[sandalwoodie] The Gilmore School, chapters 3 and 4

[sandalwoodie]

I will combine chapters 3 and 4 as one thread, which seems logical. I know that most of you are enjoying this anomymously, and I appreciate that. But please don't be afraid to offer an opinion or a comment, like or dislike. An author needs feedback to grow, plus it is the only compensation for these postings, so if you are so inclined, I'd like to hear what you think.
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I should point out that chapter 4 is non-consensual, and I won't say more to avoid giving it away. Keep in mind that this is fantasy, meant pure and simple to arouse and satisfy. It is one of my better chapters and I hope you all agree...

 

[sandalwoodie]

Chapter 3



The next day I was officially hired.



I gave my two weeks’ notice at the high school, and the toughest part of that was telling my students. Some of them, particularly some of the guys, seemed genuinely sad that I was leaving. There were even a few who bordered on angry. And I had to admit I would miss a lot of them too. There were some incredible athletes in my classes. I felt like I was teaching the cream of the crop when it came to male bodies around the campus. Oh, well. It couldn’t be helped. Life would go on for them.



The first week of my job was a whirlwind. It went by so quickly! I was given time to set up my office, meet all the school staff and to get to know the ropes.

I had an assistant who’s name was Nicole. She was attractive, efficient, and she loved her job. She was bubbly, easy to work with, and I have to admit, she was quite a fantasy.

Katie asked me about this, and we discussed it.

“She reminds me of a blonde, short-haired version of you,” I said to her. “Have… you been to bed with her?”

Katie smiled. “She was in a threesome with me and one of the teachers. But we did not have a one on one.”

I rolled my eyes at that. “I don’t think there ARE many one-on-ones around here.”

Katie laughed at that. “I suppose you’re right. I could invite her over some evening if you want. I’m sure she’d be up for it. She has an incredible body.”

We agreed to try that sometime in the future.



Besides Nicole there were three other assistants at the school, one of whom I’d met when I had my first interview with Dr. Marcus. Her name was Stacey. The other two were named Mandy and Teri, but they didn’t work in my building, so I figured I would get to know them later.



The teaching staff consisted of three men and four women, Katie among them. There were nine students, all girls, and there was a maintenance man who was in his late forties, I think.

I hadn’t quite gotten a handle on who was having sex with whom, but the possibilities were endless.



There was no doubt that Dr. Marcus was the head of the school, and he took me under his wing and was great at helping me get familiar with all facets of the school.

During the second week he showed me how the school was financed, a combination of tuition and sponsorship. The main source of funds came from overseas, and mostly from four very wealthy individuals who were primarily interested in x-rated material from the school.

I knew that I was in some of this material, and Dr. Marcus was proud as he informed me that Katie and I had pleased all the sponsors, and we now had another potential who promised to be as generous as the rest of them.

I was realistic enough to understand this and the necessity for it. I was getting top pay and the students were getting top-notch education. I was certain there were many people who would not approve of this, but that’s always the case. I wasn’t sure if our arrangements were illegal, but they were certainly close to it.



As I found myself more and more familiar with the campus, soaking in the lovely environment and the people within it, an unrelenting observation dawned on me that strengthened my ties to the institution more and more with each passing day.

Not only was the place surrounded by beauty in the sense of art, architecture and landscaping, but this also applied to the people. All of them.

Nothing had been stated, no theme had been revealed, and no policies had been divulged about those who worked here, studied here or were associated here. There were no standards that I knew of.

And yet, every single body on the campus, including my own if I may say so, was a cut above the average looking person. In fact, no one here was average at all. Any one of us could be a model, a centerfold, or the subject of a portrait artist.

Even the maintenance guy was trim and toned. It was obvious he loved his job, and he was well thought of by everyone that knew him.



So, the place was like a movie set in downtown Hollywood. No wonder everyone loved it here.

But at the very top of the “exceptional” chart, were the students. An eclectic variety of sizes and skin colors, and yet all of them were lovely and near perfectly proportioned.

There was hardly a doubt that looks and beauty were in the criteria here.



In the third and fourth week I started off with some substitute teaching, mostly to meet the girls and have them see their new headmistress. This also gave me a sense of their level of education and intelligence. I was impressed on all fronts.

Another of my responsibilities was recruitment, but we had no impending applications at the moment, so I had time to focus on the other things. But there were twelve total rooms in the student residence, so there was room for three more if they applied. More than that and we could double up with some of them.





On the erotic side of my new career, things were happening more slowly.

Here are some of the highlights:



There were three male teachers and they were all handsome, in one way or another. I did not take it upon myself to find out with whom they’d been sleeping, figuring I would find that out soon enough. Their names were Kurt Watson, Mart Peller and Barry Saint John. Of the three of them Barry was the first to come on to me. I interviewed each of them and Kurt and Mart, short for Martin, were relaxed and patient, revealed their interest in me with their eyes only, and gave me the space I needed to evaluate them.

Barry was a different story. He didn’t push himself on me physically, but right away he let me know he wanted me.

“You are truly stunning, Miss Parker,” he said. “I would be less than honest if I didn’t try to seduce you right away.”

“I’m complimented, Barry. And you’re welcome to call me Alex.”

“Thank you,” he said, appraising me even as I sat behind my desk. “Would you, uh, care to explore things physically a little more?”

I gave him a knowing smile. “That’s a kind offer, but this interview is so that I might get to know you.”

“Yes, but don’t you think we could consummate that in a much better way?”

“So, math and calculus are your specialties?” I asked, changing the subject completely.

“I have a masters degree in both, as well as physics AND teaching. I am PASSIONATE about teaching. But I was thinking—”

“I know what you’re thinking,” I said, cutting him off. “Please give me a break for a few minutes here…”

At that he gave me a sheepish smile, cocked his head and said, “All right.”

A few more questions told me that he was enormously qualified, and that was enough for now.

I got up to escort him to the door and he quickly moved very close.

“Alex, I am really taken by you,” he admitted, putting his hand gently on my hip. “You wouldn’t lead a man on, now, would you?”

“No, Barry, I wouldn’t. I understand the surroundings here and I know what goes on.”

His eyes brightened. “You do?”

“Of course I do. And I think it’s wonderful.”

“You do?” His eyes widened now.

“Yes, I do.”

I bent forward quickly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Everyone loves everyone here,” I said in a coquettish tone.

“Oh, my God…” he said, nearly in shock.

I patted his cheek then and with my left hand gently pushed him toward the door.

“You will have me soon enough, don’t worry. But it is not going to be today.”

His eyes focused then and he asked, “You promise?”

I smiled. “I promise. Just be patient. It’ll be worth it.”

He shook his head as he walked out the door, and I just kept smiling at him. When it happened, I knew it would be good for both of us.





Katie and I DID invite Nicole over for dinner one night. It was so satisfying for the three of us that she didn’t leave until the next morning.

Nicole put every bit as much energy into her sexual encounters as she did with her work. From the moment she walked in she was bouncy, and we made short work of dinner so we could all get to the bedroom.



Her fair skin nearly gleamed when she was naked, and her bodily proportions looked even better unfettered.

We each set up our phone and placed it on record, from different vantage points in the room.

We started with a session of touching, the three of us naked on our king-size bed, and I got to explore all the curves and off-limit zones of the gal who assisted me every day.

It was very exciting for me to make this leap in our relationship and I got the feeling that the sentiment was totally reciprocated. We touched butts and breasts and thighs and orifices. Our lips skimmed along in sensitive areas, stimulating and sucking until every breath was short and every nipple was erect.

When we got down to business, Nicole volunteered to submit first, so we brought out the toys and strapped them on.

We adjusted the phones and I took one in hand to record up close while Katie screwed Nicole in the missionary position. She came quite easily once, then again, and Katie turned to me.

“Your turn, Headmistress,” she acquiesced.

I pulled Nicole up and we embraced for a moment, revving things up for the both of us. Katie held a phone on both of us, and as we separated Nicole spoke out soft and clear: “Miss Parker… since you are my boss… would you… maybe like to fuck me up the ass?”

My heart stopped at the offer.

Her ass was marvelous!

Katie froze behind her phone.

Nicole smiled and blinked innocently.

I finally found my voice.

“Nickki! What a nice offer. I believe I would.”



On hands and knees, she took it doggie-style, bravely accepting the anal dildo, which plugged her butt a good seven inches before my hips smacked her firm buttocks smartly, making an ever-so-sweet sound.

She came within the first fifteen strokes, but I did not relent.

Katie moved to the front of her, holding her head firmly with both hands.

Tightening her jaw, Katie spoke through clenched teeth. “You like it up the ass, don’t you little sister? It’s in there hard and deep now, isn’t it… Isn’t it!!!!”

Her hands tightened on Nicole’s face. “Speak to us, little sister! Tell us what we want to hear!”

Nicole nodded.

“Admit that you like it…!”

She nodded again.

“Your boss is gonna buttfuck you until you pass out. Do you hear?!!!”

Nicole nodded. “I…. hear…” Her voice nearly broke.

“That big thick plastic pole is splitting your little shitter,” Katie enunciated. She leaned in closer. “It hurts, I know it does. Doesn’t it!”

Nicole nodded.

“Deep in your ASS!! We’re gonna do this to you every day! We’re gonna ream that perfect little bunghole until you can’t sit down!”

Nickki winced.

“And we’re gonna make you wear a butt-plug the rest of the time!”

Nicole just blinked and slowly nodded. “And you’re going to let us do it, aren’t you?”

She nodded.

“AREN’T YOU!!!” Katie shouted.

“Yes. I will,” she mewed.

Katie continued to taunt and it was turning me on big time.

Nicole played out the role, submitting as Katie dissed her. She soon began to sob and her eye makeup was streaked.

Her back door was totally adjusted now, so I was slamming it into her.

Then her eyes flew open and she began to cry out. “Oh my God! Oh my God!!! I’m going to cum again!! OH MY GOD!!!”

“That’s it, little sister!” Katie jeered. “Cum for us! Cum nice and strong now!!!!”

