So being an eighteen year old senior, and a high school cheerleader, definitely had its perks. All of the guys wanted to fuck you and all of the girls wanted to be like you.
Living in a small town and being as I was the only black cheerleader on the squad made me feel even more special. Since the year started I had fucked numerous guys from the various sporting teams who all wanted to fuck the hot black girl before going away to college. However, towards the end of the year I started getting bored with the high school boys and wanted something different. You guessed it, I started fucking my teacher. My English Literature teacher to be more exact. He was in his late thirties with blonde hair and blue eyes who kept himself in shape by hitting the gym regularly. We had been dating, or fucking, for about three weeks now and it was intense. The first time he bent me over his desk in the classroom, pulled my panties down from under my skirt and drilled into me hard and rough. I enjoyed every minute of it and drank every drip of his cum as he finished in my mouth.
The week before final exams came around and I knew our relationship was coming to an end soon. Sure, I'd probably be able to find him in town here and there and still fuck him on occasion but not like we had done these past few months.
It was on the Friday evening before that he had passed me a note saying to meet him after school in the hallway near the teachers lounge. I hung around my locker late after school just killing time and as if I were cleaning out my locker when I noticed him calling to me. I walked over to him and he asked me to follow him. We would go to the science lab for a final fuck session before school was over. I smiled as he led the way, watching his ass inside of his Dockers as he went ahead of me up the stairs to the Science wing of the school. We entered into the science lab. It was dark, the only light was the outside daylight coming in through the windows.
He blindfolded me, telling me he wanted it to be special. Feeling kinky, I agreed and was blinded. As I stood there, blind, he started peeling my clothes off. First my t-shirt top and then my jeans. Now there in only my bra and panties, he began to let his hands wander around my body as he kissed me all over. He had a soft touch and it turned me on. I heard a faint noise and was alarmed. He calmed me and told me it was alright, kissing me over again. I relaxed again and then he told me that he wanted to give me his surprise. I smiled and tried to guess what it was but he kept denying every suggestion. He then removed my blindfold. I saw him but then saw my Science teacher standing beside him. I quickly covered my body but with having small hands and nice, plump tits, its harder to do. He told me that they both dated a student every year and towards the end of the year, they both shared the girl they happened to be fucking.
I looked at my Science teacher who wasn't a bad looking guy either. He was also pretty built but older than my English teacher. I smiled and told him that if it was what he wanted, and that it was a running tradition, then who was I to stop it. I then embraced the Science teacher in a warm kiss with one hand behind his head and the other rubbing his crotch, probing for his cock. As we kissed, I could feel the bulge grow in his crotch. I stopped and looked at my English teacher. He smiled and gestured towards my probing hand. I took a knee and went down and freed the mystery cock from my Science teacher's pants. It was nice, with a huge bulbous head and veiny. I licked on the head a few times before taking it into my mouth.
'You were right about her,' the Science teacher said, 'she does give great head'.
I looked up and smiled. 'Are you both going to use me today?', I asked.