AUTHOR = Switch Blayde
E-MAIL = switch_blayde@hotmail.com
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AUTHOR's NOTE - © 2003 by Switch Blayde. All Rights Reserved. Copying, Duplicating, Downloading, Reposting, or use in any way, other than for the reader's personal enjoyment, is STRICTLY prohibited without the written consent of the author. In Chapter 3, Jeffery Stump, the butler at Senator Anderson's home, hypnotized the senator's youngest daughter, Sara, and her best friend, Joni, after hearing Sara brag about humiliating a nerd named Melvin. He made them do things to each other that ended their friendship. EDITOR's NOTE - Previous parts to this story can be found at: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, and Chapter 3. |
The butler toyed with Mrs. Anderson, his employer. He knew she tried to avoid him because, whenever she saw him, she got aroused and wanted him. The exception was when others were in the room. Well, she still got aroused, but she was able to control her desires better when others were around. She didn't know why, but Jeffery of course did because he told her to act that way while under his hypnotic trance. He was getting blow-jobs regularly from Mrs. Anderson as well as fucking her in the pussy and ass. They rarely did it in a bed, but rather wherever they happened to be when Savannah saw the butler and he was in the mood. When Jeffery wasn't, Savannah got extremely frustrated. But he even enjoyed that... sometimes fingering her until she was ready to cum and then simply walking away, leaving her panting with her panties around her knees. When they did have sex and she was once again alone, she felt disgusted and humiliated.
The Anderson's mansion was a magnificent pre-Civil War, slave owning, Southern plantation. How their family prevented it from being burned to the ground during the war, or lost to the carpetbaggers, is probably a subject for another story. Let's just say the Anderson women were involved... and very hospitable to the loathed men from the North. In fact, the current Anderson family were descendents of potent Yankee sperm.
It took two fulltime gardeners to maintain the enormous property of the Anderson plantation... um, estate. They were the only African Americans employed by the Andersons. The two were both lifelong southerners, descendents of slaves. The Senator and Savannah Anderson hated paying the "darkies" wages, but they put up with their color because they worked outside the house and didn't have contact with the family... and they were inexpensive.
Old Charlie was a sweet old man whose weathered skin was a map of his hard existence. He was in his fifties, but still strong and held his own. There was no doubt that he would be dumped by the Andersons if he didn't perform his job, regardless of the fact that he worked for their family for nearly 40 years. He would be considered no more than a furnace that broke down and needed replacing.
Sam was different. He knew when to say "Yessum," and to lower his eyes showing his subservience, but inside he was boiling with rage. Sam was in his twenties and resented the way the uppity white people treated him. But he was an uneducated southern black man who needed to earn a living so he endured it.
The butler liked both gardeners. Jeffery didn't spend as much time managing them as he did the inside help, but they got along fine. Sometimes Jeffery was a little scared of Sam, being 6'4" tall, muscular, and seeming ready to explode. Today he was talking to them about planting a flower bed that Mrs. Anderson had asked for. While staring at their sweaty, coal black bodies, the butler had an idea.
"Wait right here," the butler said, "I'll fetch Mrs. Anderson.
"Sir, can't you just tell us?" Old Charlie asked.
"I think it would be better if Mrs. Anderson told you what she wanted."
"Please sir, the missus don't like to be around us," the older gardener explained. "And she gets Sam here so mad."
"Just wait in the shed out of the sun. I promise you everything will be okay."
Jeffery turned and walked back to the house. He located Mrs. Anderson, who looked around quickly to make sure no one was around and ran up to her butler. She grabbed his crotch and rubbed his cock while humping her pussy against his thigh.
"Pussy-snob." The trigger word put Savannah under.
Jeffery proceeded to tell Savannah that when she saw her gardeners she would want to have sex with them and that she would do whatever they told her to do. Then he told her that she felt uncomfortable doing it alone and the only way it would be acceptable for a southern lady to have sex with black men was if her stepdaughter did too.
The butler left Savannah in a part of the mansion he thought she wouldn't be found and went upstairs to Sara's bedroom. She was about to yell at him for barging into her room when he spoke her trigger word. He then told her that she and her mother were going to the gardener's shed and that she would do everything her mother told her to do... no matter what it was or whether she liked it. Jeffery then led Sara to where her mother was and told both of them to follow him to the gardener's shed. Then he woke them up.
