This story is complete fiction. The author does not condone racism in any form or approver of sex with minors. The acts described here should remain fiction.
Comments to succumballs@gmail.com
Savannah Slave Market Part 5
Back in the carriage on the way to town Josh grinned at his naked negro. Maso grinned back. "What you thinking, Master?"
"Nothing. Just admiring you." He knew his new slave needed encouraging. "I like your silver cock and ball ring, and the chain, but I could have it taken off?" He took the heavy silver chain's end from the slave's hand and yanked it a few times.
"No, Master. Makes me feel kind of special. You know?" With a plain face Maso wasn't the perfection of beauty like Kinto or Lundi, but he had a beautiful, lean muscled body and a twelve inch soft huge horse cock, and he was slowly dropping the taboos of his tribal childhood and learning the ways of his new life. He even got an erection when old Jeb fucked his ass.
Josh yanked the chain rhythmically as they rode, and the effect pleased him. The huge cock began to swell with blood. "So that's what you like about your cock ring." He grinned.
"I can't help that part, Master." The slave spread his legs and watched his master pull his chain until he had a full blown fifteen inch black hitching post sticking up between his legs. "You doing that on purpose, ain't you, Master."
"I do like looking at your big boy." Josh leaned down and sucked in just the head. It filled his mouth completely. "Especially now you've been cut. It's the prettiest thing."
At the dry goods store Josh told Maso to wait in the carriage. "Yes, Master." The naked negro sat peacefully on the leather seat.
"Hi there, Barbara and Aston." They all shook hands.
"What can we do for you, Josh." Barbara held his hand a little longer than her husband had. "You're looking cheerful today."
"Well, so are you, Barbara dear." He let the back of her hand slide over his cock shaft. "Awfully pretty dress you're wearing."
"Why thank you. Ashton bought it for me, in Atlanta." She smiled at her dark, stubbly bearded husband. "He is such a dear. I'm going to please him later, if you know what I mean."
"I know how to keep the wife happy, Josh." He adjusted the bulge in his pants twice and shook the long dark brown hair off his face. He had a rough kind of sex appeal and had a fine thick cock, the slave dealer had said.
Josh put his arm over the smaller man's shoulders, stood between him and Barbara and fondled his meaty testicles. Then he whispered. "I hear the wife is an eager little thing with her mouth, and that you've got some nice meat to eat." He breathed right into Ashton's mouth.
"I got to feed Barbie at least once a day. She sucks me dry now that her two brothers gone off and got married."
"Lucky man, Ashton." Josh guessed the tailor would have about seven or eight inches of thick, hard cock. "Feels like you're easy to get going too."
Ashton smiled at the tall, handsome Northerner. "Depends on who's petting the rooster." Not wanting to be outdone by the customer's over friendly advances he rubbed the front of Josh's pants. "Maybe what I hear about you is right." He looked up into predatory blue eyes trying to stay in control of the situation. But all he could think of was Josh jacking his huge cock while he watched his wife suck him off.
"What's that you've heard, Ashton?" Josh let Barbie see him rub the tailor's basket.
"That you're the biggest white man in the county."
"I've heard people say that too." Josh felt Ashton begin to swell.
"Who've you heard say that." Barbara asked and watched Ashton swell as he got hand rubbed. Then Josh let go of the cock shaft.
"The Sheriff's wife, for one." Josh licked his lips and went to Barbie.
"Well, if anyone know, it's her. She's had everyone who's worth having in three counties."
"She hasn't had all of my niggers yet." Josh felt the fine lace around the rim of Barbie's neck. "Such a pretty dress."
"Thank you." She said as Josh slid his hand inside and massaged a nipple.
"And my niggers are the biggest boys in the county. Two of them are even bigger than me. In fact, that's why I'm here. Need some cotton pants to show them off." He watched Ashton rub himself. He knew the tailor liked an audience when his wife sucked him. "You know what I mean?"
"I"m not sure." Ashton watched Josh untie the drawstring of Barbara's dress top and pull her ample bosoms over the lace frill.
"My, Barbara. What beautiful breasts you have. Bigger than my wet nurse too, and I sucked her until she stated sucking me."
"My goodness, Josh. You Northerner certainly take your liberties. I have half a mind to..." She bit her lip.
"Just being friendly." Josh put her hand on his limp cock, almost as big as her husband's erection. "Is this what's on half of your mind, Barbara?"
