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Novels.

Annie s new swim mate

A week later Charlie and Annie's brother Ben sat by the edge

of this same pool. Both boys were naked save for their raggedy grey shorts.

Both boys were muscular farm hands, heady with the physicality of youth. Ben

was a shade taller than Charlie, but Charlie's shoulders were wider. Rugged

forced labor had hardened the black boy and forced him into pre-mature manhood.

They were fishing. Already they'd accumulated an admirable

string of specks, bream, and even a couple of smallmouth bass.

The boys lazed along in silence, barely noticing their

fishing jiggers. Charlie rolled some tobacco and lit it. He took several drags,

then passed the stogie to Ben, who repeated the process.

Suddenly Ben's pole jumped. He grabbed it quickly and

snatched another fat speck from the water.

"Dat's a nice one," noted Charlie.

Ben grinned. "That's eight to your five. I told you I

was hot today!"

Ben bent his hook out of the fish's jaws. He ran the

connected string of prior captives through the new fish's gills and out its

mouth. Then he tossed the string of gasping fish back into the water at their

feet.

The boys sat in silence for a time. They knew each other

well. They'd hunted and played together since early childhood. They'd shared

any number of heaving pubic scalps. They'd also shared each other's deepest

secrets.

But Charlie had one secret he hadn't shared with Ben. He

didn't know how Ben would react to the knowledge that he had boned Annette,

Ben's younger sister, although Ben was aware that Charlie had bedded several

local white girls. Indeed, Ben had shared some of his own conquests with

Charlie, and vice versa.

It was a hot Louisiana summer day, stiflingly hot. Ben

leaned casually against a huge oak tree and held his fishing pole against his

hip. Charlie sat closer to the pool, allowing his feet to dangle in the water.

They had several cane poles propped up over various trees and rocks.

After some minutes of boredom, Ben casually unclasped his

pants and pulled out his cock. He let it flop against his leg and

regarded it casually. It was heavy and uncircumcised, protruding from a thick

shock of red pubic hair.

Charlie watched him, suppressing a knowing smile.

The white boy began to stroke his shaft slowly. He wiped

some salty sweat from his cheeks, using it for lubrication.

"Dang, it's hot today!" he observed, as his cock

expanded and lengthened.

Charlie didn't respond. Instead, he unbuttoned his own pants

and pulled out his own cock. He mimicked Ben's masturbatory moves. In

short order both boys were spectacularly erect.

They masturbated slowly, almost as an afterthought. They

still held fishing poles delicately in one hand while stroking themselves with

the other. There was no embarrassment on either part. This was a regular ritual

of their fishing dates. On some occasions a fish would hook itself during their

masturbatory ablutions. The boys would simply pause to reel the captive in and

then sit back down to continue stroking. Sometimes this ritual went on for

hours.

Ben broke the silence.

"Annie tells me she did it to you the other day."

Charlie was shocked speechless.

"She said she tapped dat ass," Ben continued

nonchalantly.

Charlie didn't respond, but he stopped stroking his cock.

His erection began to flag.

"You better be careful. If daddy finds out, he'll have

your hide."

Charlie was relieved.

"If you ain't tell him he won't find out."

Ben laughed. "If I tell him, you'll tell him that I've

been tapping Annie's ass since I was twelve! He'll whip my ass, too!"

Both boys laughed. They both also knew that Ben's punishment

would pale in comparison to Charlie's punishment. Ben's casualness cut the

tension some. Charlie had been worried that Ben might not take the news well.

"Well, I was out here by myself 'n she jumped in ass

nekkid. What wuz I 'posed to do?" Charlie explained.

"I don't blame you. That's some good pussy, ain't

it?"

"An' it's deep, too!"

Both boys guffawed at this ancient sexual reference. Charlie's

cock re-hardened. The boys began to stroke themselves with renewed vigor.

After a time, Charlie dropped his fishing pole, shifted his cock

to his right hand and stood up. Ben followed suit. Both boys bent a little at

the knees and pointed their erect cocks out over the water. They jacked

off with enthusiasm now, in full competition mode. Charlie was on the brink.

"You ready?" he asked breathlessly.

"Almost, " replied Ben, "Hold on a second,

Charlie slowed down to wait for Ben to catch up.

Suddenly, they heard a giggle coming from the bushes across

the spring.

"Hey!"

More giggling and now some thrashing through the underbrush

as the spies turned to race away.

Charlie and Ben launched themselves into the water while

still fully erect. They left their trousers on the bank. In a flash they were

pulling themselves up on the far bank, just in time to see the two spies racing

for the wooded path. The boys took an angle along the stream while the spies

struggled through the woods.

