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A Ghostly Haunting-Chapter One

A young 13 y/o girl is forced to move from her home in the city to an old 3 story house out in the country. Making a new friend there she soon descovers that her new is haunted.

Fantasy

MY HISTORY TEACHER

MY HISTORY TEACHER
I’m sitting in my history class, listening to Mr. Markusen droning on about events leading up to the Civil War. It’s my first year here at the Clark School for Girls, a private school my parents sent me to, probably to keep me out of trouble. My name is Lori Travers, and I’m 14. I always sit in the front row in history class, because…well, because Mr. Markusen is bar none the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s tall and tan and well-built, with an unruly shock of curly brown hair, and the deepest, most probing brown eyes in the world. All the girls are madly in love with him. They talk about fucking him every night in the dorm. I don’t know that much about sex, being a virgin, and I don’t understand everything the older girls say, but I know one thing: Mr. Markusen can have me any time he wants me. I’ll bet he could teach me about a lot of things besides history.
“Now girls, what legislation, passed in 1820, had a direct bearing on the lead-up to the Civil War? Anyone?”
Melanie Thompson raises her hand, and Mr. Markusen calls on her. “The Missouri Compromise?”
“That’s correct, Melanie,” he says, smiling.
Melanie beams back at him, basking in his approval. Melanie’s got the biggest boobs in our class, always straining against her white starched shirt. We all have to wear them, along with our pleated plaid skirts, white sox and tennis shoes. But we don’t all look like she does.
Mr. Markusen continues, boring us all to death. “The Missouri Compromise was an agreement between anti-slavery and pro-slavery factions in Congress, which determined which territories in the west would enter the union as slave states…”
There’s a game I play sometimes with him, trying to attract his attention. I like to see if I can kind of throw him off. At the moment, I’m sucking on the end of my pencil, my lips forming a tight little “O” around it. He glances over at me, and his eyes meet mine for a moment. I release the pencil, and sneak the tip of my tongue out to touch the end of it. I see his eyes widen just a little bit…I know he’s looking at my mouth. Maybe he’s thinking of my tongue caressing his cock. I hope he is.
I’m not really as pretty as some of the other girls. At least, I don’t think I am. I mean, I have braces, and I have to wear these clunky glasses, because my dad won’t spring for contact lenses. My dark hair is usually in a pony tail, or parted in the middle with two braids, like today. My breasts aren’t very big, at least not yet, but at least they’re firm, with little perky nipples. I guess I’m sort of cute, but not really sexy like Melanie. But still, Mr. Markusen seems to like me, and I like to tease him.
Slowly, as casually as I can, I part my legs, allowing him a glimpse of my white panties. His eyes linger for a moment, then look away quickly. I wonder what it’s like to be him, surrounded by a bevy of teenage girls, most of whom would love to fuck his brains out. I know Melanie would — she never stops talking about it. And he’s single, too. He must live near the campus, because I see him walking to and from class all the time.
My mind begins to wander. Most of my daydreams are about sex, and the talk in the dorm at night gives me lots to think about. I find myself staring at Mr. Markusen, wondering what his cock is like. Is it big? What would it feel like to have it in my mouth, or in my virginal pussy. Or even in my tight little ass. I’ve heard the girls talk about that, and a few of them say they’ve actually done it. The idea scares me, though.
Just the thought of being fucked in so many different ways makes me wet, and I squirm in my seat. I can feel my panties clinging to my pussy lips, rubbing against my little clit. God, I want him so bad! Without thinking, my hand slips downward, and before I even realize what I’m doing, I press the tip of my finger against my clit, through my panties. A powerful jolt of pleasure surges through me, and I moan softly. I look up, hoping that he didn’t see me, or hear me, but he’s back to his lecture. Relieved, I drift back into my daydreams.
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I don’t know what’s come over me. It’s like I can’t stop myself, like I’m outside my body, watching helplessly. Mr. Markusen is still droning on interminably. I see myself rise hesitently to my feet, and walk slowly forward, to where Mr. Markusen is standing in front of the blackboard. He continues to talk, as if he doesn’t even see me. Slowly, I descend to my knees in front of him, my hands rising to the front of his pants. He’s still talking, not even acknowledging my presence. There’s not a sound from my classmates, but I sense all their eyes on me.
