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April, Slut - 3
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, mast, oral, anal, orgy)
***
April's visit had taken up only about forty minutes.
But it was valuable time and Alex had to hurry in order
to get everything ready for opening. Tom Stafford was a
good guy but could be a grumpy old dude and the man
liked things done in just a certain way. He usually
arrived by ten and it was twenty of by now and Alex
hurried April into her clothes. She barely had time to
tie her laces when he unlocked the night entrance and
shooed her out the door.
She walked out into the sunshine a pretty proud pup:
she had come for another pull on Alex's delicious dick
and got what she wanted, and the pride showed in her
walk. Her figure could set off the radar of men a block
away and that's just what happened when Tom, who had
just parked his car down the street from the Arcade,
spied her.
"Who is this tough bitch?" he thought to himself the
instant his eyes fixed on her. A moment later he
realized it was April, the child of the women he'd been
fucking for years. He'd been watching the girl blossom
over the past few summers and was delighted to have not
recognized her momentarily, pleased to be unexpectedly
stunned by her sexuality.
He was not above thinking how he'd like to fuck the
child, how good his cock would feel between such hot
young thighs. Not that he was displeased with what her
mother had to offer him. She was a very good looking
sensuous woman who could please a man like him
completely. But her daughter presented a temptation few
men could resist. April looked like an apple fallen not
far from the tree. And such ripe and perfect young
fruit had to be eaten, otherwise it would spoil
quickly. And actually, this was not very far from how
April felt about herself too.
These thoughts began to stir his middle aged cock to
life. She was walking up the street toward the car and
as she got closer so did his dick grow harder. Creases
of denim radiated from the crotch of her shorts. The
sun cast shadows under her nipples. He was in a
momentary panic. He couldn't avoid saying hello to her,
but if she stopped to talk, she might notice his hard-
on.
She did finally notice him sitting there and came over
to the car. He rolled down the window on the passenger
side. Christ! there were so many hot teenage cunts
crawling over the island in summer; there were so many
of them jammed into his Arcade at night, flaunting
their hot browned bodies for the boys to notice.
Tom drooled over them all the time, and here was one of
them now sticking her beautiful head through his car
window. He had tried to keep April out of his sexual
thoughts as much as possible because of her mother,
because of Alex and all the complications involved. But
it was impossible with girl like her, who had all the
appeal of a grown women, only smaller sized.
"Hi," she smiled at him, as she leaned down toward the
window. As she bent forward he had a view over the top
of her open blouse and could see well into the cleavage
of her firm breasts. Her skin was as beautifully
radiant and flawless there as on her face.
"April! How nice to see you," he said with mock
surprise and exaggerated formality. "You need a ride
someplace?" he added without thinking and because he
could smell her fresh cleanliness and it made him
nervous. She accepted the offer immediately and without
any suspicion because after all this was Tom, whom she
had known for years and for a child her age adults
simply existed to serve the needs and interests of
children, and for money.
If the thought even crossed her mind about Tom and sex,
she hardly took seriously a person of his age even
thought about sex much, and she certainly couldn't
possibly conceive being turned on by a man, and a white
one at that, whom she regarded with as much sexual
interest as, say, a lawn mower.
But he was handsome, with wisps of gray at his temples
and she was proud he was her mother's lover.
With April seated beside him now he had to force all
his powers of concentration in order not to make a
foolish mistake. She had asked him to drive her to
Edgartown, where she intended to do some shopping.
Perhaps there was another, more sexy bathing suit she
needed to purchase.
Poor Tom. His hard-on was raging and he desperately
wanted to squeeze it and he could feel its head getting
wet. April, either out of innocence or perverseness,
was sitting with her left leg cocked and her left foot
tucked under her right knee, her thighs open about as
wide as they could be without actually bumping Tom. As
he maneuvered through the town traffic and on to the
road toward Edgartown, he stole slight quick glances at
the wonderful sight beside him. He stared openly when
she turned to look out the window. Her breasts, so
beautiful and perfectly formed and high were affecting
his breathing, causing it to become shallow and
strained.
If the silence in the car was causing April any
discomfort Tom was in no condition to notice, as he was
barely able to keep his thoughts arranged logically.
