Married Teacher Must Go Black Part 3
After having sex with one of her students for the second time, a black teen named Levon, Paige convinces herself she's doing it only out of racial outreach. But her meek husband begins to show intolerance and protests. However, Paige won't stop the progress she believes made with Levon and the black race. Becoming a trusted member of the school faculty to fight white racism, she's introduced to the ideas of black supremacy.
FINISHING UP IN ROOM 2
Levon and Paige were getting dressed after finishing their second affair in as many nights. Levon looked at Paige's ass in her pink, hot pants proud of himself for “hitting that”. He openly shared his discontent for white people and took it out on his teacher, both sexually and racially. When Paige pulled down her tube top, Levon couldn't help to notice the wedding band on her left hand. He felt he really did “fuck up” Paige's life and was getting pussy out of it. But Levon still thought of her as a “teacher” as ineffective as she was. After all, she was too good at sucking cock.
“Teach, do you think this is right? We meeting like this after school? I mean, you are trying to learn me something.” asked Levon. Paige froze and stared at her student and put one hand on his chest and another on the manly bulge through his pants. “There is nothing important to me than giving THIS what it needs!” said Paige as she clutched Levon's manhood, “Fuck the school! Fuck our moral values! As a young, black man you need sexual relief. As a white woman, you should expect from me to be … obedient!” she finished.
Levon liked what he heard of his teacher. She was beginning to sound like many, but not all, of the pretty young, white girls at the school offering their bodies to him. He couldn't help but to reach out and grab a breast through her top. Meanwhile, his bulge was beginning to twitch. Paige felt that, of course, and said “I see I'll have to drop to my knees and suck your cock. Do you need your cock suck, Levon? I think so!” said she before dropping to her knees and began reaching in, pushing down Levon's pants, and pulling out his cock. She lowered her head and began hungry sucking motions with her lips and mouth. Levon put his hand on her head and cocked his head back and moaned. He couldn't resist and started bucking his hips face-fucking his teacher. She gagged and grunted while looking Levon who was too occupied looking at the ceiling.
“Slut! Fucking slut!” he called her.
“That's right, I'm a slut! Use me! Fucking use me!” she demanded. Levon stood and let Paige kneel at his feet while he bucked his hips until he dropped several loads of sticky cum into her mouth. Every drop, she swallowed!
SHOWING INTOLERANCE
Returning to her studio apartment in the quiet, bland Meadow District, Paige stepped inside dressed her whore outfit. In her high heels, she made her presence known with the high pitched “clip-clop” sounds as the stilettos hit the tile bronzed-tan tile. Joshua leaped to his feet from the couch and headed to the door to his wife.
“Paige? I've been calling and texting all ...” then Joshua came to a halt. Stunned at her hot, provocative and slutty wear, Joshua was suspicious at the “just-got-fucked” glow she had on her face. “No … not the student again?” he cried.
Nearing hyperventilation, Joshua took refuge in the nearest Swedish-designed chair in the kitchen. “Relax, Joshua!” said Paige, “This was something I needed to do tonight.”
“No, you couldn't, you didn't! You're my wife!” Joshua rambled.
"Yes, I did it! I mother-fucking did it!" said Paige with a big, proud smile. The 26-year old with bright auburn hair couldn't have been more proud with the racial harmony she accomplished again with the black man. Joshua didn't know what to say and didn't have the courage to look into his wife's cheating eyes. "How could you ... again?" he stumbled asking.
"When I made a racial connection with Levon yesterday, I had to show my trust in him. Especially, when I needed sex.” explained Paige.
“You? You needed ...” asked the stunned and speechless husband.
“I'm not ashamed to admit that after yesterday, I needed a 'black dick'.” shameless replied Paige. “Levon was such a good lover, I wanted to build on the progress we made. So, we hooked up.”
Joshua gasped in disbelief showing no sympathy or understanding the sacrifice and racial healing his wife had done, “You don't look or sound like my wife! Why are you dressed like a slut?” he demanded.
“Joshua … dear!” Paige sternly responded, “I had to dress appropriate for Levon. You don't realize how demanding a black man can be if you want him to fuck you.” Joshua stared out into space wondering where his traditional, white marriage went.
“You should have seen us!” suggested Paige, “I felt comfortable expressing my sexuality for him. And he shared to me how much he … he hates … us white people! Oh, Joshua! That young man was so frustrated! Racially and sexually. He was so passionate hating our race and I was there for him.” she praised. Her husband could only muster a reply of “I see.” as he looked down ashamed.
“Sex. Sex between the races works.” Paige said before she shook her right hand with her thumb, pinky, and forefinger out and finished with “It mother-fucking works!”
Joshua looked down and shook his head, “I can't believe what I'm hearing. We came to Black Pine to help minorities, not sleep with them!” he complained.
The smile on Paige's face disappeared, “Levon is an alpha-male. With his sex drive and single mindedness on getting white pussy he was eventually going to get between my legs. He fucked me, Joshua! My body, my mind! I see things differently now. I'm forever grateful to him and his race!”
Showing no positive, understanding reaction, Paige told her husband, “If you don't see the beauty in a black man fucking a white woman, I suggest you sleep on the couch tonight!”
THURSDAY MORNING FROM THE COUCH
Though the night, Paige tossed and turned while rubbing her pussy. She was frustrated with her husband and becoming seriously sexually frustrated. From the poor night's sleep, she expected to feel worn and fatigued. However, her body was pumped full of adrenaline and she felt jolts of energy. Then she heard her phone “ping”. Reading the text message, she covered her mouth in the sudden seriousness of the message.
Meanwhile, Joshua laid on the couch covered by a single blanket. He had managed to pout himself to sleep at night. His muscles, not very athletic to begin with, ached from the night cramped on the cushions. He felt a strong push against his shoulder and he popped open his eyes to see his wife topless and wearing denim shorts. “Hey, wake up!” she called out to him.
“Paige? What, what?” Joshua said in a stupor trying to wake up hoping things were coming back to normal.
“I'm wondering.” said his wife, “Are you racist?” she asked.
“No! No, I'm not. We're not.” he said defending himself.
“Well, I have this problem.” explained Paige, “I have this student I feel I'm making great progress with. In return, he's trusting me to repair the injustice between our two races. My problem is, this student texted me this morning asking if I would give him something he needs. While I think I should, my husband is insecure and may want me to reject my student. What do you think, Joshua? Should I not give Levon what he needs this morning?”
Joshua looked down, “What does he need?” he mumbled.
Paige put her nose close to Joshua's and said in a very playful way, “Puss-sie! He needs pussy this morning.”
Joshua exhaled and started shaking his head and began to babble, “No.” Paige was very disappointed and leaned away, “You … you are a selfish racist!” she accused him. But Joshua looked up with swollen eyes, “No, I mean! He shouldn't go without what he needs.” he corrected himself. Paige looked relieved and said, “Good. He's across the street and I'll tell him to come inside.”
“What?” Joshua wondered, just realizing the horny, black teen had been waiting near the house to come fuck his wife. “He's right outside, dear. Levon and me will have to go to school soon and don't have much time. You can go into the bedroom and wait until we're done. I'm going to get him off and he's gone.” Paige told Joshua before shooing him away. Joshua had barely closed the bedroom door behind him when he heard the front door creak open.
Still topless, Paige let her student in while shielding her body from the outside. With the door closed behind them, she revealed her beautiful body and the couple kissed. Joshua leaned his back against the door in a defensive way to keep the world out. He could hear Paige giggle and moans during the couple's kiss.
