The Burnt Toast Club 
copyright 2006 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2010



Corrine Hartman pulled her convertible BMW into her parking spot
and put it in park. She pulled her sunglasses off and checked her
eyes in the mirror to see if the drops had made them less
bloodshot. 'Whoever heard of detention on Saturday?' thought the
poor teacher.

Corey worked three jobs. During the week she was a high school
English teacher, on weekends she bartended at a popular college
bar nearby, and during football season, the 26 year old was a
professional cheerleader for the Philadelphia Eagles.

Corey was somewhat of an enigma. She believed that teachers
should be stern, conservative, and provide moral examples for the
students. When teaching, she wore slacks or ankle length skirts,
bulky tops, and a sports bra to help suppress her big D-cup
breasts. It was all a joke because every student had seen her
cheerleading in short shorts and the tight tops the cheerleaders
wore. Corey was more liberal bartending so the shorts and low-cut
bosom- plus tip- enhancing tops came out. Several of her old
students were now old enough to drink and came to her bar just to
ogle her.

Mrs. Hartman had loved teaching at first. Soon in became obvious
that her lifestyles were incompatible. She had been picked for
the cover of the team's swimsuit calendar. The picture showed the
young woman rising up out of the water on the beach. Her long
blonde hair was wet and fell to the small of her back. The only
thing she wore was small black panties. Her arm crossed her bare
beasts and the bikini top dangled from the hand. Her full red
lips were pursed and her blue eyes wide with an "Oops"
expression. That picture was now hanging in 65% of the male
student's lockers. One geek had made it the desktop background
for the entire school's networked computers.

Her students had been becoming more uncontrollable and thuggish
without the picture. The picture made things worse. They leered
and ogled her. One had grabbed her ass. One set of parents had
complained about her when they caught their son jerking off to
her picture. Corey sighed. She had already decided to give this
up soon. She didn't need the money.

Corrine Hartman was now engaged to a dashing young business
executive. She held her hand up and looked at the large diamond
glistening in the sunlight. It was nearly as expensive as the BMW
he had bought her. Robert was a big advertiser with the Eagles.
They held ten of the best seats at the stadium. If Robert said,
he wanted four players to meet his clients, the owners replied,
"which ones?". Robert had decided he wanted the hottest Eagles’
cheerleader as his wife and Corey was unable to resist. She was
about to give up everything to become a trophy wife.

Corrine sat back in the BMW and watched them come. First there
was the geek. Melvin climbed out of his father's Volvo. He
resembled his dad, a skinny accountant wearing glasses. The small
white kid looked nervously around him before heading to the
doors. Melvin was in detention for putting the picture of Corey
on all the computers. The little perv was now on her shit list.
His grades were too good to fail him, but he was supposedly
having financial trouble and was stuck going to a local community
college instead of the ivy league school that had accepted him.

The jock was next. Marcus was a giant black man as big as any pro
football player and today was his eighteenth birthday. His
father, an equally giant black man cuffed him on the back of the
head before driving off. The cheerleading coach had caught one of
her girls giving Marcus a blow job in the girl's showers. Corey
had seen the coach right afterward. The poor woman seemed in
shock. Her mouth hung open and she stared at Marcus with a look
of awed amazement on her face. Though she never refused to talk
about it.

The princess was next. Charisma Summers was the most stuck up
bitch in school. Corey had never encountered a more self centered
person in her life and Corey worked with professional
cheerleaders. Charisma was head cheerleader and always pestering
Corey about getting her an interview with the Eagles. Charisma
was as stacked as Corey. She wore a pink halter that strained
with the swell of her breasts. A white skirt that stopped
mid-thigh showed off her long legs. She was dating Marcus' best
friend, the school quarterback.

The last two to arrive were the thugs. Both nineteen having
missed a year. They arrived together, no fathers, the two black
men walked quietly across the sports field. Why they hadn't
dropped out entirely was a wonder. Corey expected that they
stayed in school to sell drugs to the students. Luthor was nearly
as big as Marcus. He wore camouflaged pants and a tank top
stretched taunt against his muscles. Anthony was more leaner with
a basketball player’s build, but all muscles. He was nearly seven
feet tall. Both thugs wore reflective sunglasses and do-rags on
their heads. Corey gulped. She hadn't expected them to show up.
Luthor was the thug who had grabbed her ass. Rumor had it that
Anthony had led a dozen black thugs in a circle jerk around her
bikini picture. He had been the only one caught. He claimed he
was the only one, but the picture was nearly soaked in ejaculate.
"Nope, that's all my baby juice," had been his response. Sleazy,
but at least he wasn’t a rat.

