Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife 
An E&I Enterprises Story 
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009

May 2002

He was staring at her again. It was a stare that caused her heart
rate to increase and made her stomach flutter. The boy was very
masculine and she always felt naked beneath his gaze. Darlene
broke eye contact and continued teaching class. Half the boys in
her classes usually stared at her, but today he was the only one.
The other students were passing notes, staring out the window,
and a few were sleeping. They didn't care, most had graduated and
couldn't wait for school to end.

The first time she had seen Jamal, he had been a skinny black
kid, a nerd, complete with glasses and a brain to match. His IQ
was well above genius level and he had a 4.0 GPA. He was the
perfect target for the bullies in school because of his nerdy
exterior and the fact that his dad was the school janitor. Some
days he showed up with black eyes and bruises and he shyly kept
to himself, his only friends some of the other geeks.

All that changed this year. When Jamal returned from summer break
he was barely recognizable. He was now as big as a pro wrestler
and the glasses had disappeared. Coach had flipped when he saw
the muscular black kid and recruited him for the football team.
He hadn't been very good. He seemed unused to his new body, and
unskilled with a football in his hands, but opposing teams soon
learned that he couldn't be brought down. He had also skipped
half the year and was now failing her class. On top of that Jamal
seemed to have a lot of money now and Darlene was afraid he was
dealing drugs, even speaking to his father about it. The janitor
had replied that Jamal was working at a pharmaceutical plant
outside Stony Harbor and was making some big bucks.

His father had also apparently taken whatever kind of steroid
Jamal was on. He looked great and had dyed his grey afro black
again. He looked fifteen years younger, more like an older
brother then a father. Both men stood around six and a half feet
tall towering over the other students and Darlene's small just
over five foot frame.

The bell went off and the teacher said, "Read chapters nineteen
and twenty. There'll be a quiz on them tomorrow." The class
groaned and as one stood up and headed for the door. All except
Jamal that is. He stayed seated and continued to stare at her.
"Anything I can do for you Jamal?"

"Yes, Mrs. Duncan. I need you to change my grade."

"You should have thought of that before skipping my class. What
happened to you Jamal, you used to be such a great student?"

"I decided I'd had enough of the dead white men, bullshit."

"Keep that language up and I'll see you don't ever graduate." It
felt weird threatening this giant hulking black man towering over
her. "That's not the respectable attitude I need..."

"I know exactly what you need Mrs. Duncan."

********************

"I know exactly what you need Mrs. Duncan," said Jamal holding
his fat, thirteen inch cock up as he lay naked on her bed.

The woman crawled between his legs and took the cock she loved so
much into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down over it,
skillfully swallowing half with one thrust.

"Man, I always wanted this slut, watching her shake that hot ass
walking down the school hall. Mind if I fuck her?"

"Sure dad, lets plug this bitch from both ends."

"Wait Jamal..." The woman had never done anything like this
before. Jamal's cock was more then enough.

"Shuddup and spread your legs for my dad," shouted Jamal.

Malcolm, the school janitor put the video camera on the dresser
keeping it aimed at the bed. He was already shirtless and quickly
became pantsless as he stripped, his thick eleven inch cock
springing up as he freed it.

Malcolm climbed behind the girl easily inserting his hard cock
into her wet pussy. "Oh god, fuck me," she moaned.

"Shuddup bitch, you'll ruin everything," snapped Jamal.

"This is one hot pussy you got, Mrs. Duncan," cried Malcolm
spanking her ass with one hand and wrapping his other fist around
her blonde hair. "I bet Raymond doesn't fill you with this much
cock." As he spoke Malcolm's arm flexed and her blonde wig fell
off revealing curly red hair tied up in a bun.

"Dammit dad," cried Jamal just as his cum filled Tiffany the head
cheerleader's mouth.

"Don't sweat it Jamal. We'll have the tech boys edit the video.
Now lets fuck this snooty bitch. Never even glanced at the lowly
janitor when you walked by me. Now you’re hooked on black dick."

