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New Marville City Schools had been struggling. With an approximate enrollment of 7,500 pupils and twelve total schools, the district had four of them that were rated “Critical” by the state and two more that scored a “Needs Improvement”. The school board had had enough of their less than average four-year high school graduation rates. So, they fired the superintendent and held a search.
They finally settled on Dr. Ezola Clay-Olatuni. And the brilliant Black woman began turning the district around immediately. She got rid of all of the former superindent’s direct reports and hired her own selections. Now, there were no schools on the “Critical” list and only one on “Needs Improvement”. And she’d only been there for two years. The Board was happy with the middle-aged woman’s performance.
Dr. Clay-Ezola had three assistant superintendents reporting to her - one for administrative services, another for curriculum & instruction, and a third for support services. Each one had come from out of state and they seemed to be working well together. She also had the public relations manager and the district athletic direct answer directly to her. She was beginning to feel good about the things NMCS was achieving.
The assistant superintendent for support services was named Dr. John Griffith. He hailed from the Midwest and was in charge of several departments - transportation; facilities; school nutrition; & information technology. The large man with thinning frosty hair and blue eyes was wrapping up his weekly team meeting when he asked Natty Allen to remain.
“Hey, Natty,” started the fiftysomething.
“Yes, Doctor Griffith,” the thirty-one year-old school nutrition director asked closing his notebook.
“How are you liking the apartment complex?”
“It’s nice. Thanks for the recommendation!”
“Is it quiet enough for you?”
“Sure is,” the man with brownish-red skin and a low top fade haircut replied.
“Good. I know sometimes there can be a lot of activity.”
“I’m aware, Doctor Griffith.”
“You haven’t seen anything that makes you wish you hadn’t moved there, have you,” inquired the boss.
“Not at all. Why would anything I’ve seen bother me,” he lisped and raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.
“No reason. Just checking.”
“If you’re worried about me telling anyone what I see, don’t. We all have our own private lives. RIght?”
“Absolutely. I knew there was a reason I hired you.”
“Of course. My experience in school nutrition and my master’s in hospitality management,” winked Natty as he stood.
Natty sashayed towards the door.
“You’re exactly right,” White man said.
Natty went back to his office and rolled his eyes along the way. He was surprised the first time he pulled up to the complex. It wasn’t shabby or rundown, but it certainly wasn’t pristine or as lil white as he would have imagined John Griffith would have picked for himself. But soon it had become clear to Natty why his direct manager had selected such a place.
Most of the residents were Black. And since the units were mainly one-bedroom with a bit under 800 square feet, they were relatively inexpensive and it was adjacent to what some might call the hood. As if New Marville actually had a hood. But hey, Natty got it. Close to sixty percent of his district’s students qualified for free or reduced lunch. And after a week of living there, he was keenly aware that Dr. Griffith had no shortage of Black male visitors.
Natty had always been effeminate. He didn’t even really have to come out to his family or friends. It was just always assumed. No one even batted an eye when he announced college major was going to be family and consumer sciences - a field dominated by women. But, he did choose the concentration of nutrition & hospitality management which did have some other guys in it.
That had not been the case for John Griffith. He’d gotten married and sired three thankless c***dren. After twenty years with his wife, she finally left him for another man. And he was happy to be rid of her. It gave him the chance to be a BBC slut. The only problem the area he inhabited had very few Black residents. That’s why he jumped at this job in New Marville. It was nearly almost a third Black.
John was happy Natty was cool. Besides, he was looking forward to tonight when Tyrek was coming over. A giant of a man with deep twilight-colored skin and a juice nine inch dick. He was prone to entering John’s wide pale ass raw and with no lube at all. John, or Heidi as his men knew him, loved it.
The day came to a close and Natty left the office promptly. He briskly walked across the employee parking lot and past a guy named Raheem Moore who worked in I.T. as a computer user support technician. The slender guy opened the door of his red 2015 Volkswagen Jetta and tossed in his laptop bag. He started up and drove home.
As soon as Natty walked through the door, he locked it behind him and went to the restroom. He stripped down and began to douche. He cleaned out his taut bubble booty and got in the shower. All in all, it took him a little less than thirty minutes.
Natty’s phone buzzed. He replied that he was ready. He slid on a pair of lavender thongs and black lace midriff top. The five-nine girly man stepped into a pair of shiny black heels and waited on the couch.
When he heard a knock at the front door, he bounded up and went to answer. The slim-built, medium brown Raheem stood there. He came inside quickly still wearing the light pink button down shirt and black slacks from earlier. He shut and locked the door behind them. He immediately pressed Natty against the wall. He inhaled. “You smell sweet. Just like a girl!”