Corrine sat back and waited and waited and waited some more. The
school wasn't about to make her monitor detention alone. The
football coach was supposed to show up. Where the hell was he?
Corey didn't want to do this alone.

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

Melvin gulped and sat as far from the black thugs as possible.
The jock wasn't all that bad though the man's size was
intimidating. Melvin opened his knapsack  taking out a thermos
and brown bag. The crinkling of the bag got the attention of the
thugs.

"Thanks for the breakfast, dick." Anthony strolled over to
Melvin's seat. He grabbed the bag and took out the sandwich
inside. "My favorite. Hmmm." He crammed half the sandwich inside
his mouth. The tall black teen then snatched Melvin's thermos off
the table and walked back to Luthor.

"Hey give that back!" Melvin stood and walked to retrieve his
drink. Luthor turned and pushed him back. Melvin nearly fell. He
moved around and backed away from the black men, bumping into the
teacher's desk just as Corey came into the room. Her coffee
spilled all over the floor just as Melvin hit it. "Oops, sorry
Miss Hartman."

Corrine sighed. "That's fine Melvin. Why don't you run on down to
the cafeteria and get me a replacement out of the vending
machine."

"Yes, Miss Hartman."

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

Corey waited for Melvin to return before speaking. She winked at
him as he replaced her coffee and he blushed in response. He had
also bought Charisma and Marcus drinks, probably wanting
protection from the thugs. Charisma waved him off, looking
annoyed. This was going to be a fun day. Corey sighed. "Alright
students, I know none of us want to be here on a Saturday."

"Does that mean we can go home?" asked Marcus.

"We can all go home...in seven hours. Sit quietly. No talking.
You may read, study, or do homework if you'd like." Corrine
almost laughed at that one. "Sleep for all I care." Marcus raised
his hand. "Yes, Marcus?"

"Where's the coach?"

"Late I guess. He should be here soon. Your detention begins
now."

Corrine sat down at the librarian's desk. The students sat
dispersed amongst a row of tables. Luthor and Anthony leaned back
with their feet propped up on the tables. Neither had taken off
their sunglasses. Corey got the impression they were staring at
her from behind the lenses. Of course, Melvin and Marcus were
staring too, though more surreptitiously. The thugs sat up and
started shifting uncomfortably.

Corrine began to feel hot. Her nipples were expanding as she
glanced at Anthony's broad muscular torso. The tight shirt he
wore left nothing to the imagination. He and Marcus were as cut
as any of the football players on her team. Her panties felt
slightly moist. Damn, I'm getting horny, she thought. Her fiancé
was away on business and hadn't been taking care of her. She was
getting so horny, she was pressing her pelvis down into her
chair. Corey closed her eyes and tried to fight it. She wondered
if she could leave these losers alone long enough to run to the
ladies’ room and masturbate.

Corrine opened her eyes having made up her mind to go play with
herself. Unfortunately, the students weren't cooperating. Luthor
had disappeared. Anthony was sitting up and the pervert appeared
to have his hand down his pants. The young teacher looked around
for Luthor and spotted him behind some bookcases. The seven foot
giant was staring at her through the gap between some shelved
books. He ducked when he realized he'd been spotted. "Stay in
your seats," she told the four other students.

Miss Hartman quickly strolled towards where Luthor was hiding
certain she was about to catch him sneaking some drugs. Instead,
she caught him with his pants around his ankles. "Oh my god!" she
gasped.

"Fuck!" groaned Luthor. His hand was stroking his cock. "I ain’t
stopping. I fucking got so hard just staring at you and picturing
that bikini picture in my head."

"Oh my god," she said again. Luthor's penis was a monster. It was
built like Luthor himself, long and taunt. The entire penis
looked to be close to fourteen inches long. It was dark black and
veiny. Corey had never seen an uncircumcised penis before. A
knobby, serpentine shaped cock head emerged from his wrinkled
foreskin each time Luthor's hand slid down the base. His balls
were huge too, colossal testicles, each the size of her fist. She
no longer doubted, that it had been Luthor alone who jerked off
on her picture.

