25 The Fog Moves Deeper Through The Campground

The Coxville Curse 3     
Copyright 2017 by Stormbringer       

Based on comics by the Pit and Stormbringer.         


TCCS Part 3: Chapter 25: The Fog Moves Deeper Through The Campground 


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“That’s disgusting,” said Amber staring in horror at Stubby’s black cock. “Why’d you do this?” Her only answer was some giggling in the trees behind her. 

“They thought you’d like it,” said Stubby.

“Why’d they think that? I have a boyfriend.” With a skinny little penis half as big as this, she finished thinking. “Why’d they make me touch another man’s penis? It’s disgusting. It keeps spitting on me.”

“That’s because your jerking it.”

“OH!” she said, surprised. Her hand was roaming up and down the shaft. She forced herself to stop, but she didn’t let go. She didn’t want to touch the stupid nig… black guy’s big cock. “It’s so big,” she muttered.

“Thank you.”

“Is this the biggest one in school?” Her hand started stroking it again, but she willed it to stop again. She still couldn’t let go as if there were a magnetic attraction. She liked touching it, feeling it’s heat and the pulse in the thick veins traversing the shaft.

“One of da shortest, but also one of da thickest. It’s why they call be Stubby.”

“There are bigger ones!” A part of Amber wanted to see a bigger cock. It all came down to her fascination with Lar’s penis. This penis… this cock was much more fascinating. 

“Some niggas have some true monster cocks. Tear the bitches up. Mine’s still nice though. You like it?”

“Sure,” Amber wanted to feel the head again and let her hand slide up to the top. The helmet was every bit as hard as a solid rubber ball. There was no give at all. “It’s a lot bigger than Lar’s.”

“You got that right. Seen that white boy in the showers. Wasn’t sure he even had a dick it was so shriveled up.”

“Be nice,” she muttered, but didn’t really disagree.
 “Bet my nuts is a lot bigger too. Let me show you.” Stubby reached down an unbuttoned his pants. His thick cock was sticking out of an open zipper. Stubby lifted his hips and pushed his pants down to his thighs. Lifting his hips forced her hand down his shaft stroking him again. 

“Holy Moley!” she gasped seeing his scrotum. Each testicle was the size of her fist. They hung low and heavy in his wrinkly black scrotum. Amber’s free hand moved out to cup the huge testicle. His scrotum was hanging over the side of the picnic table bench. She hefted it, feeling it’s weight. “It’s heavy,” she muttered before moving her hand to the second testicle and feeling it’s weight. Stop it hand, she willed, realizing it was running up and down his shaft again. 

“Dats because they is full of jism. You should see how much a black cock can cum.”

“I want to see it,” she blurted out. “Would you jerk it off for me?”

“You’re doin a pretty good job of it yourself.”

Amber watched her hand glide up and down his shaft from tip to base. The sticky fluid was coating her fingers with more still pouring from the head, helping to lubricate his shaft. She winced as the ache in her breasts grew watching her hand jerk him off. Her other hand was fondling his scrotum. 

“It could use more lube. Why don’t you suck on it?”

Amber shook her head as the tip of his cock approached her mouth. She pulled away from it wondering why she’d started bending her head down towards the now shiny bulbous head. “I don’t do that.”

“Let me see yo tits than. That’ll help me nut.”

“Okay,” she mumbled, wanting to say no, but her nipples were hurting so much now she wanted to get her bra off. Stubby leaned forwards and lifted the top of her uniform off. “Thank you,” she told him, releasing his cock long enough to unhook her bra. 

“Nice,” he grunted as her tits sprang free.

Amber blushed a little suddenly feeling ashamed of her tits. She hated her flat nipples and the right one was a little inverted with an indented slit in the middle. She could sense the temperature dropping and the cooling air did feel good on her bare nipples, but it wasn’t helping relieve the ache. Removing her bra didn’t help, they were hurting more now that she was topless. They were almost distracting her enough to keep her from jerking off Stubby’s thick cock. Almost.

Stubby opened his legs and she kneeled between them. Amber wondered how her special night with Lars had suddenly turned into her kneeling topless and willingly jerking off a black man. She grabbed it with both hands amazed that the fat knobby cock’s head still stuck out well above her top thumb. Lar’s entire penis just about fit in her hand. Amber started jerking it, twisting her
hands around the shaft. She could feel it’s heat, it’s strength, it’s life, throbbing in her hands. She yanked on his cock until her arms grew tired.

Stubby realizing she was tiring, reached out and pulled her arms off his cock. She didn’t want to stop, she wanted to see it squirt, but the black footballer had other ideas. His hands hefted her breasts. Amber winced as his thumbs pressed on her aching nipples. He squeezed her tit flesh pulling them closer until his fat shaft was nestled between them. “Squeeze them,” he ordered.

Amber obeyed, pushing hard against his cock, she started bouncing her tits over his cock. She stared down in fascination at the big head of Stubby’s cock. It was so different from Lar’s. Stubby was as hard as steel where Lar’s head was always soft and spongy. Stubby’s was swelling even now getting bigger with each bounce of her breasts. She could clearly see his pee slit in the moonlight and it was opening…

SPLOOGE!

The blast of cum splattered all over her face. It hit again. Her cheeks, nose, lips, and chin were dripping with his hot seed. Stubby grabbed her head just as she gasped for breath and pulled down. His cock head pushed past her lips, the next blast filling her mouth with his cum. Her reluctance to put a man’s penis in her mouth fled at the first taste of his sperm. It was delicious and her body craved more. She pulled her breasts away and grabbed his shaft with her hands again, jerking every drop of his cum into her mouth, greedily swallowing it while she sucked on the end of his cock. 

When it quit squirting, it started growing limp. Amber let it go, licking around her lips for more of his sperm. The moon was so bright, she could make out her red lipstick marks against the black of his cock head just before it fell forwards to smack against his thigh. 

“Happy birthday,” said Kitty Summers as she placed a roll of paper towels on the picnic table. “I hope you liked your present.”

Amber stood, not answering, and Stubby pulled a few sheets off the roll handing it to her. She used it to wipe her face clean. He watched her closely. “Told ya I cum a lot.”

“You sure do,” she agreed, still a little in shock at what had just happened. Lar’s ejaculate might have filled a teaspoon while Stubby’s multiple loads of semen might have filled…

“Yeah, happy birthday,” said Patty, handing Amber a cup full of beer.

Amber took it. She looked at the cup for a second. Stubby’s sperm would have filled two of these, she thought before swallowing down the beer. Amber crinkled her face at the bitter taste not anywhere near as good as the black man’s cum. She leaned forwards to set the empty cup on the table and Stubby took the opportunity to lift one of her breasts up into his mouth. She gasped in a mix of pleasure and pain. 

“Uh oh, looks like a fog is rolling in off the lake,” said Patty.
 Kitty looked up. “Hmm, hope it’s not as bad as last month’s. Let’s get out of here and leave these two alone.”

“Wait, don’t leave me,” begged Amber, her breasts tingling. She looked over at Patty who winked at her as she and Kitty disappeared towards the tent area. She looked away and say the thick fog rolling in. Her skin was already beginning to feel wet as the mist approached. Her skirt fell down around her ankles. Before she could object, Stubby sucked hard on her inverted nipple causing her to gasp and wince in a mixture of pain and pleasure. His hands yanked her panty down. The mist reached the picnic tables, not a solid wall, but tendrils snaking their way forwards. 

The pain in her inverted nipple intensified and then it was gone. There was only extreme pleasure. Stubby sucked on her nipple and pulled away. Amber looked down in disbelief. Her nipple had popped out, hard and swollen, the diameter of a penny and at least a half inch long. For the first time in her life, it looked like a normal girl’s nipple. 

A tendril of mist touched her other nipple and it sprang out also. “Aaah,” she moaned when Stubby pinched it. They’d become extremely sensitive and the stimulation was causing her vagina to start dripping fluid. “Oh my god,” she cried as his tongue flickered around her hard nipple.

His cock was already swelling again even before another tendril of mist circled around it. His cock turned fully hard as the mist lifted it up just under Amber’s dripping pussy. Both the black man and the white woman could feel the heat from the other’s genitals.

Amber arched her back thrusting her tits into Stubby’s face. She couldn’t stop her hips from rocking, sliding her slit along the tip of his cock. “FUCK!” she grunted, as her arousal grew uncontrollably. “We can’t FUCK!”

He switched to licking and sucking her other nipple and she quit sliding her pussy along the tip of his cock. Instead, she started humping it, feeling the end spreading her labia apart again and again as she pulled back. Her pussy wasn’t sore anymore from losing her virginity, it was hungry for more and growing hungrier by the second. 

Amber’s tits couldn’t take any more attention and she pulled them away from his mouth. She looked down at Stubby’s handsome face, his head bald and sexy, his devilish grin centered between his goatee. He looked up at her, meeting her eyes, and when it happened, it was Amber that smashed her lips against his, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth even as she lowered herself over the head of his cock.

Their tongues danced. Both moaned their lust for each other in their passionate kiss that lasted for minutes. Amber broke away looking at him lustfully. “You need to wear a condom.”

“I only fuck bareback. I’ll warn ya. You’re in control and can jump off when I tell ya.”

Amber raised herself up, the head slowly exiting her pussy. “Can’t risk it. Need to stop.” The fog rolled over their bodies. Instead of quitting, she slammed her pussy down, taking him to the hilt. 

The scream from her first orgasm echoed through the fog almost all the way to the island.

Amber came several more times. These were muffled by his lips. Stubby broke the kiss this time. “No,” she mumbled as he cupped her ass cheeks and forcefully lifted her off his cock. “No, I want more,” she complained. “Keep fucking me.”

“Turn around.”

Amber turned around and backed into his cock sitting in his lap again. She came three more times, each stronger then the last as he reached around and pinched both sensitive nipples while she turned her head sideways to kiss him again. 

After ten minutes of this, he pushed her off him. Stubby stood and led her over to the end of the picnic table. He lifted her up so that she was sitting on the edge. She spread her legs as he guided the end of his cock back inside. “Fuck me lover,” she moaned uncharacteristically as he grabbed her ankles and started fucking her hard and fast. His fat stubby cock rapidly pistoning out of her. “You’re so fucking thick. I love it.”

“White girl hooked on the nigger cock now,” he growled. 

“No,” she grunted in denial. “Just yours.” 

“Just my what?”

“Just your nigger cock, Stubby.”

“You like dis nigger cock?”

“I love your nigger cock. Fuck me!” Amber’s heavy breasts jerked with the hard pounding. She squeezed them to stop their incessant jiggling. Amber pinched her own nipples and came hard around his cock. Her vaginal muscles squeezing his shaft so tightly he almost couldn’t move it.

“This nigger cock loves your white pussy too, gurl.” He released her ankles and leaned over her, holding himself up with his strong arms. She grabbed his biceps and then moved her hands down to the hard muscles on his chest. The contrast of their skin colors was sexy and exciting. The bright moon shining through the mist illuminated everything more than just the moon had. It was like they were fucking in a strange twilight. 

“What did you want to show me?” asked Lars as Kitty led him through the mist by the hand. His dick had turned rock hard and he hoped Kitty wouldn’t notice. 

