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(mf-teens, youths, voy, inc, intr, orgy) *** This is about April, a little fourteen year old black fox. She’s a gorgeous number with a body of breathtaking sexiness hand crafted by the gods for mere men to worship and adore. I would gladly throw myself at her feet and pay homage. Her smooth coffee-with-cream colored skin gleams with the golden health of adolescence. About five feet five inches, her body is one fully developed package of young female sex appeal. Her soft hair is long and straight and black. She pulls it back into a pony tail so you can appreciate her well shaped head. Her beautiful, flawless oval face is set with bright and flashing hazel eyes, around which sweep long dark lashes. Her fine cheek bones set her eyes off in a way that makes them appear mysterious and slightly oriental. April’s nose is small and delicate looking, the perfect match for lips that are full and tender looking. When she smiles, which is very often, you can see the dimples beside her fine white teeth, and she seems like a playful luscious scamp about to spring a trick. Her friends think she has the bloodlines of an ancient Nubian maiden and her mother, well, her mother said her hormones must come from some Amazon queen, but April thinks they are crazy. Still, this little princess does know she is sexy. She tells you she knows by the way she moves and talks, and the way she looks at you. She notices when you look at her breasts. Since she wears skin-tight jeans most of the time, you couldn’t help but appreciate her figure. The legs on this girl are beautifully formed and carry her with utmost feminine grace. Her waist is slender, her fingers long. Her hips are broad for her age. When she appears in those jeans you must notice how the denim inseam presses up against her young pussy. You can easily imagine the slight and very pleasant pressure that fold of cloth exerts all day long on her adolescent clit. And since adolescent clits are always on the verge of stimulation, I wouldn’t be surprised if, when she sits down in those tight jeans, she experiences a private little orgasm. That seam, you know, does double duty: It travels under and up the other side. It pulls up sharply in her ass crack and most clearly separates the spheres of her very lovely round behind. Now, you know, the female black ass is very often of museum quality, but in any major collection of the best ass, her teenage butt would truly be very fine art. That little pear-shaped beauty exerts its appeal on the tongues, and beckons the cocks, of the men she passes, no matter what their ages. I know, in fact, that tongues and cocks have been in that little girl’s asshole, and in her other openings as well, as this little story will show. Part 1 Alex told me he fucked her when she was fourteen and a half and he was seventeen. Alex is a very handsome black dude who plays on his school's sports teams and is very popular. He has a very appealing, outgoing personality and makes friends easily. His friends feel comfortable around him and often look to him for advice and leadership. Neither too intellectual nor too jock, Alex is very at ease with himself and talks to everyone, whether teenager or adult, in the same laid- back manner. He is the kind of student teachers pick to accompany guests around the school. I am sure some of the female teachers would like to pick him for a few private duties as well. Like April’s, his skin is light--their coloring is almost a perfect match, perhaps because they are cousins. His body is athletic, with a very fine muscle definition, not over done. A head of braided brown hair sets off a noble head. Light on his feet and very graceful, this youth moves like a sleek animal. A well- hung sleek animal, with eight inches of cock and a firm round ass. He is, as they say, well put together. Alex is sly. His is full of humor and fun and without meanness. He’s always neatly and cleanly dressed, mostly in jeans and t-shirts. Sometimes he wears an old gray pair of sweat pants that cling to his ass and crotch in a most sexy way, and he gets the notice of all the foxy girls. But they would notice him anyway, and wherever Alex is, you’ll also find some of the most gorgeous girls. Both April and Alex spend their summers on Martha’s Vineyard, the playground island off Cape Cod for the east coast affluent, and creative individuals who have met with financial success. The island town of Oak Bluffs has had a black community since the late l9th century. Fishing and whaling and boat building were once the natural occupations of the island residents. The old captains’ homes have now been turned into mansions for the east coast old wealthy, and the newly rich have constructed elegant contemporary homes on the hillsides overlooking the sea in the southern part of the island. The place has long had the relaxed morality of any seaside resort, only more so, since those well supplied with money can make more opportunities to sin. But the black quarter of Oak Bluffs is