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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
6,387
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This is a work of fiction about oral and anal sex between adults and minors of both sexes. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely co
Part 11
©2009 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Part 11
By 8:30 Wednesday morning, Frank had gone to work, Frankie to school, and Mickey to Kindergarten, and Ginny had time to give Shereela her bath and get her dressed. The four-year old kept telling her how much fun she had on the waterbed with Uncle Frank. Ginny then showed her all the toys in the play room. When Shereela got busy with a box of crayons and a big stack of drawing paper, Ginny went up to the kitchen to prepare the coffee and the little cakes. At a quarter to ten, the doorbell rang.
"Mrs. Freeman, I'm so glad you accepted my invitation to coffee. Please come in." She extended her hand, but the handsome black woman walked past it.
"Good Morning, Mrs. Wilson," she said coldly. "Where's my daughter?"
Shereela had heard her mother arrive and came running up from the play room. "Hi, Mama!" The woman got on her knees and embraced the girl tightly.
"Oh, my Darling! I'm so sorry. Are you all right? I'm sorry I couldn't be here to protect you, Sweetheart. Daddy insisted on taking you away last night and you know how Daddy is. Please forgive me, Shereela. Did the man touch you, Honey? Did he put his dirty old hands on you?"
"Hehe, you mean Uncle Frank?"
The woman muttered, "Like your two damn uncles aren't bad enough, now you got white uncles as well."
"Sure, Uncle Frank touched me, Mama. Hehe. He touched me all over, just like Daddy does." The woman shuddered. "But his hands wasn't dirty, Mama. We took a bath together!" Her mother just shook her head.
"And did he stick his..." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "...thing in you, Shereela?"
"You mean his cock, Mama? Yeah, Uncle Frank has a real nice cock, Mama. It ain't as big as Daddy's or Uncle Malcolm's or Uncle Kahlil's. I liked it. It felt nice in my ass, Mama. And guess what, Uncle Frank also stuck it in here!" She lifted her skirt and pointed to the front of her panties. "That felt real good, Mama. Even better than Daddy's finger!"
By now, the woman was at a total loss for words. She tried to be strong in front of her daughter, but she felt she had lost all control. The girl was so innocent. What could she do?
"Mama, I was drawing a pitcher to give Uncle Frank. Can I go back and finish it now? Please?" She skipped away.
"Mrs. Wilson, what are we going to do?"
"Please, call me Ginny. Come on, let's have a cup of coffee."
"Men are such animals, Ginny. Why can't they just be happy with our beavers? Why do they have to abuse our little ones?"
They sat at the kitchen table and Ginny tried to explain that it wasn't child abuse. "You have a beautiful daughter, Mrs. Freeman. Did she look abused to you? To me, she looked like a very happy four-year old who just had a wonderful visit with her new uncle." They talked a long time. Eventually, Sharon McNulty and Cheryl Laughlin joined them.
"I don't understand? I never wanted to fuck little kids. What's the matter with you people? Why not just let them grow up? My parents never fucked with me. I never knew anything about sex until Ramon got me in the back seat of his Dad's car. Then I had to get an abortion."
"And you think that way is better? Our kids know all about sex. They'll never make mistakes like that."
"And you don't mind the men fucking your daughters?"
Cheryl answered, "Not only don't we mind, but let me tell you, Mrs. Freeman, Steve and I are very grateful for what your husband and his brothers are doing to our daughter Gwen. They've made her feel like a real young woman. They've taught her things about sex even Steve couldn't show her."
Sharon added, "I agree. Our Sophie loves the way your Jamal and Malcolm and Kahlil treat her. Of course, she also loves their huge cocks, ha!"
"But they're using your kids!"
"They aren't using them any more than the kids are using the adults. Both young and old enjoy sex together. If the kids didn't like it, no one would make them."
"Well, I admit you seem like good mothers, and sensible women. Not like, um..."
"Perverts?"
"I'm sorry. It's just, I'm not used to it. And I'm afraid this will never be my cup of tea, but maybe I can begin to tolerate it."
"It's all right, Mrs. Freeman. Sex with children isn't for everyone. But we all have to learn to understand each other."
"Please call me Ashanti."
Shereela came into the kitchen. "Look, Aunt Ginny. I drewed this pitcher. Will you give it to Uncle Frank for me?" She handed her a drawing with two stick figures: a little girl with a brown face and black hair and a wide smile, and a big man with a pink face and a pink line sticking out between his legs pointing at her face. In the background was a rectangle with a wavy line on the top.
"It's lovely, Shereela. Uncle Frank will definitely treasure it." She went over to put in on the refrigerator door.
"Mama? Do you think I can come back here again some time?"
"Yes, Shereela, Mama knows now how much you love your nice uncle."
Sharon asked, "Shereela, did you tell your mother about all the fun you had here last Saturday?"
"Well, um," the girl looked at the floor. "I, um, didn't think Mama wanted to hear about all that stuff."
"Sweetie, from now on, you can talk to Mama about everything. Your new friends are my friends also. Sharon, Ginny, Cheryl, I mean that. Next week, I want you all to come to my house for coffee, and I'll make sure my sisters-in-law are there also."