"You be careful with her, Josh. She sees a man's cock she'll howl like a mad woman until she can suck it off."
"Is that a fact, Ashton. No one in town told me that. I guess she doesn't have to howl too often."
"No she don't." Ashton was proud of his cock sucking wife, and his beer bottle thick cock that he rubbed. He cozied up to Josh. "You want to see her do me?"
"I might just, Ashton, but let's get the business done first." He undid the bow at the back of Ashton's pants and slipped his hand down the ass crack. When their eyes met and a finger found the anus Josh knew the tailor was helpless.
Ashton held the limp cock in Josh's pants. "I don't know about that, Josh. It's been a long time since my daddy done me back there, but you do have the touch."
Josh ran his hand through the sweaty ass crack, then pushed through the pucker. "All things in their time, don't you think, Ashton?"
Ashton rubbed Josh's shaft through his pants. The tall blond god thrilled him. "I sure do, Josh."
Barbara looked down at Josh's prick head that pressed against is pants below her husband's hand and sucked her lower lip. "You want trousers made like what you're wearing, Josh?: She pushed Ashton's hand away and squeezed the shaft. "They feel real fine. And that's a real rarity."
Among white men, you mean." Josh grinned at the aroused woman.
"What do I mean?" Barbie pulled her hand away.
"My new boys are all black stallions. That's why I need some trousers to show them off real good. Loose cotton, I was thinking." His finger rubbed the tailor's ass hole.
"My god, Josh. Don't get me going or the wife'll be on me." He pushed the hand out of his pants. "With a drawstring to hold them up?" Ashton panted. "And how loose you want the legs, Josh?"
Josh pulled the dress top loosely over Barbie's tits, pulled the string tie and tied it in just a half knot. "I've got one in the carriage if you need a model. He's buck naked and hung like nobody's ever seen." Josh grinned at Ashton.
"Buck... buck naked?" Barbie's eyes widened. "I've never seen a naked negro before. Is that legal, Josh? Parading a naked negro around town?"
"The Sheriff and his wife didn't mind last week. In fact they got a free taste of what I'll be presenting when my house of special entertainment opens. And besides, they're all naked at the slave market. I guess you've never been, Barbie."
Barbara watched her husband's crotch swell. She knew he often went to the market with friends. "No. Never had the occasion, but I wouldn't mind a nigger around the house to help out."
"I'll have to look for a girl for you, Barbara."
"Rather have a boy, Ashton. They're stronger." She looked at Josh, so strong and charming. "Aren't you afraid your nigger in the wagon is going to run off, Josh?"
"That nigger's got a chain on him." Josh grinned wide.
"You chained him around the neck? Why?" Ashton asked.
"No. He's got a silver ring around his cock and balls, and there's a chain attached to it."
"What on Earth?" Barbie got excited.
"He was a bit uppity when I bought him. I put the chain on him to make him docile, but it turns him on. He's strong as a stallion when he gets going. Hangs down twelve inches soft. Gets a lot bigger and thicker when he's in the mood."
"You said... you said he's sitting out there naked, Josh? I mean --. You gonna bring him in?" Barbara had palpitations and fanned herself with a piece of cardboard. "Ashton, we got to put some clothes on that man. Go bring him in." She sat on a stool that ladies stood on for their dress alterations.
Josh heard her whisper to herself. "I never saw a naked nigger. Always wondered. Especially when the ladies say they got something heavy down there. I mean... You know how ladies talk, Josh. Size and all."
"I sure do. Men too, Barbie." Josh stood close and pushed his cock against her arm.
"Oh Lord, Josh. You getting to know too much about me." She fanned herself. "My brothers, they started me, the four of them. Before I was off the tit I was on them, and now, well, you know how it can be." She looked up into blue eyes that understood her completely and rubbed her shoulder against the shaft in Josh's pants. "I just got to suck a cock every day or I can't sleep at night."
"You ever suck a black man, Barbie?" Josh rubbed his cock against her upper arm and tweaked her nipple.
"No. Never seen one. And I don't want to neither." Barbie shivered. "I heard tell you can get all hot and bothered once you start down that road."
Well, you're right about that. They've got softer, smoother skin. And lots of them, all my boys, have big beautiful cocks. It's like licking chocolate. Once you get a taste --."
