The Coxville Curse Part 2: Chapter 12: One Hot Librarian Takes a Field Trip

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October 14, 2009: Wednesday

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On Wednesday morning, Jenny Summers lay writhing in ecstasy beneath her black lover. Her belly undulated down towards his spurting black cock as it filled her with seed. Her orgasmic contractions pulled his hot seed deeper into her womb. It was like her pussy couldn't get enough of his sperm.

Black mashed his lips against hers. He kept his cock in her, he'd done this before. Often, he stayed hard and one fuck session turned immediately into another without him even withdrawing that amazing cock of his. This time, he slowly pulled it out and she was disappointed though they both knew that they needed to get ready for work. It was a school day after all and what would Coxville High do without their two coaches?

Minutes later, Jenny was stepping into the shower just as Black was exiting it. He brushed his teeth while staring at her soaping her resplendent rack before moving the bar of soap down her belly, around her crotch and even reaching behind her to run it between the crack of her ass. It took a lot of time to fully remove the effects of a night of their lovemaking. Jenny smiled at him when he whistled loudly. She looked down at his hard cock. "You're insatiable," she told him.

"Only around you, baby," said Coach Black. His smile softened. "But I got some bad news. I need to stay home for the next few nights."

Jenny looked crestfallen. She enjoyed having him staying with her like he was her husband, sleeping in her marital bed like he was her husband, fucking her like he was her husband. "Why?" she asked.

"I just got a lot to do. Gotta help mom with some things. An old friend is coming to town," he lied. He was only leaving to see if she'd sleep with Samson.

"A female friend?"

"No, an old football bro."

"Honestly, it's not another woman? You aren't fucking anyone else?"

"No, it's not another woman and I haven't fucked anyone else since we got together."

"Good, cause I don't want to share that cock of yours with anyone. I want every last drop of its sperm just for me." She held her head back and let the shower soak her long blonde hair. She suddenly turned to face him. "But you were with another woman before me?"

"Yep, just some ho from the Westside."

"And what was this ho's name?"

"Shondra."

"Does she look as good as me?" Jenny slid her hands over her breasts, actually cupping one of them and raising her nipple into her mouth. Shondra? she thought. Not Shondra Martinique?

Black's cock jerked with lust. "Nobody looks as good as you, Jenny Summers," he said, but Shondra came close. His black lover was Jenny's age and had roughly the exact same body type, though Shondra's ass was plumper and rounder.

"Get your black ass in here," ordered Jenny. "That compliment deserves a reward." She kneeled before him as he stepped into the shower and gave him a quick blow job/titty fuck. She worked his cock as best she could, but Black's stamina still held out for fifteen minutes. "And you're sure, you not still seeing this Shondra?" she asked, licking the last of his sperm from the tip of his cock.

"Not as long as you keep doing that," said Black, "And we was never seeing each other, just fuck buddies is all."

"Better not be," said Jenny, "but I'm going to miss you."

"Me too babe," said Black, "but besides, it might be a good idea to let that pussy contract back to normal. Don't want Harold falling in when you see him this weekend."

Jenny made a face. She had no desire whatsoever to run off to see her husband this weekend and the thought of sleeping with him, just the thought of his pale pudgy belly climbing on her, was starting to seem repulsive to her. "I don't care about him. I was thinking of telling him I'm sick so that we could have another weekend together."

"We'll see. Maybe, I can get everything I need to do done by this weekend. No matter what though, he'll still be home Sunday night."

"I know," said Jenny sadly. She'd craved another encounter with Black after their first meeting in the showers at school, but after getting it multiple times daily, she now felt like an addict for his cock. Risky as it might be, they might just need to find time to fuck at work.

They finished getting ready for work. Jenny put her robe on. Coach Black put Harold's robe on.

He looked ridiculous. For one thing, it was too short on the large black man. It didn't close all the way in front and he could only tie the bare ends of the belt. His cock dangled down at least six inches below the hem though his entire cock was visible through the opening.

They left the bathroom together and found her daughter and Samson waiting for them. Samson had on boxers and Kitty had on a silk teddy that was so sheer her nipples and blonde pussy hair was easily seen though the material. Jenny saw Samson's eyes zoom in on her impressive cleavage so she pulled her robe on tighter and crossed her arms to hide her breasts. Her daughter was staring at the huge black banana between Coach's legs with an appreciative look on her face and the Coach was returning the gaze as Jenny's daughter looked amazing in the sheer teddy, the perfect cross between youthful innocence and sexy sleazy.

"You aren't ready yet?" asked Jenny.

"Really mom, you two have been hogging the bathroom. What have you been doing in there anyway?"

"Just get in there and hurry it up," said Jenny. Kitty and Samson entered the bathroom together. She heard the shower start up then there was giggling and then some moans.

