From: cgstories@aol.com (CGStories)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Sweet Sixteen(mm/f,n/c,inter)
Date: 1 Feb 1996 19:02:33 -0500

			    Sweet Sixteen
				  by
			      CGStories

	"This is it," Joe says as his hand reaches down and opens the
back door, looking at Cindy, urging her on, "come on."

	Hesitating for a second, Cindy peers in. And then slowly steps
into the bar, asking, "Why did you drive me all the way down here?"

	Joe follows her in, letting the door slam shut behind him.
"Because in this bar they won't ask you for ID, they just serve you,"
he says, smiling to her, "and since it's your sweet sixteenth birthday,
I doubt those other places would let you in, right?"

	"I guess," Cindy says, looking around, her hand rising up, to
wave some of the smoke out of her face, looking around, the place is
mostly empty.

	"Come on, let's get a booth back here, then no one will see us"
he says, stepping past Cindy, sliding into the round booth near the
back door, he pats the seat next to him.

	Cindy smiles, walks over and slides in next to him, putting
her hand in his.

	Joe raises his free hand, waving it at the bartender. The fat
black bartender ignores him, only interested in the football game on
TV. Joe starts to swing his hand, frustrated. "Hey!! Can we get some
service?!!"

	The two black men at the bar laugh. The fat bartender mutters
something about worthless white boys. He turns, walking out from
behind the bar and walks over to the booth. He stands there with his
arms crossed.

	"Hey - bro," Joe says smirking. "Two beers. Thanks man."

	The bartender's one eyebrow raises up, not saying a word,
waiting.

	"Ok, ok - " Joe says, his hand slides into his jeans pocket.
He pulls out a twenty, laying it down on the booth table.

	The bartender reaches down, grabbing the twenty, stuffing it
into his pocket, he turns and leaves.

	"There, you see, no problem," Joe says, smiling. He leans in
and gives her a kiss on the lips. Sliding his hand out of hers and
letting it rest on her knee, squeezing it.

	Cindy smiles saying, "Thanks, this is great. All my friends
have been bragging about how they have gotten into bars, and now I can
say the same. And I love this dress you got for me. She says looking
down at her dress.

	Joe smiles, saying, "You're welcome." He can't help but drool over
her in the dress. It's a short black dress with thin shoulder straps.
Small gold buttons run down the front of the dress, which ends a few
inches above her knees. She's also wearing black stockings and black
short heels with it. And finally complimenting the dress with a gold
necklace and bracelets.

	Joe squirms in his seat as the bartender walks back over. The
bartender drops two open beers on the table. He hesitates for a second
while looking the young girl over. They notice his staring. "That's
all," Joe growls. Cindy lowers her head. The bartender turns and
leaves, walking back behind the bar. Staring at Cindy from behind the
bar, a smile forms on his face. He leans down and whispers something
to the two black men at the bar. They both turn and look at her and
smile.

	"See no problem, I can handle these guys," Joe says
confidently. He grabs his beer, bringing it to his lips and tilts it
back. Taking a few gulps. "Ahhhh - " he exclaims, putting it back down
on the table. "Come on, just try it," he urges Cindy. As Joe was
talking, Cindy couldn't help but notice the two black men staring at
her. She quickly looks away.

	She smiles at Joe, then hesitates, her hand reaches over,
grabbing the bottle. She brings it to her red lips, taking a small
sip. Tasting it, she takes a gulp of the beer. Her eyes bulge and she
coughs a few times, spewing beer. Putting the bottle back down, almost
dropping it. "Are you ok?" Joe asks. She nods her head up and down.
The two black guys at the bar smile and nod their heads up and down to
the bartender.

	Coughing, she clears her throat, asking, "Are you coming to my
party tomorrow??" Joe shrugs his shoulders, saying, "I don't know. I
know it's your party and all. But, well, it sounds kind of boring."

	"Please come," she says, placing her hand in his. Joe squirms
around, saying, "I don't know, maybe. I have to go to the men's room,
I'll be back in a minute." Joe starts sliding out the other side of the
booth. "But? - " Cindy says. "Don't worry, I'll be back before you
know it," Joe says as he finishes sliding out of the booth. He looks
around for a second and spots the sign, walking towards it. He
disappears into the bathroom. Cindy's eyes move from the door to the
bar. The two black men are out of their seats and have started walking
over to her. Cindy lowers her head.

	"Hey baby - are you alone?" the first black man says her. "Of
course she is - " the other black man says, sliding in one side of the
booth, up next to her. "Oh, ok - " the first says happily, sliding in
the other side up next to her. The two black men trapping Cindy in the
booth, openly staring at her body.