“Here it cums, gurl,” Stubby warned, looking up to see Amber’s boyfriend staring at the scene in horror and Kitty Summers grinning almost evilly at the sight.
 Amber wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling his cock deep. Stubby’s cock jerked once, the first strong eruption of his seed filling her womb. She screamed again, this time louder than the last. 

Lars’ cry of horror was almost as loud as hers even as his dick spat out a small load of semen at the sight. Amber didn’t notice and wouldn’t have cared, she was cumming so hard. Amber kept screaming with each jerk of black cock until Stubby bent down and covered her lips with his own to keep her quiet.

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“Dayumn!” grunted Dewey. Someone’s getting fucked, he thought listening to the scream echo across the lake. He finished pissing off the dock and shook his cock. He’d been watching Wendy, who he thought was the hottest thing around, more gorgeous then Kitty Summers or even Coach Summers. Better than even Mrs. 3B Blackwood though Nurse Swallows might make his cock as stiff as Wendy Williams. He preferred dark haired women.

Dewey was teased a lot by the other blacks because he was so little. At 4’10” he was the shortest male student in school. The same height as Danny Devito, a full half a foot shorter then Kevin Hart and the max height to be considered a dwarf though there was nothing genetically wrong with him. Despite the fact that he was stocky and rippling with muscles, and that his cock was as big as any black brothers, his height impeded him from playing most sports and from getting laid. He’d had to satisfy himself with the wrestling team and had excelled at it. He didn’t care for the sport much, but without it, he might still have been a virgin. If it weren’t for dependably slutty Stacy Brown promising to fuck him if he won a match against a Bartown player, he’d have never fucked a girl.

“You’d be good in a three-legged race,” Stacy had told him, awed by the immense cock sticking out of his short body.

Despite getting her off a dozen times, they hadn’t fucked again. Stacy Brown preferred the taller football players. 

Dewey had friends, but no one really close. He got along with nerdy Melvin after defending him from being bullied a half dozen times. One time they hung out together, Samson and Anthony had taken to calling them Arnold Jackson and Urkel. 

“Say hello to Webster for me,” laughed Samson, walking away. 

Dewey hadn’t seen any of those TV shows and his response of, “What you talkin’ about?” only made them laugh harder and left him confused. 

His cock tingled and started to swell as he remembered Stacy. It was a monstrous 14” fat shaft every bit as big as Coxville’s famous black pornstar’s LD’s cock and on Dewey’s short body, it looked truly huge. 
 Dewey watched it grow and was wondering if he could jerk it off without Wendy catching him when he heard the loud splash. One second Wendy had been standing down on the end of the dock and the next, she was gone. 

Dewey winced as he shoved it into his pants before taking off down to where Wendy had been standing. The wall of mist caught him by surprise and it was creeping down over the docks towards him. The moon above illuminated the dense fog into a white cloud. Two weird things happened when he hit the mist. The first was how unbelievably cold it was inside. The Southern fall night had been on the hot side, but inside the mist it was a good 20 degrees colder. It turned his body damp almost instantly and Dewey shivered from the sudden chill as he skidded to a stop on the edge of the dock. Despite the illumination, there was no sign of Wendy in the water.

The other weird thing was that the moment he hit the mist, his semi turned into a full-blown erection. It even stayed swollen and hard when he jumped into the water. The water was chilly too, yet warmer than it had been standing in the fog. “Wendy!” he yelled, but there was no response. He flailed his arms and legs around finally feeling something. It was an ankle and it was upside down. Dewey quickly pulled her towards him and lifted her head out of the water. She was as limp as a dishrag! “HELP!” he yelled, but there was no response.

Dewey quickly threw Wendy over his shoulder and waded back towards the dock, setting her rear on the end and lifting her body up so that she fell spread eagled on the dock. He pulled himself up onto the planks. Coach Summers had demonstrated mouth to mouth in her health class. Kitty had laid down on the floor and when Mrs. Summers had asked for volunteers, every male hand had shot up including Dewey’s, but of course, she picked Todd White to show the technique. 

Dewey pinched Wendy’s nose and brought his lips down to the passed-out woman’s. He breathed several times, sitting up and applying pressure to her chest, trying not to look at the wet top clinging to her magnificent bosom. She turned her head and coughed up water. Dewey bent down and breathed air into her lungs. 

Wendy’s hand rose and touched his chest. It didn’t push him away though. Instead it grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips down tightly against his own. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth. Dewey couldn’t fight it and kissed back, a groan grew in the back of his throat and it grew louder when her other hand reached out and squeezed his junk. This was the last thing he’d expected! Had she had too much to drink? He pulled back and broke the kiss. “Hmmm,” she purred. “Fuck me Chaga!” Her hand pulled on his erection through his pants. “Seed me again,” she begged. Wendy’s hand fumbled to get his pants open as she lazily opened her eyes. “Dewey!” she screamed. The hand that had been playing with his junk came up quickly and smacked his cheek hard enough to turn his head. “What the hell do you…” she turned her head and coughed up more water.

“You fell in the water and I pulled you out,” he explained.

“I never fall down,” she grunted, rolling over onto all fours and coughing out some more lake
water. He was right though. The last thing she remembered was the mist hitting her body and falling off the edge. The weird dream was fading fast. She could only recall being named after one of King Lear’s daughters and she’d read the play last month for AP English lit. “Oh god, I’m so cold,” she groaned.

“Here, let me get you to the bonfire.” He grabbed her arm.

Wendy pulled her arm away. Dewey wasn’t offended. It wasn’t unusual for a white woman in Coxville County to react that way when a black man touched them, even a helpful black man. She rose to her feet, but almost fell. Dewey caught her. This time she didn’t pull away. “Not the bonfire,” she said, her legs too weak to hold her up. “Over there, Carol and Dave have a firepit going.”

Dewey may have been short, but he was strong. He scooped her up with no effort except that her height made it somewhat awkward. He carried her down the dock towards the shore. The mist was just reaching the beach and they soon exited it.

He carried the Amazon woman with ease in the direction she had pointed. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way she’d lustfully grabbed his cock. Wendy was staring up at him with a strange expression on her face. An expression that made the huge cock in his pants twitch with hopeful anticipation.

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“Harder niggers. Fuck me harder.” Susan returned her lips to Leroy’s cock, pulling him into her mouth by his balls. She slammed her pussy down on LD’s cock, feeling his huge nigger cock begin to spasm as his seed started filling her womb. This caused her to throw her head back in an attempt to scream, but Leroy chose that moment to try to choke her to death as his cum began spewing down her throat. Meanwhile, Omar pulled her ass hard into his cock just as his seed began flooding her bowels. 

Susan squeezed Leroy’s balls tighter when he tried to pull back. Her head bobbed along the end of his cock, sucking every drop of his cum from the balls in her hand. She relaxed her grip to massage his huge nuts and he yanked his scrotum out of her grasp. His cock head spewed one last blast of hot seed across her face. “Dayumn,” he groaned, “Bitch drained me dry.”

“Fuck,” groaned Omar, just as exhausted as Leroy. He slowly withdrew his spent cock. It was still swollen, but limp as a noodle.

“Again,” growled Susan, grinding her crotch in LD’s. His cock had gone limp inside her. She gripped it tightly with her pussy muscles, trying to massage it back to erection. “Come on Lorenzo Doyle,” she begged, bending down to kiss him, but he turned away upon seeing the semen dripping off her lips. Her tongue came out to slurp it up before kissing him on the cheek. She whimpered as he lifted her ass off his crotch and his spent cock plopped out.

“Shit gurl,” he said, slipping out from under her. “That’s the seventh time you drained me today.”
He climbed off the picnic table.

Susan sat up on the end of the table, sperm pouring like a waterfall from her pussy. “What about you Leroy? You only gave me five loads today.”

“Six bitch, but my balls is bone dry.”

“Pussies,” snorted Susan. She squinted in the darkness at the white wall behind Leroy and Omar before leaning over to retrieve her glasses from the end of the table. She placed them on her nose, the advancing fog becoming clear. “Look at that,” she said. All three black men turned just as the wall of fog rolled over them. They almost disappeared in the white mist before turning around and stepping out of the mist. “Well well well, you niggers been holding out on me.”

LD glanced down at his swollen erection. The other black men had hard-ons also. Omar reached down and grabbed his junk. Their balls were low and heavy again as they swelled with sperm. “Need to fuck gurl,” said Leroy, the piercing in his cock head sparkled in the moonlight. “NOW!” he barked. The fog enveloped him again.

“On your back then, nigger,” said Susan. She kicked the bench by the picnic table.

The three black men looked ghostly as they stepped from the mist. Leroy came over and laid down on the bench, holding his cock up as Susan straddled him. LD moved behind her, staring at her firm as her tight pussy sucked Leroy’s cock up into her. Omar moved around the other end on the bench, straddling it as he moved his cock towards her head. 

Soon she had three cocks inside her again just as the mist rolled over the foursome continuing into the campground.

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Jenny Summers didn’t know if it was the chill in the mist or the anticipation of getting Black’s cock in her again that had her nipples rock hard. Not that it mattered. All she knew was that they were so hard they were aching for attention and the stupid mist was slowing down her rendezvous with the Coach. 

She heard a grunting noise nearby and turned the light of her phone towards it. The light fell on the penis just as it jumped spewing a wad of semen. “C-Coach Summers,” stuttered the teen in horror.

“Learn some self-control, Stewart,” she told the shocked teen. 

“S-sorry. It just got really hard all of a sudden. All I did was pull it out.”

“Go home, Stewart.” The senior nodded. His penis had shriveled embarrassingly tiny and he turned to hide it before quickly tucking it away and disappearing into the mist. Stewart was a decent looking boy and a good student. A month ago, she would have been impressed by his
penis. It was a little bigger and a lot thicker then Harold’s, but after experiencing several of the local nigger’s cocks and seeing others at her pool with her girls, Stewart had just another unimpressive little white penis. She was borderline horny enough that she would have fucked the poor boy if she didn’t have a real man’s cock waiting to satisfy her arousal. The only time she’d ever been this horny was the morning she’d woken up from her sex dream with the shadowy bearded man.

She shined the light around. “Aha!” she cried, seeing an unoccupied camp site. It didn’t have a tent or an occupant, but it did have a site number. It was seven which meant thirteen was just 6 sites away in this direction.

Site 8 had a tent. “Why’d you cum so fast?” 

“I don’t know.” 

“Can’t you get it hard again? I’m so horny, Paul.” 

Jenny snuck past the arguing couple towards the next tent.

“Oh my GAWD!!! Fuck me!” 

“You liken dis black dick?” 

“So good! So good! I had no idea!” 

Jenny was sure that the black voice belonged to Andy Gooch. He was a mostly harmless pot dealer. The girl sure sounded like Melissa Johnson. She’d seen them together earlier. Melissa was a white girl in the pot smoking clique, an underachiever and C student. She was more interested in getting stoned then in having sex and had no reputation for being slutty at all especially slutty enough to fuck a local nigger. Knowing Melissa, she was probably putting out for a nickel bag. Jenny paused in surprise. She’d just thought of Missy as being a slut for fucking a black guy when she herself had now had three, her coworker and worse, two students. Kitty had at least three also and she still thought of her little princess as being nearly virginal despite watching Samson West fuck her in the ass. And watching them had made her desperate to have Coach Black stick his big black cock in her own ass. “FUCK ME ANDY!” Jenny’s nipples throbbed with lust listening to them.