“We don't have much time.” said Paige and Joshua could hear the rustling of clothes before the repeated, slit-slippery murmurs of “Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm”. Joshua could only imagine Paige was giving her student a blow job.
“Suck my black cock, slut!” said Levon and his voice was like a mighty punch into Joshua's soft gut. Joshua heard a loud spit and a masculine growl. In the living room, Paige had her right hand gripped around Levon's shaft and bobbed her head eagerly enjoying the power and the taste of Levon's manhood. With her left hand, she was grabbing her left breast liking the feeling of her wedding band scraping against her nipple. The bedroom cracked open, only an inch. Even Joshua could not resist his curiosity of powerful, interracial sex. His beautiful wife, looked like a porn star. Her head was bobbing in a slow, steady rhythm. Her eyes fixated on Levon's pleasure. Levon was taller and more muscular than Joshua had imagined. His white, male ego expected a less attractive clumsy brute. Even Joshua had admit to himself, Levon was an attractive stud, a bull, who scored his wife.
Paige began stroking Levon's cock and licked his large balls. Joshua caught that and felt a deep, bruising jealousy. Levon's balls were huge and full of semen. Women, like his wife, would gladly worship and perform the most dirty sex acts they would not for any smaller, white man. Joshua couldn't believe Levon's confidence, his arrogance, standing there receiving Paige's services. Paige was his slut and whore. Her mouth was full of Levon's black, bulging manhood. “Damn you, Paige!” Joshua cursed her with the voice in his head. Paige pulled her mouth off and with a hand on his hip, had him spin around and bend over the couch.
“We have to hurry up! I need to get off!” complained Levon. As Paige put her nose into Levon's ass, she replied, “I don't care! I need to lick ass!” With a hand stroking his cock, Paige lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. “Oh, fuck!” reacted Levon who clearly enjoyed the sensation. His freshly showered asshole was giving so much pleasure to the married, white girl. He felt he needed to give this to her. Joshua could hear the repeated pattern of Paige's tongue licking and lips smacking.
“Take your time, Paige. Lick that ass, white girl!” he told her. Paige kept to her duty. She never felt more liberated and free. Stroking Levon's cock, Paige was proud of the pleasure she was giving and atoning for centuries of racial evils. Meanwhile, Joshua quietly closed the door and dropped to the floor. He spread his legs when his ass hit the carpet. It was then he noticed the erection between his legs.
After palming Levon's testicles, Paige stood and whispered into Levon's ear, “Fuck me. I need this too.” She took his place leaning over the couch, arched her back, and stuck out her ass. After a firm “smack” across her bottom, Levon ripped Paige's g-string off. The ripping sound followed by a feminine, erotic gasp forced Joshua to creep over the door again. He felt the scissored zipper bite the tip of his penis poking out from his pants. Joshua saw his wife wince as Levon penetrated her. After a forceful thrust, he couldn't bare to look anymore. But he was also unable to resist. Paige threw her head back and smiled. His wife fucking smiled! Smack, smuck, smack … their flesh mashed each time Levon pushed forward. Joshua noticed how Paige's firm breasts danced underneath. She grabbed a handful of her own breast and said to Levon, “Black cock! Feels so fucking good!” Joshua closed the door with his penis stretched further from his pants. Soothing the tip with his palm, he began stroking it to the moans of lovers in the next room.
Levon only wanted to get off. He was frustrated, sexually and emotionally, needing to take it out on a “white girl” and his teacher made perfect use. “Fucking want this! I fucking need this!” he yelled out. His voice carried into Joshua's bedroom. The husband's little, white prickly member enjoyed what it heard. Drips of clear liquid excreted from the tip and ran down its little base.
Joshua imagined Levon leaning forward and biting Paige's neck while squeezing her other, free breast. That was something he wished he could do. That was something, deep down, he expected an alpha-male would do to his woman. Yes, Paige was “Levon's woman” this morning. Had there been any doubt, it would be removed when Paige called out, “Fuck my pussy! Fuck it! Aaaaaghhh!” But Levon did not pay hear as his head, mind, and body was enraged with lust and racial hatred. Levon growled again, “Hate you fucking white people!” Paige just nodded in obedience and sympathy. Plop-plop-plop-plop … the strong, powerful, athlete kept a frantic pace pushing his manhood deep inside. “Oh, Levon! Oh, baby!” cried Paige in another orgasm.
After the quiet hours overnight, Levon's fiery balls, packed full of semen, found the energy to release. He wrapped his arms around Paige's waist and using his weight made her drop on her belly on the couch. Levon lifted and dropped his ass again and again until he felt his cock explode sticky cum inside of his teacher. He kept a slow pace making sure every drop was dumped inside her. Both lovers panted. Knowing he had to leave for school, Levon lifted himself up to his feet. Paige spun around took Levon's half-erect cock into her hand.
“Did I help?” she asked while gently stroking his dick.
Levon nodded, “I needed pussy real bad.” he confessed, “After what my ****** has been through, I just hate you white people.”
He didn't explain to Paige what he and his ****** had been through. It didn't matter. Paige looked up at her student, “I understand. You can take out your hate on me anytime you need.” she said and put his cock into her mouth. “I'm here to help. I'm here to serve.” she added. With his pants near his ankles, Joshua stayed put by his bedroom door. He had shot and spent his futile semen all over his left thigh.
After getting what he needed, Levon hurried out and headed to the high school. He had a morning meeting with Coach Tuggs and he didn't dare raise his ire. Paige scrambled to the shower to wash the sexual victory from her body, quickly retouched her makeup, and brushed her teeth. She picked out a pair of tight jeans and a blouse that showed a bit of her cleavage. Paige felt alive and stepped out of the bathroom where her humbled, embarrassed husband sat in the kitchen chair.
“Oh, Joshua?” Paige said surprised, reminded of her life-partner existing. She went to him, bent over and pecked him on the lips. “Did you get a chance to see the progress I made with Levon?” Paige sincerely expected his approval. But Joshua lied and shook his head. He looked down looking depressed and dour. “That's too bad.” replied Paige, “He's becoming really comfortable with me. I feel I'm breaking through his racial suspicions.” Paige then kissed her husband on the cheek and pranced away.
IN A HURRY
Paige hurried to Black Pine High School. She was 5 minutes late and hoped no one would notice. For the first time in the week, she felt dedicated and focused to teaching and not black cock. A new, energized teacher was within her after the morning event with Levon. She saw the world a brighter and more hopeful. Having parked her car, Paige dashed across the lot, through a back entrance, past the library and down one of the long hallways. She could hear her normally ruckus class as she approached the doorway.
Then came a loud, unfamiliar voice.
“Okay, class. Quiet down and we will begin.” the voice said.
As Paige turned the corner, she saw an older, woman leading the class. Wearing a dress suited for a table at your nearest diner, the woman appeared malnourished with short, gray hair. Sporting bow-tie glasses she looked formidable, and equally underwhelming, down to her modest, black shoes. She carried a clip board with notes written in precise cursive.
“Um, who are you?” asked Paige looking stunned. The entire class came to a dramatic pause caught up in the awkwardness. The stand-in teacher pushed up her glasses, “I'm teaching the class today. I'm supposed to send you to Miss Violet for a very important discussion.” she said. Paige simply said, “Oh-kay.” Feeling small and red-faced, she spun and headed out the room while her students wondered if that would be the last seen from their Advanced Academics teacher.
