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Subject: {ASSM} Coon Gets a Job - Parts 1 bb MM humiliation racial interacial
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This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for
entertainment purposes only. It may contain racial slurs and sexual
acts which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended
to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by
its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of
literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find
something else to read for your entertainment.

Coon Gets A Job - Parts 1

I can hardly keep my nigger ass still when I be riding on de bus
downtown to my new job at the Renaissance Club. I be so excited
because it be a great honor for a coon nigger like me to be getting a
job at such a nice place where der b lots of important white men to
serve. Plus my boss at da club sho gave me some super fine clothes to
b wearing. I gots some black pants, a short black jacket, white shirt,
a black bow tie and some shinny new shoes. Da only problem being dat
the pants are super tight and I don't be knowing how I gonna keep my
junk and my high, tight, cotton pickin booty ass from busting loose,
especially since boss told me dat I aint allowed to wear no drawers
with da uniform. After a little while da bus stops across da street
from the da club and a bunch of us coon boys get off da bus and walks
across the street to the club. Everybody be excited and talking
jiggaboo a mile a minute. Darnell walks in the club service entrance
and is greeted by his boss mister uncle tom. "morning uncle tom sir,"
says darnell. Uncle tom responds "Glads to see you showed up on time
boy, i can never tells if a young buck nigger is gonna show up on
time. I need to take you upstairs to meet the mister banker, he da
president of da club, so put your shit away and follows me right
quick"

Uncle tom and i takes the service elevator upstairs and walk down the
hallway towards da private dinning room where mister banker is having
his breakfast. Uncle tom tells me not to be talking jigaboo and to
follow his lead. I say yessum boss tom. We walks in da room and it be
all fancy like with tablecloths, silverware, china and shit like dat.
"Morning mister banker, dis is our new monkey boy darnell dat I tolds
you about." Mister banker looks over at me and i be afraid to looks
him in the eye, and i just mumble "morning mister banker."

He replies, "morning coon boy, we glad to have a young buck like you
serving us here at dat club." I says thank you mister banker, I sho
looking forward to doing a good job at dat club. mister bank tell
uncle tom dat he can leave and so dat he can talk to the "new monkey
boy" by himself. Uncle Tom says sure boss and tells me to do whatever
mister banker says.

When we alone mister bank waves me over to him and he gets up and
walks around me just saying hmmmmm. Finally he says "you are a fine
looking buck mandingo nigger thats for sure. I don't know uncle tom
finds em" He continues, "but I want to make sure that you understand
your role here, and make sure that you understand that white men are
always superior to the nigger and that you are here to obey our every
command." I replied "yessum mister banker, I knows my place, I ain't
no uppity nigger." He says that's good and then he sits down in his
fancy chair and waves me closer and says "Boy I need you to take your
clothes off so that I can get a look at you and see whether you
measure up to our standards here at the club"

"Yessum mister banker," I replies. I thinking I be glad that i be
lifting weights at the Y since I 13, and then I starts to take off my
bow tie, but mister banker tells me to leave that on so I just starts
taking off my jacket, my shirt, shoes, socks, and my pants. Next thing
I know I be standing there as naked as a nigger on the block. I also
glad dat I remembered to shave my coon hole like uncle tom told me to.
Mister banker gets up and walks around me again and he be rubbing
himself through his fancy suit pants. "Boy bend over and grab your
ankles," mister banker says. So I bends over and grab my ankles in the
middle of the room. All of sudden I feels his fat white hands pawing
at my backside and pulling my cheeks apart. Mister banker says "boy I
see uncle tom told you about rules here about always keeping your coon
holes clean and smooth, we don't like to have any stinky, nappy ass
nigras here." I swallow hard while he be shoving his fat fingers in
and out of my coon hole. Den he pull dem out and walks out in front me
and says "boy, clean you coon shit off my fingers." I says "yessum
mister banker," and I wraps my jumbo afro lips around his fingers and
eats them like they be fried chicken.

