A Young Girl S Racist Neighbor Pt 01

A Young Girl’s Racist Neighbor

- ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS (+18)

*WARNING*

Racial slurs used.

Pt. 1

-Punishment-

It was the middle of a hot July summer in a small town in Georgia. An African American family had recently moved into a new, very middle class & predominantly white neighborhood in the town. A young, 18 year old girl named Jasmine & her two parents were incredibly joyous to finally move into a nicer area of town, but not everyone in their neighborhood can say they share their same happiness.

One day, young Jasmine’s parents were both out at work, leaving her at home bored all by herself. Jasmine was a curious little girl and always sneaking around doing slightly mischievous things. For instance, she always loved to spy on her next door neighbor, Mr. Caldwell. He was a man much older than her, in his 50’s & a very brawny, muscular man. He used to be a navy seal and his stern attitude reflected that. She would always notice different women coming and leaving his house. She knew that he had a wife, so she was very surprised by this. She had a perfect view of his bedroom too from her bedroom window and she’d just watch him. She’d watch him undress, masturbate, & even have sex sometimes. He’s the first man she’s seen naked and her young and innocent mind became deeply infatuated by the thought of him even though he was much older than her.

All of the sexual things she saw him do through his window always made her little tight black cunt get wet, but she was so naive and inexperienced she didn’t understand her feelings. And Mr. Caldwell was not a friendly person. In fact, young Jasmine’s parents urge her everyday to stay away from him because they believe he is a racist. He has never spoken a word to the family, just giving glares from time to time, making things very tense. Other neighbors around the neighborhood have spoken to the family about his supposed racist beliefs as well. Jasmine’s parents tell her that he used to be a navy seal but that he is in no way a good person and to never go near him.

The thoughts of what her parents told her run through little Jasmine’s mind as she peers out the window looking for Mr. Caldwell, but she notices his car isn’t in the driveway. She moves her eyes to his backyard noticing his garden with many herbs growing. She smiles and an idea pops into her head & the next thing she knows she’s sneaking into Mr. Caldwell’s backyard to check out his garden up close.

She bends down, looking at all the fresh veggies amazed by all the things he could grow. The sun was out & blazing against her dark & deeply melanated skin. She pokes her finger out to touch one of his plants when she suddenly hears a deep voice pierce through her silence.

“Hey! What the hell are you doing girl?” his southern accent echoed through her ears as she turned around in shock to look at him.

He rushed towards her quickly before she could even say anything, “What are you doing girl? You stealing from me?” he said as he lifted her up with ease, pulling her by her small arm. He peered down at her little brown body. She had her natural hair tied up into two cute pigtails & she was wearing a tight light colored top & a pink skirt.

She looked up into his dark colored eyes innocently as his dark, greyish hair blew in the wind. All she could see was his body, his muscles, his tan white skin and the fact that he was so much bigger and stronger than her. His face was somewhat hard to see because the sun was peering out behind him.

“You know how to speak, girl? What’s your name?” he spat at her harshly.

She’s frightened by him and can barely speak, her voice breaks as she says, “I-i’m Jasmine, and n-no sir. I wasn’t… I was just--” but he had already started walking her into the house by her arm.

His big strong hands holding her tightly as he guided her into his house. As she walked through his house she noticed a small confederate flag in the corner, which reminded her of what her parents had told her about him being racist.

“Now, what the hell were you doing screwing around in my garden?” he questions her.

“I’m sorry Mr. Caldwell, I was bored and my parents aren’t home… I could see your veggies from my window and I just wanted to see them up close,” Jasmine frantically explained, looking up into this older white man’s eyes.

He looked down at her and she could see the anger on his face, but deep down Mr. Caldwell couldn’t help but feel turned on by the cute & worried expression plastered on young Jasmine’s face.

“I promise I wasn’t stealing sir, please I won’t do this again,” She continued.

“You really think i’m gonna believe you? I know how you people are raised, but don’t you worry i’ll show you not to sneak around in people’s shit,” Mr. Caldwell replied to her. He took a seat on his couch in the living room, “Young girls like you think you can get away with anything, well come here little slut. You’re not getting away with this today.”