"Please," he thought with guilty stealth, "please
April...how beautiful it would be...please let me slide
my dick into you. Can I? Please let me suck your
tits...I could make you feel so fine... please, baby,
let me eat your pussy... young pussy, I'll eat it for
you real good. I'll bet you'll like it. I'll bet it's
sooo sweeeet! Ah, yes. You can have this hard dick.
Just feel it! I fuck your mother with it! I'll show you
how. Don't be afraid. All you have to do is suck on it.
That's right. Oh jesus. Just like that. Ah! Oh you
little bitch!"
As the car moved along the beach road toward Edgartown,
his teenage passenger savored the post-fuck throb in
her cunt put there by Alex's marvelous cock. She was
unaware of the driver's lascivious thoughts about her
and would have been genuinely shocked had she known.
"So! April!" Tom blurted, startling her with his
loudness, "how was school?" You finished what, ten days
ago?"
"Oh," she sighed, "oh, it was just fine." These adults
always asked the same stupid questions and never
listened to the answers anyway. He probably was going
to ask her now what grade she'd be going into.
"What grade will you be going into?"
"Tenth," she said, and into order to make it easier for
him, added "I like it a lot and I'm gonna stay on the
school paper and be an assistant editor next year. My
grades are pretty good. I like to write. But I might
join the debate team because I'm thinking maybe being a
lawyer. I'm still on the soccer team. My advisor thinks
I should start thinking about colleges even now. I
don't want to, do you think I should? — I want to enjoy
high school more before I do that. Then one of my
English teachers said I was a good poet and should
write more."
Then she giggled and stopped talking because she wanted
to blurt out: "And I just got my brains fucked out by
my cousin Alex right on your couch!"
He giggled too because he thought she was as nervous as
he, and he couldn't think of anything to say. Soon the
car was passing the beautiful large homes on the edge
of Edgartown. Then the streets became narrow and
covered in canopies of trees. He pulled to the curb in
front of the Harbor View Inn, where she said she would
get out.
Her slender hand was on the door handle when Tom
stopped her.
"Wait! I have something for you."
She looked over at him with a quizzical smile and
waited while he fumbled out his wallet.
"I want you to have this. When is your birthday?—this
is for your, ah, birthday. Right? Here!" He handed her
two twenty dollar bills and, looking her in the eyes,
continued "you're getting pretty grown up now and can
use this, right? Sure, take it" and he thrust the money
at her.
"Mr. Stafford! Thank you. Thank you very much." she
beamed. She was surprised that her mother's employer
seemed to have recognized she was no longer a child,
and that pleased her. "Yes, I just had my birthday!"
she declared, then added, "...my half birthday!" She
laughed, flashing her dimples and leaning forward to
plant a firm full kiss, warm and tender, on his cheek.
The youthful smell of her close body sent a spasm
through his groin and tightened his balls. Then the
next moment she sprang out and was gone.
He watched her ass as she moved down the street. He
watched her dreamily and thought that kiss, and the
sight of her lovely bottom, was well worth a measly
forty bucks. For her part, April, as she swung through
the door to go into her favorite clothing store, amused
herself by noting that Mr. Stafford was a handsome old
dude and she could understand her mother's attraction
to him, but really, a man his age should not wear
shorts that showed his hard-on like that.
Tom sat with an ache in his balls. It only increased
his frustration further now that he was able to touch
himself as he wished the teenager had. He drove off and
took a different route back to the Arcade. Near the
airstrip he pulled off onto a little used rutted dirt
road. Back where it became almost a trail surrounded by
high weeds he stopped the car and got out.
In the silence all he could hear was the warm brisk
wind moving large puffs of fair weather clouds across
the center of the island. He let his shorts drop around
the scuffed running shoes at his feet. His dick, which
had never lost its hard from the time he picked her up,
was stimulated further by the wind. He slipped back
into a dreamy state. He imagined the girl kneeling
before him and soon shot one of his biggest loads in
years.
***
Across the beaches of the island the surf continued its
ancient rhythm. Cali and Alex had an old rhythm too,
young as they were.
Cali would not let Alex fuck her since she was "saving"
this part for some special occasion. But the fifteen
year old would suck him off on a regular basis, and he
would frequently lap her pussy which she held open to
him, the better to reach her clit. Alex liked her taste
a lot. She was always sweet and clean and fresh. He
taught her to suck his dick when she was twelve, three
summers ago, after they had been wresting and playing
around the ball field after dark.
