Chapter 11
A leaf blew lightly against Linda's naked breast as she and Janneh walked through the grounds of the creche. Linda brushed it from the creamy, cup-shaped mound.
"I'm the only non Af here, Janneh! I feel like there's a spotlight on me all the time. I hope it doesn't make the boys nervous."
Raising a lascivious eyebrow, Janneh smiled. "Honey, I hope it doesn't make you nervous when they all try to put grabs on that sweet pale body of yours!" She patted the girl's arm. "But don't worry. I promised Td intro you to a gentle boy, and I will. If anybody else gets you hot before then, give him a blow job." She fciughed. "Hey girl, your cheeks are positively crimson!"
Linda held her hands to her cheeks. "I wish I didn't blush so much!"
"It's cute," Janneh reassured her. "When I blush I have to tell people it's happening, ever think of that?" She crowded close to T .inda, slipping an arm about her waist She pointed. "Now there's an elevator entrance, going down to the lower levels." And they walked along, Janneh pointing out this and that for the new girl's benefit Until they approached the re-creation of a Twentieth Century brick house. The two boys on the steps waved. Janneh waved back before running suddenly forward to give one of them a big kiss.
The second youth looked cautiously at Linda. "Who's the shy white kid?"
Janneh freed her lips, gasping for air. "Linda, Chester. Chester, Linda: she's sixteen, and you be careful. She's just out of a hospital with a brand new cherry."
"Ye gods!" Chester threw up his hands in mock horror, rolling his eyes at the starry sky. "A virgin in our creche . . . this is sacrilege!"
"Oh, you can kiss her and feel her," Janneh said, ignoring Linda's look. "Just don't screw her. She's for Alec. He's almost twenty and has a lot more experience." She returned her attention to the other youth, calling him Russ, and welded her body tightly to his.
Chester rose and approached Linda, who trembled a bit conscious of her nakedness and of Janneh's offhanded introductions/instructions.
"Hi, Linda," he said. He rested his hands lightly on the girl's bare shoulders and ran them caressingly down her arms, contemplating the handsome contrast of his dark hands against her white skin, *They sure put you
together pretty." He winked at the wide eyes watching his. "Don't worry about me, Linda. I'm no cherry picker."
This is the way ifs done in creche, Linda thought. Everyone's open to everyone, and everything's totally casual. If I act otherwise I'll be even more an oddball than I already am, darn this pallid skin!
His hands slid around her waist, and she obeyed the gently firm urging, moving into his embrace. The pressure of his hand at the small of her back influenced her to move her bare abdomen tight against him. Her breasts resisted with all their tight firmness, then flattened against his chest, the nipples stiffening. Her breathing quickened as she watched his mouth descending toward hers. Then her eyes closed, her parted hps taking the kiss. He had so much mouth! Her arms encircled him as she felt the warm, wet tongue penetrate deep into her mouth. Little sounds of pleasure coming from her throat, she savored the moist explorer. Her own tongue tangled passionately with it.
She was panting, aware of the hardness of his penis pressing at her crotch. She held it tightly between her thighs for a moment, enjoying its throbbing maleness.
Then he was leading her to the steps, and she was sitting beside him, melting into his arms. His hands caressed the front of her naked body, fondling her diminutive breasts and bringing the nipples to firm erections. Dimly, she could hear Janneh's ecstatic cries as she struggled with Russ, on the lawn a few feet away. Then Linda, panting, moved.
Her hand strayed across Chester's leg and firmly gripped his penis. She pumped it slowly as her hps sucked hungrily at his kisses. His lips^slid languidly from hers to trail down her throat and nuzzle at her nipple.
She emitted a little cry as his tongue tantalized the firm button. Watching his hps close over it, she gasped in astonished pleasure as he gradually sucked more and more of her breast into his mouth. She fondled his dark hair and murmured soft words of endearment, thrilMng to the feel of her tender tit trapped in the warm wetness. Her body twitched, responding with helpless eroticism to his tongue.
Slowly, he released the soft mound. It gleamed with the liquid sheen of his saliva.
