Pinto Stone's Luck

by Liz Ardwall

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WARNING: This story contains scenes of explicit sexual activity among young teenagers. The author does not encourage nor condone the reading of this story by anyone forbidden by law to do so. By continuing to read, you accept sole responsibility for your action.

If you consider a bisexual or interracial story to be offensive, please leave now. The author doesn't want to hear about it.

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bisexual, interracial, group cons preg 1st mf young teens mm anal

SUMMARY: A black boy comes of age in his mama's rural South Georgia cabin camp that caters to migratory agricultural workers.

DISCLAIMER: This story is entirely a work of fiction. No resemblance to actual persons or places is intended. Descriptions of unprotected sexual acts are not meant to encourage the reader to engage in unsafe behavior.

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Pinto Stone's Story: Part I - Pinto's Luck

Thirteen-year-old Pinto Stone was surrounded in the outdoor shower by wet, soapy females whose naked bodies slid against his own as they washed. Sometimes their hands rubbed the black boy's slippery skin and wandered down to stroke his hard, three-and-a-half-inch dick. Pinto was certain what he was doing had to be the best job in the whole world.

His great grandfather, old Thomas Jefferson Stone, had built the first six cabins on his worn out farm back in the thirties, when he'd seen the usefulness of a resting place for motorists on the bumpy byway that led from west central Georgia to Tallahassee. After the World War, his son had married one of the notorious Miss Pinky's daughters; they built more cabins to accommodate the increasing number of Mexican migrants who came to the county to pick strawberries.

The couple's sons moved north to work in the automobile factories in Michigan. Their older daughters married men who settled in Atlanta. Only their youngest girl had stayed to help run the camp, and eventually take it over for herself and her love-child son.

Now was their busy time, when they hoped to make enough money to last them until next season. The twenty little, separate cottages, now known as "Mama's Cabins," were jammed full of agricultural workers and their large, extended families, often sleeping a dozen in a room.

It was young Pinto Stone's task to operate the shower for the sweaty migrant workers at the end of their long day. The bathing facility was simple and open; raised on a platform of sturdy beams, a large tank of rainwater with holes in the bottom could splash a cool deluge down on more than twenty bathers at a time.

Pinto cranked open the plug that released a shower of water onto his bare-assed thirteen-year-old body and the naked bodies of two dozen Mexican women and girls. All were stinky and damp from a long day's backbreaking labor picking strawberries in the fields of the farms that surrounded Pinto's mama's camp of twenty cabins.

When everybody was wet, Pinto reversed the cranking to close the holes and stem the shower. Several bars of homemade soap were kept busy lathering the holders and the bodies of their nearby companions. The women and girls seemed to take an especial delight in soaping the body of the unusually pigmented boy.

In his usual outfit of T-shirt and mid-thigh shorts, the black boy's smooth, brown face, arms, and legs were unremarkable. His short, kinky hair, broad, flat nose, and generous lips were typically African. Naked, his inheritance from his albino great grandmother was revealed in a piebald painting of pink, grey, and tan patches that covered his slim upper body and narrow hips. The Mexicans called him "Chico Pio," or "painted boy."

Young Pinto proudly claimed descent from his well-known great grandmother, who was something of a local legend. It was said she had been a girl and a woman of beauty and allure that persisted well on toward her fiftieth year. She was called Pinky, from being a pure albino - a freak of nature unknown among her ancestors.

Her hair was pale yellow, though short and tightly curled as any African's. Her skin was pale pink and required her to carry a parasol for protection against sunburn. Her wide, flat nose and thick lips denied any chance of passing for white, but it had been said by her children that such an idea had never occurred to the lady.

Her figure was curvaceous and enticing; at an early age, she had learned that men would be generous if allowed to enjoy her intimate company. She had demonstrated a varied and imaginative talent for the acts of love and an insatiable appetite. It was said that she sold her favors for a dollar to the men of the county, and that most of the male residents, white and black, had at some time found the investment rewarding.

She had borne eighteen children, including two sets of twins; none showed a trace of her odd pigmentation - they ranged in solid colors from the café au lait offspring of her white lovers to the coal black son of a coal black daddy.

Pinky had claimed to know the father of every one of her children, even when she had enjoyed the company of twenty different men before evidence of her impregnation appeared. She gave the information to her children and made sure that each man was aware of the identity of his progeny. To the present day, her descendants and some of the county's most prominent families, both white and black, discreetly acknowledged their relationship.