even more casual about the precise boundaries of sin and pleasure, even though it is well down the economic ladder. The wood frame houses of this section are modest but neat and orderly, with tended flower gardens in the front and vegetable patches in the back. The pace is lazy and friendly, and when the sun bakes the beaches and fields of the island, the trees along the sidewalks where the black folks live provide a cool dappled shade. Screen doors slam, ice tinkles in glasses, insects buzz, and even if you’re white you’re welcome if you’re a friend of someone who belongs. Or their lover. On the rest of the island they screw each other, but here in the Bluff, they fuck. On the rest of the island your bed mate might also provide you with business opportunities, but here nature is more recognized and respected. April and Alex have been spending most summers here since they were little. April’s mother, Alex’s Aunt Sally, owns a house along with one of her sisters and her husband. Another sister has a house down the street. And there are other cousins and relatives with houses scattered around a small area. During the summer in question Alex had a weekend job at the Oak Bluffs Arcade. Aunt Sally has worked full time at the Arcade each summer for years. She keeps the books, does secretarial work and other chores. She has been fucking the owner, a tall handsome white guy, ever since she got the job. Alex knew this since he was ten, when he accidentally spied on them in one of the back rooms of the Arcade. Alex worked only Friday, Saturday and Sunday. The rest of the week he was a free bird. April knows about the fucking also because once she overhead her mother telling April’s aunt how good the man's cock felt. She said that as long as she was getting off with the white guy she didn’t need any male around the house complicating her life. April’s father left home when she was six. April remembers he used to come to her bedroom before she slept and put his middle finger in her cunt, and then she would lick his finger. She used to enjoy this game and was sad when he left. There were always a lot of kids around the various houses of the neighborhood. The beach, of course, was always popular, but so was skating boarding, roller- blading, bike riding on the trails of the nature preserve, baseball at the diamond in the park, and, at almost anytime of day, jerking off. One particular day soon after the season began was overcast and a bit too cool for the beach. Alex went over to his friend Damon’s house early in the morning. Damon was a summer friend who had been coming to the island as long as Alex. Damon’s father taught at Boston University and was in Canada for a summer program and would join him and his mother later. Damon’s mother, Rebecca, also worked summers on the island as a hostess at one of the fancy hotels. That morning, Damon and Alex spent some time in Damon’s bedroom playing at his computer. They were fooling with various types of games and graphics, but not really too interested. Mostly, they were killing time. They intended to head to the beach if it warmed up later. If they followed their usual procedure, they would probably masturbate before leaving the house. April skated up to the house after the boys had been together for about an hour. She was looking for Alex, and she knew he usually came here in the morning and then the two boys would go off and do something together in the afternoon. April was at the age where she was very curious about Alex’s life. They were around each other a lot, and had been for years, but now April wanted to know more about Alex. She wanted to pry, really. Lately, she had been daydreaming about him a lot. She wondered if Alex was still a virgin, she wondered about the size of his dick. She wondered if he kissed good. His arms looked so fine and the muscles so supple. She was curious about all parts of his body, which she was now always highly aware of, and curious if her handsome cousin ever sucked pussy. Or, if he had ever sucked Damon’s cock. Damon was also an object of her pubescent fascination. Damon is also seventeen. He is interested in science. And girls. And the girls are interested in him, too. He is five feet ten tall and one of the most handsome of young men. Alex is handsome, no doubt about it, but Damon is the kind of handsome that agents look for to put in magazine ads for shirts and suits and cars and motorcycles. He’s not as athletic looking as Alex, but he’s done some skiing and rock climbing. He might be gay, he’s not sure himself, but would like to try it. He has fucked girls since he was thirteen but he sometimes gets a hard-on around certain boys at school. April knocked on the screen door and let herself in. Today she was wearing a silver halter top trimmed in black that let her nipples show through. She also put on a skimpy pair of black stretch cotton running tights that covered her to mid calf. They had a red stripe down each side. That was it. No underwear. The shorts were too tight for that, and anyway she