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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
Several weeks went by after Julia's encounter with Mister Kelty. She hadn't been with Mike since that evening when his father had almost caught them together, having sex in his condo. Circumstances hadn't really allowed them any private time, but the colored girl wasn't so sure it would be the same with the pudgy white boy now.
Julia knew she couldn't tell Mike the reason. It wasn't just the fact that she'd promised Mister Kelty that she wouldn't tell his son what had happened. Nor was it the fact that she would have been ashamed to confess to the boy how she'd taken money from his father to let him see her naked, jerk off to her, and cum on her bare brown body. Although, she was ashamed.
Ever since that night, Julia had used her memories of the occasion as masturbation material. An older white man, old enough to be her father, the actual father of her classmate, so consumed with lust for her that he'd paid her money just to be able to look at her charms. And, having seen them, had to relieve the sexual tension by masturbating to her naked body.
It had been incredibly embarrassing, degrading, and humiliating for the black girl. Past encounters with white men and boys left her feeling used, to be sure, and she loved it. However, with them she'd always had a lingering suspicion that they were holding back a little out of concern for pushing her too far. She'd always been left fantasizing about how it would have been had they gone just a little further.
Mister Kelty didn't seem to have such inhibitions. Perhaps it was because he felt entitled to do as he pleased because he'd paid for the privilege. Maybe he was just a horny middle aged pervert that didn't care what some colored teenaged girl thought of him. Whatever the reason, the balding white man made her feel nastier than any of the men or boys she'd been with previously and she was starting to realize that nasty was how she liked it, shameful as that was.
So, maybe Julia was jaded now, but Mike just didn't make her feel the way she wanted to feel. Maybe it was his age, or maybe it was that he was just too nice. Whatever it was, the black girl had experienced a taste of what she wanted and she wanted more.
Naturally, if the situation presented itself for Mike to use her, Julia would do whatever the pudgy red head wanted. She still felt that it was her purpose to serve white men and boys, and that wasn't going to change. However, she knew she'd be left wanting more.
Julia was in her room trying to study one evening after dinner. Trying to do trigonometry homework was next to impossible while her mind was flashing back to that night when she was naked, bent over, and feeling Mike's dad cumming on her. She decided she needed a little break and lay down on her bed.
She was already dressed for bed and wearing the thin oversized tee shirt she'd been sleeping in for a few years. Since she wasn't wearing panties, Julia just parted her legs and put her hand between her legs and started rubbing.
A fantasy reminiscent of the scene with Mister Kelty began to take form in her mind when her mother knocked on the door.
"Julia?" said Brenda through the door. "You got a phone call, girl! I been callin' you. Didn't you hear it ringin'?"
"Sorry, Mama," she replied, blushing furiously. "I didn't hear."
Quickly getting to her feet, Julia smoothed the tee shirt down before going to the door and opening it.
"It's some man named Bob Kelly or somethin'," said Brenda. "Says he wants you to babysit for him. I don't remember you babysittin' for nobody wit' that name."
Julia knew who it was instantly and felt her pussy tingle. She hadn't been sure if she'd ever hear from Mike's dad again even though she'd been thinking about little else since they'd met.
"It's Kelty, Mama," said Julia. "I know his son from school."
"Okay," said Brenda. "Don't keep da man waitin' on the phone."
Brenda had hung the receiver on the side of the wall phone in the kitchen. Julia picked it up and tried to calm herself.
"Hello?" she said.
"Julia," said Mister Kelty. "I got your last name from Mike an' looked you up in the phone book. Good thing there's only one Robinson listed in Jefferson Heights. Is this a good time?"
"Um, yeah," replied Julia, her heart pounding.
"Good," said Mike's dad. "I told your mom that I wanted you to babysit for me on Friday night. Are you available?"
"I'm not doin' anythin' that night," said Julia. "So, yes, I'm available."
"Great," he replied. "You know what kind of babysitting I want, right?"
"Uh huh," she told him.
"I'm gonna be expectin' more this time, girl," he stated. "A lot more. Do you understand?"
Brenda hadn't come into the kitchen and was sitting on the couch watching television. Still, Julia felt a little inhibited having her mother within earshot. She was starting to feel very submissive even though this was only a phone call, but couldn't say what she wanted to.
"Yes..., Mister Kelty," she said.
"Ah, nice and respectful," he said. "I really like that about you, girl."
Girl. It sounded like he was addressing a servant. Or a slave. Whatever it was, Julia's pussy was responding to it.
"Thank you," she replied.
"I'll want you over here early," he told her. "And I'm gonna keep you late. You're gonna earn your money, girl. Understood?"
"Yes, Mister Kelty," she agreed.
"Good," he said finally. "Another thing... I don't really care what you wear. You'll be losing that quickly enough. But, I like girls to be made up for the occasion so they look like what the are. Got it?"
"Yes, Mister Kelty," she blushed, her pussy tingling.
"When can you get here?" he asked.
"Four?" said Julia. "Is that okay?"
"Four is fine," replied Mister Kelty. "I'll be waiting for you."
"'kay," she said softly.
The line clicked and Mike's dad was gone. Julia hung the phone up, her pussy buzzing. She realized she'd been squeezing her thighs together through the entire conversation. In need of relief, she started back to her bedroom.
"So, you gonna go babysit for this Mister Kelty's kids?" asked Brenda as Julia walked through the living room.
"Yes," Julia confirmed. "On Friday. I gotta go over there after school. I won't be back until late."
"How late?" Brenda wanted to know.
"I don't know," replied Julia.
"You make sure they give you a ride home, Julia," said Brenda. "Ridin' that bus late at night ain't no place for a girl like you."
"He will, Mama," agreed Julia.
Back in her room, Julia lay down in the bed, her hand between her legs. She was already fired up and started rubbing furiously as she imagined what more Mister Kelty would be expecting of her.
