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Randy Sorenson considered himself a bit of a beach-bum. Born and raised on the beaches of Southern California by his very well-off parents, he lacked for very little throughout his c***dhood. His mother a very successful art curator, and his father a massively successful movie director, afforded the young, below shoulder-length, curly, blonde haired, blue-eyed youth to simply lay back on a beach and soak up the sunshine with his deeply rich tanned skinned.
When his mother passed away after she lost a bout with cancer, Randy’s father informed him that his mother had made him spoiled and soft and that the gravy train he road courtesy of his mother was at an end. He put limits and spending restrictions on his bank accounts unless he went to college. In spite of how much he would miss his daily visits to the beach and simply fantasized, he knew his father was right. He returned to school, got his bachelor’s degree, as well as his master’s. He landed a job at a school in a prominent city in California for the first five years, but soon lost interests. Teaching in the vanilla sanctuaries in well-off to very rich neighborhoods was just so easy, and so vanilla. Randy needed a challenge, something that would bring some color to his otherwise vanilla, naive lifestyle. Exceptionally handsome with a shapely, yet slightly muscular physique, Randy often was mistakenly and sometimes deliberately hit on by guys at the beach, and especially black men. He was also a magnet for many women as well. Ms. Denson the school district leader took a liking to the handsome new teacher and made several advances in a sexual nature. When he rejected these advances, the district leader who was equally beautiful, yet spoiled by the belief she could have any man, took exception and immediately began to make life at school difficult for him. Her warm and fuzzy, attitude dissipated along with any courtesy she had afforded him. As time went on, he realized his rejection of the senior woman had led her down the path of revenge. He knew it was just a matter of time before the second shoe would drop, so as he entered her office on a bright sunny morning, he prepared himself for the worse,
“I’m reassigning you Sorenson and you want to know why?” She never gave him the chance to respond as she continued. “I’m reassigning you to the Southern District because you thrive under these ideal conditions, but what really makes a good teacher is to be able to perform your duties under a variety of adverse circumstances.
Although Randy accepted the challenge, he also knew the transfer was far from innocent, and was exactly what he expected from the vindictive woman.
The second he parked his car in the school parking lot, he it dawned on him that this would possibly be the biggest challenge he’d ever face. As he strolled toward the front entrance, he found himself in the shadows of two very large young men.
“Hey Ms…oh shit…it’s a dude, uhh, excuse me teach, I thought you were…uhh never mind. You must be new here.”
“Excuse me young man, but is that how you treat teachers around here?” Randy challenged.
“Yeah, you got a problem with that.” The large dark brown skinned student fired back with a boyishly handsome, yet devious smile.
“You could really learn some respect.”
“My daddy told me; respect is earned not given.” The boy countered.
“Yeah that’s right, if you want to enter the school you can start by asking permission.” The other k** interjected.
“Really, you two must think you’re the big guys on campus.
‘I’m Braxton, I’m starting linebacker on the football team.” The taller and more powerful k** replied.
“And I’m Will Dukes, the starting free-safety…and like I said, you want to go through that entrance, you need to ask permission.” The golden-brown skinned jock snapped.
“I can see you young men must be valuable assets to the team, perhaps that’s why you’re both so arrogant, nevertheless, as you said, I am new here, and I suggest you leave those bully school yard tactics for your peers.”
“Huh…what, you mean tactics…like this,” Omar slapped the folder from Randy’s hands and watched as the documents flew into the air.
“Oh, how cute. Let’s see what principle Anderson will do once he hears this.”
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Dukes warned.
“And why not?”
“Cause ratting on us can be hazardous to your health.” Braxton fired.
“So, now you’re threatening me. Okay, I’ll accept that challenge. If it’s the last thing I do, you two will be lucky if you play your next game.
“You little punk, I should…” Braxton growled as a powerful and familiar voice came from behind them.
“Alright…alright, what’s going on now.”
“Hey…Mister…Mister Lockwood…uuh…how are you this morning?” Dukes declared.
“Is there a problem here?’ The broad shouldered powerfully built man asked as he stared directly at Braxton.
“Nothing…uh, nothing sir, the new teacher just dropped her books and we were trying to help him pick them up.” Braxton answered.
“No, you are getting your ass to class, you’re already four minutes late.”
Suddenly the two bullies reverted to two typical high schoolers as they quickly dashed away.
“Are you okay?” Lockwood asked.
“Nothing like having been challenged by a pair of oversized juveniles to make you aware just how old you are.” Randy chuckled nervously as he picked up his documents.
“I second that shit. I don’t know what we’re gonna do about these k**s today.” The man remarked.
“Well, we can start with some responsible parenting. I can only imagine who’s raising these k**s or should I say thugs.” Randy declared and then saw the look of disapproval on the senior man’s face.
Lockwood assisted as much as he could, then extended his large dark hand. “My name’s Brock Lockwood.”
Randy extended his hand and offered a meek lame handshake, unable to respond with the strength the man offered.
“Thank you so much sir.”
‘No, problem I suggest if you plan on being in this school on a long-term basis, you probably need a stronger angle, or get yourself a strong black bodyguard to deal with these k**s. They don’t respond well to kindness, meekness and courtesy. It’s not where they’re from.”
Moments Later…
“Well, Mister Sorenson, I must say, I am most impressed with your accomplishments this early in your career, however, I can’t say the same for your appearance. Mrs. Beckett declared as she gazed down from her bifocal glasses and sat snobbishly behind her desk.
Her perfectly manured long red polished fingernails casually flipped the pages of several documented files on Randy’s educational and teaching history. She tossed the envelope on to the desk, stood up to give a further examination.
“Hmm, you seemed to be a bit of androgynist Mister Sorenson. A lacy blouse-like shirt, a pale blue tank-top beneath it, jeans that are far too tight, and how far down in your closet did you have to dig before finding those…loafer like slippers?”
Randy stood there in shock as his mind scrambled to find a strong enough response.
“Hmm, I can see you’re a bit of an introvert as well. Not a good quality for this place. The principle charged.
“With all due respect ma’am, I thought I’d be judge on my teaching abilities, not my fashion sense.” Randy fired back.
“My young man, everything is judge here at Eastland High. I would have thought you had been briefed on such matters. Eastland…well, I imagine it could be said, and has, that Eastland is the equivalent of crack cocaine to cocaine. It has all the basic ingredients yet; it remains a cast off of the original product. A downgraded derivative. We’re in the roughest most dangerous part of the city and we have a 45 percent dropout rate. Only 20 percent of students that enter this school graduate. Many of these c***dren are from low, economically depressed households and communities. They are angry, traumatized, afraid, confused and most of all, frustrated and in search of someone to take out all that trauma and frustration on.” She concluded as she causally admired her stylish, pants suit in a well-placed wall mirror nearby.
“I freely admit, I’ve never worked in an environment like this, but I assure you. I will do my best.” Randy fired back but with very little conviction. The well-seasoned principle had been tenured at the school for well over a decade and spoke with confidence as she conveyed her conclusion.
“Unfortunately, young man, at Eastland, your best may not be good enough. Honestly, You must have pissed on the shoes of someone very important up there at the district office to get this assignment. Your feminine persona, is an open invitation for the roughnecks in this facility.”
“Frankly ma’am, from what I’m hearing, If it’s so bad, how could you survive here for the last twelve years?” Randy challenged.
“I grew up with five-brothers and served as a captain in Desert Storm. I came here to turn this school around. I requested it. I thought…no that’s not quite accurate…I hoped I had the blessings of the district, but not long after I got here, I learned that it wasn’t the students or the neighborhood, but the city and state’s perception that this school was considered a no-count, a throw-away, and a lost cause. When I gathered my teachers and took this issue to the newspapers and other media platforms, I was labeled a malcontent and a trouble-maker and as a result I remain here as punishment. I guess you think or believe I am attempting to frighten you Mister Sorenson, but I am only preparing you for what you might come your way. If you like, I can assign you to my office.” The senior woman suggested.
“No ma’am, I came here to teach and that’s what I plan on doing, regardless of what might come my way.” Randy fired back quickly.
“Hmm, unfortunately, I can’t afford an assault and battery case after the last incident”
‘Incident ma’am?”
“It’s not worth going into right now. What’s important is your safety and it’s with that in mind that I’ve decided to assign Mister Lockwood as your guardian angel.”
‘Guard…guardian angel, with all due resp…”
“Save it Sorenson, after this interview, I am convinced you’re not up this task, at least not now. Perhaps after a while you’ll be able to operate on your own, but for now, I can’t afford another incident. You’ll thank me for this later.” The woman announced then waved her hand toward the tall, black man who stood behind Randy.
“Mister Sorenson, this is Mister Brock Lockwood. I believe you’ve met already, all the same. He’s the chief school safety officer. He’s a former military veteran, as well as a former police officer in this city. In fact, he grew up not far away from here. he knows and understands the elements of the community and conditions these k**s face each day. He is also a highly respected member of the community so I can assure you that you are in competent hands. His son Braxton not only attends here, he is also a very important player on our football team.
