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Authors name: Eros Writer (eroswriterxxx@aol.com)
Story title : Black Cherry
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Black Cherry (Mf, ped, intr, rp, preg)
by Eros Writer (eroswriterxxx@aol.com)
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This story is not meant to be a historical portrayal of
the crime of slavery. This is a work of fiction and
fantasy for adult entertainment only! Feedback welcome,
flames ignored. Enjoy!
***
Warner plantation, Georgia, Summer 1853:
Silas Warner sat on his porch sipping lemonade. The
Georgia weather was hot today, but not as hot as his
blood. Today was the day. He was going to get a new black
bed wench. He'd had his eye on that pretty little
quadroon Sally for some time now. Ever since she'd turned
twelve a few months back he'd been watching the child
closely.
Her mulatta slave mother had been the bed wench one night
of a plantation guest when she was young. The fruit of
that night of copulation was little Sally. Her skin was
an unblemished silky caf' au lait color and her curly
black hair hung all the way to her waist. She was just
under 5 feet tall and only about 90 pounds but her hips
were widening and her figure was beginning to assume that
familiar hourglass shape of a sexually mature female. Her
breasts were starting to develop nicely, poking out the
front of the simple white cotton smock she wore. They
were pointy and just about the size of little apples.
Yes, they'd fit quite nicely in his mouth. It would soon
be time to complete the passage of this little quadroon
slave girl from child to woman.
A few days ago he'd heard little Sally scream in the
fields, calling for her mama. The front of her dress was
wet with a big bright red stain around her crotch. Sally
was menstruating. That very night Silas visited the slave
quarters to see Sally's mammy. He told her that it was
time for Sally to come to the big house and be his bed-
wench. The mammy cried and pleaded that her child was
just a baby.
"Nonsense!" Silas had sternly replied. "I've got eyes.
And like they say, if she's old enough to bleed, she's
old enough to breed."
Sally's mammy just hung her head and promised that the
little girl would be bathed and ready for him just as
soon as her bleeding stopped.
"Now you know how to instruct her properly don't you
Emma? To prepare her for her duties to come?"
"Yes, Massa Warner. She'll be ready for you, I promise."
"That's good, Emma, That's real good. Now there'll be
plenty of food for you and everyone in your cabin and
I'll tell the overseer that you won't have to stay as
long in the fields as the other slaves."
"Thank you Massa," was all the mammy could muster through
her tears.
Now, as Silas watched the mammy escorting Sally toward
the porch of the mansion, his erection was straining in
his white riding breeches. Compulsively, he slapped his
riding crop against his thigh in time with the slow pace
of Sally and her mammy. His ears were cherry red as he
leered at the nude little quadroon slave girl. Her long
black curly hair hung to the small of her back.
She had been stripped naked as he had ordered, her young
nude body paraded past the cabins of the other slaves,
wearing only a loose fitting black leather slave collar
around her neck. In his left hand Silas held the gold
plated chain that he would attach to that collar when he
received the child. Yes indeed, he was looking forward to
many nights of riding this ripe, pubescent little slave
girl.
Her little boobies were sticking straight out with fully
erect dark brown nipples. He could clearly see her little
hairless slit between her legs as she walked. Very soon
he'd have that little quadroon sex goddess on her back
side in his bed and that tiny slit of hers would be
filled with his massive white cock and large quantities
of his hot white seed.
"Here she is Massa, just like you ordered." Mammy hung
her head. Sally's eyes were demurely lowered toward the
ground.
"Very good Emma," Silas knelt in front of little Sally
and lifted her chin, looking into her eyes. "I'm not
going to hurt you Sally. You're a very pretty little
girl. Its time that you became a woman. Do you know what
that means?"
"I think so Massa Warner. Mamma says I have to do
whatever you say." There was a slight fear and trembling
in her voice that sent an electric thrill through his
penis.
Silas grinned. "That's right, Sally, that's right. I'm
going to inspect you now, just to make sure you're still
a virgin and feel you up a little."
He placed the middle finger of his right hand over the
child's tiny hairless slit. Sally closed her eyes and
turned her head to the left as Silas gently slid his
finger in between her hairless pussy lips. She gasped.
