Black Farmhands (Text Version)

One day as you were fixing a fence gate on your farm you heard a deep voice coming from behind.
"That your barn over there?" As you turned around you saw these three mean looking niggers standing there.
Coming from a long line of strong KKK supporters, the sight of them more than intimidated you.
"Y... yes it is." You said hoping that that was all they wanted to ask.
"We're gonna stay there for a while." One of them said.
"We... we don't need any workers at the moment." You told them as not only couldn't you afford any help, you certainly wouldn't pay these niggers anything.
"Who the fuck said anything about working, we're gonna stay there for a while. Got it white boy!" He then told you in a harsh way which made you feel rather worried.
"Oh... okay." You reluctantly said as any of them could probably break you in a half if they wanted.
"And listen up white boy. If anyone comes around looking for us, you're gonna tell them that you haven't seen anyone, got it!" You were told as one of them got up close to you.
"O... of... of course... I... wouldn't say anything." You stuttered as you had never felt so intimidated in your life.
As you saw the three black men walk towards the barn you felt so weak.
Being a proud member of the KKK, you should have said something, but standing there in front of them you had felt so inferior somehow.
As you then turned around you saw your wife standing in the front door at your house, looking at you.
"Honey... what are those three negros doing here?" She looked a bit worried.
"Ehm... they... they are just going to help out here for a while." You lied to her not wanting her to know how they had pushed you around.
"Are you sure about this... they looked rather rough." She said concerned.
"It'll be okay." You said as you didn't want her to feel as intimidated as you did.
As the two of you went inside, something hit you.
Because you didn't have any animals in the barn, you had moved the shower from inside the house out to the barn.
This made you rather anxious because your wife had always taken a shower each day.
"Maybe you shouldn't shower tomorrow."
"Oh... right... they are out there. But honey, I need to take a shower every other day, I feel so icky otherwise." She told you.
"So you need to tell them to stay outside, or have them work on something while I'm in there." Your wife told you.
"I will." You lied to her as you knew that you would never be able to stand up to those negros.
As a day passed your wife asked why they hadn't been out in the field with you working.
You lied and told her that they were working on something in the barn, because you knew that she wouldn't go in there with the three of them there.
The following day your wife told you that she really needed to take a shower.
"You be sure and tell them to stay outside." She told you as the two of you walked over to the barn.
"Don't worry, I will tell them." You said nervously as you didn't know what to say to them.
Even though the shower had wooden boards covering the sides, you knew that you had to tell them something, because you couldn't have those black men in the barn when your beautiful wife were showering.


As the two of you walked inside the barn, the three black men had their shirts off.
This made you feel even more intimidated as from the look of their muscles you could see how strong all of them were.
"I'll wait here while you go and talk to them." Your wife told you standing by the shower.
"Okay." You said as you nervously walked over to them.
"Ehm... I... I was wondering... if you could go outside for a moment." You said stuttering.
"Why the fuck should we go outside?!" The heavier of the three said.
"You better not have told anyone we are here mutha fucker!" The shorter of the three told you harshly.
"N... no... I... I haven't." You said feeling intimidated.
"Then why the fuck should we go outside?!" The heavier one said.
"Well... we... we have the showers out here... and... and my wife wanted to take a shower... so... she wanted me to tell you to go outside." You nervously told them.
"Is that right. Well you can go over there and tell that bitch ass wife of yours what ever you fucking want, but we're not going outside!" The taller one then told you in a mean way.
You looked down a bit as you nodded, as you turned around feeling so inferior walking over to your wife.
"You told them right?" She asked you.
"Yes... they are going outside, they're just going to get their shirts." You lied to her not wanting her to know how weak you were.
"Okay, I'll take a shower then." Your wife said as she walked in and closed the wooden opening behind her.
Standing outside the shower you heard the water, and so had the three black men as they were walking towards you.
You felt so weak standing there as they came up to you.
"She in there huh... all nekkid." The taller one said.
"Cou... could..." Just as you nervously tried to ask them to not stand so close to the shower, the heavier one gave you a harsh look which made you look down.
"Is there a way to see inside?" The taller one asked you.
"And you better not lie to us mutha fucker!" The shorter one told you in mean way.
You stood there trembling as you knew about a board that you had loosened, so that you could watch your wife shower without her knowing.
"Th... there's... there's a board that's loose... over there." You stuttered out feeling so intimidated.
"Then pick it the fuck out!" The heavier one told you.
You couldn't believe that you were actually removing the board, giving these three niggers a full view of your beautiful white wife as she was showering.
"Fuck... look at those fucking titties." The shorter one said as the other two were checking out your wife.
"Check out that ass, I bet it's fucking tight." The heavier one said.
You couldn't belive this, these three black men were watching your naked wife, and talking about her right in front of you.
You felt so humiliated as you stood there thinking that a real white man would have done something, but you just stood there feeling weak.
Then as you thought that it couldn't get any worse, the three of them started unbuckling their pants.


