White Sucs Blac (teacher 1)

White Sucks Black, Black Fucks White (The Teacher) Part 1

Married white male teacher fucked and enslaved by Blacks.

If stories about dominant black men turning straight white men and their families into cocksucking sex slaves offend you, then try reading some other story. If you are looking for loving relationships between men, try the gay romance section; this story isn't it. If you don't like bisexuality, father-son incest, lots of facial cum or the occasional golden shower, this is not the story for you. If degrading sex and over-the-top racial stereotypes offend you, stop reading now. All characters are over 18. This is all pure fantasy, none of this is real; do not attempt this at home. And of course, in real life, always practice safe sex (or better yet, maybe just jerk off to these stories and nobody gets hurt.) Note: All high school students are 18yr old seniors.

White Sucks Black, Black Fucks White (The Teacher) Part 1

"In conclusion, all white men should suck Black Cock, including you!"

I nearly gagged and fell out of my chair as those words jumped out of the term paper I was grading. I instinctively looked toward the open door to my study to be sure my wife and kids weren't anywhere around. I was also shocked that my dick was straining to break out of my pants. How the hell could that be? I was completely straight, with a beautiful loving wife and family. The thought of sucking a Black man's cock had never even crossed my mind before. Now the thought was seared into my brain, as I imagined myself kneeling naked and sucking the cock of Darren, a Black student in my Senior American History class and author of the term paper that I now had no idea what grade to give.

I had expected trouble from Darren Jefferson on the first day of class a couple months before. He was a star football player and son of the school's highly successful football coach. I just assumed that I would be expected to give him a passing grade so he could remain eligible to play, which I had no intention of doing. To my surprise (and embarrassment for stereotyping him,) Darren was an outstanding student in addition to an incredibly gifted athlete. He was articulate, polite, a great writer, and a perfect gentlemen, although there were rumors going around that he (and his twin brother Daryl) had had sex with most of the white cheerleaders and even several of the teachers, including several men. After seeing how well he did in my class, I passed that off as just scurrilous gossip, although he did seem to always have at least one white cheerleader or pom-pom girl on his arm. I did have to admit that I had noticed the sizable bulge in his pants, and had concluded that at least that stereotype was true.

I still couldn't get over my shock at the conclusion of his term paper, nor the shock of getting an erection thinking about it. The paper itself had been very well written and researched, although it was a comprehensive accounting of everything bad white people had done to Blacks, going back to the first arrival of Black slaves at Jamestown in 1619. Darren had accurately covered everything from Nat Turner's Rebellion, the Dred Scott decision, Emancipation Proclamation, the KKK, lynchings of Blacks, Jim Crow and numerous race riots, most of which involved white mobs killing blacks, such as at Wilmington, Tulsa/Greenwood, and Rosewood.

As I neared the end of Darren's paper, I definitely was feeling a sense of "white guilt." I was almost convinced that whites should be paying reparations to Blacks for all the wrongs we had committed. I had already decided that this was an "A" paper before I reached the very last page, which as it turned out, would change my life forever.

As I still couldn't get the thought of me sucking Darren's cock out of my mind, I opened the envelope that had been attached at the end of the paper. As I pulled out the 8x11 photo paper, I got another shock of a lifetime. Divided into nine sections, with eight photos and one blank, each photo showed a different teacher in our school, four women, three men, and one couple, completely naked and being fucked in the mouth and ass by Darren and his brother Daryl, and other Black senior students. Each photo was captioned with the names, ages, and addresses of the teachers being gangbanged. I immediately noticed that the blank spot had my information and was captioned, "Your photo here. Coming Soon."

My heart was pounding and my dick was throbbing as I couldn't stop looking at the photos of teachers that I knew with their mouths and asses stuffed with huge black cocks. These were highly respected professionals, being used by barely-legal Black students. I knew all of them to be married, and all of them had kids of their own, most of them even went to the same church my family did. I was drawn to the photos of the white male teachers being fucked. Not one of them in a million years would I have ever guessed would be sucking black cock, or sucking any cock at all for that matter.

