The Burnt Toast Club

The Burnt Toast Club
copyright 2006 by Stormbringer
Revised 2010



Corrine Hartman pulled her convertible BMW into her parking spot and put
it in park. She pulled her sunglasses off and checked her eyes in the
mirror to see if the drops had made them less bloodshot. 'Whoever heard
of detention on Saturday?' thought the poor teacher.

Corey worked three jobs. During the week she was a high school English
teacher, on weekends she bartended at a popular college bar nearby, and
during football season, the 26 year old was a professional cheerleader
for the Philadelphia Eagles.

Corey was somewhat of an enigma. She believed that teachers should be
stern, conservative, and provide moral examples for the students. When
teaching, she wore slacks or ankle length skirts, bulky tops, and a
sports bra to help suppress her big D-cup breasts. It was all a joke
because every student had seen her cheerleading in short shorts and the
tight tops the cheerleaders wore. Corey was more liberal bartending so
the shorts and low-cut bosom- plus tip- enhancing tops came out. Several
of her old students were now old enough to drink and came to her bar
just to ogle her.

Mrs. Hartman had loved teaching at first. Soon in became obvious that her lifestyles were incompatible. She had been picked for the cover of the team's swimsuit calendar. The picture showed the young woman rising up out of the water on the beach. Her long blonde hair was wet and fell to the small of her back. The only thing she wore was small black panties. Her arm crossed her bare beasts and the bikini top dangled from the hand. Her full red lips were pursed and her blue eyes wide with an
"Oops" expression. That picture was now hanging in 65% of the male
student's lockers. One geek had made it the desktop background for the
entire school's networked computers.

Her students had been becoming more uncontrollable and thuggish without
the picture. The picture made things worse. They leered and ogled her.
One had grabbed her ass. One set of parents had complained about her when they caught their son jerking off to her picture. Corey sighed. She had already decided to give this up soon. She didn't need the money.

Corrine Hartman was now engaged to a dashing young business executive.
She held her hand up and looked at the large diamond glistening in the
sunlight. It was nearly as expensive as the BMW he had bought her.
Robert was a big advertiser with the Eagles. They held ten of the best
seats at the stadium. If Robert said, he wanted four players to meet his
clients, the owners replied, "which ones?". Robert had decided he wanted
the hottest Eagles’ cheerleader as his wife and Corey was unable to
resist. She was about to give up everything to become a trophy wife.

Corrine sat back in the BMW and watched them come. First there was the
geek. Melvin climbed out of his father's Volvo. He resembled his dad, a
skinny accountant wearing glasses. The small white kid looked nervously
around him before heading to the doors. Melvin was in detention for
putting the picture of Corey on all the computers. The little perv was
now on her shit list. His grades were too good to fail him, but he was
supposedly having financial trouble and was stuck going to a local
community college instead of the ivy league school that had accepted him.

The jock was next. Marcus was a giant black man as big as any pro
football player and today was his eighteenth birthday. His father, an
equally giant black man cuffed him on the back of the head before
driving off. The cheerleading coach had caught one of her girls giving
Marcus a blow job in the girl's showers. Corey had seen the coach right
afterward. The poor woman seemed in shock. Her mouth hung open and she
stared at Marcus with a look of awed amazement on her face. Though she never refused to talk about it.

The princess was next. Charisma Summers was the most stuck up bitch in
school. Corey had never encountered a more self centered person in her
life and Corey worked with professional cheerleaders. Charisma was head
cheerleader and always pestering Corey about getting her an interview
with the Eagles. Charisma was as stacked as Corey. She wore a pink
halter that strained with the swell of her breasts. A white skirt that
stopped mid-thigh showed off her long legs. She was dating Marcus' best
friend, the school quarterback.

The last two to arrive were the thugs. Both nineteen having missed a
year. They arrived together, no fathers, the two black men walked
quietly across the sports field. Why they hadn't dropped out entirely
was a wonder. Corey expected that they stayed in school to sell drugs to
the students. Luthor was nearly as big as Marcus. He wore camouflaged
pants and a tank top stretched taunt against his muscles. Anthony was
more leaner with a basketball player’s build, but all muscles. He was
nearly seven feet tall. Both thugs wore reflective sunglasses and
do-rags on their heads. Corey gulped. She hadn't expected them to show
up. Luthor was the thug who had grabbed her ass. Rumor had it that
Anthony had led a dozen black thugs in a circle jerk around her bikini
picture. He had been the only one caught. He claimed he was the only
one, but the picture was nearly soaked in ejaculate. "Nope, that's all
my baby juice," had been his response. Sleazy, but at least he wasn’t a rat.