"Ever seen a cock this big before?"

"N-no. N-never," she stuttered. Strong hands rested on Corey's
shoulders and pushed down. The hot teacher's knees were weak and
she fell to her knees. She looked up to see Anthony standing over
her. The thug released her shoulders and tried to fish his cock
out of his pants. He was clearly erect and his cock resisted his
attempts. When he managed to pull it out, Corey was amazed at
it's size too. Anthony's cock was around a foot long and nearly
as thick as her wrist. His shaft was dark brown, lighter then
Luthor's, with a reddish cock head the size of a golf ball. The
sight of two such powerful cocks did nothing to relieve her
horniness. Her panties were soaked now and her pussy screamed for
attention, but Corey wasn't about to screw two black students.
"Stop it this instant or I will scream."

"We ain’t gonna hurt ya," said Luthor. Corey looked away from
Anthony's cock towards Luthor. He had pulled his shirt off
revealing his long, muscled torso and was stepping out of his
pants. "I just gotta cum. Alls I'm gonna do is jerk off lookin
atcha. Fuckin’ cock's so hard, it hurts."

"Mine too bro."

"Jesus, they're big." Corey reached up to touch Luthor's, but
caught herself.

"Don't be shy." Luthor helped her by grabbing her wrist and
guiding his cock into her hand.

"So big." Corrine couldn't help repeating herself. She didn't
think her fiancé pushed much past 5 inches in the prick
department and here she was holding a fat foot long dick. "So
thick," she added, noting how her fingers didn't meet as she held
the shaft and that wasn't even the thickest part. The black cock
was thicker just under the head. She slid her hand up to the
thick part.

"That's it, baby. Stroke that black cock." Luthor grabbed her
wrist again and moved it up and down the length of his shaft.

"Ya know, Miss Hartman. I just might cum quicker if I sees you
with your top off." Anthony bent down and started unbuttoning
Corey's blouse.

Corrine was nearly in a trance as she stared at Luthor's cock and
barely noticed her blouse being pulled open. She did react when
she felt Anthony's hands sliding up under the back of her blouse
seeking her bra clasp. She released Luthor's cock, but he grabbed
her wrist and pulled it back onto his shaft. By then, Anthony had
realized the clasp was in the front. His thick black hands had
slipped around between her breasts quickly undoing the clasp. He
cupped her DD's as they sprang free. Again, Corey moved to stop
him. Her free hand came around to pull his hands off her breasts,
but Anthony released her boob and grabbed her wrist. He pulled
her hand around behind her to his cock. She grabbed it
automatically and his hand returned to her tit.

Anthony was skillfully teasing her nipples to the point Corey no
longer wanted him to release them. He pinched her nipples and
tugged at them. Her own hands matched the pace on her nipples,
Corrine tugged hard at the cocks in her hands.

"Oh fuck," growled Luthor. "Finally gonna cum. My dick fuckin
hurts."
Corey watched fascinated as the cock she was stroking swelled and
darkened even further. She expected to see a stream of semen
shoot out several inches from the head at any moment. She should
have known better. Cum literally exploded from the angry head of
Luthor's cock. Anthony cursed as sperm struck his hands. He
pulled back, leaving her breasts free to receive the full brunt
of the torrent of semen. Luthor's seed struck everywhere ruining
her clothes, getting in her hair, on her face, and dripping down
her belly. Corey held her mouth tightly shut to keep it out.

"Lets get this mess off you," said Anthony in her ear. Corey held
her arms up as Luthor pulled the blouse off over her head. The
bra soon followed. He helped her to her feet and pulled her skirt
down. "Holy fuck, look at that ass."

Corey had worn sexy underwear under her bulky teacher clothes.
The thong left her ass exposed. Anthony gripped her butt cheeks
and Luthor bent around to check it out. They both knew how
fantastic her ass looked from seeing her in the short shorts of
her cheerleading outfit, but seeing her cheeks bare and in person
was something else. Anthony tugged at her g-string, but she
gripped her panties tightly even as he tugged some more. Given
her arousal and fascination with their giant black cocks, Corey
no longer trusted herself and hoped the panties might protect
her.