I suddenly felt my own rumblings and was soon overtaken by a climax that came out of nowhere. I was usually on the receiving end when we did it this way, so this was unusual. But Katie’s part made me so hot that I couldn’t hold back.

I came right along with Nicole, and we both bucked and writhed while Katie filmed us, sharing our ecstasies, climbing the mountain together, reaching the crest of our passion until I collapsed on top of her naked back. It was exquisite!



We finished with a sandwich and I was in the middle. We used the classic d-p position, with me on all fours and Nicole was underneath. Katie was on top, on my back, and it was the first time she had butt-fucked me. It was FAN-tastic! I came four times.

Afterward we were so spent that we fell asleep entangled on the big bed.

We awoke around midnight, but after some kissing and touching, we went back to bed, sleeping together for the rest of the night.

It was perfect. We slept long and hard and were well rested in the morning.



As we yawned and stretched with our coffee the next morning Nicole thanked us.

“That was one incredible night,” she said. “I lost count of my orgasms.”

“Me too,” admitted Katie.

“When you started to, umm, dominate me like that I was totally turned on!”

“Me too. I don’t know where that came from, but it just seemed so… so RIGHT.”

“I’d never experienced anything like that, but it was totally okay, even right from the start.” She turned to me. “Do you guys… do that stuff?”

I smiled at my cute young assistant. “No, not usually. Katie’s creativity just took over. She’s very instinctive.”

Katie blushed as I turned to her.

“That’s why she’s so special,” I said, kissing her on the forehead.

“Well, it was an experience I’LL never forget.”

We all drifted off into a reflective moment, remembering the heat of the night before.

I smiled again at Nicole.

“So, is there anyone special in your life?”

Her face turned thoughtful. “I was dating a guy, but I got distracted when I started with Gilmore. I’ve been with Barry and two of the directors.”

“So, you obviously swing both ways?” I pressed her.

She nodded. “That’s true. I like both, I guess. I suppose at some point I want to have a family.”

“A worthwhile goal,” I confessed.

“How long have you two been together?”



We exchanged personal information for a while, then it was off to work for all of us.

To Nickki’s credit, our session did not alter her work attitude one iota. It was like it never happened. I appreciated the respect she was showing. We both knew it would happen again, but there was no pressing need.





My next sexual event was a real doozer. Pretty much life changing, and it requires its own chapter…

 

[sandalwoodie]

Chapter 4



Black Encounter





It was a little less than four weeks after I started my new job that another event took place that is worth a chapter here.



I'm in the habit of going for a 40-50 minute jog three or four mornings a week, and one of those nearly always falls on a Saturday. I do this for good health and, of course, to stay in shape.

I always travel the same route since it helps me keep track of the time and distance I want to go. I never realized that having this routine could be something that might put me in jeopardy.

My route takes me through some quiet residential areas and in some cases I would be completely unseen.



It was a Saturday morning about 8 o'clock and I was cruising along at a pretty good clip when I noticed another runner turning onto the street behind me. He wore a ski cap and was very big, but I ignored him and kept on going with him behind me.

Hearing his footsteps I realized he was gaining on me and I peeked around to see how close he was. He looked familiar and I could tell he was a black guy. I was just about to start sprinting when I heard him call my name.

"Miss Parker! Wait!"

This gave me pause and I slowed and turned to see who he was. As he slowed and jogged up to me, I recognized him.

"Lamar, what are you doing here?"

“Thought that was you,” he said, jogging in place now.

He was one of my former students, a big handsome guy, and certainly one of my favorites to look at.

I suppose if it hadn't been broad daylight I might've been concerned. But it was a bright sunny day, and I didn't even think about it. I will be more vigilant in the future, but in this case I was careless.

I was doing a little jog in place with him, and he only paused for a second, then started up again, moving down the street in the same direction we had been going. I just naturally fell in step with him, pulling to his left side. He was quite an athlete and I would be privileged to jog with him, if I could keep up.

Do you usually run this way?" I asked him.

"Sometimes."

I wasn’t sure what to say next, but I found myself admiring his form as well as his body. He wore long shorts, but his calves rippled with sinew. His waist was trim, and his chest was quite broad for a basketball player. He was definitely a hunk.

He started to push it a little harder, as though he were challenging me to keep up. So, I did just that. Without too much trouble, I pulled right up beside him.

He didn't seem inclined to say much and I was about to ask him another question when we turned the corner. It was my usual route so I thought nothing of it. I didn't notice the van at first, but we were about to pass right next to it when the doors opened. They were on me in a flash.

They must have planned it carefully, because they were very smooth and efficient. It was over quickly.

I nearly collided with one of them who stepped in front of me, and as I tried to miss him I was put off my stride. The second one stepped directly into my path and I couldn’t miss.

“Ohh!” I went as I slammed right into his embrace.

Both his arms went around me and the other stepped up behind, placing me between them.

A hand was clamped over my mouth and I was pulled backward and off balance. The van door was slid open. My feet were lifted. I was pulled inside and surrounded before I had a chance to object. It had happened in seconds.

Once inside, I kicked and pulled, but they were incredibly strong and I was soon brought to my knees, trying to push them back with both hands.

I could see the two other guys, both of them black, but then a cloth bag was thrown over my head and I was pushed down onto some kind of soft surface.

“Wait!!!” I cried out as the hand came away from my mouth.

My hands were pulled behind me and I felt metal handcuffs snap around both my wrists. I kept writhing, but was completely helpless as the van door slammed shut. Jesus Jesus Jesus!!!!

“Wait, please!” I went, my voice breaking.

They said nothing and I heard the engine start.

I started to shiver. My blood was pounding so hard I thought I might pass out. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to shut out every trace of thought……



There was movement around me. I took a deep breath. What should I do?

So far they hadn’t hurt me, and so I tried to gather my wits, and to remain reasonably cool. At least I knew one of my assailants. I focused on that. That had to be a good thing…… But still…… how did I let this happen to me?

I was panting so hard I thought I might hyperventilate. My blood was pounding. This just couldn’t BE!!!

I fought back tears and gritted my teeth. No, no, no! I had to calm myself. Calm myself. Start counting……

The guys were moving around, but no one touched me.

Lamar was a good kid, and if these were friends of his, they might not hurt me. Still, I didn’t know. I immediately figured I was going to be raped. Maybe a lot of times. I’d seen four of them, but was that all there were? There was no way to tell. But if there were only four of them, and sex was all they were planning, I would likely be okay in the end. But still, I was handcuffed, blindfolded, and totally, TOTALLY helpless.

The van was put into gear, and as it began to roll, I was compelled to speak up. I just HAD to communicate with them somehow.

“Lamar, can you hear me? Are you in this car?” I asked. My voice was clear and loud but definitely shakey.

At first no one spoke, so I tried again.

“Lamar, if you can hear me, please say so. Please…”



Finally, the answer came.

“Yes, Miss Parker. I’s here.”

Oh, huge relief… “You know you shouldn’t do this. Don’t you?”

He was slow to answer, but he did. “Yes, ma’am. I know.”

He was being polite. That was good. “I don’t suppose there’s a way I can talk you out of it…”

Again he was slow to answer.

“No. No, you cain’t.”

I could hear whispering.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked.

Again, I heard whispering.

Finally he said, “A place no one can see.”

Well, that figured, I thought. He certainly wouldn’t tell me where they were taking me, anyway.

“Are you going to do it to me here? In the van?” Those words just came out. We all knew what they were going to do. Why else would I be here? But just saying it……, well, somehow that helped me. This was all so…… big.

“We gots a mattress here,” he answered.

That was a good answer as far as I was concerned. So that was the soft surface I was kneeling on. It wasn’t too bad. Quite firm, actually. No reference to what they were going to do to me. Still, I was beginning to calm down a little.

“How many are you?” I asked. Where did that question come from? And why was I wondering if they would tell me?

Again I heard whispering.

“I’d just like to know, that’s all,” I pressed.

The answer finally came: “They’s four of us.”

The van made a couple of turns then, and began to pick up speed. But just having a conversation with Lamar helped me a lot.

I thought about Katie. It might be an hour before she missed me. I didn’t think she was going anywhere this morning, but if she did, she might not know anything had happened to me until the afternoon. On the other hand if she stayed home, she would know that was something was wrong in less than an hour.

I still had on my fanny pack, which was small and light, and held my cell phone, driver’s license and a credit card. I decided not to try to reach for it at this point.

I then had one other thought, for which I was thankful again. I had recently resumed taking the pill, figuring I would be putting out for men at possibly impromptu times. Anticipating that they might want to cum inside me, I thought it best to keep myself protected. I was very happy about that right now, since I certainly couldn’t ask these guys to pull out at the end.

We were definitely on a highway now, and I wondered how long the trip would be. I was reasonably comfortable so far, lying on my side, my hands secured behind me. I was still blinded by the bag that covered my face.

I wondered if they planned to keep me blindfolded, not letting me see who they were. I could feel the presence of at least two of them near me, and figured that Lamar and another were in the two front seats.

So far none of them had touched me, although they had certainly had the opportunity. I decided that I would try to engage them again.

“Are all four of you my students?” I asked boldly.

There was more road noise now because of our speed, so I couldn’t hear any whispering, but I was nearly certain that they were.

“You might as well tell me,” I said. “I’ve already seen one of you.”

Again there was silence and I wondered if they were going to reply. I decided to ask another question.

“Are you going to keep my face covered up?”

There was still no answer, but the van began to slow now and I figured we were getting back off the highway.

At the same time I felt hands touch my feet. I just naturally pulled back. Then they were untying my shoes. I started to try to pull away, then stopped. I made a conscious decision not to kick or move.

As the car slowed I could hear whispering now, so I spoke again.

“I wish you would talk to me.”

My shoes were pulled off, then my socks, still with no word from any of them. But also, no resistance from me.

The car came to a stop, and I heard a turn-signal.

Lamar spoke then, “I be gettin’ in back.”

“Right,” said someone, whom I assumed was the driver. His voice sounded slightly familiar.

Before there was any movement by Lamar, I felt fingers slip inside the waistband of my tights.

“No! Please!” I begged, my voice almost cracking.

The hands hesitated.

