Date: Fri, 5 Sep 2014 09:38:11 -0700 From: Jan None Subject: Black Licorice Lovers (lesbian/interracial, oral, anal, g/FF Warning: Adult youth, interracial, oral, anal, g/FF This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2014 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Black Licorice Lovers By Jan I came from a poor family. Both of my parents were hard working and hard drinking Irish-Americans. They named me Danica, because of the race car driver. When they got home from work they both drank themselves to sleep, and on weekends they partied a lot. As a result of their lifestyle we were never able to live anyplace long, and we always lived on the wrong side of the tracks. All of our neighbors were minorities. At times we lived in Mexican neighborhoods and other times we lived in black communities. It was rare to live in a community where ethnic groups mixed, so I was always an outsider no matter where we lived. Girls resented me because they thought their boyfriends were always trying to hit on me. I got in several fights because some girl thought I was trying to steal their boyfriend. I was often left in the hands of neighbor woman, named Opel, while my parents were doing their thing. I think she was living on disability or welfare. I found her to be a lovely person, if not a little vulgar. She thought nothing about saying whatever she felt like saying. The words she used were very colorful if not profane. She was the color of coffee with cream. Her hair was brown, coarse and she straightened it. She was more than a little overweight. She had large breasts and wide hips. I knew she had one good evening dress, but she tended to wear one of three cheap house dresses. She spent most of her time barefooted, but she always kept cheap open toes shoes by the door. Like most houses in these kinds of neighborhoods her house needed repair and a coat of paint. The house smelled of dust, booze, and stale cigarette smoke. The couch had valleys and springs that poked you in the wrong places. You had to learn where to sit to avoid getting poked. There were plenty of times I had to sleep on her couch when my parents didn't manage to make it home from a party. On those occasions I got to see Opel naked while she walked around the house getting ready for bed. I was fascinated with her body. Her breasts were large and sagged under their own weight. Her areolas were large chocolate colored ovals with large nipples. I had never seen a black woman's pussy until I saw Opel's. I found it fascinating that her pubic hair was like coiled watch springs. There were some bumps like ingrown hairs scattered over her vulva. Just as interesting was the sight of her clitoris protruding out of her pussy. Her thighs were lumpy with cellulite. There was nothing shy about her, anyway. When she would settle me down on her couch for the night, I could smell her sweat, cheap perfume and the unmistakable odor of her pussy. She treated me like I was her child in most respects. She knew that my parents were alcoholics, and often left evidence of beatings on my red striped white butt. After such beatings, Opel would sooth my inflamed butt with warm baths and the application of soothing lotions. One evening she told me that she was making spaghetti, and I should take off my dress. I ate dinner in just my panties. That became the normal way I ate meals after that. As soon as I got home from school I would take off my shoes and dress. It was during the application of lotions that her fingers managed to touch my little bald pussy, and that felt good. At the time I was only eight years old. On one of those occasions when my mother had cut stripes across my butt with a leather strap that drew blood, Opel applied a soothing lotion to my ass. I cried with pain when her hands first touched my ass, but the lotion took the sting out of the cuts and bruises. This time when her finger slipped between my legs she stroked the little nub until I felt something unknown to me before. I didn't want her to stop playing with my pussy. She eventually did stop though, and turned me over. She held me on her lap and actually fed me one of those chocolate nipples. I lay there sucking on her tit like a baby. There was no milk, but it gave me satisfaction, because it was pleasing her so much. She continued to stroke my little clit, and it caused me so much pleasure. That night she took me to bed with her. She assumed a regal position with her back against the headboard of her bed. She spread her legs and bent her knees. I lay between her legs on my belly, at her instruction. I used my hands to spread her pussy open. I had smelled my own fingers after having played with my pussy, and I couldn't describe the difference even if I tried. I had never smelled an adult woman's pussy before. (In time I smelled enough adult women's pussies that I learned different chemicals and minerals affect