Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2006 10:45:29 -0800 (PST)
From: EV <lady_vader21@yahoo.com>
Subject: Southerm Girl 3

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. )