Back to the South Ch. 02

Deena then lost sight of them as they walked passed the corner of the house.

As the three ladies came up to the house, Emma Thompson and Samantha Peterson, sat by a table in front of the porch. Bessie stood beside them, serving some tea.

"Julie." Emma stood up and greeted her sister.

"Mrs. Thompson." Julie teased her older sister a little as they had always called each other by their first names.

"Oh you." Emma and Julie kissed each other's cheeks.

"Oh, this is Mrs. Peterson." Emma introduced Samantha who had already stood up.

"It's Samantha." Samantha smiled over at the elegant looking woman in the riding outfit.

"Pleasure to meet you, Samantha." Julie looked over at the woman who appeared to be about the same age as her sister.

"Pleasure to meet you, Julie." Samantha looked over at her daughter whose hair was still a bit wet, though it had almost dried in the heat.

"I see you've met one of my girls."

"Yes, you have a beautiful daughter, Samantha." Julie said.

"Thank you, unfortunately I'm not sure where Allison is." Samantha said.

"Oh, I think I saw Allison with Abigail before, not sure where they went though." Mary Sue told them.

"I'm sure I'll meet her sooner or later." Julie smiled.

"Mom, Miss Emma, Julie, I'm going to go up and fix my hair." Deena then told the ladies as the rest of them sat down around the table.

"So, what brings Mrs. Millton to our humble abode." Emma took the opportunity to tease her sister back.

Julie smirked. "I'm having a party next weekend, and I wanted to invite my sister."

"And your sister delightfully accepts the invitation." Emma smiled.

"Samantha, you must come as well." Julie told her insistently.

"Oh, thank you, I'm sure my husband and I..."

"Oh this party is for ladies only, husband's are not invited." Julie told her.

"Oh." Samantha guessed it was sort of a ladies night out kind of party. Though probably a lot more tamer since this was the old south.

"But of course, you are more than welcome to tell your husband about it afterwards."

"I always do." Emma said with a small smirk on her face.

"Mother." Mary Sue looked a bit embarrassed, hearing about her mother telling her father about the things that go on at Julie's parties.

"Oh honey, once you get married, you will understand just how much your husband will want to know about these parties." Emma said smiling.

"So, you just must come with Samantha." Emma told her.

"Well, I'll come with then. Thank you for inviting me." Samantha smiled and looked over at the southern women, as she felt like she fit in here with them.

Upstairs Deena had just gotten finished with her hair, when she saw Elvira walk by her room carrying some folded clothes.

"Elvira." Deena walked over to the door.

"Hello miss Deena, is there something I can do for you." Elvira looked over at Deena standing by the door opening to the room.

"I thought we could do your hair."

"Oh miss Deena, I'm not sure if I can, I still have some laundry to do." Elvira told her.

"It won't take that long... come on, I'll help you with the laundry later." Deena told her.

"Oh you don't have to do that miss Deena." Elvira looked over feeling rather excited as she had never had her hair done before.

"Come on." Deena walked over and gently took Elvira's hand.

Deena led Elvira into her room and had her sit down in front of the desk mirror.

"Let me take those." Deena took the clothes Elvira was carrying and put them on her bed.

Deena then took out her hair kit, something she always had with her in her purse, which was the only thing she had brought with her on her parents trip down the coast.
She then put it down on the desk in front of Elvira and opened it up.
There were a few scissors and combs, all of different sizes and types.

Deena then took Elvira's maid cap off, and started to undo her hair knot.

"You have such beautiful hair." Deena had managed to straighten most of it out, as she ran a comb through it.

"Thank you miss Deena." Elvira looked at herself in the mirror as Deena combed her hair.

"So, Elvira. I saw you talking to this boy around back of the house earlier." Deena said boy, though he was more of a man.

Elvira looked up in the mirror at Deena and blushed a little. "Oh, August?"

"Who is he?" Deena said as she could tell that it was someone who Elvira liked.

"Well... A little while ago, when I was walking out to the negro quarters by the cotton fields, I twisted my foot. August came over and asked if I was okay, and when I couldn't stand, he carried me all the way back to the house." Elvira told Deena.

"What a man." Deena imagined herself being rescued like that.

"Yeah..." Elvira thought of August for a moment.

"And well, since then, he comes by the house now and again to see me."

"Just, to see you?" Deena teased Elvira a little.

"Well..." Elvira looked away a little as she blushed.

