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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
Bernadine was making herself a cup of coffee when Taneesha came down the stairs. The teenager was already dressed in a tee shirt and jeans. She'd brushed her black straightened hair and gathered it into two ponytails that hung down to her shirt collar. The style made her look younger than she actually was.
"Mornin', mama," she said when she saw Bernadine. "Aunt Jolene leave already?"
"She left for work with your grandmama hours ago, Neesha," replied the girl's mother. "You two better start getting up earlier. It'll be back to school soon and you'd better start getting ready for it."
"'kay," Taneesha replied.
"Speaking of which...," Bernadine continued. "Where's Ebony? It's almost ten!"
"She don't wanna get out o' bed," Taneesha replied.
"'She doesn't want to get out of bed'," her mother corrected her. "No daughter of mine is going to go around talking like some uneducated country nigger."
"Mama!" exclaimed Taneesha. "You said the 'n' word!"
"Sometimes it fits," Bernadine told her. "And I won't have you sounding like one."
"That's how Aunt Jolene talks," pointed out the teen. "And Big Mama, too! Are you sayin' they're... what you just said?"
"No, Neesha," sighed Bernadine. "That's not what I'm saying at all. They live here and that's how folks talk here. You were raised to speak properly so you know better. Stop acting like you don't understand."
"Aunt Jolene says the way you talk is stuck up," Taneesha countered. "She says you're ashamed of them."
"Your Aunt Jolene knows better than that," replied Bernadine. "And she's got no business telling you that anyway." She paused. "Why don't you go outside, Neesha? Go get some fresh air. This place is good for that, at least."
"'kay" said the girl.
Taneesha felt a little smug at having pointed out the contradictions in what her mother had told her. She didn't want to sound stuck up at her new school. And she knew that acting better than everyone else wouldn't help her fitting in with her classmates.
The screen door slammed shut after the teenager emerged into the late summer morning. Taneesha walked across the grass to the road. There wasn't any traffic, which was good since there wasn't any sidewalk. She made her way down the side of the road past several houses. The lawns were all scruffy and the houses in need of repair. Old cars and rusting washing machines dotted the yards.
Up ahead she saw a big black girl checking a mailbox. As she drew closer to her she looked at the house she must have come out of. It had been red in the past, but now the paint was peeling where there was any. The front porch sagged. A thirty year old station wagon with no wheels on it sat in the yard with tall weeds growing around it.
The girl looked up as Taneesha approached and smiled. She wore teal colored short pants and a faded purple sleeveless top. Her arms and thighs were big. Her breasts were bigger still and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra. The buttons of her blouse strained at the size of her mammaries. Her skin was very dark, her hair was straightened and short. She had a sweet chubby face with thick negro lips and a broad nose.
"Hey, there, girl," she greeted Taneesha. "I ain't seen you 'round here before. You visitin' or somethin?"
"No, we jus' moved in wit' my grandmama and aunt," replied the teenager. "My name's Taneesha. You kin call me Neesha."
"Neesha..." the big black girl pondered. "Dat's a pretty name, girl. My name's Ora Lee. Ora Lee Harper. I live here. Who your aunt?"
"Jolene," Taneesha answered. "Jolene Cook. She don't live too far from here."
"Oh, I knows her," Ora Lee told her. "She's a sweet lady. So's her mama. You gonna be goin' to school here?"
"Yes," said Taneesha. "I'll be a junior. Are you still in school?"
"Uh huh," replied Ora Lee. "I's a junior, too."
"You are?" Taneesha said with surprise.
"Yeah..." the big black girl admitted. "I's nineteen but I gots held back a couple times in grade school. People says I's slow. But, I gots lots o' friends an' tha's wha's important."
"Well, you don't seem slow to me, Ora," fibbed Taneesha. "I'm glad we'll be classmates and I want to be friends with you, too."
Ora Lee blushed and smiled warmly at that. Taneesha liked the big colored girl already.
"I like that, Neesha," the big girl replied. "You a nice girl."
Just then she heard a car on the road. Taneesha looked up to see a new convertible BMW with an athletic looking white teenage boy at the wheel. He honked the horn and waved at the two black girls. Ora Lee smiled broadly and waved back. The car was quickly past them and gone.
