Wendy and Dewey

Didn't think I'd get this done, but my wife is taking classes Monday nights for about four weeks. That's give me an unexpected 2 hours are so writing time each Monday night. I added a line to the previous Wendy chapter where Dewey jokes about her having to be his slave for saving her life. She took it seriously.

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

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 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 but 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 bill of sales for the slaves in the family bible.”

“So? 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 a 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 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, than 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 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 four 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 he’d 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 wants 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. He liked this game, but wasn’t sure how far she’d go.

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… no “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.

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 pulled 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 her 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, 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. 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 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 for life 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.”

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

“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.” 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. Her 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 pool forming 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,” she retorted. “I’m having a great time. The best night of my life in fact. It’s…special.”

“But he’s a nigger,” she whispered back 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 as swelled and hardened 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.

This week

1) Kaos posted her 4/4 update. Dr Bitch has decided to stay in her bikini to tease Horse and Dunnell. Kate is now sucking Mr. Brown's huge cock.

2) I did get some work done on the Wendy/Dewey scene from Curse 3.

3) I'd had a request to post the revised Coxville stories on literotica. I've tried, but it can be a huge pain in the neck. They rejected it because of the link to Johnpersons. So I removed it. They rejected it for not having the individual speakers separated which it does and it's written the same way the original and all my stories are that are already posted there. Also tried posting it on eroticstories, but it was flagged for using the word "drug" four times. The old Curse 2 was rejected for underage sex references which isn't in there at all. Ridiculous and frustrating.

The Coxville Curse 3 (Black and Susan encounter)

“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 brownish-blonde 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, 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. “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 integrating with black boys, but what I’d really like to do is try integrating with a man.”

“You sure? Probably shouldn’t “study” 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. 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 all around his shaft as she came all around 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 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. She’s right, my cock is damn near perfect, he thought to himself. 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 her 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 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 nig-black people… my parents… this county…” Susan shrugged. She couldn’t look him in the eye. She stared down at his deflated, but still plumb cock.

“You don’t need to explain. Racism is ingrained deeply in this county.”

“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.” She sucked her lower lip into her mouth lustfully while staring at him. “And 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 really prefer fucking men over boys.”

A low growl formed in Black’s throat and he started to reach out for the lustful 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 and nodded before hurrying away. He hoped Jenny wouldn’t be too mad at him.

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