BLACK SCHOOLGIRL SLUT

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The young black girl entered the teacher's office with a noticeable degree of self assuredness and stood quietly at the corner of his desk, with her hands clasped behind her back.� The teacher, an athletic, middle aged white male, gestured at the door.� She� whispered, "Excuse me," and closed it behind her.� The teacher, who had pushed his office chair away from his desk, swiveled to face his student.

When he spoke, it was with a quiet, even voice, a voice that resonated authority, but yet also conveyed compassion and care.

"Sara, I've called you into my office because I don't think you are dressing in a proper manner for a public school.� I know you can't help being built... " He allowed himself a brief flick of his eyes down to her prominent bosom. "... Well... rather large in the chest... but you shouldn't be showing so much cleavage, dear.� Not for a girl in the seventh grade."

"Mista French, I think it's okay da way I dress.� I can't help it if I gots big tits.� I like having big tits."

He flinched slightly at her casual use of the word 'tits'.

"Well, you should try a little harder to cover them up, Sara."

"Why I gotta do dat?"

"Sara, you're distracting other students in the classroom, especially the male students.� You must have noticed how the boys on either side of you are always looking at you, dear, and not at the blackboard.� And besides that, the boys may think you're easy and try to hit on you in school.� You want them doing that?"

"I don' care none.� I like my tits jus' da way dey is.� I hopes dey gets even bigger.� I like it when boys look at my tits."

He was seriously taken aback. "Really?� Why?"

The girl looked down at her bosom.� She pressed her hands against the sides of her breasts, causing her cleavage to deepen remarkably.� Mister French's eyes fixated on her bulging breasts for several seconds, unable to break away.

"Boys stare at my tits cause it gets 'em all sexed up and horny.� I know dey wants t'gets their hands on my tits and feel me up."

"And... is that... okay with you?"

"Sure.� I like boys feelin' up my titties.� It makes me hot and my pussy gets all wet, ya know?"

He flinched hard at her casual use of the word 'pussy'.� For the tiniest second, his well disciplined mind tried to visualize what her pussy looked like.� All hot and wet and black and moist and...� He shook the forbidden vision out of his mind and blushed.

"But Sara, what if a boy got... sexually aroused?� Suppose he... well... took his pants off and exposed himself?� What would you do?"

She paused and looked at the ceiling while thinking of an answer.� "Well... if'n he took his dick outta his pants, I know it's because he wants it sucked on.� So what I'd do is, I'd look around to see if there was a teacher around..."

Mister French, the seventh grade math teacher at Fuggledix, Alabama, Middle School, inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.� At least Sara had SOME moral limits.

"... and if there ain't one, den I'd suck his dick.� I likes suckin' dick."

He didn't expect that answer.� The whole conversation had gotten totally out of hand.� And hearing the sexy looking black girl talk in so cavalier way about sucking dicks had branded a vision in his brain of this lovely young thirteen year old girl with her thick black lips wrapped around an erect penis.� A big penis.� Thrusting into her face.� Erupting a huge volume of semen.� Before he could shake that pornographic image out of his mind, he realized that it had gotten him quite aroused.

"Er... ah... so, what about teachers?� Do you mind if teachers look down your blouse and see your tits?"

"No.� I don' mind.� Some of dem do."

"Really?� Who?"� He had a catch in his throat.

"There's Mrs. McQuery.� And Mista Jones in English class looks at my tits all the time.� He comes up behind my desk so he can look over my shoulder and down my shirt."

"And what do you do?"

"I hunch my shoulders so dat my shirt opens up and he can see more of my tits.� He's too shy t'do more than dat... but I wish he would.� I like Mista Jones."

"What if... what if I wanted to see your tits?"

"I don' mind at all.� You wanna see my tits, Mista French?� It's okay if you do."

He was staring again at the wonderfully deep cleavage on the girl.� Her dark chocolate breasts were half exposed by a couple of unfastened buttons on her blouse.� As he stared, Sara reached up and popped another button and bent over.� Now he could see her bra, one of those push-up kind.� Such large breasts for a thirteen year old.� He could feel his penis swelling to full erection.� Only thirteen!� And she's already sucking dicks?� He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

"Ya likes my titties, don'cha, Mista French?"� With a coy smile she added, "An' I like ya lookin' at 'em.� It makes my pussy really wet, you know?� I bet dey make your dick hard, don' they?� Do you got a big dick, Mista French?"

