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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
Even after she was much too old for a babysitter, Mary's parents still felt more comfortable with Jocelyn looking after things when they were out for extended times. Unbeknownst to them, however, Mary had the run of the place during their absence.
The black girl worked as a waitress in a diner during the day since she'd gotten out of high school. She was more than happy to come by the white family's house when they asked her to.
Mary knew there'd be no problem having some time with Bobby, her new boyfriend, with the house to herself that night. Jocelyn certainly wouldn't say anything to her parents if she instructed her not to.
The young colored woman sat on the couch watching TV, the supper dishes long since washed and put away. Sounds of teenage passion were coming from Mary's bedroom where she'd spent the past hour and a half with Bobby.
Bobby was a senior while Mary was only a sophomore but that didn't stop him from coming on strong with her. It was all she could do to keep his busy hands at bay as he tried unsuccessfully to feel her up a few times and once tried to slip his hands down her jeans.
"Bobby!" Mary protested, "stop that! I told you before I'd make out with you, but that's all! I'm not going to get a reputation as a slut!"
"C'mon, Mary," pleaded the horny boy, "just one feel! I ain't gonna tell anyone. Nobody's gonna know!"
"No!" she said, pushing his hands away again. "Maybe later on. Maybe if we're really going out and not just fooling around. Not now."
"Look, Mary," he said evenly, "I could have gone over to a bunch of other girls' houses tonight. You're not the only one who's parents aren't home. I chose you. I hope I didn't make a mistake comin' here. I didn't think you were just a tease. I don't wanna just go home with blue balls and jack off."
"Ok, Bobby, stop whining," Mary sighed. "Tell you what. You can use my nigger's vagina if you want. But that's all you're getting!"
"Huh?" Bobby sounded puzzled.
"You saw her out there," said Mary. "You want her or not? Like I say that's all you're getting here tonight. I know it sounds corny, but I'm saving myself for marriage. And I'm certainly not going to do very much with some guy who just came over to my house!"
"You mean that black chick in the living room?" asked Bobby.
"Yes!" Mary said with a hint of exasperation. "That 'black chick' is my nigger. She'll do what I say. Do you want to use her or don't you?"
Bobby's cock wasn't going to be too particular at this point. His hormones were raging and so was his hard on.
"Yeah, ok," he said.
"Jocelyn!" called Mary. "Get in here!"
In less than half a minute there was a knock on the door.
"Miz Mary?" said the black girl through the door. "You call me, ma'am?"
"Of course I called you, you dumb nigger," the white girl answered impatiently. "Get your black ass in here."
The door opened into the darkened bedroom. Light from the hallway streamed in. Jocelyn stood in the doorway.
"Bobby's all horny," she explained. "I told him he could use your vagina to get himself off. Strip and bend over for him."
Jocelyn was shocked to hear this order. Mary had felt free to order her around for a long time now, but she'd never told her to do anything like this. The negro girl had been so busy serving others, she'd never actually had a boyfriend or any kind of sex before. She'd fantasized about it, of course, but never acted on it.
In fact, she'd fantasized about more than one of Mary's boyfriends. She'd rub herself while imagining them doing to her the things she saw them doing to the white girl. Kissing, groping, fondling. The only difference in her thoughts was that it was her and not Mary receiving the attention.
The idea that Mary would want her to give herself to some white boy she'd brought home shamed her, though. To have to just let him use her like a sex toy was the most humiliating thing her teenaged mistress had ever told her to do. But still it gave her a tingling sensation in her pussy. The colored girl could feel the dampness between her legs growing.
"Ma'am?" she asked, not sure she'd really heard right.
"So now you're deaf and dumb?" Mary didn't want Bobby to lose interest, though had she looked at his crotch, she'd realize there was nothing to worry about there.
"I said strip and bend over, nigger," the white girl stated plainly. "I told Bobby he could use your vagina, so get with it."
"Yes'm, Miz Mary," said the negress softly.
Unaccustomed to her mistress speaking so harshly to her, Jocelyn could feel her heart pounding as she pulled off the tee shirt she was wearing. She unfastened her jeans, let them drop, and stepped out of them. The colored girl felt another flush of embarrassment and hesitated before she continued. But Mary wanted her naked, so she unclasped her bra in the front and opened it up. She had nice large breasts even then, her thick dark nipples stood hard and erect.
Bobby watched, transfixed by the sight of the black woman submissively undressing at the instruction of her teenage mistress. His cock strained in his pants.
Jocelyn pulled down her panties and stepped out of them, leaving her completely nude. She had a thick bush of curly black pubic hair and her scent was suddenly evident to all.
"Damn, girl!" said Mary. "You are a slutty nigger! It sure didn't take much convincing to get you out of your clothes!"
The black girl blushed and looked at the floor. Standing there totally naked and exposed in front of the two clothed white teenagers made her feel like a slut, a sexual being, an object, a toy for them to play with. Her pussy was on fire now.
"Well?" the white teenager went on. "Go bend over the bed! Make yourself available for use. Now!"
"Yes'm," the colored girl said so quietly that she was almost inaudible.
Jocelyn walked over to the bed and bent over, spreading her legs so as to give the white boy access to her vagina. She stayed that way, awaiting use.
"There you go, Bobby," said Mary. "Use her. That's what she's for. Don't want to send you home with blue balls, after all."