“Brax…Braxton Lockwood,” Randy swallowed hard as he recalled his statements earlier to the guard as well as the icy reaction he received in response.
“Ma’am, I really appreciate this, but I assure you that…”
“There will be no further discussion on this matter Sorenson. My mind is made up and the decision is final.” The stoic woman declared as she firmly retook her seat to emphasize the discussion was closed.
“Have a good day Mister Sorenson and please, listen to whatever Mister Lockwood suggests, for your own safety…of course.”
As Randy walked down the hall, he occasionally stole a glance at the powerful physique of his escort. While he resented being chaperoned about the school, it did give him a bit of comfort to know he had a 6-foot 4-inch, 250-pound, dark knight on his side.
“Listen Mister Lockwood…”
‘Call me Brock,” He interjected.
“Okay…uhh…Brock. I would like to apologize for my statements about your son earlier.”
“Don’t worry bout Angel cake. I got your back. No body and I mean nobody is gonna fuck with you so long as we work together.
“Now…what the hell.” The large man bellowed as he noticed a thin plume of smoke as it rose from the boy’s restroom.
“Come with me,” Brock ordered.
“Excuse me sir, but I have a class to teach.”
‘Pull your panties out your ass teach, it’ll only be a minute, now let’s go.”
Randy wanted to protest but felt compelled to follow his command.
He stopped just inside the restroom door and watched in awe as Brock had already seized command of the situation. “You, you, and you.” He pointed at three young men, raised and pointed his thumb behind him. “Get to class…not you.” He pointed to a rather slender k**.
The three youths practically knocked Randy over as they dashed out the restroom.
Brock slowly moved toward the young man as the short-cropped nappy headed youth and boldly stated. “I’m gonna ask you a question and I want an answer. Who was vapin in here?”
“It wasn’t me,” the k** cried.
“I know it wasn’t you, but you do know and you’re going to tell me…now.”
“It was Cory…”
“Everson, of course it was. Alright son, get your ass, to class, move it son, move it.” He barked as the k** pushed Randy away as he darted out the door.
The leggy blonde shook his head as he marveled at the ease this man wielded his dominance and influence over what seemed to him, street tough k**s and reduced them to sniffling kindergarteners.
“It’s truly amazing how you command respect from them.”
The broad-shoulder, heavily muscled Brazilian nut colored man, turned slowly around, gave the smaller man an intense stare before, an equally broad, pearly white smile appeared on his face as he approached. “That’s because boys know how to behave around real men. Speaking of which, my son Braxton, you met earlier, you know the one you said was raised by thugs, and hoes?” He asked facetiously.
“Yes, I really apolo…”
“You already said that. At any rate, he suffers from ADHD, do know what that stands for?”
“Attention deficit hyperactivity disorder,” Randy replied.
“Right, well, actually, suffering might be a bit extreme. The conditions serves him well on the field but not so well in the classroom. His mother and I worked to get a medication that won’t inhibit his play on the field, but he was suspended and left back two years ago for fighting, so he’s already 18-years, and worse, if he doesn’t pass his finals, he won’t be eligible to play during the upcoming tournament. I was wondering since I’m doing you a service, perhaps you would do me a favor and tutor him in history and math.” The man asked, however it sounded more like an order to Randy’s ears.
“Well I uhh…I’m afraid, I just moved into my new apartment and I’m still setting things up.”
“It’s only an hour or so, what’s the problem.” The big chested man bellowed.
“It’s not a problem it’s just that…”
“Good, I’m glad it’s not a problem. I’ll send him here around to your classroom around 6:30 pm.”
“Huh, hey just a minute I didn’t say I would do it.” Randy fired, then watched as the man’s pleasant attitude and disposition disappeared.
“Oh, so it’s okay that I watch your back, but you can’t help me out.”

“No, no it’s not that, it’s just…”
“It’s just what, angel cake?” He snarled.
“I’m really, okay I guess I could spare an hour. The only thing is, I’m not very familiar with this neighborhood and it’s the middle of fall, and it gets dark earlier.” He answered as he wondered why this man continued to call him out his name.
“Now this is some shit, what’s the matter angel cake, you afraid of the dark, or maybe you’re just afraid of dark people? That’s so sweet of you. Don’t sweat it. I’ll drive you home, my son can follow in my car and pick me up and drive me back from your place. Glad that’s settled see you tonight angel cake.”
7:00 pm
Throughout his lifetime, Randy often took pride in his shy-introverted behavior because it often allowed him to be patient when everyone else was losing it, however, his patience was put to the ultimate test after a mere half an hour of a tutoring session with the brash, arrogant powerfully built man c***d named Braxton Lockwood. To add to his frustration, the senior high school linebacker had a boyish like charm about him, that frequently influenced his teacher to lower his guard, then without warning, he’d revert back to his brutish behavior that confused and befuddled the older man.
“No Braxton, it’s not enough for you get the right answer, for these problems you have to demonstrate how you got the right answer.”
“That’s sound pretty stupid to me. I got the answer, so what’s the problem?”
“Your problem seems to be your inability to follow instructions.” Randy sighted.
“Because it doesn’t make any damn sense that’s why…I mean if I’ve solved the problem, why should I have to tell you how I did it…ahh fuck, this is crazy. I give up, I can’t do this.” The youth cried out in frustration.
“Listen to me Braxton, everyone including your parents and faculty, as well as your team believes in you. You just need to believe in yourself.”
“Easy for you to say, you’re a teacher, you’re not dealing with this shit I’m going through.”
Randy felt compassion for the young man and tried to console him. “Your father said you’re on medication for ADHD, isn’t it helping?”
“What the…he told you that shit…Goddayam, I can’t believe it, he fucking told you that shit. Aww fuck man!” he cried pushed the computer pad away, placed his elbows on the desk and buried his face in his hands. “I can’t pass this test, which means my career is over, my life…is over.” He sniffled.
“Hey Braxton, please don’t…don’t speak like that. Things will get better. I promise you.” Randy placed his hand on the Braxton’s well-rounded muscular shoulder and gave it a light yet innocuous squeeze.
“I’ll work with you, I believe if we work together and cooperate with each other, you can…no, you will pass these final exams.
The ruggedly handsome k** looked up from his hands and with tears in his eyes and asked, “Do you really mean that?”
“Yes Braxton, I truly believe if we…hey what the hell,” Randy recoiled as he felt the full lips of the young man against her own. “why’d you do tha…why’d you kiss me?” Randy cried but didn’t wipe his lips.
“I…I don’t know why, I just felt like doing it…you’re so…you’re so pretty I guess.”
“Oh wow, are you gay Braxton?”
“It doesn’t matter, cause I just love to fuck that’s all and you look so sexy.”
“While you may be confused, I’m not, because I am not gay.”
Braxton stretched out his solid frame and flexed the muscles of his torso. The flaming red tank-top stretched about his upper body and his teacher could not help but marvel at his masculine nature.
“What are you, then?” The young man challenged.
“I am…I’m a man…Braxton.”
The young man looked into Randy’s eyes, with his own dark brown pupils as if to stare right through him.
Randy could feel the heat and energy from the excited youth and thought it was best he made a rapid exit before things got out of hand.
“Excuse me Braxton, I need to run to the restroom. Try to keep studying and I promise we’ll get through this.” Randy announced nervously as he rushed toward the classroom door, however a large dark and vascular hand slammed into it and prevented him from opening it.
“What’s going on Braxton,” Randy asked although he had a pretty good idea what might be behind the action.
“You’re what’s going on Teach. My parents are getting me help for my ADHD, but the meds I’m taking are having this crazy effect on me. Most of the time it works well, but then I get these moments when I just spin out of control. When I on the football field or playing basketball, I’m cool and at my best, but if not, I just wild out, and the only thing that calms me down is sex.”
“Oh…uhh wow, so I take it, you haven’t informed your parents about this?”
“Nope, they probably wouldn’t believe me, you know how uptight you adults get when it comes to sex.” He replied as he openly squeezed the enormous bulge in his jeans.
Randy’s eyes grew wide as he realized this was a big man on many levels.
“It’s big, I know, and when I’m like this, it just throbs, and aches and it won’t go down unless…unless.” Braxton snatched his teacher into his arms and shoved his tongue down his throat as he grinned his hard-black muscular frame into much shorter, and lighter body of Randy.
Try as he might, Randy struggled to break free of the bear like embrace of the senior student, and when his large hands slid down his back, easily palmed his ass cheeks and lifted him off his feet, his masculine persona cracked slightly.
“Brax…Braxton please, this isn’t right, and you know it. We both could get into a lot of trouble if anyone were to see this.” Randy warned in bated breath.
“I can’t help it Teach, give me a blow job, it’ll help me calm down.”
“You…you must be insane, I…I can’t do tha…mmpphhfff…mmmmpppphhhhfff!” Randy murmured as the long thick tongue filled his mouth which jolted through him like electricity.
