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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
It was early afternoon the next day when Julia walked out of her apartment building and towards the street. She was dressed in her denim skirt along with a sweater over a tee shirt. She considered going braless in order to please Danny, but she didn't want to raise her mother's suspicions.
Julia had told her mother that she was going off to study with a friend after Danny had called just after lunch. The friend was already waiting in his car on the side of the street, but they were hardly going to be studying in the conventional sense.
"Hey, Julia," said Danny as the colored girl got into the car.
"Hi, sir," she replied softly, her pussy already tingling.
The morning had gone slowly with Julia counting down the minutes until she'd see Danny again. Now that she saw him, she knew it wouldn't be long before they'd be picking things up where they left off yesterday.
"You got panties on under that?" asked Danny after pulling the car into traffic.
"Yes, sir," Julia replied. "I didn't want my mother to notice."
"That's cool," he told her. "Take 'em off."
"You mean now?" she said, startled. "In the car?"
"That's right," confirmed Danny.
"Yes, sir," agreed Julia.
Julia braced herself against the back of the seat and lifted herself up. She looked around to see the other cars and people on the sidewalk to see if any of them noticed her. Then she reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down to her knees. She had to bend down to get them over her boots and off. She sat there, blushing, with her skirt hiked up around her waist and the cotton undergarment in her hand.
Danny glanced over at Julia before putting his hand between her legs and running his finger along her slit. Her pussy was already moist and her clit was peeking out from between her swollen labia. She moaned softly when he touched her sensitive flesh.
"That doesn't hurt, does it?" asked Danny.
"Um, just a little...," Julia replied. "It's a little tender from yesterday. But, it's okay. Please don't stop touching it."
Letting her legs part further, Julia gave the white boy better access to her sore pussy. Danny worked a finger between her lips and slowly ran it up and down her gash. They were stopped at a red light so the white boy could give her better attention. The negro girl rocked as he stroked her.
The light turned green and Danny withdrew his hand so he could shift gears as he got back up to speed. Julia took this moment to marvel at what a slut she'd become. Weeks ago when he'd first started playing with her pussy in the car, she'd been unable to relax out of fear that someone would see what was going on. Now, she couldn't wait to feel his touch on her sex.
"Was that your mom who paid for the pizza last night?" asked Danny.
"No, that was my Aunt Darla," Julia informed him. "The other one was my mom."
"I hope you don't mind me sayin' it, but your aunt is hot," he said.
"You think so?" she asked. "It doesn't bother me. Actually, I kinda like hearin' it."
"Really?" he responded. "You like hearin' that? You're sure you don't mind me talkin' 'bout your aunt that way?"
"Well, for one thing, I know she'd like it," said Julia. "I think she's got a thing for white guys. Like me. And, I'm not so sure that most guys your age would think some big ol' black lady was hot. I'm glad you do."
"Are you kiddin'?" said Danny. "What guy wouldn't think she was hot? She's pretty... an' she's got really big tits. I mean the way she bent down to dig in her purse, and then handed me the money leaning forward. It was almost like she wanted me to see her boobs."
"Oh, I'm sure she did," Julia told him. "My aunt likes gettin' a reaction out of guys... It pisses my mom off when she does it, though. She's afraid Darla is a bad influence on me. She thinks I'm still all innocent an' don't know about stuff like that. If only she knew..."
"Yeah," agreed Danny. "My parents are the same way. Just 'cause I get good grades an' have a job after school, they think I don't care about girls very much. They don't know that girls are all I think about. Especially you, Julia."
"I'm glad you do," replied Julia.
Danny slipped his hand back up under Julia's skirt and rubbed on her pussy. She opened her legs further and pushed herself forward in the seat so he could get at her better. It startled her when he pulled it out and stopped the car.
"Here we are," announced Danny. "Nick's place."
They got out of the car and walked into the building. Just like last time, the muffled sounds of all the tenants' stereos and televisions filled the hallway. Danny had Julia go up the stairs first. She was a little started to feel her skirt lifted a few steps up. It was embarrassing, but she enjoyed the feeling being an object for the white boy's pleasure.
At the door to Nick's apartment, Danny fumbled in his pocket for the key. Julia got a quick thrill when she peeked at him and saw the bulge in his jeans. She wasn't the only one eagerly anticipating what was to come.
Once they got inside, Julia noted that the apartment was pretty much the same as it had been last time. A dimly lit room with an old couch covered with a blanket on the wall facing the front door. An old easy chair with the upholstery on the arms worn through. An empty wooden cable spool being used as a coffee table. A beer advertising poster with a smiling blonde woman wearing a tiny bikini was thumb tacked on the wall over the couch.
Danny closed the door and took off his coat, hanging it over a folding chair, before taking a seat on the couch. Julia took a closer look at the furniture, with the knowledge that he'd be expecting her to lie down on it soon. When she thought about it, being used in such a place was added to the humiliation. Thinking about it that way made it easier to take.