the smell of a woman's pussy.) I didn't have to be told to lick her pussy. I started licking her open pussy and sticking my nose into her moist cunt. I was rubbing my face all over her crotch. The coarse pubic hair felt rough against my cheeks and nose. I continued lapping at her pussy while she grabbed a handful of my hair and jerking my head from side to side and up and down. When she started screaming nasty things like, EAT MY CUNT YOU LITTLE PUSSY WHORE!" it scared me. I swear she ranted and raved for almost a half hour. Then she went limp. She eventually opened her eyes and told me what a good job I had done. She kissed me with tongue and hugged me. While Opal was making me feel good, and introducing me to the pleasures of sex, school was a different matter. I think there were only three white girls in the school, and none of them were my age. Some of the black boys did flirt with me, but the girls threatened me. They would tell me not to mess with their men, or they would cut my face. I had to walk a thin line to be left alone. There was one black girl, named Jackeline, but preferred Jackie, in my class that was taller than most of the boys in the school. She was strong enough to beat the crap out of all of the boys. She was a leader of a group of girls that deferred to her authority. I had seen her and her group hanging out at a small package store after school several times. The clerks would sell just about anything to any of the boys and girls hanging out there. As long as they had the money, they could buy cigarettes, beer, whisky and even pot. Jackie would be holding court in the alley with five or six girls. They were a tough looking bunch, and would be smoking. I had even seen Jackie kissing a couple of the girls. As much as she frightened me, she also fascinated me. One day at school when a girl from another class got up in my face, Jackie stepped in and told the girl to back off. I thanked her, and she placed one of her long arms around my waist, as she said, "Honey, you are in my class, and I will look after you!" The way she said it was almost like she had just claimed me as her property. After school she invited me to join her for a beer and a smoke. I tried to tell her that I didn't smoke or drink, but she didn't want to hear it. She led me across the street to the store, and bought a six-pack of beer. We went out the back door to the alley. The alley was cluttered with empty pasteboard and wooden boxes, along with a variety of trash. The alley smelled of rotting vegetables, and urine. Jackie found a wooden box to sit on. Three of her normal cohorts showed up in time to help drink the beer. They were all smoking, and giving me dirty looks. One of them even asked, "What's the white bitch doing here?" Jackie slapped the girl across the face, "Danica is going to be my new girlfriend." That was news to me. Jackie wrapped a long arm around my waist and pulled me to her, and she kissed me on the mouth. At the same time she placed the other hand on my chest and ran it down my belly to my crotch. She cupped my crotch and squeezed it. There was nothing I was could do to stop her from doing whatever she wanted to me. The other girls may have resented a white girl in the group, but knew better than to voice any objections. Jackie laid it on them, "Danica is mine, so if you see anyone picking on her, step up!" They all agreed to protect me. With that Jackie took hold of a handful of the hair on the back of my head and kissed me with all of the passion anyone could muster. After everyone but me had drank the beer and smoked their cigarettes, Jackie walked me home. Of course I led her to Opal's home. Opel invited Jackie into her home. I introduced Opel as my surrogate mother, and told her that she fed, clothed, and more often than not, housed me. When I introduced Jackie to Opel I proclaimed that I was Jackie's new bitch! Jackie was shocked to hear me proclaim myself her bitch in front of my adult babysitter. To demonstrate the truth of my statement I took hold of Jackie's wrist and placed her hand on my crotch. She tried to withdraw her hand, but I held on to her wrist, and rubbed my crotch against her hand. Opel didn't bat an eye, she simply insisted on making sandwiches for the two of us and making iced tea. She pumped Jackie for information about her relationship with me, but Jackie didn't know how to answer that question. I took advantage of her confusion by slipping to the floor in front of Jackie and unbuttoning her jeans, while Jackie had her hands full of food and drink. She struggled a little, but I continued to undo her pants. It took some doing, but I managed to pull the pants and her panties down enough to expose her crotch. Opel was enjoying the show, and the discomfort of Jackie. I put my face right into the middle of her crotch and ate her pussy, while she squirmed. It took some time before Jackie gave up, and