The bullish young man lifted Randy up and slammed him into the wall as he continued to engulf him in raw manly dominance.
“Come on Teach, I know you want to, I’m so horny I’d bust in less than five minutes, then we can get back to work…please Teach. Suck my cock it’s so big, and it’s just so fucking hard, it’s driving me mad Teach, come on…just…just once.”
Randy’s well-manicured fingers slid along the handsome cheek of Braxton and suddenly he felt compelled to comply. He leaned forward and planted a tender kiss on his thick, full lips as he gave in. “I must be insane to give in to this but, I don’t think you’re going to take no for an answer, are you?”
Braxton gently placed his teacher’s feet back on the floor, then place his large dark hands on either side of his shoulders and pressed down.
Once again, Randy’s eyes grew wide with hot anticipation as the young man struggled but successfully withdrew the biggest living cock he’d ever seen. “Dear lord…oh my god…you should have a license for that thing.”
“Well, you don’t need a license to get it.” Braxton countered as he shoved his humongous, black tool inside Randy’s warm, moist mouth.
“Mmm,” The teacher moaned deeply as his manly odor flared his nostrils and salty precum entered his taste-buds.
“Yeah that’s right sissy, suck all this dick, humm, yeah…fuck yeah, this ain’t your first time, that’s for sure.” Braxton declared as he cradled the teacher’s head and guided it down inch by long, thick, vascular inch of his black man-meat. Soon the couple worked up to a frantic pace as the monster cock pounded and stretched Randy’s throat open. A precum, saliva mixture escaped the well-tanned teacher’s mouth and dripped down his chin as the sex hungry jock bowed his legs, squatted slightly and thrusted up with more intensity.
“Oh yeah sissy, you’re just the medication I need to spray my seeds. I’m gonna shoot all this goo into you…fuck yeah…nasty bitch. Tryin to act like you weren’t the cock hungry slut, you are,” the young man charged as he continued to pick of the pace of his cock assault on Randy’s face.
Randy placed his hands on either side of the linebacker’s thick, hard thighs, then slid them around to feel his hard, thick ass cheeks and once again groaned deeply.
“Oh baby, oooh baby yeah, yeah, fuck yeah…I’m gonna bust…I’m gonna blow…I’m gonna…aaaarrrggghh…argh, aarrgghh…fuck yeah!” the young black sex crazed bull cried as his black gargantuan muscle cock flexed and gushed stream after long, thick, stringy steams of man juice inside Randy’s mouth which bathed his throat and filled his belly.
Randy lost himself in the moment as he continued to suck, lick, kiss, and worship the man’s sex spear. He twirled and flickered his tongue beneath the hooded crown, and all about the large helmet head. he slid his head between Braxton’s legs, and flickered his tongue about his ball sack and then pinned Braxton’s thick hard tool against his six-pack abdomen and slid his tongue up and down from base to crown.
“Whoa Teach, take it easy, don’t get greedy…little white-bred faggot.” Braxton exclaimed as he pushed Randy’s head away and forced him to realize what had just transpired.
“Oh, dear god, what have I done.” Randy cried, as he darted about to gather his items. He attempted to exit the classroom, and turned back to Braxton and stated, “Tell, your father…this isn’t going to work.” Just as Randy reached out for the doorknob, the door swung open, slammed into him and knocked him backward.
Although Braxton just slid his tool back inside his jeans, the imprint of the semi-hard spear was quite evident to the man as he stood in the doorway with a mop and bucket by his side. ‘Mister Nambi?”
“Good evening, may I ask, what’s going on here?”
Randy’s mind frantically struggled to find a plausible response but decided a bit of honesty would be best. “I was just giving Braxton some tutoring for his finals.”
Once again, the 5-foot 8-inch, 200 pound powerfully built man glanced down at the bulge in Braxton’s pants, then back up at Randy, then asked, I hope you tossed that milk container in the recycle bend.”
“Milk container, what milk container, we haven’t been drinking any…” Randy’s voice trailed off as he realized what the man referred to and he was right.
“Then what’s that on your lips?”
“Oh, he was just…he was…he was just drinking white chocolate latte.” Braxton quickly interjected.
“Oh…I see the man replied with a slight African accent.
“Listen, I really need to be going. Braxton, please inform your father what I told you.” Randy blurted out as he darted out the classroom.
“Hey there Angel Cake, how did the tutoring session go?” Brock asked as he approached Randy in the school parking lot.
“Oh, Mister Brock, the session didn’t go very well. I don’t think it’s a good idea to continue the lessons.” Randy announced as he attempted to jump into his car, however Brock’s large body blocked the driver’s side door.
“Hey, I know the k**’s tough, arrogant, and sometimes just a knucklehead, but it was just the first day. Once you get to know him, you’ll do fine.” Brock stated.
‘Listen Brock, I just need to go home, it’s okay, you don’t have to drive me.”
“Bullshit, a deal’s a deal, besides you can tell me specifically what happened while I drive you.” With that said, the military vet shoved Randy away, then climbed into the car.
As Brock maneuvered through slightly light traffic, Randy lost himself in another moment of sexual attractive energy. Similarly, to his son, Brock’s body was hard and chiseled and in many ways reminded him of his beach bum days.
The man was about 6-foot tall, extremely dark and built. Many times, Randy saw him as he jogged by and then performed several sets of pushups, much to the young man’s delight. So many times, he longed to go up to this super hunk black man and confess his desire to bathe his body and worship him.
“Alright Angel, what’s the deal, what happened that made you change your mind so quickly?”
“I’ve been around long enough to know, when something’s not working, that’s all.” Randy stated.
“Bullshit, don’t give me that, tell me specifically why you no longer want to tutor my son?”
‘For starters, he’s just too strong willed.”
“Or maybe you’re just too bitch willed.” The black man fired back.
“Huh, excuse me, please don’t speak to me like that. I uhh, he knows that you told me about his…condition.”
“Great,” Brock barked, his dark hands gripped the steering wheel as he spoke through clenched teeth. “Ain’t that just like a bitch, the only way to keep their mouths closed is around a big hard dick.”
“Wha…how dare you speak to me like that?”
“How dare you betray my trust to you and to my goddamn k**, what the fuck’s wrong with you…huh, you let this young boy take advantage of you. What the hell are they teaching you people in school. All the lessons but the most important ones. How in the hell could you let a young man intimidate you so easily?
He saw the sign and changed the subject briefly. “ Oh, what the hell, we’re in at the Legacy Apartment complex, what’s your building number?”
‘It’s 3203, it’s the first building coming up on your right.”
Brock brought the car to an abrupt stop, then climbed out and waited for Randy to exit from the passenger’s side.
“This is very disappointing Angel Cake.” He snapped.
“Please don’t…don’t be angry with me or Braxton.” Randy cried as he raced around the car, lightly placed his hand on Brock’s hard forearm, then jerked it back as he felt his boy clitty come alive.
“I’m very sorry Brock, but it’s just not going to work. I can ask around, maybe we can find someone who can…”
“Oh, so now you wanna help huh punkass, well I’ll tell you what. My son and I may have that issue, but yours is about to become very dangerous.”
“What…what is that supposed to me?” Randy asked anxiously.
“It means my assistance to you at school is also terminated.”
“But I thought only the principle can change your assignment.”
‘That’s cause you’re a brain-dead pussy. That bitch is one of my fuck puppets around here. yeah that’s right, been wrecking her guts now for five years or more. That’s the reason why the bitch still works here. she could’ve gotten transferred years ago, but she just couldn’t accepty the thought of being too far away from all this hot, thick, hard black lumber. When the hard boyz come calling to make you a resident in their lockers, remember this was your choice.”
The statement sent an icy chill through the leggy blonde and the visual image flashed rapidly through her mind as he realized he was like a rabbit caught in the trap of a crafty hunter.
“Well…since you put it like that, I guess I could give the sessions another chance.’ Randy reluctantly conceded.
“Now, that’s what I want to hear.” Brock exclaimed with a broad smile. He extended his hand and gently slapped Randy’s face as he remarked. “I can’t be there for the entire session. I got business to tend to, but I’ll show up a little earlier to make sure things are okay, how bout that?”
“I guess, if that’s the best you can do, I’ll have to accept it.” Randy lamented.
“Good, then I’ll see you tomorrow evening.” The tall man declared as he made his way over to his car. Braxton jumped out the driver’s side and as he crossed the front of the vehicle, he gave a sly smile to his teacher, then stated, “Looking forward to our next succession Mister Sorenson.”
Randy stood partially in the shadows as Brock’s car’s headlight illuminated him momentarily then disappeared back out into the streets.
