This is part three of my southern girl series (in the Bi/Historical section). The Story is cut and pasted below:
PART 3
Vera was in a panic as she sought out the two boys she loved as brothers. She searched the grounds throughly and even walked by the stables. She checked to see if the horse of the white man who wanted to buy them was gone. But the neighbor's carraige and horses were still firmly docked in their places. So she went back in the house and searched from room to room. She finally heard some kind of talk in a room at the end of the hall on the second floor. It was locked and the rest of the house was empty, but she knew where to get the master key set. She ran in her father's room and openned his top drawer. She lifted out the key set and ran back down the hall and stuck the key in the lock.
She cracked the door and peaked inside. She was shocked to see the two boys she sought, standing there completely nude. Abraham was shyly hidding his manhood behind his hands and looking at the ground. Joseph (the older and bolder of the two) was staring the white man directly in the eye. He looked angry at him for this indignity. The boys were... there was no other word for it, perfect. Their beautiful and hairless caramel bodies were so gorgeous, the site of them nude had her all excited again. There lovely perfectly formed uncut manhoods hung free, each identically about seven inches long.
"Don't hide that pretty man meat," the white man said, prying Abraham's hands apart. "Beautiful," he said, knelling in front of them. "Your plantation pappy makes some pretty boys. To bad he won't sell yah to me."
Plantation pappy? Did that mean her father was there father? They were her brothers, her REAL brothers? Somehow, the posibility of this made the scene even hotter to her. She didn't really like this man at all, but the view she had at the cracked door was something else.
She saw the white man slip his lips over the Abraham's man meat and heard Abraham's quick intake of breath. His brother looked over, worried. A tear fell down Abraham's face. Joesph grew angry again and his hands curled into fist.
But Vera looked deeply at him, really looked at him, and realized Abraham wasn't crying because he was in pain. It was quite the opposite, his body language as the man langished his love stick was one of complete enjoyment. If anything, he was ashambed of liking it. Abraham had always been the easiest pushover of the three of them and he often cursed his own weakness.
Suddenly the white man stood up. Abraham's member was no longer limp. And neither was Joesph's. As angry as he look, something about the scene had turned him on a bit. The white man unbuttoned his pants. He dropped them. Then he removed his shirt. His paleness and hairy body was less impressive next to the tonned caramel bodies, even if he did have good size to his little errect friend.
"On your knees boys," he said. They both obbeyed.
He glanced at Joesph, assessing the anger in his eyes.
"You got a lot of fire, but I'll fuck it out of you," the white man told him.
He dangled his man meat in the Joseph's face. "Lick it, lick it from top to bottom."
Joesph did as he was told, but Vera had the distinct impression he was afraid to make Joseph suck him off. Afraid he might bite him or something, but he still wanted to let him know who was in charge. He then turned to Abraham and shoved his man meat into his mouth. It was too much, too fast. Abraham gagged on it and this time he not only had a tear, but he wimpered a little. Joseph grew more angry and Vera knew him well enought to know his mind was formulating some plan of revenge for his brother.
The white man no longer paid the other boy's face any attention. Abraham had adjusted to the man's invasion of his mouth and was now milking him. She could see the white man's face fighting to stay focused on not exploding. As much as she didn't like the idea of her boys being used, she kind of wanted to see him reach that end. But the man pulled out.
"You one talented boy wench, you know that?" he said pulling the boy up. "You watch this other boy, cause you next."
He bent Abraham over the bed and stuck his hand in a jar of something Vera couldn't see. Whatever it was, he used it to greeze the boy's butt hole before greesing his errect friend.
Vera noticed Joseph half smile at this. What ever plan he was formulating, he had it all worked out.