"Spread those legs, whore," he was telling her. "I paid for that nigger pussy. Now I'm gonna use it."
In her mind, the balding white man just dropped his trousers and mounted her where she lay on the floor. He roughly pushed his dick into her pussy and pounded into her just like he was using something he bought.
"I'm a nigger whore," whispered Julia. "A slutty nigger whore..."
Covering her mouth with her hand, Julia came hard. She was exhausted, but too excited to sleep.
* * *
Friday took forever to finally come around. Julia couldn't focus on her classes and just sat there imaging what might happen that night and remembering the phone call that came earlier in the week. It had all been so business like and matter of fact. She'd never felt so objectified without actually being in the same place as her objectifier.
When her last class was over, Julia went to the girls room where she used to take her panties off for Danny. Once again she was here to please a white man. This time it was Mike's dad. She waited around until the last girl left.
Alone now, Julia opened her book bag and took out the makeup case her aunt had given her last year on her seventeenth birthday. At the time, Darla had shown her how to apply the eye shadow, eye liner, and lipstick. She hadn't used it too much since then, not having occasion to until now, but she did a decent job of it and was pleased with the results even if it did look a little slutty. That was the idea, after all, she thought.
Hurrying out to the bus stop, trying to avoid being seen up close, Julia encountered Mike just outside the high school.
"Hey, Julia," he said, looking her in the face.
"Hi," she replied bashfully.
"My old man's still not goin' outta town any time soon," said Mike disappointedly. "It sucks how he fucked us up last time. I'm gonna try to get the car next week. It's gettin' warmer... Maybe we can go to the woods again..."
"Uh huh," agreed Julia.
"You look different," said Mike. "I don't think I've seen you with make up on before... You look pretty hot that way."
"Thank you," blushed Julia. "Um, I kinda gotta go... I can't miss my bus..."
"Yeah, okay," said Mike. "See ya later."
"'kay," replied Julia.
Walking quickly towards the bus stop, Julia felt a little guilty about keeping the secret from Mike. She also was very embarrassed to have him see her all made up. However, she didn't think he'd be very happy knowing that it was for his father.
Much like her bus ride home after the day spent with Mike and Sean, Julia was struck by the surreal nature of the scene. There she was, a rather ordinary looking high school girl, dressed in a long skirt, boots, and a plain cloth coat, riding on the bus. Nothing too provocative outside of her makeup and no one seemed to pay enough attention to her to notice. No one could possibly know that she was on her way to be used sexually for money by an older white man.
It was just before four o'clock when Julia stepped off the bus at the stop nearest Mister Kelty's condo. She could feel butterflies in her stomach. She'd tried to imagine what it would be like meeting this man again. Last time had been an introduction of sorts and neither knew what to expect. Now that he'd done what he'd done and she'd returned anyways, just what would he do? She was about to find out.
Julia's heart pounded as she pressed the doorbell. She waited for the door to open.
"It's open," came Mister Kelty's voice through the closed door.
Opening the door, Julia crossed the threshold and closed the door behind her. Inside, the curtains were drawn and the room was dark compared with the late afternoon daylight outside. As her eyes adjusted, the black teenager saw Mister Kelty sitting on the couch facing the door. He seemed to be dressed only in a bathrobe.
"Right on time," grinned Mister Kelty. "I like that. Turn on the light. The switch is right there."
Looking towards the spot Mike's dad indicated, Julia saw a wall switch. She reached over and flipped it on. A light mounted on the ceiling over her head came on, illuminating her.
"Good," said the white man. "Now strip."
Surprised by Mister Kelty's bluntness, Julia stood motionless for a few seconds before starting to take her coat off. Apparently, Mike's dad saw no reason for pleasantries this time.
"I said, strip, whore," Mister Kelty repeated gruffly. "I'm not payin' you to jus' stand there. I wanna see the goods. Now, get with it."
Whore. It didn't take long for the white man to remind the negro girl of her place in this situation. This wasn't a social call, after all. Julia was there for one purpose and one purpose only: the sexual gratification of this balding middle aged white man for money.
Her hands trembling and her pussy tingling, Julia quickly removed her coat and started to unbutton her blouse. Standing under the light, she felt as if she were on a stage. A stage she was now stripping on. The black girl took off her skirt before even looking up at Mister Kelty. She wasn't sure, but thought she could see his hand in his lap idly stroking his dick.
Standing there in her bra, panties, and boots, Julia knew she looked like something from a girlie magazine. And, from the way Mister Kelty was acting, he thought so, too, and was treating her that way. Female flesh to masturbate to was all she was to him.
When she got her bra off, Julia glanced over at Mister Kelty. There was no doubt he was slowly jerking off to her. Bending down, she pulled her panties down and slipped them off over her boots. He'd had her keep the boots on last time, so she stopped there. Straightening up, she faced him, her head bowed, waiting for his next instruction.
"Hands behind head," ordered Mister Kelty. "Legs apart."
Raising her arms, Julia put her hands behind her head, her elbows straight out. She was no stranger to this position that displayed her breasts in a pleasing manner. She moved her feet as far apart as she could.
"Turn around," he directed her. "Slow."
Shuffling her feet, Julia slowly turned away from Mister Kelty, giving the middle aged man a full view of her eighteen year old backside. She remembered displaying her body this way in the past for Mister Stanley as well as Danny, but she never felt dirtier about it than she did at this moment. The balding white man objectified her at a level she'd never felt before. To her shame, she could feel how wet she was getting between her legs.
"Bend over," instructed Mister Kelty.
Her face burning, Julia bent over. This ordeal was beyond embarrassing. She'd only just arrived here and hadn't even spoken yet. Now she was virtually naked and bent over in a rather degrading pose.
"Bend over more, slut," commanded the white man. "I wanna see what I bought."
Julia bent further, squatting slightly to keep her balance. She could feel her ass cheeks spreading and cool air on her moist pussy. Surely, the white man could see absolutely everything in detail now, she thought.