“Thank you, sexy,” whispered the sissy.
“I only got a few before I gotta get home,” he spoke softly, yet forcefully directly into Natty’s ear.
Raheem squeezed one the firm butt cheeks and held it tightly.
“Ooh,” whined Natty.
“Reach back here and pull my dick out,” ordered the I.T. guy. “Don’t got time for a blow job.
Behind his back, Natty fidgeted with Raheem’s belt. The pants fell around his ankles. He slighted lifted his shirt and spat on his hand. He rubbed his 8½-inch-by-5½-inch dick then he angled it at Natty’s tight booty hole.
“Ooh,” yelped Natty.
“Damn! Your pussy feels good! So much better than my girl’s,” declared the coworker.
“You like it, sexy?”
“Hell yeah!”
Raheem was a jack rabbit slamming in and out of Natty.
The host cooed and purred as he took the long, swift strokes. Natty’s faggot stick was rock hard and pitching a tent in his panties.
Raheem reached and around and played with the rod through the material.
“Oh my god,” whined Natty.
“Take this dick, gurl!”
“Mmmmm! I love it!”
“I love this faggit ass, bitch!”
“Fuck me!”
“Hell yeah!” Raheem nibbled Natty’s neck. “I think you turned me gay! I can barely get hard for my girl without thinking about you, faggit! You like making straight niggas gay, huh?”
Natty giggled. “Yes, daddy!”
“You bitch,” snarled the man. He pounded harder. “Ah shit! I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum, daddy! Cum for me,” begged Natty.
Raheem blew a big load. Natty fetched him some wet wipes. The guest cleaned off and handed the used things back to the food services professional. “See you at work tomorrow. I might want some head at lunch!”
“Bye bye!”
Later that evening, John was already in Heidi mode.
She had on a black plus size, hater V-neck fishnet bodystocking and a pair of sparkly silver sequin heels. Her lengthy, mussed-up, blonde, costume store wig was affixed to her head. She lifted a glass of brandy to her bright pink painted lips. She loved lingerie with open access to her plump white badonkadonk because her favorite position was doggystyle.
She rarely wore anything to cover her clitty. It was barely two inches flaccid and only grew to about four-and-a-half when erect. It was a complete wonder how her alter ego ever fathered c***dren.
Heidi’s phone dinged. It was Tyrek saying he was in the parking lot and to unlock the door. She switched over and completed the task. She stood waiting for her lover to come through the door.
Even being five-ten and wearing four-inch heels, this man still towered over her. Tyrek came inside and remarked, “You’re a sexy bitch!”
“Thank you,” giggled Heidi.
He stepped to her and hugged her. Heidi was a bit too large to be manhandled, but Tyrek could come close. He had her by about fifty pounds and at least four inches even now.
“You always wear the sexiest shit,” he grinned as she flicked her slightly pudgy moobs. Then he grabbed a bunch of her corpulent derriere. “Damn! You sexy!”
Heidi giggled. She knew she wasn’t the most passable sissy out there. But, men were mainly interested in her cocksucking skills and her 44-inch ass. Heidi climbed atop the bed and got on all fours.
Tyrek spanked her a couple of times before moving over to the side where her head was. He pulled down his joggers and out plopped his snake. “C’mon, bitch!”
Heidi used her hands as she delivered the blowjob. She savored the faint stench coming from his cock and balls. Her hair got in the way. She was thankful her beau moved it out of the way on occasion. She moved her head in circles.
Tyrek tilted his head back and let out a groan. “This feel so good, bitch!”
“Mmhmm,” moaned Heidi.
“You ready for this dick in that big ass?”
“Mmhmm!”
He tapped the back of her crown. She backed away. He went to the other side of the bed. Heidi scooted back and presented her sizable, meaty cakes by wiggling them. He spanked her a few times.
“You ready for this BBC, sissy bitch?”
“Ooh yeah!”
“You want a nigga to fuck this fat ass?”
“Yes, sir! Fuck my plump butterball booty.”
“I’ma stuff yo’ Butterball turkey,” he chuckled deviantly.
“Ooh please,” Heidi begged.
Just then Tyrek pushed one of the cheeks and stabbed his big dick into Heidi’s pink hole.
“Oooh,” she whelped.
Tyrek took no pause. He worked it in as she wiggled to accept it,
She was mainly a grunter. “Ah! Ah! Oh! Unh!” She wailed and wailed. She knew he would pay her no mind nor did she want him to.
