Whitey

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Louise wrapped her arm in her boyfriends, smiling up at him as they walked. It was dark, and they were abit lost, but she didn't much mind. She had him. Her dark red hair tumbled ove rher shoulders and down her back, brillaint against her white blouse. Her green eyes were alight, her slender body moved and swayed liek a woman who knew she was seductive, knew that men wante d her.

Her bboyfriend,m on teh othe rhand, was stiff, macho. He was the typical blonde brawny tough guy. He walked the streets like he woned them,s taring down thsoe smaller than him, giving the eye to everyone else. SH ebnever noticed, she worshipped him.

They had meant to meet someone, someone who didn't shoew up, and now they were looking for aphone.

Louise pointed out abar, excited, and Danny pretended that he had been teh one to see it, ignoring her. She didn't notice.

"Look, Lou, there should be a phone here." Pushing the door open his eyes suddenly narrowed. The door shut behind him and Louise looked around in suprise, hugging his arm a bit tighter.

"Oh fucking Hell no." His voice was angry, hateful, "A nigger bar."

All around them were black men and women, Louise wasn't sure she saw a single caucasion in the entire place.
 
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Dante had had a pretty rough day. He was glad to be back in his favorite bar, drinking a beer as he listened to band play up on stage. A good old fashioned jazz quartet, belting out a tune that the white man hadn't managed to steal and turn into a fucking pop hit yet.

Dante had been an active member of the Black Panthers for several years now, working with chapters all over the country to oppose the white fascist regime that had killed Malcolm X and MLK. He'd always felt the yolk of the white man's oppression of his people, but now there was only an organization with strong enough ties to the black community to make a difference.

Dante had been out all day, trying to talk to other people, recruit more soldiers for the growing revolution. Dante had been harassed by the cops, had a couple of faggot white yuppie type try to scare him out of their neighborhoods and had just had to put up with a lot of the white man's shit in general.

So it came as no surprise that he was the first one on his feet when a whitey walked into his bar and uttered nigger. "The fuck you say cracker?!" He yelled as he moved to block the doorway. "You gonna come in here and say some shit like that you're gonna pay honkey..." He muttered as he broke his beer bottle against the frame of the door, holding it up menacingly.
 
Louise gave a cry of suprise as the men sall stood up, the sound of the bottle shattering giving her near heart failure. SHe felt her boyfriend push her aside, ready to take on teh world - and an entire abr of angry balck men.

Louise didn't have lot of emperiance with african americans -a nd could only go of fof the stereo types she had been taught. They were dirty, angry, and vicious. None of them were any good, usually out of work, and hated white people as muchas white people hated them.

SHe watched Danny stand taller and she pushed herself back against the bar, abviously quite a bit less certain than the young man she had entered with.

"C ome on, Danny, jsut sya you're sorry and he'll let us leave."
 
Dante glanced over at the woman as she spoke. She was pretty fine for a non colored girl, and Dante had always enjoyed fucking white bitches, sticking it to the whitey quite literally. Some called him a sell out for that, but he had his fair share of sisters too. Dante was a man who loved to fuck. But now really wasn't the time to be thinking about that.

"I ain't gonna apologize to no fucking monkeys, Louise, now get the fuck out of my way before you get fuc..." The cracker tried to say but didn't get a chance as Dante lunged forward and caught him in the side with the bottle, cutting him deeply but making Dante lose his grip on the bottle. "Fuck you!" Dante yelled as he leveled a haymaker at the white boy who ducked out of the way.

Others tried to join the fight, but Dante and whitey were fighting too wildly, tearing the bar up as they punched, clawed, bit and wrestled each other, shouting racial slurs the whole time. One of the women at the bar slid up next to Louise and gave her a rough shove. "Looks like your boyfriend is about to get fucked up!"
 
Louise cave a cry as she saw Danny get cut and she started to move forward. She was thrown off my how fast the men moved though, and jostled by a few other men. She knew there was mothing she could do either to pull theothers away from Danny, or pull him away from them. INstead she pushed herself back ahreder against the bar.

When she was pushed her bright green eyes turned on teh wman who was talking to her.

She was obviously far more afraid thatn Danny - maybe not a racist but jsut as irritatingly sheltered and mislead.

"Please, we jsut wanted to use the phone. I didnt' knwo that youw ere all balck I didn't even know he'd - " SHe was cut off as someone hit the bar clsoe to her and she gave a yelp, cringing. SHe tried to move towards the door, to grab Danny, but neither really worked.

She cried out for her boyfriend, "Danny! Danny please! Don't hurt Danny!"
 
