Jean Fashta

Cash For Flesh

Chapter 1

Khartoum, Sudan

The Sudan, a sprawling stretch of desert land directly south of Egypt, borders on the Red Sea for only a relatively short distance on its northeast corner. The rest of this country, a place right out of the Arabian Nights, is all inland under a burning sun. And the passions of its people are every bit as hot as its torrid climate.

According to The New Hammond World Atlas the major products of the Sudan include "cotton, senna leaves, sesame, dates, ivory, salt and gold." There is another product of the country that is equally famous among those who know it intimately even though it is not found listed in the average reference book. That product is young male and female slaves.

A young Italian student who lived there for some months as a language tutor gave me the details which follow. In Khartoum, the capital city which sits at the junction of the White Nile and Blue Nile rivers like a huge obscenely brilliant jewel, young teenagers are auctioned off like cattle. During his stay in the Sudan this Italian student, Antonio, resided in the palace of a rich sheik named Abu Ben Said. Because of his privileged status as a tutor of the sheik's immediate family, Antonio was able to learn the most intimate practices of the family-sexual, as well as social.

"I journeyed with Sheik Abu Ben Said many times to the slave auctions," Antonio told me, "and I know what I'm talking about when I say the sex life of him and other desert sheiks is fantastic. People who think the Roman orgies of my country were a big deal in their day ought to stay in the Sudan for a while. Wow!

"We'd go northwest of the main city toward Omduran. The slaves were auctioned in an old quarter of the city near the banks of the White Nile. At first I had to wait outside, but when Sheik Said knew me long enough to trust me, he allowed me to accompany him. He was a cultivated man who spoke several languages including Italian and English, and his sexual tastes were equally cultivated-well, jaded, I guess you might say. He was a big fat man, about forty-five, who had enjoyed every sex thrill you could think of at some time during his life. His favorite sex thrill was pederasty with adolescents. He claimed when a boy or girl got to be past their teen years they were past their prime. But at least he only used adolescents, never kids any younger like some sheiks do. There are plenty of Sudanese sheiks who groove on kids that are eight, nine, and ten years old or so! They don't even want the girl to have tits yet, or the boy to have hair around his cock.

"Once at the auction he pointed to a boy and girl sixteen years of age and confided, 'Mercy of Allah! Those two are brother and sister, I believe. Do you not see the familial resemblance? I must have that for my pleasures, Antonio.'

"He was right. And because they were brother and sister they came a little higher but he still bought them at a price ridiculously low by Western standards. Most of the slaves sold in Khartoum were the children of poor townspeople who could not support them and were more than ready to sell them to a rich sheik, thereby gaining money as well as the assurance that their children would never go hungry. The sexual servitude that the children would undergo was looked upon as a necessary evil.

"On the way to Sheik Said's palace we had to camp in the desert for two days since we traveled only at night to avoid the heat. During the early morning of the first day's rest the Sheik summoned the two new slaves to him to inspect them. The boy stood before Sheik Said with down cast eyes and his sixteen-year-old sister stood huddled close to him.

" 'What are you called?' he asked the boy.

" 'I am called Amel, and my sister is called Anyeta. We… we will do whatever you order us, master. But please allow us to remain together, for we are more than brother and sister-we are twins."

" ‘Ahhh, yes!' exclaimed the Sheik. He was happy to have so well-matched a pair of love slaves. 'And now let me see more of you!"

"The girl held back, but the boy took off his kaftan. The Sheik's eyes lighted up at the sight of the boy's firm torso and he eagerly told him to remove the rest of his clothing. Anyeta, whose dark eyes and ashen complexion perfectly matched her brother's, turned her head away from her brother's nakedness and the Sheik laughed. He thought neither of them could be virgins at the age of sixteen, and such modesty as Anyeta's made him chortle until his heavy black moustache drooped down over his goatee.

"Sheik Said liked nothing better than to plunge his huge old stiff prick into the ass of a smooth-cheeked young girl or boy, and I was sure he was getting ready to have his pleasure. I hardly expected him to allow me the same privilege. When I told him I didn't go for fucking assholes, he just laughed and said, 'In that case, Antonio, you must take your pleasure from the girl Anyeta while I part the ass cheeks of her brother. I believe you will find something to make your Italian prick grow hard when you lift her kaftan and peer between her legs. Go now and see whether she is a virgin! Fuck her, my son, while I do the same to her brother!"