	"Please, I'm... not alone... please leave," Cindy says her
voice shaking, her heart starting to beat faster.

	"But?" the first black man says, pretending to look around, "I
don't see anyone? So you must be alone. My name is Darnel and my
friend here is Jarvis." "Hi... " Jarvis says, sliding his black hand
on to her knee. "Don't" Cindy whimpers, pulling her knee away from
Jarvis's hand.

	"Awww - come on baby... we're just being friendly," Darnel says
politely, his hand rising up, he slides a big black finger under
Cindy's chin, turning and lifting her head to face his, he smiles, "And
what's your name baby?" he asks. Cindy's eyes quickly look down and
away, hesitating, she says nothing. "I guess her name is baby!!"
Jarvis says, laughing, sliding up closer against Cindy, his hand
sliding back onto her knee.

	"My name is Cindy - please don't" she cries out, her hands
reaching down and pushing Jarvis's hand off of her knee.

	"Cindy!!" they both exclaim, smiling to each other. Darnel
leans in and kisses Cindy on the lips, forcing his tongue past her
lips into her mouth. His hand sliding past her chin and behind her
neck, holding her head in place. His other hand grabs her left hand
pulling it to the bulge in his crotch. Jarvis also moves quickly
grabbing her right hand and pressing her hand against his bulge.
Jarvis's other hand slides back onto her knee, and then inside and up
her leg, pushing her dress up her leg.

	"What the hell!!" Joe cries out, staring at the two black men
in the booth having their way with his girlfriend. The fat black
bartender walks up behind Joe, asking, "What's wrong?" "Get off of
her!!" Joe warns, waving his fists in the air, the black men ignore
him. "I said what's wrong!!" the bartender yells. Joe in shock with
wide eyes, turns around, facing the bartender saying in disgust, "Look
at what they're doing with my girlfriend!!!"

	"Your girlfriend?? Since when?" the bartender asks, a big grin
on his face. His hands crossed, a baseball bat in one hand. "What??"
Joe asks in disbelief, his eyes wider then ever.

	Darnel moves his mouth down to Cindy's throat, kissing along
the way. Cindy cries out, "Joe?!" Jarvis turns and snarls at the
bartender, "This white bitch is ours. Get him out of here!!"

	Joe turns around to protest. The bartender grabs one of his
arms, pulling it back and twisting it up, growling, "You heard the
gentlemen, get out!!" Joe cries out. The bartender forces him to the
side and pushes him away, marching him to the back door. Cindy cries
out, "Joe???" "Don't worry baby, well take better care off you" Jarvis
says, smiling. His hand pushing her dress all the way up, revealing
the tops of her black stockings, smiling again, saying "very nice."

	Darnel moves his mouth and kisses down from her neck to her
soft shoulders. His hand slides from behind her neck down to the
dress. His fingers start working the top buttons of her dress. Cindy
barely whimpers "Please... don't," as she feels the top of her dress
opening.

	"Baby, it's time you got a real man's cock, open my pants
slut!" Jarvis demands, his hand letting go of her right hand. Cindy's
trembling hand hesitates still resting on his bulge. Darnel's hand
lets go of her left hand and reaches up, wrapping his fingers in
Cindy's long soft brown hair, giving it a strong yank.

	"OWwww!! I'm sorry" she cries out, both of her shaking hands
begin working to open their pants, shortly the men hear their zippers
being pulled down. Then they both turn and grin to each other when
they feel her small hands gently holding each of their big black
hardening cocks.

	Darnel sits back, smiling and demanding, "Stroke our black
cocks slut!!"

	With tears in her eyes, she starts stroking their cocks with
her hands. She gasps, "Oh god!!" when she feels them growing in her
small hands.

	Jarvis's head falls back, laughing out loud, "Yaaaa -.that's
what all the white girls call us!!"

	Cindy can't help but look down at the huge cocks in her hands.
Her eyes wide with fascination. Her small hands furiously stroking
their growing hard cocks.

	"It's time!! Get your ass on the table!!" Darnel demands.

	Hesitating for a second, Cindy takes her hands off of their
cocks. She slowly awkwardly stands up, turning, sitting down on the
table. Her head hanging down.

	"Good slut, now get your panties off!!" Darnel demands. Jarvis
slides around in the booth seating across from Darnel.