The white man slipped in two fingers in Abraham and worked his fingers around in circle. He slowly added a third and fourth finger. After awhile Vera noticed Abraham was pushing against his back door invader. Then the fingers were gone and the white man positioned himself for entrance. Vera has no idea men could do this with each other and she suddenly felt a rapidly growing dampness between her legs.
she saw Abraham as crying again as the man entered him and this time it was because of pain. He gripped the sheets as the man worked himself inside and then all of a sudden there was a low, but gutteral moan of "Oooooooooooooh" and then there was nothing but pleasure to be found in the body language of the union. As the man got lost in the pleasure of butt fucking one twin, the other got up, moved closer, and without warning grabbed the white man positioned himself to enter him. The white man started to protest, but he held him still as he began to shove himself in the white man's unprepared hole.
He wasn't gentle, he didn't take his time, it was violent. The man screamed. If the house wasn't damn near empty, it sure would have woken everyone up. Vera heard a bucket drop and turned. April was fumbling to pick up the mop and clean the spilled water. She appologized profusely. Vera shushed her and beackoned her down the hall toward her.
"I'm sorry miss," the girl said, quietly.
"Shut up and watch with me," Vera said.
"Watch?" she questioned. "But I shouldn't."
"Neither should I, but I'm doin' it. And I'm in charge of you, so I'm orderin' you do the same."
April nodded. She was so easy They peaked in together and April almost gasped. Despite the pain of his entrance, the white man had given over pleasure and control to Joesph. The Alpha twin controlled the three way joining and it's movement. So that he was not only pleasuring the white man, but pleasuring his own brother through the white man.
Vera was growing increasingly hot watching this and had the urge to touch herself.
"This is unnatural," April whispered.
It was then Vera got a better idea, she postioned herself behind April and began to lift up the girls dress.
"What are you doing?" she questioned.
"Just be quiet sweetie," Vera told her. "But keep watching."
She let her hands slip around her waist. She wore no undergarments, none of the slaves did so her hands made contact with her virginal vagina and April gasped. Then Vera's hands came up to her chest and began massaging her round breast.
"Keep watching," she whispered. She rolled the virginal girl's nipples between her fingers. She could feel her breathing change in response to the new sensation.
The girl was well trained at being submissive and never thought to fight back or say no, but she was resisting the urge to really enjoy what she was recieving. She was scared and Vera wanted to relax her. Vera wasn't experienced in the art of seduction, but she had learned enough in one encounter with Helen that she trusted her instincts. She reached between April's legs and ran a hand across her slit. She still resisted, but not for long. The contact with her love nub took it's natural course. She felt the girl's knees tremble and her body relax into her. She shoved her beatiful perfectly round bottom out toward Vera and for reasons unknown to her, she began to grind against the woman behind her. She moaned softly, mumbling to herself, and met the strokes of her mistress' fingers. Her body was desperatly seeking the relief of release and it found it just before the men reached their climax.
The women had ceased to pay them any attention. April was lost in a wave of pleasure she didn't know exsited and Vera was just about ready to gush herself. She didn't know how hot she could get just watching and feeling someone else's reactions.
"Come with me," Vera whispered, dragging April back to her room. April still seemed to be in some sort of haze.
When they reached Vera's room, she locked the door. She quickly shed her clothes and climbed in bed. April looked away.
"Oh fuck, I've already touched you you silly girl. Look at me!" Vera commanded.
"I--I--can't Miss," April said.
"You've seen me naked before!"
"Not while you was doin' that Miss," the girl replied.
"It's a beautiful thing," Vera said. "Watch."
Vera began to toy with her clit. April reluctantly turned to watch. She did her best to make it seem like it was a struggle to continue watching, but Vera could see April's eyes glued to the movements of her fingers. Fingers that had only moments ago pleasured her body. April watched as Vera guided herself to her own climax, her own hands resisting the urge to do the same. It didn't take Vera long to get to the breaking point and all the pinned up tension of watching and touching and making April cum for the first time spilled out of her. And it felt really good.
more to cum....
(Sorry for the delay of part 3, I've just been distracted by the neccessary & boring bits of life. )