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Black Student - 2 
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

The English teacher is further degraded by his teenage 
black student. (MM, nc, rp, v, intr, huml)

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I was a psychological mess. I couldn't sleep all night. 
I didn't make love to my wife, and she could sense 
something was wrong. When I tried to sleep, I kept 
tasting the nigger boy's cum in my mouth, even though I 
brushed three times and gargled four. I know it was all 
in my head, but what could I do? I thought of calling 
the police, but would they believe me? I mean, what 
kind of a sissy am I that I cant take care of myself 
with a lousy sixteen year old student. I mean I was 
twenty-five. And that raised another issue. 

What if he claimed I had molested him? All kinds of 
teachers were getting into horrible messes over 
accusations of students. So I didn't call the police, 
and I didn't tell Principal Conklin. I told myself 
there would be some way out of this. 

The odd thing was that I woke up four times during the 
night from the fitful half-sleep I was able to slip 
into... with a raging hard on. It was so weird! I kept 
smelling the boy's balls. The musky smell of his heavy 
teenage nuts. The smell was so strong, I re-washed my 
face twice during the night. 

I was nervous as hell and quite distracted all day in 
school. I admit, I was afraid of Jesse, not only 
because he was tough, but because he had lots of black 
friends who also attended the school. I hadn't felt 
this scared since I was a kid of ten afraid of the 
bullies on the playground. I told myself I wouldn't do 
it, but nonetheless, during the period change before 
the last class of the day, I slipped into the teacher's 
toilet and removed my boxer shorts. 

My dick felt heavy in my trousers, and when I looked in 
the mirror, I was sure I could see the outline of my 
cock in my pants. What if the girls in my class 
noticed...or the other boys? Thinking of this, my prick 
gave a lurch for some reason and started to get hard 
again. I cursed. 

What the fuck was wrong with me. I never should have 
taken this job... but the school was damned good. I had 
never wanted to teach in a school with a huge number of 
black students... I'm not sure why. I never considered 
myself prejudiced, but I always felt uneasy around 
black teenage boys. I felt like they were analyzing 
me... looking right through me. 

When the kids piled in for the class, I was shocked to 
see Jesse seated in the first row, directly in front of 
my desk. To make matters worse, he wore a baggy pair of 
red basketball shorts, high top tennis shoes, and a red 
tank top. His chocolate brown flesh glistened with 
sweat and his muscles rippled. 

He high fived his black and white friends who came in, 
his large hand slapping at them playfully. Then he 
turned toward me. A smiled broke out on his face. 

"Hello there, Mr. Sutton. How you today?" He slouched 
down in his desk and spread his legs as wide apart as 
he could. Jesus Christ, the leg holes in his baggy 
shorts were enormous...and the god damned kid wasn't 
wearing any underwear! I could see his huge fat flaccid 
nigger dick hanging there. 

"I sees...we got somethin in common, hey, Mr. Sutton!" 
He wiggled his legs so the leg holes got wider and I 
saw more big black dick and his huge nuts. 

I felt like I was going to faint. Little Mindy Otjen 
came up to my desk for some help and gave me a reason 
to concentrate on something, but every now and then my 
eyes would wander to Jesse, slouched there at his desk 
with his fat hunk of fuckmeat on display. If Mindy 
turned around, she would see it. 

For one wild second I wondered if she had already 
sucked it. How could these young high school kids 
nowadays do such stuff at fourteen, fifteen and 
sixteen? 

I somehow got the class going without passing out. I 
stood up but then realized that to my horror, I had an 
erection and it was pushing out against my trouser 
front. Jesse roared with laughter, but I don't know how 
many other kids saw it. I wanted to cry. Why the Fuck's 
sake was this asshole of a nigger jock turning me on? 
Why was I, a perfectly straight, normal guy, and a 
rather conservative person, reacting sexually to this 
abuse? 