	Realizing what he intends to do, Cindy protests, "Please -
don't - " Darnel black hand reaches back and smacks her across the
face. "Owww!! I'm sorry," Cindy cries out, with tears in her eyes. Her
small trembling hands reach down, reaching in, her fingers hook the
elastic of her black lacy panties. She wiggles her hips as her fingers
pull down her panties to her knees, from there gravity pulls them down
to her ankles.

	Darnel pulls her panties off. He turns to bartender, yelling
"Merry Christmas!!" throwing the panties at him. The bartender
catches them, pulling a box out from under the bar. He puts this pair
with all the others, smiling happily.

	"Lay down bitch," Jarvis demands from behind her. Cindy slowly
lays back on the table.

	Jarvis grabs her and pulls her to the side until her head is
hanging off of the edge of the table. Cindy's long brown hair hanging
under her head.

	Darnel slides over and stands up between her legs. His hands
reach down, spreading her legs apart. One of his hand slides between
her legs. His fingers rubbing her wet lips, exclaiming, "Hmmm - she is
wet!!"

	Jarvis grabs his hard cock, slapping her cheek with it, "Come
on!! Open wide!!"

	Cindy whimpers, her eyes staring at the huge black cock
hanging over her. She slowly opens her mouth, seeing the black cock
starting to slide into her mouth, she cringes. Quickly shutting her
eyes. She feels the cock sliding past her shaking lips. Jarvis warns
her, "If I feel any teeth bitch, you'll regret it!!"

	Darnel grabs his hard cock, rubbing the big head up and down
her wet pink slit. He slowly pushes the head past the lips, smiling
when he hears a muffled cry from his new white slut.

	Jarvis keeps pushing his cock down her throat, hearing her
gag, yelling, "Take it bitch!!" He pauses for a second, then continues
to push his cock deeper. He tilts his head back and smiles when he
feels his hairy balls slap her closed eyes. "Start sucking!!" he
demands, he smiles again when he hears slurping noises coming from
under him.

	"Now that you got her gagged!!" Darnel says smiling, he slams
his hips against Cindy's. Smiling ear to ear when he hears the muffled
scream from her, "God she's tight!! Help me with her dress."

	He grabs one end of the dress and Jarvis grabs the other end.
They yank, happily watching as the dress easily tears open, the gold
buttons flying everywhere. Each man starts running their hands over
her white naked body, enjoying its every smooth firm curve. "No bra!!
My kind of slut," Darnel exclaims, jerking his cock hard up into her
body. Smiling when he hears a muffled squeal. Darnel leans down,
wrapping his big black lips around Cindy's soft brown nipple. He
starts sucking it, making it hard. Hearing a muffled moan. "I'm not
waiting anymore, she's had enough time to adjust," Jarvis says
excited. With his hands holding the young girl's trembling head, he
starts thrusting his big cock in and out of her small mouth. Hearing
her crying and gagging, laughing not caring.

	Darnel agrees. Keeping his lips wrapped around her breast, he
starts thrusting his hips against the young girl's. Smiling again when
he hears the loud muffled scream from her. Seeing all the action the
bartender pulls out his camera and starts taking pictures. "I'll make
some good money off of these," he mumbles to himself.

	Time passes as both black men start sweating and grunting as
they fuck this fine young white girl.

	Darnel jerks his head back, crying out, "Oh man!! I'm going
to!!" He manages one last hard thrust into Cindy, feeling his black
cock explode deep inside of her. His hot cum shooting deep into her.
He collapses on top of her.

	Jarvis jerks his head back, crying out, "I'm next!!" Plunging
his black cock for the last time, deep down the young girl's throat.
He feels his big cock explode and his cum filling her small mouth. His
shaking legs give out on him, he falls back onto the seat of the
booth. He looks at his young white slut, smiling when he sees his cum
dripping from her red lips. She swallows hard, and gasps for air,
tears still in her eyes.

	Darnel slowly slides back and off of Cindy. He collapses on
the booth seat, trying to catch his breath. Each of the black men
smiles at each other.

	Cindy lays limp on the table, she feels the black man's cum
dripping out of her pussy. She lays there wondering why she just
doesn't get up and run out. Slowly she realizes that somewhere deep
down inside of her, she enjoyed this, she whimpers.

	Both black men hear her whimper and realize what she's
thinking, they laugh. Jarvis smiles, saying, "That's right my little
white slut, when a white girl realizes just how good a black man can
fuck. Well - that's the only thing they can think about." Both men put
their cocks away, closing up their jeans. They stand up, turning, they
walk away. Yelling at the bartender for a beer and to turn the TV back
on.

			       The End