The two coaches barely made it to school before the first bell went off. Kitty and Samson were late and Jenny had to sign an excuse for them.

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Bobbie Sue entered Long's office, a smile crossing her face the minute she saw the old black man sitting at his desk. She barely noticed Nurse Swallows standing off to the side. "Ah Mrs. Kindle, come in," said Willie, his eyes roaming her body. "Thank you, Mrs. Swallows, that will be all."

Ivana Swallows smiled at Principal Long, turned towards Bobbie Sue, looked the blonde teacher up and down, and sneered before walking away with a "Harrumph!"

"What was that about?" she asked.

Long pushed his chair back away from the desk. "Oh, that was nothing. Just the good nurse complaining about your outfit." Long undid his pants and fished around for his cock.

"My outfit? Someone should learn to mind her own business," said Bobbie Sue watching her boss pull that giant cock out of his from his pants. "Yummy!" she cried, falling to her knees. This was their third time together and Bobbie Sue Kindle was thoroughly smitten with Long's cock. It was her favorite thing in the world. Her favorite things in order were: Willie Long's cock, any other black cock (Melvin, Andy, Jerome, or Deon), her husband, and her parents. She took him in her mouth, lovingly swallowing his massive cock. His cock was her favorite thing in the world and sucking it was her favorite thing to do, closely tied with feeling him blow his load deep inside her pussy. And that was the only thing that could bring her down from her high, she wouldn't have time to fuck her boss that afternoon. She had to take the three black boys on their special field trip in a half hour.

"Yeah, suck that black cock, Mrs. Kindle," growled Long, placing his hands in her hair and guiding her head. "And for the record, I like your outfit." He'd noticed her in it as she headed for her class this morning. Bobbie Sue was wearing a short sleeved white blouse, that displayed a lot of cleavage and had large gaps between the buttons, teasing viewers with hints of flesh through the gaps. It was semi-sheer and he could almost see the black bikini he had given her two days ago through the top. Her feet were clad in white sneakers as the field trip would require some activity, but the article of clothing Ivana had complained about was her shorts. They were black, short and tight, the kind young girls were wearing these days, the kind that squeezed your ass cheeks and stopped right wear ass met thigh and Bobbie Sue Kindle had a really nice ass. "This isn't the first time, the good nurse has complained about other teachers, but she's never complained about you. I've got a whole file of complaints she made against Coach Summers. Honestly, I think she just hates any woman who is as attractive as she is."

Bobbie Sue listened as she deep throated his cock. She knew the type. Women like Swallows always made friends with other women provided they were less attractive so that she could always be the center of attention. Though it was strange, she always thought Ivana and Jenny were friendly, though Bobbie Sue didn't fit in with their clique, she was closer to Jenny's sister Kat.

Long came right on time. Bobbie Sue gulped his semen down as fast as his cock ejaculated it. If she had her choice, his seed would be her lunch every day.

"Principal Long, the three black boys are here to see you," said an older voice through Long's speaker phone.

"Thanks Miss Murdock, tell them Mrs. Kindle will be right out." Long took his finger off the speaker and stood so he could pull his pants up. "Go get them Mrs. Kindle." Long walked over to his office door and pulled it open. Three black students sat lazily on the waiting area couch. Omar, Bron, and Elton looked disdainfully at the old principal. They sat up a little straighter when Bobbie Sue followed Long out of his office. "Mrs. Kindle, these three had the worst attendance record of anyone in this school last year and they're already off to a bad start now during their senior year. Omar spent six months in prison for possession and missed his senior year. Now he's a nineteen-year-old senior and if he screws up again, he's looking at five years in jail. Bron's nineteen too. He got suspended two years ago for grabbing poor Miko's rear end." The dumb ass' excuse, he wanted to see if it was true about the slant in Asian pussy, but Long didn't want to tell Bobbie Sue that piece of information. "As for Elton, he just doesn't care." Elton responded by shrugging. "Needless to say, I called all their parents and made sure that they would be attending school today."

"I was planning on skipping," said Bron.

"Me too," added Omar.

Elton just shrugged again.

"That's why I called your parents and as for Omar, I had to haul him in myself this morning," said Long. Omar's dad was in prison and rumor had it, his mom whored herself out in Coxburg. He was raised by an Aunt and Uncle that couldn't control him. "Mrs. Kindle is taking you on a little field trip," said Long. "I trust you will listen closely to what she has to say and show you today."

"Follow me," said Bobbie Sue. The three black teens got up and followed their white teacher. Six dark eyes staring intently at the point where her legs met ass as she strolled in front of them. Even if this trip were a waste of time, they were going to have plenty of eye candy to stare at.

In addition to the school buses which were owned by the drivers, Coxville High kept a minivan for transportation purposes. Jenny drove the cheerleaders to away games in it and there were other uses.

