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Authors name: Mortimer Snerd (ibcnu@hotmail.com)
Story title : Vicki's Lessons
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Vicki's Lessons
by Mortimer Snerd (ibcnu@hotmail.com)
***
A 14-year-old white boy is conned into babysitting a 9-
year-old black girl. He gets over his resentment when
the two become friends, then torrid lovers. (m-teen/f-
pre, ped, intr, 1st, rom)
***
The summer I was 14, my older sister (23) had a friend
from out-of-town who would come to visit nearly every
weekend. She was a couple of years older than my
sister, a single mom, and black (my family is
Caucasian). Never seeming to have a babysitter lined
up, she always brought along her daughter, a 9-year-old
girl named Vicki.
The two women would always take off and leave me to
watch her, which I thought was pretty inconsiderate,
but I got used to it after a time or two, and didn't
mind it as much as I let on. Vicki was actually no
trouble at all, and instead of seeing her as a royal
pain in the ass, we sort of became friends.
As the school year began, Vicki started bringing along
her Friday homework, and I would help her with it. She
was particularly bad at Math, which I was good at, so
she appreciated my input. (She went to an inner-city
school, and I don't think she got a lot of personal
instruction.)
Many a Saturday afternoon, we sat side-by-side on the
family room couch, working our way through her
assignments. My mom would be working, my sister and her
friend would be out having a good time and Vicki and I
would have the house to ourselves. Usually, we'd turn
on the radio for some quiet music while we worked. I
actually began to look forward to these times, and
Vicki and I became close, despite our age and racial
differences.
One Wednesday, right around the end of September, I got
a big, fat envelope in the mail. It was from Vicki, and
it was a love-letter! She poured out her little heart
in it, saying how she wanted to be my girlfriend,
wanted to give me kisses, etc. etc. etc. It was pretty
mushy stuff, and at first I was amused... then
embarrassed.
I mean, I had a 9-year-old girl throwing herself at me!
If any of my friends at school got wind of it, I'd
never live it down. Then it occurred to me, none of
them would need to know, as they would probably never
meet Vicki anyway. She lived over an hour away, and we
only saw each other on weekends. Hmmm… she was a cute
little thing, and taller than average for a 9-year-old,
so she didn't really seem like some little squirt...
Call me crazy, but I tend to be attracted to younger
girls. The girls in my own grade always seemed like
prissy little bitches; while I got along with (and had
dated) several girls from the class below me... even
one from two grades down, although I took a lot of
ribbing for it.
Going for someone as young as Vicki had never crossed
my mind, but not because age was a real issue to me. It
just would never have occurred to me that someone that
young would be interested. But the girl obviously had a
major crush on me, and I couldn't help but feel
flattered. I had come to like her, anyway, so the
thought of us as more than friends wasn't that much of
a leap. As I contemplated what it would be like to kiss
those full, brown lips, I felt a familiar stirring in
my crotch, and my imagination took off. Why not, I
thought? Let's see where this goes.
The next weekend (early October, and a nice, Indian-
summer warm spell), I was paying more attention to
Vicki as a girl, instead of just a kid. She had arrived
wearing a short, stretchy skirt, a matching tank top,
and flip-flops. Her legs and feet were otherwise bare,
and I admired their slender curves and the rich sheen
of her mahogany-brown skin. Her arms were bare, too,
and her tank top would have given me sneak-peeks at her
breasts, if she'd had any... there were only little,
pre-pubescent bumps on her chest, showing through the
fabric.
Somehow, I found their very innocence far sexier than
the fully-developed tits displayed with great pride by
the girls my own age, as if to say, "Come see what I've
got! Like it? You can't have it!" She had just begun to
narrow at the waist and spread at the hips, starting to
lose her little-girl shape, hinting at her looming
transition into puberty. Her curly hair was pulled back
in a tight ponytail, resting gently against her
delicate neck. Now that I'd started looking at her this
way, it was like seeing her for the first time, and I
liked what I saw.
We soon found ourselves alone in the house again, her
brown thigh warm against mine as we sat on the couch.
Even that was giving me a hard-on, now! But Vicki was
much quieter than usual... she'd hardly said three
words beyond yes/no answers about her homework.
I obviously needed to break the ice. "Got your letter,"
I said casually.
"I figured," she said, not looking at me.
"It sort of caught me off-guard, if you know what I
mean," I went on.
Vicki then looked up at me. "I was kind of hoping you'd
feel the same way," she said, her eyes tearing up.
Those tears did it. Everything else aside, Vicki was my
friend, and I didn't like seeing her upset. I took her
head between my hands and pulled her full; brown lips
to mine, kissing her deeply. She melted into me,
putting an arm up around my neck.
