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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 end of the school day was at hand and Taneesha was making her way out towards where the buses parked to take students home. She'd been looking forward to seeing Bernadine at the school on her first day of teaching, but the colored girl's mother had left early, leaving her a little disappointed.
Before she could get to the door, Stuart approached her and began walking with her.
"You don't have to go home on the bus, girl," he told her. "I'll give you a ride."
"Is we goin' to yo' house?" Taneesha asked expectantly.
The memory of her last visit to Stuart's house was vivid in her mind. The idea of being alone with the white boy had her tingling with excitement already.
"Uh, no," replied Stuart. "My mom's got folks over... I was talkin' about goin' to your house. I want to be alone with you, Neesha."
Taneesha blushed. She knew exactly what Stuart wanted to do while he was alone with her and she wanted it as much as he did. They hadn't had so many opportunities since her mother had stopped working at the lawyer's office and was home most of the time.
"If my mama ain't dere, you kin do what you want, suh," Taneesha said. "If she is, we kin go somewheres else. Ain't no matter to me. I's ready to be goin' anywheres an' be doin' anythin' wit' you."
The colored girl could see the effect her words were having on the white boy. He looked around quickly before reaching into his jeans and adjusting his hardening dick.
"Jesus, Neesha," he said in a hushed tone, "you're gettin' me all worked up!"
"Ain't dat what I's fo'?" Taneesha smiled.
They continued on their way through the emptying corridors. Chatting with him at lunch along with her friends was nice enough, but walking out of the school with him, just the two of them, was different. Anyone who looked could see they were together.
Taneesha saw Ebony and Ora Lee standing in front of the school building, waiting for their ride to work. She thought about waving, but she knew how her sister felt about Stuart. So she just waited for him to get in the car and open the door for her.
She sat quietly as they drove to her house. Taneesha was relieved to see no cars in the driveway when they arrived. She and Stuart would have the place to themselves.
"Get your clothes off, Neesha," ordered Stuart as he shut off the motor.
"Yes, suh," Taneesha replied. "I be gettin' naked fo' you right away when we's inside."
"No, I mean right now," he corrected her. "Do it."
The excitement Taneesha felt was electric. Being naked around Stuart while he was still dressed always turned the colored girl on. It felt so naughty. But, getting undressed in the car and walking in the house that way was doubly so.
Taneesha was a little nervous that the neighbors might see, but she didn't even look to see if anyone was around. She pulled her tee shirt up over her head and took off her bra. Stuart's eyes went straight for the teenager's bare breasts. The negro basked in his attention before unfastening her jeans.
Lifting herself up off the car seat, Taneesha managed to pull her pants and panties down far enough to bare her thick black ass. She could feel the cloth upholstery on her naked backside. The colored girl worked the jeans over her knees and down to her ankles. There wasn't room enough in the car for her to bend over and get them all the way off. Stuart hopped out of the car and came around to the side and opened her door.
"Come on out, girl," he instructed her.
The chubby teen swung her legs around so she could put her feet on the gravel driveway. Taneesha bent forward to hold her jeans still while she lifted her feet out of them. She felt Stuart's hand on her shoulder.
"I changed my mind," he told her. "Go in the house like that."
"You mean wit' my pants down like dis?" she asked. "I can't hardly walk dis way!"
"Is that a problem?" Stuart replied.
"No, suh," said Taneesha, blushing hotly. "Ain't no problem. If'n you want me butt naked an' shufflin' along wit' my pants down to my ankles, den dat's I gon' be doin' fo' you."
"Good!" said Stuart, pleased. "I ain't in no hurry. Get shufflin', nigger."
This had to be the most humiliating thing Stuart had ever had her do. At least, it was the most public. Taneesha's pussy was gushing. Showing the white boy that she'd do anything to please him gave her a warm feeling. So did seeing the large bulge in his jeans.