Silas found her hymen, intact, unbroken and waiting for
him. Withdrawing his finger, he slowly moved his hands up
her sides till he reached her budding chest, then grasped
both of her pointy little boobies and squeezed gently.
Sally gave out a little moan as he gently rolled her
erect nipples between thumb and forefinger.
"You're gonna be a mighty fine fuck little Sally. A
mighty fine fuck. Now give me a kiss."
Obediently, the little girl wrapped her arms around his
neck and puckered her thick sensuous African lips. Silas
gently kissed her and with his right hand squeezed her
shapely little adolescent ass. Then he thrust his tongue
in her mouth, French kissing the sexy, naked twelve-year-
old slave girl. Sally seemed surprised by this oral
invasion but passively accepted the intrusion of his
tongue.
When he was finished frenching her, Silas rose and took
the gold plated chain and attached it to Sally's black
leather slave collar.
"Now while you're living in the house Sally, you can't
wear any clothes. Your mamma's probably told you that.
And whenever you're with me, you'll have to have this
chain on. If I have any guests over and they ask for you,
you're to service and please them just as you would me.
Is that clear?"
"Yes, Massa."
"Good. Now let's go in the house and have supper."
With that he motioned the mammy away and led the naked
little slave girl on a gold chain through the big door of
the white mansion. As they entered, Joe, the old black
butler held the door and bowed his head, as much to hide
his shame as to show respect. Though when the master had
passed his eyes roved lustfully over the little girl's
shapely backside and ass. Maybe the master would let him
fuck her someday when he was tired of her.
The female slaves in the kitchen were all aghast, but
hiding it well. Softly they clucked to themselves. "That
poor child. That poor innocent beautiful child."
Silas led Sally into the dining room, seating himself at
the head of the table and motioning the child to sit on
his right, letting the gold chain fall to the floor.
"Mary! Where are you? Get down here, its time for
supper!"
As the house slaves bustled about, bringing out the
evening repast, Silas's wife Mary appeared at the top of
the stairs. She was blonde and young, twenty years junior
to Silas's forty-seven years and had a look of outrage on
her face.
"Really Silas! Have you no scruples! I'm your wife, yet
you insist on parading your depredations with your slaves
before me. And this one is only a child!"
Silas smirked and shrugged and took a sip of wine.
"Octoroons are bringing a good price on the market these
days. And I figure to breed a few off of this one. Shut
up, have a seat woman and eat your supper."
Mary's face was beet red as she seated herself at the
table.
"Honestly, Silas. I would never have married you except
that you agreed to pay off my father's debts."
"A wise move my dear. Kept him out of the poor house. By
the way, introductions are in order. Sally, this is my
wife, Mary, she is the mistress of this house."
"In name only!" Mary snorted. But Mary found it hard to
take her eyes off this beautiful naked quadroon slave
child before her. The child's breasts were perfection
itself. Sinful thoughts rose up in Mary, which she
quickly suppressed, but not before Silas had noticed her
lingering gaze on the girl.
"She is a beauty isn't she?" he grinned. "You should
enjoy her sometime when I'm gone."
"Oh really, you're a barbarian! An unholy barbarian. How
could you even suggest such a perverted, sinful thing?"
Silas grinned at her heated reaction to his provocation.
"I'm not a selfish man. I believe family and friends
alike should share in my pleasures."
Mary said nothing. But turned her head and looked toward
the sunset in the west window. As much to avoid letting
her eyes fall on the sexy slave girl as to express
outrage. But all through supper, even as she kept her
head down, she couldn't avoid thinking of the naked
twelve year old before her. Thoughts of exploring the
child's naked body with her hands, probing her nether
regions with her fingers and tongue kept popping into her
mind. Mary's ears were a bright, brilliant hot red from
the sinful, lustful thoughts that filled her mind.
When the meal was over and Silas was leading the girl up
the stairs, chain in hand, for the night's defloration,
Mary gazed lustfully at the child's ass and legs, at the
long, curly black hair flowing down her back. At the turn
in the stairs, she caught Silas looking at her staring at
Sally. Quickly, she turned her head. But it was too late.
He had seen her lustful eyes and laughed the rest of the
way up to the top landing.