"I'm twenty-five myself and don't feel the right age to be the Sheik's son by any means, but I was quite happy to take advantage of his offer. I'd only been a tutor at his palace for one week and I hadn't had a piece of ass* since I had left Rome. What a great surprise it was to find I was going to get to fuck the pretty sixteen-year-old!

"Sheik Said immediately had the boy begin removing his slippers and traveling robe. Finally the Sheik lay on his back in nothing but his silk underpants. He commanded the boy to play with himself while he watched, and as the boy obediently did as he was told, I saw the Sheik's big tool rise up from out of the fly of his underpants.

"Then I turned away from the Sheik and started to take the girl into my tent. I sure didn't want to waste time watching the old bastard fuck Amel when I could be feeling up Anyeta. But Sheik Said stopped me with a yell.

" ‘No, no! Stay here in my tent with the girl,' he cried. 'I will enjoy this youngster's ass much more by watching you fuck his sister! Lie there before us, please, and do what you will with Anyeta while I fill Amel's asshole with my cock, if you please."

"The Sheik made it sound as though he was asking me, but I knew his request was as good as a command from him since he was my host. I did as he said in spite of the fact I'd never made it with a girl in front of anyone. And I'm not gay, so I sure as hell hadn't seen any man shove his tool up a boy's ass.

"I started to have Anyeta take off her kaftan, but she beat me to the punch. It was very strange. She was very shy about it and yet she was very seductive at the same time.

" 'The Mighty One has given me to you at this time,' she said, referring to the Sheik, (so I am ready to do your bidding. What would you have me do? Do you desire to see my breasts and the girl's treasure between my legs?"

"Her attitude floored me. It was surprising enough to be given her favors by the Sheik, but it was even more exciting to have her offer herself to me so abjectly. I could hardly wait to see the naked body concealed beneath her thin kaftan. She prostrated herself before me and said, 'Command me, o master, and I will obey.'

" 'First lift your garment high so I can see the rest of your legs,' I told her. She did as I ordered, and I was treated to the sight of a lovely, slim pair of legs more beautiful than any I had ever seen in my homeland. I could see all the way up to the tight legband of her underpants. She was too poor to have silk underwear or even cotton underwear. Her underpants were of a coarse, off-white flaxen material that was rough to the touch. In the absence of Western-style elastic there were drawstrings drawn tightly through the legbands and waist of the garment. I could spot a few stray pussy hairs peeping out near her inner thigh.

"My mouth started to go dry. I told her to raise her kaftan up over her head and to toss it into the corner. She kept her head shyly turned down toward the ground, but she did as I said. Underneath, she wore a loose-fitting undergarment over her tits something like the top half of a T-shirt. I could tell then that she had a terrific set of tits on her, and she was just the right age to have them full as could be, with no trace of sagging. As I watched her she turned her torso self-consciously in an attempt to conceal the ripe fullness that jutted out from her chest. She knew she had to do as I said, but she was still very shy about it.

"I began to feel very excited by the power I had over her. I remembered the Sheik's desire to know if she was a virgin, so I started questioning her before even allowing myself the thrill of touching her.

" 'Have you let a man inside your clothes before? Do you know what it's like to feel a man's prick inside you? The Sheik wants to know if you're a virgin,' I said to her.

"I think if she hadn't been so dark-complexioned, she would have blushed at the question. 'You… you may see for yourself, my master,' she answered. 'I will undo the drawstrings for you and show myself to you. My… my girl's treasure has been entered by only one person although I am sixteen, I am nearly a virgin.'

"Then she confessed, 'Only my brother has entered me. Do not be angry with me for that, please. You are not from this land. Here brother and sister often learn the secrets of each other's nakedness before any other person.' Her words shocked me less than they excited me. Somehow the idea of her letting her brother fuck her-her twin brother, no less-was very stimulating to me. My cock was growing long and hard as I looked at her naked legs and stomach.

"I reached over and started unloosening the drawstrings of her underpants. 'Take off your top piece,' I told her. 'I want to see your tits naked in front of my face while I take your underpants off over your ankles.'

"She seemed glad I wasn't angry with her for her admission of incest and was even more willing to please me than before. She placed a hand on each side of the garment covering her big tits and drew it off over her head to reveal them to me. I was really getting hot by then. She saw the outline of my cock through my pants and asked, 'Do you desire my hands to caress your manhood?"

