Cheering For Black

Cheering For Black: A Story of Gang... er, um "Team" Spirit

A collaborative effort based on a fantasy by 'Coach Jenny'. Written by RMS, Charles, and Coach Jenny.

Chapter 1 - The Opportunity

Jenny could barely contain her excitement. The coaching job offer from a upscale school in Illinois was almost too good to be true. Rob, her husband of ten years shared her excitement and encouraged her to take a shot at it. With the Chancellor holding on the telephone for an answer, Jenny had no more time to wrestle with her decision. As much as she loved her home of Georgia, the opportunity to coach a winning college cheerleader squad was too good to pass on. "Chancellor Brown, I accept!" Jenny almost screamed into the phone with the excitement of a teenage girl. "I'll be on a plane Monday. I look forward to meeting you."

It was a dream come true for this thirty-something strawberry-blonde athlete from the deep south. Looking like a woman ten years younger, Coach Jenny Carter almost looked like a coed and could easily pass for one of her own cheerleaders. After only three days on campus, she was turning the heads of quite a number of the young male student population. She was both flattered and embarrassed by all the attention. Her husband loved to hear her chatter about her day at the dinner table each night. He was as happy as she was with their new home and her new job. Coaching cheerleaders is coaching - regardless of where you do it. What made this job better for Jenny was the caliber of the girls she had to work with. Nine gorgeous, athletic and talented girls were going to make a winning squad in the next cheerleading competition and they would be the showpiece of ever sporting event. What Jenny wasn't quite prepared for was the stark contrast between the "North" and the "South". Sure, she knew the undercurrent of racism that kept a grip on the southern white people would never allow them to grant blacks full equality, but she wasn't prepared to see the liberated - almost flagrant mixing of black men and white women - that she observed through her office windows every day. She was taught to be nice to everyone, regardless of color, but keep the relationships distant. She was a little shocked - yet somewhat curious as she watched the hand-holding and open kissing between black and white students on campus. She was even further shocked to learn that two of her girls, Dianna and Terry were dating black men and the rumors abound that several others may be as well.

Chapter 2 - The Plan The coach learned quickly that Terry was the "unofficial" leader of the pack. She seemed to exert an enormous influence within the group and was the person Jenny had to win over in order to suceed. One afternoon after practice Jenny and Terry shared a shower and talked about "girl" things. She couldn't help but take notice of Terry's tall, slim build, the long brown hair she usually wore in a ponytail, and firm B-cup breasts. Her fair complexion showcased her piercing blue eyes. Even as good as Jenny looked she was jealous of Terry's body. What Jenny didn't realize was that Terry felt similarly. When she looked at Jenny's full but firm breasts, and tight, flat stomach, she hoped that her body would be in as good shape when she reached her thirties. Terry thought that it was a shame that such a fantastic body was wasted on a white-boy.

"Can I ask you a question?" Terry asked as she toweled off and dried her hair.

"Sure" Jenny smiled, drying off and slipping her full, breasts into her jog-bra.

"How long have you been married?"

"Well, about 10 years." Jenny replied, "right out of college." Jenny paused, thinking that perhaps this was her chance to ask Terry about the rumors about her boyfriend. "How about you, Terry? You have a boyfriend right? I heard he plays basketball for another school."

Terry's beautiful smile widened as she turned to her coach and replied. "Yeah, Doug is my boyfriend. He's really cute too, broad smile, hard dark body - like the color of a piece of polished onyx. That is what you were fishing for right? You were wanting to know if my boyfriend was black?". She giggled when she said it, hoping to jerk her coach's chain with her flip attitude. "Does that bother you?"

"No..." Jenny responded. "I ...ah... just like to get to know my girls."

"You curious about black?" Terry grinned, playfully tormenting her conservative southern coach. "Ever had it? You know, the rumors are true..."

Jenny blushed several shades of red as she tried to deny her true feelings. "No, like I say, I just like to get to know my girls." Jenny said hurridly dressing herself. "I'll see you next week." She said, rushing out the door while Terry finished dressing. She could not believe the girl's boldness! No, she had never been intimate - or even close with a black man. But she could not disguise her curiosity. The thought had crossed her mind on several occasions when she lived in Georgia but it was something you dared not confess to anyone. And when she moved to Illinois, and saw the interracia fraternizing on her campus, her feelings grew stronger. She was sure that Terry saw right through her thin facade.

What Coach Carter didn't know was what Terry's reaction to all this was, and she wouldn't find out for a few weeks...

That night, Terry met her boyfriend for dinner, and told Doug about her conversation with Coach Carter, including the details of what Jenny looked like in the shower. She told him everything that went on in her life. Terry began fucking Doug while in high school. She had become a black cock slut for him and continued to be his although he went to the school where a basketball scholarship had lured him. Doug was heavily into white girls and thought that every one of them should be addicted to black. He never missed an opportunity to "turn" someone - which Terry knew and accepted. Only the week before, Doug had told Terry he wanted to "turn" her whole cheerleading squad and he wanted her help to do it. Terry loved the idea and set about a plan to make it happen.

"I know you can arrange it for the girls," Doug told her. "Hell, half of them already love black salami. But what about your new coach? She's one hot bitch that I wouldn't mind getting a piece of. Think you can set her up too?" Terry didn't know her new coach all that well and told him she wasn't sure. But the more Terry thought about their conversation in the locker room, she was convinced that Coach Carter needed to be a part of this... whether she wanted to be or not. Terry and her boyfriend Doug hatched an ominous plan that night, and it would have an immediate and everlasting affect on her squad of cheerleaders and her own life as well.

The perfect opportunity was coming at month's end when Doug's team was scheduled to play the team from Terry's school. Doug already had things working at his school, involving his teammates and some of their cheerleaders. He needed Terry's help to inform the black players on her school's team and get all the cheerleaders into the locker room after the game. It was such an exciting concept... Terry was thrilled at the prospect of creating this orgy, it turned her on ... possibly even more than it turned on Doug! After dinner that night, Terry and Doug went to his apartment and discussed the plan in more detail.

Without even being asked, Terry began to undress, baring her beautiful lithe body to her black master. "What do you need me to do?" she asked, submissively.

"Well," said Doug, "why don't you suck my cock for a while." Doug went on to describe more details of the plan that Terry needed to put together, while she unzipped his fly and pulled his thick black cock out of his pants.

"Baby, you know those girls are gonna like it, and my boys are gonna be all over those lily white asses!" Doug chuckled.

"mmmm" Terry groaned, Doug's cock filling her hot, soft mouth.

"Yeah, maybe even I will get me some of that Coach's ass... she's one fine bitch. That body was built for black cock!" Doug said, staring into his girlfriends beautiful blue eyes.

"Yes, I'd like to see that baby," said Terry, pulling of his cock and standing up. I'd like to see you shove your thick black cock up into her... she needs it!" Then, playfully pulling at his 11 inch dark member, "but I'll need it first, now!" Terry jumped backwards on the bed, spreading her legs out, so that Doug could see her glistening pink pussy. He wasted no time, jumping over her, and shoving his cock deep inside her body, pumping her again and again...

"This," he whispered in her ear,"This is what each and every one of your girlfriends will be getting... especially that Coach." He hammered into her, harder...

"It won't be that easy baby," Terry whimpered... her eyes fluttering at the forceful pounding and near-orgasmic pleasure Doug's thick black cock gave her, "she is married."

Doug laughed as he rammed Terry harder, pushing her over the edge and giving her yet another incredible orgasm..."No ring is going to stop her from succumbing to this... Is it?" Doug said, shoving his cock into Terry, again and again, rubbing its thickness against her clit...

"No baby.... she'll love it..... she'll love it!!" Terry screamed. "I LOVE IT!! YES!! FUCK ME!!"

Terry and Doug had a serious fucking session as they mulled over plans on how to get all of the cheerleaders into the orgy they were organizing. As Doug's thick black shaft pumped deeply into his girlfriend's wet cunt neither could understand how any white girls wouldn't want what they had together. And with as many white boys as Terry had fucked in her short life, none even came close to making her as crazy with lust as this one hung black stud. They continued for hours that night... so fueled by lust for what they were going to do.

The next morning, as Terry showered and washed the sticky semen from her body, she plotted about how to go about setting up the party.

Terry's friends - her fellow cheerleaders were all hot babes. They were as different in looks as in personalities. Not all would be willing to participate in her party... at least not right away. Terry figured the easiest thing to do was to talk to the girls who would most likely be willing participants, and/or those who could most easily be convinced.

The first person she decided to talk to was Dianna, a cute short-haired blonde, with great legs and a nice, tight round ass. She also happened to be the girlfriend of Wes, one of the black studs on the basketball team. Terry figured that this connection would help her spread the word of the 'party' faster. Dianna liked the idea of the locker room gangbang, and told Terry that she was sure that Wes would help get the team together. Her only stipulation was that she and Wes would be 'exclusive' at the party, only having sex with one another. Terry agreed, after all, there was going to be plenty to go around. So, while Dianna and Wes went about contacting the players, Terry continued down the roster of cheerleaders.

Next, Terry talked to was her best friend on the squad, Courtney, a raven-haired beauty with pale, lightly freckled skin. Although she was engaged to a white jock, Courtney had been a bit of a party girl in the past. And recently, after becoming engaged, had once expressed a desire for one last fling before getting married. Terry decided that this could be the leverage she needed. She talked to Courtney over lunch at the mall, and told her of her plan.

"Oh my God Terry! That's wicked!" Courtney said, half screaming, her crystal-blue eyes wide with suprise. "All those men? I don't know, that's a little much."

"If you want to pass this up, its up to you, " Terry said, sighing, summoning up her best reverse psychology, "I guess you're right. Maybe it is time for you to settle down and be a nice proper little wife."

"Hey, just wait a minute!" Courtney said, "I didn't say I wouldn't do it... I just said I'd have to think about it."

"All right then, " Terry said, mustering up the huskiness of her voice, speaking lowly... slowly..."think about it.....think of all that hard, BIG, black cock....think of what it will feel like pounding in and out of your body. Still think its too much?"

Courtney's chest heaved as her imagination ran away....and Terry had her first 'recruit'.

The next girl Terry decided to talk to was Leah, a remarkably voluptuous fair-skinned exchange student, with a mane of wavy dark red hair. She looked very innocent, and her lilting Irish accent seemed to support this image. But Terry knew better, this girl was wild! Leah was always game for anything that would rebel against her strict Catholic upbringing. In fact she'd already fucked several guys on campus, including a couple of black guys. But when Terry told her about the plan, her emerald eyes sparkled with the kind of lust that most people could only imagine.. She was happy to be included.

The more girls Terry talked to, the easier things seemed to fall into place. She went to Jackie's house and talked to her while she lay in her tanning bed. Jackie was keen on the idea, and Terry was not surprised at that. Jackie was the kind of tight-bodied girl whose green eyes just screamed 'wild thing'. Her exact reaction to Terry's proposal was to throw open the tanning bed,brush her long blonde hair out of her eyes, and say "hell yes!".