“Please?” I asked again, more gently this time.

There was a short silence, then I heard one of them whisper loudly to his friends, “We GOTS to!”

The hands started to pull my pants down.

My body tensed but again I decided not to struggle or try to move.

They pulled downward and the thin, stretchy material slid around my hips and butt easily, revealing no underwear and lots of naked skin.

I heard some heavy breathing, and the pulling continued, faster and perhaps a little desperate. Still I made no attempt to resist. If anything, I lifted my feet to make it easier for them.

The garment was totally shed and I was fully nude from the waist down. I heard several gasps at that point, and one of the guys said, “Jesis!!!!” I felt one of them unsnap my fanny pack and slip it off me.

I could tell by their reaction that these were all young guys, probably eighteen or nineteen, likely in one of my classes, and they were suddenly seeing a part of me that they never really expected to lay their eyes on. I prayed that I was right about this……

I felt someone climbing over me at that point, whom I assumed was Lamar. I spoke to him then, still maintaining my cool as best I could.

“Lamar, is that you? Please talk to me. Please. I promise I won’t try to talk you out of this now.”

Still no answer, but I could hear whispering again, this time very close.

The car made another turn and I could tell by the sound that we were on a gravel road.

“Lamar, are you going to hurt me?” It was a bold question, but I was trying desperately to get a response.

And this got me one. He spoke softly, and was obviously close to my face.

“Naw, Miss Parker. We ain’t gonna hurt you. If’n you don’ fight with us, we’ll try ‘n’ treat you good.”

My entire body flushed with relief. He sounded sincere, and I believed him. Oh, thank God…… I managed a nod.

I felt a hand touch my bare leg. It seemed tentative. Then there was another. I stayed perfectly still. Now there was a third hand. All gentle, all uncertain, but feeling the skin of my right thigh and my calf like this was totally new to them.

My body flushed and tingled. This was weird……

They continued then, as though somewhat emboldened, and something happened that shocked me to the core. I began to LIKE it.

I felt the beginnings of wetness. No! I mustn’t! Don’t let yourself feel this way!!!! No, no NO!!!

So, I fought it.

The car crawled on along the dirt road.

The hands continued, and I finally spoke again.

“Please…” I said in a gentler tone. “Please, if you’ll… take the bag off, so I can see you… maybe…… maybe it doesn’t have to be like this.”

The hands stopped then.

“We almost at our place. Then we’ll see.”

“Okay,” I said breathlessly, settling for that.

It was another two or three minutes of driving with several curves and a gentle downward slope. They were very long minutes, but no one touched me now. Finally, the car stopped and the driver put it in park. The engine died, and it was very quiet.

“Okay,” Lamar said. “Le’s set her up.”

I felt hands manipulating me, helping me to sit up. As they did this, the whispering continued. But they were respectful, and their talk was mostly logistical, as in how to set me and what to put behind me, that sort of thing.

I was righted until I sat flat on my ass with my legs stretched forward and together, my hands still cuffed behind me. I was leaning back against something that felt like a big pillow.

My t-shirt hung loosely, not quite reaching my waist, but easily covering my belly button. But it didn’t cover anything below my waist. That and my bra were the only things left.

There was more movement as I felt someone else climbing from the front to the back.

“Okay,” Lamar said. “We gonna take the bag off.”

The bag was lifted, and presto, everything came into view.

There were four of them. All black. All were students of mine.

Besides Lamar, their names were Jimmy, Jake, and one called Rumble. They were all close friends and they all played sports of one kind or another.

The back of the van was nearly empty of everything, with just one big mattress covering the entire floor. But it was clean, and they had towels and pillows spread around, so it looked reasonably comfortable.

Blinking, I took it all in quickly, fighting a desire to cry. Damn me! The tears were of rage, or maybe relief. I didn’t want them! How had I let this happen to me!?? I closed my eyes and took a deep, deep breath. I needed some strength here. Some composure. I didn’t want to look at them. But I was going to have to. They were all going to rape me. To fuck me…… Come on, girl. Take another deep breath and face it. Face them….

They hadn’t said anything……



I looked at them defiantly at first, challenging them with my eyes, but saying nothing, as I had promised. But then my look weakened and I closed my eyes again. I was still helpless, and entirely at their mercy. My emotions were running like a boiled over ocean. They were doing all this because they just wanted to fuck me. They had been overpowered by their own lust. I turned them on so much they were prone to do this very extreme and unlawful act. But there was another problem, almost as bad. I could not believe it. My body was betraying me. I was feeling an inner urge to go along with them. Four handsome black athletes. All over me. Why, oh why was this happening?

I opened my eyes again, but said nothing, waiting for them to speak first. Finally, my eyes settled on Lamar.

“Youse too beautiful, Miz Parker,” Lamar explained. “When you lef’, we knowed we have to do this.”

It was then that I noticed he had a pair of scissors in his hand. I looked at them.

“What are those for?” I asked softly.

“’Sup to you,” he answered. “If you won’ fight, we’ll uncuff your hands. Or…… we cuts your shirt off.”

I took a breath. “I won’t fight,” I said flatly but sincerely. And I meant it. In my mind, I rationalized that I had no choice anyway. But I was still royally pissed at my body and my ‘inner goddess’ for turning against me like this. How could I even THINK about being turned on right now? Shit! But they were beautiful. All four of them. I looked around and saw my fanny pack close at hand.

Jimmy came up then, and I leaned forward as he reached behind me and unlocked the handcuffs. I brought my hands around then, rubbing my wrists. I looked back at Lamar.

“Thank you,” I said. “Can we talk for just a minute before you start?”

“Guess so…”

I nodded. “You’ve got me. You’ve got me well, and I know that. And if you won’t hurt me, I’ll put out for you, willingly and without a fuss.” I noticed some eyes widen. “But I’d like to make one phone call first. It’s to my girlfriend, who’ll be worried sick if I don’t show up at home soon.”

“Girlfriend?”

“That’s right,” I said honestly. “I live with a woman. It’s not exactly what you think, because I’m bi-sexual. But at the moment, I’m involved with a woman.”

He looked at his friends, all of whom nodded, one by one. “You gots a phone?” he asked.

“It’s in my fanny pack. There,” I said, pointing at it.

Lamar opened the fanny pack and looked at the contents. He handed me my phone and I thanked him.

I dialed Katie’s number.

“Hello?” she answered.

“It’s me,” I said.

“Where are you?”

“I don’t actually…… know…”

“You don’t?”

“I’m…… I’m okay, but actually, I’ve been, uh, abducted.”

“Whaaaaaat???”

“Yes. They caught me while I was running.”

“Oh my God! Alex!” There was pleading concern in her voice.

“It’ll be all right. Don’t worry.”

“Don’t worry!!!?” She sounded nearly panicked.

“Yes. I know them all. They won’t hurt me. I’m sure.”

“You know them all? How many ALL? Jesus, I can’t believe this!!!”

“Four. I was careless, I guess.”

“But, but…. what about……?” She just didn’t know what to say.

“I really think I’ll be okay.”

“Are they gonna rape you?” she asked.

“Yes. I’m sure they are.”

“Ohh,” she moaned. I let that sink in for a moment. We were very much in sync when it came to sex.

“But if I cooperate…… I’m sure it will be all right.”

“Ohh, Alex……”

“I know…… But…… they let me call you.”

“Ohhh, but still……”

“Yeah, I know…”

“What do you want…… me to do?” she asked.

“Don’t do anything,” I told her. “I’m sure they’ll drop me off when they’re finished with me. I’ll call you then.”

“If they hurt you……”

I could hear the anger in her voice. “Don’t worry. I’ll be all right. Just be there for me.”

“You know I will. I love you, Alex,” she said firmly.

“Love you, too. Bye now.” I hung up the phone.

Lamar reached out for it and I gave it to him. “Thank you. She’ll be worried, but at least she won’t panic and call the police.”

“Geeese,” went one of them. I wondered if he was having second thoughts. Maybe they didn’t realize how much trouble they could get into for this. Or maybe he was just amazed that I was cooperating like this.

They were silent for a moment then and it was almost awkward. They had orchestrated all of this to get me here, but now it was as if they didn’t know where to start. I knew they were decent boys, all of them. I could sense they were almost oozing with guilt. It was almost touching. Their testosterone had gotten the better of their common sense. But then, they were big healthy teenage boys. Seemed pretty natural to me. And I knew they would not turn back now. Not the four of them together.



“Well?” I challenged them. “Do you want to see the rest?”

They all nodded.

Carefully but easily, I slipped my t-shirt up and over my head, then pulled it off.

I reached behind myself and unsnapped my bra, beginning to pull the straps over my shoulders.

I paused then, still covered, and looked at them. Their eyes were wide and they were as eager as ever. Looking from one to the other I asked them, “Have you guys ever screwed a white girl before?”

Three of the heads shook and one nodded. It was Lamar.

“I’ve only been with one black guy,” I admitted. Saying that I eased my bra cups forward, revealing my chest. I put my shoulders back and took a deep breath.

They still said nothing, so I decided to take command. I moved then, pulling my legs in and getting onto my knees, turning sideways to pose for them. I gave them my profile, letting them have a good view my breasts and my ass. I knew my butt would get to them for sure, and I was right. They began to breathe hard them moment I straightened up for them. I said nothing. I just kept posing, one way or another……

“Jesus!” Jimmy said softly.
I saw Jake raise his cell phone and I quickly realized he was filming with it. I put my hand up to block it.

“You mustn’t record this,” I said firmly. “If you want me to be willing, it has to be that way. It could ruin me.”

He lowered the phone, obviously disappointed.

Strangely enough, I was disappointed myself. Filming was almost constant at the school, and I was used to it. There was something quite lusty about being recorded while having sex. I nearly always felt complimented. I knew that in this case it was very, very risky, however. But my inner goddess was poking her nose in again and subverting me. Jake would very likely try it again. I would not object the next time he did.

“Thank you,” I said to him gently.

Emboldened by my little victory, I spoke again. “All right boys. Now it’s your turn. You can see me, but I can’t see you. Let’s get everything off.”

There was hardly a moment’s hesitation.

