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The Teacher's Next Lesson - Chapter 2
by
Arc Light
As I sat behind my hard wooden desk I wondered if
my nightmare had just ended or.......just began. As I recalled
the day's events my pussy quivered as my feminine dew
coated the back of my skirt. The sun was starting to drop on
this warm Autumn day.
My mind recalled the moment when his large black
cock filled my mouth... "Oh God," I thought. How can I be
thinking of this fourteen year old kid when I should be heading
home to my husband and our perfect little life. The seconds
ticked on. "I should leave....I should leave....but......."
"I must tell him that I will report him if he shows up..I
must remove him from thoughts." However as my mind
reasoned what I should do I heard the knob start to turn. My
heart started racing. My mind suddenly went blank and I felt
the slickness between my thighs as I pulled my legs together.
Jerome casually walked to the front of the desk. I
could not look up..... I continued to stare at the desk; I could
not look Jerome in the face. I felt myself start shivering...but
my sex was still leaking it's sticky creme.
"It's time to go, but first I want your bra. Your tits are
so small you shouldn't even need it. No one will notice...will
they?" his comments cut.
I hesitated...I couldn't start shivering but I couldn't
answer the fourteen year old standing before me.
"Mrs. Jones. You are starting off on the wrong foot
again. When I tell you to do something ........YOU DO IT.
You do not ignore me.. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ?" came the stern
question.
I didn't want to answer. How could I answer. A thirty
five year old teacher; married. The department head of the Jr.
High School. I wish I had been stronger, but I have not ever
been very strong. I haven't been able to stand up to anyone
with authority...even a fourteen year old black student.
I had not looked up but I could tell Jerome was
becoming impatient by the way he was shifting his weight back
and forth in front of my desk. I tried to look up and plead with
him to leave me alone.....
I couldn't face the boy who had fingered me to climax
only three hours previously. I could not face the boy (man?)
who forced me to suck his long black cock and squeeze his
balls until he shot his scalding hot cum down my throat. I could
not face the black boy who forced me to give him my panties
and he had so dominated me during lunch hour.
He started to speak again but I had already reached for
the buttons on my blouse. My blue blazer was already
unbuttoned and I found the buttons easily. My fingers trembled
as I tried to dislodge the buttons. I still could not look up. At
long last the blouse was unbuttoned. It was still tucked into my
skirt.
"Pull the blouse apart.... I want to see your little titties.
I want to see the little nubs of your nipples. They felt real hard
when I was playing with them this afternoon," Jerome casually
ordered.
Trembling, I pulled the sides of the blouse apart. I still
could not face my tormentor. I looked down and saw the small
goosebumps cover my breasts. My nipples hardened....and my pussy
continued to flow. I was afraid that the woman creme would stain
my skirt.
"Take your bra off. You won't need it any more
tonight. I already have a plan; for you, Jim and I ."
The mention of my husband's name caught me off
guard. It was the first mention of my husband; how did this
boy know of him. I felt a twinge of guilt as I sat half naked
before this black boy who wanted me to give him my bra.
I finally looked up..."Jim must never know about today.
Promise me you won't tell him...Please," I begged.
"The Bra...NOW," was his only response.
I was unsteady as I unhooked the front clasp. I then
pulled the straps through the sleeves of my blouse. My eyes
were downcast as I held my most intimate undergarment to the
smiling black boy.
"Come with me. You need a new wardrobe. Tonight
you are going to be my date..."
I slowly got up and followed the arrogant teenager to
the door. I carefully rebuttoned my blouse. Quietly I followed
the teenage boy down the long hallway. We exited the school
building and I meekly followed behind the black stud. When
we arrived at my station wagon he slid in the passenger side
and patiently waited until I slid behind the wheel.
"Downtown," was the short order.
Uncertain of the black teenager's attention I slowly
followed his directions. I was very apprehensive about the
destination of our journey but.......
When we reached the downtown he had me pull into
the parking lot of Victoria's Secret. My heart froze...I had
never bought anything from this chain.....I had never even
ventured in.
When we entered the young sales clerk sort of
snickered. She came up to us; a thirty five year old math
teacher and a young muscular black student. "The more
conservative section of the store is over this way Ma'am," she
softly smiled.
"My woman don't need any more conservative
clothing. She has all the conservative clothing she needs for the
rest of her life. My woman needs something that will make my
dick hard," Jerome countered.
I stood mortified with my eyes downcast as the smile
evaporated from the young saleslady. It took her several
moments for her to regain her composure before she softly
spoke, "Please come this way. I believe there is something that
may be of interest you in this department."
