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Subject: {ASSM} To Be Young, Kinky and Black - Part 2
Date: Sun,  4 Jan 2004 19:10:04 -0500
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To Be Young, Kinky & Black - Part 2 (M/g, M/f, f/g, oral, menstruation, 
anal, ws, scat)
by Coproman

(To Multifacet* [Thanks for the idea!] & Vanessa [Thanks for the help!])


A week had passed since my encounter with Tamika, my twelve-year-old 
upstairs neighbor.  Not that I hadn't seen her.  She had since returned to 
my apartment to finish watching her videotape (so she could complete her 
school report), had come back two days later to watch a movie on my 
big-screen TV, and just yesterday had borrowed a couple of my 
"non-self-incriminating" porno tapes, which she returned this morning.  I 
didn't expect to see or hear from her again anytime soon, so I was surprised 
when the phone rang and it was her.

"Hey," she said.  "I wanna show you somethin'.  Can I come back down?"

"Sure, no problem," I said.

"Good.  See you in a little bit."

When Tamika hung up, I just stood there for a moment, still holding the 
receiver.  I couldn't tell from her voice if she was making a social visit 
or if she had sex in mind. In fact, since the day we'd had our kinky sexual 
encounter, she had never even mentioned it, not even when she'd returned my 
tapes earlier, and I had begun to wonder if she now regretted what we'd 
done.  By the time I heard the doorbell ring, I had resolved to ask her 
about this.  I needed to know exactly where things stood with us.

But as soon as I opened the door, I again experienced what I did every time 
I saw Tamika: An instant erection and a fogged-up brain.  There was 
something hypnotizing about her flawless light skin, her braided blonde 
extensions, and her knockout of a body; and when she smiled on top of all 
that--those sensual, inviting light-brown eyes glinting as she flashed her 
perfect white teeth--it took every ounce of mental strength for me to 
remember my own name, much less what I wanted to talk to her about.  She was 
wearing her usual tight top, snug shorts and running shoes, but since this 
morning she had changed from an all-black to an all-red outfit.

"Hi, again," she said cheerfully, and I barely had time to return her 
greeting when she pushed past me and headed for the bedroom.  As I followed 
her, I could see the waistband of her black panties peeking out just above 
the top of her low-riding shorts, which hugged her bubble butt so tightly I 
swore the seams would split.  Since she was wearing underwear, I figured 
whatever she had to show me probably didn't involve sex.  But the last 
couple of times she'd visited, she had not been wearing underwear and hadn't 
gone anywhere near the bedroom.  These seemingly mixed signals were 
confusing, so I decided to just follow her lead.

Once we were in the bedroom, Tamika turned and just stood there looking at 
me with her arms folded and an odd expression on her face.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Ohh, nothing," she said.  "I'm just tryin' to decide if I really wanna show 
you what I was thinkin' about showin' you."

I smirked.  "What could you possibly show me that I haven't already seen?"

Tamika smirked back at me and said, "This."

Immediately the girl unbuttoned her shorts.  When she pulled them down, I 
noticed right away that her panties seemed to be a bit bulkier than before, 
as if she'd suddenly grown this huge bush of pubic hair.  As she stepped out 
of them, I spotted the sanitary napkin.  It was thin, with a small 
reddish-brown streak staining the absorbent white fabric inside it.  And 
there, between Tamika's smooth tapered thighs, hung a little white string.

"See?" she said, loooking up at me.

I smiled.  "Congratulations.  You're now officially a woman.  So when did 
you start?"

"Today, believe it or not.  It came down not too long after I left here.  
Thank God I was wearing black shorts, 'cause I was outside on my way to the 
store when I felt it. I turned around, ran right back upstairs and told my 
mother.  I think she went a little overboard with the pad AND the tampon, 
but she said it was better to be safe than sorry."

"So how does it feel?"

"Messy.  And, of course, I'm horny as hell, now, but my girlfriend told me 
that would happen."

"What else did she say?"

"She said guys don't wanna have nothin' to do with you when you on your 
period.  But I said to myself, I betcha I know one guy who won't mind."

I smiled.  This little minx knew me too fucking well.  "You mean they won't 
even fuck you up the butt?"

"Not according to my girlfriend.  She asked her man to put it in her ass, 
and he told her she smelled too bad in FRONT to do her in BACK!  So after 
she said that, I didn't even bother goin' 'round any of my boyfriends."

"But you figured it was okay to come around me?"

She smiled lovingly at me--damn near making me melt--and cooed, "Well, 
that's 'cause you're different."

"Different how?"

"Lemme see," she said, folding her arms and looking up at the ceiling as she 
pretended to think about it.  "A FREAK!" she finally shouted out, her eyes 
stretched wide open as she stared at me.

"Well, suppose I told you that a female on her period is the most disgusting 
thing I can imagine.  What would you say then?"

I watched as Tamika's smile vanished and she looked at me as if I'd stabbed 
her in the heart.  "For real?"

"No," I chuckled.  "Gotcha!"

"I knew you was fuckin' with me," she said, her face relaxing again.

"Speaking of fucking with you, why don't you lie back on the bed and put 
your knees up, so I can check you out."

She smiled again, adding a naughty little twist to her lips, and proceeded 
to pull off her top, her blonde extensions dancing wildly until it was off 
her head and her cute little tits bounced into view.  Now completely in the 
buff, she just stood there watching me look at her for several seconds 
before assuming the position on my bed.  I wasted no time throwing off my 
robe and crawling between Tamika's propped-up legs to get a nice closeup 
look at her twat.

"Damn," she said, "I feel like I'm gettin' a fuckin' OB-GYN exam."

"Wellll," I said, "I don't think your gynecologist ever examined you the way 
I'm going to."

First I just stared at her pussy.  It looked pretty much the way it had when 
I'd eaten her a week before--smooth, light-skinned and hairless.  The only 
difference was that intrusive white string hanging out of it.  I pressed my 
nose against the slit it emerged from and sniffed.  While Tamika may have 
looked the same down there, she certainly didn't smell the same.  Instead of 
the light fragrance of young-girl pussy, a strong, pungent odor wafted out 
of her, an odor that might indeed have offended me had it been coming from 
anyone else.  But the idea that it was radiating out of the body of this 
gorgeous pre-teen vixen made all the difference in the world, and far from 
being repulsed, I savored the powerful new smell.