Her face was small, but her mouth was more generous
than many of the girls I'd kissed before, and I found
her surprisingly exciting! The fresh taste of her
youth, and the smell of her sweet, brown skin, were
enough to overcome any lingering hang-ups. I put both
arms around her and threw myself into this, pulling her
tightly to me. She responded enthusiastically, wrapping
both arms behind my neck and locking her lips to mine,
her forgotten tears still salty on her cheeks.
The erotic force of our meeting had taken me completely
by surprise. Here I was, making out with this little
girl who had so recently been just a kid I was forced
to baby-sit, and it felt as right as magnets being
drawn together. I found myself getting more aroused
than I'd been with any other girl, ever.
Part of it, I suppose, was the fact that I had to be
her first guy, so it was like taking a virgin. But
mostly, I think it was my natural preference for
younger girls, which was now getting satisfied in
spades. The young, innocent waif I had always really
wanted was exactly what I now had in my arms. I had
been tutoring Vicki in her schoolwork, and now I had an
opportunity to tutor her in the art of love!
Continuing to kiss her (I don't think Vicki would have
stopped yet, even if I'd wanted to), I began to stroke
her back, then her arm, then her shoulder, going for
the "feel" that I'd always tried with older girls, with
about 50% success. But Vicki was too young to have
learned any of that "can't touch this" crap, and she
had no problem with it as my hand found her undeveloped
chest.
I tenderly began to rub one of her nipples, and I was
rewarded with her erotic response... Vicki hadn't known
what to expect, but I had figured that a woman's
nipples would be sensitive no matter how small her
breasts, and I was right. Vicki's breathing sped up,
her lips began to get hotter, and she started to
murmur, making sexy, un-little-girl-like sounds. She
was obviously getting aroused, and that in turn was
getting me hotter.
I reached for one of her knees, fondling that, then
working my hand up the inside of her warm, brown thigh.
She was sitting with her legs somewhat parted, so it
was a simple matter to make my way under her short
skirt, further along her soft, tender leg and up to her
panties. They were slightly damp at the crotch, and I
pressed against this with my fingers, rubbing gently.
Vicki began breathing hard enough that we had to break
off our kissing for a moment, and she just held tight
to me, shuddering lightly, as I stroked her young
pussy. This was about as far as I had ever gotten with
a girl before (although never between her bare legs,
always feeling her through her pants), so I wasn't
totally surprised with the way Vicki seemed to be
eating it up... but I hadn't been sure just how good it
would feel to a 9-year-old, and I was encouraged to see
how much she enjoyed it.
I kept fondling her there for several minutes, then
withdrew my hand and allowed Vicki's breathing to slow
down, returning to her nipples with slow, lazy
caresses. Vicki eventually pulled back to look at me,
her face glowing with adoration, and I kissed her once.
"Do you really want to be my girlfriend?" I asked her.
"Oh, yes!" she said, hugging me hard.
"Am I your first boyfriend?" I said, knowing the
answer.
"Uh-huh," she replied, "all the boys I know are jerks,
except for you."
"You sure seem to be a quick learner. You kiss like a
pro," I told her honestly.
"I want you to teach me everything," she said, pulling
me to her lips again.
Well, my own experience wasn't all that extensive, but
to Vicki, I must have seemed like a wealth of worldly
wisdom… and I did know a thing or two about sex, even
if it was only from reading about it. So I decided to
forge ahead in the role of teacher, and see what else
Vicki could learn.
As we kissed, I lifted her small weight and turned her
to face me, sitting her on my lap with her legs
straddling to either side. She kicked off her flip-
flops at the same time, then wiggled forward on her
knees to press against me. I now had both hands free
for stroking her nipples, which I did for several
minutes as we kissed. Vicki once again moaned and
murmured to indicate her pleasure.
At some point, my hands wound up behind her, pulling
her more tightly to me. Her warm crotch pressed against
my raging hard-on, and I could feel her heat through my
shorts and her panties. I began to move my hips,
grinding us together, and I was pleased when Vicki
started matching my rhythm, her breathing getting
faster again. I was holding her by the ass, now,
pinning us together as things got more and more
intense... my own breathing was speeding up, by this
time.
Wanting to get my hands on more of her, I eased her
skirt up out of the way, taking one tender ass-cheek in
each palm and squeezing gently. She felt so soft, so
smooth and delicious in my hands and in my mouth, yet
so hot and urgent at my crotch! On impulse, I slid one
hand down the back of Vicki's panties, finding the warm
crevice between her cheeks and stroking it. This was
beyond anything I had ever done with a girl before, but
it seemed to work... her breathing got downright
ragged, and she began humping against me harder than
ever.
