Perverts 'R' Us

A 36th (Dirty Sexed) Precinct Tale: Charlene

By The Purvv ( M/f, teen, reluc, coer, inc-fath/dau, IR, oral, anal )

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Prologue

The 36th Precinct, affectionately known as the 'Dirty Sexed Precinct' to the officers assigned to it, was a collection of misfits, recruits, and a smattering of regulars. It was a combination of good guys and bad, mostly good. The bad consisted mostly of those officers who were charged and/or investigated of crimes, usually of a sexual nature, sometimes proven, mostly not. It was a 'dumping ground' where the department was able to keep a tighter lid on potentially troubled officers.

Where I fit into those categories is not important. For purposes of reader understanding, I offer these comments. I was assigned to the 36th for fifteen years and during that time, I heard some of the most outlandish tales, most of them true. Yet, because I was not actually present and sometimes heard these tales third and fourth hand, I freely admit that almost all of the dialect in these tales was invented in my imagination to meet the known facts. The thoughts and the 'ooooo's and ahhhh's' are almost exclusively mine but they were not the product of whole cloth. They were added to the known facts, which are the basis for these tales, and only added for the reader's enjoyment.

The Detective in this tale was only with us for about six months before he passed on. He was transferred to our precinct after telling this story to fellow officers in his prior assignment. He was never charged nor, to my knowledge, was he even investigated.

Part 1

Charlene was panic-stricken. The 14-year-old girl had been unhurt in a car accident. Her mother, who had been driving, was apparently going to be treated and kept overnight in the hospital.

The policeman at the scene had written down all of the information about the accident but now the young girl was in the police station and was being questioned by Detective Mark Bovier. Although his questions seemed gentle enough, the youngster was sure that she knew what he was doing. As usual, her mother had been on 'coke' and Charlene knew that that was the reason for the accident. However, she didn't dare tell the detective, even though she was pretty sure that he already knew. She was afraid that her mom would be put away as her father had been, and that she would be left alone. The teen was afraid for herself.

All during his gentle questioning, the young girl sobbed and cried. Mark was sure that he knew what had happened. He had seen the same story played out with different characters countless times.

"Is Momma gonna go to jail?" the youngster sobbed.

Mark could tell how much of a panic that she was in and he knew why. He knew that her father was already in jail and, even though it hadn't been confirmed, he also knew that the girl's mother had been under the influence. He was the one that was going to put the girl's mother away and the youngster seemed to have a sense about that.

"Easy girl...Calm down..." he spoke gently.

Mark watched the teen as her shoulders shook. For at least the 10th time that night his eyes again dropped and looked at the flesh of the youngster's thighs, which were so exposed in the ultra-short skirt. He had never experienced anything like this before. He was actually desirous of this young black girl and he didn't have the slightest idea why. He tore his eyes away from her legs and tried to reason with himself.

Sure, she was without a doubt the prettiest black girl that he had ever seen but...JUST THAT! She was black and she was a girl...a child, actually. Was he honestly thinking about fucking her? And, if so, why? He really had no answer. He only knew that the youngster turned him on. He had never before had any desire to fuck a black and never before had a desire to fuck any girl so young. Yet, here he was contemplating the forbidden.

Mark knew that he had Charlene's mother's future under his control. The only questions remaining were did the youngster realize that he had the power and was she frightened enough for her own self to allow him to have his way? Throughout the hour of questioning Mark continued to hint to the youngster that he was probably going to be forced to put her mother away and he left the girl in doubt as to what might happen with her.

"Please mister, don't put Momma in jail," she pleaded.

It was getting close to midnight. He had to make a decision and go on from there. By this time he had looked over the teen's body so hard and so many times that the decision was almost an afterthought.

"Well, I'll sleep on it girl. We both know that your mother should be put away, but tonight she'll be in the hospital anyway, so I won't have to decide until the morning," he lied.

"Please no mister, please."

"I'm not going to promise you anything because I don't think I'm going to change my mind. But I like you honey, so I'll at least think about it."

Mark finished his paperwork, which covered up the fact that Charlene's mother had been doing drugs. However, he didn't tell the girl what he had done. He gave his replacement a briefing on the night. Without going into detail he told him that the girl in the chair had been in an accident and being that he was off duty and her house was on his way home, he would drop her off.

Five minutes later, he walked back over to the young girl and said, "C'mon girl, I'll take you home," and he extended his hand.

"But..." she said as she gave him her hand and stood up.

Mark cut her off quickly so that she didn't say anything that might get his replacement suspicious, "Just c'mon kid, we'll talk on the way."

His heart was pounding. He could not only lose his job; he could even go to jail if he went through with his thoughts. He was already on dangerous ground. Charlene was still sniffling and Mark put a comforting arm around her, leading her out to his car.