"I was beyond talking about it. I fell forward and took one of her firm big tits into my mouth as I finished untying her underpants drawstring. She inhaled quickly at the touch of my lips on her jutting nipple and I felt her shudder as I jerked her underpants down her legs and firmly inserted my hand between her legs. She knew what I wanted and went inside my pants with both hands. She came out with my cock between her fingers and started skinning it up and down.

"I'd been so busy with Anyeta I hadn't noticed the Sheik's progress with her brother. I heard a noise in their direction and turned to see the boy sitting in the Sheik's lap sliding up and down on his big fat prick while the Sheik's arms were around him from the rear. The Sheik was giving Amel a furious hand job. He looked over to see Anyeta jacking me off while I finger-fucked her pussy and sucked her tit, and then he called out, 'Stick your cock into the girl's ass, Antonio. Ram it up her ass and you'll see it's better fucking than her cunt!"

"He was breathing hard as though he was about to come as he yelled to me. His face was all red and he was huffing and puffing with each stroke of his cock up Amel's tight asshole. 'You'll see why I like fucking assholes so much when you do it yourself. Have you never fucked anyone in the ass before, Antonio? Mark my word, the girl's asshole will be a better fuck for you than her cunt!"

"But I was not caught up in the passion for pederasty that seemed to consume my host, so I ignored his advice and kept sucking Anyeta's marvelous tit while she jacked me off. I was building up a full head of steam and needed more action, so I hugged her close and whispered into her ear as I kept up the hand job on her pussy.

" 'Give me your face on it now,' I hissed between my teeth. 'Tongue it for me, Anyeta!"

"She immediately knelt down, saying, 'Yes, master, yes! I do as you command!' and put her luscious lips around the hot head of my throbbing prick.

"Her words were slurred as she spoke so that I knew my fingers were succeeding in making her pussy plenty hot. As soon as her mouth was tightly closed on my cock, I felt a surge of passion shoot through the entire length of it.

" 'Suck it hard, baby! Suck it good! That's the way!' She was really giving me a beautiful blow job. I grabbed a double handful of tit and felt her nipples heat the palms of my hands like coals of fire. I heard a gasping sound and looked over to see the Sheik going down on Amel's swollen cock from the side as he continued his own prick up the boy's asshole. I would never have thought anyone so fat could manage the position, but the Sheik was having no trouble at all. The noise they were making told me they were both about to get their rocks off soon. I was suddenly filled with the desire to sink my cock into the tender meat of Anyeta's fine pussy. I gripped her tits hard and raised her head up from my lap, flinging her over onto her back and falling across her delicious naked front as she squirmed and twisted with increasing frenzy.

"When I socked my cock into her, she let out a low, deep sigh and strained her hot stomach and tits against me. I felt her little ass start to move faster as her wet pussy slapped hard into me every time I made a stroke. I was sweating a lot, and she was wet with it from armpits to ankles. I buried my nose deep in her black hair and smelled an exotic scent very sweet, yet totally unfamiliar to me. Mixed with the erotic aroma of her hot pussy, the smell of her was almost enough to make me come all by itself. But her fine, hard ass and her giant tits were the best part of the action. I dropped my hands from her tits to the cheeks of her ass and drove my stiff prick deeper into her sixteen-year-old cunt with every powerful shove.

"I felt her grab my ass with one hand and my shoulder with the other and I knew she was as close to coming as I was. 'Madre Mia!' I yelled as I felt it coming on.

" 'Ah! Ahhhh, Allah be praised!' she screamed and double-timed her ass until she came off like a pistol. Just then I hit my peak and emptied a thick stream of hot, white come into her pulsing pussy.

"When the Sheik heard us coming, it excited him anew even though he'd just finished getting his rocks off in the boy's ass, so he pulled Amel to him and commanded him to start sucking his limp cock. While the girl and I watched from a few yards away, her brother sucked and sucked on the Sheik's tired tool until at last it stood up hard and proud again. A few minutes later the Sheik got his rocks off for the second time and then lay resting for several minutes.

"Soon he called over to where we were lying and ordered Anyeta to fetch a wet rag and clean us off. She rose and left the tent, returning shortly with the rag. First the Sheik wanted to be washed off, and after she had done that job satisfactorily, he sent her over to do the same for me. Then he had her wash -off her brother. Sheik Said had overheard her tell me of their incest and used the knowledge to joke with them.

