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April, Slut - 4
by Julian (ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com)

***

The orgy takes place in the Arcade, and Tom joins the 
teenagers in sex. (mf-teens, youths, inc, oral, anal, 
orgy)

***

Alex and Cali told April about their plans for a little 
orgy, and now the sex that had been going on between 
them was out in the open. April was excited and wanted 
to get started right away. And, she said they must 
include Damon.

The problem was where to stage the delicious event. 
Damon's room was out: his father had returned from the 
conference and was now around the house. In fact each 
of their homes was out of the question because too much 
danger of discovery. None of them felt so good about 
the woods since it was too uncomfortable. The old 
equipment shed at the ball field was also out for that 
reason, and also it wasn't private enough. 

Finally, they settled on the back room of the Arcade.

April had told Alex about Tom giving her a ride from 
there after she and Alex had fucked, but it didn't 
concern Alex much, nor did the other two give it any 
thought. In the marvelous self-centered innocence of 
teenagers, they thought they were pretty cleaver at 
deceiving adults: since Tom hadn't mentioned it to 
them, they thought he did not know that April had come 
from the Arcade when he offered her a ride. They went 
ahead confident that Tom was in the dark.

They made plans for next Sunday since that day would 
give them extra time before the place opened at noon, 
and hour later than usual.


The kids tossed off their clothing and were touching 
each other while over the quiet town they could hear 
the bells from the Baptist Church in which their 
parents were worshipping. Discarded with each item of 
clothing was a bit of the hypocrisy forced upon them by 
the society in which they were born, and with each 
touch they acquired a more splendid awareness of their 
fine animal bodies and nature. The tip of Alex's 
beautiful cock touched Cali's warm tongue as the 
minister started his sermon. 

As April lifted the nipples of her breasts toward Damon 
so he could lick them, the minister said young people 
need guidance in today's damnable world. As Alex buried 
his face between Cali's widespread thighs, the minister 
condemned licentious behavior on the part of 
youngsters. When Damon began to nibble Cali's ass 
cheeks, the minister warned of the punishment that 
would follow sin. When the minister said the devil 
could tempt one off the path of righteousness, April 
put her finger in Alex's ass. When Damon sucked on her 
toes the man of God told his flock to abide in the 
Lord. 

When Cali began too lick April's swollen clit, the 
churchman condemned the abomination of same sex 
marriages. Stay pure for the Lamb said the pastor, as 
Alex slid his cock into Cali's ass. As April opened her 
mouth to receive Damon's beautiful dick, the Reverend 
shouted the danger of too much drink. As Alex moved 
behind Damon and as Damon's ass finally received Alex's 
cock, the man of the cloth told of the perils of 
fornication.

For Damon, having his buddy's cock in his ass was a 
dream come true, but the workout Alex gave him made him 
gasp and sweat. The pain and the pleasure were all 
mixed up in one strong emotion. Now he knew how April 
must have felt to have taken Alex that first time. 
While the girls watched and masturbated themselves 
slowly, Alex and Damon fell into a rhythm that was 
urgent and powerful.

Later, Damon stretched across the couch and April 
climbed up above him to lower her pussy onto his lips. 
Alex knelt between Damon's outspread thighs and lapped 
his friend's rigid dick. Cali got on the floor under 
Alex, her back resting against a cushion in between 
Damon's legs. All she had to do was open her mouth to 
take Alex's cock deep into her throat very comfortably, 
and at the same time fondle his ass with her warm wet 
fingers. 

She thought of all the times she had done this alone 
with him: it was no longer a secret between just the 
two of them. But now she also had Damon's beautiful 
body to play with. A fine boy. And April. Delicious 
April. How often she had sat next to her and wondered 
how her friend's pussy would feel in her hands and 
against her mouth. How often she had let Pete lick her 
own pussy and imagine it was April's tongue down there. 
If this made her a lesbian she didn't care. All the 
kids at school bragged so much about the fucking and 
sucking they were doing. And everybody put down gay sex 
but they all wanted to try it.

For Alex, this little group fuck that he arranged was 
another on his growing list of sexual adventures. He 
wasn't one to analyze events, but only to enjoy what 
happened to him and accept and give pleasure when he 
could. He was a good companion, and it honestly and 
simply pleased him that with his cock and mouth and 
with his fingers he was able to give such great 
pleasure to his friends. That was enough to satisfy his 
mind.

They were precocious and healthy teenagers being 
educated in good private schools, and would go on to 
good careers and marriages and have children. They 
could expect a bright future. But in the meantime they 
demanded the right to have a sex life of their own 
choosing and to experiment and explore each other 
together. Just as their ancestors had been emancipated 
from slavery and their grandparents liberated from 
segregation, now they were taking their rightful place. 
So too would they liberate themselves from sexual 
bondage in the face of an ignorant society still sick 
with the fear of guiltless sex.