"You know him?" asked Taneesha. "Who is that?"
"Dat's Mister Wayne Mitchell," Ora Lee replied proudly. "He's one o' my friends. He real nice to me. He be givin' me chocolate bars an' sodas. He real friendly. I like him."
Mister? Taneesha was taken aback by the big girl calling a fellow student mister. She remembered one teacher back in her old school who used to call all the students mister and miss. Maybe it was just something like that, she thought.
"He's very handsome," Taneesha responded finally, trying to think of something to say.
"Yeah, he all dat!" agreed Ora Lee. "He on da' football team. He got da sweetest girlfriend, too. Miss Lillian Carlisle. She such a cute white girl! She my friend, too. Real nice. She say I's pretty."
"I'm surprised to hear you have so many white friends," said Taneesha. "My mama grew up here and she said that the white folks and black folks didn't get along so well. Maybe things have changed here since she was a girl."
"Oh, most o' my friends is white," Ora Lee replied. "An' they all real nice to me. Some o' da coloreds 'round here ain't friendly to dem white folks. They be actin' all uppity to 'em 'cause dey don't know no better. Dat's all it is. Colored folks like me git along wit' 'em jus' fine."
"Well, I don't like folks who act all stuck up neither," agreed Taneesha.
"You wanna go sit on da porch, Neesha?" Ora Lee asked. "It be gettin' hot out here in da sun."
"Sure," said the younger teen.
Together, the two black girls walked across the hardpan yard and around to the side of the house. It was shady here and there was an old overstuffed couch up on the back porch. The view from there overlooked a dilapidated garage that seemed like it was about to fall over.
Taneesha had just sat down on the old couch when she heard a vehicle slowing on the road and turning into the driveway. The gravel crunched and a red Jeep with two teenage boys in it pulled up with rock music blaring out of the sound system. The top was down and the colored girl could see that the boys were about her own age. The passenger had sandy brown hair and the driver was blonde. The blonde haired boy turned off the motor and the music stopped. Streaks of sunlight shone through the dust from the driveway as it started to settle.
"You wait here, Neesha," Ora Lee instructed. "Dese men is my friends, too. But dey only expectin' me to be here. You kin meet 'em some other time, 'kay?"
"Okay," Taneesha replied.
The black teenager watched from the shadows of the porch as her new friend hurried to meet the two white boys in the Jeep. It was quite a distance from the porch, so Taneesha couldn't hear what was being said. She didn't think that the boys even noticed her up on the porch.
Ora Lee stood next to the driver's side of the Jeep while the two white boys remained in their seats. Taneesha saw the big black girl fussing with something on the front of her blouse. Suddenly she pulled it off and her huge breasts spilled out. The young teen was shocked at what she saw and the casual way her new friend had exposed herself.
The white boys got out of the Jeep and came around to where Ora Lee stood topless, her huge saggy breasts just hanging there on display. The visitors got close to her and Taneesha could see them handling the big girl's titties. The sound of male laughter could be heard and then the older teenager kneeled in front of the young white men.
The sandy haired boy unzipped the fly of his jeans and took his dick out. Ora Lee grabbed it in her hand and looked up at him. Then she placed it in her mouth. Taneesha could see the big black girl's head bobbing on it. The younger teen was incredulous at the scene in front of her. At the same time, she felt a twinge between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together, enjoying the pressure on her clit.
The boy Ora Lee was servicing put his hands on the back of her head while the blonde watched and grinned. A minute later the brown haired boy stepped back from the colored girl and zipped his fly back up. The blonde quickly took his place in front of the kneeling negro girl and pulled the waistband of his shorts down, revealing an erection.
Ora Lee didn't hesitate for a second. She took the second boy's cock in her mouth and started bobbing her head back and forth on it. He must have been excited from watching his buddy get serviced since it was barely thirty seconds before he stepped back from the big black girl and tucked his dick into his shorts.
The brown haired boy got a small paper bag off the back seat of the Jeep and dropped it front of the bare breasted negro girl, still kneeling in the gravel. She picked it up and looked inside while the boys got back into the Jeep and fired up the motor. The rock music blared anew as they backed out of the driveway and waved to her. Ora Lee smiled broadly and waved back from her knees, her titties jiggling with the effort.
