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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
The night air was chilly and Taneesha thought about getting a jacket, but she didn't want to go back inside and call attention to the fact she was headed out so late. There were no street lights in this part of town so the moon was all there was to illuminate the road on her way to Ora Lee's house.
The big black girl wasn't due back from work for a while, so once she got there, Taneesha decided to just wait for her on the porch. She was startled when the light came on and the door opened. A short forty something colored woman with black plastic rimmed glasses looked out through the screen door. Her hair was in curlers and she was dressed in light colored housecoat.
"Who's out dere?" the woman asked into the darkness.
"Uh... I'm sorry, ma'am," Taneesha spoke up, standing and facing the screen door. "I din't know anybody was home. I'm a friend of Ora's an' I was jus' waitin' for her to get home from work."
"A friend of Ora's?" the older woman responded as she squinted through the lenses of her glasses.
"Yes, ma'am," Taneesha replied. "I'm Neesha. Neesha Johnson."
"Neesha!" exclaimed the colored lady, her face breaking into a smile. "Ora ain't here yet, but you kin come on in! I's Ora's aunt Ginnie. Ginnie Mae."
Ginnie Mae opened the screen door to let Taneesha in. The door opened into a small kitchen. It appeared to have been painted bright yellow in the distant past, but now was mostly faded. The cupboards were really just shelves with curtains on the front. The stove looked ancient, like something out of a really old television program, but the refrigerator was newer. The linoleum floor had worn through to the plywood in front of the sink and stove.
The older woman led the teenager into the living room. The furniture consisted of old mismatched dining room chairs and an old overstuffed easy chair with a slip-cover on it. A threadbare oval braided rug covered most of the floor. A single floor lamp provided the only illumination.
"Have a seat, girl," Ginnie Mae said, gesturing to the sturdiest looking wooden chair. "You want somethin' to drink? I gots some sodas if you thirsty."
"Thank you, ma'am," Taneesha replied, sitting down. "But I ain't thirsty."
"You ain't gotta call me ma'am, girl," laughed Ginnie Mae, taking a seat in one of the other wooden chairs. "You kin call me Ginnie. Ora been tellin' me all 'bout you. She really like you."
"Well, I like her, too," said Taneesha. "She's a really nice person."
"Dat she is," agreed Ginnie Mae. "She be home pretty soon, too. But, she be bringin' Mister E wit' her tonight. I knows she tol' you 'bout him."
"Yes, she did," Taneesha confirmed. "Mister Ellsworth gave my sister Ebony a job at the Burger Barn. She needs the money so she can go to college. That was real nice o' him. An' we got Ora to thank fo' that, too."
"I knows Ora be tellin' you how dat man be her white daddy, too," Ginnie Mae said. "An' I knows she ain't tol' nobody else 'bout dat. Tha's how I knows how much she likes you. She kinda slow, but she good 'bout knowin' people."
"Uh... yeah," Taneesha blushed at the memory of Ora Lee's story about that. "She tol' me."
"I see you got da long version o' da story, too!" laughed Ginnie Mae. "Dat girl loves helpin' dem white folks."
Taneesha squirmed in her seat.
"Awww, ain't no call to be bashful 'bout it, girl!" exclaimed the older woman. "I knows all 'bout Ora an' how she be helpin' her friends. Some o' dem friends ain't deservin' o' a sweet girl like her."
"But, dat Mister Ellsworth, he's a good man," continued Ginnie Mae. "He give Ora a job at his burger place even though she kinda slow. An' I knows he 'preciates what Ora an' me be doin' fo' him."
"Ora and you?" Taneesha asked with surprise.
"Well... yes." the older colored woman blushed. "Ora an' me both. When I first be meetin' him, I ain't knowed da story. He be drivin' her home after workin' an' she be invitin' him in. She din't 'spect to be findin' me here I guess."
* * *
"Ginnie!" says Ora, all surprised. "I thought you ain't home."