He chuckled, nuzzling her mouth. "How'd you like a hot mouthful of cock, you hot-titted little doll?"
She'd love it, her body told her. Thoroughly aroused, she gripped the firm pole of his prick and squeezed it ardently. She slipped from his side as he spread his legs. Then she was kneeling between his thighs, his hand caressing her soft red curls while she gazed hungrily at the dark brown cock so close to her hps. Pressing it against her cheek, she ran her tongue down its length until her hps were buried in the curly hairs at its base. He groaned with a little shiver.
She lifted the shaft, her tongue working its way down toward his testicles. Her fingers carefully urged the warm flesh sac into her wide open mouth and she bathed it tenderly with her tongue, looking up into his passion-flushed face. She released them with smothering reluctance. Her young body wriggled with excitement and her nostrils flared, inhaling the pungent male aroma. "Good God," he gasped, perspiring heavily, and she giggled.
She ran her tongue around the base of his penis, laving it. The rigid staff was throbbing with the pounding of its blood as she slid her tongue up its length and closed her hps gentiy around the mushrooming tip.
She nibbled gently. He gasped in mounting passion. Then she closed her soft Hps more firmly around the tip and sucked it, slowly opening her mouth wider and wider as his hands pressed eagerly at her head.
She allowed the shaft to enter her face against the pressure of her own active tongue. Suddenly, he lunged with bis hips. She grunted in astonishment: her mouth was stretched wide, his cock sliding almost to the back of her throat. She felt as though her whole head was impaled with it. She held her position tensely, breathing hard through her nose, waiting for the pressure of his hands to permit her to continue.
He relaxed, with a shuddering exhalation of breath. She began shding her mouth wetly up and down his extended organ. The throbbing flesh within her mouth excited her own passion, and she worked with erotic determination to bring him to the moment of ejaculation. Sweat glistened on her nudity as her head pumped up and down the shaft, bringing cries of rapture. His eyes were fixed on the long black shaft thrusting wetly in and out of her white face. He was gasping, shuddering.
With a triumphant grunt, he grabbed her ears and rammed his prick deep into her mouth. She waited breathlessly for what seemed an ^terminable moment . . . and then the pulsating pillar jerked savagely and a hot stream of liquid splashed against the back of her throat.
She gulped frantically, swallowing the jetting streams of semen from what seemed to be an endless source. She shivered at the delicious warmth that flowed into her stomach. The hot nectar spurted rhythmically into her mouth and she continued gulping as she fingered her own clitoris, rising rapidly to join him in the rapture to
which she had catapulted him. Suddenly her own belly erupted in an electric ecstasy that made her gasp out muffled squeals of delight. She trembled, sagging in the magnificence of her orgasm.
Chester slumped exhaustedly against the steps as Linda sucked the remaining moisture from him with avid hps. She withdrew her mouth slowly and kissed the relaxing rod. In a very small voice she asked, knowing the answer, "Was I good?"
"Good!" he gasped. "Kitten, you're marvelous! I'm drained dry! God, what a cocksucker!"
At the sound of sudden applause, Linda jerked her head around to see Janneh and Russ sitting up on the grass. She blushed furiously, realizing they had finished and watched everything she and Chester had done. Giggling, Janneh leaped up and ran over to Linda. She cupped the smaller girl's face in her brown hands. "I saw how much you loved it... let me taste it, too!" Her hps came down on Linda's, tongue slipping between her teeth and probing deeply into her mouth. Linda remained passive as the searching tongue sent ripples of excitement through her. Janneh sucked at the insides of her hps, then pulled away, smiling.
"Umm! You still had a lot of it, and it was delicious!" She hugged the girl's shoulders. "Never had it that good before, did you, Chester?"
He leaned back on the steps, grinning contentedly. "If I had, I sure as hell wouldn't have been sitting here. You," he told Linda, "are the cutest and best little cocksucker I've ever seen."
The girl smiled shyly at the compliment, wondering how she'd known so well what to do. Janneh helped her to her feet. The older girl turned to Russ to request a
towel, but Chester drew one from behind a post on the porch.