She sat in the passenger seat and because of the shortness of her skirt Mark was again afforded a full view of the youth's legs as she sat alongside of him. He pulled out of the parking spot and started driving, his eyes flashing down to her legs, which could barely be seen in the darkness of the night.

He had to make a final decision. Charlene's house was actually in the opposite direction of his. Another sob came from her throat and once more tears flowed down her cheeks. Her shoulders twitched with her sobs. Mark nervously took his hand away from the steering wheel and slowly lowered it. Gently he placed it on the flesh of the upper part of the girl's leg, about six inches above her knee. His cock became enlarged.

"Calm down girl. It's not the end of the world," he said softly.

He could feel the heat from her leg within the palm of his hand, which was now slightly sweating. He squeezed her gently and his cock twitched inside of his pants.

Suddenly Charlene's mind began to focus. She was street smart. She realized that this man's hand was on her leg. She knew that she was a pretty girl and she remembered all of those times that she had heard that 'whitey' only wanted one thing from the sisters.

Could it be? Was this detective...? A thousand things flashed through her young mind and she quickly calculated what was what.

"It...It will be if...if Momma goes to jail," she said.

"Well, you know hon," he whispered, as he squeezed her leg again, "I said I'd sleep on it. I haven't made up my mind yet."

The girl was frightened. She was sure what was happening but she wasn't sure how she should react, "Do...do you think you'll, er, change your mind?" she asked, nervously.

Mark's hard-on was raging. The thought of fucking this young beauty had him already past the point of no return. He allowed his hand to fall onto the flesh of her soft inner thigh, which was radiating heat. The skin was as smooth as a baby's.

Reacting in fright, her legs closed and tightened on his hand.

"Would you want me to change my mind?" he asked softly.

Charlene felt the heat from his strong fingers on her flesh. She knew for sure now what he wanted to do. It was only a matter of her agreeing to go along and getting some assurance from this pig that he'd let her mother come home.

"Yes," she responded, her tone non-committal.

"You want me to do you that favor?"

"Yes."

"Is there any reason that I should?" he whispered.

The frightened teen made her final decision. Slowly Mark felt the pressure from her closed thighs ease up on his hand as she relaxed her legs and parted them ever so slightly.

Mark's cock twitched furiously and as he squirmed he suddenly felt a liberal amount of wetness within his shorts.

"Are...Are you sure that Momma won't go to jail?"

Mark was beside himself. Until now, he hadn't been sure whether the girl understood. Now he was 95% positive. Only one more thing to confirm, "You wanna stay at my house for the night...?"

He turned and looked at her, and in the darkness the whiteness of her eyes was prominent. She nodded her assent. His hand began rubbing the girl's soft thigh.

"You promise - - Momma - - You can do it, right?"

He was driving at a quicker speed toward his house now. Then a thought came to him. She was going this far, so...

"I...Yeah I can but, er, you understand, it all depends, right?"

"Yeah."

"It all depends on you," he emphasized.

"I know..." she said, almost ashamedly.

"Charlene...You do realize that I could lose my job, letting your mother go free, right?" he said softly.

She nodded.

"I mean this, er, what we're gonna do, er...Let me ask hon. Are you a virgin?"

The youngster hesitated a moment, before she then shook her head faintly.

"Good," he said, "I was afraid that you wouldn't understand. This isn't just for a night's regular sex."

Charlene stiffened. He felt her muscles tighten under his hand.

"Wh-what do, do you mean?"

He was at his house now and he pulled the car into the driveway, turned off the ignition and turned to her, "Well, I can get a piece of black pussy anytime. Tonight has to be special. As long as tonight's special I'll make sure that your mother comes home."

The teen's eyes reflected her fright. What did this honky have in mind? "How...W-what do you mean...special?"

Mark looked directly into the youngster's scared face. "Special...Like not only black pussy, but also black mouth. And a nice piece of black ass! And I wanna cum in them all," he said softly.

"NO!" she rebelled. The 14-year-old's horror was obvious. "I...I can't...I won't...No!"

"Well, it's up to you...if you want I'll, er, take you home," he said, while telling himself, 'LIKE HELL I WILL!'

He never before had such a raging hard-on. Never before had he ever wanted any girl or woman as badly as he wanted this beautiful teen.

"I can't...I never..." She was almost pleading. It was bad enough to be fucked by a pig, never mind doing those other things. Charlene knew what he wanted but she had a rebellious streak.

"If you want your mother, you're gonna have to sacrifice."

"I'm sorry, I can't..." the panicked girl whispered. "I can't do that...those...I can't let you...I couldn't take that stuff in me...in my mouth and all...It would be awful."

"Nah," he made light of the ordeal. "It will taste good...I promise."

She shook her head and then was suddenly struck with an idea. Belligerently, she said, "If it tastes so good, will you taste it too?"