Slowly, I ease Mr. Markusen’s zipper down, and then slide my slim hand into the opening. He’s wearing boxer shorts underneath his slacks, and my fingers reach through the gap in them and slide around the shaft of his cock. I can feel the blood pumping into it as it lengthens and thickens, and I ease it out where I can see it. Oh my God, it’s magnficent! Big and thick, perfectly shaped, smooth and sleek, with a flared head that seems to beg to be engulfed in my mouth. It’s sticking straight out now, and my fingertips are on either side of the shaft, caressing it lightly as it seems to reach toward my lips, engorged with blood. I lean forward just a little bit, and extend my tongue, touching it experimentally. I’ve never sucked a cock before, never even seen one, except in pictures some of the girls have. But I know the general idea. My tongue explores the spongy head, tracing all around it, encircling it, fluttering lightly against it. I love it’s texture. Mr. Markusen is still talking to the class, as if nothing out of the ordinary is happening, not stopping even as my lips slide slowly over the head of his cock, taking him into my eager young mouth. He’s so big, I can barely get him into my mouth, and my lips are stretched taut around it. My tongue caresses it in my mouth as I begin to move to and fro. My fingers glide up and down the shaft as I suck on him, getting him all wet with my saliva. I want to see how deep I can take him in my mouth. My lips slide down the thick shaft, until I feel the head of his cock pressing against the back of my thoat. I struggle to take even more of it, almost choking on it, my mouth flooding with wetness. Finally, i’m forced to back off, releasing him from my mouth for a moment as I gasp for air, coughing a little. My fingers close around the base of his dripping cock, stroking him slowly.
His balls are big and tight in their sack as I gently drag them through the opening in his slacks. I’m inexorably drawn to them…I’ve heard that men love to have girls make love to their balls. I want to make Mr. Markusen happy, along with satisfying my own curiousity. I lower my head, lifting his cock, and slowly begin to lick all around his swollen balls, encircling them with my tongue. He’s still calmly talking to the class about the Dred Scott decision or something. I don’t care…I just want to keep doing what I’m doing. Having bathed his balls with my lips and tongue, I gently take one of them into my mouth, suckling on it, teasing the hard orb with my tongue. Releasing it, I capture the other one, ministering to it in turn. I continue this way as the clock on the wall clicks off the minutes, one by one. If it weren’t for that sound, I would think that time was standing still.
At last, I provoke a reaction from Mr. Markusen. He moans softly, reaching down and grabbing the back of my head. His other hand reaches for his aching cock, and he guides it back between my parted lips, sinking it deep into the warm wetness of my mouth. Both of his hands are on my head, holding it steady as he fucks my face with long, slow thrusts of his hips. I’ve never experienced anything so exciting! I find myself wondering if he’s going to come, and what it will taste like. I want to find out, but the idea scares me a little. How much will there be? Will I like it?
Even as he fucks his cock in and out, he’s still calmly lecturing the class. But I sense something happening to him. His thighs are trembling, as if he’s getting weak in the knees. My hand reaches up and begins to caress and fondle his heavy, sopping-wet balls, wanting to coax them into giving up their accumulated semen. I want to make him come.
Suddenly, I hear Mr. Markusen groan out loud, his voice catching in his throat. And then a powerful spurt of his thick come jets into my mouth, flooding it with it’s warmth. Surprised, I back away, releasing his cock from between my lips. A second, even heavier pulse splatters against my lips and cheek. It’s as if I’m watching in slow motion as his cock erupts, sending viscous ropes of come forth to burst against my face! Quickly, he grabs his flourishing cock and stuffs it back into my mouth,and I suck eagerly on it as it continues to spew hot come. I look up into his eyes as his balls empty themselves, my head bobbing slowly, my fingers squeezing his balls to give him as much pleasure as I possibly can.
At last, the furious spurts of semen begin to wane, and it’s all over. I continue to make love to his spent cock, my lips and tongue caressing it, not wanting this to end yet. Finally, I let his come slide slowly down into the back of my throat, and swallow it. I continue to nurse on his flagging cock, licking and sucking and cleaning the semen from it. Mr. Markenson pauses in his lecture and looks down at my face, glistening with his sperm. He reaches down and and gathers a gob of it from my chin, and brings it up to my mouth. I realize what he wants, and I extend my tongue and lick it off.
Evidently Mr. Markusen doesn’t want it to end here, either. He reaches down and closes his fingers around my braids, slowly pulling me upward. I let go of his cock, and rise unsteadily to my feet. He gazes down at me, my face still wet with his come…and then he kneels before me. His hands slide slowly up my slim thighs, up under my skirt, up to my hips. Looking up into my eyes, his fingers grab my panties, and he eases them down, until they’re down around my ankles. I know what he wants me to do…I step out of them, first one foot, then the other. Without a word, he wads them up and stuffs them into one of his pockets. I wonder if he has a whole collection of girls’ panties somewhere.
Without a word, he takes my hand and leads me to his desk. I follow him obediently, wondering what he has in store for me now. Whatever it is, I want it! Gently, he presses me down on his desk, bent forward, so that I’m looking at the class. They’re staring at me, but none of them have said a word or moved the entire time. I know they can see Mr. Markusen’s fresh come on my face. I know they’re all wishing they were me — I can see the envy in their eyes.
I reach out and grab the edge of the desk with my hands as Mr. Markusen kneels behind me. He raises my skirt again, until it’s up around my waist. I can almost feel his gaze on my glistening pussy, those marvelous brown eyes of his. His hands gently enclose the firm cheeks of my ass, and I feel him spread them apart. And then I feel his tongue caressing me…gliding up and down the cleft of my pussy, parting my lips…slithering slowly over my exposed ass, worming against it for a moment, then moving lower and spearing up into my virginal vagina. I gasp with pleasure, my breaths coming short and fast as pleasure slams through my young, eager body. I’m so close to coming!
