Ivy Lay in her bed sobbing over the letter she'd gotten from her husband Brian just that morning. Another 2 weeks in Richmond to be added to the 3 weeks he'd already been gone on business. She was sure that business was drinking and whoreing with his low class friends and again showed how little he cared for her. It wasen't the first time he'd done this and she knew it wouldn't be the last. Worse yet he'd promised to come back and they'ed start a family.' Day and night in bed ' he told her ' until your belly grows with child'. She'd hoped a child might bring them closer.She longed for a man's touch and it had been so long.
She gave orders to their male servent Silas to keep the field hands working and not bother her till supper.He stood beside her bed like an old black scarecrow in his worn suit. His large black hands wringing as he got his orders.Silas had been with them for a long time and she felt safe with his presence.He was a tall man and very black. The old boy seemed a bit worried but left her to brood in her bed chamber.
She spent the day napping on and off and sometimes touching herself but it did little to quench the smoldering heat she felt between her legs, and the rage she felt at Brian. When the light knock on her door came just after dark she pushed the covers down and pulled her bed clothes to the side revealing her pale white breasts and told Silas to come in. He stiffly walked in with a bowl of soup and she told him to sit it on the night stand. The old boy almost dropped the works when he saw her and turned his head away. 'You don't have to be afraid Silas' she told him. 'I want you to look......it will be our little secret'.
Silas looked her over and Ivy could see a hunger in his eyes that scared her very much but made her wet. Slowly she pulled her nightgown up and he stared at her white furry womanhood. He said nothing but she could hear his breathing increase. She reached over and grabbed his big black hand and pulled it to her breast. Without proddy he began to feel and touch her large white breasts lightly pulling and tweaking her hardening nipples. She closed her eyes and enjoyed his rough touch. Then without even being asked he reached down and found her hot furry wetness. She moaned as he slid a long fat black finger inside and she began to hump her hips into his touch.
As he slumped forward she saw the massive bulge forming in the front on his pants and remembered Brian saying how large they were. ' Their all built like horses down there and blacker then midnight'. Silas had begun a steady finger fucking of her pussy and she could feel an orgasam building. Their little secret was getting bigger by the second and she reached over and felt the outline of his cock. Silas jumped but kept fingering her pussy as she started to feel how rock hard his cock was. As she got off on his hand she squealed and bucked her tiny hips until wave after wave rolled thru her and she pulled away from his touch.
Silas sat on the edge of the bed, tent in his lap like a naughty child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.She could tell he was worried but again told him it would be their little secret and that would be all for the night. He shot out of the room like a flash with a very large bulge in the front of his pants. The next night she planned on seeing that bulge.
Silas sat in his dank quarters behind the big house in the rundown little barracks he shared with 8 younger field hands. He did have his own room and bed but only a tattered old blanket covering the large area with mats on the floor where the hands slept. The hands were much younger then himself and very dirty and crude spending their spare time making and drinking rock gut hootch and talking about the 'Tit's and pussy's' of the slave women on the farm they'ed either fucked or wanted to fuck. They treated him like shit for the most part and were envious of his job as house nigger. Now they were gathered around his stove (They had none) and listening to his tale of touching the white lady of the house. He was already wishing he'd kept his big mouth shut.
He'd hoped to impress them but they just kept asking how her tits had felt and her pussy had smelled. The biggest of the lot Samual told him he should have climbed on top of her and gave her a hard poking. ' you know she wanted that' he'd said. 'And you could have put your hot juice inside her'. Crude remarks about what they would have done to Miss Ivy and Laughs and jeers was all Silas heard.
Back in her bedroom Ivy kept thinking about the bulge in the front of Silas's pants, It was huge!. She touched herself while thinking about it.It looked several times larger then Brian's prick..... Of course she'd never fuck another man and especially a slave niger but now she wanted to see it.......maybe touch it. Another long orgasam built and swept thru her body and she came so hard thinking about Silas and his big black hands.....and his big black prick. It would hurt nothing to just look or touch. As she drifted off to sleep she decided to see it the next night.