Corrine sat back and waited and waited and waited some more. The school
wasn't about to make her monitor detention alone. The football coach was
supposed to show up. Where the hell was he? Corey didn't want to do this
alone.

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

Melvin gulped and sat as far from the black thugs as possible. The jock
wasn't all that bad though the man's size was intimidating. Melvin
opened his knapsack  taking out a thermos and brown bag. The crinkling
of the bag got the attention of the thugs.

"Thanks for the breakfast, dick." Anthony strolled over to Melvin's
seat. He grabbed the bag and took out the sandwich inside. "My favorite.
Hmmm." He crammed half the sandwich inside his mouth. The tall black
teen then snatched Melvin's thermos off the table and walked back to
Luthor.

"Hey give that back!" Melvin stood and walked to retrieve his drink.
Luthor turned and pushed him back. Melvin nearly fell. He moved around
and backed away from the black men, bumping into the teacher's desk just
as Corey came into the room. Her coffee spilled all over the floor just
as Melvin hit it. "Oops, sorry Miss Hartman."

Corrine sighed. "That's fine Melvin. Why don't you run on down to the
cafeteria and get me a replacement out of the vending machine."

"Yes, Miss Hartman."

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

Corey waited for Melvin to return before speaking. She winked at him as
he replaced her coffee and he blushed in response. He had also bought
Charisma and Marcus drinks, probably wanting protection from the thugs.
Charisma waved him off, looking annoyed. This was going to be a fun day.
Corey sighed. "Alright students, I know none of us want to be here on a
Saturday."

"Does that mean we can go home?" asked Marcus.

"We can all go home...in seven hours. Sit quietly. No talking. You may
read, study, or do homework if you'd like." Corrine almost laughed at
that one. "Sleep for all I care." Marcus raised his hand. "Yes, Marcus?"

"Where's the coach?"

"Late I guess. He should be here soon. Your detention begins now."

Corrine sat down at the librarian's desk. The students sat dispersed
amongst a row of tables. Luthor and Anthony leaned back with their feet
propped up on the tables. Neither had taken off their sunglasses. Corey
got the impression they were staring at her from behind the lenses. Of
course, Melvin and Marcus were staring too, though more surreptitiously.
The thugs sat up and started shifting uncomfortably.

Corrine began to feel hot. Her nipples were expanding as she glanced at
Anthony's broad muscular torso. The tight shirt he wore left nothing to
the imagination. He and Marcus were as cut as any of the football
players on her team. Her panties felt slightly moist. Damn, I'm getting
horny, she thought. Her fiancé was away on business and hadn't been
taking care of her. She was getting so horny, she was pressing her
pelvis down into her chair. Corey closed her eyes and tried to fight it.
She wondered if she could leave these losers alone long enough to run to
the ladies’ room and masturbate.

Corrine opened her eyes having made up her mind to go play with herself.
Unfortunately, the students weren't cooperating. Luthor had disappeared.
Anthony was sitting up and the pervert appeared to have his hand down
his pants. The young teacher looked around for Luthor and spotted him
behind some bookcases. The seven foot giant was staring at her through
the gap between some shelved books. He ducked when he realized he'd been
spotted. "Stay in your seats," she told the four other students.

Miss Hartman quickly strolled towards where Luthor was hiding certain she was about to catch him sneaking some drugs. Instead, she caught him with his pants around his ankles. "Oh my god!" she gasped.

"Fuck!" groaned Luthor. His hand was stroking his cock. "I ain’t
stopping. I fucking got so hard just staring at you and picturing that
bikini picture in my head."

"Oh my god," she said again. Luthor's penis was a monster. It was built
like Luthor himself, long and taunt. The entire penis looked to be close
to fourteen inches long. It was dark black and veiny. Corey had never
seen an uncircumcised penis before. A knobby, serpentine shaped cock head emerged from his wrinkled foreskin each time Luthor's hand slid down the base. His balls were huge too, colossal testicles, each the size of her fist. She no longer doubted, that it had been Luthor alone who jerked off on her picture.

