Incense
By Dr. Bone who says: Ya gotta be an adult to read the story below:
"What's happening?" cried Heather as the strange smell of the incense penetrated straight from her nose into her brain. The blonde cheerleader tried to break away but the fumes intoxicated her. She had come over to her teacher's house for some extra tutoring. Mrs. Hambler had lit the incense burner while she got the paperwork and had left the room.
Coming back into the room now the teacher laughed. "Oh my! What a night we have in store for you Miss Head Cheerleader. I know that you and your little group of friends did all that racist graffiti in the halls at school. Such intolerance! Well you are going to be taught a lesson.
Heather knew what she and her friends had done but could not say anything as the fumes held her fast. The teacher continued ?I want to introduce you to my lover, you can call him Manutto.? Into the room came a nearly seven foot tall black man. He was bald and naked except for his white briefs that were stretched to their limit by his huge bulge.
Mrs. Hambler moved closer to Heather, so close she feared that the teacher would kiss her. "I met him on one of these cultural exchange trips. The first night out he fucked my brains out and by the end of the month I left my husband for him. And now he is going to do the same for you." Heather struggled but still could not move.
Manutto moved closer to Heather looking her over.
"I am going to break you in the right way now, the old way, as my people have done for centuries." He told Heather to strip and despite her protests she could not help but obey the black man as part of her fought against it with all her worth. He admired her tight round ass and perky tits. "Ohh! If only they were to stay that way." he said. She watched him strip to reveal his lean muscular body. Below the neck he was tattooed with odd black markings that were very abstract and tribal. Then he pulled out his cock. She felt like an observer in a dream. It was unreal, huge, with a fat plumb of a head. Her pussy tingled with fear.
Casually he went over to a cabinet and withdrew a clear bottle of a thick but clear liquid. He uncapped the top and inserted a thick glass rod with a ball on the end. "Spread your legs." he told her. She fought against him but her will was not her own. She tried to clench her pussy lips closed but the rod was so slick it slid in easily. "Don't fight it!" said her teacher as she undressed revealing her big tits that were tattooed with markings similar to her lover's. Thick gold rings hung through her nipples.
Heather felt nothing at first, then slowly a cool sensation spread through her pussy which changed into a burning one. Her nipples began to harden and all her attention was focused on Manutto's huge cock. She had been terrified about it before having never seen a black cock, let alone one so much bigger than her boyfriend's. Her hand went to her pussy and began to rub it, all thoughts of modesty left her head.
Manutto went closer to her putting his cock inches from her face. Mrs. Hambler told her to be a good little student and grasp it in her hand. Her will not her own she reached forward, it felt dense and thick in her hand . "I can't do this. It would split me in half." she thought to herself as images of his cock penetrating into her pussy filled her mind as she stroked his cock.
"That's it my dear, kiss his cock head. Make your mouth a receptacle for his manhood." said Mrs. Hambler as she got down on her knees next to Heather. "Oh yes we are going to make sure that pretty little mouth of yours never talks bad about black men again. Now kiss the head of your masters cock." Heather started to protest but could not stop herself. She held his cock steady and kissed its huge head as Manutto looked down pleased.
"Show the slave girl how to worship my cock with her mouth." Smiling Mrs. Hambler took the cock away from her student and held the shaft at the base, she then took it all the way down her throat, Heather was stunned. Then Mrs. Hambler pointed the cock at Heather. "Please your master." she told her. The young cheerleader moved her mouth towards the shaft in front of her. She had given her boyfriend a blowjob or two but this cock was nearly twice as thick and long. She opened her mouth and had to stretch her jaw to its limit to take it in as a desire overwhelmed her to taste his cum. Mrs. Hambler got up and put on the stereo, a beat of drums started to fill the line. She got behind Heather and began to finger her wet pussy. The beat got faster and faster as she became more and more transfixed taking his cock into her mouth faster and faster. She had to taste his cum! She had to!