Tamika flinched then gasped as I pressed my lips over her pussy and began to 
gently lap at her, sucking up the small traces of her bloody discharge.

"I knew you was gonna eat me," she said softly.  "I knew you was different 
from all them guys my girlfriend was talkin' 'bout."

"Wait a minute," I said, edging back.  "This thing is in my way."

Spreading open her pussy lips apart, I lowered my head again and caught the 
string of the tampon between my teeth, pulling it taut.  I then slowly 
pulled my head back, keeping my focus on the bullet-shaped wad of material 
as it gradually emerged from her twat.  Finally it popped out, causing 
Tamika to gasp.  Taking the string out of my mouth, I held it up, and both 
Tamika and I stared at the tampon as it dangled in the air.  It was short, 
only about an inch and a half long, and all but the part closest to the 
string was stained a dark red.

"Damn," Tamika said.  "I'm gonna need a fuckin' transfusion after this 
shit."

I brought the saturated tampon close to my nose and sniffed its strong 
aroma.  Then, with it still dangling in my face, I smiled at Tamika (who was 
wearing what seemed like a permanent frown), opened my mouth, and, before 
allowing myself to think about what I was doing, lowered it inside.

"Ewwwwww!" the girl responded, now frowning more deeply than ever.

When I bit down on the tampon, I was surprised.  Since I had never done this 
before, I had no idea just how absorbent the material was, so I wasn't 
prepared for the sudden burst of blood in my mouth.  I couldn't tell exactly 
how much there was, but it was much more than I'd expected, and the sharp 
taste and acrid smell caught me off guard.  But I just reminded myself of 
what was happening: This was a cute twelve-year-old girl's first period--a 
sign of her new womanhood--and I was actually getting to taste it; and with 
that simple reality check, my libido quickly took center stage again.  Not 
only did I slurp down the sticky wet contents of the tampon, I actually 
chewed it up afterwards. When I finally pulled it out of my mouth--still 
holding it by the string--it was nothing more than a flat, pale-pink lump.

Staring at the chewed-up material, Tamika, her mouth now open in disbelief, 
just shook her head.  "I think there's somethin' seriously wrong with you." 
Then she smiled and added, "But whatever it is, I like it."

After tossing the ruined tampon on the floor, I was about to go back to 
eating the girl when she suddenly sat up.

"I wanna ride your face," she announced.

"Sure, no problem," I said, and I turned over on my back.

Tamika got up and lithely swung her leg over my torso, then shuffled forward 
until her thighs were framing my head.  Right before planting her pussy on 
my mouth, she looked down at me, smiled, and again shook her head.

"Bob, you are truly one of a fuckin' kind."

She then sat on my face and I poked my tongue back in her bloody box, while 
holding on to her smooth ass cheeks.  At first the girl just gyrated her 
hips, rubbing her cunt lips all over my mouth, smearing it with her sticky 
discharge.  Then, as she got more and more excited, she started bucking her 
hips, her slippery gash sliding back and forth over my lips and chin, 
covering them with pussy juice and blood.  My mouth was still slightly ajar 
as she did this, with just the tip of my tongue sticking out, and I could 
feel her enlarged clit continually bumping against the end of my nose.

"Oh, yeah!  Oh, yeah!" Tamika sighed.  "Take it!  Take it!"

Soon Tamika was humping my head so hard that I was a little afraid that she 
might break my nose.  But the idea that she was letting go so 
completely--focusing solely on achieveing her orgasm, without any regard for 
what I might be going through--was also a tremendous turn on, enabling me to 
endure the rough treatment.  Suddenly the twelve-year-old jerked sharply, as 
if an electric shock had passed through her, and pressed her pussy tightly 
over my open mouth.

"Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!  I'm comin'!" she cried, and her whole body began to 
shake, while her pussy spamsed and a brackish fluid jetted into my throat.  
I swallowed it then wormed my tongue as far up inside her young cunt as I 
could, savoring the strange combination of pre-orgasm juice, period blood, 
and come.

Afterwards, Tamika just continued to sit on my face.  Seconds later, I felt 
her vaginal muscles flexing and, right away, a warm stream began to pour 
into my mouth, completing the full range of bodily fluids available to me 
from the girl's pussy.

"Shit, that feels good," Tamika said, as her piss gushed down my throat.  "I 
been needin' to go ever since I was upstairs, but I held it 'cause I wanted 
to do the same thing to you that lady on the tape did."

Hearing her say that, as I guzzled down her urine, made me even hornier than 
I already was, and I was eager to bust my nut in any opening the 
twelve-year-old offered me.  But first things first, and I swallowed what 
seemed like a gallon of Tamika's pre-teen piss before her flow began to dry 
up.  Finally, her bladder almost empty, I felt the girl flexing her vaginal 
muscles, squirting the last of her pee into my sucking mouth. I was about to 
stick my tongue back inside her to lick out whatever remaining drops there 
were, but before I could do so, she lifted herself off my face, swung her 
leg across my head, and flopped onto her back.

I immediately got up and mounted her, placing the head of my super-hard dick 
just inside her pussy lips while staring directly into her light-brown eyes. 
  She stared right back at me with the most innocent expression I'd ever 
seen.  It was as though she had suddenly lost five years and become this 
naive seven-year-old, peering up at me with apprehension, yet trusting me to 
take charge and do to her whatever I thought she needed. For a moment I 
hesitated, but my horniess go the better of me and, bracing myself, I thrust 
forward.

"Fuck!" Tamika cried out, as I broke through her hymen.  "I can't believe I 
just let you do that."

I smiled as I continued to look down at her.  "Just think of it as opening 
up new territory for your boyfriends."

She smiled back.  "You just better not get me fuckin' pregnant."