After the sound of the motor faded into the distance, Ora Lee picked up her blouse and got to her feet. She put the garment back on and headed up to the porch carrying the brown paper bag the white boy had given her. Taneesha was still shocked from what she'd just witnessed. She was also more than a little aroused by it.
As Ora Lee came up the porch steps, Taneesha could see the milky white drops of semen on the big girl's chin and wet spots on her blouse.
"You wanna candy bar, Neesha?" asked Ora Lee, reaching into the bag and producing two chocolate bars. "Milky Ways. My favorite."
The big black teenager sat down on the old couch next to her friend and unwrapped one of the chocolates and took a bite out of it.
"Who were those boys?" Taneesha wanted to know.
"Dey's mo' friends o' mine," Ora Lee answered, smiling. "Da blonde one's Mister Charles Green. Da other one's Mister Richie Williams. Dey real nice to me. Dey gave me dese candy bars."
"What were you doin' with 'em?", Taneesha asked, knowing full well what she'd been doing.
"Oh, like I says, dey likes me alot," Ora Lee blushed. "Dey like my titties. Dey say dey real pretty and like to look at 'em. Since dey my friends, I shows 'em what dey wants to see. Dey like touchin' 'em, too." Ora Lee blushed harder. "I likes it, too. Feels good an' gets my coochie wet."
"But that wasn't all you were doing!" insisted Taneesha.
"Well..." Ora Lee smiled. "Dey was gettin' uncomfortable, if'n you knows what I mean. Seein' my titties got dose white men hard, girl! Dey nice to me an' I ain't gonna send 'em home wit' blue balls!. So's I took care o' dem wit' my mouth. Dey din't have time fo' usin' my coochie. I's a li'l dis'pointed. But it wouldn't be fair to make you wait anyhow. So I guess it's fo' da best."
"You sucked their dicks?!" Taneesha was beside herself. "Right there in the driveway for anyone to see?!"
"Yeah...," Ora Lee seemed mystified. "So? Like I say, dey nice white men an' dey my friends. You sure you don't want no candy bar?"
Taneesha saw the puzzled look on her new friend's face. She glanced down at the chocolate bar she was offering her.
"Uh...," stammered Taneesha, "no, thanks. But... I mean... Uh... You can't just do that outside!"
"Well, I already said dey din't have much time," Ora Lee explained as if it were obvious. "So I couldn't take 'em in da house. Ain't nobody watchin' back here anyways."
"But...," Taneesha said, trying to think of a different tack to take, "They can't both be your boyfriends..."
"'Course dey ain't my boyfriends!" giggled Ora Lee. "I ain't got no boyfriend. Dey just friends, dat's all. 'Sides, dey already got girlfriends."
"They already got girlfriends!" sputtered Taneesha. "What if they find out?!"
"Settle down, girl!" Ora Lee laughed. "Maybe you ain't as old as you look! Dere girlfriends know what dey be doin'! Dose girls is my friends, too. Dey know dat dem men got needs, see? An' no precious white girl gonna be suckin' no dick! So I's jus' helpin' 'em out. Dat's all."
"I don't know what y'all do where y'all come from, Neesha," the big black girl continued. "But, here we do things proper. Here, a white girl gotta save herself for marriage. She can't be cattin' around! Her husband gots to be her first man. But dose white boys... Dey got needs. Dey men, you know. Jus' young. But dey need to be wit' a woman an' can't be waitin' 'til dey married."
"That don't seem fair, Ora," Taneesha replied, starting to slip into the vernacular.
"Fair?" Ora Lee was mystified again. "I don't un'erstands what y'all mean by dat. It's da way it is. Dat's all."
"'sides," she went on with a smile, "you an' me ain't gotta worry 'bout dat. Nobody 'spects a nigga to wait dat way! White girls gotta wait. If'n anythin' ain't fair, it ain't fair for dem. Don't tell me you don't like gettin' some dick, girl!"
