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Making Babies 52: Rosario Dawson
by Geminiguy (iamgeminiguy@yahoo.com)
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A photographer has a thing for young Puerto Rican girls.
Rosario is just his type. Her family is poor, and he's
sure she'll do anything for the money. (Mf, ped, 1st,
oral, latina fetich, celeb-parody)
***
Author's Note: The article I read on Miss Dawson stated
she grew up poor. Her mother and stepfather married as
teens but divorced, Rosario had to live with an
assortment of family members. Of course you can imagine
what someone in her situation might have to do to get
by, which is what I immediately started to think of as
soon as I read it. G
***
[Summer 1993 New York City]
I'm a freelance photographer. I'm good at what I do but
it's hard getting buyers for my photographs. When I do
get a newspaper to buy one of my photographs I do make a
lot of money on it, but I'm pretty much living from
photograph sale-to-photograph sale.
Which is why I live in a dumpy tenement building. The
place is pretty dingy but it's cheap.
I don't need much. Shelter and food, and since I'm
behind the camera it doesn't matter what I'm wearing.
Though I do make sure what I wear is decent and clean.
The building has a lot of Puerto Rican and some Asian
families, and there are large families crammed into
nearly every apartment. I'm always hearing babies
crying, kids screaming and shrieking as the play, you
name it. I'm kind of used to it.
What I'm not used to is the Summer heat. I have an old
air conditioner and it doesn't make my bedroom as cold
as it once did when it was my uncle's. Hey, it's over
twenty years old. One day I'll have to get the coolant
replaced.
My apartment is pretty empty. Like I said I can't afford
or need stuff like that. So there's never any clutter,
the apartment pretty much stays clean. I never even
throw used clothes on the floor like most bachelors,
they go straight in the laundry hamper. That way I can
take them straight to the Laundromat every other
Wednesday [I don't have a lot of "outfits" but I do have
a good months worth of briefs so I never run out before
laundry day].
One good thing about the building is we don't seem to
have any infestation problems. Or at least I don't.
Maybe it's because I don't have food to leave around to
attract the critters, or my cat is eating them as soon
as they get in. She's never been a picky eater.
My neighbors are decent enough. Then again most don't
speech English and some not very well. If I see any
neighbors we mostly nod at each other and smile.
Another thing I like about where I live are the hot
girls. And I do me girls. My thing is like twelve to
sixteen. Maybe seventeen if they're short and look
younger.
And my thing of course is to fantasize about them, not
fuck them. It's cheaper than buying Barely Legal, and
the girls here look younger.
I mostly get off on Puerto Rican girls. Sometimes an
Asian girl will catch my eye. What can be hot about
Asian girls is they all tend to be short and slim,
looking a lot younger. Even Asian woman can look like
teenage girls.
But they can't compare to a sexy hot young Puerto Rican
babe.
Especially if they're short.
But short or tall I like how thick Puerto Rican girls
can be. Big tittles, soft but not flabby stomachs with
less of an hourglass figure than White girls of the same
age, big asses...
And they seem to most of them have those coltish thighs
always encased in tight, tight jeans. Fuck, the jeans
would be so tight I've seen cameltoe!
A lot of the girls will be wearing flimsy bras, and
their stiff nipples will be showing through their worn
thin t-shirts. It's a pervert's paradise in this
building! Who WOULDN'T want to live here?!
I do a lot of whacking off, I'll tell you. I mean, after
a long day, like seven in the morning until maybe five
in the afternoon, out looking for newsworthy photographs
[it's no wonder I'm so slim], what else is there to do
than watch my small television set and jerk off?
Sometimes I'll look at my window or climb out on the
fire escape and watch the neighborhood girls running
through the water when someone opens up a fire hydrant.
Girls will strip down to their t-shirts and cutoffs, or
even down to their panties and get soaked. And a wet
girl barely dressed with her clothes stuck to her like a
second skin is a HOT sight indeed!
Panties clinging to large, round young asses, t-shirts
clinging to firm titties with engorged nipples showing
through. Life doesn't get any better than this.