Silas took Sally into the "guest room" straight at the
end of the landing. The only guest tonight here would be
himself. Locking the door behind him, he pulled a red
velvet cushion from a chair and instructed Sally to kneel
on it before him. Still holding the gold chain in his
right hand, with the trembling, naked little twelve-year-
old quadroon slave girl kneeling before him, he began to
unbutton his pants with his left.
"Now Sally," he said as he exposed his cock and balls
before the girl's face, "Did your mama give you any
training in sucking a man's cock?"
Sally nodded, her eyes growing slightly wide with fear as
she stared at the massive, throbbing white member, whose
pink bloated head was only inches from her face.
"She gave me a gourd to suck on."
"Good. But a man's penis is a lot different than a gourd.
It's hot and alive. You've got to wrap your lips around
your teeth when you suck and you've got to swallow all of
my cum when I cum in your mouth. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Massa."
"Good, child. Now, cup my balls with your right hand and
wrap your left hand around my cock and start working it
into your mouth, just like with that gourd. Just like how
your momma showed you."
Sally did as she was told, gently holding his big balls
with her right hand while she wrapped her tiny fingers
around his massive white member and opened her mouth to
receive it. Silas groaned as the head of his big prick
entered the little slave girl's mouth leaking pre-cum.
Her thick African lips were closely wrapped around the
massive shaft. Despite a savage instinct to thrust down
the girl's throat, Silas restrained himself.
"Don't try to take too much. Just get the head in. Go
ahead and flick your tongue over my pee hole opening.
Yes, that's it. Taste that cum. Suck girl, suck. My god,
you've got a gift, a natural born talent girl! You were
made to suck white cock."
Silas's cum tasted thick and salty to Sally, but not
altogether bad. In fact, it tasted kind of good. She kept
flicking her tongue over the slit opening of the penis in
her mouth. More cum seemed to be flowing out of Silas's
dick.
Letting the chain drop to the floor, Silas gently grasped
Sally's head in both hands as the little light skinned
black girl continued to bob back and forth on his dick,
her tiny left hand working the massive shaft back and
forth while her tiny right hand gently cupped his massive
balls.
"God! This is paradise!" Silas exclaimed. A pretty little
naked pubescent slave girl on a chain sucking his cock.
He wished all white men could share in this pleasure.
At last, Silas couldn't hold back any more and erupted in
Sally's mouth. A flood of hot white semen filled the
little girl's mouth and she nearly gagged, but managed to
keep swallowing as Silas continued to pump massive
quantities of his seed down her throat.
"Ohhhh!" Silas moaned, "Little Sally you were just made
to suck a white man's cock."
Sally looked up at her master and smiled, licking
driblets of cum off her lips. There was a hot moist
feeling growing down between her legs. It felt good. Her
master's cum tasted good too.
"Aaahh! Sally! That was wonderful." Silas said as he
began disrobing. The little girl's blowjob was masterful.
But he was getting hard again just looking at her licking
his cum off her lips and thinking of the joy of breaking
her hymen, plunging his baby-making cock into the little
girl, deflowering this hot little quadroon virgin and
impregnating her with his seed.
"But now you must get on the bed. Lay down on your back
and spread your legs as wide as you can. I'm going to
fuck you my dear."
Sally got to her feet and with a bit of in trepidation,
climbed onto her master's big canopied bed. She did as
she was told, laying flat on her back and spreading her
little legs as wide as she could, exposing her glorious
pink virginal slit.
Silas took his time undressing wanting to savor the
moment of this innocent light skinned black virgin girl
child spread eagled before him, awaiting his pleasure.
There was nothing like deflowering a young black girl.
Just the thought of plunging into that hot little piece
made his member rise stiffly to the occasion again. But
first he would eat her, suck her little clitty to get her
juices flowing and then, when the time was right, ram it
in her virgin baby-making hole.
When he was at last undressed, Silas climbed onto the bed
and positioned himself between Sally's legs.
"Have you ever played with yourself down there Sally?"
'Once or twice Massa."
"Felt good, didn't it? Well, I'm going to play with you
in a very special way down there, that will make you feel
real good."