Later that Night…
Randy stood and examined himself in the mirror as he contemplated the events, he experienced not even a full hour earlier. He fought to remain in control but feared the battle might have already been lost. For ten years his feminine persona whom he referred to as Randi, remain locked deep in his subconscious mind, and in one night she returned to the surface and placed his teaching career in jeopardy. Nevertheless, she didn’t realize how much she enjoyed the experience until she slid off her pants and saw the cum drenched panties. She looked into the mirror and saw her mid-length curly blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, slender neck, erect, pink breast nipples, her long slim waist, shapely legs and small ankles. She gasped as she recalled the way the young black buck dominated her with ease. Then she vividly recalled how she often lay on her stomach, fold her legs up and behind her as she openly flirted with the big dick weightlifter at the beach.
The shower water filtered into her mind and brought her mind back to the present. She actually hesitated before she entered the shower, simply because she so thoroughly enjoyed the manly aroma that she smelled from her body.
An hour later, and a stiff drink to help her relax, Randy was unable to regain her focus. Finally, she turned to her pad, and browsed online for her frequented and favorite site which featured plenty of sissies and big black cock.
The Next Evening…
Randy sat anxiously behind his desk and clock-watched as he’d done all day long. On one hand, he dreaded each moment that passed and brought him closer to a fate, he much rather have avoided but for Randi, the moments could not pass fast enough as she awaited another opportunity to suck that big black dragon between her student’s legs. His anxiety intensified as the clock went from 6:30 pm to 6:45 pm and by the time it reached 7:00 pm, Randy mind shuttled between confusion, disappointment, frustration and relief. Finally, he stood up, gathered the material he had for Braxton to study, and placed them back inside the classroom storage closet, just as she heard the door open. A quick sigh escaped his lips, and then suddenly his body tensed up as he felt a hand on his ass.
“Okay young man, that’s e…nough?”
“Hello sir”
“Mister Nam…Nambi, what are you doing, and did you just feel my ass?”
“This is my job to clean here, and yes, that was my hand on your ass. It looks so sweet, yes, it is beautiful the dark-skinned man replied as he openly examined the blonde teacher and licked his lips hungrily.
“Okay, it seems you’ve gotten the wrong impression here.”
“No, no, sexy one.” Nambi answered with a strong Ghanaian accent. I know your secret.”
“There is no secret, what you think you saw, was very unfortunate and will not happen again.”
Nambi stretched and flexed his hard body which stretched the fabric of his uniform then stated. “Oh, it will happen again, it is about to happen very soon.”
“Alright, I’ve had enough, Mister Lockwood and his son will be here soon and…”
The smooth dark-skinned man smiled as he shook his head as if to pity the teacher. “I just saw Mister Lockwood downstairs, that is why I am here. he said to inform you that he and his son won’t be able to attend tonight’s lesson, that leaves plenty of time for you and me to have fun and become…friends.” He smiled slyly.
“Do you realize that with one word I could not only get you fired, but have you arrested as well?” Randy barked.
‘You could do that…but I think you will not,” he fired back as he reached into his uniform pants pocket.
“Why not?” Randy asked angrily.
The strongly build African man punched about his cellphone, then thrust it into the face of the teacher as he declared. “Because, then I would be forced to show them…this.”
Randy snatched off his nerdy glasses, threw up his hands and covered his mouth in shock upon the sight of him on his knees, between the legs of a very large black man with an equally large black cock which protruded from his mouth.
“Dear god, this…this is insane. Where…where did you get this…did Braxton give you this video?”
“No, my friend. You see, people look at me all the time and they think, who is he, he is just a janitor, what can he do, he is nobody, so I have to take precautions to cover my back. This is my favorite room. It is my fun room. I bring my friends here at night and we have great fun and now you will be my friend and we will have fun too.” The man smiled.
“You have cameras in this room, that’s i*****l.” Randy charged.
“Yes, but effective to level the playing field. I saw the look on you and the boy’s face when I came in here yesterday. I knew you two were having fun, and now I will have fun with you too, yes?” He stated but wasn’t sure of his sentence structure.
“I don’t care about that video Mister Nambi, I will not be intimidated or blackmailed into doing anything…anything with you.” The curly blonde fired back.
‘Oh, you look so sexy, and so hot, I want to feel your mouth around my cock, and wear you.’
‘Wear me, what’s that supposed to me?”
“I want to wear you right here,” he firmly grabbed and squeezed his cock, then yanked it from his pants.
“Suppose I don’t want that?”
“You no longer have a choice, sweet pussy boy, I will take you whether you want me to or not and we will have fun together as I take you again and you…will…love it.”
“No way, so…you’re going to…you’re going to **** me?’ Randy asked as he backed up until he hit the chalkboard.
‘I will only give you what I know you want, cock lover, and now enough talk.”
In one swift motion, the hot horny African man lunged forward, grabbed Randy’s silk lacy shirt and ripped it off his body, and revealed his firm, pointed, pinkish nipples, which he quickly palmed with his large dark vascular hands sucked them with passion. Then he raised one hand and snatched, then held her neck in place as he forced his mouth on hers. His thick lips totally engulfed the small framed sissy, and his tongue probed and flickered as if to encourage Randy’s to dance with it. soon her small boy clitty, came to life as did the rest of her body and Randy knew it was Randi’s turn to take charge.
‘Listen carefully sweet meat, you only have two choices. If you are good to me and accepting of me, I will honor and return that to you. I know I can make you love it, however, if you choose to oppose me, I will fuck you brutally, and without compassion. I swear, I will shove my fist up your ass to the elbow. Do you understand that?”
Randi searched the red eyes of the dark man, smelled the alcohol on his breath and knew he meant every word he said. ‘I…I will do whatever you ask of me.”
“No, you will do exactly as I order you to do. Do you understand that sissy?”
“Yes…yes sir.” Randi answered meekly, and yet her clitty ached with excitation.
“Good sissy, you will learn your place with me. Down on your knees and do what a good sissy would do for her Ba Ba (daddy).
Although well below 6-feet tall, the black man who’s physique looked as hard and tough as a fire hydrant sported a cock that measured 8½ thick, granite hard, ebony inches, and Randi struggled to stretch her mouth open wide enough to receive the enormously hard flesh. However, with passion and the desire to please this superior man, she managed to force her mouth nearly down to the base and slithered her tongue just above his nutsack.
“Yes, sissy princess, you are pleasing your black big dick daddy.” He withdrew his slimy wet flesh spear and smeared it about Randi’s face and lips, then slid his hand up the shaft and smeared the slimy, funky mixture all over her hair. “Yea…Ba Ba enjoys your effort, now go all the way down. He aimed the swollen hard, and vascular ebony spear directly at her mouth, palmed and held her head firmly as he forced his male member down her throat and felt the moist tongue as it tickled his nutsack.
“Like sucking a young man’s cock sissy, did you enjoy serving the boy.”
Randi attempted to ignore the question since she wasn’t sure where it might lead and as a result received a sharp slap to his face.
“Answer me…answer me bitch…now!”
“Yes Ba-Ba,” she cried through the homogenously thick cylindrical dark chocolate cock stuffed in her mouth.
“You answer your Ba-Ba whenever he questions you, do you understand that white-princess…yessss…I know you do. This be no boy dick male woman; this is a man’s cock.” With that said, he yanked Rani by her hair, and pulled her only an inch away from his gargantuan cock, then slowly jerked it close to her face.
“You will drink of me slut, gaze upon my cock, look at it, learn every inch of it, because it is as much of your master as the rest of me.”
Randi’s head spun and her stomach churned as she gazed out at the massive man tool. She willingly complied as she adored the smell, the taste, the texture, the vascularity of her new Daddy’s fleshly hard offering. She swooned as she cooed in the presence what she felt was the most beautiful object and worthy of her worship and honor.
‘Yes, slut boy, yessss dick lover, taste of me…drink of me, allow my richness of my manliness to merged within you and become my sissy-boy slav…slav…AGRH…AARRGGHH…AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!” The ebony skinned African Cocksmen roared as his shot his hot thick load.
The first two shots were in rapid succession, the third and fourth were powerfully intense as she literally felt the tool as it cocked back in a lock and load position then gushed like a fire hose, the fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth shots came in another skeet, skeet, skeet fashion and coated Randi’s throat and made her so full that she loudly belched as he within drew his slimy wet spear.
Randi nursed the hard tool and licked the hood and head clean, then slid her lips and tongue up and down the entire lengthy cylindrical edge.
Once finished, the teacher sighed in relief as she stated. “That was fantastic, can I suck it some more…please Ba-Ba?”
“Ahh, so now you beg me for what you claimed you had no interest in before. Ba-Ba likes this… but I have so much more in store for you this night white-meat.”
The look in this ruggedly hard man’s eyes, his powerful big hands, wide muscular chest, arms, small waist and thick hard thighs, calves accompanied by the long, thick monster hard cock in his hand, sent a chill through the sissy, who knew this was about to get extremely and painfully intense. Fear snatched her as she jumped to her feet and made a frantic attempt to reach the door and escape, however the black hunter rushed up from behind, snatched her hair, spun and swept her off her feet, then carried her over to the desk like a bag of groceries. With his free hand swept the desktop clean, then forced placed her down on her back, spread her legs then licked, two fingers before he shoved them inside the small fleshly hole.