Then I felt her body relax, and I pushed the rest of my shaft inside her, 
causing her to moan.  It had been many years ago, not since I myself was a 
teenager, that I'd last taken a girl's virginity, and it had never been a 
girl this young or this beautiful.  On top of all that, this was the only 
girl I knew of who had started her period, had someone eat it, and lost her 
virginity all on the SAME DAY.  So I just lay there for several moments, 
luxuriating in the whole experience while enjoying the throbbing of her 
tight, newly penetrated passage.

Finally I began to fuck Tamika, beginning by slowly pulling out of her 
ruptured opening. When only the head remained inside her I propped myself up 
a little higher then looked underneath, so I could see my dick.  It was 
streaked with blood, but I couldn't tell how much of it was from breaking 
her hyman and how much was left over from her period. As I eased it back 
inside the twelve-year-old, I watched her face to see if I was causing her 
any pain.  When I was back up inside her to my balls and her relaxed 
expression never changed, I figured she was okay, so I proceeded to pull out 
of her again.  In that very short time, she had secreted so much pre-orgasm 
fluid that I was easily able to stroke back into her, and in no time I was 
giving the twelve-year-old her first official hump.

"Oh, yeah, Bob," she sighed.  "Fuck me.  This my first time, so I want you 
to fuck me good."

I too wanted to make this first fuck memorable for her, so memorable that no 
other guy who ever fucked her from this point on would ever make her feel as 
good as I was making her feel right now.  With this in mind, I hooked my 
arms around Tamika's legs and began to drive my dick into her even harder, 
our bodies rhythmically slapping together as I banged her pre-teen box.  
Again I stared down at her face; her eyes were half-closed and she winced a 
little each time I slammed into her, but she also repeatedly whispered, 
"Fuck me, fuck me," as if it were a mantra.

The sheer excitement of this virgin fuck prevented me from making it last as 
long as I wanted, and before I could stop it, my orgasm was upon me.  After 
pounding her pussy a little longer, I crammed my cock all the way inside the 
girl then lay trembling on top of her, while hugging her smooth young body 
as close to me as I could.

"Unngh!  Unngh!  I'm coming!"  I panted.  "Take it all in that virgin cunt!

"Yeah, Bob!  Gimme that come!  Fill me up with it!"

And it seemed as if that was exactly what my dick was trying to do, as it 
almost took on a life of its own, throbbing over and over, spitting one 
heavy stream after another into the recesses of Tamika's pre-teen body, 
sending millions of sperm cells surging into a place where no male's seed 
had ever before ventured.  This went on for the next several seconds before 
I finally emptied my balls inside the twelve-eyar-old and my cock began to 
wilt.

"God, that was good," I sighed, still holding the girl in my arms.  After a 
while I pulled back far enough to look into her face again.  Her eyes were 
closed and she was moaning lightly.  Impulsively I kissed her, and even 
though I'm sure there were traces of blood and piss on my tongue, she didn't 
resist as I explored her mouth with it.  When we finally broke apart, I 
continued to kiss Tamika--on her chin, along her neck, over both of her 
breasts (focusing briefly on her nipples), then down her torso, into her 
belly button, across her hairless pubic area and, finally, on her pussy, 
from which my semen was already leaking.

"So now that you filled me up with it, you gonna suck it all right back out 
again, hunh?" Tamika quietly asked.

"Mm-hm," I responded, my upper lips already attached to her lower ones.

"In other words, you gonna make sure NONE of them bad boys is up in there 
long enough to get me pregnant, right?"

"Mm-hm," I said again, this time with a chuckle, as I began to lick my come 
out of her.

I was lapping up the last of my sperm when I heard some bumping noises 
overhead and some faint voices.  Tamika bolted up and craned her neck, 
listening.  A few seconds later, I heard a slightly more distinct voice call 
out "Meeka!"

"That's Ma," said Tamika, as she hopped off the bed and began picking up her 
clothes.  "I didn't tell her I was goin' out, so I better get back upstairs 
before she start lookin' for me."

Fishing around in the pocket of her shorts, Tamika came up with a fresh 
tampon.  I watched in fascination as she removed it from the package, 
propped her foot up on my bed and, after a bit of trial and error, inserted 
it into her vagina. She then put her panties back on--the stained pad still 
in the seat--and wiggled back into her tight red shorts.  Still topless, she 
motioned for me to come over.  When I did, she lifted one tit then the 
other, and I gently sucked each erect nipple.  She then pulled away from me, 
slipped into her bra and top and, after giving me a peck on the lips, 
grabbed my arm and pulled me with her to the front door.  Unlocking the 
series of locks then checking to make sure no one was in the hallway 
outside, I opened the door and Tamika dashed out, heading for the stairwell. 
  As usual I followed her beautiful bubble butt as she moved away from me 
before I closed and relocked the door.  I then smiled and thought, Well, now 
I know I'll see her at least once a month.

************************************************

Two days later, while I was still basking in the afterglow of eating 
Tamika's period, drinking her piss and taking her virginity, she called me.

"Hey.  I have to tell you somethin' but I don't wanna say it on the phone.  
Can I come down?"

"Sure, no problem," I said.

Five minutes later my doorbell rang and Tamika, this time dressed all in 
purple, sashayed in.  I followed her as she walked to the living room, 
plopped down on the sofa, and motioned for me to sit beside her.

"So what's up?" I asked.

After hesitating, Tamika took a deep breath then looked at me and said, "I 
told my girlfriend about you."

"Uh oh," I replied, as my heart began to beat faster.

"No, no, don't worry,"  she said.  "I know I said I wouldn't tell nobody, 
but me and her be tellin' each other everything, and she's cool.  She don't 
be runnin' her mouth like some of them other girls I know.  Besides, I HAD 
to tell her."

"And why was that?"

"'Cause when I told her I knew a guy who would do what she said guys 
wouldn't, she told me I was bullshittin'."

Now my heart began to beat even faster.  "You mean, you told her about--"

"Yeah.  But, like I said, I HAD to, 'cause she swore I was makin' it up.  
But wait a minute.  I didn't get to the best part, yet."

"You mean there's MORE?"

She giggled.  "Yeah, but you'll like this part: She said if the guy I was 
talkin' about really existed and ate her while she was on her period, she'd 
let him fuck her up her butt.  So I made a bet with her."

