Lily was born and raised in the alt right. Her father was one of the top guys in the Nationalist movement. He taught her about her heritage,culture, and love for her people. She embraced it her entire life and even got some of the Liberals at her school to convert. She was dating a fellow Nationalist who she met at a Nationalist convention. Everything was going good for her. She got a scholarship to Harvard but her father protested. She told him that she would be fine and he caved.
Now months into her first semester everything wasn't going has planned. Everyone shoved her around and one day had to beat the near daylights out of someone (In self defense of course). Her professor Mr. Johnson hatred her the most. He has tried this last few months to turn her but she just would resist him at every end. He tired to give her assignments to make her think but she would just write in some Nationalist response. On a recent test he didn't even look over her's he just stamped the red 'F' on top and moved on. When she received her exam she was outraged. There wasn't even a mark on a wrong answer and yet a big red 'F' graced the top of the paper.
Kids gave hateful looks to Lily as they walked passed her leaving the classroom. One the class room was empty Mr. Johnson sat at his desk and began to look over papers. Lily grabbed her test and made way towards her professor. Once she was next to him she nearly slammed the paper unto the desk in front of him. It didn't seem to phase him as he continued to grade papers. After a near minute of waiting she cleared her throat. That seemed to get his attention as he put the pen down and looked up to her. His eyes had the look of anger and annoyance in them.
"Can I help you miss Cole?" He asked.
"Yea you can actually grade my test!" She said raising her voice.
"I did grade your test and you failed it." He said turning around and getting back to work.
"No you didn't you just flunked me because of my opinions." She said.
Again he put the pen down and looked up to her but his eyes stopped at her breasts. She noticed this immediately and scoffed in disgust.
"Can you stop looking at my tits and focus on that test?" She asked in an angry tone.
"There is nothing to look at...you failed the test and that's it. You know my policy." He replied.
He had hit Lily's last nerve...she needed to figure out a way to have him change her grade. At this point, there were no other options for her as he was a hard man to reach. At this point, she couldn't fail another test or she would be kicked out of Harvard. She would do what she never has done before...plea.
"Look I'll do whatever you want I just can't fail this exam. The school will kick me out."
Mr. Johnson sighed and decided he would cave...and have some fun at the same time.
"Alright miss Cole...I will give you after-school lessons with extra quizzes. If you pass the quizzes I will change every F to an A."
This was a great opportunity but she knew what he was up to. His dark brown eyes were full of lust.
Lowering her head she knew there were no other options. She did not want to sully herself with a black savage but if she failed this course the school would let her go and that could not be allowed to happen. Was it even worth it spreading her pale legs for her dark professor? The professor sat there checking out the girl as he awaited her response. The girl really was beautiful and it would be an honor to break the girl in. She was a bit shorter than him standing at five foot seven compared to his six foot two frame. She was skinny with a nice large round ass that had to have been worked out. Her breasts were not really large but not really tiny most likely a B cup if the man had to take a guess. Her skin was soft and milky white. The perfect girl for his long black rod.
She looked at him and in a shocking move was considering the offer. Not accepting it would mean that she would most likely be expelled for bad grades. Not that the grades were necessarily her fault but when you are in college full-time and trying to work outside of that to take care of your mom there should be room for some extra help without needing to suck your professor's dick. On the flip side if she accepted she could get a passing grade. On top of that if anyone finds out about it they would never want to touch her again after being defiled by a Black man.
The question now was what was more important? Her grades or her pride? What school would take her to study nursing if she flunked out? It would be a large stain on her resume that would never go away. Perhaps it could stay in the room if the professor could be trusted. “If” was the keyword. An answer had to be given but a decision could not be given then.
“I...I don’t know.”
The professor leaned back in his chair. Her racism was getting in the way. Most students would have said “yes sir anything” by now. No one wanted to flunk out of college or any school level for that matter. This girl would break eventually.
“That’s fine you can go if you want but it’s not going to change your grade.”
She looked back to the floor and took a deep breath. There was no way out of this. It was either accepting whatever “extra credit” was or just starting packing her things.
“Fine. I accept”
His lips crept up into a smile as he stood up.
"Alrighty, Miss Cole we can start now."
She sighed and began to shake with anxiety not really wanting to do what she knew he had planned. However, there really was not a choice. It was probably best to just get it over with and try to forget about it. His eyes again looked the girl up and down as he licked his lips finally getting the opportunity to fuck the girl he has wanted to have all year long.
"Lesson number one...Nationalism equals racism." He said.
Lily changed her mind and went to leave but stopped in her tracks. Professor Johnson watched with interest as the girl pondered what to do. Perhaps this would be it. Professor Johnson would just make her repeat a few phrases and boom free points. Perhaps not. She could feel the eyes burning into her as the man stared at the back of her head waiting for the final official decision.
“Come on say it." He said somewhat impatiently.
Silence filled the room.
"Lily, do you want to stay in this school?" He asked.
"N... an... Nationalism.... e... equals.. r... racism." She stuttered out.
Hearing those words from her lips made him twitch in his trousers but he wanted to hear more confidence in her voice. This half-assed work was not going to do. One had to put everything into their work to earn even basic credit. She would have to put in much more than that to earn this extra credit. There was no slacking in his classroom.
“Say it with more confidence."
“Nationalism equals racism." She repeated with a gulp.
He stood up giving her a “good”. He took a few steps towards her as she took a few back before stopping remembering that she had agreed to this “extra credit” and had to do whatever he wanted. He lifted his right hand stroking her cheek with the back of it. Instinctively she went to pull away but stopped a moment later and let it happen. It disgusted her to have his black flesh touching her milky white flesh. Her soft young flesh was not meant for him yet he seemed to have convinced her to give it up.
A gasp slipped from her lips as he slid his left hand into her pants and rubbed her folds. This was a situation that she did not want to be in. There was no way out he had her up against a wall. He inserted a finger inside of her sliding it back and forth. Pleasure began to fill her body but she denied it...he would not break her.
"White pride is white supremacy."
No. She could not say that. It was a blatant lie just like the last phrase he had her say. This was so stupid but she needed the credit. Maybe she should just say screw it and drop out. Be a stay-at-home wife like she should be and be supported by her husband when she is married. Yet they had already begun and there was no turning back.
"White pride is white supremacy." She repeated in an angry tone while trying to suppress the feelings that the black fingers were giving her.
He knew she was feeling pleasure from him...he knew that her walls were slightly beginning to fall down and he would completely tear them down. Two fingers slid inside of her increasing the pleasure running through her body. She denied herself the pleasure as it was against everything she believed in. He was determined to break her down and rebuild her mind from the ground up. His other hand slid up her shirt squeezing her breasts in his big hand. Her nipples were at attention making him smile. His brown eyes looked deep into her bright blue ones. He could see the look of confusion and lust in them. He then pulled his hand out from her pants and shirt unbuttoning his pants and letting his massive erect cock fall out. Lilly's eyes lit up in disbelief but she soon shut them shaking her head. He pushed her to her knees.
“Open your eyes." He commanded.
When she didn't respond to his command he slapped her face with his member.
"Open your eyes for your credit."
Lily wondered if the credit was even worth it. Everything she had ever believed was coming into question and that was something that never happened before. Something about his dominance really got her going. And the size of his cock was enormous...bigger than she has ever seen before. She wanted to open her eyes but knew after that there would be no going back. After being slapped about a fifth time by his cock her eyes slowly opened unveiling the man's tool right before her. Her pussy began to drip and she was on the verge of drooping. Something deep in her mind wanted the cock in her mouth but she wanted to run away from it all.
"I see you admiring my cock." Professor Johnson said antagonizing Lilly.
Snapping out of the trance her eyes lowered to the dirty tile floor. Looking at it for another second would end it all. Her will was breaking as she wanted to look back up and take that ginormous tool in her mouth. She only looked up when the hand of Professor Johnson forced her head to look up at him.
"Whites must pay reparations."
He really was toying with her, wasn’t he? Making her say these phrases, touching her, making her look at his manhood, and slapping her with it. It was all a game and he was enjoying it. There was no way for the girl to look away with his hand gripping her chin holding her face up. As stupid as it made her feel it was what she agreed to and once something was agreed to there was no turning back.
Whites must pay reparations." She replied
Again the professor cracked a smile and began to rub the tip of his cock against her lips. There was no attempt to push past them but just rubbing them toying with the girl and extending her torture. After rubbing his tip against her soft lips a few times he began the insertion facing some slight resistance but her lips parted easily enough easing his entrance. Lilly felt disgusted as she felt the tool enter her mouth.