Luthor stepped back as Anthony moved around in front of her.
Corey was amazed to see that Luthor's cock was as hard as ever
even after cumming so much. Anthony stepped a lot closer lining
up his round cock head just six inches or so from her face. "Now
jerk me off."

Corey reached up with both hands. "Just warn me when you get
close. I don't want to get anymore on me. Ok?" She asked and
Anthony nodded impatiently. Corey was almost scared of his cock.
She squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head afraid it would
explode in her face. She kept her mouth tightly shut until she
realized, Anthony wasn't anywhere close to cumming.

Anthony began thrusting with his hips as her stroking increased.
His thrusting cock head moved closer and closer to her face. It
even struck her lips and nose several times. Corey tried to move
back, but Luthor was behind her. Luthor's cock was pressing
against her back leaving a wet trail where it touched. She felt
his hands on her breasts making her moan beween her closed lips.
One hand left her tit to slide down her belly. The fingers
slipped under her panties and through her brown bush. They soon
found her wet slit and pushed inside. This time, Corey couldn't
hold her mouth closed and Anthony's cock slipped inside her
mouth.

"Mmmph," she grunted in surprise. The fat cock head pushed deeper
until she started to gag. Anthony pulled out so that she could
catch her breath. "Warn me before you cum," she gasped." Anthony
didn't answer and Corey didn't complain when he pushed it back
in. This time she gripped the cock's base and took her time with
it.

Luthor continued to tease his teacher's clit. He was soon
rewarded with a soaked hand as Corrine trembled from a small
orgasm. He pushed against her back until she was forced down on
her hands. He switched fingers in her pussy, now finger fucking
her from behind. He pushed up until Corrine raised her ass up and
got on all fours. Anthony had lowered himself to his knees so
that she could continue sucking on his cock.

Corrine groaned out a complaint as Luthor removed his finger from
her pussy. The finger was soon replaced by something bigger
pushing against the thin material of her panty. "Watch it," she
protested, "but keep doing that." The fat cock head teased the
entrance of her pussy held back by the cotton material. It felt
so good, but the black youth soon stopped.

Corey wanted to beg him to push it back in, but Anthony's cock
was halfway down her throat. Still, her panty was all stretched
and uncomfortable, partly stuck inside her pussy. Corey reached
between her legs in an effort to pull it out. "Let me do that for
you," said Luthor. His finger ran under the thong above her ass
and ran down, pulling the material free. Before she could
protest, he pulled the thong out and over and his cock pushed
back inside her soaked pussy going deeper this time and Corey
trembled from the biggest orgasm of her life.

Corey couldn't believe how easily she took the huge cock. She was
so wet and horny, the massive shaft pushed right in with little
resistance. It was like her pussy was built for the huge dick.

Corey choked as Anthony's cock head slid deep down her throat.
The monster felt even bigger, swollen, and harder. With a spasm,
cum flowed down her throat into her belly. "Cumming," he said, a
mixture between a growl and a laugh as he warned her too late.
Corey tried to move back, but he stopped her with the spewing
head filling her mouth. Hot black seed bulged her cheeks out and
she swallowed to keep from choking. After the first taste, the
rest was easy. She found herself jerking the shaft, swallowing
sperm as fast as his big balls could pump it out.

Anthony pulled his cock out of her mouth when he finished and the
first words Corey spoke were, "You're still hard!"

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

Marcus glanced around the tables noticing that he and Charisma
were alone. The teacher had went after the thugs and even the
wimp had disappeared. He glanced at the hot young cheerleader.
Charisma was chatting on her cell phone the second Miss Hartman
had disappeared. Marcus glanced at her big breasts and the firm,
fit legs, running up to a skirt hem that nearly revealed her
panties. His cock was already half hard and didn't need much help
going to a full, painful erection. He stood to adjust his penis.
"I'm gonna go find the others," he said, and Charisma waved him
off.

It wasn't hard to follow the moans and groans. Marcus feared the
thugs were raping Miss Hartman. He raced to her rescue,
fantasizing that she would reward her hero by fucking his big
black cock. Something her fit white body had never experienced,
but he was wrong.