The white guys in the photos being fucked were all fairly macho men. Mr. A was the Assistant Principal, and he was being fucked in the school detention center. Mr. B was the Resource Officer (i.e., school cop) and he was being fucked right in his office, his uniform still around his neck and ankles, but otherwise naked. Mr. D was the shop department head, and he was being fucked right on top of one of the old cars in the auto shop.

I noticed that all the white men were fully erect, like I was, as they were taking black cock in their mouth and ass. How could they be excited by being used as fuckmeat by 18-year old black teens? How could I be so excited looking at it? I thought I was almost about to cum in my own pants without even touching my dick. My god, what would their wives think if they saw their husbands fucked at both ends by black cock?

The white women being fucked were also surprising, except for maybe Mrs. D. She was an English teacher and cheerleading coach who had a bit of a reputation as a party girl, and who would wear the same skimpy cheerleading uniform as her girls on pep day, which I noted would be tomorrow. But Mrs. E was the school Principal! She was being fucked in the ass and mouth right in a boys' bathroom under the urinals in what looked like a puddle of piss. Her hair was soaking wet; had they actually pissed in her face?

Mrs. F was the Head Librarian, and she was being fucked right on top of the library circulation desk, also in the ass and mouth. Mrs. G was a history teacher, like me, and was the sponsor for the National Honor Society. I noticed several of the top students in the school were watching as she was being triple penetrated by three black students, right on the auditorium stage. What would their husbands think if they saw their wives being fucked like this? What if their kids saw their mom being gang-banged by Black students, some of them possibly in the same grade or class with the Black teens?

Needless to say, if the Black Jefferson brothers were fucking the Principal, the Assistant Principal and the school Cop, that would explain why they could fuck so many teachers in such brazen and open places and get away with it.

I was mesmerized by the married couple, Mr. and Mrs. H, who were in a naked 69 right on top of the desk in her classroom, with him on the bottom. One of the Black twins had obviously just pulled out of Mrs. H's pussy (or maybe ass) and stuffed his big black cock into her husband's mouth, while the other twin was fucking him in the ass, and a third Black (who I recognized as the school janitor) had his cock in the wife's mouth, which was overflowing with cum, dripping on to her husband's untended erect cock.

I then focused on the blank spot with my name and wondered what it would be like to be fucked in the mouth and ass by two Black students. Where would they fuck me? On my desk in class? In front of all my students? In my own home in front of my wife and children? Would they make me watch as they gang-banged my wife and my 18 and 20-year old sons? Would they make me eat their cum out of my wife's pussy or my sons' assholes? Why was I so damn hard thinking such perverted thoughts? Where were these thoughts even coming from? My wife and I had a great sex life, but it had always been pretty vanilla one-on-one. Had she ever been fucked by a black cock, before or after we met?

"Hey, hon," came my wife's voice right at the door. I jumped like a cat caught by surprise. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's OK," I said, my heart still racing. "I was just concentrating on this paper," I answered hoping like hell that she hadn't seen the photos of all the teachers being fucked. I couldn't be sure how long she had been at the door, but she gave no sign of anything unusual. In fact she looked down the hallway to be sure the coast was clear, and pulled off her top, revealing her large, beautiful breasts, smiled at me and said, "I'll be the naked one in the bed."

My wife was actually a Navy Officer, but that didn't stop her from being an incredibly sexy woman when she wanted to. She was now 42, but still looked great in a bikini, or even better when she was on her knees, in her service dress white uniform, sucking my cock. She was a great officer, wife, mother to our two sons, an incredible cocksucker, who sometimes even wanted me to fuck her ass or cum on her face. What more could a man possibly want? How could I possibly be thinking about having sex with Black boys when I had such an attractive, accomplished and loving wife?

And yet, I couldn't get the images out of my mind of those big black cocks penetrating the mouths, cunts, and asses of white teachers that I knew and worked with. How would I react the next time I encountered any of them? What would I say to one of them knowing I'd seen them with a big black cock in their mouth? Heck, Mr. and Mrs. H were practically next-door neighbors, went to the same church, our kids were best friends. I saw them all the time, and now I'd seen them both naked, together, being fucked at both ends by Black teenagers.