Terry knew that Brandi was a very curious girl - about everything actually. She'd tried other girls already and seemed to be pretty hot on the idea of trying a black cock for the first time. She readily agreed to the plan - providing there was no objection to her getting it on with some of the girls too, including Jenny.

The only 'surprise' obstacle was Holly. She was game, and had fucked black men before, but she had an important condition. Even though raised in the South, she never acquired the typical Southern attitude about blacks and seemed especially excited at the prospect of the locker room orgy. Her exposure to black men and boys began very early and her stunning good looks, long, blonde wavy hair, green eyes, tall slim build, and husky Texan accent caught the attention of every man she met. If attention were gold, she would have already been a millionaire. But because of her racist background, Holly was very careful not to let anybody in her ****** know that she liked black men. But ever since the she had gotten into college, Holly had a hell of a time getting enough black cock inside her. Holly's big problem was her twin sister, Tracy, who was attending college with Holly, and shared an apartment with her. Like Holly, Tracy was stunning, with exactly the same build, voice, face, and hair. Unlike Holly, Tracy was very conservative, and also very racist and had no use for "niggers" (a word she never hesitated to use when in all-white company). This resulted in it being impossible for Holly ever to bring a black man, or men, home with her. Holly had long thought that it would be so much fun if she and her twin could lay guys together... especially black guys. . The thought of black cocks pounding into her racist twin excited Holly... but Tracy's racism would prevent it from ever happening. Holly told Terry that she needed to change her sister's attitude once and for all, and that this "party" would be a perfect opportunity to do so. Terry wasn't sure how to pull that off but she promised she would.

Now all Terry had to do was to take care of these holdouts.

Chapter 3 - Heather

Tracy, Heather, Becky, and of course the coach, Ms. Carter, would NOT be willing to get together in this party. Heather was a total lesbian, Tracy was prejudiced, Coach Carter was married, and Becky... impossible. Becky Kelley was the kind of 'fantasy' girl that made her seem impossible to get blacked. She was very generously built, but in shape, with large firm breasts and a full, tight ass. She had long, wavy, shiny blonde hair and big blue eyes. She had a great tan, not to dark, but not to light. She also happened to come from a very wealthy, very conservative, and very rich ******. So, naturallly she was filled with prejudice and arrogance. Religious and conservative, she was a virgin, even though she was engaged to be married, and even though the ring on her finger had to be worth a small fortune. This girl was not giving it up easy... not even to a blueblood whiteboy. Terry felt a particular desire to watch Becky get gang-fucked. She felt is was something that everyone would love to see. There was no way Terry was going to be able to seduce this girl... her conversion would have to be through more forceful means. They'd have to leave her until 'the party'. Terry thought about Jenny too, and figured they'd have to wait for her conversion that day as well, for the same reason as Becky. But Heather was a different story... Terry knew how to bring her in willingly.

Terry knew of Heather's lesbian lust for her. Although she didn't consider herself bisexual, Terry had a healthy view of sex and did not see anything wrong with women loving women. And Heather was a very attractive woman, nearly the same height as Terry, with shoulder length dark brown hair, porcelain skin, steel grey eyes, and a killer bod. Several other girls had told her how they had seen "the look" in Heather's eyes when she watched Terry cheering... and showering Now that her weakness was known, it was a simple matter to take advantage of it. Terry saw Heather the following day and during a break between classes cornered her in a lightly traveled corridor. "Heather, love, I have a proposition for you," she began. "We need to become better friends. Why don't you come over and tonight and skinny dip in my pool with me. My folks will be at a dinner party. It will be so cool." The time agreed to was 7PM and Heather's excitement could hardly be contained.

It had just turned dark as Heather arrived at Terry's house. As planned she went through the back gate and around to the pool where the object of her lust was waiting. Terry was laying nude on a float gently stroking her pussy with her eyes closed. She didn't hear Heather approach nor did she hear her slip off her shorts and tank top just prior to jumping in the pool. The loud splash and water spray alerted her to Heather's arrival but she didn't stop caressing the fleshy fold between her legs.

"Let me do that for you," Heather whispered breathlessly as her face floated within inches of Terry's body. "I'm very good at that."

"So I've heard," Terry replied. "Is it your mission to lick every cheerleader twat in school, Love?"

"Yeah, something like that," Heather grinned as she pushed the float and Terry to the edge of the pool. "Let's go over to the chaise and show you how I do it."

With the bait taken, the girls climbed out of the pool and walked over to the lounge chair sitting under a halogen security lamp over the garage back door. Terry laid down on her back and pulled her long, beautiful legs up and apart to open her wet pussy for Heather. The bright halogen beam glared off Terry's pale skin and illuminated every single follicle of her body hair. She almost glowed before Heather's hungry eyes. Terry slowly dragged her hands up across her breasts and teased her nipples to hardness so the lesbian beside her could see just how big and hard they could become when aroused. Heather drank in every sight and prepared to serve herself the tasty morsel laying before her.

"I've been waiting so long for this, Terry." Heather said, staring deeply, boldly into Terry's big blue eyes. Terry watched intently, as Heathers beautiful, trim, porcelain body kneeled between her legs, and her pretty face moved down between her thighs. Terry closed her eyes as the hot tip of Heather's tongue lightly brushed her stiffening clitoris an soon she was being devoured by a new and hungry lover. Heather's talents produced several orgasmic peaks for Terry - quite a surprise for the cock-crazed coed whose whole sexual existence centered around a hard black cock shaft from boyfriend. But all pleasure aside, there was a point to all this. As Heather lapped away at Terry's pussy, she worked her long nimble fingers between her legs and rubbed her own. As she did so, a pair of eyes in the bushes watched those fingers... and that beautiful white ass lit by the moonlight. It was time for him to work his magic...

Doug had been standing in the shadows watching the girls from the very beginning. Heather didn't notice at first, not until she felt the strong, muscular male hands on her ass. She turned around, and her mouth fell open in shock... Dough stood before Heather and Terry in stark nakedness holding his black manhood in his hand. As he gently stroked it to keep it hard, Heather's eyes were locked on it. She'd never in all her life felt anything like what she was feeling about this cock... Heather barely heard Terry's introduction, so entranced was she by this huge black cock before her eyes ...she just watched lustily as he positioned Terry on her hands and knees upon the chaise.

"Oh God, Doug," she said breathlessly. "Give me some cock-cum to go with Heather's tongue job! Heather, watch this. You can't believe how fucking good Doug's cock feels."

With that Doug gripped his cock tightly and pulled the ridge of foreskin back to penetrate his girlfriend with the exposed purplish head. Terry tugged her ass cheeks apart with both hands and Heather watched hypnotically as the first inch of Doug's glistening black shaft separated Terry's puffy white cunt folds and disappeared into her steaming hot hole. Soon Doug had his hands kneading her heavy 34B's and pinching her nipples as he rammed his dick head against her cervix. Terry rolled her eyes and let her mouth hand open as if to beg for a cock in the mouth as Doug pumped her closer and closer to the cock-cum she had begged for earlier.

Heather stood close and watched the girl she had just gotten off take the biggest blackest dick the had ever laid eyes on. Dicks had never interested her all that much, but she was mesmerized by the image she saw. The pink lips of Terry's delicious cunt were spread apart in such an obscene way and gripped the monster cock so tightly. The shiny black shaft was covered with the sweet cream she had tasted minutes before and the thought of maybe just "trying it once" crept into her mind. With two more hard, deep thrusts Terry pulled Doug's trigger. Heather saw him stiffen his back, tighten his ass- cheeks and unload a hot load of cum deep into her friend's vagina. Doug stepped away and let his cock fall free while Terry tightened her cunt muscles and expelled blobs of thick, white cream onto the chaise. Heather watched intently as she stroked herself to another orgasm.

"Fucking awesome!" is all she could say when asked by Terry what she thought about what she has just seen. It was at this point that Doug and Terry told Heather about the party they had planned. She was particulary excited to learn that Coach Carter would somehow be enticed to the party. The sexy coach had caught her eye the moment she first walked in to the Athletic Department offices on campus. With very little prodding, Heather agreed that she would participate in the after-game party and even said she would "probably" try some black dick just to say she had.

"Why wait?" Doug asked, walking towards Heather, his cock stiffening again. Heather was a little scared... she moved back slightly, looking to Terry. Terry just smiled, wickedly and said "Do it Heather. You have to, its incredible! I promise!"

"I... I don't know.... now? I mean.. I just..." Heather stammered, staring at Doug's erect cock.

Terry rose from the chaise, and sat down by Heather. She looked deeply into the girl's eyes and then kissed her deeply... all the while laying her back, with her legs, in the pool. Doug, meanwhile, jumped in the pool and positioned himself at the edge, preparing to enter Heather's tight pussy...

Terry pulled away from Heather, leaving her dazed. When Heather regained her composure, Doug was rolling her over on her stomach and pushing his cock head into her tight pussy.

"Oh...I've never done this..... I ....oooohhhh OHHHGOD!!!" Heather cried as Doug's cock stretched her pussy. Doug worked his cock deeper and deeper into Heather's cunt, picking up his pace and thrusting faster. Dough roughly turned Heather over, to watch her tight white titties bounce up and down with each of his powerful, deep thrusts. Heather began to moan loadly, extacy. Terry thought it best not to alert everybody in the neigborhood, and moved to straddle Heather's face, to recieve another tongue job. The tightness of Heather's pussy, combined with the sight of his girlfriends beautiful ass bucking on her face, was more than Doug could bare... he pulled out of Heather's cunt just in time to spray her soft white belly, and Terry's tight ass with his thick, sticky semen.

He climbed out of his pool and watched as his girlfriend turned around on Heather and engaged her in a 69. He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, saying, "I think you can handle this for the rest of the night." He gave her a peck on the cheek, grabbed his clothes and left the girls to their devices...

Chapter 4: The Twins

The next morning, Terry showered thinking of how she could get Tracy to show up at the locker room after the game. But if Tracy wasn't there, then Holly wouldn't show, and Doug wanted ALL the girls there. There was no way Tracy could be tricked into showing up, she was to smart, and to much of a goody two-shoes. She didn't like parties, especially with obnoxious bimbos and 'nigger lovers' like the cheerleaders. She was very much 'daddy's little girl' in that respect. She had a strong dislike of black people, and hated the thought of them being with any white girls. Terry could not figure out how to overcome this obstacle... until she remembered some stories that Holly had told her.

Holly and Tracy, like most twins, loved to play 'switching games' when they were very young. Terry also knew that over the years, Tracy and Holly had drifted apart. Tracy had always had a bitter, superior attitude towards Holly. Holly always seemed to be the apple of her daddy's eye, sporty, athletic, a cheerleader, popular, promqueen.. the whole nine yards. What's more, her daddy never believed rumors about his ********'s conduct that were spread around town. Tracy's jealous attitude made her very suspicious of her sister.... and it was almost certain that she suspected her sister's love of black cock. But what really got Terry's mind working towards a plan was when she remembered a fight that she'd scene between Holly and Tracy... a fight in which Tracy expressed a hope that one day her sister's 'sluttiness' would get her into serious trouble. All of these factors, these almost hateful attitudes, would make Tracy very susceptible to manipulation. A plan began to form, but she'd need Holly's help. The setup would have to take place in the apartment that Holly and Tracy shared. She found called her after class and talked to her.