Right as they dropped their pants, you saw something that made you feel so inferior.
All three of those negros had such huge black cocks.
You couldn't help but to look at them, the sheer size of their black organs made your own penis shrivel up to a small boy's penis.
As you saw them get even bigger as they stroked them, you now knew why the KKK disliked niggers so much.
You had been to a few rallies where you would play some sports, and afterwards the men would shower.
Before you had thought that you were perhaps a bit smaller than average, but none of the white men could ever compare to these three negro cocks.
Right then images started to flash in your head. Images of your beautiful wife in bed with one of the niggers, fucking her, slamming his big black cock inside of her.
Just then you realized that you had started to cum, as your briefs were getting wet.
You felt so guilty standing there, having cum with thoughts of your wife and one of those black men, but you couldn't get the images out of your mind.
"Honey, could you give me a half glass of milk?" Your wife then said as you snapped out of your thoughts for a bit.
"O... okay." You told her, feeling rather nervous leaving her alone with those black negros.
As you quickly walked to your house to get a glass of milk, you thought about what those big niggers could be doing in there alone with your wife.
Images of those black men walking in on your wife, telling her to lie down and spread her legs made you feel jealous, but at the same time your penis had started to get hard again.
As those thoughts filled your head you stopped moving quickly, instead slowly taking your time getting the milk out of the fridge.
Thoughts of your naked wife being taken from behind, screaming out in pure bliss as one of them fucked her hard, flashed in your head as you poured some milk.
A moment later you thought that you had to get back, your wife was probably wondering where you were.
As you walked over to the barn you took a deep breath as thoughts of seeing your wife on her back with a big black nigger on top of her appeared in your mind.
But as you opened the door you found the black men still standing where they were, which almost made you feel disappointed, but mostly you felt relieved.
"Get the fuck over here with that glass!" The taller then spoke out as he held his huge black cock in his hand.
You walked over with the glass wondering why they wanted it.
"Now hold it steady mutha fucker!" The taller one told you as he grabbed your arm and lowered the glass.
He then started stroking his fat cock over the glass, as he pointed the tip of his cock head in to the glass.
You couldn't believe this as he started cumming, stream after stream of sperm was mixing with the milk.
The sheer amount of cum he spurted was something you had never seen before.
When you came it would only come up in drips rather than then streams of cum you had just seen.
Then the two other negros moved up and started cumming in the glass, and as you watched the glass fill to the top you started getting worried.


You had come in here with a half glass of milk, but now the glass was completely full,
and more than half of it was semen.
As the heavier one squeezed out the last drop of cum in to the glass,
the taller one looked at you in a mean way.
"Now listen up mutha fucker.
You take that glass, and don't even think about spilling any of it, and give it to your wife!"
"And make sure she drinks every last fucking drop of it!"
He then told you which made you feel so humiliated.
"We'll be watching mutha fucka!" The heavier one told you.
You felt so weak and humiliated as you slowly and carefully walked over to the opening to the shower.
"Here... here's your milk honey." You spoke out as your wife opened the doorway as she was still naked.
"Oh... that's a large glass you got." She said reaching over as you handed her the glass.
"Yeah...I thought...that you might need it. We... we have a big day tomorrow."
You said reluctantly trying to get her to drink it all.
As you said that your wife put the glass up to her lip and took a gulp.
Your heart was pumping as you saw her drink the sperm filled milk, knowing that those black men were watching.
"Mm... tastes a bit funny." Your wife said looking at the glass.
"I... I accidently poured a little sugar in to it."
You nervously told her thinking about what that big nigger had told you.
"Oh... well it tastes good, you'll have to accidently to that more often."
Your wife giggled as she held up the glass and she gulped it down.
As you saw her drink all the negro cum, you felt so humiliated, even more so as you saw the taller black man looking at you from the corner, giving you a smug look.
"Mmm... thank you honey."
You wife said as she wiped her mouth and then without notice leaning over and giving you a kiss.
You could taste the difference in her breath and taste, knowing that it was from their negro sperm.
As the two of you the walked back over to the house, you thought about what had happened, your penis started to get hard again.
"Let me just brush my teeth and I'll be in." Your wife said.
"Uhm... honey... can't we, make out a little first?" You said feeling ashamed that you had been turned on by kissing your wife after she had drank all that negro cum.
But you couldn't help it, you got so hard imagining that a big nigger had unloaded his balls right in your wife's mouth, and she swallowing all of his semen.
As the two of your snuggled up in bed, you could feel your wife's cum breath, as she leaned over and kissed you.
And right then, you came in the bed, as your wife noticed her tummy getting a bit wet.
"Oh honey... already..." She sounded a bit dissapointed.
"I'm sorry... you're just so beautiful." You told her.
"It's okay, I'll just go brush my teeth now then." Your wife got up.
From that moment on, you started to think up ways to get your wife alone with one of those negros, hoping...