Mr. Markusen slowly rises to his feet, and positions his cock at the entrance to my pussy, moving it up and down in my wet folds a few times. This is the moment I’ve yearned for for so long! The moment that he tears away the last remnant of my virginity, my girlhood, and makes me a woman at last!
Without a word, he thrusts forward, not viciously, but firmly, and somehow, gently. His cock sinks into me, penetrating me deeply. I don’t know why, but I feel no pain at all, only an intense pleasure, and fulfillment. His cock fills me completely, stretching me deliciously. God, it’s so GOOD!! Better than I ever imagined it would be! His cock is heavenly, as it slowly slides in and out, fucking me. Still gripping the edge of the desk, I squirm against him, working with him. He fucks me slowly, methodically, maintaining the same deliberate pace. And then I hear his voice. Once again, he is speaking to the class, about the Lincoln-Douglas debates, about abolitionists, the ineffectiveness of President Buchanan. It’s as though it was a normal day in class, as if he wasn’t fucking me on his desk right in front of twenty-five teenage girls.
I’m whimpering and moaning as I feel my orgasm welling up from deep within me. I know I’m going to come hard, and I don’t care who sees or hears me! I feel the waves of pleasure building up inside me, I feel the quickening of Mr. Markusen’s pace. He’s jolting me now with each hard thrust, his balls bouncing against my clit. He grabs my ass cheeks in his hands and squeezes them as he thrusts into me relentlessly, driving me higher and higher and higher….and suddenly, I’m COMING, squealing out loud as he slams his cock into me, tears streaming down my flushed face as my shattering climax holds me in it’s exquisite grip! And then I hear Mr. Markusen’s strangled groan, and I feel the warm, heavy pulses of his sperm as they flood my vagina for the first time, flooding it and making it still slipperier for his cock as it moves in and out, slowly now. I savor each spurt of his come inside me, reveling in it’s creamy warmth. I want to keep his cock in my pussy forever.
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“Now, what was the purpose of John Brown’s raid in Harper’s Ferry, West Virginia? Miss……Travers?”
The mention of my name jolts me out of the fog and back into reality, and I look up, blinking. I’m back in my seat, and Mr. Markusen is gazing questioningly at me.
“Ummm…..I’m sorry, Mr. Markusen. I must have been daydreaming. What was the question?”
“That’s because you weren’t paying attention, young lady,” he says sternly. “There’s a test next week, so you’d better not be daydreaming in my class.”
So it was all a dream, I think to myself. Just a very intense dream. And that’s when the bell rings, signalling the end of the period. The kids start gathering up their things.
“All right, class, we’ll continue with John Brown tomorrow,” says Mr. Markusen over the din. “Read Chapter 12 of your text, and answer the questions at the end. Goodbye.”
I stand up slowly, my legs weak, and follow my classmates out the door. I’m outside, feeling the cool Autumn breeze against my skin, when the realization hits me: my panties are gone, and something wet is oozing down my inner thigh! I look around quickly to make sure no one can see, and reach under my skirt, gathering some of the wetness on my finger. Raising my hand, I can see that it’s a thick, slightly off-white fluid. I bring it to my lips and tast it experimentally. It’s my first taste of a man’s come. But how can that be?
I turn back toward the classroom just as Mr. Markusen walks out the door. He pauses and favors me with a friendly smile. Walking over to me, and looking around quickly, then he pulls something from the pocket of his slacks. It’s my panties. “You don’t mind if I keep these, do you, Miss Travers?”
I stare at him, completely bewildered. But I feel myself blushing. “Oh no, Mr. Markusen, I…I…I don’t mind,” I stammer.
He smiles again, and stuffs them back into his pants. “Thank you, Miss Travers. And if you ever want them back…”
He pauses, takes a card out of his pocket, and writes something on it. He hands it to me. “If you ever want them back, there’s my address. It’s very close to campus. I know you’re not supposed to be out of the dorms after lights out…but I know you girls have your ways. I’ll be expecting you. Shall we say….tonight? About ten?” He smiles again, turns and walks away without another word.

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Fantasy

Mom Blackmailed

Mom Blackmailed
This was an idea from a reader so I hope he enjoy.
It was summers day and hot even by Texas standards. Tammy had come out in her blue bikini to get some sun and swim before her son got home. She knew the bus will be at there corner by around four so there was plenty of time as it was only 12:35.
Her husband would probably not be home until well after seven, so she took a gulp of her drink and laid down on the lounge.
Tammy is 42, five foot two, one hundred fifty pounds. She has 38d breasts her ass sags a bit with auburn hair. The older she gets the horny she becomes so using her 9” dildo is a daily occurrence. Her husband has lost all interest in her.
The phone rang and she did not recognize the number but answered anyway. “Hi big tits” was the response. Before she could say anything the voice said “bet you are thinking about my hard cock in your hole about to shoot a hot load, right”? She decided to play along and answered,” Yup”.