had an orgasm, Opel suggested that Jackie call her mother and get permission to spend the night. Jackie objected that she didn't have a change of clothes. Opel said that her mother could bring a change of clothes over, with that she handed Jackie the cordless phone. Jackie told her mother where she was and told her that her friend's guardian had invited her to spend the night. She added that she needed a change of clothes for school tomorrow. At the end of the conversation she handed Opel the phone. Opel assured the woman that Jackie was welcome to spend the night, and gave her the address. It only took about 20 minutes before there was a knock at the door. Opel welcomed the woman into her home, and hugged her, at the same time she offered her a cup of coffee. The woman accepted and apologized for her daughter, and told Opel to kick her ass out, if she becomes a problem. There was also the unspoken question of why a black woman would be looking after such an attractive white girl. Opel recognized the look, "I have looked after Danica for years!" She added softly, "her parents have problems with alcohol." The woman wanted to leave as soon as her questions had been answered, and the coffee mug was empty. She admonished her daughter to behave one more time, before she left. As soon as the mother left, Opel suggested that the two of us take a bath, and get ready for bed. Jackie mentioned that she didn't have a nightgown. I told her, "No one wears nightgowns to bed here!" Opel helped draw the water, while we undressed. Jackie stepped into the old cast iron tub first, and I stepped into the tub between her legs, and settled down between her legs. It was fun having Jackie washing my body. It was also sexually stimulating. Opel helped dry both of us off, and gave both of us a swat on our butts, as she sent us off to the bedroom. The bedroom was crowded with a full sized bed in it. There was just enough room to pass in front of the dresser to get in the bed. There was only enough room for small end tables on either side of the bed. It was a warm night, so I pulled back the covers and folded them at the bottom of the bed, besides I wanted to have the lights on, so that I could see their bodies while I satisfied my oral desire. Opel took a quick bath and cleaned the tub before joining us in the bedroom. Jackie was still a little intimidated by the presence of an adult woman. This time Opel was the alpha female in the room. She made sure to sit in the middle of the bed, with one of us on either side of her. Opel had a huge black rubber strap-on dildo that she had Jackie put on. She directed Jackie to mount her, and fuck her in the missionary position. She took hold of a handful of my hair and pulled me over to suck on her near tit. I could virtually bury my face in one of her tits. I reached over and took hold of her other nipple, and pinched and pulled on it. Jackie couldn't resist playing with my pussy, while she fucked Opel. It took some time before Opel had a strong orgasm. She filled the air with all kinds of obscenities. When she calmed down she turned her body around so that her head was near the foot of the bed, then she had me mount her so that we could suck each other's pussies. Before she started eating my pussy she told Jackie, "Honey Child, you can fuck my baby's ass while I'm eating her pussy." That was so exciting to be eating pussy while my own pussy was being eaten and getting fucked in the ass by a dildo big enough to stretch my ass to the limit. By the time I came I was exhausted. Opel took the opportunity take the dildo off Jackie, so that she could eat Jackie's pussy and fuck her pussy and asshole. We slept together in the nude that night. We woke up early enough to taste a little more pussy before we had to get ready for school. Jackie and I became almost inseparable after that. We were rather obvious about our affection for each other. One day as the last bell of the day rang our teacher, Ms. Ellison asked me to remain seated. Jackie gave her a suspicious look as she exited. I was sure she would wait outside for me. Ms. Ellison came down the aisle and sat in the desk next to mine. She began with, "Denise, I'm concerned about your relationship with Jackie. She might be a bad influence for you! I think we should have a talk with your parents!" I was a little defensive, "My parents are drunks, so I virtually live with a neighbor woman that is more of a mother to me than my parents. You met Opel at the last parents meeting." (I should also mention that Ms. Ellison and Ms. Barr are both black women.) She said, "I think that Principal Barr and I should take you home to discuss this matter with her!" I was intimidated enough not to argue. Ms. Ellison used the classroom phone to call Ms. Barr. They talked for a moment. When she hung up the phone she told me that Ms. Barr would meet us in the teacher's parking lot. As we exited