Tyrek barked, “This pussy tight! Better than all my baby mamas,” he blared. He thrust with full, harsh strokes. He clasped the butt cheeks. Kneading and massaging them. “I love this big fat white ass!” He slapped the derriere from time to time. “Take this big Black dick, sissy!”
Heidi continued to squawk. “Ohhhhh! Ugggghhhh! Unnnhhh! Ahhhh!”
“Fucking faggit bitch! You love my big Nigga dick!
“Ohhhh!”
“Take this big dick, sissy slut!”
“Ahhhhhh! Nice. Dick! Argggh!
Tyrek clasped her corpulent fart box. “Love fucking this big butterball ass!”
Heidi hollered, “Mmhmm! God! Ahhhhh!”
Tyrek moved his hands from her waist up to her neck. He began to squeeze it.
Heidi raised her torso and lifted back her head. “Choke me,” she urged him.
Tyrek tightened his grip. It only took three more thrusts after that. “Ahhhhh!” He was nutting. “Arrrghhh!” The manly guttural sounds could probably be heard the next county over. He jerked her to the side and finally flat on her stomach.
Tyrek announced, “Oh I loaded that muthafucka up!” Then he backed away and said, “Oh shit!”
The next morning, John walked into Natty’s office since the door was open. “Wanna do lunch today?”
“Actually, I was going to visit Oak Row, Holt, & NMHS,” he said. “I was just going to eat in the cafe at the high school.”
“You do believe in utilizing our own product.”
“Absolutely! I think it encourages the students to feel good seeing us eat what they have sometimes.”
“You’re really good at your job, Mr. Allen.”
“Thank you,” Dr. Griffith.
“Did you have a good night?”
“Yes I did, sir. How about you?”
“It was amazing,” he winked.
“Good,” Natty smiled. “Well I need to finish up a couple things before I head out.”
Natty had dodged that. He really wanted to suck Raheem off at lunch. And it wasn’t a complete lie. Today’s plated lunch menu for the school district consisted of a meatball sub sandwich, tossed side salad, pears in cherry gelatin, pink g****fruit sections, and a choice of milk. Natty really did enjoy that entree. Plus, it gave him the perfect cover to get away and meet Raheem at a discrete location.
John went back to his office and made plans to drive out of town. Heidi would check into a hotel for a weekend full of Big Black Cock.
They finally settled on Dr. Ezola Clay-Olatuni. And the brilliant Black woman began turning the district around immediately. She got rid of all of the former superindent’s direct reports and hired her own selections. Now, there were no schools on the “Critical” list and only one on “Needs Improvement”. And she’d only been there for two years. The Board was happy with the middle-aged woman’s performance.
Dr. Clay-Ezola had three assistant superintendents reporting to her - one for administrative services, another for curriculum & instruction, and a third for support services. Each one had come from out of state and they seemed to be working well together. She also had the public relations manager and the district athletic direct answer directly to her. She was beginning to feel good about the things NMCS was achieving.
The assistant superintendent for support services was named Dr. John Griffith. He hailed from the Midwest and was in charge of several departments - transportation; facilities; school nutrition; & information technology. The large man with thinning frosty hair and blue eyes was wrapping up his weekly team meeting when he asked Natty Allen to remain.
“Hey, Natty,” started the fiftysomething.
“Yes, Doctor Griffith,” the thirty-one year-old school nutrition director asked closing his notebook.
“How are you liking the apartment complex?”
“It’s nice. Thanks for the recommendation!”
“Is it quiet enough for you?”
“Sure is,” the man with brownish-red skin and a low top fade haircut replied.
“Good. I know sometimes there can be a lot of activity.”
“I’m aware, Doctor Griffith.”
“You haven’t seen anything that makes you wish you hadn’t moved there, have you,” inquired the boss.
“Not at all. Why would anything I’ve seen bother me,” he lisped and raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.
“No reason. Just checking.”
“If you’re worried about me telling anyone what I see, don’t. We all have our own private lives. RIght?”
“Absolutely. I knew there was a reason I hired you.”
“Of course. My experience in school nutrition and my master’s in hospitality management,” winked Natty as he stood.
Natty sashayed towards the door.
“You’re exactly right,” White man said.
Natty went back to his office and rolled his eyes along the way. He was surprised the first time he pulled up to the complex. It wasn’t shabby or rundown, but it certainly wasn’t pristine or as lil white as he would have imagined John Griffith would have picked for himself. But soon it had become clear to Natty why his direct manager had selected such a place.