When we came to the leather goods department I
looked around red faced. Jerome, my fourteen year black
student, casually walked around the displays. Picking up what
he thought was my size he held out his large black hands. "Try
these on. I'll tell you if they fit the agenda," he arrogantly
stated.
Shamefaced I took the offered garments and hurried to
the dressing room. Once in the privacy of the room I tried to
regain my composure as I leaned against the dressing room
door. After several minutes I heard his large fist beat on the
door wanting me to appear.
I finally looked down at the clothing that Jerome had
picked out. My heart again fluttered, and my mind raced. I
slowly unbuttoned my blouse once more; and slid my navy blue
skirt to the floor. Once I had put on the selected items I quietly
opened the door and stepped out. I watched Jerome's
reaction and was pleased by his broad smile. I felt good about
the reaction and lifted my face to see the sales clerk who had a
cocky smirk on her face. She knew, like I, that the clothing
selected could only mean one thing. My nipples hardened and
I felt my swishy lower lips again produce their feminine dew.
The tight leather pushed against my sensitive clit. "Yes...........I
had passed my Master's inspection...and I would receive my
reward," I thought.
The sales clerk turned to the cock black teenager and
asked if everything was satisfactory.
Jerome, his white teeth gleaming simply stated, "Yes
my mousy little teacher caused my black bone to get real, real
hard. Mrs. Jones, you best go pay for your new purchases...."
I was glad to return to the dressing room and place my new purchases in the
appropriate bags. As I slipped the nylons over my legs I noticed the stains
at the top of the hose but the far more noticeable stain was that on my navy
blue skirt. Jerome's sticky cum had coated not only the front but the back
of the skirt. I tried to scrape the crusty discharge off but it wouldn't
come off. As I slipped my cum coated white blouse on I felt nasty when it
rubbed against my bare nipples. Jerome had retained not only my panties but
my half bra and it made me feel more naked that if I had nothing on. Pulling
on my flats I reached for the door handle.
Jerome was impatient to go so I hurried behind him out the door with my many
purchases in my overloaded arms.
When we reached the car he immediately wanted to
drive to my house. I quickly checked my watch. Jim, my husband would be
home within the next hour. "Please couldn't I drop you somewhere," I meekly
pleaded.
I felt his warm hand rest on my right knee. It then started sliding towards
my upper thigh. "Please.....I'm trying to drive. I'm afraid that..that...."
The warm hand continued it's journey. Upward....upward until it reached the
top of my nylons. I nearly passed out when the hand reached my bare skin
above my nylons. The fingers played with the garter clasp and occasionally
ventured towards my leaking pussy folds. My cum coated skirt was nearly
bunched around my hips. My mind tried to focus on the fast moving traffic
when I felt the warm hand retreat. I allowed my mind one moment of
relief.....and then I felt the long strong fingers clasp the top button on my
blouse.
"Please....Not while I'm driving. Everyone will see," I pleaded.
"Exactly...I like to show off my woman," stated the arrogant black teenager.
My eyes burned ahead as the car sped on it's journey. I dared not look at
the traffic on either side of me in the four lanes of traffic. After what
seemed an eternity the blouse was completely unbuttoned. I was nearly lifted
off the seat as Jerome pulled the tail of the shirt from my skirt. When the
tail was completely pulled out he carefully separated the two sides of the
tight blouse. My small but firm breasts were then available for the world to
see. As we sped down the freeway I glanced down to see my hardened red
tipped nipples totally exposed and my blue skirt bunched up to my waist. I
could have died from humiliation and dread but thankfully my exit was at
hand.
I was glad the sun had set as I drove the last several blocks to Mr. and
Mrs. Jim Jones upper middle class home in the suburbs. My one piece of good
fortune was that there were no neighbors visible in the deserted streets. My
disheveled appearance coupled with a black teen age boy at my side would have
caused many of my nosy neighbors to take note.
The car was quickly parked in the garage and the door hurriedly closed. I
then turned to Jerome, "My husband Jim will be home within the next fifteen
minutes. Please have mercy and leave. I'm afraid that......" I sobbed on,
not knowing what to say.
"I am glad that your husband will be home shortly. There is something that
he and I will have to discuss. From now on I will be the only one fucking
you. He will have to come to grips with his new status," he arrogantly
stated.
I felt a twinge of fear. "How could my thirty five year old husband accept
such a brash statement from a fourteen year old black youth ?" my mind
questioned.