Walking with her pants around her ankles proved to be very awkward. Taneesha started off walking too fast and would have fallen if Stuart hadn't caught her. Feeling his hands on her bare flesh had her trembling with arousal. The afternoon sun was hot on her dark skin.
Slowly, Taneesha shuffled along in the gravel until she finally got to the steps up to the kitchen door. The stairs were definitely a trial, but she managed to get up them and opened the door. Stuart remained behind, standing in the driveway, enjoying the view of the teenager's humiliation. Only once the door was open, did he climb the stairs.
Taneesha waited on the threshold and allowed Stuart to enter first. Even with the door closed behind them, the excitement of doing something nasty persisted. Her nakedness in the familiar surroundings of the family kitchen only added to her heightened awareness of the situation. Not to mention the fear of discovery. No one was home, but that could change in an instant.
Stuart turned around and faced her. He reached out and roughly groped Taneesha's bare breasts. Her nipples hardened and her breathing quickened. The white boy pushed his hand between the negro's thighs. She could feel how slick she was and her scent was strong in the room.
"On your knees, Neesha," instructed Stuart. "Suck on me."
The colored girl carefully got to her knees in front of him. Taneesha unbuckled Stuart's belt and pulled his jeans down. His dick was rock hard and the head was purple. Pre cum drooled from the tip of his cock. The negro teen looked up at him and grinned bashfully before turning her attention to the matter at hand.
Taneesha wrapped her chubby hand around Stuart's throbbing dick and squeezed it while she gazed up at him. A long strand of thick clear liquid dripped down from his cock. She leaned forward and kissed it. The pre cum stuck to her lips.
"Suck it," he commanded huskily.
The black school girl licked her lips and took the white boy's cock into her mouth. Stuart moaned as Taneesha bobbed her head up and down on his erect member.
Behind her, Taneesha heard the latch of the kitchen door rattle immediately followed by the sound of the door opening. She froze in place. The sunlight streamed in through the open door.
"Oops!" Jolene's voice filled the kitchen. "Afternoon, Massa Stuart. I's sorry to come bargin' in on you while you busy wit' yo' nigga. Pardon me, suh. I jus' be goin' back outside 'til you's done wit' her."
"You ain't gotta go, Lena," Stuart told her. "Get them clothes off. I wouldn't mind gettin' some of what you got, too. You don't mind if she stays, do you, Neesha?"
"Mmmff, mmmff," replied Taneesha, shaking her head with her mouth full of his cock.
"You want some o' dis, suh?" said Jolene playfully. "I gots plenty fo' you."
Taneesha heard clothing hitting the floor and knew that her aunt was going to join in. Slowly, she resumed her attentions to Stuart's still hard cock.
The teenager was again startled by footsteps and the sound of the door closing. She looked back over her shoulder to see Henrietta standing there in her maid's uniform. Jolene stood beside her, still taking her bra off, but otherwise naked. Obviously, her aunt and grandmother were back from work at the Walker place.
"Massa Stuart!" cried Henrietta. "I's glad you come a callin', suh. We's happy to have you. I hope we ain't intrudin' on you an' yo' girl."
"No, Etta," replied Stuart. "You an' Lena can watch... I don't mind."
"Git back to work on da Massa's dick, Neesha," Henrietta told her. "When you gots a white man's cock in yo' mouf, you don't be takin' it out 'less he say so."
Taneesha turned back to the white boy's cock and slurped it back between her thick negro lips. Stuart placed his hand on the back of her head and pushed his dick further into her mouth. The colored girl gagged on it and sputtered quietly.
"Dat's it, sweetheart," Henrietta told her. "Take Massa's dick. Jus' relax. Like you was yawnin'. Take all you kin, baby girl. Dat's da way. Make him feel good."
Taneesha followed her grandmother's advice and managed to take most of Stuart's dick into her throat before she gagged again. The white boy started to pull back.