And then it hit me. What the hell was I going to say when I saw Darren in my class tomorrow? Should I confront him? Should I pretend I hadn't seen anything? Should I give his paper an A or and F? Should I report this somehow? How did he know I wouldn't report this? On the other hand, who would I report it to, since he was already fucking anyone in the school with any authority? I decided I better go to bed before I drove myself crazy.

I went to my bedroom with visions of black cock dancing in my head, and my own cock harder than it had ever been it seemed. I tried to make it go down, but my dick had a mind of its own. I slipped under the covers, and true to her promise my wife was naked. But then, she always slept completely naked. I'd wondered if she slept naked when she was on board ship? I wondered if she sucked Black sailors' cocks? Christ, what was getting in to me?!

I was trying to be discreet about my erection, but as she often did when we went to bed, she reached for my cock to give it a few playful strokes.

"Whoa, what's gotten in to you?" she said as she grasped my hard dick. "I didn't think grading term papers was that exciting?" she joked. If only she knew, although I hoped she didn't. "I know it's a school night, but we can't let that go to waste," she continued, and before I knew it her mouth was on my cock.

I moaned as my naked wife worked my hard dick further and further into her throat, eventually taking my decent sized cock all the way to my balls. What an incredible women she was. But as she gave me a deep throat blow-job, I kept thinking about Mr. A sucking black cock. Of Mr. B with black cock in his mouth. Of Mr. C taking black cock down his throat. Or me, sucking my Black student's cock in front of my class. Damn, how could I get these perverted thoughts out of my mind?

By this time my wife was completely out from the covers, her glorious naked body in plain sight, on all fours like a bitch in heat, as she took my 7" cock all the way down her throat. But out of the corner of my eye, I thought I noticed movement, and I realized I had failed to completely shut the door to our bedroom. Then, without warning, my wife grabbed my cock, swung her body on top of me, sank her sopping pussy on to my dick and began riding me like a cowgirl.

I detected movement again at the door, and realized that our youngest son was peeking around the door. To my horror, my son had no doubt gotten a great view of his mother sucking his dad's cock, and now was watching her bounce up and down on my dick. From his angle he would no doubt be able to clearly see his mother's pussy riding up and down his father's hard dick. I knew I should do something, but my wife was so into our fucking, and it felt so incredibly good, I certainly did not want to interrupt it. I resolved to confront my son later, and thought back to when I was a horny teenager and spied a few times on my parents having sex.

As my wife continued riding me, I noted that my son had become increasingly indiscreet as he watched his naked mother having sex. I could see that he too was naked, and he was stroking his hard cock, which was as big as mine. I knew it was perverted for me to let him continue, but my wife had not seen him and she wasn't about to stop until she came. I'd momentarily forgotten about black cock. Finally as my wife shuddered in orgasm, and I began pumping sperm into her pussy, and my son was brazenly standing in the doorway jacking off, the thoughts of all those naked teachers being fucked by black cocks came flooding back, and I had an orgasm like I'd never had before.

As my wife fell exhausted beside me, her ample breasts heaving, she whispered, "Honey, please eat me." Where the hell had that come from? That was something we'd never done before. I mean, I ate her pussy all the time, just not after I had shot cum in it. But if my wife wanted something, I wasn't one to refuse her. So I got up on my hands and knees and buried my face in her soaking wet pussy and commenced licking, mindful that if my son was still watching he was getting a good view of his dad's ass and hanging balls.

"That's so hot, baby," my wife moaned as she writhed in ecstasy as if she was about to orgasm again. "Can you taste your cum?" my wife said, shocking the hell out of me. She'd never said anything like that before. I kind of mumbled something into her pussy and kept licking.

Then, as if she had a renewed burst of energy, she rolled me on my back and straddled my face, lowering her pussy to my lips, which caused a large gush of cum, my cum, to flood into my mouth. "How about now? Can you taste your cum now?" she said, loud enough that if my son were still outside the door he would have definitely heard what his mother said.

With so much cum in my mouth, I definitely could taste it. I couldn't say anything though because she then began grinding her pussy on my face. For some reason I imagined it was Darren's cum in my mouth and that he had just fucked my wife and made me suck his cum from her pussy. This inexplicably made my cock rise back to full attention.