“Ahhhh…ahhh…oh noooo…nooo…please sir please it’s too big, it’s too big!” Randi cried. ‘I’m not ready for you Ba-Ba!”
“We will see about this white-meat.” He replied as he made his way over to his storage locker and withdrew a long black cylinder object made of a smooth soft rubber.
“Wha…what are you going to do with that?” Randi asked.
“No, the question is white-meat, what is this,” he pointed at the object. “…going to do…to you.” He snickered as he approached.
Oh, god please…I don’t understand.” Randi whined.
“It is simple. I call this my ass-stretcher. It is eleven inches long but only 1½ inches in diameter. So, I can slide it inside you with very little discomfort, as you will see.” He easily shoved tool inside Randi’s tight sphincter and pumped it a few things. “Now you see, we have two balloon-like pumps. When I squeeze the balloon on the right, it fills you with a very generous load of lube, observe.”
The strong, broad-chested black man pumped the balloon and Randi felt the cool slimy liquid as it slid along her narrow canal.
“Now this pump here.” He smiled deviously, “This pump here is where our fun begins because if I pump it a few times…can you feel it expand inside of you, white meat?”
“Good lord, yessss, I feel it!” Randi moaned.
“Indeed, let’s see what your limit is.” Nambi snickered then squeezed the balloon again and again, and soon the sissy squirmed and cried out.
“Oh…oka…okay…that’s enough, that’s too much!”
“Bullshit, slut, I know you can take much more than this.” The strong man barked as he squeezed and pump and enlarged the tool until tears fell from Randi’s eyes and her head twisted from left to right, even her ability to speak was lost as the fuck tool expanded her anal cavity.
“Yes, now let’s slid it in and out your well-lubed sissy pussy.”
For the next ten minutes, the dark African booty king played with two toys and watched his white-meat carefully and noticed her insides had adjusted to the massive invasion. Without hesitation, he yanked the slimy hard tool from his fuck dolls booty hole, and replaced it with his own, hard thick, flesh.
“Oggghhhh…oooo…oh good…oh god yes…Ba-Ba, you’re big black dick…your big black dick is inside me, it’s so…so…do deeeeep!” Randi cried as her small clitty fired a long shot which splattered on her face and about Nambi’s muscular chest.
With her love center well-lubed and deeply penetrated, Randi totally gave in and allowed her new black daddy, to drill her with long, deep, powerful strokes. Even after he took a moment to wipe his face with a towel, Randi could feel his monster cock as it throbbed and pulsated within her hot pink nest.
“I’m going to enjoy breeding you white-meat. Every time you see me, your sissy pussy will ignite with an itching flame and only my African nectar will douse this fire. I breed you now whore, I breed you now slut boy, become my white-meat treat, and I will fuck you and fuck you and fuck you.”
“Oh god yesssss Ba-Ba…breed me…seed meeee…BREEEDMEEEE!”
The powerful, richly dark and shiny skinned African used his strong muscles to drill the sissy as if he tried to literally screw her to the desktop.
Randi cried as she wrapped her legs and arms around her black daddy, as he flooded her sissy pussy with his hot baby making batter.
With his huge cock drained for the moment, the broad-shouldered man, dismounted his fuck doll, walked around and to the front of her. He slapped her repeatedly with semi-hard, heavy flesh, then shove it into her mouth and ordered for her to clean it off. Once he was satisfied, he walked over and redressed as he addressed her.
‘Has the boy fucked you yet, slut?”
“Nooo,” Randi cried. She felt her empty anal cavity as it, leaked man cum, flexed and convulsed as if it awaited for another hard-deep penetration.
“What about the father, has be stabbed you with black flesh spear?”
“No…no Ba-Ba,” the blonde haired sissy whined.
“Good, I shall share you with them.” As he spoke, he ventured over to her desk, opened the top draw and withdrew a red stick note pad, then waved it at her. ‘I will take this with me. The next time I desire your presence, I will stick a sheet on the inside of the closet door, and you will meet me here the next night.”
“Okay Ba-Ba, but what if I can’t make it?”
“Then you will become a very popular person on social media.’ He laughed as he rolled his mop and bucket out the door. He suddenly turned back his conquered sissy and stated.
“By the way princess, you have fifteen minutes to gather up whatever belongs to you and get out of this room before I come back, so I suggest you get your pretty ass moving.”
Later That Night…
After a long hot rose pedal oil bath laced with Epsom salt, for her sore sissy pussy, along with several shots of rum, Randi slid into a black, full-bodied fishnet mesh outfit, with her hair twisted into a long ponytail, and a pair of red 2’ open-toe heels, she curled up on the bed, scanned the internet sex sites until she found a video which featured a pretty sissy and a well-hung, dark black Mandingo Cockslinger who destroyed his sissy. Randi became so hot, she dug out her old black dildo, and fucked herself until she climaxed three times before she final drifted off into slumber.
The next morning, she awaked to the sound of her cellphone. The sunlight that filtered into her bedroom told her she was very late for work.
“Hello” she answered with the phone pressed closely to her ear.
“Randolph Sorenson, what happened, why aren’t you at work?” The voice asked.
“Oh, sorry Mrs. Beckett, I must’ve overslept.”
“Are you ill?”
“Uh…yes…I’m really feeling miserable, and my throat is sore.” She only half lied because her throat was sore as was her back and sphincter.”
“Would you like to take the day off?”
“Yes…yes ma’am, I would appreciate that.”
“Hmm, I’ll have to scramble to find replacements but I’ll make it happen and as for you my dear, I suggest you get some rest and the next time you are ill, make sure you call in.”
“I will ma’am”
“Very well…feel better soon.” The woman stated before she ended the call.
No sooner had she placed her phone down on the nightstand, she heard the doorbell.
“Damn, I bet it’s my vitamins finally. That Amazon, they were supposed to be here two days ago.” She grumbled aloud as she snatched the door open and her jaw dropped.
‘Good morning”
“Broc…Brock…good morning, how are you?”
“No, the question is…how are you?”
“I’m doing…I’m a little sick this morning, how did you find out where I lived?”
“I have a friend in personnel who owes me a favor or two, at any rate, exactly what’s going on, you on your period?”
The sleepy-eyed blonde searched the handsome hunk’s face to see if his statement might have been a facetious. However, the stern expression he wore told her he was dead serious. All the same she asked. “Uhh, guys don’t have periods, or do I have to give you a tutoring session on human biology?”
“How about bitch biology.” He fired, as he pushed passed her and entered the house.
“Excuse me, Brock, but isn’t it customary to be invited, before you enter their home?”
“Yeah, just as it’s customary for a teacher to fuck their students, but it seems you bypassed that lesson…huh.” He snapped as he glanced about her spacious apartment.
“Brock, I have no idea…”
“Don’t lie to me bitch, I know what you did to my son.”
“Oh, Brock…you got this all wrong…it wasn’t by choice.” Randi cried.
“Bullshit bitch, you knew he was in his velvet prime and took advantage of him plain and simple.”
“No, he forced me to…I swear it!” Randi cried.
“Granted he’s eighteen and like all k**s that age, he was horny and vulnerable to your seduction.”
“No Brock…no, you don’t understand. It wasn’t my fault. I didn’t initiate anything. He forced me to.
The stoic black stallion hovered over and looked down at the cute but disheveled blonde and titled his head, then snickered as he closely examined her.
It was at that moment that Randi realized that she’d forgotten to take off her fishnet bodysuit, which was clearly visible beneath her robe.
Brock flashed a sneer-like smile, then blurted out. “Bitch you must think I’m fucking stupid. You ain’t nothin but a cock chasing hoe, and a black cock chasing hoe at that.”
“No Brock…please don’t speak to me like that.”
‘Why not, it’s the truth…isn’t it…isn’t it.” He charged.
“I’m telling you Brock, your son Braxton may appear like an average k** to you but because of his size and favor he’s gain as an important part of the football team, he throws his weight around and he forced me…
“Forced you to do what…come on let’s hear it, what the fuck did he force you to do?”
“Suc…he forced me to give him a blow…job?” Randi cried as she looked down and avoided any eye contact with the taller man.
“Oh, I see…have you checked your messages this morning?” He asked.
“No, I just woke up.”
“Check ‘em,” He ordered.
“My phone’s in the bedroom. I’ll be right back.” She stated as she rushed from the room. she dashed into her bedroom, snatched up her phone punch her way to her text messages, and opened one she received just an hour earlier.
“Oh my god!” she cried as she dropped the phone after she saw herself on a desk with the rich dark figure of Nambi between her legs as he drilled her.
“I guess he forced you as well…huh…what about it bitch, are you just a little innocent slut, or a cock hungry fagboi who can’t get enough of big black cock.”