I slid one finger down as far as I could, just past the
sweet moistness of her young hole, and pressed it
against her there, pulling her to me hard. That's when
she went over the edge into her first orgasm. Her
little body stiffened and shook, and I could feel her
pussy twitching against my rock-hard dick. She broke
the kiss, gasping, as we rode it out, my finger
stroking her young ass-cleavage to make sure her
pleasure was complete.
I had made a girl come! This was something totally new
to me, and it was so exciting that I had almost come in
my own shorts at the same time. And I remembered
reading somewhere that women want sex the most when
they've just had it, so I knew that I was in for a
great afternoon! Vicki and I would be learning
together, although she didn't need to know that, yet.
Once she caught her breath, Vicki had lots of questions
about what had just happened between us. I explained
that boys and girls who care about each other can show
it by making each other feel really good, like we had
just done. I told her that when it reaches its best, it
takes over your whole body for a moment, in what's
called an orgasm... and that this was what she had
experienced a few minutes ago.
"Is that why your thing felt so hard under me? Did I
make you feel good, too?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah!" I answered, "but there's lots more we can
do. Want to find out?"
"You said so yourself, I'm a quick learner," she said,
leaning in to kiss me again. She wanted to go further,
and I was ready to take her there!
Partly muffled by her kisses, I managed to say, "Let's
take off our shirts. You take mine off, then I'll take
off yours." Vicki liked this idea, so she immediately
took a hold of my t-shirt and pulled it off me. I then
took her tank top, and ever-so-slowly raised it up, to
her up-stretched arms, then past her shoulders, then
off her head.
Her young, ebony chest was now bare in front of me, and
I reached up to caress her deep-brown nipples, while
she tenderly touched my own, sending a shiver up my
spine. I leaned in to kiss her on the lips, then on the
chin, then her delicate throat, and finally her chest.
As I took one young nipple in my mouth and began to
suck on it, Vicki sighed and held my head to her,
stroking my hair and my back. She tasted so fresh, and
her young, brown skin smelled so sweet! Her breast-buds
swelled in my mouth, as I suckled on first one, then
the other. I could swear they were growing before my
eyes, as I helped bring out the woman in my eager young
pupil.
Still focusing on her ebony nipples, I lifted Vicki
from my lap, turning with her to lay side-by-side on
the couch. I pulled down a light blanket from up on the
back of the couch, to give us some partial cover. As I
continued suckling her, I gently tugged down her skirt
and panties, sliding them out from under her butt and
off her legs. Vicki helped me, so I knew I wasn't
pushing her faster than she already wanted to go!
I was dying to get a full-length look at my little
brown girlfriend, but for now I kept the blanket over
her from the belly down, so she wouldn't feel too
exposed. I let my one hand do the looking for me,
feeling my way down past her naked hips, along one
smooth, silky thigh, then back up to her quivering,
hairless pussy.
Trusting me now, Vicki spread her legs apart enough to
allow me to touch her there freely. I had my hand on my
first bare pussy! She was so warm there, and I could
feel the moistness between the lips. I slipped one
finger into the moistness, which sent a jolt of
pleasure through Vicki's body, and she gasped.
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.
"No!" she said, huskily, "This feels even better than
before! Please, keep touching me there!"
I needed no further encouragement. I found the entrance
to Vicki's young vagina, and then I quickly slid my
moistened finger up into her hot, tight wetness. She
gasped again and arched her back, driving me into her
even deeper. I held her like that for a moment, then
raised my head to take her lips in mine, again. Vicki
threw her arms around me, kissing me passionately.
I began to slide my finger in and out of her tight
young cunt, finding her clitoris with the palm of my
hand and rubbing her there as well. I knew enough about
female anatomy to know that this was the main source of
Vicki's pleasure, and I gave it lots of attention. It
didn't take long, and Vicki once again went into an
orgasm, her tight, preteen cunt spasming hotly around
my finger, as her back arched and her body shuddered.
This second climax seemed to go on forever, and I made
sure Vicki got every ounce of pleasure I could give
her. Her cunt actually seemed to grow in between
spasms, as if the act of having an orgasm itself was
quickly exercising her into womanly readiness. I
started to wonder if this little girl might possibly be
able to go all the way with me!
Finally, Vicki rode it out, and I slowed my stroking to
lazy caresses, leaving my finger buried within her.
"You make me feel so wonderful!" she said, "I want to
make you feel the same way!"
