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Chocolate Cherry Treat (Mf, intr, prost, preg, ped)
by ErosWriterXX
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Latesha shivered under her fur coat. The night was cold and she was
wearing nothing underneath her mother's old mink. Frigid air crept up from
the black top around her open toed gold spiked heels, along her bare
chocolate legs and thighs, over her black hairless pussy lips, up her flat
little tummy, till it kissed her pointy little chocolate boobies, making the
licorice nipples hard and erect against the cool silk coat lining.
Yes, it was cold, even under the coat, but that wasn't the only reason
she was trembling. She was a lovely pubescent virginal twelve-year-old black
girl. But her mother had a drug problem. And she needed money to support her
habit. The only way she could get that now was by turning her daughter out.
"White men will pay a lot of money for your pretty little pussy honey, a
whole lot of money," her mother had said earlier that evening as she applied
lipstick to the child's sensuously thick African lips. Her mother had dug
out an old pair of gold laminate spiked heels which Latesha could hardly
walk in. "Thas' okay, you ain't going no where with them honey. You just
have to stand there and look good."
Now, hours later, that's just what Latesha was doing on a country black
top, wearing nothing but a pink ribbon in her shoulder length black curls,
gold hoop earrings, spiked heels and mink coat. Her mother stood beside her.
"Headlights coming. Open your coat." Latesha did as she was told, exposing
her nude, chocolate pubescent body to the glare of the oncoming lights.
Old Vic Johnson's jaw dropped open when he saw the naked little black
girl flashing him. He was sixty-five but his old white prick instantly began
to swell in his pants at the sight of her. He slammed on the brakes of his
vintage '75 Caddy and waited for the two females to approach him. Rolling
down the passenger side power window he shouted, "Need a lift ladies?"
"We surely do mister," Tawana responded, opening the door and pushing
little Latesha toward the driver. "Go on, get on over there honey. Ain't
nothin' to be 'fraid of." Clutching her coat to her body, Latesha slid,
somewhat apprehensively, into the middle of the seat, next to the big old
white man.
"Mind if I get in the back?" Tawana asked.
"Sure, " Vic replied with a big grin as he leered at the pretty little
black girl. Latesha averted her eyes and stared straight ahead over the
dashboard. "My name's Vic," he said as he extended a big paw across the back
seat.
"I'm Tawana and this here is my daughter, Latesha."
Vic's eyes devoured the little girl's five-foot frame from head to toe.
"You certainly have a very pretty daughter Tawana. How old is she?"
"She just turned twelve a few months back. She ain't never been with a
man before."
"Is that a fact?" Vic felt his pulse quicken. He could feel his prick
straining and throbbing in his pants like an old white stallion whining for
release from the barn for a young black filly. Vic cut to the point. "How
much?" Blood throbbed in his temples. Pre-cum was oozing out the tip of his
penis, creating a damp spot on his pants.
"Five hundred. All night. And no rough stuff, no anal."
Vic cleared his throat. "That's a lot of money."
"And she's worth every penny. Show the man again what you've got,
shuga."
Latesha froze, starring ahead at the dashboard.
"I said show him!" Tawana ordered. "Now open your coat and spread your
legs for the nice white man."
Still staring straight ahead, Latesha did as she was told, slowly
opening the mink coat, revealing her perfect chocolate pubescent black body
in all its glory. Puffy little black boobies stuck straight out over a flat
tummy, hairless cunt and shapely little legs. Vic whistled appreciatively
and swallowed hard as Latesha slowly spread her legs on the seat, her little
labia lips starting to part, revealing the pink glories inside.
She was a chocolate treat with a pink cherry just waiting for him. He'd
never popped the cherry of a twelve-year- old black girl before. He wondered
if his eight-inch long, two-inch thick white prick would fit inside that
tight little black virgin fuck hole.
"Go ahead, feel her up," Tawana urged. "Inspect the merchandise. That's
pure black virgin there."