"Alright...," said Mister Kelty after a long minute or two. "Stand up an' turn back around."
Straightening up, Julia turned around to face Mister Kelty. Her face flushed when she saw that he did indeed have his hand wrapped around his cock. She felt like living porn, but she also got a thrill out of inspiring such a reaction from the older white man.
"Kneel," he ordered.
Again, Julia hesitated. Displaying her naked teenaged body in degrading ways was embarrassing enough, but she liked doing it because she got off on seeing how aroused it made Mister Kelty. There was something about kneeling before the white man that was far more humiliating.
"I said kneel, bitch," demanded Mister Kelty.
Julia got down on her knees on the floor. Kneeling naked before a clothed white man was indeed very humiliating for the negro girl. Especially after being spoken to in such a derogatory manner. The fact that her pussy was burning as hot as her face made it even more so.
"That's better," said Mister Kelty with satisfaction. "Hands behind head. Legs apart."
At this point, Julia simply complied, passively debasing herself further. Offering her humbled exposed body up, displayed as Mister Kelty desired, was all she was about now. She felt like she was nothing more than something for the fat balding middle aged man to jerk off to. The wetness between her legs only served to shame her for taking pleasure in her humiliation.
"Bow your head, cunt," ordered the white man. "I want to enjoy this some more."
Cunt. Bitch. Slut. Whore. Julia knew that ordinarily she'd be angered to be spoken in such a way. Angered to the point of striking whoever would have dared call her such demeaning names. But, these weren't ordinary circumstances. Taking the verbal abuse coupled with submitting to Mister Kelty's perverted will had her pussy quivering.
Bowing her head down, Julia felt another rush of heat washing over her. Showing such deference to the white man humbled her even further. She wondered how much further he'd go.
"Pick up your panties," Mister Kelty instructed her.
Puzzled, Julia looked up at him. She looked over at where she'd piled her clothing as she'd stripped for the white man.
"Pick 'em up, slut," he repeated impatiently. "Now."
Reaching over to her clothes, Julia picked up her panties. Still on her knees, she looked back at Mister Kelty quizzically.
"That's a good little whore," smiled Mister Kelty. "Now put them on your head."
Julia's jaw dropped. Did Mike's dad really expect her to wear her panties over her head?! By the look on his face, the black girl knew that he did. This would be degrading beyond her imagination. She'd fantasized about humbling herself and masturbated as she imagined being put her place. But putting her underpants on her head had never occurred to her.
"Do it now!" demanded Mister Kelty.
Her hands trembling, Julia took hold of the waistband of her white cotton panties and put them over her head. The colored girl's excitement had grown during the bus ride to Mister Kelty's condo and her pussy was wet by the time she arrived. Her panties were still a little warm and damp and her scent filled her nostrils.
"Pull them down so the crotch is under your nose so you can get a good whiff of your whore cunt," directed the fat man.
The black girl tugged the waistband down past her chin so that the crotch was positioned over the middle of her face. She could see through the leg holes and kept her eyes downcast to the floor. Her whole body burned with humiliation. To her shame, her pussy was twitching.
"There," commented the white man. "Now you look like a proper panty headed whore... Can you smell your nasty cunt, slut?"
Julia was too embarrassed to answer. She could smell it all too well. No decent girl would get excited at this kind of degrading treatment and the fact that she did spoke volumes as to what she was.
"I asked you a question, bitch," said Mister Kelty gruffly. "Now answer it. Can you smell your nasty fucking whore cunt, slut?"
"Yes, sir," replied Julia softly.
"Speak up, cunt," ordered the white man. "I couldn't hear you."
"Yes, sir," Julia repeated, her voice somewhat louder.
"Yes, sir, what?" asked Mister Kelty. "Answer the question properly."
Swallowing hard, Julia summoned up her spirit and spoke.
"Yes, sir," answered Julia. "I can smell my nasty fucking whore cunt, sir."
The words were demeaning and it was embarrassing to say them out loud. Especially while kneeling naked on the floor wearing her panties over her bowed head. Glancing up for a brief half second, Julia could see that Mister Kelty was slowly stroking his dick to her degradation Her pussy twitched again, knowing that the white man was using her humiliation to give himself pleasure.
"Good," said Mister Kelty. "How does it smell?"
"Like a nigger, sir," replied Julia. "It smells like a slutty nigger bitch."
"Damn...," gasped the white man. "You fuckin' whore... You're gonna make me shoot off before I even stick my dick in your face... Bring your black ass over here."
Sneaking another peek through her panty leg, Julia saw Mister Kelty's eyes grow wide and his face red. He groaned and stopped stroking his cock. She could see pre cum on the tip of his dick. Her clit jumped at the sight. Although the white man was obviously in charge, the colored girl loved knowing that without even touching him she, could excite him, using only her body and her words, almost to the point of losing control.
On her knees, Julia took a step towards the couch where Mister Kelty was slouched in his bathrobe. She could feel the wetness between her legs as she moved.
"No...," barked Mister Kelty. "Crawl. Like the slutty black bitch you are. Crawl on the floor where you belong, whore."
Julia let herself fall forward onto her hands and knees and crawled the rest of the way over to where Mister Kelty was sitting. When she reached the couch, she positioned herself on the floor at the white man's feet and looked up at him through the leg holes in the panties she was wearing on her head. Even though he'd let go of his cock, the negro girl saw that it was standing straight up.
Mister Kelty moved forward until he was sitting on the edge of couch. Julia was still on her hands and knees, her head between the white man's open legs, his erection almost touching her panty covered face.
"Open your mouth," ordered Mister Kelty.
The black girl complied. Looking up at the fat man like a dog looking up at its master, Julia opened her mouth even though Mister Kelty wouldn't be able to see it with the crotch of her panties blocking his view. He put his finger against the cotton material over her parted lips and pushed it in. The teenager could taste herself as balding man shoved the crotch of her panties into her mouth.