" 'So, you two are not only twin brother and sister, but lovers as well, eh? Well, don't worry. You need not give each other up because you have been purchased by me. Have I not purchased you for my pleasure? I believe it may please me to see you fuck and suck each other. Then you shall be satisfying yourselves and myself at the same time, no? We will see what I decide to have you do when we reach my palace. As for now, we must all sleep, for we have many miles to travel tonight after the sun goes down and the moon rises."

"For the next few days after we got back home to the palace, Sheik Said amused himself often with his new slaves. He had others, of course, but Amel and Anyeta were new. And to someone as jaded as the Sheik, newness meant a lot. He asked me how I liked fucking Anyeta and laughed benevolently when I told how much I'd enjoyed her. He remarked that she would be ten times better when fucked in the ass instead of in front, but this didn't surprise me. I knew him well enough by then to know that he was a confirmed pederast. If he'd been presented with the most beautiful girl in the world he'd have insisted on fucking her asshole instead of her cunt, no matter how she had tried to get him to do it the regular way.

"I also knew very well that the Sheik was just as fond of a boy's ass as a girl's, and probably a lot more so. Since he was a switch hitter, I half expected him to put the make on me, but he never did and I'm glad he didn't because I couldn't have gone for it. Later on I decided the only reason he never wanted my ass was because of my age. Twenty-five was too old for his tastes. If a girl or boy was out of their teens, he lost all interest. I guess my psychology teacher back in Rome would have called him not just a pederast, but definitely a pedophilic pederast because his sex partners always had to be young and tender.

"The Sheik had all kinds of pictures and paintings on the walls of his bed chamber showing guys fucking people in the ass. He even had one big painting of himself doing the fucking. It showed him mounting the young, firm ass of a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy. Whenever he was giving one of his slaves the business in his bed chamber, he liked to have the pictures around to give him extra satisfaction. And if the teenager he was slamming the meat to liked the pictures, too, so much the better. Whenever he'd allow me to have a piece of pussy, he always had me do it in his bed chamber so he could watch while he fucked someone himself. I must admit that seeing him use the 'brown hole' so often, coupled with all the pictures on the wall, made me sort of begin to be turned on to the idea.

"One day the Sheik decided to add a little spice to the proceedings by having a couple of little teenage boys bugger each other while he threw the meat to Amel. He'd fucked Anyeta several times, but he seemed to prefer her brother's ass to hers, which was lucky for me because I wouldn't have enjoyed any kind of sex scene with Amel if the Sheik had wanted the girl all the time. One of the teenagers was about fourteen and the other about thirteen but it was clear they were both very accomplished at buggering each other from the first time they went into action.

"Sheik Said let me have Anyeta to play with while he toyed with Amel. Each couple reclined on a giant cushion while the young boys put on a show for us. First they just sat masturbating each other, but before long they were hugging and kissing just like a man and woman. All the time they were at it, the Sheik had Amel playing around with his cock. As for me, I was more than happy to get my hands on young Anyeta's body again. I had her sit in front and to the side of me so I could play with her tits through her kaftan at the same time she skinned her hand up and down my cock. Since the Sheik had bought the twins, he had outfitted them both in attractive new clothes and Anyeta's colorful, tight-fitting new kaftan made her look even more sexy than she'd looked when I first got into her. Her old drawstring-type underpants had been replaced by sheer silk panties cut from the same cloth as the Sheik's underpants. She still wore no brassier, but she confined her big firm tits in a kind of tie-around, halter-like affair that made them stand out in breathtaking outline over her flat stomach.

"It only took a short while for the Sheik to get hot and ready for Amel's ass. The two boys putting on the show had gotten beyond kissing and masturbating and were engrossed in pumping away in the favorite manner of the Sheik. I saw Anyeta glance over at the spectacle of the big cock reaming out her brother's asshole, and for a moment I felt a little envious because the Sheik's tool was somewhat bigger than mine. Anyeta was jacking me off so well that I soon forgot about it and turned my attention to her fine, smooth young body. I kept kneading the solid meat of her tit with one hand and let the other one fall down into her silk panties. She smiled like she always did when I finger-fucked her and strained against my hand like she couldn't get enough.