Vic reached out with his right hand to gently stroke Latesha's head with
its shoulder length black curls. Latesha closed her eyes.
"You sure are pretty Latesha. In fact you're a perfect little black
angel," Vic said through ragged breath. His hard on raging and throbbing in
his pants, Vic's left hand caressed the little black girl's face then moved
to her tiny titties.
Her long jet-black nipples responded to his touch, growing stiff and
erect. He gently brushed his knuckles back and forth against them. Latesha's
chest rose and fell more rapidly. Vic stopped stroking her hair and took a
little apple size booby in each hand, gently squeezing and rolling her black
licorice nipples. Her skin was silky smooth. The twelve year old moaned.
Vic was in paradise. It was obvious the little girl enjoyed the
attention. Her sex was awakened and aroused. Latesha began grinding her
little hips on the seat as Vic continued to play with her nipples and
boobies.
Latesha had been afraid of the big old white man at first, but he had
caressed her so nicely and his touch was so soft! She could feel something
hot and wet oozing between her legs. Her little clitty was growing swollen
and hot as the old white man's big hands caressed her torso, squeezing her
ass and then moving up and down her naked legs from her feet to her thighs
and back.
Vic gently kissed the little black girl's thick sensuous lips. She
stiffened a bit. Never been kissed he thought. He kept gently caressing and
rubbing his lips against hers, even as his tongue slowly probed her lips.
She relaxed and let his tongue slip into her mouth as Vic's left hand
covered her hairless mound.
His middle fingers slowly and gently rubbed her puffy pussy lips,
seeking the hot moistness flowing out of her virgin fuck hole. Lightly
dipping his fingers in her love juices, he flicked briefly over the taut
skin of her hymen, and then roamed upwards to find her swollen little
clitty, which he began gently rolling and pulling.
Latesha shuddered as the big old white man rolled her clit and frenched
her. Her breathing grew more rapid as wave after wave of new pleasurable
sensations washed over her body. She moaned loudly even with the white man's
tongue in her mouth. Her hips gyrated on the seat. She wanted to fuck.
"Okay mister," Tawana interrupted from the back seat. "You've sampled
her wares. Now's the time to pay for the evening."
Vic almost didn't hear Tawana, so rapt was he with the naked little
black pubescent girl writhing under his tender ministrations and
explorations. Lost in a haze of horniness, he temporarily stopped frenching
Latesha and mumbled, "Yes, of course." Fumbling for his wallet he produced
three one hundred dollar bills. "How about three now and the balance when
I'm through?"
Tawana eyed the money. "Okay." she replied and grabbed the bills. A
passing car's headlights briefly illuminated the plush interior of the
Cadillac from behind. "You better get off this road and find some quiet spot
to pull over if you want to do her Vic."
"Yeah, right,' he replied, putting the El Dorado in gear and pulling
back out on to the road. As he sped away into the night he could hardly take
his eyes off the incredible, unbelievable sight of the gorgeous naked little
twelve-year-old Negress beside him. He unzipped his fly, releasing his
throbbing eight-inch hard on. "Ever see one of these honey?"
Latesha's eyes grew wide as she stared at the throbbing, white, eight
inch, uncircumcised penis. She nodded. "Teacher showed us a picture of one
in sex ed class."
"Know what this is called?"
Latesha nodded again. "That's your penis."
"It's also called a cock or dick or prick. You know what this white
stuff coming out the top is?"
Latesha gulped. "That's your cum. It got sperm in it right? That means
its baby making juice, right?"
Vic grinned. "That's right honey."
Latesha stared at the big white prick, licked her lips and asked, "Are
you gonna try and put that big 'ol thing up inside 'o me?"
Vic caressed her head with his right hand. "Only as much as you can take
honey. We'll take it slow and easy and try not to make it hurt."
Latesha kept staring at the throbbing white cock. She reached out and
touched the gooey head with her left hand. "Does this mean I'm going to have
a baby?" she asked, her voice slightly fearful as her fingers closed around
the big pink bloated dick head.