He looked at her in disbelief. As perverted as this sounded he knew that he could agree and then later refuse to go through with it. Yet, he couldn't help noticing how his prick throbbed at her question and how excited the idea made him.

"Yeah honey, I will...sure."

Part 2

As Charlene stood by the bed he spoke, "Take off your things, sweetheart."

Mark began stripping off his own clothes from his body and his eyes remained hotly fastened on the youth as she grabbed at the hem of her sweater. She pulled it up slowly, revealing a black bra, which seemed more filled with flesh than he had anticipated. Then she pulled the sweater over her head, letting it drop to the floor.

His eyes were eagerly burning into the teen's body. The smooth black texture was driving him wild. Her eyes watched his and she knew how much she was turning the pig on. She moved her fingers to the side of her skirt. As she pulled down the zipper, she was stepping out of her sandals. Then the short skirt was falling down her young body and his eyes were caressing her long legs.

Mark's mouth was totally dry. He continuously licked at his lips as his eyes moved to the black silk panties that were clinging to the teen's hips and buttocks. He moved his eyes to her crotch. Mark wanted to taste her!

Slowly, almost teasingly, her hands moved to the elastic of her panties as he began removing his shorts.

"Wait!" he commanded her.

He finished removing his shorts and then stood completely naked before her.

Charlene stood there in only her panties. She allowed her eyes to lower themselves, and with fascination, she watched his white cock twitch. It looked strange, but somewhat cute. It was anything but fearsome.

Mark walked next to her. Her young legs were trembling. Their eyes met and he whispered, "Let me..."

Then, to Charlene's surprise, the policeman slowly lowered himself and knelt directly in front of her. His face was just panties-level. With an understanding gentleness, his hands reached out and were placed on the teen's waist. The softness of her skin was unbelievable to him. The youngster felt heat inside her as the detective's fingers landed on her skin.

Then, gently and slowly, his hands on either side of her hips moved past the elastic and began guiding the panties off her body. Slowly he guided them off her hips and began pushing them over and down her long black legs. As he directed them downward, his eyes riveted on the mound of pussy that had been hidden underneath the black silk.

As his hands reached the floor with the panties, they then moved around the young girl's ankles. While his hands slowly began moving upward on her skin, he moved his mouth into the girl's mound. The aroma emanating from this area was awesome to Mark.

Charlene gasped as she felt the man's hot breath upon her body. She then felt his hands pushing at her hips, assisting her backward to the bed. Feeling the mattress at the back of her knees she lowered her backside down on the side of the bed and his hands moved back down quickly inside of her thighs, directing them to part. He stayed kneeling, and moved in toward her. His face was between her legs and his eyes were only inches from the mouth of his desire. He moved his hands to the young girl's pussy. Gently, his thumbs parted the cunt lips.

"Nnnnnnggggg," she moaned at his touch.

Mark was utterly fascinated in seeing the bright pink inner lips and inner flesh of the youngster's cunt nestled within the brown thighs. The aroma was drawing his nose into her, like a magnet. He had to taste her...smell her...eat her!

As he pushed his face into her, Charlene's hands reached down and clasped the policeman's head, pulling him into her. His nose moved in first. He wanted to bury himself in the powerful aphrodisiastic aroma. His nose pushed in forcefully, and as it penetrated into the hole, he sucked in air.

"Nnnnnmmmmnnnngggg, oooooo..." Charlene squeezed his head with all of her power as a tremendous thrill of excitable pleasure shot through her whole being. The sensations going through her were indescribable.

Mark pulled his nose back and allowed his tongue to patrol the slickened slit. The girl's body was self-lubricating and the wonderful flavors of her cunt intoxicated him.

"Ohhhhhhh," Charlene cried as a spasm overtook her. Unable to control her movements, the pleasures running wild within her body forced her legs to rise and instinctively move over his shoulders. Then her heels were digging into his back and her hot thighs were squeezing on his ears. She continued to clutch at his head with clenched fingers, not allowing him the luxury to stop to catch his breath.

"Ohhh, ohhh..." The youth was bucking her cunt into his wildly sucking, licking mouth. Mark was as wild as the girl was. He wanted to taste every drop of stickiness that was within the delicious pussy and his tongue worked in and out of her seeping hole, and around and around her reverberating clitoris. All the while, she was fucking up into his mouth.

Mark couldn't wait any longer. He forced his mouth and head away and moved her legs off his shoulders. He slowly rose upward and stood momentarily between her spread legs, which were over the side of the bed, her feet on the floor. He lowered himself onto the hot nakedness of the girl. He slid eagerly upward and in a matter of seconds, his cock was moving into the target area. His body lay above hers and he looked down upon the teen.

Charlene was overcome with desire. This young black girl in heat was the most fascinating sight that he had ever seen. She had lust written all over her face. She was now living for only one thing...cock!

Mark drove his body down pushing his prick into the youth.