The conversation lasted for another ten minutes and she was wet as the caller hung up. My god I hope he calls back every day. She was headed for the house when she saw the lawn kid cutting the grass. Stopping in her tracks she turned and went back to the lounge. Laying on the lounge she spread her legs wide and smiled at the kid with an alluring smile. Maybe he interested in fucking me.
“Hi Mrs. P” yelled Jim. “Hi Jim, is it hot enough for you”? “Sure is I could use air today for sure”. “Why don’t you take a break and come in the back porch, it’s under air and I’ll join you for a drink”. “OK but only for a few minutes as I don’t want to get in trouble”.
She knew he was staring at her wet crotch. The phone call had made her very horny and she was thinking about some young hard cock.
“Sit down and I’ll get us a drink, beer OK”? “It would be great”. She came back from the kitchen and handed him a beer. She sat across from him and gave him a fuck me spread, which caused him to smile and get a bulge in his short which he was trying to hide. “Don’t hide it she cooed he looks hot and like he could use some air” walking over to his chair she grabbed the top of his shorts and pulled them down. A good sized cock sprang out, “Wow nice cock you have there”. “Thanks Mrs. P” “Call me Tammy”. “Tammy I don’t want to loose my job”. “No one is going to know about this now come here and give me a good fucking, I need it bad”.
Jim slipped his cock into her and she moaned with delight, feels great pump slowly I don’t want you Cumming to soon I need this now. It took Jim about five or six minutes and he was ready. Tammy had two orgasms already so when she felt his cock twitch she yelled fuck me baby shoot a big hot load of cum in my pussy. With that encouragement Jim exploded and she felt hot cum shooting way up in her pussy. There is nothing better then hot cum in a pussy to relieve stress and make the day go by.
They both laid there until there breathing had turned to normal, “How about a blow job before you start working”? “I’d love it”. I have to tell you I love to suck cock until a guy cums and I get to swallow every drop. It was one of her better blow jobs and she didn’t spill a drop. “Thanks Mrs. P was Jim last words as he went back outside to work”.
Curious she thought I thought I saw something shinning as we were fucking and later while I was sucking, my imagination probably.
The next two day was uneventful, on Thursday at 10 am the doorbell rang. Who the hell can that be as she opened the door? Standing there were three large black guys in there teens.
“Yes can I help you”? “The largest one looked at her “Well we may be able to help each other, could we come in”? With a puzzled look on her face she opened the door wide and in they came. “Ok what’ up”? Another of the boys spoke up “do you have a computer or DVD player in here”? “In the den, why”? The boys headed for the den. ”So tell me what’s going on here anyway”. “Give it another minute and you’ll see”.
The screen came on and there she was legs spread open fucking Jim. The stair on her face said it all they all watched for another five minutes until she jumped up and turned it off.
“How did you get this and what are you going to do with it”? “Well how we got it is obvious Jim set you up?”Secondly what we do with it depends on you”. “Would you kindly explain yourself”. “Certainly, we want a cum slut, someone who we can fuck every time our nut sacks get full”.
“Well I have no intention of being your cum slut, now get out”. “OK these will be at your son’s school by lunch and on the internet before 2”.”You are going to be a very popular lady in a day or so and your husband will get a copy at work”.
A look of panic, shot across her face, “Wait can’t we work this out”? “Our terms are simple all you need to say is yes I’ll be a black cock cum slut and the party will begin’. “I’m too old for you guys”, “Wouldn’t you prefer someone younger”? “No according to Jim you have a tight pussy that milks every drop of cum out”. “He told us it was one of the best blowjobs he’s ever had”. “Look Tammy it’s 10:30 for the last time what’s it going to be”? She just sat there with the deer in the headlights look.
If I agree they’ll be fucking me more then I’ve ever been fucked, there black and I’ve never felt a black cock much less tasted the cum it gives.
They got up and headed for the door, “Wait I’ll be your black cock cum slut” just don’t show the video, please”.
“Good now lets see your bedroom” “Why” “Two reasons one to see what underwear you own and the second to see where we will be fucking you”. “All right follow me”. Once in the bedroom they started looking through her sexy underwear. Once they had found an outfit they handed it to her and said go put this on. In the bathroom she stared in the mirror, god the three of them are going to fuck me and this could go on for quite some time. She changed into the thong and bra set, put on makeup and heels. Well here we go and opened the bedroom door. There were three black men with large cocks sitting on her bed joking. “How do I look”? “Very fuckable too be sure”.
The smallest guy got up and walked over to her. “I’m Howie, that ugly mother is Wayne and the big guy is JC”. “Well it’s nice to put a name to a cock”. Let’s get you on the bed, “OK”.
Once on the bed they started kissing her tits and rubbing her pussy. Wayne undid her bra clasp and they took it off her. Now Howie and Wayne sucked her nipples while JC rubbed the pussy. It didn’t take long before he nipples were standing straight out and she had a good size wet spot forming.