About of quarter of it was sheathed within her mouth before it really has no more room. For the time being the professor did not want to push too far for fear of driving the girl away as she was not yet firmly in his grasp. Slowly he took the tool and slid it back and forth stopping only at a quarter of the way down getting a slight gag reflex in response as he was not going to crazy. Lily’s blue eyes looked up to the man. His brown ones locked with them and could clearly read them like a book. The girl was confused it was shown clear as day. As he pumped back and forth into her mouth it became boring as the girl just sat there letting the man use it. This was just not going to do. If one was to earn their credit they could not just sit there and hope to get the grade.
“Come on grab it. Move your head back and forth. Don’t just sit there.”
Slowly he watched her hand come up, slightly drop back down, and then rise again as her slim pale finger wrapped around the long, hard, thick shaft and began stroking it back and forth slowly both reluctantly and out of not knowing exactly what to do. She would learn with time though that was certain. As the hand slid back and forth so did her head as her soft lips brushed against his shaft as he stopped and let her do all the work. He could see the nervousness in her eyes. The anxiety of being intimate with a Black man and the anxiety of doing something she really did not know how to do. With each pass however he could see that anxiety fading.
Lily was becoming oddly comfortable at the moment. Comfortable with stroking the man's tool and having said dark cock in her mouth. While she did not admit to it verbally the professor could see it in her eyes. That anger and hatred and fear had turned into something else. It was starting to turn into lust. The blonde was as readable as a book. In truth she was. Each time the tip hit the back of her throat she became more enthralled by the man. Enthralled by the taste of it and the feeling of it spreading her lips further apart than anything ever has to the point that the young woman felt like perhaps her jaw would break.
It was not long before a small bit of precum started to drip out activating the girl's taste buds. It was an interesting flavor. She had heard girls talk about the taste of cum before. Some felt it tasted so good they could spend all day inhaling it and others felt it was the most disgusting. Lily had to agree with the former. While she would not spend all day sucking cock to taste it she understood the appeal and was not repulsed at all by the flavor which surprised her, especially considering it came from a Black man. She felt the professor's large hand tangling itself between her blonde locks playing with them as she pleasured him. She felt the hand grab her hair and pull back just hard enough to pull her off his member but not hard enough to cause pain.
“You like that? He asked watching the dribble drip down her chin.
She stared up at the older man wondering how to respond to the question. Should she confess to finding even the slightest bit of enjoyment in this? Maybe it would be better to not admit anything at all and just give an ‘eh’ answer. In an effort to throw him off.
“Uhhh.” Was what she managed to get out. “I...I don’t know.”
He looked down at the girl knowing the truth. Knowing that regardless of what she said to hide her true feelings the blonde was beginning to enjoy this. It was written all over her. It did not take a rocket scientist to decipher it. She could sit there and deny the feelings outright but her eyes screamed of lust and longing for his long hard shaft.
“Come on Ms. Cole we both know what you are thinking. Be honest with me. Whatever you say in this room stays in this room.”
Could the professor be trusted? She did not want to confess to a man she thought would run about and shout from the rooftops that he had managed to convert her. Not that she was converted yet. Sure she was ever so slightly enjoying servicing the man's tool. That does not fit the criteria of a “conversion”.
“I...” She looked to the floor and wiped the spit off of her chin with the back of her hand.
The professor again grabbed her face making her look back up.’
“Ms Cole?”
“I...” She stopped while taking a moment to think. “Kind of.”
Kind of was not a proper answer. This was usually a yes or no answer question. One doesn’t “kind of” like something. Either you do or you don’t.
Slowly the man slid the head of his cock into her mouth letting her taste a bit more of the pre cum that was leaking out. Her eyes rolled upward to stare at him as he shoved his cock deeper into her mouth much deeper than the quarter that was there before. Now more like half of it. There came a point where she felt like she couldn't take anymore but wouldn't ask him to stop. The room filled with the gargles and gags of the young inexperienced woman. Once he reached as far as he could go without tripping the reflex and seeing what she had for lunch he pulled back out. Lily took a large gasp of air feeling a huge rush of energy fill her almost like a high. The high was short-lived however as his tool was shoved right back into her mouth as far as it would go.
He ordered her to use her hands and add more to his pleasure. Semi reluctantly she raised her hand again wrapping her slim pale fingers around the shaft and began to stroke and twist it as he pulled it back and forth. Eventually, he stopped and made her put in the effort. She bobbed her head back and forth while continuing to stroke his tool slowly getting more and more into it. She could see the contrast between the two of them. Her milky white hand against his dark manhood. Something about the sight got her going. Her nether regions were beginning to drip as a pleasurable feeling began to take over her.
The professor could see this change coming in the girl as she became more eager in her actions. Her movements became quicker and more willing. It came as a shock when her hand left his shaft and found its way to his sack cupping it and playing with it. She continued to play with the man's sack seeing that he was pleased with it. While it was hard to get bored of the girl's hand he wanted more and asked her to worship the sack with her mouth. The professor’s cock fell from the blonde’s mouth with a small pop and a thick string of spit connected his cock and her face. As her face moved under the long dark rod the string did not even break. Het let out a small gasp as the soft lips wrapped around his balls. They were taken into the warm wet mouth as a soft tongue began to flick around and play with it. The racist girl worshiped his black balls as if she was born to.
He went on watching the girl worship taking in the view and taking joy in being the one to turn the girl. All those racist things she would shout out in class and write in her essays he would continuously fail regardless of how well written it was. He hoped his harsh grading would get her to try and engage more in the class however that failed and now these more drastic measures were taken.
“Oh yea you’re really getting into it now!” He said antagonizing her. “You’re really getting a taste of that Black power!”
Hearing the words ‘Black Power’ sent a shiver down her spine. Not out of anger or prejudice surprisingly. In fact, it was the first time she had heard the term in her nearly twenty years of living the phrase had always felt the term was an anti-White term meant to put down the White race. Now hearing that word it almost made her feel indifferent in truth. She felt a hand grab her and lift her up back to her two feet. Again her blue eyes were now level with the professor’s brown eyes. He slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled the gown down to the floor. A shiver went up Lily’s spine as a breeze sent a chill though her semi uncovered body. A large hand found its way beneath the girl’s panties feeling how wet she was. That was it...the secret was out.
“Ohhh yea…you do like that Black power.” He said soaking in his victory.
Well, it was not a victory just yet but it was a small one.
“What would your daddy say about this?” He asked lifting the hand up to show the girl the glistening digits covered in her arousal.
What would he say? Oh if he had seen her just moments ago her mouth wrapped around Mr. Johnson’s black rod he would disown her. Imagine his reaction if he could see her letting a black man put his hand down her pants albeit fairly reluctantly it would be the end of her. The thought of it really turned her on. Going against years and years of her father’s teachers and letting this “savage” put his hands all over her body.
“He would probably disown me.” She admitted.
The comment made him smile as he began taking more of the woman’s clothes off. She felt the clip pop open and the bra fell off and hit the floor. The older man took in the sight of her pretty breasts which were now all his. They were the most perfect breasts and he could not wait to play with them. It was not time just yet however there was still one more article of clothing that had to be removed. He commanded the girl to remove her underwear. Slowly her hands slid down to the fabric and gave it a nudge and down her legs, it went. Finally as the blonde stepped over the cloth and kicked it to the side she was naked. The older professor took a few steps just to take the entire sight in.
The great Lillian Cole now stood before Mr.Johnson in all her pale glory. The ******** of the great American racist showing off for what he would call “Subhumans”. If only he was here to see his darling angel now. He took a few steps forward again placing a hand on the soft wet flesh beneath Lily’s legs and began rubbing in circular motions. Lily hitched her breath and reached out to greet the desk as the large rough hands sent a slight sensation of pleasure running through her. It would not be long before a small moan managed to escape. By now she was really dripping covering his hand totally in her juices. She was leaning into him pushing herself harder into his hand desiring the pleasure it was making her feel. She was already going crazy and he had yet to even penetrate her.
“You like that?” He asked rubbing a bit harder.
“I...uh...” She started struggling though the gasps and moans that creeped up her throat.
He then shoved his hand right up into her almost as if trying to pull her up. A slight gasp came out and instantly stopped. It was as if her entire body was frozen and could not do a thing. It could not move nor make a sound. All that could be done was stare at the man and attempt to utter out a response.
"Y...yes."
Her brain was melting. It was not her brain anymore. All the views were fading. The only thing it could focus on was that long dark shaft just hanging out for all to see. Mr. Johnson could feel how wet the girl was. His hand was totally drenched in her juices. All her racist juices covering his black hand were definitely a glorious feeling. Nothing however would feel more glorious than her juices shooting out all over his cock with his name coming off her lips and his seed pumping deep inside of her.
He removed his hand from the girl and pushed her back into the desk knocking many items off of it but it did not matter to the professor. She could clean it up after. While the blonde laid back he went to work removing his clothes as they would no longer be needed for this assignment. As the fabric was discarded the blue eyes of the racist girl looked over the older man's body. It was a shock how good it looked. Despite the man being nearly fifty years old he still looked quite young with large muscles and a six-pack unlike no other. It was as if the man was still in his thirties barely aging a day since save for the few gray hairs sprouting from his head and face.