And I'm not the only one. I always see Puerto Rican men
sit out on the fire escapes also, some relaxing in a
chair, many chugging down a cold beer, enjoying the free
show below. And many are married guys. Not that I blame
them. The forbidden stuff below tends to be hotter than
what's at home for many of them.
Not that all the hot stuff is outside.
Every time I come home, standing outside between my
apartment door and the one she lives in is always this
Puerto Rican girl named Rosario.
I find the name fitting. She is a beauty.
She isn't exactly as short as I like, maybe 5'4", 5'5".
But she had that long, long wavy black hair I love. And
she's darker-skinned.
I especially love darker-skinned Puerto Rican girls. And
Rosario always wears makeup, mostly black eyeliner. Kind
of like a hooker. The black brings out the brown in her
eyes.
She has an amazingly sexy face, with full, pouty lips.
And her body is out of this world...
She's one of those thick Puerto Rican girls. Huge
titties, maybe a D-cup, not so narrow waist and a huge
ass thrusting out against the back of her jeans.
Rosario always wears jeans, never wears cutoffs. And her
tight tops always accent her huge titties and show off
her midriff. Rosario must have better-than-decent bras,
because her heavy tits stay up high in her bras, looking
majestic under her thin tops.
"Hey," She always says as I come into view. Usually
she's smoking, mostly she comes out because of the
crying of the baby [or babies?] inside the apartment she
lives in.
I know she doesn't live with her parents, but other
relatives. And I hear they're pretty poor. If Rosario
was a little hooker I could totally understand.
"Hey," I always say back.
Our conversations usually don't progress beyond that,
maybe she'll try to bum a cigarette, I hardly smoke so I
rarely have any.
Sometimes when I come home with food I see the look on
her face. I know she's hungry. But she never says
anything, just looks longingly.
"You're hungry, aren't you?" I finally asked.
Rosario nodded vigorously.
"I'm not trying to torture you, but I bet you'd do
anything for some of this food," I teased.
"I'd suck your cock for a little food!" Rosario blurted.
I couldn't resist.
"Come on inside."
She followed me in and I locked the steel door.
As soon as you walk in, you're right in the threadbare
kitchen. I invited her to sit down at the old wooden
table. Then I took out my burger and cut it, giving
Rosario half of it. And I gave her half of my fries. I
had some apple juice in the fridge and poured us both
some.
She scarfed down the burger and fries hungrily, looking
sheepish after.
"Thank you," Rosaria said.
I was standing up, and she pulled me closer to her,
turning sideways to face me. She started unbuckling my
belt.
"Wait," I said. Rosario stopped, looking up at me. "Are
you a hooker?" I asked. I knew that was rude but I was
curious.
The look on her face told me she wasn't. I was sure she
was unsure how to answer me. Then she got that look on
her face people get when they want you to believe
something about them that isn't true.
"Yes I am," Rosario said, sounding like it was something
to be proud of.
"And you give blow jobs a lot?" I asked.
"Lots of them," She answered. I had a feeling that was a
lie.
"All right."
Rosario finished unbuckling my belt and opened my jeans,
pushing them down. My large cock was noticeably against
the front of my tight briefs. Her eyes widened briefly.
Then she tugged them down as well without a word.
My long, very thick cock tumbled out. Rosario took it in
her hand, and began to stroke it, putting on a show
she'd done this before. But I knew an amateur when I saw
one.
Not that I called her on it.
Holding my cock straight up, Rosario lowered her pouty
lips around it, slowly taking more and more of my length
in her mouth. It was a tight fit.
The head was too fit to go down her throat. I didn't
care, I always felt deep-throating was overrated.
Rosario slowly began to bob her head up and down my
cock, and slowly it lengthened and hardened. Her eyes
widened again and she moaned. But she never stopped.
She increased her pace. Soon my cock was rock hard and
Rosario was taking in about a third of it in her warm
mouth.
Faster and faster she sucked me. I groaned, feeling very
much a pervert, taking advantage of this mostly innocent
but somewhat desperate girl. And if I could do it over
I'd still let her do it!
I couldn't believe I was doing more than just look at a
hot underage girl. I was actually getting a blow job
from one! And Rosario wasn't half bad for an obvious
first time cocksucker.