Just then the door opened. Mickey was home from Kindergarten. "Hi, Mom!" he shouted.
"Oh, it's Mickey," squealed Shereela, running out of the kitchen.
"I think your daughter has a new little boy friend, Ashanti." The ladies laughed, and had another cup of coffee each. When they got ready to leave, they found Mickey and Shereela in the play room, both naked, playing Doctor.
The next day, Frank got a call from Jamal. "Oh, hi, Jamal. What's up? Is Shereela OK?"
"She's fuckin fine, Man."
"That's good. Did she like staying over the other night?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure. She's begging me to let her go back next week. She likes you, Man."
"Oh, tell that darling angel I love the picture she drew and I'd definitely love to sleep with her again."
Frank heard Jamal shouting on the other end of the phone. "HEY, Shereela! You hear me? Uncle Frank wants to fuck your sweet nigga ass again.... She said 'Yippee.' But listen, Dude, that's not why I called. I just want to say you're some kind of miracle worker, Man."
"What do you mean, Jamal?"
"Whatever you made your wife say to Ashanti, I can't thank you enough. If there's anything you want me to do,--like take little Mickey off your hands for a while, or teach Frankie some respect for his old man, or convince your Boss to lay off your ass,--whatever you want, you name it. Trust me, I'm up to the job."
Frank smiled to himself thinking how just one sight of this massive black man would give his Boss the shits, but he opted for option one instead. "HEY, Mickey!" He yelled, "You want to go and stay with Uncle Jamal some time?... Mickey wants to know if Shereela will be there, hehe."
Now, of course Frank didn't know what the fuck the girls had talked about over coffee. Whatever it was, he certainly had no part in it. It's years since he was able to tell Ginny to do anything. "But I don't understand. Why, Jamal? What happened?"
"Well, last night I was ramming my schlong up Shereela's tight ass before she went to bed. She was really riding me hard. Well, you know how energetic she is that way. So, we're really having a good old time and her Mama she walks by, and guess what, Frank, she doesn't glare at us! Imagine that! And a few minutes later, she comes in to put the girl to bed, and Shereela she is licking the cum off my dick, and Ashanti she just says, 'Did you and Daddy have fun tonight?' and Shereela she wipes her lips with her tongue and says, 'Yeah Mama, lots fun.' And Ashanti she smiles and says. 'That's nice Honey.' So, Frank, you brought peace to our household finally. I can't thank you enough, Brother. Oh, yeah, speaking of brothers, Malcolm and Kahlil they want you to work the same magic on their wives.
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Part 11
By 8:30 Wednesday morning, Frank had gone to work, Frankie to school, and Mickey to Kindergarten, and Ginny had time to give Shereela her bath and get her dressed. The four-year old kept telling her how much fun she had on the waterbed with Uncle Frank. Ginny then showed her all the toys in the play room. When Shereela got busy with a box of crayons and a big stack of drawing paper, Ginny went up to the kitchen to prepare the coffee and the little cakes. At a quarter to ten, the doorbell rang.
"Mrs. Freeman, I'm so glad you accepted my invitation to coffee. Please come in." She extended her hand, but the handsome black woman walked past it.
"Good Morning, Mrs. Wilson," she said coldly. "Where's my daughter?"
Shereela had heard her mother arrive and came running up from the play room. "Hi, Mama!" The woman got on her knees and embraced the girl tightly.
"Oh, my Darling! I'm so sorry. Are you all right? I'm sorry I couldn't be here to protect you, Sweetheart. Daddy insisted on taking you away last night and you know how Daddy is. Please forgive me, Shereela. Did the man touch you, Honey? Did he put his dirty old hands on you?"
"Hehe, you mean Uncle Frank?"
The woman muttered, "Like your two damn uncles aren't bad enough, now you got white uncles as well."
"Sure, Uncle Frank touched me, Mama. Hehe. He touched me all over, just like Daddy does." The woman shuddered. "But his hands wasn't dirty, Mama. We took a bath together!" Her mother just shook her head.
"And did he stick his..." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "...thing in you, Shereela?"
"You mean his cock, Mama? Yeah, Uncle Frank has a real nice cock, Mama. It ain't as big as Daddy's or Uncle Malcolm's or Uncle Kahlil's. I liked it. It felt nice in my ass, Mama. And guess what, Uncle Frank also stuck it in here!" She lifted her skirt and pointed to the front of her panties. "That felt real good, Mama. Even better than Daddy's finger!"
By now, the woman was at a total loss for words. She tried to be strong in front of her daughter, but she felt she had lost all control. The girl was so innocent. What could she do?
"Mama, I was drawing a pitcher to give Uncle Frank. Can I go back and finish it now? Please?" She skipped away.
"Mrs. Wilson, what are we going to do?"
"Please, call me Ginny. Come on, let's have a cup of coffee."
"Men are such animals, Ginny. Why can't they just be happy with our beavers? Why do they have to abuse our little ones?"