"I feel wonderful just being with you like this," I
told her, and meant it. "The only way a girl can make a
boy feel any better than this is to let him put his
'thing' where my finger is now..." (I wiggled it in her
cunt, for emphasis) "…and I don't think you're old
enough for that, yet," I said.
"Like heck!" she retorted, then pounced on top of me,
kissing me madly. She was rising to my challenge, just
as I'd hoped she would! I reluctantly pulled my finger
out of her, taking her in my arms as she attacked me. I
caught just a whiff of her pussy-juices on my hand, and
it was intoxicating.
Vicki's new-found sexual energy was a force to be
reckoned with. Knowing what she wanted now, she slid
her hand down my shorts, finding my aching erection and
stroking it. This was so unexpected and so pleasurable
that it sent a shock-wave through my body, making me
powerless to resist (as if I’d wanted to!) as she
pulled off my remaining clothes and climbed on top of
me.
Suddenly, my throbbing dick was between her young,
brown thighs, and their heat alone was electrifying.
But before I could get too used to it, Vicki started
rubbing her slick, hairless pussy against me, its moist
lips sliding up and down my shaft. I knew I couldn't
take much of that, so I quickly reached down to get
myself in position.
Crossing my fingers that I could get this right, I put
the head of my aching cock where I thought her vagina
must be, and I started to push. Luck was with me, and
the head of my dick slipped into her heat. I pushed
again, and another inch-and-a-half slid up into her
tight, slippery quim... GOD, she felt good! Again, and
I was... unnhh! ...I was halfway into her, blood
pounding in my cock and in my ears! Again, an...
MMMMMGHH!!!
This time Vicki pushed back hard, driving me all the
way up into her deliciously hot, tight preteen cunt!
She groaned deeply as I finished penetrating her, and I
just hung there frozen for a moment, my cock pulsing
deep within her tight, young body, fireworks going off
in my head and balls! I was screwing a girl for the
first time, and not just any girl, my exotic little
black princess, a 9-year-old virgin!!
Her smooth, brown skin against mine was achingly
beautiful to look at, and she smelled so sweet. Her
eager mouth was locked to mine again, and I hungrily
drank in her fresh, young taste. I was buried deep
between her legs, her smooth pussy-lips kissing my
balls, her heat and tightness a power all their own.
The scent of her fully-awakened sex was in the air,
now, as we began to pump back and forth, and I quickly
went over the edge into my own climax. As I spurted
gouts of my long-pent-up semen into her young, brown
body, she tipped over into her third orgasm, clamping
onto me and milking me of every last drop.
As we calmed down, afterward, still locked together, I
decided I had to confess. "Vicki, I have to tell you
that you're not the only one who learned some things,
today. I did, too."
"Really? What did you have to learn?" she asked
quizzically.
"I've never done this much with a girl, before," I
admitted, "so in a way, you taught me!"
Vicki giggled, amused by that, then she snuggled
against my chest to show she didn’t care, one way or
the other. "Let's just say we taught each other," she
said.
"That's kind of nice, that we were both each other's
‘first’!" With that, I kissed her again, holding my
little ebony princess, my dick still hard inside her,
pumping lazily in and out of her hot, pre-pubescent
cunt.
We made love three more times, that afternoon,
including some light oral sex both ways. Vicki’s young
pussy tasted like the sweetest of nectar, and her
generous lips were like heaven on my trembling shaft. I
don't think we ever finished her homework, that
weekend.
**
From then on, the weekends were all about Vicki and me
and our new-found passion. Each Saturday that she came
down, I made sure she “came” over and over. The
homework got done, too, but we always made sure we had
time for us to cuddle together, enjoying each other. We
would usually begin on the couch, making out as we
pulled each other’s clothes off, but I started taking
Vicki into my bedroom after that first time, since it
was more private and comfortable.
Many an afternoon was spent in my bed with her,
ravishing my young, ebony princess as she took me into
her smooth, silky body again and again, her moans of
pleasure like music in my ears. I knew Vicki was too
young to get pregnant (a side-benefit of our age-
difference), so I wasn’t worried about the gallons of
semen I must have poured into her eager body, over the
course of our love affair. Someday, we might have to
deal with that problem, but not now.
That was a fall and winter I will never forget. I
wished it could go on forever. Unfortunately, I never
had the chance to worry about Vicki getting pregnant.
My sister and Vicki's mom had some big falling-out,
that following April, and I never saw her again.
We wrote a few times, but seriously, what do a 9-year-
old and a 14-year-old have to talk about, really? I
knew that our affair was over, so one day I just quit
writing. Vicki would be hurt, but she’d get over it and
move on to someone else. Whoever he was, I hoped he
treated her like the princess she was to me.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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