"OHHHHHHH! OHHH!" she bucked up wildly to engage him fully. Her legs wrapped expertly around his body as she felt his cock fill up the emptiness within her, "Fuck me...ooohh...fuck meeeeee!"

There was a sound of urgency coming from the young girl that he didn't know existed. Charlene was twisting and bucking wildly under him. Mark pushed inside and thrilled at the tight moist tunnel, first sucking him into her and then squeezing him back. Then repeating the procedure.

"OHHH FUCK ME OHHH," she continued crying out.

This was the best fuck that Mark had ever had in his life. He was pounding fiercely into the teen and apparently, it was hard enough for her because she continued to wildly push back and gyrate against him with tremendous force. Sweat was pouring off both of their thrusting bodies.

"Oh girl...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna make a ba...BABEEEEE...ooooo, mmmmm."

He was shooting his white juices deep into the black teen's cunt and she was so far-gone she wanted him to do it. She was clutching fiercely at him, pulling him tightly against her with all of her strength.

"Yes, yes, do it, ooo, yesssssss," she cried, as her final spasm drove her hips up and held them suspended in mid-air as her juices flowed around his cock which had forced out its last drops.

She shuddered and wrenched her hips twice more and then she too was finished. Then they both finally collapsed.

Mark stayed on top of the youngster's body for almost a minute as they both caught their breath. At last, he stood and bent down. He lifted her legs onto the bed.

"Moochie over," he whispered to her.

Charlene had never heard that word but she understood. She moved up totally onto the bed, making room for him next to her. Mark slid alongside, looking down at the teen who was now lying on her back. They were only now regaining a normal breathing pattern.

"That...You sweetheart, are some lover," he said admiringly.

She smiled up at him and he was taken aback. He knew how cute she had seemed, but this was the first real smile that he had seen on her face and to say that she had a winning smile would be a total injustice. Her smile was infectious, breathtaking. Her flawless black skin highlighted her white teeth.

"I didn't think...I didn't...but...it...it was good," she whispered in acknowledgment.

"Do you...Did you...?" He didn't know how to phrase the question but Charlene was wise beyond her years. She knew just what he wanted to know and she decided to be honest.

"Only my father," she whispered.

He stared at her in shock, which almost immediately turned to sorrow and then anger.

"He...he did it a lot...but it was only him," she said.

After about 30 seconds of silence he muttered, "Son of a bitch!"

"He...I'm kinda glad he's in jail. He always did me. That's why I...I didn't want you to do those things. He used to hurt me so much..." Her eyes were filled with tears from the memory.

"You mean he did all of that?" He was bewildered.

Charlene nodded. "Yeah...well, for most of the time it was only, you know, fucking," she said, and although he knew that she was a street-smart girl, he was still surprised by her language.

"It was only during the last year that he started doing the other things," she continued in a whisper. "And he hurt so much...he's so big - - A LOT BIGGER than you! That's for sure!"

Mark contemplated everything that the pretty young black girl was saying and reality was beginning to set in. "When...How old were you...when it started?"

Charlene thought back and then said, "I guess I was about eight or maybe nine. The first time, I was taken to the hospital. Momma and Daddy made me say that a stranger attacked me. I never...I never told anyone. I...I really hate him!"

Mark had never felt so sad in his life. "The bastard," he muttered.

He continued studying the youth. She was beautiful. He suddenly brought his own deed into his thinking and his guilt immediately filled up inside.

"Charlene...about us...what happened, you know...I, I'm sorry sweetheart. I...I'm just as much a creep as your father is. I'm truly sorry hon," he said dejectedly.

The youngster looked at him in disbelief. "Why...What...It was good! And you didn't make me and you didn't hurt me...It's okay...You, you were nice with me...I...I wish...I wish you were my Daddy!"

Tears began rolling down the teen's cheeks. Mark reached around and brought her into his waiting arms and then the girl began crying in earnest. He held her tight and comforted her, until she finally stopped. Then he moved back from her and rested alongside, on his back. Within minutes, Mark was asleep.

Part 3

Mark was only asleep for a few minutes when he felt a stirring in his crotch. Charlene had been innocently rolling his shrunken penis in her fingers when she decided to make him happy. It must have been something that he wanted because he asked for it earlier. Besides, he had been so nice to her. She had been expecting the worse but he surprised her with his gentleness. In addition, he was NOT going to put her mother away.

She remembered how her father's hugeness had filled her and gagged her. However, this guy was small and his cock was cute.

As he slept, she turned herself on the bed and crept down. She fingered his thing, at first squeezing it gently and then releasing the pressure. There was no reaction. Could she get him hard, she wondered?

The youngster moved her head over his crotch and looked at the 'tiny tot'. Holding his flesh between her fingers, she fed the tip into her hesitant lips. She sensed a stirring in his prick. She bravely pushed her head down further, taking the whole hunk of man-flesh into her hot wet mouth. At the same time, she moved her hand from his cock, downward, and she then cupped his balls in her hand.