Bobbie Sue walked up to the open door. Omar passed her, eyeballing her cleavage. He was a punk and if it were up to her, she would have kept him out of school to minimize disruptions to the kids who were there to learn. Blacks in Coxville tended to be big strong bulls like Coach Black, these traits having been bred into them by the Cox family's slave breeding program, but Omar was short, shorter than her, and Bobbie Sue blamed his height for his attitude problem. He was as muscular as most black bulls, but he was only around 5'6" as opposed to Elton who came next onto the bus. Elton pushed 7', thin and lithe, but all muscle. Elton was supposedly a great basketball player, but showed no interest in playing on the team. He followed Omar into the van, his tighty whitey covered ass sticking out above his low hanging pants. Bron came last, he was your typical black muscular giant, head and face shaved, but for pointy sideburns. He stopped on the stairs. "Where we going at, anyway?"

Bobbie Sue grimaced. "Where are we going, Bron?" she corrected.

"I don't know, that's why I'm axing you."

"Asking," she said, grimacing again, her eye ticking in annoyance. "We're taking a short trip to Lake Cox and the island." She followed Bron onto the bus and took her seat in the driver's chair.

"Fuck dat shit," grunted Omar.

"Yeah, what gives?" added Bron. "We go to slave island every other fuckin grade."

"Just wait and see, boys," replied Mrs. Kindle, her eye ticking again. She drove them for nearly an hour towards Lake Cox. Elton pulled his hoodie up and went to sleep with earphones in his ears. Bron spit out some rap beat that must have been all base and never ended until they pulled up in the parking area. Omar just sat back and glared out the window the whole trip. "Follow me and Omar grab the lunch basket."

The bored man at the boat rental shack sat up when he saw the lovely white woman leading three black teens towards him. That wasn't a sight he normally saw at the lake. "Mrs. Kindle with Coxville High," she told him.

"Yes Mrs. Kindle," said the man. "I have two canoes ready for you, and I'm to bill the school. Step aboard and I'll push them out for you."

Bobbie Sue climbed into one canoe and moved to the prow over the water. She sat back. Omar climbed in behind her while Bron and Elton entered the other canoe. The shack attendant pushed them out. Omar grabbed the paddle and started paddling right away. "Well, I guess you don't need my help," she said, looking at his strong arms pushing the paddle into the water. He began to sweat, his black skin glistening. Sexy, thought Bobbie Sue, her nipples hardening. She looked away and out over the lake. There was one other boat, it appeared to be a small bass boat, but it was far away. Things were slow during the middle of the week in October, but then Principal Long knew that when he planned this trip. She looked back at Omar and then past him at the other canoe now 200 feet behind them. One of the boys didn't know what he was doing. The other canoe turned around in circles a couple times before heading in the right direction, veering left sometimes and sometimes veering right. As the island approached, Omar put the canoe right up on the beach, standing and jumping to the sand. His squat body and powerful arms straining as he pulled the canoe further onto the beach so that she wouldn't have to get her shoes wet.

"Those slow fucks is taking their time," growled Omar, looking out at the other canoe only halfway to their location.

"Watch the language young man, this is a school trip after all," said Bobbie Sue, "And correction, those slow fucks ARE taking their time." Bobbie Sue winked at the black teen when he looked at her in surprise and then he broke out laughing. He was still grinning when the other canoe finally pulled up beside theirs.

Bron and Elton stepped out of the canoe together. "Fucker can't steer," hissed Bron, pushing Elton. The much bigger Elton pushed back harder almost shoving Bron into the lake.

"Stop it you two," ordered Bobbie Sue.

Bron recovered his balance, fists raised and glaring at Elton. "Listen to Mrs. Kindle," said Omar, his voice loud and authoritative. Bron paused then lowered his fists. Bobbie Sue glanced at him and smiled appreciatively as she stared him in the eyes. Omar knew the thought was crazy, but he suddenly got the impression she was flirting with him. His cock stirred in his pants immediately extending an inch at the thought of having his lovely white teacher. He turned back to Elton and Bron. "I know we don't wanna be here, but it's our fault ain't it. I'm starting to think we shouldn't have skipped so many classes, especially Mrs. Kindle's."

"Want to, not wanna and isn't it, not ain't it and you'd know that if you hadn't skipped my class, but I thank you for that Omar," she told him, winking again before looking down.

Did Mrs. Kindle just check out my junk? Omar's cock grew another inch and started to get uncomfortable. He knew from previous experience that once it got hard, it stayed that way until he came. If it got any worse, he was going to need an excuse to sneak away and toss one off. "What we gonna... what are we going to do now, Mrs. Kindle?"

"Short hike to the center of the island and then we are free the rest of the school day."