I see her an' dis white man standin' dere. I figure it be one o' her 'friends' dat like to take 'vantage o' her sweet nature so I's naturally suspicious. But, most o' dem is young, an' dis white man least as ol' as me. He all handsome wit' his hair turnin' gray.
"Who dis?" I asked her.
"I'm Mister Ellsworth," he say. "I was jus' droppin' Ora Lee off."
"Dis be my aunt Ginnie Mae," Ora introduced me.
"I'm pleased to meet you, Ginnie," he say bein' all polite.
"Likewise," says me, still kinda wary o' dis stranger in my house.
"Please wait here, daddy," she say to him. "We be right back."
I's thinkin' I ain't hearin' right, but Ora take me back into da bedroom where he can't hear us 'fore I kin say nothin'.
"You be nice to Mister Ellsworth, Ginnie!" she tell me. "He's a good man. I knows' what you be thinkin' o' some o' my friends, but he ain't like dem. His daughter's a sweet girl dat used to be in school wit' me. Now she off to college. He ain't got no kin but her. I like him an' I like helpin' him."
"Ora Lee," I starts 'splainin' to her. "Dat white man ain't yo' daddy. We don't know who yo' daddy is any more den we know who mine is, but it ain't no white man. Dat's fo' sho'."
"I ain't stupid, Ginnie," she says back. "I knows he ain't my real daddy. But, I likes callin' him dat. An' I knows he like it, too. Ain't no harm in it. Now we's goin' to my room, an' you gonna leave us be."
Well, I ain't never heard Ora Lee talkin' like dat! So I knowed she be doin' like she wants an' I best be stayin' outta da way.
I din't see too much o' him fo' a month, but den I's workin' so much I ain't hardly never home. But, I could tell Ora be happy wit' him and she be talkin' 'bout him all da time.
I 'members when da fridge broke an' I ain't had no money fo' fixin' it. Ora tol' her 'daddy' 'bout it. Now, he workin' hard to put his girl Stacy through college. But, when he hear how our ol' fridge stopped workin', he got us one dat worked an' never asked nothin' fo' it.
I don't 'xactly know when it started bein' like it is now. He be stayin' after drivin' Ora home more an' more. Sometimes he stay da night wit' her. Sometimes he jus' sit in da chair an' relax. I kinda got to lookin' forward to seein' him.
But, dere's dis one night she wasn't workin', an' Mister E be comin' over later. So's I have a word wit' Ora.
"Do Mister E ever say anythin' 'bout me?" I was askin' her.
"He likes you fine, Ginnie," she says. "He thinks you a good woman to take me in an' raise me like I's yo' own chil' when my mama run off."
O' course I like hearin' dat. But dat ain't what I meant.
"I means, do he like me?" I asked.
I could tell she knew what I was sayin' den. She knows I ain't had time fo' no men comin' 'round, what wit' me workin' an' takin' care o' her all dese years.
"Yes, he do," she tol' me. "He says how he knows I still be pretty when I's his age 'cause you so pretty now. Is you sayin' you wanna be wit' him?"
"He's yo' 'daddy', Ora," I says. "I ain't tryin' to steal him away from you."
"I think I knows what you mean," she says all smilin'. "Is you sayin' you wanna be servin' my white daddy like I be servin' him?"
Well, I ain't thought 'bout it dat way, but as soon as she be sayin' it, I knowed it was what I wanted to do.
"I do at dat," I says. "It's been a long time fo' me, girl. Too damn long."
"You wanna greet him wit' me when he get here?" she asked me, all smilin'. Den she was blushin'. "I mean greet him da way I do when you ain't here."
"An' hows dat?" I wanted to know.
"Well..." she was all embarrassed. "He's my white daddy... An' I's his nigga girl... So's I greets him butt naked. An' I's on my knees fo' him. An' den I serves him like he be tellin' me."
I knowed it ain't easy fo' her to be tellin' me all dat. But, girl, it was easy fo' me to be hearin' it! Jus' thinkin' 'bout it got my coochie all heated up.