Most of the residents were Black. And since the units were mainly one-bedroom with a bit under 800 square feet, they were relatively inexpensive and it was adjacent to what some might call the hood. As if New Marville actually had a hood. But hey, Natty got it. Close to sixty percent of his district’s students qualified for free or reduced lunch. And after a week of living there, he was keenly aware that Dr. Griffith had no shortage of Black male visitors.
Natty had always been effeminate. He didn’t even really have to come out to his family or friends. It was just always assumed. No one even batted an eye when he announced college major was going to be family and consumer sciences - a field dominated by women. But, he did choose the concentration of nutrition & hospitality management which did have some other guys in it.
That had not been the case for John Griffith. He’d gotten married and sired three thankless c***dren. After twenty years with his wife, she finally left him for another man. And he was happy to be rid of her. It gave him the chance to be a BBC slut. The only problem the area he inhabited had very few Black residents. That’s why he jumped at this job in New Marville. It was nearly almost a third Black.
John was happy Natty was cool. Besides, he was looking forward to tonight when Tyrek was coming over. A giant of a man with deep twilight-colored skin and a juice nine inch dick. He was prone to entering John’s wide pale ass raw and with no lube at all. John, or Heidi as his men knew him, loved it.
The day came to a close and Natty left the office promptly. He briskly walked across the employee parking lot and past a guy named Raheem Moore who worked in I.T. as a computer user support technician. The slender guy opened the door of his red 2015 Volkswagen Jetta and tossed in his laptop bag. He started up and drove home.
As soon as Natty walked through the door, he locked it behind him and went to the restroom. He stripped down and began to douche. He cleaned out his taut bubble booty and got in the shower. All in all, it took him a little less than thirty minutes.
Natty’s phone buzzed. He replied that he was ready. He slid on a pair of lavender thongs and black lace midriff top. The five-nine girly man stepped into a pair of shiny black heels and waited on the couch.
When he heard a knock at the front door, he bounded up and went to answer. The slim-built, medium brown Raheem stood there. He came inside quickly still wearing the light pink button down shirt and black slacks from earlier. He shut and locked the door behind them. He immediately pressed Natty against the wall. He inhaled. “You smell sweet. Just like a girl!”
“Thank you, sexy,” whispered the sissy.
“I only got a few before I gotta get home,” he spoke softly, yet forcefully directly into Natty’s ear.
Raheem squeezed one the firm butt cheeks and held it tightly.
“Ooh,” whined Natty.
“Reach back here and pull my dick out,” ordered the I.T. guy. “Don’t got time for a blow job.
Behind his back, Natty fidgeted with Raheem’s belt. The pants fell around his ankles. He slighted lifted his shirt and spat on his hand. He rubbed his 8½-inch-by-5½-inch dick then he angled it at Natty’s tight booty hole.
“Ooh,” yelped Natty.
“Damn! Your pussy feels good! So much better than my girl’s,” declared the coworker.
“You like it, sexy?”
“Hell yeah!”
Raheem was a jack rabbit slamming in and out of Natty.
The host cooed and purred as he took the long, swift strokes. Natty’s faggot stick was rock hard and pitching a tent in his panties.
Raheem reached and around and played with the rod through the material.
“Oh my god,” whined Natty.
“Take this dick, gurl!”
“Mmmmm! I love it!”
“I love this faggit ass, bitch!”
“Fuck me!”
“Hell yeah!” Raheem nibbled Natty’s neck. “I think you turned me gay! I can barely get hard for my girl without thinking about you, faggit! You like making straight niggas gay, huh?”
Natty giggled. “Yes, daddy!”
“You bitch,” snarled the man. He pounded harder. “Ah shit! I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum, daddy! Cum for me,” begged Natty.
Raheem blew a big load. Natty fetched him some wet wipes. The guest cleaned off and handed the used things back to the food services professional. “See you at work tomorrow. I might want some head at lunch!”
“Bye bye!”
Later that evening, John was already in Heidi mode.
She had on a black plus size, hater V-neck fishnet bodystocking and a pair of sparkly silver sequin heels. Her lengthy, mussed-up, blonde, costume store wig was affixed to her head. She lifted a glass of brandy to her bright pink painted lips. She loved lingerie with open access to her plump white badonkadonk because her favorite position was doggystyle.
She rarely wore anything to cover her clitty. It was barely two inches flaccid and only grew to about four-and-a-half when erect. It was a complete wonder how her alter ego ever fathered c***dren.