Now I felt my heart beating faster than ever, not from fear but from 
horniness.

"So what do you say?" she asked.  "Will you do it?"

I came back to my senses and stared at her.  "You wouldn't mind if I did 
that to her?"

"Nah.  As long as she don't get stupid and be tryin' to come 'round here 
when I ain't here, I'll be fine."

"So you're saying you wanna BE here while we're doin' it?"

"Of course!" she said, apparently surprised that I would even ask.  "I gotta 
make sure she hold up her end of the bet.  Shit, she might let you eat her, 
NOT give you no butt, then swear she DID when she see me."

"But if you can't trust her with something like that, what makes you think 
you can trust her not to tell?"

She smiled again.  "Don't worry.  Like I said, she's cool.  It's just that 
she don't like losin' no bets.  But she damn sure gonna lose this one."

The very thought of having my head thrust between the legs of a 
fourteen-year-old girl, sucking up her period, while her twelve-year-old 
friend watched, then fucking her up the ass was making me extra-horny.  But, 
feeling particularly devilish, I decided to fuck with Tamika's head again, 
so I said, "You're assuming an awful lot.  What makes you so sure I'm gonna 
eat her nasty little period pussy?"

"Shit," she laughed. "I'm not even worried about that."

"Why not?"

"'Cause, believe me, when you see the booty on that girl, you'll do ANYthing 
to get your dick in it."

"Is it as nice as yours?"

"No, but I'll admit it comes in a close second."

"Hmmm...," I responded, trying to imagine exactly what that meant; then, "So 
when's all this supposed to happen?"

"Prob'ly in, like, a week or so.  That's usually when her time of the month 
is."

"Well, just be sure to let me know a day or so ahead of time, so I can make 
plans to be home, okay?"

She smiled.  "Like you always say, Bob--'No problem.'"

************************************************

For the next several days, all I could think of was eating her friend's 
bloody snatch while Tamika watched.  I was just hoping that her friend, 
whose name was Shaquana, was somewhere in the same neighborhood as Tamika in 
the looks department. Knowing the tendency of some good-looking girls to 
surround themselves with friends who are not-so-good-looking, I was 
genuinely afraid of what she might look like.  But Tamika insisted that I'd 
seen her before--since she lived in the building next door and was always 
among the group of girls that Tamika hung out with--and that I'd like her.

Finally I got the call I'd been waiting for.  Tamika asked if I could be 
available the next day at around 3:30, after school let out.  When I said 
that I could, she told me to wait a minute, upon which I heard some muffled 
tittering.  That's when I realized that Shaquana was with her, and that 
Tamika had covered the mouthpiece of the phone while confirming with her the 
details of our get-together.  Then, after more giggling, someone said, 
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow," but I don't think it was Tamika.

Shaquana turned out to be a lot cuter than I thought she would be.  In fact, 
when I opened the door, I was surprised to see that the two girls resembled 
each other enough to be sisters.  At fourteen, Shaquana was slightly taller 
and a shade darker than Tamika, but their facial features were remarkably 
similar.  And while their asses were probably about the same size, 
Shaquana's seemed larger on her thinner frame.  The only major difference 
between the teen and the pre-teen was that Shaquana seemed to be a little 
less "coordination-conscious," as she was dressed simply in a pair of tight 
faded blue jeans and a red tee-shirt, while Tamika wore a royal blue warmup 
suit with a pair of white stripes running down the arms of the jacket and 
the legs of the pants. Also, instead of hair extensions, Shaquana had short 
dreadlocks, which sat on her head like a fuzzy black mop.  As I looked at 
the two girls, standing in the doorway wearing their school backpacks, it 
suddenly occurred to me that even if I combined their ages, I'd still have 
to add a year for them to equal my age!  But this realization just made me 
crave this encounter all the more, and I couldn't help smiling as I told 
Shaquana how pleased I was to meet her and invited the girls in.

With Tamika leading the way, we didn't even make it to the bedroom before 
Shaquana asked, "So did you really do what Tamika said you did, or was she 
just lyin'?"

"Damn, Girl!" Tamika said, before I could answer. "Can't you at least wait 
till we get all the way inside before you start askin' him a bunch of 
questions?"

"Well, shit, I wanna know for sure.  That's why I'm askin' him, 'cause I 
know you be makin' shit up, sometime."

Tamika stopped walking and turned around to face me.  "Bob, will you please 
tell this silly girl that what I told her is true, before I have to knock 
her in her head?"

When Shaquana looked at me, I nodded.  "Yep, it's true," I admitted, 
glancing at her then focusing on Tamika again.

"And please tell her you gonna do the same thing to her," Tamika added.

"Yep, that's true too, but only if she keeps up her end of the bargain."  I 
turned to face Shaquana again.  "You will, won't you?"

The fourteen-year-old smiled and said, "If you really suck that mess down 
there--and I don't mean just flickin' your tongue over it; I mean EATIN' 
it--I promise to give you all the booty you can handle."

I didn't think it possible for the erection I already had to get stiffer, 
but when she said that, the big, hard lump in my pants got even bigger and 
harder, and I was aching to free it.

When we walked in the bedroom, both girls took off their backpacks, chucked 
them in the corner, then casually began to undress, as if being here to have 
sex was part of their everyday after-school routine.  As I pulled off my tee 
shirt, I watched lustfully as Shaquana did likewise, revealing a black bra, 
which embraced a healthy set of teenaged jugs, then shimmied out of her 
jeans, freeing her ample pantied ass.  I could clearly see her sanitary 
napkin through the sheer material of her underwear, and I noticed right away 
that it was a lot bulkier than Tamika's had been.  At this point, she seemed 
a little uncertain about going further, but when she saw me unbuckling my 
pants and realized that Tamika had already taken off all her clothes and was 
standing butt naked beside her, she took off her bra and cautiously lowered 
her panties.

I tried to hide my gasp when Shaquana uncovered her young snatch: Instead of 
a thin reddish-brown streak, there was a huge dark red splotch on the part 
of the pad that had been pressing against her pussy, and there was a coating 
of blood on her labia.  Then I got a whiff of her, and right away I could 
understand why Shaquana's boyfriend didn't want to be around her when she 
was "on the rag," because she had a much stronger odor than Tamika did, like 
the smell of a mature woman.

