by Powerone
She was a dark-skinned beauty, small tits, full hips, and a luscious ass that the men loved to spank and whip. Hannah managed a smile, a difficult feat amongst the cruelty of the slave's life. Charlotte looked at her full lips and the pink tongue that was just inside imagining them working its magic on her body. “Come in, Hannah. Over to the bed.” She motioned her over to the bed, seeing the way Hannah seemed to be relaxing.
"Yes'm, Mistress.” Hannah stood next to the edge of the bed, still curious as to why she was here.
"You ever been with a girl before, Hannah?” Charlotte smiled at her, seeing Hannah's eyes light up wide in surprise. Charlotte stroked her hand down over her belly and through her robe until she felt her own fingers on her bush igniting the tiny hair follicles to tease her as they tingled her skin, leaving no doubt with Hannah of her intentions.
"No, Mistress,” her voice crackling. “Only the men been with me.” Hannah had never even contemplated such a thing, never mind with a white girl. But she could see the way Mistress stroked herself, just like Hannah did to herself, she would not have a choice. She only hoped that Mistress didn't have a cruel streak in her.
"You're here tonight to pleasure me. And if you're good, pleasure yourself. Can you do that, Hannah?” It wasn't that she had a choice; she just loved to hear Hannah say it.
"If you want, Mistress. I don't know what to do, but if you teach me, I'll do good.” Anything had to be better then the men. At least she didn't have a cock to rape her with.
"That's a good girl, Hannah. Take off your dress. Let me see you naked.” Charlotte's hand slid lower, between her legs, her finger rubbing up and down her slit through the silky robe. The material instantly became wet from the touch.
It was just like the men, Hannah slipping the dress off her body as Mistress's eyes stared at her with lust. Hannah slid her underwear off, standing naked in front of her, her hands hiding her bush from her lustful stare. She shivered in spite of the warm fire. She didn't know what to expect.
"Let me see your pussy. Move your hands away and spread your legs.” Charlotte unbuttoned the last few buttons of the robe, her hand slipping down to caress her naked thighs as she watched Hannah pose her naked body for her. Charlotte thought she could almost make out a blush on her black skin, her face etched in humiliation as her legs spread, her clenched fists at her side as she revealed her naked sex to Charlotte. She had a full bush, dark black hairs spiraling tightly. Charlotte gazed intently at Hannah's full pussy lips, her slit so pronounced and the hint of her pink insides escaping from the still tight lips. Her tits were small, but it was not the way with her nipples. The only reason they were so hard and erect was somehow she was aroused, either from stripping naked in front of her or at the thought of having sex with a girl. “Can you make yourself wet for me, Hannah?"
Hannah had never masturbated in front of anyone, even hiding beneath the blankets in her cramped room late at night, the pillow in her mouth as she cried silently as she came, the others sleeping nosily beside her. Her hands moved from her sides, hesitating before her fingers reluctantly slid along her lips, peeling one back as her finger found her pussy already wet. Hannah couldn't understand her arousal, hoping that the strange tingle she felt between her legs would go away. Her finger moved up and down her slit, pushing deeper between her gash, finding her juices coating her finger. Why was her body betraying her? How could she become aroused at the thought of having sex with another girl?
Charlotte pushed her robe aside, spreading her legs slightly so Hannah could see her pussy. Her fingers were busy rubbing her slit, Hannah's fingers also glistening with her juices as she masturbated for Charlotte. “You are very wet, Hannah."
Hannah had never seen a white girl's pussy before, not much different from a black. Her hair was softer, silkier, barely visible, her pussy more revealed. Mistress was stroking herself, just as Hannah did. It felt strange, yet at the same time arousing, both of them seeking the same satisfaction. “Yes'm."
Charlotte sat up, taking off her robe, throwing it to the floor. “Get on the bed with me, Hannah. I'll show you how to please me.” Charlotte watched as Hannah climbed into bed, unashamed as her legs spread wide to crawl into bed, her pink pussy highlighted against her dark, black skin.
Hannah felt the soft blanket, only touching them when she made the beds, never feeling them against her naked skin. Her blankets were harsh and scratchy, horse blankets given to the slaves. It felt strange to get into bed with a white girl, her black body in sharp contrast to her white skin.