Heidi’s phone dinged. It was Tyrek saying he was in the parking lot and to unlock the door. She switched over and completed the task. She stood waiting for her lover to come through the door.
Even being five-ten and wearing four-inch heels, this man still towered over her. Tyrek came inside and remarked, “You’re a sexy bitch!”
“Thank you,” giggled Heidi.
He stepped to her and hugged her. Heidi was a bit too large to be manhandled, but Tyrek could come close. He had her by about fifty pounds and at least four inches even now.
“You always wear the sexiest shit,” he grinned as she flicked her slightly pudgy moobs. Then he grabbed a bunch of her corpulent derriere. “Damn! You sexy!”
Heidi giggled. She knew she wasn’t the most passable sissy out there. But, men were mainly interested in her cocksucking skills and her 44-inch ass. Heidi climbed atop the bed and got on all fours.
Tyrek spanked her a couple of times before moving over to the side where her head was. He pulled down his joggers and out plopped his snake. “C’mon, bitch!”
Heidi used her hands as she delivered the blowjob. She savored the faint stench coming from his cock and balls. Her hair got in the way. She was thankful her beau moved it out of the way on occasion. She moved her head in circles.
Tyrek tilted his head back and let out a groan. “This feel so good, bitch!”
“Mmhmm,” moaned Heidi.
“You ready for this dick in that big ass?”
“Mmhmm!”
He tapped the back of her crown. She backed away. He went to the other side of the bed. Heidi scooted back and presented her sizable, meaty cakes by wiggling them. He spanked her a few times.
“You ready for this BBC, sissy bitch?”
“Ooh yeah!”
“You want a nigga to fuck this fat ass?”
“Yes, sir! Fuck my plump butterball booty.”
“I’ma stuff yo’ Butterball turkey,” he chuckled deviantly.
“Ooh please,” Heidi begged.
Just then Tyrek pushed one of the cheeks and stabbed his big dick into Heidi’s pink hole.
“Oooh,” she whelped.
Tyrek took no pause. He worked it in as she wiggled to accept it,
She was mainly a grunter. “Ah! Ah! Oh! Unh!” She wailed and wailed. She knew he would pay her no mind nor did she want him to.
Tyrek barked, “This pussy tight! Better than all my baby mamas,” he blared. He thrust with full, harsh strokes. He clasped the butt cheeks. Kneading and massaging them. “I love this big fat white ass!” He slapped the derriere from time to time. “Take this big Black dick, sissy!”
Heidi continued to squawk. “Ohhhhh! Ugggghhhh! Unnnhhh! Ahhhh!”
“Fucking faggit bitch! You love my big Nigga dick!
“Ohhhh!”
“Take this big dick, sissy slut!”
“Ahhhhhh! Nice. Dick! Argggh!
Tyrek clasped her corpulent fart box. “Love fucking this big butterball ass!”
Heidi hollered, “Mmhmm! God! Ahhhhh!”
Tyrek moved his hands from her waist up to her neck. He began to squeeze it.
Heidi raised her torso and lifted back her head. “Choke me,” she urged him.
Tyrek tightened his grip. It only took three more thrusts after that. “Ahhhhh!” He was nutting. “Arrrghhh!” The manly guttural sounds could probably be heard the next county over. He jerked her to the side and finally flat on her stomach.
Tyrek announced, “Oh I loaded that muthafucka up!” Then he backed away and said, “Oh shit!”
The next morning, John walked into Natty’s office since the door was open. “Wanna do lunch today?”
“Actually, I was going to visit Oak Row, Holt, & NMHS,” he said. “I was just going to eat in the cafe at the high school.”
“You do believe in utilizing our own product.”
“Absolutely! I think it encourages the students to feel good seeing us eat what they have sometimes.”
“You’re really good at your job, Mr. Allen.”
“Thank you,” Dr. Griffith.
“Did you have a good night?”
“Yes I did, sir. How about you?”
“It was amazing,” he winked.
“Good,” Natty smiled. “Well I need to finish up a couple things before I head out.”
Natty had dodged that. He really wanted to suck Raheem off at lunch. And it wasn’t a complete lie. Today’s plated lunch menu for the school district consisted of a meatball sub sandwich, tossed side salad, pears in cherry gelatin, pink g****fruit sections, and a choice of milk. Natty really did enjoy that entree. Plus, it gave him the perfect cover to get away and meet Raheem at a discrete location.
John went back to his office and made plans to drive out of town. Heidi would check into a hotel for a weekend full of Big Black Cock.
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