liked to feel the breeze between her legs through the cotton when she rolled down the street. Alex greeted her from the top of the stairs. His loose cut off jeans were very short and April’s eyes tried to peer up his legs, but it was too dark in the stairway. "Hey, girl." Alex greeted her. His naturally musical voice was another thing she liked about him. "Come on down and skate with me," said April. Her natural voice, on the other hand, was more clipped and fast. "We’re gonna go to the beach later," replied Alex. "Too chilly today" declared April, and started up the stairs. It was a clunky procedure in her roller blades. Alex was a little surprised she didn’t ask permission to come up but made no move to stop her. At the top of the stairs she turned right and rolled into Damon’s room. "Ok if I come in, D?" she asked. He smiled and nodded an ok. His shorts barely covered him. "What're you doin' today?" "Nothing much," April replied. Alex followed her into the room. He noticed how prominent her nipples showed under the shinny fabric. Damon, on the other hand, was more interested in how the shorts squeezed at the v of her crotch. She indicated interest in the computer screen and asked Damon about it. He launched into a complicated explanation about file formats and pixels and exporting and importing and so on. She was standing very close to him and her skates made her taller. As his explanation lengthened and grew more involved he became very aware that, seated as he was, her pussy was at his eye level and only inches from his left cheek. He tried hard to keep his eyes on the computer screen but could not help steal a side long glance or two at her crotch, even while continuing the computer banter. As his talk continued, April, in order to pretend more interest, leaned forward and rested her elbows on the desk, her cute young face placed in her hands. She looked like a flower: her arms the stem, her hands petals, her face a fresh bloom. Damon could smell the perfume of the soap she used a short time ago. Bent over as she was, Alex, only a short distance behind them, had a clear view of her gorgeous, up-thrust ass. It was a delight for Alex and his cock began to grow quickly. April knew that Alex’s eyes were glued to the crack of her ass. She knew because of the times she was able to catch the comments directed to her by men and boys on the street. She knew her ass was special. Presently, a new mood began to quietly seep into the room. It was very slight and subtle, but all three of them, in a corner of their consciousness, seemed to feel as if everything in the room, even though remaining the same, had shifted one hundred-and-eighty degrees. The bed now seemed a dangerous place. The room seemed sinful. Their clothing too revealing. And each seemed to be aware that the other two were thinking similar thoughts. Alex had been sitting next to Damon before April’s arrival, and he climbed back into the chair again. This temporarily restored the mood of the room as it had been prior to her entry. Alex and Damon resumed their navigation through screens and menus and whatnot, and resumed their computer chatter. But the mood could not be completely recovered. Alex felt the raging hard-on he had between his legs and which made sitting difficult. And Damon, he was conscious that his dick had grown in his shorts and that his balls tingled. April sat on the edge of the bed and untied her blades. She looked at the two boys for a moment, then leaned back on the bed, her legs over the edge. She had no plan. She had no thoughts. All she knew was that she did not want to leave. When they were little kids April used to spend time in this room playing board games and goofing with Alex and Damon and other friends and cousins. But she had been here rarely in the past five years, and then only when Damon’s parents were around. Today seemed like one of those days, but different, as if just coming here she had made some assertion all three of them could not quite understand. She knew it had to be a different day because her cunt was throbbing like it had never throbbed before. If she had been alone she would have fondled her clit with her long supple fingers, and then, when she was ready to come, stick the long finger of her other hand up her asshole...while dreaming, dreaming... of... Alex. Alex was having trouble keeping up appearances with Damon. Try as he might to concentrate on the computer, thoughts from a deeper level of consciousness were breaking through. April was only a few feet away. "Cousin" flickered across his mind. "Fourteen," flashed. And "Pussy". This little impasse went on for sometime. Perhaps it was only a few minutes, perhaps dozens, it was hard to know. The only sound was the clicking of the keyboard. Alex looked over to the girl on the bed. She had lifted herself on her elbows and was gazing straight at him. She was grinning. Then, without any forethought, Alex said to her, "Girl, what do you want?" April considered some possible replies, then said in a voice just loud enough