"Play with my pussy just like you do to your self.” Charlotte parted her legs wider giving Hannah complete access to her pussy. Charlotte shivered in arousal as she watched Hannah's black hand slide along her thigh, moving so close to her pussy. “AAAWWWW,” Charlotte moaned in pleasure when she felt the hand touch her pussy lips. She might not think she knew what to do, but her fingers plucked at her pussy lips with a delicate touch, pulling back one lip to attack her wet slit, her finger pushing up and down her silky, wet inner lips. Charlotte's legs spread wider.
It was easy, Hannah playing with her pussy, her other hand going between her legs to touch her pussy at the same time. She felt Mistress's pussy soaking her fingers; Hanna's two fingers now pushing between Charlotte's lips pushing them back to reveal the drenched pink skin. Hannah felt Mistress's hand on the side of her head, not understanding until she felt her head pushed towards her breasts.
"Suck them, Hannah.” Charlotte held Hannah's head, pushing it down until she felt the gentle tugging on her nipple, a warm, soft mouth engulfing one erect nipple. She released her head, lounging back, her body engulfed in the warmth of the feelings rushing through her body. Her nipple was sucked deep into Hannah's mouth, her tongue racing to slap back and forth over it, the hard bud growing bigger as Hannah sucked it deep into her hot mouth, her nipple stretching from the powerful suction. God, did it feel good; Charlotte already feeling the pleasure wash over her body. “EEEEEEWWW.” Charlotte's ass shot up from the bed as she suddenly found her pussy impaled on two soft fingers that entered her, her pussy soaked, the fingers sliding easily into the tight passage. Charlotte's hips began to buck up and down as the fingers fucked her, her other nipple now attacked by Hanna's hot mouth, her deserted nipple chilling as the warm saliva turned cool in the night air.
Mistress had bigger tits then Hannah, her mouth barely able to get just a portion of it in her mouth, sucking the nipple deep inside until her tongue could lash at the hard tip, slapping it back and forth. Hannah stuck two fingers in Mistress, shoving aside any resistance as Hannah found her wet and inviting. She twisted her fingers inside her, pushing deeper, her knuckles pushing hard against the soft passage as she finger fucked her. Mistress's hips were moving in conjunction with Hannah's fingers, fucking back, her muscles clinging to Hannah's fingers. She could see the same signs in Mistress that she had in herself, her arousal peaking, ready to cum. She did what she would do to herself; a sharp gasp came from Mistress as Hannah's thumb pushed up and down onto Mistress's pleasure button. Her hips bucked, Hannah biting on one nipple as she felt Mistress cum, Hannah's fingers fucking her faster as her thumb rubbed her clit as she came.
Charlotte didn't mean to cum, not so soon, wanting to enjoy the mouth of Hannah first. But Hannah did all the right things, Charlotte giving into the temptation and cumming as the thumb trapped her clit beneath it, pushing it hard into her pelvic bone as she came. Charlotte grabbed her head, pinning it to her breast, the first wave of her arousal rushing to her brain when Hannah bit her nipple, the pain of the bite mixing with the pleasure as her clit was rubbed to climax. She shuddered as she came, Hannah playing her body better then even Charlotte could do, her pussy soaking the fingers that continued to plunge in and out as she came. She finally succumbed to the orgasm, her body slumped down onto the bed; the soft body of Hannah still curled up next to her, her mouth so close to her breast that she could still feel the warm air of her breathing on her nipple.
"Did I
pleasure you right, Mistress?” Hannah hoped that she pleased Mistress. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, keeping her head on her chest.
"You did a good job. Now lick your fingers.” Charlotte was already getting excited again as she watched Hannah's wet finger slowly enter her mouth, her full lips tightening down on them, tasting Charlottes arousal. Charlotte imagined the same mouth licking her pussy.
It tasted a bit strange, licking the cum of another girl, but was not all that unpleasant. Would she be able to go now? Hannah found her body wet, aroused by what Mistress had forced her to do. “Can I touch me, Mistress?"
"Yes, Hannah. But don't cum unless I tell you to.” Hannah still had much more to do before she would be allowed to cum. She looked down, Hannah's fingers rubbing her pussy, but staying away from her clit. She saw the look on Hannah's face as two of her fingers impaled her pussy, sure that she wasn't as tight as Charlotte was, the white men fucking her until they grew tired of her. Charlotte had never had a cock inside her.