“Please Brock, you must believe me. It wasn’t my intensions to…”
“To give up that ass and on school grounds and to what a goddamn janitor. Boy bitch, your pussy must stay on fire to do something so stupid and put your career in jeopardy. Is that why you transferred to Eastland, so you could live in black cock heaven; is that your deal worthless slut?”
“No Brock…nooo, please I’m telling you the mmpphhff!” was all she could say before Brock’s large dark hand wrapped around her throat and squeezed tightly.
“You disappoint me Angel Cake, I thought you needed protection from the school riff-raff but now I see you’re just as grimy as the lot.” He released her and watched as she crumbled to the floor. “Consider our accord violated and terminated.” He fired as he turned to leave.
‘Please Brock…please…I’m in a lot of trouble and I’m…I’m scared Brock.”
“You should be scared bitch. I trusted you with my son…my family and that’s how you repay me. I’ll stay on one condition. You jump down your toilet and I’ll pull the goddamn lever…later.”
“I’m serious Brock, how’d you get that video?”
“What difference does it make, you’re a black cock worshipping queen, that’s all I need to know.”
“Listen to me Brock, Mr. Nambi took that video of Braxton and myself and if you watch it from the beginning, you’d see that he forced me to blow him. then he used that video to force me to have sex with him.”
“It didn’t look like you were putting up much resistance to me.” Brock fired back.
‘Nevertheless, I had no choice.”
The powerfully built black stallion stood by front door as he contemplated what he’d just heard. “So, you’re saying Joe…I mean Nambi secretly recorded what happened with you and Braxton, then used it to blackmail you into having sex with him…is that what you’re telling me?”
‘Yes”
“That video will prove your innocence?”
“Yes”
‘That’s fucked up, so Nambi recorded that shit. If that video gets on social media, it could seriously hurt my son’s chances of a college career and he can kiss a possible career goodbye as a pro as well.
Randi could sense she’d made a breakthrough with her protector and used that opportunity as she attempted to emphasize her point. “He took my sticky pads, and told me that whenever he wants me, he’ll leave one posted in the storage room door, and if I fail to show up, he’ll uploaded it on a sex site.
“Is that what he used to threaten you?”
‘Yes”
“That does put a different spin on things. All the same, Nambi might be a bastard for recording those videos, but I saw how much you enjoyed sucking their big black dicks, and how much you enjoyed being their cum buckets.”
“I had no choice”
“Stop lying bitch. You loved sucking and fucking those big black cocks. I could see the joy in your goddamn face, so fess up before we go any further.”
‘Brock I…”
“Brock my ass…I wanna know right here…right now, are you a Black cock loving freaky bitch or what?”
The smooth skinned sissy lowered her head before she spoke. I uhh…yes, it’s truth…it didn’t start out…”
“Shut the fuck up bitch, I didn’t ask you all that shit. Answer the question and look at me when you give it. Are you a Queen of Spades Sissy?”
“Yea…yessss,” I am.” She sobbed and covered her face.
“That black bastard Nambi, his bullshit could jeopardize my son’s future. You say he leaves that posted note inside your classroom storage closet?”
“Yes sir” Randi sniffled as she fought off suicidal thoughts and then suddenly a miracle at least for her occurred when she glanced down and saw the huge imprint of something very, long, very thick and very powerful that protruded beneath Brock’s pants. Immediately her clitty came to life as did her entire body as if awaken by its addiction for black male dominance.
“You said if you don’t respond to those notes, he’ll upload it, well, if that’s case, supposed he’s left one today?”
‘Oh wow, I forgot about that.”
“And that’s the problem dizzy bitch, you don’t think at all. All you’re good for is being a cumdump for black men.
“You say that like it’s so wrong, but I kind of think you enjoy it as well.” She humbly pointed at the imprint of his sissy slayer cock imprisoned in a fabric cell.
“May I serve you…my black master.” Randi asked with true sincerity.
Brock chuckled as if to himself, then replied. “I gotta admit, those videos got my attention. Freaky cock hungry bitches always gets to me and…” he glanced down at his cock, “him sprung. Okay bitch, you said you want to serve me, let’s see what you got. Down on your knees and take that goddamn robe off.’
Randi practically ripped off her robe, dropped to her knees and without an order she crawled over before her new master.
“Take off my pants”
“Yes Daddy” she cooed softly and complied. As she pulled off his pants, socks and shoes. She marveled at the size of his majestic black hooded cock which resembled a scepter.
“God…it’s magnificent!”
“Yeah, you like that shit slut?”
“Yes”
“Well, people like money and all kinds of shit, but you gotsta earn it.”
“What must I do, master?”
“Kiss my feet, suck my toes and make love to my lower body.”
Without hesitation Randi showered her black god’s feet, toes, claves and thighs with affection. She licked and kissed his feet and toes, licked his ankles and calves, then wrapped her arms around his wide muscular thighs and powerfully thick buttocks to show her master her eagerness to serve him. His manly odor intoxicated her and she moan and cooed softly as she carried out her task.
“Damn, you are one freaky ass, cock starved hoe. Well don’t you worry slut, your new dark knight’s gonna slay that pink dragon, and give you every goddamn inch of my king size cock. You start by licking and kissing my balls.”
She attempted to do so and then after a sharp slap to her cheek Brock barked, ‘What kind of pathetic shit is this, I don’t tolerate half-ass efforts. I’ve seen those videos, I know you can do better…so damnit…do better.
Randi accepted the challenge, increased her efforts and soon, felt the large dark chocolate man legs as they shook in response from her intense head job.
“Yeah, now that’s what I’m talkin bout…yeah bitch…make love to daddy’s cock, show me you’re worthy to serve me.” He cheered lustfully.
With her hot lust and passion to please this superior man, Randi attacked and slobbered about Brock’s hard flesh spear. She slid and traced her tongue about the cylindrical edge, along with the coarse veins about it and played special attention to the largest vein which traveled down the center of his fuck tool.
‘You know, I don’t do this often, but your mouth is so gifted, I’m gonna give you the honor of eating my ass slut.”
Brock strutted over to the living room sofa, placed leg up and squatted down which allowed Randi easy access to his tight sphincter. The black sock servant poked, flickered and slashed her lover’s anal entrance and literally tongue fucked him, until he spun around, snatched her by the hair, and forced her away. “Now that’s what I call a good rim job. Your pretty little ass is gonna pay for that shit, I promise you.” He warned.
“Now it’s my turn.” He snatched Randi over and kissed her with angry passion. “I’m gonna tear this ass open.” With that said, the Nubian warrior laid her down on the sofa, on her back, spread her legs wide and devoured Randi’s hot raw ass-pussy until she begged him to stop.
“Oh god daddy, please…please stick your cock inside me, fuck me like a bitch, fuck me like a slut, fuck me like the cock hungry whore I am. “She cried as she desperately clutched a throw-pillow and bit down into it.
“Is that what you want pussy…huh…you want daddy to stretch that sissy pussy open?”
“Please…don’t…don’t show me any mercy.” She cried and bit down once more into the pillow.
“Listen to you…you ain’t nothin but a nasty, freaky, worthless ass bitch. So, you want all this dick and no mercy, alright then, let’s see if this ass can cash this check your mouth just wrote.
The powerful brutish Nubian drilled down between Randi’s legs and stole her ability to breath away. His added length, athleticism and flexible lumber region gave him an advantage to strike down at a variety of angles and overwhelmed his fuck doll.
“Aaaa…aaarrrggghhh…awwwwfuck…awwwfuck…fuck daddy it’s toooo big, it’s toooo damn BIG!”
Warm sweat ran profusely down Brock face and chest and dripped into Randi’s eyes and mouth, which she lapped up hungrily.
“I thought you said no mercy. I’m gonna teach your ass a lesson Teacher, be…careful what you ask for.”
The black stud drilled down harder, faster and deep enough to pierce her second ring which pushed his new fuck slut over the edge.
Randi orgasmed so hard that she nearly passed out. The sheer intensity of her orgasmic explosion sent convulsive shock waves through her prostate, which gave her a powerful ass-gasm and rippled throughout her body and caused her anal canal to squeeze tightly about anything locked within, which included the hard king size Jurassic Nubian seed cannon.
“Ahhhfuck yeah slut, wooooofuck mutha…fuckin nasty bitch, you suck the babies out your daddy’s dick…arggrrrhhhh…fuck…shi…shit…yeaaaaaah!” Brock roared in a deep baritone voice as he flooded her hungry hole.
Randi cooed softly as if disappointed to feel the sudden vacancy of her empty hole.
“God daddy, you slayed…you slayed my sissy pussy, you own my pusss…pussy.”
“Goddamn right I own that shit. This ain’t no young boy or janitor, you’re fuckin wit here and if you think I’m done with your slutty ass…think again.
Like a barbarian brute, Brock snatched his fuck doll by her head, led her over to a swivel-tilt-back hi-chair, made he sit on her knees, with her back to him and her ass poked up and ready for his Nubian scepter. His large hands slid easily in and out of Randi’s cum-lubed boy-pussy, then fondled about her round bronze globes. He growled menacingly, then slapped his big dark hand down repeatedly as he scolded.
