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Melissa
By Anonymous (address withheld)

***

A story of a coming of age and discovery of sensual 
awakening of a submissive young white girl who was used 
by a much older black man. (M/f-teen, ped, reluc, voy, 
1st, intr)

***

The Greyhound bus was only half full as it made its way 
into Iowa from Illinois. Most of the passengers were 
riding alone and stared out the windows at the fields 
of corn and soybeans that stretched to the horizon. 
Melissa Lockheart sat by a window toward the rear of 
the bus. She watched the farmers toiling in the fields 
as the bus cut through the vast countryside. This was 
Melissa's first visit to Iowa. She was headed to her 
Aunt Ruth and Uncle Ben's farmstead near the town of 
Bentonville. 

Her Aunt Ruth was her mother's sister and had been 
Melissa's favorite aunt when Ruth lived back east where 
Melissa was now coming from. Mel, as she liked to be 
called was a very pretty girl of sixteen years old, 
although she looked much older. She wore her dark red 
hair in curls that fell to just above her shoulders. 
Her skin was fair and freckles with big blue eyes and 
full reddish lips. She had a habit of biting her bottom 
lip when she was nervous. She stood around 5' 4" and 
weight 120 lbs. Her hips are just beginning to widen 
and she had the fattest buts filled clearly in her blue 
jeans. His chest juts out and they make her nervous and 
excited when grown men stared at them.

Looking out the window at the passing fields her 
thoughts wondered back to the apartment she had shared 
with her mother in New York. She wondered how her 
mother was doing and when she would see her again. She 
then thought of Mr. Jenkins, the apartment super and 
the key role he played in her having to leave home.

Mr. Jenkins was a man in his mid fifties and his face 
resembles very much like that famous black actor, 
Morgan Freeman. He did all of the maintenance in the 
apartment complex Melissa and her mother lived in. He 
was a rather large black man with graying hair and a 
mustache. One day in early May, Mel was in the basement 
of the complex doing some laundry. As she waited for 
the clothes in the dryer she heard a noise coming from 
the room next to the laundry. It was a noise like 
someone was having trouble breathing. 

Becoming alarmed she peeked in the room through a crack 
in the door way and was about to enter when she saw Mr. 
Jenkins sitting on a couch with his pants down around 
his ankles. She froze, but could not take her eyes off 
of what she saw. Jenkins had his hand on his very large 
black penis and was stroking it up and down. She had 
never seen a man's penis in this state before much less 
a black man and could not believe the size of this one. 
She became mesmerized as Jenkins grunted and wheezed as 
he stroked his huge black member. Melissa didn't know 
how Jenkins knew she was there, but he suddenly stopped 
stroking and met her gaze with his dark eyes. 

"Who's there?" he gasped. Melissa didn't say a word nor 
did she move. "Who is it?" he asked again. "God damn 
it, answer me!" Timidly Mel replied. "It's me, Melissa 
Lockheart. I'm sorry I..."

"Quiet girl." Jenkins smiled and then said, "Come in 
here and close that door." 

Melissa was a little scared but did as she was told and 
came up to where Jenkins was sitting. Jenkins smiled. 
"You ever see a big black cock like this one?" He 
proudly held it with both hands. Melissa shook her head 
no, but strangely could not bring herself to take her 
eyes off of it. It pulsated as if it had a life of its 
own. It could have been a big black snake. 

"You ever touch a black man's cock, girl?" Without 
waiting for an answer he took her hand and pulled it 
toward his black monster. 

When Melissa felt it she began to shiver. It felt so 
soft yet so hard.

"Get down there on your knees here between my legs so 
you can see it real good, girl."

Melissa bent down between his legs as he sat on the 
sofa and took hold of his penis with both hands. 

She felt it from its big black head down to his giant 
scrotum. It must have been all of 10 1/2 inches long 
and so big around that her hands barely could circle 
it. 

"You're hands is soft... do you like it, girl?" Jenkins 
asked hoarsely. 

Melissa managed to whisper, yes. 

"Kiss it then, let me see you kiss my big pecker. Lick 
it like an ice cream bar." He reached up and pulled her 
head down towards his pulsating penis. As he did so she 
gulped. She could not believe what was happening. The 
head of his cock was now only inches from her mouth. 
She stuck her tongue out and touched it. 

Jenkins groaned. "That's it! Oh Lord all mighty! Give 
it a little kiss..." Jenkins closed his eyes. 

She did kiss it again. She had never done anything like 
this before yet it seemed to come natural to her. 
Suddenly she felt herself get moist between her legs. 
She opened her lips and began to tongue the underside 
of his penis head. Jenkins jerked in excitement and 
putting his hands on the back of her redhead and pulled 

Mel's head down onto his cock. She opened her mouth 
wide and let him stick it in and without coaxing, began 
sucking the huge black cock, bobbing her head up and 
down. Jenkins was grunting and Melissa couldn't 
understand it why her panties started soaking so bad. 
She is sucking that huge old blackcock like a lollipop 
and her eyes are now closed. Mr. Jenkins is getting 
closer and closer as his cum moving on up his black 
snake. To keep from choking she swallowed only 6 inches 
of that old black cock. The rest of it is still outside 
of her lovely mouth.

