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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 had been a long summer for Julia between junior and senior years. It was hard for her to imagine that it had only been a year since she met Mister Stanley and made her fantasy of being a slave girl a reality. Last summer seemed like such a long time ago.
Even the previous semester seemed like a dream now. After she'd met Danny, Julia felt like she'd found someone who could actually understand her craving to be both desired and used. The white boy had been only too happy to discover a girl who would submit to him and bring his secret fantasies to life. For a few short months, they seemed an ideal match, but the real world has a way of getting in the way. Before the summer had even started, her young master's family moved far away and she was left on her own once again.
However, once the school year started back up in the fall, Julia attracted some attention from a couple of boys. Allan, a quiet white boy managed to get up the nerve to ask her out on a date. Although she didn't really find anything terribly attractive about him, she could tell he was attracted to her enough to overcome his shyness and talk to her.
Their date was nothing like her encounters with Danny. Not even at the beginning when they were just starting to get to know each other. After seeing a movie, Julia sat with Allan in his car in an out of the way part of the parking lot at the mall where the theater was.
Julia fully expected the boy to try something with her. She'd even worn a short skirt in anticipation of Allan wanting to rub her thigh and move his hand up between her legs. The colored teenager hadn't had any physical contact with anyone since Danny moved away and she was ready to let her date take whatever liberties with her body that he wanted.
Unfortunately, Allan was too timid to do much of anything other than engage in awkward conversation about the movie they'd seen. Julia went so far as to accidentally let her skirt ride up while shifting around in the car seat, but the nervous white boy failed to act, and she didn't want to be the one to initiate anything. So, the date fizzled and she never went out with him again.
A few weeks later, Julia was asked to a party by another classmate. Wayne was a tall skinny teenager with long blonde hair who played on the high school basketball team. It would be the first time she'd go out with someone from a popular crowd. She knew he'd had a few girlfriends through high school and hoped that he wouldn't be afraid to take the initiative with her.
* * *
The party was held at one of the team members house while his parents were away. Everybody there was a member of the team, a cheerleader, or one of their friends. Unlike Allan, Wayne wasn't in the least bit shy and quickly had Julia alone in a room away from the others.
Standing in a dark corner of the room, Wayne quickly started kissing Julia, shoving his tongue into her mouth. When he encountered no resistance, he unbuttoned her blouse and reached around to unclasp her bra. The colored girl passively allowed the white boy to expose her breasts and roughly grope them.
Getting worked up at his touch, Julia made no move to stop him when he unzipped her jeans and pushed his hand down into her panties. Her jeans fell to her knees as the negro girl felt the white boy's fingers probing her crotch. She welcomed having her pussy touched again after so many months.
Suddenly, the lights came on and a white girl with long brunette hair walked in. Wayne immediately stepped away from Julia, who quickly closed her blouse over her bare breasts and pulled up her pants. She'd been embarrassed at being walked in on while in a compromising position in the past, but this was different and not in the least bit arousing for her.
"Wayne!" exclaimed the brunette. "What the fuck are you doing with that girl?! I thought I'd surprise you that I could make it after all, but instead you're back here gettin' it on with some slut!"
"It ain't like that, Lindsey!" pleaded Wayne. "She brought me back here an' started takin' her clothes off! I was tellin' her I had a girlfriend but she kept goin'."
"Uh huh," replied Lindsey dubiously. "You're full of shit, Wayne."
Lindsey turned and stomped out of the room. Wayne followed after her. Julia fixed her clothes before walking out of the room and then out the front door. Her face burned with shame and she couldn't face anyone as she left.
Julia didn't have to wait long before the next bus pulled up to the stop down the block from the party. She'd calmed down while waiting for it. Although she didn't really find Wayne any more attractive than Allan, she did like that he wasn't afraid to take charge of her.
Seeing that look of lust in a boy's eyes and sensing his hands on her brought back feelings the black girl hadn't experienced in months. Had Lindsey not walked in on them, Julia would have let Wayne do whatever he wanted with her. However, after the way he handled the situation with the brunette, she was glad she hadn't become involved with a guy like him.
