Court Reporter (Sexy wife finally gives)

Jan Ashley, never fail to turn all the men's head when she walked down the hall of the law firm where she worked as a court reporter. She was every mans dream of what the perfect woman would look like. She was five feet eight inches tall and her 120 pounds were placed perfectly on her shapely body. Long blond hair, that came down below her shoulders, her c cup tits, and long slim legs made all the men in the office as well as else where wish they could take her husbands place just once. Jan had worked for the firm since she was twenty. She married Scott at twenty two and now at twenty seven she was in her prime. She knew she was attractive but she never acted like it made any difference. Her dresses were cut above the knees but not far enough to look cheap. When she would bend over she didn't mind showing a little cleavage. She was a first class, number one, totally sexy woman. Before she and Scott married she had turned down many proposals from the lawyers in the firm. She had been engaged to Scott then and she had made a vow to remain a virgin until she married. The men soon learned she wasn't going to take any of them up but that didn't stop them from hitting on her then and after she married. The firm was large with ten lawyers and numerous secretaries. Jan and one more girl would work with the different lawyers and take notes during dispositions. It often required them traveling out of town over night. The two women would alternate going out of town. Then Gail got pregnant and it fell on Jan to do all the traveling. She didn't mind since she didn't have any children and Scott was out of town half the time anyway, besides her pay was almost doubled when she traveled. Most of the time dispositions were taken in the office or here in town and the travel was normally once or twice a month at most. The firm was made up of mostly white lawyers and a couple of blacks. Rod was the newest hire and despite being black was the one most discussed by the females at breaks and during lunch. He was tall and slender and it was easy to tell that he worked out. He wasn't muscle bound but very firm with a nice flat stomach and all the woman thought he had a cute ass. Like all the other men at the firm he noticed Jan right off. He was quickly informed that he was wasting his time hitting on her. That didn't deter him, only made him change what tactics he had in mind. He had been with the firm a year and so far he had managed to make friends with her but not much else. Jan would not have said that she was prejudiced against blacks but she had grown up in the south and people still looked down on mixed couples. Her father would have killed her if she had ever been out with one. She made sure she kept her distance from Ron and the other black lawyer. She had been out of town a couple of times with the older black man but so far she had not had to go out with Ron. She had joked with the other women about how sexy he was. To herself she had to admit that he was quite a well built man, even if he was black. She knew that one or two of the secretaries had gone out with him and at least one of them was married. She wondered why they would risk their marriages for a date with the black lawyer. She could never do that to Scott and risk losing him. Like all marriages her and Scott's had its rocky moments but they always made up. Where sex once was every night it was now a couple times a week. It wasn't all Scott's problem, some of it was her. It just wasn't as exciting for her now as it had been. She never turned him down but she never was the one to start it either. At twenty seven and with a body built for sex she wondered why she wasn't more interested in having sex when she was in the prime of her life. Still she remained faithful to Scott. She wasn't as sure about him but she had married for life and her mother had told her that most men were going to spread it around from time to time. She knew her mother was right because of all the married men that were constantly hitting on her. Then came the day she had to go out of town with Ron. They left Mobile in the morning and drove to Tennessee. They checked in the hotel with adjoining rooms. There was a door between them locked from both sides. Both would have to be unlocked for the other to enter the other room. This was the same arrangement that she had many times before. At times she and the lawyer had worked at night to finish a report that had to be ready the next day. Once it was over he went back to his room and the door was locked. She stopped at the first door and used her card to open it. She looked at Ron as he opened the door to his room. Without speaking they shut their doors behind them. Jan looked around the room. It was nice since the client was doing the paying they always went first class. She saw the door to Ron's room and it was locked. She set her suitcase on the table and started hanging up her clothes. They were going to be here all week unless something changed. Ron shut the door behind him. He glanced at the room and it met his approval. He looked at the door to Jan's room and smiled to himself. His first action was to get that door unlocked. Short of rape he intended to go where no one but Scott had ever been. He had all week and he was going to make the most of this time alone with the sexy white wife. He went to the door and knocked. Jan jumped at the sound of his knock. The other lawyers didn't bother her this soon after registering. She walked to the door and switched the lock to off and opened the door. She expected Ron on the other side but he wasn't at the door. As soon as he knocked he had moved away so she would step into the room when she didn't see him. He was unpacking his luggage. When he wasn't at the door she stepped into his room. He was hanging up clothes. “I thought I heard you knocking?” “I did. Do you want to get some rest or go for dinner now?” Jan wasn't use to having dinner with the lawyers. Most of the time they were meeting with clients as soon as they checked. She couldn't very well turn him down. “Let's rest about an hour before we go eat. ” In an hour it would be dark and not so many would see her with the black man. “We can eat here in the hotel if you like.” “We can do better than that. I'm not about to eat this hotel food when someone else is paying the bill. I'll check around and find somewhere nice.” He was already taking charge and it bothered her some. She headed back to her room. “Just knock when you are ready, but give me a few minutes to get dressed.” She went back in her room and pushed the door closed behind her; she didn't bother with the lock. Ron listened as she closed the door but he didn't hear the sound of the lock clicking. He left his door open. If she wants to come in his room for anything he wasn't going to shut her out. He lay down on the bed. Soon he had dosed off thinking of the beautiful blond wife naked under him. An hour later he woke. He went to her door and knocked. He knocked again and still she didn't answer him. He opens the door and looked. Jan was on the bed in a deep sleep. Her dress had made its way up her thighs until he could see the white panties under it. He couldn't turn away. Her legs were long and shapely and he could already feel them wrapped around his waist as he fucked her. He knew he had to make a move. If she should wake and see him she might panic. He reached across the bed and shook her shoulder. “Jan. “A little louder, “Jan!” She rolled over on her back and looked at him through drowsy eyes. “Get up, its time to go eat.” He turned and walked away, pulling her door closed behind him. Jan didn't have time to be shocked to find him in her room before he turned and walked away. She looked down to see her dress high on her thighs and knew if he had looked he could have seen a lot of her. To her surprise it wasn't as defistating as she had thought it might have been. She quickly freshen up. Nothing fancy since this wasn't a date but a working assignment, but the dress as usual showed her legs off to good advantage. Ron liked the way she looked when he knocked on her door and she called for him to come on. He walked in leaving the doors between the two rooms open. He wanted her to get use to the idea of the open doors between them. He watched her putting on the final touches to her make up through the open door to the bathroom. She finished and joined him. He let his eyes travel up her body, taking in the short skirt and the full blouse she had on. There wasn't any doubt that he liked what he saw. Jan saw the look and knew he liked how she was dressed. She had seen the same look in hundreds of men's eyes on the street. She would have been disappointed if he had not shown some interest. She thought he looked good also but didn't do the full take like men were more inclined to do. They left the hotel and he held open the door of the car for her to get. He got quite a view of naked leg as she swung her feet into the car. She knew she had flashed more leg than she intended with the short tight skirt. She quickly pulled it down as far as it would go as he came around the car. Still, a lot of leg was showing and there wasn't much she could do about it. “Where are we going?” She asked as he pulled away. She was still nervous about being seen in public with the handsome black man. She had seen her share of black men with white women and knew what she had thought about them. Now the shoe was on the other foot. She had just assumed the worse when she had seen these mixed couples, now she wondered if they might have just been working as she and Ron were doing. She leaned back, Let them think what they liked, she knew better. Ron glanced over at her setting on the far side of the car. He smiled to himself; I have all week to make up this little difference. “I checked around and there is this small club out on the edge of town that is open to the public and the food is supposed to be great.” The black bell hop at the hotel had said it was where a lot of mixed couples went to stay out of the public eye, especially if they were with someone else's wife or husband. Jan liked the idea that it was a small place and there wouldn't be too many nosy people watching every move they made. “Sounds perfect.” She relaxed and watched as he made all the right turns. The club was small. It could probably only seat fifty or so. Each booth was aligned so that no one from another table could see into it. All the seats wrapped around the table. They were led to one of the tables farther towards the back. It wasn't far from the bar and the small dance floor. Ron waited until Jan slid in one end of the seat before he sat down next to her. He could have gone around but this put him closer to her side instead of across the table form her. She slid over a little farther to give him more room. It shocked her when he set down next to her. Always before she had been able to put more room between her and her dinner companion. That arrangement was more like a business dinner than a date. If someone saw them here now it would appear more like they were out on a date. This caused her some concern, but she reasoned that they were not going to be seen by anyone that might know them. They ordered their meal. She loved seafood and ordered shrimp. He ordered the same as a dozen oysters on the half shell. “You ever eat raw oysters?” he asked. “No. I don't think I would care for them.” “You need to try just one.” Scott had tried several times to get her to try them but she refused. “I don't think so.” “They are good for you. Here, let me fix one up for you.” All Jan had ever heard about oysters were connected to sex. She blushed when he said that they would be good for her. Thankfully the dark room hid her blush from him. He fixed one with sauce and offered it to her. “I don't think I could swallow it.” “Sure you can, open up.” He slid closer to her and put the oyster against her lips. She reluctantly opens her mouth and he dumped the oyster in it. “Swallow.” She did and just that quick it was gone. She surprised even her self that she had just had her first raw oyster and it was actually good. The sauce had dripped on her lip and before she could reach for her napkin he used his to wipe it from her. Her first thought was this wasn't like a business dinner at all, anyone would have known they were dating. She glanced around and saw that they could not be seen by any of the others. “Thanks that was better than I thought it would be.” Ron didn't make any effort to return to where he was setting before. He quickly fixed her another one. She protested but not nearly as much as before. This time when he held it to her mouth his other hand under her chin raised her mouth for him to slide the oyster. She didn't protest when he again wiped the sauce from her lips. When they ordered drinks earlier she had ordered Tea with her meal. He had ordered a beer. “Do you drink beer?” he asked. “From time to time, it is not one of my favorite things.” “You need a beer when you eat oysters.” He turned and ordered her a beer from a passing waiter. Jan realized that he had been calling the shots all evening and for once it was nice to have someone making decisions for her. She was already doing things she had never let herself do before. She had never let herself get caught alone with one of the other lawyers on a trip. Now she was here alone with one of them, a black man, and call it what you like it was more like a date than business. She never drinks alcoholic beverages when she was on a trip. Now she was drinking a beer and eating raw oysters with this same black man and enjoying it. They finished off the oysters and finished their meal. Both down a couple of more beers. Jan was relaxed and enjoyed the conversation with Ron. He was still next to her and his body was touching hers. At first it bothered her but she soon grew accustom to his touch and now it felt like he was where he should be. As they finished the meal a small three piece band stared up. The music they played was slow romantic tunes that she had grown up listing and dancing to with Scott. She found herself tapping her fingers to the music. “You like this kind of music?” he asked. “Scott and I use to dance all the time to songs like this.” “I usually like it a little faster but would you like to dance?” “No, better not.” “Why? You just said you like to dance.” “I don't think Scott would approve if he knew I was out dancing when I am suppose to be working.” “Is the company paying you for tonight?” “No.” “Then you are not working. Come on lets dance.” He slid out of the booth and pulled her along with him. She barely protested as she let him pull her to the dance floor. Ron had been dying all evening to get her in his arms. He knew he was farther alone than any of the others had ever gotten with her and he had to watch himself or he would blow it. The floor was mostly dark as he pulled her to him. Her tall slim body came against his as the music started again. Jan loved dancing but it had been a couple of years since Scott had taken her dancing. She liked the touch of a mans body against her when she danced. That was mostly why Scott didn't take her dancing anymore. He likes to see the other men looking at her but he got jealous when they would touch her when they danced. Ron wasn't rash but his firm hand on her back pulled her closer. Jan let her body give under the pressure of his hand until she was touching him from chest to their legs. Her breasts were pressing against his hard chest and she felt something she had not expected. Her nipples were getting hard and there was an excitement building in her body she hadn't felt in years. Another thing she felt was not that unusual when she danced with a man. Ron was getting an erection! And what an erection it was! Ron couldn't have stopped the hard on if he tried. Jan was as sexy as any woman he had ever been with. He just had to be careful and not frighten her off. He felt better now of the possibility of getting her in bed before the week was over. They danced a couple more dance before Jan said that she need to call it a night. “I have to check in with Scott when I am out of town.” He paid the check and they went out to the car. Someone had pulled in so close to the passenger side that she could not get in the door. “Get on my side.” She went around the door and Ron held open the drivers door for her. She slid but in sliding across the seat made her skirt work even higher than before. She was struggling to get it back down when she looked up to see him watching her. “This dress wasn't made to slide in and out of cars.” “It looks pretty good from here.” He slid in the driver's side while she still tried to get the hem down. It was a lost cause but she did the best she could. She didn't make any effort to slide all the way over as she did coming to dinner. A glance down and she could see the huge bulge in his pants and it wasn't going away. This was an entirely new experience for Jan. She had never been attracted to any man but Scott in a long time. She couldn't believe that she was finding herself attracted to a black man. Her friends would never let her live it down if they knew she had been out tonight alone with Ron. One of them was bound to tell Scott if it ever got out even if nothing had gone on between them. What made it doubly dangerous was she knew Ron was attracted to her. Back at the hotel they went upstairs to their room. They rode up on the elevator with an older couple and she could tell from the looks they got that they just knew they were together. It didn't help any when they both got off on the same floor. She saw the look the older coupler gave each other as the door shut behind them. There wasn't anything she could do about what they thought. Jan had her card out and she opened her door. Ron followed her in the room and shut the door behind them and locked it. It bothered her for a moment until she thought about the door between their rooms. He could go back through them. She turned to him. “I had a good time tonight but it might be better if no one back at the office knew about it.” “So did I and no one will know anything you don't tell them, not that anything was wrong with us going out to eat.” “The dancing was more than just going out to eat.” Her phone was ringing before he had time to answer her. “That will be Scott, he always checks on me before I call it a night when I am out of town.” Ron walked into his room but didn't bother to shut either door behind him. He could only hear one side of the conversation but he could tell from Jan's answers that he had called earlier. “Where have you been? I call several times before and didn't get a answer.” “We were late going to eat and just got back.” “We, you normally eat at the hotel where you stay. Who was with you?” Jan glanced at the open door and wished Ron had shut it behind him. “Ron, the lawyer I came up with,” she glanced again at the door, “and several of the clients we came to see.” “Isn't he that young black lawyer that has only been here a year?” “Well, at least I want have worry about him hitting on you since he is black.” Jan wasn't about to tell him that she had danced with him. Scott would have a fit. Ron had heard her on the phone when she lied about there being others with them. He called room service for them to send up a bottle of wine to his room. They delivered it just as Jan hung up the phone. She was really stressed to know that she had lied to her husband, something she almost never did. She hung up the phone and was rubbing her head as she set on the side of the bed. She was about to get a head ache. Ron opened the wine and poured them both a glass and stood in the open door watching her. She jumped when he spoke. “Do you have