Authors note: This is my second attempt at writing. I enjoy it, and I hope you do as well. All characters are over the age of 18. This story has allot of raciest tones in it, so if that is not your thing, or you don't like to "N" word being used, it is best that you just don't read it. I know it is not for everyone. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. I hope to continue writing this series of stories. I am not the best writer in existence, so any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Thank you and again I hope you enjoy.
"GOOD MORNING!" I yelled across the trailer lot. Mrs. Thompson was headed out of her trailer towards her car. It was a beautiful Saturday morning at about 10 am. I assume she was headed to her Daughter of the Confederacy luncheon or something like that.
She just shook her head and mumbled under her breath "filthy nigger," got in her car and left.
I had work going on in the trailer next door to hers, where her and her husband lived with their daughter. Oh yeah, their daughter. Now she was something else. She stood a little over five feet tall and thick as fuck in all the right places. She took after her mother in that way. Long dirty blonde hair, a good tan all over, big tits, and a super phat ass.
I continued my work not letting the bitch get to me and just shaking it off. You see her and her hubby were racist to the core. I know the husband worked out of town and was a card carrying member of the KKK. So I kinda expected it from them.
As I worked on the front deck of the next door trailer the daughter came out of the porch in her rebel flag thong bikini. She looked over at me and I waved at her, she just scoffed at my gesture, and laid out on her deck to catch some sun.
It was a hot day and after lunch it got hotter so I took off my shirt to get some relief. The girl just stared at me, I guess she liked what she saw, or she was repulsed, either way I felt better. She soon after got up and went inside. Finishing up with my repairs I started cleaning up and the last thing I did was go around back and wash out my paint brushes clean.
That was when I heard something that sounded strange coming from the window of the Thompson place. So I decided to check it out and upon walking up I got the show of a lifetime. There she was laid out on her bed with the legs spread and her bikini bottoms pulled to one side, as she impaled herself on a big dildo, as she moaned and screamed "FUCK YES, GIVE ME THAT HUGE NIGGER COCK, FUCK THIS WHITE CUNT!!!"
Hearing that I quickly got the rest of my shit together and loaded up the truck.
I looked at the Thompson place and noted the confederate flag hanging by the front door and decided to have some fun. I walked up to the front door and beat on it like I was the cops. Reaching up I ripped the flag down and waited for her to come to the door. She snatched the door open in a huff. "Who the FUCK and what the FUck....?" the started to say as she trailed off looking up at me, she just froze.
There I stood towering over her by at least a foot and a half, looking down at her. She looked up at me with a scared look on her face. "Where are your parents?!" I shouted down at her.
She began to stutter "My dad is out of town working and my mom is at a meeting."
"I have already told them about this several times, you can't have this ignorant shit hanging up outside the trailer," as I shoved the flag at her "I don't care what you rednecks do inside this shithole, but nothing like this on the outside, UNDERSTOOD!!!" as I leaned in closer to her.
She stammered again "Yes Sir I understand."
I leaned in very close to her "that includes, even when you bring your phat white ass out in this racist bikini," I said in a domineering tone "do you understand that slut?"
She shivered all over and a small moan escaped her lips as she responded "Yes Sir I do." with her head pointed at the floor, still clutching the flag all wadded up under her tits.
"What am I gonna do with you?" I said softly as I stepped into the trailer as she backed up and let me in. "I ought to rip that thing off of your slutty body, leave you standing here naked."
She moaned again as she clutched the flag tighter. I ripped the flag out of her arms and through it on the couch beside her. Her knees buckled and she almost collapsed. Then I reached up and pulled the tie on the bikini between her tits loose and they fell out and bounced into place with a slight sag to them. The nipples were rock hard and pointed right at me. "You got some nice tittays on you, whore, they are nice and big, not as big as your mommas but still, how big are those udders?"
"38EE Sir." she said, still looking down at the floor. She buried her hands between her legs. As I could tell she couldn't help but start rubbing herself.
"Is that phat little pussy nice and wet? I saw what you were doing on your bed, through your window and I could hear the nasty things you were saying. It seems like you want some BBC. Is that what you need Bitch?"