My wife spun around on top of me, still grinding her pussy into my face, except now my nose was in her ass. She stated grinding even harder. "I see your dick really likes this," my wife said, noticing that I was hard again. She then shuddered in an intense orgasm as she soaked my face in her pussy juice. I couldn't help it, and I blew my own load without even being touched.

"You like eating your cum, don't you?" said my wife. "It's OK. I still love you, my cum-eating husband. You've been a very bad boy." Then she slurped up all the cum on my cock and stomach, then planted her lips on mine and forced the cum from her mouth to mine. "Swallow it baby. Swallow your cum."

Although totally shocked that my loving wife would want me to do that, I did as my wife ordered. And I saw that my son was still watching and had seen the whole thing. Jeez, how was I going to handle that? What would he think of his cum-eating dad? Would my son still respect me in the morning?

"I love you so much, baby," my wife said.

"I love you too, darling," I said, wondering what she would look like being gang-banged by Black men. How sick could I get?

I had a hard time falling asleep that night. I was trying to figure how I was going to handle Darren in my class the next day. I couldn't believe he had dared to write that "All white men should suck black cock. Including you," as the conclusion of his term paper. He expected me, his teacher, old enough to be his father, to suck his cock!

Based on the photos, it was clear that the rumors that Darren and his brother had fucked white teachers, male and female, were true. I assumed that the rumors that they had fucked most, if not all, of the white cheerleaders and pom pom girls, were therefore true too. I certainly couldn't go to the principal and assistant principal, because they were fucking them too. I wondered what other teachers or students they were fucking, because I suspected the nine teachers in the photo were not the only ones.

At one point I got out of bed, as my wife was sound asleep, and went into my study and turned on my computer. My morbid curiosity got the better of me, and although I hesitated several times, I did an internet search for "black men fucking white men."

I was shocked that I got many thousands of hits. The first one was "Group of Black Men Fuck White Guy," then "12 Black Men Unloading into a White Man's Ass," and a few entries further down, "Black Men Fuck White Man Whilst Wife Watches." I looked a few pages in and saw, "Black Men Fucking White Men's Wives" and "Why do White Men ask Black Men to fuck their wives?"

I tried to narrow the search by typing "married white men sucking black cock," and still got thousands of entries, such as "Black Straight Dicks and Nude Married White Men Sucking Cock. I clicked on one entry, "Why do White Men Suck Black Cocks?" which revealed a whole sub-culture of otherwise straight white men who willingly submit to sucking black cock. As I looked through various sites, it seemed that there were literally many thousands of white men sucking and being fucked by Black men, and it struck me, that's just the ones willing to do it on video posted on the internet.

With my hard again dick crying out for more, I tried another entry, "White men forced to suck black cock," and got hits like "Black Dude Fucking Wife and Forcing Husband to Suck Black Cock," and "White Guy on his Knees Sucks off Black Dick in the Open." I was sitting in my chair, completely naked, with yet another raging erection, filled with shame and excitement at the same time.

I delved even deeper into the dark side, doing a search for "White Men Raped by Black Men" and the first hit was "White Men Raped by Black Men videos," a whole site devoted to Blacks raping white men, with hundreds of different white men roleplaying, albeit pretty realistically, at being raped and gang-raped by Black men. I thought something that perverted would get my dick to go down, but it didn't. I was thinking, what is wrong with me? I'm being turned on by the idea of being made to suck on of my Black student's cock, while another one fucked my ass (a place where no cock had gone before.)

I realized I better not linger too long. I'd hate to have my wife or son discover I was surfing black-on-white porn. I turned off the computer and then re-read the conclusion of Darren's paper. In a strange way, I actually had to agree with him. After all the terrible things white people have done to Black people, it only seemed just that all white men should get down on their knees and beg forgiveness by sucking black cock. I felt a primal urge to atone for the sins of my ancestors, by letting Black men use my mouth and ass as cumdumps. I went back to my naked wife in bed, and finally fell asleep, wondering what Darren's cum tasted like.