"You taste that nasty cunt, bitch?" he asked.
Unable to speak, Julia nodded, causing her breasts to sway.
"Keep that in your mouth," Mister Kelty instructed her.
Julia closed her lips on the panty crotch as the white man withdrew his finger from her mouth. The taste of her pussy was strong on her tongue.
Mister Kelty took hold of the base of his erection between his thumb and index finger and started tapping the side of Julia's face with it. She could feel the pre cum smear on her cheek as the white man continued hitting her face with his his dick. She had never thought of getting cock slapped in the face, but it was incredibly degrading to be on the receiving end of it. Unable to control herself, she involuntarily squeezed her thighs together to give her clit the pressure it was craving.
"You're just a little black cock whore, aren't you, bitch?" grinned Mister Kelty.
Her mouth still stuffed with the crotch of her panties and the white man's cock still slapping against the side of her face, Julia nodded, agreeing with Mister Kelty's assessment.
"I bet you even like gettin' dick slapped, don't you, slut?" he asked her.
Julia nodded again. Degrading as it was, and much to her shame, she did like it. She continued to squeeze her thighs together as she waited on her hands and knees, passively presenting her face to have Mister Kelty slap it with his cum leaking dick.
"Now here's the thing, cunt," he explained hoarsely. "You're gonna open your fuckin' slut mouth an' I'm gonna stick my dick in it. You're gonna suck it until I shoot off. Then you're gonna swallow it all down like a good little whore. You got that, bitch?"
Once more, Julia nodded. Mister Kelty took hold of the crotch of the negro's panties and pulled them out of her mouth, moving them to one side of her face. She held her lips open as he moved his cock over stuck the head inside. Taking hold of her head, the white man forced his dick into the colored girl's mouth. Immediately, she started sucking as she'd been told even though he'd startled her with how forceful he was.
Wet slurping sounds and grunting noises were all that could be heard as the fat man moved the negro's head up and down, using her mouth to masturbate with. This went on for a long half minute before Julia felt the white man ejaculating down her throat.
"Oh, fuck," groaned Mister Kelty. "Fuck..."
Almost gagging on the thick warm liquid shooting out of the white man's dick, Julia valiantly gulped Mister Kelty's sperm down. His erection quickly softened after the last of the fat man's seed was expelled into the teenager's mouth. However, he didn't release her head from his grip, instead he forced her face into his crotch. The bristly pubic hairs on his balls brushed against her chin and her nostrils were filled with the smell of musky sweat mixed with the aroma of the crotch of her panties.
After holding Julia's head against his cock for a minute or two, Mister Kelty finally relaxed his grip on her. She sat back on the floor, her jaw aching, gasping for breath.
"You're quite the little cocksucker," he complimented her. "Even the most skilled whore who ever sucked my dick didn't get me off that fast. You're really earnin' your money tonight."
"Thank you, sir," said Julia.
"Stand up," he instructed. "Legs apart, hands behind head. You know how I wanna see it."
Dressed only in her boots and still wearing her used panties over her head, Julia stood up, keeping her feet far apart. She raised her arms and placed her hands behind her head, keeping her elbows out. She could feel how the position lifted her breasts slightly, displaying them for fat balding white man. Mister Kelty looked the negro girl over briefly before putting his hand on her breast.
"Pretty big tits for a high school girl," he remarked to himself.
Putting his free hand on Julia's other breast, Mister Kelty squeezed them both. The colored girl's pussy buzzed in response to having her intimate parts handled. The white man gripped the negro's nipples and pinched them both hard, eliciting a gasp.
"Hard nips, too," observed Mister Kelty. "Almost like you like it. But, you can't help it, can you, whore? Doesn't matter if you hate it, they're gonna respond."
Mister Kelty pinched Julia's nipples again, even harder this time. The black girl whimpered. The balding man grinned. He let one of his hand drop down and pushed it between the negro's spread legs. She felt him thrust a finger between her pussy lips. She saw him raise his eyebrows.
"You liked it?!" exclaimed Mister Kelty. "Your cunt is fuckin' soaked! The last time I had a whore crawlin' around with panties on her head still had a cunt so dry I had to lube it up just to get my dick in! I've had a couple just tell me to go fuck myself. But, you... Damn! What a fuckin' slut!"
It hadn't occurred to Julia to refuse to comply with Mister Kelty's twisted desires. Quite the contrary. Degrading as it had been, she had liked it. She'd liked it so much, she'd caught herself trying to masturbate while it was happening. The fat man had actually been surprised that she'd be aroused by something that real prostitutes wouldn't do or only do grudgingly. What must he think of her now? The colored girl was too ashamed to answer him.
Without waiting for a response, Mister Kelty jammed his finger into Julia's vagina. He started moving it around and she could hear the sloppy wet noises it made. She was humiliated utterly. However, she was also incredibly aroused. She felt herself start humping at the while man's hand. Her body answered his question for her.
"You're nothin' but a slut!" said Mister Kelty, grinning. "Get down on the floor, cunt. Work that whore cunt for me. I wanna watch you get yourself off with your nasty panties in your face. No fake shit... I wanna hear it for real."
After Mister Kelty removed his hand from between her legs, Julia humped at the empty air for a moment. However, once she'd been ordered to get on the floor and masturbate, she didn't hesitate. She sat down on the carpet at the white man's feet before laying on her back and putting her hand between her legs.
Rubbing furiously, Julia was too excited to think about the brazen spectacle she was putting on. Through the leg hole in her panties, she could see Mister Kelty looking down at her, his face red and his eyes shining. She knew she should be ashamed, but she was actually happy to have the chance to give herself some relief. She could feel herself getting close. Her audience could tell, too.
"Damn...," said Mister Kelty. "You are a fuckin' slut, aren't you?"
Julia continued masturbating, barely aware of the white man watching her. But, yes, she was a slut and she knew it.