Dante heard the white woman cry out as two people grabbed the cracker, Danny, from behind and held him still. "I ain't going to hurt your peckerwood bitch, I'm going to kill the fucking nazi!" With that he stepped up, bringing his knee up hard into the white boy's belly, causing him to gasp out in pain and surprise. "Fuck... fuck you coon." He managed to get out as Dante punched him in the stomach hard enough to knock any air out of him.

Dante was reaching down to his belt to grab a switch blade when a hand on his wrist brought him up short. It was Jimmy 'Slimwater' Nelson, the man who owned the joint. "Ain't gonna be no killin' up here. You let him know he's been in a fight, but ain't no one gonna die tonight." Dante growled, but Jimmy was right, would be a whole lot of trouble if a white boy got killed in this neighborhood. He let the knife fall to the floor and smashed Uncle Crack right in the nose, breaking it immediately. "Get him the fuck out of here..." Dante said as he walked back towards the bar while the other two roughly threw Danny onto the street.

Dante saw the white cunt, Louise, moving towards the door and he stepped in front of her. "Ah hell no bitch, he goes, you stay."
 
Louise watched Danny get the crap beat out of him, tears wellign in ehr eyes, and as she saw the knife she gave out a cry,s tarting to move forward again. There wasn't any need though, she saw the other black man stop the one that had so viciously abused Danny. As the drug Danny to teh door she started to move forward and, confronted with the thick chest of the black man that had been so quick to stand up agains her boyfriend she froze.

She looked up from teh chest to the the man's face as he spoke, and she backed away a little, stumbling.

"But- I didn't do anything wrong, I just . . . I didn't say anything agianst you. Just let me go home." Her red hair fell around her shoulders and into her face as she spoke, trying to move around the man, the door in sight, then gone again.

The tears welled in her eyes once mroe and she moved the other direction, insistant upon leaving.

"He'll need me to get home."
 
Dante smiled down evilly as he watched this little white bitch cower in front of him. Why wouldn't she after all? He was a sexual virile black man, and all white women knew that all white men wanted to do was rape white women. Fucking little racist bitch. Didn't even fucking matter than he was horny as hell right now, she deserved to get fucked just for being such a bigot. He listened to her protest and laughed at her. "Yeah you didn't say shit, but we all saw the way you tensed up when you walked in, you were thinking what he said you little cooze. Way I see it you owe all of us here for what he did anyhow, since he can't pay us back." He smiled as she trembled.

"He'll get home fine on his own anyhow, long as he keeps his crack ass mouth shut long enough to get out of his neighborhood alive." He laughed as he wrapped his large arm around Lousie's waist, pulling her close to him. He could feel the fear in her body and saw the disapproving stares of a couple of the black ladies as he did so. "Now let's me and you have a nice drink together..." He said, the other guys around him chuckling as he forced her over towards the bar.
 
"No!" Louise tensed as she felt his arm wrap around her waist, strong and tick. She knew there was no way for her to overpower him, and there were so many other men here th at if she broke away from him someone else would stop her.

"I - I would never think what he said. Its jsut that . . that I've been told . . " She swallowed hard, squirming in his grip, felling the disapproving eyes of the women on her. Maybe one of them would help. He looked at them pleadingly and got nothing.

"I've been told that black men are mean . . that they . . that they hate - te us . . white people I mean and . ." SHe was stuttering, rambling. SHe pushed against the ba, trying to use it to get enough strength to get away from him. "I was scared, that's all."

She soudned like she might start crying at any moment, or screaming - or both. She pulled at his arm, trying to free herself again.

"I'm not racist!"
 
"What you heard ain't too far from the truth. Hard not to hate a fucking race that enslaves your people, then sets you free and segregates you from the rest. And we're the mean ones? Your boy comes into our bar, ruins our good time by calling us all niggers? And we're the mean ones?" He leaned in real close as his body pressed against her. "I'll tell you one thing that's true," he whispered, "We're all sick fucks who want nothing better than to fuck all you white women till you get that jungle fever.." He laughed as he raised his lips back from her ear.

"Don't look over there, they're not going to help you, everyone in here knows your as racist as a klansman..." He said, pushing her roughly against the bar, his body pressed against hers. He grabbed a beer from off the bar and began chugging it while watching her get more and more scared.
 
Tears began to creep from ehr eyes, and she tried harder to pull away. As his lips touched her hear she tensed more and shuddered, almsot paralyzed.

When he pulled his lips away, his words and breath lingering on her flesh, she gave a small sob. His body held her painfully agianst the bar, and she looke dup to watch him chug the beer.

"But I'm not! I'm not, I swear!" Her hands were small against his chest, pushing, gripping his shirt. SHe squirmed, succeeding only in making the bar dig deeper into her back. She'd be bruise din the morning jsut from trying to struggle free from him.

In a small burst of courage she reached up and grabbed his beer, throwing it across the bar as she tried ot pull away, making sure she had his attention.