"I decided not to wear a tampon," the teenager explained, when she saw me 
staring at her crotch.  "Just in case she WAS tellin' the truth about you, I 
didn't want nothin' suckin' it up.  I wanted to see if you'd still be 
willing to go down on me."

As I continued to focus on Shaquana's smelly cunt, a part of me wanted to 
back out of my commitment. At the same time, the pure filthiness of eating 
her while she was in this condition appealed to the freak in me, and I also 
kept remembering the pot of gold that awaited me at the end of this 
menstrual rainbow: Shaquana's bubble butt.  Knowing that Tamika would be 
watching the whole sordid operation also helped to convince me to stick with 
the plan, no matter how disgusting the act turned out to be.

"You still gonna do it, right?" Tamika asked, noticing that I hadn't jumped 
between Shaquana's legs like I'd done with her.

"Of course," I said, forcing a smile as I came up with an explanation for my 
hesitation. "I'm just trying to decide what position she should be in so you 
can see everything.  Why don't you spread that towel on the bed; then she 
can just lie back with her knees up and her legs open, like you did."

The two naked girls exchanged a conspiratorial glance right before Tamika 
retrieved the towel and Shaquana turned around to watch her lay it on the 
bed.  And as my gaze shifted from the teenager's pussy to her smooth 
light-brown ass, I saw a drop of blood fall from between her legs--seemingly 
in slow motion--and soak into the carpet; and for some reason this excited 
me, reigniting my desire to suck the place where that drop of blood had 
fallen from.

Tamika was the first to get on the bed, assuming a position on her hands and 
knees off to the side of the towel she had just spread out.  Shaquana then 
sat on the towel with her knees up and her legs open, exactly the way Tamika 
had a week ago, allowing me to make a direct comparison between the two 
girls.  From a pair of smooth, light-skinned thighs, spread apart with a 
white string hanging out of a clean slit between them, I was now facing a 
pair of smooth, duskier thighs, spread apart with a bloody, oozing gash 
between them.  I decided to do what I'd done when I'd bitten into Tamika's 
tampon--just go for it without thinking.  So, taking a deep breath, I got up 
on the bed, held on to the teenager's thighs and thrust my face into her 
twat.

"Shit!" Shaquana responded, shivering as my tongue slithered inside her.  
"Yeah!  DO your nasty thing!  It feel so GOOD!"

The smell and taste of her period inundated me, as my tongue sloshed through 
her slippery discharge.  Not only was her flow both heavier and thicker than 
Tamika's, I also found myself sucking little clumps of coagulated blood out 
of her snatch, as if I were eating the aftermath of a miscarriage instead of 
just a normal period.  But that very thought sent my perverted libido into 
overdrive, and I was soon sucking her all the harder, actually eager to 
swallow all of these waste products of her young womb.

"Yeah!" Shaquana moaned, now squirming all over the bed. "Suck that blood 
outta my fuckin' pussy!  Fuckin' vampire!"

As I continued to agressively slurp Shaquana's snatch, I was able to get 
glimpses of Tamika's face hovering just above the teenager's leg.  She was 
apparently fingering herself as she watched us, because she was panting and 
her face was contorted, making her look like she was right on the verge of 
sneezing.  I expected her to shout some words of encouragement to either me 
or Shaquana, but she was obviously too caught up in trying to achieve her 
own orgasm to be anything other than an observer right now.

I refocused all my attentions on Shaquana.  Having already gotten used to 
the way she smelled and tasted, and after swallowing what seemed like a pint 
or more of her period blood, I locked my arms around her thighs, to keep her 
from moving around so much, and sealed my lips to her slit.  Then I really 
went to work on her, sliding my mouth up and down and swabbing my tongue 
over her swollen clit.  It didn't take long for my actions to produce their 
desired effect.

"Shit!!" Shaquana suddenly cried, now humping her crotch in my face.  "I'm 
comin'!  Eat it, Bob!  Don't stop!  Suck ALL that fuckin' shit outta me!"

Immediately the teenager's entire body began to quake, and I had to hold on 
tight to keep my mouth pressed against her pussy.  While she didn't squirt 
the way her younger friend did, she released about the same amount of come, 
which spilled out of her spasming opening, filling my mouth and dousing my 
tongue with a tangy flavor very different from the taste of her blood.

Only seconds later I heard, "Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!  I'm comin'!" followed by 
a familiar shrill moan.  I looked up and over Shaquana's thigh to see 
Tamika, her head thrown back, shaking all over.

As both girls recovered from their orgasms, I pulled my face from between 
Shaquana's legs, got up, and looked in the mirror on the back of my bedroom 
door.  What I saw startled me: Dark red blood was smeared all over my lips, 
my chin, even my nose. I looked like a lion that had just finished gnawing 
on freshly killed prey. Then I stuck out my tongue and saw that it too was 
covered with blood.  A wave of nausea began to rise up in me until I looked 
past my image at the sight of the girls sprawled out on my bed and realized 
how much pleasure I'd just given both of them, after which I smiled, wiped 
as much blood as I could off my face, and sucked it off my fingers.  I 
turned around just in time to see Tamika prop her head up on her arm and, 
smiling, look over at Shaquana.

"So was I lyin' or tellin' the truth?"

Shaquana, still breathing heavily with her eyes closed, just shook her head. 
  "Girl, I don't know where the hell you found him at, but if you ever 
decide you don't want him no more, be sure to let me know."  She sighed 
slowly.  "I don't remember EVER havin' a orgasm like that before.  That shit 
was fuckin' intense."

I tried to hide my smile from Tamika, but when she turned to see my reaction 
to Shaquana's words, she caught me.  "Ah, ha--yeah, I see that!" she teased. 
  "Now you proud of yourself, ain't you?"

"What's goin' on?" asked Shaquana, opening her eyes.

"He smilin' like a motherfucker, that's what.  That's why you shouldn't've 
said nothin' about how good it was, 'cause all you did was soup him up."