Paige took the long, slow walk through the quiet and desolate hall underneath the fluorescent lamps humming above. She exited the double doors at the far end of the cafeteria and marched across the campus to a row of trailers where the Director of Race Relations held her desk. Trembling from fear, Paige took a deep breath and walked the wooden ramp to the door. She planned to knock exactly three times. But Miss Violet called out to her after the first.
“Come in, Paige.” said Violet.
Violet didn't greet Paige when the teacher stepped inside. Instead, Miss Violet furiously scribbled notes in front of her. “Sit down, Paige.” Violet added, in a very stern tone. Paige sat in front of Violet and sweating. Violet gave Paige little attention as she was continuing scribbling and crossing words out. The awkward was breaking Paige. She had thoughts about getting evicted from her studio and forced out of the paradise known as Black Pine.
“Miss Violet, about the substitute … I'm sorry I was late today ...” said Paige beginning to beg forgiveness. Violet took a deep breath and put down her pen. She took off her glasses and asked Paige point blank, “Are you having sex with Levon?”
Paige was stunned with direct question. She looked down in embarrassment and rubbed her knees together. Paige kept quiet hoping the question would go away unanswered. “Paige, as Director of Race Relations, I need to know when a white faculty member is fucking one of my black students.”
Paige acknowledged and nodded.
“Are you meeting at his place? Your place? At a motel?” interrogated Violet. Paige replied, “At a motel … and my place once.” The teacher looked up and said, “I thought, I thought you were encouraging me to earn his trust?”
“So, you fully admit Levon is fucking you? Everyday?” pressed Violet. Paige brushed her hair back and again nodded. Miss Violet placed her left hand over her right on her desk and nodded once showing a hint of understanding, “Is this becoming serious? Have you two discussed having a black baby? Or is just sexual right now?”
Paige was first speechless for an answer. But she told Violet “Um, it's just sexual. I was wanting to make a connection with him.” Violet replied with another question in a soothing voice, “And you feel you're making progress? “ the director asked.
“Yes.” said Paige, “I feel I have.”
“And he's been a model student since? Worthy of straight A's?” asked Violet. Paige felt a little embarrassed, knowing full well Levon hadn't improved as a student. But he was a great man in bed. “I suppose so.” answered the teacher before clearing her throat. “Yes, he does certainly deserves nothing but A's.”
Violet nodded again but not yet openly showing she approved. “Now that you've found common ground with your student, you're not thinking about cutting him off from his natural and rightful need for sex?” Violet wondered. Paige's eyes opened and she answered defensively, “I wouldn't do something so cruel. I'm always there for Levon.”
Miss Violet hinted a smile, “Your legs will always be open for him?” she asked coyly. Paige just turned away with a big smile and nodded. Violet stood and walked around her desk showing off her power wardrobe. She wore a navy blue blazer and matching dress with a white blouse. Her 4-inch $300 pair of heels made her exciting, fitting for a woman in her position. She gestured Paige to join her on the couch and they had a woman to woman talk.
“First, I'm very proud of you for deciding to lay down with Levon. You did the right thing resisting white morality.” praised Violet. Paige admitted, “It was very rewarding.” Violet nodded and held Paige's hand, “Making a connection with a black man, with the black race is very special, isn't it?” Violet asked.
The women joined hands and Paige felt open, relieved, and free and said, “I never thought that being a 'slut' for a black man would make me feel so alive and feminine! I'm falling in love with the black race. I can't believe I was monogamous all this time. I should have started fucking black guys long ago.”
“It's okay. What's important is you're making the right decisions now.” said Violet, comforting Paige. “One of the reasons I asked you to spend the morning with me is to discuss how you'll balance work and your sex life.”
“My sex life?” asked Paige.
Violet explained, “Levon won't be the only black man you'll have sex with. I'm sure you're wanting to get laid day and night.” Paige sat silent and blushed. Violet continued, “But when the black men in school learn about you, you'll sure to be asked for sex to overcome similar challenges you experienced with Levon.”
“Everyone will learn … about … me?” Paige responded with worry but reluctantly understood. She was curious how she could teach with a reputation of being a cock-slut at school.
“I need to know you're willing to have sex with the black men in school while having a personal sex life at home. I'm sure you'll be very busy.” confidently said Violet. Paige was a little taken back at Miss Violet's look into her future.
“Sev-er-al?” asked Paige in a bewildered if not surreal tone.
“Yes, Paige. I thought you would have understood black men and yourself better by now?” Violet told her. “I want you to be a core member of our faculty. If you win the trust of our black males, you deserve tenure.” Violet offered.
Paige, who had lived a life of economic uncertainty, saw an opportunity to make a bright future. “Are you saying, my job is guaranteed here if I just ...”
Violet finished, “Submit to the black race and get repeatedly fucked by black men. I want this school to be led by people who promote black power and black culture. I need you to devote your life to black supremacy.”
“You want me to be a black supremacist?” Paige wondered. Miss Violet was most serious and answered, “It's the only way to end white oppression. Or do you still find love for our race?” Violet asked.
Paige quickly answered, “No, I don't love … I'm beginning to hate the white race. I'm in!”
Violet smiled and both women nodded in satisfaction. Paige was elated that letting a student fuck her led to security and empowerment. In her heart, she knew this was absolutely the right thing to do and agreed to the favorable terms. “Will you tear up that report about me being uncomfortable with the black students?” the teacher wondered. “I would, Paige … but … there's your statement how sex with black men was affecting your marriage. Negatively, I remember.” said Violet to Paige's disappointment.
Paige was annoyed being reminded about Joshua. “What do you want me to do?” she asked Violet who answered, “Discuss cuckolding with him. I need to see that you both embraced a life of black supremacy. If I were to know he would … let's see … lick your pussy after a black man cums inside you ... I would be convinced you have a happy, modern progressive marriage.”
The teacher gasped, “Miss Violet! Oh my! You want my husband to … eat black cum out of my fucking cunt?” Violet smiled, nodded, “It has to happen, white girl.”
“Okay. I'll talk to him about it.” promised Paige.
The women got to their feet and Paige felt relieved. But Violet had one more thing to say. “Well now we'll just walk over to Coach Tuggs' office and tell the coaching staff you're a black cock slut fucking one of his players.”
Paige's stomach dropped and she felt nauseous. “You want me to tell them what?”
“They have every right to know, Paige.” explained Miss Violet, “Coach Tuggs is very interested in the health and well being of his team. He asks each of his players about their sex lives daily. If he feels a player is going without pussy, he really gets on their back about it. You, of all white women, should understand how important it is for a young, black man to have sexual relief?”
Paige again, succumbed to Violet's charisma. “You're a black supremacist now. You owe your ass, mouth, tits, and pussy to Coach Tuggs and all black men. When you confess to him, you should be proud!”
“Okay, Miss Violet.” answered Paige and the two women began their walk across campus.
Feelings of excitement began to overwhelm Paige. She swung her ass side to side as a liberated woman on her way to confess to a black man she's a slut. The two made it to the gymnasium held in another building across campus. The exterior wall was painted with a mural depicting black history and black future. Along with a single Asian and Hispanic, not a single white subject was included. Miss Violet opened the door into the basketball court. She and Paige stepped onto the hardwood floor and walked around the perimeter to make to the coach's office in the far side. There were entrances to the boys and girls locker rooms on oppositie sides but they followed another short hallway that ended to three doors. Violet stepped up to one and knocked on the door three times.