to go through that every time you are out of town?” She moved to defend Scott. “He usually isn't this bad. When I am in the room when he first calls he doesn't question me. He worries about me being out on the streets alone after dark.” He came over to her and handed her the glass of wine. She took it without thinking and down half of it at once. Ron set down next to her on the bed and put his arm around her shoulders. “You better take it easy on that.” Jan liked the feel of his arm around her. He wasn't being fresh with her, just concerned about her. “I know. I am not much for wine or any drink for that matter. If Scott knew you were in here with me he would drive all the way from Mobile. I don't usually have the men I am with in my room with me unless we are working.” Ron stood up. “I know how we can keep you from worrying about that.” He pulled her up and led her into his room. “Now you don't have a man in your room.” “I am not sure he would like this that much better.” She was laughing just the same. It was much better around Ron than listing to Scott questioning her about every minute of her time. They laughed and talked until the wine was gone and he ordered another. By the time it was finished so was Jan. She had passed out on his bed and fell backwards and was asleep in seconds. Ron wasn't in much better shape but he was able to hold his liquor better. He looked down at the sleeping woman. She was really beautiful lying there in front of him. For a moment he thought about taking advantage of her but decided that he stood a much better chance for the long hall if he just put her in her own bed. When he finally got her he wanted her to know who it was. He picked her up and carried her to her bed. She fell back and her dress was up high on her thighs. For a moment he questioned why he didn't just take her now. He had many women before and he had never had to take advantage of one yet. He didn't expect Jan to be any different. He reached for the buttons of her skirt and loosened them. He rolled it down her hips and off her legs. Her top soon followed until she was dressed in only her panties and Bra. He thought about removing them also but knew that she would really be pissed in the morning if she woke up naked. He moved her around until he could cover her up. He pulled the cover up around her shoulders and leaned down and kissed her. Even in sleep he could taste the wine on her mouth. Her lips were soft and he kissed her longer than he intended. He heard her moan when he kissed her and her mouth opened. His tongue pushed inside until he touched her tongue. He forced himself to stop and go back to his room. Deep in her sleep Jan felt his lips on hers. She thought it was Scott and he was much gentler than he normally was. Then it was over and she went back to a deep sleep. The next morning she woke to the sound of a shower running. It took her a while to figure out just where she was. She rolled over to sit on the side of the bed. Her head felt like it was twice as large as it should be. She had a hang over unlike any she had ever had. How many glasses of wine had she drunk last night? She could hear the shower running and she looked over to see the door open between the two rooms. It must be Ron in his bath. She looked down and for the first time realized that she had slept in her bra and panties. Why hadn't she put on her gown as she usually did? Slowly it was coming back to her. The last conscious though was in Ron's room and she had lay back on his bed to rest her eyes. How had she got in her own bed, and where were the rest of her clothes? She didn't remember undressing. Glancing at the clock she saw that she had to get in a hurry as their first meeting was a 9:00 this morning. She struggled to her feet and stumbled off to the bathroom. In her state of mind she forgot to take a change of clothes with her. The shower refreshed her and made her head feel a lot better. She dried off and then remembered that she had not brought any underwear with her. Thinking she was alone she opened the door and went out to get a fresh change. She stopped at once when she saw Ron standing in the open door watching her. Too late she pulled the towel around to cover her front. He had already seen all of her. “Sorry,” he said. “I was just about to shut your door.” He pulled her door closed and stepped back in his room. After just seeing her naked he wished he had taken more of the opportunity last night to see more of her. Jan was so startled that it didn't bother her at first. As she dressed she thought more about last night and how she had managed to undress and get in bed. She wondered if Ron had put her to bed. This bothered her more than him just seeing her naked. A few minutes later he knocked on her door again. She called for him to come. Her face was red with embarrassment when he came in the room. “I see you are dressed now. I have saying that it sure started my morning off with a bang.” Still blushing she said that “I forgot the door was open and didn't take my clothes with me. Give me a moment and I will be ready to go. He sat down and watched as she finished putting on the last of her make up. He thought she looked just as good in the morning as she had last night. He could have watched her more but she hurried to finish. “My head feels like it is twice as big as it should be.” “I don't feel all that good myself. We put away a lot of wine last night.” “I don't remember much of it. What did we do?” “Nothing much, just did a lot of talking.” “About what?” “I now know a lot more about you than before. I know that Scott is a very jealous man, and he calls to check on you each night when you are out of town.” “Did I tell you that?” “Yes and a few more secrets that I want reveal to you.” “I have never done anything like that before. I very seldom drink and never to the point I don't remember what I said.” She stopped for a second. “Did you put me to bed?” “Yes. Other than you being out cold it was a very pleasant job.” “You undressed me? Why.” “You don't usually sleep in your dress do you? Don't worry; your honor is still in tack. I undressed you, covered you up and went to my room and went to bed.” “Nothing else?” “Jan you are one beautiful woman and I was tempted to explore but I have had my share of women before and I have never had to take unfair advantage of any of them. I will be more than happy to take it farther when you know what is going on.” Her face turned beet red. He had just made a pass at her and he was very plain that he wanted her. “We better get out of here and get to work.” The day was a week long. By lunch she was struggling to keep up with the disposition. Thankfully the client had other business that afternoon. She couldn't wait to get back to her room and her bed. Now they were entering the rooms each time by her outside door. “I am going to get a nap,” she said. “I will wake you for dinner.” He went to his room, the doors between them still open. Jan kicked off her shoes and fell down on her bed still fully dressed. She could have cared less that the door was open to his room. She was sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Ron did a little work and went back to check on her. She was very much out of it as he watched her sleeping. Her dress had worked its way back up her legs and a full three quarter of them was exposed. His cock hardened just imagining what it would be like to have them wrapped around his ass. He checked on her several times during the afternoon. She had not moved. The phone woke her. She struggled over to answer it. It was Scott on the other end. “What are you doing?” “You just woke me from a nap.” “Awfully early to be taking a nap isn't it.” “It has been a rough day and I am exhausted.” “Where is your partner?” he said it in a sarcastic voice. “I don't know, I guess he is in his room taking a nap. We were both worn out.” “Where is his room?” “Down the hall.” She looked over at the open door. She wasn't about to tell him that for all practical purposes they were in the same room. “What are you going to do tonight?” “What do you mean? ' “Eat, what are you doing for dinner tonight?” “Haven't given it much thought. Might just call room service and eat.” She knew that he would like that. They talked a few more minutes and then hung up. Jan was about to lose her temper with Scott for being so jealous of her. She wondered why he was so jealous when she had never given him reason to not trust her. It was him that insisted that she dress sexy and show off for other men. She wondered if it might be guilt that made him act this way. It had only started this a bout a year ago. Maybe it was him that she should be checking on. She got up and went in the bathroom to freshen up. Coming back out she stepped into Ron's room. He was stretched out on his bed with only his pants on. His chest was bare and he lay with his hands behind his head watching her. “Come on. I heard the phone conversation. How do you put up with him doing you like that?” Jan walked into the room and set down on the edge of the bed. He slid over to make more room for her. “He only stared doing this a bout a year ago.” “Sounds to me like there might be a little guilt on his end.” “I have had that same thought myself.” Her back was to him and he reached over to rub her shoulder. “I am glad to know my room is down the hall from you.” He laughed. “He would have died if I had told him that we were next door. If he came in now he would kill us both and nothing is going on.” He continued to stroke up and down her arm when she didn't move to stop him. “That's not my fault.” She had been deep in thought about Scott and wasn't playing much attention to Ron touching her other than it felt good on her arm. “What?” “That nothing is going on.” She blushed, “Ron, I have never cheated on Scott. I have had all kinds of opportunities but I just haven't done that.” He rolled over on his side behind her. His hands were stroking slowly across her back bringing cold chill over her body. He could feel them under his finger tips. “Jan, I am not going to beat around the bush about it. I would love to make love to you. I know I am not the first one to try to get you in bed but I would sure like to be the first one to do it.” The excitement that Jan had been missing the last year was certainly back now. She was in a position that she had never been before. The touch of his hands on her sent a tingle straight to her pussy. She knew she had to get up and away from him are she wasn't going to be able to stop herself. She pulled away and stood up, separating herself from his touch which she missed at once. Turning to him she said that “I can't.” “When ever you are ready. What do you want to do for dinner?” He changed the subject to keep her from feeling threatened. “I am worn out from today and last night why don't we just order in?” Ron was perfectly willing to eat alone here in the room with her. “What do you want?” The meal was good for hotel cooking. She refused to have any more wine. Her head just could not take any more tonight. They talked about work and families. They found it easy to talk to each other. It was almost nine when they finished and called for room service to pick up the dishes. They had not approached the subject of sex again. After they finished Ron asked her if she had brought her swim suit with her. “Yes, Why?” “We could go downstairs to the hot tub. It would help take away some of the stress from the day.” Jan always brought her suit with here for just that very reason. She had just never gone down with one of the lawyers. “Sounds like a good idea but I better not. Scott will probably make another call and if I am not here to answer it he will be furious.” The words were hardly out of her mouth before the phone rang. She looked at Ron as if saying that “See.” “Hello Scott.” “How did you know it was me?” “Caller ID.” “What did you do for dinner tonight?” “Ordered.” “Sounds good.” “Scott? Where are you?” “What?” “Why did you call me back tonight? Are you checking up on me? Maybe I should be calling to check up on you?” “I just wanted to make sure you got in ok.” “It sounds more like you are checking up on me. If I have a problem I can go down the hall and get Ron to help me. Good night.” She hung up the phone with a bang. Ron clapped his hands. “Very well done.” “He won't call back again tonight. Let's go to the hot tub.” She was still fuming as she drug her suit out of her drawer and went into the bath room to change. Ron was ready when she came out. He had on a swim suit with a shirt over it and a towel in his hands. She had on a bikini that Scott had picked out for her before he became so jealous. It was black and stood out against her white skin. She had a top over it but it didn't cover much. Ron sucked in his breath, “Wow.” “Behave.” She opened the door and led him to the elevator. As luck would have it the same older couple was going down at the same time. Jan gritted her teeth when they exchanged looks between them. “Looks like a good night for the hot tub” she said. She reached over and took Ron's arm in defiance. The elevator door opened to the lobby and the older couple got off. “Bye, “said Jan as the door closed behind them. Ron looked at her. “What was that all about?” “I saw the looks they gave us coming in last night. I am just not in the mood to take any crap tonight.” “Remind me to never piss you off.” The hot tub was in the basement. As luck would have it the couple in it was just getting out. One look at them and you could tell that they would not be reaching the bedroom too soon for them. Ron and Jan looked at each other and laughed. The water felt good to both of them. Jan stripped off her top and stepped into the hot water. Ron was pulling off his top as he watched her beautiful body in the sexy bikini. His cock was already pushing hard against his loose suit. It wasn't going to hide much of him. The tub wasn't all that big and with her on one side and him across from her their feet kept touching. It wasn't long before she quit trying to keep from touching him. She lay back and shut her eyes and let the swirling water take over her body. She didn't notice when Ron got up until he came back with a couple of drinks for them. She hadn't planned on having any thing alcoholic tonight but when he handed it to her she took it. He got back in the tub and set down next to her, His legs were touching hers from thigh to thigh. He turned facing her. “Toast?” “To what?” “Too a wonderful night.” He lifted his glass to hers. For a second she held back before touching his glass with hers. He downed his drink in one swallow, she followed suit. He took the empty glasses and set them on the edge of the tub and turned back to her. He took her chin in his hand and turned her mouth to his. His lips covered hers before she had time to react. Once contact was made she didn't want it to stop. Then she remembered that last night she had been kissed. She had thought she was dreaming of Scott but now she knew it was Ron that had kissed her. She broke the kiss without moving away. “You kissed me last night when you put me to bed.” He nodded yes. “I knew it was you as soon as you kissed me.” She lifted her mouth to him again and this time he didn't have to hold her face. Her mouth opened to welcome his probing tongue. Outside of a few pecks on the lips she had not kissed another man other than Scott for five years. Ron's lips were full and gentle as he worked her mouth over, inside and out. She could not remember when being kissed felt this good. She relaxed and he pulled her closer to his body. Her breasts were in full contact with his muscular chest. Her hard nipples pushing against him urged him to move farther. His hand came down to her hips and pulled her tighter to him. His cock, now hard, was pressing against the crotch of her swim suit. Jan was breathing hard from the kiss and the close relationship of their bodies together. She could feel his cock and it felt big and hard pushing against her cunt. His hands were squeezing her shapely ass as he kept the pressure of his cock against her cunt. Jan was almost pass the point of no return when the elevator doors opened. She pushed back and stood up just as another couple came around the corner. “Sorry we didn't think the tub would be used this late at night. “We were just leaving,” said Jan as she picked up her cover up and headed for the elevator with Ron right behind her. The other couple just laughed. “Looks like they can't get to the bedroom quick enough.” Jan didn't say a word up in the elevator. Luckily they didn't have to make any stops until it reached their floor. Jan used her card to open the door and left it open for Ron. She hurried on to the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Ron didn't know what to think. Things had been going smooth until the other couple showed up. Now he didn't know what was going on. Jan had shut herself in the bathroom. He waited a few minutes and when she didn't come out he went on to his room to get out of the wet suit. Jan turned the commode top down and just set there thinking about what had just taken place. All the way up in the elevator she had been just shaking inside. Ron's kisses were really getting to her down stairs. If it was excitement she craved then she had found it. She had never felt like this even on her wedding night. Her stomach was churning and she couldn't stop shaking. She had never thought she would be affected like this. Ron had her so turned on that her nipples were so hard they hurt and she couldn't get her breath. Jan would not have gone down to the hot tub with him if Scott hadn't called back and made her mad. She went down with Ron just to spite Scott and in return she had ended up being kissed by him and that had turned into more than she had expected. She was still shaking and it wasn't from the cold. She finally stood up and pulled her suit off. She dropped the top over the tub and looked down at her naked breasts. Her breasts were swollen and her nipples hard. Her hands came up to touch them and she nearly climax right then. They had never been so sensitive to the touch. She pushed her bottom off her legs and they joined the top. Her hand dropped between her legs and she knew she was soaking wet from her own juice. Her finger touched her hard clit and she shuttered from the touch of her own hand. She wanted to be fucked in the worse way. The only man available was in the next room. It took her a few more minutes to make up her mind to open the door. She knew once she left the bathroom what was going to happen. Her hard tits, wet pussy and the steady trembling in her stomach and down her legs made the decision for her. She dropped the wet towel with her suit and taking a deep breath she opened the door. She didn't know if Ron would be outside waiting on her or if he had gone back to his room. She knew he must be wondering what he did wrong. She knew that he didn't do anything wrong, every move he had made that night was the right one whether he knew it or not. Naked she stepped out of the bathroom to find him already gone. The door between the two rooms was open and she took a deep breath and tried to control the nervous shakes she had as she walked into his room. He was in his bath with the door open. His back was turned to her and he was naked as he dried off in front the tub. She started to shake again when she saw his naked body. He was only the second man she had ever seen completely naked and he hadn't even turned around so she could see all of him. What she saw she liked. His long lean body with his hard ass looked much better naked than it did when the girls at worked talked about his cute ass. He hadn't seen her come in the room. Jan was standing out side his bathroom door when she called