"Yes, yes, yes," cried the girl licking up Jamal's cum from
around her lips. "I'm a slut for your big cocks."

When the two men finished with her, they quickly cleaned the
sheets while Malcolm went downstairs. Mrs. Duncan had asked him
to fix her plumbing while her husband was away and loaned him a
key.

********************

"Here Darlene," said Malcolm, handing her a glass of tea. "You
looked thirsty."

"That’s Mrs. Duncan, Malcolm, but thanks I am thirsty." Darlene
was laying out in her yard wearing a modest bikini. She was very
aware that Malcolm had used the drink as an excuse to check out
her body and his eyes were freely roaming every inch of bare
skin. She was also very aware of his body. The janitor had
removed his shirt in the warm spring air and she had never seen a
chest so well defined. His torso rippled with muscles. "Aren't
you done yet?" He was supposed to have finished yesterday while
she was at school. Raymond was coming home tonight and she wanted
to work on her tan for her husband. She didn’t want some black
man staring at her scantily clad body.

"Almost."

"By the way, Jamal skipped class again yesterday."

"He was with me, bit of a family emergency."

"Very good then." Darlene laid back and closed her eyes. The
vision of Malcolm's granite black chest sprang unbidden to her
mind. The way his eyes freely roamed her body as if he owned her,
the way his son dominated any room he was in...there was
something special about these two. Moisture formed between her
legs and it wasn't sweat. Her breasts were smallish, but
perfectly formed with fat, sensitive nipples. They hardened,
stretching out the bikini top as she thought of the black men.
She opened her eyes when she heard the low whistle.

"I always knew you were hiding a hot body under those dowdy
outfits of yours." Jamal was standing over her. He too was
shirtless and her eyes couldn't help running down his muscular
chest stopping perplexed on a freakishly big bulge under his
shorts. "You're sure one fine bitch, Darlene."

"Jamal, that's Mrs. Duncan and if you speak to me this way one
more time, I'll see you're expelled.

"Yes, Mrs. Duncan."

"What are you doing here anyway?"

"Came to help my dad."

"Fine then, go on inside." Darlene closed her eyes again aware
that both black men were coming out to look at her body from time
to time, but unaware that they were naked standing behind her,
long banana-like cocks dangling down halfway to their knees.

Raymond came home just as Malcolm was collecting his tools.
"That'll be $90 Mrs. Duncan."

Darlene's eyes opened with delight when she saw her husband home
early. "I got it honey," said Raymond, taking the money out of
his wallet.

"Thanks for fixing our plumbing problem, Malcolm. I'm away so
much I don't have time to fix things around here. I'm leaving
again Monday morning."

"No," said Darlene, upset she'd only have a day and a half with
her husband.

“Sorry honey." Raymond watched Malcolm and Jamal leave. "Jesus,
those guys are huge. They could be professional weightlifters."
Raymond looked back at his wife still in the bikini, his dick
stirring at the sight. "Lets go inside."

"My thoughts exactly." Darlene jumped up and ran upstairs to the
bedroom.

Afterwards, she was still horny. Sex had been good, but
unsatisfying. Plus, she couldn't help comparing her husband's
pale, flabby torso to the well-built black men that had just
left. Even worse, she continued to be horny all weekend and that
was the last erection she saw on her husband. His penis even
seemed to shrivel a little by Sunday night. Darlene went to
school that Monday, a horny frustrated woman.

Again that day after class Jamal waited until the other students
had left. "I need you to change my grade Mrs. Duncan."

"Actions have consequences, Jamal. You should have thought of
that before blowing off class."

"Why don't you blow me off bitch."

"JAMAL! You've gone to far."

"You want it teach. Look how hard your nipples are. I bet your
pussy is soaking wet right now at the thought of getting a
man-sized cock in your mouth. Mr. Duncan's little worm can't
satisfy a horny slut like you."

"Get out now. Get out before I call the cops."

"I need you to change my grade. I'm making three times what
you're getting paid. I don't have time to go to summer school."

"Get out!"