"Yes, Ora," I tol' her. "I wants to greet him dat way an' I wants to be servin' him like you do. You sho' he won't mind me bein' there?"
"No, Ginnie" Ora Lee laughed. "I knows how he be lookin' at you. Daddy loves nigga girls. He don't say it that way, but I kin tell. I knows he be real pleased to see you waitin' fo' him wit' me."
When it was almost time fo' him to get dere I went an' got my clothes off fo' him. Ora already be in da kitchen lookin' out da window fo' his truck. She be all naked, too. Den she see him comin'.
"Daddy's here," she tol' me. "Do like I do."
Ora Lee got down on her knees an' put her hands behind her head. She pushed her titties out all sexy like. I did da same. It be excitin' knowin' dat Mister E's 'bout to walk in and see me like dat. He ain't be seein' me like Ora's aunt no mo'. He be seein' a nigga waitin' fo' massa to come home an' be usin' her. I could tell my coochie was soakin'.
I could hear him out on da porch steps an' den he was knockin' on da door.
"Come on in, daddy," Ora called out to him.
Girl, let me tell you! Dat white man's jaw jus' 'bout hit da floor when he see he got two naked niggas waitin' on him. At first I's 'fraid he wouldn't like it dat I be dere even if Ora say he would. But den I saw da bulge in his pants an' I knowed right den it ain't gonna be no problem.
"Aunt Ginnie wanted to be greetin' you, too, daddy," she tol' him. "I tol' her it be okay. I hopes you don't mind."
"Uh... oh... no, not at all," he said, all tongue tied. "Uh... good to see you, Ginnie."
I's thinkin' 'bout how we mus' look fo' him. Two niggas, aunt an' her niece, kneelin' naked on da floor. I knowed we be lookin' like a pair o' sluts. It was so embarrassin' to be dat way! But, it had me feelin' all excited an' had my heart beatin' fast. I tried to keep lookin' up at him, but my eyes kep' wanderin' back to dat big bulge in his pants.
"Thank you, sir," I tol' him, all quiet like. "I's happy to be seein' you, too."
I din't know what come over me. But, I wanted dat man in my mouf an' I be wantin' it bad! I ain't had no dick fo' so long, but first I wanted to be tastin' dat man meat.
"Kin I suck on yo' dick, daddy?" I asked him all sweet like.
I don't know what made me say it like dat, but I swears I could see his dick twitchin' when I did! I's 'fraid I's bein' too bold, but right away I knowed I asked him da way he liked it. He kinda looked over to Ora Lee fo' a second. I could tell he din't want to be hurtin' her feelin's none. 'Course, she such a good girl she put his mind to rest an' heated him up even mo' at da same time.
"You wanna use my aunt Ginnie?" she asked him in her little girl voice. "She wants you to be her daddy, too. Is dat okay?"
"Yeah," said Mister E, all breathless. "That's fine."
I felt like such a slut, girl! Like I says, I don't know what come over me! I means, dere I was, naked as a jay bird, kneelin' on da kitchen floor, callin' some man daddy even when he be white an' ain't much older 'n me. But I din't care. I jus' knowed it felt good. It felt right. I started walkin' on my knees to get closer to him.
"Please, daddy?" I was beggin' him. "Please let me suck on yo' dick. I want it bad."
"Go 'head, Ginnie," he tol' me, his voice all raspy.
"Thank you, daddy!" I say like a excited little girl.
I reached up and unbuckled his belt an' unbuttoned his jeans. I unzipped him an' pulled his pants down to his knees. His dick be standin' straight up!
Mister E come here right from work an' he was kinda sweaty. So, first thing I do was jus' get a strong whiff o' dat man meat! Den I started to lick it. I licked all up an' down his cock. Den I licked his nut sack, too. He be lovin' it, I could tell. Then I popped dat dick in my mouf an' started workin' it. I slurped on dat man's cock fo' all I's worth.
"Fuck..." he say under his breath.
