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April, Slut
by Julian (ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com)
***
April, a beautiful fourteen year old smart black girl,
discovers she likes cock... lots of it. (mf-teens,
youths, voy, inc, intr, orgy)
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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...
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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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