Hannah played with her pussy for ten minutes, Mistress content to watch her. Hannah's embarrassment of being in front of another girl leaving her, sure that Mistress was not finished with her yet.
Charlotte spread her legs wider, bringing up her knees and bowing out her legs. She pushed Hannah away from her breasts. Seeing the questioning look on Hannah's face, stated “Bring me off again Hannah, this time use your mouth."
Hannah was afraid of that. The men had used her mouth that way also, but worse, forcing their thick, long cocks into her mouth and finally down into her throat, disregarding her choking on it, not caring. All they were concerned with was cumming in her mouth and making her swallow their abundant creme, Hannah gagging as she choked down the thick, salty cum. She had never licked a girl before, never even feeling a man lick her down there, not sure what to do. She found her head shoved between Mistress's thighs, her legs spread wide, her pussy opened up almost obscenely. Hannah had never seen a girl so close up before, not even herself. It was different with a white girl, her skin so pale, almost the same color as her inner pussy. Hannah moved closer, inhaling the sweet fragrance of Mistress's arousal, her pussy still glistening from her last orgasm.
Charlotte's ass shot up from the bed as the tongue touched her pussy, more of a kiss then a lick. Hannah's smooth, full lips were running up and down Charlotte's pussy lips, teasing close to her slit without quite touching it. Even though she had just cum only minutes ago, Hannah knew just the right things to do.
It wasn't so bad, Hannah kissing her pussy lips, pushing the hair out of the way. She peeled back one pussy lip with her finger, her mouth grabbing it, her teeth nibbling on the tender skin, Mistress's body jerking up in unexpected shock. Mistress gasped loudly, Hannah biting harder as she squirmed on the bed. Her tongue moved out to run over the inner lips, gathering up her nectar, the taste not as bad as she thought it would be. In fact it tasted good. She ran her mouth up and down her slit, biting, licking, attacking her pussy. One moment she would be kissing it lightly, the next, her teeth would be biting the delicate skin as Mistress screamed in pleasure. Hannah used two hands to peel her pussy back, opening up Mistress to her touch, her mouth going where her fingers had gone before. She licked from the bottom of her slit, paying special attention to the tight hole that beckoned her tongue to go deeper, to the top of her slit, teasing close to her clit without touching it. Mistress thrashed in pleasure on the bed, her ass and hips unable to keep still as Hannah ravished her with her mouth.
"AAAWWWHHH,” Charlotte screamed in pleasure. None of the other girls had done her so well, Hannah knowing exactly what to do. Hannah drove her from pleasure to pain, going back and forth while Charlotte thrashed on the bed, unable to stay still as the tongue attacked her with a vengeance. Charlotte's body was tense, unable to wait until the tongue slid inside her or the mouth attacked her clit, either task sure to send her to the brink of another orgasm.
Hannah had a hard time keeping her mouth on Mistress's pussy, her body moving around so hard. Hannah was enjoying herself, surprised at what she could do to a white girl, her fingers slipping to her tight hole, two fingers prying it open, her tongue out and rigid just like a tiny cock. She pushed her head forward, shoving her tongue into the hot, tight hole, just as a cock would do. She wiggled her tongue back and forth, delighted by the way her tight hole convulsed on her tongue. Her tongue ached from stretching it out so far, but she enjoyed the reaction she got from Mistress, her body fucking back on her tongue. Hannah smashed her face into Mistress's spread legs, her juices coating her cheeks, Hannah's tongue fucking in and out. Her hands went under Mistress's ass cheeks raising her up so she could fuck her tongue in deeper. Her fingers slipped along her sweat drenched ass crack, her finger accidentally pressing against her anus.
