The is the second in a two-part series; for part one, see Ayanna's Promise.

---

Jack Henderson went back to that little parking lot in the woods every day after work for the entire next week. He'd sit there in his truck, waiting, hoping, that pretty little Ayanna would show up, just like she promised. After sitting there for a while, he'd pull on his hip waders and go out into the lake and fish a bit before heading home.

He wasn't too surprised she didn't show up. It seemed unlikely that she'd be back, even though she had enthusiastically promised him. But when Saturday rolled around, a full week since they first met, he was at least a little bit hopeful that it might be the day that she does come to see him. So he made absolutely certain that he was sitting in the parking lot at the same time that she'd shown up the week before.

And to his immeasurable delight, emerging from among the trees on the walking path along the lake was the most beautiful angel: adorable Ayanna. She was wearing a little yellow sun dress, covered in orange flower blossoms, and she smiled and waved when she saw him.

"Ayanna!" he hollered as he opened the door to his truck and reached his hand out to her. "I'm so happy to see you!"

"Hi Poppy!" the little cherub said as she climbed in.

"What a pretty dress!"

"Thanks Poppy!"

"Put on your seatbelt, Angel," he said, and he turned the key to start the truck.

-*-*-*-*-*-

Ayanna was SO excited when she saw Poppy's pick-up truck! She'd come back a couple of times that week but he wasn't there and she was worried that maybe he was only teasing her when he had asked her to come back again. So she was SO excited to see him there again!

He opened the door and reached his hand out to her and when she took it, it reminded her how big he was. Her little hand just disappeared completely into his big hand. And he was so strong, he just pulled her into the truck like she didn't weigh a thing. It made her heart a little light to think about how big and strong her Poppy was.

She was a little confused when he told her to buckle her seat belt. She was going to slide over next to him, like she did last time, but he didn't want her to? So she asked him, "You don't want me to... um, you know...?"

"I have something way more fun planned for today, Angel," Poppy said as he looked over his shoulder and started backing up the truck. "But first..." He got the truck backed up and turned to look at Ayanna. "Ice cream!!!"

"Ice cream?!?" Her eyes twinkled. "I love ice cream!"

-*-*-*-*-*-

"Thanks, Poppy!" Her dark eyes twinkled as her little pink tongue licked the large double-scoop of cookie dough ice cream sitting atop a waffle cone. "Mama never lets me get this much ice cream!"

"Nothing but the absolute best for my little Angel," he said. She smiled sweetly at him when he called her his angel, although if it weren't for her twinkling eyes he wouldn't have been able to tell. Her mouth was too busy, that little pink tongue lapping at the cream, dancing sensuous circles around it, making love to it. Just watching her tongue display its passion for that ice cream cone made Jack Henderson hard as a fucking rock. His own cone was melting in his hand, entirely forgotten because of the mesmerizing display before him. "So do you like the ice cream?" he eventually asked the beautiful girl, as if there was any doubt.

She lowered the cone just momentarily to answer. "Yes, Poppy! Thanks!"

She was so beautiful. Perfect. The sort of girl he dreamed about. Her hair was a wonderful dark brown curly mop that bounced with excitement when she moved her head. She had a round face with big dark chocolate chipmunk cheeks almost the same color as her dark brown eyes. She smiled when she answered his question. She was always smiling. Adorable little dimples formed in her chubby cheeks just to either side of her full dark red lips. Then her little tongue slipped out again, a flash of bright pink, and licked the cone some more.

A woman's mouth is a fabulous sexual organ, in Jack Henderson's mind, and Ayanna's was the most erotic he had ever seen. His cock ached to teach the little girl how to use those sweet full lips to make love to him.

-*-*-*-*-*-

Ayanna could tell that Poppy was staring at her. It made her feel good. She wanted him to like her. She wanted to be his good girl, just like she was last week, and she hoped he would want her to touch him again and make a little fist around his cock and pump it up and down until he cums. She wanted to do that for him. She wanted to see Poppy's cum shooting up into the air again.