"Mom, we're we going?" Sara asked annoyed.
"To see the gardeners."
"But why?"
They're going to plant a flower bed."
"So?"
"So... um, I'm not sure, but we need to go there."
"Mom, we never talk to that kind. I don't want to go."
"Sara, do this for me. We have to."
"But I don...."
"Just come with me!!" her stepmother finally yelled, partly because she herself was confused.
Sara was right, they didn't talk to them. She didn't even like being around them. Especially the young one who she thought was named Sam. Sometimes he scared her. He behaved well enough but... there was something about him. It was like he really didn't think he was beneath them.
With Sara around, Savannah was fighting her urge to throw her butler to the ground and mount him... or at least suck his cock. But as soon as they entered the gardener's shed, and she saw the two black gardeners, her lust was directed towards them. Even with others around, she felt an urge to touch them and have them touch her. She thought that would be the most sensual thing that ever happened to her.
Jeffery was asking Mrs. Anderson about the flower bed, but her mind was in turmoil. She saw the sweaty, dirty black men and they disgusted her. But she had this urge she didn't understand. Her pussy was moistening and her nipples were erect. She desired them, but that was impossible. That was just not done!
"...flower bed?"
Savannah noticed everyone staring at her. Her butler was asking her something, but her mind wasn't on him. It was on the two black gardeners. She looked up and down their bodies. One was old, but that didn't matter. She still craved for him to fuck her. The other one was young and huge. Then her eyes settled on Sam's crotch. She wondered if he was huge everywhere. Unconsciously, her tongue licked her lips.
"Mom!! Tell Stump what he needs... for god's sake... so we can get out of here."
"What he needs?" Savannah said almost to herself. "No honey, it's what I need."
"Huh?" Sara exclaimed.
"I... I need it."
"What?! Need what? What are you talking about?" Sara asked confused. She looked at her stepmother and cried out, "FOR GOD'S SAKE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!!"
Savannah had cupped one of her breasts with her palm and was squeezing it. Her other hand was under her skirt and obviously rubbing her cunt. Sara's jaw had dropped and her mouth was wide open. The two black men just gawked, shocked and a little afraid. The butler just smiled.
"I'm getting out of here!!" Sara said, and began walking to the door.
"Stay here!" Savannah screamed.
Sara stopped dead in her tracks. She wanted to leave, but her stepmother told her to stay. The spoiled 18 year old hardly ever did what she was told, but now it seemed like she must. She continued to watch her stepmother's lewd display.
"I don't want to do this to myself," Savannah said. "Would one of you boys help me?"
The two black men looked at the white woman like she was crazy. But they knew better than to even think of doing what she had asked.
"Look at my pussy," Savannah said, lifting her skirt and pulling her panties aside. The two black men gasped when they saw their first white pussy. "C'mon boys, it needs a thick cock."
"MOM!! STOP IT!!" her embarrassed stepdaughter shouted.
But the gardeners didn't budge. They were afraid, even Sam. They just stood there staring at the blonde curls covering the Senator's wife's pussy. Even when Savannah approached them, they didn't move. Not even when her hands cupped both of their groins at the same time and gave them a gentle squeeze, that is, except to jump back. But Savannah wasn't to be denied and grabbed them again.
"I'M OUTTA HERE!!" Sara announced.
"You're not going anywhere," Savannah said coldly. "Sara, stay here. I'm not doing this alone."
The startled teenager surprised herself when she stopped, and apprehensively asked, "Doing what?"
"I'm going to fuck these two boys," Savannah said matter-of-factly.
Three gasps were heard in the shed -- Sara's, Old Charlie's, and Sam's.
"Missus, we can't be doing this," the sensible older black man stated.
Savannah ignored him. Instead, she moved her hands more vigorously on their crotches.
"Hmmmm, seems like one of you studs is appreciating this," Savannah said, noticing the growth in Sam's pants. "And it feels like a big one too. Sara, be a dear and help the older one."
"Help him?! What do you mean help him?!!" the startled girl exclaimed.
"Get him hard, honey. The young one's doing just fine, but the older one needs some help."