"We were still in a sitting position, but I knew I panted to get her on her back very quick. Since I was sitting slightly behind her, I had a good view of her beautifully rounded little ass-a part of her I hadn't paid much attention to before. I guess all the buggering going on around me finally got to me, because I suddenly saw her bottom in a brand new light. I got her down on the floor all right, but not the way I'd intended to earlier. I flipped her on her tits and tummy and stuck my hard cock up her ass before she hardly knew what was happening. She might have been scared a little if it had been her first time, but having the Sheik's rod up her asshole must have gotten her to liking it more than I'd suspected. As soon as she felt me part her delicious cheeks she started jamming up against me like a bitch in heat.

"The Sheik noticed what was happening and started yelling out, 'Ah, so my Italian son is at following my example! Continue, my son, continue!"

"I could tell he was getting a big thrill out of watching us. Counting the two young boys in front of us, there were now three couples buggering. The Sheik whipped himself into a frenzy, and right after he saw the two young boys come, he gave a tremendous yell and shot his wad up Amel's ass. Amel shot off when he felt the Sheik's hot love spurting up his crack, and the sight of all the passion drove Anyeta and me to a wonderful climax. From that day on I have myself been addicted to fucking girls in the ass. I wouldn't have thought it before, but the old Sheik was right. The 'brown hole' is ten times better than the pussy."

Antonio informed me that he had remained a tutor in the Sheik's palace for almost a year and that during that time he had occasion to witness many purchases of slaves. It was Antonio's firm belief that if more Westerners had heard about the little-known slave market in Khartoum, there would have been a veritable deluge of bidders from the outside world. The prices were so low, he maintained, that most average businessmen in Italy or the United States could have easily become the owner of personal sex slaves of their own. From the results of my other investigations into the matter of teenage sex slaves, I must agree with my young Italian informant.

Chapter 2

Southern Mexico

In the last case history the perversion of pederasty seemed equal to, or perhaps even of greater consequence than, the attendant sexual aberration of pedophilia. In this case history, however, the entire motivating force is pedophilia with female love objects. Pedophilia, or sex relations between adult and child, may be directed by either sex toward either sex. In the case we are about to consider, the adult was an American male, aged forty-five, and his sex partners were all females-Mexican girls ranging in age from a youthful thirteen to a scandalously immature seven years of age!

Dale Hendricks was a man who had known and loved Mexico for years. Just how well he had known the country and certain of its inhabitants was a secret from all save a very few close friends and myself. When Mr. Hendricks heard of my research, he was willing to furnish me with the entire details of his pedophilic contacts as soon as I convinced him that I would not use his real name. I recorded the interview in order to insure complete documentation of every word he spoke.

"I've always had a yen for them little 'Lolita' girls since way before that fellow wrote the book, but I never knew anyone else was like me until I read that book Lolita some years back. 'Course, I like 'em even younger than that, too," Hendricks snickered, "but I'll tell you all about it before I'm through.

"I've lived in Colorado most of my life. A man can really get in trouble in the states for monkeyin' around with a kid, so I was always real careful about it. As a matter of fact I never did get to do everything I wanted 'til later on in Mexico. Oh, twice I was able to feel a little girl up without her telling her folks. The first one was about eleven or so and the second one was thirteen. But all I got to do was get my hands in their panties for a few seconds and hug 'em a lot. And then one time when I was.working in Colorado Springs, I even made out a little I better than that. Then the little gal was only eight or nine. I managed to get her off by herself and take her panties down where nobody could see us. I gave her a good, long bit of fingerin' in her little hairless pussy and even talked her into jacking me off 'til I came right in front of.her. She thought it was great fun and wanted to do it again, but I was afraid to run the risk of meeting her a second time.

"It was in Mexico where I really made out though. I was working for a construction company in Colorado that got a contract to do some work down there. It just lasted a few weeks, but man, the trip I made down there changed my whole life. I go down there all the time now on vacation, and since I'm better off financially than I was when I made that first trip, I even stay for months at a time now.