"Stop talking like that, Josh." When she rubbed her upper arm against the cock shaft that pressed against it Josh slowly opened his pants. "What are you doing?"
"Ashton said all you have to do is see one and you have to suck it. Just wondered if it was true." He pulled out seven inches of just awakening cock meat.
"Oh my lord, Josh. That's the biggest thing I've ever seen."
"You haven't seen my boys yet." Just the touch of Josh's hand at the back of her head and Barbie sucked in the huge meat head. "That's a good girl. Eat it nice and slow." He let the woman enjoy herself for a few minutes until his shaft was stiff enough. "Let's do some deep diving now, Barbie."
Barbara licked nine inches of thick joy, not all the way hard and still growing. Then she looked up at the handsome blond sex bomb and nodded. Josh slowly pulled her mouth to his pubic bone. After a short gag he held her head in a tight grip and gently pumped her face. "That's it, Barbie. I love feeling myself get hard down a girl's throat."
She held the fabric over his buttocks. He hadn't even taken his pants down, but she didn't care. She only wanted his cock to get hard in her throat. She'd practiced all her life and could hold her breath three minutes under water, or stuck on a cock, so she rocked Josh's body, moving the cock in and out.
"Goddam. OK, girl." And he stretched her neck straight. Then he gave her long deep cock strokes. "Yeah, I'm getting hard, girl. Just push off when you need to." But Barbie held tight. "All right." He face fucked her another minute before she pushed him back and licked up all the spit that drooled down his lemon huge balls.
"Goddam, Josh." She licked and kissed the magnificent eleven inch shaft, as smooth and pink as a baby's bottom and as thick as her arm. "Just let me get my breath back. I never seen a man so beautiful."
"You like them big."
"Who doesn't?" She licked up the underside of his shaft.
"You're going to love my niggers."
"I'm never gonna do that. Get me a reputation like some women got in this sex besotted town. Not me."
"Is my happy cock sucker ready for another round?" He watched her breathe deep to fill her lungs, then she pulled the giant organ down her throat again. Josh pulled her hair to cock her head back, then he slow fucked from cock prick to root. She looked up, glassy eyes and slobbered from nose and mouth. "You're one of the best, Barbie."
She tried to nod but could't move her neck.
Outside Ashton stood at the side of the open carriage. "Are you Josh's nigger?"
"Yes, Sir. I'm Maso." Maso's grin was an electrifying invitation.
"Well, slide over here and show me what you got." Ashton pushed the knee aside and took hold of the huge dark chocolate shaft. "Goddam, nigger." The soft organ was bigger than he was erect and had a magic he couldn't explain. "You're the biggest piece of meat I ever seen on a man." Just holding the huge limp organ sent a shiver through him.
"It's just the way I came out, Mister." Maso grinned now every time white men got all wobbly over his cock, and the soft blue grey eyes were glued to it.
"I'm Mr. Ass --, Ashton. Josh says he's got you trained." He cupped the testicles like big ripe plums. "And he wants you inside." He fondled the testicles. Your balls are big enough, but seem small compared."
"I do everything the Master say, Mister Ass Ashton."
"Just Ashton."
"OK, Ashton." Maso handed Ashton the silver chain attached to his cock ring. "You gonna take me in then?"
Ashton shivered from excitement holding the cock chain. When he pulled it he thought Maso would step down, but the slave sat still, and his his cock began to swell. Ashton held the organ that throbbed and pulled the chain again. The immense cock twitched some more and lengthened. "Oh my god. You like that."
"It's the Master who wants me to like it. He say he'd take it off, but I said not yet. Maso moved Ashton's hand up and down his shaft. "I like you holding me. Pull on my chain some more. I like what happens when people do that. I don't know why, but it gets me going."
Ashton held the long twelve inch organ and rhythmically pulled the chain. The effect was slow but pleasing. "I can feel the blood pumping in, into that thing you got." He rubbed the shining purple head. "It's so glassy smooth, and a beautiful colour."
"I'm glad you like it, Ashton. I call him the big boy, and I like you holding him. And pulling on my chain. You a real nice man. You got such pretty eyes. and silky hair." Maso was learning how to flatter.
"How big is that thing gonna get?" Ashton pulled the chain and stared. "You like me, huh, big boy?" He talked to the shining cock head. "I like you too." He rubbed the head as he talked to the cock. "I've never seen anything shine so fine. Never held such a big boy either, black or white."