him. “Ron.” He turned to see her standing naked just out of reach. It took his breath away. She was beautiful as she stood naked before him. His cock that was half hard quickly reaches its firmness at once. He walked towards her. Before he reached her she held up her hand for him to stop. He stopped to see what she would do. “If anyone back home ever hears a word about this I will cut off your balls.” He laughed as he reached for her and picked up her naked body and headed for his bed. “Why would I want to share this with anybody?” He laid her back on the bed and stepped back to just look at her. “You are so beautiful. I can't wait to make love to you.” “Don't wait, just fuck me. I have never felt like this before. I don't need foreplay; I just want to feel you in me.” She moved farther back on the bed and let her legs move apart as she reached for his hand and pulled him down on her. “Put it in me now.” He didn't waste any time granting her wish. He moved over her and between her wide spread legs. The hair on her pussy was just as blond as the hair on her head. He could see the slit of her pussy parting the hair. He moved forward and brought his black cock to her white opening. The excitement was almost too much for him. He took a deep breath and pushed forward, his cock head pushing the lips of her blond cunt open as her entered her hot body. He could feel her trembling from the moment his cock touched her pussy. She was as nervous as he was but wanted him as much as he wanted her. Her cunt was hot and wet as he slid deeper into her. She let out a moan as he slid deep and deeper. “Oh yes, “she whispered. “You feel so good.” Jan had never wanted to be fucked as much as she did at this moment. He wasn't the black guy with the 12 inch cock about to fuck her white body that all the stories tell about. He was only about eight inches, about what she was use to with Scott, But he was so much bigger around. His cock had to be at least as big as her wrist. What it was doing to her body was unbelievable. He touched every nerve ending in her pussy as he finally completed his entrance. When his body finally came to a stop over her she was as full as she had ever been. “Stay right there, don't move. I want to feel you in me and on me.” “I could stay here for ever.” He leaned down and sucked one nipple in his mouth. Her hands came up to hold his head as he moved from tit to tit and back again. She could feel her climax building deep in her cunt. “You might aught to move a little, I am about to climax. ” His statement about being able to stay right where he was forever quickly went out the window. Like her he couldn't wait. He pulled back and fucked back down in her once and then again. Then it happened for both of them. He couldn't stop it from coming and he speeded up and fucked her with all the power and speed he had. “OH FUCK! OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKK. I'M CUMIN!!!.” She was crying out for more and more as she fucked her pussy up on his black cock with each stroke he made. Then they both were there. He drove deep and empted his hot juice deep in her welcoming cunt. Jan felt every shot as he unloaded the largest load of juice in her she had ever had. With each shot she lifted her pussy up begging for more of the hot stuff. Then it was over. Ron collapsed down on her. Her legs dropped from his hips to lie splayed out on the bed beside him. Her arms held him close as she felt the last of his cum draining from his cock to her body. She could feel each beat of his heart through his cock still buried in her. Nothing she had ever felt could come close to what she was feeling now. Tears came into her eyes. Ron raised his head to see her crying. “Did I hurt you?” “No.” “Then why are you crying?” “It was just so good. I never expected to do this and I sure didn't expect to love it so much.” “Then why cry about it?” She looked up in his concerned face. “It was good for all the wrong reasons.” “How is that?” “I just committed adultery. I broke my wedding vows. I just made love to a black man. My father and husband would kill me for doing this.” She looked up at his face above hers. “Most of all I want to do it again, over and over.” She pulled his face down to hers and she kissed him. Their tongues took over where they left off down stairs. His cock never left her cunt as he regained the hardness he needed to fuck her again. This time he lasted much longer. He had her begging for him to cum time after time as she had one climax after another. When he finally came he fell over and rolled away from her. His cock came from her well fucked cunt The week went by fast. They worked hard during the day and fucked even harder all night. Any thought of committing adultery was quickly forgotten during the hot sex between them. They both hated to leave going back home. During the ride back they discussed what they would do once they were back home. Both knew that they would still want to be together but also knew that they had to be careful around the others. She had a job and marriage she wanted to save and he had a job that he knew he could loose if the boss ever found out about them. Back at work Monday morning the other girls wanted to know what he was like? “He was nice and very polite. We worked well together.” One of the girls spoke up, “Is that all that happened and you were with him all week?” “I told you all before that I am a happily married woman. I am not going to loose that for a quick fling with a handsome man, even if he is black.” At the first break the men were standing around the water cooler waiting for Ron to come down. He walked into the room and handed one of the guy's a hundred dollar bill. “You all win. I wasn't able to get to first base with her.” They all laughed as they added his hundred with the other hundreds the others had tossed into the pot before. “We told you she only looked hot. She is as cold as a potato. You or now a member of the failed to fuck Jan club.” A couple of nights later Ron told her about the club as they rested from another great fuck. She moved back over him and took his soft cock in her mouth. “Let's see if we can get this thing back up. We only have a couple of nights before Scott comes home. A few minutes later she rolled on her back and spread her legs as she pulled him down on her. His cock slid back in her hot body just like he had been doing a lot lately. “Oh yes! You feel just as good in me as the first time. Don't ever stop fucking me!”

Breeding Farm

Sam Adams was one of the riches men in the South during the eighteen forties. His plantation wasn't nearly as large as others scattered up the banks of the Mississippi River. His home was larger and nicer than most but he only had a few hundred acres of land. While the other planters worried about the crops and keeping good slaves happy he only had enough planted to feed his own people. He made his money buying and selling slaves. Most of the plantation owners looked down their noses at him and the way he made his money. At the same time it was Sam they went too when they needed slaves. He had come up with a way to turn over his money quicker than just buying and selling. He bred slaves. He purchased all young black women and he kept a black stud to breed them with. Once they had a child he could sell both the mother and child for a premium. He seldom kept a stud more than a year before he changed to a younger one that could last longer. It might seem like a nice life for a black slave to be the plantation stud, but he soon burned out trying to breed more than a hundred women each year. Plus other owners often brought their female slaves to be bred to him. Sam was forty-five years old and never been married. He was a handsome man that had his share of other men's wives. Why some husband hadn't already killed him was a miracle. He also had all the black pussy he wanted. He had a keen eye when it came to picking the most productive women from among the slaves. He liked them young and at eighteen they were at the perfect childbearing age. Seeing a pregnant woman at work meant it wouldn't be long before he would have another one to sale. He made a trip to New Orleans at least once a month to see what was for sale at the slave auctions. He took this time to party with the rich of New Orleans. It was at one of the parties that he found what he had been looking. She was young, eighteen, a small girl with silky blond hair and a perfect figure. He could tell that she would be the type that would always keep her looks. And most of all she must be a virgin since she was so young. Her father was once very rich but time and whiskey had taken it all away from him. He knew that the only way back for him was for Molly to marry a wealthy plantation owner. He knew that he would have to find someone quick or it would be too late to help him. Molly was young but she understood that she must marry someone for his or her money. It was just the way things were done during that time. She only hoped that her father would find one that wasn't old and ugly. No one understood this better than Sam. One look at Molly and he searched out her father. Sam pulled him over to the side of the party and offered him a deal. “I want your daughter for my wife.” “My daughter is not for sale.” “Look, we both know why you have her here tonight. Now I will give you more than any one else.” “How much?” Sam knew he had her then. “I will pay off the loan on your house and give you an income each year that will pay your expenses.” “I will have to talk to Molly first.” “The offer is only good for tonight. I leave for home tomorrow and she will be with me. We can get a justice of the peace to marry us before we leave. You have one hour to make your decision.” He turned and walked away from the father. He knew that Molly would be leaving with him the next morning. Molly was shocked when her father told her that he had an offer he couldn't refuse. Being only eighteen she had not thought it would happen so soon. “Who is it?” Her father pointed Sam out to her across the room. At least he wasn't as old as some of them and he was quite handsome. She stared across at Sam and he raised his drink glass as thought to toast the deal. Her father came back over to see Sam. He tried to get him to raise his offer but Sam refused. He knew that no one else could beat his offer. “Have her down here and ready to catch the steam boat at seven tomorrow. I will have the papers ready to sign then.” At seven Molly was waiting for him in front of the hotel. The luggage she had wasn't very big, as times were really bad then. Sam had the papers ready for her father and a justice of peace that he had bribed to marry them. Just that quick they were married and on their way to the boat. Sam and Molly hadn't spoken a work to each other except for the marriage vows. The vows really meant nothing since Sam could divorce her anytime he wanted. The trip back up the river took most of the morning. Molly stood by the rail and watched as New Orleans and her old life slowly passed into the distance. She only hoped that the man that was now her husband would not beat her like some husbands did their wives. As the boat docked Sam lead her by the hand off the boat and over to a seat next to the dock. “Wait here while I take care of business.” She watched as Sam met the captain and they went back aboard the boat only to appear a moment later. Behind them were several slaves still tied together. She counted them and saw that there were eight young women and no men. She thought that was strange since most owners wanted strong males to work in the fields. Sam had them loaded in a wagon that was waiting and then came for Molly. He helped her in his carriage, pulled by two of the nicest horses Molly had ever seen. The first glimpse of the house that was to be her home was just as shocking. She had never dreamed of living in such splendor. The insides were even more splendid. Sam had the maid take her to the master suit. Molly stood transfixed by the huge bed she would be sharing with her husband later. Later came sooner than she expected. She had barely unpacked when Sam entered the room without knocking. “Don't you knock before entering?” “Let's get one thing straight now. This is my house and I don't knock before entering any room. You are my wife and you will have everything you need. All you have to do is see that the house is kept clean, food on the table, and fill my bed when I want you.” Molly was shocked that he was so plain spoken. Even as young as she was she knew that she wasn't much different from the other slaves he had. She was just going to be treated better. She was already missing her friend's back home. She had not had time to even tell Shun bye. He was her cousin and a couple of years older than she was but they had always been close. She was going to miss him more than she knew. The slaves brought dinner to them in the huge dinning room. Sam told them she was his wife and that they were to do as she told them. They just nodded as they left the two of them alone. Sam finished first and pushed back his chair and lit up his pipe. “I will tell you about this place. We don't raise crops here. We raise slaves.” He told her about the women and children they had. He told her about the stud that he kept to breed the women with. What he said made her sick to her stomach. She had always felt sorry for the slaves she saw unloaded in New Orleans. She was almost glad when he finished. Until he told her to go up to bed and he would be along shortly. Molly knew that the time had come. She had known for several years that she would one day be married and it was possible that it could be someone she couldn't stand. She only hoped that Sam wasn't rough with her. She undressed and got under the covers. She didn't know if she should wear a nightdress or just go to bed nude. She thought Sam would want her naked as she slid between the cool sheets. Her nipples hardened from the anticipation and the touch of the cool sheets on her body. Sam finished up down stairs and came to the room. Again he didn't knock. The lamp in his hands cast a dim light around the room. He could see Molly in the bed, her blond hair spread on the pillow. Her bight blue eyes were watching every move he made. She didn't want to make him mad. Sam left the light on. He wanted to see what he was getting for his money. He pulled the cover back and looked at her naked body stretched out before him. He had often thought about marring such a young girl. He wanted a virgin that no one else had ever touched. Like most men in those days he required his wife to be faithful while he went about fucking the slave women. He stripped and stood before her naked. His cock was hard and standing firm. Even at his age he was in excellent shape. He often got to fuck other men's wives because he had not let his body go to fat as many husbands had. Molly could not stop her eyes from dropping down to his cock. She had only seen one other one and it wasn't nearly as large as Sam's. He could see the fear in her eyes as she saw him. It was what he wanted, an untouched girl that he could bend to his own ways. Now Sam wasn't one to take a lot of time but he didn't want to rush Molly. He knew enough to know that a virgin needed more time than an experienced woman did. He lay down next to her. He pulled her closer and for the first time they kissed. Molly was reluctant to kiss him at first, but his mouth was incessant as he pressured her to open her mouth. She finally relented and his tongue pushed through to explore her young mouth. His hands were busy feeling her firm naked breasts. He didn't spend much time on them before his hand went between her legs to the opening to her body. She was still quite dry but his experienced fingers soon remedied that. His mouth had left her mouth to suck on her young breasts. He swapped from one to another as he pulled the nipple of each with his lips. The combination of his fingers and mouth soon had her wet between her legs. She wasn't completely ready but that didn't bother Sam. He rolled over and roughly pushed her legs apart. He rolled between them and centered his cock with her opening and pushed. At first it wouldn't go and he pushed again. The head slid through the opening and he pushed farther. He expected to hit her hymen and he was going to push on through. She would be a virgin no longer. Lucky for Molly that she was at least a little wet or he would have hurt her. There wasn't any love to it and very little foreplay to prepare her for his huge size. The touch of his cock helped her get ready for his deeper push. She opened as wide as she could to easy the pain from his intrusion. Still he pushed farther. Sam pushed again and then he was completely in her. He hadn't felt her hymen give when it broke. He stopped as he reached as far in her as he could go. He had realized that she wasn't the virgin he had expected. Anger came over him and he screamed at her. “Why aren't you a virgin?” Molly didn't know what to say. She had never told him she was a virgin. She was a long way from being a virgin even thought she had only been with one other man. She knew enough from his outburst not to admit she had been fucked before. She and her cousin Shaun, had fucked many times the last few months. Anytime they could get away they were having sex. That was one reason she hadn't been afraid of having sex with Sam. Now she knew she had a problem. “I am a virgin.” “NO! You didn't have a hymen! Who have you been with before?” “No one. I must have lost it riding or something.” She began to cry. No man is completely unmoved by a women crying. Sam, as tough as he was thought he might be wrong about her not being a virgin. He was disappointed that he hadn't taken her virginity or at least broken her hymen. Still all was not loss. She was beautiful and very young, the two things he liked most about women. He didn't particuly care what color the woman was. He had broken many a young black girls' hymen before turning her over to be bred. He began to move and soon he was driving his hard cock deep in her cunt. He had little care as to how she was feeling. All he wanted was to get his pleasure from her. He drove faster and Molly began to feel the same old feeling she had so often with Shun. Sam worked faster and faster. Then he was through. His cum poured into her young body. Molly was on the verge of making it herself but once he finished he was through. He rolled off and got out of bed. “That was good, but it will get better. He pulled on his shirt and pants and left the room. He left the house and went to the slave quarters. There was a young girl in the group that came in this morning. He intended to fuck her before turning her over to the stud. He was lucky; he got one virgin that night. He left the black girl crying as his cum poured from her ravaged pussy. It didn't get much better for Molly. Her days were half filled by the work that needed to be done in the house. She spent much of her time alone. At night Sam may come to bed with her and have sex. Other nights he wouldn't be in the house before she went to sleep. Sex was always rushed and she never enjoyed it much. The housemaid told her about Sam and the slave women that he fucked nearly every night. Molly was just glad he left her alone. Six months later Sam was headed back to New Orleans to another slave auction. This time Molly talked him into letting her come along. She wanted to see her father, and family. Mostly she wanted to see Shaun again. Sam left Molly in the hotel room while he went to check out the slaves that might be auctioned the next day. She had told him she might do a little shopping. As soon as he left she was out the door and knocking on Shaun's door. He opened and found her standing