Vic grinned and patted her on the head. The child's hand on his dick was
heaven. More pre-cum flowed out. "Maybe. But I promise I'll take care of you
and the baby if you do."
"Hear that, Latesha, the nice white man says he'll take care of you and
the baby. You got nothin' to worry about." Tawana leaned forward and
carefully eyed old Vic's dick. "You just go ahead and enjoy your self
mister. Pop her little cherry and fuck her all you want. Tonight she's all
yours."
Latesha's hand was coated with Vic's gooey pre-cum now as she slowly
worked it up and down the throbbing white shaft. Vic put the car on cruise
control and settled back to enjoy a hand job from the naked little
twelve-year-old black virgin cuddled up beside him as he sped through the
night.
"Go ahead and feel my balls too honey. Cup your right hand under them
and hold them. That's where all that baby making sperm that's gonna go up
inside you tonight is coming from."
The little black girl did as she was told, gently cupping Vic's old
silver haired pink balls in her right hand as she continued to work his
massive shaft with her left hand.
"Go on and taste some honey. Wrap your lips right around the head. Run
your tongue in the hole and suck on it." Licking her lips, Latesha
obediently put her little mouth to the bloated white penis, putting the head
in her mouth, caressing and sucking it with her tongue.
Vic pulled off onto a single lane dirt road covered by trees looming
above. His knees were weak. He knew he was about to pass out soon if this
little black girl kept sucking his dick. He had to find a place quick, pull
over and fuck her. Latesha's right hand was under his balls, her left hand
squeezing and stroking Vic's shaft as she sucked the head in her mouth. It
was too much. Just as he crossed a culvert and pulled into an empty field
flanked by a woods, old Vic exploded in little Latesha's mouth. He braked
and grabbed her head with both hands, holding it on his dick.
"Swallow honey, swallow," Vic urged. Latesha obediently swallowed one
hot load of salty, gooey cum after another as the penis jerked and spurted
into the back of her mouth. Vic moaned as the little black girl drained him.
"You were made to suck white cock honey. You've got a natural gift."
Latesha smiled and licked white driblets of cum from her lips, still
holding the now limp white shaft in her hand. Vic looked back at Tawana.
"Now if you don't mind, Tawana, could you take a little walk? I want to
eat your daughter's pussy, then fuck the living daylights out of her!"
Tawana smiled, lit a cigarette and stepped out. This honky was hooked on
little black pussy. He'd be good for lots more money.
Vic hit the button that lowered the back of the front seat till it
leveled out with the rear seat, forming one white leather bed. A perfect
setting to deflower a nubile, black, pubescent girl child. He turned on the
dome light, turned up the heat and instructed Latesha to get in the center
and spread her legs wide. Latesha spread her legs almost at right angles to
her body, revealing her pink virgin glories within her labia.
Vic swallowed hard and positioned himself between her thighs. Those
pointy black little boobies kept staring him in the face. He couldn't hold
back. Bending forward he engulfed the left one in his mouth. Greedily, he
sucked in the whole little titty at once. Latesha gasped as her tit was
consumed by this ravenous white beast sucking it whole and tonguing the
nipple. Vic had never sucked a whole little black booby in his mouth before.
It was sheer ambrosia. He couldn't stop.
"Ow, take it easy mister," Latesha pleaded. Her titties were super
sensitive.
"Sorry," Vic mumbled as he released her left breast and promptly
proceeded to nibble and suck on her right. Long black nipples at the center
of puffy areolae. This little black girl had the body of a Nubian sex
goddess.
After forcing both nipples into retreat beneath the puffy aureolas. Vic
kissed his way down Latesha's silky flat belly and navel to her smooth
hairless crotch. Grabbing a little brown thigh in each hand, Vic leered for
a long time at the little black girl's glorious wide-open pink virginal
snatch. Then he went to work, slowly licking her from cunny hole to clitty.