The next generation produced many grandchildren, of whom four, two boys and two girls, had skin mottled in the manner of Pinto Stone's. Among her great grandchildren, only Pinto wore her mark; his parents were monochrome cousins of the third generation, who conceived him when they were fourteen.

From his earliest years, the boy's maternal grandparents and his mother had taught him to accept and enjoy his difference. He had grown up secure in the belief that single-colored skin was in no way superior to his unusual decoration. Never bashful, he eagerly joined his childhood peers skinny dipping in the ponds and streams of the countryside and cheerfully accepted and encouraged their curious manual exploration of his skin.

As Pinto reached the age of puberty, he began to enjoy the playful touching that stimulated to erection the newly found toy between his legs. Hard, his little prick showed the same mottled coloring as his torso; he urged his curious companions to touch it with their fingers, while their hands explored the skin of his body.

Surrounded on this day by the soapy women and girls in the shower, Pinto had achieved a particularly excited state of stimulation. The others watched with amusement, and some with envy, as a caramel-skinned girl of his own age stroked her slick fingers along his erect organ until it throbbed in her fist, and Pinto cried out in awe at the overwhelming new sensation she had provoked. The girl's slippery rubbing had been so much better than his own fingers could do.

As Pinto's body trembled in the aftermath of his climax, the girl embraced him and whispered in his ear, "My name is Eva. Come to the pond after you finish showering the men, and my brother, Diego, and I will show you something you will enjoy."

"I'll come," Pinto assured her. "Can we do that again?"

"You'll see, Chico Pio," she said mysteriously.

Pinto manipulated the crank to open the shower and rinse off the soapy females. Groups of men and boys followed, joining the always naked Pinto under the shower tank. It seemed to the boy that the second group of men were more active in their soapy play than usual; he wondered if the women and girls had gossiped about his earlier excitement.

In addition to the usual curious tracing of his painted patches, older boys ran soapy fingers along Pinto's ass crack. Pinto found the action to be surprisingly stimulating, especially while other hands caressed his erect prick and his tight, little ball sac. Hands roaming over his slippery chest stimulated his small nipples to sensitive hardness. Pinto was so distracted by the sensations in all parts of his excited young body that one of the older men had to shake him and tell him it was time to rinse.

During the soaping of the last group of men, a smiling, brown-skinned boy a year or two older than Pinto wrapped a soapy arm around Pinto's body and took hold of his hard little dick. As he rubbed his fingers along its length, he said into Pinto's ear, "I'm Diego. My sister Eva said she played with you, and you liked it. Come to the pond, Chico Pio, and we'll play some more."

Diego reached to run his finger along Pinto's slippery ass crease. When he felt the younger boy's dick jump in response, he gave it a parting squeeze and stepped away. He grinned at Pinto, who watched with fascination as the boy's soapy fist stroked his own hard cock, which was much larger than Pinto's, though smaller than those of the grown men. Pinto looked at it hungrily, yearning to take it in his own hand and feel it throb in his tight fist. But it was time to rinse, and he had to go and work the crank. When he looked for Diego, the boy was gone.

As the migrants drifted away toward their cabins, Pinto snatched up his shirt and shorts and ran naked along the path to the swimming pond. When he saw Diego and Eva splashing in the water, Pinto's dick sprang to attention. He charged into the water, eager to get his hands on his new playmates.

Pinto fell forward onto his belly and dog paddled and kicked awkwardly as he made his way toward Eva. He'd been swimming in the pond since he was a toddler, but no one had ever taught him how to really do it. When he reached the pair, his feet dropped to the soft, muddy bottom. He and Eva were in water up to their necks, while Diego stood chest deep.

The brother and sister embraced the black boy and ran their hands all over his slippery skin. Pinto's palms caressed Eva's budding breast mounds; then he rubbed a finger along her hairless pussy crease while his other fist grasped Diego's floppy prick. Eva stroked Pinto's dick and Diego's exploring finger teased the crack of the black boy's butt, until all three of the youngsters were sexually aroused.

Eva and Diego led Pinto by either hand to the bank of the pond. The girl lay on the grass with her knees spread wide. Diego told the boy, "Lie down there between her legs and kiss her little slit."

Pinto did as he was bidden, pressing his hard dick into the soft grass and licking his tongue along the pale fold in front of the girl's hairless groin. It spread open like a blossoming flower; he licked again along the pink lips and found a button at the top. He nibbled and licked it as if it was a nipple, and Eva squirmed and squealed, "Eeeee!"