The harsh words stinging in Jasmine’s innocent ears as she knew she didn’t do anything that bad. Jasmine bit her lip out of nervousness, only arousing Mr. Caldwell even more, “Please Mr. Caldwell, It won’t happen again."

He then got up frustrated at her not doing what he said, and grabbed her by the arm again, bringing her close to him, “Didn’t your parents ever teach you not to steal, little girl?” he asked sternly as he roughly pulled her small body over his lap after he sat down on the living room couch.

Jasmine was shocked. It’s been years since she’s been spanked, but she knew what was coming, “Sir, please I promise, I wasn’t stealing from you! I just wanted to see your garden mister.”

“Don’t play dumb with me. I know what type of things your people do. You just come into people’s neighborhoods and think you can act like a fucking criminal?” he yelled at her making Jasmine cry, but her young tears only aroused Mr. Caldwell.

She squirmed around on his lap, but he was much stronger than her since he was a grown man and also a former navy seal. He held her in place as she struggled to move. He slapped her young black ass hard over her tiny pink skirt that she was wearing, making it jiggle against his large white hand. She could feel his wedding ring on his finger as well as he spanked her. Jasmine screamed out as she squirmed after feeling her butt get spanked. He spanked her again saying, “All your people know is how to steal right? Just raising another criminal… I’ll teach you a lesson, little bitch. I’ll teach you not to steal from hard working people.”

He pulled her cute little pink skirt off, exposing her black ass even more. “Your parents let you dress like a little slut too?” he said, slapping her ass over and over again until all you could hear in the room were her cries and the sound of the slaps.

Jasmine cried out while taking each spank to her little behind that this older white man gave her. She yelled out, “I’m not a slut!” while he continued to spank her dark ass.

“You sure dress like one though,” he said spanking her ass even harder. He couldn’t help but enjoy watching this young black girl squirm and cry while getting her ass spanked by him. “All you people do is steal. And all you're taught to do is dress like little a whore right? That’s all your people are good for,” He said as he pulled her white panties down exposing her bare chocolate ass and her pussy too.

Mr. Caldwell became increasingly turned on by the sight of her dark chocolate pussy and bare ass, as he pulled her panties down and continued to spank her. He had never even looked at a younger girl this way let alone a black woman, so the feelings he felt were just as new as how Jasmine felt. Jasmine could feel so much excitement between her legs as she began to get wet from her spanking. Although she was embarrassed and couldn't fully understand how she was feeling, a part of her was so turned on by this punishment she was receiving.

“Please no sir! This is so embarrassing,” she cried out.

“Good, you should be embarrassed, girl,” He said before his hand came down on her dark ass, making her cry out more. “I’ll make you sorry for this, you need to learn you can’t just sneak around on people’s property,” his hand came down hard on her ass as it jiggled and bounced against it.

He was enjoying spanking her ass so much. He was very angry with Jasmine at first, but he couldn’t help but to get turned on by her. He knew it was wrong to feel aroused by such a young girl getting spanked, but he didn’t care in the moment. All he could think about was the fact that her bare ass is over his lap getting spanked hard. He always had some prejudices about black people, but for some reason the fact that he could take his frustrations out on her was so much sexier than any other thing he’s done with women his age and race.

As he continued spanking her ass more, Jasmine suddenly stopped squirming as much. She just took each slap to the ass that he gave her. Even Mr. Caldwell noticed that she stopped fighting it as much.

“What do you like getting spanked now, nigger?” he questioned as he did not stop spanking her. The racist word rolled off his tongue with ease.

She then got upset by being called a racial slur as she began squirming around on his lap and moving her hand over her butt trying to shield her ass from the spanks. “Don’t fucking call me that!” she cursed at him.

“Don’t you dare speak to me like that little girl,” he said, moving her little hand and holding it out the way, “Move your fucking hand and take this punishment nigger,” he continued slapping her very hard a few more times.