there. She looked to make sure she hadn't been followed and slipped in the door and into his arms. Their mouths met and there tongues greeted each other like old friends. Nothing could have stopped her from having sex with Shun. When she was home they often fucked almost all evening. Now she knew she only had a short while. She still had to do some shopping in case Sam wanted to know what she purchased. “Shaun! Fuck me! Fuck me now!” He was only too happy to oblige. An hour later she slipped out his door a happy woman. Twice he had brought her to a climax. Her first since she had married Sam. Two months later she knew she was in trouble. She was pregnant. Sam was happy to be having a son to take over the place. He never gave any thought that it might be a girl. Mollie knew that Shaun was the father and she prayed that the baby might look like her and not Shaun. Sam would kill her if he knew. It was a boy, blond like his mother. Molly let out a sigh of relief when she saw him. Sam named him Sam JR and Molly was afraid to argue with him. A year later Molly was pregnant again. This time after another trip to New Orleans. Sam wasn't a fool. He knew something was wrong because he knew that he hadn't been with Molly during that time. He had spent most of his sex time down with the slaves. He kept quite until the baby was born. Lucy was born, looking nothing like Molly or Sam. Sam took one look at her and knew that she wasn't his baby. His anger started to boil over. He thought about killing Molly and the baby but knew he couldn't get away with that. He worked out a plan in his mind. To Molly's surprise Sam started treating her better. She knew what he did for a living but they never talked about it. At breakfast the next day he told her he wanted her to come along and see how the place worked. “You may have to run it someday if something happens to me.” She didn't want to go with him but was afraid to resist. He led her to the house he had set up for Rufus, the black stud at the time. Rufus had been there almost two years and Sam was looking to replace him soon as he found a replacement. Opening the door, again without knocking, Sam held the door open and pushed Molly. Rufus was setting on the bed and when he saw who it was he stood up. He was only dressed in a pair of homemade shorts that hid very little of his body. Molly had seen him before as he walked around the yard. This was the first time she had seen him up close. He was huge! She had never seen such a large man. She would not come up much higher than his chest if she stood close to him. He had muscles that she had not seen on any other slave. It was this body that made his babies bring the most money. The slave owners wanted the huge males for the heavy work. “Morning Mr. Sam.” He nodded to Molly but didn't speak. Black men could have their tongues cut out for even looking at a white woman. He was afraid to speak to her. “Morning Rufus. I got a nice young girl for you this morning. Ned will be bringing her over in a moment.” Molly knew what he was about to do to that girl and she didn't want to see it. “Sam, I need to go back to the house. I don't want to be here while Rufus does his thing.” “No, I want you right here. You need to see what is going on here.” He had her arm and she knew that she didn't have any choice but to stay. She could feel her knees getting weak. At that moment the door opened and a young black girl was pushed into the room. Her eyes were wide with fright. She knew what was going to happen from what the other women had told her. She looked at the huge man that was going to make her a baby. Sam spoke to Ned. “Have you kept up with the time of the month for her?” “Yes sir boss. She should be ripe along about now.” It was Ned's job to watch when each woman had her cycle and arrange for her to be breed at the right time. “Good.” He turned to the girl. “Take off you dress.” The girl hesitated. “Ned undress her.” Ned reached out and pulled the dress over her head. She was naked except for the bloomers she had on. Ned reached for those and pulled them down as he pushed her down on the bed. “Alright Rufus, lets see you do your job.” Rufus had bred so many young girls for Sam that it no longer excited him to see one of them crying naked before him. It took him longer to get ready himself now than it did when he first came there. He pushed off his shorts with his back turned away from Molly. He didn't like anyone watching him when he was doing a woman. Sam yelled at him to turn around and get to work. His main reason for bring Molly here was to show her that if she messed around with anyone else that he was going to turn her over to Rufus. He had already checked and was quite sure that her cousin was the father of the little girl. He never thought about the boy not being his. Molly turned away but Sam turned her back. “Watch what he does to this young girl. If you ever fuck around with your cousin again I will let Rufus have you, and sale your baby as a slave.” Molly was shocked that he knew it was Shaun that fathered her babies. She wasn't about to tell him that Jr. was Shaun's also. She turned back to face Rufus. Her breath caught in her throat. His cock was so much bigger than either Shaun or Sam's and it wasn't even hard. She couldn't take her eyes from him once she saw it. Sam saw her looking. “See that big black cock. Do you think you could take it in your little white cunt? That is what you will be doing if you don't obey every thing I tell you to do.” Molly knew that he meant every word he said. She made up her mind to do anything he told her to until she could figure out a way to get away from him and take her children with her. Sam seemed to know just what she was thinking. “Don't even think of leaving me.” In those days a wife was part of the husband's estate. She couldn't leave him and he could turn her out without a dime. So much for equal rights. Sam pushed Molly closer to the naked man and young girl who was trying to hide behind her hands. Sam pulled her over on her back. “Spread your legs so Rufus can fuck you.” The tone of his voice left no doubt in any of their minds that it would be better if they all did what he said. Rufus still wasn't hard. He tried to direct the attention away from him. “She be awfully dry down there Mr. Sam.” “Well do something about it then.” Rufus's big hands covered her tits and he rubbed her nipples between his fingers. One hand went to her young cunt. A big black finger was sent up her cunt and he worked it around a time or two. Foreplay had never been one of the things Rufus did. He usually just climbed on and fucked the woman until he emptied his load in her. The girl was two small for that and he knew he would hurt her. “She be real tight Mr. Sam.” “Here let me see.” Sam turned loose of Molly and went to the girl. His fingers replaced Rufus's fingers in her cunt. “Dam girl, He sure is right. That's the tightest cunt I ever felt. Get back Rufus and let me get it ready for you.” Rufus move off the bed as Sam reached in his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Molly couldn't believe that Sam was going to fuck the black girl with her watching. Sam could have cared less who was watching. He forced her legs apart and stuck his cock head in her dry cunt. It took him a little time but he finally forced his way in her body. The hurt was making her scream and Sam reached up and slapped her across the jaw. “Shut up girl and do what you were born to do.” She tried to be quite but the hard plunging in her cunt was making her hurt. Sam never was one for lasting very long and thankfully he was even faster this time. He filled her cunt with his seed. He pulled his cock out and wiped it on her naked stomach before putting it back in his pants. “Now Rufus, Get to work she is wet enough now.” What little time it took Sam to get off in the girl wasn't enough for Rufus. It often took him a long time to get ready for a woman. He liked to be alone when he fucked her. Sometimes the woman liked what he was doing and it wasn't so hard. When he had one like the young girl on the bed it took him a long time to get hard enough to fuck her. He tried but his cock still hung mostly limp between his legs. “Dam it Rufus, you better get on with your business. I am going to find a new stud to replace your useless ass.” Rufus looked at Sam with his head down. “Mr. Sam, I just have trouble with Miss Molly in here.” “Don't go blaming it on her. You have been taking longer and longer to get the job done lately. What you need is some help.” He looked over at Molly standing next to the bed but not looking at the girl or Rufus. He had a thought that just came in his head at once. He had wondered how he was going to inflict more punishment on her without beating her. “Molly get your white ass over here and help Rufus get his cock up. We both know you like different cocks.” Molly looked at him with tears in her eyes as she backed away from the bed. “NO Sam! Not that.” Sam was smiling that he had thought of something she couldn't stand. It was all right for the husband to fuck around with the black women but a white woman was scorned if she was even touched by a black man. If the community even knew she was with a black Sam could take her children away and she would be turned out on the streets or worse, killed. Sam walked to her and took her arm. He pushed her towards Rufus who was looking down at his feet. Ned had taken off as soon as he brought the young girl. The four of them were the only ones in the room. He pushed Molly until she was in front of Rufus. “Now take him in your hand and get him hard. Rufus if you don't get hard you will be gone from here tomorrow morning. You'll find out how it is to work every day in the fields.” Rufus towered over her as she looked down at his cock. It was huge, much bigger than Shun or Sam. How big would he be once it was hard? She looked up and saw him with tears coming from his eyes. She felt sorry for this huge man. At that time she hated Sam more than she ever had. Sam was behind her. “If you don't get started you will be gone tomorrow with him.” Through tear filled eyes she looked up at Rufus. When he opened his eyes she smiled and winked at him. If this was what she was going to have to do to please Sam then she was going to make sure she saved Rufus from being sold down the river. Her hands went to his waist. She felt him quiver as her hands touched the naked man. She could feel the power in him as her hands stroked across his naked stomack. She ran her hands lower until she was just above his cock. She was no longer turning away from him. She was watching to see when her touch had the desired effect on him. She saw his cock when it started to move. She didn't touch it but let her hands go around his hips and stroked down his muscular legs. She followed them down as far as she could go without kneeling down before him. She brought her hands back around in front of him and back up the inside of his thighs. Her eyes never left his cock as she could see it fast coming up. What the tiny white wife was starting to feel was different from anything she had ever felt with Sam. She had felt like this when she and Shaun had made love. She was still fully clothed but she could feel her breasts swelling and filling out her dress even tighter. Between her legs moisture was beginning to escape from her cunt. The power she had over this huge man standing before her was making her hot. She dared not let Sam know that it was having this effect on her. Rufus could not believe that Mr. Sam was letting his wife touch him. Many Blacks had been beaten from just looking at the lady of the house. At the same time he was thankful that she was having the desired effect on him. He had never been touched by a white woman, and Miss Molly was really a beautiful young woman. His cock was almost hard as he shifted his feet to enjoy the touch of her hot hands. As her hands came higher Rufus shifted his feet and she had more room to touch him. She stopped to see if Sam had seen him open up to her. She looked at Sam and he was closely watching every move she made. She glanced down and saw his cock was hard again. She knew that this would be one night she was going to get fucked. Sam saw her stop. “Get on with it. We haven't got all day.” Her hands moved again. His cock was almost there. She let her hand move higher until she held his large balls in the palm of her hands. She knew that Shaun had liked it when she held his balls in her hands and she knew from him starting to shake more that Rufus like it also. Then he was hard. She couldn't believe how big he was. She looked at the young girl that had been watching every move with her eyes wide open. The girl was afraid for her life if this huge cock tried to get in her small body. Molly feared for the safety of the young girl. She knew that Rufus only knew one way to mate and that was to just climb on and push until he was in and fuck until he could spell his cum in her. She made up her mind right then to help out both the girl and Rufus. If Sam wanted her to touch this black man then he wouldn't mind if she touched the girl. She had released his balls and she brought her hands around his cock and stroked it as she worked her hand to the very end. She moved slowly and by the time she had reached the end she could already feel him leaking pre-cum on her fingers. She released him and turned to the girl still on the bed next to them. She never looked to see if Sam was going to stop her or let her go. She was sure that he wanted to watch his wife touching the blacks. “Lay back and take it easy,” she said as she touched the girl on the face. “Let me help you so it won't hurt so bad.” She continued to talk to the young girl as she stroked her face and down to her naked tits. The tits weren't very big but the nipples were large. She stroked across them gently with her fingertips. Over and over she touched them until she saw her nipples harden. Then she moved downward. The girl's legs were tightly pressed together. Molly stroked them and when the girl relaxed she spread them apart. She touched her cunt still wet from Sam's cum running from it. Molly knew that Sam wasn't going to wait long for her to get the girl really ready and that she had better hurry. “Rufus get on the bed.” He did as she told him and got on his hands and knees between the out spread legs of the young girl. He reached for his cock to ram it home in the young cunt. He was stopped by Molly. “Rufus stop.” He did as she said and started to get back off. “No, stay where you are and do what I tell you to do.” Still on his hands and knees between the naked legs of the girl he looked back at Molly to see what she wanted next. “Just stay there a moment.” Molly reached for the girl's hand and brought it down to touch Rufus's cock. “Easy now just touch it.” Molly used her own hand to guide the girl to stroke his cock. Molly's other hand had felt back under Rufus until she played with his balls. They both were more than a handful. Sam had moved closer. He wanted all this touching to stop and get on with the fucking. “Are you going to take all day? He is hard and she is ready, get with it.” Molly would have liked to continue but she knew the time had come. “Ok Rufus, its time. Let her put you in her hole.” Molly reached for the girl's hand and moved it back to his cock. Together they pulled him down closer until the tip was resting at her cunt. “Now Rufus, go slow. When it hurts her stop and stay right where you are.” Rufus did as Molly said. When he moved to fast Molly stopped him. When she wanted him to move deeper she pulled him down. She still held his huge cock in her hand. Slowly ever so slowly he worked it deeper and deeper until He was completely in the young girl. Molly had moved her hand and now had it on his ass. “Wait a little and let her get use to your size.” Then the girl started moving her hips. “Now Rufus, fuck this woman.” Rufus had never taken as long to finish as he did that night. He found that it was much better when he took his time and then the girl answered back. Her hips bucked up to take his big cock. They fucked until Rufus lost it. The girl didn't make it but Molly was quite sure that she would find another time to get him alone. Her hand was still on his ass when he unloaded in her. Only Molly knew that she had climaxed with him. “Dam Rufus, You sure made up for being slow that time.” Said Sam. He pushed her towards the door. “Go back to the house I will be there shortly. What Molly didn't know was Sam fucked the girl again when she left. Rufus just stood and watched. Molly never got the fucking she was sure she was going to get from Sam. The same thing happened a second time that week. Rufus was slow getting up and Sam sent Ned to bring her to the house. Once again she had to touch Rufus to get him hard. She had to work on the woman to get her ready for him. She wasn't nearly as reluctant to touch him and her as she had been before. Sam, with his perverted sense of what a woman should do to please her husband never got back in bed with Molly once he saw her touch the black cock of Rufus. In his mind she was no longer pure enough for him. It didn't bother Molly that Sam never slept with her anymore. The sex had never been good. He no longer would take her to New Orleans when he made his monthly trips. She missed the time she had with Shun. The sex with him was enough to let her know that she liked sex with the right person. It was this thought she tried to get across to Rufus and the women he serviced. She did have Rufus where he took a little more time with them and didn't hurt them as much as before. Only Sam would not let him take to long. A couple of months had gone by and she had helped Rufus several times. Since she wasn't having any sex she actually looked forward to those times. She didn't let on to Sam that she liked touching the black man and woman. If he knew she liked it he would make her stop. He only did it to purnish her and show her that she was under his complete control. Sometimes during than span she had become the one that kept up with the women and their time of month. Sam thought that she at least knew more about it that Ned. She found that she talked more often with the women and that she could help them get through the night with Rufus without so much pain. They came to like her because they knew she was trying to help them. They understood that she was in Sam's control as much as they were. It was the time of month for Sam to go back to New Orleans to the slave auctions. One of the neighboring planters was to bring one of his slaves over to be serviced by Rufus. Sam called Molly to his office. “Mr. Jones is sending a slave over for Rufus. I will be on my way to New Orleans. You take her to Rufus and make sure he breeds her. Just because I want be here doesn't mean that the breeding shouldn't be done. He is paying well for this service. Make sure he gets his moneys worth.” Molly knew that she couldn't refuse. “Is Mr. Jones bring her himself? I don't want to have him know about me and Rufus.” “He is sending her with one of his slaves. He can wait down with the others until Rufus finishes. You do what you have to do to get her bred. I am going to look for a new stud on this trip. Rufus is getting worn out.” Sam left the next morning. The slave showed up right after lunch. Molly met him in the yard and told him to wait down below with the other slaves. The black woman was motioned down from the wagon and followed Molly down to the slave breeding house. This woman was quite large and wasn't very attractive. She had born many children for her owner. She knew what to expect. Rufus stood as they entered the room. It was the first time for Molly to be here with him without Sam. “Where is