Darlene collapsed against her desk as Jamal left the room. Her
face was flushed and her hands were trembling. She sat down in
her chair, her soaked vagina making her thighs cold and clammy.
Jesus, but a lot of what he said was true. Staring up at his
massive chest had made her pussy spasm with excitement. It was
all she could do to stand up to him, her instincts told her to
fall to her knees at his feet. She had never felt submissive
around Raymond before. Jamal wasn't right about her husband
though, Raymond had a nice sized penis, but it had resembled a
worm the last time she had seen it. Like a little pale grub
shrinking up against his testicles. Unfortunately, his impotence
last weekend coincided with her unusual state of horniness.
Darlene tried to compose herself before her next class.

Darlene went home and soaked in the tub. It had been a long, bad,
day. She hadn't seen Malcolm, but had left a message on his
answering machine to give her a call. He was a helpful man and
she wanted to give him the courtesy of notifying him that she was
about to have Jamal expelled. She hated to do it to him, but his
son was out of control.

Darlene got out of the tub and toweled herself dry. Even now
after relaxing there were still outward signs that she was
aroused. Her sensitive nipples were so hard they ached and her
vagina had an itch that only Raymond's stiff penis could scratch.
She was putting on one of her husband's shirts when the doorbell
rang.

Darlene ran downstairs and peeked through the curtains. Jamal was
standing on her doorstep. "What do you want, Jamal?" she called.

"I need you to change my grade."

"Go away before I call the police."

To Darlene's horror, the door knob jingled and the door opened.
He had a key! Just as it registered, she turned to run when his
hand shot out and grabbed her collar jerking her back. Several
buttons flew off her shirt exposing her breasts.

"I’m not going to hurt you, Mrs. Duncan."

"Then get out now. You’re in big trouble young man." She held her
shirt closed with her fist trying to pull it down over her crotch
and ass with her other hand. Luckily, she was short and it
covered her modesty...barely. "How'd you get a key?"

"I copied the one you gave dad. Now listen bitch, I need you to
watch this." Jamal held his hand out with a video cassette in it.
The sticker on the cassette read, Everybody Loves Raymond’s Wife.
She didn't take it as that would mean exposing some part of her
body to Jamal. "Where's the TV?" he asked.

"She nodded towards the living room and followed him there.

He inserted the tape and pressed play. The bastard had inserted a
porno. The camera was focused on the biggest blackest dick she
had ever seen. It looked huge, but she assumed it was from the
zoom. The camera panned back showing off the giant cock and balls
so big they were splayed out on the bed between the man's thighs.
It wasn't the zoom, the black monstrosity was over a foot long.
"I know what you need Mrs. Duncan," said Jamal's voice on the
screen. A blonde woman with her back to the camera walked over
and began sucking on the massive appendage. Darlene was
horrified, Jamal was setting her up.

"That's not me, her breasts are bigger," she said aghast.

The camera panned back showing Jamal lying on her bed. On her
bed! He had filmed this in her bedroom.

It got worse. Malcolm appeared and stripped revealing another
huge erect cock. Dear, helpful, Malcolm was in on this. "This is
one hot pussy you got Mrs. Duncan," cried Malcolm, spanking her
ass with one hand and wrapping his other fist around her blonde
hair. "I bet Raymond doesn't fill you with this much cock." The
picture flickered showing it had been edited.

"You animal, this doesn't prove anything," she growled angry.

On screen, Malcolm pulled out his huge cock and came all over the
girl's ass and back. Darlene had never seen so much cum in her
life. One wad was more then Raymond had shot in a year and there
were at least five wads. After that, sperm oozed from Malcolm's
still hard cock.

They fucked the girl several times, the men's stamina amazing
Darlene. Jamal fucked her while Malcolm shoved his cock in her
ass. The picture never showed the girl's face. Despite the
obvious attempt at blackmail, the movie was turning her on. Jamal
had her when it ended with her sunning herself. She saw Malcolm
and Jamal walking behind her naked. The scene changed to just the
two black men talking. "This is really your teacher?"