"Answer, bitch!" ordered Mister Kelty. "Or I'll make you stop. Tell me you're a fuckin' slut."
"Yes, sir, I'm a slut, sir," replied Julia, her voice strained.
"That's more like it, bitch," grinned the fat man. "You better ask nice before you cum. You got that?"
"Yes, sir," answered the black girl. "I gotta ask nice..."
"You know why you gotta ask?" prompted Mister Kelty. "It's 'cause I'm not makin' you do it to get your slutty self off. It's 'cause I feel like watchin' a black whore fuck herself for me. The only way I'm gonna let you cum is if I feel like watchin' you cum. So you gotta ask nice. So, tell me, cunt... You like fuckin' yourself for me?"
Shameful as it was, Julia knew the answer.
"Yes, sir," whimpered the teenager. "I like fuckin' myself for you, sir."
"Why?" he asked.
"'Cause I'm a slutty nigger whore, sir," she answered breathlessly.
"Is that right?" he replied. "You're a nigger whore? A slutty cocksuckin' nigger whore?"
Hearing Mister Kelty finally use the magic word pushed Julia to the edge. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold back for long. And the more she thought about having to ask for permission to cum, the harder it was.
"Yes, sir," she whimpered. "I'm a cocksuckin' nigger whore. A slutty black nigger cocksuckin' whore. I like fuckin' myself for you, sir. I... wanna cum, sir... Please..., sir... Can I cum, sir?"
"Beg, nigger," said Mister Kelty. "Beg your better, you little whore."
"Please, sir," Julia begged. "Please let me cum, sir. I wanna so bad... I gotta... I'm a slutty little cocksuckin' nigger whore like you say, sir. Please can I cum for you?"
Mister Kelty grinned down at the negro girl laying on the floor at his feet, her legs splayed open, masturbating vigorously, pleading for release.
"All right," allowed Mister Kelty. "Go ahead an' cum."
The flood gates opened as soon as Mister Kelty gave the word. Julia's orgasm hit her hard. Never had the colored teen degraded herself so deeply and never had she cum so hard by her own hand.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" cried Julia frantically. "Oh! Ahhh..."
Gradually, Julia began to calm down. Looking up through the leg holes of her panties, she saw Mister Kelty looking down on her, his face red and his forehead beaded with sweat. The scent of her own musk filled her nostrils, both from the crotch of her underpants she still wore over her head, as well as the smell of her pussy hanging heavy in the air.
A few hours ago, Julia was an outwardly normal looking high school student, walking through the halls with her classmates. Now, she'd been transformed into an over-sexed animal who was a slave to her basest urges. A slutty whore, just as she'd told Mister Kelty while begging for permission to climax. Not only was she taking money to submit to such degradation, she was getting off on it in a big way.
After a minute or two of sitting on the floor, her panties on her head, her legs splayed open, and her pussy dripping, Julia's embarrassment grew. Mister Kelty just sat there silently, enjoying the view of the debased black teenaged girl.
"Stand up, cunt," he ordered finally.
Julia awkwardly stood, her legs feeling weak. Her hands at her side and her head bowed, she waited for further instructions.
"Bend over my knee," instructed Mister Kelty. "Slutty black bitches like you need to be spanked and that's what I'm gonna do. Now, do it."
Spanked! Julia had never received a spanking her life. As far as her mother knew, she'd always been a good girl and had never done anything to deserve one even if her mother had been the type to do it. She felt a little nervous about getting a spanking from the perverted white man even though the idea had her pussy tingling.
"What are you waiting for?" demanded Mister Kelty. "Bend over an' stick that black ass up!"
Ultimately, Julia's desire to submit to more humiliating treatment overcame her anxiousness about how much it might hurt. The negro girl stepped forward and bent over Mister Kelty's knees. She felt very vulnerable in this position, her ass sticking out, panties still over her head.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
The white man brought his open hand down on the colored girl's bare bottom. It didn't hurt as much as it stung and wasn't as bad as Julia had been afraid of.
"This is somethin' your daddy shoulda done a long time ago, you slutty bitch," said Mister Kelty.
"I... ain't... got... no... daddy..., sir...," said Julia between blows.
"No?" said Mister Kelty, stopping himself for a moment. "Well, I'll be your daddy now."
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Even though he wasn't spanking her any harder, Julia's ass was starting to get more sensitive and the blows were starting to hurt. At the same time, she could feel her pussy getting hotter.
"You're just a dirty little slut, aren't you?" asked Mister Kelty as he continued to spank her.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Yes, sir," answered Julia, her voice strained. "I'm a dirty little slut."
"Daddy," Mister Kelty corrected her. "Call me daddy, girl."
Daddy? This was getting pretty twisted, thought Julia. The idea of calling this balding white man who was spanking her... who had just made her masturbate for him... whose dick she'd just sucked, swallowing his seed... calling him daddy... was so shameful on so many levels. What was even more shameful was that she wanted to do it.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Say it, slut!" Mister Kelty demanded, punctuating his order with more blows to the negro's backside.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Yes, daddy," whimpered Julia. "I'm a dirty little slut, daddy."
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"That's better," grinned Mister Kelty. "That's what daddy wants to hear. Tell daddy what a cocksuckin' little whore you are."
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"I'm a dirty little cocksuckin' whore, daddy," said Julia.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
Julia's ass was on fire now, as was her pussy. She could feel Mister Kelty's erection springing to life and poking her in the belly as the white man continued to administer the spanking.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"That's right, that's what you are," Mister Kelty rasped. "A dirty little cocksuckin' whore... You like suckin' dick for money, cunt?"
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Yes, daddy," said Julia, her voice cracking. "I like suckin' dick for money, daddy. I'm a slutty nigger whore, daddy."
Whap! Whap! Whap!
The last few blows were harder and stung the negro's tender flesh. She could feel the heat radiating off her bare ass. The fat man's dick was hard and her squirming was making it harder.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Ow!" cried Julia. "You're hurtin' me, daddy!"