Getting off the bus, Julia returned to her apartment. She'd told her mother that she was going to a party, though she had lied about the lack of adult supervision there. Brenda was surprised to see her daughter home so soon after leaving.
"You jus' left, girl!" exclaimed Brenda.
"I wasn't havin' a good time," replied Julia. "I'm jus' gonna go to bed."
Back in her room in the dark, Julia thought about the times with Danny. He knew how to use a girl without making her feel cheap. Her former master always made her feel desired even as he was using her body for his own pleasure.
Even Mike, crude as he was, made her feel appreciated while he groped and fingered her. Julia knew that she was just a female body to him, but she sensed that he knew he was getting something special when was enjoying her charms.
Julia caught herself starting to slowly rub on her pussy as she thought of how it had been with Mike on top of her and inside her as the white boy clumsily lost his virginity between her legs. She'd take him over Wayne any day.
* * *
The only person left that Julia felt comfortable talking to was her friend Laura. However, when the Monday following the party arrived, she knew she wouldn't be able to talk to her girl about what happened. The blonde girl still thought that letting a guy feel her up was scandalous. Hearing about how her black friend had let some boy lift her blouse and drop her pants and have his way with her until his girlfriend walked in would be too much for the innocent white teenager to take in all at once.
But, it was Laura who brought it up at lunch that day. She was waiting at their usual table when Julia sat down with her tray.
"You're not gonna believe what Lindsey is sayin' about you, Julia," said Laura with an air of concern. "Did you go to a party on Saturday night?"
"Yeah," Julia confirmed, feeling her stomach growing uneasy. "What about it?"
"Well, Lindsey said she caught her boyfriend, Wayne, making out with you there!" Laura exclaimed in hushed tones. "She'd told him she couldn't make it and how he should go alone. She got out of the babysitting job she had an' went anyways. She says when she got there, somebody told her Wayne was in a bedroom an' she went back there an' saw him with you!"
"She even said you..." Laura blushed before continuing in a whisper. "She said you had your blouse up an' your pants down! She said Wayne said you were throwin' yourself at him an' caught him by surprise. I told her 'no way!'"
Julia sat stunned and didn't say anything.
"Lindsey says she didn't believe him," Laura explained. "It wasn't the first time. But, she says she saw you... you know... kinda undressed. Was he forcing himself on you? 'Cause if he was, that's rape even if that's all he did. You can't let him get away with it!"
"That's kinda what happened," Julia replied slowly. "But, it's not like he held me down or anything... He just kinda started doin' stuff an' I... I dunno... I guess I didn't try to stop him hard enough..."
"That doesn't make it okay," said Laura seriously. "He's a total a-hole, if you know what I mean. You've gotta do somethin' about it."
"I... just wanna forget about it," said Julia. "Okay?"
"If you don't wanna talk about, I understand," Laura told her. "It just isn't fair that a nice girl has to put up with that kind of thing from such a major creep."
"I appreciate what you're sayin', Laura," said Julia. "You're a good friend. I'm glad Lindsey didn't believe him. I wouldn't go on a date with another girl's boyfriend. I don't really know any of those jocks or who they're goin' out with. He asked me to go an' I thought he was kinda cute so I said okay."
To Julia's relief, Laura changed the subject, no doubt in an effort to avoid what she thought was touchy subject.
Julia felt a little guilty about misleading her friend. It was true that she really had no idea that Wayne had a girlfriend and she certainly wouldn't have gone with him if she'd known. However, until they were interrupted, she liked what the white boy was doing to her. It had been a long time since she'd been used by a guy and had been wanting it for a long time.
The way Wayne had lied about her was humiliating, but not in the good way that made her pussy wet. Perhaps she'd been spoiled by her relationship with Danny. Mike, the pudgy red haired boy, hadn't bragged to anyone about he'd done with her. She'd foolishly started to assume that the boys she allowed to use her would appreciate it enough to not betray her like that.