"Yeah dad, she's a real slut for black cock."
The scene switched again to her laying out when Raymond came
home. "Thanks for taking care of our plumbing problem, Malcolm,"
said her husband paying him. It made it look like he had paid the
black men to fuck her.

"So change your grade and this all goes away?" She mumbled.

"Nope, the price just went up. I want a blowjob from those white
lips as interest." Jamal paused when he saw how red in the face
she was getting. "What's the matter teach, never given a bj
before?"

"Yes, but it's disgusting. I don't enjoy it with my husband.
You’re not him. Your a teenager. Your a b..."

"Black man?"

"Bastard."

"Don't call me names, Darlene. I own your white ass. You want the
school board to see this. I'll say this happened before my
eighteenth birthday. You could go to jail."

"Look Jamal, you win ok? Just give me the tape and I will change
your grade."

"Call me Mr. Washington. Show me some respect. I'm going easy on
you Darlene. I'm learning how to do business in the real world.
This is a simple exchange of goods and services. Suck off my cock
and change my grade, in exchange for this service I give you the
goods.

"What happened to you Jamal? Was it the steroids?"

"The longer you stall, the more interest is gonna accumulate. I
might make you spread them legs for me."

"Alright, pull it out." Her stomach was in a knot at the thought
of what she was about to do.

"That's your job Darlene and take that shirt off, I want to see
you naked.

"Jamal, please?"

"That's Mr. Washington. Now strip."

Darlene's hands were shaking as she unbuttoned the remaining
buttons on her husband's shirt. Her skin was flushed and she was
ashamed of the obvious signs of arousal on her body. She let the
shirt fall to the floor.

"Very nice. Now ask me if you can take my cock out."

Darlene clenched her fists with anger. This boy was intent on
making this as humiliating as possible. "May I take your cock
out, Mr. Washington?"

"Yes," said Jamal sitting on the couch and spreading his legs.
"Drop to your knees and crawl to me. You must ask and seek
permission before you can do anything."

Darlene fell to her knees and crawled slowly  towards him. Though
she found what she was about to do revolting, there was also
something exciting about it. She was about to taste the forbidden
fruit. Teacher-student, black man- white woman, teenager-married
wife, this was wrong on so many levels, but also thrilling. She
was about to touch only the second penis of her life and one much
bigger then her husband's. She reached up for his belt buckle,
but Jamal slapped her hand away. "Ask!"

"May I take your cock out, Mr. Washington?"

"You may."

Darlene fumbled with his buckle, her hands were shaking so much.
She got it unbuckled and then undid his jeans, slowly pulling the
zipper down. She reached under his boxers, holding her breath,
strangely anticipating touching it as her hands brushed his pubic
hair. Her fingers lid along a shaft as thick as a large
flashlight. She grabbed it and with difficulty pulled the giant
black organ out. "Dear god!"

"Describe it."

"It's so big and hard and black. It's so big, I've never seen
anything like it. It's so big."

"Bigger then your husband?"

"Yes, at least twice as long and a lot thicker. I didn't know
penises got this big."

"Always call it a cock."

"I've never seen a cock like this Mr. Washington." It was so hot,
like it was alive, throbbing in her hand. It was even more
impressive in person then on the video. It was perfectly straight
where her husband's curved upwards a little. The head was a big
black knob the size of a plum all swollen and hard. The shaft was
lighter in color crisscrossed with thick blue-black veins, the
rod widening as thick as her wrist just under the black helmet.
It even smelled good. Darlene felt the itch in her pussy again,
but this time it seemed deeper, beyond the reach of her husband's
penis. "How big is it?"

"Just under thirteen inches. It's growing impatient."

"May I suck your cock now, Mr. Washington?"

"No, lick it first. Lick all around the head, then down the
shaft. I also want you to lick each ball." Darlene shivered and
pulled the shaft down towards her mouth. Moisture was forming on
his huge pee slit, starting to drip down the shaft. Her tongue
flickered out and she began licking the head avoiding the
pre-cum. "Lick everywhere slut," he ordered. She gulped and ran
her tongue over the now rapidly oozing pre-cum.