"Oh you naughty girl." Deena smiled as they both giggled.

Outside Julie had gotten up and waved the black servant who was attending to her horse.

"Well I have to be going now I'm afraid, I have another dreadful meeting with Pastor Adams.
How on earth a woman like Rebecca Collins married a man as dull as him is beyond me.
But maybe she will be with him, then at least I will have someone fun to talk to."
Julie said as she got up on her horse.
"Say hello to Edward for me." Julie then told her sister.

"I will. And try not to upset the Pastor too much." Emma told her sister.

"Little ol' me, upset someone?" Julie said with a smirk on her face.

"Hope to meet Mr. Peterson the next time I'm here." Julie looked over at Samantha.

Samantha smiled. "It was nice to meet you Julie."

"Bye aunt Julie." Mary Sue looked up at her aunt.

"Bye Mary Sue. Don't forget to do those daily chores of yours." Julie gave Mary Sue a wink.

"I won't." Mary Sue smiled as Julie waved and rode off.

"Speaking of your chores, you should start doing yours young lady." Emma told her daughter.

"Yes, mother." Mary Sue sighed as she knew her mother meant her actual chores.

After Mary Sue walked off, Emma turned to Samantha.

"It will probably be an hour or two until our husbands are back, I thought we could have a massage whilst we wait."

"Oh, that sounds, lovely." Samantha felt surprised by the idea of having a massage, but it also felt rather wonderful to her.

"Good." Emma smiled as she looked over at Bessie.

"Bessie, have the brothers meet us at the massage parlor."

"Yes miss Emma." Bessie lightly jogged off around the house.

"You have a massage parlor on the plantation?" Samantha asked Emma as they slowly walked.

"Of course. I can't wait for you to meet the brothers, they have such amazing hands... among other things." Emma smiled.

"Oh." Samantha felt a bit curious.

To the south of the main house, the two women walked down a small dirt road that had trees on both sides the entire way. At the end of the dirt road, there were three smaller shacks, and one that was built more like a house. Outside the house stood Bessie, who was panting as she was trying to catch her breath from the jog.

"The brothers..." Bessie panted. "are in side, miss Emma." Bessie looked over at the massage parlor.

"Thank you Bessie... " Emma looked over at her maid whom she was very fond of.

"Bessie, I won't be needing you for a few hours, why don't you go down to the lake and cool down in the water." Emma then told Bessie.

"Oh..." Bessie panted. "Thank you miss Emma." Bessie felt grateful to Mrs. Thompson as she walked off down towards the lake.

Next to the house, there were two black men working the trees that surrounded the house. They were cutting and making way for another few shacks, as Emma waved to one of them.

The bare chested black man, in a pair of working pants held up by suspenders ran over to Mrs. Thompson. "Yes miss Emma, is there anything I can do for you?"

"You know Jeremiah? up at the house barn." She asked him.

"Oh yes, miss Emma." The black man nodded.

"Good, I want you to go and find him, and tell him to go down to the south part of the lake." Emma told him.

"Sure thing miss Emma." The black man told her as he jogged off.

Emma smiled to herself when she thought of Bessie and Jeremiah meeting up at the lake.
Emma then turned and walked back over to Samantha who stood by the house.

"Shall we?" Emma said as Samantha smiled and nodded.

Inside the house, Emma lead Samantha the few steps until they got to the main room on the left.

"Here we are." Emma showed Samantha with her hand

Oh... my... Samantha's eyes widened as she walked around the corner and saw two big black men standing there, completely naked.

The two men were brothers, Tandey and Meriday. With strong arms, wide chests, powerful legs and huge manhoods, they looked like they had grown up doing heavy manual labour on the farm.

Samantha stood there with her jaw open, staring at the two strong looking black men.
Her eyes glued on the big black cocks between their legs.

Emma smiled as she saw the way Samantha looked at them.

"Miss Emma." The two black brothers politely looked over at Emma Thompson.

"Boys, this is Mrs. Samantha Peterson, she's our house guest." Emma told them as she looked over at Samantha who was still rather dumbfounded.

The brothers looked over at the blonde woman standing there in her dress, staring down at their manhoods.

"Meriday, show miss Samantha where to lie down." Emma told him as she then beckoned Tandey over with her finger.

Samantha had started breathing a bit heavily as she saw the naked black man, Meriday walk towards her.
She looked over at Emma, Tandey was standing right behind her.
Samantha watched as Tandey slid Emma's dress straps to the side of her shoulders.
Her dress fell to the floor and Emma now stood there in the nude as well.