* * *
Now that Danny was gone, Julia had gone back to wearing jeans instead of the school girl outfit that her young master had liked so much. The days were getting shorter and the weather was getting cooler, so the short skirt wouldn't have kept her very warm. She was also back to taking the city bus back home after school.
At first Julia didn't pay any attention to the station wagon that pulled up to the curb. Faded metal flake green in color with fake wood panelling, the car just looked like another old clunker. When the passenger window came down, she barely noticed.
"Hey, Julia," said a voice. "You want a ride?"
Julia took a step closer to the car and was surprised to see Mike leaning across the drivers seat. He was smiling at her although his eyes were focused on her chest, not her face. After a few seconds, he looked up at her.
"Um, sure," she replied.
Grabbing the door handle, Julia let herself in and sat on the cracked vinyl seat. Mike pulled back out into traffic.
"Is this your car?" asked Julia.
"Nah," answered Mike. "It's my mom's car. She lets me drive it on Monday so I can pick my brother up after his music lesson and band practice."
"At least you got a car you can use," said Julia. "I gotta take the bus."
"I know," Mike said. "I remember Danny used to take you home all the time. I wish I had my own car."
"Yeah," agreed Julia. "You know where I live?"
"Not exactly," Mike replied. "I know it's a ways down this street."
"I'll let you know when we get close," said Julia. "It was nice of you to give me a ride."
"It's cool," said Mike. "I did want to ask you about somethin' I heard."
"What's that?" she asked as a knot slowly tied itself in her stomach.
"That jock Wayne was talkin' about you in the locker room at gym today," he answered.
"You know him?" she asked casually.
"Me? Nah," answered Mike. "He's just in my class. He was talkin' to a couple of other guys... He said he took you to a party at somebody's house..."
"He did," sighed Julia.
"Really?" Mike went on. "He said you got him alone an' started takin' your clothes off. He said you were beggin' him to... you know... do you."
"That asshole!" exclaimed Julia. "I never did anything like that!"
"I didn't believe it," said Mike. "That guy's a total scum bag. I couldn't believe you'd go out with him. But, even if you did, I know you wouldn't do that."
"You've... been with me," said Julia. "What makes you think I wouldn't do that with him?"
"Well, uh, it's not that you wouldn't do it with him...," Mike explained. "But you wouldn't do anything like that. You like to, you know, let a guy do what he wants... I didn't think you'd be all over him like that."
Julia was a little surprised to hear that Mike had noticed that much about her. She thought he was mainly paying attention to her body and thinking about using her. She glanced over at him and saw that his eyes were still darting back and forth between the road and her breasts. There was no doubt his hormones were raging, but there was a little more to him than that.
"I'm glad somebody understands," said Julia. "I can't really explain it that way to anybody else. I guess I still miss Danny. Things have been really different since he moved away."
"Yeah, he was totally cool," agreed Mike. "I still can't believe that asshole Wayne. What a chump to do that to you, too. He's a total loser. He doesn't have a clue what he missed out on."
"We're gettin' close to my place," said Julia. "I wish we could talk more."
"Well, I don't have to pick Sean up until four thirty," said Mike. "We could go somewhere an' park."
"Where?" asked Julia.
"How about that trail into the woods we went to that time," said Mike, trying to sound casual. "Remember?"
"Okay," agreed Julia.
Mike turned off the main street and started heading towards the undeveloped area where he and Danny had gone with Julia back in the spring. In spite of the fact it was the pudgy red head instead of her master, the colored girl felt a tingle of excitement between her legs.
A few minutes later, Mike turned the station wagon down the rutted road into the woods. Once they were a few hundred yard in off the street, he stopped the car and turned off the motor.
"You know, I still think about that time with you all the time," said Mike, breaking the silence. "The way you just kinda let me do what I wanted... Man, that was hot. That's why I knew Wayne was full of shit."
