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"Something About Melissa"
   by  Ekoc


The Greyhound bus was only half full as it made its way into Iowa
from Illinois.  Most of the passengers were riding alone and
stared out the windows at the fields of corn and soybeans that
stretched to the horizon.  Melissa Lockheart sat by a window
toward the rear of the bus.  She watched the farmers toiling in
the fields as the bus cut through the vast countryside.  This was
Melissa's first visit to Iowa. She was headed to her Aunt Ruth
and Uncle Ben's farmstead near the town of Bentonville.  Her Aunt
Ruth was her mother's sister and had been Melissa's favorite aunt
when Ruth lived back east where Melissa was now coming from. Mel,
as she liked to be called was a very pretty girl of seventeen
years old, although she looked much older.  She wore her dark red
hair in curls that fell to just above her shoulders.  Her skin
was fair with big blue eyes and full lips. She had a habit of
biting her bottom lip when she was nervous.

Looking out the window at the passing fields her thoughts
wondered back to the apartment she had shared with her mother in
New York.  She wondered how her mother was doing  and when she
would see her again.  She then thought of Mr. Jenkens, the
apartment super and the key role he played in her having to leave
home.

Mr. Jenkens was in his fifties and did all of the maintenance in
the apartment complex Melissa and her mother lived in.  He was a
rather large black man with greying hair and a mustache.  One day
in early May, Mel was in the basement of the complex doing some
laundry.  As she waited for the clothes in the dryer she heard a
noise coming from the room next to the laundry.  It was a noise
like someone was having trouble breathing. Becoming alarmed she
peeked in the room through a crack in the door way and was about
to enter when she saw Mr. Jenkens sitting on a couch with his
pants down around his ankles.  She froze, but could not take her
eyes off of what she saw. Jenkens had his hand on his very large
penis and was stroking it up and down.  She had never seen an
man's penis in this state before and could not believe the size
of this one.  She became mesmerized as Jenkens grunted and
wheezed as he stroked his huge black member. Melissa didn't know
how Jenkens knew she was there, but he suddenly stopped stroking
and met her gaze with his dark eyes.

"Who's there?"  he gasped. Melissa didn't say a word nor did she
move. "Who is it?" he asked again.  "God damn it, answer me!"
Timidly Mel replied.  "It's me,  Melissa Lockheart.  I'm sorry
I--- "Quiet girl."  Jenkens smiled and then said,"Come in here
and close that door." Melissa did as she was told and came up to
where Jenkens was sitting. Jenkens smiled.  "You ever see a big
cock like this one?" He proudly held it with both hands. Melissa
shook her head no, but strangely  could not bring herself to take
her eyes off of it. It pulsated as if it had a life of it's own. 
It could have been a big black snake. "You ever touch a man's
cock, girl?"  Without waiting for an answer he took her hand and
pulled it toward his throbber.  When Melissa felt it she began to
shiver. It felt so soft yet so hard. "Get down there on your
knees here atween my legs so you can see it real good, girl.
Melissa bent down between his legs as he sat on the sofa and took
hold of his penis with both hands. She felt it from it's big
black head down to his giant scrotum. It must of been all of
twelve inches long and so big around that her hands barely could
circle it. "You hands is soft.....do you like it, girl?"  Jenkens
asked hoarsely. Melissa managed to whisper, yes. "Kiss it then,
let me see you kiss my big pecker.  Lick it  like an ice cream
bar." He reached up and pulled her head down toward his pulsating
penis.  As he did so she gulped.  She could not believe what was
happening.  The head of his cock was now only inches from her
mouth.  She stuck her tongue out and touched it. Jenkens groaned.
"That's it! Oh Lord all mighty!  Give it a little kiss........." 
Jenkens closed his eyes. She did and then she kissed it again. 
She had never done anything like this before yet it seemed to
come natural to her.  She felt herself get moist between her
legs. She opened her lips and began to tongue the underside of
his penis head.  Jenkens jerked in excitement and putting his
hand on the back of her head pulled Mel's head down onto his
cock.  She opened her mouth wide and let him stick it  in and
without coaxing, began sucking the huge black cock,  bobbing her
head up and down.  Jenkens grunted twice and began to cum.  He
squirted torrents of  his cum into her mouth.  To keep from
choking she swallowed what she could.  The rest spilled out of
her mouth and down her chin onto the couch.