“Jesus, listen to them,” said a male voice. Jenny froze. The next site was close and didn’t have a tent. A white couple had spread out a double sleeping bag. It was open and a topless girl was leaning up shining a flashlight down, and pulling the limp penis of her boyfriend, almost desperately. Gina George called Gigi because of her initials and her tit size. She was a close childhood friend of Kitty’s through most of grade school until Kitty started becoming really popular and Gina didn’t. She’s been with Paul Timmons since 9th grade. Paul’s penis was really small and the flashlight made a small drop of semen shine on the tip of the cherry sized head of his penis. 

“Come on get hard,” growled a frustrated GG. 

“I can’t believe Missy is fucking a nigger,” whispered Paul. 

“I’m gonna go fuck a nigger if you can’t get this thing up… oh sorry. I didn’t mean it.” 

Paul looked absolutely horrified. Jenny backed away and kept moving as Gina leaned over to kiss her boyfriend to apologize, but her hand never stopped desperately pulling on his little penis which failed to get hard.

There rest of the sites were empty until 13. Jenny smiled knowing what was inside waiting for her and seeing that he had strategically placed the tent far from any others. What a naughty idea, setting up a tent for them to fuck in while surrounded by their students. She pulled her shirt off over her head as quietly as she could, striping off the rest of her clothes. Jenny was desperate for cock, but she still fastidiously folded her clothes and quietly set them beside the tent. It felt wicked sexy to be standing nude outside in the forest by the lake. The mist was cold and clung everywhere on her body, seeming to caress her skin, planting wet kisses on her erect nipples, and even to probe at the leaking folds between her legs. She shivered, her lust growing.

Jenny knelt and crawled into the tent. It was dark black inside and she couldn’t see a thing. Her hand touched an air mattress and then a thick muscular leg on top of it. She slid her hand up and found a knee. Jenny’s pussy throbbed with desire for her co-coach and her lover’s huge black cock. Her hand moved up the inner thigh, caressing and gently squeezing the giant black balls that filled Black’s huge scrotum. She’d never get over how much semen these monsters produced or Stubby’s for that matter. She hadn’t known about nigger cock and wouldn’t have believed it until she saw Black’s with her own eyes hanging between his legs in the boy’s shower. Her tight white pussy shouldn’t have been able to accommodate such long and thick black cocks, but it had and she loved every inch of them. Jenny Summers had not had any idea about black cocks and she was the fucking health and sex ed teacher. 

Her hand moved up to the shaft, finding it already hard for her. She squeezed it and jerked it. Her hand slid up to the head. She frowned as she felt it. For some reason, Black was wearing a condom and one sized for white men as the latex only covered the head. She tried to pull it off, but it held firm, feeling more like skin then latex and the head clearly wasn’t covered as it kept squirting precum into her hand. She pulled down on the flexible skin and the familiar knobby head emerged to fill her hand. Maybe he wasn’t fully hard and this was just some extra skin?

Jenny slid up closer, pulling her long blonde hair over her ear as she bent down and started sucking the tip of Coach Black’s cock. Her free hand caressed his hard stomach and moved up the familiar muscles of his chest. Her lover was a sexy near perfect hunk of a man and she found herself wishing they could be more open about their relationship. She sucked half his cock down her throat, bobbing her head rapidly as her lust for it grew. 

He reached out and caressed one of her dangling breasts before squeezing it and playing with the nipple for a moment. His hand moved up to her back and slid down to her ass, squeezing one cheek and pulling it towards him. Jenny yielded moving her body alongside his but facing the
opposite direction. He reached her inner thigh and pulled on it until she spread her legs. Jenny lifted her leg over his head. Her ankles rested on what felt like multiple ropes. She didn’t have time to wonder what he was using for a pillow as his tongue quickly started lapping at the folds of her pussy. She redoubled her efforts on his cock while pushing her pussy back into his tongue. 

It was hard to focus on blowing his huge black cock with his tongue wiggling in and out of her pussy. Coach Black wasn’t content just to lick her pussy either. He licked his way up to her anus several times, pushing his tongue against her puckered rosebud. It felt good and she lusted to have his cock in her ass again. Jenny Summers was grateful this amazing man was more than capable of taking care of her need to be satisfied in all three of her holes.

 He was good and in no time at all had her cumming all over his probing tongue. Jenny redoubled her efforts sucking hard and deep, her lips kissing his pubes several times. Her efforts were rewarded by the swelling and further hardening of his cock. He caught her off guard nearly choking her as the first blast of hot cum shot down her throat. She’d wanted it in her mouth so she could taste him. His second wad filled her mouth until her cheeks bulged with more semen then she could swallow in one gulp. It poured out down her chin. Jenny pulled catching more of his ejaculate in her mouth. It was delicious as usual, so good she’d come to crave the taste. 

Black’s cock ejaculated several more loads before it finally lost its steel but remained long and hard. Jenny continued suckling on it, squeezing the rubbery flesh with her lips while her tongue twirled around the head. It swelled again, hardening until he was ready to go again just like she knew it would be. Jenny pube kissed him again, slowly pulling her head up until the enormous cock exited her mouth. She planted a loving kiss on the tip to show her respect for it before releasing it. Her pussy pushed back against his mouth as he respectfully kissed her lower lips too.

Jenny slid up and spun around straddling him feeling his pulsing hardness between her legs. She slid her wet pussy up his shaft until the head of his cock spread her pussy lips apart as it entered her. They both moaned as his shaft slowly disappeared inside her. Jenny laid herself down on the hard chest pushing her pussy back to envelope more and more of the huge cock. She bent down and kissed her lover. His tongue pushed back against hers, neither caring that their mouths had just been on each other’s genitals or that his tongue had recently probed into her anus. Jenny came again just as his cock buried itself inside her. She kissed him more passionately, but found herself wondering where Coach Black’s goatee had gone to? Suddenly alarmed, she reached up for his head, feeling the ropey pillow that went all the way up to his head. There was only one person she knew with dreadlocks…MAX! Jenny sat up in alarm.

Max grabbed her hips to hold her steady, feeling the entirety of his cock inside her. He reached up and squeezed her breasts, pinching her erect nipples even as Jenny sat frozen. Unknowingly, she’d just broken her pledge to remain faithful to Coach Black with yet another of her students. “Damn Patty! I fucking love your big white titties,” he grunted. 

“And I love your big black cock,” she replied trying her best to imitate the buxom redhead. She needed to make an excuse to jump off and check something in her clothes outside so she could run off before he discovered who he was fucking, but instead she ground her pussy into his crotch. She couldn’t leave this poor kid hanging. She needed to feel him cum inside her. Then
maybe she could say she needed to go pee or something and disappear with him none the wiser.

“Your nipples feel long tonight,” he whispered, pulling one breast down to his mouth so he could suck her nipple into his mouth. Jenny moaned and started riding his cock. He felt like Coach Black inside her. Max’s muscular chest and build, plus the length and width of his cock was close to Black’s. He must be uncircumcised, she thought. That would explain the loose skin around the head. 

“Oh god, fuck me,” she moaned. “FUCK ME!” He paused for a second and she realized she hadn’t disguised her voice, but he went back to sucking her nipples and she rode him harder orgasming all over his thick black shaft. “CUMMING!”

“Dayumn gurl! I’m getting close to. I love fucking you Patty, but I like to see what I’m fucking.”

“Wait no,” she cried, as he reached for something and pulled out a slightly luminescent green stick. Her snapped it and the green glow filled the tent. Jenny found herself looking into his surprised eyes. A grin of delight spread across his face just as he bucked his hips ramming his cock deep into his teacher’s pussy. His cum spraying out to flood her womb. Jenny threw her head back. “AAAHHH! SEED ME MAX! I LOVE YOUR COCK!” 

Still cumming, she fell on his chest and they kissed again as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly against his chest, his spurting cock shooting wad after wad of his seed into her married white womb.

**********

What a whore, thought Kitty watching her mom’s outline in the green glow through the tent’s material. Jenny had conveniently left her clothes just outside the tent. Kitty reached in and pulled out her mom’s phone. 

She found Coach Black in the contact list. 

Meet me in the tent at site 13, she typed out, hitting send. She hoped her mom wasn’t finished whoring yet so that Black would have time to get here and catch her cheating on him, but she needn’t have worried. Max already had Jenny on all fours and was guiding his impressive cock back inside her. Kitty felt a stab of jealousy. Both Max and Black had cocks a little larger then Samson’s. If she got a chance, Kitty would try them both out.

She put the phone back and slipped away. Kitty made her way back to Patty. She wasn’t surprised to see Stubby and Amber going at it again. Lars was sitting in the darkness, hugging his knees. He was clearly horrified watching his girlfriend go black but seemed unable to look away. 

“Where’d you go?” asked Patty.

“Had something to do,” replied Kitty. 

“Why did you bring him anyway?”

“He needed to see that Amber is one of my girls now.”

“Kitty, you’re one cold hearted bitch,” said Patty matter-of-factly.

Kitty turned on Patty. She hadn’t forgotten or forgiven the red head for titty fucking her Samson at the pool party. “Oh, I ran into Max. He’s waiting for you in a tent at site 13.”

“Oh goodie!” Patty’s eyes lit up in the misty darkness. “Watching those two go at it has me horny as fuck for Max’s cock. See you later.” 

Kitty smiled. Her revenge was complete. Nobody messed with her Samson. And speaking of Samson, she hadn’t realized how horny she was for his big black cock. A lot of people were getting laid this night and it was about time, Kitty got some cock of her own.

Kitty disappeared into the mist to find her boyfriend.

**********

Dewey looked up as Carol came out of the tent. Carol was tall and lanky. Her Coxville breasts looked over large on her thin frame. She had long straight blonde hair, not natural, and there was often hints of brown in in hair. She had inherited the common Coxville blue eyes and they were bigger and brighter than normal. They went even bigger when they saw the little black man carrying the limp body of her friend. “What did you do to her?” asked Carol. She was wearing one of David’s tee shirts and tried to pull the hem down to cover more of her crotch and ass as he approached.

“She fell off the dock when the mist hit her.”

“What mist?”

“It’s rolling this way,” said Dewey. 

“Set me down by the fire,” said Wendy.

“You okay?” asked Carol, concerned. David came out of the tent and bent over her equally worried.

“Fine,” groaned Wendy. “Just swallowed some water. Freezing too. Dewey might have saved my life.” She looked over at the stout little black man, appraisingly. 

“Let me get you a blanket,” said David. He slipped inside his tent. 

Dewey pulled his shirt off and held it over the fire. His pants were soaked, but his shirt wasn’t too wet, just the hem and some of the shoulder where he’d carried Wendy out of the lake and
some of his chest was damp from carrying her. He looked back at Wendy and caught her staring at his chest. The strange attention he was receiving from a white girl was doing nothing to make his hard cock go down. “Who’s Chaga?” he asked.

“What?” she replied, looking confused.

“You called me Chaga just after I gave you mouth to mouth.”