"Take off your coat and come here," ordered Danny.
Julia took her coat off and lay it over Danny's on the folding chair. She stepped over to where he was seated on the couch.
"Lift up the skirt," he instructed her.
Blushing, Julia picked up the hem of her denim skirt and held it up high enough to expose her hairless pubic mound. Danny reached out and ran the backs of his fingers across her slit. The aroma of her musk drifted up to her nostrils. She was embarrassed to know that he could probably smell her arousal, too.
"Squat so I can get at your cunt better," he ordered.
Obediently, Julia squatted down, opening her thighs. It was like her vagina was something separate from herself that Danny expected her to give him to play with. It was humiliating that she liked it so much. The white boy reached between her legs and cupped her pussy in the palm of his hand. When he pressed against it, she couldn't help but push back in an effort to increase the pleasurable pressure she felt.
"Okay, strip," commanded Danny, after withdrawing his hand from between her parted thighs.
"Yes, sir," replied Julia in a small voice.
What was it about being ordered to expose herself so matter of factly that gave her such a thrill, wondered Julia. She pulled the sweater over her head followed by the tee shirt. Tossing them on the old easy chair, she proceeded to unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She unclasped her bra before removing it and putting it with her sweater.
After stepping out of the skirt, Julia was naked except for the boots that came part way up her calf. It felt weird to be wearing outdoor footwear and nothing else. From the look on Danny's face, however, he liked the look.
"Do you want me to take the boots off, too, sir?" she asked.
"Nah, leave 'em on," he replied. "They're kinda hot. Now, put your hands behind your head and spread those legs."
"Yes, sir," said Julia.
Lacing her fingers behind her head, Julia moved her feet as far apart as she could while still retaining her balance. Danny smiled and drank in the view of the naked teenaged negro girl standing in front of him, displaying her charms for his pleasure.
"This is how I'd want slave girls to show themselves off while I was thinkin' about buyin' one," said Danny. "This way you can see everything they got."
Pleased to hear that Danny was getting into her own fantasy, Julia felt her pussy buzzing. She hoped for a long and thorough pre-sale examination.
"Turn around and bend over," ordered Danny. "I wanna check out your ass."
Turning slowly, Julia faced away from Danny. Her legs still wide apart, the colored girl bent over obediently. This was quite a humiliating position as she could feel her ass spreading. Her master would be able to see her asshole and pussy clearly. The most intimate parts of her anatomy were now completely and utterly exposed.
Danny had just started to run his finger down the crack of her ass when Julia heard a key in the lock to the front door. Startled, she froze as the door opened up and a twenty something year old white man with black hair tied in a pony tail stepped into the room. He stared at the naked negro girl being examined right in front of him.
"Oops," said the intruder.
Julia immediately stood up, placing one arm across her naked breasts and the other hand in front of her bare pussy. She was mortified to have a stranger see her in this humiliating state.
"Nick!" exclaimed Danny. "What the fuck, man?!"
"Oh, man, I'm so sorry," apologized Nick, turning around to close the door.
"You said you weren't coming back until after work!" protested Danny.
"Yeah, well...," stammered Nick. "I forgot my fuckin' wallet. I got all the way downtown before I noticed. I shoulda knocked, but..., well..., I didn't."
Unsure of what to do, Julia remained standing, trying to protect her modesty. She watched as Nick turned back around and took another look at her naked body. She was ashamed to notice her pussy tingling with excitement.
"Damn...," said Nick finally. "You didn't tell me your girlfriend was a hot black babe. Man, she's fine."
"Yeah, she sure is," replied Danny.
Julia expected Danny to tell her to get dressed or something, but instead he seemed content to leave her in this predicament. She thought about grabbing some of her clothes and making a dash for the bathroom. However, she didn't want to do something like that without asking and the surprise of the situation had rendered her speechless.
"You're a lucky man, Danny," said Nick, a touch of admiration in his voice. "I kept thinkin' you were just some high school kid who wanted to sneak off with his girlfriend for a make-out session. You know, feel her titties or finger her twat somewhere where mom and dad couldn't see. Instead, you've got this hot black babe up here naked while you're dressed and checkin' her out! I never woulda figured it."
Glancing over at Danny, Julia saw his expression change from being embarrassed at being caught in a compromising position to one of pride in response to Nick's being impressed with him. Somewhere inside her, the negro girl felt her master's pride by extension. She felt a little like a prized possession worthy of being bragged about, like a favorite slave. Her embarrassment faded as her pussy heated up.
Danny looked back at Julia, perhaps trying to read her expression to help him decide what to do next. The colored teenager had relaxed some from when Nick burst in. Now, she stood with her eyes lowered, the way a slave should be in her master's presence. She wondered how he'd handle the situation.