Mister Sam?” “He is on his way to town. He told me to bring the woman down to you.” She looked at him and told them to get undressed and do their business. She backed off to wait until they were through. She didn't think he would need her help if he had plenty of time. They both stripped and Rufus knew that he was in big trouble. He had been with so many women the last few days that another one, especlish one as unattractive as this one, didn't interest him at all. He looked back at Molly. “Miss Molly, I think I need some help.” Molly looked down and she saw his cock hanging limp between his muscular legs. “Take your time Rufus, Sam isn't here to make you hurry.” The black woman didn't help any. “Boy you going to breed me or just stand around. Old Mose could do a better job back at the plantation.” Molly saw the look on his face. If He didn't breed this woman Sam was going to sell him for sure. She moved over next to the bed. She looked at the big ugly woman naked on the bed and she could understand why Rufus couldn't get it up. Rufus was standing next to the bed with his eyes down on the floor. Molly looked at the woman. “Just give us a little time and Rufus will take care of you. As she did the very first time she had helped him she touched his hard naked stomach. She could feel him tremble with each soft touch but nothing happened. She dropped down and took his limp cock in her hands; she held it up as she moved under and stroked his big balls. His cock grew a tiny bit but not nearly enough for him to perform his duties. Molly stood in front of him and touched him more than she ever had and it still wasn't making him hard enough to do the job. She ran her hands over his naked body from his shoulders to his legs. She even got brave enough to touch his nipples on his mighty chest. Still nothing helped. The touch of her hands on him was the best he had ever felt, but each time he could feel his cock beginning to grow he would look at the woman and it would start to fail. This caused fear to set in and he was having an even harder time keeping what little he had up. Molly looked up to see him looking at her with a helpless look in his eyes. She had tried every thing that she had used but before this time it was only half enough. She set down on the edge of the bed and pulled him closer with her hand on his cock. Her hands stroked it again without much luck. As long as she was holding him it was rising but the moment she let go he dropped. Molly heard the woman grunt in disgust at his failure. She had one more idea that might help. She had thought about it but before with Sam there she didn't dare. With one hand holding his cock close to her she reached up and opened the top button of her dress. She felt his cock give a jump and she knew that he saw her undo the button. The weather in Mississippi was hot and humid that time of year and she wore very little under the dress and nothing under the top part. Another couple of button loosened and the first glimpse of her fair white skin shown through the opening. Rufus's eyes never left her hand that was working on the buttons from the very first one. She had never done this before and he could already tell the difference in his cock. Molly knew that this was working. He was almost hard enough to fuck the woman now. Suddenly the main idea wasn't to get him hard it was to let him see her breasts. She could feel her cunt getting excited just thinking of letting this black man see that part of her. Without hesitating she unbuttoned a couple of more. Rufus was all eyes. Any thought of the woman waiting for him was gone. How much was Miss Molly going to let him see? He could already see the valley between her white tits. His cock was completely hard now but she was still opening buttons. The next couple of buttons left her dress open where he could see her tits. Molly wasn't going to open the dress farther but she still wanted to tease him a little. She spread the opening apart with her hand until one breast popped out in the opening. His cock really jumped then. She looked back up at him. He was staring at her naked tit that she didn't make any effort to hide. She took his hand and pulled it over to her naked tit. She laid his hand on her naked flesh. Her cunt was oozing liquid as his fingers covered her tit. She looked down to see the black hand on her white skin. She took his hand and moved it slowly back and forth over her breast. His cock was jumping with each movement she made. She knew that it was time for him to do his job or he was going to waste it. She pulled his hand from her tit. And pulled the dress over the naked tit. “Now Rufus, Do it now.” She stood and backed away from the bed as he climbed on the woman. The woman hadn't seen what Molly had done but what ever it was she saw the biggest cock she had ever seen. Her legs came up and Rufus slid deep in her big cunt. Rufus was as hot as he had ever been. He had never dreamed that Miss Molly would let him touch her. Once in the big woman he fucked as fast as possible. He could feel his cock already losing some of its firmness. He wanted to get through before he got soft again. He looked up to see if Molly was watching. Molly had walked to the head of the bed as she watched the fucking going on before her eyes. She could see that as hard as he had been Rufus was starting to have a bad time of it. She knew he had to make this time because he could never get it hard again. She had started butting the buttons but when she saw him struggling she quickly unbuttoned the ones she had earlier plus the others down to her waist. When she saw him looking at her she pulled the dress back and let it fall from her shoulders. She stood naked from the waist up. She lifted each breast in her hands and ran her fingers across the nipples. They became hard at once as she let Rufus see her naked breasts completely. Rufus's mouth fell open when he saw her pull her dress from her shoulders. Her white breasts were perfect. All at once it wasn't the big ugly woman he was fucking but Molly. His cock was rock hard as he stepped up the speed he was fucking until he was shooting his baby making juice in yet another woman. His eyes were shut as he let the last of his juice drain out of his cock into the woman. When he opened his eyes again Molly had her back turned and she was fasting the buttons to her dress. He quickly got off the woman. She dressed and Molly led her back to the wagon. “Missy, I don't know what you did to him but it sho enough worked.” As soon as the wagon left Molly hurried to her room. Her cunt was wet and she had to use her fingers to relieve the tension. For the first time she thought about letting Rufus have much more of her. She knew that if anyone ever found out about it she would loose everything and he would probably be killed. She resigned herself to fantasizing about what the big black cock would look like in her white cunt. She had her first climax since she was with Shaun. Sam was back the next day and asked about how it went. “He was a little slow but the woman wasn't very much to look, but I think you have another satisfied customer.” “Did you have to help?” “Yes.” “I think you are beginning to like helping him.” “I only do it because you made me. I will be glad to let you go back to doing it your way. You wouldn't have been able to fuck that woman either without help.” She turned and went back in the house. To her disappointment Sam did not call on her to help for the better part of the month. She was worried that Sam might think she liked it and not let her any more. The truth was that he had not been able to get any other women at the auction and Rufus wasn't kept very busy. He regained a lot of his strength. Molly often saw Rufus walking about the place but she had not talked to him since that day. She didn't want Sam to happen to see her talking to him. Molly turned twenty one with a boy of two and a girl one year old. She was even more beautiful than before. Still Sam would have nothing to do with her in bed. For at least a year the only sex she had was her fingers at night. She was desperate for a male companion in her bed. She would have even welcomed Sam back, but it was Rufus that she often thought. She remembered the touch of her hands on his huge cock, and she dreamed about him filling up her little white cunt with his big black cock. He would be more than she had ever had before. The slaves used the creek for their bathing place. The water backed up to form a small pond that they used to bath. During the summer the people in the big house often slipped away to try the cooling water above the pond. No blacks were allowed to come to that part of the creek. Since the only whites on the place were Sam, Molly and the two children that had it to them selves. With Sam always on the go it was usually just Molly and the children. The children liked to play in the shallow water. JR was just getting able to run and Sue had just started walking. Molly would strip them and let them play naked in the water. Like all little ones, being out of clothes just suited them. On that particular day the weather was hot and sticky. Molly took JR by the hand and picked up Sue and left for the creek. As usually she striped the children and set them in the water. Even in the shade she was hot. She looked at them playing at thought how much fun it would be to join them naked in the water. It wouldn't be the first time she had been naked with them. She normally took her bath at the same time in a tub with them. The hotter the day got the more she was tempted. She knew Sam would not be home before dark and the slaves were in the fields. There was always the chance one of them might see her naked but that actually excited her more than it frightened her. Since she only had on the dress and bloomers it didn't take long to strip. Her five feet one body was well adorned with the shiny blond hair that covered her head and her cunt. Her figure was ripe from the childbirth and the daily chores around the plantation. She swam out in the deeper part of the creek. It was barely deep enough for her to swim. Standing it only came to the bottom of her breasts. She liked being out naked in the warm sun and water. She got out and lay down in the shade. The children had grown tired of playing and they joined her on the blanket. Soon all three were fast asleep. It must have been the sound of a twig breaking but something woke her. She didn't move but listened to see if she might hear it again. Then she heard it once more. This wasn't the sound of walking but of someone breathing heavy. They had to be close for her to hear them. For a moment she was frightened but knew that at the worse it could be one of the slaves. They were afraid to hurt her or the kids. They could be put to death just thinking such things. Then the breathing grew faint and she knew that who ever it was were leaving. Rolling over she saw Rufus as he entered the woods. She set up and knew that he had seen the rest of her. It didn't bother her that he had seen her naked. If Sam had let her continue helping him she would have been happy to let him see more each time. She stood and watched him as he left. Just as he reached the woods he turned and for a moment they looked into each other faces. She dressed and wondered why he left so quickly. The children and being in the light of day was what made him leave. She dressed the children and went back to the house. Then almost by accident things fell her way. She had not been allowed to go back to visit her folks so her father came to visit her. Shaun had volunteered to come with him. It was a surprise visit. When they showed up on the porch to the house she was shocked. Shaun looked wonderful and she thought how good it would be to spend another day in bed with him. Sam just happened to be at home when they came. He was far from happy to see either one but he couldn't stand the sight of Shaun. He knew that he was the one that had taken his wife's virginity from him. He was barely sociable with them. That night he spent in Molly's bed. Sam woke early the next morning. Molly was not in the bed. He went in search of her. He found her and Shaun setting in the swing talking as the morning sun came up. He didn't know it but Molly was telling him that he had to leave and not come back. He was furious as he walked towards them. “What in the hell is going on? You trying to fuck my wife again?” He grabbed Shaun before he could get out of the swing. With one big fist he smashed Shaun's face, and tossed him off the porch to the ground. He started down the steps to get him again but Molly caught him. “NO SAM! NO. Let him go. We were just saying good bye.” She stopped him long enough for Shaun to make his escape. Her father heard the fuss and came outside. Sam told him to get his stuff and leave and to not come back. Before the sun was up they were down the road on the way back to New Orleans. As they left he took Molly by the arm. “Come with me.” He didn't give her a chance to get away as he half walked and half dragged her to the slave house. Sam pushed open the door and call for Rufus to get up. “Rufus, get your black ass out here now. I have another woman for you to breed.” Rufus came out of the back room. He thought it was early for Mr. Sam to be bringing a woman to him. His eyes opened in shock when he saw Molly in her nightgown pushed up against the bed. He looked around. “Where is the woman Mr. Sam?” “Right there.” He pointed to Molly “Mr. Sam, that's Miss Molly.” “Yes, and today you are going to breed her like the bitch she is. She likes cock so much less see if she can handle yours.” Sam called her. “Get over here.” Molly moved slowly towards him. She had never seen him so mad. She didn't dare hesitate when he told her to move. “Get that gown off and show Rufus what he is getting.” “Sam.” Molly started to try to talk him out of this. “Shut up. I don't want anything out of you but do what I tell you.” She just nodded. “Now get naked for Rufus.” Molly pulled the gown over her head and tossed it across the room. Her bloomers joined them. She was naked before her husband and the black man her husband was about to give her. “Get you ass on the bed.” She moved over and set down on the bed. “Rufus, get your shorts off and let's see if she wants that big black one.” Rufus moved out of fear of Sam. He knew that he could kill him if he disobeyed. He slid down his shorts and as usual his cock was not hard. “Dam Rufus, don't you ever get hard anymore?” He pointed to Molly. “Get over there and help him. This time it will be you that he has to fuck.” The idea of fucking Rufus was fine with Molly. She just wondered what Sam was going to do to her once it was over. She moved to Rufus just as she had many times before. She knew that what he had was going to be hers in a few minutes. She wanted him bad. The moment his shorts came off she knew that she wanted him fucking her and that she wanted Sam to watch. Only the fear of what Sam might do had Rufus less than ready to go. Molly touched his soft cock with her hands. Again she went under to cup his big hard balls. She was standing in front of him as she moved closer. Her naked tits touched his bare stomach. They were already hard and firm and the touch of his hot body sent a shock wave straight to her pussy. It had the same effect on Rufus. Suddenly he wanted her more than any woman he had ever been with. He pushed her back towards the bed. When her knees hit the bed she fell back. He didn't waste any time moving between her spread legs. He leaned forward and drove his cock forward. He missed and backed up for another shot. Her voice stopped him in his tracks. “Rufus! Stop! Take it slow are you will hurt me.” “Yes Mam.” Sam didn't like it. “Fuck her now Rufus, and do it hard.” Molly looked at Sam. “Shut up! If you want me to fuck this black then I will but I am not going to let him hurt me to please you. Now shut up and watch are get out.” Sam couldn't believe the spunk she had to come back to him like that. To both of their surprise he backed up and set down in a chair to watch his wife take on the biggest cock in that part of Mississippi' “Now Rufus, take it slow like I told you before.” She ran her hand down to grip his cock and pulled it towards her wet cunt. She was more than ready. She couldn't wait to see if she could take all of him. She guided him to her opening and parted her cunt lips and brought the head of his cock to the opening. She pulled slightly and he lowered and split her cunt open as his cock slid through the opening to bury a couple of inches in her. The heat from her was hotter that any cunt he had ever been. He wanted to just push harder and drive deep and shoot her full of juice. Her hand on his cock kept him from going deeper. “Wait a minute.” He did but only her hand on his cock kept him from going deeper. “Now, push more.” She slid her hand higher on his cock. When he got that much, she stopped him again. A couple of more times and he was buried as far in her as he could go. She looked over at Sam and he was watching them wide-eyed. It was the first time he had seen a black man fucking a white woman and this one was his wife. His cock was rock hard as he watched the contrast between their colors blend together. Molly saw this and she looked back at Rufus above her. “Alright Rufus, this is what he wants lets give him a good show. She wrapped her legs around his big body and pushed her tiny white body as close to him as she could get. “She whispered in his ear so Sam could not hear. “Fuck me the way you do the other women.” “Miss Molly, I might hurt you.” “You aren't going to hurt me. I want all of you now.” Once he started there was no stopping him. Not that she wanted him to stop. It had been a year since she had a man love her and now she had one that more than made up for it. That he was black didn't bother her at all. With her eyes closed she gave her body up to him to fuck as he pleased. Fuck her he did. He didn't wait for her to climax; he didn't know what it was. He fucked to please himself and so doing gave it to her just the way she wanted it; big, hot and fast. Soon she felt him swell up and knew that she was going to get his entire baby making seed in her blond cunt. She hoped she was pregnant as it would serve Sam right for her to have a black baby. Rufus rutted like a bull as he shot his cum in her. For five minutes his juice shot and seeped from his cock. He started to roll off as he had finished his job. She stopped him. “Stay where you are. You aren't about to leave me short as long as I have been doing without.” She worked her pussy closer to him. She was just as hot as when they started. Her hot pussy kept his cock hard. “Now fuck me again.” Sam watched. Once they started he knew that he had messed up. Molly liked what Rufus was doing to her. Her punishment was not turning out to be what he expected. She liked what he was doing to her. He thought it was over when Rufus shot her full. Then he saw her keep him in her and watched as Rufus fucked his wife again. Molly saw the change come to Sam and knew that he was a whipped man. She watched as he headed for the door. He turned back and saw her looking at him. He saw her smile and reaches up and pulls Rufus's mouth down and kissed him full on the mouth. There wasn't any doubt that it was her tongue that was down his throat. The defiant kiss was letting him know that this wasn't the last time she would be with Rufus. The door closed behind him. The closing door was what she waited. “Now dam you fuck me like you have never fucked another woman. Then she was climaxing with her first black lover buried in her white pussy. She knew that it wasn't going to be her last. She was never going to be denied sex again by Sam are anyone else.