A small group of boys and girls had gathered there to
smoke forbidden cigarettes, make smutty talk, and to
cop whatever feels of each other they could manage away
from the lighted streets. April was too young to be
there. Everyone was on their own on these occasions,
but this particular night Cali and Alex seemed to hover
around each other a lot.
Eventually the group broke up and the two youngsters
slowly drifted away in the darkness, and under the
trees in back of the shed at the far end of the field
she went down on him. Now, having practiced on Alex so
much, she could be rated one of the most experienced
cocksucking teens on the island.
She was leisurely licking the last dribbles of come
from the crevice at the end of his cock as he watched
her with half closed lids and a contented, dreamy gaze.
She held it at the base as it began to soften and curve
to one side.
Alex was grateful for all the pleasure she had given
him and he was sure Cali felt likewise. They both liked
sex a lot and also liked each other and had become
practiced in satisfying each other's physical needs
without ever feeling the pressure to become emotionally
involved on a level deeper than that. He bought her ice
cream cones and other treats and she in return gave him
the little plastic trinkets and gadgets that teenagers
like. So Alex did not feel he was over stepping himself
when he suggested to her that next time they try to
include April in their sex play.
This immediately set off many wonderful images in
Cali's mind, not the least of which was that she might
have the opportunity to go down on a girl, something
that fascinated her ever since she heard about it. And
it was all the more appealing too because April was a
beautiful young girl indeed.
Then Cali remembered.
"But she's your cousin. Are you..." she continued
hesitantly, "are you going to fuck your cousin.? She
was more curious than shocked.
"Wellll nowww," Alex chuckled, "whadaya think: I
already have—a couple times!"
"You dog...you slimy dog," she declared with mock
surprise. Then she added with obvious awe: "Shit... how
cool! totally," evidently relishing the image this
conjured in her head. She bent down to take a long wet
lick on his dick. "You dirty bastard! You'd fuck your
own sister wouldn't you?" A reply was not needed or
expected because Alex didn't have a sister. But Cali
and Alex both knew what the answer was.
"Where can we do it?" she asked him.
Alex smiled a big flashing grin.
***
Tom went back to Oak Bluffs and the Arcade. After
checking with Alex and assuring himself everything was
normal, he went into the storage room. His nose told
him it had been recently used. Floating above the smell
of old wood and new cardboard was a sharper acrid smell
he couldn't quite identify. Near the couch the smell
was stronger, and there was a damp stain on one of the
cushions.
He leaned over to sample the odor better, and then
broke into a smile. They were fucking! he thought.
Jesus, she was pretty young—and, they were cousins!
Shit. But they must have done it, given the evidence.
Of course! He wondered what the hell April was doing
with Alex so early in the morning, what was so
important that she had to come to the Arcade before it
opened. He was screwing her! That little devil, that
little bitch! He was going to tell her mother... Yeah.
Like hell he was. He wasn't going to do any such thing.
He was going to get his dick into her too! Mother and
daughter both. What a nice thought!
***
Aaron., the object of April's appreciative gaze on the
ball field just after she had lost her virginity now
almost a week ago, encountered her while he was out on
his bike.
He was always aware of her presence and if he let
himself study her too long he would inevitably get an
erection. They had rarely spoken because he was very
shy. The slender lad wore braided and beaded hair, and
had the palest pair of tender ice blue eyes. Like most
of the negroes that lived in Oak Bluffs he had fair
skin, his unmarked by the blemishes often afflicting
adolescent boys in the grip of their hormones.
Aaron's hair had that iridescence that faithful
applications of henna produces and which set off the
glow of his complexion all the better. He had a rather
angelic looking face and this, set on an already
delicately made body that he moved with precision, gave
him the general appearance of a gamin-like creature. He
is very appealing to girls, and boys who don't know him
suspect he is queer.
He badly wanted to loose his virginity for over a year,
and when stimulated by even mildly pleasant events,
would get a hard-on. On this occasion he met April on
her skates near the post office. They fell in next to
each other and continued moving. She remembered gazing
at his crotch at the ball field.
She half consciously guided their route down toward the
nature sanctuary, along the path that ran behind the
beach. The sun was hot even though only half the
morning had gone by, and their bodies were soon damp
with sweat. She was a few feet in front of him dressed
in gray cotton stretch tights molded like skin against
her fine legs, and a loose white t-shirt anchored by
her nipple points. He was riding with a hard-on held
tight by his spandex cycle shorts, each pump of the
peddles irritating his dickhead pleasantly.