"Okay, this is the plan," Terry said quietly, "Tracy works at the hospital right? An intern or something? Does she work Friday?"

"Yeah..." said Holly, "she's studying nursing, and she's interning at the hospital Friday afternoon, and she gets home at about nine o'clock."

"Perfect!" said Terry, "When she comes home she comes home that night, she's going to see something interesting... she's going to see you getting fucked by some black studs!"

"What!" Holly said, in disbelief, "are you nuts? She'll call our folks and they'll disown me! I've told you about my parents, what they think of black men with white girls..."

"But Holly," Terry said, "What if it wasn't you who was fucking black men... what if it was Tracy... what if you could 'prove' that it was Tracy?"

"What do you mean?" Holly asked....

"Remember how you and Tracy used to trick people into thinking that she was you and you were her?" Terry explained the plan further. Holly could barely contain her excitement. It would work!

***

That Friday, after Tracy went to work, Holly set about getting things ready. She took the phone cord out of the wall, and hid the phone. She removed the lightbulbs from the lights in every fixture in the front part of the apartment. She fixed herself a quick dinner at about six, showered, and went into her sister's room. She dressed in some of her sister's most conservative underwear, and then put on one of Tracy's spare white uniforms. Then Holly got the video camera that Terry had loaned her, and set it up in her sister's closet. Next, she set up a second camera tripod (her own) next to the bed and left it in the room. She took her own camera into the front room of the apartment and waited. Soon, the doorbell rang. She turned the camera on and went to the door, hitting 'Record' she filmed the door as she opened it and greeted the 3 large, black, muscular men who stood before her. They were all black, all muscular, and all smiles as looked into Holly's video camera and said "Hi Tracy. I see you're ready for us!"

When Tracy got home Friday night, tired from a busy evening at the hospital, the apartment was dark.

"Hello, Holly? You here?" she called, pulling her coat off and undid the top buttons of her white nursing uniform. She reached for a lightswitch... flicked it, but it didn't come on. She listened closely

The only sound she'd hear was some squeeking, grunting, and moaning. "Hmmph!" Tracy thought to herself as she tried another lightswitch... no effect, "I guess I've finally caught Holly entertaining a 'guest' of hers... slut!" It was then that she realized that the sounds of passion were coming from her own bedroom, not Holly's! Tracy slowly crept towards her room. The hall outside the room, like the rest of the apartment was pretty dark... thus making it easy for Tracy to 'conceal herself' and spy on her sister un-noticed. Holly and the guys had made this even easier by leaving Tracy's bedroom door wide open, with the light from Tracy's desklamp giving a subdued, but ample lighting to the events taking place on her bed. Events which, Tracy saw, where being filmed by Holly's videocamera. But the thing that really got to Tracy was what she saw on her bed... HER bed, with her favorite childhood stuffed animals... on HER bed was her sister, Holly... with a black man! Tracy watched in awe as her tall, identical twin sister arched her back on the bed, bucking her slim white hips into the thrusting nigger's pelvis. Tracy was disgusted by the sight, but found herself unable to look away.

The lighting of the room seemed to highlight the beautiful contrast of their bodies... Holly's flesh almost glowed, while that of the man fucking her was so very, very dark. In fact, his flesh seemed so dark in that light, that Tracy could only make out the details of his musclued chest and abs because of the shine of the sweat that ran over them. Sweat which dripped down onto her sister's naked white form...a form identical to Tracy's own body. Tracy watched as her sister's firm young breasts bounced violently in time with the thrusts of the big black, and the squeeking of the bed springs. Tracy couldn't believe what she was seeing.. her own sister, fucking a big nigger! Why? How could she do something like that? Suddenly, the black man bellowed loudly, pulling out of Holly's well-fucked pussy and shot his load all over her stomach, tits, and Tracy's bedspread. As Tracy watched the black man pump the cum from his hard cock, letting it drip all over hers sister's body and her own bed, she could not help but notice his size. Tracy, while conservative, was certainly no virgin. But all the guys she dated had been white... and did not have cocks near this guy's size. This shining black staff had to be 10 inches long at least. Then it made sense... this guy had a big dick. That's why Holly was with a nigger, cause this one had such a huge cock. Well, at least she didn't let him cum in her.

Just when she thought it was over, Tracy got an even bigger surprise. The black man backed away from the bed and her sister got on all fours, with her face at the foot of the bed. That's when a second black man came forward, stroking a cock just as big as his counterpart's. Tracy watched in amazement as her sister deftly took the cock in her mouth... it was a bizarre spectacle. Seeing her twin, her physical duplicate, her sister's soft white face with a huge black cock between her lips. She watched as the giant black ran his hands through Holly's long, sweat-damp blonde hair.... that's when Tracy noticed something peculiar. Holly normally let her hair hang over her shoulders... but right now, she was wearing her hair in a pony tail, styling it the way Tracy liked to style her own hair. Then Tracy noticed something else... "Why is Holly wearing my hair clip?".

Suddenly, Tracy felt a pair of hands on her shoulders... she screamed, only to have one of those big hands cover her mouth. The other arm encircled her waist and carried her into her room... where her sister was still sucking the second black man. Holly looked up and saw her sister, she pulled her face away from the black cock, taking it in her hand, and pumping it... keeping her black master happy while she talked to her sister.

"Hi!" Holly beamed, careful not to use her sister's name, "glad you could finally join us. Did you like the show? Did you like watching your sister take on these fantastic black studs? You wanna play now?"

Tracy, terrified, but still muffled by the 3rd black man's hand, shook her head violently.

"Oh, honey, that's too bad," Holly frowned, still careful not to use Tracy's name, "see the boys and I are having a little party and we WERE hoping that you would join us. In fact, I think you're going to join us whether you want it or not!"

The men chuckled as Holly said this... then one spoke, "Hey, Tracy," he said to Holly, "Why is your sister wearing your nursing uniform? I thought she was a cheerleader or something..."

Tracy's eyes went wide with confusion and terror... she tried to scream, but couldn't....what was Holly doing?

"I don't know" Holly said, "but I don't think that you should be wearing those, Holly." "STRIP HER! she commanded.... as the second black man went to the video camera and turned it off.

The third black, D, finally let go of Tracy and she fell on the bed, next to her sweaty, well fucked twin. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" she screamed at Holly. "You can't fuck these niggers like this! It's terrible! You think I won't tell mommy and daddy?"

All of them laughed at Tracy's indignance. Holly grinned wickedly at Tracy, turned to Michael (the guy at the video camera) and told him to rewind the tape... "Show Tracy what we've been doing!"

"I'm not watching your tape! That's disgusting!" Tracy yelled.

"Funny, you seemed pretty interested in watching it a minute ago, " D chuckled.

"What do you mean 'my' tape?", asked Holly, "it's your tape, TRACY". Everybody laughed...again, everybody but Tracy.

"Wha...what do you mean?" Tracy said, confused... but by the time she finished the question, she saw one of HER nursing uniforms laying on the floor in tatters. She looked around at the semen on HER bed, in HER room. She looked at Holly, HER twin, wearing HER scrunchie in her hair... and remembered when one of the men had called HER sister, HER name.

"See," Holly explained, "if you even THINK of telling mom and *** about my sex life, they'll get this tape in the mail.... the tape with these BIG black studs calling me "Tracy" and telling "Tracy" how good she is at sucking black cock, how good she is at taking it into her tight white cunt, and how they've been wanting to get YOU out of that nursing uniform for so long..."

"YOU... You.. wouldn't... you couldn't!" Tracy stammered.

"I COULD TRACY, you racist little bitch!" Holly shouted, "I WOULD, but I won't... if you agree to my demands."

Tracy knew that she may have no choice... she looked into her sister's lust filled eyes. "What... what do you want?" she asked.

"Well," Holly said, sighing, "I'll give you the tape if you keep your mouth shut about my sex life..."

"Deal," said Tracy, "give me the tape."

"Not so fast," Holly said, "there's another... complication. See, D there has not had any fun tonight... you walked in before he got his turn!"

Tracy looked behind her at the third black man, D, the one who had carried her into the room, the one who had been dressed, the one who was getting undressed at that very moment, pulling his muscle shirt off his lean, chisled, chocolate-brown torso, over his shaven head. He grinned at her.

"NO! You can't mean..." Tracy shouted... "but their niggers!"

"STOP THAT!" Holly shouted, slapping her sister for insulting her black lovers.

"Now, now, " Michael said stroking his cock, "no need to smack the bitch around. If she calls us niggers then maybe we just need to teach her not to think like that when she sees a black man. Maybe she'd be better off thinking of this..." Michael stroked his cock and pointed the head up towards Tracy's face. Tracy glanced down...staring at Michael's massive black cock pointing at her.... trembling... she finally snapped herself out of the lustful trance.

"So," Holly smirked, "you DO think of it... you DO want it! Don't you Tracy? You're a slut!"

"NO!!" Tracy said, "That's not true!"

"Give it up," Holly said, "it's really wonderful. LOOK at their cocks Tracy! SEE how long, and hard, and thick they were? Didn't you see the power of their thrusts... How can you not want that, Tracy? How?"

Holly's soft voice had a calming effect on her sister. Tracy stood up and turned to look at D. By now, D was nude, apart from his tight BVD's... with a LARGE bulge in the front. As tall as she was, Tracy's eye level only came to the middle of D's hard chest. She looked up from his chest, into his straight, hard, black face. His eyes stared into hers with a remarkably disciplined, controled lust, as he worked his long black fingers over the buttons of Tracy's blouse. Tracy shivered as D moved his large black hands under the fabric of her blouse, gently pushing it and her white jacket off her shoulders. She staid still, letting the shirt and jacket fall off her arms, to the floor. Still staring into his eyes, she gasped as D placed his powerful black hands on her sides, gliding up and around to her bra clasp, releasing it. Then, without a word, D placed his hands on Tracy's shoulders and gently pushed her to her knees. Finally, Tracy's gaze fell from D's eyes to the stretched fabric of his underweard... right in front of her face. Tracy had an almost out of body experience.... watching her own hand reach up hesitantly, slowly... to the waistband of the black's underwear. Slowly, she snaked her white fingers over the waist band, and began to pull them down in the front...Holly watched intently as Tracy lowered D's skivvies. She couldn't wait to finally see her sister cured of racial prejudice... in the most fun way possible!

Holly and the two other guys watched as Tracy came face to face with her first black cock. She gasped as she reached into D's underwear, pulling out an 8 inch SOFT black cock. She stared at it, as if in a trance, and slowly began to lovingly pump it.. watching it grow in her tiny white hands. Suddenly, Michael whispered something to Holly, causing her face to form a wicked smile. Holly got on her knees next to her sister, and began to talk to her...