"All I knows is that I ain't getting in the canoe with that muthafucka again," spat Bron. "I'm going back with you Big O."

"I thinks... I think I prefer my current partner to your ugly black ass, B." Omar glanced at his teacher. FUCK! She was smiling at him. Maybe he stood a chance with her? His eyes roamed down her long lithe arms to her dainty hand and the wedding ring on one finger. Fuck that. He didn't give a shit if she were married. If he had a chance to bang a hot married white woman, he was going to tap the hell out of that ass.

"Let's go boys," said Bobbie Sue, starting off down a dirt trail covered with leaves. "Stick on the trail, there's some poison ivy off the trail and we don't want any ticks on us." Luckily, mosquitoes weren't bad on the island and didn't bother them. They hiked to the center of the island where the trail branched off into several hiking trails. "Here we are boys," said Bobbie Sue.

"What gives?" asked Bron.

"This is where the slave village was once located," she informed him, pointing at the historic marker, the state had put up on the sight. The town had been short lived and most everything made of wood, so there was no evidence that anyone had once lived here except for the historic marker.

"I knows that, we come to slave island every couple years for a school trip," replied Bron.

"Yeah- yes, why are we here?" asked Omar.

"Escaped slaves once lived here," said Bobbie Sue. Her mind pictured Prospero the slave hanging from the old oak tree in front of city hall. A friend once took a picture of Bobbie Sue and her husband, sitting and leaning into each other under the same tree before she'd been aware of the horrific events that happened there. They'd probably been sitting in the same spot that Prospero had ejaculated all over as he was strangled. There had been a crack, lightning destroying the branch, but Prospero was already dead. A mist had arisen as the townsfolk opened fire on the assembled slaves. A mist like the one that had occurred several weeks ago, coincidentally on the 150th anniversary of the hanging. She started talking to her students again. "In 1859, the Cox plantation workers and the townsfolk surrounding the plantation turned on the Cox family slaves and opened fire on them, maybe twenty slaves were killed." She paused, her audience was staring at her, these were their ancestors she was talking about after all. "Luckily, there was a dense fog and many of the slaves, your ancestors, were able to escape the massacre. They came here boys, I mean men. They came here, men. They built a village here and eked out an existence for almost four years until the Union army occupied the Cox Plantation and the now former slaves returned to work for the Yankees."

"We heard the story before, Mrs. K," said Bron.

"Ignorance is a form a slavery Bron," she told him. "If you three don't graduate, you'll never make something of yourselves. If you don't start showing up for class and learning to speak correctly, if you can't watch your language, you'll never make enough money to amount to much. At some point you have to break the cycle."

"I is gonna move to L.A and do porn like LD's dad, Mrs. Kindle," said Bron.

"How do you know you got what it takes?" asked Bobbie Sue.

"I got what it takes," he replied, grabbing himself.

"Show the lady some respect, fucker," growled Omar.

Bobbie stared at the outline of a huge cock beneath Bron's pants. "You obviously have the right equipment Bron, but what about acting classes? What about transportation to California? What about living expenses until you get on your feet? I can assure you that the cost of living in Los Angeles is a lot higher than it is in Coxville. All I'm saying, is that as long as you're ignorant, the man will be able to keep you down. That's all there is to it."

"That's it?' asked Bron. "We came all the way out here for that speech?"

"Principal Long's concerned about your future," she told him. "He believes you need incentive, motivation to learn."

"What's he know?" asked Bron, following Bobbie Sue down the trail back to the canoes.

"You'd be surprised what Principal Long knows young man," she snapped at him. "Principal Long is a great man," she said adoringly. "He has a plan to change this town and it's going to work. You'll see. Right now you three are underachievers and with the right motivation, you can graduate next year and meet your potential. He has faith in you. I have faith in you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Kindle," said Omar, meaning it and she meant it too, he could see it in her eyes. No one had ever told him directly that they had faith in him. His whore of a mother had told him she had faith in him once, faith he'd be sharing a jail cell with his dad. Maybe she was right? Maybe drugs weren't the right way to go? Could he change? Did he really want to straighten up? They exited the woods to the beach with their two canoes.

"Omar, grab the picnic basket," said Bobbie Sue. "There's some picnic tables around the bend."

Omar retrieved their lunch basket from the canoe and joined the other two black men and their beautiful teacher. Elton and Bron looked like they were starving. The three black men sat at the nearest table. Omar fished around for some bottled water and their sandwiches. "Cold sloppy Joes," he said, opening his foil. "Coxville High's finest. Better food might be good motivation to stay in school."

"Good point," laughed Bobbie Sue. "I'll bring it up with Principal Long."

"Here's yours," said Omar, holding a sandwich out for her.