“I don’t remember,” said Wendy looking confused. She barely remembered him giving her mouth to mouth. She glanced at Carol who was looking distastefully at her, probably at knowing a black man had his lips on hers even if it saved her life. “I must have been out of it. Maybe I hit my head?” She reached up running her fingers through her hair but couldn’t feel any bumps and she didn’t have a headache.

“Here,” said Dave, handing her a blanket. “Better get out of those wet clothes.”

“You can wear my shirt,” added Dewey, pulling it away from the fire. “It’s mostly dry now.”

Wendy nodded and took his shirt. She disappeared into the tent. “Well thanks Dewey,” said Carol. David nodded. Dewey shrugged it off and sat down in the seat Wendy had just vacated. Carol and David looked at each other. “We can take it from here. You’re free to go back to the party.”

“Not until I get my shirt back.”

“Very well,” sighed Carol sitting down. David sat by her. 

Wendy emerged a moment later and the sight of her made Dewey’s black cock twitch. Wendy had the blanket around her shoulders, but it was open in the front. She was wearing lacy panties and his shirt. The little black man’s tee shirt looked like a half shirt on the amazon woman. Her massive breasts had lifted it up exposing not only her fit belly and abs, but even some of the bottoms of her breasts. David stared too until Carol smacked him on the knee. Wendy walked over to the fire trying to warm herself.

“Dewey, you saved my life,” she said, staring off into the fire. “Thank you.”

“Glad I was there,” he replied. “Of course, in some cultures, that would make you my slave.” David and Carol chuckled nervously, but Wendy said nothing staring into the fire. Dewey regretted saying it. “Sorry. I was just in the right place at the right time, I guess.”

“Whoa, look at that,” said David. Carol gave him a mean stare until she realized he was looking in the direction of the lake. The mist had appeared rolling towards them.

“Told ya,” said Dewey.

The mist enveloped David and Carol first. Dewey could see her tee shirt immediately turn wet
and cling to her body. She wasn’t quite as lanky as he thought. She had a long torso that tapered into her hips before flaring out into sweet hips. Most impressive were the long fat nipples capping her breasts that suddenly appeared to be trying to poke their way through the thin tee. David must have noticed them too, for he grabbed her hand. “Maybe we should get out of this mist?” he asked. She nodded. Dewey could see the small tent poking out the teen’s shorts, much much smaller than the tent poking out Dewey’s pants since rescuing Wendy. The couple slipped into their tent. He almost thought of excusing himself to go take care of his erection. It was turning painful and it swelled even more when the mist reached him. It was too much. His cock needed some immediate attention. He stood to tell Wendy he was leaving, but she’d slipped into the tent. Kind of rude, he thought.

Wendy crawled back out. She’d lost the blanket. Dewey gasped as she straightened up. His shirt was clinging to her bare tits showing more than Carol’s shirt had. The full moon lit the mist up and he could see her clearly, every drop of dew that clung to her sexy belly, her arms, her forehead. Wonder woman indeed.

“Um.. I should get going,” he said, unable to take his eyes of her tits. He could see the pinkness of her nipples through his shirt. A shirt he never planned on washing again.

“You want your shirt back, Dewey?”

“Yeah.”

“Here than,” she said and to the little black man’s amazement, she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up off her perfect white breasts and over her head. She held it out for him. He was frozen, staring at her breasts for nearly half a minute. When he finally reached out for his shirt, she pulled it back. “Come and get it,” she told him, tossing the shirt into her tent.

Dewey gulped. Wendy knelt and crawled into the tent. 

“OH COME ON!” screamed Carol, her frustration clear in the next tent.

“Sorry,” pleaded David. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop it.”

“All I did was touch it.”

Dewey ignored the couple and stooped, following Wendy into the tent.

**********

“Oh, come one dude,” whispered Gary, looking down at his best friend Wyatt Donnelly who was furiously masturbating. 

“Sorry, failed my fortitude saving throw, buddy,” whispered Wyatt back before grunting and shooting a few small wads of cum down into the leaves. He squeezed another pearl sized drop out of his smallish penis without taking his eyes off the scene in front of him. “Worth coming to
the party just for this. Don’t you think it’s hot?”

“Susan yeah,” snorted Gary Wallace. “But she’s fucking three niggers like some nympho cumsucking succubus.”  He was disgusted at the sight of his number one fantasy girl acting like a slut for three black minotaur cocks. The scrawny pimply faced Wyatt would masturbate to anything though it did make him happy to see that Wyatt’s skinny little penis appeared to be a good half inch smaller then Gary’s own six inch one. 

“Can’t believe Leroy’s got his dick head pierced. Damn fogs gonna ruin my view, Dude.”

“Looks like the party is breaking up anyway,” said Gary, ducking farther behind the bush as the three blacks disengaged themselves from Susan. He wondered about Wyatt sometimes. He often seemed as fascinated with penises as he was with women. He’d even caught Wyatt jerking off while looking at the senior LD’s website as the local black porn star took on two petite Asian chicks. A gap appeared in the fog, the full moon lighting up the luscious body of Susan Dupree. Gobs of what could only be black semen glistened in places all over her body. Leroy and LD were dressed and leaving. Omar was dressing and watching Susan. They appeared to be in a hole in the mist. The three black men disappeared into the fog leaving the two nerds hiding behind the bush watching Susan as she slipped into the lake and started cleaning up. “She’s like a water nymph,” he hissed.

“Special attack: blinding beauty,” agreed Wyatt. The mist came in to envelope the two boys. “Fuck, looks like I’m failing my fortitude save again.” The five-and-a-half-inch penis was sticking straight out once more. 

Gary found his own penis straining at his pants. “Me too,” he added, quickly unbuttoning his jeans while he could still see the naked Susan in the water. At least now he could picture Susan as his girlfriend and not some nigger loving slut. Yesterday at school, she’d been her normal buxom hot studious self and now she was behaving like one of LD’s porn actresses. 

“Damn,” said Wyatt. No sooner had he spit in his hand and grabbed his penis was it spitting out a few more wads of cum. 

Gary chuckled at his friend’s embarrassment, but his own penis did the same thing the second he touched the swollen head with his finger. “UGH!” he grunted a little loudly. No build up, but it was a good orgasm. He penis sprang up and down spurting pearly drops of semen. The most he’d ever cum.

“GOTCHA!”

Both Gary and Wyatt screamed as a strong black hand clamped down on their shoulders. They jerked free, scattering in different directions, Wyatt tripped over his own pants and fell into the leaves, scrambling to his feet. 

Gary just took off into the misty darkness, his spent penis still dangling out. He listened for sounds of pursuit, but all he heard was Omar’s laughter off in the mist.
 **********

“Sorry, I didn’t plan on spending the night,” said Todd, staring hungrily at Elin’s nude body. 

“The blanket’s fine,” she said, pulling him down by the neck until his lips smashed against her and they kissed. She could feel her heart beat in her ears. This was going to be the best night of her life. She’d been hot for Todd White for years. Just wait until her fellow cheerleaders found out she was dating the handsome COCKS’ quarterback. She withdrew her tongue and kissed his lips. “I want you in me,” she whispered. “Do you have protection?”

“Uh no,” he answered, suddenly concerned. He’d quit carrying condoms after Kitty broke up with him.

“It’s alright. Just pull out okay?” Todd nodded and Elin laid back on the blanket, sitting up on her elbows. She wanted to watch him enter her. Todd had a nice-looking dick, maybe even a tad thicker than her ex-boyfriends. “WOW! Look at that?” she said.

“Glad you like it,” he answered, proudly.

“I do like it, but I was talking about the fog.” Elin watched the mist come up from behind to envelope her new lover. One eyebrow raised in delight as she looked down at his penis. It had suddenly swollen even larger. The mist rolled over her nude body. Her skin turned damp. Much like his penis had, her hard nipples swelled up even larger. Her already wet pussy began leaking fluids as her arousal grew. “Shit! It’s cold!”

“Well your pussy sure is giving off a lot of heat,” he replied crassly. His big swollen penis was bobbing as it pointed right between her legs. “Here it comes.” Todd had a well-deserved smirk on his face. He moved closer. She watched in anticipation as his hand came down to guide it inside her. The grape sized head of his penis touched her wet folds, jerked upwards, spitting semen across her blonde pubes.

“WHAT!” she cried in horror.

“Uh..sorry. I… uh… don’t know what happened.” Todd looked almost as horrified.

“It’s okay,” she replied calmly. “Just hurry up and put it in.” One second it had been rock hard and the next, his penis shriveled just as he tried to enter her. “You gotta be kidding me,” she muttered, without concern for his feelings.

“It’s never done that before,” said Todd in disbelief. 

“It’s okay,” she lied. Elin had never been this frustrated. Billy Bob hadn’t lasted long either his first time, but at least he’d gotten it inside her to take her virginity. “Can you get hard again?”

“Probably,” he muttered. Elin reached out to grab his penis and play with it hoping to see it swell
again, but it was as limp as a noodle. “Maybe, it’s the cold?” he explained. 

“Fine,” she said, with frustration. Elin dropped his penis and slid up on the blanket. She reached for her tank top. “I’m going to go get us some more beers.”

“Maybe we could drive somewhere out of this mist and try again?”

“Sure,” she replied. “I’ll meet you at the car.”

Elin stood and looked around in the fog. She could make out the glow of the bonfire in the distance and headed that way towards the keg. She’d never been this sexually frustrated before. Todd White was her ideal man. If they stayed a couple through college, she’d be ready to marry him and start a family of little cheerleaders and quarterbacks. Hell, she didn’t want any children for a long time now and he’d just exhibited a total lack of self-control. What if he’d ejaculated after entering her? Worse, what if he were a total dud in bed? Could she live with that? No, she couldn’t. Elin needed a real man. She’d give Todd White another chance and if he blew it, she’d go out and find a real man. One more chance, but first they’d better find a condom. She wasn’t going to risk getting pregnant at eighteen. 

Elin neared the fire. She heard several loud spraying and splattering noises. The moon lit up a muscular dark figure standing by a tree in the mist. Taking a pee, she thought. “Hard to piss when my junks all hard,” said the man. One pissing noise stopped, the man shaking the hard log between his legs before turning around and seeing her. 

“Oh my god,” cried Elin, staring in disbelief at the huge black penis sticking out between the man’s legs. The moonlight illuminated the fog around the huge penis almost as if a spotlight were shining on it. She’d never seen anything like it before. It had to be a foot long. Todd’s penis looked like a child’s next to this thing. The man stopped with his huge cock pointed at her. It bobbed slightly.

The other pissing noise stopped, and a second man stepped out from behind the tree. “Mine too, bro. Can’t even get it back in my pants.”

Elin gasped so loudly, he also noticed her standing there. The second man’s penis was even bigger than the first. 

“You that Titans’ cheerleader, came here with Todd?”

“Yeah… Titans” she replied still staring at their penises. Elin couldn’t believe her eyes. The bigger one was at least thirteen inches. She forced her gaze away and up. It wasn’t the man who’d spoken. She didn’t recognize him, and he looked older than a high school senior. “Elin.”

“Never seen a black cock before, Elin?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“You like what you see?”

“Yes,” the words came hissing out through her teeth.”

