Teacher has session with Father and son

He was staring at her again. It was a stare that caused her heart rate to increase and made her stomach flutter. The boy was very masculine and she always felt naked beneath his gaze. Darlene broke eye contact and continued teaching class. Half the boys in her classes usually stared at her, but today he was the only one. The other students were passing notes, staring out the window, and a few were sleeping. They didn't care, most had graduated and couldn't wait for school to end.

The first time she had seen Jamal, he had been a skinny black kid, a nerd, complete with glasses and a brain to match. His IQ was well above genius level and he had a 4.0 GPA. He was the perfect target for the bullies in school because of his nerdy exterior and the fact that his dad was the school janitor. Some days he showed up with black eyes and bruises and he shyly kept to himself, his only friends some of the other geeks.

All that changed this year. When Jamal returned from summer break he was barely recognizable. He was now as big as a pro wrestler and the glasses had disappeared. Coach had flipped when he saw the muscular black kid and recruited him for the football team. He hadn't been very good. He seemed unused to his new body, and unskilled with a football in his hands, but opposing teams soon learned that he couldn't be brought down. He had also skipped half the year and was now failing her class. On top of that Jamal seemed to have a lot of money now and Darlene was afraid he was dealing drugs, even speaking to his father about it. The janitor had replied that Jamal was working at a pharmaceutical plant outside Stoney Harbor and was making some big bucks.

His father had also apparently taken whatever kind of steroid Jamal was on. He looked great and had dyed his grey afro black again. He looked fifteen years younger, more like an older brother then a father. Both men stood around six and a half feet tall towering over the other students and Darlene's small just over five foot frame.

The bell went off and the teacher said, "Read chapters nineteen and twenty. There'll be a quiz on them tomorrow." The class groaned and as one stood up and headed for the door. All except Jamal that is. He stayed seated and continued to stare at her. "Anything I can do for you Jamal?"

"Yes, Mrs. Duncan. I need you to change my grade."

"You should have thought of that before skipping my class. What happened to you Jamal, you used to be such a great student?"

"I decided I'd had enough of dead white people bullshit."

"Keep that language up and I'll see you don't ever graduate." It felt weird threatening this giant hulking black man towering over her. "That's not the respectable attitude I need..."

"I know exactly what you need Mrs. Duncan."

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"I know exactly what you need Mrs. Duncan," said Jamal holding his fat, thirteen inch cock up as he lay naked on her bed.

The woman crawled between his legs and took the cock she loved so much into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down over it, skillfully swallowing half with one thrust.

"Man, I always wanted this slut, watching her shake that hot ass walking down the school hall. Mind if I fuck her?"

"Sure dad, lets plug this bitch from both ends."

"Wait Jamal..." The woman had never done anything like this before. Jamal's cock was more then enough.

"Shuddup and spread your legs for my dad," shouted Jamal.

Malcom, the school janitor put the video camera on the dresser keeping it aimed at the bed. He was already shirtless and quickly became pantsless as he stripped, his thick eleven inch cock springing up as he freed it.

Malcom climbed behind the girl easily inserting his hard cock into her wet pussy. "Oh god, fuck me," she moaned.

"Shuddup bitch, you'll ruin everything," snapped Jamal.

"This is one hot pussy you got Mrs. Duncan," cried Malcom spanking her ass with one hand and wrapping his other fist around her blonde hair. "I bet Raymond doesn't fill you with this much cock." As he spoke Malcom's arm flexed and her blonde wig fell off revealing curly red hair tied up in a bun.

"Dammit dad," cried Jamal just as his cum filled Tiffany the head cheerleader's mouth.

"Don't sweat it Jamal. We'll have the tech boys edit the video. Now lets fuck this snooty bitch. Never even glanced at me the lowly janitor when you walked on by. Now your hooked on black dick."

"Yes, yes yes," cried the girl licking up Jamal's cum from around her lips. "I'm a slut for your big cocks."

When the two men finshed with her, they quickly cleaned the sheets while Malcom went downstairs. Mrs. Duncan had asked him to fix her plumbing while her husband was away and loaned him a key.

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"Here Darlene," said Malcom handing her a glass of tea. "You looked thirsty."