They were all dressed in loosely fitting running clothes, and they came off quickly. As their chests came to view I feasted my eyes and my inner conflict began to lessen more and more. Now that multiple partners was not foreign to me, I was not intimidated by four guys at once, and that helped a lot. I tried to tell myself that I was committed now, so I had better make the best of it. I had said I wouldn’t fuss. Now I was thinking I wanted to do much better than that. I was really heating up down below. They could fuck my brains out. I wanted them to do just that.

I wondered if they would be shy around each other, and if it would affect their performance. I figured that was certainly possible. I wondered if the sight of my body would be enough to overcome their inhibitions.

They all had to bend forward, but they could still stand up in the back of the van. And they all did that once their shirts were removed. The moment of truth was at hand.

And so, with me kneeling upright, posed like a Playboy centerfold, four black teenagers whisked their pants down simultaneously, bending forward to shake their feet loose, then straightening to reveal themselves.

As they came into view, I took them in one by one, my heart fluttering as I first saw their endowments.

None of them was fully erect, but as I looked at them, still poised in my modelling position, they all began to rise at the sight of me.

Every one of them.

“Well, just look at you guys,” I said, after I caught my breath. My eyes went from one cock to the next and to the next. “That is just a remarkable sight.” All four of them were nearly perfect. Big brown torpedoes that slowly lurched forward, growing and hardening as I knelt naked before them.

Staying on my knees, I edged closer to them, reaching out with both hands. Jimmy and Jake were on the left, and my fingers found them first.

I encircled them, using all fingers and my thumb, as well as the palm of my hand, my grip gentle, but firm enough to be serious.

They really hardened at my touch, and I did not try to stimulate them, for fear they might cum prematurely. So, I just held their cocks in both my hands, feeling them grow and stiffen in my fingers. It was such a turn-on!

I turned slightly to my right and moved my hands to the other two erections, wrapping them similarly.

Lamar and Rumble both gasped.

None of them was feeling shy at this point, and they were all reaching skyward with their mushroom-shaped knobs, leaning forward under the ceiling, but still standing like the athletes that they were.

Lamar’s right hand came down and began to stroke my hair gently, and I casually leaned forward and kissed the underside of his shaft.

His breath sucked in and I took that as a positive.

Lifting slightly, I tipped my head forward, opened my mouth and took him in.

“Jesus!” he gasped. I knew right away that they were not expecting this much cooperation. I was starting to really enjoy myself. Shame on me…… Shame, shame, shame...



I took him deeper then, sucking gently as I went, feeling his rigidity with my lips, cheeks and tongue. I knew I had best not do much here, or he would definitely get off too soon.

I moved over to Rumble’s rod then, taking him in just as I had Lamar. He made a similar grunt and his hands went into my hair. Again, I did not stay for long, but moved back over to Jimmy and Jake.

I could tell by their body language that they were anticipating my mouth, and I was turned on more than ever by their rather itchy zeal. I got the feeling that these boys were not used to a female being quite so willing or so creative. This heightened my own personal desire, and, still reminding myself that I was not here by choice, I became totally determined to show them more of a good time than they were ever expecting. I would put out for them like no girl ever had before.

I wasn’t sure how much experience they each had, but it didn’t seem to be a lot at this point. On the other hand, maybe it was just because I was white. That racial difference could be quite a turn-on. I was certainly discovering that for myself at this very moment.

As my mouth sank down on Jimmy, I realized that he was incredibly hard. It occurred to me that this might be a good way for us to start. And the way it looked, some of them might not make it all the way to full intercourse. At least not the first time. But maybe I could blow all four of them……

I slipped off Jimmy and onto Jake, who was just as hard if not harder. Rock hard, even.

I heard him moan, and it sounded almost like a sob.

It was then that I decided for sure.

My head began to bob.

I kept my lips in a tight circle around the shaft, while at the same time cradling the underside with my tongue.

I made my motion steady, but purposeful.

It didn’t take long.

“Ohh, Jesus!” groaned Jake.

My left hand came up to cup his balls, and before it even got there, his rod twitched and I felt a burst of wetness in my mouth, spreading its slippery texture around the soft void, warming my mouth as well as my mind.

I paused then, and pulled my lips up to just beneath the flange.

I took my first swallow.

I heard Jimmy ask, “Are you cummin’?”

“Yeah!” came the breathless response.

“Jesus, she’s swallowing!” I heard Rumble say.

I swallowed again, taking my reward to the tummy, hoping at that point I could do this for all of them.

My hands both came up and I found Jimmy with my left and Lamar with my right.

I swallowed a third time. Jake had a lot, but there couldn’t be too much more.

Jimmy’s cock felt harder than Lamar’s, but I made a point of grasping them both lightly.

As I made my fifth swallow, I knew that Jake was finished.

Without hesitation, I slipped off, leaned to the left, and fastened my mouth onto Jimmy.

He gasped again, grabbing my head as I started to move.

As my head rocked up and down, I felt Lamar start to move and I released him.

Jake moved back, while Lamar and Rumble switched places, both dropping to their knees onto the mattress. Jimmy continued to stand.

I moved my head a little faster and started a gentle sucking action. This only lasted about three strokes before Jimmy gave it up.

The first shot came with pretty good force, hitting my soft palate before cascading deep into my recesses.

“I’m cummin’!” he announced throatily as I pulled back to receive him.

Locking onto the same spot I had done with Jake, I waited for the second spurt before I went to work.

As it squirted another generous jet, I swallowed my first gulp, supping on the heavenly seed once again, feeling it slide nicely down past my tonsils, making its journey to my stomach.

Jimmy was also well-loaded, and his spurts came rapidly as I held on and drank his discharge.

It was five total swallows from him also, and I got every drop of his offering before I moved again.

This time it was to my right, and Rumble was kneeling and ready for me.

Since he was on his knees, his cock was lower, so I bent forward more than before. But I reached around and grabbed his right buttock to give myself support. My fingers gripped his well-rounded ass, while my right hand found Lamar’s erection, which was still hard and steady.

I began to move immediately, and I wasted no time in getting to a full stroke along the length of him.

If I could just get him down before Lamar cut loose I would have all four of them.

I got into a steady pace quickly, and I was certain Rumble already knew I intended to swallow, so the message was clear.

He was the biggest of the four of them, but not by a lot. Still he filled my mouth nicely as I impaled my throat on his pole.

I let go of Lamar then, bringing both my hands to Rumble’s ass, while my hair swished with my movements.

Once again it happened pretty fast.

Rumble’s fingers tightened on my head, and I heard him grunt.

“UNNH!...... UNNH!!....... UNNNNNHHH!!!”

He was rock hard now.

His cock twitched, and he gasped.

“CUMMIN’!! UNNHH!! CUMMIN’!!!”

This one was an incredibly big jet, that lasted for nearly three seconds. He nearly filled my mouth with just the first spurt.

I backed off quickly and swallowed immediately.

The second spurt was nearly as generous, but I was ready for it.

It was an exquisite sensation as his spunk slid along. The slippery viscosity had a very sensuous feel as it made its downward journey. The taste was rather bland, but the texture made up for it. And the satisfaction was even better than that. I was reminded how much I enjoyed swallowing a guy’s sperm.

By the third shot his load was more in the ‘normal’ category, and I took it down easily, confident now that I would get them all.

Rumble’s fingers were lighter in my hair now, and I knew he was close to finishing.

It took me six swallows to finish the big boy, but I still got all of him with enough time to turn my attention toward Lamar.

To my surprise, however, Lamar pulled me upward before I had a chance to get my mouth around him.

He looked at me gratefully as he spoke.

“I wants to do this, too. But… I really wants to be inside you.”

I gave him a gentle look, somewhat touched by his words. I reached up and found his cheek with my hand.

“I want to do it this way too,” I said. I looked into his eyes as I continued slowly and calmly, “I’m sure you can cum inside me after you’ve had a little time to recharge……. Don’t you think?”

I saw a faint smile cross his face. I saw him look down at my mouth. The mouth that had just taken three of his friends. Of course he would want it too. He nodded. “Okay.”

I sat back on my calves then, bending forward as I again put my left and my right hand around my black partner’s buns. They were round and firm, and like solid steel.

I moved my head up and tipped it forward, descending slowly. The beautiful cockhead disappeared past my lips and into my mouth.

I heard him gasp. Number four.

There was no urgency now, and I could take my time from here on.

Once he was past my lips I moved more slowly, determined to take him deeper than I had the others.



I set myself carefully, and opened as wide as I could, pushing my head forward and down until I felt his knob seat itself in the back of my throat.

His hands caressed my hair gently, encouraging me as I held this position for a few seconds. I did not move up and down at all, but rather I just exercised my throat muscles, surrounding him as I made a swallowing squeeze. It felt wonderful.

“Unnnnnnnnnn, Geeese, Geeese, Geeeese,” I heard him whisper as his hands tightened. The others were gasping too…

Then I started to bob again, going more slowly this time, and forcing myself lower on each downstroke, nearly gagging each time I hit bottom.

I really liked the way this was feeling, so I went at it a little harder. I opened my mouth as wide as possible, my lips not even touching the dark brown skin. I pushed myself down hard, repeatedly doing what I had done before.

“Guk! Guk! Guk! Guk!” came the sound.



It was then that I noticed Jake from the corner of my eye. I couldn’t be positive, but it looked like he was holding his phone in a discreet manner. There was no way I could prevent this, and as I said, I didn’t really want to at this point. I decided to ignore it, so I forced the thought from my mind, refusing to let it get in the way of the passion we were making here.

I slowed my stroke on the now-tasty cock.

I reached for Lamar’s hands then and brought them both to the sides of my face, pressing them there.

I looked up at him. Speaking clearly, I said, “I want you to fuck my face. Go as deep as you can. Okay?”

I heard the other three gasp as Lamar closed his eyes for a moment. Then he opened them and nodded down at me.

As his fingers firmed on my head I moved my own hands away. I opened my mouth wide, tipped my head back a little and closed my eyes.

“Jeeezzz,” I heard him say as he eased his pole back between my lips.