"No thanks," said Bobbie Sue, holding her hand over her stomach still full of her boss's sperm. "I'm not hungry." She paused as Elton grabbed the sandwich out of Omar's hand and placed it beside his already half eaten sandwich. She continued, "We have the rest of the afternoon boys. I think I'll go for a swim."

Six dark eyes focused on her as she began undoing her blouse. She noticed them staring and turned around. Bobbie Sue opened her blouse, looking out over the lake. She folded it over her arm as she began undoing her shorts. She opened them, bending over as she slid the shorts down her legs. Behind her someone choked. There was also a snort and a "Dayumn, look at dat shit." Bobbie Sue's bikini was a thong and the three black seniors had just gotten a good look at her full moon. She untied her walking sneakers and slipped them off her dainty feet. Bobbie Sue knew that from the back, she looked practically naked. There were small black strings around her hips and rising from her ass cheeks, as well as a tied string around her back and one around her neck, hidden by her hair. Bobbie walked forwards, slipping into the cool waters of Lake Cox, wading out to a point where she could dive forwards into the water.

The water felt good, cooling her body from the hot Southern heat. Bobbie Sue turned around and looked at the three black students sitting at the picnic table staring in amazement at their half naked teacher swimming around in the lake. They were finished eating, none were moving, just watching her. She swam forwards and slowly rose. Her hair was now wet and clinging to her body. As her torso appeared, Elton openly grabbed himself and appeared to stroke his penis through his pants. Omar leaned forward staring intently, his eyes widening as her long flat white belly appeared, then her bikini bottoms. The bikini had been her gift from Long the first time they had fucked several days ago. It was obscenely small and oddly shaped. The cups were black spades like one would see on a deck of cards and they only covered maybe a third of her prodigious bosom. The cold water had turned her nipples hard and not just the pointy nipples were prominent, but her entire puffed out areola. The bottom was also a black spade, the string holding it on riding wide on her hips. It was just a small patch covering her pubes and she'd had to trim her pussy hair, both sides and top to wear it.

"Does that bikini mean what I thinks it means?" asked Omar, greedily eyeing her buxom young body.

"What do you think it means, Omar?" she replied.

"The spade is a symbol of women who... prefer...," he stuttered out.

"Prefer what Omar?" she asked, smiling.

"Prefer the company of... Fuck! Where did you get it?"

"It was a gift from Principal Long. He even requested that I wear it for this trip."

Now it was Omar's turn to smile. "I see," he said, not quite believing that a stunning young woman, married and white at that, would be fucking the old black principal. Of course, this whole situation was an unbelievable one. Having Mrs. Kindle standing before him, wet and glistening, borderline nude in a tiny bikini that suggested she preferred black men was the last place he had expected to be today.

"SHIT!" cried Elton, jumping up. It was the first thing he'd said all day. He was looking down at his lap.

Bobbie Sue's eyes followed his and she could see the outline of an apparently massive trouser snake pressing against the front of his saggy pants. He was reaching into his pants and for a moment, she thought he was about to yank his huge cock out, but instead his hand came out with something pinched between his fingers and he flicked it away from him. "What is it?" she asked.

"Fuckin Tick," he grunted, shaking a little. Bron snorted back a laugh at the giant black man's distaste at a little tiny bug.

"This is serious guys," she told them. "Better strip down to your underwear and let me check you for ticks."

"For real?" asked Bron.

"You heard the lady," said Omar, suspecting what was up. "Let her check us for ticks."

"Yeah," grunted Elton, shivering again and pulling his tee shirt up over his chest.

"Lyme disease is a serious threat in this area," she reminded them.

"One problem, Mrs. Kindle," said Omar. "I ain't wearing underwear." He pushed his pants down his legs.

Bobbie Sue smirked. She could plainly see white briefs in his pants as he pushed them down together. None of that mattered when his nearly fully erect black cock sprang up. She approached Omar as the other two black men stripped. Elton clearly had a semi-erect monster cock straining his yellow stained underwear. Bron had boxers on and clearly had a big banana cock flopping around, but it wasn't erect yet and he appeared shocked and nervous by the situation. "Let me check you first," she told Omar.

"Be my guest," replied the short black man.

Bobbie Sue couldn't take her eyes off his hard hammer of a cock. It was a thick blunt club like instrument. He was very thick and hard much like Omar's squat little body, but there was nothing short about his cock. It was around a foot long, much like her first black lover, Melvin's cock. The wrist thick shaft merged perfectly with his cock head making his cock a streamlined club. Bobbie Sue put her hands on his compact over muscled torso, starting with his chest. Her hands looked small and pale against his dark black skin. "Your chest is so hard," she whispered.

"That's not the only thing hard," he whispered back, loud enough for his mates to hear.