Emma had a rather slender body, with a hint of a small pot belly.
At the age of thirty-nine her breasts had started to sag, but they were still quite full.
Her butt was round and soft which was apparent as Tandey reached down and laid his arm under her butt and lifted her straight up in his arms.

As Tandey lifted Emma up, Samantha saw that Tandey's cock that had grown a bit bigger, as it was bouncing a little as he carried Emma over to one of the beds.

As she watched Tandey carry Emma, Samantha felt her dress fall to the floor.
She looked down and saw that she was now also completely naked.

At forty-one Samantha had tried her best to maintain her slender figure.
She worked out twice a week, and went for run every other day.
Half of her workout sessions revolved around keeping her bubble butt as firm as possible, which she had managed to do, as Samantha still liked the way she looked in most of her pants.
Though the thing she was most proud of, was her chest.
After all these years, her big and natural size double D breasts still looked amazing.

Samantha wasn't sure what to do as she felt herself breathing heavily.
She had never been naked in front of another man other than her husband for a long time, and now these two black men could see her nude body.

Before she had time to think about it, Meriday lifted her up into his arms.

"Wow." Samantha was a bit stunned by how strong he was.

She looked up into Meriday's eyes as he carried her.
She knew that she should probably freak out, but she felt so safe in Meriday's strong arms.

Up at the road that lead to the plantation, Edward and Jonathan rode back with the car.
The car had been pulled all the way back by two work horses, that were lead by George, one of Mr. Thompson's farm hands.

"Really appreciate the help Edward." Jonathan told Mr. Thompson.

"Don't mention it. Though I must say, I've never seen a carriage like this one before." Edward said looking at the strange carriage.

The black men and women working the fields looked up at the strange vehicle as it was pulled by the horses down the dirt road.

"I thought we could put it into one of the barns over there." Edward pointed at the two barns a bit to the east of the main house.

As they rode up to the eastern barn, four black farm hands were waiting for them to help with the car. George then unhooked the car from the horses, as the black men looked at the strange vehicle and then got up behind it.

"Okay." Edward waved his hand as the group of farm hands pushed the car into the barn.

"Thanks again. Hope I can repay you someday." Jonathan told Edward as they watched the car being pushed the last few feet.

"Well, maybe you can draw up plans for the new house I'm building." Edward said as Jonathan nodded.

"That I can do." Jonathan was happy to help Edward with the plans for the house, as that was something Jonathan knew a lot of about, unlike how to fix the broken car.

Edward and Jonathan then got down from their horses, as they handed them off to two of the farm hands.

"Edward, do you mind if I go and let Samantha know that we're back with the car, I know she wanted to know."

"Not at all Jonathan. Head on up to the house, I'm sure she's up there with Emma." Edward told him as Jonathan nodded.

When he walked up to the house, he saw a couple of the black gardeners working the bushes around the house, but no sign of Emma or Samantha outside.

"Samantha?" Jonathan walked in through the front door.

"Are you looking for someone mastah Jonathan?" James came out from the dining room.

Jonathan didn't much like being called mastah, but he had some exciting news to share with his wife, so he didn't mention it.

"Yes James, I'm looking for my wife Samantha."

"I believe miss Emma and miss Samantha is over at the massage parlor." James told Jonathan.

Massage parlor? Jonathan was a bit surprised by that, as he had no idea that the Thompsons had something like that on the plantation.

"Oh, where would that be?" Jonathan asked James who pointed to the back of the house.

"If you go down the road behind the house, you should find the house near the end, mastah Jonathan." James told him.

"Thank you James." Jonathan told him as James nodded his head.

Over at the massage parlor Meriday gently laid Samantha down on the bed next to Emma.
Samantha laid there for a brief second looking up at the naked black man, giving him a good view of her nude body, before turning over onto her stomach.

Did I really let him see me like that...Samantha thought to herself as she laid there.

Meriday got down on his knees beside the bed, and gently poured some scented oil onto Samantha's back.

Mmm... Samantha gently bit down on her lower lip when she felt Meriday's strong hands on her back.

Meriday ran his hands over Samantha's back, up her shoulders, gently massaging them.
He massaged her soft shoulders for a bit before he ran his hand down her back.