"She be okay, suh, don't you worry none," Henrietta assured Stuart. "You jus' go 'head an' do yo' bidness in her mouf. She gots to learn how to take a white man's dick like a good nigga. Ain't dat right, Neesha."
"Mmmff, mmmff," nodded Taneesha.
"Is she doin' a good job fo' you, boss?" asked Henrietta. "She wants to be pleasin' fo' you."
"Get your clothes off, Etta," ordered Stuart. "I like seein' you naked."
"Yes, suh, boss," replied the old colored lady. "I do like you say."
Henrietta turned her back towards Jolene.
"Unzip yo' mama, girl," she said impatiently. "Don't keep Massa waitin'."
"Damn, mama!" laughed Jolene. "You jus' can't wait to be showin' yo' stuff off."
"Massa wants to see, Lena!" Henrietta insisted. "An' I aims to show him! Now, unhook mama's bra."
Hearing Henrietta so eager to comply with Stuart's wishes had Taneesha feeling lucky to be the one with his cock in her mouth. The idea that she was basically an object for his pleasure while he enjoyed her aunt and grandmother's charms was surprisingly arousing for her. She continued sucking noisily on the white boy's dick.
"I likes you, Massa Stuart," Jolene told him. "Most white boys happy to fuck a nigga, but rather be lookin' at some white girl wit' perky li'l titties. But you like 'em big an' black, ain't dat right, suh?"
"Yeah," replied Stuart huskily.
"You like a colored girl wit' big nigga udders like dese," Jolene went on.
Jolene had her hands holding her heavy breasts up in front of her as if she was offering them to him. Taneesha could feel Stuart thrust harder into her mouth. Clearly her aunt's words were having the desired effect on him. Henrietta stepped up behind him, brushing her breasts against his back.
"Kin you feel yo' nigga mammy's udders, sugar?" cooed Henrietta. "I knows you like 'em. Dey be yours, suh. Dis nigga be yours. Jus' like my baby dere, showin' her stuff off fo' you be yours. An my gran'baby, down dere suckin' yo' dick be yours. We yo' niggas, boss. You kin use us how you likes. We gon' do like you say. Dat's what we fo'."
"I wanna see you an' Lena makin' out, Etta," Stuart told him. "That's what I want."
"Wha's dat, Massa?" Henrietta replied in a sultry voice. "You wanna watch me kissin' an' feelin on my baby girl? You wanna watch me an' my daughter puttin' on a show fo' you while you usin' my gran'baby's mouf fo' relief? If dat's what you wants den dat's what we gonna do."
"I sure do," responded Stuart. "Get on with it. I ain't gonna last much longer in Neesha's mouth."
Taneesha continued slurping away on Stuart's cock while Henrietta came around from behind him. She went right up to Jolene and planted her lips on her daughter's mouth. The two negro women probed each other's mouths with their tongues in an effort to please the white boy. He reacted by pumping his dick further into the colored school girl's throat.
"You sho' like makin' niggas git nasty, suh!" exclaimed Jolene after she broke off the wet passionate kiss she was sharing with Henrietta.. "You like 'em doin' shit dat no white woman be doin'. Gittin' nasty wit' my own mama while you fuck my li'l niece's face. Only a nigga be doin' dat, boss. Only a nigga be likin' it."
Jolene reached out and lifted Henrietta's saggy breasts. She bent down so she could suck on her mother's breasts. She kept it up for couple minutes. Stuart's eyes were glued on the pair. Taneesha sensed he was close to orgasm and bobbed her head faster.
"Do Lena's tits, Etta," gasped Stuart.
"Yes, suh, boss," replied Henrietta. "I be suckin' on my girl's udders 'til you say stop, Massa."
Henrietta looked Jolene in the eyes before putting her hands under her daughter's huge mammaries and holding them up. The old colored lady bent over and started sucking on the big black girl's nipples.
"Fuck!" exclaimed Stuart. "I'm gonna nut in a second! Fuck!"