Breeding Farm

Sam Adams was one of the riches men in the South during the eighteen forties. His plantation wasn't nearly as large as others scattered up the banks of the Mississippi River. His home was larger and nicer than most but he only had a few hundred acres of land. While the other planters worried about the crops and keeping good slaves happy he only had enough planted to feed his own people. He made his money buying and selling slaves. Most of the plantation owners looked down their noses at him and the way he made his money. At the same time it was Sam they went too when they needed slaves. He had come up with a way to turn over his money quicker than just buying and selling. He bred slaves. He purchased all young black women and he kept a black stud to breed them with. Once they had a child he could sell both the mother and child for a premium. He seldom kept a stud more than a year before he changed to a younger one that could last longer. It might seem like a nice life for a black slave to be the plantation stud, but he soon burned out trying to breed more than a hundred women each year. Plus other owners often brought their female slaves to be bred to him. Sam was forty-five years old and never been married. He was a handsome man that had his share of other men's wives. Why some husband hadn't already killed him was a miracle. He also had all the black pussy he wanted. He had a keen eye when it came to picking the most productive women from among the slaves. He liked them young and at eighteen they were at the perfect childbearing age. Seeing a pregnant woman at work meant it wouldn't be long before he would have another one to sale. He made a trip to New Orleans at least once a month to see what was for sale at the slave auctions. He took this time to party with the rich of New Orleans. It was at one of the parties that he found what he had been looking. She was young, eighteen, a small girl with silky blond hair and a perfect figure. He could tell that she would be the type that would always keep her looks. And most of all she must be a virgin since she was so young. Her father was once very rich but time and whiskey had taken it all away from him. He knew that the only way back for him was for Molly to marry a wealthy plantation owner. He knew that he would have to find someone quick or it would be too late to help him. Molly was young but she understood that she must marry someone for his or her money. It was just the way things were done during that time. She only hoped that her father would find one that wasn't old and ugly. No one understood this better than Sam. One look at Molly and he searched out her father. Sam pulled him over to the side of the party and offered him a deal. “I want your daughter for my wife.” “My daughter is not for sale.” “Look, we both know why you have her here tonight. Now I will give you more than any one else.” “How much?” Sam knew he had her then. “I will pay off the loan on your house and give you an income each year that will pay your expenses.” “I will have to talk to Molly first.” “The offer is only good for tonight. I leave for home tomorrow and she will be with me. We can get a justice of the peace to marry us before we leave. You have one hour to make your decision.” He turned and walked away from the father. He knew that Molly would be leaving with him the next morning. Molly was shocked when her father told her that he had an offer he couldn't refuse. Being only eighteen she had not thought it would happen so soon. “Who is it?” Her father pointed Sam out to her across the room. At least he wasn't as old as some of them and he was quite handsome. She stared across at Sam and he raised his drink glass as thought to toast the deal. Her father came back over to see Sam. He tried to get him to raise his offer but Sam refused. He knew that no one else could beat his offer. “Have her down here and ready to catch the steam boat at seven tomorrow. I will have the papers ready to sign then.” At seven Molly was waiting for him in front of the hotel. The luggage she had wasn't very big, as times were really bad then. Sam had the papers ready for her father and a justice of peace that he had bribed to marry them. Just that quick they were married and on their way to the boat. Sam and Molly hadn't spoken a work to each other except for the marriage vows. The vows really meant nothing since Sam could divorce her anytime he wanted. The trip back up the river took most of the morning. Molly stood by the rail and watched as New Orleans and her old life slowly passed into the distance. She only hoped that the man that was now her husband would not beat her like some husbands did their wives. As the boat docked Sam lead her by the hand off the boat and over to a seat next to the dock. “Wait here while I take care of business.” She watched as Sam met the captain and they went back aboard the boat only to appear a moment later. Behind them were several slaves still tied together. She counted them and saw that there were eight young women and no men. She thought that was strange since most owners wanted strong males to work in the fields. Sam had them loaded in a wagon that was waiting and then came for Molly. He helped her in his carriage, pulled by two of the nicest horses Molly had ever seen. The first glimpse of the house that was to be her home was just as shocking. She had never dreamed of living in such splendor. The insides were even more splendid. Sam had the maid take her to the master suit. Molly stood transfixed by the huge bed she would be sharing with her husband later. Later came sooner than she expected. She had barely unpacked when Sam entered the room without knocking. “Don't you knock before entering?” “Let's get one thing straight now. This is my house and I don't knock before entering any room. You are my wife and you will have everything you need. All you have to do is see that the house is kept clean, food on the table, and fill my bed when I want you.” Molly was shocked that he was so plain spoken. Even as young as she was she knew that she wasn't much different from the other slaves he had. She was just going to be treated better. She was already missing her friend's back home. She had not had time to even tell Shun bye. He was her cousin and a couple of years older than she was but they had always been close. She was going to miss him more than she knew. The slaves brought dinner to them in the huge dinning room. Sam told them she was his wife and that they were to do as she told them. They just nodded as they left the two of them alone. Sam finished first and pushed back his chair and lit up his pipe. “I will tell you about this place. We don't raise crops here. We raise slaves.” He told her about the women and children they had. He told her about the stud that he kept to breed the women with. What he said made her sick to her stomach. She had always felt sorry for the slaves she saw unloaded in New Orleans. She was almost glad when he finished. Until he told her to go up to bed and he would be along shortly. Molly knew that the time had come. She had known for several years that she would one day be married and it was possible that it could be someone she couldn't stand. She only hoped that Sam wasn't rough with her. She undressed and got under the covers. She didn't know if she should wear a nightdress or just go to bed nude. She thought Sam would want her naked as she slid between the cool sheets. Her nipples hardened from the anticipation and the touch of the cool sheets on her body. Sam finished up down stairs and came to the room. Again he didn't knock. The lamp in his hands cast a dim light around the room. He could see Molly in the bed, her blond hair spread on the pillow. Her bight blue eyes were watching every move he made. She didn't want to make him mad. Sam left the light on. He wanted to see what he was getting for his money. He pulled the cover back and looked at her naked body stretched out before him. He had often thought about marring such a young girl. He wanted a virgin that no one else had ever touched. Like most men in those days he required his wife to be faithful while he went about fucking the slave women. He stripped and stood before her naked. His cock was hard and standing firm. Even at his age he was in excellent shape. He often got to fuck other men's wives because he had not let his body go to fat as many husbands had. Molly could not stop her eyes from dropping down to his cock. She had only seen one other one and it wasn't nearly as large as Sam's. He could see the fear in her eyes as she saw him. It was what he wanted, an untouched girl that he could bend to his own ways. Now Sam wasn't one to take a lot of time but he didn't want to rush Molly. He knew enough to know that a virgin needed more time than an experienced woman did. He lay down next to her. He pulled her closer and for the first time they kissed. Molly was reluctant to kiss him at first, but his mouth was incessant as he pressured her to open her mouth. She finally relented and his tongue pushed through to explore her young mouth. His hands were busy feeling her firm naked breasts. He didn't spend much time on them before his hand went between her legs to the opening to her body. She was still quite dry but his experienced fingers soon remedied that. His mouth had left her mouth to suck on her young breasts. He swapped from one to another as he pulled the nipple of each with his lips. The combination of his fingers and mouth soon had her wet between her legs. She wasn't completely ready but that didn't bother Sam. He rolled over and roughly pushed her legs apart. He rolled between them and centered his cock with her opening and pushed. At first it wouldn't go and he pushed again. The head slid through the opening and he pushed farther. He expected to hit her hymen and he was going to push on through. She would be a virgin no longer. Lucky for Molly that she was at least a little wet or he would have hurt her. There wasn't any love to it and very little foreplay to prepare her for his huge size. The touch of his cock helped her get ready for his deeper push. She opened as wide as she could to easy the pain from his intrusion. Still he pushed farther. Sam pushed again and then he was completely in her. He hadn't felt her hymen give when it broke. He stopped as he reached as far in her as he could go. He had realized that she wasn't the virgin he had expected. Anger came over him and he screamed at her. “Why aren't you a virgin?” Molly didn't know what to say. She had never told him she was a virgin. She was a long way from being a virgin even thought she had only been with one other man. She knew enough from his outburst not to admit she had been fucked before. She and her cousin Shaun, had fucked many times the last few months. Anytime they could get away they were having sex. That was one reason she hadn't been afraid of having sex with Sam. Now she knew she had a problem. “I am a virgin.” “NO! You didn't have a hymen! Who have you been with before?” “No one. I must have lost it riding or something.” She began to cry. No man is completely unmoved by a women crying. Sam, as tough as he was thought he might be wrong about her not being a virgin. He was disappointed that he hadn't taken her virginity or at least broken her hymen. Still all was not loss. She was beautiful and very young, the two things he liked most about women. He didn't particuly care what color the woman was. He had broken many a young black girls' hymen before turning her over to be bred. He began to move and soon he was driving his hard cock deep in her cunt. He had little care as to how she was feeling. All he wanted was to get his pleasure from her. He drove faster and Molly began to feel the same old feeling she had so often with Shun. Sam worked faster and faster. Then he was through. His cum poured into her young body. Molly was on the verge of making it herself but once he finished he was through. He rolled off and got out of bed. “That was good, but it will get better. He pulled on his shirt and pants and left the room. He left the house and went to the slave quarters. There was a young girl in the group that came in this morning. He intended to fuck her before turning her over to the stud. He was lucky; he got one virgin that night. He left the black girl crying as his cum poured from her ravaged pussy. It didn't get much better for Molly. Her days were half filled by the work that needed to be done in the house. She spent much of her time alone. At night Sam may come to bed with her and have sex. Other nights he wouldn't be in the house before she went to sleep. Sex was always rushed and she never enjoyed it much. The housemaid told her about Sam and the slave women that he fucked nearly every night. Molly was just glad he left her alone. Six months later Sam was headed back to New Orleans to another slave auction. This time Molly talked him into letting her come along. She wanted to see her father, and family. Mostly she wanted to see Shaun again. Sam left Molly in the hotel room while he went to check out the slaves that might be auctioned the next day. She had told him she might do a little shopping. As soon as he left she was out the door and knocking on Shaun's door. He opened and found her standing there. She looked to make sure she hadn't been followed and slipped in the door and into his arms. Their mouths met and there tongues greeted each other like old friends. Nothing could have stopped her from having sex with Shun. When she was home they often fucked almost all evening. Now she knew she only had a short while. She still had to do some shopping in case Sam wanted to know what she purchased. “Shaun! Fuck me! Fuck me now!” He was only too happy to oblige. An hour later she slipped out his door a happy woman. Twice he had brought her to a climax. Her first since she had married Sam. Two months later she knew she was in trouble. She was pregnant. Sam was happy to be having a son to take over the place. He never gave any thought that it might be a girl. Mollie knew that Shaun was the father and she prayed that the baby might look like her and not Shaun. Sam would kill her if he knew. It was a boy, blond like his mother. Molly let out a sigh of relief when she saw him. Sam named him Sam JR and Molly was afraid to argue with him. A year later Molly was pregnant again. This time after another trip to New Orleans. Sam wasn't a fool. He knew something was wrong because he knew that he hadn't been with Molly during that time. He had spent most of his sex time down with the slaves. He kept quite until the baby was born. Lucy was born, looking nothing like Molly or Sam. Sam took one look at her and knew that she wasn't his baby. His anger started to boil over. He thought about killing Molly and the baby but knew he couldn't get away with that. He worked out a plan in his mind. To Molly's surprise Sam started treating her better. She knew what he did for a living but they never talked about it. At breakfast the next day he told her he wanted her to come along and see how the place worked. “You may have to run it someday if something happens to me.” She didn't want to go with him but was afraid to resist. He led her to the house he had set up for Rufus, the black stud at the time. Rufus had been there almost two years and Sam was looking to replace him soon as he found a replacement. Opening the door, again without knocking, Sam held the door open and pushed Molly. Rufus was setting on the bed and when he saw who it was he stood up. He was only dressed in a pair of homemade shorts that hid very little of his body. Molly had seen him before as he walked around the yard. This was the first time she had seen him up close. He was huge! She had never seen such a large man. She would not come up much higher than his chest if she stood close to him. He had muscles that she had not seen on any other slave. It was this body that made his babies bring the most money. The slave owners wanted the huge males for the heavy work. “Morning Mr. Sam.” He nodded to Molly but didn't speak. Black men could have their tongues cut out for even looking at a white woman. He was afraid to speak to her. “Morning Rufus. I got a nice young girl for you this morning. Ned will be bringing her over in a moment.” Molly knew what he was about to do to that girl and she didn't want to see it. “Sam, I need to go back to the house. I don't want to be here while Rufus does his thing.” “No, I want you right here. You need to see what is going on here.” He had her arm and she knew that she didn't have any choice but to stay. She could feel her knees getting weak. At that moment the door opened and a young black girl was pushed into the room. Her eyes were wide with fright. She knew what was going to happen from what the other women had told her. She looked at the huge man that was going to make her a baby. Sam spoke to Ned. “Have you kept up with the time of the month for her?” “Yes sir boss. She should be ripe along about now.” It was Ned's job to watch when each woman had her cycle and arrange for her to be breed at the right time. “Good.” He turned to the girl. “Take off you dress.” The girl hesitated. “Ned undress her.” Ned reached out and pulled the dress over her head. She was naked except for the bloomers she had on. Ned reached for those and pulled them down as he pushed her down on the bed. “Alright Rufus, lets see you do your job.” Rufus had bred so many young girls for Sam that it no longer excited him to see one of them crying naked before him. It took him longer to get ready himself now than