His hips began to rock, and I was breathing through my nose now as he banged his massive muscle into the back of my throat.

I forced myself open even wider, trying to take more of him. I probably had six or seven of his nearly nine inches, but my windpipe refused to let the cockhead go deeper.

Still, he was gasping and breathless, while the others were wide-eyed and eager as the sounds of our union filled the van.

“Auck! Auck! Auck! Auck! Auck!”

He pushed with pretty good force, but I figured he was holding back, afraid he might hurt me.

But at this point I actually didn’t care about that.

I put my hands back up and stopped him, then moved both my hands to his ass.

Gripping him firmly then, I seated his crown against my soft palate, then shook my head slowly, forcing myself onto him.

More gasps, from him, as well as the other three.

The smooth, mushroom-shaped cap of his erection wedged itself deeper and deeper as I moved my head left and right, turning and pushing, pulling and squeezing. I refused to let up, compelling my throat to adjust to his width. He was really big, but I almost had him, and the feel of this massive thing going down my throat was undeniably incredible.

I forced myself even farther, getting my lips within a quarter inch of the base of his rod before my gag reflex kicked in.

“ULLLLLLLLKKKK,” came the sound as my head was thrown back, nearly to the crown of his penis.

“JeeeeeZUSSS!” I heard Rumble say.

Jimmy and Jake murmured similar words, and I started back down for another try.

Lamar’s cock was even harder now, and I knew he was getting close. I hoped he wouldn’t come too soon, possibly drowning me with his sperm. But I had to have all of him now. I just HAD to.

This time I started from farther back, about halfway up the shaft. I drove my head forward then, using all the force I could muster, coercing my throat around him, commanding it to submit.

It worked perfectly this time.

My lips went all the way to the base, feeling the mass of his bush against my mouth, as his cockhead seemed to go past my tonsils and halfway to my belly.

Again, I gagged. Thrown back as before. The same guttural sound filled the van.

But it didn’t matter at this point. I had achieved my goal, and we all knew it. I had deep-throated him. And that was that……





I lifted off him completely for a moment, just to catch my breath. His hands stayed on my head, caressing gently.

I kept myself still, enjoying his touch, fully aware of the gentleness of his fingers. It was a tender moment.

“You’s amazing……” he whispered.

I smiled and nodded, and didn’t say anything.

It was time.

It was time to satisfy him.

He had done remarkably well. Excellent staying power. I was eager to swallow his seed.

My fingers tightened on his ass.

Head went forward.

Mouth opened and I moved back onto him, sliding about halfway down.

Then I began.

My rhythm was steady, right from the start. The message was clear. I was planning to make him cum.

I kept my lips light on him at first, gliding into an easy stroke, getting myself comfortable with it.

His hands stayed with my head, following my motion.

Jake, Jimmy and Rumble looked on, their mouths hanging open.

Slowly but surely, I increased the length of my stroke, still keeping the rhythm steady.

I was certain he would not hold back now, the timing nearly perfect.

I curled my tongue underneath the bottomside of his shaft, cradling it as I tightened around him just a little. I was breathing quite rapidly through my nose now, and everything was going very smoothly.

I could hear his breathing also, and felt his cock growing more and more rigid as I continued.

It was time to pick up the pace.

Moving into second gear, I not only went faster, but I began a gentle sucking on each upstroke, bringing my lips to a point just under his flange, using my tongue generously along the bottom of the shaft.

Still very steady with the rhythm, I kept both my hands locked onto his butt, which flexed like iron at my touch.

Up, down. Up, down. Up, down. In, out. In, out. In, out. It was so, so good…… There was such power in his penis! Erect, and hard, and pulsing… It was a big one, and it was beautiful……

I heard him take a heaving breath, and knew it was time for the final stretch.

Gripping his ass to balance myself and pressing my knees firmly into the mattress, I began to bob my head up and down as fast as I could go.

“Jesus!” I heard him gasp, as the others made similar gestures.

Moving with total determination now, I did not falter one little bit, but kept the pressure on, steady and tight, up-down, up-down, up-down……

Shorter stroke. Moving faster……

And it worked perfectly. His cock was almost instantly rock hard, and I knew he was right there.

I heard him gasp, then he bellowed.

“Gonna cum!” he announced.

“MMMMMM!!!” I went.

I was still moving.

His cock twitched.

Then it twitched again.

I reached under then, using my left hand and cupping his testicles, lifting his scrotum and holding it at the base of his erection. I knew this would maximize his sperm flow, and I wanted as much of it as I could get.

I don’t know if that made the difference or not, but suddenly he cut loose like a pent-up geyser.

His spunk burst into my mouth with a force of oppressed relief that would no longer be denied.

“MMMMMMM!!!” I cried.

As he grunted again I rapidly moved my lips upward, locking just under the cockhead as he unloaded a second powerful spurt that coated the back of my throat with its warmth. The black guy who was my student, and had lured me here was now cumming in my mouth!

I kept his balls tightly upward, set my knees, and began to swallow.

“Ullllp,” came the sound of the first one, as I took his jiz to the tum-tum.

Again that smooth and slippery texture felt so wonderful sliding down my throat.

I swallowed again.

“Ullllp.”

Another big jet and then another told me that he had a serious load stored up.

“Ullllp,” I went again, taking still more of him.

The sperm was still coming, but it was no longer jets, having retreated to a nice and steady stream that was easier to catch with my tongue.

I knocked back another swallow, then another, then waited a moment for him to finish before easing off him to take my sixth and final gulp. I leaned back, closing my mouth…… I closed my eyes…… Down it went……
Allowing myself a little smile, I planted a kiss on the underside of his cockhead, just below the tip.

Then I sat back and righted myself, posing for them as I raised my hands and turned my palms up, smiling.

Still on his knees, Lamar bolted forward then, putting his arms around me as he folded me into his embrace. I turned my cheek to his chest, putting my arms around him also, letting him hug me as I embraced him back.

“That was so good,” he said.

“Thank you,” I said sincerely.

“So, so good……”

Everyone was still nude, but the guys were getting restless, so one of them opened the sliding door on the van’s right side.

I thought about covering myself, but no one else was, so I didn’t bother.

Out the door I could see grass, and about twenty feet away were trees and a heavily wooded area.

“I take it we are quite alone here?” I commented.

“Totally,” said Jimmy.

“Are we getting out?” I asked.

“Cans if you want to,” Lamar said.

It was a beautiful day outside, and as Lamar spoke, Jimmy went through the door, looking around furtively to make double sure no one else was about.



We got out together then, Lamar taking my hand as I followed him out of the van.

As we came around the vehicle, the view opened up.

“Why, this is lovely,” I said.

There was a cabin, and a small lake or pond behind it. It was all surrounded by woods and appeared to be very private. But the sun was shining, and it was really a quaint little spot.

“How did you ever find this place?” I asked.

“My grandpa used to work here. Owner’s a real old guy. Never uses it no more.”

“Can you get inside?”

“Locked up,” he said, shaking his head. “’S nice down by the lake though,” he said.

“Okay,” I replied, letting him continue to hold my hand.



It felt a little weird, but I’ll never forget it. All five of us were completely nude. Here I was, holding hands with this big young black guy, strolling toward this lake.

He and his friends had abducted me, and I had willingly given all four of them a blowjob. And as soon as they were ready again, they were going to take turns fucking me.

Still, they were beautiful specimens of human anatomy, and just looking at them gave me a deep-seated pleasure. I wondered how this would all end.

I saw that Jake was still palming his cell phone, and I figured it was time to speak up about it.

“I guess I can’t really stop you from taking pictures of us. But I hope you won’t show them to anyone. That really could hurt me.”

“We’ll be real careful,” said Lamar. “I can promise that.”

“Cross your heart?”

“Cross m’ heart.”

I made a deep sigh. “Okay.”

Jake lifted his cell phone right away.

We were at the water’s edge now, so I stuck a toe in the lake, then pulled it back.

“Ooooo, that’s cold.”

The other three had closed in and we were all standing together now. Lamar slowly pulled me to him, bringing his arms around me.

Following his lead, I put my arms around his back, then put my head against his chest. The top of my head was about two inches below his chin.

“I hain’t kissed you yet,” he said, matter-of-factly.

“You can if you want to.” Then I added, “I think it’s appropriate now.”

“Like to…” he said.

I pulled my head back, then tipped my face upward.

As his lips came down on mine, my mouth opened for him, greeting him willingly, inviting his tongue to find mine.

His lips were fantastic, full and sensuous, a real gift for me.

His mouth was eager, and his tongue found mine. We began to play.

I noticed Jake’s camera closing in, but I ignored it now, kissing my black partner with no hesitation.

My hands explored his back, while his came to rest on my ass. I flexed for him and he squeezed, testing my tautness.

It was then that I felt his penis beginning to grow, and I just naturally reached down for it. Touching it gently, I lifted it and moved my body around, pressing the shaft between us, pointing it upward.

Pulling back from Lamar’s mouth, I said, “It won’t be long now.”

To that he just smiled.



Jimmy, Jake and Rumble didn’t seem to mind that Lamar was monopolizing my body, so I figured he was more or less the leader of their little group. I guessed they didn’t care as long as they all got to fuck me. It was somewhat strange to be walking around completely nude in the out-of-doors, but I found myself really enjoying it. The weather was ideal, and the guys seemed to think nothing of it, so why should I?

I thought of what it must be like in a nudist colony, and I supposed that would also depend on the weather. At least to a certain extent. It would have to, wouldn’t it?

Rumble seemed perfectly content to just stand quietly by and enjoy the scenery, glancing toward the lake and occasionally toward Lamar and me.

Jake was more engrossed in filming us now than ever before, having been given the green light. I let that one go completely. It was really out of my hands anyway.

Jimmy had gone toward the house and I didn’t know what he was doing.

Lamar seemed intent on keeping at least one of his hands on me at all times, and I did not object. In fact, I reciprocated, keeping an arm around him when it seemed appropriate.

“So…… Lamar… when did you start planning this?” I asked openly.

He cocked his head, as though thinking about whether or not he should speak about it.