Now I was openly laughing, right along with the girls, until Shaquana, after 
glancing at her pre-teen friend, stared at me while pursing her lips, a 
cat-that-ate-the-canary look on her face.

"Hey, Bob."

"Yeah?"

"Tamika told me somethin' else about you, you know."

"What?" I asked.

"Quan!" Tamika yelled, trying to shut her up.

"No, I wanna know if that's true too," said Shaquana.  "She said you...you 
know...like...when she had to go to the bathroom.  She said you ate it.  You 
really did that?"

I stared at Tamika, who looked back at me sheepishly.  "Somebody has a 
REALLY big mouth."

"So you mean it's TRUE?" the fourteen-year-old asked, her eyes stretched 
wide open in surprise.

I hesitated, then said, "It might be.  But it'll only definitely be true if 
it stays in this room and I don't hear it all out in the street tomorrow."

"Damn!" said Shaquana.  "That's some freaky fuckin' shit!"

"I told you," said Tamika.

Shaquana was quiet for a moment, as if mulling something over in her head; 
then she asked, "So...you'll do that for me too?"

I paused then said, "Only if Tamika agrees to it."

Tamika sucked her teeth.  "Shit, Girl, you greedy!  I told you I wouldn't 
mind if he ate your period, but I ain' said nothin' about you takin' a shit 
in his mouth."

"But I gotta go, Girlfriend, and since he like to do that, I figured I could 
just go in his mouth while you watch.  Then, like you said, it'll make it 
easier for him to fuck my ass after."

I turned to Tamika.  "So you told her that too, huh?"

Again the twelve-year-old just smiled sheepishly without answering me.  
Finally she looked at Shaquana and said, "Okay, Quan, you can do it, but 
just this once.  I don't want you comin' over here every time you gotta 
doo-doo, you hear?"

"Yeah, I hear you.  I promise not to wear out my welcome.  So where we gonna 
do it at, in here or in the bathroom?"

"Right here is good," I said, and I proceeded to stretch out, face up, on 
the big plastic mat that lay at the foot of my bed.  Facing my feet, 
Shaquana eagerly stood astride my body, and Tamika instructed her on exactly 
where and how far down to squat to make sure that her anus was aimed 
directly over my mouth.  When she was sure the teenager was properly poised, 
Tamika announced that the teenager was "good to go" and got down on her 
hands and knees right next to us, bending down low and cocking her head to 
the side, as she attempted to get the best vantage point possible.

As Shaquana settled herself over my face, I heard her mutter, "I can't 
believe I'm doin' this fuckin' shit."  But, whether she believed it or not, 
she had apparently made up her mind to see it through, because that ass 
didn't seem to be going anywhere.  For the next several seconds, I watched 
her asshole pucker over and over again as she strained to move her bowels. 
After a while, though, she lifted up a little and looked down at me through 
her legs.

"I can't get started," she said.  "I'm gonna need some help."

"Okay," I said, and my heart began to race, because I understood exactly 
what kind of "help" she was talking about.  I pulled down on her thighs, 
signalling her to lower her ass again, lifted my head, and began to suck her 
anus in preparation. As my tongue repeatedly brushed against her turd, I 
could feel my cock getting harder, which was another important part of 
preparing to help her.

"Lift up some, Girl," said Tamika.  "I can't see."

"Don't worry; you ain't missin' nothin'.  He's just makin' sure I'm ready."

It wasn't until then that Tamika realized what the two of us were preparing 
to do, and even from my position on the floor, I could see her mouth drop 
open in surprise.

"You mean you gonna let him stick it up your butt when you still gotta take 
a shit?!"

"I can't help it, Girlfriend.  The only way it's gonna come out is if he 
goes in.  So do me a favor and lube up his dick for me."  But when Tamika 
reached for my jar of Vaseline, Shaquana said, "No, Girlfriend, just use 
your mouth."  Five seconds later, I shuddered and moaned as my cock was 
enveloped in a warm, wet pocket.

"Yeah, suck that dick," cooed Shaquana.  "Get it good and wet for my butt."

I wouldn't call Tamika an expert at sucking dick, but she wasn't bad, and my 
cock responded immediately to her attentiveness, as she swathed it with 
spit.

"Okay, Girlfriend, that's good," Shaquana said, and she moved from her 
position over my face and got down on her hands and knees in front of me.  
Bending low so that her ass stuck up high behind her, she turned her head 
back and simply said, "Okay, do it."

Pulling myself from beneath Shaquana, I quickly mounted the 
fourteen-year-old.  I was so excited about fucking the girl's shit-filled 
ass that I had to take a deep breath to hold myself back from ramming my 
cock inside her. Afterwards I carefully held on to the shaft of my 
super-hard cock and pushed the head against her bulging anus, while Tamika, 
crouching nearby, stared wide-eyed.  With just a little pressure, it popped 
right inside, causing the teenager to moan.  I could feel her turd 
immediately.  My dick was nosing directly into it, spreading it out while 
pushing it back up her anal canal.  I was now holding on tightly to 
Shaquana's hips, and I could feel her body trembling as my rock-hard cock 
sank deeper and deeper into her shit-clogged rectum.

"Stick it all the way in there, Bob!" Tamika encouraged me, her face now 
only inches away from my penetration point.  "Push that shit right back up 
her fuckin' ass!"

"Shit!" Shaquana suddenly yelled out.  "It feels like my fuckin' guts are 
gonna burst!"

I continued my slow, steady descent into her bowels until I was inside her 
up to my balls.

"Oh, fuck!  He did it!" Tamika said, amazed.  "It's all the way up your 
ass!"

"Good," grunted Shaquana.  "Now just wait a minute then fuck me hard and 
fast, but don't come, 'cause I still wanna give you what's in there, okay?"

"Sure, no problem," I gasped.

Adjusting my position, I just lay on top of the fourteen-year-old, relishing 
not on the steady pulsating of her tight anal tunnel but also the strange 
new sensation of my dick ensheathed in a load of warm shit.  After a couple 
of minutes, I slowly pulled back until only the head of my dick remained 
inside Shaquana's asshole.  Glancing down, I saw that my whole shaft was 
coated with light-brown shit, and just as I noted this, a powerful odor rose 
up, causing Tamika to retreat from her up-close position.

