In Chapter One, Sandra was assaulted by one of her students as the rest of the class looked on.
There she was, standing in front of the class, her t-shirt ripped open and her enormous breasts exposed to the class. Tyrone stood next to her, holding a handful of her hair in his fist as though he was presenting her to the class. Sandra silently wept, her eyes clinched shut.
"So what do we do with this bitch now?" Tyrone asked, looking down at his teacher's beautiful tits heaving as she cried.
"Squeeze those bad boys!" one of the black boys from the back of the class shouted.
"Good idea," Tyrone said. He reached over with his free hand and held Sandra's left breast in his huge black palm. It barely fit. He shook the breast a bit, and the kids began cheering.
"How'd a little bitch like you get such big titties?" Tyrone asked, licking his lips. He didn't wait for her to answer, and he leaned down and stuck out his thick wet tongue. He barely grazed one of Sandra's round pink nipples with it, and it instantly perked up and got hard. She could hear the kids cheering, but Sandra kept her eyes clinched shut.
"Look at her! This bitches big nipples got hard in a second!" Tyrone shouted back to the class. And then he dove in completely, opening his mouth wide and swallowing a mouthful of titflesh. He wrapped his big thick wet lips around a significant portion of Sandra's right tit. He let go of her hair and wrapped both hands around it, trying to stuff more into his mouth.
Sandra finally opened her eyes and looked down. Tyrone was buried in her enormous cleavage---her round white globes suffocating his dark black face. He was making disgusting slurping sounds and moaning. He was going nuts all over her, like a hungry animal. He quickly switched his mouth to her other breast.
Kyle, one of the skinniest and scrawniest black kids in the class, hopped up from his desk and ran to Tyrone's side. He immediately attached his lips to her free breast. And suddenly, Sandra----who was such a proper little white daddy's girl---was having her magnificent tits slobbered all over by two young black guys.
She hated it. She cried some more and tried to push them away finally. But Kyle and Tyrone leaned in and pushed her up against the chalkboard, pinning her arms to her sides. They were moaning loudly now.
After a minute of tit-assault, Kyle pulled back and looked up at Sandra. Sandra frowned at him, tears falling from her eyes.
"Damn, missus! You got some big titties and they taste gooood!" he said, and went back to his masterful sucking of his teacher's boob.
Her nipples were rock hard now, and Tyrone was tugging lightly on them with his filthy teeth. Sandra told herself it was involuntary, but she immediately new it was a lie. The boys were being surprisingly sensual with her tits, and in some part of her mind, it was turning her on.
The rest of the class, about ten kids in all, had all formed a semi-circle around the scene. The boys grinned and rubbed their palms together. The girls just stared in surprise. Sandra tried not to look them in the eyes, but instead looked down at the two young black students expertly working her tits into a frenzy.
A moment later, Sandra noticed that she had lifted her arms and wrapped her dainty white hands around the backs of both boys' heads. She was cradling them as they suckled on her titflesh. This shocked her. Why would she absent-mindedly pull their hungry mouths further into her titflesh? This was a horrible thing happening to her, not something to spur along. But the part of Sandra that said "This is so fucking hot" was growing louder. She tried to quell it by focusing on the fact she was being assaulted by young boys.
Finally, Tyrone pulled away. He pulled Kyle away with him. Sandra silently felt an immediate loss, but she hoped they didn't see her disappointment on her face.
"Turn around, bitch," Tyrone said. His harsh tone shocked her back to reality, and she got scared again.
"I said TURN AROUND, YOU SLUT" he yelled and pulled his fist up, threatening to hit her. Sandra obeyed immediately, spinning around on her high heels.
"Bend over, stick that fat ass out."
Sandra did, placing her hands against the chalkboard.