How could he look so good for this age? Most men she knew all began aging heavily by this point. All began losing their muscle and their hair was all gray if they had not yet lost it. All those men did have one common factor…they were White. God this professor really had her going crazy. Her blue orbs watched as he grabbed his tool and began tapping it against her folds. The excitement as well as anxiety filled her. There was a sense of excitement about being taken by such a large manhood and anxiety about him being black. Once that large black rod pushed even ever so slightly passed her folds no White man would ever touch her again. Well maybe there was one that would be ok with it but in her social circle, she was untouchable.
Mr. Johnson continued to toy with the girl tapping and rubbing her clit with his tool. He watched her facial expressions change with each tap and rub. He could see what she was thinking. She was thinking about calling this all off. There was still time to salvage her maidenhood. However, at this point would there be a point to running away? They had already done enough to incriminate her. She had given him orally and allowed him to put his paws all over her. If she abandoned the “extra credit” now he could out what they had already done to the entire school...heck he could out her to the entire world. Never had she wanted and not wanted something at the same time. If he does not start fucking her soon she most definitely would change her mind.
“Just fuck me already!" She yelled at him.
Her outburst made him smile. To hear those words come pouring out of her mouth of all mouths exited the man. After all the hateful things she had said all year to finally hear those pale pink lips beg for his cock made him feel accomplished. Not that the accomplishment surprised him at all. There were many young White girls who had walked into his classroom holding these same beliefs and were as reluctant as she was and all fell under his thumb. However knowing who she was and who her father was made this one all the more sweet. With that he needed to hear those words again.
“What was that? I could not hear you Ms. Cole.”
Lily knew damn well the man heard her. She had screamed it so loud they could probably hear her three classrooms over. This was just him playing around wanting to hear those words again. If this had been earlier she would have refused but now she was in more of a state of mind to oblige him and again begged for him to take her. Hearing the words again and being satisfied obliged her. She lay there waiting and waiting for what felt like forever but was only a few moments. She could feel his tip pressing against her with the slightest bit of pressure taking his time. Ever so slowly she could feel the tip pushing deeper and spreading her folds apart. Her lips spread apart allowing a slight moan to pass through.
Her blue eyes rolled down to watch the sight of the dark spear penetrating her pale body. There was no denying the contrast between the two looked so beautiful... so right. In fact, it seemed more natural to the racist girl than anything she had ever seen. The deeper he got the better it felt and the better it looked. It was actually nice that the older more experienced man was going slow to start her off. The initial penetration sent a slight feeling of pain as her tight pale pussy adjusted to the man's absolutely massive size. To her surprise, the man was able to make it all the way inside with his base pressing against her. Lily could feel how far inside her body he was. It was a miracle her tight little body was able to accommodate the size. Having nowhere else to go Mr. Johnson pulled back and as he did Lily could feel herself closing back up. That was short-lived as he pushed back forward once again expanding her walls. This went on for a bit nice and slow as her body began to adjust to the manhood within her. With each thrust, the girl noted how much easier it became for him to move within her.
Once the professor had resized the girl and felt how easy it was to slither back and forth he picked up the pace moving a little bit faster. Lily had spread her legs a bit father ensuring the professor had all the room required to reach as far as possible as well as gripped his desk tighter and tighter the faster he moved as the pleasure overwhelmed her. The feeling flowed through every inch of her body. Everything was going into overdrive. Her brain had practically shut down to basic instincts at this point. Nothing seemed to matter except for the older professor's Black cock. She tried to bite on her bottom lip as a way to hold back the moans and screams of pleasure but it was not seeming to work as many still slipped passed. All that could be done was try and make them quieter so no out outside of the room could hear them.
"You like that?" He asked smashing himself harder against her.
"Yes," Lilly screamed out before quickly biting back on her bottom lip.
There was no point in denying it. She was in love with his big black cock and wanted more and more of it. She was on a high unlike any other and did not want it to end. She wanted every inch of his black dick inside of her. With each thrust, her past hatred faded and disappeared.
“Say it. Say you like that black dick.”
“I...like that...black dick.” She said between moans.
To say the words actually felt good. They were words she never thought would ever come out of her mouth. They came out much easier than she thought they would. They seemed to come naturally to the girl who would never have said anything remotely positive about black people at all. To let go of her hate and enjoy all the world had to offer. This is really what college was all about. Opening oneself to new experiences and trying new things. If you do not like it you never have to try it again Lily was really enjoying herself and would definitely keep an open mind to try this again but first she had to finish the first time before a determination on that could be made.
“Say it again.”
The professor was having far too much fun toying with her. In fact, it was probably more fun than actually fucking her. It was a close call.
“I like that black dick.” She repeated back to him with a smile on her face.
She slid he hand between her legs beginning to rub at herself seeking the pleasurable release of her climax. She wanted to squirt all over his cock while screaming out his name. She was so horny. Never had she felt so lustful in her life. It was never a part of her nature...or perhaps it was however it was just a suppressed feeling in an attempt to appease her parents who had raised her so conservatively it was like walking on broken glass all day every day. It gelt good to let go. It felt good to let the black professor ram his dark rod inside of her. To feel her tight walls spreading out to accommodate him.
The older man watched the girl slide back as he thrust himself inside of her. Her breasts bounced and jiggled each time he slammed back into her as her body was sent back a few inches. He watched her hands move one going to play with herself and the other going to her breasts giving them a nice squeeze each ensuring both felt equally loved. Mr. Johnson leaned over helping give the mounds some love by latching on to her right breast and sucking at it. She felt the sensation of the man's mouth around her nipple and his soft wet tongue flicked over it. It was standing at attention for him as was the left as he moved over sucking it and flicking.
He went back and forth between each of them before moving up and suckling on her neck occasionally giving the soft flesh a little nibble. Her hands moved to wrap around his head holding it close as he sucked her flesh. He pulled away from her neck and planted a kiss on her lips. For the first time, she was kissing a black man. His large thick lips pressed against hers. She moved her lips with his and parted her lips as his tongue made a move to push passed them. Their tongues danced with each other engaging in a deeply passionate make-out session.
As they kissed the girl's body began to lock up and her mind began to shut down at that moment. Everything began to fade as all the pressure built up to a peak. Both of the knew her climax was coming. It was a feeling she was desperate to feel. It was actually something women in her movement did not even think existed having never felt themselves. Lily had never experienced it of course has never even “done it” before. To be this close to it. Experiencing one of the greatest moments of pleasure a human could experience.
Everything came to a peak. The energy built up and then burst like a balloon. Mr. Johnson could feel her walls clamp down on his tool as a flood of liquid came shooting out. He could feel the warm fluid dripping down his legs as it was ejected from the girl's body. She withered and twisted on the desk as the shockwave ran through her. A scream also escaped the girl's lips. It was a scream so loud the professor almost had to cover her mouth in an attempt to not get caught. It was not like they were doing anything illegal. Both were consenting adults however it would put into question the long-time professor’s professionalism if another staff member had caught the pair. It might make it seem like he would have favoritism towards this specific student or that it was blackmail for higher grades. Which it was in truth.
Lily could not even remember how this all started. What initiated it? In that moment he could not even tell you her name. Lillian or a name she has had for twenty years totally forgotten in that moment along with most everything else. Mr. Johnson took a moment to slow down and give the young girl a respite. The first timer laid back on the desk taking deep breaths. Mr. Johnson looked down watching the girls flat pale stomach rising and falling as the lungs expanded and contracted.
He pulled himself out from her pussy leaving a large void behind. It felt so empty where the rod once was. It had stretched her out that much that what felt like a hole was left behind within her. It felt wired to the girl. To feel so empty. As the pleasure began to fade she went to beg to have the tool re inserted within her however her voice was halted when she felt the tip of his cock wet with her fluids pressing against her ass. This morning she would have been against the notion of anal penetration but now her mind was wide open. It s so open the blonde was willing to try almost anything.
Their eyes locked for a moment almost as if the older man was a sign for permission to enter. Realizing that she nodded. The tip rubbed around the small entrance ensuring the fluids that covered the spear transferred over and properly lubricated it. Once he was sure it was ready he slowly began to push it in. Lily could feel her anal muscles begin to spread as the professor let out a small groan as the tight musicals gripped him like a vice. It was tough at first with the vice-like grip. Lily’s facial expressions quickly changed as a slight shock of pain radiated from her rear as the tool pushed into her. She could feel the cock filling her backside with more and more of it going in. There was no way the entire thing would fit however the girl had said the same thing about the front.