Sliding across the front seat, Mike got close enough to Julia to touch her. He put his right hand on her thigh and started rubbing on it though her jeans. The colored girl's pussy twitched in response to having a boy's hand so close. She turned her head towards the side window, but made no other move.
Turning towards her slightly, Mike put his left hand on Julia's shoulder and caressed her gently. When she didn't seem to object, he slowly moved his hand down and ran it over her breast. The black girl remained motionless and didn't try to stop him or push him away.
Julia could hear from Mike's breathing how excited he was and she was starting to get a little worked up herself. After so long, she was once again the object of a white boy's desires. He wasn't her idea of attractive, but she felt comfortable with him, knowing that he understood her more than anyone else at the school.
Encouraged by her passive acceptance of his actions, Mike started fumbling with the buttons on Julia's blouse. After a few tries, he managed to get it open, exposing her bra. He tried to pull it up over her tits, but was having difficulties. Without a word, the negro girl took hold of the undergarment below the cups and lifted it up, revealing her bare breasts.
Continuing to keep her eyes focused out the side window, Julia sat there as Mike groped her naked tits. She could tell he was very excited and it was contagious. Even though he was handling her sensitive breasts roughly, she didn't mind. In fact, when he squeezed them hard or pinched her nipples, she felt a jolt between her legs.
Mike fumbled with the button on Julia's jeans until he got it unfastened. He quickly got her zipper down, and shoved his hand under the waistband of her panties. She felt his pudgy finger push into her slit.
Julia was a little surprised that Mike hadn't tried to kiss her before moving on to trying to take her pants off. On the other hand, something about the urgency of his need for her body struck a chord with the negro teen. Kissing was what you did with a girlfriend. This was more primal and animalistic. Exactly what she'd been craving.
Without even turning her head to face him, Julia lifted herself up off the seat. Mike noticed immediately and wasted no time in pulling her jeans together with her panties down over her thighs. The scent of the colored girl's musk filled the interior of the parked car. The white boy pushed the negro girl's jeans down to her ankles.
Other than raising her ass off the seat, Julia hadn't taken an active role in the scene. She sat there passively, her legs together, waiting to see what Mike would do next.
When she felt him pushing his hand between her thighs, Julia slowly opened her legs to let Mike have access to her sex. Breathing heavily, the pudgy white boy eagerly stuck his finger up the negro's vagina as far as he could. She rocked slightly in response his touch, fucking back at his hand.
After a few minutes of this, both teenagers were consumed with lust. Mike sat up.
"There isn't enough room in here," he rasped.
Opening the driver door, Mike climbed out of the car and quickly walked around to the passenger side. He opened the door and helped Julia out of the car. It was awkward for the colored girl to stand with her jeans pulled down just above her feet. She was a little concerned that someone could just walk up on them and see her like that. But in a way, the fear of discovery added to the excitement.
Mike helped Julia lay down in the damp leaves and ferns growing next to the rutted road they'd parked on. Laying on her back on the forest floor, she looked up at the pudgy white boy while he unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees. She bent her knees and opened her legs as far as she could with her jeans around her ankles. She could feel the crisp autumn air on her exposed pussy.
Kneeling between Julia's spread thighs, Mike lowered himself and tried to push his dick inside her. After a few clumsy attempts, the black girl reached down and took hold of his cock and started to guide it to her pussy. His engorged member throbbed in her hand and she heard the boy grunt. An instant later she felt him ejaculate against the outside of her vagina.
"Fuck...," gasped Mike.
Hot jets of semen hit Julia's pussy and thighs. She could feel the warm wetness on her hand, still wrapped around Mike's cock. She looked up into his face and smiled. The negro girl hadn't even been penetrated, but she was happy knowing that she'd inspired the white boy to completely lose control and cum simply from the anticipation of being inside her.
"I guess I still got a hair trigger," he offered weakly.
"I guess so," she grinned.
"I wanna see you naked," said Mike suddenly.
"'kay," smiled Julia bashfully.