"I see," said Bobbie Sue. Her hands ran down his hard-abdominal muscles to his solid stomach. His cock had now risen up parallel to the ground and was pointed right at the spade on her bikini bottoms. The head was only a few inches away. "No ticks here," she told him. "Let's check lower." Bobbie Sue kneeled in the sandy dirt. His cock was now inches from her nose. Her hand ran down his broad hips and over towards his crotch and lower over his thighs. "Don't see any ticks here either," she said.

"Check under my cock," said Omar.

"Good idea," said Bobbie Sue. Her right hand now came up to grab the base of his shaft. She lifted his mighty cock up, her hand running up and down the shaft. "No ticks under here either, just a pair of the biggest testicles I've ever seen." His balls were big, grapefruit sized and they looked bigger on Omar's squat frame.

"You should check under them," said Omar.

Bobbie Sue's right hand was now slowly jerking his big shaft. Her left hand came up and cupped his balls, kneading and hefting them. She took her eyes off his cock long enough to stare at the other black men, staring back at her with stupid expressions on their faces. "I need to be thorough with you two also. Take your underwear off too boys." Her eyes followed Bron's hand down to his boxers. His cock plopped out as he pulled his underwear down. It was swelling and rising now that his initial shock was over. It was about as long as Omar's, not as thick, but the head was bulbous and round, making his cock look like a club compared to Omar's streamlined shaft. It was her eyes that widened when Elton's cock finally sprang free. It was a monster that fit well with the black giant's seven-foot frame. He was nearly as big as Long's cock and it seemed like it took a lot of blood flowing to make his cock rise. It was almost evil looking, reminding her of a black snake, a hooded cobra, the long serpentine head emerging from a thick wrinkled foreskin. She wanted it.

"OH FUCK!" groaned Omar.

Bobbie Sue had been so focused on the other two cocks, that she hadn't been paying attention to the one in her hand. She picked up speed, rapidly giving the poor boy a hand job now. "I'll be right with you two, but right now there's something I need to take care of." She pulled Omar's cock down towards her mouth and wrapped her lips around the sleek head.

Omar groaned as her felt her tongue twirl around his cock head, caressing his helmeted head and teasing his pee slit. Then his cock started pushing deeper as her head bobbed over his cock. "Bitch knows how to suck a black cock," he grunted.

"You got that right," said Bron, staring in awe. "Doesn't seem fair though."

"You'll get your turn I think," said Omar and Bobbie Sue nodded her head vigorously with half his foot-long shaft down her throat.

"Not that," said Bron. "It's not fair that we have to be naked and she gets to wear that bikini. He came over behind the young teacher and pulled the thin black string at her back. It fell open and his hand next lifted her hair and pulled the string around her neck.

"Fuckin big ass white titties," said an awed Elton, stooping to look at her now revealed breasts as she sucked the black off Omar's dick. Her lips were kissing his pubes now. "You missed one B," said Elton leaning out and pulling the string on her hip.

"I got the other one," said Bron, pulling the string on the other hip. He reached under her and caught the falling black bottom in his hand, his fingers brushing her pussy. "The ho's pussy is soaked," he said, pressing his fingers against the opening of her pussy. She moaned and pushed down in response as the tips of his fingers entered her.

"Nipples is hard too," said Elton reaching out to pinch one of her long nipples.

Bobbie Sue was in heaven. She'd known the pleasures of two black cocks, but now she was about to be serviced by three black studs. Maybe the Cox family's slave breeding program wasn't such a bad thing after all. Just as she was picturing where in her body three large black cocks could go, Bron stuck two fingers deep in her pussy and she came all over them, nearly gagging on Omar's cock as she tried to cry out in pleasure.

"Bitch, just soaked my fingers," said Bron behind her.

When Bobbie Sue opened her eyes, Elton's cock head was looming huge off to the right of her vision. It was such a perfect monster cock, she quickly pulled back until Omar's cock sprang free and she put her lips around the end of Elton's shaft. She immediately felt bad for Omar so she raised her fist and started jerking off his cock while she went down on the giant black boy. His cock reminded her so much of Principal Long's and once Long had gotten his cock in her, she'd given up all pretense of returning to a normal life with her husband. He wanted her to service the underachieving black students, she'd service the underachieving black students. Hell, if he wanted her to service every black student in the school she'd do it for her boss and she'd like it. She moaned as Elton's cock head pushed deep down her throat, going and going.

"Holy shit!" Elton looked completely stunned as his teacher's lips suddenly kissed his pubic hairs. "She swallowed the whole thing. No ho has ever done that before." He looked down at his beautiful English teacher, now even more stunning with his dick down her throat. Mrs. Kindle batted her eyelashes and winked at him before she began working his cock in and out of her throat. She was keeping nearly a foot of his cock down her throat and only working about three inches in and out of her mouth. If felt amazing to the young mostly inexperienced black man. "Her fucking throat muscles are milking my cock." Suddenly, Bobbie Sue's face pushed forward hard and her nose slammed into his pubic hair. She gagged almost choking, struggling for air, but

she was stuck fast. Elton looked up. "Goddammit B!"

