He walked towards me and his meat bounced back and forth on his legs. I had never thought of being with a man before, but I was mesmerized by his beautiful dick. He untied it and let his pants fall, and revealed his enormous black cock. He looked down at me and started untieing the string he had on his pants to hold them up. My heart started racing, imagining what he was going to do to me, I had no idea. "Gives me just enough time to work on you." He grabbed my arm and threw me to the ground. "Well, he ain't here right now is he?" he said. He walked over to me, and I stepped back. "He went into town, he just left." When he stood I saw the size of him, and I felt a little scared. When my dad gets back he's gonna give you the whip." He stood up, "Yeah, where's you pa right now boy, I don't see him." "You're supposed to be out there pickin' cotton. "Who are you callin boy?" I said, trying to sound authoritative. I stood by the door and said "Hey you, shouldn't you be working?" He had his shirt off and you could see his strong arms and sweaty chest. He was sitting on some hay chewing a piece of grss. No one was in there but this big black slave I had never seen before, But he looked oddly familiar. I pulled the big door sideways and walked in. I stepped outside and walked to the barn. But I thought I'd go out to the barn and see what's going on.
I just thought whatever my father told me to. I had never thought much of blacks, nor had I ever talked to one. I glanced to the left and saw the slaves working on the field. I was sitting by the window watching my parents riding in the buggy into town.