the room Jackie was leaning against the wall, and gave us a nasty look. When we got to the parking lot Ms. Barr was standing beside her late model car. I had to sit in the back seat as they drove me to Opel's home. Opel had a worried look on her face when she welcomed the two women into her home. She asked them if they would like tea or coffee, before asking them what the problem was. She escorted them into her kitchen and dining area. They had accepted the offer of tea, so Opel filled classes with ice and sweet tea. The four of us sat around the small table, with me trapped against the wall. Ms. Ellison started the conversation by explaining, "We are concerned that Danica is hanging out with a girl, name Jackie that is a known dyke lesbian! We are afraid that Danica will become a lesbian too!" Opel sat there listening quietly until Ms. Ellison finished her statement, before she responded, "I have net Jackie and like her! She protects Danica from both the boys that want to fuck her, and the girls that want to cut her face because they are jealous of her, because they think she is flirting with their boyfriends. If the two of them want to have sex with each other, at least neither of them will get pregnant!" The two women sat there for a moment, and then Ms. Barr said, "I don't know what to say, would her parents have the same opinion?" Opel said, "Her parents have virtually given her to me!" Ms. Barr asked, "What if an adult woman was to try and seduce her?" Opel said, "If Danica liked the woman, I'm sure that the woman wouldn't have to seduce her!" The two teachers looked at each other. Ms. Ellison said, "Would you object if we were to ask if we could party with Danica?" Opel made eye contact with me; smiled and said, Like I said, if Danica wants to have sex with any woman she will do so!" Ms. Barr was a tall slender woman. She must have paid a lot of money to have her hair relaxed. She was dressed very professionally. She obviously wanted everyone to know she was the woman in charge at school. I thought she was a very attractive woman. Ms. Ellison was a young woman of average size. Her hair was braided in tight little corn rows. She did dress conservatively. She never came to school dressed in anything too revealing. She didn't want to inflame the desires of the boys with their raging hormones. Her dresses could hide the fact that she had the body of an athlete. I found both of them very sexy. Ms. Barr reached across the small table and placed one hand on top of Opel's and my hands. "Would I be mistaken to assume that you have enjoyed a relationship with Danica?" Opel smiled, "That depends on how you feel about it?" Ms. Barr turned her attention towards me, "How would you feel about having a date with Ms. Ellison and me?" I looked at Opel, and she smiled. "Ms. Barr, I would love that, if Mommy Opel is included!" Ms. Barr and Ms. Ellison looked at each other, smiled and took hold of each other's hands. Ms. Barr said, "That would be delightful!" Mommy gathered up the glasses and put them in the sink. She said, "If you ladies care to follow me, we can continue this conversation in the bedroom!" Everyone stood up and we followed her to her bedroom. Ms. Barr placed her hands on Ms. Ellison's and my fanny's. When we were in the relatively small bedroom the three women started undressing me. As soon as I was totally naked they placed me on the middle of the bed, while they undressed. I found it every exciting to watch the three of them getting undressed. Of course Opel had the least amount of clothes to remove. There was just the dress buttoned down the front and baggy panties to remove. Ms. Ellison had on a long sleeved blouse, pleated skirt, full slip, bra and panties. She left her hosiery on. Ms. Barr had on a tan business suit. Under the jacket she had on a teal blouse with a matching amethyst broach and ear rings. Under the skirt were a girdle, nylons and lacy panties. I enjoyed watching them and admiring the differences in their bodies. Opel's body is full and comfortable. Ms. Ellison's body is trim and physically fit. Her breasts are about a 36-C, and firm. Ms. Barr's body is slim enough that you can see her ribs, and her hip bones stand out. Her breasts are no more than a 34-B. I had to taste their beasts right away. Ms. Ellison's body had a natural smell of soap and a light scent of flowers. Ms. Barr smelled of a strong perfume, where Mommy Opel smelled strongly of sweat. I loved eating each of their pussies. The three of them probed, prodded, poked, and licked every inch of my body. I was in heaven. Before the party was over I called Jackie and invited her to join the party. It was fun watching Jackie fuck our teachers with that big black dildo. I didn't care who knew that I was a pussy eating bitch. There were all manner of girls and women seeking me out to have sex with. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.