When we entered my martial home he brushed me aside and flopped down on our
large leather sectional. "Bring me a drink...A Strong Drink !!" he ordered.
I was mentally and physically exhausted. My body made him and I two double
scotches and I reached out with his drink. As my arm extended he grabbed
my wrist and pulled me to his side on the huge leather sectional. "Enjoy
your drink with me. Your husband will be home shortly and we'll resolve who
your fuck partner will be from now on," Jerome continued.
He placed his right arm around my shoulder and his hand rested on my right
breast. He casually teased my sensitive nipple and was enjoying my
trepidation.
I was the first to recognize the sound of the garage door opener. I
visualized each of my husband's steps as he approached the kitchen door
located directly next to our three car garage. The kitchen door opened;
footsteps crossed the kitchen floor and then as I meekly looked up saw my
husband's face as he first gazed on my black lover and me sitting on the
leather sectional. I will never forget his stunned face as he focused on the
black hand teasing my hardened nipple; my blouse completely open and laid
back; my cum coated navy skirt.......and the shocked look on my face.
The next instance I recognized the anger envelop his five foot seven inch
165 pound frame. He was momentarily speechless as his mind digested the
scene in front of him.
"What in the Sam Hell is going on here Mary ?" he nearly screamed.
"This is Jerome Washington, Jim. He is one of my students," I meekly
blurted out. As the words left my mouth I realized how completely stupid it
must have sounded.
"Black Boy You Had Better Unhand My WIFE or you are in for the beating of
your life," screamed my now irrational husband.
Jerome merely shifted his hand and cupped my overheated breast. He played
with it as if it was a bowl of jello. He then bent his head and licked the
side of my face with his long coarse tongue.
Turning to Jim he sneered up at my irate husband. "From now on I will be
the black bastard fucking your wife. If you want to play macho man you best
be doing it now, asshole..."
During the short sequence Jim had taken inventory of the muscular black
youth. Although Jim was nearly three times his age he was not nearly as strong;
tall; or big. If there was to be a fight it would be short, quick and over,
with my husband laying in a bloody heap.
Jim's mannerism immediately softened. Anger is one thing....Reality is
quite another. "I want you to leave..Now !" was Jim's next more milder
approach.
"Get yourself a drink. You can Watch," Jerome haughtily replied.
Jim moved one step closer until he saw Jerome flinch his hardened body. He
then backed up to the wet bar next to the kitchen. He turned, and made a
strong triple scotch before returning to the living room. He meekly sat down
in an easy chair to the far side of the leather sectional.
When Jim turned Jerome lowered his face to mine and gently probed by
trembling lips with his tongue. Unable to comprehend the events of the last
several minutes my lips parted and the long wet tongue was dueling with mine.
His tongue explored my warm and wet oral cavity and I tried to keep up with
it's delicate probing.
Jerome had placed his empty glass on the cushion next to where he was seated
and his left hand returned to my left knee. I pulled back when I felt the
warm hand make it's first contact. I had pulled my skirt down to my knees
when I had first sit down but the black hand found the hem and was slowly
raising it as the hand snaked it's way up my thigh. "Please don't," I
moaned.
My soft rebuke had no effect as I felt the hand slide further and further up
my nylon covered leg. I felt the skirt start to rise but was helpless to do
anything to prevent the exposure of my upper thigh. Jerome's right hand was
still rubbing the underside of my right breast and his insistent tongue was
still causing me great consternation.
I finally pulled my lips away and with both my hands pulled his hand away
from my upper thigh. Fearfully I looked towards my husband. His eyes were
wide and his mouth hung half open.
Jerome then turned and looked at Jim also.
"Well Jim Boy I guess you and I have to decide who's going to fuck this
little tramp aren't we ?" Jerome mockingly questioned.
My husbands mind must have went blank. He didn't say anything....his stare
was vacant........and his manhood stood at attention in his dress trousers.
"I'm going to fuck Mrs. Jones now, Jim. If you are going to be an asshole
I'll ask you to leave. If you behave yourself you may stay...." Jerome
continued.
I sat shocked, next to the fourteen year old black youth who had just made
the most incredulous statement that I ever heard. I sat begging with my
heart that my husband would stand up for me...for our marriage...for his self
respect.
Jim finally regained some degree of consciousness. "I want you to leave my
home..." he finally muttered.
Jerome turned to me and softly commanded, "My drink needs a refill. Be
quick about it..."
