Plantation Slaves

by Powerone

  "Yes'm, Mistress. I make you feel real good.” He could smell her pussy. Not like the girls he was used to. This one smelled of fancy perfumes masking the smell he enjoyed, the smell of arousal. He would soon remedy that, licking away the sweet perfume, his tongue coaxing out her natural wetness. He moved closer to her, almost afraid of touching her; such an act would bring about severe punishment.

  "Go ahead,” Madison coaxing him on. “It's okay.” His hand touched her, her body jumping by the powerful, calloused hand that touched her inner thigh. She almost came when she felt his hot breath on her sex; lying farther back,wanting to bask in the sexual pleasure that she knew was coming.

  Charlie ran his hand along one thigh, surprised by how tender and silky her skin was. He had never felt such a thing before. He spread her legs back, his face only inches from her bright pink pussy and the spread of her legs peeling back her lips. He could see her tiny hole beckoning to his cock. How would she take such a monster in such a little hole? His tongue slid along her thigh, moving up to the vee of her leg, feeling her body shudder as he moved close to where her legs joined her body, the tender place so close to her pussy.

  "EEEEWWW,” her hips shot up when his tongue moved across her skin, his large tongue wet and rough. God, she could cum in just a second, struggling to maintain her arousal, wanting to draw out the pleasure. She knew she wouldn't last through his oral attention, but his cock would bring her passion back. Hopefully both of them would last a long time; Charlie riding her as a stallion would. His fingers were firm pushing on her thighs, Madison feeling her crotch ache as he pushed too hard. Her ass rose up as his tongue ran along one pussy lip, his teeth nibbling at the hair in her bush. “EH!” He plucked out a few hairs with his teeth; her eyes watering as the hairs ripped out at the roots; the delicious pain only making her more aroused. His tongue rose up her lip, moving close to the edge; his fingers joining his mouth; two hands, each one gripping a pussy lip; strong fingers digging painfully into the puffy flesh. “MMMM,” she groaned silently, biting her lip as he yanked her lips apart too far, stretching them so far that her slit disappeared, her inner pussy were exposed, his tongue was poised to lick her intimately.

  He had never seen a pussy this pink before, his eyes only inches from her as he peeled her open like a fruit, his fingers digging into her white skin. Her slit opened up. Inhaling her sweet surrender, his tongue came out of his mouth. He pressed his head down; his nose pressing between her lips; his tongue licking at the nectar of her womanhood. He ran his tongue from the bottom of her slit all the way up to the top, carefully avoiding her clit, not wanting her to cum that fast. Her body shot up, gasps from her lips, as she pushed her sex deeper into his face; his hands holding her hips so she couldn't move away from his probing tongue.

  "EEEEEGGHH!” Her muffled scream of pleasure was trapped by her tightly clasped lips, the tongue bringing such pleasure to her, the tingle racing between her legs and up her spine. Her fingers shot down to her breasts, pinching her nipples as she humped against that wonderful tongue that went everywhere. Everywhere but her clit. She was trying to raise her hips up, but his hands were too strong, holding her down while he had his way with her. The pleasure was too much for her to fight it; Madison was struggling to fill her lungs with air as the pleasure washed over her body. His tongue was so wide, lapping between her lips, pushing them even wider than his fingers were doing. She shuddered when it passed over her vagina, triggering a thrill that ran through her body at the thought of his tongue fucking her, just as his cock would.

  His lips were soaked with her juices, the fancy perfume smell gone; only the sweet smell of her arousal lingering on his tongue. He knew exactly what to do with his tongue running up and down while his hands held her body captive. His tongue moved down to her pussy; his tongue curled as it probed the small, tight hole. Her ass rose up, her thighs spreading wider, opening herself up to his oral probing. He pushed his tongue into her, a loud gasp by her signaling his success, feeling her muscles grip the tip of his tongue as it slipped into her hot, tight hole. He fluttered it, her heavy breathing signaling his success. He fucked her with his tongue just as he would with his cock, in and out while her hips danced in his hands.