"I'm not some fuckign racist whore! I jsut want to go home, I'm jsut scared!"
 
Dante was laughing cruelly as she tried to squirm away from him, only accomplishing to make her clothes ride up in inappropriate places and cause her breathing to become very heavy. Dante could feel his cock hardening as she struggled, getting off on how scared this little white bitch was of him. He could tell some of the people in the bar were getting a bit uncomfortable with what was going on. Women were always against this kind of shit, even if it was against a white devil.

He snarled as she tossed his beer across the room, causing a couple of people to gasp. "You should be scared... you're surrounded by a bunch of unruly jungle monkeys right?! That's the type of shit you white bitches think about us isn't it?! Fucking facist imperialist cunt." He raised his hand like he was going to hit her and a couple of the women in the bar made protesting noises. "Fine... fine whatever you want to go? Get your skinny white ass out of this bar..." He said, easing off her, fully intending to follow her out when she left.
 
Louise cringed and flinched, crying out when she thought he would hit her. When he stepped back and released her she wasted no time in running from the bar. Tears rolled down her face and she sobbed as she burst through the door.]Out on the street it had grown dark and it took her amoment to get her senses strait.

She ran down the street the way she had come, hoping only th at her heel didn't break and that he wouldn't decide to follow her. Her heart raced and she couldn't foirce herself to stop crying, imaigning that all of the balck men on teh street were staring at her.

And indeed, many of them were.
 
Dante watched her run from the bar, tears streaming down her cheeks. He was sure she hadn't expected her night to turn out the way it had, and he wasn't even done with her yet. He got another beer and downed it quickly, standing and dropping some money to pay for his drinks. "Hey Dante, where the hell are you going?" One of the women in the bar said as he headed towards the door. "You're gonna do something that's going to get us all in trouble aren't you?" She said angrily. "Fucking a scared white chick doesn't make you more of a man." Dante didn't say anything as he walked out of the bar.

Dante walked for about a block before he found her again, it wasn't terribly difficult as she was the only white women for blocks. He sped up, getting close behind her. "So it looks like the grand wizard of the KKK just ran off and left you here all alone eh bitch?"
 
Louise gave a cry of suprise and spun as she heard the black man's voice. SHe almost fell, her ankle twisting some.

"I - you told me I could leave. Please . . " SHe was sure he was ging to hurt her, maybe even rape her now. SHe backed away from him, her eyes darting to either side of the road as she tried to cover herself with her arms, tried to protect herself.

"I didn't do anything to offend you, I jsut got scared. I didn't say anythin, I dont' approve of what Danny said . . ro what he did I jsut-wanna-go-home." SHe was sobbing before the words were all out.

"Lemme go home."
 
Dante laughed again as she fell. After the day he had had with the cops, and frat cocksuckers and now th Neo-Nazi Danny, it was nice to see a white girl on her ass, scared of him. It made him feel powerful, and that combined with the amount of alcohol he'd drank earlier had him giddy and aroused. This bitch wasn't leaving till Dante took a little taste of that red headed pussy.

"You're right. I said you could leave. I was being a total dick, just trying to scare you cause you're a fucking white whore with a racist boyfriend. But that wasn't very nice of me. You're scared, so I let you leave the bar. Now I'm going to do you another favor bitch. I'm going to let you see what a real man is like." With that he grabbed her hair, pulling her to her feet and hauling her into the closet alley. Everyone else looked away, and minded their own business as the white girl was dragged away crying.
 
Louise screamed when he first grabbe dher, sobbing and trying hard to pull away. Struggling. She wanted someone to help but it was obvious no one would step forward as she was dragged away.

"No! Please, stop!"

As she tried to pull away on eof her high heels broke and she sobbed, fallign agianst him. SHe looked up at him, her hair falling around her face in a mess already.

"You don't really want to do this, please!"

Louise was beginnign ot realize jsut how afraid she was, and how serious he was about fucking her. SHe shook her head as she fell to the ground again, looking up at him. In the darkness he seemed even bigger.
 
"Bitch shut up. I just told you I was doing you a huge favor here, and now you're complaining. White people you have no fucking gratitude I'll tell you what." He tossed her onto the ground in the alley, quickly wrestling his belt loose.

"Oh trust me, I do want to do this. I want you to know what it is that really makes us better than you crackers. I don't have to go around muttering nigger just because I'm jealous that my cock isn't big enough to satisfy a bitch." He was just talking now, the alcohol carrying his words as he picked her back up off the ground, his large black cock coming out from his unzipped pants.

She was shivering, terrified as Dante pressed her against the cold wall of the alley, the darkness concealing the evil he was about to commit as his fingers slipped under her skirt, rubbing at her trembling flesh.
 
Louise cried out as she was thrown on teh ground,s tarting to crawl away, but he had ahold of her again in no time, dragging her to her feet and pressing ehr against teh wall.