Thankfully the professor stopped around halfway and began pulling it back and forth as a way to train the muscles to loosen up. Lily had some work to do on her part to relax as the anxiety caused her to clench up. Taking a deep breath she relaxed every inch of her body including her ass. It was apparent by how much easier it became for her new lover to thrust. It did not take long for everything to loosen up enough to truly fuck the girl’s ass. Once everything was good and loose he began pushing more and more in with the goal of sheathing every inch of his spear within her and she begged for it.
“Oh my god...put that all the way in my ass!”
“Oh, yea? Beg for my big black cock in your ass.”
“Please put that big black cock in my ass! Shove every inch in there!”
He could hear the desperation in her voice and see it in her eyes and obliged deciding to shoe every inch inside of her in one quick thrust. Her eyes widened as far as they would go and her jaw dropped almost as if a scream was going to come out but none ever did as the shock prevented it. There were several sensations running through the girl. First was the pain. The pain of having a hard rod stuck up somewhere where it really probably should not. Mixed in with that pain was a pleasure that actually overruled the pain. It felt so good. After years of hearing, “the anus is not a sex organ” that entire notion was thrown out the window. His cock went further up her ass to the point it would be a miracle if it was not in her stomach.
“Oh...oh my god. It’s so good!” She said in a drunken tone.
She really was ***** on his black cock. There was something about him. Something about being fucked by a black cock. It made her feel so much different than anything the young girl has ever felt. It overwhelmed her to the extent it was almost all she wanted. The older man wanted another angle and removed his cock from her ass. Lily let out a groan of disappointment as her back entrance was gaping wide open. She could feel her muscles expanding and contracting as they attempted to tighten back up. She took her hand and brought it down there grabbing her backside feeling how wide it was compared to its original state.
Two large hands grabbed the girl's hips and flipped her over bending her over the desk and giving him prime access to her ass. His hands rubbed the two large round cheeks that were now his. God, they were perfect. It was a rare occurrence a woman could grow a nice natural ass like this without having to do anything to enhance it. The hands were removed and soon a smack came down on the right cheek. It came as a surprise to the receiver however it was not unwanted. In fact, at the harshness of the hand coming down, it was not entirely painful and had a hint of pleasure. An audible gasp came out at the unexpected slap.
“You like having your ass smacked?”
“Yes.” She confirmed.
“Good. You need a good punishment for all your past racism.” He said before quickly bringing the hand back down onto her right cheek.
The idea of being ‘punished’ excited the girl. To be punished for all the things she has said and done these last twenty years. The idea of the man getting his revenge and an outlet for decades of built-up anger can be relived. He drew the hand back there more times and came crashing back down onto her soft pale flesh until the right cheek had thoroughly reddened. Once the cheek had turned red the man’s attention had turned to the left cheek giving it an equal amount of attention. It’s each smack the girl let out a pleasurable gasp and each time Mr. Johnson had something to say along with it like “black power”.
“I want you to repeat it after me...black power”
“Black power!” She said
As soon as she said it his hand came crashing down onto her ass. “Black power!” Smack,” black power!” Smack, and on and on it went. It was the most exhilarating feeling in the world. It was not long before the spanks stopped and the feeling of his tip pressing against her wet folds was once again felt. Quickly his cock was inserted back inside of her for a few thrusts just to get a bit of lubrication before being removed and shoved back inside of her ass which had yet to tighten back up. The swift motion stunned the girl who could not even make a sound.
He went on tucking her ass thrusting hardly tearing her up as she screamed out in a mixture of ecstasy and pain. His cock was so deep inside of her that it was unbelievable to the young girl that anything could even reach that far. At that moment she did not care if any damage would be done by the large tool. All that mattered was every bit of pleasure that can be milked from this experience. He then pulled out and inserted himself back into her pussy. She slid her hand down and began to rub herself along with his thrusts hoping to imitate a second orgasm. Was that even possible? To achieve it once was already a feat...at least for her so to achieve it twice in the span of the same event was a radical idea to the girl.
Between the work of her hand and his cock Lily could feel it coming. It felt just like the first the way everything built up to a point where the pressure was just going to burst out. Even Mr. Johnson knew the second climax was coming very soon. His breaths started getting quick almost like she was hyperventilating before finally, a scream came out the explosion rocked her body and a flood of juices once again shot out like a geyser. Her body shook and twisted the entire time and slowly stopped as the high came down.
Lily had now orgasmed twice and Mr. Johnson had yet to reach his own peak. How long had it even been? Five minutes? Fifteen? An hour? It was insane how one can easily lose time like this. Feeling this moment was not over until he reached his peak he wanted to see how to open her mind was. He grabbed the girl and pulled her off the desk and helped her to her knees before spinning around putting his ass in her face.
Lily sat there a moment staring at it knowing exactly what he wanted. At that moment she froze for the first time since this whole thing started. She had heard some of the other girls around the college talk about eating ass and how much they as well as their partners enjoyed it. Mr. Johnson waited for the girl to get to work for what felt like an hour. Her brain was totally locked up as she contemplated if she should do it.
Her supporting arguments for it were wanting to try it as clearly she was in a trying mood. She also had felt bad for the way she treated his people and him and it would be a good way to give back. The noble White girl raised in a semi-wealthy ****** in a good neighborhood just inches away from shoving her face into a Black man's ass. Arguments against it were just remnants of her old self trying to fight their way back.
After a hard moment of debate, she made a choice...go for it. Mr. Johnson felt soft hands get placed on both of his rear cheeks and spread them apart. Before he could even react with a smile of joy soft wet lips were pressed against his rear entrance. A small groan escaped his lips as Lily's got to work and by god, it felt great! She ate his black ass like she was born to do it...like she has been doing it for years. Her tongue flicked around his tight hole with glee. The newbie girl alternated between licking and sucking showing the older man her love. He loved how easily it came to her. No guidance was needed to be given at all. No pointers or tips or anything like that. Unlike many other girls, the professor had to do “extra credit” they all needed to be guided in someway either by his hands or with vocal cues but Lily was a natural. Just did what came to mind as to what she wanted to do.
Lily was shockingly enjoying this. To have her mouth working over his ass. To have her tongue pushing its way into his ass slightly pushing the tight muscles apart to allow access. All the good things that filled the once innocent girls' ears about eating ass were true. It was a pleasure unlike no other not just for the man on the receiving end but the woman on the giving end. While her soft mouth played with his ass her tongue nearly halfway into it he was stroking his cock to give double the excitement.
As he was stimulated from both sides Mr. Johnson could finally feel his own climax coming. At that point, he had not yet decided where to blow his load. Filling her womb with his thick potent seed would be a fun punishment. To watch her bellow grow with a Black baby would be fun to watch. To see the racist White woman bringing a Black baby into the world. Just to see the look on her stupid father's face would be worth it. While at the same time plastering his seed across her face would be a beautiful sight. Once he felt the org@m coming he knew there was no time to get her back up and insert his rod inside of her.
He spun around and started stroking his cock feverishly seeking that sweet relief. Lily helped to wrap her pale hand around it and stroked along with his. The two stroked until Lily could hear his grunts and knew he was close. She prepared herself by opening her mouth a sticking out her tongue preparing to revive the professor’s seed. He stroked and stroked and grunted and ground until finally with a loud groan out came to his seed raining down onto her face. It was warm and gooey and covered her face in thick streams. For nearly twenty seconds or at least that’s what it felt like anyway stream after stream of cum shot out of his cock.
When it finally stopped Lily could feel the substance dripping down her face. A bit had dripped into her mouth and it’d taste was actually quite enjoyable. It was not bad like she had assumed it would. Mr. Johnson leaned over against the the desk taking a deep breath. That session had taken a lot out of him. He was still young but he was not a young man anymore. As a young man more around Lily’s age he could go three,four,five times a night now just once took everything he had. As long as he could still do it even just once was all he needed. It was when you can no longer do it that a man should worry.
He looked at the woman who had one point shouted racial epithets out openly in class (literally two days ago) now covered in his essence. There was no more beautiful sight than that of a racist girl covered in Black man’s seed. Especially when they had a smile from ear to ear. He watched as she took her hands and scooped it all up dropping it into her mouth and swallowed it. God this girl really was a slut. All these traditional conservative girls were. The suppressed their sexuality so much that when it finally came out they were sluttier than any other.
“I think.” He started while catching his breath. “I think you’ve more than earned your extra credit.”
“Thank you professor.” She said while licking her fingers clean.
“What did you think of the assignment.”
“It was very eye opening...I think I will engage a bit more with this class from now on.”
Her eyes really were opened. It was not just something she was saying to get on her professor’s good side. It was a crazy thing to admit that a sexual encounter had changed her opinion but it had. She had enjoyed it so much and it was an experience that changed everything. Her entire life would change after today that was for sure. That change in her mind will be for the better and she could not wait to get started on the new life ahead. The pair eventually got dressed and Lily cleaned her face with some tissues before the pair got caught. She was halfway outside of the room before stopping and turning around calling out to the professor who was still buckling his belt.