"God, Girl!" Tamika said, fanning the air.  "You stink!"

But for me, the smell of Shaquana's shit was stimulating, making me even 
hornier than I already was.  Inhaling it deeply, I roughly shoved my schlong 
back up her ass, making her yelp.  I then began to fuck her exactly the way 
she'd asked--hard and fast, my balls slapping against her gaping cunt and my 
pole making a kind of "splooshing" sound as it plunged into her poop, 
softening it up so she could feed it to me.

"Fuck my shitty ass!" Shaquana cried.  "Stir my fuckin' turds!"

After only a few minutes of "quick-sticking" Shaquana, I felt my orgasm 
approaching, so on my next out-stroke, I pulled all the way of the 
fourteen-year-old's asshole, dragging a small piece of shit out as well, 
which plopped onto the floor.  There was also a big chunk of turd sticking 
to the crown of my dick, and Tamika frowned as she watched me scoop it off, 
pop it into my mouth and swallow it.  I then stretched out on the floor, and 
Shaquana, without saying a word, simply crawled over and again squatted over 
my face.

This time the young teenager had no problem doing her business, for the 
moment she was in position, her super-relaxed asshole blossomed open and a 
light-brown, semi-soft turd gushed out, plopping thickly into my open mouth. 
  Indeed, it was coming out so fast that I could barely keep up with it.  
Fortunately, it was now soft enough for me to swallow without much chewing, 
so I just kept my mouth open and gulped, forcing big blobs of shit down my 
throat.

"Yeah, eat that nasty shit, Bob!" said Tamika.  "Show my girlfriend what a 
fuckin' freak you are!"  (And while I couldn't see her, I could tell by the 
shakiness of her speech that she was probably fingering herself again as she 
watched us.)

As I continued to scoff down Shaquana's bowel movement, I could feel 
something wet hitting my chin.  At first I thought it was piss, but its 
consistency was too thick.  That's when I realized that it was leftover 
blood dripping out of Shaquana's pussy.  This made me so horny that I could 
feel my dick and balls straining with tension; I was desperate for relief.

Before Shaquana even finished shitting, and before I finished swallowing 
what she'd dumped in my mouth, I pushed her off my face.  As she fell 
forward onto her hands and knees, I watched one last blob of shit push out 
her puckered poop chute and drop between her legs.  I was on her before her 
anus had a chance to close up even a little.  With one mighty shove, I 
buried my boner to the balls in Shaquana's shithole.

"FUCK!!" the fourteen-year-old screamed, and for a moment I thought I'd gone 
too far, that I'd been too rough with the teenager, but then she said, 
"Yeah, you fuckin' shit eater!  Bust my booty wide open!"

I glanced over at Tamika and saw this wild-eyed look on her face.  She was 
still crouched down beside us, still staring at us, but she was back in that 
same trance she'd fallen into before, as she breathed heavily from her 
slightly open mouth and continued to frig herself.  By now, I was really 
into fucking Shaquana up the ass, holding tightly onto her wide hips as I 
repeatedly drove my dong to the bottom of her bunghole.  Since most of the 
shit that had been up her ass was now inside my stomach (along with most of 
her monthly female discharge), there was a lot more room in her rectum, and 
I was eager to have my schlong explore this new open territory.

"Yeah, bang that booty!" Shaquana said; then, much to my surprise and 
delight, she turned her head towards Tamika and added, softly, "Come here, 
Girlfriend.  I wanna suck your pussy while he's fuckin' my ass."

I expected Tamika to balk, since she'd said nothing to me about their having 
any kind of sexual relationship, so I was again surprised when she scrambled 
over, lay in front of Shaquana, and spread her legs wide open.  Without 
missing a beat, Shaquana thrust her face between the twelve-year-old's 
thighs and settled her mouth over the girl's moist, hairless opening.

"Oooh, shit!" Tamika moaned, and, as if by instinct, she closed her eyes, 
dug her fingers into Shaquana's dreadlocks, and pulled, trapping the girl's 
face in her pussy.  "Yeah, Girl!  Eat my cunt!  Make me come!"

By now I was humping the fourteen-year-old so hard that I was shoving her 
whole body forward--and her face farther into Tamika's snatch--with every 
stroke.  And I was able to enjoy not only the sound of our fucking, as my 
crotch slapped against her ass cheeks, but also the sight, since, whenever I 
glanced down, I could see a ripple pass through her ass each time I crashed 
into her.  Mostly, though, I was watching Tamika and getting off on the 
variety of facial expressions and little noises she was making as Shaquana 
licked her slit.  Only once as I was looking at her did she briefly open her 
eyes, and when she saw me staring at her, she smiled, winked, then went 
right back "under" again, surrendering herself to the persistent attentions 
of her teenaged friend's lips and tongue.

Naturally, participating in an unexpected threesome like this with two of 
the youngest, cutest girls I'd ever met made it very difficult to string out 
my pleasure, so I wasn't surprised when I felt my orgasm coming on and, in 
fact, wasn't inclined to slow down to try to hold it back, because a part of 
me was eager to empty my balls in this fourteen-year-old's succulent shit 
sac.  Only a few strokes later, I planted my pole as far up Shaquana's ass 
as I could while pulling her hips back against my crotch.

"Unngh!  Unngh!  I'm coming!" I grunted.  "Take it up that ass!"

"Yeah, Bob!" Tamika urged, now bucking her crotch against Shaquana's face, 
just like Shaquana had done to me earlier. "Shoot your sperm right up her 
shitty ass!"

Shaquana, hanging on tightly to Tamika's thighs while furiously sucking her 
cunt, just moaned as I blasted several days' worth of semen into her rectum, 
filling the spasming  orifice with spurt after spurt of hot stickiness.

"Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!  I'm comin'!" Tamika suddenly screamed.  "Eat it!"  
And she threw her head back and moaned, her whole body now quivering as she 
maintained a death grip on the back of Shaquana's head, forcing the teenager 
to finish what she'd started.