“I’m just curious,” I defended. “It certainly can’t hurt to tell me about it now. Can it?”

“S’pose not,” he conceded.

“Well?”

“Started talkin’ about it right after you lef’. I seen you joggin’ about four months ago.”

“You did?”

“Umm hmm,” he nodded. “That give me the idea. I drove the route one day and I saws you again. Started watchin’ then.”

“Oh.”

“Then, we picked out a place.”

“Pretty thorough, I’d say,” I admitted. “Did you practice? Grabbing me, I mean?”

“Umm hmm. Few times. So lemme ask you a question.”

“Okay,” I said agreeably.

“You lives with a girl?”

I nodded. “It’s not that uncommon these days, I’m sure you know.”

He nodded. “I knows. Just wonderin… which you like better.”

“I like both,” I said.

“Zat so?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Me ‘n’ the guys, well, we’s just kinda…… blown away, you know?”

“How’s that?” I asked.

“You seems to be so… so……, uh, natural about it, I guess.”

I smiled. “It’s a very natural thing, really. Don’t you think?”

“Doan know about that,” he said slowly.

I smiled then. “You probably just haven’t been with a girl old enough to be comfortable with her sexuality. Until she’s had a certain amount of experience, a girl doesn’t really know what she wants when it comes to sex.”

“Maybe so,” he said. “But sure seems like you know what YOU want. I mean, you know, swallowin’ like that and all.”

I smiled at that. My swallowing must have pushed the right buttons. “It’s my duty to swallow,” I said. “And my privilege, too.”

I really smiled then, because I could see his cock start to rise right there in front of me.

“So…… you likes it?”

Another smile. “Yes. I like it a lot.”

He took a deep breath then, and I could see his rod still growing. “That thing you did,” he continued.

“What thing?”

“Holdin’ my… balls up like that?”

“Hmmm, yes,” I replied. “It maximizes the sperm flow.”

He blinked at that.

“I wanted to get as much as I could.” My eyes twinkled at him. “You liked it, didn’t you?”

He closed his eyes, nodded, and then shook his head. “Sheeeeeeeeit. I never seen anyone like you.”

Enjoying the compliment, I replied, “I’ve never known anyone quite like you either, Lamar.”

His hand slid down to my ass and his fingers tightened. His cock was now pointing straight out from his hips.

“And it looks like you’re about ready for round two,” I said as I looked at him.





“Hey! I founds a key hidden here!” Jimmy exclaimed from the porch of the cabin.

I looked up at Lamar as he called out, “See if’n it works.”

Jimmy was already trying it, and as we turned his way again, the door opened.

“Are we going to go in?” I asked.

“Don’ see why not…”

Still without clothing, every one of us, we walked up onto the porch and into the cabin.

It was a little bit dusty, but still neat, and obviously no one had been there for a very long time. There was a living room, kitchen, and two small bedrooms, all on one floor.

“I think it’s charming,” I said as we looked around.

But the guys were looking more at me now, and I knew it was about time. Time to service them again.

Lamar’s right hand slid down to my ass and I looked up at him.

“Are we going to use the bedroom?” I asked.

“Not big enough,” he said. “And we don’ wanna mess up the place.”

“That might happen wherever we do it,” I answered. “But if you want to put towels or something down, I’ll rinse them out in the lake before we leave.”

He looked at me then, showing a little surprise at this offering. Then he turned and called out again. “Yo, Jimmy. See if’n there’s towels or somethin’ around.”

I noticed then that he was sort of guiding me, pushing gently with his hand, in the direction of Rumble, who was moving closer.

I looked at him, then at Rumble, then back to Lamar. “Do you guys have some kind of ORDER worked out?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said with a nod. “We didn’t want no fussin’.”

I kept my eyes fixed on him. “That’s impressive.” Then I had a thought. “So…, is this round two?” I remembered that he and Rumble had changed places in the van.

He just nodded.

“And how many rounds were you planning?” I pressed.

He said nothing, but held up three fingers.

I nodded. “Hmphh,” I went. “I don’t know whether to be complimented, or to ask for extra pay.”

That made him smile, but I turned toward Rumble, since he was going next.

“Okay, big boy,” I said in a teacher-like tone, “How do you want me?”

“Tha’s a mighty fine question,” he replied.

This time I gave him a smile. “Well, you caught me in the right mood.” My eyes dropped down to his cock, which was now above half-staff and rising enormously. “And I can see YOU’re in the right mood……”

He smiled again.

I don’t think Rumble really knew what he wanted, and I took that as an opportunity.

I took him by the hand and pulled him, leading us toward the couch.

“How about you sit down right here,” I said, pushing him into it.

He sat down just as I asked, and his eyes widened as I climbed over his lap, straddling his knees.

He was fully upright already, but I wrapped a hand around him anyway, just to make sure.

“Looks like this might be a pretty tight fit,” I mused as I looked downward. “I’m okay with that if you are.”

“I’m not believin’ this,” he said, closing his eyes.

I gave him a warm smile.

I leaned in quickly and kissed his cheek.

I guided him under me.

The others had gathered around to watch now, and Jake was definitely aiming a cell phone our way.



I had more or less decided what I was going to do here, and as I slowly sank down on Rumble’s cock, I was pretty sure it would work out perfectly.

In spite of being over eighteen, which for a guy might mean very experienced, these guys all seemed somewhat naïve. I figured I would show them what a willing woman could do if she had the right attitude. I didn’t want them to ever forget this.

And then as I started my descent, as I felt the big black pole going in, as that hard, black penis split me, I realized just how good this was going to be. Not just for them, but for me also. Mmmmmmm. God, he was big. And hard. I had to close my eyes for a moment.

“Ohhhhhhh…….” I gasped softly……

I was incredibly well lubricated, and even though his thickness made the fit very tight, I was sliding down easily as I took him in.

I kept my head back from him, giving him an easy view of me, as I unshyly showed him the pleasure on my face. My eyes were mostly closed, but I could peek through my lids just enough to see that he watched my expression in awe, and I could feel the heat from him as his hands tightened on my butt and his cock grew harder.

Finally, I felt the big mushroom head pressing against my stops, and I let out a heavy breath while I pushed down on him firmly.



I opened and looked at him then, our eyes locking together for the first time.

“Ohh, Rumble…… That’s as nearly perfect as any feeling could ever get.”

He sort of half smiled at that. I watched his eyes dance across my face, studying me, his look one of admiration.

“God, you’s pretty,” he said with finality.

I smiled at that. It was not that I hadn’t heard the compliment before. A girl likes to be told now and then. I knew I looked good. And I kept myself in shape. Hell, that was why I was here. But the words still softened my thoughts.

“Thank you, Rumble,” I managed to say.

I don’t know if he planned on kissing me. He was so big and brutish, I didn’t think he did a lot of kissing.

But I wanted to, anyway. So, I leaned in, moved my mouth over his, then attacked him with my lips and tongue.

He responded with surprise, but caught on quickly, and soon we were hungering for each other, my hands exploring his shoulders and back, while his stayed locked on my ass. And, of course, we were also locked…… his cock, in my cunt……

We were about as unlikely a pair as one could imagine. Rumble being a big burley football type, while I was more the sophisticated schoolteacher-girl. And the contrast of his brown skin against my whiteness must have been stunning as well.

I noticed there were two cell phones pointed my way now, but I made no objection. I was about to be fucked, so I would concentrate on that.

I pulled away from his lips then, and moved my mouth to his left ear. I breathed into it, then slipped my tongue around the inner rim.

“Hohhhhhhhhhh…..” he reacted breathlessly, his grip tightening.

I whispered then. “Okay, big boy…… You got me now…… You brought me here… And now that big, black cock of yours is deep inside me……”

“Hohhhh, Jeeze,” he went again.

“Yeah, that’s right…”

As I purred I began to move also, making short, quick strokes, keeping myself deep on him. I made sure that I did all the work, not letting him make any effort at all. I breathed in his ear again.

“And now…… Big boy…… I want you to fuck me…… I want you to fuck this pretty teacher until her eyes turn blue…” I breathed again… “And when you cum…… I want you to stay deep inside me…… nice and deep, now, for sure…… way up in there, whether I’m safe or not… you just cum inside me.”

I began to pump harder then, still keeping my strokes short and very deliberate.

The other three were watching closely……

I kept speaking to him, but I let my voice begin to sound more desperate.

“Yes, big guy! Yes, that’s it…… Oh, yes… yes…”

He was breathing really deep, chest heaving, and groaning loudly. “Hohhhhhhh…. Hohhhhhhh…”

Up and down, up and down, a little faster now.

“Oh, that feels so perfect!” I wailed, still right next to his ear.

He was squeezing my ass hard now…

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

I was almost bouncing now.

He was groaning. Almost rock-hard now.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” I began to cry out, still keeping my lips close to his ear.

“Unn, Jeeeeze, unnn, Jeeeeze!” he went.

“Oh!! Oh!! Oh!! Oh!!!” louder still.

Definitely rock hard.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!!!”

“I gots to cum! I gots ta!

“Bang me, Rumble! Bang me!!! Bang me good!!!!”

I heard him grunt and then he gasped. His hardness throbbed.

I pushed myself down hard.

Then the wetness burst inside me, and I was receiving sperm.

“YES!!! Nice and deep now! Nice and deep!!!” I squeaked.

He was cumming for the second time, and this time it was inside me. And there was something so satisfying about it… something so outrageous, so deliciously wanton, I knew I was going to cum myself. I was into this every bit as much as they were now, and I knew it.

Even though I’d been taken against my will, even though these guys were forcing me, I had worked past that. I had somehow found my own selfish pleasure in coupling with them, and I would take as much from this as they did. My conscience was scolding me for that, but I shushed it. I didn’t make this happen. These four blacks did. They wanted me that much. We were as different as night and day, and these were even my students. I was their teacher, and now we were having sex. I was being a very bad girl. I loved it. And the lust of it all put me over.

It came on quickly, and suddenly I was in the throes of it, my head bucking back and forth as I choked back a sob.

Jake was the first to notice, and he spoke right up, “Hey, she’s cummin’!”