Awkwardly, Mike struggled to his feet. His softening penis hung down, a long thread of semen drooling from the tip. Julia sat up and bent forward, pushing her jeans and panties off over her shoes. When she stood up, she could feel where the white boy's sperm had spattered between her legs. After slipping her blouse off, she reached around and unclasped her bra.
The sun was low in the sky and it was getting dark in the woods, but Julia felt completely exposed as she stood there, naked, in front of Mike. She looked down at the ground to allow the white boy to enjoy the sight of her nude body without him feeling self conscious about staring at her.
Her nipples were already hard from the excitement as well as the exposure to the cool outside air. Julia felt a chill and looked up at Mike. His eyes still gleamed with lust for her. Jungle fever, she thought. She loved bringing that out in a boy.
"Can I put my clothes back on now?" Julia asked sweetly. "It's kinda cold out here."
"Uh, yeah, sure," agreed Mike.
Julia started to pick up her bra. Mike watched intently, his jeans still around his knees. There was something endearing about the way he looked, thought the colored girl. All pale and pudgy with his dick hanging out.
"Um, I'm gonna go in the bushes over there for a moment," said Julia. "I've had to pee for a while now. I don't wanna wait until I get home."
"You'll get all scratched up in there," said Mike. "Do it right here."
"Right here?" she repeated back, incredulous. "Turn around. I don't think I can do it with you watching."
"No," said Mike. "I wanna watch."
Julia couldn't believe this turn of events. Mike was actually asserting himself in a way she hadn't seen before. Too bad she couldn't do what he wanted, she thought.
"Seriously, I can't," blushed Julia, shifting around on her feet in an effort to hold it in.
"Try," said Mike.
Blushing hard, Julia looked down at the ground. She caught a glimpse of Mike's cock, which was now half erect. He was clearly enjoying this.
"'kay," said Julia softly.
Squatting down, Julia moved her legs as far apart as she could while still keeping her balance. She tried to will herself to relax enough to get the flow started, but it wasn't easy and nothing came out.
"This is really embarrassing you know..." blushed Julia.
"I bet," agreed Mike. "But it's hot."
This is so nasty, thought Julia as she squatted. He's definitely getting off on this. She couldn't believe she was really doing it any more than she could believe how much her pussy was tingling from Mike's attention. She'd wanted to be made to do humiliating things, and now she was getting her wish.
After a few long seconds, Julia managed to expel a little urine. She could hear it on the wet leaves she was squatting over. Embarrassed by the sound, her muscles tensed and the flow cut off almost as soon as it started. Trying to take her mind of the present situation, she was able to relax enough to start a weak stream of piss going. It splashed noisily on the ground.
Finally, the flood gates opened and Julia urinated freely. The sound of the stream hitting the forest floor was loud and embarrassing. She glanced up at Mike and saw his cock was standing straight out. Looking into his face, she saw the lust in his eyes. Knowing she'd pleased him, she smiled at him, even as she continued to piss on the ground like an animal.
Never breaking eye contact with him, Julia reached up and took hold of Mike's erect cock. She leaned forward slightly and took it into her mouth as she finished pissing with a few short streams. The smell of fresh urine hung in the air. She could feel droplets of it on the insides of her ankles.
Mike started bucking his hips, fucking Julia's face. She let his cock into her mouth as far as she could without gagging and gripped the base of it in her hand, stroking him off. All the while, her eyes were locked with his. She knew what she must look like to him. Her cheeks puffed out, her mouth stuffed full with is dick. Squatting over a puddle of her own urine. It was nasty, but this was obviously a wet dream come true for the pudgy white boy.
"I want your pussy," said Mike, his voice strained.
Julia let Mike's cock slip out from between her lips. She released her grip and stood up. Without a word, she moved away from where she'd just pissed for him and sat back on the leaves and ferns. It was cool and damp and earthy smelling, but she didn't care. A white boy wanted her bad and she was going to let him have what he wanted.