"Thanks, Nick," said Danny after a long pause. "I guess I should introduce you properly. This is my girlfriend, Julia." Turning to Julia, he added, "Julia, this is Nick from Tony's."
"Um, hi," said Nick awkwardly. "Sorry about busting in like this."
"Hi," blushed Julia, still covering herself.
"You're somethin' else, Julia," said Nick. "Most girls would have bolted when the door opened. You're also really hot."
"Thanks," replied Julia, shyly, still unable to look Nick in the face.
"Let Nick have a look at you," instructed Danny. "This is his place, after all. I don't want to be ungrateful."
Her heart pounding, Julia lowered her arm, revealing her bare black breasts. She also let her other hand drop to her side. Her naked pussy was exposed. She stood there facing Nick with her head bowed, nude except for her boots. Allowing herself to be examined this way by a total stranger was humiliating, to be sure. However, her pussy was on fire.
"Damn...," breathed Nick. "Your girl is fantastic, bro. Nice tits. Shaved pussy! Nice touch!"
"Yeah, she's way hot," agreed Danny. Then to Julia, "Turn around so Nick can see from the back."
As she turned away from Nick, Julia could feel how wet her pussy was. Having Danny proudly showing her off was something she'd never thought about. But, now that it was happening, she found it exciting. Being the object of admiration felt good.
"Nice ass," said Nick, impressed. "She's got it all. How'd you ever find a real nigger around here?"
Nigger! Nick said the word and Julia felt it like electricity on her clit. Now she felt even more like a black slave girl on display and the feeling was exhilarating.
"What did you say?" Danny asked Nick. "I know I didn't hear you say what I thought you said."
"Oh, no offense to your girl, man!" said Nick, abashed. "I sure didn't mean anything bad by it..."
"It's okay," said Julia.
"I don't know about that," Danny spoke up. "What did you mean then?"
"I just figured you had this black chick who pretty much does what you say," Nick explained, "and I thought... Well, I thought she was a... well... you know..."
"A what?" asked Danny.
"Let me explain," Nick responded. "I once met this black chick... She even said it herself... That she was a... a nigger. Hey, I was surprised as hell. She was real sweet an' sexy an' did what ever we wanted. She said it was because she was a nigger an' she liked doin' stuff for white guys."
"Are you serious?" Danny said incredulously.
"Oh, yeah," replied Nick. "No shit. It was the summer before I graduated high school. My parents were in Europe on vacation and I stayed with my cousin Chris down south while they were gone.
* * *
The day after I got down there, Chris an' me were hangin' out on the porch when this big black chick came up the walk. She was older than both of us, but not by too much. Man, she was hot! She was super dark and had really big tits. She had on this white tank top and I could tell she wasn't wearin' a bra. I mean, you could see her nipples under it! She had on these short cut off jeans that showed off a lot of leg and flip flops. She had short nappy hair that she wore a purple bandana over. She was a totally down home lookin' girl, if you know what I mean. She was carryin' a basket of folded up laundry.
Man, I couldn't take my eyes off those big black jugs and those fat nips pokin' out! I mean, I tried to look away, but I couldn't. It was embarrassing!
She said, "hi," to Chris.
He says, "hey, Bertie," to her.
Then Bertie looked at me. She definitely saw me lookin' an' smiled at me an' said, "hi."
I got all flustered and could barely say "hi" back. My dick totally stood up. She went on in the house. I don't know if she saw the tent in my shorts or not. Chris grinned at me.
He asked me, "don't y'all got niggers back home?"
I told him, "yeah, we got lots of black people. But, we don't call 'em that unless we want our asses kicked."
He said, "I'm not talkin' about ordinary black folks. I mean niggers. You know, black folks who like doin' stuff for whites. Real niggers think that's their natural place."
I told him, "I never met anybody like that. I thought those days were long gone."
He said, "there's still some around. Niggers like Bertie. She takes care of the laundry for my mom. Does that for other folks around here, too. That's how she supports herself. But, she really likes doin' it. She'll do anythin' you want, if you catch my drift."
I said, "you're makin' this shit up, man. No fuckin' way!"
He says, "let's go inside an' find out."
So, we go into the house. Bertie was just comin' the other way carryin' that same basket, only this time it's got a bunch of sheets in it. She looked up and was surprised to see us.
She says, "Mister Chris! You scared me! I thought y'all was out on the porch."
Chris tells her, "my cousin Nick here, he says he ain't never seen a nigger."
Bertie looked surprised and asked me, "you ain't never seen a nigger before?"
I told her, "no."
Bertie smiled a big smile an' said, "well, you seen one now, Mister Nick. I's a nigger jus' as black as they come."
I don't know why, but when she said that, it made my dick jump.
Chris said to her, "I know for a fact that Nick here's got his eye on those big black udders of yours. Why don't you give him a better look."