A deep, masculine voice answered, “Come in, Miss Violet.”
The two women stepped inside and were greeted by a muscular, 35 year old black male. He was Coach Tuggs in his tight black pants and polo shirt. In the corner looking bored was Tuggs assistant, Coach Dre. Dre was a younger man of 30 years and leaner. Violet closed and locked the door behind her and quickly jumped between Paige and the Coach Tuggs. “Coach, I like to introduce you to Paige from our Advanced Academics program. She's in her first year at Black Pine.” said Violet.
Coach Tuggs offered out his hand with a bright smile. Paige was instantly attracted to the man and easily found how Levon got his leadership. Tuggs's gentle grip on her white hand made Paige felt safe, secure, and wanted. Paige turned to Dre who returned a polite smile. Violet wouldn't allow an awkward moment and pushed Paige to the leather coach in Tuggs's opulant office. Violet sat next to Paige with their thigh's rubbing. The black men in the room could see Paige's face blush while admiring her sexy looks. “Gentlemen, Paige has something she needs to tell you about one of your players. Right, Paige?”
Tuggs leaned against his desk curious what was to be shared. But he also wanted a better look at Paige's figure and instantly sized her up sexually. Meanwhile, Coach Dre was hoping this impromptu meeting would end so he could continue his talk about a nickel defense.
“Um ... yes. There is something Miss Violet suggested I needed to tell the coaching staff.” stumbled Paige as her hand started trembling. “Relax, Miss Paige. We're all one happy ****** here. Don't feel uncomfortable because we're black men.” said Tuggs.
Paige wanted to correct the coach's assumptions, “No, it's not that. It's something else, something very special.” then the teacher became silent. Miss Violet then rubbed Paige's cheek with her hand, “Go ahead, its alright.”
“I've ... I've been having sex with one of your players.” she said and looked down. Both men stood straight. Their cocks instantly filled with blood and inflating. “Tell them who, Paige.” whispered Violet.
Paige took a deep breath and looked up, “Levon.” she answered.
Coach Dre shook and fist and whispered out, “Good man. Black power.”
Tuggs looked at Dre and nodded, “Yes. Black Power!”
“Paige is married and a now a black supremacist.” added Violet, “Correct, Paige?” Paige remembered what she needed to say and do to receive tenure, nodded and whispered, “Yes, black power.”
Coach Tuggs pushed away from his desk towards Paige. The teacher was too embarrassed to look up while Miss Violet was smiling at him. “You suck his cock too?” Tuggs demanded to know. Paige tried to stay silent but Violet nudged her to answer, “Yes ... yes, I suck his cock. I lick his balls. His ass too.” Paige confessed. Violet combed Paige's hair with her fingers, “Good, good white girl.” she said.
Tuggs took another step towards the couch, “I want to thank you, Paige. Thank you for sharing this with us and taking care of Levon's sexual needs. I'm sure you enjoyed it as much as he did.”
“You're welcome?” said Paige unsure if it was the right thing to say at the time.
“Well, I do want to show my appreciation, Paige. Here is a gift.” said Tuggs as he pushed his pants down and pulled out his stiff cock with his right hand. Taking a final step to Paige who looked up and saw the plump cockhead an inch away from her lips.
“Coach?” said Paige, stunned at the sudden image of a hard cock at her lips. Tuggs put his left hand underneath her chin. “Look at me. Tell me you're 'a black cock slut'.” he wanted.
With open, round eyes, Paige confessed to the muscular coach, “I'm a black cock slut.” She then followed with an open mouth, leaned forward, and put Tuggs' cock into her mouth. With her lips wrapped around the shaft, she started making erotic, sucking sounds. As Violet stood and went to the desk, Tuggs looked at Dre standing in the corner and said to him, “This is for you too.”
After several more bobs, Tuggs tapped Paige on the head to look to her right where Dre had his cock out waiting for attention. With a left hand stroking Tuggs, her right guided Dre's dick into her wet, sloppy mouth and she had her taste of another cock. “Suck my black cock, girl!” said Dre. Tuggs approved, “Looks like the teacher's switching teams. She's gone Team Black.” Paige had traded cocks again and returned servicing Tuggs. Dre smiled and nodded his head. Miss Violet began to undress looking to masturbate. Tuggs celebrated this racial conquest and whispered to Paige, “Slut, tell us you love black cock. Tell us you hate your race.”
Paige pulled her mouth out and spat on Tuggs' cock. “I love black cock! I hate my race!” she said before putting his cock in her mouth while furiously stroking Dre's. Violet laughed, “We have another whore in school! Fuck the white race, Paige!”
The married teacher felt alive with purpose at the sexual servitude to her black masters. The coaches reached down and began undressing and groping her. Paige started panting, breathing heavy at the idea of two black men fucking her at the same time. Though she had fantasied about a threesome, her wholesome, boring, white values prevented her to fulfill it. With her hands on a pair of needy cocks, she realized her fantasies were needs. She never sympathized black men more than that moment. Her nipples were teethed. Her ass was spanked. Paige's lips rubbed against the chests of both men and she kissed each in a vision of harmony and racial understanding.
Coach Tuggs was the first to penetrate her from behind over the couch as Paige lowered her head to put Dre's cock into her mouth. As Tuggs pushed his thick, throbbing cock inside, he stretched Paige's womb. Paige welcomed the feeling of being full. It was something she missed since Levon had fucked her earlier in the morning. It dawned on her that she was having sex with three men before noon. All black. None, her husband. This felt right and just. “Damn, good tight pussy!” said Tuggs, “I see why Levon needed this.”
Miss Violet rubbed her clit and praised the teacher, “Your body belongs to them. Belongs to the black man.” Paige listened to Violet's words like a student listening to her teacher. Yes, her body did belong to the men because they were black, strong, and attractive. They needed pussy and she was proud to let them take it. Licking Dre's balls, Paige stopped to say, “I'm white, fuck me!”
“Oh, we'll fuck you, white girl!” said Tuggs, “We'll turn you into our whore!”
The men made Paige spin around and they switched holes to entertain their cocks with. When Dre had his turn to push his manhood into Paige, he blurted out, “Fuck! Damn this white pussy!” He tried to hide his sexual frustration that morning but released it when he pushed his cock deep inside of Paige. “Fuck toy! Fuck toy! Fuck toy!” he yelled. But Paige was too cock ***** tasting her pussy with Tuggs' cock in her mouth. The coaches high-fived. Tuggs said, “Let's fuck this white girl up! Fuck the white race!”
Violet rubbed herself into orgasm. Her moans triggered Paige to do the same. For several more minutes the men thrust their organs into a warm hole. They were raw, masculine, and confident. Paige, who walked in as a teacher, was now their obligatory slut and whore. “This is your life now.” said Violet, “This is how you'll fight oppression here on out. Every fucking day!”
After several more moments of racial conquest and an erotic interracial threesome, the men stood in front of Paige's open mouth. Each coach shot their pent up sexual need by shooting sticky semen across her face and into her mouth. When she finished swallowing and rubbing the rest across her face and breasts, she looked at them and asked, “Am I a good whore?” The men had to agree. “You going to keep fucking Levon?” asked Tuggs.
“Oh, yeah! I am! He's getting this pussy!”
The room celebrated victory and Paige discovered she was a new woman with heightened sexual needs and potential.