"Am I?" asked Mister Kelty. "You know you love it, you little bitch. Don't you?"
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Yes, daddy, I love it," wailed Julia. "I'm a little nigger whore, daddy."
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"Fuckin' a right you're a little nigger whore," growled Mister Kelty. "Now, beg for daddy's dick like the nasty slut you are."
"I want your dick, daddy," begged Julia. "I want you to fuck my whore cunt, daddy. Please, daddy, fuck my slutty nigger cunt?"
"Stand up," grunted Mister Kelty.
Slowly, Julia eased herself onto her feet. Her ass was burning from the spanking. Begging to be fucked was embarrassing, but calling this perverted white man "daddy" while she did it was totally twisted. What was really shameful, though, was how quickly she got into the role and how excited she was now.
Mister Kelty lay on his back on the couch. His robe fell open. His chest was carpeted with course black hair, flecked with gray. His dick was standing straight up. He patted his lap.
"Climb on, whore," he directed her. "Come an' get daddy's dick."
Swinging her leg over Mister Kelty, Julia squatted over the white man's cock. She could feel the head of it on her crotch. Slowly, she eased herself down on it. The teenager's pussy was so wet that the fat man's dick slipped right inside her. She sat back, impaled on his member. She looked down at him through the leg holes in the panties that still were draped over her head.
"Oh, daddy...," she cooed. "Your cock is so big inside my slutty nigger cunt... Are you gonna fuck me now, daddy? Are you gonna fuck your little nigger whore?"
"No," groaned Mister Kelty. "You're gonna do the work you little black bitch. Earn your money, whore. Fuck your daddy."
"Yes, daddy," said Julia as she started to move herself up and down on the white man's cock. "Am I doin' it right, daddy? Am I fuckin' you good?"
"Faster, cunt," grunted the balding man.
Julia leaned forward and put her hands on either side of Mister Kelty's chest. In this position she could buck her hips faster. It was as if she was jerking the fat man off with her pussy.
"Is that better?" asked Julia, her voice husky. "Is that how you like it, daddy? You like your nigger whore to fuck you fast?"
"Yeah," answered Mister Kelty. "Good whore."
Humping so fast had Julia close to orgasm in a hurry. She hoped that Mister Kelty would last long enough for her to cum although, she was enjoying how excited he was getting from the nasty talk she was giving him.
"Daddy, can I cum?" she asked sweetly. "Your dick feels so good inside my nigger cunt, daddy... Please, can I cum? Please, daddy?"
"Go ahead, bitch," he told her. "But you better keep fuckin' me. That's your job, whore."
"Yes, daddy...," gasped Julia. "I'm.... cummin'..., daddy.... Oh, daddy... Ohhh..."
Julia's pussy spasmed as she reached climax, but she didn't slow her humping at all. The negro girl kept fucking the fat white man fast and hard the entire time.
"That's the way, nigger," said Mister Kelty. "Fuck your better like a good little whore."
To her surprise, Julia felt her pussy contract again as a second orgasm hit her.
"Oh! Oh!" she cried out. "Ahhh!"
"You're cummin' again, you little slut?" growled Mister Kelty. "You fuckin' cunt, I didn't say you could."
Mister Kelty reached up and took Julia's nipples and gripped them between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, pinching them hard. Julia felt the jolt of pain, but her pussy kept spasming. The fat man started tugging on her nipples, stretching her tits out. The black girl kept bucking her hips.
"Oh, daddy...," whimpered Julia. "You're hurtin' my titties, daddy... It feels good, daddy... Harder, daddy... Fuck my nigger cunt, daddy... Hurt my nigger tits..."
"Here it comes, whore," grunted Mister Kelty. "Take it, bitch..."
The fat man ejaculated in the negro's vagina as she rode him. He gave her nipples another painful yank before releasing them and letting his hands fall to his side. Julia felt Mister Kelty's seed shooting inside her pussy, but kept humping and squeezing until she felt him start to soften.
A minute or two later, Mister Kelty lifted the panties off Julia's head and, putting them to his nose, inhaling deeply. The colored girl found this to be very humiliating, too, although she wasn't sure why.
"Get on the floor where you belong," ordered the white man. "On your hands and knees, like a dog."
Julia climbed off of Mister Kelty and got down on the floor on her hands and knees. The negro's body reminded her of how hard she'd been used. Her pussy was sore from fucking and her ass was burning from the spanking. Her nipples ached from being roughly tugged on. She could feel the white man's semen running down the inside of her thighs.
"Lick my feet, dog," commanded Mister Kelty. "Show me you know your place."
Just when she thought she'd reached the bottom of her degradation, Julia found out she could sink even deeper. First a whore, now just a dog. The real humiliation, though, was that it made her sore pussy tingle. She looked down at the white man's feet and lowered herself down until she could touch them with her tongue. Like the dog Mister Kelty had called her, the colored girl licked the fat man's feet.
"Good dog," grinned Mister Kelty. "Now suck the toes. Get them in your mouth."
Moving her head, Julia opened her mouth and took Mister Kelty's big toe between her lips and sucked it. The fat man shoved his foot further in, the negro's cheeks bulged, but she continued to suck.
"Look up at me, bitch," directed Mister Kelty.
Tilting her head up without letting his foot slip out of her mouth, Julia looked at Mister Kelty. She knew what she must look like. Down on all fours sucking the white man's foot. It was as if she was giving obeisance to him. It was quite humbling and also, shamefully, arousing.
"You're nothin' but a slutty black bitch, aren't you, whore?" he asked.
Before Julia could answer, Mister Kelty moved his foot slightly up and down, causing the black girl's head to nod in agreement.
"A cocksuckin' nigger dog," he went on, continuing to make Julia's head nod.
Finally, Mister Kelty pulled his foot out from Julia's mouth. He moved it to where he could reach her hanging breasts and caused them to sway.