It was Annie and Tilly. (Tilly was Charlie's cousin)

The girls were barefoot, stumbling over rocks and fallen

branches, laughing uncontrollably. When they saw that Ben and Charlie were

going to cut them off, they stopped running but continued to laugh

hysterically. Tilly mimicked the boys' masturbatory stance, jerking her left

hand in the air like a piston. This move elicited another round of shrieking

laughter from the girls. Annie fell on the ground and threw her legs in the air

in delight. She pounded the ground with her fists.

"I told you they were out here pounding the pud!"

"You started laughing too soon. I wanted to see them

shoot!"

Ben and Charlie were upon them now, still naked, picking

their way thru the bushes.

"Who told y'all to come out here?" Ben demanded.

"Nobody told us nothing. We seen you when you snuck

off!" retorted Tilly.

The boys were breathless from their pursuit. Their

cocks were still thick but not fully erect.

"Look at those puny things!" laughed Tilly.

She mocked the male masturbation act again. Annie, who'd

been sitting on the ground, rolled to her back again in laughter. Charlie could

see she had no drawers on. Both girls wore long white cotton shifts and nothing

else.

"Puny?" laughed Ben, faking outrage. "I'll

show you puny!"

He charged after Tilly and caught her after a short chase.

Charlie knew that Tilly wasn't trying too hard. Tilly was fast. She could smoke

everybody on the farm in a footrace, present company included. She could have

easily out-distanced Ben if she'd wanted.

Ben grabbed her and carried her like a sack of wheat across

his waist. Tilly acted as if she was struggling to get away, but again Charlie

noted that she wasn't struggling too hard. Tilly could fight, too, when it was

necessary. Charlie reached down and snatched Annie up and slung her across his

shoulder. She was too big to carry on his hip. Annie was still laughing. She

didn't resist.

The boys carried Annie and Tilly back to the edge of the

spring.

"You think it's funny to spy on people, huh? You think

it's funny?"

Ben hoisted Tilly above his head and threw her into the

spring. She popped up immediately. The cold water pasted her white shift

against the contours of her body. Her full tits and her pubic mound were

outlined perfectly.

Now Charlie handed Annie to Ben. He took her ankles while

Charlie took her wrists. They swung her back and forth.

"Ah-one and ah-two and here, we, go!"

They flung Annie out into the deep water. She popped up

immediately and frog-kicked her way back to the bank.

Meanwhile, Tilly emerged from the water, drenched and

dripping. She moved as if to assist Annie, but the boys grabbed her as soon as

Annie hit the water. Ben snatched her feet, Charlie grabbed her wrists and they

launched her in a high arc out into the spring. She did a somersault and landed

face first.

Seeing this, Annie backpedaled. She wanted to continue to

play, but not on these uneven terms. She backstroked to the other side of the

spring. Tilly followed.

Ben and Charlie dove in after them, caught them on the other

side, and proceeded to try to throw the girls in again. This time Tilly fought

back with some energy. She also interfered when the boys sought to gang up on

Annie. The struggle devolved into a wrestling match with Ben against Annie and

Charlie struggling to contain Tilly.

Predictably, as they rolled in the soft grass at the edge of

the pool, both boys regained their prior erections. Charlie realized it first.

Holding Tilly from behind to keep her from escaping, Charlie suddenly reached

down and ripped Tilly's shift over her head. Both of them stood naked on the

sward. He held her shift above his head as she jumped and yelped for its

return.

Seeing this, Ben tried to perform the same maneuver on

Annie. She fought gamely to retain her garment. In the end, her shift ripped

partially and Annie gave it up to keep it from ripping entirely.

Now the four of them stood naked on the bank.

"Gimme back my shift, Charlie," said Tilly.

Charlie grinned.

"Gimme some punani and I'll give it back to you."

Both Ben and Annie laughed. Ben chimed in.

"Yeh, give us some pussy. You owe it to us for spying

on us."

"I ain't giving y'all shit. 'N neither is Annie,"

sniffed Tilly.

"Then walk yo' ass back to de house ass nekkid!"

laughed Charlie.

This response created another struggle as the girls renewed their

efforts to regain their clothing. The boys played keep away, ducking and

dodging the girls' retrieval efforts.

Tilly pulled Annie aside and whispered in her ear.

Afterwards, the girls made one last halfhearted effort to get their clothes.

Then they bolted over to the fishing poles and grabbed the boys' trousers.