"Ever seen a cock this big before?"

"N-no. N-never," she stuttered. Strong hands rested on Corey's shoulders
and pushed down. The hot teacher's knees were weak and she fell to her
knees. She looked up to see Anthony standing over her. The thug released
her shoulders and tried to fish his cock out of his pants. He was
clearly erect and his cock resisted his attempts. When he managed to
pull it out, Corey was amazed at it's size too. Anthony's cock was
around a foot long and nearly as thick as her wrist. His shaft was dark
brown, lighter then Luthor's, with a reddish cock head the size of a golf ball. The sight of two such powerful cocks did nothing to relieve her horniness. Her panties were soaked now and her pussy screamed for
attention, but Corey wasn't about to screw two black students. "Stop it
this instant or I will scream."

"We ain’t gonna hurt ya," said Luthor. Corey looked away from Anthony's
cock towards Luthor. He had pulled his shirt off revealing his long,
muscled torso and was stepping out of his pants. "I just gotta cum. Alls
I'm gonna do is jerk off lookin atcha. Fuckin’ cock's so hard, it hurts."

"Mine too bro."

"Jesus, they're big." Corey reached up to touch Luthor's, but caught
herself.

"Don't be shy." Luthor helped her by grabbing her wrist and guiding his
cock into her hand.

"So big." Corrine couldn't help repeating herself. She didn't think her
fiancé pushed much past 5 inches in the prick department and here she
was holding a fat foot long dick. "So thick," she added, noting how her
fingers didn't meet as she held the shaft and that wasn't even the
thickest part. The black cock was thicker just under the head. She slid
her hand up to the thick part.

"That's it, baby. Stroke that black cock." Luthor grabbed her wrist
again and moved it up and down the length of his shaft.

"Ya know, Miss Hartman. I just might cum quicker if I sees you with your
top off." Anthony bent down and started unbuttoning Corey's blouse.

Corrine was nearly in a trance as she stared at Luthor's cock and
barely noticed her blouse being pulled open. She did react when she felt
Anthony's hands sliding up under the back of her blouse seeking her bra
clasp. She released Luthor's cock, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled
it back onto his shaft. By then, Anthony had realized the clasp was in
the front. His thick black hands had slipped around between her breasts
quickly undoing the clasp. He cupped her DD's as they sprang free.
Again, Corey moved to stop him. Her free hand came around to pull his
hands off her breasts, but Anthony released her boob and grabbed her
wrist. He pulled her hand around behind her to his cock. She grabbed it
automatically and his hand returned to her tit.

Anthony was skillfully teasing her nipples to the point Corey no longer
wanted him to release them. He pinched her nipples and tugged at them.
Her own hands matched the pace on her nipples, Corrine tugged hard at
the cocks in her hands.

"Oh fuck," growled Luthor. "Finally gonna cum. My dick fuckin hurts."

Corey watched fascinated as the cock she was stroking swelled and
darkened even further. She expected to see a stream of semen shoot out several inches from the head at any moment. She should have known better. Cum literally exploded from the angry head of Luthor's cock. Anthony cursed as sperm struck his hands. He pulled back, leaving her breasts free to receive the full brunt of the torrent of semen. Luthor's seed struck everywhere ruining her clothes, getting in her hair, on her face, and dripping down her belly. Corey held her mouth tightly shut to keep it out.

"Lets get this mess off you," said Anthony in her ear. Corey held her
arms up as Luthor pulled the blouse off over her head. The bra soon
followed. He helped her to her feet and pulled her skirt down. "Holy
fuck, look at that ass."

Corey had worn sexy underwear under her bulky teacher clothes. The thong
left her ass exposed. Anthony gripped her butt cheeks and Luthor bent
around to check it out. They both knew how fantastic her ass looked from
seeing her in the short shorts of her cheerleading outfit, but seeing
her cheeks bare and in person was something else. Anthony tugged at her
g-string, but she gripped her panties tightly even as he tugged some
more. Given her arousal and fascination with their giant black cocks, Corey no longer trusted herself and hoped the panties might protect her.