Uncomprehending this totally dreadful play unfolding in front of my husband
and me I heavily lifted myself up and walked to the wet bar. As I passed my
husband, Jim, I looked down at his manhood standing rigidly at attention. It
was the first sustained erection he had had in the last five months. I
refilled both Jerome's glass and mine and demurely walked back to the
arrogant black youth.
"I'm going to fuck Mary. If you don't want to watch you can leave. If you
want to stay and watch a Black Man fuck your wife you best not try to
interfere. You Got ME...Jimmy ?" he stated.
Jimmy, his head down, meekly pleaded with Jerome, "I can't let you fuck my
wife. I will call the police.."
I was standing timidly in front of Jerome.
"Mary tell your husband what you did this afternoon during your lunch hour
?" Jerome commanded.
I felt my face and body blush. "Please, Jerome, Don't make me .... please
don't make me..."
Jim had a puzzled look on his drawn face.
Jerome rose from his seated position and placed his large frame directly
behind me. I felt him grasp the shoulders of my blouse and gently slide them
down my arms. His strong arms then encased my shivering body and his fingers
slid down my sides. I felt his finger momentarily fumble with the clasp on
my skirt. The relief was only seconds in length as he finally achieved his
goal and I felt my skirt fall to my ankles. I had already discarded the flat
shoes so I stood before my husband completely naked except for a thin garter
belt and hose.
"Look at your husband and tell him what you did to me in your classroom
during lunch hour," Jerome again commanded.
I looked up but had a difficult time looking into my husband's devastated
eyes. "I got on my knees and I sucked Jerome's cock to orgasm," I sobbingly
reported.
"That's right JIMBO... Your little meek wife dropped to her knees in front
of me and sucked my black cock. When I was close she squeezed my nuts so
that I could deposit all my nasty nigger cum in her sweet little mouth...
Whatcha think of that JIMBO ?" Jerome mocked.
Looking at my husband I could tell he was completely shattered. He tried to
speak but no words came forth.
"Tell JimBo what you gave to me as a gift right before the assistant
Principal opened your locked door Mrs. Jones," the mocking voice continued.
As I looked up at my shattered husband I felt sharp spark flow throughout my
tight body. "Jim, I gave Jerome my panties. He made me take my panties off
and give them to him. I barely had time to hand him my panties before the
assistant Principal had put his key in my door," I simply stated. I could
feel my pussy continue to lubricate. My confession was starting to light my
fire... to bring that pleasant and long lasting glow back to my deprived
cunt.
"How about after school Mrs. Jones. What gift did you convey to me then ?"
Jerome continued.
Jerome's use of Mrs. before my name was used to deflate my already shattered
ego. But it also achieved another purpose. My sloppy pussy was lubricating
for the inevitable fucking that was in store for this prim and proper school
marm.
"Jim, after school Jerome came to my room. He made me give him my bra.
When we got to my car he made me unbutton my blouse so that everyone on the
freeway could see my bare titties...Jim He Made Me Do All Those Nasty
Things," I sobbed.
As I looked at my husband all I could find no compassion in his face..But I
could see the ever growing and hardening cock, tenting from his trousers. IT
looked like it was about to explode.
"You see JIMBO... Your precious little wife committed second degree criminal
assault on a poor defenseless fourteen year old abused youth," Jerome
laughed. "Do you still want to call the police. Well Go Ahead.... Let's see
how your precious little cheesecake would fare in the dark, dank, confines of
County Lock Up. I bet her teaching career would get a real big boost too,
don't you JIMBO. Maybe you could call the assistant Principal and see what
he would have to say about the appearance of the little tramp when he
unlocked her locked classroom door. Well JIMBO whatcha have to say now ?"
he concluded.
Jim sat silently slumped in the easy chair. A broken man he meekly sipped
his now empty drink. His raging hard on twitched as he looked up at his
nearly nude timid wife and the large black teen age tough that was mocking
both of them.
Jerome turned me around to face him. I kicked the blue skirt away and
stared into his dark eyes. "Take my clothes off Mrs. Jones," he ordered.
I carefully removed his shirt over his broad and muscular shoulders. I let
my hands run across his massive pectorals and his rippled stomach. My
delicate fingers grasped the large belt buckle and I had to pull hard to
disengage the pin. I pulled the belt from the loops and then returned to the
button of the jeans. I felt Jerome inhale as I eased the button from the
eyelet and then I looked up into his stern face. For a youth of only
fourteen his face showed a hardness of a man twice his age. Standing on my
tip toes I offered my lips to his.....