"You keep telling big boy that and you gonna find out." Maso ran his hand through the fine dark brown hair and watched the white man stroke him. "You a pretty white man, Ashton, making my big boy nice and happy."
Ashton panicked and let go of the shaft and pulled the chain. "Get down here now." But the cock swelled thicker, and Ashton couldn't move. "Oh my god. You just get bigger and bigger." He felt faint and held the side of the carriage.
Maso took the hand and pulled Ashton closer. Then he held his swelling horse cock, thicker and longer than ever, in Ashton's face. "You like big boy, don't you?"
"Don't tell me what I like and don't like, nigger." He grabbed the shaft under Maso's hand. "Goddam, there's room for two more hands on that big boy."
"I can feel your warm breath, Ashton. On big boy. His big purple head is just waiting."
"I can't possibly do that. You're a negro slave." But talking about the cock as if it were someone else eased his fear. "You like your big boy, don't you?"
"I guess, because everybody else does. I guess. And you be the shy type, Ashton, but big boy, he like you. He don't grow big for just everyone." Maso was learning how to work his trade.
"Is that right?" Ashton looked at the half inch long cum slit at the centre of the shining smooth prick head and wondered how much cum would shoot out. He'd never seen anything so beguiling and used his both hands to spread the slit. "Look at you." He talked to the cock.
"Yeah. You making big boy smile. He like you." He ran his hand through the long, silken hair again, then grabbed a hunk and pulled the head close. "Try know big boy likes you. Your breath feels nice and warm. He ain't had no one kiss him all day, not white or black."
"You mean to tell me you have white folks who suck on this thing?" Ashton's resolve weakened.
"On big boy? I sure do. You can ask Josh. Last was two girls a few days ago."
When Ashton pulled the chain the shaft swelled close to his lips. "White women? And girls, too. A few days was the last time." Ashton took the shaft out of Maso's hand. "A couple of girls." It calmed Ashton's nerves to know white girls sucked on this black meat post. "Oh my." He stroked the shaft like he was holding a baby.
"That's right. Josh watched me do my job." Maso looked around the empty street and spread his legs wide. "That's right. You loving what you holding. Hold my balls too. They're plenty big, just look small alongside big boy."
"Oh my." Ashton caressed the hairless testicles and stroked the meat log. He could have stuck out his tongue and touched the cum slit. "Who were they?" He ran his hand over the washboard belly and rubbed the nipples.
"I can't tell you. You know that. Come on now, Ashton. Big boy is good and hard, just for you. He don't get like that all the time." He used both hands to gently pull the head closer. "And you got the look of wanting."
"Wanting what?" Ashton looked up like a fly caught in a web. He rubbed his thumb over the prick head and slid his other hand over the symmetrical scars on Maso's chest. "You have a beautiful body. The scars are fascinating. Did it hurt?"
"Nothing hurts if you want it. And you want to know what it's like to suck a big hung nigger's cock." Maso tightened his ass and a pearl of pre cum appeared at the cum slit. "Look at that. Big boy's juicing for you already."
"Maybe just this once." Ashton looked up and down the alley trembling, then held the shaft straight up and watched the drop of pre cum slide down he chocolate shaft. "Just --, you know. Just this once, to know what it's like."
"Just this once. I know. Just this once." And he pulled Ashton's quivering pink lips to the purple prick head that filled his mouth like an apple. When he stroked the shaft his mouth flooded with a surge of sweetness that Ashton imagined ambrosia tasted like from his a children books.
Ashton squeezed the shaft for more nectar. "I never tasted a negro. My god, it's rich, like honey."
Maso leaned over him and slid his hand down the unlaced back of Ashton's pants. "That's tasting good, Ashton. You just suck on big boy as much as you want." His finger slid down the sweaty crack to the anus. "Yeah, you nice and soft back here. White men get all worked up over big boy rubbing back here. he gets them going real good."
Ashton came off the black stallion with fear in his eyes. "Don't play with my ass. I can't do that. You're crazy, way too big. My daddy ain't done me since I been married, and he was like you when you were soft." He sucked the head again. "Oh goddam, I never saw anything shine so purply sweet, like a juicy plum." He licked and sucked the horse meat. "Taste better that anything I ever sucked on too."
Maso rambled on watching the white man love his cock. "I do whatever the white man wants. That's my job now, and I love that job even if it's real slow sometimes."