Taneesha didn't know how to respond to this. Did Ora Lee just refer to herself as a nigger?! And included her?! She was talking about herself like she was some kind of sexual animal! The younger teen now felt embarrassed to admit she herself was still a virgin. She would also have been embarrassed to admit how wet her pussy was.
"I'm sorry," Taneesha said at last. "I guess I got alot to learn."
"Don't worry none 'bout dat, Neesha," Ora Lee assured her. "I'll tell you what you needs to know. Fo' instance, remember Mister Wayne? The white man in da car dat went by?"
"I remember," answered Taneesha.
"Well," Ora Lee continued, "his girlfriend, Miss Lillian, she's a real sweet white girl. Real pretty, too. She got long blonde hair she parts in da middle an' pretty blue eyes. She real small, too. Cute little titties. She always be real nice to me. One day she come up to me an' tol' me she be needin' my help..."
* * *
"Ora Lee?" Lillian asked me. "I gotta do somethin' about Wayne. He's been tryin' stuff with me lately and I don't know what to do. I love him an' everything, but I can't let him do what he wants to do with me. I'm afraid he'll find a new girlfriend if he doesn't get something soon."
"Well, Miss Lillian," says me, "I knows how dose white men kin be. Dey don't mean nothin' by it, it's just da way dey is. Dey forget dat dey can't be shamin' a precious white girl like you by tryin' t' git in yo' pants, if you don't mind me sayin' dat."
"See, Ora," Lillian replied, "I knew you'd understand. But Wayne doesn't. An' I was thinkin' there might be a way to take care of his needs and mine."
"If dere's anythin' I kin do, Miss Lillian," I tol' her, "you jus' say it."
"It's kind of awkward..." said the white girl. "And I'm not sure if I have any right to ask you..."
"'Course you do!" I said. "We friends, ain't we?"
"Yes, of course we are," Lillian smiled. "I should know better than to be embarrassed in front of you, Ora. So I'll just say it. I want to borrow you for him. I want you to be there with us when we're... getting intimate. When he's ready to... you know... I want him to use you for his... needs. Do you understand?"
Miss Lillian was blushin' somethin' fierce, let me tell you! I could tell she was real embarrassed to be askin' me dis. She was my friend, an' I had to help her.
"I un'erstands," I tol' her. "You jus' want Mister Wayne to use me to do his business while you dere bein' close wit' him. I un'erstands."
"Oh, I'm so relieved!" she said. "I didn't want to have to explain more. You're a smart colored girl, Ora. I'm glad we're friends. So, do you think you could do that for me? For us? It won't have to be weird or anything... I can put a pillow case over your head or something so you don't have to see us or say anything. It'll almost be like we were alone, just Wayne an' me. You'll just kind of be a pussy an' tits for him. Is that okay?"
Well, I din't have to think about dat fo' too long! Miss Lillian was my friend an' so was Mister Wayne. I'd do anythin' to help dem.
"'Course I will, Miss Lillian," I said. "You don't gotta worry none 'bout me, neither. I'll stay quiet an' still. You two love birds kin have yo' privacy and jus' use me when you ready fo' me. Mister Wayne can do his business in me an' I'll jus' lay dere an' not make no fuss. Is dat how you wants it?"
"Yes!" Miss Lillian smiled. "You don't know how much this means to me, Ora. To both of us. You're an angel!"
"Awww," I was blushin' now! "It ain't nothin'. I's glad to help my friends out. I like it dat you needs me."
* * *
"Well, we made a date for Saturday night," Ora Lee finished the story. "An' dat was dat."
"Wow..." Taneesha was shocked and entranced by the story. "That's incredible! That you'd agree to that!"
"It ain't so incredible," shrugged Ora Lee. "Dat's how it is here. People help each other. It wasn't nothin' to me. Jus' lay dere quiet like. An' it meant so much to dem. How could I say no?"
"So did you?" Taneesha wanted to hear more. "Did you meet them?"
"Sure, I did," Ora Lee responded. "I went over to her house before Mister Wayne was gonna git dere. Her house is so nice! Nice yard... Pretty flowers... I wish I lived in a place like dat!"
* * *
I went around to da back door and rang da bell. Miss Lillian answered it an' I could tell she was happy to see me.