He asks me how I became such a fine looking mandingo. I tells him that
my mamma says that my great great grandfather was the prime breeding
nigger on the plantation because the massas loved his big round nigger
ass and his big nigger lips. I also tell him dat i be working out at
the YMCA since I 13 and dat the men there showed me how to do
exercises to make my butt b rounder and, and my chest bigger with real
pointy nipples."

At that point Mister banker said he likes dem big nigger nips and
starts twisting on them and I had to try real hard not scream out
cause they be hurting real bad. Den before I know what be happening I
gets pushed down face first in his breakfast plate of grits and den I
hears his zipper being pulled down, he grabs my legs and rips em
apart, yanks my nappy head back and shoves his big white power cock up
my monkey hole like a bolt of white lightening and says "you dirty
little fucking coon boy, I knew you need to be fucked when I saw you
show up here in the private dinning room in those skin tight pants
with your baboon butt almost busting out and your thick coon cock
pasted against your leg." You should be thanking me for doing this,
and I say "yessum massah, thank you for turning me into your nigger
bitch slave." After I says that he start fucking me faster and faster,
so hard i even thoughts the dinning room table was going to bust. He
kept going for what seemed like a coons age. All of sudden he be
shouting "im comming, im comming", and he be shooting gobs of hot
steamy white cum in my coon cunt, so much cum that it be running down
my legs when he yanked his cock out of my nigger hole.

He was quiet for just a minute and then he say, "nigger boy you done
got coon shit on my dick, you need to get down here and clean dis here
dick off right quick." I jumped to my knees and wrapped my puffy negro
lips all overs his dick and cleaned and polished it right up like it
was piece of silver. When I done I lean back on my haunches and looks
up at him and he says "don't just sit there, get down there and put
those lips to work polishing my shoes, don't you see there is some of
my precious white cum dripping on my shoes?" I say "yessum massuh, and
i get all the ways down on the floor and lick and polish his shoes
with my long nigra tongue.

Then he tells me to get my clothes on and to clean up the dirty dishes
and marches out of the room. While I b getting myself cleaned up and
collecting the dishes uncle tom walks in and takes one look at me and
says "I sees that mister banker introduced his self to you", and then
he started laughing. "Nigger you gonna fit in here just right, now get
dem dirty dishes down to the kitchen. They are going to need you
upstairs in the meeting room for a science demonstration." So I runs
downstairs and den head up to the meeting room for wondering what a
science demonstration could b.

I walk insides the room and der be at least 25 white mens sitting in
chairs and der be 2 other negros up at the front of the room on a
stage. Suddenly i sees a white hand coming at me from behind and it
slaps the back of my head and I hear "nigger you don't belong back
here get yourself up on that stage with the other jigaboos."

So I runs up to the front of the room and i see the two other cotton
pickers already on the stage. I don't be recognizing dem at all. Dey
already be stripped naked and be huddled together at one ends of the
stage. I jumps to it and takes my clothes off and runs across the
stage to join the other niggers. Dey tell me dey had been walking on
the street when some white men approaching them asking if they wanted
to be part of a science demonstration, but because they dumb coons
they didn't ask any questions and just got in the van. Now here they
naked in a fancy room in front of a whole mess of white men.

Right then I realize why the colored boys be looking all scared,
standing right off stage is a mean looking white man with a big old
german shepherd. All of sudden I thinking about the dogs that used to
chase us dumb coons when we try to escape the plantation or da ghetto
monkeys who b running from the police. Right then a older white man
wearing a white lab coat approaches the podium and says "gentlemen
welcome to our science lecture today at the Renaissance Club, my name
is professor williams and I am professor of coonology at the local
university. You are very fortunate that you are here to witness some
interesting experiments regarding animal nature that we are going to
perform with these three banjo lip niggers and my german shepherd
named top. Now if everyone would settle down we will begin the show, i
mean the lecture." Then he turned us to coons and says "ok you ghetto
coons, get down on your ashy knees, put hands behind your back, look
up and open those monkey lips as far as you can."

To b continued so lets me know what you think should be happening.

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