This story is about sinister slavery before the polite war and in a pair places it uses the N word.
If this will bother you, please do not read this story.







The location is southern GA near the coast just before the Civil War. Horace Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a small plantation where he lived. It was only about forty acres. He did not farm it but let two cropper pay him for the place to grow crops. He had a wife, Ellen, and two children. Over the years, from age and having nipper, his wife had lost the beautiful consistency that she had when he had married her all those age ago. She was now probably about fifty Irish pound overweight. The children were both combat-ready and happy. Helen of Troy was fourteen and Richard was eleven.

Horace did own three black firm slave little girl and they were his sex toys, as he no longer had very much desire for his wife 's physical structure. Ellen did not have to do any preparation or cleansing. The slaves did all of that. She just relaxed and did goad detail and early things to preserve her amuse. The home young woman were all between sixteen and eighteen with outstanding bodies. When one of them would get any elderly or get pregnant, Horace would sell her and buy another pretty Young one to supplant her. He always selected 1 that were petite, with salutary sized tits and bark the semblance of exquisitely benighted chocolate. Ellen grew up knowing to never blab back or complain to her husband.

One affair Ellen did not like was that the slave daughter were always nude around the house. Horace wanted it that way. She especially did not like that her children saw them that way but she did not say anything. Horace loved to stir the missy's bodies whenever he came close to them. He loved having his paw on a firm pair of youthful black knocker. It always got him hard. The girls had learned that they were expected to make him feel like they were very much enjoying anything he was doing to them, and often they were. He never fucked any of them in the family voice of the house, but he was very sexually active in the bedroom and in his private den. The master bedroom had two bottom. Ellen 's was a single and his was very oversized. Often, even when Helen was in her bed, he would have one or more of the mansion lady friend in bed with him as he fucked them or had them go down on his well-sized seven-inch pecker. Horace had told Ellen that she could have one of the hard worker fille pleasure her any time she wished but she did not have a desire for it.

One day, Horace was walking past his girl's way when he heard moaning coming from interior. Wondering if she was cat, he opened the door. There on the bed was Helen of Troy, naked with all three family girls. They were naked also as they almost always were. Two were sucking on and rubbing Helen 's tit while the third licked her cunt. Horace had not seen his daughter naked for many age. He stood in the threshold and watched, admiring what a skillful physical structure she was getting and how beautiful she was and how she was enjoying having her newly formed sexual desires satisfied. They did not notice him there. After several minutes, Helen started moaning louder and saying, `` Yes. Just like that. clobber me right there. Harder you small Black squawk. Fuck my hollow with your finger. Do it harder. Make me cum in your slave mouth. suck my cunt and do n't let a drop of my cum get on my bed. '' Helen grabbed her buy the hair and pulled her tighter to her pussycat. She arched her back and shook. `` Agggggh ! '' Then with one hold up moan, she collapsed. With a big smile on his fount Horace shut the door just as Helen was telling the buckle down missy that they could go now.

That dark, Horace took the one that had sucked off his daughter to his bed. She sucked him for several minute and then mounted him and bounced up and down on his prick till he filled her with his seed. He loved watching her tities bounce as she rode him arduous. Thinking about how much he had enjoyed watching what had happened in his daughter 's way earlier Horace said, `` Ellen, are you sure that you would not like to have her service of process you now ? '' Ellen just rolled over so her back was to them and did not reply.

The next match of weeks went past as common. One day after the coach had left and schooling was done for the day. Horace noticed his young son staring at the vernal of the slave girls as she cleaned in the bread and butter room, naked as usual. Horace noticed a bulge in his son 's pants. He had a hard-on. It was the first time Horace had seen his son with one. `` Girl, you have given my son an erection. Get over here and suck my son 's tool. Make him cum so it will go down. '' `` Yes, maestro Franklin. '' Richard looked at his Father and smiled. The naked black young woman promptly stopped cleaning and came to the eleven-year-old boy. She dropped to her knees in front of him reached out and unbuttoned the buttons on his bloomers. She reached in and pulled out his small but rock candy hard prick. `` Not like that, you unintelligent bitch. Take his gasp all the way down and do it right. ``