Follow "Married Teacher Must Go Black" Part 1, Part 2
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After having sex with one of her students for the second time, a black teen named Levon, Paige convinces herself she's doing it only out of racial outreach. But her meek husband begins to show intolerance and protests. However, Paige won't stop the progress she believes made with Levon and the black race. Becoming a trusted member of the school faculty to fight white racism, she's introduced to the ideas of black supremacy.
FINISHING UP IN ROOM 2
Levon and Paige were getting dressed after finishing their second affair in as many nights. Levon looked at Paige's ass in her pink, hot pants proud of himself for “hitting that”. He openly shared his discontent for white people and took it out on his teacher, both sexually and racially. When Paige pulled down her tube top, Levon couldn't help to notice the wedding band on her left hand. He felt he really did “fuck up” Paige's life and was getting pussy out of it. But Levon still thought of her as a “teacher” as ineffective as she was. After all, she was too good at sucking cock.
“Teach, do you think this is right? We meeting like this after school? I mean, you are trying to learn me something.” asked Levon. Paige froze and stared at her student and put one hand on his chest and another on the manly bulge through his pants. “There is nothing important to me than giving THIS what it needs!” said Paige as she clutched Levon's manhood, “Fuck the school! Fuck our moral values! As a young, black man you need sexual relief. As a white woman, you should expect from me to be … obedient!” she finished.
Levon liked what he heard of his teacher. She was beginning to sound like many, but not all, of the pretty young, white girls at the school offering their bodies to him. He couldn't help but to reach out and grab a breast through her top. Meanwhile, his bulge was beginning to twitch. Paige felt that, of course, and said “I see I'll have to drop to my knees and suck your cock. Do you need your cock suck, Levon? I think so!” said she before dropping to her knees and began reaching in, pushing down Levon's pants, and pulling out his cock. She lowered her head and began hungry sucking motions with her lips and mouth. Levon put his hand on her head and cocked his head back and moaned. He couldn't resist and started bucking his hips face-fucking his teacher. She gagged and grunted while looking Levon who was too occupied looking at the ceiling.
“Slut! Fucking slut!” he called her.
“That's right, I'm a slut! Use me! Fucking use me!” she demanded. Levon stood and let Paige kneel at his feet while he bucked his hips until he dropped several loads of sticky cum into her mouth. Every drop, she swallowed!
SHOWING INTOLERANCE
Returning to her studio apartment in the quiet, bland Meadow District, Paige stepped inside dressed her whore outfit. In her high heels, she made her presence known with the high pitched “clip-clop” sounds as the stilettos hit the tile bronzed-tan tile. Joshua leaped to his feet from the couch and headed to the door to his wife.
“Paige? I've been calling and texting all ...” then Joshua came to a halt. Stunned at her hot, provocative and slutty wear, Joshua was suspicious at the “just-got-fucked” glow she had on her face. “No … not the student again?” he cried.
Nearing hyperventilation, Joshua took refuge in the nearest Swedish-designed chair in the kitchen. “Relax, Joshua!” said Paige, “This was something I needed to do tonight.”
“No, you couldn't, you didn't! You're my wife!” Joshua rambled.
"Yes, I did it! I mother-fucking did it!" said Paige with a big, proud smile. The 26-year old with bright auburn hair couldn't have been more proud with the racial harmony she accomplished again with the black man. Joshua didn't know what to say and didn't have the courage to look into his wife's cheating eyes. "How could you ... again?" he stumbled asking.
"When I made a racial connection with Levon yesterday, I had to show my trust in him. Especially, when I needed sex.” explained Paige.
“You? You needed ...” asked the stunned and speechless husband.
“I'm not ashamed to admit that after yesterday, I needed a 'black dick'.” shameless replied Paige. “Levon was such a good lover, I wanted to build on the progress we made. So, we hooked up.”
Joshua gasped in disbelief showing no sympathy or understanding the sacrifice and racial healing his wife had done, “You don't look or sound like my wife! Why are you dressed like a slut?” he demanded.
“Joshua … dear!” Paige sternly responded, “I had to dress appropriate for Levon. You don't realize how demanding a black man can be if you want him to fuck you.” Joshua stared out into space wondering where his traditional, white marriage went.
“You should have seen us!” suggested Paige, “I felt comfortable expressing my sexuality for him. And he shared to me how much he … he hates … us white people! Oh, Joshua! That young man was so frustrated! Racially and sexually. He was so passionate hating our race and I was there for him.” she praised. Her husband could only muster a reply of “I see.” as he looked down ashamed.
“Sex. Sex between the races works.” Paige said before she shook her right hand with her thumb, pinky, and forefinger out and finished with “It mother-fucking works!”
Joshua looked down and shook his head, “I can't believe what I'm hearing. We came to Black Pine to help minorities, not sleep with them!” he complained.
The smile on Paige's face disappeared, “Levon is an alpha-male. With his sex drive and single mindedness on getting white pussy he was eventually going to get between my legs. He fucked me, Joshua! My body, my mind! I see things differently now. I'm forever grateful to him and his race!”
Showing no positive, understanding reaction, Paige told her husband, “If you don't see the beauty in a black man fucking a white woman, I suggest you sleep on the couch tonight!”
THURSDAY MORNING FROM THE COUCH
Though the night, Paige tossed and turned while rubbing her pussy. She was frustrated with her husband and becoming seriously sexually frustrated. From the poor night's sleep, she expected to feel worn and fatigued. However, her body was pumped full of adrenaline and she felt jolts of energy. Then she heard her phone “ping”. Reading the text message, she covered her mouth in the sudden seriousness of the message.
Meanwhile, Joshua laid on the couch covered by a single blanket. He had managed to pout himself to sleep at night. His muscles, not very athletic to begin with, ached from the night cramped on the cushions. He felt a strong push against his shoulder and he popped open his eyes to see his wife topless and wearing denim shorts. “Hey, wake up!” she called out to him.
“Paige? What, what?” Joshua said in a stupor trying to wake up hoping things were coming back to normal.
“I'm wondering.” said his wife, “Are you racist?” she asked.
“No! No, I'm not. We're not.” he said defending himself.
“Well, I have this problem.” explained Paige, “I have this student I feel I'm making great progress with. In return, he's trusting me to repair the injustice between our two races. My problem is, this student texted me this morning asking if I would give him something he needs. While I think I should, my husband is insecure and may want me to reject my student. What do you think, Joshua? Should I not give Levon what he needs this morning?”
Joshua looked down, “What does he need?” he mumbled.
Paige put her nose close to Joshua's and said in a very playful way, “Puss-sie! He needs pussy this morning.”
Joshua exhaled and started shaking his head and began to babble, “No.” Paige was very disappointed and leaned away, “You … you are a selfish racist!” she accused him. But Joshua looked up with swollen eyes, “No, I mean! He shouldn't go without what he needs.” he corrected himself. Paige looked relieved and said, “Good. He's across the street and I'll tell him to come inside.”
“What?” Joshua wondered, just realizing the horny, black teen had been waiting near the house to come fuck his wife. “He's right outside, dear. Levon and me will have to go to school soon and don't have much time. You can go into the bedroom and wait until we're done. I'm going to get him off and he's gone.” Paige told Joshua before shooing him away. Joshua had barely closed the bedroom door behind him when he heard the front door creak open.
Still topless, Paige let her student in while shielding her body from the outside. With the door closed behind them, she revealed her beautiful body and the couple kissed. Joshua leaned his back against the door in a defensive way to keep the world out. He could hear Paige giggle and moans during the couple's kiss.