After ten minutes her jaw began to ache. Manutto looked down at her and laughed. ?I can hold my cum for hours but I will not be cruel. His eyes rolled up and his body shook then suddenly what seemed like a cup of cum flooded Heather?s mouth, all shyness aside she eagerly swallowed his load and drained his cock.
In the back of her head she was both disappointed and relieved that Manutto would not be able to ?get it up? again to fuck her. She was wrong. To her astonishment within minutes and without touching it his cock was back to its full hardness and then some. It seemed to pulse and throb on its own.
Transfixed Heather was led to the bed. She got on her knees and leaned forward her ass high in the air. Her pussy burned for the big African cock that was about to enter it. She felt the heat from his cock head as it neared her opening, the pressure as it pushed up against her cunt then the slight pain as it slid into her. She knew at that moment that she could never go back to doing white guys again.
Manutto fucked her long and harder than she imagined anyone being able to do so. Soon there was no her, she was merely a receptacle for Manutto?s cock. Finally when she could take it anymore, sobbing, begging him to cum. He smiled and told her soon. He then pushed his cock as deep as he could into her and grabbed her hips so she could not move. Then the impossible happened, she felt his cock start to throb and move around inside her, pulsing and shaking without him moving his body.
He began to chant along with her teacher and soon she was also though she did not know the words. She started to cum and cum and cum as she never had before. Her nipples throbbed and ached as she had one minute long orgasm. Then and only then did he cum inside of her.
The minute he was done the cheerleader turned around, pulling his cock out of her with a wet pop and looking up at him with a real sense of worship begged to clean his cock off. He laughed and told her to do so as he turned towards his wife and told her that this one had potential.
?Yes, she will make great breeding stock.? Heather heard it but did not care she was his slave now.
After she was done cleaning his cock Manutto handed her his cell phone. She called her mom and told her that she was not feeling well and could she pick her up. Manutto stroked her cheek and told her what a good little slave she was.
Heather was dropped off at home in a daze. She thought she had dreamed the whole thing until the next week when she came home to find her mother sucking Manutto?s cock while the incense whiffed up her nose and she began to strip she knew it was no dream.
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By Dr. Bone who says: Ya gotta be an adult to read the story below:
"What's happening?" cried Heather as the strange smell of the incense penetrated straight from her nose into her brain. The blonde cheerleader tried to break away but the fumes intoxicated her. She had come over to her teacher's house for some extra tutoring. Mrs. Hambler had lit the incense burner while she got the paperwork and had left the room.
Coming back into the room now the teacher laughed. "Oh my! What a night we have in store for you Miss Head Cheerleader. I know that you and your little group of friends did all that racist graffiti in the halls at school. Such intolerance! Well you are going to be taught a lesson.
Heather knew what she and her friends had done but could not say anything as the fumes held her fast. The teacher continued ?I want to introduce you to my lover, you can call him Manutto.? Into the room came a nearly seven foot tall black man. He was bald and naked except for his white briefs that were stretched to their limit by his huge bulge.
Mrs. Hambler moved closer to Heather, so close she feared that the teacher would kiss her. "I met him on one of these cultural exchange trips. The first night out he fucked my brains out and by the end of the month I left my husband for him. And now he is going to do the same for you." Heather struggled but still could not move.
Manutto moved closer to Heather looking her over.
"I am going to break you in the right way now, the old way, as my people have done for centuries." He told Heather to strip and despite her protests she could not help but obey the black man as part of her fought against it with all her worth. He admired her tight round ass and perky tits. "Ohh! If only they were to stay that way." he said. She watched him strip to reveal his lean muscular body. Below the neck he was tattooed with odd black markings that were very abstract and tribal. Then he pulled out his cock. She felt like an observer in a dream. It was unreal, huge, with a fat plumb of a head. Her pussy tingled with fear.
Casually he went over to a cabinet and withdrew a clear bottle of a thick but clear liquid. He uncapped the top and inserted a thick glass rod with a ball on the end. "Spread your legs." he told her. She fought against him but her will was not her own. She tried to clench her pussy lips closed but the rod was so slick it slid in easily. "Don't fight it!" said her teacher as she undressed revealing her big tits that were tattooed with markings similar to her lover's. Thick gold rings hung through her nipples.