"Thats Mrs. Duncan, Malcom, but thanks I am thirsty." Darlene was laying out in her yard wearing a modest bikini. She was very aware that Malcom had used the drink as an excuse to check out her body and his eyes were freely roaming every inch of bare skin. She was also very aware of his body. The janitor had removed his shirt in the warm spring air and she had never seen a chest so well-defined. His torso rippled with muscles. "Aren't you done yet?" He was supposed to have finished yesterday while she was at school. Raymond was coming home tonight and she wanted to work on her tan for her husband.

"Almost."

"By the way, Jamal skipped class again yesterday."

"He was with me, bit of a family 'mergency."

"Very good then." Darlene laid back and closed her eyes. The vision of Malcom's granite black chest sprang unbidden to her mind. The way his eyes freely roamed her body as if he owned her, the way his son dominated any room he was in...there was something special about these two. Moisture formed between her legs and it wasn't sweat. Her breasts were smalish, but perfectly formed with fat, sensitive nipples. They hardened, stretching out the bikini top as she thought of the black men. She opened her eyes when she heard the low whistle.

"I always knew you were hiding a hot bod under those dowdy outfits of yours." Jamal was standing over her. He too was shirtless and her eyes couldn't help running down his muscular chest stopping perplexed on a freakishly big bulge under his shorts. "You're sure one fine bitch Darlene."

"Jamal, that's Mrs. Duncan and if you speak to me this way one more time, I'll see you're expelled.

"Yes Mrs. Duncan."

"What are you doing here anyway?"

"Came to help my dad."

"Fine then, go on inside." Darlene closed her eyes again aware that both black men were coming out to look at her body from time to time, but unaware that they were naked standing behind her, long banana-like cocks dangling down halfway to their knees.

Raymond came home just as Malcom was collecting his tools. "That'll be $90 Mrs. Duncan."

Darlene's eyes opened with delight when she saw her husband home early. "I got it honey," said Raymond taking the money out of his wallet. "Thanks for fixing our plumbing problem Malcom. I'm away so much I don't have time to fix things around here. I'm leaving again Monday morning."

"No," said Darlene upset she'd only have a day and a half with her husband.

'Sorry honey." Raymond watched Malcom and Jamal leave. "Jesus, those guys are huge. They could be professional weightlifters." Raymond looked back at his wife still in the bikini, his dick stirring at the sight. "Lets go inside."

"My thoughts exactly." Darlene jumped up and ran upstairs to the bedroom.

Afterwards, she was still horny. Sex had been good, but unsatisfying. Plus, she couldn't help comparing her husband's pale, flabby torso to the well-built black men that had just left. Even worse, she continued to be horny all weekend and that was the last erection she saw on her husband. His penis even seemed to shrivel a little by Sunday night. Darlene went to school that Monday a horny frustrated woman.

Again that day after class Jamal waited until the other students had left. "I need you to change my grade Mrs. Duncan."

"Actions have consequences Jamal. You should have thought of that before blowing off class."

"Why don't you blow me off bitch."

"...JAMAL! You've gone to far."

"You want it teach. Look how hard your nipples are. I bet your pussy is soaking wet right now at the thought of getting a man-sized cock in your mouth. Mr Duncan's little worm can't satisfy a horny slut like you."

"Get out now. Get out before I call the cops."

"I need you to change my grade. I'm making three times what you're geting paid. I don't have time to go to summer school."

"Get out!"

Darlene collapsed against her desk as Jamal left the room. Her face was flushed and her hands were trembling. She sat down in her chair, her soaked vagina making her thighs cold and clammy. Jesus, but a lot of what he said was true. Staring up at his massive chest had made her pussy spasm with excitement. It was all she could do to stand up to him, her instincts told her to fall to her knees at his feet. She had never felt submissive around Raymond before. Jamal wasn't right about her husband though, Raymond had a nice sized penis, but it had resembled a worm the last time she had seen it. Like a little pale grub shrinking up against his testicles. Unfortunately, his impotence last weekend coincided with her unusual state of horniness. Darlene tried to compose herself before her next class.

Darlene went home and soaked in the tub. It had been a long, bad, day. She hadn't seen Malcom, but had left a message on his answering machine to give her a call. He was a helpful man and she wanted to give him the curtesy of notifying him that she was about to have Jamal expelled. She hated to do it to him, but his son was out of control.

