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   Story: But Mom! (1/2)   
   26 May 06 14:18:36   
   
   From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: But Mom!   
      
      
   An Erotic Story   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
         I watched Big Mike approach my 12 year old little girl.  His   
   8-inch prick was drooling pre-cum at the very thought of sinking   
   into such a luscious little white "piece."   
         "But Mom!" exclaimed Lisa, when she saw just who was   
   approaching her, "he's a NIGGER!"  She still didn't disobey me by   
   closing her legs, but I was annoyed anyway.   
         "Lisa Marie!" I scolded, "Now that's not very nice!  Mister   
   Jenkins is a very nice man, who just happens to be black.  Now I   
   want you to apologize to Mike for what you just called him."  I   
   motioned the big naked black man, who had paused at the   
   unexpected outburst with a disappointed look on his face, to move   
   closer to my daughter, until the tip of his bloated penis was   
   dribbling gooey pre-cum into the folds of the cute little girl's   
   widely spread pussy lips.   
         "I'm sorry I called you a nigger, Mister Jenkins," said   
   Lisa, still staring with some fright at the enormous member   
   poised at the puffy entrance to her tiny little crack.   
         "Properly!" I scolded her.  "You know how."   
         "Yes Momma," sighed the sexy little 12-year-old; spreading   
   her legs even farther apart; while lifting her hips so that the   
   swollen black head of the man's bare penis slipped inside her   
   nubile young body with an obscene slurp.   
         "All the way," I insisted, "You want to take Mister Jenkins   
   all the way up inside you and squeeze him real tight, so your   
   vagina makes his prick feel especially nice, after calling him a   
   nasty name like that!"   
         "But Mom," objected Lisa, obediently squirming lower, so   
   that inch after inch of thick black cock slid slowly into her   
   obscenely stretched little slit, "what if he 'cums' inside me?"   
         "That's the whole idea,"  I chided her, as the strain on   
   Mike's face showed that he was fighting to keep from doing just   
   that.  Either he had never been in a girl as young and tight as   
   Lisa before, or the thought of squirting his sperm in this cute   
   little white chick was extremely exciting to him.  Possibly both.   
   "You're SUPPOSED to make a man cum in you, if you're trying to be   
   nice to him," I reminded my daughter.  By now, the thick black   
   cylinder had vanished completely into my daughter's squirming   
   body, and I knew it wouldn't be long before it would be squirting   
   jet after thick white jet of the Negro's baby-making cum right up   
   inside my little girl's unprotected young womb.  It seems that   
   Lisa was aware of this too.   
         "But Mom!" she objected again, "I might get pregnant!"   
         "Oh, I suppose you're right," I said, to Mike's obvious   
   disappointment.  "Well, I'm sure Mike is a nice guy, and would   
   pull out before he does, if you ask him nicely."  This looked to   
   be actually true; but I wondered if the big guy was actually   
   capable of pulling more than half an inch of thick black prick   
   out of the little girl's tight little cunny, without squirting my   
   daughter's vagina half-full of baby-juice anyway.   
      
      
      
      
      
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         "But Mom!" (I was getting tired of the "But Mom" stuff.)   
   "What NOW?" I asked impatiently.   
         "Momma!  He's probably leaking his sperm inside me right   
   now!"  Even while objecting, I could see that my daughter was   
   doing her job correctly; sliding back and forth an inch or two at   
   a time, while milking the thick black prick filling her vagina   
   with her internal muscles.  Lisa knew better than to stop   
   fucking, once a man had his prick buried up inside her tight   
   little crack.   
         By now, the little girl had almost vanished under the big   
   man.  Only two bare legs wrapped around him, and two white arms   
   pulling the bunching black ass into her body, showed in stark   
   contrast to Mike's coal-black skin; as he almost completely   
   covered the little girl; thrusting mightily into the child's   
   wide-spread crotch.   
         I thought about it.  "You're probably right," I said.  Big   
   Mike looked VERY disappointed, until I continued, "So there's not   
   much point in having him pulling out, is there?"  I motioned to   
   Mike to continue fucking the little girl.  Obediently the big   
   black man slid his thick prick out about two inches then pushed   
   it back in, until my daughter's cunny-lips were spread obscenely   
   around the base, and I knew he was leaking pre-cum and sperm into   
   the barely pubescent little girl's sucking young womb.   
         "But Mom!  I could have a B-B-Black B-B-B-baby!"  Lisa was   
   almost sobbing now.   
         That was an understatement.  Mike was one of the biggest,   
   and positively the BLACKEST man I ever saw.  If any offspring   
   resulted from this coupling, then Lisa's schoolmates would   
   certainly have no doubts about the race of the man the little   
   sixth-grader had been fucking nine months earlier.  I mused about   
   the nice contrast a black baby would make against Lisa's creamy   
   white skin, when she nursed the baby in class.   
         "Well, we can't be sure of that," I said, as I watched Big   
   Mike's thrusting into the little girl become almost violent.   
   Lisa Marie was doing it right, even through her objections;   
   working just as hard to make it feel good for her black lover as   
   he was, by squirming around and thrusting her hips at him, while   
   her tight little baby-hole milked and squeezed on the fat black   
   prick throbbing in her creamy smooth belly.  I was really quite   
   proud of my little girl.  "Still, your period is a little over   
   two weeks away," I said, as I watched Mike suddenly stiffen, and   
   jam his thick prick to the root in my daughter's 12 year old   
   belly, "and I'm sure that Mike would be willing to come back   
   tomorrow and the next few days, so that we can be sure you do.   
   Wouldn't you Mike?"   
         Mike was too busy spasming the pre-teen's hungry little womb   
   full of his thick greasy cum, to answer for a moment.  Only when   
   the huge black man had left every drop of his potent baby-making   
   sperm as far up inside my daughter's tight little slit as he   
   could, did he catch his breath enough to answer.  "Yes, Miz   
   Adams," he panted, "I wouldn't mind doing that at all."   
      
      
      
      
      
      
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         "But Mom." Lisa Marie's objection was weaker now.  After   
   all, the damage had probably already been done.  Even as she   
   spoke, the man's seed was oozing into the nubile young girl's   
   belly; and millions of his vigorous black sperm were seeking   
   refuge in the 12 year old little girl's fertile young womb.  I   
   almost climaxed myself, at the very thought.   
         "Yes," I thought, "a black baby would make a nice contrast   
   with my daughter's pale white skin."  I couldn't wait to see the   
   little girl climbing on the school-bus, with her cute little   
   tummy all swollen and distorted from her black lover's baby   
   kicking and squirming inside her womb.  I reminded myself to pick   
   out some short little dresses for Lisa to wear, along with some   
      
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