The sight that greeted Marcus wasn't a rape and if it was,
Corinne Hartman might be the one doing the raping. Luthor was
lying in the isles and Miss Hartman was riding his cock like a
mad woman. She'd grind her pussy mound into Luthor's crotch, then
ride the entire shaft loving ever inch of his cock. Luthor had
his fat hands on her breasts and they were as magnificent as
Marcus had dreamed. Anthony was standing behind the pair,
stroking his hard cock. Anthony saw him and grabbed his pants as
Marcus took a step forward. The black thug pulled a switch blade
from the pocket. The blade sprung free and pointed at Marcus who
backed off.

Marcus watched Anthony bring the blade down behind Miss Hartman's
ass. With a jerk, he sliced and pulled out a twisted and
stretched out panty.

Marcus turned, catching a glimpse of Melvin hiding behind a
bookcase, watching the action. He couldn't blame the wimp.
Marcus' hard cock made him limp as he returned to Charisma.

"Really. I don't see why I should have to be here in detention,"
said Charisma into her phone. "I mean I'm here with just blacks
and the wimp. No, I don't know his name. The little computer
geek. The thugs and your buddy, Marcus. I can't believe I'm
trapped with them on a Saturday. Me of all people. Plus, I'm
horny as hell. Come to the school and I'll let you fuck me
again." Charisma didn't put out that much. Sex messed her hair
and cosmetics up. She used sex as a reward. "I'll say I'm on the
rag and need to use the bathroom. We can screw in the teacher's
lounge. Sissy, I don't care about your scholarship. I need to get
fucked. Fine, wimp. Just be here the second I get out of
detention. Everybody's left me. I don't even know where Miss
Hartman is. Oh swell. You perk up when I say her name don't you.
Asshole." Charisma flipped the phone shut.

"That Paul?" asked Marcus. Paul was the school quarterback,
Charisma's boyfriend, and Marcus' best friend. Charisma had him
wrapped around her little finger. Marcus thought Paul was a
whipped white pussy. No woman of Marcus's would ever dole out
pussy on rare occasions like his birthday. When Marcus wanted
pussy, he would tell her where to be with her legs spread open
for him.

"Yeah, that was the big jerk. Where the hell is everybody?"

"Come with me. You're not going to believe this."

Charisma sighed. "This had better be good." Marcus pushed her
ahead of him. "What's that?" she asked hearing the noises. "Oh my
god!" Charisma's yes opened wide when she saw Miss Hartman riding
Luthor's cock. Anthony was behind her ass, coating his cock with
spit. "Their penises!"

"What about them?" whispered Marcus in her ear.

"They're so big! I don't believe it."

"They're black, Charisma. Some women were born to experience
black cock. Look how much the teacher is loving it."

Corey groaned. "Not my ass. It's too big!"

Marcus and Charisma watched Anthony push his cock down so that
the head disappeared behind Corrine's ass. She yelped as he gave
a push.

"She's gonna fuck them both. The slut." Charisma held her palm
over her mouth in shock.

"My dick's killing me," groaned Marcus. "I gotta take it out."

Charisma heard him fumble with his pants behind her. Then the
zipper opened. She stared at the three-way before her. "My god,
the slut seems to like having that monster in her ass."

"Sshh. They'll hear us." Marcus placed his hands on her shoulders
and pulled her back into him.

"M-Marcus?" As he pulled her back, she felt his big log of a cock
push between her thighs. Charisma squeezed her thighs together to
stop him, but it was too late. Her skirt was so short, the shaft
was resting right along her slit. Her already wet panties became
soaked from the stimulation. Marcus was so big, Charisma could
see the angry black cock head protruding inches between her legs.
"What are you doing?"

Marcus didn't answer. He started slowly fucking her thighs. Soon,
he was rewarded as his buddy's girlfriend started pushing down on
his shaft and moaning. "You're the hottest girl in school."

"That's right."

"Shouldn't you get the best cock in school. I've seen Paul in the
showers. He don't have half of what I have between his legs."

"No, he doesn't. His is... much smaller."

"Smaller, weaker, limper. Mine has been this hard since detention
started. Wouldn't you love to fuck a cock like this?"

"I don't r-really like sex all that much, but I'm so horny."
Charisma sucked her lower lip in her mouth to keep from moaning.

"That's all the permission I need." Marcus had little trouble
pulling her skirt up over her pussy. He removed his cock long
enough to yank her panties down. He swiftly brought his cock up
between her legs again. "For someone who doesn't like sex, you
sure are wet. I think you just never been fucked properly."
Marcus felt his fat cock head pushing against the opening of her
pussy.