I lectured from my desk, but finally I had to stand up 
to return the quiz papers. I dreaded this moment, not 
because of a hard on, no, I had gotten that under 
control, but because I had to give Jesse an A. An A, he 
most certainly had not earned. 

I stood in the front of the room talking about the quiz 
grades and what I had looked for in the answers. Jesse, 
that son of a bitch lifted up on leg and rested it on 
top of his desk... his large tennis shoe clad foot 
wagging at me. But it wasn't his foot I even saw. When 
he did this, his entire dick fell out of the leg hole 
of his shorts and rested on the seat of his desk. 

The kids next to him couldn't see it because his 
muscular thigh hid it on one side and his arm on the 
other. But I saw it. And the huge fucking nigger dick 
started to twitch! The thick foreskin started to pull 
back. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. 

"Please take your foot off the desk, Mr. Coulter!" I 
barked, moving toward the back of the room. He didn't 
of course. I spent the next few minutes passing back 
tests. Finally I had to drop his on his desk. He let 
out a whoop. 

"Got a fucking A on that one!" He yelled out loud, and 
his buddies roared with laughter. 

"Watch your language, or you will be in Mr. Conklin's 
office before this class is finished!" I mean I had to 
say something. I was so fucking weak. The good students 
who knew I usually ran a very organized, controlled 
class looked at me dumbstruck. I'm sure they thought I 
was ill or something. 

I was saved for the moment by the bell. I intended to 
leave the classroom with the students... to get out 
early and get to my car and go home. But Jesse's voice 
cut through the room. "Mr. S... I got a question to axe 
you! Can you stay back jus' for a minute?" 

I froze and saw the students exit the classroom around 
me. Then I saw Jesse move to the door, close it and 
lock it and pull down the shade. He came back to me 
with a nice smile on his face, but then suddenly hauled 
off and smacked me in the face so hard, I fell to the 
floor. 

"Goddamned Motherfucker, don' you ever pull that shit 
on me again. From now on, you waits until I gives you 
permission to leave the room!" He kicked me hard and I 
rolled into a little ball. 

"Get your clothes off. NOW! You gots to be punished." 

I looked up at him from the floor. "I gave you an A."

"But you don't show the proper respect, for me or my 
black brothers. You got thirty seconds to get bare 
assed naked, or you gonna regret it!" 

Naked? Why the fuck did he want me naked? I tore at my 
clothing as he pulled back his big foot to kick me 
again. I slid my pants down and unbuttoned my shirt. I 
threw my tie and shirt over a chair, still on the 
floor. 

"Jesus Lord, what a tiny dick you got!" he said 
laughing and pointing at my prick. He walked over to 
the blackboard and picked up the pointer. 'You see if 
you don' war undies, you can strip all that much 
faster...to fuck the girls. Thas a lesson I learned. Of 
course faggots can strip faster to get fucked!" 

In the back of my mind, the horror of what might 
actually happen to me was gnawing at me, but I didn't 
want to think of it. 

"Now lets see you crawl around the room for me teach. I 
gonna teach you how a faggot white boy slave crawls for 
his black master." This fucking kid was sixteen! What 
was I doing bare assed naked on the classroom floor, 
with him lording it over me. I guess I didn't move fast 
enough because I heard the swoosh of the pointer and 
felt a white hot slash of pain across my ass cheeks. 

"Move dat fucking white ass! Crawl, Mr. Asswipe! Now 
when you crawl, you keep your legs apart so I can see 
yo balls swinging, and I can whacks them if I wants." I 
prayed he wouldn't do that. I spread my legs. This made 
it more difficult to crawl and must have made me look 
even more foolish. "When you crawls you keeps you legs 
apart like that, but you also keep your pussy up nice 
and high, like you is offering it to me to fuck!" 

"I don't understand what..." 

WWWHHHHAAAACCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!

The pointer slashed across my ass so hard it raised 
welts. I bit my tongue in pain. 

"Get your pussy Up!" 