Darlene got out of the tub and toweled herself dry. Even now after relaxing there were still outward signs that she was aroused. Her sensitive nipples were so hard they ached and her vagina had an itch that only Raymond's stiff penis could scratch. She was putting on one of her husband's shirts when the doorbell rang.

Darlene ran downstairs and peeked through the curtains. Jamal was standing on her doorstep. "What do you want Jamal?" she called.

"I need you to change my grade."

"Go away before I call the police."

To Darlene's horror, the door knob jingled and the door opened. He had a key! Just as it registered, she turned to run when his hand shot out and grabbed her collar jerking her back. Several buttons flew off her shirt exposing her breasts.

"I"m not going to hurt you Mrs. Duncan."

"Then get out now. Your in big trouble young man." She held her shirt closed with her fist trying to pull it down over her crotch and ass with her other hand. Luckily, she was short and it covered her modesty...barely. "How'd you get a key?"

"I copied the one you gave dad. Now listen bitch, I need you to watch this." Jamal held his hand out with a video cassette in it. The sticker on the cassette read, Everybody Loves Raymonds Wife. She didn't take it as that would mean exposing some part of her body to Jamal. "Where's the tv?" he asked.

"She nodded towards the living room and followed him there.

He inserted the tape and pressed play. The bastard had inserted a porno. The camera was focused on the biggest blackest dick she had ever seen. It looked huge, but she assumed it was from the zoom. The camera panned back showing off the giant cock and balls so big they were splayed out on the bed between the man's thighs. It wasn't the zoom, the black monstrosity was over a foot long. "I know what you need Mrs. Duncan," said Jamal's voice on the screen. A blonde woman with her back to the camera walked over and began sucking on the massive appendage. Darlene was horrified, Jamal was setting her up.

"That's not me, her breasts are bigger," she said aghast.

The camera panned back showing Jamal lying on her bed. On her bed! He had filmed this in her bedroom.

It got worse. Malcom appeared and stripped revealing another huge erect cock. Dear, helpful Malcom was in on this. "This is one hot pussy you got Mrs. Duncan," cried Malcom spanking her ass with one hand and wrapping his other fist around her blonde hair. "I bet Raymond doesn't fill you with this much cock." The picture flickered showing it had been edited.

"You animal, this doesn't prove anything," she growled angry.

On screen, Malcom pulled out his huge cock and came all over the girl's ass and back. Darlene had never seen so much cum in her life. One wad was more then Raymond had shot in a year and there were at least five wads. After that, sperm oozed from Malcom's still hard cock.

They fucked the girl several times, the men's stamina amazing Darlene. Jamal fucked her while Malcom shoved his cock in her ass. The picture never showed the girl's face. Despite the obvious atempt at blackmail, the movie was turning her on. Jamal had her when it ended with her sunning herself. She saw Malcom and Jamal walking behind her naked. The scene changed to just the two black men talking. "This is really your teacher?"

"Yeah dad, she's a real slut for black cock."

The scene switched again to her laying out when Raymond came home. "Thanks for taking care of our plumbing problem Malcom," said her husband paying him. It made it look like he had paid the black men to fuck her.

"So change your grade and this all goes away?" She mumbled.

"Nope, the price just went up. I want a blowjob from those white lips for interest." Jamal paused when he saw how red in the face she was getting. "What's the matter teach, never given a bj before?"

"Yes, but it's disgusting. I don't enjoy it with my husband. Your not him. Your a teenager. Your a b..."

"Black man?"

"Bastard."

"Don't call me names Darlene. I own your white ass. You want the school board to see this. I'll say this happened before my eighteenth birthday. You could go to jail."

"Look Jamal, you win ok? Just give me the tape and I will change your grade."

"Call me Mr Washington. Show me some respect. I'm going easy on you Darlene. I'm learning how to do business in the real world. This is a simple exchange for goods and serices. Suck off my cock and change my grade, in exchange for this service I give you the goods.

"What happened to you Jamal? Was it the steroids?"

"The longer you stall, the more interest is gonna accumulate. I might make you spread them legs for me."

"Alright, pull it out." Her stomach was in a knot at the thought of what she was about to do.

"That's your job Darlene and take that shirt off, I want to see you naked.

"Jamal, please?"

"That's Mr Washington. Now strip."

Darlene's hands were shaking as she unbuttoned the remaining buttons on her husband's shirt. Her skin was flushed and she was ashamed of the obvious signs of arousal on her body. She let the shirt fall to the floor.