"What do you mean, slow sometimes?" Ashton milked the fifteen inch shaft that drooled pre cum like a faucet. His tongue caught the stream that leaked out.
"You know. Big boy's got to take his time getting into tight places. Women pussy's easy. Girl's tighter, except he don't go in as far. He can go way up a man's ass, sometimes all the way, but it takes time to get in there."
"Do you practice on negro men?" Ashton sucked in the giant head.
"Don't got to. Word's already gone around There be plenty of white men come by evenings when it gets shadowy, boys too. They come around to see Josh's nigger meat. Kinto or his brother looses them up for me, the big boy plows up those ass furrows like Jesus himself sending down the lights."
"I like you sucking me." Maso ran his fingers through e fine brown hair. "You a pretty man, Ashton. Big boy likes you." He reached over and slipped his hand down the back of the pants again.
This time Ashton let the tall lean negro slave finger his ass. "You're so gentle. And taste so good."
Maso spat into his hand and deep fingered the white man who mouth worshipped the black cock like it was a religious idol. "Oh yeah. You getting nice and soft back here, boy." He chuckled when Ashton shivered. "That's right. You wanting something again. I can feel it right here." He pushed another finger deep into the tight anus. "Ooowee, that throbbing feeling make a man crazy. But we gonna take all the time you need if you got the wanting."
"You've done boys and girls already? White? I mean -- I mean men. In the ass? Already? How many?" With big strong fingers pumping his ass Ashton tried to suck down the cock but couldn't.
"Don't hurt yourself, Ashton. Big boy got all the time in the world. Yeah. You thinking of big boy getting back here where you want him, ain't you?"
"No."
"Don't lie now."
"I was just thinking. More like a dream."
"I know. I don't keep count of how many folks I done. They just be loving what I do. I didn't think I would like it at first, but Master Josh, he say he'd tame me, and he did. Put the ring on me so I wouldn't run, but I ain't running nowhere now. I get used to the white man ways. How they do me and make me do them."
Ashton looked up at the calm, loving man feeling a sort of kinship. "What they make you do?" He was curious about the sex games.
"Monty and his brother cut my dick a month ago. Took the skin right off. Scared me to death."
Ashton studied the beautiful organ. "Well, I'm glad they did because I sure do love it the way it is. I might get myself cut too. I like cut cocks, now that I think about it."
"I ain't never done nothing with cocks before the master bought me, but I learned."
"What did you learn? What's your name again."
It's Maso, Ashton. I learned that being with a man ain't bad like I learned as a boy. And lots of men, they like big boy hanging between my legs, like you do. Master Josh, he put the magic in me, and I'm happy now. I takes what comes and give what I can."
"I think we should go in now, Maso." He slid his hand over the rippling scars on the smooth, sweaty chest. "You are one fine nigger."
"The nsuck on my nigger balls now." He held the scrotum to Ashton's mouth.
Ashton thought of his father's orders. "Yes, Sir." And he forced both testicles into his mouth.
"I ain't nothing special. It's just big boy. You ain't seen Kinto and Lundi yet. They be Master Josh's prize possessions, I think anyway. They real handsome niggers. They even turn on big boy."
Maso slipped his balls out of Ashton's mouth, pulled his finger out of the tight anus and slid them into the panting mouth. Ashton looked at his dominator as he sucked his ass slick off the slave's fingers. "I think you're wonderful, Maso."
"I'll believe that when big boy's up your ass. Let's go in." He stepped onto the ground.
Ashton led him into the tailor shop by his chain. A tall lean negro with an erection sticking straight out just like a hitching post Maso walked proud and happy. Josh grinned when he saw them. "I wondered what was keeping you, but I did guess."
"The Mr. Ashton, he wanted to see what I got." Maso grinned.
Barbie spat Josh's cock out of her mouth like she was causing a scandal, then looked at Maso and fell off her tailor stool. "What you been doing with that nigger, Ashton?"
"The same what you're going to be doing right now, bitch." He brought Maso in front of Barbara.
She knelt and held the shaft in both hands. "I ain't never even seen a negro naked, much less... Oh my god. Are they all like this?"
"No." Josh laughed. "He's my prize stallion. I've got invitations to breed him already."
"And he's sweet as candy." Ashton pushed her mouth over the cock head. Then he rubbed his hands over Maso's smooth chest and buttocks. Not a hair on him, not even at his cock. "You're beautiful, Maso." He slid a finger down the ass crack.