His cock got very hard in his pants from spanking her so much and listening to her cry. A horny and slightly angry Mr. Caldwell began rubbing Jasmine’s soft dark chocolate ass. He knew her butt had to sting from that long spanking he gave her. And little Jasmine was incredibly embarrassed from being called so many foul names by her neighbor, and having her young, bare ass exposed to him. She could feel something hard between his legs as she laid across his lap which made her even more embarrassed because she knew what it was.

She knew she had such a huge crush on her racist and bigoted neighbor too, and that it was so wrong to be turned on by something like this, but she loved the feeling of his hands rubbing and spanking her soft and youthful ass.

“Jasmine’s your name right?” he broke the silence of their thoughts.

“Yes sir. My name is Jasmine,” she replied softly.

He kept rubbing her soft ass, entranced by how good it felt. “You need to get punished a little bit more for cursing at me,” he said.

“But--” Jasmine spoke.

“No buts, get on your knees girl,” he told her sternly.

Jasmine reluctantly rolled off of his lap and onto the hard, wooden floor, then getting on her knees for him. She wiped some tears from her eyes. He stood up in front of her looking down at her innocent dark face. He grabbed her by her chin making her look up into his eyes.

“You have such a pretty face for a stupid nigger,” he said.

She pushed his hand away, “Stop calling me that!” she yelled at him.

He smirked at her, “I’ll call you whatever I want,” he said, grabbing her face again and holding her in place.

Then he began unbuckling his pants, taking off his belt as she watched him in awe.

“W-what are you doing mister?” she questioned.

He slowly pulled his large cock out, stroking it in her face as she watched. Her dark face got super flushed and warm as he would stroke his very large manhood right in front of her. She felt her young pussy get very wet just by looking at him do it to himself. The first time she finally got to see him do it up close.

“Mister, I've never done anything like this before,” Jasmine said shyly, which only made Mr. Caldwell stroke his cock even harder.

Just the thought of taking a part of this young girl’s innocence was so arousing to him that nothing could stop him from getting off to her. He looked down at her cute dark skinned face, “Well this will be a learning lesson and a punishment,” his voice sounded like a moan from how uncontrollably horny he was for her.

“Sir I don’t think we should…” Jasmine said hesitantly, but that didn’t stop Mr. Caldwell, he just kept stroking his cock right in front of her face.

“Open your mouth bitch. This is what dumb little girls get when they curse and yell like you did,” he told her sternly, but before she could even barely open her mouth, he was already stuffing his throbbing cock down her small, young throat.

Her eyes widen as she feels his throbbing cock thrust deeply down her throat with no remorse. He pulled on her poofy afro pigtails as his white cock just thrusted in and out of her sweet dark chocolate mouth. Her eyes began to get watery as she tried her best not to gag on his dick as this was the first time she was ever made to give oral. She wouldn’t have ever guessed the first time she sucked a man’s dick it’d be as a punishment.

His moans began echoing throughout his living room as he fucked this young black girl’s mouth with his large white cock. He was ramming his cock deeply without any regard for her, just holding her by her hair as he forced her to take it.

“Mhmm, good girl. Take this cock in your mouth nigger,” he said pumping his cock in and out of her wet mouth as the sucking sounds from her became louder the deeper his cock went.

She looked up at him, watching him take pleasure from using her mouth. His cock was just so big for her since she was so inexperienced. The deeper it went in her mouth the more difficult it became for her to take it. Her small, dark hand raised up, trying to push him off by his hips. But he pushed her hands away, continuing to pump his cock in her small wet mouth.

“Move your hands bitch, you’re taking this dick. You’re gonna learn how to act when a grown man is around, you understand?” he said spitting on her face and fucking her young mouth even more roughly now.

All Jasmine could do was moan and nod as his spit dripped from her face, looking up into Mr. Caldwell’s eyes as he thrusted his cock in her mouth fast and hard.

He knew how innocent she was just by the way she spoke & her mannerisms, so treating her like a naughty slut was just so much more arousing to him. He couldn’t stop thrusting his cock because every time she’d look into his eyes and make that cute sucking, moaning sound he just wanted to ram his cock into her mouth, balls deep, even more.