"Always prepared," he said, tossing it to Janneh.
She laughed. "You horny characters better be." She turned to Linda. "Hold still, honey. Some of that guy's five gallons splashed on your titties." She daubed the towel at Linda's breasts, making the girl gasp and hunch her shoulders. Then she used the towel to wipe her loins and the insides of her thighs. She tossed the towel back to Chester.
"Keep it as a souvenir."
"Gee, thanks," he said, accepting the towel with mock seriousness. "I'll cherish it." "Is Alec inside?"
Chester nodded. "Upstairs listening to that yowly music he digs, old Af stuff, all boom-boom-boom and yi-yi-yeow."
Smiling, the older girl led Linda up the steps and into the house. In the hallway, Linda ran her tongue around the insides of her hps, savoring the lingering taste of semen. She smiled at Janneh's knowing glance.
"It tastes nice," she said.
"Wow," Janneh said, "you're a natural. Just wait! When that story gets around—and it sure will—you'll have the busiest tongue in the creche!"
"I just wish I weren't so darned pale . . ."
"Don't worry about it. Try to imagine that everybody here is black and you're just the lightest shade. On, wow, he's listening to music all right, if you want to call it that."
The sound of old African jungle rhythms seemed to rock the house as the two girls ascended the steps. "Who?" Linda asked.
"Alec, the guy I want you to meet. The gentle man ... even if he is built like a stallion. God, I'll never forget the first time he poked me in the tail!" She rubbed her buttocks at the memory. "Oh, girl! I felt like he was boring a hole to China with me as the grand opening. I never yelled so much in my life. But the next time . .." She trailed off, smiling.
At the top of the steps Janneh turned to Linda, pushing her big brown breasts against the smaller milky ones. "Oh, before I forget, honey," she whispered conspiratorially, running her hands lightly over the girl's sides, "when you come back to the house, head for my apartment I want to sleep with you tonight. Okay?"
"Uh-huh ... but about this Alec ... maybe ..."
Janneh gripped the other girl's hand firmly. "Oh, no. Now's the time. You're going to get fucked . . . before you give in to the wrong one, one of these bastards who thinks only of himself." She shrugged. "Hell, like Chester."
Janneh knocked three times on the door from behind which came the wild tempo of the throbbing music that was a part of the black heritage. Finally she sighed, shook her head, and shoved the door open. She dragged Linda into the din.
He was coal black, Linda saw, a good-looking young man with a slim face, the features so perfectly chiseled they were almost sharp. He did not hear them enter, sitting with his chin in his hand listening intently to his favorite music. Janneh buttoned the cutoff. As he started to look up angrily, she bestrode his legs, jammed the ripe hills of her bosom against his chest and kissed him torridly.
He responded immediately, clutching her close and kissing her in return—before suddenly swinging her up
and over in one swift motion. Before either Janneh or Linda could know what was going to happen he had landed four hard and very loud swats on Janneh's naked backside, which was as bold and luxuriandy rounded as her breasts. She squealed, wriggling and slapping at his calves.
"That's for cutting my music off, Jannie. Now what ... hey. Hello." He had raised his eyes to Linda. "Am I rude if I ask what a girl like you is doing in the Afro
creche?"
She smiled. "Hello. I don't know. And no, but it must be rude to talk to me while you're holding poor Janneh across your legs."
"Across his hard-on!" Janneh snapped. "You're prodding a second navel right into me, Alec, damnit!"
"Oh, sorry," he said, smiling, and lowering both knees, at the same time jerking his legs apart. Janneh flopped squeakily onto the floor, from where she glowered up at him.
"Boy, I think 111 just change my mind," she said. "Here I was bringing Linda over here just to meet you, tigerman, and look how you treat me, your very best friend."
He stared silently at her, a litde smile tugging gently at the corners of his mouth. He didn't ask; he waited for her to say her piece.
Janneh sighed, sitting up with a little wince as her spanked buttocks encountered the floor's hardness.