Charlene began sucking and licking as she felt him beginning to swell inside of her mouth. His balls began to tighten in her softly grasping fingers.

Mark began stirring as the teen sucked gently, moving her young mouth up and down the enlarged shaft. Then he was finally fully awake and trying to imagine what was happening. As soon as he realized that it was the 14-year-old girl, he wanted her to stop. This wasn't fair to her, he swore to himself, but his passions wouldn't allow for him to stop her. He was thrilled by her wet sucking mouth.

"Oooooooo!" Mark squirmed under her expert oral maneuvering.

When she heard him moaning, Charlene, keeping her mouth on him, got up onto her knees, and then moved one leg over his chest. She was now straddling his chest, as she continued giving expert head. Once again, this black beauty had brought Mark to complete arousal. His cock was inflamed as she sucked and licked it. It filled her mouth nicely. She was actually enjoying the power that she had over this man.

The young girl's pussy was only a few inches from his face. He moved his hands into her crotch and his thumbs separated the lips of her cunt. At the same time he felt her teeth, barely touching his cock-flesh and playfully scraping upward, sending a wild thrill through him.

"Nnnnnnggggg," he uttered between clenched teeth.

Once again, Mark was fascinated by the open pinkness of her inner pussy, surrounded by a bush of black hair and encompassed by the beauty of brown flesh. He felt and saw the juices, which were seeping from her cunt. It was his cum. He moved his face between her burning thighs.

Charlene felt her body again reacting with pleasure and she urgently pushed her cuntal area downward to cover his attacking mouth and to eagerly accept his probing tongue.

"Ohhhhh," she cried as she pushed her mouth down to get his cock to her throat.

For everything that she hated her father for, she now loved about this pig.

To his wonderment, Mark felt her begin to fuck his mouth with her pussy. The taste was divine. The excitement was tremendous. He reached up his hands and clasped them on the cheeks of the young black girl's buttocks.

They were both muttering and groaning now as the pleasures of mouths upon genitals overwhelmed each of their bodies.

The teen continued grinding her pussy onto his eager mouth as her thighs involuntarily tightened and loosened around his face. Mark's brain was once more consumed with lust. A sudden inspiration of total depravity demanded that he taste the Sepia's ass. Licking upward, he ran his tongue inside of the crack while his thumbs parted her ass-cheeks for his oral assault. As he reached the youngster's shit-hole, he temporarily withdrew his face away and he looked upon her flesh - - at the forbidden opening - - with a hungry awe.

Charlene's mouth was expertly working on his cock and had him completely out of his senses. Pushing his thumb right to the girl's asshole, he opened her for his plunging mouth, tongue, and nose.

"Nnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!!!"

Mark's mouth was working as if each lick and each suck was his last and he was desperate for it not to end. He wanted to taste and tongue this evil empire which now controlled him; his whole being.

Both the policeman and the teen were grunting, groaning and moaning, as newly discovered pleasures surged through each of them.

As Charlene sucked up and down, Mark felt a final build-up inside of his tightened balls. He was getting ready to pop. He bucked up and down frantically as she squeezed his balls with one hand while her other kneaded his ass cheeks.

"Ohhh girl, oooo, I'm gonna cum...I'm...I'm cmmm oooooo cumming, oooo."

The young girl felt the squirts into her mouth. At the initial one, she swallowed the white man's cum into her throat, but with each successive blast, she allowed her mouth to be filled with his juices. At the same time, she was fucking her ass down into his mouth.

Then he was finished. His completion had temporarily drained his passion. He pulled his mouth from her ass-hole so that he could catch his breath.

Charlene pulled her lips off him. Her mouth was filled with his cum. Almost every drop that had shot out of him she now retained. She unsaddled from his chest and turned her body. Then her young tits were pressing against his chest and her face moved above his.

Mark looked up at the teen. A little cum was seeping from between her closed lips and suddenly he realized that she had his juices in her mouth. The look on the young girl's face coupled with the cum on her chin was totally erotic.

This kid actually wanted him to take his own cum into his mouth and, strangely enough, the thought was a complete turn-on for him. He watched as she lowered her brown, exotic looking face toward his. When she was only about six inches away her lips slowly parted and cum...HIS CUM...began oozing out.

Mark could no longer stand the weird excitement that he was feeling. He cried out, almost a mournful cry, and suddenly she brought her full mouth down onto his. He opened his lips, the two of them ground their lips together, and her tongue shoveled every drop of his cum into his desperate mouth.

They were kissing, licking, and sucking in wild abandonment and they continued until his mouth had received every drop of creamy cum from the teen; and all of it had passed down his throat. Finally, she rolled off him.

"Can I go to sleep now?" he teased with a big grin on his face.