"I'm glad you're here, Ora," she said. "I really appreciate what you're doing for Wayne an' me. You're a good friend."
"Like I said before, Miss Lillian," I tol' her, "it ain't nothin'. I's happy to help you two folks. You such a sweet couple."
"Wayne'll be here in a bit," Miss Lillian went on, "so I'd like to get you ready now."
"Yes, ma'am," I smiled at her. "You jus' tell me what you want me to do."
"Come upstairs with me," she said.
I followed the pretty white girl through her big fancy home. It was so nice! Thick soft carpet. Furniture dat matched. Nice pictures on da walls. It was like a palace. She took me into a bedroom, prob'ly a guest room since it din't look like no one lived in dere.
"Get your clothes off, sweetie," she said.
I was jus' wearin' sweat pants an' a tee shirt so I could get 'em off easy since I knew I was gonna be naked most o' da time. I got undressed quick. Miss Lillian looked me over.
"You look real pretty, Ora," she told me. "I know Wayne has an eye for those titties of yours! Them an' your big butt! All the boys I know think you're a sexy colored girl."
Of course dat had me blushin'! Miss Lillian's so kind to be sayin' such nice things about me.
"Thank you, ma'am," was all I could say.
"Here's the pillow case," she said, holding it out so I could see it. "I picked a black one 'cause I like how it looks."
Miss Lillian put dat pillow case over my head. Damned if I could see anything after dat! It was jus' like the lights went out! She smoothed it down an' den I hears a janglin' sound.
"I'm gonna put a leather belt around your neck to keep the pillow case on, okay?" she asked. "Tell me if I do it too tight."
"Okay, Miss Lillian," I said.
I could feel da belt around my neck, but she didn't make it too tight so it was okay. I felt her blouse brush against my nipples while she was bucklin' da belt. You know I liked dat! I knowed I's ready for Mister Wayne right den and dere!
Anyways, she had me lay down on da bed. It was so comfy! No lumps or nothin'. Da sheets was nice an' new, too. I know dat's how rich folks sleep.
"I'll be back later with Wayne, Ora," she told me. "It won't be too long."
Well, layin' dere in dat soft bed was a treat, but it was all I could do not to be fallin' asleep! It was dark an' da bed was so comfy. It seemed like a long time 'fore I heard da doorbell. Den I think dey was talkin' but I couldn't make out what dey was sayin'. Finally I heard da door open up.
"Come on, honey," Miss Lillian was sayin'. "See what I got waitin' for you."
"Damn!" Mister Wayne said. "Is that Ora Lee?"
"Now, Wayne!" she scolded him. "Don't you spoil this! As far as you're concerned you're gonna be with me tonight. You'll just be usin' this nigger's pussy for relief. I'll be here with you, so it'll be me you're making love to."
Dat was so sweet! Hearin' dat precious white girl tellin' her man how he was gonna be makin' love to her jus' made me melt inside! He's a lucky man havin' such a sweet girlfriend.
I could feel dem get into da bed besides me and den I could hear dem kissin'. I jus' lay dere an' tried to keep still an give dem dere privacy.
"Oh, Lilly..." Mister Wayne said, all husky. "I love you. I wanna make love to you now."
"Okay, honey," she said back. "I guess it's time. Here, let me help you get your shorts down."
I could feel da bed saggin' 'tween my legs so I knows he be ready to get down to it. Next thing I knows, she be helpin' guide his dick to my hole. I think the tip o' it had some cum on it already, but it was hard to tell 'cause my coochie be so wet!"
"You want that pussy now, baby?" cooed Miss Lillian. "Go ahead and take it. It's your pussy."
Damn! She was gettin' me so worked up it was hard fo' me to keep still! But, I fought off da urge to push my coochie at him an' get dat dick in me since it was dere night together an dey was jus' borrowin' my pussy.
"Yeah," gasped Mister Wayne, all worked up. "I want it now."
Dat white man just slid his thing right up inside me in one stroke! Damn, it felt good! He started humpin' me an breathin' hard. It was all I could do not to be humpin' back. I knew dat Miss Lillian wanted me to keep still so I did. I couldn't help but squeeze his dick wit' my pussy. Some things I jus' can't control.