Jenkens had hold of her head and kept pulling her down as he
pumped upward in a bucking frenzy.  Melissa began to choke as the
massive cock invaded her throat.  He finally stopped and let
loose of her head.

"Oh God girl!  That feel so good!"  He exclaimed looking into her
frightened eyes.  "Stand up here, let me see you." She stood up
and with her hand touched the wet semen on her chin.  She then
put her finger in her mouth.  The taste was unlike anything she
had ever tasted. and was a taste she would come to crave.  Old
Jenkens leaned forward and undid her jeans, pulling them down to
the floor.  She was to scared to back away and was at the same
time becoming excited.  He could see the wet spot on her panties
and smiled.  His hands wasted no time in pulling them down to
expose  her red haired bush. "Oh look it here, a little honey
pot!"  he grunted as she felt his fingers begin to probe her most
private part.  "I bet that honey sure enough taste good."  He was
now running a finger up and down  the puffy lips of her slit that
protruded from her red hair. She felt herself getting moist and
when he touched her erect pearl of a clitoris her legs almost
buckled as waves of excitement overtook her.  She began to
shiver. Jenkens had her put one foot up on the arm of the couch,
exposing her crotch in the dim light.  With her legs parted like
this he easily stuck his big middle finger into her wet tight
little love hole.  He buried it a few times then took it out and
put it in his mouth. "Oh you is sweet meat, little one." he
smiled  "I'm going to eat this little honey pie". Melissa watched
him finger her and then suck his finger.  He saw her watching and
made her taste his finger after withdrawing it from her now
soaking wet cunt. She tasted herself on his finger and put her
hand down to touch herself.  This really excited Jenkens and
started getting hard again.  Scooting back on the couch his huge
cock stood straight up again. "Get on it, girl.  You gonna like
this pole up inside your honey pot.  I'm gonna fuck you good!"
Melissa straddled him and let herself down over his penis.  He
guided her carefully until she felt the big head of his cock
pushing into her slit. It felt like trying to put an apple into
herself.  Suddenly her lips spread open and began to swallow his
cock.  Her eyes grew wide as she felt herself filling with his
huge black rod.   The pain subsided and she became a woman as she
began fucking the old man, riding his pole like there would be no
tomorrow.  Up and down she bounced taking all of him deeper and
deeper.  She could feel his shaft clear up inside her belly.  He
took her legs and put them up over his shoulders letting his cock
penetrate it's deepest. Melissa ground herself down on him loving
this new sensation. Never had she felt so alive.  "OH FUCK ME!'' 
she yelled  And Jenkens did. He lifted her ass up and then let
her down again burying his cock each time. After a few minutes he
had her get off of him and bend over with her hands on the arm of
the sofa.  He got behind her and had no trouble entering her cunt
once more. Melissa began to moan. "That's right...moan you little
bitch.  I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you till you beg me to stop."
 He hunched her and she moaned in ecstasy.  She could feel him
deep inside once again and she took a hand and began playing with
her clitoris.  She fell deeper into ecstasy and was about to cum
when the door to the room opened and in came Jenkens wife.

"You little bitch!"  she screamed.  " Get away from my man you
white slut whore!"  The rotund black woman waddled over and
grabbed Melissa by her hair. Old man Jenkens withdrew his cock
and was amused at the scene before him. His wife was slapping
Melissa about the head and shoulders as Melissa gathered her
clothes and hurried out  of the room.

The next  morning she was on the bus for Iowa.  Her mother had
been threatened with eviction and felt that Melissa was ready to
leave home yet not old enough to be on her own.  She did not tell
Melissa that  she had been banging Jenkens for over two years and
secretly she did not want to share him with her young daughter.

The bus pulled off the main highway and  into  a small town
called Ranger. "We'll be here for about forty minutes", the drive
announced.  "If you want to eat supper, there is a small cafe
about a block from the bus stop." Melissa looked out the window
at the quite town.  Not much was going on as the sun set off to
the west.  As the bus stopped and she started to get up she
noticed that her panties were wet in the crotch.  Her thoughts of
Jenkens in the basement had made her somewhat homesick.


                           -- The End --


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