“If you get your panties off you’ll get fucked Tammy”, she looking at Wayne “did you guys bring condoms”? All three stopped JC laughed “Tammy just for the record every ounce of cum in our balls is going in you”. “The destination is pussy or belly but for sure it’s all in you”. “I could get pregnant”? “Not my worry, now the panties”?
Tammy pulled her panties off and laid down on the bed, she felt the head of a very large cock moving up and down on her pussy lips. A slight pressure and in went the head. He pushed in and out with a slow rhythm until she felt his pubic hair pushing on her mound. My god the whole thing is in me and it feels great. JC kept pushing and his pace was beginning to quicken. The burning between her legs was causing her to move her ass in slow circles and start to moan then she started pushing up on his every down stroke. Howie and Wayne each had a nipple in the mouth and the feels she was experiencing were wonderful.
She grabbed JC ass pulled him down and “Screamed cum in me baby shoot that load in me as deep as you can”. Wayne stiffened and spurted, the first rope of cum Shot deep into her waiting pussy. The force it came out of his cock was fantastic, her pussy kept milking the cock until the flow of cum stopped and it started to get soft.
JC rolled off and Wayne got between her legs, his cock slipped in her sloppy soggy pussy easily. She felt the same rhythm as before and smiled and enjoyed the feeling. JC took his wet cock and pushed it in her mouth she was tasting cum and pussy juice. Wayne pace he quicken and she knew he would be ready soon, pushing her hips up as hard as she could she pulled him close. “Honey I want you to empty your nut sack in my pussy”. He had a large smile on his face, his eyes rolled and she felt the familiar feeling of cum spurting into her pussy. At that moment she another screaming orgasm. She pulled his ass tight to her and her pussy milked every drop out.
Wayne rolled off and Howie had his cock all the way in before her breathing had returned to normal. He pumped her for quite a while she had two orgasms before she felt him stiffen. Her pussy was milking his cock as best it could considering she had been fucked twice and had very large cum deposits already in her. “Yes baby blow a load for me”. His cock erupted and cum started flowing out as she had another orgasm.
Howie rolled off and smiled at her. “Well Tammy how is being a cum slut so far”? “Look JC since I have no choice what can I say”. “Good now roll over”, “Why”? “Tammy roll over”! She rolled over and he got behind her, “No please I’ve never had a cock in me there before”. “Well get use to it as it is going to be a regular occurrence”.
The large cock pushed into her tight ass, even allowing for him putting a considerable amount of lube on both her ass and his cock she felt filled. She was crying as he pushed deeper. My god went through her mind Then she had Wayne’s cock down her throat while howie messaged her tits. They had a rhythm going as her mouth and ass were both being fucked at the same time. She thought she heard a camera shooting pictures but she wasn’t sure.
Wayne grabbed her head and pushed his cock deep down her throat, she felt a large glob of cum shoot out of his cock, it hit the back of her throat and she swallowed quickly as she knew there was plenty more to come. After she had swallowed twice more JC grabbed her hips shoved his cock balls deep and spurted cum in her bowels. She shrived and had a slight climax. My god he made me cum using my ass.
JC moved off and Howie replace him with his cock in her ass, she was crying and yet excited as he was in no hurry and pounded her for five minutes before adding another load of cum to her bowels. She felt that slight shiver of a small climax again. Out plopped his cock and they all sat on the bed.
“JC is your nut sack empty”? “Yeah for now no more cum left Wayne, yours empty”? “To be sure I’m done for now”. “Tammy you have a great tight ass and pussy”, “My pussy isn’t to tight at the moment and is very sloppy thanks to you guys”. “Well get use to it”.
They started to get dressed Wayne looked at her, “You certainly know how to suck a great cock”. “Thank you, could I ask that as long as I’m going to be fucked constantly by you guys if I buy you condoms to use”. Tammy I told you every drop of cum in our balls goes in you, period”! “OK JC if that’s what you want. I just didn’t want to take the chance of getting pregnant.
The guys left her sitting on the bed in her panties; she heard the front door close. Well It could have been worse she thought. There was a noise coming out of her son Brad’s room. She walked down the hall and opened the door. There he sat cock in had stoking it while apparently watching a porno. Covering her breasts she turned to leave and heard him yell. “Mom get in her, turning back she entered the room, “Come in this is great”. She Watched in horror as she saw herself being fucked by her three new friends.
“They were filming me”? “No I was filming you” “Oh now what”? Well first get in here and suck me dry then well discuss my plans for you”.

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For The Weekend

Hi. I’m a new writer. This is my first “Fantasy.” it is entirely fictional. I I hope you enjoy it. c:

Fantasy

Two White Sluts, One Black Cock

This story stands on its own, but is a continuation of “A black cock for mom.” Read the story if you want, or here is a recap:
Kate Smith leads a happy life as a wife and mother. She is a beautiful 36 year old with a 16 year old son and twin 14 year old daughters. Time had been gentle to her, as her 5’6’’ frame remained petite and her face clear of most wrinkles. Her hair was as thick and dark as when she was a young girl, and her eyes were a piercing green. Kate’s husband, Jeff Smith, had generously paid for a “breast rejuvenation” at 35 that made her 32C chest more perky and beautiful than when she was her daughters’ age.