Bertie put the laundry basket down on the floor and lifted her tank top up, just like that! I couldn't believe it! Without sayin' nothin', she showed off her boobs just because Chris told her to. He even called 'em "udders" like she was some kinda cow! But, she jus' stood there lookin' down with a sweet smile on her face.
She asked me, "you like 'em, sir?"
Man, this was incredible... This hot black chick was callin' me sir while offerin' her jugs up! I thought I was gonna nut in my shorts.
I told her, "yeah."
Chris told her, "I'd like a piece of your fat black ass, Bertie. I bet Nick 'd go for some nigger poontang, too. Lose the shorts an' let's get down to business."
Bertie said, "I ain't seen yo' mama's car out there, Mister Chris. Is she comin' home soon? It don't want no fine white lady like her to come in an' see her son pokin' some nigga in the front room! It jus' ain't right."
Chris said, "Nah, she ain't gonna be back 'til supper time."
Bertie said, "Okay," an' dropped her shorts an' kicked 'em off. "How you want me, Mister Chris?"
Her ass was magnificent, all nice an' big an' round. She had a real nappy bush goin' on, too. My dick was so hard it was achin'.
Chris asked me, "I'll go first, Nick, an' show you how we do it down here." He told Bertie, "up on the couch, girl. Stick that booty up. I'm doin' you doggy style."
Bertie jus' smiled, knelt on the couch, an' got on her elbows an' knees with that big black ass stickin' out. Chris got up behind her an' pulled his shorts down. His dick was totally hard.
I sat in the chair right next to 'em, so I could see Bertie's face when Chris stuck his dick in her cunt. She kind of gasped a little when he went inside her. He fucked her so hard that her ass was jigglin' and her tits were swayin' back an' forth. After a while she got this happy dumb look on her face. A big open mouth smile with her eyes half open.
Chris didn't last too long before he shot his load. I don't think Bertie had time to get off, but she didn't seem to care. He got up and pulled up his shorts.
He slapped her on the ass an' said, "good girl." He looked at me an' said, "your turn."
Bertie asked, "you want me like this, Mister Nick?"
I didn't want to fuck in front of Chris so I said, "how 'bout we go in my room."
Chris laughed an' said, "shy, huh?"
I said, "maybe I am."
Bertie stood up and reached for the kleenex on the coffee table and pulled out a couple of tissues. I could see the white globs of Chris's cum on her dark skin between her legs. She stood there and mopped it up, wiping off her pussy an' thighs.
She said, "don't wanna mess up your mama's rug."
I went ahead into the room I was stayin' in an' Bertie was right behind me. She didn't even bring her clothes with her. I shut the door.
She asked, "how you want me, sir?"
I couldn't understand how she could seem so sweet and slutty at the same time. It was like Bertie was just happy to make me happy an' if what I wanted was to fuck her, then she was happy to do it. I never met a girl like her before.
I asked her, "I'd like you to suck on me."
Bertie smiled and said, "okay."
She knelt in front of me an' reached up an' pulled my shorts down. I never saw my dick so red before. I mean the head was like purple. Bertie looked at it and then up at me.
She told me, "damn, you sure is big."
Well, I'm not really all that big, I think Bertie was jus' tryin' to make me feel good. It worked. Too well, really. She opened her mouth and wrapped her hand around my dick an' I jus' shot off right there. I was totally embarrassed. I mean, I nutted all up in her face. It was pretty hot, though, seein' my jism splashed all over her black face, but, talk about premature ejaculation! I figured I blew my chance to get blown!
I said, "sorry 'bout that..., guess I got a hair trigger."
Bertie looked up at me, my nut dripping off her face, her hand still wrapped around my dick, an said, "thank you, sir. I guess you really like what I's doin'."
I said, "hell, yeah. I jus' wish I didn't shoot my load so quick."
She said, "you want me to get you hard an' try again?"
What a girl! There she was on her knees, her face covered in my spooge, an' she's wants to keep goin'.
I told her, "yeah, I would."
She said, "okay," an' took my dick in her mouth even though cum was still leakin' out.
Man, it felt fantastic. Bertie started suckin' on it an' I got hard right in her mouth. After a few minutes I was ready to go again an' she started jerkin' me off while she sucked. I stated gettin' close an' she stuck a finger in my ass. I never felt nothin' like that before an' I fuckin' lost it right there. I swear I came as much into her mouth right then as I did in her face earlier.
Bertie waited like that, kneeling at my feet with my dick in her mouth until I was completely soft. I took a step back an' pulled up my shorts. She looked up at me smilin' all happy. I could still see the streaks of cum from the first time on her face an' in her hair.
I said, "that was great. Thanks, Bertie."
She said, "you welcome, sir. But, you ain't gotta thank me. I'm jus' a nigga an' that's what I'm for. I'm glad you's pleased, Mister Nick. Thank you for usin' me. It's a honor for me."