During the whole last week, the little girl had thought a lot about making Poppy cum and watching it shoot in the air and get all over her hand, and then licking it off afterwards. She wanted to taste it again! And she was thinking about it right now while she licked her ice cream cone. She looked at him while she licked, and tried to pretend that she was licking his cream, the cream that came out of his cock. She liked the way he was smiling at her, and the way his twinkly blue eyes watched her. If she had been old enough to understand what she was doing, she would have realized that she was trying to be sexy for him. Even though she didn't know how to do it, and wasn't even really aware that she want to do it, she was trying to be sexy for him while he watched her eat her ice cream cone. It made her feel all kind of warm while she gave the cone big licks and pretended it was his cum and looked up at him the whole time.

Ayanna was surprised at how quickly all the ice cream was gone, and when they were finished he stood up and reached his hand out to help her stand up, too. He's so nice! He's a gentleman. He even said "thank you" again to the kids working the ice cream counter as they left. She really liked her Poppy and she was proud to be with him right then.

When they got back in his truck, she wondered what he was going to do. She was a little worried that all he had wanted to do was to have some ice cream with her, and now he would just go back to the parking lot and drop her off. But she hoped that maybe they'd go back and he would have her use her hand again. That's what she really wanted to do!

But he didn't go back to the parking lot.

Once he'd pulled out onto the street, he reached a big hand over and put it on her little knee. "We're gonna go back to my place now, Angel," he said.

"OK," she answered. She was a little nervous about going to his place. She wondered what they were gonna do there. Something fun, that's what he said, way more fun then what they did last time!. She didn't know what he meant, though, and even though she was nervous about it, she was so curious about what he wanted to do! And she trusted him, too, so she was OK with it and even a little excited about it.

After she said "OK," he moved his hand up her bare leg a little bit, even up inside her dress a little bit, and that made her feel 'specially warm.

-*-*-*-*-*-

"That really is a pretty dress you have on, Ayanna," he said, once they were in the bedroom of his apartment.

"Thanks, Poppy," she said, standing in front of him with one sneaker-clad foot stepping on the toes of the other, looking up at him with her shining dark eyes. He took her head in his hands and leaned over and nuzzled his face in her curly hair and kissed the top of her head.

He stepped back. "You really are very beautiful, Little One," he said.

"Thanks, Poppy," she said again.

"I bet you have pretty panties on, too, don't you?"

She nodded as she looked up at him, biting her lower lip. "Do you want to see my panties, Poppy?" she asked him.

He felt his stiff cock lurch in his pants. "I do," he answered as quietly and calmly as he could.

Still biting her lower lip, she reached down and started pulling her dress up.

It was the most thrilling thing to watch, little Ayanna slowly raising her dress for him. He stared as her thin dark legs were revealed, watching the slow progress of the bottom of the dress, until finally she showed him her little pair of blue and white striped panties.

"They're beautiful, Ayanna," he said.

"Thanks Poppy," the little girl said again.

He reached a hand out and set his fingers on her pubic mound. She just stood there and let him touch her. It was prominent, a soft chubby little girl's pudendum. He made little circles with his fingers over the crotch of her stripey panties.

"I bet you have a pretty pussy, too, Angel," he said.

The little girl just stood silently for a moment, holding her dress up while his fingers grazed over her privates through the thin soft cotton of her panties. Finally she spoke.

"Do you want to see my pussy, Poppy?"

"I do, Little One."

"OK." She lifted the bottom of her dress up to her mouth and bit down on the hem, to hold it up. Then she reached down and slowly pulled her panties down.

Again he watched in excited anticipation as the little tease revealed her sex, first her hairless, dark chocolate brown pubic mound rising above her thin abdomen, then slowly, oh so slowly, the plump, paler lips further below, tucked innocently between her legs. She slipped the panties down her thighs and they fell to the floor.