"That will be all, Sara!� We're not going to talk about my... well, about that subject.� You understand?"

"I understand, Mista French.� You just shy.� Grownups never talk about their dicks and pussies.� Why is dat?� Seems stupid t'me.� I know you gotta dick.� You know I gotta pussy.� Why won't you tell me if your dick is hard?� Dere ain't nuthin' wrong wid having a hard dick.� My daddy told me so.� His dick gets hard all the time."

The room was pungent with tension as the teacher sat frozen in his chair like a coiled spring.� Sara smiled and popped another button on her blouse, revealing both cups of her shiny, dark blue bra, filled with soft, warm, jiggling breast flesh.� His eyes were glued to them.

"Well, Mista French?� Ain't you gonna tell me?� Is your dick hard or not?"

He swallowed hard and whispered.� "Yeah.� Yeah, I've got a hard dick."

"Do I make your dick hard, Mista French?� I hope I do.� I'd love t'make your dick really really hard."� She undid the last two buttons on her blouse and opened it up and let it slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor.� She was now clad in just her skirt and bra.� And the bra was just barely containing her bountiful tits.

He could not pull his eyes away.� His hand unconsciously went to his crotch and squeezed the head of his erection through his slacks.

"Yes, Sara, you're making my dick very hard."

"Mista French, could I see your dick, please?� I love white dicks."

"Sara!� You don't... suck... white dicks, do you?"

"Aww, c'mon, black boys ain't da only ones who wanna feel up my tits.� Or get blow jobs.� I done sucked off lots of white dicks.� Ya know Kerry Leatherwood in the senior class?� I done sucked him off plenty of times.� His daddy is a preacher, ya know."

At that point he was lost.� He imagined having this sexy black girl looking at his naked erection, and touching it.� And then taking it into her mouth.� He had never met a young girl who was so eager to have sex.� Thirteen years old!

After a pause, she quietly pleaded, "C'mon, Mista French, let me see your big. hard. white. dick.� Please?"

"Let me see your tits, first, Sara.� I want to touch them.� Then, we'll see about my... my..."

Sara grasped the bra clasp between her breasts.� With a twist and a tug, her breasts were released from the bra, jiggling sensuously.� She moved as close to his chair as she could.� She cupped her breasts in her hands as if offering them to him.� He could see her hard nipples, black as coal, bigger than pencil erasers.� His breath was coming fast and deep.� He took a breast in each of his hands and fondled them roughly.

She murmured, "Ooooh, shit!� Dat feels really good, Mista French.� You're making my pussy really hot.� I bet your dick is really big and hard now, ain't it?"

He didn't say a word.� He was wallowing his face between her plush double-D sized boobs, then sucking noisily on each nipple in turn.� He straightened up in his chair and looked into her face, his hands still kneading her breasts like so much soft dough.

"Sara?� You ever do this before?� You ever let a white man old enough to be your daddy play with your tits."

"Unh huh.� Lots of times.� Ya ever get your dick sucked by a black girl?� Ya ever fuck a black girl like me?"

"Am I going to... fuck you?"

"I bet ya will," she laughed.� "No white man ever played with my titties without me fuckin' or suckin' him.� Now ya seen my tits, Mista French, so let me see your dick.� Please?� I really wanna suck it.� I wanna suck it really bad. Ya knows dat ya wants me to.� Ya know I'll make ya cum so good, ya ain't never gonna forget it."

He was shocked speechless.� A seventh-grade girl asking to see his dick!� See it and suck it! He sat back in his chair and spread his thighs, revealing a large lump.� He undid his belt and unzipped his fly.� Eight inches of hard, white penis sprang out.� He leaned back in his chair.

"Shit, Mista French! You DO have a big dick! Ah LOVE big dicks!"