For a second I wondered if Bertie was puttin' me on, talkin' like that. But, if you saw the look on her face while she was sayin' it, you' know she meant it for real.
She even asked, "can I get up now, sir?"
I said, "oh, yeah, of course."
She was waitin' on me to let her get up off her knees!
Anyways, she got up an' we went back out into the main room. Chris was readin' some fishin' magazine waitin' for us.
Bertie asked, "is it okay if I get dressed now?"
Chris said, "yeah, go ahead."
I watched Bertie pull her shorts back on. She saw me lookin' an' smiled while she pulled her top back down over her tits.
She said, "I better get along now. Please tell your mama that I'll get the sheets back here tomorrow for her."
Chris told her, "okay."
Bertie picked up the laundry basket and walked out the door. I watched her big ass swayin' side to side while she went until I couldn't see her any more.
Chris asked me, "how was she?"
I said, "fantastic."
He said, "now you know what a nigger is, buddy. I bet you wish you had 'em up where you live, don't you?"
You can believe I sure did.
* * *
"So, Danny," Nick went on. "You're a lucky man to have a girl like her. I'm tellin' you."
The story had Julia squeezing her thighs together as she stood there listening to it. She could tell that Nick really didn't understand what would motivate a girl like Bertie, but he certainly appreciated her. However, the colored teenager knew exactly how the black laundry girl felt. She wasn't sure she could be so uninhibited about it, but she could see herself doing it.
"So all that really happened?" asked Danny.
"Hell, yeah," replied Nick. "I wouldn't have believed it if it didn't happen to me, but it did. Your girl sure seemed to like it. I bet she's soaked."
Julia blushed as both Danny and Nick looked at her as she stood naked, exposed, and aroused.
"Sit in the chair," ordered Danny.
Hesitating for a second, Julia slowly sat in the easy chair.
"Now put your legs up over the arms so we can check you out," her master instructed her.
Was he serious? Did he really expect her to spread herself open to this white man she'd just met half an hour ago? She thought about Bertie and knew that she'd do it without hesitation because that was what she was supposed to do.
Her face burning, Julia leaned back in the old chair and put one leg over one of the arms. She swallowed hard and put the other leg over the other arm. She could feel her lips part and knew that her vagina was wide open to them. It was so humiliating and shameful. From the coolness, she could tell she was soaked.
"Did you fuck her before I got here?" asked Nick.
"No, we jus' got here before you," answered Danny.
"See that white stuff in her slit?" Nick pointed out. "Right above her pussy hole?"
"I see it," replied Danny.
"She's creamin' up somethin' fierce, bro," said Nick. "She might act all bashful, but she loves this. I'm tellin' you she's a nigger. And, believe me, that's no insult. That's jus' tellin' it like it is."
This was even more humiliating than simply exposing her most private parts to a stranger. They could tell she was excited by this degrading treatment. She knew Nick was right. Both he and Danny's attention was focused between her spread legs.
"Look," observed Nick. "That wasn't there a second ago. Fresh cream. She's definitely a nigger, just like Bertie. She's gettin' off on us lookin' at her. Niggers love the attention 'cause they know they're pleasin' to the eye. Everybody's happy. Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yeah," agreed Danny.
Julia could see the bulges in both of their pants. She wondered if Danny would fuck her. She wondered if he'd let Nick fuck her. She was ashamed to admit to herself that right now nothing would make her happier than to be taken by both of them.
The phone rang.
"Shit," muttered Nick. "This was just gettin' good!"
He went to the phone and picked it up.
"Hello?" said Nick.
"Yeah, I know...," he was saying into the phone. "I got it... I just got hung up... Okay, okay... I'm on my way. Bye."
Nick hung up and turned to Danny.
"I gotta go, man," he said with disappointment.
Looking Julia over, Nick's gaze once again fell between her legs. After lingering a moment, he walked quickly down the hallway off the living room. A moment later he returned, his wallet in hand.
"Well, see ya later," said Nick, stuffing his wallet into his pocket. "And I hope I see you later, too, Julia."
"Yeah, bye, Nick," said Danny. "Thanks again for the use of your place."
"No problem," Nick said as he reached for the door.
"Goodbye...," said Julia bashfully.
Nick smiled back at her before stepping out into the hallway and closing the door. Julia listened to his footsteps recede. Danny stood waiting to be sure his buddy wouldn't be returning right away.
Danny started unbuckling his belt and letting his pants drop. His dick was standing straight out, the tip shiny with pre cum.
"Get up," he ordered her. "Turn around an' bend over."
Julia moved her legs off the chair arms and stood up. She turned to face the chair and leaned over, resting her weight on the seat, her naked black ass up in the air. Understanding that Danny was going to use her, she moved her feet apart, presenting her bare pussy to him.
In a moment, Julia felt Danny's erection poking her in the crotch. A second later, he was inside her. After a few strokes, he grunted and dumped his load in her pussy. It was over with in less than ten seconds, start to finish. She was incredibly aroused before he started, but it was over before she could even get close to orgasm.