Bobby didn't need to be told twice. He didn't even bother to undress. He just stepped behind the presenting negress and dropped his pants. He guided his cock up to her pussy and started pushing in until he met some resistance from the colored girl's hymen.
"Damn, Mary!" he exclaimed. "She's tight! I think her cherry's still there! You a virgin?"
Jocelyn started to answer, but Mary cut her off.
"I dunno," said Mary. "And don't talk to the nigger, Bobby. Just use her. If you want to put your dick in her you'll just have to pop her fucking cherry. If it's in the way, just do it. Jesus!"
The black girl was totally humiliated by this objectification. She was to be used like a fuck toy, all right. That she was giving her virginity up for it didn't matter to the white couple other than the inconvenience it caused them. The way they talked about her as if she wasn't really there or at least wasn't really a woman worthy of their consideration shamed her deeply. And it left her pussy dripping wet.
Jocelyn felt a sharp sudden pain as the white boy's dick pushed inside her without further hesitation. The black girl's virginity was taken roughly from her as Bobby pounded his cock into her. The pain gradually subsided and feelings of pleasure began to replace them. But as she felt the initial stirrings of her orgasm, he ejaculated in her vagina.
"Ugh... Uh... Fuck..." he intoned as he spasmed up against the young negro woman. His lust abated, he quickly withdrew and started to pull up his pants.
Mary had been watching intently from where she sat on the floor. Her hand had found its way between her legs and she pressed her clit through her jeans while Bobby deflowered her black servant.
"Wait," said the white girl. "Clean him off, nigger. You're not through yet."
Jocelyn heard her mistress's command and shook off the feeling of mounting excitement that had been cut short by Bobby's quick climax. She straightened up and felt the wet mixture of blood, semen, and her own vaginal juices running down the insides of her legs. She looked around for something to wipe the white boy's cock off with.
"What are you looking for, girl?" asked Mary as she continued to rub herself. "Use your fucking mouth, dumb nigger. Clean him up good."
The colored girl could tell that her mistress was very aroused by this display as well as the white girl's exercise of power over her servant. Never had she spoken to her so crudely or demeaningly. She was lost in it herself, though, and didn't hesitate to drop to her knees and take the white boy's cock into her mouth. She sucked it and licked it clean, the taste of the combination of bodily fluids filling her senses. Her pussy was still throbbing.
His dick now cleaned off, Bobby pulled up his pants and refastened them.
"Satisfied, Bobby?" asked Mary. "Did you like my nigger's vagina? Blue balls all cured?"
"Er, yeah," said the white boy, his hormones now quiet. "Yeah, she was great."
"Good," said the white girl. "You better go now, my parents might be here any minute."
"Ok, Mary," he said. "Thanks. I'll see you around, k?"
"Yep, I'll see you 'round," replied Mary as she stood up.
Bobby turned and walked out of the room. The sound of the front door closing was heard shortly thereafter. Mary looked at Jocelyn and began to take off her jeans. Soon naked from the waist down, the white girl layed in her bed.
"Fuck, I'm so turned on," said Mary huskily, her hand going back between her legs. "That was so hot! How was his dick? Did it hurt much?"
"It was ok, ma'am," Jocelyn replied, trying to avoid looking at her mistress's nakedness. "It only hurt a little at first."
"Come here, girl," said the white girl with lust in her voice. "I want you to eat me. Lick my coochie. Get me off."
"Ma'am?" the black girl wasn't sure she'd heard right.
"You heard me," Mary went on. "Eat me, nigger."
"I ain't never done nothin' like that!" the negress protested. "I don't know how."
"I'm not asking you!" the white girl exclaimed. "I'm telling you! Get over here and eat my pussy now!"
Jocelyn got up on the bed and crawled between her mistress's thighs. Her pussy was pink and swollen and glistened with moisture. Her fine brown pubic hair was all above her slit so the negress could see her coochie clearly.
Tentatively at first, the black girl touched her tongue to the white girl's lips. They were warm and soft and wet, slightly salty, somewhat musky to the taste. But the taste was good, thought Jocelyn. She licked harder, like a cat cleaning itself. Mary moaned with pleasure.
"Yeah, girl," the white girl cooed, her eyes closed, "that's the way. That feels so good."
Encouraged, Jocelyn licked with more vigor. She pressed her tongue down into the pink slit, eliciting a gasp followed by a loud moan from her mistress. Finding her clit poking out, the black girl took it between her lips and sucked gently on it. She flicked her tongue across it as she held it in her mouth and was rewarded with the white girl's squeezing her head between her thighs.
The negress resumed lapping the white girl's pink pussy, occasionally thrusting her tongue into her virgin hole. Mary bucked her hips and humped against Jocelyn's face faster and faster. She was in a near frenzy when she finally came.
"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, yes!" she cried out. "Lick me! Lick me you fuckin' nigger! Lick my pussy!"
Even though her tongue and jaw were aching by now, Jocelyn didn't let up until she felt Mary relax and release her grip on her head.
"Oh...." she sighed. "Good girl. Good nigger. That's the way..."
The black girl finally gave the white teen one last wet kiss on the lips. In spite of not cumming herself, she felt satisfied and pleased with herself knowing she had served her mistress well.
"Mmmm..." murmured Mary, now drifting off to sleep.
Jocelyn pulled the covers up, tucking the white girl in bed. She gathered her clothes and dressed. She washed up and was back on the couch with the TV on when Mary's parents returned.
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