Luthor stepped back as Anthony moved around in front of her. Corey was
amazed to see that Luthor's cock was as hard as ever even after cumming
so much. Anthony stepped a lot closer lining up his round cock head just
six inches or so from her face. "Now jerk me off."

Corey reached up with both hands. "Just warn me when you get close. I
don't want to get anymore on me. Ok?" She asked and Anthony nodded
impatiently. Corey was almost scared of his cock. She squeezed her eyes
shut and turned her head afraid it would explode in her face. She kept
her mouth tightly shut until she realized, Anthony wasn't anywhere close
to cumming.

Anthony began thrusting with his hips as her stroking increased. His
thrusting cock head moved closer and closer to her face. It even struck
her lips and nose several times. Corey tried to move back, but Luthor
was behind her. Luthor's cock was pressing against her back leaving a
wet trail where it touched. She felt his hands on her breasts making her
moan beween her closed lips. One hand left her tit to slide down her
belly. The fingers slipped under her panties and through her brown bush.
They soon found her wet slit and pushed inside. This time, Corey
couldn't hold her mouth closed and Anthony's cock slipped inside her
mouth.

"Mmmph," she grunted in surprise. The fat cock head pushed deeper until
she started to gag. Anthony pulled out so that she could catch her
breath. "Warn me before you cum," she gasped." Anthony didn't answer and
Corey didn't complain when he pushed it back in. This time she gripped
the cock's base and took her time with it.

Luthor continued to tease his teacher's clit. He was soon rewarded with
a soaked hand as Corrine trembled from a small orgasm. He pushed against
her back until she was forced down on her hands. He switched fingers in
her pussy, now finger fucking her from behind. He pushed up until
Corrine raised her ass up and got on all fours. Anthony had lowered
himself to his knees so that she could continue sucking on his cock.

Corrine groaned out a complaint as Luthor removed his finger from her
pussy. The finger was soon replaced by something bigger pushing against
the thin material of her panty. "Watch it," she protested, "but keep
doing that." The fat cock head teased the entrance of her pussy held back by the cotton material. It felt so good, but the black youth soon stopped.

Corey wanted to beg him to push it back in, but Anthony's cock was halfway down her throat. Still, her panty was all stretched and uncomfortable, partly stuck inside her pussy. Corey reached between her legs in an effort to pull it out. "Let me do that for you," said Luthor. His finger ran under the thong above her ass and ran down, pulling the material free. Before she could protest, he pulled the thong out and over and his cock pushed back inside her soaked pussy going deeper this time and Corey trembled from the biggest orgasm of her life.

Corey couldn't believe how easily she took the huge cock. She was so wet
and horny, the massive shaft pushed right in with little resistance. It
was like her pussy was built for the huge dick.

Corey choked as Anthony's cock head slid deep down her throat. The
monster felt even bigger, swollen, and harder. With a spasm, cum flowed
down her throat into her belly. "Cumming," he said, a mixture between a
growl and a laugh as he warned her too late. Corey tried to move back,
but he stopped her with the spewing head filling her mouth. Hot black
seed bulged her cheeks out and she swallowed to keep from choking. After
the first taste, the rest was easy. She found herself jerking the shaft,
swallowing sperm as fast as his big balls could pump it out.

Anthony pulled his cock out of her mouth when he finished and the first
words Corey spoke were, "You're still hard!"

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

Marcus glanced around the tables noticing that he and Charisma were
alone. The teacher had went after the thugs and even the wimp had
disappeared. He glanced at the hot young cheerleader. Charisma was
chatting on her cell phone the second Miss Hartman had disappeared.
Marcus glanced at her big breasts and the firm, fit legs, running up to
a skirt hem that nearly revealed her panties. His cock was already half
hard and didn't need much help going to a full, painful erection. He
stood to adjust his penis. "I'm gonna go find the others," he said, and
Charisma waved him off.

It wasn't hard to follow the moans and groans. Marcus feared the thugs
were raping Miss Hartman. He raced to her rescue, fantasizing that she
would reward her hero by fucking his big black cock. Something her fit
white body had never experienced, but he was wrong.