to be heard, "Whatever you want to give me." All the sexual charge that had been in the room returned, stronger. "Yeah, and what would you do with it?" he asked, and though it seemed impossible, his dick got even more stiff. "Whatever you want me to do," the girl whispered, and moved her legs apart enough for them to notice. There was a brief moment when nothing in the room moved. Even time. They seemed even to stop breathing. Then Alex stood up, took a step toward the bed, unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall to the floor. Alex didn’t know how serious his little girl cousin was, but he was ready to show his dick to her and see where that would lead. Now at least one of April’s questions about Alex was satisfied. She was astounded at how large and magnificent it looked. Rising up between Alex’s strong golden thighs was a cock around which he could easily wrap both hands. The taught skin had a sheen like a polished apple. It looked incredibly rigid. And the flared head did in fact look like a delicious exotic fruit giving off a glow from the light of the window. It was on the tip that April’s gaze was fixed. Her brain had ceased to work as it took in the sight, except a little practical corner of her mind told her she couldn’t get that big a thing into her virgin pussy. Just look at Alex’s balls, she thought, the thing that hung below his cock was as big as a baseball. April’s nipples grew extremely hard and her pussy very slick. She sat up and leaned toward her older cousin. Gently, so as not to hurt, she put both hands around the member. Alex looked down at her, smiling. Damon was watching with widened eyes. She traced the cock’s outline with the tips of her fingers, carefully applied pressure to the head. She was amazed that the head felt like the silly putty she played with as a kid. But the long shaft seemed so hard. She was astonished that boys could do this. One hand went below and cupped his balls. They were hairless and very heavy feeling. She let her fingers play in his pubic hair. It was a toy, she thought. The best toy to play with she had ever seen. And how fine it was to be connected to Alex, to be Alex’s toy, a toy he carried with him everywhere he went. It was with him at the beach. It was with him when he played sports, and with him when he was at the dinner table and in bed at night. How clever Alex was and how he impressed her. But she was a modern woman, even if a young one. She knew that her toy, the toy she had between her legs, was marvelous too. A great joy came over April and she hugged his cock against her cheek. Damon sat watching all this, transfixed. His cock was hard and leaking fluid. He and Alex had been jerking off together since they were twelve. But it had always been the two of them, not three, and now there was a third person, a girl, and she was Alex’s young cousin. He had thought more than once about fucking April and now it looked like it would happen. April moved her mouth over to the head of Alex’s cock. She pressed the flat of her tongue against it. A slippery fluid was oozing out, which she licked up. She kissed his cock up one side and down the other. She tongued the long underside. She squeezed it with both hands and rubbed it on her cheek. Alex thought with satisfaction that his was the first cock she had ever played with, and it made him hot. Finally, with a little bit of effort, April opened her lips wide and was just able to fit the large head into her mouth. She was just getting used to the sensation when Alex bent his knees, thrust forward with his pelvis, and let forth with such a gush of adolescent boy juice it startled all three of them. He held April’s head to keep from tumbling. Deep spasms, one after another, moved again and again over his thigh and groin muscles and asshole, propelling his vigorous semen through his cock and out into the world. April got a good taste, but there was so much and she was so unprepared she backed away and the remainder hit her cheeks, her nose, went up her nose, on her chin, forehead and she even got a little in her ear. It dribbled down her neck and rolled between her breasts. She laughed and felt quite pleased with herself. She leaned back onto her elbows to catch her breath and with Alex's come all over her, looked quite fetching. Damon, like the gentleman he was raised to be, went and got a damp washcloth for her. Alex kicked out of his shorts and collapsed across the bed. Damon lay on the bed also, April between them. He began to fondle her firm breasts and pull gently on her nipples. She lay back and stretched her arms over her head. "What if you’re mother comes home?" she asked him, gazing with a languid look at his handsome face. He grinned at her and his even white teeth shone. "She won’t," he said, and chuckled. Alex was on the other side of her, lazily fingering his cock, which had softened just slightly. The two of them giggled because Damon’s answer guaranteed nothing and the danger only added to the pleasure. April spread her legs to indicate she