"Very nice. Now ask me if you can take my cock out."

Darlene clenched her fists with anger. This boy was intent on making this as humiliating as possible. "May I take your cock out Mr Washington?"

"Yes," said Jamal sitting on the couch and spreading his legs. "Drop to your knees and crawl to me. You must ask and seek permission before you can do anything."

Darlene fell to her knees and crawled slowly towards him. Though she found what she was about to do revolting, there was also something exciting about it. She was about to taste the forbidden fruit. Teacher-student, black man- white woman. teenager-wife, this was wrong, but thrilling. She was about to touch only the second penis in her life and one much bigger then her husband's. She reached up for his belt buckle, but Jamal slapped her hand away. "Ask!"

"May I take your cock out Mr Washington?"

"You may."

Darlene fumbled with his buckle, her hands were shaking so much. She got it unbuckled and then undid his jeans, slowly pulling the zipper down. She reached under his boxers, holding her breath, strangely anticipating touching it as her hands brushed his pubic hair. Her fingers lid along a shaft as thick as a large flashlight. She grabbed it and with difficulty pulled the giant black organ out. "Dear god."

"Describe it."

"It's so big and hard and black. It's so big, I've never seen anything like it. It's so big."

"Bigger then your husband?"

"Yes, at least twice as long and a lot thicker. I didn't know penises got this big."

"Always call it a cock."

"I've never seen a cock like this Mr Washington." It was so hot, like it was alive, throbbing in her hand. It was even more impressive in person then on the video. It was perfectly straight where her husband's curved upwards a little. The head was a big black knob the size of a plum all swollen and hard. The shaft was lighter in color crisscrossed with thick blue-black veins, the rod widening as thick as her wrist just under the black helmut. It even smelled good. Darlene felt the itch in her pussy again, but this time it seemed deeper, beyond the reach of her husband's penis. "How big is it?"

"Just under thirteen inches. It's growing impatient."

"May I suck your cock now Mr Washington?"

"No, lick it first. Lick all around the head, then down the shaft. I also want you to lick each ball." Darlene shivered and pulled the shaft down towards her mouth. Moisture was forming on his huge pee-slit, starting to drip down the shaft. Her tongue flickered out and she began licking the head avoiding the pre-cum. "Lick everywhere slut," he ordered. She gulped and ran her tongue over the now rapidly oozing pre-cum.

Jamal's cock was so hard, it was unyeilding. She pushed against the head with her tongue, the skin didn't budge, nor could she squeeze it. Raymond had never been this hard, it was as if Jamal's cock was carved from granite. She moved her tongue down his shaft, licking the sides and under it. She marveled at the size of his testicles as she licked his hairy sack. They were as big as apples and hung down over the edge of her couch. She slid her tongue back up to the tip and around the head, willingly lapping up the pre-cum now. "May I suck your cock now?"

"Yes." Darlene parted her lips and closed them around the head as she took him in her mouth. She started by bobbing her head over the tip and then several inches. Soon it touched her throat and she gagged. It was just too big. "It's ok Darlene, I didn't expect much from you. You've never had a real cock, a black man's cock to suck on after all. Just do what you can."

For some reason his condescending words angered her. She could do better, she could swallow more, she was better then those cheerleaders Jamal ran around with. This time she suppressed her gag reflex and pushed downward, feeling the head enter her throat. She attacked the huge black cock with gusto, swallowing more with each downward thrust of her head. She needed to rest from time to time and settled for stroking his shaft while licking the head until she felt she could swallow him again.

Darlene was finding this challenging, rewarding even. Why was she enjoying this? She had only done this for Raymond to show she loved him but mostly in hopes he would return the favor, but with Jamal she was actually getting pleasure out of sucking his cock. She was thrilled when he moaned softly and when he started almost imperceptibly bucking his hips. He ran his fingers through her hair pulling her head down over his superior black cock. She obeyed, not stopping until her nose touched his pubic hair. She had swallowed it all.

Darlene attacked his cock like a mad woman, bobbing her head rapidly over the shaft. She was stopping less frequently now to catch her breath, but when she did she used both hands to stroke his rod. When her hand grew tired, she used her mouth again, looking up at him as she swallowed it.