She grasped the shaft of his penis.� He gasped with pleasure.� The contrast of black fingers surrounding his white penis wasn't lost on him. She was still close enough for him to play with her breasts.� His white fingers pinched a dark nipple, and she moaned softly.� Her eyes were focused on his stiff erection, his on her heavy black breasts.

She whispered huskily, "I really love your dick, Mista French.� Can I suck it for ya?� Please?� I suck dick real good."

He was torn between his raging lust, and his fear of getting caught, fired, arrested, publicly humiliated, jailed.� And then there was the fact that this was just goddamn WRONG.� Only perverts let thirteen year old girls suck their hard blood engorged cocks!� Besides that, this was Alabama, and the girl was a negro.� He'd be thrown UNDER the jail!� He had to stop!� He didn't want to be a pervert!� 'No, Jesus, no!� Give me strength!' he silently prayed even as the devil within told him, "Do it.� Do it.� Do it. Fuck the little negro slut."

His baser nature won out and he spread his naked thighs a little further apart.� Their eyes met and he nodded his approval.� He watched with unbridled lust as her face descended upon his throbbing pillar of flesh and her big oversized negro lips wrapped around the swollen head of his penis.

"You really like sucking dick, don't you, Sara?" he hissed.

Her head nodded as she took the top three inches of his white cock into her warm, wet mouth.� He could feel her pink hot tongue squirming inside her mouth.� He knew it was way too late to even think about stopping now.� He was so close to coming and he wanted her so badly.

"You suck a lot of dicks, Sara?� Hunh?"

He hoped she did.� Somewhere in his crazed mind, it somehow justified having sex with an underage girl if she did this all the time.� And somehow, that also made this lewd act of indecency with a minor even hotter and more arousing.

Her headed nodded again, and then her lips began a slow, tight stroking of his cock.� She was obviously very experienced.� Part of his mind fought against the very idea of having sex with a thirteen year old, but the luxurious feeling of her plump damp lips stroking his cock was too much.� He held his breath and tensed.� But it was no use.� He might as well be trying to sweep back the tide.� Five seconds later, his semen spewed from his cock in a torrential jet, filling Sara's mouth; blowing his mind.� She never missed a stroke.

He thought to himself, Oh, god, I'm sodomizing a minor! �I'm shooting my cum into the mouth of a thirteen year old child!� A CHILD!� Oh, god, it feels so fucking good!� Oh, god, I'm a child molester now!� I'm a pervert!� I'm a fucking pervert!� Oh, god, yes, yes, yes, keep sucking, you adorable little whore!� I'm fucking your face, you filthy little cum slut!

She sucked harder and faster, taking even more of his cock down her throat.� His white knuckles gripped the arm rests of his chair like steel bands.� His pelvis spasmed, thrusting his penis even deeper into the teen girl's mouth.� He ejaculated again and again.� He heard Sara swallow as she slowed her rhythm -- and then stopped.

There was a ringing in his ears and floating spots in his eyes.

She lifted her head.� With her hand, she squeezed one last drop of semen out of his still-rigid penis, and it slowly dripped down onto her fingers.

"How was dat, Mista French?� D'ja like dat?"� He couldn't speak, so he just nodded his head.� "I hope ya stay hard a little longer, cause suckin' white dick makes me super hot and wet.� I bet ya never met a girl dat gets as wet as me."

She stood up, pulled her skirt up and tucked it into the waistband.� She pushed her panties midway down her substantial thighs, while her dark breasts wobbled erotically just inches from his face.� In the crotch of her panties was a large wet spot.

"Uh, Sara?� Hey!� What are you doing?"

"I wants ya t'see how wet it makes me t'suck your dick, Mista French.� Here, gimme your hand.� Now feel my pussy.� Go ahead."

He resisted, but she tugged on his wrist, and his hand slid between her thighs.� Even six inches down from her crotch, her thighs were totally slick with vaginal fluids.� The sensation shot another jolt through his penis.� Unable to stop himself, he lifted his fingers until they encountered her pussy black lips.� They were huge and parted easily.� Inside the entrance to her vulva, it was incredibly warm and slick, like a soft lambskin pouch filled with warm bacon grease.