Taneesha felt the first jet of cum blast down her throat. It was immediately followed by another and another. Stuart groaned as he ejaculated into the negro's mouth.
The colored girl tried valiantly to swallow it, but there was so much that she choked on it. Some leaked out from between her lips and drooled down off her chin, dripping onto her naked chest. Stuart's dick popped out of her mouth and three more blasts of sperm hit Taneesha in the face.
"I's sorry I ain't swallow it all, Massa," Taneesha apologized, semen dripping from her face.
"That's okay, girl," Stuart assured her. "Niggers look good with a face full of jizz."
"Thank you, suh," blushed Taneesha.
"You two clean her up," ordered Stuart. "Lick her face off Etta. Lena can do her tits."
The two negresses knelt on either side of the colored teenager. Henrietta held Taneesha's chin and turned her granddaughter's face towards her and started licking the white boy's cum off her.
Taneesha felt strange having Henrietta do what she was doing, but it was all for her master. She felt a warm tongue on he breasts and knew that Jolene was lapping semen off of her. It felt good. She knew her pussy was soaked, both from Stuart's attention and from the stimulation of feeling her grandmother and aunt licking her. She'd never felt so nasty as she did right then.
Stuart pulled up his pants while he enjoyed the show. Three generations of black women thoroughly debasing themselves for him at his order. Taneesha knew what they were doing wasn't appropriate behavior. But, it was all for her master, so that didn't matter at all. All that mattered was pleasing him however he wanted.
"That's enough," Stuart said once they'd licked the remnants of his cum from Taneesha's naked body. "Stand up, girls. Let's go upstairs so I can check you all out up close. Take Neesha's pants off, Etta. I don't want her trippin' over 'em."
"Yes, suh, boss," replied Henrietta.
Henrietta pulled the jeans that had been around Taneesha's ankles off while her granddaughter sat on the kitchen floor. The linoleum floor was cool on the teenager's naked ass. Once her pants were completely off, they got up, and joined Jolene, standing naked in the kitchen.
"Lead the way," ordered Stuart. "I wanna watch your fat black asses go up the stairs ahead of me. Lena last, 'cause she got the jiggliest ass."
Taneesha followed Henrietta up the stairs. Jolene was right behind them. Stuart waited until the three negro women were a few steps ahead of him before he started up. The white boy was relishing the moment and enjoying the view. The colored teen found herself excited by his increased confidence and the way he took control of her as well as her aunt and grandmother.
Henrietta lead the way into her room once they got upstairs. Taneesha was buzzing with excitement. Having been discovered naked on her knees sucking Stuart's cock in the kitchen had given her quite a thrill. Having her grandmother and aunt join in had intensified the feeling. And now, being marched off to be used had the teenager's pussy dripping.
"Get up on the bed, Lena," ordered Stuart. "On your back. Open up them legs."
Jolene glanced at her mother and niece for an instant before complying with Stuart's orders. Taneesha was sure she detected a hint of a smile on her aunt's face. It was more than a hint on Henrietta's. The old colored lady was positively beaming. She'd had no small part in the white boy's increased comfort and confidence in controlling her and her girls.
Taneesha watched as Jolene lifted her legs up to her chest, her pussy splayed open, completely exposed and available. She could see her aunt's puckered asshole clearly visible. The negress was displaying her body in a way she knew the white boy would appreciate.
"Is you gonna fuck dis nigga now, boss?" asked Jolene hopefully. "I's ready fo' use, suh. All my holes is ready fo' you."
"Not this time, girl," replied Stuart. "Right now, I'm gonna give Neesha a treat 'cause she's such a good nigger."
The colored girl blushed. She loved being praised by Stuart, especially there where her grandmother and aunt could hear.
"Get on up there, Neesha," he instructed her. "Get on your knees. I want you to put your cunt where Lena can get her mouth on it. I want to watch her get you off."