He lapped and lapped her over and over again, greedily inhaling her little
girl scent and drinking her freely flowing pussy juices.
Pausing only to suck her engorged clitty, time was suspended for him.
All he could hear was Latesha's little moans and rapid breathing. Her hips
gyrated as she repeatedly thrust her clit and labia against his probing
tongue as if she wanted him to bury his head in her cunny. Her moans and
bucking drove him wild. He could feel his hard on pressing against his
belly. He felt like a young stud again. He had to take this little black
virgin sex slave soon or he would explode.
As Latesha bucked and thrust in his face, groaning a throaty little girl
moan, Vic released her, rose to his knees, unbuckled and dropped his pants,
releasing his throbbing eight-inch white manhood.
Latesha, still hyperventilating, stared wide-eyed at the big prick that
was about to enter her. Vic placed the head at the top of her slit and began
slowly rubbing it up and down from clit to hymen. Latesha squirmed. Vic
smiled, leering at the helpless, but excited pubescent black virgin beneath
him.
"If I make a baby in you, you know what color it'll be?"
Between ragged breaths, Latesha looked up from watching the prick
rubbing her cunt and said, "Light brown?"
Old Vic grinned and nodded. "That's right honey. They call it caf, au
lait or mullato. When a white man fucks a black girl or a black man fucks a
white girl, you get beautiful mullato babies. And that's what I want to make
inside of you."
With that Old Vic pressed the bloated pink head of his big prick up
against Latesha's tiny virginal opening. Slowly, but insistently, he began
to press harder.
"Owwww! Mister, that hurts!" Latesha cried.
Vic, breathing hard, said "Not for long honey."
With a mighty thrust and cry Vic thrust into Latesha, breaking her
hymen. He grabbed her wrists and held her down as he slowly thrust more and
more of his massive white cock into this beautiful black twelve-year-old
virgin girl child. Latesha cried and whimpered under Vic's hold as the big
white cock forced its way farther and farther up her tight, hot, juicy
virgin love tunnel.
Vic couldn't believe it. His old white prick was slowly disappearing,
inch-by-inch up this helpless little black girl's virginal, baby making,
fuck hole. She was so tight and hot and wet! The sensations were incredibly
overwhelming. Despite her whimpers and cries he just slowly kept thrusting
back and forth, working more and more of his long, thick white cock into the
naked little twelve year old pubescent Negress' cunt.
This was what white men used to live for in the old South. Helpless, hot
blooded Nubian virgins. Black baby making receptacles for white cock and
cum. Every white man's dream. Every white man's right.
Finally, Vic worked the whole thing in. All eight inches was inside
little Latesha. Her tiny black cunny stretched to the max to accommodate the
old white man's massive cock. Vic couldn't hold back any more. With the head
of his prick lodged near her cervix, he exploded inside her as she moaned
loudly, pumping what seemed like a gallon of white-hot lava cum toward her
unprotected young womb.
His prick pumped and pumped and pumped inside of her. Instinctively, as
with a will of its own, Latesha's young cunt repeatedly contracted and
squeezed Vic's old prick, milking it for every drop of baby making sperm his
balls could produce.
Excited, but afraid of pregnancy, Latesha was still softly crying as Vic
slowly subsided inside her, kissing away her tears, then frenching the
little black girl once more with his tongue. Vic knew that he would have to
have her again and again. Not just tonight, but every night, till her firm
smooth chocolate little girl belly swelled with his white-hot vanilla seed
and a beautiful mullato baby popped out.
Fantasies of the future danced in his head, even as his prick seemed to
swell of its own volition inside her once more. He would mortgage part of
his farm, pay off Latesha's mom and adopt her. He would invite his forty
year old son and pimply faced seventeen year old grandson over and together
they would strip, feel up and gang bang this sexy little black girl till the
white cum ran down and out of her pretty mouth and pussy.
They would ensure that this pubescent little Negress' belly remained
swollen with their white seed and that she would have lots of caf, au lait
mullato babies.
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