My delicate fingers grasped the tab of the zipper and I let him tongue me as
the zipper was pulled down. Although I am a tall woman I came to only his
chest. When the zipper was pulled down as far as it would go I inserted my
hands in the jeans and worked them back over his massive buttocks. The jeans
feel easily to the floor once they were pulled over the muscular black ass
cheeks.
As the jeans slid down I felt the slimy hard black cock plop against my firm
stomach. The pre cum coated my stomach and the hard cock felt as solid as a
two by four. I swooned as I felt the man weapon thump against my petite
body. His strong hands returned to my breasts and he forcefully manipulated
the sensitive tips to his advantage. It took only seconds for the nipples to
harden.... It took less time for my pussy to completely engulf itself with
my sweet woman lubricant. I had been sloppy from the first moment at
lunch...I was now awash with pussy juice flooding my chamber in anticipation
of a real man sticking his hard cock deep into my belly.
I felt I couldn't wait and I dropped to my knees. My eager mouth found the
tip of the hard black cock and I eagerly inserted the leaking tube of black
flesh into my willing and warm mouth. My tongue caressed the tip...and then
traveled the length, or at least what I could suck into my mouth.
Jerome stood above me and was watching my husband's reaction to my wanton
display of lust. "Stroke yourself Jim..After I fuck your wife you can suck
her out. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO FUCK HER ANYMORE......." he ordered.
The words cut deeply but I was not craving words..I was craving hard black
cock and nothing was going to derail my needs...not at this point.
My tongue lavished it's saliva and caresses on the hard black tube. I
craved Jerome's cock. I adored it's throbbing and twitching veins.....
"On the Couch..." was his simple command.
I instantly obeyed. I scooted around his muscular frame and settled on the
edge of the cushion. I hungrily looked up to him; pleading with my eyes.
"Please put on a condom...," I meekly begged.
"Spread yourself ......I want to see that tight little pussy. I could
barely get my fingers into your wife's pussy this afternoon Jim. I could
tell that you couldn't be satisfying your wife if she was so tight.... When
I fuck her Jim it will be fucking a Virgin cause you sure in the hell haven't
hurt her little pussy one damn bit.." he mocked my husband.
He slapped my thighs and I stretched my legs further. It hurt to spread my
legs so much but I had to....Jerome's cock was so very large. "Please don't
fuck me without a condom. It's my fertile period and I am not on any
protection," I continued to beg.
"I told you to spread.. How am I going to stick my black cock into Jim's
wife little cunt hole if she doesn't spread her Lilly white legs for me ?"
questioned Jerome.
I was intently staring at the large black teen age boy as he mocked my
husband. He then knee walked between my legs and I scooted further down on
the cushions of the sofa so that I could wrap my legs around his muscular
thighs.
I felt the tip of the hot poker as it inched it's way forward. It scraped
my upper thighs leaving a trail of ropelike pre cum dripping on the black
leather sofa cushions. My mind swirled with need, and also the fear of
having his fertile black seed deposit a black bastard deep into my womb....
My husband Jim was slumped down in the easy chair watching as Jerome was
preparing my cunt for his huge black cock. His mouth was open and drool
dripped from his lips. His hand was frantically stroking his now exposed
cock.
I felt the tip finally reach the entrance of my sopping hole and it felt
like a huge log. Momentarily I had second thoughts and started to scoot back
on the cushions, but Jerome's strong hands gripped my waist and pulled me
back down. My terrified eyes burned into his dark forbidding slits and I
felt the tip lodge itself at the outermost opening. My creme lubricated the
tip and Jerome inserted the first inch. I heard myself let out a mournful
screech. Jerome forced the second inch in and then slowly withdrew. I
looked down at the contrast of my pasty white stomach and the dark black
cock. The tip was wet from my excretions and I pleaded with Jerome with my
eyes to end this ravishment.
He smiled as his hips lurched forward and impaled my stretched love chamber
on the end of his black cock. I tried to adjust to the feeling of intense
fullness when I felt another lunge.....and another two inches of solid black
cock found it's way deep into my stretched womanhood. He allowed his cock to
slip back an inch before he pushed forward again. As he thrust his muscular
buttocks forward his strong arms pulled my waist to him.
Sweat was dripping from my face and body. Although it had previously felt
cold and damp in my living room the place was now an inferno. I tried to
lift my hips to reduce the pressure and as soon as my legs forced my hips up
I was filled with another section of black tube. The pressure was intense; I
had never been as full as I was at that moment. My poor underendowed
husband, even when erect could never fill even half of what this fourteen
year Black Boy was managing.