“Who owns to ass-pussy bitch?”
“You do daddy…Brock…this is your ass now…I’ll do whatever you want da…daddy!”
“Heh, I know you will filthy slut,” He replied, spun the chair around and stopped it when Randi reached his cock, palmed her head and shoved almost 8’ down her throat. His body glistened with a slick coat of sweat as his muscles rippled and flexed each time, he forced Randi’s head down on his cock as he in turn, thrusts upwardly.
He withdrew his slimy wet black tool, and slapped her cheeks, and covered them with their precum, saliva concoction. In one single movement, he spun Randi back away from him, clutched his monster cock and drove it balls deep inside her soft overstretched ass-pussy.
“Da…daddy…oh god…I CAN FEEL IT…IT’S IN MY STOMACH!”
The black man then used the muscularity of his action-figure like body to literally wreck the hapless blonde’s guts, then he lifted her into his arms, carried her into her bedroom, tossed her down on the bed, and on her back.
Dear god daddy…what are you going to do to me…now?”
The big dick angry black man said nothing, instead he allowed his sheer masculinity and presence as he hovered above the bed to speak for him. His hands were clenched tightly, his arms bowed, upper body flexed as he stumped toward her and growled menacingly with each step he took.
“Oooo…oooo, oh…my…god!” Randi cried and curled up almost into a fetal position as the b**st like man climbed up on the bed. He growled, he snarled, and grunted wildly as he snatched her ankles and spread her legs open and as he drove his cock into her unprotected hole he spoke through clench teeth as he said, “Gonna destroy this sissy pussy bitch,” and he did just that. For the next half-hour the Nubian sex god, stretched, pummeled, and wreaked unimaginable havoc upon his fuck doll’s anal love nest and fired load after load of hot stinky, slimy baby making batter within her. As Randi became hysterical in a hot orgasmic wave, he clenched her throat with his large, dark hands and barked.
“Shut the fuck up slut, daddy wants you to feel this nut, all up in your guts. Now just lay still and I ‘m not going to thrust or pump, I’m going to will this nut out.” Without another word, he lifted his body up into a front-leaning-rest position like a pushup, then tightened every muscle in his body and focused all his emotional intensity into his cock which got stiffer, harder, longer, and stronger.
“Grrrr…gggggrrrrrr…fuckyeaaaah…bitch…I’m gonna spatter my…mutha…fuckin…seeds…all up…in your…goddamn…guts…gggggrrrrr!”
“EEEEEYKE…WWWOOOWWW…AYE…DA…” Randi squealed softly before she lost her ability to speak and then…
“Booyah…muthafuckin…da,da,da…DAMN, I’M SHOOTING MY GUTS OUT!”
In spite of the fact, the African sex god had already fired several loads of his Nubian nectar inside Randi’s hot hungry chamber, it was by far his largest, and copious deposit inside her ass-pussy and sent shockwaves through them both.
An hour later, after Randi hobbled about her kitchen as she fixed her new black king breakfast, and as he ate, she sat between his legs, licked his feet, toes, and suckled his cock.
They retreated to the couch, where Brock stretched out with Randi curled up between his legs and continued to adore his muscular physique and worship his sex tool.
“So, Nambi has you over a barrel?”
“Yes daddy, he ****d me.”
“Bullshit, he’s a black man. Black men don’t **** sissies because sissies like you cannot refuse him, so don’t lie to me slut. He fucked you and you loved it…didn’t you…didn’t you?” He snapped and clutched her throat tightly.
“Yea…yes”
“I know you did, lying pussy, who the fuck you think you’re talking to…huh, I’m a Bitchmaker, and apparently Nambi is one as well, however, now that I own this pussy, I can’t have another ruling my bitch, so I want you to come over to that classroom tonight, and I’m gonna put this cock-blocker in his place.”
“Oh…wait Brock…daddy…that’s not necessary, I don’t want you to…”
“Shut the fuck up bitch, you have no say in this. This is the ‘Law of the Raw’ and only a real man can speak to this. All you need to do is keep your mouth close and let the men work it out, you got that ya nasty cock hungry slut?”
“Yes sir…yes Brock…daddy.”
Hours later…
Brock and Randi entered her classroom quietly. As she reached for the light switch, Brock slapped down her hand. “You don’t do shit unless and after you get my permission, you got that shit slut?”
“Yes daddy, she cried.
In under the cover of shadow and darkness, the school safety officer could see the hot curvy body of his fuck doll. Although she tried to keep her emotions under control Randi felt her heart rate increase and inner body quivered just from the sound his manly deep voice, and powerful presence, and she knew she had fallen for him. she was in love with her Bitchmaker. She was his to own and a tear fell from her eyes as she gently massaged his hard, well-rounded shoulder. Her mind drifted back and recalled the events from earlier that day when he marched her into a woman’s lingerie store. He picked out a black booty lifting x anti-cellulite one piece bodysuit, had her try it on, along with a pair of 11cm, block, leopard, stiletto heels, pointed, toe slip-on see-through pumps, paid the sales rep a few extra dollars to do her makeup and paint her finger and toenails a pearly white, then proceeded to march her out the store to the shock and awe of the customers. From there they sat at an outdoor restaurant where Brock, had a hearty roast beef sandwich, and potatoes. As he ate, Randi sat between his legs and suckled his cock and was fed like a bitch beneath the table. However, they had to make a quick exit when apparently the restaurant manager took issue with their conduct and called the cops.
‘Hey, wake the fuck up bitch, check it out.” Brock barked as he snatched the red sticky note from the storage closet and flashed it in her face. “He expects you here tonight, in fact…I hear him. Good, now remember what I told you slut, keep your mouth closed, and you let the men work this shit out, You got that cock guzzler?”
“Yes, Brock daddy,” she cooed.
“Good…in fact, I got a better idea…come with me.” He snapped, snatched her by her hair, led her over, behind her desk and shoved her beneath it headfirst. Then stepped away from the desk. “Alright slut, get ready, here he comes.”
Randi could only see the shoes of her assailant and his strong voice seemed to vibrant about the metal structure of her desk.”
“Hey Brock, how are you?”
“Not so cool Nambi, I hear you’ve trespassed on someone else’s property.”
“Would you care to be more, specific?”
“Yeah, the sissy teacher you fucked the other night belongs to me?”
“Really, and how was I supposed to know this?”
“Well, you know it now dude, so from now on, the next time you want to hit that shit, you go through me.” Brock proclaimed.
So engulfed as she listened to the two men, Randi had not a clue someone was behind her, until she felt the huge hands fondled and slap her ass.
‘What the…ooooh!” she screamed as forgot she was beneath the desk, attempted to jump up and bumped her head on the tin metal.
“Damn sexy bitch, you got one sweet ass. I’m gonna enjoy fucking you.” The voice called, then ripped the seam her body suit which covered her ass, placed both hands on her warm globes and ate Randi’s boy pussy, like a hungry savage.
“Broc…Brock daddy…daddy!” she screamed but she heard no response.
The man’s tongue probed and stabbed inside her anal love hole, then suddenly he pulled his tongue away d**g her out from beneath the desk and then drove his steel hard member inside her love canal.
Randi frantically tried to prevent herself for sliding across the floor beneath the desk, she also concluded that whomever this massive cock belong to possessed enormous strength, power and endurance as he drilled her so hard she lost her grip, slid back beneath the desk, and slammed her head again and again into thin metal of the front desk cover. Delirious yet ecstatic she was finally able to identify the voice of the brute who fucked her as he called out.
“Wow, hey Pop, I told you she was a winner, this ass is on my cock like a vice.”
“Ohgod…Braxton!’ Randi cried as the man drill fracked down into her and pierced her second ring.
“Oh yeah, bout to bust Pop, can I drench this thing?”
“By all means son, and make sure you wreck them guts as you bust that nut,” and that’s exactly what he did.
“oooOOO…SHIT, MY GOD!’ Randi moaned as she felt and heard the huge cock make a sloppy wet exit from her overstretched hole, her ankles were grabbed and then she was jerked from beneath the desk.
“Happy belated birthday Pop.” Braxton smiled over at his father, who quickly replied.
“Ok, son…looks like you’ve earned a reduction in your punishment. Now you’re only grounded for two weeks. Let that hoe bitch clean you up and then take your ass home; you got an early practice tomorrow. Brock ordered.
The youthful energy and strength of Braxton and his interaction with his father told the curly head blonde, this whole thing might have been a setup. Once she thoroughly cleared off the young man’s cock, he quickly left the room as the two groan ass men approached her with their intent for her revealed in their eyes.
“May I stretch your bitch’s throat open my brother?” Nambi requested.
‘Help yourself my brother.” Brock replied, then stared down at a shocked Randi.
“But daddy, I thought you said I belong to you and only you?”