"Maybe I haven't." Charisma took the initiative and pushed down
into his hard cock head. She felt his huge cock push inside her,
stretching her wide, stimulating dormant nerves. 'This is what I
need,' she thought as his cock went deeper inside then her
boyfriend could.

"Like it?"

"It's good, Marcus." Fuck! Using his name and watching the Oreo
sex scene with Miss Hartman reminded Charisma that she was
letting a black guy fuck her bareback. Her dad would kill her if
he found out about this. Her dad even called Marcus the "N" word
once when he missed a pass that her boyfriend had tossed him at
the homecoming game. "Jesus! You need to use a condom." It was
damn close to her fertile time of the month and the massive cock
head was battering right against her womb.

"Don't got one." Marcus slipped his hands under her halter and
flipped up her bra. He squeezed her nipples just as his cock
pushed through her cervix.

"Pull ou... It feels so good. So full. So fucking big. Fuck me
Marcus. Fuck me with that big cock. Just pull out..."

"Too late. Marcus' cum exploded inside her womb.

Charisma's entire pussy went nuts as he came inside her. Her
vagina clenched around his cock and was soon spasming on it's
own. She'd never cum before and had no idea it felt this good.
Now she came each time his cock jerked. Charisma moaned and
ground her pussy back into his still very hard cock. "You were so
right, Marcus. I do deserve the best cock in school."

"Never seen my cock stay this hard. I think I can keep going if
you’re game."

"Oh I'm game."

Marcus yanked his cock out. He led Charisma over to the tables
and lifted her onto one. She laid back as he reinserted his cock
inside her. "Still want me to pull out?"

"No, it's too late now. I'll go on the pill next time. I love
feeling you shoot inside me."

"Next time? Alright." Marcus grinned. He grabbed her under the
knees and held her legs open. His cock moved like a piston
battering her well fucked pussy. Now that she had cum, the
floodgates were open. Charisma came every ten thrusts or so. She
raised her hips into his thrusting cock. She was also very vocal,
moaning loudly with the words, fuck, big, and black, coming
between her ohs and ahs.

He lasted longer this time, but eventually filled her womb with a
second load of sperm.

He felt a tap on his shoulder as he pulled out.

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

Corrine shuddered as Anthony filled her ass with cum. Luthor was
filling her pussy. She feared she was now hooked on double
penetration and she couldn't picture two white men doing it to
her. No, they'd have to be black, only black. Corey tried to get
up as she heard the two black men walking away. She looked up
just as Marcus appeared before her. Marcus was no thug, but he
was nude and his cock was a rock hard, foot long monster, bobbing
before him. "You alright Miss Hartman? Are you hurt?"

"Fine," she said, grabbing his cock and pulling it towards her
mouth. "My pussy's too sore, but I can suck you."

"I think this is the best day of my life," said Marcus as his hot
teacher took him inside her mouth.

Corey found that she loved sucking on these big black cocks. So
many black football players had come on to her over the years she
had been with the Eagles and she had turned them down. Never
again, she thought.

Corey could make out Melvin's shadow from the corner of her eye.
He was watching her suck off Marcus. She might have to fuck him,
to keep him quiet. What a waste that would be.

Corey was becoming quite good a sucking big cocks. She could
breathe through her nose. Her throat was relaxed and growing used
to having thick cocks sliding in and out of it. He lasted awhile,
but eventually his big balls emptied another large load of sperm
down her throat. And he was still hard! "Want to go again?" she
asked, stroking his hard dick.

Marcus winced, but looked tempted. "No thanks, Miss Hartman. My
balls are getting sore. I'll take a rain check though."

"Any time." Corey plopped down on the floor as Marcus walked away
from her. "I suppose you want some too," she stated to Melvin.
"Keep quiet about this and..." Corey turned to look, but Melvin
had left.

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

"Fuck me. Fuck me. God, I love your cock. My pussy belongs to you
now, Marcus." Charisma was lying across the table with her head
hanging over the edge getting another powerful fucking. No sooner
had Marcus cum, then he reinserted and started fucking her again.
"You’re so fucking big, lover."