The sight that greeted Marcus wasn't a rape and if it was, Corinne
Hartman might be the one doing the raping. Luthor was lying in the isles
and Miss Hartman was riding his cock like a mad woman. She'd grind her
pussy mound into Luthor's crotch, then ride the entire shaft loving ever
inch of his cock. Luthor had his fat hands on her breasts and they were
as magnificent as Marcus had dreamed. Anthony was standing behind the
pair, stroking his hard cock. Anthony saw him and grabbed his pants as
Marcus took a step forward. The black thug pulled a switch blade from
the pocket. The blade sprung free and pointed at Marcus who backed off.

Marcus watched Anthony bring the blade down behind Miss Hartman's ass.
With a jerk, he sliced and pulled out a twisted and stretched out panty.

Marcus turned, catching a glimpse of Melvin hiding behind a bookcase,
watching the action. He couldn't blame the wimp. Marcus' hard cock made
him limp as he returned to Charisma.

"Really. I don't see why I should have to be here in detention," said
Charisma into her phone. "I mean I'm here with just blacks and the wimp.
No, I don't know his name. The little computer geek. The thugs and your
buddy, Marcus. I can't believe I'm trapped with them on a Saturday. Me of all people. Plus, I'm horny as hell. Come to the school and I'll let you fuck me again." Charisma didn't put out that much. Sex messed her hair and cosmetics up. She used sex as a reward. "I'll say I'm on the rag and need to use the bathroom. We can screw in the teacher's lounge. Sissy, I don't care about your scholarship. I need to get fucked. Fine, wimp. Just be here the second I get out of detention. Everybody's left me. I don't even know where Miss Hartman is. Oh swell. You perk up when I say her name don't you. Asshole." Charisma flipped the phone shut.

"That Paul?" asked Marcus. Paul was the school quarterback, Charisma's
boyfriend, and Marcus' best friend. Charisma had him wrapped around her
little finger. Marcus thought Paul was a whipped white pussy. No woman of Marcus's would ever dole out pussy on rare occasions like his birthday. When Marcus wanted pussy, he would tell her where to be with her legs spread open for him.

"Yeah, that was the big jerk. Where the hell is everybody?"

"Come with me. You're not going to believe this."

Charisma sighed. "This had better be good." Marcus pushed her ahead of him. "What's that?" she asked hearing the noises. "Oh my god!" Charisma's yes opened wide when she saw Miss Hartman riding Luthor's cock. Anthony was behind her ass, coating his cock with spit. "Their penises!"

"What about them?" whispered Marcus in her ear.

"They're so big! I don't believe it."

"They're black, Charisma. Some women were born to experience black cock.
Look how much the teacher is loving it."

Corey groaned. "Not my ass. It's too big!"

Marcus and Charisma watched Anthony push his cock down so that the head
disappeared behind Corrine's ass. She yelped as he gave a push.

"She's gonna fuck them both. The slut." Charisma held her palm over her
mouth in shock.

"My dick's killing me," groaned Marcus. "I gotta take it out."

Charisma heard him fumble with his pants behind her. Then the zipper
opened. She stared at the three-way before her. "My god, the slut seems
to like having that monster in her ass."

"Sshh. They'll hear us." Marcus placed his hands on her shoulders and
pulled her back into him.

"M-Marcus?" As he pulled her back, she felt his big log of a cock push
between her thighs. Charisma squeezed her thighs together to stop him,
but it was too late. Her skirt was so short, the shaft was resting right
along her slit. Her already wet panties became soaked from the
stimulation. Marcus was so big, Charisma could see the angry black
cock head protruding inches between her legs. "What are you doing?"

Marcus didn't answer. He started slowly fucking her thighs. Soon, he was
rewarded as his buddy's girlfriend started pushing down on his shaft and
moaning. "You're the hottest girl in school."

"That's right."

"Shouldn't you get the best cock in school. I've seen Paul in the
showers. He don't have half of what I have between his legs."

"No, he doesn't. His is... much smaller."

"Smaller, weaker, limper. Mine has been this hard since detention
started. Wouldn't you love to fuck a cock like this?"

"I don't r-really like sex all that much, but I'm so horny." Charisma
sucked her lower lip in her mouth to keep from moaning.

"That's all the permission I need." Marcus had little trouble pulling
her skirt up over her pussy. He removed his cock long enough to yank her
panties down. He swiftly brought his cock up between her legs again.
"For someone who doesn't like sex, you sure are wet. I think you just
never been fucked properly." Marcus felt his fat cock head pushing
against the opening of her pussy.