I didn’t say it myself, but I didn’t need to, as there could be no doubt anyway.

I shuddered as the contractions ripped me, completing our coupling perfectly as Rumble pumped his spunk into my throbbing honeycomb.

I clung to his giant bicepts with both hands, while he held my ass in one hand and pressed my back with the other. We stayed tight together, riding it to the finish, taking it all the way to the very end. It had been short, but very sweet, and this way I figured they would get their three rounds with me. If I could get to the third without them wearing me out, they would get what they wanted, and I would go home with a smile on my face.

We panted together for a long time, catching our breath, taking our time.

When I finally leaned back from him, he smiled wider than ever.

“That was jes SO good…”

I nodded. “Thank you. For me, too.”

We untangled slowly, and when I lifted off him the white liquid evidence began to pour out of me.

Lamar handed me a towel. Jake moved in quickly with his camera, focused on my bush. I held the towel back for a moment so he could film as Rumble’s cum leaked out of me onto the floor. When he handed off the camera to Jimmy, I used the towel to wipe up the floor.

Now Jake was the closest one to me, and by the look on his face I could tell he was going next.

I smiled as I looked him over, naked like the rest of us, and definitely hard enough to get going.

I cocked my head to the side and gave him a coy look.

“And what might be YOUR pleasure, sir?”

Jimmy laughed at my comment, but Jake seemed too wowed to even speak.

I turned three-quarters of the way around, showing him my backside, still facing him. “Maybe you’d like to take me from behind?”

“Wow! Yeah!” was his quick response.

Looking for something to brace myself with, I quickly found the back of a big easy chair. I bent forward toward it, gripping the top, waiting for Jake.

“Remember to stay deep inside me when you cum,” I reminded him.

“Shit, yeah!”



Jake’s enthusiasm continued as he entered me and began to pump.

I continued to cry out with my own loud encouragement, and soon I felt the hot spurts inside me again.

I didn’t cum this time, but Jake didn’t seem to care about that.

Jimmy didn’t either, and he wanted the same position, as he stepped right in behind me when Jake had finished. I guess there was something sensuously submissive about their teacher being naked and bent over a chair, and that really turned them on.

That was fine with me, and I was just as noisy with Jimmy as I had been with Jake. And to my personal satisfaction, this third young black stud took even less time than his predecessor. And my third load of jiz felt just as good as the first and second one.

So, I was still feeling pretty good when I finished number three, and as I righted myself I noticed that Lamar was laying a second towel onto the floor, on top of the only rug in the room.

He had obviously put some thought into this, and I smiled willingly as he took my hand and led me to the spot he had chosen.

But before we lowered he pulled me to him, and I tipped my head up to him as we faced off for a kiss.

His mouth was particularly hungry now, probably due to the pent-up passion he was feeling from having watched his three friends screw me.

His machine was totally rigid, and I guided it gently between us as we embraced, feeling it press against the front of me.

As I put my arms around him, my mouth opened up, and our tongues pushed and pulled seriously as I felt his arousal building up.

His hands slid down my back until his fingers found my ass, and his fingers explored the shape carefully, squeezing and testing while I enjoyed his touch.



As he guided me slowly toward the towels, his hands were all over me, and he kept kissing me, but not on the lips. They felt like kisses of gratitude, and I let my hands explore his well-toned body as his fingers danced along my curves. As I let him move me, I was totally willing……

When we began to lower onto the towels, our mouths met again and his palms again found my ass, spreading across both buns, where he gripped me firmly.

I flexed for him, still kissing, and found his buttocks with my own hands.

And so we knelt face to face, black against white, teacher kissing student, an abduction and rape transformed into a consensual and interracial gang bang.

I couldn’t have been more consenting at this point, and I would not have missed this for the world. The excitement and enthusiasm of these young bucks was a total turn-on, and I was hoping there would be a round three.

Thinking this, from the corner of my eye I noticed Jake’s phone aiming toward us and I broke the kiss and turned toward him. With my hands still locked onto Lamar’s ass, I smiled shyly, then turned back to kiss him again. It was light and gentle, and as our lips met there could be no doubt as to my willingness this time.

The phone stayed where it was, and I didn’t know if Jake was recording or just taking stills, but I ignored it after that, focusing on my young and studly partner.

But Lamar was finished kissing now, and I could tell that he wanted me on the floor, so I let him guide me as he wished.

I was soon flat on my back, my arms and legs reaching out to him as he moved over my body. Missionary. That was certainly all right with me.

His cock entered slowly, and my little cunny gave way without much fuss at all, feeling the penetration as he slid in right up to the hilt.

He paused for a second then, and spoke. “You’s really wet…”

My eyes sparkled as I nodded. “Umm hmm…”

The fit was exquisite, and my arms and legs went around him as he hovered above, watching my face.

My eyes closed with passion for a moment, but then I reopened them, focusing on Lamar’s face, our eyes locked together as he held himself all the way in. Then, watching me ever so carefully, challenge in his eyes, he began to fuck me.



My hands slid downward as far as they could, reaching his hips, guiding him into me, encouraging his thrusts as he rocked in and out. I lifted my legs and squeezed his hips between my thighs, pulling him forward and back, making myself active in our fusion as I drew him in and out of me.

The determination on his face could not disguise the pleasure he was feeling as he screwed the teacher that had abandoned him and his friends. I welcomed each of his thrusts with one of my own, doing my duty for our partnership, mating with him instinctively.

And as his motions grew harder and faster, I felt myself begin to lose all control.

I began to moan, then I raised my voice to a cry, nearly wailing with desperation as I knew I was soon going to release.

“Ohhh, Lamar!” I cried out openly, using his name. “Oh, you’re going to make me cum!”

This seemed to encourage him, and he seemed relentless in his force now as he slammed his cockhead to the stops of my tunnel. This brought me quickly to the brink of it, and as the hot flash began I squealed with passion.

“Ohhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!”

His movements did cease then, and he held himself deep, no doubt feeling my vaginal convulsions as I squeezed him, repeatedly and uncontrollably. He watched my face as I came……, I could see it.

My legs kicked outward, my shoulders jerked up, and my head bucked backward, hitting the towel that supported me. The spasms were sweet and long as I retreated into my world of physical sensation, the tingles making me shudder.

He stayed motionless for a long time, riding it out with me, keeping the channel tightly plugged until my contractions subsided.

As I started to come around, I noticed the phone aimed my way again, and assumed it had been there the entire time. Whatever…

Lamar leaned back at that point, and it didn’t take me long to realize that he wanted to change positions. He was by no means finished…

I let him pull me up and guide me, and was soon on my hands and knees.





I was completely in my zone at this point. Nearly numbed from the sexual gratification, like a mindless zombie ready to be led into anything… And what girl wouldn’t be after having been addressed by four big and young black athletes? Four, no less! Four big handsome guys, who, even though they had forced this upon me, had been gentle and respectful as best they could. Making sure I was satisfied, even as I did the servicing for them.

The truth was that Lamar wanted to butt-fuck me, but he wasn’t exactly sure how to approach the idea. Uncertain of how I would feel about it, he set it up to sort of spring it on me. Little did he know…… what I had already done……

But I didn’t know his intention at the time, and as he knelt up close behind me, I waited there willingly.

His hands fastened to my hips, and his cockhead entered me as before, sliding perfectly into my chute, filling its emptiness with the dark brown hardness of him. He pushed right up to the end, pressing my stops, and I closed my eyes and gasped with the wonderful feeling of it.

He rocked only for a moment then, and I would have let him do that for an eternity, but his lusty agenda went beyond this now.

There was some whispering, which should have alerted me, but as I said, I was quite out of it, and nothing seemed to matter.

He retreated then, and the next thing that I felt was some gooey substance being applied to the crack of my ass.

Now I knew instantly what was happening, and snapped out of my reverie, lifting my head.

I said nothing at first, then felt a finger touching my opening, testing the tightness, tentative in its touch as the tip inserted very slowly, and just a little.

My chest heaved.

I could tell it was Lamar’s finger, as the others were not that close, and the knob of his cock was still engaged into my regular doorway, although not by very much.

I could feel the tension in the room, and Lamar’s touch was tentative enough for me to understand that he was asking.

I turned to look back but couldn’t see him directly.

“Is that what you want?” I asked pointedly.

His reply was another question. “Has you ever……?”

I nodded. “Yes, Lamar. I have.”

I heard the others let out a breath. I also felt Lamar’s cockhead twitch with excitement.

Still speaking breathlessly, I said the words I was sure he wanted to hear. “You can do that to me if you want to.”

“Ohh, baby,” he slowly exhaled.

“Just take it slow,” I pleaded.



The girth of him was incredible. Or at least it felt that way to me. But it was not that much of a surprise, really. I suppose that’s because the anus is one of the most resilient parts of the human anatomy. It always closes up tight after use.

But Lamar was perhaps the biggest male I had ever had in there, so there was no question that he would be tight up the poop-chute.

He applied the lube to himself and it really helped as his crown pressed against my tiny ring. I couldn’t help but groan loudly as he leaned in, putting his weight behind the invader. My bung gave way helplessly and I felt the gigantic muscle split my buns ruthlessly as the head engaged.

“Ohh, sheeeeeeee….” I heard Lamar gasp, and I wondered if this was HIS first time doing this. I would have to ask him later.

There were other gasps in the room.

“Sheeeeeeeeit, tha’s tight,” he informed his friends. They were all watching tensely, quiet now but definitely attentive.

As he kept pushing forward, it felt like a baseball bat was going in there, but I braced myself to take it. I wanted this now. No so much for myself, but because HE wanted it. It’s the girl’s role to please her man, and it was instinctive to me.

So, I gripped the towel on the floor and braced myself…, and took him up the butt……

His fingers gripping tight as ever, he pulled me onto him while he pushed against me, and the big brown rod slid deeper and deeper into my helpless a-hole.

I moaned uncontrollably with every inch of him, and finally after about four he stopped.

I gasped and let my head fall forward, then lifted it again.

“You’s okay?” he asked softly.

I nodded and gasped, “I’m okay…… You can keep going….”

“Ohh, Geeese,” I heard one of the other guys say.