Charisma was just coming down from an orgasm when she noticed a
pair of large black feet under her head. It was Anthony and he
was guiding his foot long cock towards her mouth. "What do you
think you are doing? Marcus stop him." Charisma looked up and was
horrified to see that it was Luthor fucking her. "Oh no." She was
getting fucked by the school dope dealer and loving it.

"Does your pussy still belong to me, you stuck up bitch?"

Charisma wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him deep
inside. "It's yours whenever you want it." She went with the flow
and hung her head back down, opening her mouth so that Anthony
could slide his cock in.

Luthor fucked her for a good half hour before cumming. He shot
one load into her womb then pulled out and shot the rest over her
belly and tits. Anthony did the same in her mouth, pulling out
and coating her hair and face. Vain Charisma Summers, the
princess, had never looked so filthy and she didn't care.

Charisma rested on the table trying to regain her strength as the
black men decided to get out of there. Marcus returned and she
noticed that all three cock were still hard as they dressed and
left.

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

"Miss Hartman?"

Corey was half asleep and opened one eye. "Oh, it's you Melvin."

"It's time to go. Why don't you go get cleaned up in the girls
showers and I'll clean up here for you."

"Thank you, Melvin." An exhausted Corey struggled to her feet and
was embarrassed as her ass let off a wet sounding fart. "Ah,
Melvin?"

"Yes, Miss Hartman?"

"You won't tell anyone about this will you?"

"Not a soul."

"Thank you."

Melvin watched her struggle off and brought his video camera up
from behind his back. He returned to Charisma. She was nearly
passed out on the table. He zoomed the camera in on her
well-fucked pussy and sperm covered body before shaking her.
"Charisma?"

"Get your hands off me, geek."

"Everyone is gone. Why don't you go clean up at the girl’s
showers?"

"Oh, yeah. Thanks." Charisma stood and felt liquefying sperm
slide all down her body. She shivered in disgust, grabbed her
clothes and left the library.

The nerd retrieved his filled video disks. He then placed a chair
on the table and climbed up on it. He moved the ceiling tile
aside and disappeared in the roof.

Melvin pulled the wires connected to his hidden webcams out of
the library and into the ceiling. Minutes later he dropped down
into the computer lab. The computer screens were all filled with
porn scenes.

One live screen showed Miss Hartman and Charisma cleaning
themselves in the shower. Another screen showed the coach getting
a blowjob from a student in the men's showers. That little piece
of blackmail had kept the married coach home today.

The rest was simple. Dissolved Viagra in the drinks had given the
blacks permanent erections (Luthor was at the hospital two days
later with priapism). He'd slipped the women a drug farmers used
to get cows in the mood. Melvin wasn't sure it would work on
humans, but he tested the mixture on his mother. He'd listened to
his parents fuck all night.

"College here I come." Melvin sat back and watched the DVD’s he
had made. People would pay big bucks to see a professional
semi-famous Eagles cheerleader getting black fucked. He'd make a
pretty penny too with a hot babe like Charisma Summers.

Melvin sat up as a thought occurred to him. He opened a old movie
file. Charisma was on screen lathering up her big breasts in the
shower. The zoom backed off showing all the other school
cheerleaders behind her in the shower. "I can force Miss Hartman
to give them all detentions."

He opened another file. The football team was showering after a
game. He had noted Marcus' big dick dangling between his legs. He
made note of the other hung black team members and one white one
with a whopper. "Hello my little pawns." Melvin giggled.

The thought occurred to Melvin that he could now blackmail Miss
Hartman and Charisma into making professional movies provided he
promised them it was for his own use only. Hell, with this kind
of power he could skip college or better yet, go to film school.
"Melvin Mooney, porn producer. I like the sound of that. Ha ha
ha. And here are my stars." He watched Luthor and Anthony double
team Hartman. If they had an ounce of intelligence they'd work
for him. The drug dealers could spend their lives getting ass
fucked in jail or fuck white women on screen for a living.

Melvin leaned back in his chair. "Bwa ha ha. Bwa..." He caught
himself cackling like a madman. "What the hell? Bwa ha ha. Bwa ha
ha," he laughed wringing his hands together as he thought about
his future.

The End

Author’s note: This was obviously a spoof of the breakfast club.
The character of Corrine Hatman was based on a real cheerleader
named, Adrienne Hartman. I based Charisma on Charisma Carpenter’s
character from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and gave her Buffy’s last
name.