"Wha's dat, sir?" I looked up at him all sweet. "You sayin' you wanna fuck me? You wanna stick yo' dick in my coochie hole?"
He looked down at me, kinda surprised. I got on my back. Right dere on da the kitchen floor! I opened my legs up wide fo' him, tryin' to make myself look all invitin' fo' him as I kin.
"I's ready fo' yo' dick now, daddy," I's smilin' up at him all sweet. "Please fuck yo' li'l girl now. I wants it bad."
Mister E din't need no more coaxin'! He got down 'tween my legs an' slipped his dick right in my cat! It felt so good after so long! I knows it be soundin' funny, but, I's all into bein' his li'l girl.
"Oh, thank you, daddy!" I squealed. "You so big! You fillin' yo' li'l nigga girl's coochie all up! Fuck me, daddy!"
He was poundin' me in no time, he so turned on. An' so's I! It ain't long 'fore I could feel I was gonna cum. I wanted to keep talkin' like a slutty li'l nigga girl fo' him, but all I could do was kinda smile at him wit' a dumb look on my face. Ora helped out like she always does.
"You like Ginnie's coochie, daddy?" she asked him, still kneelin' there. "It's all yours now, daddy. Ginnie's yo' li'l girl, too. Jus' like me. We yo' niggas, daddy."
Well, he liked hearin' dat plenty! He was bangin' away like a man possessed. I couldn't hold back no mo', hard as I be tryin'. I don't 'member what I said. I jus' 'member my cat squeezin' him on its own an' gushin' like crazy. I ain't never felt it so good. An jus' like dat he shoot off inside me an' he had me goin' all over again.
It seemed like we was layin' dere for only a few minutes, but I guess it be longer. I feel him gettin' all soft inside me an' he stood up.
"Kin I clean yo' cock off, daddy?" asked Ora Lee.
"Yes, girl," he tol' her.
I opened my eyes an' watched my niece lickin' an' slurpin' on dis white man's dick dat jus' been up inside me. Maybe I's jus' nasty, but I liked it. It made me feel like we's his niggas an' dat was all we was. An' I liked dat, too.
* * *
"So, dat's how it all got started," Ginnie Mae was telling her. "I ain't got no real daddy neither, jus' like Ora Lee. But, Mister E been my daddy since dat day, too, jus' like he is fo' Ora Lee."
Taneesha was spellbound by Ginnie Mae's story. She was also quite aroused and was unconsciously rocking back and forth in her seat.
"Well, Neesha," the older negro went on, "I was kinda 'fraid you be shocked by all dat, but I kin see you ain't mindin' it at all!"
The teenager blushed when she realized what she was doing.
"No...," said the red faced teen, "I ain't shocked... I... liked hearin' 'bout it."
"Don't be all embarrassed, girl!" laughed Ginnie Mae. "Ain't nothin' wrong wit' you enjoyin' the story! Why you think I be tellin' it to you?"
Taneesha could feel the dampness between her legs and had to consciously resist the urge to squeeze her thighs together and resume rocking. Ginnie Mae rose from her chair.
"You sure you don't want nothin' to drink, Neesha?" asked the negress. "I gots to start gettin' ready fo' Mister E. Dey be here soon."
"That's okay," the black teen told her. "Maybe I should go home. I didn't know Ora had plans..."
Ginnie Mae was taking the curlers out and brushing her medium length hair as she looked in a mirror mounted on the wall.
"Well, it prob'ly be best if'n you don't surprise Ora by bein' inside here when dey get here," the older woman agreed. "But, you ain't gotta go home. Why don't you jus' go outside when dey get here an' talk to her? Maybe you'll be stayin' after all."
Stay? The image of Ora Lee and her aunt Ginnie Mae kneeling naked on the floor servicing an older white man flashed though Taneesha's mind. She felt a jolt in her crotch. The colored lady finished fixing her hair and had begun applying lipstick when the sound of a vehicle pulling up could be heard.