Pinto kissed and licked Eva's sensitive little clit until she was shrieking with exquisite pleasure. He slurped his tongue along her open, wet slit, and then curled it and pushed into her hole. When he returned to nibble her clit, Eva screamed and thrashed and shuddered as if she was having a fit. Pinto hung on tightly, worried that he had hurt the young girl.

Pinto rested his cheek on the girl's heaving belly until she caught her breath.

"I'm sorry, Eva," he said. "I didn't mean to hurt y'all."

Beside him, Diego laughed. Eva said, "Oh, no, Pio. That was the good feeling. You did it just right."

Pinto raised his face, wet with Eva's pussy juice, and grinned at her.

Eva pulled at Pinto's shoulders with her hands. "Come up now and put your boy stick in my hole."

Pinto gasped. Over the years, from time to time he had seen some of his elders lying, boy with girl, by the pond, but he never thought he would get to do it. His prick throbbed with anticipation as he climbed forward between the open legs of the willing girl.

"Help him, Diego," Eva said.

Pinto felt Diego's fingers grasp his prick and pull it toward Eva's body; he rubbed the end along the girl's pussy slit.

"Ooooh, yes," Eva cooed. "Put it in me now."

Diego positioned the head of Pinto's boy cock at Eva's opening. The Mexican youth pressed down on Pinto's bottom and watched the boy's mottled dick slide into his sister's cunt hole.

"Ohhhh," Pinto and Eva groaned together. They moaned again when Pinto's groin pressed against the girl's hairless pussy.

"Oh, Eva," Pinto said. "Your hole's hot and tight and slick."

"Oh, Pio, your prick is filling me. It feels so good."

"Did it hurt?" Pinto asked. "I thought I'd have to break something."

Eva laughed. "Diego broke my cherry when we were little. We used to do it a lot, but we had to stop when he started making sperms."

"I don't make any juice yet," Pinto said.

"I know," Eva said. "I'm so happy to feel a boy's stick in my hole again."

Diego told Pinto, "Now move it in and out. Be careful not to pull too far."

Pinto drew back almost to the end of his prick and then plunged back into Eva's tight pussy.

"Ooooh," the two youngsters crooned in delight.

Pinto moved out and in, drawing happy moans from Eva with each thrust. He felt Diego's palm cup his ball sac; then the Mexican boy slid a finger into his sister's hole and rubbed it along Pinto's prick.

"Ohhhh, I feel your finger on my dick," Pinto said. "That feels good."

Diego added a second finger. Pinto moaned happily.

Eva said, "Diego, you're stretching my hole."

"Just for a moment," Diego said, feeling Pinto's hard prick rub along his fingers while the boy's soft bag of marbles brushed his palm on each stroke.

Diego pulled his fingers free. Pinto felt a slippery fingertip rub circles on his sensitive butt hole.

"Ahhhh, Diego," he said. "That feels nice."

Diego worked his slick finger into Pinto's tight opening. He probed as deep as he could stretch his digit, and Pinto grunted in pleasure when his dick jumped.

"What was that?" Pinto asked.

"That's your happy button," Diego said. "Every boy has a spot in his bottom that feels good when you rub it."

"Rub it some more, Diego," Pinto begged.

Diego added a second finger and stirred them around, stretching Pinto's hole, before shoving in and making the boy's dick jerk with pleasure.

Pinto felt Diego's fingers move to dip into Eva's pussy hole for a moment. Then something thicker rubbed his ass hole.

"That y'all's thumb?" Pinto asked.

"This is gonna feel nice," Diego assured him.

Diego stirred the hard knob of his cock around Pinto's slippery opening; the boy's hungry ass lips nibbled at Diego's prick and sucked in the head.

"Ohhhh!" Pinto cried. "It stings. Y'all be stretchin’ me."

"Just for a moment, Pio," Diego said soothingly. "Then I'll rub your button again. Stir your dick in Eva's pussy hole and you'll feel better."

Pinto squirmed his hips, making Eva moan, while Diego's dick pushed ever further into the boy's tight hole. Pinto grunted when the Mexican boy's hard cock drilled deep into his butt and he felt Diego's sparse pubic hairs against his bottom.

"Is it all right?" the invader asked.

"Yes, it's good. Ohhhh, Eva. Diego's big stick is stuffin' me just like mine's fillin' y'all."

"Yes, Pio," the girl said. "You're the meat in a brother and sister sandwich."

Diego pulled back and slid his dick into Pinto's butt again.

"Ooooh," Pinto sighed. "I like this sandwich."