Jamal's cock was so hard it was unyielding. She pushed against
the head with her tongue, the skin didn't budge, nor could she
squeeze it. Raymond had never been this hard, it was as if
Jamal's cock was carved from granite.

She moved her tongue down his shaft, licking the sides and under
it. She marveled at the size of his testicles as she licked his
hairy sack. They were as big as apples and hung down over the
edge of her couch. She slid her tongue back up to the tip and
around the head, willingly lapping up the pre-cum now. "May I
suck your cock now?"

"Yes."  Darlene parted her lips and closed them around the head
as she took him in her mouth. She started by bobbing her head
over the tip and then several inches. Soon it touched her throat
and she gagged. It was just too big. "It's ok Darlene, I didn't
expect much from you. You've never had a real cock, a black man's
cock to suck on after all. Just do what you can."

For some reason his condescending words angered her. She could do
better, she could swallow more, she was better then those
cheerleaders Jamal ran around with. This time she suppressed her
gag reflex and pushed downward, feeling the head enter her
throat. She attacked the huge black cock with gusto, swallowing
more with each downward thrust of her head. She needed to rest
from time to time and settled for stroking his shaft while
licking the head until she felt she could swallow him again.
Darlene was finding this challenging, rewarding even. Why was she
enjoying this? She had only done this for Raymond to show she
loved him but mostly in hopes he would return the favor, but with
Jamal she was actually getting pleasure out of sucking his cock.
She was thrilled when he moaned softly and when he started almost
imperceptibly bucking his hips. He ran his fingers through her
hair pulling her head down over his superior black cock. She
obeyed, not stopping until her nose touched his pubic hair. She
had swallowed it all.

Darlene attacked his cock like a mad woman, bobbing her head
rapidly over the shaft. She was stopping less frequently now to
catch her breath, but when she did she used both hands to stroke
his rod. When her hand grew tired, she used her mouth again,
looking up at him as she swallowed it.

Darlene had lost track of time. All she knew was that her arms
and throat were tired. His cock had been acting funny for several
minutes now. It was jerking in her throat and it seemed to have
grown even bigger. Jamal's rhythm was off and he was grunting.
She was deep throating his cock when he bellowed and it jerked in
her throat. He was cumming! He had just shot a load into her
belly. The thought of swallowing a man's sperm disgusted her.
Darlene quickly moved her head up, there was another spasm and
another wad slid down her throat. He came again when the head was
in her mouth. The amount caught her off guard, filling her mouth
completely. Her cheeks bulged out and she gagged, sperm pouring
over her chin, breasts, and dripping down on to the carpet. It
was better to swallow it. She clamped her mouth around the tip,
swallowing the next load and finding she liked having his hot
seed sliding down her throat. Her belly felt full she had
swallowed so much, but Darlene still found her hand was stroking
forwards on the shaft as if milking it for more. She fell
backwards in surprise at what had just happened.

"You sure you don't want this jammed in your pussy?" he asked.
His cock was still mostly hard and glistened with her saliva.

She did. Her pussy was practically screaming for it, but she
denied it. "No, I can't."

"How about this one then?"

Darlene looked over in surprise. Malcolm stood in the room, his
pants around his ankles stroking his huge cock. His was under a
foot long, maybe eleven inches but as thick as his son's, giving
it a stubbier appearance. "I can't cheat on Raymond. I love my
husband."

"You’re going to let me put it in your pussy or I show this tape
tomorrow in the teacher's lounge." He held a copy of the tape.

"Malcolm, I always liked you. Why are you doing this?"

"It is better to be feared then loved Mrs. Duncan."

What was a janitor doing quoting Machiavelli, she wondered?
"Don’t you men realize this is wrong. You don't blackmail people
for sex."

"Darlene," said Jamal. "Are you familiar with Nietzsche? We are
his super-men. We take what we want. Morals do not apply to us.
Your weak husband is impotent around us. It is in your nature to
submit to our superior black cocks. That is why you enjoyed
sucking my cock so much. Once my dad gets his cock in your pussy,
you'll understand. You'll never go back to fucking a white man
again."