"That's gonna get me going good, Ashton." Maso swelled his pucker over the finger and felt it slide in. "Oh yeah. Master Josh told me I got to be volatile."
"I said versatile, Maso. It means you have to do everything." Josh grinned.
"OK. That mean, Master, that Ashton going up the back side while the wife does big boy." Josh gave the thumbs up for anything Maso wanted. The naked slave watched Barbie work on his hitching post as Ashton spread his cheeks.
"You are so beautiful and sexy, Maso." Ashton whispered and double fingered the soft anus as he watched this wife gag and double hand job the shaft all at once. He knew they could do anything with this slave.
"You just like my big boy, is all."
"No. I want all of you." He licked the chest, rippled with scars.
Maso pulled his face close and kissed the white man who sucked the soft lips. "You a good kisser, Ashton. You want my ass too, don't you? A nice warm nigger ass."
"Yes, I want that too, Maso." He shivered with desire as he held the cock root in one hand to counter balance the force of pumping the ass hole. "I want everything."
Maso pushed his head behind him and down. "Then get your mouth on my hole and leave it gooey and wet before you put your boy up it."
Ashton resisted but fell to his knees. He'd never had sex with a negro, and he never sucked as ass hole in his life. His heart raced. He admired the narrow waist.The hips were no wider so the bubble ass stuck out like two melon halves. He spread them, and there it was, the meat star of Africa, so perfect, so smooth. It smelled like leather.
"It's beautiful, isn't it, Ashton." Josh squatted next to him. "You've never sucked a negro's ass, have you."
"No." Ashton looked into strong dominating eyes. "Do I have to?"
"No, but you're starting with the best." Josh pushed the panting mouth between the brown cheeks. "I just love my boys. All over."
Thinking Josh had done this before gave Ashton courage, and he dug his tongue into the warm anus. Maso held his cheeks open and pushed back over the poking tongue. "That's my Ashton. That's my boy."
Ashton hadn't been called a boy since he was a child and never by a negro, but this man, this sex god, wanted him. He felt faint, his mouth panted into the ass crack, and he tried to stand, to get away, but he couldn't. He could only push his tongue back into the puckered anus that squeezed him, played with him, wanted him. He knew it did, it made love to him. The negro ass hole became an object of desire that he would conquer, but he knew he was already slave to this man.
"You like that, Maso? Me eating your nigger ass?"
"You gonna make me come Ashton, so you better git your boy up my ass real soon." It wasn't true, but he knew Ashton wanted to hear it. He winked at Josh and gagged Barbie to slow her down. "Suck my balls too, girl."
Ashton stood and embraced the negro. His pants were open and his cock was drooling, and he pushed it between Maos's legs as he held him tight. "I want --. I want you. I want to make you feel good. I want to fuck you. I want all of you. I want you in me too. Oh fuck. What am I doing?"
`Nothing until you get your dick up my ass, boy." Maso reached behind and smeared the cock head against his wet pucker. "Oh yeah. Ashton is ready. And my bung hole is waiting for your big boy." Maso saw Josh smile at him. He was doing everything just right.
"I ain't so big. Nothing like you." Ashton stroked Maso's cock root.
"Oh, you're big enough for this nigger, boy. And I want you. You're gonna make me come real good. Fill your wife's belly full of nigger juice. Come on. Give your nigger some meat."
Ashton milked streams of pre cum over his shaft and slid it gently into the slave's anus. It slipped in like a buttered finger. "Oh, Maso. I've never felt anything so good."
"It's the nigger in me. You white folks like nigger meat, and I sure do like your white stick up my ass."
"Do you?" Ashton got scared. He knew people who'd got hooked on black men.
Maso turned his head, kissed his white boy and put the white hand on his cock shaft. "You know I do. As much as I'm gonna like stretching your ass hole with the big boy until you shiver with the nigger need."
"You know I can't do that. I just can't." Ashton held him tight like a lover. He fought the feeling, but he knew he wanted to be a good lover. "I just love holding you, fucking you too. You got something real tempting."
"It's just my big dick." Maso said it but knew Ashton wanted more. "Is all you want."
"No. No, I just love holding you, feeling you. Yeah, OK. I love stroking your big boy. But you got something, something that gets me going."