Danny stepped back and his dick slipped out of Julia's cunt. She remained in the position he'd ordered her into while she listened to him zip up his pants. She could feel his semen running down the inside of her thighs. Her clit was throbbing and her pussy ached for release, but none would be forthcoming now that the white boy had already gotten off inside her.
Sitting back on the couch, Danny put his feet up on the cable spool coffee table.
"You can sit back up now," he told her.
Julia stood up before turning around and sitting back down in the easy chair.
"So, the n word doesn't bother you?" he asked.
"No, sir," she answered. "I know I should be ashamed of it, but I kinda like it. Well, when it comes from somebody I like, anyways. Comin' from you... it would turn me on. Kinda like bein' a black slave with a white owner but more. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah," agreed Danny. "I think I do... So... is that what you are?"
"Yes, sir," confessed Julia, both ashamed and aroused.
"Should I call you that sometimes?" he asked.
Julia felt her face grow hot. From the tone of Danny's voice, she could tell that he sincerely wanted to know. She knew that he was concerned about going too far as he explored his dominant nature with her and there were still moments when he held himself back.
"Yes, sir," she answered. "I sometimes think about you doin' that an' it turns me on. I'm still a little ashamed for likin' it, but I can't help it."
"It turns me on, too," said Danny. "It makes me think of a black slave girl who exists just to do what I say. Kinda like a pet, but nastier... Like an animal I can fuck or whatever I want."
"I think that's why I like hearin' it from you," said Julia. "It means the same thing to you like it does for me."
Danny didn't say anything for a few moments and just enjoyed the view of the naked negro teenager sitting across from him. Julia wondered what he was thinking. The dynamics of the situation weren't lost on her, either. Although they were simply conversing, he was dressed and she was nude. Besides these physical considerations, she was also feeling very exposed an vulnerable emotionally. After all, she'd bared her taboo secret for him to see as well as her intimate anatomy.
"I'm not sure how much of that story Nick told is true," said Danny, breaking the silence. "It sounded more like some fantasy he's jerked off to so much that he started to believe it really happened."
"I think I can understand how you feel an' how you want to do what I say...," he continued. "But, Bertie doesn't sound like a real person. It's like all she ever did was be like some kind of slut who'd fuck an' suck any white guy who asked her. No way some girl would do that, even one who said they were a nigger."
"I don't know if it's true, either," Julia responded. "It did sound like a fantasy. It was a pretty hot fantasy, though. But, I can imagine bein' like Bertie. I think about doin' stuff like that when I'm... you know... tryin' to get off."
"Well, I guess you didn't mind Nick seein' you naked," said Danny. "Bertie wouldn't have minded that. So that part seems real."
"It was really embarrassing," said Julia, her face hot at the reminder of Nick barging in on them.
"The whole thing about her fuckin' both of 'em just 'cause his cousin asked...," Danny went on. "That was just too much. And the way she offered herself to 'em, especially to Nick... Don't get me wrong, it was way fuckin' hot. But I can't believe any girl would do that."
"If Chris was Bertie's master, she'd do it 'cause he asked." said Julia, "She'd do what he wanted. If he wanted her to be nice to Nick an' offer herself to him, she would."
"Would you?" asked Danny.
"You mean Nick?" Julia asked back. "Do you want me to do that?"
"I'm just askin'," he replied. Not necessarily Nick... If I told you to let some guy fuck you, you'd do it?"
Julia wasn't sure how to answer. Being used by a white stranger was one of the fantasies she enjoyed. Her pussy tingled at the idea of Danny ordering her to serve one of his friends. She liked how he took pride in having her display her naked body to Nick after the initial shock of his unexpected arrival wore off. The negro teen had been so worked up that if he'd told her to let his friend fuck her, she would have done it without hesitation.
On the other hand, maybe he wouldn't like it that she'd want to fuck another guy. Maybe he'd prefer it she refused because she only wanted him. In the end, though, he was her master and she would obey him.
"If you told me to do it, then I'd have to do it," answered Julia. "I'm your slave."
Danny just sat there looking at her. Julia imagined he was thinking about sharing her with his friends like a kid showing off a new toy. The colored girl's pussy buzzed as she considered the possibilities.
"Put your legs back up on the chair like before," ordered Danny.
The sudden switch from an almost normal conversation between a boyfriend and girlfriend to a command from a master to a slave caught Julia by surprise. She felt it right between her legs.
"Yes, sir," said Julia submissively.
This time when Julia put her legs up over the chair arms, she felt Danny's sperm drooling out of her vagina and running down the crack of her ass. Her face flushed when she saw that the white boy was paying special attention to her display. She felt like a used slut showing off her freshly fucked pussy like this. Not only was cum leaking out, but her clit was swollen and peeking out from between her lips. It was humiliating, but still exciting.