Her ass was raised up so high, now higher, Hanna's hands underneath her, cradling her clenched cheeks as her tongue dug deep into her pussy. And now a new sensation hit her, Hanna's finger pressed against her anus. No one had ever touched her back there, not even herself. She didn't know if Hannah even realized what she was doing, but Charlotte could feel the blood pounding in the finger that pressed against her anus, setting off a fiery feeling deep in her backside. She had heard the men fuck the slaves in the ass, but she never understood the attraction. Now she began to wonder, screwing her hips into a circle until she felt the finger moving harder against her anus, circling it, widening it until she felt the sudden shock of her anal ring giving way and the tip of the finger entered her rectum. “EEEEEEWWW.” Her ass shot up higher, her pussy bitten accidentally by Hannah, settling back down, finding her asshole slowly impaled by a finger poised just inside the entrance. She felt the fiery feeling as her anal ring spread wider to accept the offending digit.
Hannah didn't know exactly what happened. One minute she was licking and biting Mistress's pussy, her hands offering her up higher, giving Hannah greater access to fuck her with her tongue. The next minute Mistress's ass shot up and back down, Hannah finding her finger between Mistress's crack suddenly swallowed up into her hot rectum. The white men had taken Hannah that way, Hannah hating taking a fat cock in such a tight hole, forced to accept their punishing fucks in her asshole until they dumped their hot cum into her bowels. This was different, Hannah in control, a white girl's asshole breached by her finger. She could feel the muscles inside trying to push her finger out, but Hannah had other ideas. Hannah's mouth slid up higher, up until she found the hard clit of Mistress. Her lips curled around it, sucking it inside her mouth until her teeth could grip it lightly. She thought Mistress was going crazy as she bucked on the bed, unable to move too much or she would rip her clit from her body. Hannah's tongue attacked the trapped clit, slapping it back and forth as Mistress thrashed on the bed.
Charlotte bit her lips as she tried to contain the powerful scream that built in her mouth. She had never felt anything like it, her clit attacked, the mixture of pain and pleasure attacking her senses, confusing her as the tongue lashed her sensitive pleasure button. And to make it worse, all of her bucking was driving her asshole down on the finger that had already breached her asshole, the strange feeling as it felt like a cock being shoved up her asshole, the finger so thick. The finger never stopped moving, slipping from side to side, the tip pressing hard on the soft muscles of her passage, going deeper and deeper as her hips move up and down in mock fucking, dually impaled. Two fingers entered her pussy, Charlotte never feeling as full as she was now, the fingers deep inside her pussy trying to touch the one in her asshole, only separated by the thin membrane. She groaned in pleasure, succumbing to the pleasure as another orgasm overtook her body. “AAAHHH,” she screamed as the feeling raced from the pussy and her asshole to shoot into her brain. She had never felt such a feeling before, her clit attacked by Hannah's tongue, her teeth digging into the tender bud to hold it trapped for the oral attack. And her asshole, her muscles clenching on the finger that never stopped moving inside her, sliding in and out, the finger bending as
it pressed painfully against the soft walls of her ass. Is this what it was like to be fucked in the ass? Just the thought of such a thing made her cum again, Hannah giving her no rest as her mouth and fingers continued to attack her body in pleasure.
Hannah dug her finger into Mistress's asshole, just like the white men did to her, an evil streak in her as she discovered she had such control over this white woman. She bit harder on her clit, finding that only drove her orgasm to a higher plane, her body jerking back and forth as she came all over Hannah's face and hands. Hannah refused to stop for almost five minutes, Mistress finally slumping down on the bed, her asshole still wrapped around Hannah's finger. Hannah pulled it out slowly, remembering how it felt when the men fucked her in the ass, wanting Mistress to feel the same thing. She settled over to the side of Mistress, her body content, Hannah needing something for release. She waited for a few minutes until Mistress's breathing returned to normal. “Can I cum, Mistress?” She needed so bad to cum, even if she had to masturbate herself in front of Mistress.
Charlotte forgot all about Hannah, sure that she was on the edge. “Yes you can, Hannah. But pussy fuck me. You know how to do that?"
"Not sure, Mistress,” Hannah willing to do anything to cum.
"Roll over on top of me. Put one leg between mine until your pussy is pushed real tight against me.” In spite of cumming, Charlotte felt the pleasure as Hannah's wet pussy lips separated and their lips clung to each other. Hannah was lying with their legs intertwined, their pussies pushed against each other. “Good, now rub until you cum.” Hannah seized instantly the opportunity. Her hips began to move, her pussy rubbing back and forth against the smooth skin of Charlotte's pussy.