"That's okay," said Annie. "We'll get home in

these!"

Ben and Charlie saw that they'd been duped. They advanced on

the girls. Tilly and Annie stood their ground. Both girls squatted over the pants.

"You come one step closer and I'm peeing on these

pants," threatened Annie.

Both girls giggled. They had the upper hand.

Or so they thought.

The boys charged them. Before long all four teenagers were

again swimming across the pool, garments in hand. They obtained the far shore

and erupted again into another splash war and a water-wrestling match. Finally,

the four of them emerged from the pool exhausted and tousled. They pushed each

other to the ground and lay there, breathing heavily.

After some minutes, Ben hitched himself up with a smile.

"So. How about that pussy?"

Both girls were lying naked on the grass with their legs

partially open.

"Seems to me like the two of you got better punani in

yo' palms than we got between our legs." observed Tilly dryly. Both girls

broke up laughing.

"Yeh!" Annie interrupted. "If you let us

watch you jack it up right here, right now, you can get some pussy. But you

gotta get it hard in 20 seconds. Right, Tilly?"

"Right," said Tilly.

"You mean you'll give us some pussy right here, right

now if we can get it up in 20 seconds?"

"Seventeen seconds, now," laughed Tilly.

Ben and Charlie began to stroke themselves furiously as the

girls watched in fascination.

All too soon, Tilly yelled, "Times up!"

But before they could get up and run again the boys grabbed

them. Another wrestling match ensued.

This time, however, the girls took pity on the boys. As they

rolled along the grassy bank, they pressed they furry mounds against the boys'

semi-erect cocks to help them become fully hard.

Then, almost as if they'd planned it, both girls abandoned

their wrestling postures. Both girls rolled to their backs and raised their

knees so that their pussies were open.

Tilly looked at Charlie, whom she'd wrestled into a position

astride her. The base of his cock pressed against her twat. Its shrouded helmet

sprang up above her navel.

"That's not it," she teased.

Charlie withdrew, fully expecting her to clamp her legs

together and roll away. She did not. Charlie pointed his cock into the

pinkness between the black, springy hairs of her labia and lunged into her punani

mound with one stroke. Tilly sighed.

Ben and Annie watched the two blacks with interest. They

looked at each other.

"Well?" said Annie.

Ben rose up off her body. Annie reached down and gave his

cock a couple of sensual masturbatory tugs. Then she arched her pussy up

to receive him. As she felt him broach the entrance to her pussy, she sucked

his cock expertly inside. She knew his cock well.

The two girls opened their thighs widely. They were close

enough so that their toes touched. Meanwhile, Ben and Charlie were working it

out inside their pussies. The boys grinned at each other as they powered

strokes inside feminine warmth. Unlike the slow, almost tender techniques they

used when having sex alone, this public sex was quick, almost violent. The boys

synched up, thrusting and withdrawing in rhythm. They accentuated each thrust

with an emphatic "Ha!"

They were showing off.

The girls didn't complain. They arched up on their shoulder

blades to receive the thrusts, hips clear of the ground. They grunted

gutturally as the boys smashed into their cunts. Tilly closed her eyes,

groaning in delight as Charlie pounded her. But Annie liked to watch a cock

moving inside her. She watched Ben's urgent thrusting down the crest of her

torso. Watching her labia ebb, widen and strain accentuated her arousal.

After some minutes of this, Ben reached over and tapped

Charlie on the shoulder.

"Hey, buddy. You thinking what I'm thinking?"

Ben had never fucked Tilly. She was one of the few black

girls in the neighborhood that he hadn't fucked. He wanted to give her a try.

Tilly was almost ready to come. She wasn't ready for Charlie

to withdraw. In another twenty seconds or so she would be there.

Charlie pulled out.

"Oh Charlie! What are you doing!"

Tilly's eyes had been closed. She didn't realize that the

boys were going to swap.

So when she looked up from her erotic haze and saw the white

boy standing over her with an erect cock and a lustful glare, her first thought

was "What is this?"

Her second thought was "Dang! His cock is thick!"

Ben wasted no time in slipping his purple cock tip into

Tilly's open pink cooze. Ben scooped her head into the crook of his elbow and

began to pummel her punani enthusiastically. He already knew Annie's pussy

well, so he was nowhere near climax when he mounted Tilly.

Tilly's punani was new punani. Her scent and the curvature

of her vagina were new sensations for him. Ben quickly reached Tilly's level of

arousal.

Unlike Charlie, Ben could fit his entire cock into Tilly.