"Ya feel my panty pudding, Mista French?� Dat's what my daddy calls it -- panty pudding.� Feel how wet I am?� Dat's how horny I get when I suck dick... and when I feel cum squirt into my mouth.� I can't help it.� I'm just a dirty black girl, Mista French, and I love being dirty with you.� Ya know what I really wants? I wants to feel your big white cock up inside my dirty black cunt."

The forty year old teacher trembled all over for a second.� He could feel her hand return to his erection, stroking the shaft softly.� He had a sick feeling in his stomach.� He had committed an act of supreme indecency with a thirteen year old girl -- an act of statutory rape and sodomy!� He was a depraved pervert!� And yet, these thoughts were pushed aside by the possibilities of licentious abandon that opened up before him.� She wanted him to fuck her!� To thrust his hard cock into the warm drooling negro cunt hole between her legs!� Maybe he wouldn't be caught.� To let this opportunity pass by... what a waste...

"I knows ya wants t'fuck me, Mista French.� Your big dick is really hard again.� Please?"

She gently pulled away, stepped back to the oversized ottoman, and sat down on the edge, her legs spread wide apart.� He got shakily to his feet and kicked off his shoes, pants and underwear.

He got down on his knees in front of her.� She raised her legs wide over her head.� Her fingers spread her pussy lips apart, revealing the moist pinkness inside.� His fingers sought out the warm, glistening crevice.� She had no pubic hair he could see, and she was very, very wet.� Goo just bubbled out of her!� The rich warm aroma of her aroused genitals assaulted his nose.� He finger fucked her for a few strokes, which made her moan loudly.

"Oh, Mista French, quick!� Put your big hard dick in me.� I gotta have your dick!"

"Are you sure?� I don't have any condoms."

"Fuck the condoms!� Just fuck me!� I gots t'feel your white cock inside me!"

He guided the head of his damp penis to her coal-black pussy lips.� He pushed the head into her crotch and her slick, wet pussy lips slid aside, welcoming him into the warmth of her tight, under-aged vagina.

This is crazy! he thought to himself.� This is just crazy.� I'll go to prison for this.

He grasped her hips and thrust himself into her.� No doubt about it, she was TIGHT!� His cock slid all the way in, pushing against the back of her vagina, stretching her womb as he did so.� She moaned and shivered.� He thrust in harder, knowing that the base of his erect cock was more than two inches thick.� It all went in, and she moaned and grunted with pleasure.� Her pelvis quivered with lust.� He could feel it squeezing his cock.

"Oh, god, Mista French, you so big.� Ya gots the biggest cock ever!� I love your cock!� Fuck me!� Fuck me, hard as you can!"

It took only two strokes for his full erection to return.� He thought about what he was doing.� He was having unprotected sex with a girl in the seventh grade -- a girl who was a cock-sucking slut.� He let his eyes gaze wantonly over her near-naked body as he fucked his rock-hard cock into her willing pussy.� She was only about five feet tall.� She looked to be even younger in her face, maybe ten or eleven.� But her pussy was hot, deep and experienced.� Her body was a bit chunky and she had big hips and thighs.� Not exactly fat, but well padded.� Her breasts were oversized but still firm.� They surged back and forth on her chest as he rhythmically drove his hungry cock deep into her nubile young flesh.

As he felt the walls of her vagina slide sensuously up and down the length of his turgid cock shaft, he gave up all thoughts of getting caught.� She was a glorious fuck!

Sara brought her knees up higher and was staring in fascination at the big white penis that was thrusting into her young body.� Her breath came ever faster and deeper.� She looked up into his face, her jaw hung open and her eyes rolled up into her head.� Her head and body shook violently as she had one orgasm after another.� Her vagina tightened around his shaft, which drove him up to the edge of his own orgasm.

He thought, if I cum inside her pussy, I might get her pregnant.� What the fuck do I care?� He grinned wickedly with the immediacy of his lust and fucked her even harder -- just as the first gush of his seed spewed into her vagina.� A thought kept going through his mind, I hope I knock her up.� I hope I knock her up...

After a dozen more strokes, he slowed down.� His dick was still deep inside her.� Even after cumming twice, he was always able to maintain an erection for up to ten or fifteen minutes.� He had been very popular with the girls when he had been in high school.