Mark couldn't help himself. He was actually treating her as if she was a grown-up person; probably because she was acting so un-childish.

She allowed her gorgeous smile to come across her face, as she teased back, "But I thought that you wanted something else. I remember you saying something about a black piece of ass...didn't you?" she grinned.

"Yeah...Now let's call it a night...okay?" he said, with firmness.

Mark turned off the light. Lying down in the total darkness he tried to rationalize what he had done. It was total insanity. Here he was in his own house, lying in bed with a 14-year-old black girl whom he had, for all intents and purposes, raped, even though she didn't realize that that was what had happened. In addition, to make matters worse he was feeling for the youth as if she were a person. He not only was feeling sorry for her but he was also feeling a strange closeness toward her. Now he felt more like being her protector that her exploiter.

"Mark," she whispered.

"Go to sleep!" he ordered.

Charlene was street-smart. She was also sexually aware of a man's weaknesses. She liked Mark and she somehow felt that she could use him in the future.

And a deal was a deal.

Part 4

Shortly after 3 o'clock in the morning, Charlene turned on her side to face Mark, who was asleep and lying on his back. As she had earlier done, she again moved her tiny hand onto his crotch area and, when he didn't respond, the youngster took his flaccid prick in her slender fingers.

Slowly she pushed her hot naked body against his. Her soft breasts were pushing into his side and she carefully moved her mouth to within an inch of his ear. She forced her breathing into his ear as her fingers gently squeezed his prick. Lightly squeezing, then releasing. Doing it again...again...and again...

Charlene felt that same stirring under her fingers that she had felt earlier. Leaning forward she softly touched his ear with her parted lips, breathing hotly into his ear, while she continued squeezing softly on his flesh.

Even though he was asleep, Mark's body began to respond in his unconscious state. Charlene felt the prick swell under her fingers and she wrapped her hand tighter around the arousal.

Her mouth began sucking gently on Mark's ear and his body continued to react without his conscious participation. His cock was rock solid now and she then moved her tongue into the hole of his ear, lightly licking, while her hand continued its squeezing techniques.

Suddenly Mark was awake and he immediately knew what was happening. The sensations that the teen's mouth and probing tongue were causing were tremendous.

Charlene heard him moan. She wasn't sure if he was awake or not but she was determined to bring him back into a state that he couldn't stop her from her goal. Her mouth sucked on his ear temporarily, and then her tongue again shot into the hole. At the same time her fingers were still squeezing and releasing his pulsing prick.

"Nnnnnnnggggg," he groaned and she was sure that he was awake now. His head was squirming, and his cock was twitching, because of her oral assault on his ear. She was surprised by his lack of fight.

"Honey," she heard him plead, "We got to stop this...You...We..."

Charlene could tell that there was hardly any fight in him. She sensed that she had the upper hand with this guy.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," she murmured into his ear as her mouth, tongue and hand continued causing thrill upon thrill to flow through him.

"Stop...We better st-ahhhhhhh-pp! Nnnnnnggggg..." He was protesting verbally but not physically. He couldn't stop his body from enjoying the youngster's ministrations on him.

As she sucked and licked she whispered into his ear, "Can't ... stop ...! You ... promised ...! I ... promised ...! Can't break ... promise!"

Her fingers were now expertly pulling and stretching his cock to its maximum length, holding it in place, and then releasing it. Then she would redo this procedure.

"My ass... My black ass... You...owe...me... I...owe...you," she whispered wetly into his ear as she slowly stroked at his prick.

"Stop girl stop...please!" he pleadingly groaned.

Her hot mouth moved down, licking his neck and kissing his shoulder, and then it opened and enclosed his tit nipple. She sucked and licked and his hips began rotating involuntarily under the youngter's hand.

She whispered on him, "Do me...! My black ass... Do it...!"

"No!" He was almost in a panic. "Can't... It'll hurt you too much... No ass..." Mark was adamant; he wouldn't do that to this girl.

Suddenly he felt the young teen's nakedness moving. She was shifting positions. Then she was in a kneeling position facing the opposite way and Mark could feel her outer thigh rubbing against his shoulder.

Charlene bent her body forward. Her ass was alongside his face, "Touch it...! Touch my black ass... You said you wanted it... I promised... Touch it. It's okay... You'll see."

Mark was fighting with every decent bone in his body, but it was a losing battle. He reached back and, realizing her position, his hand moved to the round soft flesh of her ass-cheek and massaged.

"The hole... Your black asshole...!" she almost hissed and begged.

He didn't want to touch her, but he had to. No matter how hard he fought with himself not to, he wasn't succeeding. Charlene's hand was still keeping his prick excited. His mind was in a haze. He moved his palm from her cheek and slid it over to the crack area. His heart was pounding wildly within his chest. He turned on to his side and moved his finger into her crack as his cock twitched in her hand.