Taneesha blushed even harder. Including everything she'd done so far, this had to be the most embarrassing. And the absolute nastiest. Sitting on her aunt's face! Even though he said it was supposed to be a treat for her, she knew it was really a treat for him. To watch his slave brought to orgasm. It was much more for his own pleasure than hers.
For some reason, that made her want to do it even more. This was for Stuart, thought Taneesha as she climbed up beside Jolene. Her aunt looked up at her and winked.
"You jus' make yo'se'f comfy, Neesha," smiled the big black woman. "Yo' Aunt Lena's gonna take good care o' you."
Taneesha felt her face flush hot, but her pussy tingled, too. She looked up and saw Stuart watching her intently. Henrietta still had a look of proud satisfaction. The teenager knelt so that Jolene's head was between her legs, her pussy was directly over her aunt's mouth.
When she felt her aunt's soft warm tongue on her sensitive sex it sent a shudder through Taneesha's body. It was so naughty, but it felt so good. Jolene knew exactly what she was doing and was clearly experienced in giving pleasure to another woman. Seeing Stuart's and Henrietta's eyes on her made the teenager very self-conscious, but she couldn't help but react to what she was feeling.
"Go take care of Lena, Etta," ordered Stuart. "An' keep that ass of yours up an' that pussy where I can get my dick in it."
"Yes, suh, boss!" replied Henrietta eagerly.
The old negro woman got down on her hands and knees and crawled to the bed. She got up to where her head was between her daughter's legs. Taneesha's arousal increased at the sight of Henrietta's head burrowed into Jolene's crotch.
"Mmmmm," moaned Jolene into Taneesha's pussy.
The sensation was like nothing else the colored girl had ever felt and she started grinding her pussy on her aunt's face. Taneesha's head rolled back and she allowed the pleasure to surge through her body.
When Taneesha looked forward again, she could see Stuart taking his jeans off. He walked towards the bed, his erection bouncing with each step. He only took his eyes off the teenager sitting on her aunt's face for a second when he knelt behind Henrietta and stuck his cock deep into the old negress's pussy.
Stuart slammed into Henrietta so hard that it shook the bed. Taneesha could feel his thrusts delivered though her grandmother's body and into her aunt's. The white boy was literally using them all simultaneously and the school girl was loving it.
Taneesha felt her orgasm building. Her mouth shaped itself into an "o". Jolene was licking her pussy frantically and moaning loudly herself. Her aunt was close to the brink as well.
"Mmmff! Mmmmffff!" Jolene screamed into Taneesha's pussy as her climax took control of her.
The feel of Jolene's vocalizing was all it took to push Taneesha over the edge. She ground her pussy harder onto her aunt's face.
"Ahhh! Ohhhh!" cried the black teenager. "Ohhh!"
Taneesha's heart pounded in her chest and she could feel the sweat dripping off her. She got up and looked down at Jolene. Her aunt's face glistened with her pussy juice as she gasped for breath. Stuart stood up, his dick swollen.
"Get up on your back, nigger," he was ordering Henrietta. "I wanna see your face while I fuck you."
"Yes, suh, boss," replied Henrietta breathlessly.
Jolene rolled out of the way for her mother. Henrietta rose from her knees and lay down on the bed, spreading her legs obscenely. Her pussy was wet and creamy. As far as Taneesha could tell, her grandmother was a woman possessed by lust and was completely oblivious to her surroundings. All she wanted was young white dick, and she was about to get it.
"I's ready, boss," announced Henrietta. "Fuck yo' nigga, boss. Fuck you' nigga hard. Don't hold back, boss. I kin take it. Use me, Massa. Use yo' nigga's coochie. It's yo' coochie, Massa! Hurt it!"
Stuart got up between the old negress's legs and mounted her. He pounded into her soaked pussy. The bed creaked loudly. Henrietta panted with her mouth half open.
"You usin' yo' nigga so good, boss," gasped Henrietta. "You so good to dis nigga, boss. Fuckin' her so good. I's a lucky nigga fo' sho' to be gettin' used by such a fine white man."