She was suprised at thos big his cock was, when she got a glance of it, and how dark. She felt tears srping more desperately to ehr eyes, but she was most suprsied that she was arroused when he touched her. She cried out, sobbed bucking agiasnt his fingers, and succeeding only in pushing them ahrder agaisnt her clit through her balck panties.

She shook her head, trying to pull away.

"Please!" She looked down at his cock againa and gave small sob that was something other than fear.,

"Please, that's - that's way too big! Ive never had a cock that big, it'll hurt!"
 
Dante could feel her pussy getting wetter as he rubbed at her. Not surprising, deep down every white woman wanted a man to take control and just use her, and every white woman wanted that person to be a black male. Fucking racist bitch... He was angry, not necessarily at her, but at her people, and she'd be a good enough scapegoat.

"Probably is a bit too big for you, but that's too bad baby, I'm doing you a favor here, we all know you want this bad. Way else would you have come into that bar unless you wanted a little chocolate?" He pushed her panties aside and his fingers invaded her, probing her as he pressed her harder against the bricks, her face being roughly smushed against it.
 
Luoise cried out, sobbing as she was pushed harder intot he wall, his fingers sinking into her pussy.

"Please!" She squirmed and tried to pull away but pushed herself harder onto his fingers instead. She felt them slide in easy, adnd her pussy seemed to want the thick fingers, pulling at them, sucking them in. Her tears spilled over and she pressed at the wall, trying to push back.

"-stop, please! I don't want this, I don't want your cock . . or your fingers." She knew her body told the truth her her mouth lies, but her own mind was split in two. " ididn't know that I was going into - into a balck bar, please . . . please don't do this to me!"
 
Dante was getting a little tired of her crying. He thought about just whacking her over the head, doing what he needed and leaving her in the alley to let whatever would happen happen. But that wouldn't really be satisfying. He wanted this white bitch calling out as he took her, wanted her to know what was happening to her.

"Maybe you ought to just shut the fuck up?" He said as he pressed his fingers in and out of her. "No one around here is gonna help a little white bitch, especially not one who hangs out with a klansman. You hate black people eh? Didn't know you were walking into a black bar eh? You'd have avoided us if you could right? Well a little hard to avoid me now isn't it bitch?" He whispered into her ear as the large engorged head of his massive cock pressed against her from behind.
 
Luoise choke don one of her sobs, falling quiet for a moment as he told her to shut up. She tried not to enjoy his fingers in her cunt, but it wa shard. She hadn't been fucke din a while, not even by Danny, and it felt so fgood to have his thik fingers invading her.

On the other hand, she was frightened of the massive cock thet ws pushign aignst her backa nd she tried to pull away from it, only pushing herself harder into the wall.

She cried out only one thing to all the horrible things he mocke dher with, tears still rolling down her face.

"I don't hate you! I don't think you're a nigger! I just wanna go home!"

Spome par tof her told her that the last part was less and less true, and she knew he had to be sensing it too. Her cunt was dripping around his fingers, her breath quick and heated even as she cried.]

"Please jsut don't hurt me!"
 
Dante's eyes flashed with anger as she said that word and he slapped her hard across the back of the head. "Don't even think of using that word again bitch. That's the word of oppression, the word you fucking people try to use to keep us down. I'm going to have some fucking pleasure with this now you racist cunt..."

And with that he rammed himself deep inside her, all eleven inches spreading her open, almost to the point of pain as he impaled her, her wet pussy gripping his ebony cock immediately, milking him for more without her knowledge. He heard her gasp and felt her slump against the wall as he filled her, his dick completely filling her.

"And...." he grunted as he began sliding himself in and out of her, loving how tight she felt, "I already told you, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm going to give you the best fuck you've ever had you little cracker whore."
 
Louise cried out as pain shot thorugh the back of her head. She had begun to sob again when she felt his cock thrust deep indie of her, causing her to gasp. SHe was suprised to find that her body instantly reacted, grabbing at him, pulling him deeper into him. She slumped agianst the cold wall, silently crying now, the only sound small sounds of tormented pleasure as he thrust and pulled back.

Her her hands pressed against the wall, and she tried not to admit to herself that his cock felt good - no - great spreading her open. That she wanted it, now that it was inside of her.

"I-I'm sorry. I was only . .trying to make a point." Her voice trembled, and now her words were broken by his thrusts rather than sobs. She e ven began to moan, her fingers curling. SHe began to become aware of the chill that was sinking through her blouse and bra intoe her breasts. SHe became aware of her hard nipplkes, and how much she was slowly beginnign to not care about Danny, not worry about him.

SHe was becoming more and more aware of the cock throbbing inside of her, and the way it made her feel like she was on fire.
 
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