"See it Tracy? See how beautiful it is?" Holly said, "Take it in your mouth... its incredible!"

Silently, Tracy did as her sister suggested, taking the big black cock in her mouth and sucking it in. As erotic as the events were, there was still a part of Tracy that was disgusted by what she was doing. There she was, a tall, pretty, intelligent blonde woman, belittling herself by sucking a black man's cock. But it was now only part of her that was angry and disgusted, physically Tracy was very aroused. she even unknowingly dropped her hand down to her groin to rub herself through the thin white material of her slacks. Tracy then realized that her Holly's hand was already there, rubbing her, as she whispered "Suck it Tracy, suck that big nigger's cock... you love it don't you? Swirl your tongue around his head"

Holly watched her sister closely, as her pretty white face bounced up and down on D's enormous cock. Her pretty blond pony tail bounced on her back as she bobbed up and down, taking more and more of his length into her mouth. Holly rubbed her sister's shoulders and continued whispering instructions... Tracy's racism was slowly slipping away, being replaced by rampant lust. Finally, D spoke.

"Okay, that was pretty good prep, bitch," D said, pulling away from Tracy's mouth, "now its time to get some of that sweet white pussy!"

Holly immediately pulled her sister to her up off the floor, and then dropped to her knees, working her fingers into Tracy's waist band...yanking her pants down around her sister's ankles. Holly left her sister's soaked panties on... evidence of her incredible arousal. The sudden movement, and the constriction of the pants around her ankles caused Tracy to topple backwards onto her bed... Tracy looked up to see the erect black cocks of the other two men who were standing above her... instinctively she grabbed one in each hand and started pumping. Holly stood behind D, kissing his neck as he looked at the beautiful white prize that lay before him on the bed.

"Look at dat!" D said, watching Tracy pumping his friends' cocks. "Guess you' ready fo' some black cock in you' pussy now?"

"YES" Tracy cried, GOD YES!! I.... I love black cock! I LOVE FUCKING THESE BIG NIGGERS!!"

"It must be a ****** trait!" laughed Holly, playfully pulling at D's now-hard 10-inch black cock.

"All in good time girlie," D said, "for now, I think you can help me put this where it belongs!" He nodded toward's Tracy's still pantied-pussy..

"Gladly," Holly said, pushing the crotch of her sister's panties aside and positioning D's cock at the entrance of Tracy's never-blacked cunt. As D moved forward, Holly slowly rubbed the head of his cock along her sister's pussy lips. To Holly's surprise, Tracy bucked her hips upwards, anxious for D's cock to get inside her. Holly gently slipped D's cockhead into her sister's pussy, then reached around the D's ass, cupping one of his muscular black cheeks in her white hand, clenching her nails... urging him forward, and into her sister's pussy.

"That's enough girl," D said to Holly, gently pushing her aside, "I'll take over now!"... with that he violently pushed the first 6 inches of his thick black cock into Tracy's tight white pussy, his thickness stretching her to her limits.

"OOHH!!! FUCK!!" Tracy screamed out in pleasure as D pushed rotated his hips, pushing the rest of his cock in slowly, only to pull out and then thrust into her pussy again...each time just a little deeper...a little faster... Soon Holly's hands moved over Michael and John's cocks in time with D's thrusts. Her firm breasts bounced wildly up and down as D pounded further and further, faster and faster, harder and harder, into her pussy.

Holly stared at her sister... laughing at her newfound lust, "Tracy! Not only are you fucking black men...niggers! But 3 at once! What WOULD daddy think?"

"I .... I.." Tracy squeeked, as D pounded into her..."I..... I don't care what daddy thinks! I LOVE BLACK COCK!!! YEESSSSSS!!!!"

Realizing her sister was making a lot of noise in the apartment, Holly turned on the stereo, just to compete with the sounds of sex, Shania Twain's "Honey, I'm Home" blaired on the stereo. What she didn't see was Michael coming up behind her.. She jumped in surprise as he grabbed her hips and pushed his cock against her ass.

"OH, no, wait! I've never done that..." Holly protested weakly. Ignoring her, Michael, roughly grabbed a handful of her blond hair and steared Holly over to the bed, where her sister was, throwing her down beside Tracy. Michael smacked her ass as he pushed his thick black cock deep inside her. Holly winced at the pain, but soon was overcome with pleasure at her reaming... John looked down at the erotic sight before him... two, beautiful, blonde twins, each with one of his buddies' black cocks slamming into them. Not to mention that Tracy was now pulling his cock to her mouth, sucking and licking at his cock head as D continued pounding into her tight pussy.

Suddenly, D let out a bellow, pulling out of Tracy's cunt and shooting his thick, sticky cum all over her breasts. Holly stared at the thick globs of cum on her sisters heaving, glistening breasts.

"Lick it bitch" said Michael, pushing Holly's head down into her sister's sticky cleavage,... she began to lick her Tracy's breasts...sucking the cum from her sisters soft skin. This was too much of a sight for the other men to bear and both Michael and John came now, in thick heavy streams.

John's hit Holly in the face, and she leaned in close to Tracy's face... Tracy looked into her sister's lust-filled eyes, and took her turn licking cum from her sibling's soft, alabaster skin, letting the warm saltiness slide on her tongue... then kissing fer sister, and using her tongue to push the cum into her mouth.

D pulled away from the bed and laughed as he opened the closet door, revealing Terry's camera, hidden in the closet. It was a back up plan... just in case Tracy had wanted to stop sexing black men after that night. "Guess we don't need this.... no need for daddy to know that both his little girls love black cock!"

"Yeah," Michael chuckled at the girls, "but I bet your redneck daddy would love to watch two blonde twins goin' at each other.."

"Michael!" Holly said, pretending to be insulted, "we're sisters!"

"And his *********!" finished Tracy.

"Don't matter," said Michael, "all you damn crackers love ******!"

The girls laughed at the joke... they didn't care that their father and their race had just been insulted. These girls didn't see some insult coming from a 'nigger'. Their black masters made a joke, and they thought it was funny. Holly and Tracy got into a 69 on the bed, and began to entertain their men in every way they wanted for the rest of the night.

Chapter 5: The GAME

The last holdouts were Jenny and Becky, and had no real solutions. Terry concluded that only brute force would get Becky to participate. She would be at the party already, so all they had to do was make sure she didn't leave. Doug arranged for two friends to take charge of that assignment. It would be fitting that Becky's future husband, Brad, would be taken out and gotten ***** by several of Doug's black buddies while a gang of black ball players took turns fucking the sweet cunt of his future bride.

As Terry laid in bed that night filled with excitement and satisfaction, she pondered how to get their plan finalized. She didn't see a problem though, as she was absolutely certain that she had read her coach correctly. Under some pretense, she would get her coach to the boy's locker room and once there, she was positive Coach Carter would hesitate to sample the forbidden fruits, but with a little work, she'd join in the fun. And, she reminded herself, there would be plenty of fruit there. No less than twenty-five black studs from the combined teams would be there to give every cheerleader present her fill of hard black cock. She fell asleep dreaming of just how awesome the party was destined to be.

It was an absolutely awesome game. Fast paced and high scoring, the rival team threatened but never overcame the slim lead enjoyed by the home team. Coach Carter's cheerleaders worked the crowd into a frenzy like she had never seen and she beamed with pride as they leaped and jumped and flaunted their tight little asses to the pleasure of the crowd. As the final buzzer sounded, all the girls threw their pom-poms in the air and fell to the floor in one well-timed motion. The crowd roared and the cheerleaders got up and raced off the court to the girl's locker room where Tracy was waiting, as Holly had told her to do. Terry was particularly happy as she toweled the sweat off her face and when she saw that Tracy had worn her nurse's uniform. The plan was working and she began to imagine what would soon be happening on the other side of the gym in the hot, sweaty boy's locker room. She didn't have long to wait... The door in the back of the locker room opened, the door that led to a back hallway that connected the two locker rooms. Doug peaked in and waved to Terry and the other girls... "Time to party ladies, lets go!"

Unlike at professional games. College locker rooms are off limits to the press and casual visitors. Within fifteen minutes after the game buzzer had sounded, the only people left in the boy's locker room were the two teams, two coaches, and most of Jenny's cheerleaders. It had been learned that the rival school's cheerleaders had planned to participate, but an unfortunate slip of the tongue to their unsympathetic coach had led to them being whisked away at the end of the game. Fortunately, that coach only thought it was a party and having no knowledge of the real plan, was just being cautious to keep from being blamed for a drinking violation or rowdy conduct at a rival school. The significance of this turn of events would soon become evident to all.

As Jenny headed back to the locker room, she was accompanied by Becky. She was the only one was still out in the court... for some reason. She had been busy flirting with her boyfriend, Brad, the captain of the football team. The most remarkable thing about this 'storybook' couple is that they were both virgins. Jenny knew this because Becky, despite looking like a California blonde, was quite religious and proud of her virginity. As they walked to the locker room, Becky was beaming about how Brad had gotten her the engagement ring she wanted, and showed it to Jenny. Brad came from a pretty well-to-do ******, and the ring certainly showed it! Becky was also very excited about winning the big game. Of all the girls, she took school spirit and loyalty the most seriously.

When they got to the locker room, they were surprised to see only one girl was there, Heather, and she looked very worried

"Where are the others? Are they dressed already?" Jenny asked.

"Oh.... Coach, " Heather said, gravely, "the girls... they... the guys swarmed them after the game, Terry was saying something about celebrating their victory!"

Jenny went white as a sheet when she heard this. The basketball team was entirely black. Thanks to her 'conservative' (that is to say prejudice) southern upbringing, Jenny immediately feared that those 'nigger boys' were up to no good with her sweet innocent girls. She'd been given strict instructions by the Dean of Athletics, a crusty old redneck, that she was to make sure nothing 'inappropriate' happened between the cheerleaders and the players. Jenny knew that this was code for 'keep the niggers away from our women'. Either way, Jenny knew if something were to happen, her ass was out of a job!

"Well," Jenny said, hiding the trepidation in her voice, "we'll see about this! I'm going to their Coach right now!" I headed to the mens locker room. The girls followed close behind. I thought that it was just their curiosity. Heather had fulfilled Terry's part of the plan perfectly.

But when Jenny, Becky, and Heather got to the locker room... the party was in full swing. Just as Terry had planned.

Jenny opened the door, the girls followed closely behind her. The first thing she noticed was the steam and the noise, not that unusual. The showers are located near the locker room entrance, and the showers were obviously running. As she walked into the room, past the shower area, the steam began to clear. And when the shapes came into full view, shenearly died from shock!

The large locker room had eight rows of lockers with aisles between them. Each aisle had changing benches down their center. Jenny gulped as her mind reeled at the sight before her. She spun around suddenly as she heard a heavy latching sound and saw two naked black players standing in front of the double-locked doors. Turning back around she again feasted her eyes on a sight that caused her to nearly faint. Naked and near-naked kids were everywhere she looked - and they were not just holding hands.