  His tongue was as thick as most men's cock, pushing in and out in mock fucking, her body responding to the pleasure, her muscles tightening on his tongue as though she would do to a cock. His hands kept her spread as his tongue worked its magic on her. She would soon cum, unable to hold out much longer. Her body shook and trembled as his tongue extracted the pleasure from deep in her body.

  His tongue lapped up and down her slit, moving back to shove inside her and then pulling out; his hands sliding her thighs back farther as his tongue lapped over her perineum. He teased the tiny strip of flesh and then pushed his tongue along her crack until he came to her asshole. He raised up to stare at the tiny hole, watching it spasm as he blew on the wrinkled hole.

  "AAAAAGGGH!” It shocked her, his tongue moving along, Madison never realizing where it was going until she felt his hot breath on her anus. Then she felt it, screaming out in pleasure when his hot, wet tongue lapped at her anus, slapping at it, her backside going into a series of spasms. She had never felt such a thing, a fiery feeling in her backside. His tongue pushed against her anus, Madison not knowing what to do: resist it or allow it to penetrate her. She didn't have much choice, his tongue too strong, pushing in as she felt her anal ring spread open and his tongue enter her. She screamed again as she felt it flutter inside her rectum. So this is what it was like when Jerry Lee or the General fucked the black girls in their ass. She could only imagine what it would be like for a cock to enter her there, especially a cock as big as Charlie's. It would kill her, split her up the middle.

  Her asshole was tart, his tongue pushing in the clenching hole, her muscles fighting every inch of the way as he burrowed into her rectum. Her body jerked and twitched beneath his tongue but she didn't stop him from his oral sodomy. He knew she was ready, letting her hips move back down. His fingers moved up to the top of her slit, feeling her body tighten as she waited for the touch of his tongue. This time it was her clit he was after. His large fingers pinched around the base of it, squeezing it together until the blood engorged organ stood out hard and throbbing. His lips encircled it, his mouth sucking it deep, his tongue waiting for it. His tongue lapped back and forth over it, hearing her scream as she came. He stuck two fingers inside her, feeling her pussy clenching on them as she came, her juices bathing his fingers and face as her hips bucked up and down in orgasmic bliss.

  The moment his tongue touched her clit she let herself go; his mouth and fingers knowing just what to do to make her cum. Her clit was slapped by his rough tongue, the powerful suction of his mouth drawing the swollen bud deep into his mouth, stretched so far it ached. Then she felt his fingers enter her pussy, two fingers feeling like a fist inside her, twisting and turning as she came, her lips bleeding as she bit them to quench the scream from the throat. He was worth every penny she paid for him, cumming again and again, his tongue and fingers never letting her come down.

  He lapped up her juices after she came, Charlie pleased that he made a white woman cum. She lay beneath him, her body slumped in the chair, exhausted from the orgasm he extracted from her. He stroked his cock, eager to get it inside her, to show her how it would feel to have his big, black cock between her white thighs.

  "Slow down, give me a minute.” His cock was bigger and thicker or was it just her imagination now that he had taken the edge off of her passion? He stood up, his big, black body overshadowing her. He was stroking that massive, beautiful cock, her arousal returning quicker than she had expected. She got up, her naked body moving slowly over to the bed, feeling Charlie's presence behind her as her naked ass swayed so provocatively.

  She lay down on the bed, Charlie never seeing such a big, soft bed. But his eyes were more on her, as she scooted over into the center of the bed, her pussy opening up as she crawled to the cente
r. Even her ass cheeks separated, seeing the tiny hole, still slick and shiny from his tongue. He smirked at his expertise. He waited for her to get ready, lying on her back, Charlie gazing between her thighs as she opened them up, spreading them wide. She nodded to him, her hands moving down to her slit, her finger running up and down the wet slit, arousing herself for him.

  The big buck crawled between her legs, his heavy prick dragging on the bed as he pressed between her thighs. He was half kneeling, half lying, his hand holding his cock out in front of him, the head of it glistening with his juices. It was so big, the bulbous head pulsating. She spread her legs more, knowing it was going to be a tight fit, a painfully tight fit, but that is what she craved. She felt the heat of his organ as he rubbed it up and down her slit, his prick jerking and jumping as it pushed her lips apart, soaking up her juices as he readied it to fuck her.