Taneesha was mesmerized by the sight of the white boy fucking her grandmother. The contrast in color, ages, all of it, had her pussy throbbing. Next to her, Jolene was similarly transfixed.
"Oh! Oh!" cried Henrietta. "I's dere, boss! Please, suh, kin dis nigga cum? I's beggin', Massa. Kin I cum fo' you, boss? Please, Massa!"
"No!" replied Stuart breathlessly. "You wait 'til I get off, nigger."
"Mmmm..." whimpered Henrietta hoarsely. "Yes, suh, boss... Dis nigga wait 'til you say. You da boss, Massa..."
Fuck! Taneesha's hand went between her legs. Hearing Stuart totally in control of her grandmother made her pussy contract. Jolene's mouth opened in surprise.
"Take it!" Stuart growled. "Take it, nigger. Now you can cum."
Stuart ejaculated in the old negro's vagina. Henrietta's eyes were almost closed, but her mouth opened wide. She wrapped her arms around the white boy.
"Oh, lawdy!" cried Henrietta. "Oh, my!"
Henrietta opened her eyes as Stuart collapsed on top of her, still thrusting into her, emptying his seed deep inside her. The colored woman turned her head towards him.
"I's takin' it fo' you, Massa," she whispered. "Cum in dis ol' nigga's coochie. It be fo' you, boss. I's yo' nigga. You use me good, suh. Thank you so much fo' lettin' dis ol' nigga cum. It's been too long fo' me, suh. I's grateful."
Stuart stood up and drank in the scene before him. Taneesha and Jolene naked and off to one side of the bed. Henrietta on her back, legs spread, dark skin covered in a sheen of sweat, his sperm leaking out of her bare pussy.
"Neesha," said Stuart quietly. "Clean Etta up. Suck my cum out of her pussy like a good girl."
Taneesha wasn't sure she'd heard him right at first, but then knew what he expected of her. Lapping Stuart's cum out of her grandmother's pussy would definitely be embarrassing, but she wanted to please him. The act of cleaning a woman up after her master had used her was one of devotion to him, and she wanted to show him how devoted she was.
The colored girl crawled over to her grandmother and put her face between the old negress's legs. Taneesha stuck her tongue in Henrietta's creamy pussy and started lapping her master's seed up.
"What a sweet girl you is, child," sighed Henrietta.
Sucking Henrietta's pussy lips into her mouth and licking the length of her vagina, Taneesha soon had all of the semen and slime off it and down her throat. The old black woman gently humped at her granddaughter's face.
The colored teenager became absorbed in what she was doing and was determined to finish her off. Taneesha's tongue found its way to Henrietta's clit and gently played with it.
"Ohhh..." moaned Henrietta. "Oh, my..."
Henrietta humped harder and Taneesha licked faster. She sucked softly on the old woman's clit, then stuck her tongue in her pussy hole. She could feel her grandmother's thighs squeezing her head.
"Kin dis nigga cum agin, boss?" she rasped. "Please, Massa?"
"Yes, Etta," replied Stuart. "Cum for me, girl."
"Ohhh..." murmured Henrietta. "Thank you, suh... Ohhh... You too kind..."
Taneesha felt a gush of wetness and then Henrietta relaxed. She felt her grandmother's hand on her head, stroking her hair.
"What a sweet girl you is, Neesha," she sighed. "Takin' such good care o' yo' big mama."
Stuart pulled his pants on and stepped over to the bed. He leaned down and kissed Henrietta full on the lips.
"Bye, Etta," he told her. "I've got to get home."
"Goodbye, Massa Stuart," she replied. "Dis ol' nigga thanks you fo' treatin' her so good."
Jolene rose to her knees on the bed. Stuart kissed her, too.
"Bye, Lena," said Stuart. "You're a real hottie."
"Thank you, suh," blushed Jolene. "I's glad you come by."