"Oh baby. Then fuck me." And he bent forward offering his ass to his top man. "Fuck the daylights out of me. That's what you want. What you all want."
"Don't say that. I want more, Maso. I want everything." He licked the slave's back. "Oh god. I want so much more."
"Well for now, just fuck my ass, white boy."
"Yes. I will. I want to." He melted over the lean negro's muscled body. "Oh god, how I love being in you. Touching you. Soft, like velvet. Holding you. I never done anything with a nigger, and never thought -. Oh god." He swirled his cock around the loose anus. "I'm loving your nigger ass. You like me in there, Maso?"
"I sure do, Ashton." Maso reached behind and held the young white man fucking him. "You so sweet and pretty with a nice white dick."
"It ain't big like yours." "It's big enough for me, boy. And just look at your wife. She going all ape crazy sucking on me, just like a nigger girl."
Barbara spat the back cock out. "Shut your mouth, nigger. I like my husband just as much." She looked at the huge chocolate brown organ knowing she was lying, then sucked it back in, delirious with cock need. "Oh, fuck, Ashton."
Ashton grabbed the black cock root and still there was room on the shaft for both Barbie's hands and enough left over to gag her. "I never seen my wife go that crazy over a cock before. I bet she's gonna get into nigger real good. Push it in real deep, Maso. See how much she can take."
Maso looked down at the cock hungry white woman. "You ready, woman? Barbara drooled glassy eyed at the tall beautiful body, and nodded. She shook with lust and fear.
"It's all right, honey." Her husband said and pushed Maso forward. "He ain't gonna do no harm."
Maso grabbed her throat and waited for her to get her breath ready. "OK."
He held the tailor's wife by the throat and hair, and he and Ashton watched the huge negro cock start sliding into her mouth. She kept looking up at them, proud of what she could do until ten inches of horse meat was down her throat. Then Maso stopped. Her mouth wouldn't open any further, and the teeth were biting top and bottom as she strained over the thick shaft.
Maso pulled out and Barbara knelt unable to close her mouth. Josh had seen that before, and reached into her mouth, grabbed the jaw by the lower teeth and pulled. The jaw clacked, the woman let out a groan and closed her mouth.
"Goddam, that nigger put me out of joint." She started sucking on the head again. Barbara used both hands and sucked down as much meat as she could. For ten minutes she worked until she felt dizzy. "Ain't you ever gonna come, nigger?"
Maso looked at Josh. "You want me to come now, Master Josh? I can do that any time."
"Feed her, Maso. She's getting tired."
"OK." Maso jacked his shaft at her mouth for a half minute. "Here we go, girl. Big boy don't shoot far and wide, but there's gonna be lots of it."
Maso didn't shoot more than five inches, but the sperm just kept coming and coming, cups of it. It took him a full minute to unload before Barbara looked up, awestruck at the sticky flow. Then she burped, her belly full of cum.
"That gonna be my lunch today, nigger." She panted and let the cock hang. "You are a cum fountain."
Josh heaved a sigh. "Are you going to give me a bargain price on the pants now, Ashton?"
"I'm gonna give you half off today's order, Josh." Then he looked up at Maso, almost a head taller. Maso knew what he wanted and kissed him, a long sweet kiss. Then Ashton looked embarrassed at the slave's owner. "Might even make something special for this one, Josh. There's something about him. I don't imagine you'd ever sell him."
"Never, Ashton. He's part of the family." Josh knew Maso was beginning to like an audience, and even though the tailor's wife just sucked him off, he added, "You going to finish fucking his ass, Ashton? You haven't come yet. Kneel down and lay your chest on the couch, Maso."
"Yes, Master." After coming Maso felt like a rest, but he obeyed his master, knowing he'd never have a better life. He knelt and pulled his ass cheeks wide apart exposing some of the pink interior flesh of his fuck channel.
"Oh my Lord has sent me to heaven." Ashton whispered kneeling behind the slave. "Ain't you pretty."
"What?" Barbie was ready to suck anything now, and Ashton pushed her face into the ass crack. After tonguing it she panted. "I'd rather have his cock some more." She laid down with her head on a cushion. The cock hung so long she could suck in more than she wanted.
Ashton slipped back into the slave's loose anus. "You happy now, Maso?" Ashton stroked the negro's belly and then his cock up to his wife's lips. "I sure do like you all black and beautiful. You're the first nigger I ever fucked."