When Natty the female house servent told Silas Miss Ivy wanted to see him upstairs he could see a look in her eye's that scared him. She knew something was going on and gave Silas a you better watch your ass look. As he walked upstairs he felt butterflys in his stomach and a stirring in his groin. His cock was already starting to get hard and he'd wished he'd worked it out before the boss lady's call. Silas thought about her large white breasts, how soft they were and how wet and warm her pussy had been. His dick was hard as a rock as he walked into the door and he was eager to again share their little secret.
Silas stopped just outside Miss Ivy's door. He knew this was a dangerous game but he dare not ignore the lady of the house's call. His black dick was hard as a rock and bulged out the front of his pants like a tent. He hadn't gotten off in weeks and now wished he'd jerked himself off after last night's visit. ' Hopefully Miss Ivy will get off on my finger quick again and I'll do myself as soon as I get back to my room' he thought. He stopped at the door and lightly knocked and heard 'enter'. Just before he went in he saw Natty peeping at him from the bottom of the stairs and thought 'that old bitch will tell on me for sure'.
The room was dark except for one candle by the bedside. Miss Ivy lay with the covers pulled up under her chin. Last night her hair had been in disaray and her eye's were red and puffy from crying but tonight her hair was brushed and flowed around her face like a blonde halo. Her face was made up and she looked like a frail china doll. He stopped at the foot of her bed but she told him to come closer and when he did she pulled the covers away. Miss Ivy was naked and she stared into his eyes as she reached for his hand and then guided it to her breast.
Silas felt his knee's go a bit weak. Her breasts were large with deep pink nipples that stuck out like tiny tumbs. A thick tangle of hair covered her groin and he could smell the hot wetness of her lust. He began to touch and sqeeze her tits pinching her nipples and she lightly moaned. It was then he felt her tiny hands on his crotch fumbling with his belt. ' Take them off ' she said and he undid his belt and let them slide to the floor. His throbbing dick bobbled out in front of him and lewdly began to sway back and forth. He heard Miss Ivy catch her breath and then felt her warm hands on his dick. It was all he could do to not shoot his juice.
Ivy was spellbound!. Silas's prick was 3 times bigger then Brian's cock and as big around as her elbow! It was black as coal and she could see a dark purple head peeping out at her from a large fat slab of foreskin. His ball's looked fat and bloated and swung between his legs like 2 goose eggs in a leather sack. She felt on fire and began pulling him into her bed. She didn't plan on things going this far but now had to feel his cock inside her!
It only took seconds. She pulled Silas in bed and before they knew what happened he was mounting her.Ivy felt the large hot head of his cock at her white opening. She pulled at his hips and he began to push. She was so wet he got several inches inside her after only a few strokes. Ivy felt like her womonhood was being ripped in half but she wiggled and fucked back into Silas and more and more of his black manhood disapeared inside her. She began to grunt and moan and whimper thru several orgasams as he kept getting deeper inside her.
Silas could feel the hot cum churning inside his balls and he felt it start to work its way up his thobbing cock but he kept fucking harder and deeper inside Miss Ivy. He felt it getting tighter around the head of his cock as he found Miss Ivy's womb. She started bucking harder and with one hard poke he slid his big black dick into her up to his throbbing ball's. Ivy Yelped and Silas couldn't hold back any longer.
She felt his cock swell so big around she thought she might tear. Then a large jerk and she could feel the hot sperm coating her womb. Everytime his cock jumped she'd feel another hot wad of his seed splash the inside of her womb and she started getting off so hard her head spun. Over and over he spurted inside her pinning her back to the bed as he kept his cock burried in her as deep as he could get shooting everything he had inside Miss Ivy.
When it was over he pulled his now deflating cock out of her with a wet hot plop and a solid white sticky river of his sperm began to ooze out of her puffy fresh fucked hole. He'd needed to cum but now saw the shadow of Natty under the door and knew she'd been snooping. He pointed it out to Miss Ivy and she told him not to worry. 'I'll take care of Natty but next time we'll meet in the seller away from prying eyes.