Samantha was sure that once he got down to her lower back, that he would stop, but Meriday kept going. Samantha let out a soft moan when she felt his strong hands on her firm and soft butt. Meriday slowly parted her butt cheeks as he gently squeezed them, something that made Samantha tremble.
She knew that not only could he see her butt hole, but her pussy as well.
Lying there, trembling with excitement, Samantha looked up to the side and saw Meriday's huge black and very erect cock. It was almost touching her butt cheek.

Is he... going to... put it in... Oh god... do I want him to put it in? Samantha thought to herself as she made herself turn away.

When she did, she caught Emma looking over and smiling at her.

"So good, aren't they?"

Without thinking, Samantha answered. "Oh yes." Which right after made her feel a bit guilty and dirty.

Feeling so hot, Samantha closed her eyes for a second and when she opened them her eyes widened. She looked over and saw that Tandey had spread Emma's butt cheeks with his hands, and ran his huge black cock in between her cheeks.
He wasn't entering her, he was just running his thick black shaft in between her butt cheeks.

Oh god, so sexy... Samantha gave out another soft moan.

Outside, Jonathan had made his way down the path and found the house.
As he wasn't sure if it was the right house, he walked passed the windows and glanced inside.

What?! Jonathan saw Samantha lying there, face down on a bed, naked, with this big black man massaging her thighs.

Jonathan looked away, not sure of what to think.
He had expected to find her somewhat bare, as she was getting a massage, but not in an explicit way like that.
As he looked back inside, Samantha turned her head to the side and Jonathan saw the smile on his wife's face.

Oh... Jonathan looked at how blissful Samantha looked.

Jonathan looked away a bit again.

She... really does deserve some... relaxation... Jonathan thought to himself.

She's such a loving wife, and a good mother... she really... Jonathan looked back inside and noticed that the black man who was massaging her, was also completely naked.

Jonathan noticed the size of the black man's cock, as it jutted up an down a bit as he massaged Samantha's thighs.

I... shouldn't spy on her like this... Jonathan stepped away from the window.

As he walked passed the other window, Jonathan gulped as he saw Emma lie naked on her stomach in the next bed, with a big black man on top of her.
The black man who was massaging her, appeared to be sliding his huge cock between her butt cheeks

Jonathan gulped again as he slowly walked towards the path.

I'll just tell Samantha about the car when she's done with her... massage.

Inside the massage parlor, Meriday got up behind the bed Samantha laid in.
He ran his hands over her smooth ankles. He then gently took a hold of her ankles and slowly pulled her in. His big ebony cock pointed straight up between her thighs, at her pussy.

As he pulled her even closer, the tip of his cock rubbed up against Samantha's pussy lips,
and with one last pull on her ankles, it slid inside her.

"Ohh!" Samantha moaned out as she felt something huge stretch her pussy lips.

Oh god, is he... he is... oh god he's... inside of me... Samantha closed her eyes.

Meriday gripped Samantha's hips with his strong black hands as he pulled her in even closer.
In doing so, sliding his big cock deeper inside of her pussy, to places where Samantha had never felt a cock before.

Oh god... so good... so big... Samantha bit down on her lower lip in sheer pleasure.

She had never felt anything like it

He's so... he... Samantha suddenly realized that the man behind her, who was giving her so much pleasure, wasn't her husband.

Oh god, Jonathan... Samantha pulled away from Meriday as his cock slid out of her.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this..." Samantha got up on her feet.

"Miss Samantha, did I do something wrong?" Meriday looked up at Samantha.

"Oh no Meriday..." Samantha looked over at Meriday and glanced down at his hard black cock.

Oh god... Samantha gave out a small sigh.

"You didn't do anything wrong." She told him as he hadn't done anything wrong, in fact in the back of Samantha's mind, he had done everything right.

"Samantha?" Emma looked up at Samantha as she picked up and slid into her dress.

"Sorry Emma, I'm just a little... overwhelmed." Samantha said as she rushed outside.

Her heart was racing, a part of her wanted to go back inside, spread her legs and let Meriday give her the best fuck she knew she would ever have. But she loved her husband, and she didn't want to cheat on him.

After she buttoned her dress, Samantha walked up towards the road leading to the main house.
As she did she saw someone resembling her husband up the road.

"Honey?" She called out and waved.

Jonathan on his way back to the house heard his wife's voice behind him.

Oh, I hope she didn't see me in the window. Jonathan felt rather guilty for spying on his wife.