“I’m Hercules.”

“Elin,” she told him again, suddenly feeling like a fool for repeating herself. She looked over at the second black man. This one she recognized.

“Samson West.”

**********

“Damn,” muttered Black. He couldn’t wait to sink his cock in Jenny’s tight white pussy. He had an erection so hard it hurt. He wanted to free it from his pants to give the big thing some air, but there were still students nearby.

He walked along the shore, past the dock towards one of the picnic areas. From there, he could take some trails through the bushes to get to the camping area. He’d gotten laid here often enough as a teen, he was sure he could find Site 13 even in this damn mist. 

Before he turned off the shoreline, he heard something moving through the water. Through some trick of the fog, the full moon lit the mist and the woman so that he could see her wet brownishblonde hair. She rose up, bare breasts lifting up, water dripping from her erect hard nipples. He smiled. She was magnificent! “Jenny?” he called.

“Sorry Coach Black.” She rose, torso coming up and out. Her belly was fit and lithe with prominent abdominal muscles above it, a woman that did crunches. Her pubic triangle was brown, not blonde like Jenny Summers. “You sound disappointed.”

“I’m looking for Coach Sum… Susan? Susan Dupree?” Black couldn’t take his eyes off her. Susan was virtually unrecognizable with her hair down and without her telltale glasses. She tended to cover her body and he only knew what a great figure she had thanks to the cheerleading outfits. She approached him without trying to hide her naked body. Coach Black had never been shy around women and was a rather confident ladies’ man, but suddenly he found himself gulping with nervousness. Jenny had told him that Susan had gone a little wild at her pool yesterday. “I’m surprised to see you not studying,” he commented, his confidence returning as he took in the sight of her wet breasts. 

“I have been studying Coach,” said the wet teen stepping up to him. It’s was hard not to take such a magnificent creature in his arms, crushing those great tits to his chest. “I’ve been studying up on integration.” One hand came out and touched his chest over his tee shirt. She felt his muscles. “I’ve been studying integration with black boys, but what I’d really like to do is try integrating with a man.”

“You sure? Probably shouldn’t “study integration” with a teacher?” Black wasn’t too worried.
Long wouldn’t fire him anymore then he’d fire Jenny for fucking her students. Susan’s parents would be the only ones to get concerned about. Her parents could go over Long’s head to get him fired not only as gym teacher, but as the football coach. Couldn’t risk that. Yeah, this probably shouldn’t go any further. Her hand slid down his chest, grabbing his hard cock. Fuck her parents.

“Hope you got a license for this weapon,” she said, her fingers easily found his zipper and pulled it down as expertly as any Coxburg prostitute. 

“Not on me,” he answered. She reached in and under his underwear. His cock was too big to pull out of his zipper. Her other hand undid the buttons on his pants. Her eyes continued staring into his as she worked her hands.

Susan pulled his giant cock out of his pants. She felt his length and girth. The teen girl finally broke eye contact, looking down at it, she shuddered in lust as her eyes took it in. “You’re going to have to show me your trained to use it then.” She squeezed his cock so tightly it might have hurt a weaker man, but she didn’t have the strength to hurt a cock as hard as granite. She turned away, pulling him by his cock towards a picnic table. He saw her clothes folded up nicely on one bench.

Black turned, his back to the table ready to pick her up and lift her on the top, but instead, she put both hands on his chest and pushed, pulling his pants down as he fell backwards. The Coach lay back on the table as she climbed up and straddled him. Susan’s pussy pushed down on his hard shaft. They both moaned, knowing what was coming. She rocked her hips, sliding along his shaft until her pussy reached the tip of his cock. She pushed down and back, engulfing the fat end of his cock inside her. 

Black reached up and squeezed her breasts, pinching the nipple with his fingers on one while bringing the nipple over towards his mouth with the other. He gently bit the hard nub before flickering his tongue over it. Susan moaned, humping down on his cock head. She leaned forwards so that her giant breasts forced him to lay his head back on the table. Black tried to lick her nipples as they dangled over his mouth. Her pussy lifted his cock up slowly sucking him in as she pushed her hips back into his shaft. Susan’s pussy took him easily to the hilt. She held still a moment, panting while she enjoyed being fully stuffed by his cock. He took the opportunity to latch his lips around a nipple and suck it in eliciting a loud moan from her.

Susan Dupree’s pussy abruptly squeezed itself around his shaft in a grip even tighter than when she’d held it in her hand. Susan yanked her crotch up and it was Black’s turn to loudly moan. The grip relaxed when she reached the head before sinking her crotch back down into his lap again. Her pussy trembled around his shaft as she came all over it. Black caught a glimpse of her face above her breasts. Her eyes were closed in concentration, lower lip sucked into her mouth. Her vaginal muscles closed tightly around his cock again just as she raised herself back up before slamming down onto the root of his cock. “Fuuuccckkk!” he grunted.

“Fuck is right,” she murmured. “I do declare your big nigger cock to be about damn near perfect, Coach.” Susan sat up in his lap and began riding him.
 Black stared up at the stunning woman riding him. Each time she rose up, her pussy would squeeze his cock before relaxing when she sat back down. Damn bitch is milking my cock, he thought. An impressive feat for such a young girl and one that had only been into big cocks for just over 24 hours. Each time she gripped his junk, the prominent abdominals above her navel would tighten. Occasionally, she’d lose control, her pussy contracting and expanding around his shaft as an orgasmic seizure overtook the teen girl, her arousal flowing like a waterfall down over his testicles. Susan’s entire body was starting to tremble and her vaginal contractions were growing. She sped up throwing her head back. Coach took advantage of her outthrust breasts to grab the tips of both, squeezing her nipples rather hardly.

“FFUUCCKK…..AAAAHHH….I….LOVE…FUCKING…BIGNIGGERCOCKS!” Her scream was so loud it echoed across the lake.  

Black heard some voices off in the darkness. “What the…” as well as “Some sluts getting it good,” just as “bigniggercocks” echoed back off the lake. Then everything went quiet but for the dripping on the leaves under the picnic table beneath their crotches. 

Susan fell heavily on him, her body slick and wet from the mist and her sweat. She was gasping for air. He could feel her heart beating rapidly against his chest. “T-that was a big one,” she gasped out. Black grabbed her hair and pulled her lips against his. Their mouths worked as their tongues teased back and forth into each other’s mouths. Her pussy muscles gripped tightly over his cock again. “Wanna keep fucking you but that orgasm exhausted me,” she whispered.

“Let me take over then,” said Black. 

Susan gave him a peck on the lips before sliding forwards over his chest until his cock popped out which put her stomach in his face. He kissed her bellybutton before she shakily climbed off him and worked her way off the table. Black was about to rise, but she grabbed the base of his cock and pulled it up. Even he was impressed by his cock’s size. It was as swollen as it normally got at that point right before and after he orgasmed and it glistened with lubrication from her wet pussy. My cock is damn near perfect, he thought, agreeing with her. Susan pulled the head towards her mouth and gobbled it right down. Her tongue teasing his pee slit before gliding over the crown. She sucked him deep, bobbing her head rapidly over the end of his shaft. Her lips pushing his cock deeper and deeper down her throat until she was kissing his pubic hair. Again, he was impressed by what she could do with so little experience. The girl could suck black cock like she had been doing it all her life. 

Black’s balls began to ache. The semen began welling up at him. “Gonna cum,” he growled, his cock beginning to buck halfway down her throat. She moaned with lust but didn’t stop sucking him and he couldn’t hold back. His first blast of man pudding went straight into her belly. Susan pulled back, his jumping cock head exiting into her mouth. As good as she was, her mouth couldn’t keep up with the volume of his ejaculate and his big cock head. Her cheeks ballooned out and sperm dribbled down her chin. She started to gag but caught herself and gulped the next load down. Almost gagging seemed to make her mad and she tried harder, jerking his shaft while he continued cumming in her mouth while she gulped it down until his cock gave its last little
squirt. She kept sucking. As his cock began to soften her lips tightened around it keeping him hard.  She sucked him for a good five minutes longer before letting his cock exit her mouth entirely. She gave his urethra a kiss and looked up at him. “Fuck me again please?” she asked. He was rock hard and ready to go again.

Black sat up and climbed down while Susan stood and wiped her chin with the back of her hand. Her other hand held her belly and he could see that it was bulging out some. Black was pretty sure his sperm alone couldn’t have done that to her stomach. Having a belly full of semen sloshing around in it didn’t seem to bother her too much. She leaned down over the table, spreading her legs. Black took the hint and stepped up behind her. He pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy lips and slowly pushed it inside. Almost immediately, her vaginal muscles began squeezing the head, pulling him deeper. Susan had so much control over her vagina that she could probably have fucked herself with a dildo just by using the contractions alone. She practically sucked him in balls deep. Copious amounts of lubrication still poured from her completely soaking his balls and dripping down on the leaves.

Coach Black took over, fucking her hard. Her pussy went from trying to hold him inside to working in tune with his thrusts. Occasionally, her muscles would clamp down around his shaft or balloon up as she orgasmed, whimpers of pleasure coming from the girl’s throat. 

Susan had a great ass. He squeezed the cheeks as he shafted her pussy hard and fast. Her rosebud was tight and puckered. Still an anal virgin! He’d fuck it some time. Not today. He needed to save something for Jenny for later and he’d already cum once in Susan’s mouth and he needed to seed her pussy good this time. Black pulled most of his shaft out and held still, her pussy clenching around his cock head trying to get him to keep fucking her. He stuck his hand out and ran his thumb from her labia down his slick shaft making sure it was well lubricated. Black began fucking her again and moved his slick thumb up to her sphincter and pushed. 

He quickly suspected he was wrong about her being an anal virgin. She opened easily for him. Nor did she object to having her ass probed. She only whimpered and came all over his cock as he pushed his thumb inside. Furthermore, her anal muscles began working around his thumb trying to pull it deep telling him she wanted a cock in her ass as much as she wanted one deep in her vagina. What a woman, thought Black, fucking her hard while thumbing her ass. Susan fucked him back to. She pushed her ass back into his plunging cock each time he thrust it forward with equal gusto to his own. Finally, Black buried his cock just as her pussy clasped itself around his foot-long shaft so tightly it could only jump a little with the first and most powerful fountain of cum erupted into her womb. She immediately came hard, her vaginal contractions milking his cock for each successive spurt of semen. After seven squirts had flooded her womb, her pussy relaxed and Black slowly withdrew his cock while also pulling his thumb from her anus. As his thumb was freed, her ass hole turned white and a steady stream of semen poured out to run down her pussy even as his own sperm began to trickle out of it. 

“God damn niggers,” she hissed.

Black frowned. “What was that?” he asked before his hand came down on her left ass cheek making it shudder.
 “OW!” she squealed trying to pull away, but she was leaning over the table and had nowhere to go.

“What did you say?”

“I hate you niggers.” Susan’s ass cheek was hit again really stinging this time. “What gives?”

“I don’t tolerate that word as a pejorative. You may use it when expressing praise or the superiority of the black male. You got that slut?”

“Yes sir,” she mumbled, pushing herself up off the table. Susan turned around. “I’m sorry, but I can’t help myself. I’ve always looked down on the local nigg-black people… my parents… this county…” Susan shrugged. She couldn’t look him in the eye. She stared down at his deflated, but still plump cock.