"Dats dem," said Ginnie Mae. "Go talk to Ora Lee, girl. Maybe I'll be seein' more o' you tonight. If not, I knows I be seein' you agin. Nice meetin' you, Neesha."
"Yeah..." Taneesha stammered, rising to her feet and hurrying to the door.
Mister Ellsworth's blue pickup truck was in the driveway. The black teenager had just stepped onto the porch when she heard the motor stop and saw the headlights go off. Ora Lee climbed out of the cab and saw her.
"Neesha!" she called happily. "I's glad to see you!"
"Hi, Ora," Taneesha replied. "I jus' came by to see if you's home."
"Been here long?" asked Ora Lee.
"A while," replied the colored girl. "I was jus' inside talkin' to your aunt Ginnie. She's a nice lady."
"Yes, she is," said the big black girl. "I's glad you like her."
The driver door closed and a tall white man with graying hair appeared walking around the front of the truck.
"Hi there," he said. "You've got to be Neesha."
"Yes, sir," replied Taneesha shyly.
"An dis be, Mister Ellsworth," Ora Lee said proudly.
"Pleased to meet you, sir," Taneesha said, still bashful.
"Well, I'm glad to meet you, too, Neesha," smiled the white man. "Ora Lee's told me all about you."
"Thank you, sir," Taneesha blushed as she thought of the things her friend could have told him.
"I'm goin' on in, Ora," announced Mister Ellsworth as he opened the porch door and went inside.
"I shoulda checked wit' you 'fore comin' over here," the young negro said apologetically. "I din't know you was havin' company."
"Dat's okay, Neesha," Ora Lee assured her. "You kin come in agin if'n you want. I knows daddy ain't be mindin' dat at all."
"Ginnie was sayin' how you brought Mister E home wit' you," replied Taneesha. "An' how she started servin' him wit' you. I don't wanna get in da way o' what you had planned."
"She did?" smiled the big black girl. "What you think o' dat? I 'member you likin' hearin' 'bout me an daddy."
"I liked it," blushed Taneesha. "It got me kinda excited."
"I's glad, girl," Ora Lee said. "I bet she liked tellin' you. Aunt Ginnie ain't like no reg'lar aunt."
"I guess not," agreed the teenaged negro. "An' yo' daddy ain't like no reg'lar daddy, neither."
"No he ain't," replied Ora Lee. "Do you like him?"
"Uh huh," Taneesha blushed even harder. "I keep thinkin' 'bout you helpin' him like you do. An' I wish was doin' it, too."
"Well, you kin come in," Ora Lee told her. "I kin tell by how daddy be lookin' at you dat he be likin' what he sees. You kin jus' watch if'n you want. You ain't gotta do nothin' else 'less you want to. Daddy ain't like some boy dat can't control hisself. He's a good man."
Taneesha thought about it. The idea of seeing Ora Lee and Ginnie Mae serving Mister Ellsworth was getting her excited. It was like she'd have the chance to see one of her masturbation fantasies happen in person. Ultimately she trusted her friend and it was just too tempting. She couldn't turn down the opportunity.
"'kay," agreed the colored girl at last.
"Let's go in, den," Ora Lee said.
The two black teenagers went back into the house. Ora Lee stopped in the kitchen and undressed.
"I always git naked fo' daddy," she explained.
The negro teen followed her friend into the living room and saw Mister Ellsworth seated in the big easy chair. Ginnie Mae kneeled on the floor in front of him. She was completely nude.
"So you back?" smiled the older negress. "Good!"
"Uh huh," replied Taneesha, still bashful.
Ora Lee knelt next to Ginnie Mae.
"It be okay fo' Neesha to stay, ain't it, daddy?" asked Ora Lee. "She's a real good friend an' I be tellin' her how Ginnie an' me be servin' you."
"That's fine, Ora," said Mister Ellsworth, his eyes on Taneesha. "Your friend can stay."