"Mother!! You can't be serious!" the white teenage girl shouted.
"Oh, I am. Be a dear and put his cock in your mouth and suck him 'til it's hard."
"There's no way I'm gonna put his old, dirty, stinky black cock in my mouth," Sara said, but soon she was on her knees in front of Old Charlie. "What the fuck am I doing?" Sara exclaimed. "Why the fuck am I still here?"
But soon Sara had fished the old black man's dick out of his soiled, tattered pants and stuffed it in her mouth. Old Charlie let out a moan when he saw the white teenage girl kneeling before him with her lips wrapped around his black cock. Sara wanted to die. She couldn't believe she was doing such a thing in front of her stepmother and the others, but especially in the gardener's shed and to an old black man in his fifties. But as soon as she felt the black cock stiffen in her mouth she pulled away from it. She had done what her stepmother told her to do, but she wasn't about to do any more than that. Hell, she didn't even know why she did it.
Meanwhile, Savannah had dropped Sam's pants to the floor. He wasn't wearing underwear and his huge hard cock was pointing at the Senator's white wife still on her knees. Mrs. Anderson was rubbing his 10 inch cock all over her face. When it brushed her lips, she opened her mouth and sucked the cock-head in. She sucked for a while, her eyes darting to the side.
Pulling her mouth off Sam's dick, Mrs. Anderson said, "Oh, his is nice too," referring to Old Charlie's hard cock. "Not as big, but just as hard. Mmmmm, which one...?"
Savannah moved to the side and put Old Charlie's cock in her mouth and sucked for a while before switching back to Sam's monster. Still on her knees in front of the two dirty black gardeners, the uppity white woman made love to their cocks with her mouth.
"Mom, stop it! This is disgusting. Haven't you any shame?"
Savannah was feeling shame, but her desire overrode that emotion. Then she thought that if Sara was doing it as well then it wouldn't be so bad."
"Sara, suck the old one's cock while I do this big one."
The teenage girl, for reasons she couldn't explain, dropped to her knees in front of Old Charlie and put his cock in her mouth. It was a sight the butler would remember forever. A white mother and daughter were fully clothed on their knees in a shed sucking two black cocks. And the teenage daughter was blowing a man as old as her father while Mrs. Anderson was doing a boy her stepson's age. Jeffery couldn't resist and took a few pictures of the white mother and daughter with black cocks in their mouths. His favorite was taken from the side. He called out so he got their attention. Both Savannah's and Sara's faces were in the picture with their eyes looking right at the camera, black cocks in their mouths, and their cheeks sunken. Jeffery made sure the gardeners weren't recognizable. After all, he didn't want them lynched.
Mrs. Anderson stood up and began undressing. Sara was still sucking Old Charlie's cock. After all, that's what her stepmother told her to do. The two black men stared at the white woman disrobing in front of them. They had never seen a naked white woman and now Mrs. Anderson was standing before them in just her bra and panties, and her hands were at her back unclasping the bra. Soon it fell to the floor, displaying her large milky breasts. With an embarrassed look on her face, Savannah slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down her long legs.
"Stop sucking that old man's cock and come here," Savannah said to her stepdaughter.
Receiving a command from her stepmother, the teenager pulled her mouth from the old black cock. She was glad to do it. It was so humiliating to suck it. Savannah was leaning over a bench, sticking her ass at the two gardeners. She wiggled it and told Sam to fuck her. But when he was about to put his cock into the white married woman's pussy, Mrs. Anderson stopped him.
"No wait! It's so big it may hurt. Sara, suck his big cock and get it wet for Mommy."
Sara squelched her scream but took the black cock in her hand. It was huge. She had never seen one near as large. She didn't want to do it... in fact, it made her sick to her stomach... but her stepmother told her to do it so she opened her mouth as wide as she could and surrounded the large cock-head with her lips. She clamped her mouth around the monster dick and sucked it.
Sam couldn't believe the little white teenage brat was sucking his cock. Her 5'1" petite body made his cock look that much bigger. But it made Savannah feel better to have her stepdaughter involved. She would have been so humiliated to be nude in front of the two black men, let alone what she was about to do, but since her stepdaughter was doing it too it wasn't as bad.