She finished undoing Richards's drawers and pulled them to the floor. His prick was only about five inches and not often thicker than his founding father 's thumb but it was severely like a railroad spike. The slave female child, Yana leaned forward and easily took the stallion thing into her sass. Her nuzzle pushed into the pubic hair that he was just starting to originate. The soft loose cutis on the outside of his firm inner shaft of light slid up and down as she deeply sucked him and bobbed up and down on his perch. Her talented pitch-dark mouth worked wonders on the young boy and it was n't more than a arcminute before she had him draining his crackpot into her mouth. Richard yelled out in delight and his knees buckled. He almost fell to the floor. Yana pulled off and looked in his centre. `` Thank you youthful original Richard. Thank you for letting this unworthy slave girl suck your wonderful white cock. You tasted very gracious. '' She looked at Horace and he nodded in approval. Yana went back to cleaning.



The side by side dark Horace took Richard and Yana to his bed and instructed his son in the art of piece of tail. Ellen could not help herself. She had to look on as her young son got laid for the number 1 time. Again he only lasted about a minute as he fucked her slit as rapidly as a rabbit. Then he collapsed onto her breast. Again she thanked them. `` I am honored to be the maiden for the young captain. '' Horace sent Richard to his room. He could see that Richard was still knockout. Ellen smiled as she turned away and Horace got between Yana 's wooden leg and spent ten minute pleasuring himself in the cunt full of his son 's cum. Then he sent her away. He lay in his bed with his prick in his hand and a smile on his boldness. He thought about going over and fucking his wife but decided against it and went to sleep.



Over the following couple of calendar month the two children made a lot of use of the three slave girls. Horace would often find out the sound of sex coming from their rooms and he usually took the chance to watch. One day he was walking down to the shed to get a tool that he needed to fix something. Under a big Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree he saw a sight that stopped him in his tracks. His wife was there. She had her dress off and was lying on the basis with her legs straight up in the air. The black cropper was between her leg, pounding his big blackamoor putz into her twat. She was moaning and crying out for him to take her hard. Her sagging tits flopped on her chest as he nailed her to the ground. Her head was thrashing from English to side. Ellen reached up and started pinching and pulling on her nipples as she orgasmed. He had not yet cum.



Horace was incensed. He pulled the black man off of Ellen and punched him several time before he got loose and ran off, leaving his pants on the flat coat and his hammer wave in the air as he ran. He turned around but Ellen had already run back to the house and locked herself in the chamber. The succeeding day there was a big crowd in the town square as the black sharecropper was hanged by the neck. That dark Horace was still steaming. He called the oldest striver girl into the bedroom and fucked her trough he filled her with his cum. Then he forced Ellen to lay under her and eat her cum filled cunt. `` You like fucking with coon. Eat her black cunt till it 's vacate and do n't stop till she cums. '' Very much in reverence, Ellen did as she was told.



Still as maddened as he had ever been, he went and dragged Richard into the bedchamber. `` Your mother is a begrime slut. Get up there and shew her what it is like to be fucked by her own son. '' He almost threw Richard onto the bed. He was also in fear because his father was so mad. He leaned between her ramification and pushed into her hairy pussy. Ellen closed her eyes and waited for it to be over. About three minutes later it was. Richard hurried off to his elbow room and Horace slammed his bedroom door behind him.



Horace came to the side of her bed and grabbed her hair. He pulled her to his re-hardened cock and told her to fellate it. She opened her mouth and he shoved his prick down her throat and started fount fucking her, hard, deep and truehearted. Ellen gagged and spittle came out the corners of her rima oris. Horace lasted almost ten arcminute before he held his tool trench in her throat and shoot down his encumbrance straight into her tummy. She had to push him off so she could get some air before she passed out. Horace threw her promontory back down onto the bed and went to his bed. `` Get some sleep whore ”, he shouted."You 'll demand it. I have many gabardine friends and business associates that I bet will enjoy using your fat whore consistence for their pleasure even though it has had a fatal cock in it. '' Horace went to sleep and Ellen lay there with a smile on her face.







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