Taneesha tried not to stare wide eyed at the scene in front of her. Ora Lee and her aunt both naked and on their knees in front of the handsome white man with graying hair. It seemed more than a little surreal for the black teenager. And it was also more than a little arousing for her.
"Ora tells me you all went to a party last weekend," Mister Ellsworth said conversationally. "I understand you were the guest of honor."
"Yes...," Taneesha blushed and bowed her head.
"Why don't you tell me about it?" asked the white man.
"Well, I got all dressed up nice 'cause I didn't know what was gonna happen," started Taneesha. "It was jus' me an' Ora an' our friends Donna an' Vonna along with a bunch of white girls from da school. I had to answer a bunch of questions. It was real embarrassin'..."
"What kind of things did they want to know?" queried Mister Ellsworth.
"Lots of personal stuff," answered Taneesha. "Like if I was still a virgin an' what I ever done with a boy. An' den what I ever done with a girl."
"And what did you tell them?" he asked.
"Jus' how I messed around with some boy at my old school," she replied. "An' how a girl once... did stuff wit' me."
"I see," Mister Ellsworth said. "I guess that was my Ora, wasn't it?"
The black teenager blushed hard. She was very embarrassed at revealing all these intimate details, but at the same time she could feel her excitement growing.
"I hope you ain't mindin' I tol' daddy 'bout dat, Neesha," said Ora. "I tell daddy everythin'."
Taneesha remembered Ebony telling her about Ora Lee stroking Mister Ellsworth off in the manager's office at the Burger Barn while telling him about her day's sexual adventures. The colored teen wondered if the big black girl had jerked him off while telling him about how she'd eaten her young friend's pussy.
"Well, I didn't want to interrupt," said Mister Ellsworth. "What else happened at the party?"
"Well..." Taneesha started. "Dey made me get naked for dem. I was real embarrassed den. I had to show dem everythin'."
"How did you feel about that?" asked the white man. "Just embarrassed?"
"Uh..." replied Taneesha. "Well... At first it was jus' embarrassin'. But dey was so nice. An' dey said I's pretty. So I kinda liked it."
"Did it excite you?" he wanted to know.
Taneesha nodded, red faced, remembering just how aroused she'd been as she displayed her naked body for her classmates.
"Good," said Mister Ellsworth pausing for a few seconds. "I'd like to see your body, too. I bet you're quite a pretty girl. Would you like to show me?"
The colored teen could feel butterflies in her stomach, but her pussy throbbing. She did want to show him. But she couldn't do more than just nod in response to his question.
"Would you like Ora Lee to help you?" he asked.
Taneesha nodded again. Even though this gathering was much smaller than the party had been and Ora Lee and Ginnie Mae were already naked, she was even more bashful about the idea of stripping. The white girls were her classmates and besides, they were girls. Mister Ellsworth was a grown man old enough to be her own father. The idea of showing her body off to him excited her even more.
"Go help your friend, girl," Mister Ellsworth instructed Ora Lee.
"Yes, sir," said Ora Lee.
The big black girl stood up and walked to the colored teenager. She smiled warmly at her.
"You sho' you wanna show off fo' daddy?" whispered Ora Lee. "You ain't gotta do it. He ain't gonna make you or nothin'."
"Uh huh," replied Taneesha, her heart pounding. "I want to."
"'kay," said the big black girl.
Ora Lee got behind Taneesha and lifted the negro's tee shirt over her head. Mister Ellsworth was drinking in the vision of her pudgy brown body.
"You wanna use my mouf, sir?" asked Ginnie Mae. "Please, let me suck you, daddy. I do it nice an' slow while you look at Ora's pretty friend."
Mister Ellsworth said nothing. He simply raised himself up so that the negress could get his pants down. Taneesha's eyes widened when she saw how hard and thick the white man's cock was. Ginnie Mae wrapped her lips around his member and quietly slurped on it, her head slowly bobbing up and down.
Taneesha stood still as Ora Lee unclasped her bra and took it off her. The negro girl's full brown breasts were now exposed to the white man's gaze. He licked his lips and she involuntarily squeezed her thighs together. She looked down and saw her nipples were hard.