"You have no choice," said Malcolm waving the video. "Lets move
this party upstairs, I want to fuck you on your marital bed."

"You were both so nice," Darlene mumbled. Her legs shook so much
she had trouble standing as she moved towards the stairs. "Was it
the steroids?" she asked Malcolm. "Did they make you aggressive?"

Malcolm smacked her ass to make her hurry up the stairs. "They
made me powerful."

"And power corrupts," she said.
"Absolutely," said Malcolm. "But it is my right as a dominant
male to take what I want and I wanted you for a long time now.
Plus, it turned my weakling son into a man. I met some men in a
strip bar who recruited us to work for them. That’s why Jamal
needs to graduate. They want him in their research division, but
he needs his diploma, so I conceived of this little blackmail
scheme."

"This was your idea?" They were in the bedroom now.

"Oh yes," said Malcolm. "I'm nearly as smart as Jamal. I just
never had proper schooling. Now get on the bed, on all fours. I
want to fuck you like an animal."

"It's not to late Malcolm. I'm willing to forget this has
happened." She climbed on all fours, her ass pointing towards
Malcolm. She was glad he had chosen such an unromantic position.
There was no way this could be as good as facing the man you
loved in the missionary position.

"Shit bitch." He was completely naked now. "Your pussy's begging
for my cock. Your lips are all swollen and wet. They've already
spread open in anticipation of getting their first real fucking.
Tell me to fuck you."

"I can't."

Malcolm moved between her legs and ran the head of his cock up
and down her pussy lips. She moaned and her pussy opened wider.
"Tell you what Mrs. Duncan, I'll make you a deal. Let me put the
whole thing in you. Once it's in, all you have to do is give the
word and I'll pull it out. You can have both tapes and we'll
leave. All you have to do is change Jamal's grade so that he
passes. Do we have a deal?" He moved his cock head slowly around
her labia to coat it with lubrication.

"Yesss," she moaned. That wouldn't be so bad. Just take his cock
inside her and then it would be gone.

"Now beg me to put it in."

"Put it in Malcolm." Darlene's eyes flew open as the head pushed
inside her. Her pussy had never stretched this wide. He pushed
several inches inside her, pulling out and pushing just a little
more in. He was slowly fucking her and her body was betraying
her. She was going to cum all over the janitor's cock if she
couldn't get a hold of herself. "Enough pull it out, a deals a
deal."

Malcolm laughed and pulled all but the head out. "The deal was
for you to take it all. That was only half."

"I don't believe it."

"You'll see." Malcolm slammed his hips forward burying his cock
in her pussy.

Thank god it hurt, gone was the threat of cumming with this
arrogant bastard. His monster cock had thrust deep into virgin
territory, her pussy stretching out tight around it, squeezing
his shaft, lubricating it with waves of juice. Nerve endings she
didn't know existed were coming alive sending electrical impulses
to her brain, assaulting it with...Pleasure!

"Now what will it be Mrs. Duncan? You know you love it. So let
lose and enjoy it or do I pull it out?"

If only he'd move it just a little she could cum. She was
practically cumming just from being stuffed with such a big cock.
Even the initial pain was better then this teasing, aching need
for an orgasm. It promised to be a big one too. "Move it around
please," she grunted.

"Are you asking me to keep it in, to fuck you?"

"Yes. Please Malcolm, I need to be fucked, please fuck me."
Malcolm began pumping her pussy and t didn't take long for the
orgasm to break lose. "Oh yes, god yes, I'm cumming."

Jamal was hard again and moved around to stick his cock back in
her face, but Malcolm waved him off. "I want her to talk first."
He waited for her to come down from her orgasmic high before
continuing. "Describe how it feels."

"It's so big in my pussy. Your big black cock is stretching me
out. I never knew sex could feel this good. Oh my god, I'm going
to cum again. Aaahhh."

"Pretend your husband is watching, what would you tell him?"