"C'mon, Neesha," he instructed the teen.
Taneesha followed Stuart out of the room and down the stairs. He embraced her in the kitchen and gave her a kiss.
"I can't believe how great you an' your family are," Stuart told her. "I never even dreamed about anything like this could happen. I'd never have the nads to do stuff like this if it weren't for you, Neesha. I'm glad I met you."
"Thank you, Massa," replied Taneesha bashfully. "We all love servin' you. I ain't never seen big mama so happy, an' I know aunt Lena likes you alot, too."
"I'm glad they do," said Stuart. "I... Well, I'll see you in school. Bye."
Stuart walked down the steps and waved as he got into his car. He backed the red Honda out of the driveway while Taneesha stood naked in the doorway waving back.
No sooner had he left than Bernadine arrived. She looked up at the door in time to see her daughter standing there, her naked body exposed to the world. Taneesha quickly went back into the kitchen.
"Taneesha!" exclaimed Bernadine as she walked into the kitchen. "What on earth do you think you're doing! What were you doing with that boy that just left?! What did he do to you?"
Taneesha felt a panic quickly set in and she desperately reached to cover herself.
"Nothin'," she lied. "We ain't doin' nothin'."
"Nothing!" Bernadine shot back. "Please! I come home to find some white boy leaving and my little girl naked and you tell me you weren't doing nothing! What did he do to you? It's okay, Neesha. You can tell me."
"He didn't do nothin' I didn't want him to do," replied Taneesha, her hands now on her hips. "An' I ain't no li'l girl. I's a growed woman. I turned eighteen already an' I kin do what I want!"
"You let him take advantage of you?!" Bernadine was livid. "White boys only want one thing, girl. I know I've told you that. How could you allow this to happen?"
"I didn't let him do nothin'!" protested Taneesha. "I was da one doin' it! He didn't make me do nothin'. Everythin' I did, I did 'cause I wanted to."
"What the hell's all the ruckus down here?" came Jolene's voice from the stairs.
"Lena!" exclaimed Bernadine, flustered. "You was in this house an' let all this happen? What's wrong with you? Ain't you got no sense?"
Jolene came into the kitchen wearing a robe. It was obvious she had nothing on underneath. Bernadine's jaw dropped.
"What is you yappin' 'bout now, Dina?" asked Jolene.
"Lena?" Bernadine said, stunned. "Did you... How could you? My little girl..."
"Calm down, Dina," replied Jolene. "Your little girl is a growed woman, jus' like she say. An' maybe I like havin' dat young white boy all 'xcited over me, so maybe I do like he want, an' maybe I act like a good nigga fo' him. 'sides, I seen you in action, girl. Don't you forget it. You ain't got no place to talk. It sho' seem like da acorn don't fall far from da tree."
"That was different!" objected Bernadine. "You think I wanted to do that? You think I wanted to be a whore for that white man?"
"I ain't knows what you wanted, Dina," Jolene told her. "But, I knows what I seen. I seen my big sista bein' a nigga fo' da white folks. I seen her cum hard doin' it, too. I know dat coochie o' yours was beggin' fo' more."
"Where's mama?" Bernadine wanted to know. "I can't believe you'd be doin' all this right under her nose! She'd be havin' a heart attack if she knew what you done."
"I's tryin' to take me a nap!" complained Henrietta, walking into the kitchen. "Why can't you two git along?"
"While you were sleeping," started Bernadine, "Lena stood by while some white boy took advantage of my girl. She even took part in it!"
"Ain't nobody takin' advantage of nobody, Dina," explained Henrietta. "An, what makes you think I's sleepin' through it?"
"Not you, too!" exclaimed Bernadine. "You're the girl's grandmother! He's a teenager! It's not right!"
"So what?" replied Henrietta. "Dat boy ain't bad. He's a good sweet boy. He cares for Neesha. I kin tell. Neesha likes him. Lena likes him. I likes him. The rest don't matter. Why can't you see dat?"