“We don't have much time.” said Paige and Joshua could hear the rustling of clothes before the repeated, slit-slippery murmurs of “Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm”. Joshua could only imagine Paige was giving her student a blow job.
“Suck my black cock, slut!” said Levon and his voice was like a mighty punch into Joshua's soft gut. Joshua heard a loud spit and a masculine growl. In the living room, Paige had her right hand gripped around Levon's shaft and bobbed her head eagerly enjoying the power and the taste of Levon's manhood. With her left hand, she was grabbing her left breast liking the feeling of her wedding band scraping against her nipple. The bedroom cracked open, only an inch. Even Joshua could not resist his curiosity of powerful, interracial sex. His beautiful wife, looked like a porn star. Her head was bobbing in a slow, steady rhythm. Her eyes fixated on Levon's pleasure. Levon was taller and more muscular than Joshua had imagined. His white, male ego expected a less attractive clumsy brute. Even Joshua had admit to himself, Levon was an attractive stud, a bull, who scored his wife.
Paige began stroking Levon's cock and licked his large balls. Joshua caught that and felt a deep, bruising jealousy. Levon's balls were huge and full of semen. Women, like his wife, would gladly worship and perform the most dirty sex acts they would not for any smaller, white man. Joshua couldn't believe Levon's confidence, his arrogance, standing there receiving Paige's services. Paige was his slut and whore. Her mouth was full of Levon's black, bulging manhood. “Damn you, Paige!” Joshua cursed her with the voice in his head. Paige pulled her mouth off and with a hand on his hip, had him spin around and bend over the couch.
“We have to hurry up! I need to get off!” complained Levon. As Paige put her nose into Levon's ass, she replied, “I don't care! I need to lick ass!” With a hand stroking his cock, Paige lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. “Oh, fuck!” reacted Levon who clearly enjoyed the sensation. His freshly showered asshole was giving so much pleasure to the married, white girl. He felt he needed to give this to her. Joshua could hear the repeated pattern of Paige's tongue licking and lips smacking.
“Take your time, Paige. Lick that ass, white girl!” he told her. Paige kept to her duty. She never felt more liberated and free. Stroking Levon's cock, Paige was proud of the pleasure she was giving and atoning for centuries of racial evils. Meanwhile, Joshua quietly closed the door and dropped to the floor. He spread his legs when his ass hit the carpet. It was then he noticed the erection between his legs.
After palming Levon's testicles, Paige stood and whispered into Levon's ear, “Fuck me. I need this too.” She took his place leaning over the couch, arched her back, and stuck out her ass. After a firm “smack” across her bottom, Levon ripped Paige's g-string off. The ripping sound followed by a feminine, erotic gasp forced Joshua to creep over the door again. He felt the scissored zipper bite the tip of his penis poking out from his pants. Joshua saw his wife wince as Levon penetrated her. After a forceful thrust, he couldn't bare to look anymore. But he was also unable to resist. Paige threw her head back and smiled. His wife fucking smiled! Smack, smuck, smack … their flesh mashed each time Levon pushed forward. Joshua noticed how Paige's firm breasts danced underneath. She grabbed a handful of her own breast and said to Levon, “Black cock! Feels so fucking good!” Joshua closed the door with his penis stretched further from his pants. Soothing the tip with his palm, he began stroking it to the moans of lovers in the next room.
Levon only wanted to get off. He was frustrated, sexually and emotionally, needing to take it out on a “white girl” and his teacher made perfect use. “Fucking want this! I fucking need this!” he yelled out. His voice carried into Joshua's bedroom. The husband's little, white prickly member enjoyed what it heard. Drips of clear liquid excreted from the tip and ran down its little base.
Joshua imagined Levon leaning forward and biting Paige's neck while squeezing her other, free breast. That was something he wished he could do. That was something, deep down, he expected an alpha-male would do to his woman. Yes, Paige was “Levon's woman” this morning. Had there been any doubt, it would be removed when Paige called out, “Fuck my pussy! Fuck it! Aaaaaghhh!” But Levon did not pay hear as his head, mind, and body was enraged with lust and racial hatred. Levon growled again, “Hate you fucking white people!” Paige just nodded in obedience and sympathy. Plop-plop-plop-plop … the strong, powerful, athlete kept a frantic pace pushing his manhood deep inside. “Oh, Levon! Oh, baby!” cried Paige in another orgasm.
After the quiet hours overnight, Levon's fiery balls, packed full of semen, found the energy to release. He wrapped his arms around Paige's waist and using his weight made her drop on her belly on the couch. Levon lifted and dropped his ass again and again until he felt his cock explode sticky cum inside of his teacher. He kept a slow pace making sure every drop was dumped inside her. Both lovers panted. Knowing he had to leave for school, Levon lifted himself up to his feet. Paige spun around took Levon's half-erect cock into her hand.
“Did I help?” she asked while gently stroking his dick.
Levon nodded, “I needed pussy real bad.” he confessed, “After what my ****** has been through, I just hate you white people.”
He didn't explain to Paige what he and his ****** had been through. It didn't matter. Paige looked up at her student, “I understand. You can take out your hate on me anytime you need.” she said and put his cock into her mouth. “I'm here to help. I'm here to serve.” she added. With his pants near his ankles, Joshua stayed put by his bedroom door. He had shot and spent his futile semen all over his left thigh.
After getting what he needed, Levon hurried out and headed to the high school. He had a morning meeting with Coach Tuggs and he didn't dare raise his ire. Paige scrambled to the shower to wash the sexual victory from her body, quickly retouched her makeup, and brushed her teeth. She picked out a pair of tight jeans and a blouse that showed a bit of her cleavage. Paige felt alive and stepped out of the bathroom where her humbled, embarrassed husband sat in the kitchen chair.
“Oh, Joshua?” Paige said surprised, reminded of her life-partner existing. She went to him, bent over and pecked him on the lips. “Did you get a chance to see the progress I made with Levon?” Paige sincerely expected his approval. But Joshua lied and shook his head. He looked down looking depressed and dour. “That's too bad.” replied Paige, “He's becoming really comfortable with me. I feel I'm breaking through his racial suspicions.” Paige then kissed her husband on the cheek and pranced away.
IN A HURRY
Paige hurried to Black Pine High School. She was 5 minutes late and hoped no one would notice. For the first time in the week, she felt dedicated and focused to teaching and not black cock. A new, energized teacher was within her after the morning event with Levon. She saw the world a brighter and more hopeful. Having parked her car, Paige dashed across the lot, through a back entrance, past the library and down one of the long hallways. She could hear her normally ruckus class as she approached the doorway.
Then came a loud, unfamiliar voice.
“Okay, class. Quiet down and we will begin.” the voice said.
As Paige turned the corner, she saw an older, woman leading the class. Wearing a dress suited for a table at your nearest diner, the woman appeared malnourished with short, gray hair. Sporting bow-tie glasses she looked formidable, and equally underwhelming, down to her modest, black shoes. She carried a clip board with notes written in precise cursive.
“Um, who are you?” asked Paige looking stunned. The entire class came to a dramatic pause caught up in the awkwardness. The stand-in teacher pushed up her glasses, “I'm teaching the class today. I'm supposed to send you to Miss Violet for a very important discussion.” she said. Paige simply said, “Oh-kay.” Feeling small and red-faced, she spun and headed out the room while her students wondered if that would be the last seen from their Advanced Academics teacher.
