Before the Civil War

Fbailey story number 316


Before the Civil War


NOTE: The American Civil War (1861–1865) was a civil war between the United States of America (the “Union”) and the Southern slave states of the newly formed Confederate States of America under Jefferson Davis. The presidential election of 1860 resulted in seven Southern states declaring their secession from the Union even before Lincoln took office. The Union rejected secession, regarding it as rebellion.

REMEMBER: This is just a dirty sex story and is not meant to degrade Blacks, Whites, American Indians, or even the Chinese. Take it at face value and remember that in that time period an apology like this would have never even been considered.

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I was born in 1845 in Maryland not too far from the Virginia state line. My father was a schoolteacher and he didn’t believe in slavery. However, not too awfully far away lived my Uncle George in Virginia. He believed in slavery and he owned several field hands and a couple of girls that help his wife out in the house.

In 1860 there was a lot of unrest and talk about secession. At fifteen I knew what was going on and I also knew that I would be smack dab in the middle of it shortly.

I had spent the previous summer helping out my Uncle George on his tobacco plantation with his crops so when he invited me back again I jumped at the offer.

Uncle George had three children and Constance or Connie as everyone called her was the oldest at fourteen years old, George Junior was twelve years old, and little Mary was eight years old.

My father let me out of school early so that I could get down to my Uncle’s before he got started on the planting. My father allowed several other boys to do the same thing for their fathers and relatives. The last few weeks of school were mostly for the girls, I guess.

I made the trip in just two days and had spent the night lying out under the stars. Whenever I ran into someone along the way they always stopped to say hello and offered to trade something that they had for something that I had.

When I turned into the plantation George Junior came running to meet me. He was excited to see me. After all it had been a whole year since we had seen one another. He hadn’t changed too much but apparently I had. I had grown and put on some weight.

When we entered the house I spotted Connie right away. She was beautiful and she too had grown over the past year. At fourteen she had nice sized breasts, a tiny waist, and she was wearing a big gown with petticoats instead of a shift like she had worn the year before. She looked so grown up and lady like. As she ran to me, I could see her breasts swell as her breathing picked up. She ran into my arms and crushed her breasts into me as she hugged me tightly to her. Then she kissed me on the lips. It was my very first kiss and it was with my cousin too.

Little Mary found me and jumped into my arms. Then my Aunt Grace came to me and gave me a big hug but that time I got a kiss on the cheek. George took my backpack to his bedroom and told me that I would be sleeping with him. Aunt Grace took me into the dinning room and had me sit down while she got me something to eat and drink. Connie sat with me. Soon a pretty slave girl came out of the kitchen holding a glass of milk and a plate of food. There was a big chunk of beef, a chunk of cheese, and the end of a loaf of bread with butter. There was plenty of nice cold water to wash it all down with.

The slave girl turned out to be Ruth a very pretty fourteen-year-old with light brown skin. She obviously had some white in her somewhere. She stood right behind Connie as I ate. All she had on was a thin white shift that I could almost see through. She had marks on her wrists and on her ankles from manacles. I never thought much about a slave being human. After all you could buy and sell them like a horse or a cow and they even came with ownership papers.

I wondered about the talk of secession and the possibility of Lincoln becoming President. I knew where my father stood on the subject and I also knew where my Uncle stood too. How could two brothers have such vast differences over the same issue?

After my late lunch Aunt Grace sent me up to my room to rest.