"Raymond your prick is pathetic. I thought you pleased me, but I
was wrong. I've never been truly fucked until tonight." Darlene
was really getting into it. Malcolm was using the entire length
of his cock to fuck her, slamming it in so hard, his big balls
were slapping against her thighs. It was all she could do to stay
on all fours. "Ray, their black cocks are so much better then
yours. These men are built for sex. I love you, but my body
belongs to them now."

For some reason these men needed their egos stroked. She had
never been vocal during sex, but found herself getting into it.
Darlene was about to continue when Jamal growing impatient, stuck
his cock in her face. She opened her mouth and took him inside.

Sweet, conservative Darlene was getting plugged from both ends
and she loved it. She loved being helpless. She loved being
dominated. She loved having Jamal's cock roughly shoved down her
throat with each powerful thrust of Malcolm's cock.

Malcolm grabbed her hips and pulled forwards locking their
crotches together. His cock spasmed, cum exploding deep in her
pussy triggering her own powerful orgasm.

Darlene immediately felt a deep sense of loss when Malcolm
removed his cock. She continued to slurp on Jamal's cock, but
then he too pulled it out. Jamal walked around behind her "Shit
dad, I wanted first crack at her pussy. I'm not sticking my cock
in that mess."

Darlene could feel sperm flowing out of he pussy. "Fuck her ass
then son," said Malcolm.

"No way," said Darlene looking over her shoulder at them. "That
thing will rip me in two."

"You'll learn to love it." Jamal pushed on her back until her
head was mashed into the mattress with her ass thrust up. "Reach
behind you and pull your ass cheeks apart."

Darlene was scared, horrified even, but her hands obeyed his
command, reaching behind her and pulling her butt cheeks apart.
Her asshole was open for him, her pussy was a gaping sperm filled
hole. No man had ever gotten this view of her before.

"Need some lube," grunted Jamal. He slapped her ass. "Be right
back."

Darlene stayed frozen until Jamal returned from the bathroom. He
had a small bottle of hand lotion in his hand and he first
squirted a long line of lotion along his cock as if he were
putting catsup on a big black foot long. The bottle had a long
tubular opening and his next move was to stick it in her ass. He
squeezed it, cold lotion spraying deep into her ass.

Jamal replaced the bottle with the head of his cock. Darlene was
thankful for the excessive lubrication as he pushed forward. The
big knobby cock head bobbing before her head earlier was now
pushing into her rectum. Pain shot up her spine as her asshole
stretched open, then closed slightly around his cock head. He
moved the head around a bit before pushing a little more in.
Darlene moaned into the bedspread, the thick part under his cock
head was worse then the head itself as his cock continued to
probe deeper. He pushed and pushed, finally stopping when it
seemed as if he could get no more in.

Her knuckles were white from gripping her ass cheeks too tightly.
As the pain faded, her grip loosened and he took it as a sign to
began slowly fucking her ass. It was strange, but not unpleasant.
There was no way a woman could get pleasure from this. Jamal
seemed to be enjoying it and that was all that mattered.
Darlene's eyes opened in surprise as she came to a realization.
She was more concerned with pleasing him, then with herself. If
he wanted to fuck her ass or stick his cock in her mouth, that's
what she wanted too. Just as she had grown to love sucking his
cock, she began to enjoy the slow ass fucking. "Oooo fuck my ass,
Jamal. Fuck me with that black cock."

Jamal picked up the pace fucking her hard, even getting a few
more inches inside when she tried to pull her ass open more for
him.  What would her fellow teachers think of shy, conservative
Darlene Duncan now, if they could see her getting her ass reamed
by one of her students?

Malcolm appeared in front of her. Darlene watched in amazement as
Malcolm grabbed the tip of his semi-hard cock giving it a couple
quick tugs. Within seconds his cock was as hard as it was when he
had fucked her only a half hour ago. It looked as big and swollen
as if he hadn't had sex in months. "You know what to do," he
said. Darlene forced her torso up and took him in her mouth.