"You go down south a long ways beyond Mexico City to the state they call Chiapas. That's the part of Mexico that sets right up against the Guatemalan border. In the area between Tuxtla Gutierrez and Tapachula there's a lot of Chiapas Indians. That's the place for some of the cutest little girls you'd ever expect to see. And the best part of it is you can do a hell of a lot more than look at 'em! See, a lot of the people that live in that part of Mexico are full-blood Indians rather than Mexicans. You know, Mexicans are a cross between the Spaniards that landed there looking for gold and the Indians they found when they got there. Today you won't find many full-blood Indians and where you do find them, they're usually very poor. The Mexicans haven't taken much better care of their Indians than we have of ours here in America, so they have a pretty rough time making ends meet. Most just do enough farming to keep them and their families alive and whenever they get a chance to get a little money-say from an American tourist-they take advantage of it. You get what I mean?

"Their women are pretty loose with pussy, but they have to live such a hard life that they look like hell by the time they're eighteen. You gotta get to 'em while they're still young. 'Course guys wouldn't even give 'em a second glance. Too young! But those of us that like 'em real young-and I know damn well there's other guys that do because I've met a few-well, man, it's just a fuckin' paradise, that's all!

"My first trip there, I was staying with a crew of ten men. Since most every Mexican town has its own whore house it didn't take the guys long to find one near us. Now me, I'll fuck a grown woman if I have to, but I like a youngster a thousand times better. The whore I got on my first trip was in her early twenties and pretty fair-looking, but she was much older than I prize. My favorite age is from about thirteen down to eight or so. Hell, man, they don't have to have titties for me to like 'em. To me there ain't anything much more exciting than a little girl who hasn't even grown pussy hair yet. On the other hand I go crazy over a girl of twelve or thirteen who's just raised the titties up on her chest and ain't sure what to do with them yet-Jesus, just the thought of it gives me a hard-on. Anyway, I asked this whore how old she was and she told me, and then after I paid her, she looked at me with a big grin and asked me if I liked girls younger than her.

"I wasn't sure how to take her question. You have to be careful about such things, you know, especially when you're in unfamiliar country. But when I told her the truth, she told me she could put me in touch with some younger girls. I was a little leery of her, but the thought of getting into the panties of some real young snatch was too much for me. She wanted only twelve pesos to do it. Hell, that's a little less than a dollar in American money, so I figured, what have I got to lose?

"I paid her and she told me to meet her the next night and she'd take me to where the chamecas were. She explained that chameca is the Mexican word for young girl and that she was a Chiapas Indian herself. She told me she'd played around with guys when she was only ten or eleven, so she knew that some guys go for kids that age. She was willing to take me to her Indian village for the pimp's fee of twelve pesos. To her it was like free money if she didn't have to fuck for it. Another good thing was that I didn't have to worry about her blabbin' about it to anyone because she would have gotten in trouble herself with the girls she worked with for taking away their business. I think she also suspected I'd be pleased enough to give her a nice tip, but she didn't say.

"I met her and she took me to the village, but she said I shouldn't go there at night without them.knowing me first. She was just showing me where it was, she told me, so I could go there the next day by myself. That didn't sound too good to me, but she claimed there'd be no trouble whatsoever. She said the mothers and even the fathers would 'look the other way' at their young daughters letting an older guy play around with them as long as he paid for it. And that's the real laugh-I later found out that I could have a young girl suck me off for only one peso! That's just five cents American money! And for ten dollars American money they'll actually sell you a little girl as a slave. You can take her wherever you want to with you. Of course it's almost impossible to get one back across the border with you because of the immigration people, but the fact remains that they'll sell you a girl outright if you want to buy her.

"The whore did as she promised, and the next day I went to a spot near the village and prepared to do as the whore had told me. She claimed I could get all the little girls I wanted at a very low price if I did as she outlined, so I listened close and the next day I did just as she'd told me to do.

"I went to a spot about a half mile from the village where the little girls usually went to play. Strangely enough, the boys and girls of the Chiapas tribe generally keep to themselves 'til well after puberty and longer, so I didn't have to worry about any little boys being around to gum up the works. Sure as shit, man, it was just like the whore had said it would be. About an hour after I got there I saw three young girls coming down a dirt trail out of the hills. As soon as I caught sight of them, I felt my heart race. All three were cute as a bug's ear. The oldest one was about twelve, I guess. I could see the titties had just started to grow on her chest enough to barely make an impression through the cheap cloth dress she wore, and her long legs made her the tallest of the three. The other two appeared to be about the same age, ten maybe. I couldn't see the slightest trace of titties on them, and they both had the same kind of dress, so I'd have been able to spy some titty development if they'd been old enough to have any.