“You don’t need to explain. Racism is ingrained deeply in this county. I’d be more surprised if you weren’t a little racist.”

“And then I saw my first big black nigger cock.” She glanced up nervously. “Superior nigger cock,” she corrected, looking down again when Black nodded his approval. “Now all I think about is nigger cock while a part of me still hates you for what you’ve done to me.” She sucked her lower lip into her mouth lustfully while staring at him. “And I’m always wondering where my next fix is going to come from.” Black’s cock twitched under her gaze and started to swell. “God I love nigger cocks,” she muttered, reaching out for his shaft as he swelled back up. “Fuck me again, Mr. Black?” she asked, stroking him. “I prefer fucking men over boys.”

A low growl formed in Black’s throat and he started to reach out for the lustful racist slut, but he restrained himself. Instead he stepped back pulling his cock out of her hand. “Another time,” he said, feeling sorry for her. She was cock crazy. Almost half the black women in the County went cock crazy after having sex. They ended up pregnant and dropped out of high school. Most settled down after a while. Some never did. “I’ve got somewhere else to be.”

“Please?” she begged, reaching down between her legs and fingering herself while staring at his bobbing cock. 

Black retrieved his clothes and started dressing. His cock wouldn’t go down. He pulled it up against his stomach as he buttoned his jeans. Black pulled his shirt on over his head and looked over at Susan.

“Please?” she begged again. She’s sat up on the table and was laying down on it, hips raised, fingering herself. Black’s cock twitched. He turned to walk away. “Coach?” she called. He froze but didn’t look back. “If you see any of the team, tell them I’m here.”

Black turned his head sideways. “Sure,” he replied, feeling a little sorry for her. He slipped off into the mist. He hoped Jenny wouldn’t be too mad at him for being late.
 **********

“If you’re playing some kind of game with me…”

“I’m not playing games.” Wendy was kneeling in the center of the tent nude but for her panty. “The panty stays on.” 

Dewey stepped close to her. He couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts. White skin with pink nipples was something he’d never thought to see in the flesh outside of porn or turning into a peeping Tom and especially not Wendy Williams’ white breast flesh and pink nipples. “What do you mean?”

“I’m saving myself for my boyfriend so the panty stays on. Otherwise, like you said, in some cultures, I have to repay you for saving my life by being your slave.”

“You’re fucking with me?”

Wendy looked down at the bottom of the tent. She bit her lower lip, looking guilty and ashamed. “The Williams’ family were slave owners, Dewey. We had a large prosperous tobacco farm with slaves purchased from the Cox family. I’ve seen the bills of sale for the slaves in the family bible.”

“So what? You never owned slaves.”

“No, but it’s still shames the family name. Consider this reparations. What would you have me do, master?”

“Anything?”

“Anything, but actual intercourse and of course you can’t tell anyone about this.” Wendy still hoped to win a hot boyfriend at some point and getting a reputation for messing around with a black man wouldn’t improve her limited choices any.

For a split second, Dewey wondered if he was the one that had drowned in the lake and this was just a dying fantasy. He still couldn’t believe this was happening. “Kiss me,” he ordered, testing the water. “Kiss me like you’d kiss your boyfriend.”

Wendy took a step forwards on her knees. Any other woman and any other man, this would be a subservient position to suck his penis, but with Dewey and Wendy, their faces were practically lined up. “Tell me when to stop.” Wendy bent her head slightly leaning forwards, her lips parted, reaching his lips. She pressed hard against his broader black lips. His tongue touched hers tentatively, then they were dueling back and forth into each other’s mouths. Dewey reached up and grabbed her breasts. Wendy shuddered and moaned when he pinched her giant nipples. Her own palms came up to rest on his hard chest, sliding over his flat dark nipples. She shuddered again, impressed by his hard-muscular chest.
 Dewey worked his tongue and mouth with Wendy working hers back. She moved closer smashing her breasts into his hands. He moved his hands away and around her back. His fingers slid through her luscious black hair before sliding down her back. He pulled her tight against him, her nipples pressing against his chest before mashing into her breasts. Wendy moaned again just as turned on as he was. Dewey slid his hands down into her panty and grabbed her full ass cheeks. Her moan of lust turned to one of surprise as his bulge pressed into her pubic mound. “What the?” she grunted breaking the kiss and looking down at his pants.

“You broke the kiss,” he whispered, kissing her on the forehead. “I gotta punish you now, slave. Take my cock out.” He pulled down on her hair, forcing her face back up to his. Dewey mashed his lips against hers and started kissing her again.

Wendy reached down and felt his bulge. Her hands worked at his pants and pulled them open and down. It was hot down around his underwear. His penis was giving off a lot of heat. Her hand grabbed the hem of his underwear and stretched it out and down, something huge and mighty forcing its way out of confinement. It smacked her hard just under her navel before sliding up her belly leaving a wet trail behind it. She released his underwear. Her hand brushed against the heavy scrotum beneath the massive penis. She cupped his sack surprised at its size. The only one she’d seen before was with a guy she dated about half a dozen times named Walt. It had looked like a couple small walnuts stuffed in a tight sack. She’d cupped them while she jerked Walt off once. Dewey’s felt like a large water balloon filled with heated water inside his sack. It totally filled the palm of her hand, the second one hanging lower against the side of her hand. Second one? She’d only been holding one testicle! She pulled her hand away encountering the base of his shaft and let her fingers close around it. Her fingers didn’t meet, it was so thick. Wendy didn’t realize she was doing it, but her kissing turned more lustful… more aggressive as she slid her hand up the monstrosity. When her hand reached the fat rock hard plum on the tip, she broke the kiss again to look down at what she was holding.

“WHAT THE FUCK DEWEY!” Wendy stared at it in awe. Walt “walnut balls” penis hadn’t even been six inches. Dewey’s was bigger and thicker than her track racing batons by a good few inches and a regulation size baton was 11.5”.

Dewey snorted, proud at the way she was gazing at his cock. “Not everything about me is little,” he said with pride. 

“How b…”

“Fourteen inches. On the big side even for a brother.” Dewey loved his junk. A fourteen-inch cock was a monster but looked even bigger on a 58” man. He could easily suck the end himself and had on many occasions though he’d quit after Stacy’s amazing blow job.

“I never imagined,” she stuttered in disbelief, letting her hand slide up and down his shaft. Despite her disbelief, it felt somehow familiar to her to be holding a Coxville negro’s cock in her hand. Like she’d done it before which was ridiculous as she’d only ever touched Walnut ball’s penis before and his entire crotch filled her hand completely.
 He laughed. “Well if you’ve only seen whitey’s little penis than it’s about time you saw a real man’s cock.”

“A superior cock,” she whispered, in awe of it.

Yeah, superior, I like that. Now I think it’s my superior cock’s turn to get kissed.”

A thousand things raced through Wendy’s mind as she held and stared at his… superior cock… duty… surrender… virginity. There was no way that thing was every getting near her vagina. There was no way she’d ever fit it in her mouth or anywhere else. “I can’t,” she said, feeling like she had failed him.

“You disobeying your master, slave?” He growled, seemingly genuinely angry. 

“N-no master,” she stuttered.

“Better not be,” he reprimanded. Dewey slid over to her sleeping bag resting on a nice soft air mattress. “Just do your best.”

Wendy got on all fours and crawled between Dewey’s legs. He was holding his cock straight up for her with just a few fingers pushed into the base so she could take the entire glorious thing in. Though she was amazed by it, she felt a little sorry for the short black man. No woman could properly take such a thing. “I.. I don’t know where to start.”

“Lick around the head, suck in as much as you can, and jerk off what you can’t swallow.”

Wendy nodded. “Okay, just don’t squirt it in my mouth, please.” Some of Walt’s semen had gotten on her hand and she’d found the smell distasteful as she wiped it off into a tissue. She couldn’t imagine what it would have tasted like.

“Your master orders you to swallow his cum, slave,” Dewey commanded. Wendy looked at him. “But if you won’t; let me cum all over your tits,” he relented, giving her a wink. He liked this game but wasn’t sure how far she’d go and didn’t want to push her.

Wendy nodded again. “Yes, master.” She reached down and took a hold of his thick black penis allowing him to release it as she held it up. Wendy leaned forwards and was just sticking her tongue out when he came. Even Walnut Walt had lasted half a dozen strokes before he squirted. She sighed, looking regretfully at his shaft, wondering why she was disappointed and a little surprised the shaft was remaining steel hard.

“Whatcha waiting for?”

“You just ejaculated!”

“That’s just precum. My cock is trying to lubricate itself for you. Get to it, slave.”
 “Oh,” she said, a smile spreading across her face. She quickly suppressed it. She didn’t want Dewey to believe she wanted to put his penis in her mouth. She wasn’t enjoying herself. She was doing this to reward him for saving her life. 

Wendy leaned forwards again, the penis giving another little squirt. His precum was flowing down to coat the whole head of his big pen… “Cock.”

“What?”

“I was just thinking how cock seems more appropriate a term for your penis.”

“Yeah, no brother will call his junk a penis. We prefer cock, big cock, big black cock, and some like nigger or nigga cock.”

Wendy was aghast at the latter. Her father threw the “N” word around a lot when referring to blacks and she’d caught her mom saying it a few times. Her dad would have a heart attack if he knew his precious little angel was preparing to suck a nigger cock. Dewey sighed with growing frustration. Wendy looked him in the eyes as she leaned forwards. “Thank you for saving my life,” she told him before kissing the wet tip of his cock. When she pulled back a sticky strand of his pre-seminal fluid ran from her lips to his urethra. She licked it away and leaned down again. This time she stared at his big black cock as she began to lick around the head. 

“Yeah, that’s it, gurl,” groaned Dewey thrilled to have his cock sucked again. The first time had been Stacy and she’d been a world class cocksucker, but she’d sucked half the brothas in the senior class before doing his. This was Wendy’s first time and he was thrilled to break her in. If he didn’t push her to hard, he fantasized he might be the one to pop her cherry.

Wendy started sucking. Her jaw wasn’t used to stretching this far open and it soon started to ache as she bobbed her head over the tip of his cock. She ignored it keeping the pace up. She didn’t want him to be disappointed in her. The more she sucked it, the more saliva began running down his shaft. She used the added lubrication to stroke his shaft. His groans told her she was doing something right. The head was pushing into her throat now as she grew used its presence.

“Come around here, gurl,” he told her. 

She paused confused at what he was asking. She released his shaft causing it to slap hard against his stomach and his abdominals and his chest. The monster took up most of his small torso. She moved beside him and facing down, lifted his cock back up and returned her mouth to the tip. There were some noisy slurping sounds before she got used to this new position, but he interrupted her again. Dewey’s hand was on her thigh, rubbing the insides. Any further up and he might feel how wet her vagina had grown. Instead, he tugged at it until she got the hint and straddled his muscular torso. 