She has grown bored with her sexual relationship with her husband. In her position as a bank manager, she meets Buck, a 5’11’’ 160 pound black man applying for a janitorial position. Long story short, she needs her pussy stuffed by his thick ten inch cock. They meet at a hotel where he reams her, thus securing the position as janitor and Kate Smith’s master. This story begins the next morning at the Smith family house…
Kate had arrived home the previous evening showered and fresh after her sexual adventure. She offered a lame excuse of a late management meeting, which her husband accepted. He requested sex but she declined on account of the black semen Buck had pumped inside her. Drifting off to sleep, Kate was nervous and excited for this new chapter in her life.
The next day was casual Friday. While Kate normally wore jeans and a nice blouse, she wanted to make Buck’s first day at work one to remember. Her husband left for work early with the children, dropping them off at school. She snuck into the twins’ room and selected a nearly-scandalous, tight short skirt and low-cut top from her daughter Rachel’s closet. The panties she had worn the night before were soaked with leaking cum, and thus she ran a small load of laundry. Emptying the dryer, Kate found a sexy black thong and pair of heels on the floor to match the outfit. Admiring herself in the mirror, she exclaimed, “Girl, you are a sex goddess.”
The workday was filled with furtive but knowing glances at the new janitor. As she strutted by Buck on her way to grab lunch, she innocently mentioned that her office was rather dirty. “Maybe you can drop by after the branch closes to give it a thorough cleaning. It really needs some attention.”
The day dragged on until five o’clock finally arrived. Her favorite teller, Ashley, stopped by to say goodbye for the weekend. “Kate, you’re normally the first one out the door on Friday. Anything I can help you with before I go?”
“No, but thank you,” Kate replied. She added honestly, motioning to the paperwork on her desk, “I’m really going to get rammed once I can get started on this stuff. Have a good weekend.”
“You too, goodnight.”
Finally, at 5:45, the last employee left the building. Kate was alone in her office as the janitor, a very diligent employee, sauntered towards the door. “You needed some work done?”
“You know exactly what I need,” she replied standing up from her chair and walking towards the black man.
Buck walked in, shutting the door behind him. “Good, cuz I’ve got blue balls from staring at that tight ass all day. Get on yo knees bitch and worship this black cock.”
The boss turned into a slave girl, kneeling on the floor and crawling to Buck. She unzipped his dark blue workpants and fished for the hole in his boxers. Kate found it on the first try, making contact with his flaccid six inch member. She pulled and it flopped out. As Kate licked and sucked, she felt it swelling into a monster almost twice its original size in her mouth. While sucking on Buck’s balls, she marveled at his cock’s length and girth as it lay across her face, the bulbous head protruding past her forehead.
Looking up at him with eyes of desire, she begged, “I need it now.”
“What do you need? Say it like the slut you are.”
“I need this big cock inside me.”
“Better.”
“I need this huge black rod in my white pussy.” Juice running down her legs, Kate was rubbing her clit through her thong in anticipation.
“Better.”
Like a bitch in heat, she yelled, “I need your monstrous black cock to stuff my slutty white cunt! I need you to destroy my little white fuckhole with your black rod! I’m a fucking white whore so start treating me like one!”
“That’s right bitch.” Buck cleared the papers off Kate’s desk. He pulled down his pants and sat on the desk. “Show me how a white slut works a black cock.”
Kate immediately climbed on top of the muscular dark skinned man. Straddling him, she pulled the tight skirt up above her waist, exposing her lacy thong and freshly shaven pussy. The mom of three shook with excitement as she pulled the thong aside and maneuvered the monster cock towards her pleasure hole. Staring downwards, she said, “I love the look of my creamy white thighs resting on your dark body. I love the purple head of your cock on the precipice, just before it plunges in.”
He ripped off her shirt and bra. “And I love watching my strong black hands rubbing your big white tits and tiny pink nipples.” Kate moaned in pleasure as he squeezed. The moaning became louder as she dropped her hips lower, accepting his head inside her still sore cunt. She began to ride the monster up and down, inching lower with each thrust. Kate screamed with pleasure and pain as she came closer to the hilt. She finally felt the impact of her pussy lips on his pubic hair and a painful sensation in her cervix.
“I need to have an orgasm, master.”
“Feel free, slut. You’re doing great.”
With his permission, Kate furiously massaged her clit while riding all ten inches of Buck’s cock. The rod glistened with her juices as Kate’s office was filled with increasingly loud screaming, complimented by the rhythmic slapping of a white ass against black thighs. She reached climax and gushed all over her lover, fluids dripping onto her desk.
Kate was ready to milk Buck’s member dry when she heard a faint noise behind her. It was a click and then a man’s voice. “Are you ok?”
“Oh fuck” was Kate’s only thought. It was Jake, the 25 year old assistant manager she had just recently promoted. He looked on the scene in absolute confusion, stammering for words.