I pleaded once again, "You mustn't cum in me. Please.... Oh God Please...."
Jerome, his face strained, merely smirked. "You little pussy is going to
have all the little black sperm it can hold. I fuck bareback...I am not a
little wimp ass white boy.........I hope I knock your white ass up. You'll
have something to talk about with your little white school teachers Mary.."
he mocked.
His vision of knocking up his Jr. High Math teacher caused him to become
even more excited. He could no longer control himself and he pile drove his
black cock to my inner most depth. At the same time the muscular arms
grabbed my waist and brutally forced my whole body towards the thrusting
black log. At that moment in time I thought that he had split me in full.
My entire soul was being impaled on the long thick black cock. I screamed
in agony as it felt like my hips were ripped from their sockets and my poor
tender white pussy was stuffed with a donkey sized black cock.
As rapidly as the impalement occurred a split second later the black
pole was retracted.....and then the pile driving ass loaded my pussy again.....
and again....and again... The see sawing action was achieving his goal. The
intenseness, the relaxation, was allowing my ravished body to respond to him.
To respond to his total conquest of my body and soul.
I could do nothing except lay there and accept the pain..... and the
pleasure of his magnificent black cock. He dispensed both with ease. One
moment I could hardly breathe from the intense fullness... the next moment I
was wrapping my calves around his muscular ass cheeks begging him to impale
me.......To IMPALE me on his splendid black manhood. As each second roared
by I heard a constant throbbing in my head as I clenched at the man/beast
that was rapidly bringing me to total and complete release. I could not
stop.. I could not breathe... I could not wait for the magic moment that
was so very close.
The first orgasm washed through my entire body. Every nerve..every fiber
was totally consumed with the pleasure and mind numbing sensations as the
feeling spread throughout my body. Panting to regain my breath I tried to
keep up with Jerome. He had not stopped but had actually increased his powerful
thrusts.
I looked down at the vortex between my obscenely splayed legs and could see
the huge black cock going in and out of my grotesquely stretched cunt. Every
time the black tube was thrust forward I could see my lower stomach rise
from the insertion. There was nothing that I could do but to grip the
magnificent black animal with my legs. I pulled him forward and fought when
he tried to pull his cock from between my legs.
The second climax was much more serene that the earthquake of the first.
But my second orgasm did not slow down the brutally fucking teenager. I lost
count after the fifth multiple orgasm and possibly lost consciousness.
Finally at long last I heard a tremendous gasp and felt his muscular body
fall across mine. The torrent of black seed seemed to flood the inner
recesses of my panting body.
The scalding sperm ricocheted throughout my stuffed pussy and coated not
only my thighs but dripped down my cheeks and flooded my wrinkled ass hole.
The devastation was complete. It took me several minutes to regain any
sense of where I was or what had actually happened.
At long last I looked up to see my husband crouched against the front of the
chair he was sitting in. His limp reddened cock was shriveled and the front
of his pants showed the rewards of his discharge. His glasses were cock eyed
on his face and he had a far away look in his eyes.
Reprieve was to be short lived.
When Jerome had recovered from his nut busting he rolled off my exhausted
and depleted body. My body was cum coated and everywhere was a bright red
spotlch where my black boy had pinched me during our violet lovemaking
journey. His white colored voluminous sperm was continuing to flow from my
stretched and hurting pussy folds. It had drenched the hairlined slit and
had puddled beneath the cushions where I lay in a half prone position.
"Hey faggott, Get Your Sorry Ass over here," he shouted at my husband.
The order brought Jim out of her stupor. He wearily shook his head. Jerome
rose up and walked over to my slumped over husband. Reaching down he grabbed
him by one of his large ears and started pulling Jim back to the sofa with
him. Jim struggled with the muscular black youth but could not disengage his
firm grip on his ear which was nearly twisted off.
Once Jerome returned to the sofa he fell into it's deep recesses. "Your
wife sucked me clean faggott...Now it's your turn."
Jim immediately turned pale and started to turn and crawl away. Jerome
raised up and in one brutal slap him my husband across the ears bringing
stars to his eyes.. Jim was now totally terrified and again tried to crawl
away. The muscular black youth merely grabbed him by the ankle and pulled my
struggling husband back to the leather sofa. Once he had him drug back he
again slapped him on the side of the head; again the blow landed on Jim's
other ear. Jim brought his hands and arms up and begged, "Please don't hit
me again....Please..."
Jerome relaxed and laid against the back of the sofa. "I told you to suck
my cock like your wife. Do it or I'll give you another dose."