When he finished each stroke he could grind his public mound against her

engorged clit. Tilly's eyes widened as she felt Ben's kinky pubic hair

stimulating her small, erect sex organ. With Charlie, she had to stretch to rub

her clit against his shaft as he moved in and out. Charlie's cock was so long

he could never put pubic pressure on her clit. But with Ben, she got to ride

his shaft and got a good pubic grind in, too. The grind was good! Plus, Ben's

cock was a "fattie". It was thick enough to make her feel

"full".

After a few minutes of standard in and out, missionary

position sex, Tilly grabbed Ben's buns. She held him tightly inside her so that

her clit pressed tightly against his pubic mound. She rotated her punani

obscenely and rippled her twat muscles to suck at his cock. She arched her clit

to receive stimulation from his pubic hair and pressure from his pubic mound.

Ben erupted inside her. Tilly literally screamed in ecstasy

as she felt him spurt and quake deep in her hole. She convulsed in orgasmic

delight. She intertwined her ankles with his to stretch his body as if impaled

on a torture rack. Ben pumped blob after blob of hot semen into her.

As they skittered down from this shattering orgasm, Ben

pulled his now semi-erect member from between her legs and moved it up to her

mouth. Tilly obediently licked and sucked jizz from his shaft and testicles.

Amazingly, Ben had enough strength to manage a final weak spurt of cum. It hit

Tilly in the eyebrow.

Slowly Ben and Tilly became more aware of their

surroundings. They heard a rhythmic slapping and looked over to see Charlie

mounted over Annie from the rear. The two teens were standing up. Annie bent

forward a little to grasp a tree stump. Charlie held her by the waist and was

driving long, deep strokes into her pink hole from behind. The rhythmic

slapping was the sound of his balls smacking against Annie's sticky vulva. Her

eyes were closed. Annie's whole body was tense. Clearly, she was on the verge

of climax.

Tilly was fascinated. She'd been fucked from behind, but

she'd never seen it done. She'd also never seen a black man fuck a white woman

before. She noticed that Ben seemed fascinated by this coupling, too.

Tilly reached down and wiped a large blob of Ben's semen

from her inner thigh. She drew it up to her nose and smelled it discreetly. She

tasted it. It tasted like paste. Ben's smell was unique. He smelled like spring

water, sweat, wet hair and white man. She was well familiar with the odor.

Ben was still lying on his side in the grass with his cock

before her. She took it into her mouth again to try to suck the last vestiges

of cum from his member. She didn't realize how powerful the sound of mating

couples could be. Ben's cock, limp just seconds before, began to fill and

thicken at the sound of his sister's mating cries.

Annie came. She crooned the arrival her climax with a series

of screeching "Ohs!" as she arched her ass up and down on Charlie's

thrusting cock. Tilly watched this with interest as Ben's member hardened again

in her mouth. Charlie wasn't ready to come, she could tell. Charlie's nostrils

always started flaring uncontrollably when he was ready to come. His muscles

convulsed and quivered. It was clear that Charlie was in control of Annie's

pussy. At least, he was in control right now.

Annie continued to coo and shiver as she loudly announced

her orgasm. Her body convulsed rhythmically and involuntarily. She drew breath

in staggering gasps. Charlie continued to churn inside her. He tried to time

his pelvic assault with her orgasmic convulsions.

As the seconds dragged on, however, Annie's muscular spasms

slackened some. The interval between her moans and her contractions eased.

Charlie was still fully erect, though. He pulled his cock from between her

thighs, noting the angry red coloration of her scorched labia. Charlie gently

pushed Annie to her knees. Annie looked at her brother, but he wasn't paying

attention. With some trepidation, she took Charlie's massive pole in her mouth

and began to suck. Annie immediately noted his acrid sexual odor in her

nostrils. Charlie's cock not only smelled like black cock, but it was coated in

her own pussy juice and crested with the piquant smell of her ass. Charlie's

cock was funky.

Charlie held his cock by its base with one hand. He gripped

the back of Annie's head with the other and encouraged her to swallow more and

more of his cock. Annie seemed reticent. She still wondered how her brother

would react to the sight of her kneeling before a black boy.

"That ain't how you suck no cock! Let me show you how

to suck a cock, Annie!" exclaimed Tilly.

She released Ben's cock and hopped up happily. Annie was

amazed and a little chagrined at her effrontery. She could suck a cock with the

best of them! Still, Annie moved aside and allowed Tilly to take Charlie's cock

in her mouth. Instead of dropping to her knees, Tilly bent at the waist to suck

Charlie's cock. She gripped his hips to steady herself

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