Black Girls, Southern Town (open for Southern male chars)

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In this story, a couple young black girls seek employment as their families fall on hard times. They do not seem to realize just what they might have to do to find a job...or what the consequences might be of crossing the line and being taken by white Southern men...

LaShonda was 19, had dropped out of high school, had a baby. She walked down the street, dressed in urban clothes. Her full chest and ass pushed against the fabric, chocolate skin shiny in the sun. Along the way, she met her friend Keisha, who was 18. She was going to go to the local J.C. next year.

"Gotta get a job," LaShonda said. "They laid my auntie off, and my Mom's pregnant."

"Know what you mean, girl," Keisha said. "I gotta make my tuition for the college. You know anyone who's hiring?"

"Only place I know of is the Dixon Bar and Grill," LaShonda said.

"Gril, you wanna stay away from that place. There too many rednecks there. They probably won't even give you an interview."

"I gotta try. I know they're hiring. It's a job."

Keisha thought about it. "I guess the worst they could do was tell us no."

"Exactly. So...you wanna go there together?"

"I--I suppose." The two black girls looked at each other. Then they walked down the street to the Dixon. Country music was playing, and they were the only black people in the place. The lighting was poor. A Confederate flag adorned one wall. The crowd was rough...and eyeing the two girls like fish well out of water.

LaShonda went up to the counter. To the man there, she said, "I heard y'all are hiring."
 
Mark looked at the girls doubtfully. "We might be. What are your...qualifications?" He asked with a bit of a leer.

A small crowd was gathering behind the two girls. One of the men reached out and pinched keisha in the ass. "nice." he whispered in her ear.
 
"We've worked in food service before," Keisha said. She and LaShonda both maintained their composure, despite the crowd and the hazing. They looked intently at the man behind the counter. "Kitchen, bussing, and waitressing. So, are you hiring or not?" Keisha ignored the pinch and the whisper, standing her ground stoically.
 
"Oh, yeah. We're hiring." Mark turned aside and whispered to his assistantn who dissapeared into the back room. He soon returned with a small array of dresses which he laid on the counter in front of the girls. "You can start right now." Mark pointed to the dresses. "Put your new uniform on and start 'waitressing and bussing.' I'm not wasting a fine looking pair of girls like you in the back."

The men all laughed and the man who had pinched keisha ran his hand over her ass again. "very nice." he whispered. This time sticking his tounge in her ear.
 
"Yes, sir," Keisha said. The girls took the uniforms, putting them on over their street clothes. She ducked away from the man who had been kissing her ear, but she couldn't get away from that roving, grasping hand. She looked at Mark, as if she expected him to intervene and stop the man's fondling.

LaShonda finished putting it on. "Where do we start," she asked, looking around at the dismal place and the men.
 
"Well, looks to me like your freind already has a customer." Mark laughed as keisha was pinned between two men as she tried to back away. The man was bored with her ass and reached up to fondle her tits through her uniform. "So I guess it's up to you to clean up the mess." A few men got the hint and poured their beers on LaShondra's head. Mark tossed her a rag and pointed at the pool of liquid on the floor.
 
Keisha looked at the men who had bracketed her. "Look," she said, "if you wanna fuck me...I'm not gonna try and fight you all, okay? Not in this town, you can't fight white men. I--I know my place."

LaShonda stoically looked at the men despite the beer dripping from her head, refusing to bow.
 
The trio of men who had selected Keisha all smiled as they led her off to a relatively quiet corner and shoved her into it. "Strip." The leader of the trio ordered her with a grin.

Mark frowned. "You don't listen so well." he accused Lashondra and nodded curtly to one of the men who slugged her in the stomach.
 
"Yes, sir," Keisha said as she peeled off the uniform she had just put on, then unbuttoned her shirt. She had a nice chest...not the biggest the men had ever seen, but still nothing to be ashamed of at all, and perfectly shaped. Large, black nipples poked through the fabric of her bra. Her skirt came off next, and she was in white panties and bra. "I've had white men before...like when the Sheriff pulled me over last year..."

LaShonda cried out, struggling with the men, not willing to give in...even though the odds were hopeless. "Get offa me, get off!"
 
"yeah, the whole town heard about you and the sherrif." One of the men laughed as they waited for Keisha to finish getting naked.
"Why don't hyou give me one of those blow jobs he said you were so good at?" The other man said eagerly.

"Not going to happen." The man who had slugged Leshonda taunted her as he slapped her. Another of the men kicked her in the back of the knee. "You are going to get fucked today. How painful it is is up to you."
 
Keisha chuckled at the man's remark about her and the Sheriff. "My mama taught me to be good to white men, because they run things," Keisha said. Next her bra came off, reavling chocolate teardrop tits with big aueroles. Then came the panties, revealing her hairy, kinky-black snatch.

The black girl knelt in front of the man who had asked for a blowjob. There were three bikers with Conferderate flags on their jackets sitting at a table five feet away who would get a great look, she knew. Black fingers reached for his zipper, even as she positioned her ass for the other men.

LaShonda found herself on her knees in a pool of dirty beer. She still tried to punch, and kick, but the fight was going out of her now. "I can't believe you're going to just let these men have you," LaShonda said to Keisha.
 
The bikers all looked over apprecitively. "Save some of that for us." One laughed as he watched Keisha's ass. One of the other men slapped her on it as the man she was kneeling in front of waited, his penis already straining at his pants.

"She knows her place." A man hissed in Lashondra's ear as they finished forcing her to the ground. "It's time you learned yours." he tried to pry her mouth open as another man tried to pour a beer down her throat. Another pair of men held her arms immobile as yet another began groping her breasts through her clothes. "Your going to pay for all of the trouble you caused." Lashondra felt her pants being unfastned.
 
