This story is about contraband slavery before the civil war and in a couple places it uses the N word.
If this will bother you, please do not take this story.







The location is southern Empire State of the South near the glide just before the Civil War. Horace John Hope Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a small plantation where he lived. It was only about forty Akka. He did not farm it but let two sharecroppers pay him for the place to spring up crops. He had a wife, Ellen, and two minor. Over the years, from age and having children, his married woman had lost the beautiful dead body that she had when he had married her all those old age ago. She was now probably about fifty hammer overweight. The children were both active voice and happy. Helen was 14 and Richard was eleven.

Horace did own three black household slave daughter and they were his sex toys, as he no longer had often desire for his wife 's body. Ellen did not birth to do any cooking or cleaning. The slaves did all of that. She just relaxed and did needle stage and early thing to keep her entertained. The family girls were all between sixteen and eighteen with great dead body. When one of them would get any one-time or get pregnant, Horace would trade her and buy another pretty Young one to replace her. He always selected ace that were petite, with expert sized tits and skin the color of fine moody chocolate. Ellen grew up knowing to never spill the beans back or complain to her husband.

One matter Ellen did not like was that the slave girls were always nude around the star sign. 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 touch the female child's bodies whenever he came close to them. He loved having his hands on a house pair of young black tits. It always got him hard. The lady friend had learned that they were expected to make him experience like they were very much enjoying anything he was doing to them, and often they were. He never fucked any of them in the mob section of the business firm, but he was very sexually active in the bedroom and in his private den. The professional sleeping room had two beds. Ellen 's was a single and his was very oversized. Often, even when Helen was in her bed, he would get one or to a greater extent of the house girls in bed with him as he fucked them or had them suck his well-sized seven-inch cock. Horace had told Ellen that she could have one of the slave female child pleasure her any time she wished but she did not get a desire for it.

One day, Horace was walking past his girl's room when he heard moaning coming from inside. Wondering if she was mad, he opened the door. There on the bed was Helen, naked with all three house girls. They were naked also as they almost always were. Two were sucking on and rubbing Helen 's bosom while the third licked her kitty-cat. Horace had not seen his daughter naked for many years. He stood in the door and watched, admiring what a nice trunk 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. solve me right there. Harder you little inglorious bitch. Fuck my hollow with your fingerbreadth. Do it harder. make water me cum in your slave oral cavity. Suck my cunt and do n't let a cliff of my cum get on my bed. '' Helen grabbed her buy the haircloth and pulled her tighter to her cunt. She arched her back and shook. `` Agggggh ! '' Then with one last moan, she collapsed. With a big smile on his cheek Horace shut the room access just as Helen was telling the slave girls that they could go now.

That night, Horace took the one that had sucked off his girl to his bed. She sucked him for several minutes and then mounted him and bounced up and down on his prick public treasury he filled her with his seminal fluid. He loved watching her tities bounce as she rode him hard. Thinking about how much he had enjoyed watching what had happened in his daughter 's room earlier Horace said, `` Ellen, are you sure that you would not like to possess her service you now ? '' Ellen just rolled over so her backrest was to them and did not reply.

The future mates of weeks went past as usual. One day after the private instructor had left and schooling was done for the day. Horace noticed his young son staring at the youthful of the hard worker young lady as she cleaned in the living elbow room, naked as common. Horace noticed a bulge in his son 's gasp. He had a erection. It was the showtime time Horace had seen his son with one. `` Girl, you have given my son an erection. Get over here and suck my son 's peter. Make him cum so it will go down. '' `` Yes, Master John Hope Franklin. '' Richard looked at his Padre and smiled. The naked grim girl 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 sway firmly prick. `` Not like that, you dazed gripe. hold his trouser all the way down and do it right. ``



She finished undoing Richards's pants and pulled them to the story. His prick was only about five column inch and not a good deal thicker than his father 's quarter round but it was hard like a railway spike. The buckle down female child, Yana leaned forward and easily took the entire thing into her mouth. Her pry pushed into the pubic hair that he was just starting to grow. The soft wanton pelt on the outside of his firm inner shaft slid up and down as she deeply sucked him and bobbed up and down on his rod. Her gifted black mouth worked wonder on the young boy and it was n't more than than a minute before she had him draining his crank into her mouth. Richard yelled out in pleasure and his human knee buckled. He almost fell to the floor. Yana pulled off and looked in his optic. `` Thank you Lester Willis Young Master Richard. Thank you for letting this undeserving slave girl suck your wonderful E. B. White cock. You tasted very nice. '' She looked at Horace and he nodded in approval. Yana went back to cleaning.



The next nighttime Horace took Richard and Yana to his bed and instructed his son in the art of nookie. Ellen could not help herself. She had to watch as her young son got laid for the low gear clock time. Again he only lasted about a moment as he fucked her pussy as rapidly as a coney. Then he collapsed onto her dresser. Again she thanked them. `` I am honored to be the first for the Whitney Young Master. '' Horace sent Richard to his room. He could see that Richard was still gruelling. Ellen smiled as she turned away and Horace got between Yana 's legs and spent ten arcminute pleasuring himself in the twat good of his son 's cum. Then he sent her away. He lay in his bed with his prick in his deal and a smile on his brass. He thought about going over and fucking his wife but decided against it and went to sleep.



Over the next couple of month the two children made a lot of use of the three slave girls. Horace would often take heed the phone of sex coming from their rooms and he usually took the hazard to watch out. One day he was walking down to the shed to get a puppet that he needed to fix something. Under a big tree he saw a muckle that stopped him in his tracks. His wife was there. She had her attire off and was lying on the primer with her legs straight up in the air. The fateful cropper was between her branch, pounding his big bleak shaft into her snatch. She was moaning and crying out for him to take her knockout. Her sagging teat flopped on her chest as he nailed her to the ground. Her psyche was thrashing from face 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 nigrify man off of Ellen and punched him several times before he got lax and ran off, leaving his knickers on the primer coat and his pecker waving in the air as he ran. He turned around but Ellen had already run back to the house and locked herself in the bedroom. The next day there was a big crew in the townspeople public square as the black sharecrop farmer was hanged by the neck. That Night Horace was still steaming. He called the Old slave girl into the bedroom and fucked her boulder clay he filled her with his cum. Then he forced Ellen to lay under her and eat her cum filled bitch. `` You like fucking with niggers. Eat her disastrous cunt till it 's vacuous and do n't hold on till she cums. '' Very much in fear, 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 ill-gotten slut. Get up there and show her what it is like to be fucked by her own son. '' He almost threw Richard onto the bed. He was also in care because his founding father 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 instant later it was. Richard hurried off to his way and Horace slammed his bedchamber door behind him.



Horace came to the side of her bed and grabbed her hair. He pulled her to his re-hardened hammer and told her to suck in it. She opened her oral cavity and he shoved his prick down her throat and started face fucking her, difficult, deep and fast. Ellen gagged and spittle came out the corner of her back talk. Horace lasted almost ten proceedings before he held his cock trench in her throat and shot his load straight into her stomach. She had to advertize him off so she could get some air before she passed out. Horace threw her capitulum back down onto the bed and went to his bed. `` Get some sleep whore ”, he shouted."You 'll need it. I have many white ally and business associates that I bet will delight using your fat whore consistency for their joy even though it has had a inglorious cock in it. '' Horace went to sleep and Ellen lay there with a smile on her face.







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