Jenny stood petrified as she watched the scene unfolding before her. Her most bizarre, unspoken fantasy was being performed in living color before her very eyes and she was like a fly on the wall - watching the black and white bodies intermingling as sounds of excitement and pleasure began to filter through to her conscious mind. Her breathing was labored and she felt suddenly cold as a flash of guilt shuddered through her. "My girls," she said without being heard by anyone. "Oh my God, I can't believe it."

But believe it she did. Terry had left her side and walked over to her boyfriend who quickly threw her cheerleader uniform to the floor and pushed her down on it. With her shoulder-length dark brown hair spread out on the floor and her blue eyes filled with lust, her porcelain skin stood in stark contrast to the blackness of Doug as he descended upon her. Jenny stood still and watched Doug's ten inch ebony shaft disappear into Terry's cunt. She glanced around and realized there were over there were nearly 30 people in the locker room and she and her cheerleaders were only ten of them. Then she saw ... but wait, she'd already seen Holly.... was that... it was! Tracy!!? That made it eleven. Jenny looked around the room to find each of her girls and they were all there - every one.

Chapter 6: Jenny's Story

Wait...

.......I have to interrupt your reading here. I have to take over now, and tell the story from my point of view.

In my wildest dreams I had never pictured such a sight. The players and my girls had a ten minute start before Becky and I entered and evidently there was no time wasted in Getting Down, as they say. Everyone knew what they were there for except Becky and me. I must have stood there for several minutes transfixed at the assorted bodies before me. This can't be happening...it must be a dream and I will awaken soon? No, Dear Heart, this is real and soon you will be a part of it. The glistening black bodies mixed with the pink white bodies of my girls was more than my Pussy could stand. Even if I wanted it to stop, my Cunt was begging me to see more, do more, become a part of it. In every part of the locker room there were bodies mingled like a can of worms. It was a moving puzzle of Fucking and Sucking. My eyes darted from couple to couple. It was impossible to count them all. Here before me was my wildest dream come true.

There, right in front of me was Holly. Holly had moved here from Texas and has been on the squad for over a year. A lot of guys go after her, and with good reason. She's a friendly, flirty, beautiful young woman. She's about 6 feet tall, with wavy blonde hair, blue-green eyes, freckles, and an beautiful, innocent smile. I'd say she's about a C cup, with a 'well-balanced' figure. But when I saw her at that moment she was only wearing her red & white cheerleading skirt, and sitting in the lap of a very large, very naked black man. She looked up at me with a glazed look in her eyes, and flashed me a smile...and it didn't look very innocent! As I looked around, with my mouth open in shock, I saw several other black men and my other girls, Leah and Courtney, in similar states of undress.

Just then I snapped out of my stupor to see Heather and a black man take Becky by the arm and lead her toward four Black players. The guys stood still and watched as Heather began to undress Becky.

"You can't, don't......leave me alone! Get your nigger hands off me," she screamed as several black men took over and threw her forcefully down upon the mat and began to grope and paw at her. Her outfit was soon stripped away to reveal her cute, blonde- haired, tiny light tan-skinned body with oversize tits - every white boy's fantasy girl look. First off was her top and her white lace bra allowing her tanned 34d Breasts to jut forth with hard pink nipples. They guys began to stroke their cocks at the sight of this perfect specimen of nature, tanned to perfection and the long blonde hanging to her waist. Then, the girls tugged at her shorts until they fell to her feet. Blonde wisps of pubic hair protruded through the crotch of her panties. Becky looked directly at Heather for help, with tears welling in her big blue eyes.

"If you are going to get the full treatment, we got to get rid of these." Heather said sweetly, and flatly. The only clothing she had now were her socks and shoes.... and the glittering gold cross necklace between her breasts. Large breasts that big black hands began to paw at.

"No! No!" Becky screamed as she made a feeble attempt to resist her assailants. But there were no white boys here today to see her or for that matter enjoy her. What was clustered around sweet Becky was now a group of five black studs from the other school's team who were about to **** the young coed as all looked on. For a moment I felt sorry for her, but again my horny took over and I thought, "You lucky little Cunt, you are about to get the ride of your life and you are going to love it." I couldn't believe what I was thinking... I'm a married woman... I'm their coach, I should stop this... but... I just couldn't. The players took over at this point and eight black hands found their way in and around that beautiful white body. One guy from the other team lifted her off the floor while kissing her square on the mouth. The guys carried Becky to a nearby table and placed her on it, naked and spread for action. One of the guys knelt before her shrine and began to lick her womanhood with long tongue strokes. The sight of that red tongue and that black face probing that pink pussy was more than my Pussy could stand. Without moving a muscle I began to climax. It was wonderful.

As more black hands fondled her all over, she began to relax. She hung limp in the Black mans arms while her feet dangled a foot off the floor and three sets of hands began to explore her body. I watched as one of the guys eased a finger inside her pussy, then removed it, wet with her juices and licked it. "MAN, THAT IS SOME SWEET PUSSY."

Heather piped up, "It should be nice and tight...It has never had a Cock in it!"

"You mean these white boys haven't tried this pussy yet?"

"I think she is saving it for her intended, Brad, but we want her to have an option."

"Right," shouted Terry, from her place in Doug's lap, his cock pushing up insider her pink pussy, "If after tonight, she still wants to marry a white boy with a puny little white cock, then we will wish her well, but some of us know the real joy of Black Cock and we want her to at least have a choice!....whether she wants that choice or not!"

The cutest of the girls was on her knees surrounded by five players who were waving their cocks and taunting her as she cowered in fear. The other girls were shouting, daring her to do it. "Go on Becky!" Do it! Reach out and take one!" they took turns saying. You're not leaving until you give it up to the guys. Try it ... you'll like it." The guys were less gentle with her. One slapped her in the face with his meaty black tube and demanded "Suck it, cunt! Suck my nigger dick!" Another reached down and groped her tits through her torn blouse. Becky remained recalcitrant as the group began to chant "fuck the little bitch - fuck the little bitch" over and over again. Finally one of the boys could wait no longer and jacked a spewing load all over Becky's face. As the streams of thick white semen arched from his cock head to her forehead, her big blue eyes blinked in reflex as the first stream struck. Becky was soon drenched from forehead to chin with sticky cum. That seemed to do something. Becky reached for one of the cocks being dangled in front of her face and pulled it to her mouth. "All right!," the boy hooted as she took his cock head between her lips. "Bitch is gonna suck me!" Most of the team knew Becky was a stuck up rich white bitch and seeing her sucking a brutha's cock had them all dancing with glee. "Oh, what would daddy say?" one said. "Think daddy knows how much his baby likes to suck on nigger dick?" With her obvious prejudice broken, it was now a simple matter to get Becky on her back and take that virgin white cunt she was saving for Brad. The honor went to the home team Captain, a huge stud named James, who had warned all his teammates before the orgy began that Becky's cunt first belonged to him. "Fill that little spoiled white cunt with nigger seed!" Terry cried out as James put the head of his big black cock at her virgin hole. "You know she is fertile. Knock the little bitch up!" James wasted no time. Becky cried out as the big black cock perforated her hymen and pushed into her untouched depths. She bled a little as James began to fuck her cunt hard and deep and she whimpered as she realized how much she loved the feeling of his cock inside of her. James came too quickly and cursed as he pulled his spent cock from her tight slippery hole and motioned for the next boy to take his place. "Say it," a voice called out. "Say - I love nigger cock!" the voice said again. Jenny realized it was her saying those words as she watched her young charge being ***** before her very eyes. Everyone was quite surprised when Becky started to repeat the coach's words. "Fuck me, fuck me, please," she said. "I love your nigger cock so much. The line was over ten boys long and Becky begged each one to fuck her and fill her cunt with their nigger sperm. Everyone else stopped fucking for a while... just to watch all the excitement and the other cheerleaders began cheering as Becky transformed herself into a black-cock slut before their eyes and begged them to make her pregnant and give her a black baby to love. Soon she was engulfed in blackness as the young studs, one by one, took her virginity and introduced her to the consummate pleasure of black cock.

I could see ten beautiful naked white cheerleaders and at least fifteen black players. There might have been more, but in the moving crowd, I lost count. In every corner of the locker room there was SEX, SEX, SEX. A scream from the back of the room causes me to turn. It is Brandy the screamer, and true to her reputation for being loud when in heat, she lets out a blood curdling scream that caused everyone in the room to go suddenly quiet. I looked in her direction to see two Black men locked into her Cunt and Ass with two gigantic cocks. As Brandi's 5'7" slender, blonde- haired body bobbed up and down on her first black cock, she cried out like a banshee as the pleasure of fucking overcame her innocent reserve. She still had her cheerleading outfit on, but her panties were gone and the boys...the MEN.. fucking her held her skirt up around her waist to give everyone a clear view of his cock as it pistoned in and out of her tight little virgin tunnel. Even from the distance, I could see how Brandi's eyes rolled as she shuddered with the immense pleasure of her first black fuck. She sits astride one while the other takes her from the top and penetrates her sweet pink asshole with what looks like a mile of Prick. The pain momentarily overrides her pleasure..."Stop them somebody, they are ripping me apart. COACH, do something, they are killing me." I stand helpless as I watch my girl in sexual torment. Then just as suddenly as the screams had begun, they subsided and I see now that Brandi is moving in the rhythm of the two men and no more screams. Instead, I here a purring sound, like a contented cat. The purr evolves into a lustful growl....."Please don't stop, Fuck me hard and deep. Make me cummmmmm, Oh My God.....Fuck me you Big Black Bastards!" We all stand transfixed as three human bodies expel three loads of delightful CUM, all at the same time.

Between the fourth and fifth rows of lockers, Irish-born Leah had her 34D breasts groped by a skinny young black man as she sucked his cock. Looking closely, one could see a thin trail of semen trickling from her loose cunt to the hard wooden bench top beneath it. There is also a big strapping hunk of black stud standing behind her waiting for his turn to exchange some body fluids with this rebellious exchange student who had finally decide that her strict Catholic upbringing had denied her too many pleasures of life.

On a mat nearby was Terry's best friend Courtney - a black-haired, fair-skinned, freckle-faced fiancee whose last fling before marriage would not likely endear her to the white boy that hoped to take her cherry on their wedding night. Courtney has shoulder- length black hair in a shag-cut. She has an almost porcelain complexion and light blue eyes. She had one huge black cock in her ass while another filled her cunt and made her literally the "white filling" in an oreo sandwich. One young boy standing over her had just jacked off his milky load on her freckled face as she screamed in ecstacy as her first double penetration took her over the orgasmic edge time and time again. It would only be a matter of seconds before her two black studs would fill her cunt and ass with their hot sperm too. And there were two more guys standing beside them waiting to take their place with her. Only the guys close to this cluster fuck heard the big buck fucking her cunt declare that his big, black "nigga" dick had just taken the white bitch's cherry.