They sat at the kitchen table and Ginny tried to explain that it wasn't child abuse. "You have a beautiful daughter, Mrs. Freeman. Did she look abused to you? To me, she looked like a very happy four-year old who just had a wonderful visit with her new uncle." They talked a long time. Eventually, Sharon McNulty and Cheryl Laughlin joined them.
"I don't understand? I never wanted to fuck little kids. What's the matter with you people? Why not just let them grow up? My parents never fucked with me. I never knew anything about sex until Ramon got me in the back seat of his Dad's car. Then I had to get an abortion."
"And you think that way is better? Our kids know all about sex. They'll never make mistakes like that."
"And you don't mind the men fucking your daughters?"
Cheryl answered, "Not only don't we mind, but let me tell you, Mrs. Freeman, Steve and I are very grateful for what your husband and his brothers are doing to our daughter Gwen. They've made her feel like a real young woman. They've taught her things about sex even Steve couldn't show her."
Sharon added, "I agree. Our Sophie loves the way your Jamal and Malcolm and Kahlil treat her. Of course, she also loves their huge cocks, ha!"
"But they're using your kids!"
"They aren't using them any more than the kids are using the adults. Both young and old enjoy sex together. If the kids didn't like it, no one would make them."
"Well, I admit you seem like good mothers, and sensible women. Not like, um..."
"Perverts?"
"I'm sorry. It's just, I'm not used to it. And I'm afraid this will never be my cup of tea, but maybe I can begin to tolerate it."
"It's all right, Mrs. Freeman. Sex with children isn't for everyone. But we all have to learn to understand each other."
"Please call me Ashanti."
Shereela came into the kitchen. "Look, Aunt Ginny. I drewed this pitcher. Will you give it to Uncle Frank for me?" She handed her a drawing with two stick figures: a little girl with a brown face and black hair and a wide smile, and a big man with a pink face and a pink line sticking out between his legs pointing at her face. In the background was a rectangle with a wavy line on the top.
"It's lovely, Shereela. Uncle Frank will definitely treasure it." She went over to put in on the refrigerator door.
"Mama? Do you think I can come back here again some time?"
"Yes, Shereela, Mama knows now how much you love your nice uncle."
Sharon asked, "Shereela, did you tell your mother about all the fun you had here last Saturday?"
"Well, um," the girl looked at the floor. "I, um, didn't think Mama wanted to hear about all that stuff."
"Sweetie, from now on, you can talk to Mama about everything. Your new friends are my friends also. Sharon, Ginny, Cheryl, I mean that. Next week, I want you all to come to my house for coffee, and I'll make sure my sisters-in-law are there also."
Just then the door opened. Mickey was home from Kindergarten. "Hi, Mom!" he shouted.
"Oh, it's Mickey," squealed Shereela, running out of the kitchen.
"I think your daughter has a new little boy friend, Ashanti." The ladies laughed, and had another cup of coffee each. When they got ready to leave, they found Mickey and Shereela in the play room, both naked, playing Doctor.
The next day, Frank got a call from Jamal. "Oh, hi, Jamal. What's up? Is Shereela OK?"
"She's fuckin fine, Man."
"That's good. Did she like staying over the other night?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure. She's begging me to let her go back next week. She likes you, Man."
"Oh, tell that darling angel I love the picture she drew and I'd definitely love to sleep with her again."
Frank heard Jamal shouting on the other end of the phone. "HEY, Shereela! You hear me? Uncle Frank wants to fuck your sweet nigga ass again.... She said 'Yippee.' But listen, Dude, that's not why I called. I just want to say you're some kind of miracle worker, Man."
"What do you mean, Jamal?"
"Whatever you made your wife say to Ashanti, I can't thank you enough. If there's anything you want me to do,--like take little Mickey off your hands for a while, or teach Frankie some respect for his old man, or convince your Boss to lay off your ass,--whatever you want, you name it. Trust me, I'm up to the job."
Frank smiled to himself thinking how just one sight of this massive black man would give his Boss the shits, but he opted for option one instead. "HEY, Mickey!" He yelled, "You want to go and stay with Uncle Jamal some time?... Mickey wants to know if Shereela will be there, hehe."
Now, of course Frank didn't know what the fuck the girls had talked about over coffee. Whatever it was, he certainly had no part in it. It's years since he was able to tell Ginny to do anything. "But I don't understand. Why, Jamal? What happened?"
"Well, last night I was ramming my schlong up Shereela's tight ass before she went to bed. She was really riding me hard. Well, you know how energetic she is that way. So, we're really having a good old time and her Mama she walks by, and guess what, Frank, she doesn't glare at us! Imagine that! And a few minutes later, she comes in to put the girl to bed, and Shereela she is licking the cum off my dick, and Ashanti she just says, 'Did you and Daddy have fun tonight?' and Shereela she wipes her lips with her tongue and says, 'Yeah Mama, lots fun.' And Ashanti she smiles and says. 'That's nice Honey.' So, Frank, you brought peace to our household finally. I can't thank you enough, Brother. Oh, yeah, speaking of brothers, Malcolm and Kahlil they want you to work the same magic on their wives.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.