"It's too big for you," Savannah said, looking over her shoulder. "You're only getting the head wet. Lick the shaft and get it ready for me."
If looks could kill, Savannah would be lying dead in the shed. Sara shot her a look that gave Jeffery the chills. But she did what her stepmother told her to do and ran her wet tongue along the black shaft. She even let some saliva dribble onto it to get it wetter.
"Okay, Sara, put it inside me," Savannah said impatiently.
"Mom, please!!" Sara exclaimed, humiliated to put a black cock inside her mother's pussy. But that's exactly what she did. Old Charlie and the butler came in for a closer look as the small white hand guided the big black cock into the blonde haired pussy. Jeffery took several pictures of the heinous act.
"Oh god you feel good," Sam cried out as his 10 inches sunk into Mrs. Anderson's very wet cunt.
Sam put his hands on the Senator's wife's naked hips and moved his pelvis to and fro, pounding into her squishy pussy. She was wet... real wet. Sara was still kneeling next to her mother's ass, not knowing what to do. She had a close-up view of the long black cock sliding in and out of her stepmother's pussy. She felt sick, especially when she remembered it had just recently been in her mouth.
Savannah cried out -- overwhelmed by the fucking she had so much desired -- that she was cumming. That made Sara feel worse... to know that her white stepmother was orgasming from a black cock... but not as bad as when she heard the black man grunt. Then she saw white streaks coating his black cock as it continued to slide in and out of her pussy. He had cum inside her. The black man had cum inside her white stepmother's cunt.
"Don't stop... please don't stop," Savannah pleaded, but Sam's cock shrunk and slipped out. Mrs. Anderson spun around and dropped to her knees. "Sara, help me get it hard again. Suck it with me."
Savannah then gobbled as much of the slimy black dick in her mouth and began sucking. Sara didn't know what to do. She was told her help her stepmother, but how? How could she suck it while her stepmother's mouth was on it? Then it came to her. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the side of the cock. While her stepmother had the cock-head in her mouth, the teenage stepdaughter sucked and licked on the shaft. The combined taste of Savannah's pussy and the black man's sperm was all over the dick, but the two white women continued to suck and lick it. To Savannah's glee, it hardened again.
Jeffery had taken a few pictures of a white mother and daughter sucking a black cock together. There was one in particular he treasured. Mrs. Anderson had her lips wrapped around the head of the black cock, her cheeks collapsed from her sucking, while her teenager stepdaughter's tongue was extended and licking the side of the cock. White sperm coated her tongue.
"Boy, get on your back. I'm going to ride you," Mrs. Anderson said.
Sam got onto the floor, onto his back, and waited. Mrs. Anderson straddled his body and grabbed his cock, holding it vertical. This time she didn't ask her stepdaughter for help as she lowered herself onto his long cock until she was sitting on his thighs. Then she lifted up and sat down.
"This is wrong," Savannah stated, but never stopped her fucking. "I know. Old man, get your pants off and lie down next to us. Come on, we don't have all day. Good, you're still hard. Sara, sit on his cock and fuck him. It won't be so bad if you do it too."
"Mom, I'll never forgive you for making me do this," the white teenage girl said as she began disrobing. Then she held the old man's black cock at the entrance to her pussy.
Sara looked down at the cock in her hand. It was dark brown, almost black. She looked at the man it belonged to. He was old... so old. His kinky hair was gray and his face weathered, looking like black leather. It disgusted her to be so close to him, let alone see him naked. But regardless of that, she lowered herself onto his old, black cock. He was inside her pussy and she began moving up and down.
Jeffery watched the scene before him. The two black gardeners were lying side by side on the dirty floor. Two white women, a mother and daughter, were sitting on their cocks, bouncing up and down. The mother had a look of lust on her face while the daughter revulsion. The butler took several pictures of the action.
"Oh my lord," Old Charlie cried out as he thrust his hips upwards, filling the white teenage girl with his seed.
Sara kept bouncing up and down, but the dwindling dick slipped out of her pussy. But her stepmother had told her to fuck the old man, so she tried to stuff his cock back inside her. It was slimy and her hand got all wet, but as much as she tried to push it inside, it kept slipping out. She realized she couldn't fuck a soft dick.