From his vantage point at the keyhole Tom could observe 
the lean and buff bodies in their frolic. He could see 
enough of the action to make him sweat and tremble. He 
didn't have the nerve to move but knew he must. He 
unlatched the door and opened it slowly.

Now there was no barrier between him and them. He stood 
and watched for what seemed a long time. The youngsters 
were so engrossed in themselves none took notice.

Cali was the first to see him and she went rigid as a 
board. This communicated itself instantly to the others 
and there was a sudden scrambling pig pile confusion as 
the four reacted automatically to cover their 
vulnerable parts against his gaze. The emotion that had 
been absent from their play, shame, now seized them 
forcefully. The shame, which they deeply resented, came 
not from their actions but from what they thought were 
Tom's judgment of their actions. 

He represented the adults, and the white adults at 
that. He represented the force that controlled and 
punished children. He was the force that condemned to 
death. He was the man who whipped the slaves and who 
screwed whichever young and pretty one of them he 
chose. The symbol he represented to them was too deep 
in their consciousness to allow them to see Tom as who 
he was at that moment. He was in fact a trembling 
nervous wreck and had instantly regretted the intrusion 
he had made. 

His dick was hard and obvious in his pants but he was 
rooted to the spot and couldn't move. They all stared 
at him with blank eyes but terrified hearts. It was a 
dangerous moment because it was four of them against 
one. The powerful flow of their sex drive had been 
interrupted brutally. The group mind had been at work. 
They could claim he lured them there. They could claim 
he threatened them. What if they killed him? Could they 
get away with it?

The frozen moment seemed to last forever. 

April began to think first. This man was her mother's 
lover. This man, this white man, had given her mother 
comfort and companionship. This man had lay next to her 
mother and touched and stroked her, and now April knew 
more fully what that meant. He visited at Christmas 
time and called when her mother was sick. And there was 
more April didn't know. 

Alex remembered the man as a kind and fair boss with a 
good sense of humor. He remembered how nervous he'd 
been his first day at work at how Tom had smiled and 
made him feel good. And the time off he allowed for his 
birthday, and other favors he did for Alex. He recalled 
the bonus Tom gave him at the end of last summer to see 
him off to school. This man was not bad. He was more 
like them than not.

The fear turned to sympathy and they both saw him now 
more clearly. He was just Tom. He wasn't white, he 
wasn't black. He was just Tom, a good man with a hard 
cock. He wasn't young, he wasn't old. He was just in 
need, like them. He was as much in need of the touching 
and sucking and fucking as were they. He didn't know 
how much in need he was. 

April stood before him and he stepped toward her. Alex 
remained still. She looked so small next to his six 
foot frame. He touched her cheek with the tips of his 
fingers and tears filled his eyes. The girl fixed him 
in her gaze, then took the middle finger of his right 
hand and pushed it deep into her cunt. She gasped at 
the deep penetration. After a while she removed his 
finger and put it in her mouth. She sucked on his 
finger slowly and very deliberately.

The others stood transfixed. What they did not know was 
that a very deep and basic communication was going on 
between April and Tom, a communication that totally 
excluded everyone and everything around them. Tom and 
April now realized how they were linked together, that 
her mother's lover, now soon to be her lover also, had 
taken her long gone father's place and that she was 
somehow about to complete something started by her 
father when she was six years old and he had stimulated 
her with his fingers. She was going to let him fuck 
her. Tom was going to substitute for her father.

For his part, Tom knew that he loved her and now 
realized it for the first time. He was childless and he 
had made a substitute of her also. He had always asked 
about her, and fussed over her when she was little, and 
always seemed glad when she visited the Arcade, and 
glad when there was good news about her. Later, when 
she entered puberty, he drew back. He dropped to his 
knees and began kissing her musky thighs

Eventually, April lay back on the couch and lifted her 
legs wide. Still staring into his eyes, she reached 
down with her long fingers and spread open her labia to 
him, offering him her sperm slick wet near-virgin 
pussy. He knelt before it and holding her thighs in his 
tanned and hairy arms, leaned forward and took the 
offering.

There were no words spoken by anyone.

Tom felt himself being undressed. He was in no 
condition to notice by whom. He and April were in a 
sort of delirium. Eventually, after a long time, he 
could feel the cock up his ass. Later, he knew that 
someone was sucking his dick. He knew that someone had 
climbed above April. He knew that he had fucked April. 
And they had helped. It didn't matter anymore. He 
wasn't black or white anymore. Neither were they. There 
were no barriers. What mattered was that everyone was 
fucking everyone else. What mattered was that there was 
cock and cunt and ass and tits and mouth and that they 
were used without guilt. 

That Sunday, the Arcade opened later than usual. 

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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