“Now suck this dick like you’re sorry,” Mr. Caldwell instructed her, releasing her hair and stopping himself from thrusting his cock in her mouth.

Jasmine nodded, doing as she was told, sucking his cock nice and slow like how she’d watch other ladies do it to him from her bedroom window.

“Mmm good girl,” he moaned, pulling her top up exposing her developed titties to him as he pulled, tugged, squeezed and pinched them, “Where’d you learn to suck dick like this Jasmine? There’s no way you’ve never done this before,” he moaned even more as her mouth slid back and forth on his dick.

She moaned against his cock sucking on it deeply, as she felt his warm hands squeezing on her boobs. The tip of his cock thrusting and hitting the back of her little mouth roughly as she sucked for him.

Mr. Caldwell looked down at Jasmine as she pleasured him with ease. Surprised at how easily he got her to submit to him, as if she wanted it the entire time. He just kept moaning, getting closer and closer each time she slid her wet little mouth on his cock, and the feeling of her tits in his hand just turned him on even more.

“Are you ready for my cum little bitch?” he moaned, pulling her by her pigtails as he began thrusting his cock.

She looked up at him as he fucked her mouth. She didn’t even know what cum was but she just kept moaning as he punished her mouth. She was just so innocent and didn’t know too much about sex. He kept thrusting his cock in her mouth before moaning, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” very loudly and nutting all inside of her sweet chocolate mouth, squeezing her dark brown tits too. His cum filling up her mouth as her eyes widened surprised by the strange substance.

“Swallow it slut. Taste all of me,” he said to her.

She swallowed his cum as his throbbing, veiny white cock sat in her mouth. The last of his cum oozed into her mouth and she swallowed it too.

He then pulled his cock from her mouth. Out of breath from cumming so hard.

Jasmine was out of breath too and didn’t know how to feel about everything that just happened. And honestly, Mr. Caldwell didn’t know how to feel either. He knew it was wrong but he also believed that she deserved it.

Jasmine then looked up at Mr. Caldwell and was in great shock as he quickly began to put his pants back on. She pulled her top down, still on her knees. She was just sitting there gazing at him as he fixed himself back up.

“Get your clothes back on and I’ll walk you back,” he told her, “Your parents aren’t home right?” he questioned because he didn’t want to get in trouble.

“Yes sir and no they won’t be back until later” she responded, standing up and putting her skirt back on.

She intentionally left her panties on his couch so that he’d remember her and he was too frantic to notice that she left them as they were leaving the house. He walked her back over to her house and they both stood in front of her door on the porch looking at each other.

“I’m sorry I had to do that to you,” he said slightly ashamed that he couldn’t control himself.

“No it’s okay sir, I deserved it,” she smiled up at him innocently, “I shouldn’t have been messing around on your property. I’ll be good next time Mr. Caldwell.”

He bit his lip looking away, as the look she gave aroused him even more.

“I don’t think you should come around ever again,” he said sternly.

“Why not?” she said and he could hear the hurt in her voice.

He ran his hand over his mouth, stressed, trying to find the right words to say. Jasmine noticed his wedding ring on his finger as his hand grazed his face and it reminded her of the truth. She looked away, very upset. Then a car pulled up to his driveway, presumably Mr. Caldwell’s wife, and he knew he needed to leave immediately.

“I have to go now, Jasmine,” he said, rushing off before she could say goodbye.

The way he said her name made her heart flutter. Even if the first time they met he had just spent the time degrading and punishing her, she couldn’t help but feel so attracted to him. She stood on her porch for a moment watching him rush away into his home. “Bye, Mr. Caldwell,” she said to herself, smiling.

Jasmine then walked back into her room, laying down in her bed. She couldn’t help but think about her older white neighbor. She knew that he had racist tendencies, but something about the way he treated her just made her infatuation for him grow stronger. She spent the rest of the day, daydreaming even more about Mr. Caldwell and his cock.