“What the fuck is going on here? What about your family?” Jake and his wife had gone on several double-dates with Kate and her husband. The two couples were becoming close.
Buck’s cock had gone soft inside Kate. She toppled off him as he pulled up his pants and pushed past Jake out the door. “I’m…so…sorry” was all Kate could think to say.
“How long has this been going on?”
“It just started yesterday. Listen, please don’t tell anyone about this. I can’t lose my job and my family. I’ll do anything, please.”
It was as though Jake hadn’t heard a word she said. “Why did you decide to cheat on your husband with the new janitor?”
“I don’t know. I was bored, it was just a stupid spur of the moment thing.”
“Was it because he is black?”
“What? No, not at all. Well…I don’t know.”
“Answer the question or I call corporate right now.”
Kate finally noticed she was standing naked in front of Jake and started dressing.“Fine. Yeah, I guess it was. I liked the idea of being owned by a black man.”
“You liked? So just because you got caught you don’t like it anymore?”
She was getting annoyed. “Yeah. Well…no. I don’t know, what is the point of this? Are you going to tell anybody or not?”
“That depends. I have a huge, terrible secret over you. I could think with my brain and milk this for all it’s worth, or think with my dick. Should I go for promotions, bonuses, and vacation days, or the hope of satisfying my biggest sexual fantasy?”
Kate was surprised, but saw an easy out. “What is your fantasy?”
“I want to watch my wife fuck a black man. I have been talking about this for a while and she is on the edge. I think you and your friend there can push her over the edge.”
“You want me to convince Becky to have sex with Buck?”
“Yes and no. You also have to be there…involved.”
“And you won’t tell anybody and will drop this for good?”
“Swear on my life.”
“You’ve got yourself a deal.”
Kate and Jake spent the next two months working out the details of the plan. She suddenly got much closer to Becky, turning from acquaintances to friends over a few weeks. The friendship reminded both of them of their college days, when they would spend party weekends with the girls flirting with frat guys. Buck was a more than willing participant, thinking he had been fired for his conduct.
Becky was a striking beauty. Fresh out of college, the 22 year old was tall, 5 feet 8 inches, and petite, 125 pounds. Her cute 32/B breasts perfectly complimented her figure. She was tan with beautiful long blonde hair and blue eyes. In terms of age it was a unique friendship, but their matching personalities meant Kate and Becky got along perfectly.
The plan came together on a Saturday. Kate planned a girls’ night out with Becky, stopping by a few bars to get loose before they would “accidently” run into Buck. Everything went well and at ten o’clock the pair stopped into the Roundeye bar. Kate was excited when Buck, playing the role of handsome stranger, walked up next to the girls. He sat next to Becky and introduced himself.
Kate, carrying out the plan, immediately began flirting openly with Buck. Freed from the bonds of social convention by the alcohol and encouraged by her adventurous friend, Becky joined in. The talk shifted from lighthearted flirting to sexual matters, encouraged by Kate and Buck. “Is it true what they say about black guys?” Becky questioned
“I don’t know. What do they say?”
She shot him a devilish grin. “You know, about….down there,” Becky giggled.
“What about it?”
“Yeah, what about it,” added Kate with a sly smile.
“Well…” Becky’s face had turned red from embarrassment. “I heard that it is pretty big.”
“Ohhhhh. No, that is just a myth,” responded Buck. “It isn’t pretty big, it is huge.”
Both girls squealed with delight. Kate asked, “can we see it?”
Becky was shocked. She leaned in close to Kate and whispered, “What are you doing? We’re married!”
“What’s wrong with a little fun? I deserve it, don’t you?”
“I guess….” The smile returned to her face. “So can we see it?”
“Of course you can, girls. I just happen to have a hotel room two blocks away. We can walk if you want to.”
“I don’t know if we should do this.” Becky was apprehensive. “Is this right?”
“Of course it is. Would your husband really mind?”
“No. Actually, he has wanted me to do this for a while. You’re right, let’s just see what happens.”
The threesome paid their tab and walked to the hotel. They flirted in the elevator and on the way to the room, number 416.
“We’re here,” said Buck as he unlocked the door and led the beautiful women inside.
The black man had already experienced Kate, so he didn’t need to guess what lay under her clothes. Becky, on the other hand, was still a mystery, though her tight bar-hopping outfit of leggings and a camisole left little to the imagination. Kate could tell he looked forward to exploring her tight young body.
The three sat on the king-sized bed. “What did you ladies want, again?”
Kate answered, “We want to know if what they say about black guys is true. Can I get a peek?”
“Maybe, but what do I get out of it?”
“What do you want?”
“I know what they say about black guys. Did you know they say something like that about white girls? I heard that all white girls have tight little holes that crave black cock. Is that true?”
“I don’t know,” said Becky. “Maybe let us take a look at what you’re working with first, and then we’ll see.”
“Fine.” Buck pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his rock hard ten inches. Kate smiled when she saw the look on Becky’s face.
“I can’t believe it is that big. How does it even fit?”
“Do you want to find out?”