Darlene had lost track of time. All she knew was that her arms and throat were tired. His cock had been acting funny for several minutes now. It was jerking in her throat and it seemed to have grown even bigger. Jamal's rhythm was off and he was grunting. She was deep throating his cock when he bellowed and it jerked in her throat. He was cumming! He had just shot a load into her belly. The thought of swallowing a man's sperm disgusted her. Darlene quickly moved her head up, there was another spasm and another wad slid down her throat. He came again when the head was in her mouth. The amount caught her off guard, filling her mouth completely. Her cheeks bulged out and she gagged, sperm pouring over her chin, breasts, and dripping down on to the carpet. It was better to swallow it. She clamped her mouth around the tip, swallowing the next load and finding she liked having his hot seed slding down her throat. Her belly felt full she had swallowed so much, but Darlene still found her hand was stroking forwards on the shaft as if milking it for more. She fell backwards in surprise at what had just happened.
You sure you don't want this jammed in your pussy?" he asked. His cock was still mostly hard and glistened with her saliva.

She did, her pussy was practically screaming for it, but she denied it. "No, I can't."

"How about this one then?"

Darlene looked over in surprise. Malcom stood in the room, his pants around his ankles stroking his huge cock. His was under a foot long, maybe eleven inches but as thick as his son's, giving it a stubbier appearance. "I can't cheat on Raymond. I love my husband."

"Your going to let me put it in your pussy or I show this tape tommorrrow in the teacher's lounge." He held a copy of the tape.

"Malcom, I always liked you. Why are you doing this?"

"It is better to be feared then loved Mrs. Duncan."

What was a janitor doing quoting Machiavelli? "Dont you men realize this is wrong. You don't blackmail people for sex."

"Darlene," said Jamal."are you familiar with Nietztche? We are his super-men. We take what we want. Morals do not apply to us. Your weak husband is impotent around us. It is in your nature to submit to our superior black cocks. That is why you enjoyed sucking my cock so much. Once my dad gets his cock in your pussy, you'll understand. You'll never go back to fucking a white man again."

"You have no choice," said Malcom waving the video. "lets move this party upstairs, I wan't to fuck you on your marital bed."

"You were both so nice," Darlene mumbled. Her legs shook so much she had trouble standing as she moved towards the stairs. "Was it the steroids?" she asked Malcom. "Did they make you aggressive?"

Malcom smacked her ass to make her hurry up the stairs. "They made me powerful."

"And power corrupts," she said.

"Absolutely," said Malcom. "But it is my right as a dominant male to take what I want and I wanted you. Plus, it turned my weakling son into a man. I met some men in a strip bar who recruited us to work for them. Thats why Jamal needs to graduate. They want him in their research division, but he needs his diploma, so I conceived of this little blackmail scheme."

"This was your idea?" They were in the bedroom now.

"Oh yes," said Malcom. "I'm nearly as smart as Jamal. I just never had proper schooling. Now get on the bed, on all fours. I want to fuck you like an animal."

"It's not to late Malcom. I'm willing to forget this has happened." She climbed on all fours, her ass pointing towards Malcom. She was glad he had chosen such an unromantic position. There was no way this could be as good as facing the man you loved in the missionary position.

"Shit bitch," he was completely naked now. "Your pussy's begging for my cock. Your lips are all swollen and wet. They've already spread open in anticipation of getting their first real fucking. Tell me to fuck you."

"I can't."

Malcom moved between her legs and ran the head of his cock up and down her pussy lips. She moaned and her pussy opened wider. "Tell you what Mrs. Duncan, I'll make you a deal. Let me put the whole thing in you. Once it's in, all you have to do is give the word and I'll pull it out. You can have both tapes and we'll leave. All you have to do is change Jamal's grade so that he passes. Do we have a deal?" He moved his cock head slowly aound her labia to coat it with lubrication.

"Yesss," she moaned. That wouldn't be so bad. Just take his cock inside her and then it would be gone.

"Now beg me to put it in."

"Put it in Malcom." Darlene's eyes flew open as the head pushed inside her. Her pussy had never stretched this wide. He pushed several inches inside her, pulling out and pushing just a little more in. He was slowly fucking her and her body was betraying her. She was going to cum all over the janitor's cock if she couldn't get ahold of herself. "Enough pull it out, a deals a deal."

Malcom laughed and pulled all but the head out. "The deal was for you to take it all. That was only half."