Silas went back to his room and again shared his fortune with the farm hands, this time the believed him.
Samuel cussed under his breath as he helped move the spare bed from the upstairs guest room down the shaky skinny stairs leading to the celler. Listening to Silas recount his romp with the boss lady a few days back had been both a turn on and pisser. He didn't know why Miss Ivy wanted to fuck that old nigger but now he knew what Silas had been telling them was true. He thought about her big soft white tits in his own black hands and if she wanted some nigger dick he had plenty to give her. His ball's ached thinking about getting inside the white lady of the house and filling her up with his own hot cum.
They had spent the better part of the day cleaning up the celler and moving down the large bed. Silas came down with a bundle of sheets and told them Miss Ivy wanted curtin's put up around the bed for privacy. The curtin's gave him an idea and he made sure to jimmy the lock on the celler door before they left.
Back in their room Samuel told the other hands about his plan. Nothing real bad.....they were just going to peek a little......see Miss Ivy's white titty's and her hot little coose. Maybe watch Silas shoot his hot juice inside her. The more they talked the bolder that talk became. From what they'ed like to do to her to what they were going to do. If the white lady of the house wanted black dick they were going to give her enough to last a lifetime.
When Silas came in that night they pretended to be a sleep. The listened as he cleaned himself and then heard him leave. The moon was full and it was very late. They were up and to the window as soon as he closed the door. In the moonlight they watched him walk over to the seller door and then go down the steps.......after a few minutes they followed.
As the celler door swung closed behind him Silas thought he saw a shadow just outside. He stopped and waited a second then stepped back out. He felt hands on his shoulders pushing him down to the ground then felt a hard wack on his head. As he began to swim into unconsciousness he heard the voices of several of the black farm hands and then the celler door was openned.
Ivy lay in the celler bed nude from the waist up. It was by far the worst time of the month for her and she couldn't risk letting Silas seed her womb as he'd put her with child for sure. She'd just let him touch her down there with his hands. She heard the celler door creak open then a heavy boot on the steps then the door reopen. Had Silas left? The celler was bathed in dim light by 2 hanging lanterns and a full moon shinning thru a window just above the headboard.Ivy was just about to get up and robe herself when she heard the door reopen and foot falls on the steps.
Her heart started to beat out of her chest when she relized there were many sets of foot falls and first one then the other lantern was turned out. She jumped up from the bed as a hulking black shadow lurched thru the curtins and grabbed her. Like a rag doll she was swung down and pinned to the bed. Rough black hands began to paw at her breasts and her nipples were pinched so hard she winced.
' We got plenty of black dick for you tonight Miss Ivy and lots of hot juice' At that she felt several pairs of hands grabbing and pulling on her. Somebody grabbed the waist of her underwear and ripped them away in one savage yank then a large black body yanked her towards the side of the bed and forced his hips between her legs.
She tried to fight but felt the head of a very large prick slide into her slit. With one large hump forward he was inside her and started pushing deeper. There was no words just lewd grunts and laughter as he bore in deeper. His breathing increased and when he was only halfway in she felt his hot spunk as he got off early. The hot wetness lubed her over stuffed hole and he began to fuck her with long deep strokes till h pulled back and another large black body took his place. This time the big black cock was in her womb in only a few pokes and the first hot load of black sperm followed shortly after.
Ivy started to drift in and out after that but felt different cocks invade her womb over and over the rest of the night.Some felt so good while others felt so long she could almost feel them in her throat. She had no idea how many bucks had used her body but she was laying in a large wet puddle of their cum and she'd heard steps up and down the stairs most of the night. Her pussy was so swollen and sore she couldn't stand when they were done and gone at daybreak.
Miss Ivy's husband came back 3 weeks later only to find his dear wife suffering from severe morning sickness. Within 3 months she was swollen large with a child he knew couldn't be his. He left for good shortly after that and Miss Ivy got the plantation, the crops, and of course the slaves.