Bron just held his cock buried to the balls in the wettest sweetest most accommodating pussy his cock had ever felt. "Sorry bro, but you two fucks was getting all the attention."

Bobbie Sue forced herself to relax, her nose hurt and she was trying not to sneeze. Bron had been a little rough, pushing his mighty cock into her with one thrust, but her pussy was hungry for him and it was hard to be mad at him when she was already building to another orgasm. He started working his cock in and out of her as she slowly recovered and began to blow Elton again. Her left hand never left Omar's cock.

"Shit! I can't wait," growled Bron. He started fucking her faster. Bobbie Sue came all over his thrusting cock until her juices were dripping down his balls. He chuckled enjoying the feelings of her contracting pussy. He was eager to get off on her pussy and just kept pounding away. In her experience black men could fuck forever if they wanted to, but Bron seemed desperate to get his rocks off as if this were all a dream he might wake up from at any moment. He came quickly, for a black man. Her husband would have ejaculated a long time ago at the pace Bron had fucked her, but then he wasn't black. She came again as his sperm flooded her womb.

"FUCK SLUT!" Elton grabbed her head and pulled her nose back into his pubes. His cock violently shook in her throat and stomach as he came. His balls pumped and pumped filling her stomach with his seed mixing with Long's previous load. Finally, he withdrew it and Bobbie Sue gasped for air as his fat cock head cleared her lips. He held his vast cock in his hand, jerking the small amount of remaining seed left in the long shaft out and onto her outstretched tongue. The wad that dripped down onto her tongue was all that was left of Elton's big load, but it was still more than her husband came in a dozen orgasms. She let it roll on her tongue, tasting its richness, wishing he had more to give her.

The cock she was furiously stroking was swelling even larger. She turned to stare at Omar's big black cock. It was bigger and it looked like his cock head might burst at any moment. She wanted his seed. She wanted to feel his cock jerking in her mouth. She wanted to taste more delicious black sperm. After sucking Long earlier and the equally voluminous load of Elton's seed, her belly was full to the point she might vomit if she drank anything else. "Cum on my tits," she told Omar looking up at him. He grunted in response as she arched her back thrusting her big milky white breasts out towards him. He stared in awe at her white bosom, grunting again as his cock exploded all over her tits flesh, soaking her breasts, nipples, and chest with his white semen. His cock jerked in her hand at least five times shooting out a shot glasses worth of cum each time. Bobbie Sue couldn't resist, bending his steel hard shaft back into her mouth and letting it fill with his tasty seed. She forced herself to swallow one last mouthful into her already full stomach. Bobbie Sue licked her lips, not releasing his cock. "Sorry Omar, I wanted to do this cock justice."

"So' right," he grunted, as she still stroked his sensitive cock. It went from rock hard to plump and floppy after a few seconds.

"I mean it. Next time, we'll get together, just the two of us."

"I'd like that," he told her, feeling the blood flowing back into his dick.

"And I'll do whatever you want. I mean it, ANYTHING."

"Yeah, I'd really like that," he growled imagining his hot teacher as his own personal fuck toy for a few hours. His cock swelled to full erection once again. She squealed with delight. "Up on that table," he ordered her.

Bobbie Sue stood and then climbed onto the picnic table, sitting with her legs dangling over the edge. Bron was standing nearby, his cock plump but limp, swaying like a brown banana between his legs, still dripping their combined juices. Elton's was similar, but his cock wasn't dripping and the huge head nearly reached his knees. Omar moved between her legs and guided his cock into her sloppy pussy. She moaned as his began fucking her slowly. He moved his face closer to hers and she moved her lips to meet him, but his head came down on her neck, kissing and sucking her there, not wanting to kiss her after she'd swallowed Elton. His hands did eagerly fondle her semen covered breasts, but it was his own sperm he was rubbing into her tits like it was skin cream. Bobbie Sue came twice on Omar's hard cock and a third time that left her dazed when he shot his load in her womb, his seed mixing with Bron's. When he pulled out, Bron's cock was standing at full attention while Elton's was sticking straight out, trying to rise, but a victim of its own large size.

"Get off," ordered Elton watching her shakily jump off the table. The enormous black man climbed onto the picnic table and laid down on his back, his cock near the edge as his legs dangled off. "Ride me."