He could not keep his eyes off her, especially her ass.
He noticed too how other men they passed checked her
out, some with undisguised leers. They moved faster.
They raced. When the youngsters stopped for water they
said little to each other but stared directly into each
other's eyes. Their faces glowed with perspiration,
their hearts pounded, their lungs sucked for air. Aaron
was certain some unspoken understanding had passed
between them, especially when April made obvious her
look at his swollen crotch.
They got back on the path and peddled furiously. There
was a challenge of strength between the two, and they
pushed themselves against their own limits. Their
clothing was soaked. Sometime later, when April was
certain where they were, she guided him off the road
and into the woods. It was the same spot she had been
in when she spied the white college kids fucking.
He tried to make some small talk but it was a feeble
attempt. April was sure they were hidden when she
grabbed his beautiful head and gave him a very
passionate kiss. He responded instantly, grinding his
crotch against her instinctively, their heated bodies
now all the more hotly energized. She opened her mouth
and he jammed his tongue into it violently. He pushed
her down, almost tripped her, and spread himself on top
of her.
He used his greater weight to pin her down and
flattened himself on her, making little grunts and
weeping noises and pressing her against the ground. The
hot smell of their bodies was intoxicating to each,
along with the fragrance of the dead leaves and warm
earth around them. Overhead, large fair weather clouds
covered and uncovered the sun in turns. The breeze
rustled the leaves and made the birds twitter
nervously. The two horny teens could hear nothing but
their own lustful sounds.
He turned her over roughly and spread her legs open
then flattened himself against her again. His movements
were quick and insistent and didn't seem to take notice
of her at all. With Alex, thought April, it had been
more like a ballet, but with Aaron it was as though she
was a rag doll. He seized her ponytail and yanked her
head back. She was startled. He ground his cock against
her ass with brutal force. He took nibbling bites along
her neck and ears, and not too carefully. He held her
wrists tight and pinned her arms close to her sides,
and his fingernails scratched her skin. Alarmed, she
called his name, but he ignored her. He was excessive,
he was out of control. He seemed to be beyond a point
of self-awareness and it scared her.
Gradually, April realized she was being raped. It
wasn't like she did not want his cock, just that he was
ignoring her and treating her like a thing, a thing to
rub his hot cock into until he came. And she didn't
feel she could stop him. A wall of terror blacked out
her consciousness for a split second. But April was a
quick thinker. She choked the lump of fear that griped
her stomach. She commanded herself to be still. She
stayed calm and lay still under him until part of his
raw energy had spent itself.
Soon, he let go of her hands and lifted some of his
weight off her and she knew that the danger, if there
really had been any, was passed. It wasn't going to be
rape; it wasn't going to be like the awful stories you
read about in the papers, or anything like that. She
knew she was going to be ok. It sent a chill through
her to think what a real rape would be like. In the
terrified darkness she had seen her mother's face and
it said: "you will survive this. Let it be a lesson."
He seemed like such a nice boy, beautiful and pretty,
and you would think he'd be more sensitive, but all his
shyness had kept a torrent of sexual energy pent-up,
and solitary masturbation could not relieve it. Now,
the stimulation was more than he could bear. He turned
her over again and she could see he was crying and
trembling. She did not move. She could understand. She
stroked his hair and called his name softly. "Poor
Aaron" she thought, "you're so pretty. You're going to
die young."
He dived into her hot pussy, mouthing and tonguing the
damp cloth there. This, and the little sounds of abject
lust he was making, gradually overcame her resistance
and she started to respond, lifting and opening her
legs wider, the better for him to reach her with his
head. What he was doing now was more like she was used
to and wanted. What he was doing now was getting her a
little dizzy, now loosening April's own control and
synching-her-into-his animal rutting.
"Fuck," she began to repeat to him. "Fuck me! Fuck me,
fuck your dick into me Aaron! Do it! Come on, Aaron!
Shove your tongue in my pussy!" She suddenly threw him
off and ripped off her shorts. She fell onto her hands
and knees with her ass pointed at him. "Lick my
asshole, you bastard! You want to fuck me, don't you?"
She began to sob as the tension he had caused in her
broke.
He fell to his knees and did what he was told.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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