All characters are above the age of 18 and have fictional names. Any resemblance to a person, place, or incident is entirely coincidental.
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"Coming to Mississippi was a mistake." you muttered to yourself as you wiped the sweat from your eyebrows. Gripping the shovel in your hand, you looked over the grassy field to see the rest of your coworkers continue to dig into the dirt.
"What's to hate?" your nerdy friend, Daniel, asked optimistically... evidently hearing your complaint.
You met Daniel not too long ago when he offered to help you unload your truck after you had moved into his neighborhood. He told you he was an introvert, but so far you found no evidence that could prove that statement. He was always friendly with others, especially you... which is how you adjusted to your new home very quickly.
Daniel was a good guy, but this dude literally talks nonstop about his favorite video games and movies. Granted, he was the one who found you a job... although plowing a potato field was not what you had in mind at all.
Daniel adjusted the glasses on his face and patted your shoulder.
"Come on, cheer up." he smiled.
"Paycheck is tomorrow."
"This heat though..." you groaned.
"It's unbearable. And the people are no different."
"N-no offense, of course." you said, quickly catching your sentence.
Your four-eyed companion only smiled and responded, "Think nothing of it."
You returned to your manual labor for a while when boredom hit you harder than a sledgehammer. Instead of complaining, you decide to kill some time by speaking with Daniel.
"So..." you began.
"So?" he asked, his attention focused on the task before him.
"You graduated from high school 2 years ago?" you questioned.
"That is correct." he responded.
"How come you didn't apply for another job? I mean, besides this?"
Daniel stopped what he was doing and looked up at you.
"I don't like the idea of wearing a business suit, or a uniform. Besides, here you can work at your own pace. Oh sure, the folks you work with can be insufferable at times... but where will you not find insufferable coworkers?"
"Makes sense." you agreed.
You kicked the dirt as you tried to think about something else to talk about.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" you asked.
Daniel chuckled.
"No, not anymore at least." he grinned.
"What went wrong?"
"Let's just say her mood swings frightened me." he joked.
"What about you, seeing anyone?"
You never have officially dated anyone, not that you were bashful, it's just that you haven't quite found anyone to share a legitimate interest with. Plus, you prefer seeing a lot of girls (with smoking hot bodies of course). All those times staring at magazines or other "sources" of entertainment has given you an interest in women with large bosoms and thick buttocks. Specifically black women...
You haven't encountered many black women before. You weren't really attracted to them at first until you accidentally walked in on one in the bathroom of a party. She was in the middle of "relieving" herself when you burst in. The toothy grin she gave you was enough to make your pants feel tighter within seconds... and then you both embraced eachother with your tongues. After what seemed like an eternity, you released your sixth orgasm onto her small chest. Everything else soon started to set into motion as your desire to feel another ebony woman's body grew.
There's just something about them that you wish to discover, physically...
Soon, your memories and urges caused your working pants to become rather uncomfortable due to your growing bulge stretching everything out.
You didn't realize Daniel was tapping your shoulder until you heard the boss yelling at everyone for taking an undeserved break. So you both hurried to get back to work.
Daniel started speaking to you about a new video game he had bought when your attention turned to another coworker...
A black woman...
Your eyes practically snapped onto her E-cup sized breasts when she turned to face your direction.
"She hasn't noticed me yet... good." you thought aloud.
Her skin was the color of milk chocolate, which had a fine medium when it combined with the rays of the sun. Her hair was tied to a bun. She wore extremely tight yoga pants which evidently had trouble containing her voluptuous booty. Over her chest was a white tank-top, and though she wore a bra... her left nipple stuck out and could clearly be seen through her shirt.
Green eyes... strange, but undoubtedly sexy. Her round (but not fat) belly made her look even more gorgeous. Chubby cheeks and thick lips also added to the beautiful sight.
You decided to continue working (except this time going near her).
You absolutely enjoyed watching her bend over to tend to the potatoes, and you gazed at her butt when she would walk somewhere... watching those hips go up and down... side to side.
She seemed to stray away from the other black ladies that were there, almost as if she was shy.