wanted some attention there. She was still dressed. Damon slid his hand from her chest across her belly and down to her crotch. The heat of her pussy was incredible. He could feel the dampness through the thin taut fabric. Girl April was a hot number, no doubt about it. His middle finger began to set a slow up-and-down rhythm. Good, long strokes, and when he got to the top he made a little sideways motion with his fingertip. A girl he knew taught him this. April began to breathe hard. The heat from her pussy began to spread. She said something to Damon that he didn’t hear. He leaned close to her and put his tongue in her mouth. She began to suck on it and groan at the same time. "Take it out!" the girl said when they paused for breath. Damon looked puzzled. "You’re cock!" she explained. It thrilled her to be using the word for the first time to mean a real cock, a specific boy’s cock, the one that she was about to hold and suck. "Cock," she said again. "I want your cock, your dick." She was panting. "I want dick!" she hissed. They undressed and lay on the bed again, but this time Damon’s head was at her cunt and April now had what she wanted just a few inches from her nose. There were so many new thrills, arriving so fast. April loved the smell of his groin so much it made her dizzy. The clean smell of soap mixed with the young musky animal smell of Damon was like a drug that went directly to and awakened her animal being. Pictures of dogs and horses flashed across her mind. The boy put his tongue between the lips of the girl’s cunt. He worked it down in deeper and she sighed and cried and moaned in turns. She raised one thigh and pushed her vagina forward for his mouth. This is the first time a boy is doing this to me she thought. It was so fine and so right, just what these parts of the body were made for. Debbie had licked her last year and she had licked Debbie but that was sort of play and they really were reserved about it and never got very hot. But that thought melted quickly away and, as Damon continued, she drifted to a space of disconnected thoughts, halfway between words and pictures. From down in her chest, between her thrust out breasts, a growl- moan sound began. The vibration of the sound was all she felt, and didn’t hear the sound at all. He would have to stop these things! It was too good! It was like too much sugar. It was like too much merry-go-round. It was too much cunt, and pussy and wet tongue and two boys was too much because now Alex had his tongue in her asshole and that sly bastard devil with enormous cock was going to make her explode. She wanted to curse them because the pleasure was so intense it was driving her in opposite directions. She wanted to worship them and be them and take them into herself and scream they were dirty fucking nigger bastards sluts with big nigger cocks white cum slave boy asshole kill me die. Her orgasm flooded out over Damon and mixed with his saliva. She squeezed and squeezed her cunt around his tongue and squeezed her ass on the face that pressed up against her anus. Time passed. In awhile she could hear the birds frisking in the trees again. When she opened her eyes Damon’s cock was still in her face. What a fine cock is was. Very pretty. She noted it’s size wasn’t quite as large as Alex’s, but it was most beautifully shaped and just as rigid. She would have to do something with it. He hadn’t yet come. She sat up between them. Each boy took a breast in his mouth and started to suck. April rubbed their necks and held their heads against her like they were two special trophies. Two such fine boys as these deserved her tits, of which she was very proud. She arched her back and pushed out her chest. She gave them as if they were objects of mysterious grandeur and was overjoyed how carefully they were being worshipped. Their mouths spent a long time at them and made her hard nipples painfully swollen. She stopped them and rose from the bed. She motioned to Alex and he got up. "Lay down," she whispered and indicated he should lie on the rug at the foot of the bed. She got a pillow and put it under his head, then got on hands and knees over him. They looked into each other’s eyes and had big grins on their bright faces. "You been fucked before, cousin?" Alex asked her. "Not with a cock...just fingers...I want yours first." "Ok", he said softly, "Take it." She eased her pussy over the head. Actually, she was not sure she could do this. Could she fit such a large one the first time? But she liked Alex too much to stop now and wanted his cock in her. Will power would see her through. When she was certain they were lined up correctly she began to push down. There was an initial spreading open. A little further, a little more stretching. A little bit more. There was pain. Then a lot of pain. She backed off. She tried again. Alex remained still. It continued to hurt. Maybe Damon’s smaller cock should be first. No, she wanted Alex, big as he was. Now that even a little of Alex was in her it seemed even larger. She pushed down