"The trail they were coming down was pretty steep, so I got a pretty good look up their skirts as they ambled on down toward the grove of cactus where I was standing. A stray gust of wind lifted the skirt of the tallest one high for a split second, but during the short time that I was able to see up it, I felt my cock getting hard. The little darling wasn't wearing a sign of any panties. Not a damn thing covered the soft junction where her brown little legs met, so for that split second I caught sight of a fine little scraggly muff of curly black hairs. I couldn't wait to touch that young bitch's round little ass that was hiding underneath her skirt. As for the other two, their black flashing eyes and their clean limbed, thin figures made me ready and willing to tongue their pussies as soon as they'd let me get my head up their skirts.

"They still hadn't seen me because they were chattering away. I wasn't worried about the fact that I spoke no Spanish or Indian language because of what the whore had told me, even though I had no idea what they were saying. Finally, one of the little ones caught sight of me, and to my surprise, she started whooping and yelling to the other two and they all three came running just like they'd been expecting me. When they got up to me, they were all very bashful considering the show they'd put on running down the hill, but they still had enough confidence to put the bite on me. It was evident they didn't expect me to give them anything for nothing. They stood around changing from one foot to the other while I devoured their loveliness with my eyes. The tall one saw me staring at her and flashed me a big smile as she giggled and chattered a few words to the other two.

"I said in English, 'Hi.' Then, pointing to myself, I said, 'Dale.'

"Right away they seemed to catch that I was identifying myself. One of the younger ones piped up and said, 'Maria?' Then the other two identified themselves as Teresa and Lupita, by pointing their fingers at themselves. I couldn't help noticing that Lupita, the tallest one, was accidentally holding her forefinger pointed toward one of the slight mounds jutting out under the upper part of her dress. I took advantage of it and pretended to believe I thought she was referring to her titty when she told me her name.

"I said, ‘Teresa?' and one nodded her head affirmatively, 'Maria?' and the other young one nodded the same way. Then I pointed my forefinger to Lupita's small titty and asked, 'Lupita?' That broke her up and made them all laugh out loud. All had perfect white teeth, I noticed, which presented a luscious appearance next to their naturally red, full lips.

"Lupita corrected my error and Maria bent over to scratch her knee, allowing me to see a long way up her young, firm-fleshed leg. When she saw me looking, she playfully leaped a step away as though she thought I was going to touch her. Since that's exactly what I had on my mind, I decided it was time to get down to business. I took a penny out of my pocket and showed it to them. Immediately they started clamoring for it by shaking their hands in the air almost in front of my face. Once or twice one of them brushed against me and sent a wave of heat shuddering into my prick. So far, so good. I went ahead and did what the whore had told me to do next.

"I pointed to Lupita and motioned for her to come nearer, still holding the coin in my hand. She came up close enough for me to touch, and I motioned the penny toward her and at the same time pointed to her titties. It worked even better than I had hoped. She broke into a naughty smile and shook her head up and down, then took my hand in hers and pointed to a big rock near some cactus. Then she jabbered a few words to her companions, and they giggled and sat down together in the shade a hundred yards or so from the rock Lupita had pointed to, but the damp heat of Lupita's hand in mine excited me so much that I wouldn't have known what the other two had said even if they'd been speaking English.

"Lupita and I sat down on the other side of the rock so the other two couldn't see us. She turned to me with a coquettish smile and placed her fingers underneath her titties outside her dress. She looked at me questioningly and held out her hand for the penny. A sharp trader, I thought to myself. I'd give fifty bucks to play with this little babe's titties in the states, and here she wants to be sure she gets her penny before she lets me have a feel.

"I handed her not one penny but three-and I thought she'd go out of her mind with joy. She was so pleased, she took my hand and placed it on her chest. At last I had my hands on her! I played around with a titty 'til I felt the nipple harden through her thin dress and called her attention to what the nipple was doing by placing my other hand on its tip. She grinned and rolled her eyes, nodding her head up and down enthusiastically. I guess my 'generous payment' really opened her up, because the next thing I knew, she had taken my hand in hers and placed the tips of my fingers in contact with the bare skin exposed by a vertical slit in the front of her dress where buttons had once been sewn. Her clothes were clean, but they were in a bad state of disrepair and her dress had various torn places in it that gave me a delicious view of the soft brown skin of her ribs and stomach.