  He couldn't wait any longer, eager to put his cock into her tight, hot hole and fuck her. It had been a long time since he felt a cunt around his cock and this would be special, white pussy to fuck. He grabbed her legs, throwing them up and back, his cock battering at the tight hole of her pussy. “You ready, Ma'am?” He had a twinge of doubt, afraid she would yell rape when he fucked her.

  She reached down and gripped his cock, placing it against her opening. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” She arched her hips up until she felt the painful stretching as her pussy sought to allow his cock to enter her. “OOOOHHH,” his hips pushing, shoving her ass deeper into the bed until she had no place to go. She felt her pussy stretch over the head of his cock, sure it was just like having a baby and the thick head opening her up more then she was ever opened. Not even the other black bucks she had could compare to this one, the thick black cock hard as iron.

  It felt like a tight glove slipping over the head of his cock; Charlie making short jerking motions with his hips, battering at her pussy until it gave in to his brutal penetration. She stuck the pillow in her mouth just in time, the cock entering her in a brutal thrust that sent the head of his cock into her tight hole with a powerful pop. She twisted her hips from side to side, trying to accommodate the massive head of his cock sitting just inside her like a giant rock. She looked down, almost a foot of cock still to go. God, what was she thinking when she bought this black stud. He spread her legs back farther and wider; her crotch feeling like she was being split up the middle. But nothing could take away the feeling of the log inside her.

  If felt like his cock was being crushed by her pussy. He moved his hips from side to side, trying to loosen her up, hearing her groan as he stretched her. He had to get her to relax, his cock eager to enter her farther, her insides hot and tight on his cock. He gave his hips a jerk, shooting another inch inside her, her lips crying out unexpectedly. He pulled out an inch, fucking back without letting her catch her breath, this time four inches inside her. Her eyes were closed; her lips clenched tight; her hands in fist as he began to fuck her.

  She felt it moving in and out; each time his cock driving deeper into her, penetrating her deeper, stretching her insides more then they were ever stretched. It felt like a giant log between her legs, Charlie relentless as he began to fuck her, each time pulling out just far enough to get some leverage, then shoving back in, going deeper then the last time. His hips rolled from side to side as he pulled out, stretching her in places that she had never been stretched before. God, she had never felt such a fullness inside her. And it was never ending, looking down to see half of the black cock still outside her, the other half plunging in and out, slick with her juices as she lubricated to ease the pain.

  His hips began to fuck her, in and out, his ass clenched tight as he made her take his cock inside the hot, pulsating pussy. He had over three quarters of his cock fucking her in and out, her body battered by his powerful thrusts, her tits bouncing up and down. He was fucking her hard, just as she wanted. Her pussy was squeezing so tight on his shaft that he grunted each time he shoved inside her, her tightness making it hard to bury so much cock in her at one time.

  It felt so good, hurting at the same time, her pussy stretched beyond imagination. She looked down, unable to believe that so much was inside her, but his powerful thrusts were enough to convince her and he still had more to give her. She wanted all of it no matter how long and thick it was. She hooked her legs around his ass locking her ankles, her hands reaching down to grab his ass. “Fuck me! Fuck all of that black cock in me!” She threw her hips up meeting his downward thrust; feeling like his cock was boring straight through her. Her hands slid over his sweat-drenched black cheeks until she could feel his crack. She sought out his asshole. On the next downstroke with his cock she breached his asshole with his finger, driving his cock so deep in her as he tried to avoid her probing finger. His cock battered at her cervix, banging to breach her womb, her pussy filled with the largest, hard cock she ever felt. Her ass was raised up high on the bed, her legs holding him in her as his hips fucked back and forth in powerful thrusts. He was going so fast now, Madison never sure when his cock was entering her or pulling out. He gave her the full measure of his cock with each stroke, his heavy balls slapping hard against her ass cheeks, the wiry hairs tickling her asshole. She kept her finger in his asshole, pushing hard on his prostate, making him fuck her hard and fast. Her clit was smashed as his hard body smothered hers, their sweat mixing, the room filled with the heavy breathing of their lust.