again, almost against her will. Her eyes screwed shut against the pain. She came up again, almost ready to give up. Her breath was fast and shallow. Her face showed fear and was filmed with perspiration. She feared the pain would be too great. But April was an aggressive little girl, determined to get what she wanted. She grit her teeth, shifted her weight back and squat down hard. It opened her up and Alex’s cock was in her. All if it. It hurt like hell. It stung. She bit her lip. She cried. She could only hold it a short time. She eased herself off and sat on the floor. Her knees up and spread wide, her cunt throbbing, she felt as though a huge opening had been made between her legs. The pain had been more than expected. The tears rolled off her cheeks. She doubted she could continue. Damon and Alex told her it was ok, it would get better, the pain would lessen. They hoped they were right. And after a time it did start to fade. On balance, the pleasure seemed greater than the pain and finally, after resting, she decided she was going to continue. Damon had been watching from the bed. He got up and got something from his dresser. "Try this" he told them. It was a small bottle of mineral oil and he poured some over Alex’s cock. The two boys were familiar with the oil, which they used when they jerked-off. Damon spread it up and down the shaft, his hands lingering on the cock much longer than necessary. He loved that he and Alex were having this experience together. April tried again. April was not mechanically inclined but she knew enough to know that oil helped to fit things into tight places. And it did help a lot. She eased her pussy down again, this time with much less effort, and soon had all of her cousin's dick in her once more. She made small movements at first. The sharp pain had faded away and now the dull ache that was left began to turn into pleasure. Little April had her cousin’s giant dick in her young cunt and it was feeling better by the minute, maybe even great. She began to pump. Meanwhile, Damon had slicked his dick with oil and got behind the girl, who was now giving off small sounds of lust. He grabbed her hips to hold her still. He wanted that little round ass. April knew what was going to happen and liked the idea. Damon spread her cheeks apart and looked at her tight rosebud hole. Just below it, emerging from between April’s legs, was the gleaming underside of Alex’s cock, and below that, his tight balls. Damon used his tongue on April first and then licked what he could reach of Alex’s dick and balls. He felt like an intruder, but a very welcome one judging from the moans and groans he could hear from the other two. When Alex and April began to pump together Damon figured he didn’t have much time. He put the head of his cock against her asshole and pushed his way in. It was surprisingly easy to do. It took some time for them to adjust to the correct angles and find comfortable positions. The two on top set up a rocking sort of motion, and Alex, the foundation of this menage a trois, thrust upward with his cock when they gave him enough space. Enough friction was had by all to begin building up to another orgasm. They began to merge into a group fuck mode. Thoughts tumbled and crashed through their heads and mixed with thoughts that seemed to come from the other two. In and out, up and down, this three way connection was more than the sum of its parts. Before April finally let go, before she melted away as an individual into the dark warm womb of the earth, a singular thought began to well its way up from deep within her, so deep it seemed to be making its way to the surface from each tiny cell of her body, from even the encoded molecules of each cell. The word that slowly bubbled to the surface, like the bubbles from the aqua lung of a deep sea driver, that word that formed itself in the core of her mind, and which burst forth with bright realization, was... s..l..u..t. That was the word. That’s what she was. She realized, she realized she was—a slut. It was really true. That was what lay at the core of her being, her most inner self. She was a slut. Whatever else she might be to the world, whatever job or role she was to have, or attitude she presented, deep down inside she was a slut. A very happy slut. A very happy, teenage black girl slut. She now knew it was her fate, her greedy fate, to want and have as much cock as she could get from now and forever, to the end of her life. She knew now that what a man had between his legs would always fascinate her, and she would always desire it. In her mind she saw an array of hard dicks, scores and scores of them, attached to many handsome boys and men, and knew she would have them all. It was very satisfying for her to know this. She had found the core, and it mattered less what she found there, as the fact that she had arrived there and had made the discovery. Tears of joy filled her eyes. Big, slut tears. To be continued... Comments welcome: ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 47