“Thank you for educating me on my wrongs.”
“It’s not a problem Miss Cole...education is my job.”
And with that Lily left the room and could not wait for next weeks class.
Now months into her first semester everything wasn't going has planned. Everyone shoved her around and one day had to beat the near daylights out of someone (In self defense of course). Her professor Mr. Johnson hatred her the most. He has tried this last few months to turn her but she just would resist him at every end. He tired to give her assignments to make her think but she would just write in some Nationalist response. On a recent test he didn't even look over her's he just stamped the red 'F' on top and moved on. When she received her exam she was outraged. There wasn't even a mark on a wrong answer and yet a big red 'F' graced the top of the paper.
Kids gave hateful looks to Lily as they walked passed her leaving the classroom. One the class room was empty Mr. Johnson sat at his desk and began to look over papers. Lily grabbed her test and made way towards her professor. Once she was next to him she nearly slammed the paper unto the desk in front of him. It didn't seem to phase him as he continued to grade papers. After a near minute of waiting she cleared her throat. That seemed to get his attention as he put the pen down and looked up to her. His eyes had the look of anger and annoyance in them.
"Can I help you miss Cole?" He asked.
"Yea you can actually grade my test!" She said raising her voice.
"I did grade your test and you failed it." He said turning around and getting back to work.
"No you didn't you just flunked me because of my opinions." She said.
Again he put the pen down and looked up to her but his eyes stopped at her breasts. She noticed this immediately and scoffed in disgust.
"Can you stop looking at my tits and focus on that test?" She asked in an angry tone.
"There is nothing to look at...you failed the test and that's it. You know my policy." He replied.
He had hit Lily's last nerve...she needed to figure out a way to have him change her grade. At this point, there were no other options for her as he was a hard man to reach. At this point, she couldn't fail another test or she would be kicked out of Harvard. She would do what she never has done before...plea.
"Look I'll do whatever you want I just can't fail this exam. The school will kick me out."
Mr. Johnson sighed and decided he would cave...and have some fun at the same time.
"Alright miss Cole...I will give you after-school lessons with extra quizzes. If you pass the quizzes I will change every F to an A."
This was a great opportunity but she knew what he was up to. His dark brown eyes were full of lust.
Lowering her head she knew there were no other options. She did not want to sully herself with a black savage but if she failed this course the school would let her go and that could not be allowed to happen. Was it even worth it spreading her pale legs for her dark professor? The professor sat there checking out the girl as he awaited her response. The girl really was beautiful and it would be an honor to break the girl in. She was a bit shorter than him standing at five foot seven compared to his six foot two frame. She was skinny with a nice large round ass that had to have been worked out. Her breasts were not really large but not really tiny most likely a B cup if the man had to take a guess. Her skin was soft and milky white. The perfect girl for his long black rod.
She looked at him and in a shocking move was considering the offer. Not accepting it would mean that she would most likely be expelled for bad grades. Not that the grades were necessarily her fault but when you are in college full-time and trying to work outside of that to take care of your mom there should be room for some extra help without needing to suck your professor's dick. On the flip side if she accepted she could get a passing grade. On top of that if anyone finds out about it they would never want to touch her again after being defiled by a Black man.
The question now was what was more important? Her grades or her pride? What school would take her to study nursing if she flunked out? It would be a large stain on her resume that would never go away. Perhaps it could stay in the room if the professor could be trusted. “If” was the keyword. An answer had to be given but a decision could not be given then.
“I...I don’t know.”
The professor leaned back in his chair. Her racism was getting in the way. Most students would have said “yes sir anything” by now. No one wanted to flunk out of college or any school level for that matter. This girl would break eventually.
“That’s fine you can go if you want but it’s not going to change your grade.”
She looked back to the floor and took a deep breath. There was no way out of this. It was either accepting whatever “extra credit” was or just starting packing her things.
“Fine. I accept”
His lips crept up into a smile as he stood up.
"Alrighty, Miss Cole we can start now."
She sighed and began to shake with anxiety not really wanting to do what she knew he had planned. However, there really was not a choice. It was probably best to just get it over with and try to forget about it. His eyes again looked the girl up and down as he licked his lips finally getting the opportunity to fuck the girl he has wanted to have all year long.
"Lesson number one...Nationalism equals racism." He said.
Lily changed her mind and went to leave but stopped in her tracks. Professor Johnson watched with interest as the girl pondered what to do. Perhaps this would be it. Professor Johnson would just make her repeat a few phrases and boom free points. Perhaps not. She could feel the eyes burning into her as the man stared at the back of her head waiting for the final official decision.
“Come on say it." He said somewhat impatiently.
Silence filled the room.
"Lily, do you want to stay in this school?" He asked.
"N... an... Nationalism.... e... equals.. r... racism." She stuttered out.
Hearing those words from her lips made him twitch in his trousers but he wanted to hear more confidence in her voice. This half-assed work was not going to do. One had to put everything into their work to earn even basic credit. She would have to put in much more than that to earn this extra credit. There was no slacking in his classroom.
“Say it with more confidence."
“Nationalism equals racism." She repeated with a gulp.
He stood up giving her a “good”. He took a few steps towards her as she took a few back before stopping remembering that she had agreed to this “extra credit” and had to do whatever he wanted. He lifted his right hand stroking her cheek with the back of it. Instinctively she went to pull away but stopped a moment later and let it happen. It disgusted her to have his black flesh touching her milky white flesh. Her soft young flesh was not meant for him yet he seemed to have convinced her to give it up.
A gasp slipped from her lips as he slid his left hand into her pants and rubbed her folds. This was a situation that she did not want to be in. There was no way out he had her up against a wall. He inserted a finger inside of her sliding it back and forth. Pleasure began to fill her body but she denied it...he would not break her.
"White pride is white supremacy."
No. She could not say that. It was a blatant lie just like the last phrase he had her say. This was so stupid but she needed the credit. Maybe she should just say screw it and drop out. Be a stay-at-home wife like she should be and be supported by her husband when she is married. Yet they had already begun and there was no turning back.
"White pride is white supremacy." She repeated in an angry tone while trying to suppress the feelings that the black fingers were giving her.
He knew she was feeling pleasure from him...he knew that her walls were slightly beginning to fall down and he would completely tear them down. Two fingers slid inside of her increasing the pleasure running through her body. She denied herself the pleasure as it was against everything she believed in. He was determined to break her down and rebuild her mind from the ground up. His other hand slid up her shirt squeezing her breasts in his big hand. Her nipples were at attention making him smile. His brown eyes looked deep into her bright blue ones. He could see the look of confusion and lust in them. He then pulled his hand out from her pants and shirt unbuttoning his pants and letting his massive erect cock fall out. Lilly's eyes lit up in disbelief but she soon shut them shaking her head. He pushed her to her knees.
“Open your eyes." He commanded.
When she didn't respond to his command he slapped her face with his member.
"Open your eyes for your credit."
Lily wondered if the credit was even worth it. Everything she had ever believed was coming into question and that was something that never happened before. Something about his dominance really got her going. And the size of his cock was enormous...bigger than she has ever seen before. She wanted to open her eyes but knew after that there would be no going back. After being slapped about a fifth time by his cock her eyes slowly opened unveiling the man's tool right before her. Her pussy began to drip and she was on the verge of drooping. Something deep in her mind wanted the cock in her mouth but she wanted to run away from it all.
"I see you admiring my cock." Professor Johnson said antagonizing Lilly.
Snapping out of the trance her eyes lowered to the dirty tile floor. Looking at it for another second would end it all. Her will was breaking as she wanted to look back up and take that ginormous tool in her mouth. She only looked up when the hand of Professor Johnson forced her head to look up at him.
"Whites must pay reparations."
He really was toying with her, wasn’t he? Making her say these phrases, touching her, making her look at his manhood, and slapping her with it. It was all a game and he was enjoying it. There was no way for the girl to look away with his hand gripping her chin holding her face up. As stupid as it made her feel it was what she agreed to and once something was agreed to there was no turning back.
Whites must pay reparations." She replied
Again the professor cracked a smile and began to rub the tip of his cock against her lips. There was no attempt to push past them but just rubbing them toying with the girl and extending her torture. After rubbing his tip against her soft lips a few times he began the insertion facing some slight resistance but her lips parted easily enough easing his entrance. Lilly felt disgusted as she felt the tool enter her mouth.
About of quarter of it was sheathed within her mouth before it really has no more room. For the time being the professor did not want to push too far for fear of driving the girl away as she was not yet firmly in his grasp. Slowly he took the tool and slid it back and forth stopping only at a quarter of the way down getting a slight gag reflex in response as he was not going to crazy. Lily’s blue eyes looked up to the man. His brown ones locked with them and could clearly read them like a book. The girl was confused it was shown clear as day. As he pumped back and forth into her mouth it became boring as the girl just sat there letting the man use it. This was just not going to do. If one was to earn their credit they could not just sit there and hope to get the grade.