Becky’s simple answer surprised Kate. “Yes. I need it.” She lunged forward and buried her face in his groin, lapping hungrily at his member. “You are such a man.” She had turned into a black cock slut.
Kate stood up and undressed as Buck removed his shirt. He had to restrain Becky, which only made her want his cock more. “Calm down girl, you’ll get what you need.” He removed her shirt, bra, and then leggings. She squirmed on the bed in her panties as Buck held down her arms. “What do you want?”
“I want your black cock to defile my tiny white holes.”
“You can have it, but you to put on a show for me first. Makeout with your friend.”
Becky did as she was told. Slipping out of her panties, Kate climbed on top of her. Their nude bodies pressed together, breasts smashed and hips grinding as they kissed. “Are you a whore for black cock?”
“Yes,” Becky answered.
“Prove it.” She watched as Kate got up and rummaged through her purse. The mom retrieved a black permanent marker. Kate removed the cap and wrote across Becky’s chest, “Blacks Only.”
“Wait!” Becky was scared. “How can I explain this to Jake?”
Kate replied, “He already knows. He arranged this whole thing and is waiting in the lobby. Should I call him up?”
Becky replied with indifference. “No, I’ve got everything I need right here.”
The girls giggled as they took turns writing on each other’s bodies. “Negroes enter in rear,” “This hole for black use only,” “White Slut,” “Black hoe,” and Becky’s personal favorite, “Black Babymaker.”
“You know, Buck and I have been at this for months now. I missed my period and got a positive pregnancy test two weeks ago. I’m carrying a little brown baby inside of me.”
“Wow, that is incredible.” Becky asked, “Are you sure it isn’t your husband’s?”
“Positive. Buck is the only man who has filled me with his seed. With how many times he has shot his load into my pussy, I would be surprised if I wasn’t knocked up. Now it’s your turn.”
“Not yet,” Buck chimed in. “I want to see you white trash hoes do something nasty.”
Kate had something good in mind. In a sitting position, facing Becky who was lying on the bed, she interlaced their legs and began tribbing: rubbing their pussies together. Both girls were moaning and gyrating when Kate lifted her leg, stuffing her foot into her lesbian lover’s mouth. Becky did likewise and the girls sucked each other’s toes and licked the soles of their sweaty feet.
After a few minutes, Buck couldn’t take it anymore. The sight of Becky’s thin body swaying in motion with Kate’s, her small breasts bouncing on her chest, her moans of pleasure muffled by Kate’s sexy foot in her mouth, the words “Black Babymaker” written across her stomach. It all drove Buck wild. Speaking to Becky, he said, “It’s time, white slut.”
Kate asked, “Are you ready to be initiated into the sisterhood?”
“What?”
“The sisterhood of white girls who live for black cock. Your hole has two jobs now: to accept big black cocks and pump out brown babies. Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
Kate positioned herself behind Becky, holding her with her arms wrapped around the girl’s waist. “This will hurt, probably worse than your first time, but it is the only way for you to become a sister.”
Becky spread her legs to accommodate Buck’s muscular dark body. He lay on top of her, ready to initiate missionary-style sex. “You can scream if you want to.”
The head of his huge rod traced the outline of Becky’s shaved pussy lips. It found the hole and Buck thrust his hips, hammering into the tight young slut. “Ohhhhhhhh fuck that hurts!”
Kate laughed. “I know sweetie, I’ve been through it too.”
Buck worked slowly, pushing his cock deeper and deeper inside Becky with each thrust. She writhed with pleasure and pain, pinned between Buck’s muscles and Kate’s large breasts. For several minutes all she could do was hold on to Buck until the pain began to subside. Her breathing became less shallow as her cunt stretched to accommodate its new extra-large master.
“Does my little white fucktoy enjoy being banged by a big nigger cock?”
“Yes master.”
“Do you like having your tiny white pussy ruined?”
“Yes master.”
“Good. Now get on your hands and knees. Kate, get your slut face under her pussy.”
The slaves complied. Buck entered Becky from behind, Kate’s face only a few inches away. She lifted her head and stuck out her tongue, lapping up Becky’s juices on Buck’s huge cock. Becky screamed into the pillow as Buck turned her white cunt inside out. “Are you ready babe?”
“Yes master. Fill me with your seed.”
“What do you want?”
“I want you to shoot your black jizz straight into my cervix. Get me pregnant.”
With that, Buck groaned as he unleashed a torrent of cum inside Becky. It was more than she had ever felt before. She cried with happiness as Buck pulled out, her pussy slick with a combination of her juice and his semen. Kate lapped up sweet juice that dripped from Buck’s cock.
The trio found Jake sitting in the lobby. He was furious that Kate never called him to the room, but his anger subsided when he saw the look of fulfillment on his wife’s face. Speaking to her husband, Becky said, “Everything is different now. I’m a slut for big black cock.”
Six months later, both Becky and Kate were sporting matching pregnant bellies. Buck’s seed had planted inside the girls, forever cementing their status as white sluts for black cock.

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