He fought to catch his breath.� Then he sped up again, driving into her cunt like a trip hammer.� She started moaning and shaking again, her breasts lunging and jiggling all over her chest like two wild animals.� She arched her back and moaned again and again.� All in all he counted her having at least nine major orgasms before he had to quit and his cock began to go soft.

Sara was smiling up at him.� She was covered in a sheen of sweat.

"Dat was wonderful, Mista French!� You fucked me good!� Real good.� No shit!� I came like a volcano!"

He slowly extracted his wilting penis from the girl's body -- trailing long pearly strands of semen connecting the head of his white penis to her fat black pussy lips.� The strands stretched out eight, ten, twelve inches, then broke.

He got up and fell back into his chair, exhausted.� Sara shot up, stepped over and stood between his knees.� Except for the skirt tucked around her pudgy waist, she was naked.� Semen and panty pudding drooled down her thighs.� She got down on her knees, grasping his flaccid penis in both hands.

"I jus' wanna clean ya off, Mista French.� Ya don' gots t'cum again unless'n� ya wants to.� But I was taught dat when a man fucks ya, ya gots t'clean his dick off."

Then she took his wet, sticky penis into her mouth and began sucking him clean.� She did a good job of it, too, and it felt very pleasant.� He almost got hard again.

"Sara, who taught you that?"

"Taught me what?"

"Taught you to clean a man's penis off after he fucks you."

She finished with his penis, then reached for her panties.� She stood there in front of him and casually mopped the fluids off her crotch and thighs.� She stepped into the damp panties and slipped them on.� She looked up and said, "My daddy taught me.� And my granddaddy."

He was truly shocked.� He stuttered for a moment until he found his voice.

"Sara?� Your father has sex with you?� And your grandfather?"

"Sure.� I been having sex with them since I was ten years old.� Tonight's Wednesday.� Dat's Daddy's night t'sleep with me.� I'll tell him all about me fuckin' my math teacher.� Dat'll make him really horny, no shit."

"Sara, I don't think it's a good idea to tell anybody about us... having sex."

"Oh, don'cha worry none, Mista French.� Ain't nothing bad gonna happen.� Daddy loves t'hear about me fuckin', especially fuckin' white men.� It makes him extra hard and horny.� He tells me what a nasty dirty girl I am, and he spanks me until my pussy is soaking wet.� Then he gives me a real good fuckin'.� My daddy's dick is almost as big as yours."

The teacher's head reeled with this revelation.

"Omigod!� Sara?� That's incest.� Do you know what incest is?� And how terrible and wicked that is?"

Sara was putting her bra back on, making her tits jiggle.

"Oh, yes.� Granddaddy explained it all t'me da first time he gots in bed with me and made me suck his black cock and swallow his cum.� He told me it was the dirtiest sin there was.� He comes by the house on Fridays.� Dat's his night t'sleep with me.� Sometimes, Daddy joins us and dey both fuck me at the same time.� Dat's what I love da most!"

Mister French was shocked speechless.� No wonder this precious little girl was so casual about sex.� She had been raised to be her father's and her grandfather's sex toy from the age of ten years old.� Ten!� That was so... abominable... so criminal...� and SO FUCKING HOT!!!!!

As the girl buttoned up her blouse and straightened her skirt, he realized he was still naked from the waist down.� He grabbed his clothes and struggled with them.

"Ahhh... Sara?� Sara.� I... uh... What I mean is..."

She grinned real big at him.

"I knows what ya want, Mista French.� Ya wanna know if'n we can fuck again."

He stammered, "Aahh... yes.� Yes.� Can we fuck again?� But not here.� Not at school.� It's too dangerous.� But somewhere... else?"

"Sure, Mista French.� I really love your big'ole white dick.� I'd love t'fuck ya and suck ya again.� You made me cum really hard.� I know, I'll ask Daddy.� Maybe he'll let you come over t'our house."

Sara undid the top button of her blouse, revealing her cleavage again.� She opened the door and smiled and waved at her math teacher just as he buckled his belt.

"Bye, Mista French, study hall is almost over and I gotta run t'my locker before English class."

Numbly, he waved back, then looked around for his shoes.

THE END