Friday, May 10, 2019

Rosalee the Slave girl

In every story there was that black girl where everything seemed to go wrong. In this story I was that black girl. I had arrived from Los Angles to Iowa on a Soccer scholarship. Thinking of college and law school. Then I met Camile. A short bouncy blonde with small titties that seem to bounce as much as my small ones. I fell in love with her instantly. We became friends at once and I had no problem stripping naled in front of her or found some reason to always wear just bra or panties when we ere in the room alone. She was teachers ed and Iadded Teachers education to my major just so we could share some of the same classes.
          She was prim and proper. A Bapttist from Tennesse. I loved her accent. I was in final heavan when she finnaly stripped in front of me. One time she turned around in her cute panties and bra and turned around at me. You really like me dont you Rosalee. Yes I admited unstrapping my white bra and letting my titties pop up. Walking toward her I unsnapped her bra and starting kissing her. It was the first time I had made love to a girl and it wouldnt be my last. I went down on Camillies fine white pussy with a vegchance and love when she came under my tongue and fingers. I enjpoyed playing with her breasts and sucking on her baby nipples. She kept repeating to me that she wasnt gay or a lesbian and I would reply neigher am I. She never pushed me away. Our two beds became one and we always slept together unless she had a boy over.
         She confided in me when she lost her virginity. Telling me she liked a hard cock as well as a wet pussy. Know ing she meant mine. She told me I should get fucked as well. Just to try it out.
          She knew I wasnt jealous. I told her that I was too busy to go social looking for a guy. She then suggested her brother. He was a junior and at that time we were just finishing up our freshman year. I agreed after of few weeks. If only she would stay. Being the third in a threesome. She was silent for a long while. I looked at her on the bed. We were both naked, fresjly fucked by each other. I lokked at her with my brown puppy dog eyesand starting fingering her pussy. It was still really wet and my fingers penetrated easily. She didnt move away or stop my minstrations. She just said it was her brother.I told her I could be there slave girl. Forever......and pleaded. I love you Camillee. i love you too Rosalee. She confessed. The first time we had confessed our love without being at the threshhold or passion and orgasm.
          Does he have a big cock I ask. She giggled and blushed. I think so she admitted. None of his gorlfriends ever had complaints and laughed with a twinkle in her eyes.. Does he know were lovers I asked. Yes she admitted. No shame I asked. Nop she shook her pretty blonde head. His girlfriends tink Im pretty hot. I laughed and agreed she was. But hes my borther she repeated. I replied he's family. ANd were both on the pill. Kinky Kinky breathed and kissed her. You know you wantto I told her. She admitted she did. Suck his cock! Help me suck his cock. Share his cum. saying these words as I finger fucked her pussy and playing with her clit.
          Let him Fuck me she asked? After he fucks me while you sit on my face. I'll be your sex slave forever. Both of us she asked. Yes. I'll be family.
          And at the beggining of our softmore year it happen. Her brother Jack took my virginity whie Camille sat on my face and I ate her out. The pain was not bad as I was concentrating on eating Camilles pussy as her bother fucked me.I watch ed as he clean off my virgin blood and then fucked his sister as played with his cock and her pussy while he fucked her. We took turns sucking his dick and swapped his cum from each of our mouths. I let him fuck me in the ass as I ate out Camilles pussy my screams smothered in her pussy as she pushed my head down and they both called me their black sex slave. Which in reality I was.
          Over time rules came into play. He or she could fuck me whenever they wanted but he only got to fuck his younger sister when he also fucked me. Though he had the right to fuck my ass or pussy whenever he wanted.They were allowed other girlfriends and boyfriends while I was not. I had no jealousy. I was completely owned by them and even wore a necklaced that said owned. I even had a tattoe on my ass with the Initials of J+C with a lock of R. Meaning me. I was brought home on holidays s there very best friend. When Jack got married to a striking tall blonde from Missippi I was introduced as his slave. I got on my knees and pledged my body and heart equally to his wife. She looked at me to see if I ewas serious. I nodded. SAhe looked at him and said anything and he repeated yes. She was a wild one from a sority and asked would she lick my pussy and I replied obediantly yes. Prove it she said and I crwaled between her legs, opened her dress. removed her panties and started to eat her wet white pussy. It was a little hairy. Camille always shaved her for me. Though I didnt complain.Soon Jasck was behind me lifting up my dresss and fucking me like the black whore slave I was. His wife didnt seem to care as long as she was getting her pussy ate.
           Then Camille got married I went to law school. I saw jack and his wife a lot. eventually moved in and commuted to law school. It was 3 years until I saw Camille again. I had just graduated from law school. Passed the Bar and was looking for work as a lawyer. She had married a rigid northerner who had gotten her pregnant and refused her to see me. She was now pregnant with her 2nd child and was going through a seperaation as she found out her husband with a black prositute.
         We net with open arms and tears. She had a big belly and a 1 yr old by her feet though still to me she was beatiful. Within weeks I was agsain eating her pussy and taking care of her tender breasts. Her 1st born a daughter new me as Aunt Rose. I got a job in Corporate law and secured housing near her brother and moved us into a nice house in what many would call Surburbia.

Her borthers choldren were beggining to wonder why three people slept in there parents bedroom and they were not ready to divulfe my slave status to them yet. Though Camille had no problem. As soon as her second child was weaned from her breast she went back to work at a nearby comunity colle and had no problem calling me her slave and her kids had no problem with me sharing her bed.

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