Bobbie Sue stepped on the bench and then up onto the table, straddling the giant black man. His sixteen-inch black cock nearly reaching her pussy where she was standing. "How's this for incentive to come to school," she said to all three as she lowered herself down over Elton's cock. It took her a good five minutes to get the enormous black man's dick inside her, but eventually she found herself sitting in his lap, the round white globes of her ass hanging off the edge of the table. Bron stepped up behind her and pushed his hard cock down until the head rested on her rosebud. He pressed down hard and her ass opened for him as his cock pushed deep inside her ass. He hadn't asked, but then maybe he could tell by looking that she wasn't an anal virgin anymore and she was no longer feeling any pain when a black man took her in the ass anyway. "Fuck! You guys are good," moaned the well stuffed woman. "Principal Long thinks, he'll have a few more teachers come over to our point of view."

"Even Coach Summers?" asked both Bron and Elton at the same time while Omar said Mrs. Instead of Coach.

"Long seemed almost certain of it, but that's only as long as you come to school."

"I'm in," grunted Bron.

"Shit yeah bro," agreed Elton. "I'm in, in more ways than one," he added, squeezing the lovely

blondes tits as she rode his cock.

"We thought you might," said Bobbie Sue, wiggling her ass. "Now fuck my ass and fuck my pussy with those big black nigger cocks."

And they did just that fucking her hard and eventually filling both her holes with nearly a gallon of semen.

*************

Candy's cheeks bulged and she gulped Long's cum as fast as she could. She stroked the shaft, hungry for every drop of his seed. "I still can't believe how good your semen tastes," she muttered, sitting up in the car.

Willie just grunted in response. He stared out at the island through his binoculars. Mrs. Kindle was barely visible on the picnic table sandwiched between two of her black students. At the rate they were going, Bobbie Sue and her students weren't going to make it back to school by the final bell, but then neither was he.

"And here I thought you were being romantic, skipping work and taking me out to our spot by the lake," complained Candy. "And all you wanted to do was to check up on one of your teachers."

"Oh boy, honeymoon's over," said Willie, smiling as he put the binoculars down in his lap. "Sorry, but I gave Mrs. Kindle a specific set of instructions and wanted to make sure she was following them. It appears she's exceeding my expectations."

"You should have showed her this monster," said Candy, grabbing the base of his now floppy cock and shaking it. "She would have been so eager to please you, you wouldn't have needed to check up on her." Candy watched his giant black cock hardening in her hand as she shook it. "Jesus, you're amazing. How soon can you get us home?"

"On my way," said Long, backing out of the parking space, Candy kept her hand on his cock, slowly stroking it. "There's something I'd like you to do."

"Sure stud, but it's a little dangerous while driving." Candy leaned down and took the head of his cock in her mouth again.

"Not that," he said, adding, "but I'm not telling ya to stop. Just go slow, old Long's dong is hungry for some pussy." Willie slowly smiled as his girlfriend bobbed her head in his lap. It did make driving difficult since his cock was so big, her bobbing head blocked the lower part of his vision. "I was wondering Candy, since you have a background in care giving and nursing. I'd like you to volunteer at the Westside Healthcare Center."

Candy sat up. She kept one hand on his cock, stroking him. "Whatever for?"

"I know a lot of the old folks in there," he kept going. "Some vets like me, some old friends not blessed with good health like me. They could use someone special, someone like you, someone to comfort them, ease their pain a little."

Candy frowned. Westside Healthcare was a poor state funded facility that catered mostly to blacks from the Westside of town. It had its share of problems over the years, bad caregivers stealing from and abusing the residents. The teacher they'd just been watching, Mrs. Kindle had even helped with an expose in the Times on elderly abuse at Westside Healthcare that got two nurses and the management team fired. "You're not asking me to... to sleep with them, are you?"

"No, of course not," replied Willie, glancing over at her. No, he didn't want her sleeping. "Just ease their pain some, you know a hand job here, a blow job there. Fuck! Those old men would be thrilled just to play with them big white titties of yours."

Candy looked at him in horror. "I'm so shocked, I don't know what to say," she replied indignantly.

"Don't lie bitch, the thought excites you."

"It does not!"

An evil grin spread across Willies face, making his mustache curl up. "Look at your hand."

Candy looked down at her hand, still in his lap, rapidly stroking his giant cock as her excitement grew. "I'm not a slut... at least I'm... well, when I'm with you, I'm your slut."

"You are my slut and I want you to do this. Candy Cox, you are a loving compassionate woman and all I want for you to do is what comes natural. Show those old men some love and compassion. Don't do anything you don't want to do."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely. It would make me very happy if you do this for me."

"Okay," she whispered. "If that's what you want." Anything to make him happy.

Long reached out and wrapped one big black hand around her neck, pulling her into him for a deep kiss, one eye closed and one eye watching the road.

Fifteen minutes later, her pussy was spasming like crazy around his cock as Willie slammed his mighty appendage in and out of her pussy while she laid on her... on their bed.