Pinto pushed his hips up and pulled most of his dick out of Eva's pussy. Diego pulled back his cock in Pinto's butt. When Pinto pressed forward into Eva's hole, Diego's dick fell free.

"Ohhhh," both boys groaned in disappointment.

Diego positioned his dick at Pinto's opening and shoved it in again.

"Ooooh, yes," Pinto sighed. "Don't take it out again."

They got into the rhythm. Diego pulled back, and then Pinto withdrew from Eva's cunt hole and shoved his tight butt along the stiff Mexican prick behind him. Then the weight of both boys' hips drove Pinto's hard dick deep into Eva's pussy, making her grunt with pleasure. The black boy groaned in bliss when Diego's hard cock bumped his prostate and made his dick jerk inside Eva's hole.

Pinto was getting hotter and hotter from the feeling of his dick sliding in Eva's tight pussy and Diego's hard cock filling his butt and hitting his button. He saw that a group of onlookers had begun to form around the three rutting teenagers; being watched by their lustful eyes only increased Pinto's excitement. He felt his dick swelling and throbbing; his nuts in their little sac were trying to climb inside him.

"Ohhhh," he cried. "I'm getting the feeling."

"Me too," Eva moaned. "Make me cum, Pio."

"Yes, Pio," Diego said, stroking his dick in Pinto's tight butt. "Make my sister cum with your hard prick."

Pinto moaned in ecstasy as he felt his cock throb and jerk; it burned with the exquisite sensation of a young boy's spermless orgasm.

"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" Eva cried out in bliss, as she wriggled and shuddered beneath the trembling black boy; Pinto's arms held her tightly, feeling her pussy hole clench his excited prick.

Diego groaned in pleasure as Pinto's tight butt hole squeezed his dick, milking his spunk from his balls. His hard shaft throbbed and pulsed, and he shot a burst of jism into the black boy's tight hole.

"Ohhhh!" Pinto exclaimed. "Y'all be squirtin' sperms in my booty."

"Ohhhh," Eva moaned. "I'm jealous. I never felt that."

"Ohhhh," Diego sighed. "It feels so good to shoot my juice inside a tight hole."

The boys pumped their dicks until the feeling passed and Diego was drained. Eva was humming softly, clutching Pinto's back and feeling Diego's chest pressing on her hands.

Pinto looked toward the pond and saw one of the nude Mexican men who had been swimming pump his hard cock with his fist and shoot a string of cream out of his prick onto the grass. A naked girl had dropped to the ground and was moaning as her fingers dug into her cunt. The black boy's dick throbbed in Eva's pussy; Diego's big meat filled his butt. He thought he'd never, ever felt so good.

After a while, Eva complained, "You boys are mashing me."

Diego pulled his limp cock out of Pinto's sloppy butt hole and rolled to the side. Pinto drew himself out of Eva's wet pussy and squirmed to the other side. The boys embraced the contented girl, resting against her small, warm body.

A girl who had been watching the trio approached them. Pinto recognized her as Maria, one of the girls whose fine, big tits he had soaped while they showered.

"Oh, Chico Pio," she said, "watching you made me so excited." Her hand rubbed Pinto's cock, which quickly filled again to a hard little rod. "Rub your boy stick in my itchy pussy, Chico Pio. Make me cum with your hot little pinga."

"Let me do it," offered Diego, always eager to poke whomever was willing. "My cock is bigger than that little boy's toothpick. I'll make you feel real good."

"Chico Pio's cock is big enough, Diego," said Maria. "I have a novio - I don't want to catch a baby from you. Pio doesn't shoot yet - he'll make me feel good, and I won't be sorry."

Pinto was happy for the chance at his second woman. He pulled at Maria's hand, and she dropped beside him on the grass.

"Come and get me, little man," she invited, spreading her knees and holding out her arms.

Pinto crawled into her embrace and aimed his prick toward her entrance. He stirred her opening, which soon sucked his hard shaft into her hole.

"Oh, Pio," Maria sighed, "it's good. Move it inside me and give me the good feeling. Make your pinga twitch and jerk in me with your heat. I love to make a boy get the feeling."

Maria was bigger than Pinto; as he lay atop her soft body, the top of his head didn't reach her chin. His face moved to one of her big, soft tits; his lips nibbled her nipple while his tongue flicked it with teasing tickles. One of his hands moved to Maria's other tit and twiddled her hard nub between his thumb and finger. His hard cock thrust in and out of the girl's slippery pussy.