“Come on grab it. Move your head back and forth. Don’t just sit there.”
Slowly he watched her hand come up, slightly drop back down, and then rise again as her slim pale finger wrapped around the long, hard, thick shaft and began stroking it back and forth slowly both reluctantly and out of not knowing exactly what to do. She would learn with time though that was certain. As the hand slid back and forth so did her head as her soft lips brushed against his shaft as he stopped and let her do all the work. He could see the nervousness in her eyes. The anxiety of being intimate with a Black man and the anxiety of doing something she really did not know how to do. With each pass however he could see that anxiety fading.
Lily was becoming oddly comfortable at the moment. Comfortable with stroking the man's tool and having said dark cock in her mouth. While she did not admit to it verbally the professor could see it in her eyes. That anger and hatred and fear had turned into something else. It was starting to turn into lust. The blonde was as readable as a book. In truth she was. Each time the tip hit the back of her throat she became more enthralled by the man. Enthralled by the taste of it and the feeling of it spreading her lips further apart than anything ever has to the point that the young woman felt like perhaps her jaw would break.
It was not long before a small bit of precum started to drip out activating the girl's taste buds. It was an interesting flavor. She had heard girls talk about the taste of cum before. Some felt it tasted so good they could spend all day inhaling it and others felt it was the most disgusting. Lily had to agree with the former. While she would not spend all day sucking cock to taste it she understood the appeal and was not repulsed at all by the flavor which surprised her, especially considering it came from a Black man. She felt the professor's large hand tangling itself between her blonde locks playing with them as she pleasured him. She felt the hand grab her hair and pull back just hard enough to pull her off his member but not hard enough to cause pain.
“You like that? He asked watching the dribble drip down her chin.
She stared up at the older man wondering how to respond to the question. Should she confess to finding even the slightest bit of enjoyment in this? Maybe it would be better to not admit anything at all and just give an ‘eh’ answer. In an effort to throw him off.
“Uhhh.” Was what she managed to get out. “I...I don’t know.”
He looked down at the girl knowing the truth. Knowing that regardless of what she said to hide her true feelings the blonde was beginning to enjoy this. It was written all over her. It did not take a rocket scientist to decipher it. She could sit there and deny the feelings outright but her eyes screamed of lust and longing for his long hard shaft.
“Come on Ms. Cole we both know what you are thinking. Be honest with me. Whatever you say in this room stays in this room.”
Could the professor be trusted? She did not want to confess to a man she thought would run about and shout from the rooftops that he had managed to convert her. Not that she was converted yet. Sure she was ever so slightly enjoying servicing the man's tool. That does not fit the criteria of a “conversion”.
“I...” She looked to the floor and wiped the spit off of her chin with the back of her hand.
The professor again grabbed her face making her look back up.’
“Ms Cole?”
“I...” She stopped while taking a moment to think. “Kind of.”
Kind of was not a proper answer. This was usually a yes or no answer question. One doesn’t “kind of” like something. Either you do or you don’t.
Slowly the man slid the head of his cock into her mouth letting her taste a bit more of the pre cum that was leaking out. Her eyes rolled upward to stare at him as he shoved his cock deeper into her mouth much deeper than the quarter that was there before. Now more like half of it. There came a point where she felt like she couldn't take anymore but wouldn't ask him to stop. The room filled with the gargles and gags of the young inexperienced woman. Once he reached as far as he could go without tripping the reflex and seeing what she had for lunch he pulled back out. Lily took a large gasp of air feeling a huge rush of energy fill her almost like a high. The high was short-lived however as his tool was shoved right back into her mouth as far as it would go.
He ordered her to use her hands and add more to his pleasure. Semi reluctantly she raised her hand again wrapping her slim pale fingers around the shaft and began to stroke and twist it as he pulled it back and forth. Eventually, he stopped and made her put in the effort. She bobbed her head back and forth while continuing to stroke his tool slowly getting more and more into it. She could see the contrast between the two of them. Her milky white hand against his dark manhood. Something about the sight got her going. Her nether regions were beginning to drip as a pleasurable feeling began to take over her.
The professor could see this change coming in the girl as she became more eager in her actions. Her movements became quicker and more willing. It came as a shock when her hand left his shaft and found its way to his sack cupping it and playing with it. She continued to play with the man's sack seeing that he was pleased with it. While it was hard to get bored of the girl's hand he wanted more and asked her to worship the sack with her mouth. The professor’s cock fell from the blonde’s mouth with a small pop and a thick string of spit connected his cock and her face. As her face moved under the long dark rod the string did not even break. Het let out a small gasp as the soft lips wrapped around his balls. They were taken into the warm wet mouth as a soft tongue began to flick around and play with it. The racist girl worshiped his black balls as if she was born to.
He went on watching the girl worship taking in the view and taking joy in being the one to turn the girl. All those racist things she would shout out in class and write in her essays he would continuously fail regardless of how well written it was. He hoped his harsh grading would get her to try and engage more in the class however that failed and now these more drastic measures were taken.
“Oh yea you’re really getting into it now!” He said antagonizing her. “You’re really getting a taste of that Black power!”
Hearing the words ‘Black Power’ sent a shiver down her spine. Not out of anger or prejudice surprisingly. In fact, it was the first time she had heard the term in her nearly twenty years of living the phrase had always felt the term was an anti-White term meant to put down the White race. Now hearing that word it almost made her feel indifferent in truth. She felt a hand grab her and lift her up back to her two feet. Again her blue eyes were now level with the professor’s brown eyes. He slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled the gown down to the floor. A shiver went up Lily’s spine as a breeze sent a chill though her semi uncovered body. A large hand found its way beneath the girl’s panties feeling how wet she was. That was it...the secret was out.
“Ohhh yea…you do like that Black power.” He said soaking in his victory.
Well, it was not a victory just yet but it was a small one.
“What would your daddy say about this?” He asked lifting the hand up to show the girl the glistening digits covered in her arousal.
What would he say? Oh if he had seen her just moments ago her mouth wrapped around Mr. Johnson’s black rod he would disown her. Imagine his reaction if he could see her letting a black man put his hand down her pants albeit fairly reluctantly it would be the end of her. The thought of it really turned her on. Going against years and years of her father’s teachers and letting this “savage” put his hands all over her body.
“He would probably disown me.” She admitted.
The comment made him smile as he began taking more of the woman’s clothes off. She felt the clip pop open and the bra fell off and hit the floor. The older man took in the sight of her pretty breasts which were now all his. They were the most perfect breasts and he could not wait to play with them. It was not time just yet however there was still one more article of clothing that had to be removed. He commanded the girl to remove her underwear. Slowly her hands slid down to the fabric and gave it a nudge and down her legs, it went. Finally as the blonde stepped over the cloth and kicked it to the side she was naked. The older professor took a few steps just to take the entire sight in.
The great Lillian Cole now stood before Mr.Johnson in all her pale glory. The ******** of the great American racist showing off for what he would call “Subhumans”. If only he was here to see his darling angel now. He took a few steps forward again placing a hand on the soft wet flesh beneath Lily’s legs and began rubbing in circular motions. Lily hitched her breath and reached out to greet the desk as the large rough hands sent a slight sensation of pleasure running through her. It would not be long before a small moan managed to escape. By now she was really dripping covering his hand totally in her juices. She was leaning into him pushing herself harder into his hand desiring the pleasure it was making her feel. She was already going crazy and he had yet to even penetrate her.
“You like that?” He asked rubbing a bit harder.
“I...uh...” She started struggling though the gasps and moans that creeped up her throat.
He then shoved his hand right up into her almost as if trying to pull her up. A slight gasp came out and instantly stopped. It was as if her entire body was frozen and could not do a thing. It could not move nor make a sound. All that could be done was stare at the man and attempt to utter out a response.
"Y...yes."
Her brain was melting. It was not her brain anymore. All the views were fading. The only thing it could focus on was that long dark shaft just hanging out for all to see. Mr. Johnson could feel how wet the girl was. His hand was totally drenched in her juices. All her racist juices covering his black hand were definitely a glorious feeling. Nothing however would feel more glorious than her juices shooting out all over his cock with his name coming off her lips and his seed pumping deep inside of her.
He removed his hand from the girl and pushed her back into the desk knocking many items off of it but it did not matter to the professor. She could clean it up after. While the blonde laid back he went to work removing his clothes as they would no longer be needed for this assignment. As the fabric was discarded the blue eyes of the racist girl looked over the older man's body. It was a shock how good it looked. Despite the man being nearly fifty years old he still looked quite young with large muscles and a six-pack unlike no other. It was as if the man was still in his thirties barely aging a day since save for the few gray hairs sprouting from his head and face.