My husband didn't need another dose. He humbly crawled to the edge of the
sofa and pulled himself up. He was looking directly at the still semi hard
black tube that had just ravished his wife. Jerome grabbed him by the back
of the head and pulled him sharply forward.
Jim immediately opened his mouth and was rewarded by the insertion of
Jerome's black cock. He feverishly sucked the black sperm and my womanly
coating from the large much used black man weapon. It took my husband nearly
five minutes to thoroughly clean the black manhood. Smiling Jerome raised
his leg and pulled it back to his chest...."Now Rim me....."
Jim did not instantly recognize the order but with the black puckered
asshole only inches away from his wet shiny face he finally comprehended the
dreaded order. He started to shake his head.....but the intense glare from
the muscled black teenager finally registered; again. Jerome smiled when he
felt my husband's tongue slide up his chute. His left hand found the back of
his head and with his fingers firmly planted in the slick hair he pulled Jim
forward until he was totally buried in his black ass. The submission lasted
nearly five minutes and finally Jim was kicked away.
I laid totally still as my husband was made to pay for his submissiveness.
He had not defended me against my terrible assault and I felt no mercy for
him as he labored to lick my student's pungent asshole. My body ached from
my head to my tender stretched pussy hole. Jerome's seed continued to flow
from my swollen lips. I could not comprehend how much sperm had been planted
in my heretofore seldom used womanhood. I tried to shift positions but each
movement brought pain to my stretched muscles... and my stretched cunt.
When Jim had been kicked away I turned my head and looked at my Jr. High
Student. His icy stare confirmed my fears that this would not be the end of
my or my husband's servitude to our new Black Master.
My husband laid at my feet after cleaning my Black
Lover's cock and asshole. I tried to shift my tired body and
every muscle seemed to ache. My teen age lover had twisted
my body in such angles that each of my muscle groups screamed
for relief. My pussy, full of Jerome's mammoth discharge was
still leaking down my thighs and coating my asshole, even after
nearly an hour of his brutal lovemaking.
Jerome shifted and slid to the edge of the sofa cushions.
"Hey Jimbo, how you going to like a little black baby bastard
running around this nice home. In another nine months your wife
is going to spread her legs and my black baby will drop out.
How you going to like that you limp dicked little faggot ?"
Jim, totally broken looked up at his tormentor and
meekly shook his head. "No.....I can't accept that...," he quietly
murmured.
"Well White Boy, I suggest you suck my sperm out of
my new pussy...." Jerome mocked.
My husband, Jim, was totally mesmerized by the black
teen age boy that had taken his wife.. He looked around
unbelieving the last several hours. He had watched his
heretofore meek, mild, mousy wife become a sexual vixen at the
end of a fourteen year old black boy. He had witnessed his
own decline in masculinity.....being forced to clean the black
cock that had totally captivated his wife. Of being forced to
suck the seducer's wrinkled asshole. Of being kicked on the
floor like a junk yard dog. And last....of being mocked by the
black intruder after he probably impregnated his wife.
This last conscious thought finally brought him to some
small sense of reality. He crawled between my legs and gently
spread them. Even this gentle movement strained already
overworked muscles. I looked down to the man who I had
loved; but who I now loathed. He had permitted this fourteen
year old youth to savagely fuck me......... Gathering my
remaining strength I reached behind his wet scalp and pulled his
face towards my tender and stretched slit. The initial contact felt
soothing. His soft wet tongue caressed my swollen pussy lips
caused me pleasure. I felt the tip of his tongue snake into my
chamber searching for Jerome's seed and spread my legs. I was
still wearing my hose and I enjoyed the erotic scene with my
doting husband sucking my pussy with my nylon covered legs
wrapped around his head.
Jim was a man on a mission. He kept trying to insert his
wet tongue deeper and deeper; attempting to secure more of the
salty sperm left by my teenage black boy lover. As he
scrunched up against my overworked thighs I continually tried to
spread my legs further and further to allow him greater and
greater access. I was rewarded by his warm tongue as it dove
deeper and deeper into my wet recesses. I felt his tongue
scoop out the boy's discharge and I heard him suck it down his
throat.
Out of the corner of my eye I seen the teen ager slowly
get up and move around to the back of my husband. I watched
his face as he put his finger to his lip and motioned for me to
keep silent. I obeyed the boy with the long hard black cock.