"White boys only want one thing from black women, mama," Bernadine explained. "And you know it. They take advantage of the way this town thinks and do as they please. It isn't right."
"Maybe he do only want one thing," laughed Henrietta. "But, maybe I's happy to let him have what he wants. Maybe Neesha is, too. Ain't nobody hurtin' nobody here."
"Are you saying what they do doesn't hurt us?" asked Bernadine.
"All I's sayin' is dat dis white boy is a good boy," Henrietta told her. "He ain't hurt us none. I knows dere's white boys who ain't so good. Some is damn mean. I knows you be havin' run ins wit' some bad ones. But we ain't talkin' 'bout dem. We talkin' 'bout dis one."
"You know dat's da truth, Dina," Jolene added. "I seen you. Some o' dem mens ain't so nice. But, I knows at least one rang yo' bell, girl. An' don't get me started 'bout dat white lady you like so well. I saw how you was lookin' at her. Ain't nothin' wrong wit' dat. Dat Miz Marcy's a fine white lady."
"I couldn't help it," insisted Bernadine. "It's simple biology. Certain physical stimuli produce certain reactions. It doesn't mean I wanted it. It doesn't mean I liked it."
"I done saw you, girl!" laughed Jolene. "You was makin' eyes at dat white lady. Dat ain't no 'physical stimuli'. Dat's a horny nigga wit' eyes fo' a pretty white lady!"
"Was dat who I seen you wit' in da driveway dat time?" asked Taneesha. "Dat pretty white lady? Was dat Miz Marcy?"
"No..." replied Bernadine. "Well..., yes it was. But... I wasn't... I didn't have any choice. I did it to keep my job! You know I had to do it. You all know it."
"If you say so, Dina," sighed Henrietta. "I ain't gonna argue wit' you. Only you knows fo' sho'. But, when it come to dat white boy, Mister Stuart, well, you wrong 'bout him."
Bernadine looked from face to face of the others. Jolene, then Henrietta, and finally Taneesha.
"Is that true, Neesha?" asked Bernadine. "Does he make you happy?"
"Yes, mama," replied Taneesha. "He do."
"Then you're fortunate," said Bernadine. "Most of the white folks in this town only make me angry. They just see us as things to be used. That's what I want to protect you and Ebony from."
"I know it, mama," Taneesha assured her.
"And, you two..." Bernadine turned back to Henrietta and Jolene. "How can you stand there and tell me it's alright for you to get involved with some teenaged white boy. You're supposed to be adults! That just isn't right."
"When you gets to be my age, girl," said Henrietta, "you'll learn to 'preciate how good it feels fo' a fine young man like Mister Stuart to be seein' you is a desirable woman."
"'sides," Jolene added, "we jus' niggas. Ain't nobody 'spect nothin' diff'rent from us anyhows."
"Lena..." Bernadine shook her head.
"I's jus' yankin' yo' chain, Dina," laughed Jolene. "But, dat don't mean it ain't true."
"Alright...," said Bernadine finally. "I'm going upstairs. Call me when it's time for supper. Neesha... Please go get some clothes on."
"Yes, mama," blushed Taneesha.
Taneesha had forgotten she was still naked. She watched her mother leave the room and go up the stairs. Then she turned back to Henrietta and Jolene.
"Thanks fo' stickin' up fo' me, big mama, an' you, too Aunt Lena," she told them. "You think she un'erstan' now?"
"Dina?" Jolene shook her head. "She ain't wanna un'erstan'. She knows she ain't gonna win dis one, dat's all."
"Dat ain't right, girl," Henrietta said. "I think she be startin' to git it. Y'all ain't givin' da girl 'nough credit. She'll be okay. Now, you go do like yo' mama say an' git some clothes on!"
Taneesha found her school clothes on the floor where she'd left them earlier that afternoon and ran upstairs. It had been quite a day.
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