The white teenage girl jumped to the side and leaned over the old man's crotch. She saw his black curly pubic hairs sprinkled with gray ones. His cock was coated in his cum and her own pussy juice. But she had to fuck him and that meant she had to get him hard. Sara lowered her head and stuffed his limp, slimy black dick into her young white mouth. She sucked and sucked, trying desperately to get him hard again. But the man was old and it took him a while to recover after climaxing.
While Sara sucked the old black man's dick, her stepmother continued to ride the younger black man's massive cock. She had several orgasms, but was insatiable. Sam came again, shooting his sperm into Savannah's womb, and slipped out again. Without asking her stepdaughter for help, Mrs. Anderson jumped off his still leaking cock and put it into her mouth. Mother and daughter were on their knees sucking two black cocks furiously, trying to get them hard again.
Sam was the first to recover (ah, to be young and virile). The Senator's wife didn't hesitate and lifted a leg over his prone body. In one quick motion, she had his hard cock inside her and was riding it again. Sweat was pouring from her face as she fucked the young black gardener.
Finally, Old Charlie got another erection. As soon as it was stiff, Sara mounted it again. She was told to fuck the old man and that's what she was going to do. But her mother pushed her off the man and she fell onto the dirty floor.
"Stop hogging that cock," Savannah said to her stepdaughter. "Old man, fuck me in the ass."
Sara was lying on the floor, mouth gaping. She couldn't have heard her stepmother correctly. She wanted another cock in her... in her ass? Two at the same time? But Old Charlie heard her and scrambled to his feet as fast as he could, which wasn't too quick. It had been a long time since he moved quickly. But it had been a long time since he had two erections in such a short period and his hard cock guided him as he stepped behind the Senator's white wife.
Old Charlie put his hand on Savannah's lower back and she looked over her shoulder. She stopped fucking, giving Old Charlie a stationary target. The old black man looked at the white woman's asshole and pointed the tip of his cock against it. Mrs. Anderson's moan was all the encouragement he needed. Old Charlie pushed forward, watching his black cock slip into the uppity white woman's asshole.
Now that both black cocks were inside her, Savannah began to fuck Sam again. It took the three a while, but soon they got into a rhythm. Mrs. Anderson would lift off Sam's cock and Old Charlie would ram his into her ass. When she lowered herself, Sam would thrust his hips upwards.
Sara watched her shameful stepmother in disbelief. She was fucking two men at the same time... two black men. And she was climaxing over and over again. It was disgusting to watch, but she couldn't leave... not until her stepmother told her she could. That was strange, but she had stopped trying to figure it out a while ago.
"Oh shit!!" Sam yelled, and jerked his hips up several times. He was cumming in the Senator's wife's pussy again. He quickly softened and slipped out. Old Charlie was going to take longer, even though his orifice was tighter. Without having to worry about timing his thrusts with Sam's, the old man began really pounding the white woman's ass. Mrs. Anderson collapsed under the onslaught and fell on top of Sam's sweaty coal-black body. Old Charlie followed her down and kept pummeling her ass with quick hard jabs. Mrs. Anderson's white body was pressed against Sam's black one while another black man fucked her ass. They looked like an Oreo cookie.
Sara saw her stepmother sandwiched between two sweaty black bodies and thought she was going to be sick. She heard the wet slapping sounds of the old black man's pelvis hitting her stepmother's sweaty buttocks. And then the old black man howled like a wolf as he filled her stepmother's intestines with his sperm. That did it and the teenage girl leaned over and vomited onto the floor.
The two black men couldn't get another erection, no matter how much attention the white mother and daughter paid to their cocks with their mouths and hands. Satisfied, Jeffery called out first one trigger word and then the other. Both women fell into a hypnotic trance. He whispered into Savannah's ear instructions and then Sara's. He told them they would remember having sex with the black gardeners, but would never tell anyone about it and never retaliate. Other than remembering, they would go on like it had never happened. He then told them to get dressed and to follow him out of the shed.
Once outside, he told them to go to their rooms after he woke them up and to take a hot bath. He counted to three and the two awoke. They looked at each other and blushed, and then looked over their shoulders at the shed. Tears fell from both women's eyes as they walked silently back to the mansion.
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