"Ain't she pretty, daddy?" asked Ora Lee. "She got such nice big titties. I bet you like 'em, don't you?"
"Oh, yes," answered the white man huskily. "Very pretty. Touch them for me, Ora."
"Yes, sir," replied Ora Lee.
Taneesha felt the big black girl's hands reach around and grab her breasts and squeeze them. She gasped at Ora Lee's touch.
"Like that, daddy?" asked the big black girl in a little girl voice.
"Yeah," murmured Mister Ellsworth. "Now take her pants down."
"Yes, daddy," Ora Lee responded.
The teenager felt her clit rubbing against her panties as it had completely popped out. She stood there blushing as her friend unfastened her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. Immediately, she pulled her panties down, too. Taneesha could feel the breeze on her exposed sex.
"Turn around, Neesha," instructed Mister Ellsworth. "Bend over. Let me see your fine booty."
Taneesha slowly shuffled her feet until she faced away from the white man and bent over. It was embarrassing and exciting at the same time. She could tell her pussy was soaked. Her scent was unmistakable.
"Very nice!" exclaimed the white man. "Help her get them pants off, Ora."
Ora Lee held Taneesha's jeans steady while the colored girl stepped out of them, now completely naked.
"Turn back around, girl," instructed Mister Ellsworth. "Let's have a good look at you."
The negro girl slowly faced the white man. Remembering her experience with the girls at the party, she put her hands behind her head and stood with her legs apart.
"What a good girl!" he said happily. "You do know how to display yourself properly."
"Thank you, sir," she replied.
Taneesha could feel herself getting into the same space as the party. Being obedient and respectful seemed natural to her and it got her so excited that her legs were trembling. She looked straight ahead, but could still see Ginnie Mae's head going up and down on Mister Ellsworth's cock.
"Why don't you give your friend a nice kiss, Ora," the white man told her.
Ora Lee stood next to Taneesha and turned the negro teen to face her. The big black girl closed her eyes and kissed her on the lips. Then again. The younger girl felt her friend's arms go around her as her tongue probed her mouth.
It seemed strange to Taneesha to be kissing another girl, but Ora Lee's lips were soft and full and felt so good. Plus, she knew that her friend's "daddy" was thoroughly enjoying the scene.
"Kin I suck her titties, daddy?" asked Ora Lee.
"Go ahead, girl," he answered approvingly. "I think she'd like that. Wouldn't you?"
Taneesha nodded as Ora Lee bent over and started licking her nipple. After a few seconds the big black girl gently sucked it into her mouth, her tongue still working the hard brown nub. The colored teen couldn't keep her hands in position behind her head and lowered them to rest on her friend's shoulders. She squeezed her thighs rhythmically.
"Feels good, don't it, Neesha?" Ora Lee smiled at her. "You wants me to lick yo' cat, don't you?"
"Uh huh," whimpered Taneesha.
"Lay yo'self down on da rug, girl," instructed the big black girl. "I be takin' care o' you."
Taneesha lay on the floor on her back and opened her legs.
"Kin I lick Neesha's cat, daddy?" asked Ora Lee, like a little girl asking if she could pet a kitty.
"Yeah, girl," rasped Mister Ellsworth, his eyes riveted on the scene before him.
Ginnie Mae continued servicing the white man while Ora Lee crawled between Taneesha's legs and started lapping away at the teenager's vagina. As soon as she felt the big black girl's tongue on her clit she exploded.
"Ah!" squealed Taneesha. "Ahhh!"
Taneesha was surprised by the suddenness and power of her orgasm. Ora Lee shoved her tongue in her friend's pussy hole and kept fucking her with it as she climaxed.
"Oh..." sighed Mister Ellsworth. "Yes..."
Gradually Taneesha calmed down and opened her eyes. Ginnie Mae was licking and kissing the white man's cock, now flaccid and glistening. Ora Lee smiled at her from between her legs.