He liked dat, too. Alot. He started humpin' me faster an' faster. I could tell he was gettin' ready to bust a nut in me.
"Oh, Lilly!" he cried out. "Lilly! It feels so good! I'm gonna cum. Lilly!"
"It's okay, baby," she said softly. "Go ahead an' cum. Fill my pussy up. Cum in me, baby."
"Ugh! Ohhh!" he grunted.
I could feel him shoot off in my coochie. Damn! Dat white man musta had alot saved up. He jus' kept cummin' an' cummin' It felt real good to me, too, but I din't cum or nothin'. Like I said, dis was jus' fo' dem.
"That's it, baby," she told him, "cum in me. Just let it go."
It was really sweet. I's feelin' like I's intrudin' on dere love makin' so I's kinda embarrassed. But, I knowed it couldn't be helped so I just lay dere an' didn't move while Miss Lillian's boyfriend finished up doin' his business in my coochie. After a while I could feel his dick softenin' up an' den he got up.
"You were great, Lilly," he told her. "Thanks for doin' this for me. I love you."
"An' I love you, too, Wayne," she said back.
I could hear dem kissing for a while 'fore dey got up an' left me alone in dere. It seemed like I was layin' dere wit' Mister Wayne's spunk leakin' out o' my coochie for a long time. I could feel da puddle under my ass gettin' cold. But, I wasn't sure if'n dey might want to be usin' me again, so I jus' layed dere waitin'. Finally I heard da door openin' up.
"Sit up, Ora," Miss Lillian said. "Let me get that off you."
I sat up like she said an' I felt her takin' dat belt off from around my neck and then liftin' dat pillow case off me. I was blinking from da room lights. It felt good to be havin' fresh air on my face.
"Did I do okay, ma'am?" I wanted to know. "Did Mister Wayne like my coochie? I tried to be still, jus' like you said."
"You were wonderful, Ora." she smiled. "Just wonderful. I can't thank you enough."
"Awww..." I was blushin' again! "You ain't gotta thank me, Miss Lillian. Dat's what friends is fo'."
Den she leaned down and kissed me on da cheek! Now dat made me feel all good inside! Havin' a precious white girl kiss me dat way! You know dat had me smilin'!
"Well, you're a sweetheart," said Miss Lillian. "Uh, my parents'll be home soon, though. Do you mind letting yourself out the back and getting dressed on the porch? I want to get this room straightened out before they get back."
"No, ma'am," I told her. "I don't mind at all."
"You're a dear, Ora," she said. "Thanks again."
"You welcome, ma'am," I said an' I meant it.
I picked up my stuff and went back out da way I came in. Da porch was pretty private so I didn't mind gettin' dressed dere. It was a long walk home, but I didn't hardly notice. Helpin' dose two like I done had me walkin' on air.
* * *
Taneesha realized she'd been squeezing her thighs together for most of the story and blushed. She hoped Ora Lee hadn't noticed.
"That's quite a story, Ora," she said at last, her voice cracking a little. "It's amazin' you'd do that for them."
"Well, I's the kind who'd do anythin' fo' a friend," Ora Lee stated. "My friends treat me nice, so, 'course I treat dem nice, too."
"I better be goin' home for lunch," said Taneesha. "My mama won't like it if I'm late."
"'kay," Ora Lee replied. "I's glad to meet you, Neesha. Hope y'all come back an' see me later. I knows I be seein' you in school."
"I will," promised the young teenager.
Taneesha walked across Ora Lee's yard and then hurried down the road towards home. She knew her mother wouldn't worry about when she came in for lunch, but she couldn't tell her new friend the truth about why she wanted to go home so abruptly.
The colored girl banged in the screen door and didn't even stop to say hello to her mother. Bernadine just watched her go up the stairs. She peeked into the bedroom she was sharing with her sister, but Ebony wasn't there. Good, she thought as she closed the door.
Taneesha stripped off her jeans and lay in her bed. Her hand quickly went between her legs. Her panties were soaked already. She started working her clit and imagined herself laying there, pillow case over her head, and a white boy's dick filling her pussy.
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