The big girl moaned in pleasure. "Oh, Pio," she crooned, "you're making me feel so good. You're a real stud, little man. Pump your hard prick into my pussy till we both get the feeling."

Pinto felt like his dick was getting harder than it had ever been. His little balls were drawing tight up against his groin; they seemed to tingle in a new way, as if someone were squeezing them. He looked around for Diego, but saw him lying with Eva, watching Pinto fuck the big girl.

"Oh, Pio," Maria cried. "You're making me cum."

Maria's body tensed; she thrashed beneath her young lover. Pinto hung on like he was riding a bucking raft through river rapids. The girl's cunt squeezed his excited prick, milking it as if her fingers were coaxing issue from the tits of a cow. Pinto's groin exploded with pleasure; he thrust his hot cock as deep as he could into Maria's clutching vagina and felt his young dick throb and pulse like never before. He almost fainted from the excitement.

When Maria's wild climax subsided, Pinto rested his face on her big, soft tit and smiled up at her. "Oh, Maria," he sighed, "that felt better than ever."

"Chico Pio," Maria said, "you're a real little stud. Now let me up; I have to go help Mama fix supper."

Pinto reluctantly pulled his softening cock from Maria's pussy and pushed himself up to his knees. He squeezed his dick, and watched a bead of fluid ooze from his piss hole and fall in a thread onto Maria's thigh.

"Oh, Pio," the girl said curiously. "Did you make juice?"

She ran her finger over the drop on her leg and licked it, tasting the flavor.

"Chico Pio," she exclaimed. "You're a real man now. You shot your sperm into my pussy."

Pinto looked at the girl in awe. "Maria, do you think I made a baby?"

"I don't know, Pio," Maria said. "I've heard it's lucky for a girl to take a young boy's first squirt of seed. Whatever happens, it will be good luck."

They got up; Maria found her dress and disappeared up the path to the cabins.

Pinto felt very grown up as he walked back to have dinner with his mama.

The next day when Pinto showered the women and girls, Maria grabbed his wet body and danced him around.

"I won the number, Chico Pio," she shouted joyfully. "I got $50, and all from your luck."

Later, after the men had showered, Pinto made love by the swimming pond again with Eva and Maria. Diego had protested that Pinto's new potency would make a baby in Eva's little belly, but the girl said she didn't care; Pinto knew how to make her feel good, and any baby of his would be lucky. Diego had shrugged and pumped his cock into Pinto's ass, helping drive the black boy's dick to squirt its seed deep into his little sister's thirsty womb.

When they lay resting afterward, a Mexican boy about seventeen approached them. Pinto recognized him as Fernando, Maria's boyfriend. He worried for a moment that Fernando was upset that the black boy had shot his sperm into Maria's pussy.

"I'm sorry, Fernando," he said before the Mexican teenager could speak. "I didn't know I was going to do that to Maria."

"That's all right, Chico Pio," said Fernando. "You gave her good luck. Now I need you to give me your luck. I want to ask Maria to marry me."

The black boy figured that Maria's sudden wealth must represent a sufficient self-endowed dowry to have lured her boyfriend into matrimony, even if her first-born child might look like Pinto.

"What'll we do, Fernando?" he asked.

"Lie there on the grass on your back, Pio."

Pinto eagerly complied. Was the macho Mexican teenager going to suck his dick? He watched the boy kneel between his legs.

Fernando spread the black boy's knees apart and then pushed them toward his shoulders, folding Pinto's supple, young body into a "U." The boy's ankles rested on the Mexican stud's shoulders. Fernando spit into his hand and slicked his hard cock; then he guided the head to Pinto's hole, still slippery with Diego's spunk.

Pinto wiggled his butt and pushed back against Fernando's hard prick, He knew it was bigger than Diego's; he wanted to see how it would fill his booty. Fernando stirred the knob around Pinto's entrance until it slipped inside.

"Owwww!" cried Pinto. "Stop. It hurts. It's too big."

"It's stretching your hole, Pio," Fernando said. "We'll just wait a moment until you get used to it. Don't try to get it out. It'll feel real good soon."

"OK," said Pinto. "I hope so."

Fernando swivelled his hips, massaging the head of his cock around Pinto's tender, expanded opening.

"Uhhhh," Pinto groaned. He took a deep breath. Then he hunched his butt upward, taking in another inch of Fernando's fat pole. "Ahhhh," the boy sighed. "Yes, Fernando. Shove your big dick in me now."

Fernando grabbed Pinto's shoulders and moved his hips forward; the length of his shaft slid slowly into the black boy's tight, young ass hole. Finally, Fernando's curly pubes pushed against Pinto's balls.