When he was directly behind my husband he motioned
for me to raise my legs and insert them over my husband's
shoulders. Although I did not immediately realize what he was
asking I complied without hesitation. As I interlocked my nylon
covered legs over my husband's shoulder it had the pleasurable
effect in driving his face deeper into my steaming crevice. It also
accomplished another function......it effectively immobilized him..
He could not dislodge my legs..........
My husband started squirming when he felt Jerome
reach around his waist and unbuckle his belt. He kept struggling
harder and harder to break free but...... my legs held him firm.
His struggling excited me as his face was ground ever deeper
into my now aroused clit. I could not see his face...only feel his
futile struggles.
Jerome had a large smile as he unbuttoned the dress
slacks and started pulling them down over Jim's lean waist.
Each of Jerome's movements caused my husband greater and
greater anxiety. He desperately wanted to be free so that he
could resist what we both knew was coming. The black teenager
ungraciously ripped the slacks from his thighs and legs;
letting his knees hit the hard floor. Jim had only his jockey
shorts covering his small treasures now. They were still wet
from when he was masturbating after watching me being
ravished by my black lover.
My husband started screaming when he felt Jerome's
strong hands grab his shorts and slowly pull them down over his
ass cheeks. As the screaming continued I pulled his face
brutally forward with my strong legs. The leverage I had; my
legs being wrapped around his soft shoulders was complete.
Although his legs thrashed around his upper torso was
completely at my mercy. I smiled........My underendowed and
under powered husband was about to experience what I had
enjoyed in my stretched little cunt.
After he removed the jockey shorts Jerome turned and
walked to the bathroom. When he returned he had a sly smile
on his face. He carried a tube of K-Y jelly in his hand and
again motioned for me to remain silent. A smile appeared on my
face as he smeared the clear liquid on his right index finger. I felt
my husband flinch as he felt the digit insert itself into his tight
unyielding anus. Jerome continued smiling as he sawed in and
out of Jim's ass with his slime coated finger.
My husband continued to thrash around until....... His
submission like mine was quick and decisive. His pleasure level
however was not like mine. He struggled until my black lover
had finished.....and left his seed buried deep within his bowels.
As Jerome finished I finally unlocked my legs and allowed my
husband to slump to the floor in front of my pussy. His vacant
stare told me of his surrender.
Jerome got up and marched off to the bathroom.
Shortly I heard the shower running and saw steam flowing from
the open door. I let my eyes close and drifted off to a light
slumber. I drifted off hearing my husband Jim, sob softly at my
nylon covered feet.
When Jerome returned he softly stroked my brow. "Go
make our bed."
I looked up with a puzzled look.
"From now on I will be sleeping in your bed with you.
Your husband can sleep on a rug near the door. I want him to
hear when I pleasure you. Now Go..."
Jim, his eyes distant, meekly shook his head.
I pulled my weary body off the leather sofa and
followed my black teen age lover's orders. I returned and stood
in the door completely naked when I had completed the tasks
that he had assigned.
"You can watch if you want. I am sure you will hear
when I bust my nut in your wife again tonight..." Jerome told my
husband who meekly nodded.
I drifted off to sleep first but was awaken approximately
three hours later. Jerome was sucking on my distended breasts.
He sucked the hard nipples into his mouth and roughly bit the
tips. It brought a sharp pain but it also brought .........arousal.
By the time he mounted me I was wet. Even though my pussy
was wet and ready his size again intimidated me. The large
black cock slipped into my small and sore pussy and after
fucking me intensely for nearly thirty minutes he deposited his
virile black seed deep in my womb. I seemed to be on a never
ending cycle of intense orgasms since this tall muscular black
youth walked into my life.
After squeezing his the last of his seed on my tired and
exhausted body Jerome rose and walked to the door. "Clean
your wife. If you hurry you can suck my cum from her pussy. If
you fail your mousy little wife will be carrying my baby....Do
IT....Now !!"
My husband timidly pulled himself off the rug where he
was asleep and crawled to our martial bed. His tongue found
my hole and sucked Jerome's seed from it's outer reaches. It
then forced it's way deeper into my chamber. I could tell he
was able to retrieve some of the thick fluid. He continued until
he had cleaned me thoroughly. Groggily he pulled himself off
our bed and returned to his rug.
I felt the springs creak as Jerome laid back down and
quickly fell off into slumber.
Jerome took me two more times on this first night of my
surrender. Each time my husband Jim was forced to clean my
chute of his virile seed. As I drifted off to slumber after my last
servicing my thoughts were of the coming day. What more
could possibly be in store for my husband and I ?
WHAT ???????
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