"Turn around and stick that ass up," ordered the fat man.
Still on her hands and knees, Julia moved around until she was facing away from Mister Kelty. Knowing what he wanted to see, she spread her legs and pushed her ass out towards him. After a moment, she felt his foot between her legs, running his big toe up and down her vagina.
"Put your face on the floor an' stick that big black ass up higher," he directed her.
Lowering herself down until her chest was on the carpet, Julia rested her head on the floor. She could feel her cheeks spread as she tried to display her ass to Mister Kelty's liking.
Julia remained in that humbling position for several minutes as Mister Kelty continued to amuse himself by playing with her intimate female parts with his foot. The colored girl hadn't been to the bathroom since she left school several hours earlier and had been in need of relief for some time now. Now, the white man's actions were making it difficult for her to hold it.
"Excuse me, sir," said Julia in a small voice. "I... have to pee."
"You do?" asked Mister Kelty. "I oughta have you go do it outside like a proper dog, but the condo association would give me shit about it since they don't allow pets here. You'll have to use the bathroom over there."
"Yes, sir," Julia said.
Mister Kelty pointed to a door near the bottom of the stairs. Julia started to rise to her feet before the white man stopped her.
"Crawl, bitch," Mister Kelty ordered. "Like a dog."
Another wave of humiliation washed over Julia as she began to crawl across the floor towards the bathroom. Her breasts swayed with each step. Behind her, she heard Mister Kelty get up and follow her. She realized that she'd likely be peeing with him watching.
The bathroom was dark as Julia reached it, but Mister Kelty reached in and flipped the switch. It was smaller than the upstairs bathroom that she remembered, but it did have a shower stall.
"Get into the shower an' do your business over the drain, doggie," he directed her. "Hurry it up an' don't be shy."
Moving forward on her hands and knees, Julia crawled across the bathroom floor and into the shower stall. She squatted over the drain located in the center of the stall. She kept her head bowed, unable to face Mister Kelty as she struggled to relax enough to urinate with him watching.
After a long half a minute or so, Julia managed to start pissing as Mister Kelty looked on. The sound of her stream hitting the hollow fiber glass floor of the shower stall was louder than she'd expected and she felt her face burn with humiliation. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the white man was opening his robe, but she was too embarrassed to look. No doubt he was going to start jerking off to her degradation again, she thought.
Suddenly, Julia felt warm liquid splashing against her chest. She looked up to see that Mister Kelty had his dick in his hand and she'd thought, but instead of jerking off, he was pissing on her. The colored girl had only raised her head for a second or two before the white man directed the stream of urine up and into her face. Quickly, she turned her head and the yellow liquid splashed off her cheek.
"Face front, whore," demanded Mister Kelty. "I'm not done yet."
Scrunching her eyes shut, Julia turned her head back towards Mister Kelty. He continued to piss in her face until his stream weakened and hit her on the chest before it stopped.
"Clean yourself up, slut," he ordered her, "and make it quick. I think my dick's gettin' hard again."
Julia kept her eyes closed until she heard Mister Kelty's footsteps go off into the living room. She wiped the droplets of piss away from her face and opened her eyes. The acrid smell of the fat man's urine filled her nostrils. The black girl was still shocked that he'd done something so nasty to her. She felt ashamed that she'd just squatted there and let him do it, but what else could she do? He was paying for the use of her body, and that was how he chose to use it.
Standing up, Julia turned on the faucet and stood under the shower for a minute, just letting the clean warm water rinse the stink off of her. She found a bar of soap and washed herself off. Once she was finished, she stepped out of the stall and dried herself off with a towel.
"Get over here, slut," commanded Mister Kelty from his seat on the couch. "You know how."
Indeed, Julia did know how. Lowering herself to her hands and knees, the negro girl made her way back across the floor to where the white man sat. Mister Kelty watched her crawl, taking delight in seeing her breasts swaying. He was slouched back on the couch with his legs parted. His robe was open and his half erect dick was clearly visible.
"Suck me hard, whore," he directed her. "I want another piece of that black cunt before I take you home."
Crawling until her head was between Mister Kelty's legs, Julia slurped his cock between her lips. She shuddered as she thought about the fact that he'd just pissed on her and now his dick was in her mouth. The black girl could feel the fat man's member stiffen as she sucked on it.
"All right, turn around," ordered Mister Kelty. "Present your cunt to me, bitch. Hold still while I stick it in."
Backing off the white man's dick, Julia turned around on her hands and knees. She rested her chest and head on the floor. She parted her legs to give Mister Kelty access to her sex. She heard him get down on the carpet behind her. A moment later he was sticking his dick into her pussy.
Still mortified by her earlier degradation, Julia's vagina wasn't lubricated. However, that didn't stop Mister Kelty from unceremoniously shoving his cock into her dry cunt. Combined with the fact that she was still tender and swollen from her earlier fucking, her pussy hurt from the violation and she groaned as he drove his dick home, deep inside her.
"Quiet, whore," Mister Kelty commanded gruffly. "Just take it until I'm done."
Grunting and panting like an animal, the white man continued to pump his stiff cock into the negro's sore pussy. Julia considered how Mister Kelty was using her like a piece of meat without regard for how she felt. As far as he was concerned, she was just a hole to fuck. A cum receptacle.
The more she thought about the situation, the more degraded and used Julia felt. After a minute she noticed that her body was pushing back against Mister Kelty's thrusts. In spite of the pain, she was unconsciously humping along with him, trying to get at much pressure and penetration as possible. From the sloppy wet sounds she heard, the colored girl knew her pussy was reacting the way it always did to in response to a white man's attention. It was shameful, but there was nothing she could do about it. Her body was out of her control and she started moaning despite her attempts to stifle herself.
"You are such a little slut!" groaned Mister Kelty. "You don't care what I do to you so long as you get that dick in your hole, do you?"