Danny stood up and walked over to stand in front of the chair Julia was sitting in. He towered over her and looked down at her naked body splayed open before him.
"So, you're a nigger, is that it?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," she replied, her pussy jumping.
"Say it," ordered Danny. "Tell me what you are."
"A nigger," said Julia softly.
"Louder," he insisted.
"I'm a nigger, sir," she repeated more firmly.
Looking at his expression, Julia knew he was enjoying embarrassing her. In the same way he liked to humiliate her by making her sit naked in the easy chair with her legs up over the arms and her pussy spread wide open, he liked to make her say embarrassing things out loud.
"Your cunt is creamin' up," observed Danny. "You are a nigger."
Just hearing Danny say it gave Julia a twinge of pleasure that she felt right between her spread legs. She'd imagined him saying it enough, but hearing it out loud gave her a thrill. It was, however, a thrill that was immediately followed by a feeling of shame for getting off the degrading word. She kept her eyes lowered, partly as a sign submission and respect to her master, but, mostly because she so embarrassed at being so visibly aroused.
"Yes, sir," whimpered Julia. "I'm your nigger, sir. Your nigger slave."
"Is this how you're gonna show yourself off to my friends, nigger?" he asked.
"If you tell me to, yes, sir," she agreed.
"Show me how you'd open your mouth if I told you to suck some guy's dick," ordered Danny.
Julia opened her mouth wide and lay her tongue out over her bottom lip the way she knew Danny liked. She saw the bulge in his jeans growing. Without looking up at him, she put her hands behind her head and held her elbows out straight until they touched the back of the easy chair. The naked negro girl did her best to display her brown body for her master, completely open and available to him. Her pussy was dripping.
Danny leaned forward and put his finger right on Julia's clit. With her mouth wide open, her moans sounded animalistic. He kept rubbing on the sensitive nub, eliciting more primal grunting and groaning from the colored girl. Being played with like this was utterly humiliating, but she couldn't help but get more and more excited.
Suddenly, Danny straightened up, breaking contact with Julia's sex. The black teenager glanced up him, her eyes pleading for him to continue and give her the sexual release she craved.
"I'd jerk off right now, except why should I when I got a nigger pussy to use," said Danny. "Get up an' go lay on the couch."
Immediately, Julia struggled to her feet and hurried to the couch. She lay down on her back on it and spread her legs. She felt like a slut in heat. Never before had she felt such a burning need to be penetrated and filled.
Danny dropped his pants and stepped out of them before climbing onto the couch and mounting his black slave girl. Julia felt him stab his dick at her crotch. She was so wet that his cock slipped right in, first try. He pounded himself into her, over and over. It took less than a minute for her to climax.
"Ahhh!" cried Julia as her orgasm hit. "Ahhh!"
As Julia came, Danny didn't slacken the pace of his thrusts. If anything, her cries only made him slam his dick home even more enthusiastically. Her pussy was getting sore, but it didn't matter to her.
"Tell me what you are," Danny rasped.
"I'm a nigger, sir," Julia told him.
"More," he ordered, breathing heavily.
"Your nigger, sir," she continued. "Your nigger slave... Your nigger slut... Your nigger bitch."
"Yeah...," grunted Danny.
"Rape me, sir," Julia begged. "Rape my nigger pussy. Rape your nigger bitch."
"Fuck," he gasped.
Danny started ejaculating even as he kept thrusting his dick into Julia's sore pussy.
"You're cummin' in me...," she cooed breathlessly. "Cummin' in my raped nigger pussy... Thank you, sir... Thank you..."
"Oh fuck oh fuck," breathed Danny, his seed still squirting into the negro's vagina. "Fuck..."
At last, Danny collapsed on top of Julia. Her pussy felt raw, but she didn't care. She knew that she'd given her master a powerful orgasm. She couldn't remember him coming so hard in the past.
Several minutes went by before Danny finally got up off of Julia. His skin was beaded with sweat. Turning around, he looked down at her naked body.
"Damn," he smiled. "That was somethin' else..."
Julia just smiled back without saying anything. She was happy that Danny got off so much on her words. They were the same words that ran through her head when she masturbated.
"I better take a shower before we go," said Danny. "I'm fuckin' soaked in sweat an' I probably smell like pussy... Not that I mind, but my mom thinks I'm studyin' at a friend's house, not fuckin' my slave girl."
"I'll wash you if you want, sir," offered Julia.
"I do," he responded. "You better take the boots off first."
Sitting up on the couch, Julia unzipped the boots and slipped them off her feet. She took off her socks and stood up.
"The bathroom's back there," said Danny, indicating the way.
Walking across the room and towards the bathroom, Julia could feel just how sore her pussy was from the pounding it took from Danny. Semen ran down the inside of her leg all the way to her ankle. She felt thoroughly used. The white boy followed behind, his eyes on her bare black ass.