"Maybe I haven't." Charisma took the initiative and pushed down into his
hard cock head. She felt his huge cock push inside her, stretching her
wide, stimulating dormant nerves. 'This is what I need,' she thought as
his cock went deeper inside then her boyfriend could.

"Like it?"

"It's good, Marcus." Fuck! Using his name and watching the Oreo sex
scene with Miss Hartman reminded Charisma that she was letting a black
guy fuck her bareback. Her dad would kill her if he found out about
this. Her dad even called Marcus the "N" word once when he missed a pass
that her boyfriend had tossed him at the homecoming game. "Jesus! You
need to use a condom." It was damn close to her fertile time of the
month and the massive cock head was battering right against her womb.

"Don't got one." Marcus slipped his hands under her halter and flipped
up her bra. He squeezed her nipples just as his cock pushed through her
cervix.

"Pull ou... It feels so good. So full. So fucking big.
Fuck me Marcus. Fuck me with that big cock. Just pull out..."

"Too late. Marcus' cum exploded inside her womb.

Charisma's entire pussy went nuts as he came inside her. Her vagina
clenched around his cock and was soon spasming on it's own. She'd never
cum before and had no idea it felt this good. Now she came each time his
cock jerked. Charisma moaned and ground her pussy back into his still very hard cock. "You were so right, Marcus. I do deserve the best cock in school."

"Never seen my cock stay this hard. I think I can keep going if you’re game."

"Oh I'm game."

Marcus yanked his cock out. He led Charisma over to the tables and
lifted her onto one. She laid back as he reinserted his cock inside
her. "Still want me to pull out?"

"No, it's too late now. I'll go on the pill next time. I love feeling
you shoot inside me."

"Next time? Alright." Marcus grinned. He grabbed her under the knees and
held her legs open. His cock moved like a piston battering her well
fucked pussy. Now that she had cum, the floodgates were open. Charisma
came every ten thrusts or so. She raised her hips into his thrusting
cock. She was also very vocal, moaning loudly with the words, fuck, big,
and black, coming between her ohs and ahs.

He lasted longer this time, but eventually filled her womb with a
second load of sperm.

He felt a tap on his shoulder as he pulled out.

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

Corrine shuddered as Anthony filled her ass with cum. Luthor was filling
her pussy. She feared she was now hooked on double penetration and she
couldn't picture two white men doing it to her. No, they'd have to be
black, only black. Corey tried to get up as she heard the two black men walking away. She looked up just as Marcus appeared before her. Marcus was no thug, but he was nude and his cock was a rock hard, foot long monster, bobbing before him. "You alright Miss Hartman? Are you hurt?"

"Fine," she said, grabbing his cock and pulling it towards her mouth. "My pussy's too sore, but I can suck you."

"I think this is the best day of my life," said Marcus as his hot
teacher took him inside her mouth.

Corey found that she loved sucking on these big black cocks. So many
black football players had come on to her over the years she had been
with the Eagles and she had turned them down. Never again, she thought.

Corey could make out Melvin's shadow from the corner of her eye. He was
watching her suck off Marcus. She might have to fuck him, to keep him
quiet. What a waste that would be.

Corey was becoming quite good a sucking big cocks. She could breathe
through her nose. Her throat was relaxed and growing used to having
thick cocks sliding in and out of it. He lasted awhile, but eventually
his big balls emptied another large load of sperm down her throat. And
he was still hard! "Want to go again?" she asked, stroking his hard
dick.

Marcus winced, but looked tempted. "No thanks, Miss Hartman. My balls
are getting sore. I'll take a rain check though."

"Any time." Corey plopped down on the floor as Marcus walked away from
her. "I suppose you want some too," she stated to Melvin. "Keep quiet
about this and..." Corey turned to look, but Melvin had left.

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

"Fuck me. Fuck me. God, I love your cock. My pussy belongs to you now,
Marcus." Charisma was lying across the table with her head hanging over
the edge getting another powerful fucking. No sooner had Marcus cum,
then he reinserted and started fucking her again. "You’re so fucking big, lover."