How could he look so good for this age? Most men she knew all began aging heavily by this point. All began losing their muscle and their hair was all gray if they had not yet lost it. All those men did have one common factor…they were White. God this professor really had her going crazy. Her blue orbs watched as he grabbed his tool and began tapping it against her folds. The excitement as well as anxiety filled her. There was a sense of excitement about being taken by such a large manhood and anxiety about him being black. Once that large black rod pushed even ever so slightly passed her folds no White man would ever touch her again. Well maybe there was one that would be ok with it but in her social circle, she was untouchable.
Mr. Johnson continued to toy with the girl tapping and rubbing her clit with his tool. He watched her facial expressions change with each tap and rub. He could see what she was thinking. She was thinking about calling this all off. There was still time to salvage her maidenhood. However, at this point would there be a point to running away? They had already done enough to incriminate her. She had given him orally and allowed him to put his paws all over her. If she abandoned the “extra credit” now he could out what they had already done to the entire school...heck he could out her to the entire world. Never had she wanted and not wanted something at the same time. If he does not start fucking her soon she most definitely would change her mind.
“Just fuck me already!" She yelled at him.
Her outburst made him smile. To hear those words come pouring out of her mouth of all mouths exited the man. After all the hateful things she had said all year to finally hear those pale pink lips beg for his cock made him feel accomplished. Not that the accomplishment surprised him at all. There were many young White girls who had walked into his classroom holding these same beliefs and were as reluctant as she was and all fell under his thumb. However knowing who she was and who her father was made this one all the more sweet. With that he needed to hear those words again.
“What was that? I could not hear you Ms. Cole.”
Lily knew damn well the man heard her. She had screamed it so loud they could probably hear her three classrooms over. This was just him playing around wanting to hear those words again. If this had been earlier she would have refused but now she was in more of a state of mind to oblige him and again begged for him to take her. Hearing the words again and being satisfied obliged her. She lay there waiting and waiting for what felt like forever but was only a few moments. She could feel his tip pressing against her with the slightest bit of pressure taking his time. Ever so slowly she could feel the tip pushing deeper and spreading her folds apart. Her lips spread apart allowing a slight moan to pass through.
Her blue eyes rolled down to watch the sight of the dark spear penetrating her pale body. There was no denying the contrast between the two looked so beautiful... so right. In fact, it seemed more natural to the racist girl than anything she had ever seen. The deeper he got the better it felt and the better it looked. It was actually nice that the older more experienced man was going slow to start her off. The initial penetration sent a slight feeling of pain as her tight pale pussy adjusted to the man's absolutely massive size. To her surprise, the man was able to make it all the way inside with his base pressing against her. Lily could feel how far inside her body he was. It was a miracle her tight little body was able to accommodate the size. Having nowhere else to go Mr. Johnson pulled back and as he did Lily could feel herself closing back up. That was short-lived as he pushed back forward once again expanding her walls. This went on for a bit nice and slow as her body began to adjust to the manhood within her. With each thrust, the girl noted how much easier it became for him to move within her.
Once the professor had resized the girl and felt how easy it was to slither back and forth he picked up the pace moving a little bit faster. Lily had spread her legs a bit father ensuring the professor had all the room required to reach as far as possible as well as gripped his desk tighter and tighter the faster he moved as the pleasure overwhelmed her. The feeling flowed through every inch of her body. Everything was going into overdrive. Her brain had practically shut down to basic instincts at this point. Nothing seemed to matter except for the older professor's Black cock. She tried to bite on her bottom lip as a way to hold back the moans and screams of pleasure but it was not seeming to work as many still slipped passed. All that could be done was try and make them quieter so no out outside of the room could hear them.
"You like that?" He asked smashing himself harder against her.
"Yes," Lilly screamed out before quickly biting back on her bottom lip.
There was no point in denying it. She was in love with his big black cock and wanted more and more of it. She was on a high unlike any other and did not want it to end. She wanted every inch of his black dick inside of her. With each thrust, her past hatred faded and disappeared.
“Say it. Say you like that black dick.”
“I...like that...black dick.” She said between moans.
To say the words actually felt good. They were words she never thought would ever come out of her mouth. They came out much easier than she thought they would. They seemed to come naturally to the girl who would never have said anything remotely positive about black people at all. To let go of her hate and enjoy all the world had to offer. This is really what college was all about. Opening oneself to new experiences and trying new things. If you do not like it you never have to try it again Lily was really enjoying herself and would definitely keep an open mind to try this again but first she had to finish the first time before a determination on that could be made.
“Say it again.”
The professor was having far too much fun toying with her. In fact, it was probably more fun than actually fucking her. It was a close call.
“I like that black dick.” She repeated back to him with a smile on her face.
She slid he hand between her legs beginning to rub at herself seeking the pleasurable release of her climax. She wanted to squirt all over his cock while screaming out his name. She was so horny. Never had she felt so lustful in her life. It was never a part of her nature...or perhaps it was however it was just a suppressed feeling in an attempt to appease her parents who had raised her so conservatively it was like walking on broken glass all day every day. It gelt good to let go. It felt good to let the black professor ram his dark rod inside of her. To feel her tight walls spreading out to accommodate him.
The older man watched the girl slide back as he thrust himself inside of her. Her breasts bounced and jiggled each time he slammed back into her as her body was sent back a few inches. He watched her hands move one going to play with herself and the other going to her breasts giving them a nice squeeze each ensuring both felt equally loved. Mr. Johnson leaned over helping give the mounds some love by latching on to her right breast and sucking at it. She felt the sensation of the man's mouth around her nipple and his soft wet tongue flicked over it. It was standing at attention for him as was the left as he moved over sucking it and flicking.
He went back and forth between each of them before moving up and suckling on her neck occasionally giving the soft flesh a little nibble. Her hands moved to wrap around his head holding it close as he sucked her flesh. He pulled away from her neck and planted a kiss on her lips. For the first time, she was kissing a black man. His large thick lips pressed against hers. She moved her lips with his and parted her lips as his tongue made a move to push passed them. Their tongues danced with each other engaging in a deeply passionate make-out session.
As they kissed the girl's body began to lock up and her mind began to shut down at that moment. Everything began to fade as all the pressure built up to a peak. Both of the knew her climax was coming. It was a feeling she was desperate to feel. It was actually something women in her movement did not even think existed having never felt themselves. Lily had never experienced it of course has never even “done it” before. To be this close to it. Experiencing one of the greatest moments of pleasure a human could experience.
Everything came to a peak. The energy built up and then burst like a balloon. Mr. Johnson could feel her walls clamp down on his tool as a flood of liquid came shooting out. He could feel the warm fluid dripping down his legs as it was ejected from the girl's body. She withered and twisted on the desk as the shockwave ran through her. A scream also escaped the girl's lips. It was a scream so loud the professor almost had to cover her mouth in an attempt to not get caught. It was not like they were doing anything illegal. Both were consenting adults however it would put into question the long-time professor’s professionalism if another staff member had caught the pair. It might make it seem like he would have favoritism towards this specific student or that it was blackmail for higher grades. Which it was in truth.
Lily could not even remember how this all started. What initiated it? In that moment he could not even tell you her name. Lillian or a name she has had for twenty years totally forgotten in that moment along with most everything else. Mr. Johnson took a moment to slow down and give the young girl a respite. The first timer laid back on the desk taking deep breaths. Mr. Johnson looked down watching the girls flat pale stomach rising and falling as the lungs expanded and contracted.
He pulled himself out from her pussy leaving a large void behind. It felt so empty where the rod once was. It had stretched her out that much that what felt like a hole was left behind within her. It felt wired to the girl. To feel so empty. As the pleasure began to fade she went to beg to have the tool re inserted within her however her voice was halted when she felt the tip of his cock wet with her fluids pressing against her ass. This morning she would have been against the notion of anal penetration but now her mind was wide open. It s so open the blonde was willing to try almost anything.
Their eyes locked for a moment almost as if the older man was a sign for permission to enter. Realizing that she nodded. The tip rubbed around the small entrance ensuring the fluids that covered the spear transferred over and properly lubricated it. Once he was sure it was ready he slowly began to push it in. Lily could feel her anal muscles begin to spread as the professor let out a small groan as the tight musicals gripped him like a vice. It was tough at first with the vice-like grip. Lily’s facial expressions quickly changed as a slight shock of pain radiated from her rear as the tool pushed into her. She could feel the cock filling her backside with more and more of it going in. There was no way the entire thing would fit however the girl had said the same thing about the front.
Thankfully the professor stopped around halfway and began pulling it back and forth as a way to train the muscles to loosen up. Lily had some work to do on her part to relax as the anxiety caused her to clench up. Taking a deep breath she relaxed every inch of her body including her ass. It was apparent by how much easier it became for her new lover to thrust. It did not take long for everything to loosen up enough to truly fuck the girl’s ass. Once everything was good and loose he began pushing more and more in with the goal of sheathing every inch of his spear within her and she begged for it.