"Ohhhh," Pinto moaned. "It's all inside me. My booty's filled up with some big meat. It feels good."

Fernando pumped his long, fat cock in and out of the black boy's tight, slick hole. Pinto moaned with pleasure when the big knob bumped over his prostate and made the boy's dick twitch with a pulse of heat.

"Your dick is jumping," Fernando said. "You love it. Chico Pio, you're a real pussy boy."

"I'm not a pussy boy," Pinto protested. "I'm a stud boy who squirted my sperms inside two girls. I just like a boy's big stick in my butt hole."

The Mexican youth buried his hard shaft deep inside the black boy's ass and leaned forward to grasp Pinto's shoulders. He took a breath and let it out, and then bent down to take the head of Pinto's hard dick in his mouth. The boy moaned in delight; the growing crowd of onlookers gasped in surprise.

Fernando pumped his cock out and into Pinto's tight butt; then he slid his lips along half of the black boy's dick.

"Ohhhh," Pinto moaned. "It's better than being in a sandwich."

Fernando coordinated his movements, sliding his prick in and out while he sucked nearly all of Pinto's excited boy cock.

"Fernando," Pinto cried, "I'm gonna shoot."

"Mmmmm," the Mexican stud hummed as he sucked and fucked faster.

"Ahhhh!" Pinto groaned, as he scrunched his eyes tightly closed and beat his fists on the grass. His hips wriggled wildly as Fernando sucked the boy's dick to the root and gulped down the first gush of boy spunk. The Mexican buried his cock deep in Pinto's butt and felt it clench with the boy's orgasmic spasms. His own sperm rose in his balls and throbbed and pulsed through his excited prick into the black boy's milking ass.

Finally both boys were drained of jism. Fernando's mouth released Pinto's dick as he unfolded his sharply bent belly. The boy's legs slid down toward the ground as Fernando limply collapsed forward onto the panting black boy. They both groaned when the Mexican's softening cock pulled free. They lay together, feeling very good.

"Y'all can do that again any time," Pinto declared.

"Oh, Pio, you can bet on it. Your milk was sweet. I'm sure it's lucky."

Those who'd been watching their hot session had drifted away. Fernando and Pinto found their clothes and got dressed.

"I've got your luck, Chico Pio," Fernando said. "I'm going now to ask for Maria's hand." He waved and ran toward the cabins.

Pinto strolled leisurely back to his mama's house. Supper was ready. He assured his mother he'd had a nice day. They'd almost finished eating when Pinto heard someone outside calling his Mexican name, "Chico Pio! Chico Pio!"

He went out onto the porch and saw it was Fernando, wearing a smile from ear to ear. A small crowd of migrants had followed him: men and women, girls and boys. Pinto recognized Eva and Diego among them.

"Pio!" said Fernando, when Pinto came outside. "She said yes! The luck you gave me was very good. Maria is going to marry me."

One of the women in the crowd asked Fernando in English, "How did that boy give you luck?"

"The same way he gave his luck to Maria when she hit the number," Fernando answered. "I drank Chico Pio's lucky sex juice, just as Maria took it into her pussy. If you take Pio's leche, it will give you good luck."

Pinto heard the crowd murmuring among themselves in Spanish. Then an older woman's voice called out, "Give me some luck, Chico Pio."

He spotted the speaker: she was short and very fat. No prize for him, after he'd had fun with Eva and Diego and the handsome Fernando.

"Let me have some," called a man's voice that sounded a bit effeminate. Pinto knew he wasn't going to get lucky either.

The boy wasn't that horny; really more hungry. He'd had sex already at the pond.

A pretty girl, about fifteen, wearing a blouse whose low-cut front showed the tops of her firm breasts, ran out of the crowd toward the porch. "Give it to me, Pio," she said coquettishly.

"I have to finish my supper," said Pinto. "I'll find y'all behindthe shower in 'bout an hour. OK?"

"Si, Pio," she said. "My name is Carla. I'll be ready for you." She flashed him a big smile and ran back to the crowd.

Pinto turned and grinned at his smiling mother, who had silently taken in the proceedings. He realized he'd have to give some kind of sanitized explanation when they sat back down at the table.

He knew he'd think of something. His quick mind would find a way to let him enjoy the fruits of the fame Maria and Fernando had given him.

"If Carla wins something," he thought, "I'll be set for life." He felt his dick swelling in his shorts as he followed his mother inside.

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The end of Part I of Pinto Stone's story.