She stood before him now, stripey panties at her feet, her dress held up in her mouth. He'd never seen anything quite as adorable as his little angel and her angelic little pussy.

"Lay down on my bed, Ayanna," he said quietly, "and spread your legs so I can see her better."

Little Ayanna stepped out of her panties and sat down on his bed, then scooted back a little bit, then lay down and spread open her legs.

As he stood and watched her spread her legs, he saw those chubby little lips open slightly, giving a little glimpse of the beautiful pink flesh inside.

"Your pussy is very beautiful," he said quietly as he began unbuttoning his pants. "Spread her open, so I can see inside you."

The sweet girl reached down, and with her two middle fingers, spread her little pussy open for him. Now, as he pulled his pants and underwear off and stepped out of then, he could see her delicate pink insides perfectly, the glistening flaps of her inner labia separated just slightly to reveal a dark cleft that led to her hidden girlhood, the labia meeting together at the top of her sex in their vain attempt to shroud a pale little button, a tiny little clit standing up stiff and proud as she showed herself to a man for the first time. He knelt on the bed between her open legs, first one knee, then the other, his cock standing out hard and strong above her. He reached down to her dress, its bottom hem around her waist, and pulled it up to reveal her little nipples.

They were unerupted, little circles of a dark brownish red flat against her chocolate skin, an inch across and covered in pale goosebumps with a thicker whitish-pale nub in the center of each.

He leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "You are so beautiful, Ayanna," he whispered.

He could see the anxiousness, the nervousness, in her eyes. "Thank you, Pop-py," she stammered.

"You are my precious angel," he said.

She gave him a little smile. "Your precious Black angel," she answered.

-*-*-*-*-*-

When he kissed her on the lips the second time, she felt his tongue touch her lips and she opened her mouth, just a little bit, and touched his tongue with hers. His tongue was so soft and warm! And although she had never imagined what a man's kiss would taste like before, she recognized his taste immediately. She remembered the taste of him from when she had licked his cum, and although that was a strange taste and a little unpleasant, she recognized a little bit of the taste in his kiss. But it wasn't unpleasant now. No, not at all! It made her feel so warm to taste him, and it made her body shake a little.

When he took his mouth away from hers, she licked her lips, wanting to taste more of him.

He moved down, away from her face, and then she felt him press his lips against one of her nipples. Her heart raced as his soft tongue came out again, warmly licking. And then he sucked, pulling her nipple into his mouth, and she lost her breath and laid her head back and let out a little sound.

Ayanna played with her nipples sometimes, when she was alone, and they had become very sensitive lately, but even when she played with herself she never dreamed that she would have a man suckling on them, just like he was a nursing baby! Sometimes she thought about what it would be like to nurse a baby, and her friends and her used to hold their dollies to their chests and pretend they were nursing, but never in a million years did she imagine that she would have a man doing this to her. The thought of it made her whole body warm and made her little pussy gush with wetness.

Then he lifted his head and moved to her other nipple, licking and sucking. Nursing. All sorts of feelings were flowing through the little girl's body, warmth and excitement, and she felt very happy and grown up right then. Or at least, she felt very sexy, even though she was just a little girl. She knew Poppy thought she was sexy even if she wasn't a grown up, and that just made her so happy!

He let go of her nipple and moved down, sliding off the bed and kissing her belly, then lower still. When his lips met her pussy, her legs started shaking and she raised them up into the air. And then his tongue came out and he licked her, pushing into her. She doesn't remember much about the next minute or two, except that she lay back with her feet, still wearing her sneakers, up in the air and shook and moaned while his soft warm tongue licked and petted at her private parts.

And then he lifted his head away and climbed back up onto the bed above her, and she lifted her head and watched as he directed his penis, his big beautiful cock, down to her little pussy. She was scared and nervous and excited and her heart was racing and her whole body was on fire!