"This is Linda," she said. "/ didn't ask why she's here, because it's her own darned business. She is also a virgin, because she was in a hospital." She shifted a little, easing her left cheek, which had caught most of his hand's force, up off the floor. "You know what that means, Alec dear. The poor kid's been revirginized and
she's afraid to go all the way because she knows it's going to hint. . . probably remembers the first time."
Linda frowned a little. The first time? She didn't remember much of anything. Why was she here? What was happening to her memory? How come she'd been so confidently expert with Chester, and why did she have this feeling that she wanted Alec, and had screwed many times?
"So," Janneh was saying, "I remembered how old and gentle you are . . ."
Alec popped to his feet and helped the girl up, smiling, Linda gasped a little, trying to hide it; he was big. Only half erect, he looked like a male whore who sold himself based on size. And she frowned again: what did she know about whores?
Without hesitation Alec took two steps to Linda and kissed her gently, just brushing her hps with his. At the same time each of his hands stroked one breast, from the very beginning of their upper curve, out over the nipple, and back beneath.
"You have lovely breasts, Linda," he told her. "Janneh, are you stay . . ." he broke off. Janneh had already left: mission accomplished, or at least set in motion.
"Feel a little like a slavegirl on the block?" he asked. Linda nodded mutely.
He sighed. "Janneh's way. I feel like a one-man stud farm. I am also enchanted by you, but... do you want to forget it?"
"I.. . uh . .. I. . ."
He embraced her, kissing her hair. "Sorry, that was a mean question, but I did want to give you a chance to run if you're as embarrassed as Janneh. So she runs off.
I suppose I'm just supposed to say 'Wanna screw,' and you say 'Sure,' and that's it." His hands caressed her naked back, strongly, firmly. "Crazy Janneh," he said.
He was all right, she thought. Nice. He understood her deep embarrassment, and her fear, and also her . .. want. It would be fine. She asked about the music. He expressed surprise at her interest and turned it back on. She winced and he turned it down, smiling. The throb of the drums seemed to pound through her body. When he sat and extended a hand, she sat on his thighs just as Janneh had, astride them. Their warmth pressed against the inside of her own thighs, and she looked down to marvel at the severe contrast: she was not white, any more than anyone is completely white. But the intensity of his skin's blackness made hers look like chalk. It was a pretty contrast, she mused. The drums thumped and throbbed, within her.
Relaxing, she allowed herself to be urged closer by the pressure of his hand spread across her buttocks. Their bellies touched. Her nipples brushed lighdy against his chest. He rubbed his nose slowly, gently against hers, and she was suddenly aware that there was no longer any space left between their bodies. His ids, caressing her smoothly bare back, and nudged closer and closer until her breasts were against his chest, flattening a little, rounding out on either side as flesh sought a new direction for its firm expansion. Just like this? she thought, and then, Yes! I want it like this. Just sex, no need for preliminary chatter or ything . . . it's what I'm used to, and it's been such a ig time — Used to? What. . . why did I think that? That am I used to? She couldn't remember. But she was conscious of the fact that a male body was between
her thighs, that she could not and would not stop him from doing whatever he wanted. And what he wanted I was what she wanted.
Their faces were almost touching. She could feel his I breath on her mouth, her own breath quickening as she I gazed wonderingly into his deep black eyes. All the strength seemed to rush from her in an instant. She went I limp in his arms, her hps parted, her eyes half closed. I She felt his mouth touch hers, and she opened to receive I him. His tongue slid smoothly into her willing mouth. She squeezed him with her arms, opening her soft young body to his wishes, moaning little pleasure sounds from her throat. Her own tongue moved in languid surrender as his took command of her mouth. She savored the! flavor of his saliva.
The hardness of his penis pressed her crotch, reaching the full rigidity of aroused lust. She squirmed her hips in the wanting of it. Her heart pounded excitedly as he fondled her nude white skin and she felt the heel of hu . hand press the bulge of her delicately formed breast, then slide downward to caress her thigh. She shivered, kissing him deeply. Both hands were moving up he sides, grasping her firmly beneath the arms.