“Then you thought wrong slut. I’m a Black Lion and Nambi is part of my pride, as a member we share our hoes. It’s the ‘Law of the Raw’.
“But daddy…I don’t unders…”
“That’s enough yappin bitch, take this dick in your mouth and shut the fuck up.” Nambi barked as she shoved hard and his massively thick cock into Randi’s mouth and immediately held her head in place as he pumped his cock in and out of his fuck doll’s mouth.
Randi had heard and saw men online with cocks as thick as beer cans. She even imagined suckling on them, but imaging and performing the action were quite different as she felt her throat stretched and her mouth literally fracked by the powerful fire hydrant-like cock.
Nambi cradled her head and placed one hand on her neck as he fucked her vigorously until like a fire hydrant his cock gushed a massive load of hot, stinky male juice down her throat, which she eagerly sucked.
“Ahh, yes, your son is correct Brock, she is indeed a winner. Now, may I venture down and sample a bit more of the pink garden?” He chuckled.
“Indulge yourself my brother. Hopefully this will make us even for that Chinese sissy you shared with me for Christmas.” Brock replied.
Brock casually removed his pants, shoes, socks, and long boxers as he carefully observed his fellow pride member hunker down and pummel his sissy with a relentless zeal. He heard the soft to loud moans of Randi as she frantically reached out for him to calm the brute man down, but what he did do was grip, his giant black cock and promptly shoved it right down her throat and although it didn’t lessen the assault on her anal cavity, it did serve as a hard fleshly pacifier for her to suckle and calm her somewhat.
“Hmmm, yes, this ass was made for big black meat.”
“Yeah, I know my Black Lion brother Nambi, we rule white angel ass-pussy.” Brock replied.
With the fattest, most vascular cock jammed inside her ass, and the giant black scepter rammed down her throat, Randi drifted off into a void of ecstasy as she felt her small clitty lazily discharged long streams of her own sex nectar down to the floor.
“Shi…shi…SHIT…SHI…SHIT!’ Randi cried and sobbed as the black hulk drilled down harder and faster. “Jezzzzus!” she screamed and slammed her fist down so hard on the ground that she cracked a fingernail, but this mattered little to the black human fire hydrant as he slapped and fucked down into the mounds of the flesh cock cushion.
The sight sent her master Brock right over the orgasmic edge and he skeeted again and again and filled Randi’s belly with a warm protein beverage.
“Oh yesssss…yesss…the bitch has a pussy like a vacuum cleaner…it’s…it’s sucking the cum out my cock…yessssss!” Nambi roared as he increased the volume of Randi’s overly lubed and well-saturated sissy pussy.
Nambi yanked the cock from Randi’s overstretched hole, walked around and had her suck him clean. “Thanks again my brother. I must admit, I envy you. She is a prime Gazelle for Black Lion meat. A cock hungry slut such as she, should be shared to keep her pacified. Do you intend to bring her to our next Pride Festival?”
“Once I’ve finished her training, I’ll slap a collar and chain on her neck and bitch walk her there.”
“Yes…excellent, I cannot wait.”
‘I’m afraid you’ll have to my brother, because I intend on fucking this slut senseless, so either she’ll be there on a leash, or in a goddamn insane asylum.”
Both men shared a hearty laugh before Nambi informed him that he had fifteen minutes to finish up before he finished the other classroom and returned.
Randi looked up with tears in her eyes, her body continued to convulse as she tried desperately to regain control of her frayed nerves.
“Brock…Daddy…take me home now…please take me home and fuck me. I…I need a minute to…”
“Shut your mouth worthless ass pussy, I give the goddamn orders, and you take my big black dick cause that’s about all your fucking worth doing.” Brock barked, grabbed her hair, forced her across the room, shoved her head and upper body outside the window, then closed it down at her waist.
‘I’m gonna fuck you senseless slut, and you better not make too much noise or I’ll toss your bitch-ass, right out this mutha…fuckin…window.” Brock warned as he brutally rammed his cock inside his sex slave’s ass ring. “Oh, fuck yeah, this boy-cunt’s got my dick throbbing. Daddy’s gonna breed the fuck out you slut. “Brock warned as used his powerful legs, and thick hard buttocks to pole-plow the sissy until the window rattled from the force of intensity.
Randi’s mouth was agape as tears fell and cooled in the chilly wind of the night. Although they were but a blur, she saw several images as they passed by the school and saw her arms as they flailed about frantically each time the big dick squeezed against her prostate and slammed through her second ring. Yet through her tears, pain, and agony, she found the pleasurable joy of total ecstasy as her black lord slapped her blush red globes and stabbed her vigorously.
The hot couple paused briefly as the glass shattered and feel on them. Brock quickly slid the window open, grabbed Randi’s hair, spun her around and kissed her with so much heated passion that her legs buckled and she lifted on leg up and curled it behind her. Brock led her over to the storage room door, snatched it open, forced her inside, faced away from him, then gripped his power pole and drove it balls deep inside Randi’s hapless hole. The powerful black man gripped her hips as he thrusted with the intensity of a machine, then he gripped her shoulders and bucked harder and faster. The hot moist sounds of flesh on flesh impact had them both in a lustful rage as the hot blonde continuously chanted…fuck me…you big black dick bastard…ooodaddy…shit…crush that pussy you big dick fucka…oooooyesssss!” She gripped the tension pole above her in the closet to keep her balance.
Brock raised his arms and stretched his muscular torso, brought his arms down in a double bicep pose, then pounded his fist into his hard chest, in a glorious display of dominance and conquest.
“I own this ass…hear me sissy, I rule this ass…this ass is mine, your body and your muthafuckin mind belongs to Brock bitch, you are now the property of the Black Lions.” With that said, he rose up on his toes, leaned over and above his slut sissy, grabbed the top of the door panel and used it for leverage as he went savagely buck wild. His hard-black body looked like honey glazed chocolate covered steal as every muscle fiber in his body was clearly visible as he ruthlessly assaulted his hot white slave.
Although she could not see enough to confirm her thoughts, she could feel her anal chamber had become a frothy mixture of hot, stinking sex liquid.
Finally, poor Randi’s body could no longer endure the strain and the sheer forceful impact of the assault on her anal cavity. Her sweaty hands lost her grip on the tension pole and she collapsed down on to the floor of the closet, but it didn’t matter to Nubian sissy destroyer as he fell on top of her, wrapped his muscular arm around Randi’s neck and squeezed his hard ball size biceps into her throat, while he wrapped his other arm tightly around her waist as he thrusted out his legs, planted his feet and toes firmly on the floor, then bounced back forward and rammed his ebony missile to the hilt.
Once again fear and panic gripped Randi as she felt the massively hard flesh dagger which grown stiffer and harder, she moaned softly, then bit her bottom lip as she felt the black cock inside her reach maximum stiffness. She closed her eyes for she knew her master was on a countdown to orgasmic detonation.
“You fuckin sweet ass hoe bitch, we’re gonna have to buy you some maternity clothes, cause Daddy’s bout to get your slutty ass pregnant.”
With that said, he thrust his legs back, planted then jumped back up, however this time, he locked his body into her, squeezed his biceps harder into her neck, until her eyes bulged, her tongue trolled about her mouth as saliva escaped and freely dribbled down her chin.
“Awww baby…baby this is fuckin…in…intense…SHIT!” Brock roared as his cock went berserk and fired 8 straight, long, stingy streams of hot man cum inside the soft tissue walls of her sissy pussy.
“Da…da…dammn bitch…yeaaaaaah!” Brock cried through clench teeth as he growled. I’m bustin this nut all up in your mutha…fuckin…gut!”
Randi shivered as she felt the most intense orgasm inside her which ignited her prostate and suddenly her sissy body excreted her sissy nectar from her chamber and clitty.
‘GOD…GOD DAMN, YOU FILTHY SLUT…I’M CUMIN AGAIN…I’M CUMIN…AGAIN…AARRGGHH!” Brock roared then bite down on his sissy’s shoulders as his steel hard black cock sent another round of hot white cum which flooded his fuck doll’s ass.
In an urgent act of desperation, Randi’ snatched the hand of her overwhelmed lover, and slid his thumb into her mouth and sucked it vigorously.
Several minutes later, Nambi returned to the room with his mop and bucket.
“Ah yes, there’s nothing like hot cum, sweat, and raw hot booty in the air.
“You got that shit right, my brother.” Brock chuckled weakly, while Randi sucked and cleaned his cock thoroughly.
“Man…you are one lucky lion my brother Nambi said as he saw Randi who labored and struggled to fully redress herself.
‘Fantastic, you’ve destroyed that bitch for real.” Nambi declared.
Brock smiled back at his Black Lion brother, snatched his fuck doll into his arms as he walked away and declared.
‘Of course, dog, we’re Gut Busters, Bitchmakers. It’s what we do. When a sissy’s pussy is on fire, “Who ya Gonna Call?”
“Gut Busters!” Nambi laughed as he echoed the thought.