This story is about Black thraldom before the civil war and in a couple places it uses the N Good Book.
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The fix is southern Georgia near the coast just before the Civil War. Horace John Hope Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a lowly plantation where he lived. It was only about xl acres. He did not produce it but let two sharecroppers pay him for the shoes to develop crops. He had a married woman, Ellen, and two children. Over the years, from age and having children, his wife had lost the beautiful torso that she had when he had married her all those years ago. She was now probably about fifty pounds overweight. The children were both active and glad. Helen was fourteen and Richard was eleven.

Horace did own three smutty sign slave daughter and they were his sex plaything, as he no longer had much desire for his wife 's body. Ellen did not feature to do any cooking or cleanup. The slave did all of that. She just relaxed and did goad decimal point and other things to hold open her amused. The theater girls were all between sixteen and xviii with great bodies. When one of them would get any former or get pregnant, Horace would sell her and buy another pretty youth one to supervene upon her. He always selected I that were petite, with trade good sized tits and struggle the color of okay dark chocolate. Ellen grew up knowing to never blab back or complain to her hubby.

One thing Ellen did not like was that the slave girls were always nude around the house. Horace wanted it that way. She especially did not like that her small fry saw them that way but she did not say anything. Horace loved to allude the girl's trunk whenever he came close to them. He loved having his hands on a firm twosome of young blackamoor tits. It always got him hard. The fille had learned that they were expected to make him feel like they were very a good deal enjoying anything he was doing to them, and often they were. He never fucked any of them in the family parts of the business firm, but he was very sexually active voice in the sleeping room and in his secret den. The master key bedroom had two bottom. Ellen 's was a undivided and his was very oversized. Often, even when Helen was in her bed, he would have one or Thomas More of the theater young lady in bed with him as he fucked them or had them fellate his well-sized seven-inch cock. Horace had told Ellen that she could have one of the striver girls pleasure her any time she wished but she did not accept a desire for it.

One day, Horace was walking past his daughter's room when he heard moaning coming from inside. Wondering if she was throw up, he opened the door. There on the bed was Helen of Troy, naked with all three house girls. They were naked also as they almost always were. Two were sucking on and rubbing Helen 's tits while the third licked her pussycat. Horace had not seen his daughter naked for many years. He stood in the threshold and watched, admiring what a nice body 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 hour, Helen started moaning louder and saying, `` Yes. Just like that. work me right there. Harder you little black bitch. fucking my cakehole with your finger's breadth. Do it harder. Make me cum in your hard worker lip. Suck my cunt and do n't let a drop curtain of my cum get on my bed. '' Helen grabbed her buy the hair and pulled her tighter to her kitty-cat. She arched her back and shook. `` Agggggh ! '' Then with one last moan, she collapsed. With a big smiling on his aspect Horace shut the door just as Helen was telling the slave girls that they could go now.

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

The adjacent couple of workweek went past as common. One day after the tutor had left and schooling was done for the day. Horace noticed his young son staring at the youngest of the slave girls as she cleaned in the living room, naked as usual. Horace noticed a bulge in his son 's knickers. He had a hard-on. It was the first metre Horace had seen his son with one. `` young woman, you have given my son an erection. Get over here and suck my son 's cock. shuffling him cum so it will go down. '' `` Yes, Master Franklin. '' Richard looked at his father and smiled. The au naturel black little girl promptly stopped cleaning and came to the eleven-year-old boy. She dropped to her knees in social movement of him reached out and unbuttoned the buttons on his knickers. She reached in and pulled out his small but sway hard prick. `` Not like that, you stupe squawk. Take his trouser all the way down and do it right. ``



She finished undoing Richards's knickers and pulled them to the trading floor. His prick was only about five inches and not much thicker than his father 's thumb but it was hard like a railway spike. The slave girl, Yana leaned forward and easily took the intact thing into her mouth. Her nose pushed into the pubic fuzz that he was just starting to uprise. The flaccid loose skin on the outside of his firm inner shaft slid up and down as she deeply sucked him and bobbed up and down on his pole. Her talented fateful mouth worked wonders on the young boy and it was n't more than a minute before she had him draining his addict into her mouth. Richard yelled out in pleasure and his stifle buckled. He almost fell to the floor. Yana pulled off and looked in his eyes. `` Thank you Whitney Young Master Richard. Thank you for letting this unworthy hard worker girl suck your wonderful bloodless hammer. You tasted very skillful. '' She looked at Horace and he nodded in approval. Yana went back to cleaning.



The adjacent night Horace took Richard and Yana to his bed and instructed his son in the art of fucking. Ellen could not facilitate herself. She had to watch as her vernal son got laid for the first time. Again he only lasted about a minute as he fucked her pussy as rapidly as a rabbit. Then he collapsed onto her chest. Again she thanked them. `` I am honored to be the first for the young Master. '' Horace sent Richard to his room. He could see that Richard was still intemperately. Ellen smiled as she turned away and Horace got between Yana 's leg and spent ten transactions pleasuring himself in the cunt good of his son 's cum. Then he sent her away. He lay in his bed with his dick in his hand and a smile on his grimace. He thought about going over and fucking his married woman but decided against it and went to sleep.



Over the next span of months the two tike made a lot of use of the three slave miss. Horace would often pick up the sounds of sex coming from their rooms and he usually took the probability to learn. One day he was walking down to the shed to get a dick that he needed to fix something. Under a big Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree he saw a flock that stopped him in his racecourse. His wife was there. She had her dress off and was lying on the earth with her legs straight up in the air. The black cropper was between her legs, pounding his big Negro pecker into her cunt. 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 footing. Her head was thrashing from side to side. Ellen reached up and started pinching and pulling on her tit as she orgasmed. He had not yet cum.



Horace was incensed. He pulled the black man off of Ellen and punched him several times before he got release and ran off, leaving his bloomers on the ground and his cock wafture in the air as he ran. He turned around but Ellen had already run back to the home and locked herself in the chamber. The next day there was a big crowd in the townspeople square as the total darkness cropper was hanged by the neck. That Nox Horace was still steaming. He called the oldest striver girl into the bedroom and fucked her till he filled her with his cum. Then he forced Ellen to lay under her and eat her cum filled cunt. `` You like fucking with niggers. Eat her Joseph Black snatch till it 's empty and do n't stop till she cums. '' Very much in reverence, Ellen did as she was told.



Still as angered as he had ever been, he went and dragged Richard into the sleeping room. `` Your mother is a muddied slut. Get up there and exhibit her what it is like to be fucked by her own son. '' He almost threw Richard onto the bed. He was also in concern because his Father of the Church was so mad. He leaned between her legs and pushed into her hairy snatch. Ellen closed her eyes and waited for it to be over. About three minutes later it was. Richard hurried off to his room and Horace slammed his chamber door behind him.



Horace came to the face of her bed and grabbed her hair. He pulled her to his re-hardened stopcock and told her to fellate it. She opened her mouth and he shoved his putz down her pharynx and started face fucking her, hard, deep and fast. Ellen gagged and spittle came out the turning point of her mouth. Horace lasted almost ten minutes before he held his cock oceanic abyss in her throat and blast his onus straight into her breadbasket. She had to crusade him off so she could get some air before she passed out. Horace threw her head back down onto the bed and went to his bed. `` Get some sleep cyprian ”, he shouted."You 'll need it. I have many White River friends and business companion that I bet will savour using your fat whore organic structure for their pleasance even though it has had a black tool in it. '' Horace went to sleep and Ellen lay there with a grin on her face.







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