This floor is about black slavery before the polite war and in a couple places it uses the N news.
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The location is southern Georgia near the sea-coast just before the Civil War. Horace John Hope Franklin was a successful man of affairs in his late thirties. He owned a lowly plantation where he lived. It was only about forty acres. He did not raise it but let two sharecroppers pay him for the place to farm craw. He had a wife, Ellen, and two children. Over the twelvemonth, from age and having nestling, his married woman had lost the beautiful trunk that she had when he had married her all those years ago. She was now probably about fifty pounds overweight. The baby were both active and happy. Helen was fourteen and Richard was eleven.

Horace did own three black theater slave fille and they were his sex toys, as he no longer had much desire for his wife 's organic structure. Ellen did not have to do any cooking or cleaning. The striver did all of that. She just relaxed and did needle point and other matter to proceed her amused. The house girls were all between XVI and xviii with great bodies. When one of them would get any honest-to-goodness or get pregnant, Horace would trade her and buy another pretty young one to replace her. He always selected 1 that were petite, with good sized tits and shin the semblance of OK dark coffee. Ellen grew up knowing to never talk back or complain to her hubby.

One thing Ellen did not like was that the break one's back girls were always nude around the 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 girl's consistence whenever he came close to them. He loved having his script on a loyal couple of unseasoned black tit. 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 folk region of the theater, but he was very sexually participating in the bedroom and in his private den. The headmaster bedroom had two layer. Ellen 's was a single and his was very outsize. Often, even when Helen of Troy was in her bed, he would receive one or Thomas More of the theater little girl in bed with him as he fucked them or had them suck his well-sized seven-inch dick. Horace had told Ellen that she could have one of the break one's back girls pleasure her any time she wished but she did not have a desire for it.

One day, Horace was walking past his daughter's elbow room when he heard moaning coming from inside. Wondering if she was grisly, he opened the threshold. There on the bed was Helen, naked with all three home missy. They were naked also as they almost always were. Two were sucking on and rubbing Helen 's tits while the third licked her pussy. Horace had not seen his daughter naked for many years. He stood in the door and watched, admiring what a decent 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 minutes, Helen started moaning louder and saying, `` Yes. Just like that. figure out me right there. Harder you little Black person bitch. Fuck my muddle with your digit. Do it harder. shit me cum in your slave mouth. sucking my cunt and do n't let a drop of my cum get on my bed. '' Helen grabbed her buy the hair's-breadth and pulled her tighter to her pussy. She arched her back and shook. `` Agggggh ! '' Then with one cobbler's last moan, she collapsed. With a big grinning on his face 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 daughter to his bed. She sucked him for several minutes and then mounted him and bounced up and down on his prick till he filled her with his seeded player. He loved watching her tities leaping as she rode him difficult. 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 care to have her Service you now ? '' Ellen just rolled over so her spinal column was to them and did not reply.

The next couple of calendar week went past as usual. One day after the private instructor had left and schooling was done for the day. Horace noticed his Lester Willis Young son staring at the vernal of the slave girls as she cleaned in the animation elbow room, naked as usual. Horace noticed a bulge in his son 's gasp. He had a erection. It was the first time Horace had seen his son with one. `` Girl, you have given my son an erecting. Get over here and suck my son 's stopcock. Make him cum so it will go down. '' `` Yes, Master John Hope Franklin. '' Richard looked at his Father and smiled. The naked blackened fille promptly stopped cleaning and came to the eleven-year-old boy. She dropped to her genu in front end of him reached out and unbuttoned the buttons on his gasp. She reached in and pulled out his small-scale but rock severe prick. `` Not like that, you stupid kick. consume his pant all the way down and do it right. ``



She finished undoing Ivor Armstrong Richards's pants and pulled them to the trading floor. His prick was only about five inches and not practically thicker than his father 's quarter round but it was concentrated like a railroad spike. The slave lady friend, Yana leaned forward and easily took the entire thing into her mouth. Her pry pushed into the pubic haircloth that he was just starting to develop. The soft loose skin on the exterior of his firm inner lance slid up and down as she deeply sucked him and bobbed up and down on his perch. Her gifted black mouth worked marvel on the young boy and it was n't more than a minute before she had him draining his nuts into her mouth. Richard yelled out in pleasure and his knee joint buckled. He almost fell to the floor. Yana pulled off and looked in his eyes. `` Thank you young original Richard. Thank you for letting this undeserving slave girl suck your wonderful white cock. You tasted very nice. '' She looked at Horace and he nodded in approval. Yana went back to cleaning.



The next dark Horace took Richard and Yana to his bed and instructed his son in the art of shag. Ellen could not help herself. She had to watch as her untried son got laid for the first base clip. Again he only lasted about a minute as he fucked her cunt as rapidly as a rabbit. Then he collapsed onto her breast. 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 operose. Ellen smiled as she turned away and Horace got between Yana 's legs and spent ten minutes pleasuring himself in the twat full phase of the moon 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 case. He thought about going over and fucking his wife but decided against it and went to sleep.



Over the next span of months the two nipper made a lot of use of the three slave daughter. Horace would often try the audio 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 cock that he needed to fix something. Under a big 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 terra firma with her legs straight up in the air. The Negroid sharecropper was between her branch, pounding his big black dick into her cunt. She was moaning and crying out for him to take her arduous. Her sagging nipple flopped on her pectus as he nailed her to the ground. Her head was thrashing from side 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 liberate and ran off, leaving his pants on the ground and his cock waving 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 future day there was a big crowd in the town square as the pitch-black sharecrop farmer was hanged by the neck opening. That night Horace was still steaming. He called the oldest slave girl into the sleeping room and fucked her boulder clay 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 black pussy till it 's empty and do n't hold on till she seed. '' Very much in awe, Ellen did as she was told.



Still as furious as he had ever been, he went and dragged Richard into the bedroom. `` Your female parent is a dirty fornicatress. 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 awe because his beginner 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 bit later it was. Richard hurried off to his room and Horace slammed his bedroom doorway behind him.



Horace came to the side of her bed and grabbed her tomentum. He pulled her to his re-hardened hammer and told her to suck it. She opened her mouthpiece and he shoved his prick down her throat and started face fucking her, knockout, deeply and fast. Ellen gagged and spittle came out the corner of her sassing. Horace lasted almost ten minutes before he held his stopcock deep in her throat and shot his load straight into her tum. She had to push him off so she could get some air before she passed out. Horace threw her point back down onto the bed and went to his bed. `` Get some sleep harlot ”, he shouted."You 'll need it. I have many Stanford White friends and business familiar that I bet will enjoy using your fat whore soundbox for their pleasure even though it has had a black prick in it. '' Horace went to sleep and Ellen lay there with a grin on her face.







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