Dianna was in one corner with her boyfriend Wes. Wes was the first black boy she met when Diana introduced them that first day and revealed to her that others in the group liked black as well. He was not on the team - only 6'2" and 195 pounds, he truly loved Dianna and was so proud to be dating the pretty blonde-haired, green eyed, big-breasted water girl for the cheerleading squad. I knew they were in love as I watched Dianna run her long white fingers through Wes' short curly black hair as he gently made love to her amidst the interracial orgy going on all around them.

I couldn't see did not see everything that was going on. There was fucking and sucking in the showers, on the floor, on the benches, and on the mats. Ten young white girls were being ravaged by one black cock after another and the coach's arousal could not be contained much longer. I looked back to see Doug fucking Terry in the ass as another black cock strained to go down her throat.

It was like an out of body experience. I felt that I was floating over the entire room, looking down upon every conceivable sex act known to man. I became aware that Heather was now pulling down my shorts. I not only couldn't resist, I was wishing she would move faster. I wanted to be naked among my girls and join in the fun. My Cunt was on FIRE. Every nerve in my body was alive with passion.

Suddenly I noticed Heather standing in front of me.... staring deep into my soul with her steel-grey eyes. Heather stood and faced me and kissed me on the mouth, giving me a real tongue lashing. "NO... Heather... no, wait..." I tried to pull back at first, but she was strong, pulling me close to her and probing my mouth with her tongue. I felt her hands at the base of my tee-shirt, pushing her soft hands under my shirt, over my sports bra... She broke our kiss momentarily and pulled my arms up in the air, pushing my tee shirt over my head and arms. She then began her descent to my titties, pushing my bra over my breasts and sucking each hard pink nipple. I was about to cum again. I held her head to my breast and stroked her long brown-black hair. I couldn't watch her... my eyes were still glued to the events in the room. She then fell to her knees and licked her way down my belly and to my pubic hair. Snaking her fingers into the waistband of my shorts, she eases my them down, pushes the crotch of my soaked panties aside and eases a finger into the depths of my wetness and hits my G spot. I closed my eyes and pictured the pretty face of sweet Heather probing deeply with her tongue. God! it was like a jolt of electricity had hit me. I begged her to suck me and she did just that. The tip of her tongue on my erect clit brought forth a mind blowing climax. I nearly passed out.

Regaining my senses I was aware that there were several black men standing around me. They lifted me to my feet. I felt weak in the knees as I began to feel a lust building inside of me. Since my first day at school I'd watched the interaction of the black boys and white girls and grew increasingly aroused at the images that formed in my mind. Rob was a wonderful husband and lover, but thoughts of him never quite took me to the level of arousal I sometimes felt whenever she would think about being with a black man. As much as I wanted to share the fantasy with him, I was sure he could not deal with it emotionally. It seemed like a bad time to be thinking of Rob though, as I had found herself in situation which left no room for consideration of his emotions. But... still, I couldn't betray him... could I?

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Then I saw HIM... A tall black god in the blue and gold uniform of the other team. Not just any member of the team, but the captain of the other ball team was moving toward me. As he neared, he pulled his jersey off and exposed his chiseled black torso with awesome "six-pack" abs. I instinctively put out my left hand to stop him but he kept walking until my hand pressed against his hard, muscular, sweaty black chest. A jolt of electricity energy raced through me as he took my tiny white hand and engulfed it in his thick, dark palm. The skin contrast practically hypnotized me as he held my hand and stared into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Then, still looking into my emerald green eyes with his smouldering brown eyes, he smiled. As my team of cute white cheerleaders were being fucked all around her, I knew that she was destined to be next. The boy - no the man - in front of me was fucking me with his eyes and I could feel it all the way down to her toes. In a defiant act of ownership, the black hand holding mine took my diamond wedding ring and rolled it around my finger once or twice before slipping it free. My eyes followed it as he slipped it from my finger, and held it up to her briefly before dropping it on the concrete floor below...

In one symbolic gesture, stating to everyone who saw that me, that ownership had been transferred. The sound of my ring hitting the floor reverberated in my head and brought me out of a trance to the sound of laughter. He laughed when he saw how erect my pink nipples were... how excited I was. I could hardly keep her mind on what was really happening to me as my senses were filled with the overwhelming sights and sounds of the orgy taking place all around my. At one point I realized that the only white cunt not filled with black cock was mine.

As much as I loved my husband, I also loved the contrast of skin colors as this unnamed black stranger put his unshaven black face to my breasts and sucked painfully on one nipple and then the other. My skin was just so white and he was so black! He sucks my breast while Heather pulls his shorts down. I feel something rubbing against my panties...I think it's Heather tongue again, but it can't be, as she is kissing me again. I stare at her, dazed....my vision is momentarily blocked. I realize my sports bra is no longer in place. What is this thing now touching my Pussy? I look down over my sweating white skin, between my heaving breasts, down past my flat lily white tummy... Heather's hands have pushed down the front of his shorts.... and in her hand, aiming at my pussy is... the biggest cock I'd ever seen. It was three times the size of my husband's. What made this even more exciting for me was that it was Black, Hard as a rock and sticking straight out at me. The team captain is standing at least a foot away from me and the head of this monster is actually touching me! More Black men surround me.

"From this moment on," the man said, "White Slut, you will be a willing Whore for Black Meat. You will never again climax with a White Cock. You are going Black and you Ain't never coming back."

With that he placed my tiny white hand on that Black Monster meat. I could feel it throb in my hand and I could not close my fingers around it. God, how I wanted to suck on it. "Stroke it Pretty Lady, make Charles's black prick yours. Kneel and take it in your mouth."

Doing as I was told I kneeled and began to worship at the crotch of this giant of a man. What beautiful balls swung below the base of his Cock. I gently took it in my hand and hefted its weight... it seemed softer than I thought it would be. GOD, does this thing get bigger? I pumped my hand along the length of his shaft... my slim white fingers contrasting with his thick black cock. Then, I felt him pushing at the back of my head, pulling me closer to it. "Suck it bitch...suck my big nigger cock!" I eased the head of it between my painted lips. It was like trying to suck a tennis ball. The pink and purple head was in my mouth and he was pushing forward while the girls and the other guys cheered me on. I was about to gag. After all, a woman can only take so much Prick before choking. I gasped for air, but found myself wanting to swallow the entire Cock. I was at the point of no return. I've deep throated my husband and thought it was easy, but here I am with less than three inches in my mouth and I am about to faint.

"It's time to fuck Coach T!" one of the players declared. Indeed it was. I stood in front of the other kids almost as aspectacle - my clothes virtually torn off and only sheer soaked panties left to protect any sense of modesty.

The team captain just laughed as he signaled to the less-busy members of his team who quickly took positions around their Captain and me. "Lift her into position and hold her pretty ass level." Grasping my arms and legs, the team lifted me off the ground and laid me out horizontal across their hands and arms, holding me up in the air at waist level. Someone grabbed the waistband of my panties and ripped them off forcefully to make access for their leader. Then as the Captain stepped between her legs, his teammates pulled them wide apart.

I came to my senses and realized what was about to happen.

"Oh, No! Please! You can't," I protested. "I"m married ..... my husband ..... I'm not on the pill." My pleas were futile. The Captain pushed his hard black dick against the entrance of my unprotected womb to the cheering of the entire group. I mention my husband and how wrong this is. More laughter as they insult my husband with slurs about white men and their tiny Dicks. Then I hear how superior Black Cock is to the white ones. and how they are going to make me theirs. Two more of those giants held me spread open and in line with the Cock that was to change my life forever. He eased the head inside my dripping Cunt and paused.

"Hooray!" they cried as his cock head split my moist lips and slipped easily inside my waiting cunt. "The coach has been blacked!" they said, and began chanting.. "Go Jenny, Go Jenny, Go Jenny..." in rehearsed unison. And blacked I was. He begins his push forward as I am held in place....two inches, three inches then without warning he sinks it into me as his black balls slap against my ass. The twelve inch monster was soon striking hard blows at the mouth of my never-fertilized uterus while other black cocks soon filled my mouth and slapped against her lily white skin. "Can your husband give you that, bitch?" one man said said. "He's gettin' pussy that your little white-dicked hubby has never touched!" another chided. "You've just been taken by SUPERIOR black cock, now baby, and there ain't no turning back!" It feelt as if the head of that beautiful Cock was near my navel on the inside. I felt as If I were being torn apart. I looked up around me at the wall of black muscle that surrounded me and held me in place while he rammed into my pussy. I looked down over my glowing white body.. my bouncing milky-white breasts, my flat lily white tummy, my alabaster thighs wrapped around his ripped black torso... his dark chisled abs constrasting with my soft, white, toned thighs. And then I looked down at the contrast of his huge, thick, BLACK cock ramming into my soft red- blonde pussy. His pubic hair pressed into my sensitive clit and I began to cum, cum, cum. Never, had I felt like this before. I felt complete for the first time in my entire life. But then I see him grimace... I know he's about to cum and my mind tries to take control of my lust...

"PLEASE!!" I cry, "PULL OUT! I'll get pregnant!"

"Are you SURE?" he says pulling his cock out.... leaving me feeling empty.... I had not realized that I was so close to the most powerful orgasm of my life... I found myself uncontrollably bucking my hips at him as he stroked that foot long black tool.... I can't resist.... I was so close...

"use....Please, put a condom on and fuck me!" I said.

They all laughed...."Aint' got no condoms baby... you ride bareback or you don't ride!"

I stare at the cock.... I try to think of my husband. I look to my hand for my wedding ring, the symbol of my love for him, only to remember the gold wedding band was somewhere on the floor... I try to think of my husband, but as I stared at that enormous, thick, black cock, glistening with my juices.... I just can't remember what my husband looks like!

"Okay... but...be...careful" I croak

"What's that?" the stud taunts mercilessly, "what do you want me to do?"

"I ... I want you to have sex with me..." I say.

"NO.... you want me to FUCK YOU with MY BIG BLACK COCK! You are a whore, a slut for black cock and you want to be fucked by BIG BLACK COCK..."

"I ...I want you to fuck me." I say

"SHOUT IT SOUTHERN BELLE!" he shouts, "TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU WANT MY BIG NIGGER COCK IN YA!"

I can't take anymore... I need him..."I NEED YOU!! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG NIGGER COCK! FUCK MY WHITE SLUT CUNT WITH THAT BIG BLACK COCK!!"

"I knew you'd be ours" He said, grabbing my thighs and ramming into my pussy as deep and as hard as he could.... easier to do since I was opened by his size earlier.

I screamed in pain and pleasure as his thick black cock plowed into me... slamming into my unprotected pussy. The girls and guys, aware of what was happening shouted out cheers of encouragement... to him... "MAKE HER YOURS!!" and "SHE'S A BLACK LOVER NOW!! NO MORE FOR HUBBY!!!"...and those shouts weren't just coming from the men... they were coming from my cheerleaders. My young, white, cheerleaders! I felt pain as the huge black shaft banged against my womb. I had never felt anything so deep before. My rugged, muscular fucker pounded me with a steady pace that quickly triggered not one - but several quick orgasms from me soul. I'd never felt that way with Rob. My husband loved with intensity but it was nothing compared to what I was being overwhelmed by as my cunt devoured its first black cock.