Charisma was just coming down from an orgasm when she noticed a pair of
large black feet under her head. It was Anthony and he was guiding his
foot long cock towards her mouth. "What do you think you are doing?
Marcus stop him." Charisma looked up and was horrified to see that it
was Luthor fucking her. "Oh no." She was getting fucked by the school dope dealer and loving it.

"Does your pussy still belong to me, you stuck up bitch?"

Charisma wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him deep inside.
"It's yours whenever you want it." She went with the flow and hung her
head back down, opening her mouth so that Anthony could slide his cock
in.

Luthor fucked her for a good half hour before cumming. He shot one load
into her womb then pulled out and shot the rest over her belly and tits.
Anthony did the same in her mouth, pulling out and coating her hair and
face. Vain Charisma Summers, the princess, had never looked so filthy
and she didn't care.

Charisma rested on the table trying to regain her strength as the black
men decided to get out of there. Marcus returned and she noticed that
all three cock were still hard as they dressed and left.

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

"Miss Hartman?"

Corey was half asleep and opened one eye. "Oh, it's you Melvin."

"It's time to go. Why don't you go get cleaned up in the girls showers
and I'll clean up here for you."

"Thank you, Melvin." An exhausted Corey struggled to her feet and was
embarrassed as her ass let off a wet sounding fart. "Ah, Melvin?"

"Yes, Miss Hartman?"

"You won't tell anyone about this will you?"

"Not a soul."

"Thank you."

Melvin watched her struggle off and brought his video camera up from
behind his back. He returned to Charisma. She was nearly passed out on
the table. He zoomed the camera in on her well-fucked pussy and sperm
covered body before shaking her. "Charisma?"

"Get your hands off me, geek."

"Everyone is gone. Why don't you go clean up at the girl’s showers?"

"Oh, yeah. Thanks." Charisma stood and felt liquefying sperm slide all
down her body. She shivered in disgust, grabbed her clothes and left the
library.

The nerd retrieved his filled video disks. He then placed a chair on the
table and climbed up on it. He moved the ceiling tile aside and
disappeared in the roof.

Melvin pulled the wires connected to his hidden webcams out of the
library and into the ceiling. Minutes later he dropped down into the
computer lab. The computer screens were all filled with porn scenes.

One live screen showed Miss Hartman and Charisma cleaning themselves in
the shower. Another screen showed the coach getting a blowjob from a
student in the men's showers. That little piece of blackmail had kept
the married coach home today.

The rest was simple. Dissolved Viagra in the drinks had given the blacks
permanent erections (Luthor was at the hospital two days later with
priapism). He'd slipped the women a drug farmers used to get cows in the
mood. Melvin wasn't sure it would work on humans, but he tested the
mixture on his mother. He'd listened to his parents fuck all night.

"College here I come." Melvin sat back and watched the DVD’s he had
made. People would pay big bucks to see a professional semi-famous
Eagles cheerleader getting black fucked. He'd make a pretty penny too
with a hot babe like Charisma Summers.

Melvin sat up as a thought occurred to him. He opened a old movie file.
Charisma was on screen lathering up her big breasts in the shower. The
zoom backed off showing all the other school cheerleaders behind her in
the shower. "I can force Miss Hartman to give them all detentions."

He opened another file. The football team was showering after a game. He
had noted Marcus' big dick dangling between his legs. He made note of the other hung black team members and one white one with a whopper. "Hello my little pawns." Melvin giggled.

The thought occurred to Melvin that he could now blackmail Miss Hartman
and Charisma into making professional movies provided he promised them
it was for his own use only. Hell, with this kind of power he could skip
college or better yet, go to film school. "Melvin Mooney, porn producer.
I like the sound of that. Ha ha ha. And here are my stars." He watched
Luthor and Anthony double team Hartman. If they had an ounce of
intelligence they'd work for him. The drug dealers could spend their
lives getting ass fucked in jail or fuck white women on screen for a
living.

Melvin leaned back in his chair. "Bwa ha ha. Bwa..." He caught himself
cackling like a madman. "What the hell? Bwa ha ha. Bwa ha ha," he
laughed wringing his hands together as he thought about his future.

The End

Author’s note: This was obviously a spoof of the breakfast club. The character of Corrine Hatman was based on a real cheerleader named, Adrienne Hartman. I based Charisma on Charisma Carpenter’s character from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and gave her Buffy’s last name.