  Her finger dug painfully into his asshole, Charlie fucking her harder, hoping to satisfy her. His balls ached each time he shoved inside her, the loud slapping filling the room with its sound. His hips were a blur, hoping to please his white Mistress. He ground his hips from side to side, knowing he was rubbing against her clit, hoping that he could bring her off soon. He needed to cum, his balls aching deep inside, eager to unload his cum inside her. He looked down, his big black cock sliding in and out of her pink pussy, his shaft glistening as her juices wet his flesh. Her tits bounced up and down, Charlie's hands reaching up boldly and gripping her nipples, his powerful fingers gripping the hard tips and squeezing them until he felt the blood pushed from the erect flesh. She grunted in pain, her pussy tightening on his cock, but her hips moved faster, meeting everyone of his powerful fucks. It felt like her pussy would skin his cock alive, the white Mistress so tight.

  Her clit was battered by his powerful body and now his fingers squeezed her nipples, too hard but it was just what she needed to set off the orgasm in her body. “Cum in me!” She ordered him, feeling his already massive weapon swell inside her, bracing herself for his cum. But nothing could have prepared her for the torrent of cum that shot out his cock, the head swelling as the cum shot out and bathed her tortured pussy. She could feel his cum blasting her cervix, the powerful jet setting off a powerful orgasm in her body. Her pussy clenched on his shaft, milking the cum from him as she came with him, her body jerking and shuddering. She screamed out, biting the edge of the pillow in order to quench her screams from the powerful orgasm that raced to her brain.

  He pumped his cock in and out of her as he came, spewing his hot cum into her tight body. He had never felt such pleasure, the white Mistress's cunt rippling up and down his cock as he came in her. His body was covered with sweat, the Mistress's legs still holding her pinned to him, her finger shoved deep into his asshole as he came. He thought it would never end, her pussy rippling on his cock, nipping at the head as her clenching dragged another load of cum from his balls. Her head was thrown back in pleasure, biting the pillow as she came with him.

  He pulled off of her, Madison putting her legs together as a torrent of cum slipped out of her pussy to soak the bed beneath her. God, it felt like he was still inside her. She had never been fucked so hard and long as she was by Charlie. He was worth every dollar she spent on him and more. Madison would be sure to enjoy his cock in the future. “Get dressed and see the overseer in the hallway.” She dismissed him, her arousal no longer needing satisfaction. She took one more look at his cock, still over eight inches
and it was semi-hard. She got up, running to the bathroom, the cum dripping down her legs. She got into the bathtub, the water still warm, feeling better as she let the warm water engulf her naked body.

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  CHAPTER 8

  Busy Night in the Slave Quarters

  Billy Ray

  The white overseer had a son, the boy just turning eighteen. One day he would take over his father's job. He learned to handle the blacks from his father, the power of the whip the ultimate persuasion technique. Even at his young age, the blacks feared him almost as much as his daddy. At six feet, he was tall, his arms bulging with muscles from hard work, the overseer's son still having to do manual labor. While he was not as big as some of the bucks, they still feared him as well as the females did. His father had introduced him to sex with the black girls when he was thirteen and he roamed the corridors of the female slave quarters many a night. Tonight he had a special girl in mind, stopping at the kitchen to pick up a small bottle of milk, a treat for the blacks in spite of the many cows that were on the plantation.

  All ears turned up as the girls heard the loud footsteps of boots in the hallway, each shivering that it would be her turn to satisfy the lust of the one that roamed the hallway. Starr felt relatively safe, having just born a baby girl, still nursing the child. She looked at her baby, the girl a light brown, Starr not knowing who the father was. He could have been a black or a white, Starr attractive enough to draw the attention of those that took out their lust late at night. She sat in the rocking chair, getting ready to breast feed the baby, clad only in her thin night dress. Her full breasts looked even larger, full of milk for the baby.

  Billy Ray knew exactly which door it was he wanted tonight, his footsteps without pause as he turned the handle of the door. The door opened, catching her by surprise as she sat in the rocking chair.