Paige took the long, slow walk through the quiet and desolate hall underneath the fluorescent lamps humming above. She exited the double doors at the far end of the cafeteria and marched across the campus to a row of trailers where the Director of Race Relations held her desk. Trembling from fear, Paige took a deep breath and walked the wooden ramp to the door. She planned to knock exactly three times. But Miss Violet called out to her after the first.
“Come in, Paige.” said Violet.
Violet didn't greet Paige when the teacher stepped inside. Instead, Miss Violet furiously scribbled notes in front of her. “Sit down, Paige.” Violet added, in a very stern tone. Paige sat in front of Violet and sweating. Violet gave Paige little attention as she was continuing scribbling and crossing words out. The awkward was breaking Paige. She had thoughts about getting evicted from her studio and forced out of the paradise known as Black Pine.
“Miss Violet, about the substitute … I'm sorry I was late today ...” said Paige beginning to beg forgiveness. Violet took a deep breath and put down her pen. She took off her glasses and asked Paige point blank, “Are you having sex with Levon?”
Paige was stunned with direct question. She looked down in embarrassment and rubbed her knees together. Paige kept quiet hoping the question would go away unanswered. “Paige, as Director of Race Relations, I need to know when a white faculty member is fucking one of my black students.”
Paige acknowledged and nodded.
“Are you meeting at his place? Your place? At a motel?” interrogated Violet. Paige replied, “At a motel … and my place once.” The teacher looked up and said, “I thought, I thought you were encouraging me to earn his trust?”
“So, you fully admit Levon is fucking you? Everyday?” pressed Violet. Paige brushed her hair back and again nodded. Miss Violet placed her left hand over her right on her desk and nodded once showing a hint of understanding, “Is this becoming serious? Have you two discussed having a black baby? Or is just sexual right now?”
Paige was first speechless for an answer. But she told Violet “Um, it's just sexual. I was wanting to make a connection with him.” Violet replied with another question in a soothing voice, “And you feel you're making progress? “ the director asked.
“Yes.” said Paige, “I feel I have.”
“And he's been a model student since? Worthy of straight A's?” asked Violet. Paige felt a little embarrassed, knowing full well Levon hadn't improved as a student. But he was a great man in bed. “I suppose so.” answered the teacher before clearing her throat. “Yes, he does certainly deserves nothing but A's.”
Violet nodded again but not yet openly showing she approved. “Now that you've found common ground with your student, you're not thinking about cutting him off from his natural and rightful need for sex?” Violet wondered. Paige's eyes opened and she answered defensively, “I wouldn't do something so cruel. I'm always there for Levon.”
Miss Violet hinted a smile, “Your legs will always be open for him?” she asked coyly. Paige just turned away with a big smile and nodded. Violet stood and walked around her desk showing off her power wardrobe. She wore a navy blue blazer and matching dress with a white blouse. Her 4-inch $300 pair of heels made her exciting, fitting for a woman in her position. She gestured Paige to join her on the couch and they had a woman to woman talk.
“First, I'm very proud of you for deciding to lay down with Levon. You did the right thing resisting white morality.” praised Violet. Paige admitted, “It was very rewarding.” Violet nodded and held Paige's hand, “Making a connection with a black man, with the black race is very special, isn't it?” Violet asked.
The women joined hands and Paige felt open, relieved, and free and said, “I never thought that being a 'slut' for a black man would make me feel so alive and feminine! I'm falling in love with the black race. I can't believe I was monogamous all this time. I should have started fucking black guys long ago.”
“It's okay. What's important is you're making the right decisions now.” said Violet, comforting Paige. “One of the reasons I asked you to spend the morning with me is to discuss how you'll balance work and your sex life.”
“My sex life?” asked Paige.
Violet explained, “Levon won't be the only black man you'll have sex with. I'm sure you're wanting to get laid day and night.” Paige sat silent and blushed. Violet continued, “But when the black men in school learn about you, you'll sure to be asked for sex to overcome similar challenges you experienced with Levon.”
“Everyone will learn … about … me?” Paige responded with worry but reluctantly understood. She was curious how she could teach with a reputation of being a cock-slut at school.
“I need to know you're willing to have sex with the black men in school while having a personal sex life at home. I'm sure you'll be very busy.” confidently said Violet. Paige was a little taken back at Miss Violet's look into her future.
“Sev-er-al?” asked Paige in a bewildered if not surreal tone.
“Yes, Paige. I thought you would have understood black men and yourself better by now?” Violet told her. “I want you to be a core member of our faculty. If you win the trust of our black males, you deserve tenure.” Violet offered.
Paige, who had lived a life of economic uncertainty, saw an opportunity to make a bright future. “Are you saying, my job is guaranteed here if I just ...”
Violet finished, “Submit to the black race and get repeatedly fucked by black men. I want this school to be led by people who promote black power and black culture. I need you to devote your life to black supremacy.”
“You want me to be a black supremacist?” Paige wondered. Miss Violet was most serious and answered, “It's the only way to end white oppression. Or do you still find love for our race?” Violet asked.
Paige quickly answered, “No, I don't love … I'm beginning to hate the white race. I'm in!”
Violet smiled and both women nodded in satisfaction. Paige was elated that letting a student fuck her led to security and empowerment. In her heart, she knew this was absolutely the right thing to do and agreed to the favorable terms. “Will you tear up that report about me being uncomfortable with the black students?” the teacher wondered. “I would, Paige … but … there's your statement how sex with black men was affecting your marriage. Negatively, I remember.” said Violet to Paige's disappointment.
Paige was annoyed being reminded about Joshua. “What do you want me to do?” she asked Violet who answered, “Discuss cuckolding with him. I need to see that you both embraced a life of black supremacy. If I were to know he would … let's see … lick your pussy after a black man cums inside you ... I would be convinced you have a happy, modern progressive marriage.”
The teacher gasped, “Miss Violet! Oh my! You want my husband to … eat black cum out of my fucking cunt?” Violet smiled, nodded, “It has to happen, white girl.”
“Okay. I'll talk to him about it.” promised Paige.
The women got to their feet and Paige felt relieved. But Violet had one more thing to say. “Well now we'll just walk over to Coach Tuggs' office and tell the coaching staff you're a black cock slut fucking one of his players.”
Paige's stomach dropped and she felt nauseous. “You want me to tell them what?”
“They have every right to know, Paige.” explained Miss Violet, “Coach Tuggs is very interested in the health and well being of his team. He asks each of his players about their sex lives daily. If he feels a player is going without pussy, he really gets on their back about it. You, of all white women, should understand how important it is for a young, black man to have sexual relief?”
Paige again, succumbed to Violet's charisma. “You're a black supremacist now. You owe your ass, mouth, tits, and pussy to Coach Tuggs and all black men. When you confess to him, you should be proud!”
“Okay, Miss Violet.” answered Paige and the two women began their walk across campus.
Feelings of excitement began to overwhelm Paige. She swung her ass side to side as a liberated woman on her way to confess to a black man she's a slut. The two made it to the gymnasium held in another building across campus. The exterior wall was painted with a mural depicting black history and black future. Along with a single Asian and Hispanic, not a single white subject was included. Miss Violet opened the door into the basketball court. She and Paige stepped onto the hardwood floor and walked around the perimeter to make to the coach's office in the far side. There were entrances to the boys and girls locker rooms on oppositie sides but they followed another short hallway that ended to three doors. Violet stepped up to one and knocked on the door three times.