it did when he first came there. He pushed off his shorts with his back turned away from Molly. He didn't like anyone watching him when he was doing a woman. Sam yelled at him to turn around and get to work. His main reason for bring Molly here was to show her that if she messed around with anyone else that he was going to turn her over to Rufus. He had already checked and was quite sure that her cousin was the father of the little girl. He never thought about the boy not being his. Molly turned away but Sam turned her back. “Watch what he does to this young girl. If you ever fuck around with your cousin again I will let Rufus have you, and sale your baby as a slave.” Molly was shocked that he knew it was Shaun that fathered her babies. She wasn't about to tell him that Jr. was Shaun's also. She turned back to face Rufus. Her breath caught in her throat. His cock was so much bigger than either Shaun or Sam's and it wasn't even hard. She couldn't take her eyes from him once she saw it. Sam saw her looking. “See that big black cock. Do you think you could take it in your little white cunt? That is what you will be doing if you don't obey every thing I tell you to do.” Molly knew that he meant every word he said. She made up her mind to do anything he told her to until she could figure out a way to get away from him and take her children with her. Sam seemed to know just what she was thinking. “Don't even think of leaving me.” In those days a wife was part of the husband's estate. She couldn't leave him and he could turn her out without a dime. So much for equal rights. Sam pushed Molly closer to the naked man and young girl who was trying to hide behind her hands. Sam pulled her over on her back. “Spread your legs so Rufus can fuck you.” The tone of his voice left no doubt in any of their minds that it would be better if they all did what he said. Rufus still wasn't hard. He tried to direct the attention away from him. “She be awfully dry down there Mr. Sam.” “Well do something about it then.” Rufus's big hands covered her tits and he rubbed her nipples between his fingers. One hand went to her young cunt. A big black finger was sent up her cunt and he worked it around a time or two. Foreplay had never been one of the things Rufus did. He usually just climbed on and fucked the woman until he emptied his load in her. The girl was two small for that and he knew he would hurt her. “She be real tight Mr. Sam.” “Here let me see.” Sam turned loose of Molly and went to the girl. His fingers replaced Rufus's fingers in her cunt. “Dam girl, He sure is right. That's the tightest cunt I ever felt. Get back Rufus and let me get it ready for you.” Rufus move off the bed as Sam reached in his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Molly couldn't believe that Sam was going to fuck the black girl with her watching. Sam could have cared less who was watching. He forced her legs apart and stuck his cock head in her dry cunt. It took him a little time but he finally forced his way in her body. The hurt was making her scream and Sam reached up and slapped her across the jaw. “Shut up girl and do what you were born to do.” She tried to be quite but the hard plunging in her cunt was making her hurt. Sam never was one for lasting very long and thankfully he was even faster this time. He filled her cunt with his seed. He pulled his cock out and wiped it on her naked stomach before putting it back in his pants. “Now Rufus, Get to work she is wet enough now.” What little time it took Sam to get off in the girl wasn't enough for Rufus. It often took him a long time to get ready for a woman. He liked to be alone when he fucked her. Sometimes the woman liked what he was doing and it wasn't so hard. When he had one like the young girl on the bed it took him a long time to get hard enough to fuck her. He tried but his cock still hung mostly limp between his legs. “Dam it Rufus, you better get on with your business. I am going to find a new stud to replace your useless ass.” Rufus looked at Sam with his head down. “Mr. Sam, I just have trouble with Miss Molly in here.” “Don't go blaming it on her. You have been taking longer and longer to get the job done lately. What you need is some help.” He looked over at Molly standing next to the bed but not looking at the girl or Rufus. He had a thought that just came in his head at once. He had wondered how he was going to inflict more punishment on her without beating her. “Molly get your white ass over here and help Rufus get his cock up. We both know you like different cocks.” Molly looked at him with tears in her eyes as she backed away from the bed. “NO Sam! Not that.” Sam was smiling that he had thought of something she couldn't stand. It was all right for the husband to fuck around with the black women but a white woman was scorned if she was even touched by a black man. If the community even knew she was with a black Sam could take her children away and she would be turned out on the streets or worse, killed. Sam walked to her and took her arm. He pushed her towards Rufus who was looking down at his feet. Ned had taken off as soon as he brought the young girl. The four of them were the only ones in the room. He pushed Molly until she was in front of Rufus. “Now take him in your hand and get him hard. Rufus if you don't get hard you will be gone from here tomorrow morning. You'll find out how it is to work every day in the fields.” Rufus towered over her as she looked down at his cock. It was huge, much bigger than Shun or Sam. How big would he be once it was hard? She looked up and saw him with tears coming from his eyes. She felt sorry for this huge man. At that time she hated Sam more than she ever had. Sam was behind her. “If you don't get started you will be gone tomorrow with him.” Through tear filled eyes she looked up at Rufus. When he opened his eyes she smiled and winked at him. If this was what she was going to have to do to please Sam then she was going to make sure she saved Rufus from being sold down the river. Her hands went to his waist. She felt him quiver as her hands touched the naked man. She could feel the power in him as her hands stroked across his naked stomack. She ran her hands lower until she was just above his cock. She was no longer turning away from him. She was watching to see when her touch had the desired effect on him. She saw his cock when it started to move. She didn't touch it but let her hands go around his hips and stroked down his muscular legs. She followed them down as far as she could go without kneeling down before him. She brought her hands back around in front of him and back up the inside of his thighs. Her eyes never left his cock as she could see it fast coming up. What the tiny white wife was starting to feel was different from anything she had ever felt with Sam. She had felt like this when she and Shaun had made love. She was still fully clothed but she could feel her breasts swelling and filling out her dress even tighter. Between her legs moisture was beginning to escape from her cunt. The power she had over this huge man standing before her was making her hot. She dared not let Sam know that it was having this effect on her. Rufus could not believe that Mr. Sam was letting his wife touch him. Many Blacks had been beaten from just looking at the lady of the house. At the same time he was thankful that she was having the desired effect on him. He had never been touched by a white woman, and Miss Molly was really a beautiful young woman. His cock was almost hard as he shifted his feet to enjoy the touch of her hot hands. As her hands came higher Rufus shifted his feet and she had more room to touch him. She stopped to see if Sam had seen him open up to her. She looked at Sam and he was closely watching every move she made. She glanced down and saw his cock was hard again. She knew that this would be one night she was going to get fucked. Sam saw her stop. “Get on with it. We haven't got all day.” Her hands moved again. His cock was almost there. She let her hand move higher until she held his large balls in the palm of her hands. She knew that Shaun had liked it when she held his balls in her hands and she knew from him starting to shake more that Rufus like it also. Then he was hard. She couldn't believe how big he was. She looked at the young girl that had been watching every move with her eyes wide open. The girl was afraid for her life if this huge cock tried to get in her small body. Molly feared for the safety of the young girl. She knew that Rufus only knew one way to mate and that was to just climb on and push until he was in and fuck until he could spell his cum in her. She made up her mind right then to help out both the girl and Rufus. If Sam wanted her to touch this black man then he wouldn't mind if she touched the girl. She had released his balls and she brought her hands around his cock and stroked it as she worked her hand to the very end. She moved slowly and by the time she had reached the end she could already feel him leaking pre-cum on her fingers. She released him and turned to the girl still on the bed next to them. She never looked to see if Sam was going to stop her or let her go. She was sure that he wanted to watch his wife touching the blacks. “Lay back and take it easy,” she said as she touched the girl on the face. “Let me help you so it won't hurt so bad.” She continued to talk to the young girl as she stroked her face and down to her naked tits. The tits weren't very big but the nipples were large. She stroked across them gently with her fingertips. Over and over she touched them until she saw her nipples harden. Then she moved downward. The girl's legs were tightly pressed together. Molly stroked them and when the girl relaxed she spread them apart. She touched her cunt still wet from Sam's cum running from it. Molly knew that Sam wasn't going to wait long for her to get the girl really ready and that she had better hurry. “Rufus get on the bed.” He did as she told him and got on his hands and knees between the out spread legs of the young girl. He reached for his cock to ram it home in the young cunt. He was stopped by Molly. “Rufus stop.” He did as she said and started to get back off. “No, stay where you are and do what I tell you to do.” Still on his hands and knees between the naked legs of the girl he looked back at Molly to see what she wanted next. “Just stay there a moment.” Molly reached for the girl's hand and brought it down to touch Rufus's cock. “Easy now just touch it.” Molly used her own hand to guide the girl to stroke his cock. Molly's other hand had felt back under Rufus until she played with his balls. They both were more than a handful. Sam had moved closer. He wanted all this touching to stop and get on with the fucking. “Are you going to take all day? He is hard and she is ready, get with it.” Molly would have liked to continue but she knew the time had come. “Ok Rufus, its time. Let her put you in her hole.” Molly reached for the girl's hand and moved it back to his cock. Together they pulled him down closer until the tip was resting at her cunt. “Now Rufus, go slow. When it hurts her stop and stay right where you are.” Rufus did as Molly said. When he moved to fast Molly stopped him. When she wanted him to move deeper she pulled him down. She still held his huge cock in her hand. Slowly ever so slowly he worked it deeper and deeper until He was completely in the young girl. Molly had moved her hand and now had it on his ass. “Wait a little and let her get use to your size.” Then the girl started moving her hips. “Now Rufus, fuck this woman.” Rufus had never taken as long to finish as he did that night. He found that it was much better when he took his time and then the girl answered back. Her hips bucked up to take his big cock. They fucked until Rufus lost it. The girl didn't make it but Molly was quite sure that she would find another time to get him alone. Her hand was still on his ass when he unloaded in her. Only Molly knew that she had climaxed with him. “Dam Rufus, You sure made up for being slow that time.” Said Sam. He pushed her towards the door. “Go back to the house I will be there shortly. What Molly didn't know was Sam fucked the girl again when she left. Rufus just stood and watched. Molly never got the fucking she was sure she was going to get from Sam. The same thing happened a second time that week. Rufus was slow getting up and Sam sent Ned to bring her to the house. Once again she had to touch Rufus to get him hard. She had to work on the woman to get her ready for him. She wasn't nearly as reluctant to touch him and her as she had been before. Sam, with his perverted sense of what a woman should do to please her husband never got back in bed with Molly once he saw her touch the black cock of Rufus. In his mind she was no longer pure enough for him. It didn't bother Molly that Sam never slept with her anymore. The sex had never been good. He no longer would take her to New Orleans when he made his monthly trips. She missed the time she had with Shun. The sex with him was enough to let her know that she liked sex with the right person. It was this thought she tried to get across to Rufus and the women he serviced. She did have Rufus where he took a little more time with them and didn't hurt them as much as before. Only Sam would not let him take to long. A couple of months had gone by and she had helped Rufus several times. Since she wasn't having any sex she actually looked forward to those times. She didn't let on to Sam that she liked touching the black man and woman. If he knew she liked it he would make her stop. He only did it to purnish her and show her that she was under his complete control. Sometimes during than span she had become the one that kept up with the women and their time of month. Sam thought that she at least knew more about it that Ned. She found that she talked more often with the women and that she could help them get through the night with Rufus without so much pain. They came to like her because they knew she was trying to help them. They understood that she was in Sam's control as much as they were. It was the time of month for Sam to go back to New Orleans to the slave auctions. One of the neighboring planters was to bring one of his slaves over to be serviced by Rufus. Sam called Molly to his office. “Mr. Jones is sending a slave over for Rufus. I will be on my way to New Orleans. You take her to Rufus and make sure he breeds her. Just because I want be here doesn't mean that the breeding shouldn't be done. He is paying well for this service. Make sure he gets his moneys worth.” Molly knew that she couldn't refuse. “Is Mr. Jones bring her himself? I don't want to have him know about me and Rufus.” “He is sending her with one of his slaves. He can wait down with the others until Rufus finishes. You do what you have to do to get her bred. I am going to look for a new stud on this trip. Rufus is getting worn out.” Sam left the next morning. The slave showed up right after lunch. Molly met him in the yard and told him to wait down below with the other slaves. The black woman was motioned down from the wagon and followed Molly down to the slave breeding house. This woman was quite large and wasn't very attractive. She had born many children for her owner. She knew what to expect. Rufus stood as they entered the room. It was the first time for Molly to be here with him without Sam. “Where is Mister Sam?” “He is on his way to town. He told me to bring the woman down to you.” She looked at him and told them to get undressed and do their business. She backed off to wait until they were through. She didn't think he would need her help if he had plenty of time. They both stripped and Rufus knew that he was in big trouble. He had been with so many women the last few days that another one, especlish one as unattractive as this one, didn't interest him at all. He looked back at Molly. “Miss Molly, I think I need some help.” Molly looked down and she saw his cock hanging limp between his muscular legs. “Take your time Rufus, Sam isn't here to make you hurry.” The black woman didn't help any. “Boy you going to breed me or just stand around. Old Mose could do a better job back at the plantation.” Molly saw the look on his face. If He didn't breed this woman Sam was going to sell him for sure. She moved over next to the bed. She looked at the big ugly woman naked on the bed and she could understand why Rufus couldn't get it up. Rufus was standing next to the bed with his eyes down on the floor. Molly looked at the woman. “Just give us a little time and Rufus will take care of you. As she did the very first time she had helped him she touched his hard naked stomach. She could feel him tremble with each soft touch but nothing happened. She dropped down and took his limp cock in her hands; she held it up as she moved under and stroked his big balls. His cock grew a tiny bit but not nearly enough for him to perform his duties. Molly stood in front of him and touched him more than she ever had and it still wasn't making him hard enough to do the job. She ran her hands over his naked body from his shoulders to his legs. She even got brave enough to touch his nipples on his mighty chest. Still nothing helped. The touch of her hands on him was the best he had ever felt, but each time he could feel his cock beginning to grow he would look at the woman and it would start to fail. This caused fear to set in and he was having an even harder time keeping what little he had up. Molly looked up to see him looking at her with a helpless look in his