“Oh my god...put that all the way in my ass!”
“Oh, yea? Beg for my big black cock in your ass.”
“Please put that big black cock in my ass! Shove every inch in there!”
He could hear the desperation in her voice and see it in her eyes and obliged deciding to shoe every inch inside of her in one quick thrust. Her eyes widened as far as they would go and her jaw dropped almost as if a scream was going to come out but none ever did as the shock prevented it. There were several sensations running through the girl. First was the pain. The pain of having a hard rod stuck up somewhere where it really probably should not. Mixed in with that pain was a pleasure that actually overruled the pain. It felt so good. After years of hearing, “the anus is not a sex organ” that entire notion was thrown out the window. His cock went further up her ass to the point it would be a miracle if it was not in her stomach.
“Oh...oh my god. It’s so good!” She said in a drunken tone.
She really was ***** on his black cock. There was something about him. Something about being fucked by a black cock. It made her feel so much different than anything the young girl has ever felt. It overwhelmed her to the extent it was almost all she wanted. The older man wanted another angle and removed his cock from her ass. Lily let out a groan of disappointment as her back entrance was gaping wide open. She could feel her muscles expanding and contracting as they attempted to tighten back up. She took her hand and brought it down there grabbing her backside feeling how wide it was compared to its original state.
Two large hands grabbed the girl's hips and flipped her over bending her over the desk and giving him prime access to her ass. His hands rubbed the two large round cheeks that were now his. God, they were perfect. It was a rare occurrence a woman could grow a nice natural ass like this without having to do anything to enhance it. The hands were removed and soon a smack came down on the right cheek. It came as a surprise to the receiver however it was not unwanted. In fact, at the harshness of the hand coming down, it was not entirely painful and had a hint of pleasure. An audible gasp came out at the unexpected slap.
“You like having your ass smacked?”
“Yes.” She confirmed.
“Good. You need a good punishment for all your past racism.” He said before quickly bringing the hand back down onto her right cheek.
The idea of being ‘punished’ excited the girl. To be punished for all the things she has said and done these last twenty years. The idea of the man getting his revenge and an outlet for decades of built-up anger can be relived. He drew the hand back there more times and came crashing back down onto her soft pale flesh until the right cheek had thoroughly reddened. Once the cheek had turned red the man’s attention had turned to the left cheek giving it an equal amount of attention. It’s each smack the girl let out a pleasurable gasp and each time Mr. Johnson had something to say along with it like “black power”.
“I want you to repeat it after me...black power”
“Black power!” She said
As soon as she said it his hand came crashing down onto her ass. “Black power!” Smack,” black power!” Smack, and on and on it went. It was the most exhilarating feeling in the world. It was not long before the spanks stopped and the feeling of his tip pressing against her wet folds was once again felt. Quickly his cock was inserted back inside of her for a few thrusts just to get a bit of lubrication before being removed and shoved back inside of her ass which had yet to tighten back up. The swift motion stunned the girl who could not even make a sound.
He went on tucking her ass thrusting hardly tearing her up as she screamed out in a mixture of ecstasy and pain. His cock was so deep inside of her that it was unbelievable to the young girl that anything could even reach that far. At that moment she did not care if any damage would be done by the large tool. All that mattered was every bit of pleasure that can be milked from this experience. He then pulled out and inserted himself back into her pussy. She slid her hand down and began to rub herself along with his thrusts hoping to imitate a second orgasm. Was that even possible? To achieve it once was already a feat...at least for her so to achieve it twice in the span of the same event was a radical idea to the girl.
Between the work of her hand and his cock Lily could feel it coming. It felt just like the first the way everything built up to a point where the pressure was just going to burst out. Even Mr. Johnson knew the second climax was coming very soon. His breaths started getting quick almost like she was hyperventilating before finally, a scream came out the explosion rocked her body and a flood of juices once again shot out like a geyser. Her body shook and twisted the entire time and slowly stopped as the high came down.
Lily had now orgasmed twice and Mr. Johnson had yet to reach his own peak. How long had it even been? Five minutes? Fifteen? An hour? It was insane how one can easily lose time like this. Feeling this moment was not over until he reached his peak he wanted to see how to open her mind was. He grabbed the girl and pulled her off the desk and helped her to her knees before spinning around putting his ass in her face.
Lily sat there a moment staring at it knowing exactly what he wanted. At that moment she froze for the first time since this whole thing started. She had heard some of the other girls around the college talk about eating ass and how much they as well as their partners enjoyed it. Mr. Johnson waited for the girl to get to work for what felt like an hour. Her brain was totally locked up as she contemplated if she should do it.
Her supporting arguments for it were wanting to try it as clearly she was in a trying mood. She also had felt bad for the way she treated his people and him and it would be a good way to give back. The noble White girl raised in a semi-wealthy ****** in a good neighborhood just inches away from shoving her face into a Black man's ass. Arguments against it were just remnants of her old self trying to fight their way back.
After a hard moment of debate, she made a choice...go for it. Mr. Johnson felt soft hands get placed on both of his rear cheeks and spread them apart. Before he could even react with a smile of joy soft wet lips were pressed against his rear entrance. A small groan escaped his lips as Lily's got to work and by god, it felt great! She ate his black ass like she was born to do it...like she has been doing it for years. Her tongue flicked around his tight hole with glee. The newbie girl alternated between licking and sucking showing the older man her love. He loved how easily it came to her. No guidance was needed to be given at all. No pointers or tips or anything like that. Unlike many other girls, the professor had to do “extra credit” they all needed to be guided in someway either by his hands or with vocal cues but Lily was a natural. Just did what came to mind as to what she wanted to do.
Lily was shockingly enjoying this. To have her mouth working over his ass. To have her tongue pushing its way into his ass slightly pushing the tight muscles apart to allow access. All the good things that filled the once innocent girls' ears about eating ass were true. It was a pleasure unlike no other not just for the man on the receiving end but the woman on the giving end. While her soft mouth played with his ass her tongue nearly halfway into it he was stroking his cock to give double the excitement.
As he was stimulated from both sides Mr. Johnson could finally feel his own climax coming. At that point, he had not yet decided where to blow his load. Filling her womb with his thick potent seed would be a fun punishment. To watch her bellow grow with a Black baby would be fun to watch. To see the racist White woman bringing a Black baby into the world. Just to see the look on her stupid father's face would be worth it. While at the same time plastering his seed across her face would be a beautiful sight. Once he felt the org@m coming he knew there was no time to get her back up and insert his rod inside of her.
He spun around and started stroking his cock feverishly seeking that sweet relief. Lily helped to wrap her pale hand around it and stroked along with his. The two stroked until Lily could hear his grunts and knew he was close. She prepared herself by opening her mouth a sticking out her tongue preparing to revive the professor’s seed. He stroked and stroked and grunted and ground until finally with a loud groan out came to his seed raining down onto her face. It was warm and gooey and covered her face in thick streams. For nearly twenty seconds or at least that’s what it felt like anyway stream after stream of cum shot out of his cock.
When it finally stopped Lily could feel the substance dripping down her face. A bit had dripped into her mouth and it’d taste was actually quite enjoyable. It was not bad like she had assumed it would. Mr. Johnson leaned over against the the desk taking a deep breath. That session had taken a lot out of him. He was still young but he was not a young man anymore. As a young man more around Lily’s age he could go three,four,five times a night now just once took everything he had. As long as he could still do it even just once was all he needed. It was when you can no longer do it that a man should worry.
He looked at the woman who had one point shouted racial epithets out openly in class (literally two days ago) now covered in his essence. There was no more beautiful sight than that of a racist girl covered in Black man’s seed. Especially when they had a smile from ear to ear. He watched as she took her hands and scooped it all up dropping it into her mouth and swallowed it. God this girl really was a slut. All these traditional conservative girls were. The suppressed their sexuality so much that when it finally came out they were sluttier than any other.
“I think.” He started while catching his breath. “I think you’ve more than earned your extra credit.”
“Thank you professor.” She said while licking her fingers clean.
“What did you think of the assignment.”
“It was very eye opening...I think I will engage a bit more with this class from now on.”
Her eyes really were opened. It was not just something she was saying to get on her professor’s good side. It was a crazy thing to admit that a sexual encounter had changed her opinion but it had. She had enjoyed it so much and it was an experience that changed everything. Her entire life would change after today that was for sure. That change in her mind will be for the better and she could not wait to get started on the new life ahead. The pair eventually got dressed and Lily cleaned her face with some tissues before the pair got caught. She was halfway outside of the room before stopping and turning around calling out to the professor who was still buckling his belt.
“Thank you for educating me on my wrongs.”
“It’s not a problem Miss Cole...education is my job.”
And with that Lily left the room and could not wait for next weeks class.