Now that her excitement was fading Taneesha realized what had just happened. The intimate act between Ora Lee and herself had been used by the white man to stimulate his own lust. The black teenager's orgasm had literally been the floor show for him. The thought humiliated her. But, it also renewed her arousal. She felt like a slut, but it felt good.
Mister Ellsworth stood and the older negress pulled his pants up while she kneeled in front of him. She fastened his pants and buckled his belt. He patted her on the head.
"Good girl, Ginnie," he praised her.
"Thank you, daddy," she replied softly.
The white man turned his gaze to the colored teenager laying on the floor, her legs still splayed obscenely.
"And how do you feel, Taneesha?" he asked.
Taneesha was overcome with the feeling that she was watching the whole scene from the outside, almost as if it wasn't really her naked body spread out on the rug.
"Good... I feels good..., daddy," she heard herself say.
Mister Ellsworth smiled down at her. Clearly, he liked hearing that from her, thought Taneesha.
"I'm glad to hear that, Neesha," he replied. "You're a sweet girl. But, I think you know what else that makes you, don't you?"
"Yes, daddy," Taneesha told him, smiling bashfully. "A nigger."
"That's right, girl," he told her, looking down at her from where he stood. "And, I'm sure Ora's told you that the 'daddy' stuff is just between us here. People... wouldn't understand."
"Yes, sir," replied the colored girl. "I ain't gonna tell nobody."
Taneesha got to her feet. She had to stand on her toes to kiss him on the cheek. Ora Lee stood on the other side of him and kissed his other cheek.
"Thank you fo' usin' us, daddy," said the big black girl gratefully.
"My pleasure, girls," he said. "I've got to get home now, though. I'll see you tomorrow Ora. Don't you be a stranger, Neesha. You're a fine girl and you sure know how to please a man."
Taneesha smiled bashfully and looked at the floor. Mister Ellsworth reached out and rubbed her on the head as he had Ginnie Mae. He let his hand drop and brush over her breasts.
"Ahhh," he sighed. "Such a sweet pretty girl."
Mister Ellsworth turned and headed for the door. He climbed into his truck as Taneesha, Ora Lee, and Ginnie Mae all stood naked, watching through the screen door. In a minute, he was gone.
"You done good, Neesha," Ginnie Mae told her. "I kin tell daddy likes you alot already. He's a good man an' he 'preciates a sweet nigga girl like you. I's glad you come by tonight."
"Me, too," blushed Taneesha.
Ora Lee helped her friend dress. Taneesha started heading home and waved goodbye to the big black girl who was standing behind the screen door, her breasts jiggling with the motion of her arm, her bright smile clearly visible in the dark.
Taneesha found Bernadine tidying up the kitchen when she got home. In a strange way, the teenager felt a strange kinship with her mother. Both had been used for the amusement of white people, though she didn't think the older woman had enjoyed it the way her daughter had.
"Where've you been, Neesha?" asked Bernadine. "I didn't even know you'd gone out."
"I was at Ora's house," replied Taneesha. "I met her aunt Ginnie Mae. She's a real nice lady. Mister Ellsworth stopped by, too."
"Well, I wish you'd say something before you go out like that," her mother admonished her. "Not everyone around here is so friendly. At least that Ellsworth man seems decent enough. I don't know how Ebony would be able to go to Smithmore without that job he gave her. I hope you've thanked him for that."
"Yes, mama," answered Taneesha. "I sho' did."
Bernadine started to say something, but stopped short. Probably to correct her grammar, thought the black teenager.
"Good night, Neesha," she said finally.
"Night, mama," replied her daughter.
Ebony was already sleeping when Taneesha got into bed. She lay awake in the dark reflecting on the evening's events. She'd surprised herself by how easily she slipped into the role of devoted servant and also by how much pleasure she got from it. She finally drifted off to sleep imagining herself on her knees alongside Ora Lee and Ginnie Mae, happily serving their white daddy.
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