He lifted her easily, as though she were weightless. Ii a sudden panic of realization, she gasped, "Oh, Alec . please be careful!"
Her lips trembled as he lowered her slowly. Her eye searched his for reassurance. Then they widened at th pressure against her vulva's soft, firmly closed hps. H shifted his hips, intensifying the pressure, and her breat began to come in irregular bursts. Perspiration trickle down her sides. Then the rounded head of his big pen pressed tender inner membranes, and she sucked in sharp breath.
"Oh! Oh, sweetheart ... it hurts ... please be ..
She broke off, gasping, her eyes huge. He made no answer, but continued to lower her slowly onto himself. Tears filled her eyes, then burst over the lids to stream down her cheeks.
A moaning cry was jerked from her throat when his rigid penis burst irresistibly through the last barrier and speared into her vaginal cunt.
"Oh ... oh ... oh god . . . it. . . hurts . . . you've j. . torn me . . ."
"It will never hurt again," he told her softly, squeezing her close as the great staff bored steadily into tier. She was momentarily incoherent, mouthing irordless sounds of agony.
The pain changed. There was no longer the feeling of i sharp cut. Now there was only a constant, steady throbbing. He was inside her, all the way. He had torn md stretched her as much as he would. It felt enormous ja her, where she had never contained anything before—or had she? She could not remember; she was Linda, and she was sixteen. She was sure it was filling her entire vaginal channel, her entire womb, her entire pdomen.
Streaming sweat, she felt her buttocks resting on his rrghs once more. His hps pressed hers tenderly. They red, holding each other passionately without moving, t then she could not stand it; she had to move, to ve, to slide that big shaft of sex flesh in and out of her rding and no longer hymenated cunt! He moved rhythmically in and out of the soft wet slit, J pain lost its importance as a new experience of " g warmth grew between her thighs to send erotic ents up into her belly. She made little sounds of pleasure and jiggled on him. Her tongue darted into his
mouth, matching the motions of his powerful staff in her other mouth.
"Oh yes, oh yes!" She rubbed her sweat-gleaming cheek against his, reveling in his deep penetration of her body. "It's so good, it's so hard! / love it . . . oh, fuck me, darling!"
The loveshaft pumped smoothly in and out as her own body lubricated it. A fire began to glow deep inside her belly. She wanted to give him everything a girl could give. Her hps covered his face with passionate kisses as her body swelled with rapture. Her tits felt tight, enormous, ready to burst. She cried out ecstatically as her young white body wriggled in his black embrace and his pounding piston drove her steadily upward toward the heights of passion. On and on, her buttocks slapping his thighs.
Then he seemed to be straining harder, gripping her harder, tensely, his motions became more rapid and spastic. His embrace crushed her to him. She felt tiny, her breasts and body crushed, mastered and wanting to be utterly possessed by this big man. And then his penisj seemed to grow, to penetrate even more deeply tha before. She squealed and shuddered in delight as mighty pillar throbbed inside her.
She felt the burning jet of liquid burst into her vagir with frightening power. She gasped, feeling as though were ramming all the way into her uterus. A burst ecstasy exploded within her, and almost unbearal rapturous orgasms quaked her body in the ultima pleasure. Cries gurgled from her throat as she felt jerking of the big cock in her abdomen, her entire welcoming the jetting floods that pounded into her. Asj final magnificent explosion of rapture engulfed
both, she plunged with him into a churning sea of ecstasy.
He held her limp figure close, letting her rest in fulfilled exhaustion against him. The sweat slowly evaporated from their nude bodies. With a little sound of contentment, she snuggled comfortably in his arms, enjoying the fullness of her vagina, and holding him within. His hand caressed her sweat-soaked curls.
"You're so good to me, Alec darling," she murmured. "I love you inside me."
He sat there holding her, stroking her, enjoying the feel of his spent penis grasped firmly within her tight cunt, and he wondered: how could an obviously virginal girl possibly have been so passionate, so knowledgeable in her movements?