Shaquana just moaned, as she ingested come from both ends, but even as the 
last of my sperm dribbled into her and my dick began to soften, I knew I 
wasn't through using the fourteen-year-old's backdoor.  As a panting Tamika 
edged away from her friend's face, I steadied my hold on her hips, took a 
deep breath, and released.

"Fuck!  Shit!" Shaquana cried out.

"What's the matter?" asked Tamika.  "What's goin' on?"

"He's fuckin' PISSIN' up my ass!"

"Oh, shit!  For real?"

"Yeah, Girlfriend, and it feel like he's fillin' up my whole fuckin' insides 
with it!"

That wasn't far from the truth.  I'd been needing to take a leak ever since 
the girls first came in, but I didn't want to leave them just when our sex 
play was developing, so I'd waited.  Now that I'd unloaded my pent-up sperm 
in the girl's asshole, I was eagerly spouting a heavy stream of stored-up 
piss into it as well, instantly transforming it from a substitute pussy into 
substitute urinal, as my pee surged past her rectum and into her colon.

"Yeah, Bob, do it!  Give me every fuckin' drop you have!" Shaquana groaned, 
her body twitching in response to so much piss being pumped into her.  "And 
when you finish, I'm gonna give it all right back to you!"

When I heard the girl say that, it was suddenly a little harder for me to 
piss, because my dick started getting hard again.  Only once before had I 
freaked on a woman by peeing in her asshole after I'd ass fucked her, but 
afterwards she had jumped up and run to the bathroom to let it all out.  
Somehow it had never even occurred to me to try sucking everything back out 
of her, so I was totally intrigued when the fourteen-year-old voiced her 
intentions.  I was also a little fearful, but the overall excitement of 
drinking Shaquana's colon cocktail quickly consumed that fear.

Finally I had emptied my bladder in the girl's poop chute.  I then slowly 
pulled back until the head of my shrinking dick popped out of her.  Even 
with her bowels full of piss, come and leftover shit, Shaquana was somehow 
able to close up her sphincter before any of it escaped and squat over my 
face again, while Tamika once more took her place beside us to watch.  Right 
away the teenager's asshole puckered up and a long, wet fart blew out of it 
spraying my face with the smelly concoction that filled her anal tract.

"Phew!" Tamika complained, turning up her nose and backing away. "That smell 
BAD!"  But it was obviously not bad enough to keep her away, because about 
two seconds later, she moved right back in close again, just as Shaquana's 
anus bloomed open and a translucent light-brown liquid gushed out, exiting 
so fast that some of it splashed out of my mouth and hit Tamika in the face.

"Yuck!" the girl squealed, jerking back and wiping at her cheek.  But again 
she was only briefly deterred and, seconds later, once more moved in close 
to watch me swallow the disgusting mixture at the back of my throat, as it 
rapidly filled and refilled my mouth.

"Damn," Shaquana sighed.  "It's such a fuckin' relief to let this shit out."

"Well, you damn sure got enough of it in there!" Tamika responded, as the 
stinky stream continued to shoot out of her friend's shithole.  "It's like 
he pissed a whole fuckin' RIVER up your ass!"

"I know, Girlfriend.  When he went in me, it felt just like a fuckin' ENEMA! 
  Like I said, I could feel that hot piss all up inside me!"

"Mm, mm, mm," Tamika said, shaking her head as she stared down at me, "and 
he drinkin' it.  His own fuckin' piss."

"Not just piss, Girlfriend; don't forget there's doo-doo and come in there 
too.  And he swallowin' ALL that shit."

"Yeah, I know.  You can't get no fuckin' nastier than that."

Listening to the two girls talk about me while I was right there downing the 
disgusting draught just made me hornier and more determined than ever to 
gulp down the entire contents of Shaquana's teenaged bowels.

It took several minutes for the fourteen-year-old to completely empty her 
colon, and I was surprised when--after some final additional long, wet 
farts--the last thing to leave her puckered port was a slimy cluster of 
small turds, which sluiced from her shithole and slopped into my mouth.  
When, afterwards, I noticed the Shaquana's anus was simply kissing at me, 
with nothing more coming out, I hurriedly swallowed the shit that was still 
sitting in my mouth then lifted my head and speared my tongue into her.

"Oooo, yeah," Shaquana cooed.  "Clean that leftover shit and piss outta my 
stink ass!"  And she gently lowered her ass to my face, so I wouldn't have 
to crane my neck to reach her poop chute.  I was just finishing my booty 
duty when I heard Tamika gasp.

"Oh, shit!" she said.  "Look what time it is!"

Lifting her ass off my face, Shaquana glanced at my clock-radio and said, 
"Yeah, Girlfriend, we gotta get the fuck outta here."

"What's the rush, girls?"

"'Scare Me to Death - 5' is playin' 'round the corner," said Shaquana, "and 
it's startin' in half an hour!"

"Bob, can we use your shower?" Tamika asked.

"Sure, no problem."

There followed a flurry of activity, as the girls grabbed up their clothes, 
jumped over my still prone body, and sprinted to the bathroom.  Here we had 
just engaged in some of the kinkiest sex imaginable, yet they seemed to be 
much more excited about seeing a movie.  But then I had to remind myself who 
I was dealing with and how girls their ages had the amazing ability get 
positively giddy about something as mundane as shopping at the mall.

Getting up, I put on my robe, picked up the girls' backpacks, and carried 
them out of the room.  As I passed the bathroom, I could hear giggling 
amidst the running water.  A few minutes later, the door swung open and the 
now fully-clothed girls were surprised to see me standing there with their 
backpacks.  I helped them put them on and led them to the front door.  After 
reminding the girls how important it was that they share this experience 
only with each other, I thanked them for coming over, unlocked the door, 
stuck my head out to check the hallway, and let them out, watching as they 
scurried into the stairwell instead of waiting for the elevator.

After I relocked the door, I felt the same time warp sensation I'd 
experienced after my first encounter with Tamika, as though what had 
happened occurred days ago.  But this time, even before I got back to my 
bedroom, I knew that the evidence of what the two girls and I had 
done--blood, shit and all--would still be there, and the reality of our 
kinky encounter would come rushing back to linger forever in my brain as a 
warm memory.


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