Some of the men standing around me began to cum... shooting thick, sticky semen all over my glowing white flesh. "Oh my God!" I cried out as I felt the first blast of hot semen splattered my soft white skin. "It's burning me! Jesus! God! Don't stop fucking me yet!"

Finally Charles grimaces again. With one last thrust he buries his thick, potent, black cock in my pussy to the hilt, into my fertile white womb and shoots his load deep inside me and I feel the hot jism filling my Pussy as he eases out and swings free with my pussy juices glistening on his black limber shaft. I feel the hot spurts coating the inside of my womb. Then I see Courtney kneel and take his cock into her mouth and proceed to clean our juices from that black snake of a Cock. As Courtney finished her cleanup job, I felt hungry mouths in the area of my Pussy. I look down to see Heather and Brandy doing a clean up of the Coach. They took turns sucking my Pussy and sucking the Black Man cum from deep inside me. The guys who were holding me in place lowered me to a pad on the floor.

"OK Guys and Gals . the Coach has had her introduction to Black sex, now lets give her what she needs a lot more of!" I had lots of boys lined up for me and they were anxious for their turn with the coach. While my squad looked on, their Coach Carter took them one by one. It didn't take all that long. Some just jacked-off on my breasts and face. A couple tried my ass and the rest just spermed my cunt like the Captain did. Black cocks kept appearing from every direction, they'd fuck me, more men fucked me....in my pussy, between my breasts, in my ass, in my mouth. Sometimes two or three at once, then it seemed like the whole team. I felt a mouth on each tit, a Black Dick in my mouth, someone was sucking my toes. At one point they have me sitting on a black man with a black cock up my ass, one up my cunt, another fucking my soft white breasts, and yet another fucking my mouth. Black hands caressed my entire body. I felt a Cock enter my pussy, they turned me so one could penetrate my ass. I see my soft white hands caressing these black cocks while I watch my wedding ring as it glitters on the floor where it had been tossed. If there is a Fucking Heaven, this has to be it. "Lets give Coach a cum bath..." With that the players formed a ring around me, standing Cocks in hand and stroking. There were at least ten Black cock heads pointing toward my snow white body. I lay there not knowing what to expect. Then, in a few short minutes I felt the first load hit my body square between my tits, then another hit me in the face, then one in my pubic hair. A sea of cum showered down on me. It felt like a quart of gooey man cum... By the time the line was done, I'd had taken twenty-two young blacks. Everyone applauded as Istruggled to drag my worn-out body to my feet, but finally I was standing and laughing at the sight in front of me.

"OK Girls, clean up time." It was Terry calling the girls into battle. Holly, Brandy, Heather and Becky knelt beside me and began to lap up this beautiful cum. Holly was cleaning the cum from my tits. She whispered to me...."Want a snowball Coach?"

I didn't know what that meant, but I nodded yes. She and Leah then licked up a mouthful of cum each and said... "Open up Coach." I opened my mouth in time to see Leah about five inches above me. She opened her mouth and cum gushed out of her mouth and dropped into mine. Then Holly did the same. I watched for what seemed like an eternity as that white jism left her sweet mouth and entered mine, "Swallow it Coach, it's delicious." I did... and it was.

Again, I return to the real word and look around to see my girls enjoying a sex circus. There are men fucking white bodies everywhere. On the floor, on the benches, by the lockers in the showers. Some are singles, some are multiples and some are standing around just watching. I asked Holly how it was going with her sister Tracy in her introduction to Black Cock ? "Just fine Coach, I do believe she has seen the light....look over there." I directed my gaze to a bench where a white girl was sitting on a Cock and moving in time with the thrusts of Black Meat shoving her high into the air as she rode it like a bucking bronco. In each white hand she held a Black Cock and her moans told the whole story. Yes, Tracy had overcome her prejudices. Then we see Jackie make her way toward the tangled three....... Everyone had forgotten about Jackie. This muscular 5'10", 140 pound green-eyed blonde did not say a lot or crave the crowd's attention. She usually just did her thing. Everybody knew she loved black guys and went to every practice just to watch them get sweaty and play. Her dark-tanned body seemed almost as dark as some of the lighter-skinned black players, but her long, straight blonde hair left no doubt that she was Caucasian. What everybody didn't know is that Jackie had caught the eyes of the two black coaches who had slipped her into the adjacent laundry room where they were taking turns giving her some hard black-dicked ass fucking that had her screaming face down in the musty wet towels piled in the floor. The quietest of the cheerleaders had turned into the wildest of them all and this fact would soon be known to Coach Carter and all the other girls. "I'm batting clean up tonight." With that Jackie began to lick her way up and down each cum coated Cock and finished by placing a vacuum on Brandi's swollen Cunt and Asshole with her mouth and drained ever precious drop. She licked her lips as the room cheered.

I looked back over at Courtney. She was almost upside-down, with her shoulders and neck supporting her upperbody resting on one of the dressing benches. Her naked ivory legs hung over the broad, dark shoulders of a black man, with her skirt hanging over her midriff and her panties hanging from one ankle. The black man was tonguing and fingering her pussy, and she was squealing in delight.

Terry stood on a bench...."Give me your attention you Cum Sluts and you Black Cum Factories." How do you like the party so far? Everyone cheered. I think I must have cheered the loudest. "Just to make sure that everyone here gets what they came for and to be certain that we all go home satisfied....Guys, line up for the blow off!!!"

A line of black men stood side by side in a row in front of the lockers. Coach Jenny was elected to go first. "On your knees Sluts and SUCK your way to the end." It was a sea of Black Meat as I knelt before the first guy...."Don't be greedy Coach, save some for the rest of us. " I slowly made my way down the line, followed by my girls, each in her own right, an expert Cocksucker. By the time I reached number four, Terry declared, this is taking too long. OK Girls, every Slut for herself.".....The Girls rushed into battle each zeroing in on a Black Cock. Some were trying to suck two at once. Others sucked for a time, then leaned back for a Jack Off facial. As I sucked one nice long one, I felt a face slide between my thighs. Looking down I see Becky looking up at me. "Do you mind Coach?" I answered by lowering my dripping Pussy into her mouth. She sucked me clean and dry.

Wes and Dianna were now running the camcorder and getting close-ups of everyone in the room. I should have been shy and embarrassed when they came close to my mouth surrounding a huge Black Dick, but instead of shame or prejudice, I felt pride

"Everybody get what they came for?" Terry said grinning as she came up and hugged the me. "You were magnificent, Ms. Carter..... so fucking hot being a slut for black cock like I am."

"So this was your plan?" I asked her.

"Oh, yes," she replied. "A lot of the girls helped me. So did you like it?"

I wasn't sure to how to explain my feelings. They were so confusing - so hard to pin down. I liked what I did all right - no I loved what I did and I knew that with those feelings I had some serious thinking to do. As I drifted off into thought, one of the boys picked up my discarded wedding ring and handed it to me. I clutched it tightly and thought about Rob, who was probably sitting at home waiting for me to arrive, wondering where I was. As everyone got dressed, I went to my office and grabbed an extra pair of sweats to wear home. God.... it was nearly 3am.

Terry ushered us all into the showers to wash up. Imagine twenty eight assorted bodies in one shower room. We soaped and scrubbed each other. I looked around the showers, many of the girls were still making out in the showers. I couldn't believe it when I saw that Terry was on her knees in front of Charles, pumping his big black cock in her hand while here diamond engagement ring glittered. So much for Brad! The warm pulsating water felt really good. Tender Pussies and Limp Cocks were everywhere. As I felt a hand rub my I turned to see Terry.

"I hope you've had fun tonight Coach!" she said.

"Yes..." I croaked, "I think I did... thank you..."

Chapter 7: Robby Learns

I was aglow on the short drive home. My feelings ran rampant as I squeezed my legs together and felt the swollen puffiness of my throughly fucked and leaking cunt. I touched the crotch of my sweat pants and felt it saturated with the juices of sex. My mind raced with ways to explain my lateness and the redness in my cheeks that lingered from the heightened state of arousal I still had yet come down from. The stained pants, the missing underwear - everything he would see would demand an explanation. As I pulled into the driveway, I wasn't sure how I could confess to Rob. He might under- stand a hot fling with the football coach or the sexy math professor I teased him about once - but two basketball teams and their coaches, AND the cheerleaders! Well, that would be another matter. First of all he wouldn't believe it. Second of all, if he did, Rob knew the school's basketball team was entirely black, so he'd know I'd had been fucked by a gang of black kids.

"Oh Jenny," Rob sighed as I walked through the front door. "I was going crazy. Where have you been? It's 3am! Are you okay? Is there anything wrong? He bombarded me with questions of concern as he rushed over to hug me.

As she kissed him a telltale pungent smell filled my nostrils. I pulled away - reassuring him that everything was fine. But as I reached the door of the bedroom, he said something to me. "Honey, since we're both up... maybe we can try for that baby again tonight." I stopped and turned... my mind flashed back to black cock after black cock, their size, their thickness, their quantity... the sheer volume of black seed that had been pumped into white girls that night. "Rob, We need to talk," I sighed walking back into the living room where he stood with a puzzled expression on his face.

I walked over to him and stopped about two feet away from him. I pulled the sweatshirt over my head and dropped it on the floor beside me. I knew he would see the "love bites" all over my breasts. No less than five or six of her studs shot their hot loads on her tits as the orgy was winding to a close. I then slipped her swat pants off and kicked them aside as Rob's eyes got big.

"What the.......?" He stammered as he looked me up and down closely. His shock was gradually changing to anger. But somehow, I wasn't interested. "Where have you....?"

The ringing doorbell abruptly stopped him mid-sentence. I was naked and Rob was clad in his underwear. Rob was walking towards the door when it burst open and kids began to file in.

"What the hell is going on!" Rob demanded as Terry, Courtney, Leah, Brandi, Holly and Becky walked in the house followed by a dozen or so of the college's basketball team. "Cover up, for Christ's sake he screamed at me, his naked wife who made no effort to conceal herself from their late night visitors.

"It's okay honey" I said "I was just starting to tell you.....they, well they have seen it all already."

"Yeah man," one of the black kids blurted out. "Awesome fucking pussy, man!"

Rob was speechless. He turned to me and then back to the kids who had already shut the door and made themselves at home. "Will somebody tell me what the fuck is going on here!" Rob said with anger in his voice.

"We brought the party here, Coach T," Terry declared to me as she walked over and pulled her top off in front of Rob. "We need to show your husband how much you like black cock now."

"Yeah, gimme some more of that sweet-ass pussy you got, Coach T. I need to come in it again!" a huge black kid said as he walked over and rubbed my cunt with his big black hand.