Facing down was a little easier and soon she found she could swallow the entire head. It was difficult, but it could be done if you breathed through your nose and suppressed the gag reflex.
Her throat muffled her groan of lust for his big black cock. She was enjoying her first blow job. Her moan turned to a whimper of desire when his strong hands came up to fondle the large ends of her dangling breasts. Her pussy practically creamed when his fingers pinched her swollen nipples. Then she felt his tongue pushing against the thin panty forcing some into the folds of her vagina. “Yes,” she moaned. She didn’t object when his hands slid from her breasts down her belly to her pubic mound. He grabbed her panty and pulled it out of the way so that his tongue could enter her pussy. Wendy gasped in surprise. She’d never felt anything so good. Her body reflexively pushed back into his tongue as she took his cock head back in her mouth.

Dewey tried to pull her panties down, but they were stuck on her thighs and in his way. She felt his hands grab the hem, stretching the material out until they began to strain and then tear. Wendy was about to object, but the act of ripping the panty off her was so manly her pussy squirted again. Only one leg ripped open. Dewey pushed it over to the other leg where it slid down to her knee. Any objection she still might have had to losing her underwear faded with the easier access his tongue had to her pussy.

Dewey sucked her engorged clitoris between his lips. The sensation was so strong Wendy had to pull her mouth off his dick to keep from choking. His tongue wiggled its way up between the folds of her labia, pushing in as he licked up and then back down to her clit. Wendy gasped, burying her head on his thigh, one hand stroking his cock. Dewey was a freak. His tongue moved rapidly, clit then up her pussy lips, down to her clit up over her pussy to her perineum, down to her clit, wiggling up her labia and into her pussy, over the perineum, his tongue tip grazing her anus before moving back down to suck her clit in. His tongue flickered back up spending more time on her anus. Disgusting, but it felt strangely pleasant and she didn’t stop him as it pushed at her rosebud. Wendy was gasping for breath now as he reamed her anus, her hand jerked his cock off more rapidly. She kissed his scrotum just as his tongue licked back down to her clit. His tongue flickered back and forth teasing her clit just as his hands tugged down hard on her nipples. Wendy’s world exploded as she had her first orgasm. 

She nearly passed out, coming to her senses to feel his tongue probing inside her pussy. She came again. Wendy forced herself up, taking his cock back in her mouth. She needed to thank him for the pleasure he’d just given her. If a tongue felt this amazing, what would a penis feel like? What would a cock feel like?

She sucked him harder and faster. Now she was swallowing nearly half the monster shaft, but it was becoming more difficult as the thing seemed to be growing even larger. The head went from the size of a golf ball to the size of a large plum or a small apple. 

“FUCK! I’m cumming,” he groaned into her pussy.

Wendy’s mouth filled up so quickly, she was forced to pull her head off his cock to keep from choking. His sperm poured down her chin even as another huge wad splattered on her face. She bent down, wrapping her lips around the head, letting her mouth fill with his hot seed and it was delicious. She gulped it down just as her mouth filled again and she gulped it down too. She wanted more, but she needed to breathe. Wendy say up, forcing his tongue inside her. Both of her hands stroked his huge shaft. His cum splattered all over her chest and tits. His tongue thrust
rapidly in and out of her as his cum coated her tits. Wendy came again. 

She dropped his spent cock and climbed off him, gasping for breath. She sat up, kneeling at his feet. She looked down at herself and snorted a laugh.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, reaching a black hand out to squeeze her bare ass. 

“Well, I both swallowed your semen and let you cum all over my tits.”

“Yeah, I cum a lot. What did you think, gurl?”

Wendy blushed with embarrassment when she noticed that his chin was as soaked as her own. “It was fun,” she said. “I liked it… a lot.” Wendy noticed a large wad of sperm covering her left nipple. She wanted it. Dewey watched with delight as she lifted her big breast up to her mouth and sucked his cum off her nipple. “Your seed tastes really good,” she explained, staring at his cock. It seemed to have expanded a little. “Next time, I’ll do better.”

“Next time?” he asked, smirking.

“Sure. I owe you my life, so I think unlimited blow jobs as long as you want them isn’t an unreasonable reward. Besides, I really really like your cock. So long as you’ll be discreet and provided you want me to suck you off again?” She gazed at him hopefully.

“I think your lips and my cock are going to become very familiar.”

“Good,” she said, reaching down, and pulling the hard shaft back up. “Because I really like your cock, Dewey. She leaned forwards and kissed the head again, her mouth wanted to spread out and suck it some more, but her jaw was sore, and she wasn’t sure he could go again either even though it was as hard as the first time. Wendy squeezed his cock and looked up at the short black man. She felt a growing affection for him. “Would you like to stay here tonight?” she asked. “I want… I want to sleep in your arms.”

“Oh, I ain’t going anywhere. You still my slave?”

“Yes, until morning.”

“Got any lotion?”

“Some hand lotion in my purse over there. Why?”

“Get on all fours.”

“What are you doing?” Wendy looked over her shoulder as Dewey grabbed her hand lotion. His cock bobbed before him as he walked over to kneel behind her. “We can’t have sex,” she said, a little worried now that her protective panty was gone.

Dewey squirted lotion all along his shaft and started stroking himself. “Well if I can’t fuck your pussy then I’m gonna have the next best thing.”

“You’re crazy!” she practically screamed when she felt the pressure on her anus. “I can’t take that thing.”

“Relax.” Dewey pushed down.

“Aaah!,” moaned Wendy scared, but her tight anus opened up for him and she relaxed. It was only his thumb. It was soaked with the lotion. “Ohhh!” she moaned, surprised that it was a little pleasant, but just as her rear began to get used to it, he pulled his thumb out. The pressure returned. This time when he pushed down, her anus began to stretch a whole lot wider. “No way Dewey. You’re too big.”

“You my slave or what?”

Wendy whimpered. “I’m your slave,” she relented.

“Ask me to fuck your ass, slave.”

“Please f—AAAH—ck my AAAHSS, MASTER,” she cried through gritted teeth as her tight rosebud opened so wide, she knew it was about to rip apart. Just as she was about to crawl away from him, the end of his cock slipped inside. “Ohmygod, it hurts! Too big! TOO BIG!”

“Relax and unclench your ass cheeks. We’ll let you get used to it before going any further.” Even Stacy who loved it up the ass had been nervous taking him up her backside.

Wendy whimpered, panting with exertion of just having the head present in her anus. Tears ran down her cheeks. The bad pain faded faster than she would have thought turning to a dull ache. “Better now,” she hissed through clenched teeth. She whimpered again when he started working the head in and out, pushing it deeper and deeper. “Aaah!” she moaned at first thinking it was from pain, but it had felt pretty good. “Ah! Ah! Yes,” she whispered.

“Not so bad once you get used to it,” he said, grabbing her hips.

“No. AH! Kind-AH nice,” she moaned, pushing back on her arms so that her ass pushed into his thrusts. “Fuck me,” she muttered, feeling dirty for saying it, but then she felt dirty being sodomized by a black man and liking it. “Fuck my ass, Master!” Wendy rocked her body, fucking Dewey back, his cock speeding up like a pile driver. She wanted to touch her pussy. She needed to touch her pussy to get off again, but she needed her arms for leverage. “Fuck my ass with your big black cock,” she moaned, falling forwards onto her arms, head down on the ground, ass up for him to fuck.

Wendy moaned loving the feeling of his thick black cock gliding smoothly in and out of her ass. She turned so that her arm could slide beneath her, through her squashed tits, over her belly. Her fingers found their way to her pussy, moving rapidly even as Dewey’s thrusts turned erratic. He
thrust forwards, burying maybe eight inches in her bowels. His cock began bucking inside her ass, pumping his sperm deep inside her just as she came again.

Dewey grunted as he pulled his cock out. It shot several wads over her back, before collapsing on her ass, deflated, and spent. He groaned from the exertion and shakily crawled over to collapse on the sleeping bag.

Wendy didn’t have much strength left in her, but what felt like a gallon of sperm was about ready to pour out of her innards. She grabbed a blanket and crawled out of the tent flap. She stood once she was in the open, adjusting the blanket. Freezing when she saw Carol sitting in a chair.

Carol was surrounded by the mist, but Wendy could see she was pale and shaky. Her hand shook as she lifted a beer up to her mouth and sipped. Wendy’s only real friend stared at her with a look of disgust and horror written on her face, but her body showed signs of arousal. She was in a short tee shirt that exposed most of her belly, the cloth soaked by the mist. It clung to her body, highlighting her breasts and her erect nipples. Her sexy lace panty was darker and wetter between her legs. Carol closed her knees quickly. “Gotta pee,” said Wendy. Carol just nodded, her eyes glancing down at the white stream pouring down to pool between Wendy’s legs.

Wendy opened a bag containing some toilet paper, grabbed a roll and took off into the bushes. She did have to pee, but she really needed to clean her bowels out. She squatted letting his sperm flood out while letting the toilet paper dampen so she could wipe his dried sperm off her face and torso. The flood of semen turned to a trickle and soon into drops. Wendy stood, wrapped the blanket around her and headed back to the campsite. Carol was still sitting there.

“But he’s a nigger?” whispered Carol.

“I don’t care,” Wendy retorted. “I’m having a great time. The best night of my life in fact. It’s…special.”

“But he’s a nigger?” Carol whispered again as if that explained everything.

Wendy just stooped down and crawled back into her tent. 

Dewey was laying on his back on her sleeping bag. He looked on appreciatively as she dropped the towel revealing her magnificent Amazonian body. “Get it all out?” he asked.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get it all out,” she retorted. She kneeled and crawled next to him. He wrapped his arm around her. They laid down together and soon his lips found hers. She ran her hand over his arm, feeling the bulging muscles before sliding it over his chest and down the hard abdominals of his stomach. She went down a little further and felt his limp shaft. Her tongue danced with his, kissing each other lustfully as she squeezed his plump cock. It expanded in her hand, swelling and hardening again. In no time at all, she was holding his fully hard black cock in her hand. She stroked it, breaking the kiss. “Did you bring a condom?” she asked. 

Dewey raised an eyebrow questioningly. “No, why?”
 “I want you to be the one,” she whispered. Tonight, was special and it was about to get even more special. “I don’t want to be a virgin any longer. I want you to be my first. Just don’t cum in me.”

Dewey leaned over and kissed her passionately. She guided his hard cock down as he climbed on top of her.

**********

Jenny grunted as Max slowly pushed his cock inside her. “I can’t believe I’m fucking Coach Summers,” he muttered, pulling back on her hips though it wasn’t necessary as she pushed her ass back into his cock. “I knew it would happen sometime, but not this soon.”

“What do you mean by that?” she asked, her voice muffled by her arms.

“Oh, we all gonna fuck you, Mrs. Summers.”

“Oh no you are not, young man,” she stated indignantly. In her mind’s eye, she pictured being in the same position she was now, on all fours, on the field while Coach Black blew his whistle and black player after black player ran up, their upper torsos in gear, their lower torsos naked, and fucked her with giant black cock after giant black cock. She shuddered and came all over Max’s cock as he buried it. “This was an accident. I thought Coach Black was in here.”

“Come on sexy momma, you can’t so no to some black dick. You know it and we know it.” He started fucking her hard. 

“Not true,” she hissed between clenched teeth. “I’m only fooling around with the Coach… OH GOD! FUCK ME MAX!”