The bathroom was kind of grubby and a few tiles were missing from the floor. Julia did her best to ignore the grime and started running the water in the tub before turning on the shower and climbing in after Danny.
Unlike the previous day, Julia simply washed her master off without trying to arouse him. She could tell that Danny was spent. She reflected back on all the times this weekend that he'd cum because of her and felt a warm glow inside. She loved being a devoted slave to her master.
"I'll wash you now," said Danny, taking the washcloth from Julia's hand.
Although Julia washed him as a slave serving her master, Danny washed her like a man enjoying his woman's body. His hands roamed over her body and lingered on her girl parts. The white boy's squeezing and probing started to get the colored teenager excited again. But, he stopped before it developed very much. She realized that she'd spent the entire weekend in some state of arousal. She was the sexual animal she'd fantasized about for so long.
They rinsed off and climbed out of the tub. Julia found a reasonably clean looking towel and dried Danny off before drying herself.
Back in the living room, Danny dressed while Julia shook out her clothes. He sat on the couch and watched as the colored girl put her things back on.
"Leave the panties off," instructed Danny.
"Yes, sir," said Julia.
Once she was dressed, they headed out of Nick's apartment and down to Danny's car. He let her into the car and she climbed in. Without his asking, Julia hiked her skirt up so that her bare bottom was in contact with the cold vinyl seat. She looked over at her master and smiled sweetly. She wanted him to see how much she wanted to please him and be a devoted, obedient slave.
Danny kept his hand on Julia's thigh under her skirt as they drove back to her apartment, but didn't stroke her pussy. Maybe he knew she was tender there and didn't want to cause her any discomfort, she thought. Not that she'd have stopped him or even said anything if he had.
When they pulled up to the curb in front of Julia's building, Danny shut off the motor. He leaned across to her and kissed her on the lips. As always, she didn't respond, knowing that he liked that.
"You can kiss me this time, Julia," said Danny. "You're my girlfriend."
He kissed her again, and she kissed back. Then again, and again. The windows of the Datsun started to steam up. She felt his hand go up her skirt all the way to her crotch. He ran his finger along the length of her slit, brushing across her swollen pussy lips. Instantly, her clit reacted.
"You're my nigger, too," he added.
"Yes, sir," smiled Julia. "I'm your nigger slave."
She started to open the door, but before she climbed out she turned back to face him.
"Is it okay if I put my panties back on in the elevator?" asked Julia.
"It's okay," answered Danny. "I like that you asked."
Julia smiled again and got out of the car.
"Bye, sir," she said, her hand on the door handle.
"Bye, nigger," he replied.
Her pussy tingling, Julia closed the car door. Danny pulled away from the curb and disappeared down the street.
Back in her building, Julia got on the elevator. As soon as the doors closed she quickly got her panties out of her coat pocket and put them on. She'd just managed to finish pulling them up and straightening out her skirt when she reached her floor.
"Mama, I'm back," called Julia as she entered the apartment.
"Good," called Brenda from the kitchen. "I was startin' to worry. Why don't you an' your friend come over here sometime? You ain't gotta keep goin' over there."
"Maybe we will," she replied.
Julia took off her coat and wondered how her mother would react if she brought Danny over to meet her. She had a feeling that Brenda would suspect what was going on. Her aunt would undoubtedly know for sure, but maybe she'd also understand.
* * *
It had been quite a day for Julia and besides, tomorrow was a school day. In spite of being tired, she was having trouble getting to sleep. Ordinarily, she'd masturbate while thinking nasty thoughts, but tonight, her pussy was still tender to the touch.
Julia couldn't help but mentally replay the events of the afternoon. She'd discovered that not only that Danny was okay with calling her that nasty taboo racial name, but was almost as excited by it as she was hearing it. She also learned that she was excited more than she was embarrassed at having strangers see her true nature.
But, the one thing that had her thinking now was how easily Danny had made her expose herself to Nick and how turned on he'd gotten when he started talking about making her show off for his friends and suck other guys' cocks.
She thought about the different boys she'd seen him with and wondered which of them he'd share her body with. Would he make her strip for them? Would he make her kneel and suck their cocks? Bend over and let them fuck her? Would he want to use her at the same time as one of his friends? Would he tell them what she was?
Feeling mild pain on her sore crotch, Julia was surprised to find that her hand had wandered between her legs and was idly rubbing her pussy. Her clit had popped out from between her lips and her heart rate had increased.
"Tell my friend what he can have, nigger," Danny was saying.
Julia rubbed faster, ignoring the pain.
"Whatever you want, sir," she said in her mind. Then she whispered out loud. "My nigger mouth, my nigger ass, my nigger cunt. Anything at all... I'm a nigger... ohhh... ahhh..."
The orgasm wasn't so strong as usual, but it still felt good and gave Julia some relief. Before long, she was asleep.
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