Darlene fucked and sucked their cocks for another half hour
before Jamal pumped her ass full of sperm. She moaned around
Malcolm's penis as Jamal slowly pulled his cock out. Her ass
closed up behind it, forcing his seed up into the vacuum only to
pour out of her ass, dripping down her crack to mix with the
rapidly caking sperm his father had left in her pussy earlier.
Malcolm came a few minutes later. This time she tried to swallow
it all, but it was still too much, sperm dribbled down her chin
and she got her face hosed again when it briefly popped out of
her mouth.

"Go clean up teacher," said Jamal. "I'm about to give you an F
for fuck when you get done."

"I was hoping for a C for cock," she replied, "or in your case a
C++."

Jamal grinned at her. This was every student's dream, fucking his
sexy teacher. "I'll evaluate you on performance. Now hurry up.
I'm ready to go now."

He was hard again! Impossible! They were super-men! She hurried
to the shower trying to clean off as much of their sperm as she
could, but finding the stuff was everywhere, turning sticky and
gummy as the water touched it. She returned to her bedroom still
wet, her skin glistening with moisture and her body glowing with
a deep sense of satisfaction.

"Get on the bed," he said when she walked over to him.

"How do you want me?"

"On your back."

Darlene laid down on the bed with her head on the pillow,
spreading her legs as Jamal climbed between them. She looked down
her body in awe at the huge bobbing thirteen inch cock poised to
enter her. He kneeled between her legs and pushed the head in.
Jamal put his arms under her knees and began working his cock
into her pussy. It went in easier thanks to the stretching
Malcolm had already given her, but Jamal rwas two inches longer
and those extra inches made her feel as if she were losing her
virginity all over again.

He fucked her like that for a good fifteen minutes giving her
numerous mini-orgasms as he pumped his entire cock in and out of
her. "What's my grade now Mrs. Duncan?"

Darlene had planned to give him just a D, enough to graduate and
get the video back. She changed her mind and shouted, "Oh Jamal,
you're getting an A."

"I'm the teacher now," he said laying down on top of her. His
huge waist held her spread legs wide open for his thrusting cock.
Her nails dug into his back as she came again and again, feeling
owned and protected beneath his huge size. She kissed his chest
in submission.

Jamal rolled over carrying her on top of him. Darlene rode his
cock while he sucked on her overly sensitive nipples. His strong
tongue twirled around her breasts, teasing each nipple before
sucking first one then the other into his mouth. She collapsed on
his chest as a powerful orgasm rocked her body.    When she
recovered, Malcolm had his hands on her waist and was pushing his
cock into her ass. Both her holes were getting plugged bringing
her to a whole new level of sexual pleasure. There was no way she
could ever give this up.

Later, Darlene stepped out of the shower again and walked to her
bedroom with the spread, rolling gate of someone who had been on
a horse too long. Her whole body was sore, but it was one of
those pleasant aches you get from a good workout.

The black men were gone as were their clothes. She frowned, but
was secretly relieved as her body was too exhausted to continue.

Darlene went over to her large walk-in closet for a robe. The
door was open a crack and she pulled the doors apart getting the
shock of her life. Raymond was kneeling on the floor with his
hands, feet, and mouth duct-taped.   There was a bouquet of
flowers at his feet and his cheeks were stained with dried tears.

Darlene was horrified, until she saw the little bulge in his
pants. "Things are gonna change around here," she said.

*******************

"You mean her husband watched the whole thing?" asked Jamal.

"Yep, he came home early to surprise her while you were showing
her the video. It didn't take much to cower the wimp. I
restrained him and snuck him upstairs while she was sucking your
cock."

"What if he tells?"

"I made a new tape. We'll make it look like he set it up if he
gets out of line. Besides, if he causes trouble we can always
have one of our cops take his statement."

"Keepin' it real, dad," said Jamal smiling. After the first time
he had cum as an enhanced man, this was the best day of his life.
He had fucked his teacher and was going to graduate.

Little did he know, he was going to get expelled anyway, when he
finally encountered a situation that he couldn't control. But
that is another story.

To be continued in "Not Another Teen Story"

The End