She felt his penis touch her. She felt the big thick head of his cock pushing in, parting open her pussy lips. She felt him slide it up and rub it against her little button, making her legs shake, then slide it back down again.

"I'm going to push into you a little bit," he whispered gently. "Tell me if it hurts, and I'll stop. I don't want to hurt you."

She nodded.

-*-*-*-*-*-

He pushed his big thick head into the tiny opening of her vaginal canal. Almost immediately, she let out a little painful sound.

"Does it hurt?" he asked her, letting up the pressure.

"Ya..." she whispered breathlessly, eyes shut tight, "yeah..."

"I won't go any deeper."

She opened her eyes and looked up at him. "It's OK, Poppy," she said, so quietly. "You can go... deeper..."

His head could feel the heat that was pouring from her loins, lubricating him. His cock could sense her willingness, her acquiescence, and he stiffened to the wonderful challenge of entering such a small, tight hole. He had to fight off the urge to drive into her with all his might.

"I'm fine," he said breathlessly as he started masturbating with his head just inside her open lips. "I don't need to go any further."

Ayanna nodded and sat up a bit, trying to watch him stroke himself between her legs. And as he stroked, his hips started moving involuntarily, pushing his cock a little deeper into her hotness, then pulling back and pushing in a little more. He could feel his head against the tight skin of her hymen, trying to peek through into the unexplored depths of her little sex. He could feel an opening. He could feel the fleshy membrane tearing, giving way.

She lifted her legs into the air and spread them open, hooking her hands under her knees. "It's OK Poppy, go deeper, go inside."

She didn't need to tell him. He was already there. He could feel his head tingling with unbridled excitement as it pushed into the little opening that was torn in her skin, and he could feel his crown finishing the act, taking the young girl's virginity and stretching her open. He was two inches in now, her hot little lips wrapped tightly around his circumcision scar. He pulled back, he pushed in again. Three inches now.

"Oh baby," he whispered, in the throes of ecstasy. "Oh my little angel!"

"Your little Black angel," she whispered back.

"My little Black angel! My little Black flower!" he said. "Oh my angel, Poppy's gonna cum!"

-*-*-*-*-*-

Angel Ayanna, laying on her back with her legs spread wide and her hands hooked under her knees and her sneakers up in the air, felt her Poppy shoot his cum into her vagina. All of the sudden she felt warm inside her, and very wet, and Poppy shouted that word that grownups shouldn't say around little girls, "Fuuuucccckkkk!" She felt his cock pull back a little bit and then he collapsed down on top of her and she was just a tiny little girl underneath a big strong man and he drove his penis into her, deep and hard, all the way inside! It was so thick! It filled her so full! And she felt even warmer and wetter and her legs were shaking as she held them up in the air around her Poppy, and her whole body was tingling, and he was laying on top of her and her Poppy was cumming! Her Poppy was cumming inside her little pussy!

And then he was breathing, deep full breaths, holding onto her head with her face pressed against his chest and his face buried in the brown curls on the top of her head. He just lay there like that on top of her for a little while with his huge cock still twitching deep inside her.

Finally he lifted himself up and looked down at her face. "Ayanna, that was so beautiful," he whispered. She smiled, and he leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

When he pulled his penis out of her, she felt a little disappointed. She liked the way it felt when his cock was inside her. As he rolled over to her side, she felt a little bit of his stuff leaking out of her vagina, and she reached down and got a bit of it on her fingers and lifted it up to her mouth. She wanted to taste it again.

"My little angel," he whispered, running his fingers over her cheek as he watched her lick her fingers.

She smiled at him. "I was a good girl, wasn't I Poppy?"

"You were very good to your Poppy, Ayanna," he said.

She smiled and felt very happy.

He kissed her when he dropped her off at the parking lot, and their tongues touched again. Afterwards she licked her lips so that she could taste him a little more.

"Will you come back again, my little baby?" he asked her as she climbed out of his truck.

Ayanna nodded. "I promise."