I lifted my ass by arching my back, I lifted my ass as 
high as I could. 

"Dats right. You keep that pussy up and open for me and 
friends at all times. This how you gonna crawl for my 
friends when I show you off to them." 

I almost collapsed when he said that. But somehow I 
managed to keep crawling. Back and forth across the 
classroom. 

"Not good enough. Here, Mr. Cuntbreath, crawl up onto 
the desk...crawl right up onto yo desk. Now kneel 
there. I gonna show you how that pussy has to ride high 
and stick up nice and open!" 

"Oh God, Jesse, please don't do this to me, I..." the 
pointer sliced through the air and connected with my 
scrotum. I curled up on my desk sobbing like a little 
baby. 

"You don't ever speak unless you is spoken to! If I axe 
you a question, you answer, but you don't give any 
opinion about shit!" I actually cleared my mind of pain 
enough to think about how pathetic I must look, a 
twenty-five year old teacher curled up bare assed naked 
on his desk with a sixteen year old nigger boy 
controlling him.

"We gots a long way to go Mr. Shitface, so you better 
get with the program. Now climb back up on yo hands and 
knees and show me how nice you can stick that asspussy 
up in the air!" 

Visions of my wife and five year old daughter crossed 
my mind as I knelt there on the desk, pushing my naked 
ass as high as I could. 

As if he was reading my mind, Jesse said, "Come on, Mr. 
S. You can get your ass-globes up higher than that. I 
would hate to have to pay a visit to your cunt of a 
wife and your slut of daughter, to tell them you are a 
bad boy." I wanted to beg him to leave my wife and 
daughter out of this, but I dare not utter a word. 
Instead, I arched my back and pushed my ass up higher 
still. 

"Legs apart, swing yo balls. I'd tell you to swing yo 
dick, but a dick dat small won't swing!" He prodded my 
prick and balls with the pointer. "I know yo poor wife 
can't even feel that prick in her! I'll bet when you 
through fucking her, she head for the fridge and the 
big old cucumber! Yo dick jus the right size though for 
your baby daughter's fresh young pussy! 

"Maybe you fuck her instead, huh? Keep that ass up! 
Don' let is slouch, push up, push out so's the ass 
globes open and I can see yo pussy! You sho gots a 
pretty pussy. Yo dick ain't worth shit, but yo asspussy 
sho perty!" 

I moaned as he prodded at my asshole with the pointer, 
finally shoving about four inches into my rectum and 
twisting it around. 

"How's that feel? That feel good? But I don' like all 
that hair on yo ballsack and around yo pussy hole and 
up and down yo asscrack, so by tomorrow, I want it all 
shaved clean! I let you keep a little patch two inches 
over yo dicklet, jus cause I am kind...but I don' want 
to see a single hair on your nuts or around yo 
pussyhole! GOT THAT?" 

He hit me hard with the pointer. I wondered how I would 
ever explain the welts to my wife. God, how could I 
hide from her what was happening to me? 

"Now you been a good boy today, a good little white 
faggot. So I gonna give you a treat. I gonna feed you 
some dick! Are you ready to suck on this big black 
cuntbusting hunk of fuckmeat?" 

I sobbed, opening my mouth and nodding my head. 

"It might taste a little funny, cause I fucked Candy 
Martin at lunch and she didn't have time to lick it 
clean after cause the bell rang." 

The gigantic throbbing tube of nigger dick came into 
view in front of my face. He wagged it and then slapped 
my face with it, leaving pecker tracks. 

"You been thinking about my dick all night and all day, 
I know. Soon you won't be able to go a day without it. 
It's gonna be worse than a heroin addiction. You gonna 
need my dick all the time, just like so many of the 
cunts at this school. And guess what? Yo wife and 
little girl gonna need my dick too!" 

While I sucked him off, I felt my rock hard erection 
slapping against my stomach. I kept my ass high all the 
while he throat fucked me. I was learning.

To be continued...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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