"I don't believe it."

"You'll see." Malcom slammed his hips forward burying his cock in her pussy.

Thank god it hurt, gone was the threat of cumming with this arrogant bastard. His monster cock had thrust deep into virgin territory, her pussy stretching out tight around it, squeezing his shaft, lubricating it with waves of juice. Nerve endings she didn't know existed were coming alive sending electrical impulses to her brain, assaulting it with...Pleasure!

"Now what will it be Mrs. Duncan? You know you love it. So let lose and enjoy it or do I pull it out?"

If only he'd move it just a little she could cum. She was practically cumming just from being stuffed with such a big cock. Even the initial pain was better then this teasing, aching need for an orgasm. It promised to be a big one too. "Move it around please," she grunted.

"Are you asking me to keep it in, to fuck you?"

"Yes. Please Malcom, I need to be fucked, please fuck me." Malcom began pumping her pussy and t didn't take long for the orgasm to break lose. "Oh yes, god yes, I'm cumming."

Jamal was hard again and moved around to stick his cock back in her face, but Malcom waved him off. "I want her to talk first." He waited for her to come down from her orgasmic high before continuing. "Describe how it feels."

"It's so big in my pussy. Your big black cock is stretching me out. I never knew sex could feel this good. Oh my god, I'm going to cum again. Aaahhh."

"Pretend your husband is watching, what would you tell him?"

"Raymond your prick is pathetic. I thought you pleased me, but I was wrong. I've never been truly fucked until tonight." Darlene was really getting into it. Malcom was using the entire length of his cock to fuck her, slamming it in so hard, his big balls were slapping against her thighs. It was all she could do to stay on all fours. "Ray, their black cocks are so much better then yours. These men are built for sex. I love you, but my body belongs to them now."

For some reason these men needed their egos stroked. She had never been vocal during sex, but found herself getting into it. Darlene was about to continue when Jamal growing impatient, stuck his cock in her face. She opened her mouth and took him inside.

Sweet, conservative Darlene was getting plugged from both ends and she loved it. She loved being helpless. She loved being dominated. She loved having Jamal's cock roughly shoved down her throat with each powerful thrust of Malcom's cock.

Malcom grabbed her hips and pulled forwards locking their crotches together. His cock spasmed, cum exploding deep in her pussy triggering her own powerful orgasm.

Darlene immediately felt a deep sense of loss when Malcom removed his cock. She continued to slurp on Jamal's cock, but then he too pulled it out. Jamal walked around behind her "Shit dad, I wanted first crack at her pussy. I'm not sticking my cock in that mess."

Darlene could feel sperm flowing out of he pussy. "Fuck her ass then son," said Malcom.

"No way," said Darlene looking over her shoulder at them. "That thing will rip me in two."

"You'll learn to love it." Jamal pushed on her back until her head was mashed into the matress with her ass thrust up. "Reach behind you and pull your ass cheeks apart."

Darlene was scared, horrified even, but her hands obeyed his command, reaching behind her and pulling her butt cheeks apart. Her asshole was open for him, her pussy was a gaping sperm filled hole. No man had ever gotten this view of her before.

"Need some lube," grunted Jamal. He slapped her ass. "Be right back."

Darlene stayed frozen until Jamal returned from the bathroom. He had a small bottle of hand lotion in his hand and he first squirted a long line of lotion along his cock as if he were putting catsup on a big black foot long. The bottle had a long tubular opening and his next move was to stick it in her ass. He squeezed it, cold lotion spraying deep into her ass.

Jamal replaced the bottle with the head of his cock. Darlene was thankful for the excessive lubrication as he pushed forward. The big knobby cock-head bobbing before her head earlier was now pushing into her rectum. Pain shot up her spine as her asshole stretched open, then closed slightly around his cock head. He moved the head around a bit before pushing a little more in. Darlene moaned into the bedspread, the thick part under his cock-head was worse then the head itself as his cock continued to probe deeper. He pushed and pushed, finally stopping when it seemed as if he could get no more in.

Her knuckles were white from gripping her ass cheeks too tightly. As the pain faded, her grip loosened and he took it as a sign to began slowly fucking her ass. It was strange, but not unpleasant. There was no way a woman could get pleasure from this. Jamal seemed to be enjoying it and that was all that mattered. Darlene's eyes opened in surprise as she came to a realization. She was more concerned with pleasing him, then with herself. If he wanted to fuck her ass or stick his cock in her mouth, that's what she wanted too. Just as she had grown to love sucking his cock, she began to enjoy the slow ass-fucking. "Oooo fuck my ass Jamal. Fuck me with that black cock."