Jenkins had hold of her red hair and kept pulling her 
down as he pumped upward in a bucking frenzy. Melissa 
began to choke as the massive cock invaded her throat. 
He finally stopped and let loose of her head.

"Oh God girl! That feels so good!" He exclaimed looking 
into her frightened eyes. "Stand up here, let me see 
you." She held on to Mr. Jenkins' huge hand as she 
stood up for balance. She then put her finger in her 
nose and smelled the aroma of the old man's black cock. 
The smell unlike anything she had ever sensed it was 
pungent and putrid with some sort of animal's smell but 
she kind of enjoy it. Old Jenkins leaned forward and 
undid her jeans, pulling them down to the floor. 

She was too scared to back away and was at the same 
time becoming excited. He could see the wet spot on her 
panties and he the smell of her sex and he smiled. Mr. 
Jenkins knew he had her and he's going to enjoy this 
beautiful red hair teen. He wasted no time in pulling 
them down her wet panties to expose her red haired 
bush. 

"Oh look it here, a little honey pot!" he grunted as 
she felt his fingers begin to probe her most private 
part. "I bet that honey sure enough taste good." He was 
now running a finger up and down the puffy lips of her 
slit that protruded from her red hair. 

She felt herself really getting moist and when he 
touched her erect pearl of a clitoris her legs almost 
buckled as waves of excitement overtook her. She began 
to shiver. Mr. Jenkins had her put one foot up on the 
arm of the couch, exposing her crotch in the dim light. 
With her legs parted like this he easily stuck his big 
middle finger into her wet tight little love hole. He 
buried it a few times then took it out and put it in 
his mouth. "Oh you is sweet meat, little one," he 
smiled. "I'm gonna eat this little honey pie."

Melissa watched him finger her and then suck his 
finger. He saw her watching and made her taste his 
finger after withdrawing it from her now soaking wet 
cunt. She tasted herself on his finger and put her hand 
down to touch herself. This really excited Jenkins and 
started getting hard again.

Mr. Jenkins placed his huge black lips around Melissa's 
red haired cunt and start lapping up and down the red 
slits. Melissa closed her eyes and buckled a few times. 
Her legs are weak from standing but she didn't want Mr. 
Jenkins to stop. She is now very wet and her love juice 
trickling down the inside of her legs. 

Scooting back on the couch Mr. Jenkins' black huge cock 
stood straight up again. "Get on it, girl. You gonna 
like this pole up inside your honey pot. I'm gonna fuck 
you good!" 

Melissa straddled him and let herself down over his 
penis ever slowly. He guided her carefully until she 
felt the big head of his cock pushing into her juicy 
slit. It felt like trying to put an apple into herself. 
Suddenly her pussy lips spread open and began to 
swallow his cock aided by her juices. Her eyes grew 
wide as she felt herself filling with his huge black 
rod. 

Suddenly old Mr. Jenkins lurched up with quick thrust, 
Melissa was in pain and she yelped loudly. The pain 
subsided as old Mr. Jenkins began to fuck her from 
below and she became a woman, riding his huge black 
pole like there would be no tomorrow. Up and down she 
bounced taking all of him deeper and deeper. She could 
feel his shaft clear up inside her belly and her juices 
coating up the big old black cock. He took her legs and 
put them up over his shoulders letting his cock 
penetrate it's deepest. Melissa ground herself down on 
him loving this new sensation. Never had she felt so 
alive. "OH FUCK ME"' she yelled And Jenkins did. 

He lifted her ass up and then let her down again 
burying his cock each time. After a few minutes he had 
her get off of him and bent over with her hands on the 
arm of the sofa. He got behind her and had no trouble 
entering her cunt once more. Melissa began to moan. 

"That's right... moan you little red hair bitch. I'm 
gonna fuck you and fuck you till you beg me to stop." 
He hunched her and she moaned in ecstasy. She could 
feel him deep inside once again and she took a hand and 
began playing with her clitoris. She fell deeper into 
ecstasy and was about to cum when the door to the room 
opened and in came Jenkins' wife.

"You little bitch!" she screamed. "Get away from my man 
you white slut whore!" The rotund black woman waddled 
over and grabbed Melissa by her hair. Old man Jenkins 
withdrew his cock and was amused at the scene before 
him. His wife was slapping Melissa about the head and 
shoulders as Melissa gathered her clothes and hurried 
out of the room.

The next morning she was on the bus for Iowa. Her 
mother had been threatened with eviction and felt that 
Melissa was ready to leave home yet not old enough to 
be on her own. She did not tell Melissa that she had 
been banging Jenkins for over two years and secretly 
she did not want to share him with her sweet young 
daughter.

The bus pulled off the main highway and into a small 
town called Ranger. "We'll be here for about forty 
minutes," the older black driver who is clearly 
approaching 60 announced. "If you want to eat supper, 
honey, there is a small cafe about a block from the bus 
stop." 

The old bus driver looked at Melissa up and down as she 
took her bag and walk out the bus. She looked out the 
window at the quite town. Not much was going on as the 
sun set off to the west. As the bus stopped and she 
started to walk out she noticed the old black driver 
was checking her fat butt and found that her panties 
were wet in the crotch. 

Her thoughts of Mr. Jenkins in the basement had made 
her homesick and she felt a longing once again. She 
poked her head out the door, looking around for another 
older black man.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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