Then his finger moved to her hole. He felt a slipperiness. At the hole, he pushed, somewhat gently. He was surprised at the ease in which his finger moved past the outer hole.

"Ohhhhhh!" A pleasurable moan came from the teen.

Mark suddenly took notice. His finger slid into the channel quite easily. Again, she moaned and he realized just how slippery the girl felt. He withdrew his finger and she moaned once more. He didn't understand her slipperiness. Curious now, he added a second finger and both of them began to penetrate quite easily into her asshole.

"Nnnnngggg," she uttered.

Before advancing further, he withdrew the two fingers and then tried three at one time. Again, they slipped in easily and she groaned pleasurably.

"Nnngg...Dooo my...your black hole... Fuck it...!"

He didn't have any fight at all left. He had always wanted to fuck a girl in the ass and had never before been able. Now this youngster was allowing it…almost pleading for it.

"Get up...quick," he said.

Charlene quickly moved off the bed and immediately he was moving, following after her. Mark got behind her and hornily pushed the upper part of her body forward onto the bed. He could only see her shadow bent down, presenting her ass for him to abuse.

"You seem so loose...so wet..." he said as his raging cock moved into the little girl's ass crack.

"My Daddy taught me…" she spoke into the mattress. "Butter!"

Mark was thoroughly aroused. Standing behind the teen he allowed his finger to move into her crack and then into her asshole. Instead of instinctively, tensing Charlene had the presence of mind to totally relax her buttocks. Mark felt the smooth slickness, and his mind was becoming overwhelmed with lust. Now he realized that while he had been sleeping the youngster had purposely prepared her rectum for penetration.

"Put your white man in me...! Do it...!" she whispered.

Mark withdrew his finger and then moved the head of his cock to the youngster's hole. He wasn't sure if he was at the right spot. Then Charlene moved her hands to the cheeks of her ass, pulling them apart for him. When she felt Mark's cock at the correct location, she pushed her buttocks back toward him.

Then Mark felt his cock penetrating into the teen's incredibly tight asshole. The tightness was unbelievable yet it slid in without much force. It ever so slowly moved into her, deeper and deeper.

"OHHH! OHHH! OHHH!" she cried.

Finally, he was all the way inside her. He felt her muscles squeezing and releasing on his pulsating prick. Her ass was milking him as if it had a mind of its own. Then he slid back and she moaned again.

Then Mark began fucking the girl's ass in earnest. Thrusting hard to hear her grunt, and then withdrawing gingerly to hear her moan. His hands moved under her body and he began squeezing the soft exciting flesh of her young, budding tits.

Mark and she were totally in animal-mode by now. They were both breathing heavily; panting, moaning, and groaning as his cock moved up and down inside of her ass, which was clutching at his every withdrawal. She was giving him her all and he loved her for it. He was ready to explode and he pumped fiercely.

"Oh girl...oooo, I'm gonna cum..."

"Come on...in me...hurry...nnnnnnggghhh...You, y-you promised...to lick me out...right...?"

Mark didn't care anymore. He was now feeling a real love for this young teen, a love that he didn't ever imagine could exist. He owned every hole that she had...

...And she owned him!

"Cumming, I...I'm cumming…" He began shooting his hot juices into her rectal channel as he continued sliding in and out of the battered hole.

"Oh yeah...do it do me do me," she cried as his last drops shot into her. Her hole squeezed him dry.

Almost immediately his cock shrunk and he rolled off the girl, thoroughly exhausted. Totally sated, they both moved back up onto the bed together and lay on their backs alongside of each other; panting.

Part 5

Mark got up and went to the bathroom. As he relieved himself, he looked down at his battered prick. It had been quite a while since he had an all-nighter like this. It was after four in the morning. He would never forget this.

When he walked back to the bedroom the youngster was lying on her side, still completely nude. She had a tired, contented smile upon seeing his obvious exhaustion.

Mark grabbed the blanket from the side of the bed and then he climbed up alongside of her and brought the blanket up over both of their bodies. She pushed it right back down to her waist and lay there naked, from the waist up.

Mark's eyes looked at the beautifully shaped young breasts.

He also lay on his side, facing her.

"Now, goodnight, finally, okay?" he said mockingly.

A mischievous grin was playing on the youngster's face and she moved her hand under the blanket down to his crotch, where she gently cupped his balls.

"Okay," she said softly. "You go to sleep. I just want to feel...touch you. Okay?"

He looked at her with surprise but he was sure that he was exhausted enough that her hand wouldn't bother him. He still couldn't believe that he had allowed himself to get involved with this young girl. Looking at her, he was really impressed with her beauty.

As his eyes started to droop, she playfully squeezed gently on his testicles. His eyes opened and looked at her. She still had a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. His eyes again began to flutter and once more, she gently squeezed. Again, his eyes opened and watched her watching him with amusement. Each time that his eyes started to close Charlene's hand closed upon his balls. Soon they began to get tight.