Embarrassed and ashamed, Julia said nothing. Mister Kelty continued to pump his dick hard into the colored girl's pussy. She could feel her breasts swinging and bumping her in the chin.
"Answer, slut," demanded the white man.
"You can do what you want, sir," said Julia. "I'm a little nigger slut. I want your dick in my hole. I want it bad, daddy."
"Fuck," grunted Mister Kelty. "Slutty nigger bitch..."
Julia felt Mike's dad jam his cock into her pussy until his balls slapped up against it. A second later, the fat man ejaculated into the negro's vagina. It wasn't as strong as before. The white man's seed just flooded into the colored girl's pussy and his dick softened almost immediately. Once again, she'd been worked up with no release, only use.
Mister Kelty got to his feet and looked down at Julia. Her swollen pussy throbbed with a mix of pain and arousal.
"Clean my dick off, cunt," ordered Mister Kelty.
Rising to her knees, Julia turned around and faced Mister Kelty glistening member. She leaned forward and slurped it into her mouth and sucked off the slick mixture of semen and her own wetness.
"I guess it's time to take you home," said the white man. "Let me go get dressed. You wait here like you are. No sense in coverin' up the goods before the last second."
From her knees, Julia watched Mister Kelty rise and go up the stairs. A couple minutes later, he returned, dressed to go out. He pulled his wallet out and fished a couple of bills out.
"Here's your money, whore," he told her. "Open your mouth."
Puzzled, Julia complied, opening her mouth up. Mike's dad crumpled the two bills up and stuffed them between the negro's lips.
"You're good," said Mister Kelty, looking down at the naked kneeling teenager. "Real good. I've had plenty of hookers over the years an' not one of 'em was ready to take what you took without an argument and a bunch more bucks."
"Mmmff mmmff, mmmff," said Julia, her mouth stuffed with the crumpled cash.
"You can take the money out of your mouth," said Mister Kelty. "I just like puttin' a whore in her place... That's all."
Pulling the bills out of her mouth, Julia looked up at Mike's dad.
"Thank you, sir," she said.
"Thank you?" Mister Kelty replied. "For what? The money? You earned it."
"For everything, sir," said Julia.
Glancing down, Julia noticed the denominations of the bills. Mister Kelty had given her two hundred dollars. She looked back up at him. He seemed lost in thought for a long moment.
"Mike never gave you anything for pussy, did he?" Mister Kelty asked finally. "You did it 'cause you get off on it. You're not really a whore at all, are you?"
"No, sir," answered Julia. "Not until now, anyways."
"So you do this with lots of guys?" he wanted to know.
"No, sir," she replied. "Nobody knows about me... Well... Mike does. And you, sir."
"Knows what?" he asked.
"What I like...," she answered. "I... like doin' what white men say. That's all..."
"How come?" asked Mister Kelty.
"I don't really know why...," answered Julia. "I guess I'm jus' a nigger, sir. A slutty nigger whore like you said."
"I...," started the white man. "Damn, you're gettin' me goin' again... Too bad you already drained my balls dry. Go ahead an' get dressed."
"Yes, sir," replied Julia.
Still on her knees, Julia turned around and leaned forward onto her hands. Crawling across the floor to where her clothing was, the colored girl made sure to make her ass swing a little extra and her breasts sway a little more. Mister Kelty's eyes were glued to her naked black form. She turned back around to face him.
"Um, I forgot my panties," said Julia. "I think they're on the couch..."
"I'll be keeping them," Mister Kelty informed her. "A souvenir."
"Yes, sir," blushed Julia.
Mike's dad looked on as the black teenager dressed. Julia put her clothing on slowly since she could tell he was enjoying watching her. Since she wasn't going to be wearing her panties again, she left her skirt for last so he could see her bare pussy and ass until the end.
Once Julia had her coat on, Mister Kelty rose and together they walked out to his car. As she climbed in, the black girl made sure to accidentally let her skirt ride up, exposing herself to Mike's dad. Judging by how many times he glanced over at her on the ride home, she could tell he appreciated the view.
"Are you available next Friday?" asked Mister Kelty as he pulled the car to the curb in front of Julia's apartment.
"Yes, sir," Julia answered.
"I'll expect you at the same time," said Mister Kelty. "You're gonna earn your money, too, whore."
"Yes, sir," replied Julia. "Thank you, sir."
Julia climbed out of Mister Kelty's car and watched as he drove away before heading up to her apartment.
* * *
It was late and Julia wasn't surprised to see Brenda dozing on the couch with the television on. She wondered if her mother had taken advantage of having the apartment to herself and entertained the building superintendent. Probably not, she thought, or she would be in her room with the vibe going.
"Everythin' go okay?" asked Brenda, opening her eyes and sitting up. "You look like them kids was runnin' you ragged! How many was there?"
"Just one," answered Julia.
"Now you know how I feel!" laughed Brenda.
"Yeah," agreed Julia. "I'm pretty beat... I'm gonna go to bed now."
"All right," said Brenda. "Good night, Julia."
"Night, Mama," said Julia.
Julia wasn't lying about being beat. Not only was she tired, but her ass was still tender from the spanking, her pussy was sore from being fucked, and her nipples ached from being tugged on. She thought back to the incredibly nasty things she'd done and had done to her. It was as if it had happened to someone else.
Nevertheless, it wasn't long after she got under the covers that Julia's hand found its way between her legs. She moved her free hand to her breast and rolled her hard nipple between her fingers. It hurt, but at the same time it felt good, too.
Still swollen and sensitive, Julia's pussy instantly reacted to her touch as she started rubbing on it. It only took a minute to get herself close to orgasm as she thought about riding the white man's cock while he tugged on her nipples.
"I'm a nigger whore...," she whispered. "A slutty nigger whore..."
After she came, Julia started thinking about next Friday when she'd be babysitting for Mike's dad again. She wondered how he'd make her earn her money then.
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