Keisha reached over and patted one of the bikers on the thigh. "Sure thing, Mister," she said, then undid the buckle of the man in front of her. "I'll be a bit sore, but I won't say no." The pants came down, then she pulled down his briefs, and there was a thick white manhood. Her face slid over it, fingers moving down the shaft into his hairy crotch.

LaShonda had DD breasts, which the men immensely appreciated. She wore silk panties, as they could see after getting her pants off. "Stop," she said, "let me go, let me go..." Her protests fell on deaf ears, and about half the beer went down her throat, causing her to sputter.
 
"oh, I like this one." The biker laughed as he began undoing his pants. The man Keisha was kneeling in front of wrapped his hands in her hair and began rocking in rhythym with her.

The man who was groping Lashondra's breasts soon grew tired of having fabric in the way. "Hold her still." he ordered as he drew a knife. he pulled her shirt away from her chest and began cutting it off. Another man grabbed her silk panties and began pulling them towards her chest, forcing them tight against her pussy and ass crack.
"Looks like she spilled some." A man laughed as he began pouring bear on her face again, not really aiming for her mouth this time. "We'll be happy to let you go. When we're done with you." He taunted in response to her pleas.
 
Keisha matched the white man in her mouth, move for move as his cock hit the back of her throat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the biker reach for his zipper...she reached out a dark chocolate arm, managed to grab the biker's brass belt buckle. Her ass stung a bit, hanging in the air from where the man had swatted her.

Finally LaShonda collapsed in a heap of beer and contempt and sobs...as he panties were pulled up, she was on her back, looking up at all the men. Her panties began to tear, making a loud ripping sound as the man grabbed and pulled...
 
The man groaned as he shot his load into keisha's mouth. The biker grabbed her hand and shoved it inside his pants.

The man held LaShondra's panties up triumphantly then grinned as he shoved them into her mouth. The man finished cutting her shirt down the front and put his knife away then began sucking one of her tits. Two men grabbed her legs and pulled them apart as far as they could. A man knelt between them and grinned as he began to undo his pants.
 
Keisha swallowed everything the man gave her...then moved his cock out of her mouth. She undid the biker's belt-buckle, then pulled down his pants...finding his cock, she rubbed the white-purplish head between her thighs, smiling at the biker. "All you have to do is lift me up and push, and you'll have eight inches of white cock all up in me." She stroked the man's neck.

"Okay...okay..." LaShonda kept repeating as her tit was sucked and a man began to mount her. Her black snatch was thick and spread out for him; she was helpless, ass sliding a little on the beer-soaked floor.
 
The man didn't need a second invitation as he reached down and grabbed keisha by the ass and lifted her up then plunged himself inside of her.

"Then copy your freind. Suck it, bitch." A man said as he removed his pants and turned her head to the side, ramming his penis into her mouth. The other man entered her pussy as yet another began groping her ass. Two differnet men continued to suck her tits. And there were more men lined upo waiting their turn.
 
"Oh yeah," Keisha said...then she screamed a short scream as the biker's cock went inside her black pussy. She winced as she leaned onto the man, kissing him. "I'm gonna be having a white baby," the black girl said as the biker fucked her. "No black kids for me."

LaShonda looked pathetic as she tried to dodge the cock at her mouth...a hard tug on her braids and a slap on the face persuaded her to be more cooperative. She gurgled and groaned as the white man rode her.

"Come on LaShonda," Keisha said, "just spread yo legs and give it up."
 
The biker shot his load into Keisha then she was grabbed by another man. "My turn." he insisted as he began fondling her tits.

"Listen to your freind. It's going to happen anyway. The man said as he shoved his cock into her mouth as her head was held still by another man. The man between her legs plunged his cock into her. "Lift up her legs." Another man insisted and LaShonda felt her legs spread wide and held in the air. "She needs to be punished for making us work this hard." A man mused as he began smacking her in the ass.
 
Keisha lifted herself off the biker's cock--the glistening white shaft was still long. As she did so, she leaned her dark-brown tits into the next man's hands. "Yeah baby," Keisha said. "Whatever you want." She sat on the bikers' table, and spread her legs, beckoning the man to mount her, showing him her snatch. "Go ahead, fuck me."

Keisha turned to the men who were taking her friend. "Y'all should put here here on the table next to me. You know, then you can watch me get fucked too..."
 
"I will. My way." The man said as he spun Keisha around and bent her over the table, smashing her tits agains the table and making her ass stick in the air.

The men shrugged. "She can learn by watching her freind." They decided as four men grabbed LaShonda by the arms and legs and carried her over to the table, where they laid her on her back and spread-eagled her. A man climbed on the table with her and put his cock between her legs as the men got out their belts and began tieing her to the table.
 
Keisha obediently rolled onto her stomach, spreading her legs, giving the man a good view of her ass and snatch. She turned her head to see LaShonda. "You should have just given it up," the black girl told her struggling friend. "Now they take yo pussy anyway the hard way."

As the man mounted LaShonda, Keisha reached out and stroked his cock. "Yeah, he good and hard." The black girl slapped him on the ass playfully. LaShonda was sobbing as the men tied her legs open with the belt. "Don't got to tie me up with anything," Keisha told the men. "My mama taught me well."
 
"Yes, she did. Maybe we'll pay her a visit when your shift is up." The man laughed as he shoved his cock in keisha's ass. "But it looks like your freind needs a hard lesson. She may have to put in an extra shift. She still aint cleaned up the beer."

Lashona was now secured to the table and a man had his cock in her snatch. Another was forcing her mouth open and shoving his member inside. Two more were mauling her tits.
 
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