With that the dirty old slave master laid on his belly,
grabbed the little quadroon girl's wide open thighs and
began licking her slit, from fuck hole to clit. The child
gasped as Silas' wet tongue lapped and probed her fully
exposed nether regions. Up and down, up and down his hot
wet tongue pressed against Sally's private parts sending
unknown waves of pleasure through the little girl. She
felt like she was high up in the sky on a bright sunny
day, falling a long ways, falling through the air with
the wind caressing her between her legs. She began to
breathe faster and faster as she fell faster and faster,
plummeting toward the earth far below. The wind seemed to
know just what made her feel good even as she tried to
spread her legs even wider to let it flow in between her
legs.
Silas's dick was rock hard, pressed against his belly as
he lapped up the child's juices flowing out of her tiny
virginal opening. Sally was panting rapidly, her head
moving back and forth on the pillow as she approached her
first orgasm. Finally, the little girl began to moan,
loud and long. Silas kept lapping her cunny, causing more
of her juices to flow. God, nothing tasted better than a
little light skinned slave girl!
Sally was vainly trying to buck her hips against his
tongue now. The little girl was in the throes of
pleasure. Silas himself couldn't wait any longer. With a
final lap of her wet hairless slit he got on his knees
and positioned himself between her wide-open legs, his
cock throbbing full and erect again. The little girl was
still panting as she looked up at Silas. Wide eyed she
timidly asked,
"Why...why...why did you stop Massa?"
"This is my baby-maker Sally," Silas said as he stroked
his meat. "I'm going to fuck you every day, hell, several
times a day, till your flat little belly swells up with
my seed. I'm going to make a baby inside you Sally.
Because that's what pretty little slave girls like you
were made for...pleasuring white men and making babies."
Fear was growing in Sally's eyes again as she stared at
the monster cock that seemed insatiable and impossible to
satisfy. Now, confronted with the moment of realization
that this was indeed how babies were made she began to
feel really afraid. She had seen the older slave women
giving birth and it looked very painful. Would she have
to go through that too? But at the same time, she felt so
good, like she never had in her whole life. There was a
burning down there between her legs that craved something
more.
Silas began rubbing the head of his prick up and down the
girl's tiny slit, just like he had his tongue, fuck hole
to clit. Gently at first and then gradually applying more
pressure with each stroke. His pre-cum was leaking out
the tip of his penis mixing with the little slave girl's
juices and his saliva from the licking of her cunny.
Sally's eyes were big and wide as she watched the massive
seven-inch prick insistently probing her tiny opening. It
was starting to hurt a little bit every time he pressed
against her little hole.
"Owww! Please Massa, it hurts!"
"Its gonna hurt a lot more before I'm through honey,"
Silas panted. "But only for a while. You'll like it, I
promise." And with that the horny old slave master placed
his swollen prick head against little Sally's virginal
fuck hole and pressed in with all his weight.
Sally screamed as the big white prick tore open the thin
layer of skin that was her hymen. Blood spurted from the
opening as Silas' penis savagely plunged into the little
girl's moist but virginal fuck hole.
He was in! The first to rape and fuck this beautiful
light skinned slave child. The pain of the helpless
little black girl beneath him only added to his
excitement. Paradise itself. God was she tight and juicy!
He pinned her little wrists against the bed as he worked
more and more of his long thick prick inside the little
virgin. Her screams of protests were of no avail. He was
totally intent on getting as much of his prick into her
as he could before he splattered his seed deep into her
womb. Finally, he reached the limits of her insides.
Slowly at first and then more rapidly he began to pump
her. In and out, in and out. His prick was like a piston
attached to a frantic machine as he pumped the helpless
little slave girl writhing in pain and ...something
else... beneath him.
God she was pretty, he thought. He was going to make at
least one baby a year with her. He'd have to fuck her
about six times a day to make sure she was knocked up.
Fucking little Sally made him feel like a young stud
again. Her body felt so good underneath him.
Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with a
last savage thrust and a grunt of satisfaction he
splattered his cum deep inside her. His contractions
seemed to last forever as he pumped more and more of his
hot white seed into her tight little twat, toward her
fertile young womb.
As he deflated inside her he kissed away her tears. This
was only the beginning of the evening. Next, he'd have
her doggie style, then let her ride him, facing and
backwards. A long night of pleasure was ahead for Silas
and many more nights and days to come after that.
THE END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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