Heather felt nothing at first, then slowly a cool sensation spread through her pussy which changed into a burning one. Her nipples began to harden and all her attention was focused on Manutto's huge cock. She had been terrified about it before having never seen a black cock, let alone one so much bigger than her boyfriend's. Her hand went to her pussy and began to rub it, all thoughts of modesty left her head.
Manutto went closer to her putting his cock inches from her face. Mrs. Hambler told her to be a good little student and grasp it in her hand. Her will not her own she reached forward, it felt dense and thick in her hand . "I can't do this. It would split me in half." she thought to herself as images of his cock penetrating into her pussy filled her mind as she stroked his cock.
"That's it my dear, kiss his cock head. Make your mouth a receptacle for his manhood." said Mrs. Hambler as she got down on her knees next to Heather. "Oh yes we are going to make sure that pretty little mouth of yours never talks bad about black men again. Now kiss the head of your masters cock." Heather started to protest but could not stop herself. She held his cock steady and kissed its huge head as Manutto looked down pleased.
"Show the slave girl how to worship my cock with her mouth." Smiling Mrs. Hambler took the cock away from her student and held the shaft at the base, she then took it all the way down her throat, Heather was stunned. Then Mrs. Hambler pointed the cock at Heather. "Please your master." she told her. The young cheerleader moved her mouth towards the shaft in front of her. She had given her boyfriend a blowjob or two but this cock was nearly twice as thick and long. She opened her mouth and had to stretch her jaw to its limit to take it in as a desire overwhelmed her to taste his cum. Mrs. Hambler got up and put on the stereo, a beat of drums started to fill the line. She got behind Heather and began to finger her wet pussy. The beat got faster and faster as she became more and more transfixed taking his cock into her mouth faster and faster. She had to taste his cum! She had to!
After ten minutes her jaw began to ache. Manutto looked down at her and laughed. ?I can hold my cum for hours but I will not be cruel. His eyes rolled up and his body shook then suddenly what seemed like a cup of cum flooded Heather?s mouth, all shyness aside she eagerly swallowed his load and drained his cock.
In the back of her head she was both disappointed and relieved that Manutto would not be able to ?get it up? again to fuck her. She was wrong. To her astonishment within minutes and without touching it his cock was back to its full hardness and then some. It seemed to pulse and throb on its own.
Transfixed Heather was led to the bed. She got on her knees and leaned forward her ass high in the air. Her pussy burned for the big African cock that was about to enter it. She felt the heat from his cock head as it neared her opening, the pressure as it pushed up against her cunt then the slight pain as it slid into her. She knew at that moment that she could never go back to doing white guys again.
Manutto fucked her long and harder than she imagined anyone being able to do so. Soon there was no her, she was merely a receptacle for Manutto?s cock. Finally when she could take it anymore, sobbing, begging him to cum. He smiled and told her soon. He then pushed his cock as deep as he could into her and grabbed her hips so she could not move. Then the impossible happened, she felt his cock start to throb and move around inside her, pulsing and shaking without him moving his body.
He began to chant along with her teacher and soon she was also though she did not know the words. She started to cum and cum and cum as she never had before. Her nipples throbbed and ached as she had one minute long orgasm. Then and only then did he cum inside of her.
The minute he was done the cheerleader turned around, pulling his cock out of her with a wet pop and looking up at him with a real sense of worship begged to clean his cock off. He laughed and told her to do so as he turned towards his wife and told her that this one had potential.
?Yes, she will make great breeding stock.? Heather heard it but did not care she was his slave now.
After she was done cleaning his cock Manutto handed her his cell phone. She called her mom and told her that she was not feeling well and could she pick her up. Manutto stroked her cheek and told her what a good little slave she was.
Heather was dropped off at home in a daze. She thought she had dreamed the whole thing until the next week when she came home to find her mother sucking Manutto?s cock while the incense whiffed up her nose and she began to strip she knew it was no dream.
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