His fingers tightened even more, and he pushed a little deeper. Then he retreated, then pushed deeper still.

I gasped.

He paused again.

“Don’t…… stop……” I said breathlessly.

The other guys gasped again.

I lifted my head back and winced as he pushed forward again. Then he stopped.

“Tha’s deep enough,” he said.

I nodded.

He retreated a little then, and gave it a pump.

“Whooooo, tha’s mighty tight,” he declared as he began to rock slowly.

I gasped with the discomfort of it, knowing that my bung would adjust, hoping it would happen soon.

His movements were slow, indeed, but his rod was nearly rock-hard already, obviously very engorged at the idea of being in my ass. But it was richly satisfying, even through the hurt of it. A good hurt, but nonetheless a hurt. Still…… well worth it at this moment.

He picked a steady pace and stayed with it, his strokes even and determined, although going slightly deeper as he worked on me, while my alimentary canal adjusted to him.

My head came up and my eyes blinked, and there was Jake’s phone, right in my face again. I ignored it. He moved in closer and closer, pushing the envelope, looking for the most intimate depths of my emotion.

When he closed to within inches of my mouth, and I knew that was the only feature in his frame, I opened for him, giving him a heavy gasp as I put the tip of my tongue against my upper teeth and held it there. I gasped again, letting my lips tremble for him.

He backed off slowly, getting my entire face, which I kept elevated, giving him everything he wanted.

As he retreated, I got a full view of his nakedness, and he was fully erect, even as he held the phone. A quick glance behind him told me his two friends were also hard, both of them with cock in hand as they watched me and Lamar. It was definitely looking like there would be a round three.

My butt was fully adjusted now, and Lamar was making a fine stroke, pumping harder now, no longer so careful in his thrusts.



The main room of the quaint little cabin was filled with the sounds of my cries and Lamar’s grunts as his friends watched him sodomize me. I cried out openly, although no longer feeling any discomfort whatsoever, taking his long, hard torpedo to the deepest recesses of my ass as his hips now smacked my buttocks with each thrust.

As was many times typical of anal sex, that which started off rather uncomfortably could provide a very hot and lusty finale. And as this big black man was taking pleasure from banging my asshole, I knew that I was about to have a very intense orgasm.

Being grabbed by the four of them, blindfolded, thrown into the van, and whisked off to their secret cabin, my body penetrated repeatedly, and of course, receiving their sperm, was a magnificent prelude to this degradation of being fucked up the ass. And as I took the plunging monster between my milky-white cheeks, as every single inch of Lamar’s bone filled my rear end, two of his friends had knelt down and were scooting closer. Jimmy and Rumble were planning to come on my face. And Jake was right beside them with his phone, ready to record it.

This would pretty much complete my humiliation, and give them what they wanted. Complete evidence that I had been a willing partner in all of this.

But I couldn’t think about that right now. The wantonness was too perfect. Everything felt too good. My nerve endings were tingling and my blood was rushing like never before. I was moist and glowing for the heat of this. I wanted every bit of it, and there was no going back.

I gritted my teeth, grabbed the towel, and banged back against my partner.

“Ohh, GIVE IT TO ME!!!” I cried. “BUTT-FUCK ME, LAMAR! Make me CUM!!! BUTT-FUCK ME!!! OHHH…… Gonna cum now. GONNA CUM!!!”

He slammed me even harder as I encouraged him, and that put me over.

“OH! OH! OH! OH!” I cried, my head falling and lifting, falling and lifting, my hair flying.

And then the super nova detonated.

I screamed.

My head shot up and my body froze.

My muscles all caved in at once.

I made a massive shudder, my head jerking side to side, uncontrollably, as I let it take me.

I was completely breathless. I could say nothing. I’m sure they knew anyway. I liked to announce it, but I couldn’t this time.

Lamar saw it though, and he rammed his rod deep and held it there, filling my shitter.

My sphincter constricted. Again and again and again. I knew he could feel that. I could feel him. Every inch of him.

We rode it out together, locked to each other, his hands on my hips and his cock inside me as I bucked and bounced through my climax. It was as good as it gets, and I had nearly sixty seconds of ecstasy before I felt the first sliver of sperm hit my face.

It gave me a start. I jerked with surprise.

Another one followed, crossing my eye and beading my cheek as I looked to see.

They were both there. Jimmy and Rumble. Kneeling in front of me, cocks aimed right at me, stroking themselves as their spurts jumped onto my face and into my hair like so many slivers of melted sugar.

I kept my face tipped upward for them, presenting my features, closing my eyes as they decorated me.

I knew Jake was there with the phone, recording or taking pictures, but that certainly didn’t matter now.

Their sperm rained down on me, and when I heard them talking I opened my eyes.

Jake handed off the phone, then he moved in to add his spunk to the others’.

I closed my eyes again, waiting to accept the offering, ready to let them finish their little scene. Might as well complete what we started……

Lamar, meanwhile, had started pumping again, knowing I was past my climax. He began to ream my rectum for the final stretch.

The first few motions were slow, but he picked up his pace and was moving as fast as ever.

Feeling the raw-boned hardness of him, I knew he was almost there. My fingers dug into the towel. I leaned back. I clenched my teeth.

“UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH!” I went as he pounded me.

Jake had finished by now and moved back.

My cum-drenched head rocked back and forth with my black partner’s motion.

“UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH!!!!”

It did not take long.

“Gonna cum!!!” I heard him yell.

“YES!!!” I hissed.

“Here we go!!!”

“UNNNHHH!!” I nodded.

He groaned a big one and slammed all the way to the end. I felt the wetness explode into me, as deep in my body as ever before, cascading into my hershey with all the force of Lamar’s passion.

I heard him say, “I’M CUMMIN’ IN HER ASS!!!”

His words of lust put me over again. HER ass? That did it. There is something inherently sensual about being used, and that pushed the right button right now.

I came again.

I did not announce it this time either, not so eager to share at this moment. They were getting what they wanted anyway.

But of course, they could tell.

As my body began to convulse, there could be no doubt.

I just let it happen.

I made no noise, uttered no sound. Just let my uncontrolled spasms take my feminine frame wherever it would go.



And so, we came together. Lamar and me. Jake, Jimmy and Rumble, too. It was a memorable finale. Worthy of what we had done. They all stayed right there with me, taking it all the way to the end, waiting until my last convulsion had completely dissipated. It was perfect.





Lamar was gentle and respectful as he slid out and then caressed me. They all helped me up.

“There must be a bathroom here,” I said. I could barely see from all the cum that was in my eyes and in my face, but they escorted me into the small half-bath on the first floor.

They all came in behind, watching me as I took my first glimpse of my sperm-covered face.

I said nothing as I saw my reflection as well as the phone that Jake held up to record this.

I did not smile as I let him get the angle he wanted.

Lamar was right behind me, his face very close. It was then that I asked, “May I have a few minutes?”

“Come on, guys. Le’s let her be,” he said to them.

They left me and I closed the door, taking a deep breath. I was still naked and without clothing. Were they finished with me? I did not know. They had all cum three times except for Lamar, but he had just finished.

I wiped the sperm from my eyes and looked in the mirror. I reflected on what I had just done. It was quite good, actually. I could never deny that I was into it. Totally. And I was okay. All is well that ends well. I guess. I might be a little sore tomorrow.

I decided to leave a trace of the jiz on my face and all of it in my hair. It was starting to dry now. Anyway, I somehow wanted to be home and to share it with Katie. If they would let me go, that is.

I looked in the mirror, forced a smile, then turned to open the door.

Shoulders square and proud, I stepped out of the bathroom, fully naked, into the open room.

The guys had been sitting, but they immediately stood up and came up to me, all looking concerned and even apologetic.

I was immediately touched, and I smiled at them.

They were all still unclad, just as I was, but they were no longer erect.

“You doin’ okay?” Lamar asked first.

“I’m okay,” I said, forcing a broader smile.

“We’s okay to take you home now, if you wants…” he offered.

“Only two cums for you?” I teased.

It was his turn to smile. “It’s okay.”



When we pulled up in the van in front of my house, Lamar turned and said, “Sorry we had to do it this way. Didn’t know any other.”

“It’s all right, guys,” I said gently. “Really, it is.”

“I s’pose there’s no way, but….. could we……” He paused.

I smiled. “We’ll see…… Maybe……”

His eyes lit up. They all did.



As I opened our front door, Katie came bounding toward me immediately. I could see that she had been worried and stressed, but I gave her a smile.

“I’m okay.”

“Ohh, thank God! Thank God!!” she said desperately, hugging me.

After a quick moment she leaned back to take a hard look at me. “My GOD, you look ravaged.” I could see her eyes growing moist, but I smiled again.

“I’m fine, really,” I assured her.

She looked at my hair. “They came on your face?” she asked.

“In the end they did.”

“You’re sure you’re all right?”

I nodded.

“Who were they?” she asked. “Do you know?”

I nodded. “Four of my black students.”

“Black!” she gasped, with a heave of her chest.

“I saw one of them jogging and I joined him,” I explained. “We ran together for a moment, turned a corner, and there was a van, with three of his friends.”

“Wow. They planned it carefully.”

I nodded. “They sure did.”

Again she studied my face. She pulled me toward the bedroom.

“What can I do? What would YOU like to do?” she asked.

“How about…… you just stay with me while I clean up. We can talk about it.”

“You got it,” she said with firm support.

Three minutes later we were both in the shower together, soaping each other, touching, hugging, and kissing. I continued to talk.

She wanted to hear all about it as much as I wanted to tell her. And I watched her expression change as I related the entire event. We dried ourselves and got into bed. I told her everything, and in as much detail as I could.

“My GOD!” she expressed when I had finished the narrative.

I looked her up and down. “It turned you on, didn’t it.”

She nodded, guiltily.

“Okay, so I have a thought.”

Her eyes opened. “What’s that?”

“I think they’d be more than eager to do this again, and I think it should be the TWO of us next time.”

“Are you serious?”

I nodded.

“My God, my God,” she mused, her eyes drifting into space……

I studied her as she thought about it. Somehow I just knew……