eyes. She had tried every thing that she had used but before this time it was only half enough. She set down on the edge of the bed and pulled him closer with her hand on his cock. Her hands stroked it again without much luck. As long as she was holding him it was rising but the moment she let go he dropped. Molly heard the woman grunt in disgust at his failure. She had one more idea that might help. She had thought about it but before with Sam there she didn't dare. With one hand holding his cock close to her she reached up and opened the top button of her dress. She felt his cock give a jump and she knew that he saw her undo the button. The weather in Mississippi was hot and humid that time of year and she wore very little under the dress and nothing under the top part. Another couple of button loosened and the first glimpse of her fair white skin shown through the opening. Rufus's eyes never left her hand that was working on the buttons from the very first one. She had never done this before and he could already tell the difference in his cock. Molly knew that this was working. He was almost hard enough to fuck the woman now. Suddenly the main idea wasn't to get him hard it was to let him see her breasts. She could feel her cunt getting excited just thinking of letting this black man see that part of her. Without hesitating she unbuttoned a couple of more. Rufus was all eyes. Any thought of the woman waiting for him was gone. How much was Miss Molly going to let him see? He could already see the valley between her white tits. His cock was completely hard now but she was still opening buttons. The next couple of buttons left her dress open where he could see her tits. Molly wasn't going to open the dress farther but she still wanted to tease him a little. She spread the opening apart with her hand until one breast popped out in the opening. His cock really jumped then. She looked back up at him. He was staring at her naked tit that she didn't make any effort to hide. She took his hand and pulled it over to her naked tit. She laid his hand on her naked flesh. Her cunt was oozing liquid as his fingers covered her tit. She looked down to see the black hand on her white skin. She took his hand and moved it slowly back and forth over her breast. His cock was jumping with each movement she made. She knew that it was time for him to do his job or he was going to waste it. She pulled his hand from her tit. And pulled the dress over the naked tit. “Now Rufus, Do it now.” She stood and backed away from the bed as he climbed on the woman. The woman hadn't seen what Molly had done but what ever it was she saw the biggest cock she had ever seen. Her legs came up and Rufus slid deep in her big cunt. Rufus was as hot as he had ever been. He had never dreamed that Miss Molly would let him touch her. Once in the big woman he fucked as fast as possible. He could feel his cock already losing some of its firmness. He wanted to get through before he got soft again. He looked up to see if Molly was watching. Molly had walked to the head of the bed as she watched the fucking going on before her eyes. She could see that as hard as he had been Rufus was starting to have a bad time of it. She knew he had to make this time because he could never get it hard again. She had started butting the buttons but when she saw him struggling she quickly unbuttoned the ones she had earlier plus the others down to her waist. When she saw him looking at her she pulled the dress back and let it fall from her shoulders. She stood naked from the waist up. She lifted each breast in her hands and ran her fingers across the nipples. They became hard at once as she let Rufus see her naked breasts completely. Rufus's mouth fell open when he saw her pull her dress from her shoulders. Her white breasts were perfect. All at once it wasn't the big ugly woman he was fucking but Molly. His cock was rock hard as he stepped up the speed he was fucking until he was shooting his baby making juice in yet another woman. His eyes were shut as he let the last of his juice drain out of his cock into the woman. When he opened his eyes again Molly had her back turned and she was fasting the buttons to her dress. He quickly got off the woman. She dressed and Molly led her back to the wagon. “Missy, I don't know what you did to him but it sho enough worked.” As soon as the wagon left Molly hurried to her room. Her cunt was wet and she had to use her fingers to relieve the tension. For the first time she thought about letting Rufus have much more of her. She knew that if anyone ever found out about it she would loose everything and he would probably be killed. She resigned herself to fantasizing about what the big black cock would look like in her white cunt. She had her first climax since she was with Shaun. Sam was back the next day and asked about how it went. “He was a little slow but the woman wasn't very much to look, but I think you have another satisfied customer.” “Did you have to help?” “Yes.” “I think you are beginning to like helping him.” “I only do it because you made me. I will be glad to let you go back to doing it your way. You wouldn't have been able to fuck that woman either without help.” She turned and went back in the house. To her disappointment Sam did not call on her to help for the better part of the month. She was worried that Sam might think she liked it and not let her any more. The truth was that he had not been able to get any other women at the auction and Rufus wasn't kept very busy. He regained a lot of his strength. Molly often saw Rufus walking about the place but she had not talked to him since that day. She didn't want Sam to happen to see her talking to him. Molly turned twenty one with a boy of two and a girl one year old. She was even more beautiful than before. Still Sam would have nothing to do with her in bed. For at least a year the only sex she had was her fingers at night. She was desperate for a male companion in her bed. She would have even welcomed Sam back, but it was Rufus that she often thought. She remembered the touch of her hands on his huge cock, and she dreamed about him filling up her little white cunt with his big black cock. He would be more than she had ever had before. The slaves used the creek for their bathing place. The water backed up to form a small pond that they used to bath. During the summer the people in the big house often slipped away to try the cooling water above the pond. No blacks were allowed to come to that part of the creek. Since the only whites on the place were Sam, Molly and the two children that had it to them selves. With Sam always on the go it was usually just Molly and the children. The children liked to play in the shallow water. JR was just getting able to run and Sue had just started walking. Molly would strip them and let them play naked in the water. Like all little ones, being out of clothes just suited them. On that particular day the weather was hot and sticky. Molly took JR by the hand and picked up Sue and left for the creek. As usually she striped the children and set them in the water. Even in the shade she was hot. She looked at them playing at thought how much fun it would be to join them naked in the water. It wouldn't be the first time she had been naked with them. She normally took her bath at the same time in a tub with them. The hotter the day got the more she was tempted. She knew Sam would not be home before dark and the slaves were in the fields. There was always the chance one of them might see her naked but that actually excited her more than it frightened her. Since she only had on the dress and bloomers it didn't take long to strip. Her five feet one body was well adorned with the shiny blond hair that covered her head and her cunt. Her figure was ripe from the childbirth and the daily chores around the plantation. She swam out in the deeper part of the creek. It was barely deep enough for her to swim. Standing it only came to the bottom of her breasts. She liked being out naked in the warm sun and water. She got out and lay down in the shade. The children had grown tired of playing and they joined her on the blanket. Soon all three were fast asleep. It must have been the sound of a twig breaking but something woke her. She didn't move but listened to see if she might hear it again. Then she heard it once more. This wasn't the sound of walking but of someone breathing heavy. They had to be close for her to hear them. For a moment she was frightened but knew that at the worse it could be one of the slaves. They were afraid to hurt her or the kids. They could be put to death just thinking such things. Then the breathing grew faint and she knew that who ever it was were leaving. Rolling over she saw Rufus as he entered the woods. She set up and knew that he had seen the rest of her. It didn't bother her that he had seen her naked. If Sam had let her continue helping him she would have been happy to let him see more each time. She stood and watched him as he left. Just as he reached the woods he turned and for a moment they looked into each other faces. She dressed and wondered why he left so quickly. The children and being in the light of day was what made him leave. She dressed the children and went back to the house. Then almost by accident things fell her way. She had not been allowed to go back to visit her folks so her father came to visit her. Shaun had volunteered to come with him. It was a surprise visit. When they showed up on the porch to the house she was shocked. Shaun looked wonderful and she thought how good it would be to spend another day in bed with him. Sam just happened to be at home when they came. He was far from happy to see either one but he couldn't stand the sight of Shaun. He knew that he was the one that had taken his wife's virginity from him. He was barely sociable with them. That night he spent in Molly's bed. Sam woke early the next morning. Molly was not in the bed. He went in search of her. He found her and Shaun setting in the swing talking as the morning sun came up. He didn't know it but Molly was telling him that he had to leave and not come back. He was furious as he walked towards them. “What in the hell is going on? You trying to fuck my wife again?” He grabbed Shaun before he could get out of the swing. With one big fist he smashed Shaun's face, and tossed him off the porch to the ground. He started down the steps to get him again but Molly caught him. “NO SAM! NO. Let him go. We were just saying good bye.” She stopped him long enough for Shaun to make his escape. Her father heard the fuss and came outside. Sam told him to get his stuff and leave and to not come back. Before the sun was up they were down the road on the way back to New Orleans. As they left he took Molly by the arm. “Come with me.” He didn't give her a chance to get away as he half walked and half dragged her to the slave house. Sam pushed open the door and call for Rufus to get up. “Rufus, get your black ass out here now. I have another woman for you to breed.” Rufus came out of the back room. He thought it was early for Mr. Sam to be bringing a woman to him. His eyes opened in shock when he saw Molly in her nightgown pushed up against the bed. He looked around. “Where is the woman Mr. Sam?” “Right there.” He pointed to Molly “Mr. Sam, that's Miss Molly.” “Yes, and today you are going to breed her like the bitch she is. She likes cock so much less see if she can handle yours.” Sam called her. “Get over here.” Molly moved slowly towards him. She had never seen him so mad. She didn't dare hesitate when he told her to move. “Get that gown off and show Rufus what he is getting.” “Sam.” Molly started to try to talk him out of this. “Shut up. I don't want anything out of you but do what I tell you.” She just nodded. “Now get naked for Rufus.” Molly pulled the gown over her head and tossed it across the room. Her bloomers joined them. She was naked before her husband and the black man her husband was about to give her. “Get you ass on the bed.” She moved over and set down on the bed. “Rufus, get your shorts off and let's see if she wants that big black one.” Rufus moved out of fear of Sam. He knew that he could kill him if he disobeyed. He slid down his shorts and as usual his cock was not hard. “Dam Rufus, don't you ever get hard anymore?” He pointed to Molly. “Get over there and help him. This time it will be you that he has to fuck.” The idea of fucking Rufus was fine with Molly. She just wondered what Sam was going to do to her once it was over. She moved to Rufus just as she had many times before. She knew that what he had was going to be hers in a few minutes. She wanted him bad. The moment his shorts came off she knew that she wanted him fucking her and that she wanted Sam to watch. Only the fear of what Sam might do had Rufus less than ready to go. Molly touched his soft cock with her hands. Again she went under to cup his big hard balls. She was standing in front of him as she moved closer. Her naked tits touched his bare stomach. They were already hard and firm and the touch of his hot body sent a shock wave straight to her pussy. It had the same effect on Rufus. Suddenly he wanted her more than any woman he had ever been with. He pushed her back towards the bed. When her knees hit the bed she fell back. He didn't waste any time moving between her spread legs. He leaned forward and drove his cock forward. He missed and backed up for another shot. Her voice stopped him in his tracks. “Rufus! Stop! Take it slow are you will hurt me.” “Yes Mam.” Sam didn't like it. “Fuck her now Rufus, and do it hard.” Molly looked at Sam. “Shut up! If you want me to fuck this black then I will but I am not going to let him hurt me to please you. Now shut up and watch are get out.” Sam couldn't believe the spunk she had to come back to him like that. To both of their surprise he backed up and set down in a chair to watch his wife take on the biggest cock in that part of Mississippi' “Now Rufus, take it slow like I told you before.” She ran her hand down to grip his cock and pulled it towards her wet cunt. She was more than ready. She couldn't wait to see if she could take all of him. She guided him to her opening and parted her cunt lips and brought the head of his cock to the opening. She pulled slightly and he lowered and split her cunt open as his cock slid through the opening to bury a couple of inches in her. The heat from her was hotter that any cunt he had ever been. He wanted to just push harder and drive deep and shoot her full of juice. Her hand on his cock kept him from going deeper. “Wait a minute.” He did but only her hand on his cock kept him from going deeper. “Now, push more.” She slid her hand higher on his cock. When he got that much, she stopped him again. A couple of more times and he was buried as far in her as he could go. She looked over at Sam and he was watching them wide-eyed. It was the first time he had seen a black man fucking a white woman and this one was his wife. His cock was rock hard as he watched the contrast between their colors blend together. Molly saw this and she looked back at Rufus above her. “Alright Rufus, this is what he wants lets give him a good show. She wrapped her legs around his big body and pushed her tiny white body as close to him as she could get. “She whispered in his ear so Sam could not hear. “Fuck me the way you do the other women.” “Miss Molly, I might hurt you.” “You aren't going to hurt me. I want all of you now.” Once he started there was no stopping him. Not that she wanted him to stop. It had been a year since she had a man love her and now she had one that more than made up for it. That he was black didn't bother her at all. With her eyes closed she gave her body up to him to fuck as he pleased. Fuck her he did. He didn't wait for her to climax; he didn't know what it was. He fucked to please himself and so doing gave it to her just the way she wanted it; big, hot and fast. Soon she felt him swell up and knew that she was going to get his entire baby making seed in her blond cunt. She hoped she was pregnant as it would serve Sam right for her to have a black baby. Rufus rutted like a bull as he shot his cum in her. For five minutes his juice shot and seeped from his cock. He started to roll off as he had finished his job. She stopped him. “Stay where you are. You aren't about to leave me short as long as I have been doing without.” She worked her pussy closer to him. She was just as hot as when they started. Her hot pussy kept his cock hard. “Now fuck me again.” Sam watched. Once they started he knew that he had messed up. Molly liked what Rufus was doing to her. Her punishment was not turning out to be what he expected. She liked what he was doing to her. He thought it was over when Rufus shot her full. Then he saw her keep him in her and watched as Rufus fucked his wife again. Molly saw the change come to Sam and knew that he was a whipped man. She watched as he headed for the door. He turned back and saw her looking at him. He saw her smile and reaches up and pulls Rufus's mouth down and kissed him full on the mouth. There wasn't any doubt that it was her tongue that was down his throat. The defiant kiss was letting him know that this wasn't the last time she would be with Rufus. The door closed behind him. The closing door was what she waited. “Now dam you fuck me like you have never fucked another woman. Then she was climaxing with her first black lover buried in her white pussy. She knew that it wasn't going to be her last. She was never going to be denied sex again by Sam are anyone else.