I hardly lasted ten minutes. It felt much too good. I
grunted and began to spew into her mouth.
The look on her face was another sign she never did this
before, I could tell Rosario hadn't expected this.
At first she seemed to gag, but quickly began to swallow
my jizz as more and more spurted into her mouth. After a
while she was eagerly and greedily drinking down my
jizz.
I spurted fourteen or fifteen times before my nuts were
emptied. Rosario finally slipped her mouth off of my
cock, licking her lips.
"You did that very well," I grinned.
She blushed, but then smiled proudly.
"Thank you."
I knew I couldn't really afford it, but I took ten
dollars out of my wallet and gave it to her.
"What's this for?" Rosario asked in a mixture of
curiousness and surprise.
"You're a hooker, and that blow job was worth more than
half a burger and fries."
"Thank you," Rosario said again, smiling from ear-to-ear
as she pocketed the money.
Suddenly I had an inspiration. I grabbed my camera and
started taking photographs of Rosario.
She looked embarrassed, but excited too.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"I told you I'm a photographer, right?"
Rosario nodded.
"Well I'm sure I know a few people that would pay big
money for photographs of a hot young Puerto Rican
goddess like you. And I'll split the money with you."
Rosario smiled coyly.
And she started to pose. The poses became more and more
sexual.
"Fuck, I'd love to see her buck naked..." I mumbled
under my breath.
But it was still loud enough for Rosario to hear. And
she smiled.
She started to unbutton her jeans. Slowly she unzipped
them as I snapped photograph after photograph of her.
Rosario had no panties on underneath. Her thick mass of
black curls came into view through the V of her open
zipper. My cock responded.
Rosario turned and eased the jeans below her huge, deep-
cracked ass. She bent over as she lowered them,
thrusting out her unshaven pussy from behind. My cock
was getting hard again.
Pushing off the jeans and her sneakers, Rosario
straightened up and teasingly removed her top. Then she
removed her bra even more slowly.
Her huge titties bounded out.
I was amazed by how high and firm they were for their
size. Her areolae were large and dark brown.
I just kept snapping photographs and Rosario kept posing
seductively. It wasn't long before my cock was hard and
throbbing once more.
When she turned around and bent over again, I saw her
black pubes were glistening heavily with her juices.
Putting down my camera, I slipped up behind her, cock in
hand, and sank the head into her open, aroused pussy.
Immediately I hit a barrier.
"You're still a virgin..."
"Yeah, and I'm not really a hooker," Rosario admitted
sheepishly.
"Want to know a secret?" I whispered in her ear. She
nodded. "I already knew that."
She giggled.
"Should I keep going?"
"Yes! Take my cherry! Please!"
Grabbing her by the waist, I slid back, then slammed my
cock through Rosario's hymen. She howled in pain. I kept
on fucking her tight, tight pussy hard and her body
relaxed and she stopped screaming.
And soon Rosario started moaning.
Her head lolled back, her mouth hung open. I leaned down
and kissed her. The girl kissed me back eagerly as I
rammed her wet, hot pussy harder.
Her body was convulsing, and she ground her body back
against me as we fucked wantonly. The sound of my
midsection crashing into her ass was like a gunshot.
Then Rosario started to cum, screaming even louder than
when I tore open her hymen.
She came longer than any women I'd fucked before. And as
she came her pussy opened more and I sank inside her
inner recesses deeper.
Faster and harder I fucked Rosario, making her spasming
cunt orgasm over and over, and more and more intensely.
She multi-orgasmed several times as well.
Her pussy grew hotter and hotter. Eventually the heat
became too much. I finally lost it forty-five minutes
later, dumping rope after rope of white jizz up
Rosario's sweet hole. She thrashed wildly as I came
inside of her, spurting thirteen, fourteen times.
I sold Rosario's photographs. All of them. The clothed
ones I sold to a more reputable buyer.
The naked ones... well, let's just say you won't see
them published ever.
Rosario became my muse. She moved in with me. She was my
model and my lover.
I gave up photography for newspapers and was able to
rent out a place for my studio. I got more models, sold
lots more photographs, and developed quite a reputation.
But the only model I ever fucked was Rosario. She was
the only girl I wanted.
THE END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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