Laying back, resting on her elbows, Julia spread her legs wide. Mike leaned over and worked his pants down to his ankles. He kneeled between her legs and lay on top of her. The negro girl grabbed his cock and once again guided to her pussy. This time, the white boy managed to slide it in and started humping her slowly.
It had been months since she'd had a boy's cock inside her and Julia savored the feeling. So many nights she'd masturbated herself to sleep thinking about this. She knew that Mike had probably done the same, though his thoughts might have been even nastier than hers. She could sense that he was holding back a little, trying desperately not to cum too soon.
"Don't hold back," she said softly. "You'll get to use me again."
"Yeah?" he gasped.
"Yeah," she said. "I want you to use me."
Mike started humping faster and breathing harder. Julia knew her words were having an effect on the white boy and his dick was having an effect on her. She wanted him to last long enough to get her off, but she loved seeing him totally consumed by lust for her.
"You like that?" she asked. "You like using me?"
"Yeah," he groaned.
"You like fuckin' a nigger?" she whispered. "You like puttin' your cock in my nigger cunt?"
"Fuck, yeah," he rasped.
"Did you like making me pee for you?" she asked, her voice even more sultry. "I had to do it, you know. I'm a nigger an' I gotta do like you say. You like tellin' me what to do, right? You like makin' me do nasty stuff?"
"Uh huh," he agreed.
"I like it, too," she said, her orgasm building. "I want to do whatever you want. I want you to fuck my nigger cunt. Use it. Use me."
Mike was slamming into Julia now and she smiled at him with a happy open mouthed grin. She was close now. So close.
"Fuck my nigger cunt, sir," she gasped excitedly. "Fuck it hard. Anything you want... Anything at all, sir. I'll do it..."
"Oh, fuck!" exclaimed Mike, sweat dripping off his face onto hers.
Just as she felt Mike shoot off, Julia came.
"Ah!" she cried out. "Ah!"
She could feel her pussy spasming, squeezing the white boy's dick, milking the seed out of it.
"Fuck..., fuck...," breathed Mike.
Mike collapsed on top of Julia, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. She could feel his dick still twitching inside her as her pussy squeezed the last of his sperm out.
After a minute, Mike got back on his feet and pulled up his jeans. Julia remained spread out on the ground, her legs spread wide, semen drooling out of her vagina. The white boy's eyes were glued to her crotch.
"Can I get up an' get dressed now, sir?" Julia asked sweetly.
"Oh, yeah, sure," replied Mike.
"Thank you, sir," said Julia.
Mike watched intently as Julia dressed. Her clothes were cold and once she put them on, her panties were quickly soaked with cum. They climbed back in the car. The dashboard clock said it was a quarter to five.
"Shit, I'm late," said Mike as started the engine.
"I hope your brother's not too pissed," said Julia, smiling.
"He'll get over it," smiled Mike.
Mike managed to turn the car around and pulled out of the woods. It was getting dark.
"That was way fuckin' cool" said Mike after they'd been driving for a couple minutes.
"Uh huh" Julia replied.
"I, uh, hope that wasn't too nasty," Mike added. "You don't think I'm some kind of perv for likin' that, do you?"
"I did it, didn't I?" Julia responded. "You think I'm a perv?"
"Uh, no," said Mike.
"Well, maybe I am," laughed Julia.
Mike smiled back. Julia hadn't felt so good in a while. Pleasing a white boy who appreciated her made her happy. Getting to cum with a white boy's cock inside her was pretty good, too.
* * *
Brenda was cooking dinner when Julia got back to the apartment.
"You're home late," called her mother. "Where you been?"
"Sorry, Mama," she replied. "I had to work on something before I came home."
"Uh huh," said Brenda dubiously. "Better get washed up. Dinner's gonna be ready soon."
Julia went into her bedroom and closed the door. She wanted to change out of her cum soaked panties and put on fresh ones. As she pulled her pants off, a couple of wet leaves fell on the floor. Once again she could detect the earthy aroma of the forest floor mixed with the scent of sex. It was a smell she wouldn't soon forget.
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