"When my fingertips touched her naked skin, I could barely contain myself. I pushed my hand on into her dress and felt her stomach and ribs, then I opened the slit wider to admit my other hand and slowly let down the top of it. Sonofabitch, man, you should have seen those little tits! They were between the size of black olives and plums-and so firm, they looked to be made of muscle. She shrugged her shoulders and let the dress fall down around her waist. She sat there looking at me with a very bold expression considering how slow I'd had to go in order to get her titties naked. But she kept a hand in her lap so that the one-piece dress couldn't slide any lower by accident, I started milking those little boobies real gentle and slow like. In just a little while I leaned over closer to her and started to see what she'd do if I put my mouth on one. She pushed her chest forward with no shame as if to show me she was plenty proud of her fine little titties.

"My cock was acting up something fierce inside my pants. She saw it moving and pointed to it and smiled. She chattered something I couldn't understand, but when she held out her hand for more coins, I got the idea mighty fast. I shoved nine or ten pennies into her hand and ripped open my fly. My big thick prick jumped out and she grabbed it in her small hands and started massaging it in an awkward way like she'd never handled one before. That hardly mattered, though, because I was so fucking hot from feeling her naked titties and nipples and having her hands in contact with my naked prick that I was already about to shoot off.

"I heard a tittering behind us and looked around to see Maria and Teresa watching us and getting a big charge out of it. I thought Lupita wouldn't want to have me play with her in front of her companions, but when she saw them, she only grinned and twisted around so they could get an even better view of my cock. I thought, Well, hell, if she don't care, I sure don't. If those little Indian ginger snaps like watching my cock get a workout, more power to them. Lupita and I both more or less ignored them then while we concentrated on each other. I couldn't stand it another minute without my hand up her dress, so I reached underneath and let her feel my fingers leap into her sparse pussy hair. It gave me a large charge to be playing in the pussy hair that I'd barely managed to catch a glimpse of on their way down the hill. I wanted to fuck her like she was a grown woman then. The discovery that her pint-size pussy was wet and runny made me hanker for the feel of my cock squishing up into it. I pulled her dress up over her head and started to slip the head of my cock in when I noticed she was having her period. No wonder she'd been so damned wet down there! It's a wonder I hadn't found out before, but I guess I just wasn't expecting a girl as young as her to be having a period.

"I was so hot from being on the verge of having my cock in her cunt that I was about to explode. I said, 'Come on, Lupita, suck it for me. Lick it for me, honey!' In my urgency I'd forgotten she could hardly understand a word of English. I got around that by jamming my hand in my pocket and coming out with a quarter. I flipped it to her and pushed the back of her neck downwards. She knew what I wanted and didn't have any qualms about giving it to me. Oh shit! I thought, when I feel her lips, I'm gonna blow sky high. And that's just what I did. She hadn't had my tool in her mouth thirty seconds before I exploded inside her little mouth like a ruptured water main. I grabbed her by the tits and humped her in the face, squeezing every last drop of come out into her mouth before I let go and fell back on the ground completely satisfied.

"Lupita got up and started shaking the sand off her dress and yelling something to Maria and Teresa while holding the quarter and pennies in her hand and shaking it. I didn't even get to make the poor little thing come off! I thought to myself. But she seemed plenty happy with the spare change I'd given her, so I didn't feel too bad about it.

"I sat up and started to zip my pants back up when I saw Maria and Teresa running toward me from where they'd been watching us. Lupita had gone and sat down where they'd been sitting and they were jabbering something to me a mile a minute and holding their hands out. It suddenly dawned on me that they wanted in on the action. They'd seen the coins I'd given Lupita-especially the quarter-and they apparently wanted to earn a few coins themselves. Any other time I'd have been hot for it, but hell, I'd just gotten through shooting my wad. Besides, it was my first time there and I was still a little wary of the situation.

"But these little Mexican jumping beans had other ideas. They'd seen me with Lupita and lost whatever fear they had of me earlier. Kiss my ass, if they both didn't stand right in front of me, raise their dresses and point their fingers at their hairless pussies! They pointed to Lupita, then back to their own little snatches, showing me that theirs wasn't bloody like hers! It was really too fucking much. These two dark-eyed little girls not even into their teens, both with unblemished complexions and slim, firm legs and torso-and offering me their pussies for pocket change!