"I'm glad my Ashton boy like nigger ass. You can come anytime you want now." He reached between his legs and pulled the meaty testicles to his own. "That's it. Fuck your nigger good and hard." As he waited he ran his fingers through Barbara's silken blond hair and felt her lips on his cock head. "You like that, don't you, girl. Sucking on a big fat nigger cock."
"I suppose I do." Barbara pulled on the low hanging testicles. "Ain't nothing shameful about that."
"Nothing at all." Maso pulled her mouth deeper over his shaft.
"Like eating venison instead of turkey breast." Josh laughed.
"That's all. So gag on it again, bitch." Maso was still hard enough to pushdown her throat. "That's a good girl. Eat it up. Eat it all up."
He held her head in both hands and pulled her face right down to his belly, and he felt thirteen inches of half hard black cock slide down into her stomach. Then he rocked her mouth on his cock root. "Stop biting bitch."
"She probably can't open her mouth that wide, Maso." Josh laughed. "Give her some slack."
But Maso pushed her jaw down, and they all heard the snap as her jaw dislocated again. "That's better. Get your mouth open wide." He used her throat like a mare's pussy, fucking all the way down. "Damn. I'm getting hard again." He felt Barbara's slobber drip off his testicles and rammed her head back and forth. "Goddam, woman. You're a wonder."
Barbara finally pushed the cock out of throat and sucked the head while she panted for air. "Goddam, nigger. You know how to treat a woman hard." She slurred her words not being able to close her mouth right.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Maso was worried until she put his hand on the back of her head again. But Maso was fully hard now and didn't think fifteen inches would do down her now. He reached behind to Ashton. "Ain't you ever gonna come, Ashton boy?"
Ashton stroked the negro's huge horse cock. "Damn, Maso. All's I got to do is hold this thing and think, goddam, fuck me..." And he pounded the round negro ass. In a minute he whined. "Daaaaamn yeeees."
And the tailor shot off up the waiting anus. Maso let his head fall on the couch as his ass was pounded and his cock head was licked and kissed. Finally Ashton's cock slipped out of the fuck hole, but the white man stayed lying over the slave rubbing his smooth skin and harassing his warm belly.
"Goddam, Maso." Ashton panted. "You're a sweetheart, letting me come like that after you come and all."
"I do what the master say, Mr. Ashton."
"Well, I sure as hell wish you was mine." He pulled his wife out from under the slave, pulled on her lower jaw to snap it back and pushed her face into the ass crack again.
Like her husband Barbara wanted everything about this slave too, and she sucked the swollen ass pucker like it was a wet nurse's tit. Afterwards they measured Maso's cock hanging in a pair of pants, talked about the others and agreed on a thin fabric and then colours. Then Ashton clothed Maso in a fine pair of under britches of the sheerest white cotton that made him look like a negro gentleman about to dress.
Maso looked at himself in an oval mirror. His cock pushed down the leg and bent against the tighter fabric ar his thigh where his apple meaty prick head rested. "You mean I can keep these pants, Ashton."
"You sure can. I've never seen undergarments looking better in all my life." He smiled up at the negro whose plain face lit up with a grin that sent shivers through the three white people. "There is something so special about you, Maso."
"It's just my big dick, is all." He continued to grin.
"No." Ashton pulled him by the beck and kissed him again, a slow, luscious kiss. "You've got a spark in you that lights a fire, in me anyway."
"Me too." Barbara seconded.
Josh smiled at his prized hung negro. "Come on, Maso. Let's take big boy home. You've done good work today." He took hold of the cock chain that hung out of the waistband of the britches. "You want me to take this chain and ring off your cock and balls, boy?"
"No, Master. It remind me of how good you are to me, and I be loving you all my life."
Josh undid the three buttons at the yoke of Maso's britches and slid the chain out of the loop in the cock ring. "Well, I'm taking this off for now. Makes you look more tame. We can put it back on when you need some pulling."
Maso embraced his master. He wanted to kiss him and suck him and love him all over, but he just held him. "I can't help that part of me, Master. It just the way I am. I didn't even know that either. Or how much I was gonna love you neither."
"I wouldn't have you or big boy any other way, Maso. Let's go home now." He looped the silver chain twice around Maso's neck and fastened the ends together. "Don't you look like one of Africa's kings." He led his slave out to the carriage.
"Big boy is certainly one of Africa's king cobras." Ashton whispered.