A deep, masculine voice answered, “Come in, Miss Violet.”
The two women stepped inside and were greeted by a muscular, 35 year old black male. He was Coach Tuggs in his tight black pants and polo shirt. In the corner looking bored was Tuggs assistant, Coach Dre. Dre was a younger man of 30 years and leaner. Violet closed and locked the door behind her and quickly jumped between Paige and the Coach Tuggs. “Coach, I like to introduce you to Paige from our Advanced Academics program. She's in her first year at Black Pine.” said Violet.
Coach Tuggs offered out his hand with a bright smile. Paige was instantly attracted to the man and easily found how Levon got his leadership. Tuggs's gentle grip on her white hand made Paige felt safe, secure, and wanted. Paige turned to Dre who returned a polite smile. Violet wouldn't allow an awkward moment and pushed Paige to the leather coach in Tuggs's opulant office. Violet sat next to Paige with their thigh's rubbing. The black men in the room could see Paige's face blush while admiring her sexy looks. “Gentlemen, Paige has something she needs to tell you about one of your players. Right, Paige?”
Tuggs leaned against his desk curious what was to be shared. But he also wanted a better look at Paige's figure and instantly sized her up sexually. Meanwhile, Coach Dre was hoping this impromptu meeting would end so he could continue his talk about a nickel defense.
“Um ... yes. There is something Miss Violet suggested I needed to tell the coaching staff.” stumbled Paige as her hand started trembling. “Relax, Miss Paige. We're all one happy ****** here. Don't feel uncomfortable because we're black men.” said Tuggs.
Paige wanted to correct the coach's assumptions, “No, it's not that. It's something else, something very special.” then the teacher became silent. Miss Violet then rubbed Paige's cheek with her hand, “Go ahead, its alright.”
“I've ... I've been having sex with one of your players.” she said and looked down. Both men stood straight. Their cocks instantly filled with blood and inflating. “Tell them who, Paige.” whispered Violet.
Paige took a deep breath and looked up, “Levon.” she answered.
Coach Dre shook and fist and whispered out, “Good man. Black power.”
Tuggs looked at Dre and nodded, “Yes. Black Power!”
“Paige is married and a now a black supremacist.” added Violet, “Correct, Paige?” Paige remembered what she needed to say and do to receive tenure, nodded and whispered, “Yes, black power.”
Coach Tuggs pushed away from his desk towards Paige. The teacher was too embarrassed to look up while Miss Violet was smiling at him. “You suck his cock too?” Tuggs demanded to know. Paige tried to stay silent but Violet nudged her to answer, “Yes ... yes, I suck his cock. I lick his balls. His ass too.” Paige confessed. Violet combed Paige's hair with her fingers, “Good, good white girl.” she said.
Tuggs took another step towards the couch, “I want to thank you, Paige. Thank you for sharing this with us and taking care of Levon's sexual needs. I'm sure you enjoyed it as much as he did.”
“You're welcome?” said Paige unsure if it was the right thing to say at the time.
“Well, I do want to show my appreciation, Paige. Here is a gift.” said Tuggs as he pushed his pants down and pulled out his stiff cock with his right hand. Taking a final step to Paige who looked up and saw the plump cockhead an inch away from her lips.
“Coach?” said Paige, stunned at the sudden image of a hard cock at her lips. Tuggs put his left hand underneath her chin. “Look at me. Tell me you're 'a black cock slut'.” he wanted.
With open, round eyes, Paige confessed to the muscular coach, “I'm a black cock slut.” She then followed with an open mouth, leaned forward, and put Tuggs' cock into her mouth. With her lips wrapped around the shaft, she started making erotic, sucking sounds. As Violet stood and went to the desk, Tuggs looked at Dre standing in the corner and said to him, “This is for you too.”
After several more bobs, Tuggs tapped Paige on the head to look to her right where Dre had his cock out waiting for attention. With a left hand stroking Tuggs, her right guided Dre's dick into her wet, sloppy mouth and she had her taste of another cock. “Suck my black cock, girl!” said Dre. Tuggs approved, “Looks like the teacher's switching teams. She's gone Team Black.” Paige had traded cocks again and returned servicing Tuggs. Dre smiled and nodded his head. Miss Violet began to undress looking to masturbate. Tuggs celebrated this racial conquest and whispered to Paige, “Slut, tell us you love black cock. Tell us you hate your race.”
Paige pulled her mouth out and spat on Tuggs' cock. “I love black cock! I hate my race!” she said before putting his cock in her mouth while furiously stroking Dre's. Violet laughed, “We have another whore in school! Fuck the white race, Paige!”
The married teacher felt alive with purpose at the sexual servitude to her black masters. The coaches reached down and began undressing and groping her. Paige started panting, breathing heavy at the idea of two black men fucking her at the same time. Though she had fantasied about a threesome, her wholesome, boring, white values prevented her to fulfill it. With her hands on a pair of needy cocks, she realized her fantasies were needs. She never sympathized black men more than that moment. Her nipples were teethed. Her ass was spanked. Paige's lips rubbed against the chests of both men and she kissed each in a vision of harmony and racial understanding.
Coach Tuggs was the first to penetrate her from behind over the couch as Paige lowered her head to put Dre's cock into her mouth. As Tuggs pushed his thick, throbbing cock inside, he stretched Paige's womb. Paige welcomed the feeling of being full. It was something she missed since Levon had fucked her earlier in the morning. It dawned on her that she was having sex with three men before noon. All black. None, her husband. This felt right and just. “Damn, good tight pussy!” said Tuggs, “I see why Levon needed this.”
Miss Violet rubbed her clit and praised the teacher, “Your body belongs to them. Belongs to the black man.” Paige listened to Violet's words like a student listening to her teacher. Yes, her body did belong to the men because they were black, strong, and attractive. They needed pussy and she was proud to let them take it. Licking Dre's balls, Paige stopped to say, “I'm white, fuck me!”
“Oh, we'll fuck you, white girl!” said Tuggs, “We'll turn you into our whore!”
The men made Paige spin around and they switched holes to entertain their cocks with. When Dre had his turn to push his manhood into Paige, he blurted out, “Fuck! Damn this white pussy!” He tried to hide his sexual frustration that morning but released it when he pushed his cock deep inside of Paige. “Fuck toy! Fuck toy! Fuck toy!” he yelled. But Paige was too cock ***** tasting her pussy with Tuggs' cock in her mouth. The coaches high-fived. Tuggs said, “Let's fuck this white girl up! Fuck the white race!”
Violet rubbed herself into orgasm. Her moans triggered Paige to do the same. For several more minutes the men thrust their organs into a warm hole. They were raw, masculine, and confident. Paige, who walked in as a teacher, was now their obligatory slut and whore. “This is your life now.” said Violet, “This is how you'll fight oppression here on out. Every fucking day!”
After several more moments of racial conquest and an erotic interracial threesome, the men stood in front of Paige's open mouth. Each coach shot their pent up sexual need by shooting sticky semen across her face and into her mouth. When she finished swallowing and rubbing the rest across her face and breasts, she looked at them and asked, “Am I a good whore?” The men had to agree. “You going to keep fucking Levon?” asked Tuggs.
“Oh, yeah! I am! He's getting this pussy!”
The room celebrated victory and Paige discovered she was a new woman with heightened sexual needs and potential.
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