Mark's eyes weren't trying to close anymore as the youngster's hand was creating a stirring within his crotch. Soon her hand moved from his testicles and rubbed up on his shaft, which was now in a semi-hard state. Clasping it in her hand she squeezed on the flesh. It was expanding within her grasp.

Charlene knew that she was rousing the cop again. She wanted one more thing from him. She began the squeezing-releasing process and Mark's cock rose to its full state.

"Mmmmm. Gawd girl, what did I create? You're a black Lolita," he whispered as her fingers worked on him.

"Want me to stop?" she challenged wickedly.

When his cock twitched in her hand, she knew what his answer was. Then she pulled his flesh up to its maximum and held it in that position for about ten seconds before pushing the skin back down. She did the same thing again and he let out a soft moan. Her tiny hand was massaging his cock; gently, but expertly.

Mark was aroused once more. He was surprised at himself but he knew that he was going to be able to fuck the teen one more time. He was amazed that he could get aroused so soon again but the heat from her stroking hand was creating great feelings for him.

With her hand stroking his flesh, Charlene moved her hot little body into his and he felt the youngster's mouth and tongue capture and excite his sensitive ear.

"Nnnnnnnnggggg," he groaned. He was fully aroused now.

Charlene's tongue licked inside and around his ear and her hot wet lips opened to take it within her mouth. She was stroking a little bit more forcefully on his prick. Suddenly, she twisted her body and before he was aware of what she was doing, her mouth moved over his chest, breast and stomach; licking, kissing and sucking. Heading for his throbbing cock, which she was now stroking in earnest.

Mark was groaning and his body was moving beneath her.

Charlene had once more moved down and climbed up and over him. Her leg had moved over his chest and she was straddling him again as she faced the opposite direction. Her hand was stroking his prick and he felt the heat from her breath upon his flesh. Her hand held his prick still and she lowered her mouth. She fed just the tip between her pursed lips and she worked it as if it were a massive straw, sucking on the cock-head.

"Nnnnnnggg, OHHHHH!" he cried as she began alternating her hand and her mouth upon him.

Mark's eyes were on the teen's cunt again and the aroma was again exciting him. God, he thought, whoever thought that I would want to eat black pussy? He pushed his face into her twat and she "oooooooo'ed," pushing down on his face as her mouth opened and pushed all the way down on his shaft. Then she slid all the way off it. One of her hands was continuously gently squeezing his balls and her other hand was at the lower part of his cock, her fingers performing magic.

"Nnnnnggg, oooo... No...not...ooo," she was grunting. "Stop...please...please... Do my butt... Please... Put your mouth... Taste my ass..." she said as she lifted herself away from his mouth and hovered above.

Although Mark was inflamed, he didn't know if he could do what the girl wanted. He shifted somewhat and lifted his head. Then the youngster's beautiful brown ass was staring him in the face.

Charlene was working like a pro upon his prick and he could feel himself building to explode. His hands moved onto the ass-cheeks. His thumbs moved to the crack. Then he was opening up the cheeks. He saw the girl's asshole. It was leaking butter and cum. It looked red and sore from his earlier assault and he became totally overwhelmed with lust. The complete raunchiness of the situation got to him. He allowed a mournful cry to escape through his lips and he plunged his mouth into the forbidden zone on the youth. She groaned wildly.

Mark abandoned all sense of righteousness and sucked his mouth desperately on the youngster's ass. His tongue stiffened and pushed into her asshole.

Charlene was muttering as she pulled on his cock.

"Oooooo Daddy did it...daddy did it...Oooooo, Ohhh, yeah, Oh...eat, taste, oh, lick...lick it out...lick your stuff out...lick daddy's stuff out...OHHHOHHH."

"Mmm" "Nnnnngggg" "Mmmmmm" Mark was grunting and groaning as he sucked and licked frantically at the youngster's bittersweet ass. Butter and cum were saturating his mouth and covering his cheeks. He felt his cock erupting as she pulled up and down with a fury.

Epilogue

"The poor girl was dealt such a rotten hand. She's just got to be fucked up her whole life," said Patrolman John Slosser, referring to Charlene.

John had been the officer at the scene of the prior night's accident and was the one who brought the youngster into the detective bureau while his partner stayed at the hospital with Charlene's mother.

"Why do you say that?" Mark asked, matter-of-factly.

"She's got a mother who's fucked up on drugs and is whoring for quarters, a brother who's in jail, a sister that's a prostitute and a father who died in jail from AIDS. What kind of life can the kid have to look forward to?"

Upon hearing of Charlene's father ('who died in jail from AIDS'), Mark's whole body tensed and his stomach did flips. His thoughts ran wild in his head. He rushed away and into the bathroom where his stomach exploded.

The End