“It didn’t take long for Samson to get his cock in ya.” He gave her a playful spank on the ass before pressing his thumb against her anus. Jenny whimpered as he pushed his thumb in.

“The pool party got out of hand,” she moaned, regretting what had happened with her daughter’s boyfriend though she’d loved his cock. She felt guilty, but a part of her hoped her actions might break Kitty and Samson up. She’d even fuck him again if she thought he’d dump her daughter for it. 

“Most fun I ever had,” said Max.

Me too, she thought. “Just shut up and fuck me, but don’t cum in me again. I’m not on birth control.”

Max grinned picturing Jenny Summers giving birth to a little dreadlocked baby and the thought made his balls ache. “You let Samson cum in ya.”

“Like I said, the party got out of hand and Coach Black had a vasectomy.”

Max snorted at that. No nigga was gonna let a scalpel anywhere near his balls. “I’m gonna cum in ya, but I’ll seed you like Stubby seeded you. He pulled his cock out and raised the head up to her sphincter. He was a little surprised to see it open up rather easily for him.

“Yes Max, do it. Fuck my ass,” she moaned pushing back and helping his cock head push into her anus.

Max worked his cock deep, fucking her tight ass with a steady rhythm. She couldn’t take it all, but he got enough in that his swinging nut sack started smacking her pussy with each thrust. Jenny forced back an orgasmic scream as she trembled beneath him. Her cum was soon dripping off his nut sack. He’d never gotten a black ho off from anal sex alone unless they were playing with themselves while he did it. Jenny Summers was something special. 

All too soon, he felt the cum welling up in his balls. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back while his cock tried to buck inside the tight confines while it pumped his sperm deep into her bowels.

“SUSAN! YOU FUCKING WHORE!”

Jenny and Max both jumped looking over at the form of Patty bent over inside the tent flap. She was staring aghast at the sight of her Coach, mentor, and practically her second mother down on all fours getting sodomized by her boyfriend. “Sorry Coach,” she said, “I thought you were Susan.” She nodded her head towards Jenny’s dangling GG tits. Other than Patty, Susan was the closest to having tits her size.

“Uh, it’s okay,” said Jenny, slowly. Max withdrew his spent cock from her ass.

Patty turned her attention to Jenny’s ass just as a fountain of white sperm shot out of her anus. Her face went from surprised to heartbroken to angry within seconds as it hit her that her boyfriend had just cheated on her with her favorite teacher. “What the fuck Coach?” she hissed, her face scrunched up with hate. “Your daughter’s boyfriend wasn’t enough for you? You trying to fuck all our boyfriends?”

Patty was panting heavily. Despite her anger, she looked wantonly hot. The mist had soaked her skin and made her uniform cling to her voluptuous body. Her nipples were hard and poking out beneath her top. The flush of her cheeks was visible under the green glow from the glowstick.

Without warning, she lunged for Jenny just as Jenny sat up. “Patty wait!”

“How dare you?” she squealed. Patty’s hand shot out, slapping Jenny on her cheek. 

It didn’t hurt much, but Jenny was so shocked she just froze. Patty looked frustrated like she didn’t know what to do to hurt her betrayer. Her body shook, the hand that slapped Jenny shooting out to pinch and twist her nipple. That did hurt Jenny. Patty lunged, her hands reaching
out for Jenny’s throat.

Jenny turned, stopping Patty’s forward motion with her shoulder. She didn’t know what to do and just reached out over Patty’s back. She grabbed the hem of her top and yanked the uniform forwards over Patty’s head, blinding her and tangling her arms up. “Max, do something?” she pleaded.

Max was grinning like he was enjoying this. “Sure thing.” He reached over like he was going to grab Patty and pull her off. Instead, her grabbed the back of her bra and unhooked it.

Patty’s bras always strained to contain her mammoth bosom, the bra sprang off her breasts just as they pushed forwards into Jenny’s face and she found a nipple sticking right in her mouth. Jenny tried not to suffocate as Patty struggled with the clothes constraining her. The angry redhead threw the top off, looming over Jenny who fell back helpless afraid those giant freckled white tits would smother her. Just as her head was about to be engulfed by Patty’s soft breasts again, the redhead froze, a surprised look on her face.

Jenny watched the anger disappear, a slow contented smile spreading across her face like an addict getting her fix. Patty’s head raised up which pushed one of her nipples back into Jenny’s mouth. The nipple pushing deep as Jenny’s face mashed into the breast, then out, then in again as Patty moved forwards and back over Jenny’s body. 

Jenny moved her head around. She looked up. Patty’s red hair was stretched out, pulling her head back. The ends wrapped in Max’s dark black hands like reins as he rode her into submission. He winked down at Jenny. He’d calmed the fiery redhead by pushing his big black cock into her. “Unh! Unh! UNH!,” grunted Patty each time Max buried his cock.

Jenny shifted her body, but she was trapped under the buxom redhead whose breasts kept smashing into Jenny’s face. Jenny grabbed Patty’s breasts to hold them away from her, Patty’s areola squeezed out between Jenny’s fingers each time the girl was pushed forwards. The nippled ends engorged and puffy, a light pink erect little nub that ran down to the teen’s distended areola. Her breasts were soft and cushiony. They felt nice in Jenny’s hands. Without thinking, Jenny Summers raised her head and flickered her tongue over one of Patty’s nipples before sucking it between her lips.

Patty gasped loudly. She froze and trembled as an orgasm shook her body. Fluids dripped down soaking Jenny’s blonde pubes. When Patty quit trembling, Max resumed thrusting his cock into her, forcing her forwards again. “They’re so good, Coach,” groaned Patty, looking down at her. Max had released her hair. 

“I know Patty,” said Jenny, moving her mouth over to Patty’s other nipple. Jenny moaned as she sucked it, her hips started raising, wishing Patty had a cock to push in her. Patty whimpered and came again, a virtual waterfall of her juices splattering on Jenny’s crotch. The redhead’s whimpers turned to a moan of disappointment. Jenny realized why a second later, when Max’s cock head speared its way into her pussy. 

Jenny lifted her crotch as much as she could up into Max’s thrusting cock, but she couldn’t get it all with Patty above her and the redhead’s fleshy ass was in Max’s way. Still, it was more inches, thickness, and hardness than Harold could give her and she came after a few thrusts.

“Put it back, Max,” begged Patty.

“Sure, thing babe, but maybe you should give Mrs. Summers a little kiss first.”

Patty looked down at her teacher, only hesitating a moment. Her face came down kissing Jenny on the lips. Jenny was the first to push her tongue into Patty’s mouth. There was another moment’s hesitation, a tentative probe from Patty’s tongue, and then both women were moaning as their tongues dueled. 

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” grunted Max. He pulled his cock out of Jenny and pushed it back into Patty going balls deep. He started fucking her with the full length of his cock. Patty cried out, breaking the kiss and pushing herself up as her pussy exploded all over Max’s cock. He grabbed her hips and pulled back on them moving her down a little. When Patty lowered herself back down, she was resting her head on Jenny’s bosom. Jenny leaned up and kissed her head affectionately, stroking her red locks while Patty grunted and moaned from Max’s hard thrusting. 

Patty found herself staring at her teacher’s rather elongated nipple sticking up before her eyes. She raised her hand and squeezed the voluptuous breasts, fingers sliding up to pinch and rub the nipple. Jenny whined a little, liking the attention. Patty slid her hand over to the side of the breast and pulled it towards her face even as she lifted her head and sucked the nipple between her lips. 

Patty raised herself up and started sucking Jenny’s tit a little more aggressively as she got into it. The hand stroking her head began holding her down tightly, keeping her lips on the nipple, but Max’s thrusts were picking up steam forcing Patty forwards. The wet nipple sprang free from Jenny’s mouth. Patty’s face scrunched up as a large orgasm approached, her body anticipating what was coming next.

“Here it cums,” grunted Max.

Jenny placed both hands on Patty’s cheeks and forced her to look down into Jenny’s eyes. “Tell me you’re on the pill.”

“Nooooo,” moaned the redhead.

“Make him pull out then.”

“I can’t,” she cried. “Feels too good when he cums inside me.”

“Patty, listen. You have your whole life in front of you. Make him pull out. Let me take his load for you.”

“Too late,” growled Max, slamming his cock forwards.

Jenny watched as the addicted expression crossed Patty’s face again. She didn’t blame the redhead. She knew exactly what Patty was experiencing right now. “Nooo,” moaned Patty as she quit bracing herself. Jenny felt Max’s seed splattering along her labia just before his cock pushed back inside her and it was still spurting. The angle was better now allowing his cock to push deeper so that his fertile seed sprayed all over her cervix. Her own orgasm followed, her contractions lifting his seed up into her uterus increasing her own pregnancy risk. 

Max could very well have just impregnated both women.

Max groaned loudly and pulled out, nearly falling over. Jenny stared up at Patty. Both women were still panting from their recent orgasms. Kitty was the greatest thing that ever happened to her, but eighteen had been too young to start a family plus Kitty was white. If Patty gave birth to a black baby, she’d be humiliated and ostracized in Coxville County. Plus, Max was a poor black man from Niggertown with little to no prospects. He wouldn’t marry her or provide for the child. Jenny moved her hands down to Patty’s thighs and started lifting her up.

“What are you doing?” asked Patty, her eyes still closed.

“Just do it,” said Jenny. 

Sperm dribbled out of Patty’s pussy leaving a trail from Jenny’s blonde pubic mound, over her bellybutton, stomach, and sternum until Patty was kneeling above Jenny’s face. Jenny pulled her down, her open mouth catching the dripping sperm until Patty’s pussy was planted firmly over Jenny’s mouth. “Try to push it out,” she called before sticking her tongue out. Jenny wiggled her tongue along the slit and then inside thankful she’d learned how to do this with Shondra last night. 

Jenny stared at up Patty’s body, her red wisps of pubic hair out of focus, but Patty’s belly and erect nipples clear in the green glow. Very quickly Patty’s belly began undulating and she started pushing her pussy down into Jenny’s tongue. Jenny’s mouth filled with a steady trickle of Max’s hot sperm. She gulped each time it filled constantly working her tongue for more. “YYEESS!!” cried Patty, pushing her pussy down hard into Jenny’s tongue. The orgasm released more of Max’s sperm from her womb, filling Jenny’s mouth several more times. With a groan of exhaustion, Patty fell sideways off her.

Jenny wiped her mouth with the back of her palm and sat. She could only hope that she’d saved the young woman from making a mistake and hope that Max or Anthony hadn’t impregnated the foolish girl yesterday at her pool. She could also vaguely recall seeing Patty sucking Samson’s cock at the pool. For some reason she felt a little jealous, but it also reminded her that her own precious daughter was taking a lot of black sperm into her own unprotected womb. 

“I ain’t seen nothin as hot as that before.”

Jenny looked over a Max. He was laying on the sleeping mat, stroking his fully hard cock staring
over at her wide eyed. Patty had stirred and was crawling over to him. She kissed the head of his cock respectfully and straddled the young man while Jenny crawled out of the tent nude. She stood and dressed as Patty began riding Max’s big cock knowing that Patty was going to let him cum inside her again. There was nothing Jenny could do for her. 

Jenny strolled off through the mist, hoping Coach Black wasn’t too mad at her.