NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age. This story takes place in a student's senior year of high school.
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you!
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As I closed the door behind me, I heard a voice coming from beside me.
"Nice one, my nigga. Mrs. Richardson has some nice big white titties, huh?" I looked over and saw a massive black man tower at least 6 feet tall. His whole body looked to be pure muscle. Hell, I could even see his eight pack abs through his skin tight shirt.
"Yeah...they really are something, I guess." The man looked down at me with a confused look on his face.
"Of course they are. Those things were made to be wrapped around big fat nigga dicks." There was that word again.
"I...ugh...I don't like it when you say that word...whoever you are." I was met with another confused look.
"The name's Andre. I'm the quarterback of the football team. And you better get used to that word, lil' nigga." He looked around for a few seconds and then back to me. "Come on, let's take a little walk." As we walked down the hall, we passed countless amounts of white kids.
It wasn't hard to see the kind of effect that Andre had on the white population. Every girl we passed smiled a huge grin and waved at Andre. On the other hand, when we passed the guys most of them almost seemed afraid of him. They took one look at him and as their eyes got big, they slowly backed away.
"That is the kind of affect us niggas have on whites. Even the word 'nigger' makes whites go crazy. It strikes fear into the hearts of pathetic white boys. And most importantly...it gets white cunts dripping wet just from hearing it. So you better get used to that word, boy. It's a word that means strength and power." He put his arm around my shoulder as we continued walking down the hall. "I bet Mrs. Richardson was begging for you to jam that big nigga cock into her cunt, huh? That bitch is known for taking as much nigga dick as she possibly can."
"Well...we didn't have sex. She...ugh...she just blew me." With those words, Andre stopped dead in his tracks and stared at me.
"What the fuck do you mean? Didn't you want any of that sweet white cunt?"
"Well...I'm just kind of nervous. I've ugh...I've never had sex before. And besides, what girl would want to be with me? I'm just this skinny little kid." Andre let out a hearty chuckle.
"Most girls would kill their whole family just to be fucked by a nigga. You still don't get it, do you? Look around, little nigga." I looked around and saw dozens of muscled white jocks. Every one of them was taller and bigger than me. "See how strong they look?" I nodded, knowing that I couldn't compete with these guys. "They're still weaker than any nigga. Even you...deep down inside, you have more strength and power in your body than those guys do in their pinky fingers. And don't even get me started on white guys in the bedroom."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, have you ever seen a white guy try to fuck something?" I didn't even have to think about it. Considering that I've never had sex and I've never watched porn, I shook my head side to side. "I did once. It was fucking disgusting. I honestly felt bad for that pathetic loser. He was a 'big, strong jock' just like those boys over there. He might have looked strong on the outside, but when he was tired of fucking after a couple minutes, I grabbed him by the throat with one hand and tossed him to the floor. I fucked his girl for the next couple hours as he cried in the corner."
"Oh my god...that's kind of mean isn't it?" Andre looked back down at me with a puzzled look.
"You gotta learn to be tough, little nigga. These white boys don't even deserve to live, let alone have sex with a white bitch. Everything about a white man is inferior to a nigga; it's just genetics."
"I...ugh...I guess I never really thought about it before."
"Well think about, boy. Not only are their dicks short and as thin as a pencil, but white boys can't fuck for more than a few minutes before getting tired and cumming. Us niggas can fuck for hours before even getting close to cumming." I thought back to when Mrs. Richardson was tit fucking me in the classroom. I remembered that incredible primal feeling that came over me.
"I think I know what you mean, Andre. When I was with Mrs. Richardson, at first I thought I was going to cum the second she squeezed those giant tits around my dick...but something came over me. I can't quite describe it, but it was like this pure strength from deep inside of me. Something changed inside of me. She furiously tit fucked me for hours and I still wasn't ready to cum." A huge smile crept across Andre's face.
"That'a boy, nigga. Now you're finally starting to get the picture. Not only can niggas fuck much longer, but we also have a lot more cum saved up in our nuts." I watched as Andre reached down at his crotch and shook the huge bulge that was pushing out his jeans. "Niggers can usually cum...maybe 10, 12 times in a row before we're done." I knew what Andre was saying was true. Even though I just had my balls drained, I could feel their massive weight. It felt like two baseballs were hanging bellow my dick.
"I guess you're right...I still feel like I have some more cum left to get rid of."
"I bet you do." His eyes got real big, almost as if he had gotten a great idea. "You wanna get rid of that cum, don't you?" It nearly felt like these massive weights were going to rip my dick off.