Rob lunged at him but was quickly beat up and restrained by the two biggest players. His anger made it necessary to restrain him so they held him while another went to the garage to find something to bind him with. A few minutes later Rob was sitting on the fireplace hearth gagged, bound, and stripped naked. From there he watched round two of the cheerleader blacking party begin.

I talked to Rob - almost apologizing, but not quite saying I was sorry. I couldn't say that really. It just wasn't true. I loved black cock now. "I was about to tell you everything when they showed up," I began. "I wanted you to know what had happened ...... what I had done. Honestly I wanted to share it with you."

Rob tried to speak through the tape but his words were muffled and unintelligible. All the effort he made to struggle free simply made the duct tape tighten around his wrists and ankles. Then, as the only spectator, he watched me, his wife Jenny become the center of attraction. While the cheerleaders removed their clothes, the black basketball players surrounded me as began to caress and fondle my tight white body. While two of them sucked my nipples another rubbed my pussy and slipped a finger inside of my sticky hole. For the first time in our marriage, Rob was watching his wife being touched by another man. What was more than that, while it angered him, it aroused him even more. If anyone had looked his way, they would have seen the material in his jockey shorts tenting as his cock grew hard. A cute little white pitch tent.

"Show Mr. Carter something really hot," Terry told the blacks. "Do everything to her!"

A huge black stud with a shaved head led me to the couch where he sat down and held his cock erect for me. I turned facing my husband on the hearth and lowered myself onto the black shaft that awaited me. My ass hole was still wet from earlier and he found it easy to penetrate my sphincter and shove all of his nine inches deep inside. Then he pulled me down and pushed me up, I started to rise and fall on it as my lover held my milky white tits in his big black athletic hands and helped me get a rhythm. After several minutes of deep ass-fucking, the boy with the biggest cock of them all moved into position between our legs to take his turn at my cunt.

I had done this in the locker room, so I was screaming with pleasure as a second black cock found a willing opening and filled it.

"Jeeeesus! God!" I wailed as the two cocks fucked me in unison. "Oh, jeeez. You're killing me!" I cried as they pumped her faster and faster.

Rob strained to see what was happening to me. All he could get was an occasional glimpse of me, but he knew I was impaled on two huge black dicks and was begging for more. A third man stradled me and shoved his thick black cock between my soft white breasts, squeezing them around his thick dark poll and pumping into them. A fourth kid soon climbed up on the couch and stuffed his cock into my mouth as Rob stared lustily at his slut wife. In his wildest fantasies, he never imagined me fucking a black man - yet here I was filled with black cock and loving it. Rob's guilt could do nothing to minimize his erection. He had never been so aroused or so hard in his life. But nobody noticed, or so he thought.

"Hey look!" Leah exclaimed in her noticeable Irish accent. "Her old man's got a boner from watching!" Rob's embarrassment was complete as she walked over and pulled his shorts down to reveal a throbbing 5-inch white dick. "Poor little thing," she said as she kissed the head and the sucked the whole thing in her mouth for a moment. Rob's eyes lit up for a moment when he saw her pretty red dresses bouncing momentarily in his lap. His smile faded as a black man with a 10 inch cock walked up beside Leah and she pulled off of Robby immediately. "If I didn't have all this nigger dick to suck tonight, I might settle for yours."

Rob's cock stood at attention like a good soldier as he watched me being driven crazy with lust for the black cocks fucking me. He was mesmerize by my muffled screaming for more and the gutteral sounds of animalistic fucking coming from the mouths of the men ravaging me. Then one by one they grunted and filled me, his pretty white wife with their black seed.

"Yeah Robby, you wife is one hot fuck!" One shouted at my husband as he rammed violently in and out of my pussy. "We gonna give her a big belly full of black baby! Bet you wish you'd given her some more attention now, huh?"

The first to pull out had been fucking my mouth and his load gushed from my lips as his cock fell free. Rob saw it dribble from mychin and fall to my tits below. Next came the cunt fucker. He pushed hard against me, mashing his big ebony chest into my cum- splattered milky white chest as he as he released his thick potent seed into my willing womb. I felt the blasts of sperm strike my cervix.

"GIVE IT TO ME!" I begged over and over again. "FUCK ME YOU BIG NIGGERS, FUCK ME HARD!! SHOW THAT WHITEBOY HOW ITS DONE!"

The girls laughed at my language, denegrating my husband.

As the man fucking my cunt withdrew, Rob got a good look at my gaping lips and distended vagina as a river of sperm gushed out and coated the balls of the guy fucking my ass. The guy in my ass pumped a few more times and shot deep into my bowels. Robby saw the lust crazed look in my eyes, the wide stretched orifices of my body. He new that he'd never be able to satisfy me again.

Robby had not noticed that some of the other kids had left the living room and went into other parts of the house. While several fucked on the floor near me, he heard others screaming from the bedroom areas. My husband had met most of the cheerleaders so he knew it was Leah, Courtney, and Brandi getting blacked along with his wife. He also knew Terry who had disappeared and was probably in the bedroom. He didn't know where the other two girls and several boys had gone to but his mind was focused on his wife who now lay on the couch dripping black sperm from every hole she had. Suddenly there was a large commotion and the missing kids came running into the living room. Rob's heart skipped a beat as he saw them carrying my wedding dress. "Look what we found in the closet!" Holly exclaimed. "Isn't this so cool!"

"Coach, put it on for us!" Becky said. "I bet you're gorgeous in it!"

My black studs helped me off the couch an I met the kids in the middle of the floor where they proceeded to dress me like handmaidens in a court... or a virgin for a sacrifice! I saw myself in the mirror, and if I do say so myself I was as beautiful as the day I was wed. Rob remembered that moment and the wedding night that followed. He had to be stunned that I now stood before him again wearing that dress after just being ravaged by so many young black men.

Ron watched helplessly as his lovely bride was led from the living room and out of his sight. With his cock about to burst, he begged to be able to tell his captors to release him. He needed to come so badly and had lost all his will to fight them. He just wanted to watch his wife enjoying sex with her black lovers. He was greatly relieved when the boys came back to get him and appreciative when they cut the tape that bound his hands and feet.

"You gonna be any problem?" One asked him. "You gonna say a word?"

Rob shook his head no. As the tape was slowly pulled from his lips, he gasped for air. The boys led him to the bedroom where he found the other kids standing around the bed. On the bed was me, his lovely Jenny; on my back with the wedding dress pulled up. Terry's boyfriend Doug was between my legs - cock in hand - waiting for Rob to walk in.

"Wh...what are you going to do to her?" Rob stammered.

"Tell him Coach," Terry said harshly. "Tell your husband what you want."

I gazed at my husband and his still-hard cock sticking up in the air. "You know how long we've tried," I told him. "I want a baby...and you can't deliver."

"We're gonna breed the bitch," the boy between my legs said laughing. "Something you can't do my white brother."

My Rob was frozen with fear as he watched his bride receive the young man's cock. A black cock that was thicker than his wrist, and over 12 inches long! He pumped me hard and fast for a good 20 minutes straight and came violently, filling my cunt quickly. As he backed away, a second boy took his place and did the same. Then the third and fourth gave me their sperm loads; and I just cried and screamed and begged for more. !! "Give me a baby! His dick can't do it, but you're BIG BLACK COCKS CAN!!" I screamed as I imagined all the black sperm being planted in my womb. Rob watched quietly as the cheerleaders cheered and the black players took turns trying to impregnate his wife. Nobody watched Rob grab his cock and start to stroke it as his arousal peeked and he knew he had to get relief.

"More cock, more cock!" I screamed as each man withdrew. "Breed my womb! Make a baby in me!" I chanted as I closed my eyes and felt each pulsing cock deposit his gooey sperm load in my fertile canal. Doug laughed at me as he watched me. Terry took Doug aside and dropped to her knees. She looked up in his eyes, with her big baby blues and cleaned my juices off of his cock with her tongue. He ran his hand through her silky brown hair and said, "Baby, you did it, good girl. That bitch is definitely knocked up now."

And so it happened. Twelve black basketball players came to the Carter house that night and all twelve tried to breed the lovely cheerleader coach. Each left his potent black seed in DEEP in my fertile cunt while my "husband's" impotent load was shot onto the floor. The party ended in the early morning hours as the coeds and their stud buddies left and went their own ways. Rob crawled in beside me and fell asleep - but not before his curiosity compelled him to taste the black sperm dripping form his wife's freshly fucked cunt. God, he's just so pathetic. I guess I still love him. I was too excited to sleep. I had had the best sex of my life that night. AND I was finally going to be a mommy!

Epilogue

Cheating, scandals, game fixing, and host of other disreputable things often occur in the world of higher education. Teams get suspended, people get fired and a host of other punishments are metered out to those who offend the alumni or the administration. Fortunately Jenny's college was very liberal and when news of the after game party was finally leaked somehow, Coach Carter defended her girls and the players with a passion never seen by the college president in thirty-eight years of tenure. What he knew paled in comparison to what had been done, and Jenny succeeded in convincing the Chancellor that the whole sordid thing had been instigated by their rival school when they had not been invited to join the beer party. This gave him all he needed to placate the vocal critics.

Within weeks the whole incident was forgotten and Jenny escaped without any consequences - not even a censure. Of course by this time, Coach Carter had turned in her maternity leave paperwork and planned to take her leave at the beginning of her seventh month.

The cheerleading squad had experienced a wonderful season along with the basketball team. Energized in a way few knew, the young black studs found that a steady diet of sexy white cheerleaders made them game winners and continued to build on that success.

Courtney went on to marry her fiancee and introduce him to the pleasures of being a cuckolded husband.

Some years later, Terry married Doug. On her wedding day, to demonstrate her submission to his black cock, she made sure that all her bride's maids came with them on the honeymoon and introduced each of them to black sex.

Heather never lost her taste for girls but found that cock had its place in her life... as long as it was a black cock.

Leah stayed in America, a changed woman, becoming the school slut. She sucked and fucked her way to a reputation that few could envy. There was not a girl or guy safe from her - including the faculty.

Holly fell in love with a nerd in her chemistry class and started dating him - only doing black in support of the team's winning streak.

Her sister Tracy, on the other hand, was expelled during her final year of med-school, after being caught sucking-off 4 black men in her the school parking lot.

Coach Carter and her husband remained together and found a mutual passion. She entertained almost nightly and planed to do so until the end of her 8th month. No black cock was off limits to Jenny including the Chancellor, Dr. Brown, who made sure the coach survived the scandal after learning exactly what had transpired that night. Dr. Brown's thick black cock was a special treat for Jenny, whose plea bargain with him included lifetime access to her black-loving cunt and a promise to bear his child next. She also agreed to give him monthly three-ways with herself and Becky. She was looking forward to spending some quality time with Becky - who was now living with her and Rob. Bred the same night as Jenny, Becky was kicked out of her house and had no place to go. Having betrayed her fiancee, her ******, her church and her school, she had only one place to turn. Since Becky and Jenny might be carrying children of the same father, it seemed only natural that they bond and bear their children together. Rob was working hard to make sure those children have a good home life, and every so often Jenny gives him a hand job.