He looked down at the middle aged Asian professor as she struggled to take his large black cock into her mouth. Her tiny sharp features contorted from her efforts. He thought that her condescending mouth had been at last put to good work. And even though neither said anything, to his joy and her condemnation they both knew this was only the beginning.
Linda Tong was the professor at a small city college, and she played favorites. She was smug, proud of her heritage; she believed herself to be superior to other people and thus was very intolerant to others. The only reason she took the teaching job was so she could earn the money in order to write a book about her family's history. Often she and Chen, her class favorite, would stop to have a large unashamed open mouthed laugh at other students while speaking in their own language, the rest of the class was always left in the dark. Owen, a black student in her class had managed to get a job as a part time aide only because she wanted to dump some of Chen's work on him to leave him time for their own lovemaking.
Linda's downfall began when one of her students, Lisa, who had lived in Asia with her family due to her father having worked there, overheard what was being said. Lisa never revealed she knew Chinese, but when she heard what was said tipped Owen off to the fact that very often what was said by Linda and Chen was very racist and mainly aimed at the black students in class.
Owen was angry but what could he do? As part of his job he had to run all the class papers through a program that checked for plagiarism. "Here! Your work might be better if you had a good example to follow." she said slamming one of her own undergraduate papers on the desk for him to study. Later that evening, and totally by accident he the professor's paper through the system and it came up positive. It was an exact duplicate of another paper that had been clearly bought on line. He wisely made a copy. Later she must have realized her mistake when she came screeching into the room demanding her paper back. With an attitude she snatched it off the desk.
Owen pondered what to do next. He could have turned her in to the academic review board. She probably would lose her tenure. Then he thought about it further. In some way he found her hot, in a bitchy sort of way. Jet black hair, small, tight bodied, with a small angular face. He went to see his third cousin, who happened to be a dean at the same university about the situation.
"Owen are you sure about this?" Owen showed his cousin, Jamal, all the evidence making him chuckle. "You know I have been wanting to see that snotty little self-righteous bitch get hers for the longest. What you have planned?"
Owen's hesitation said it all-he did not have a plan. With a broad smile Jamal, gave him a hard smack on the shoulder. "Don't mind if I do. I also wouldn't mind nailing that uptight pussy too. Matter of fact I have a training program. Used it on the dean's wife a few years ago."
"The dean's wife, the one with the fat ass?"
"The very same, don't sweat it, I won't horn in on your action, for now." he said laughing, then he outlined the plan for mastering and training Linda Tong's tight little pussy.
One day after class, and after Chen left, early as usual, Owen stayed to clean up while she graded papers. "Professor Tong, I need to speak to you."
Looking up disgusted she was short with him asking him what it was about. "Well you know that paper you gave me to look at? By mistake I ran it through the plagiarism check and it came back with a hit." Her eyes narrowed at him, but her lip gave off the faintest of trembles.
Arrogantly she said it must be a mistake, that he must have ran it off incorrectly and told him how dare he check behind her on her work. He waited it out and went to lock the door.
"Look I have had enough of your shit. The racist things you said about other people in this class with your buddy Chen. Oh I know what was said. Oh by the way the janitor confirms you two were slipping out of the teacher's lounge together in the middle of the evening."
"We? Never! What do you want a better grade?"
"Never mind that" He said coming closer to her. He could feel his cock getting hard. "I want you to have a better attitude towards people in general, and black people in specific. And I want you to suck on my cock."
Her face had a look of terror, she acted like she did not hear him. Her arrogance faded away as she went pale. "Or you know what? I can just take these papers to the dean and let him decide if I made a mistake, after all I am incompetent and all that." he smiled and continued, "No job, no book. Or you might keep your job, and who knows you might publish it but nobody will take you seriously. So now you have the chance to put it right." He said opening his pants and with no shame he pulled out his cock. Her eyes went wide, she had heard rumors of black men, but she did not believe. She had thought them to be myths to give them false sense of esteem.
"Now this or the dean.? he said forcefully as he took his cock with one hand and slapped it into the palm of the other with a solid slap, like the police do with a nightstick. She wanted to run from the room but knew she couldn't. She slowly got onto her knees. She wanted to say there was no way she could fit it in her mouth but knew that would not make a difference.