Jamal picked up the pace fucking her hard, even getting a few more inches inside when she tried to pull her ass open more for him. What would her fellow teachers think of shy, conservative Darlene Duncan now, if they could see her getting her ass reamed by one of her students?

Malcom appeared in front of her. Darlene watched in amazement as Malcom grabbed the tip of his semi-hard cock giving it a couple quick tugs. Within seconds his cock was as hard as it was when he had fucked her only a half hour ago. It looked as big and swollen as if he hadn't had sex in months. "You know what to do," he said. Darlene forced her torso up and took him in her mouth.

Darlene fucked and sucked their cocks for another half-hour before Jamal pumped her ass full of sperm. She moaned around Malcom's penis as Jamal slowly pulled his cock out. Her ass closed up behind it, forcing his seed up into the vacuum only to pour out of her ass, dripping down her crack to mix with the rapidly caking sperm his father had left in her pussy earlier. Malcom came a few minutes later. This time she tried to swallow it all, but it was still too much, sperm dribbled down her chin and she got her face hosed again when it briefly popped out of her mouth.

"Go clean up teacher," said Jamal. "I'm about to give you an F when you get done."

"I was hoping for a C," she replied, "or in your case a C++."

Jamal grinned at her. This was every student's dream, fucking his sexy white teacher. "I'll evaluate you on performance. Now hurry up. I'm ready to go now."

He was hard again! Impossible! They were super-men! She hurried to the shower trying to clean off as much of their sperm as she could, but finding the stuff was everywhere, turning sticky and gummy as the water touched it. She returned to her bedroom still wet, her skin glistening with moisture and her body glowing with a deep sense of satisfaction.

"Get on the bed," he said when she walked over to him.

"How do you want me?"

"On your back."

Darlene laid down on the bed with her head on the pillow, spreading her legs as Jamal climbed between them. She looked down her body in awe at the huge bobbing thirteen inch black cock poised to enter her. He kneeled between her legs and pushed the head in. Jamal put his arms under her knees and began working his cock into her pussy. It went in easier thanks to the stretching Malcom had already given her, but Jamal was two inches longer and those extra inches made her feel as if she were losing her virginity all over again.

He fucked her like that for a good fifteen minutes giving her numerous mini-orgasms as he pumped his entire cock in and out of her. "What's my grade now Mrs. Duncan?"

Darlene had planned to give him just a D, enough to graduate and get the video back. She changed her mind and shouted, "Oh Jamal, you're getting an A."

"I'm the teacher now," he said laying down on top of her. His huge waist held her spread legs wide open for his thrusting cock. Her nails dug into his back as she came again and again, feeling owned and protected beneath his huge size. She kissed his chest in submission.

Jamal rolled over carrying her on top of him. Darlene rode his cock while he sucked on her overly-sensitive nipples. His strong tongue twirled around her breasts, teasing each nipple before sucking first one then the other into his mouth. She collapsed on his chest as a powerful orgasm rocked her body. When she recovered, Malcom had his hands on her waist and was pushing his cock into her ass. Both her holes were getting plugged bringing her to a whole new level of sexual pleasure. There was no way she could ever give this up.

Later, Darlene stepped out of the shower again and walked to her bedroom with the spread, rolling gate of someone who had been on a horse too long. Her whole body was sore, but it was one of those pleasant aches you get from a good workout.

The black men were gone as were their clothes. She frowned, but was secretly relieved as her body was too exhausted to continue.

Darlene went over to her large walk-in closet for a robe. The door was open a crack and she pulled the doors apart getting the shock of her life. Raymond was kneeling on the floor with his hands, feet, and mouth duct-taped. There was a bouquet of flowers at his feet and his cheeks were stained with dried tears.

Darlene was horrified, until she saw the little bulge in his pants. "Things are gonna change around here," she said.

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"You mean her husband wached the whole thing?" asked Jamal.

"Yep, he came home early to surprise her while you were showing her the video. It didn't take much to cower the wimp. I restrained him and snuck him upstairs while she was sucking your cock."