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These are the current parts of Glroy Hole (Parts I - III).  Please note
that Parts I - II are <RP> (reposts) for those who either wanted them
again, or did not get them the first time around.  Subsequent parts to
follow as they are done.

   Enjoy, Bulldog

   Parts IV through ?  to follow.  The Glory Hole, Part III (Chapter 6)

   Warning 1: this story contains material of an adult, sexual nature.  It
is solely fiction, and is meant for an adult audience and is, in no way,
intended for reading by anyone considered as a minor in any area of the
world.  It is also not intended to be read by those residing in any area,
township, state, country, or principality, where the reading and possession
of stories containing sexual content is prohibited.  If you have any doubts
about the legality of either possessing, or reading this story in the place
of your residence, I suggest that you destroy it, immediately, and read no
further.  It might actually be a good idea to wash out your hard drive with
a strong disinfectant and cancel your Internet Service contract, but that
is your personal choice.  All of the characters are solely imaginary and
bear no resemblance to anyone, living or dead.  All other standard
disclaimers apply, as do any non-standard disclaimers, and any and all
disclaimers not (c) by others.

   Warning 2: this part of this story contains references to IR sex, oral,
anal, and older women with younger males.  Additional parts will contain
these, and more.  Each part will be identified, as to the sexual content of
that part.  The character development is over and the action begins in
ernest - no wait, I think this is Hibbing, or someplace other than Ernest.

   The Glory Hole, Part III by Bulldog (Chapter 6) All material (c) Bulldog
200, and as such, may not be reproduced in any form, without prior written
consent.

   Part III Chapter 6

   Ray Purvis was always getting into trouble.  He just couldn't seem to
keep out of it.  All of his life, he was in the wrong place at the wrong
time.  Today was no different.  In Biology class, his homework was only
partially done, and then when Mr Jenkins called on him three times, and he
didn't have the an answer, he knew he was in for it.  Mr Jenkins was
certainly ready to give it to him.

   "Ray, obviously you didn't spend much time on your assignment last
night, did you?"

   "Nah, I was hangin' with some friends and didn't get in till late.  My
old man was in jail again, and we had to go bail him out." The last part
wasn't even close to true, but Ray figured that a white dude, like Mr
Jenkins, figured that all Black fathers, if they were still with their
families, were always in jail.  He used this ruse to get sympathy, but
sometimes it just didn't fly.  This was just one of those times.

   "In jail again, huh.  Well I know your dad, and he's not likely to be in
jail.  He's been the caretaker at the country club for years now, and isn't
the kind to do anything that would land him in jail.  You, on the other
hand, are flirting with that prospect, if you don't get into your classes
and your books!  I hope that your 'friends' aren't planning on you 'hangin'
with them this afternoon, because you're gonna' find yourself in
detention!" "Yeah, whatever you say." Ray scowled, as he slouched in his
desk stretching out his 6'-2" frame.  He was taller than all of the other
boys at Congress Middle School, but that was partially because he'd been
held back a year.  While Ray had the height, he was still physically
underdeveloped.  Underdeveloped in all but one area - his genitals.  Though
only fifteen, his penis was longer than everyone's, even his father.  His
older friends, Clarence and Jamal made fun of it, but Ray thought that they
were just jealous.  It hung limp about 8", but reared to a full 12" when he
was aroused, which seemed much more often lately.  He had become
self-conscious when he showered with the other boys after basketball, or
gym class.  Even the other Black boys only had normal sized dicks. 
Whenever he took off his clothes, he could hear the whispers around the
shower.  Because he was otherwise very thin, he had taken to flaunting his
penis around his classmates.  Until they had seen it, he was the brunt of
many jokes, because of his build.  Even though he was a year older than
most of his classmates, his seeming frailty exposed him to a lot of
ribbing. At least he was starting to fill out a bit, as he'd put on 5
pounds since his physical for basketball.  He only wished that it would all
come sooner.

   Because of his age difference, and the taunting, he was a lot more
comfortable hanging out with Jamal and Clarence, who had moved up to
Jefferson High School last year.  They kidded him, but that was different.
They were all good friends, though they were both sixteen.  Both had taken
to growing mustaches so they would appear even older, but Ray knew they
were just kids, not much different from him.  They still accepted him and
treated him like a little brother, even though he was only a year younger,
and now a grade behind.  Most days they'd stop by Congress and gather him
up to go and hangout.  Sometimes they'd shoot hoops, or just sit around
talking.  Neither Jamal, or Clarence had a car, but sometimes Jamal's
brother would lend them his Chevy to get around town.  Jamal had a
"learner's permit," but hadn't gotten the money together to buy a car. 
Clarence had a driver's licence, but didn't have wheels of his own yet
either.  Most often they'd just ride their bikes around town.

   With basketball season over, they'd been doing more sitting and talking,
and less shooting hoops.  Now his friends had come up with this glory-hole
plan.  It sounded like a crock to Ray, and he really felt that his buddies
were trying to pull one over on him.  After all, who could imagine women
going to an adult bookstore and paying good money to suck some dude off? 
He fully expected to get there, spend an hour in a dark room, and then find
out the joke was on him.  He assumed that Jamal and Clarence would just
crackup after he stood there with his dick in a hole in the wall, but that
was alright.  He'd been the brunt of several of their practical jokes so he
knew how to handle their kidding.  It was still different with the other
boys though.  Now, he had detention.  This wasn't going as planned, but he
figured that Jamal and Clarence would just have to wait for him.  Besides,
it was just a joke they were playing on him anyway.

   Sue Shamansky wished that she hadn't agreed to take Mr Hall's detention
class this week.  Here she planned on rushing back up to the adult
bookstore and replace the toys that she'd used last night.  While she had a
lot more courage concerning going to that part of town and to the
bookstore, she wanted to do it before the plant let out and traffic got
really bad.  She also was still worried about being recognized going into
an adult bookstore, even if all she was doing was getting a gag gift for a
friend, after all.  Now, she would be cutting it really close.  At least
she didn't have to worry about gas today.  She also figured that she could
cut the length of detention and no one would ever know.  She knew that the
students wouldn't tell.  At least she'd have time to grade some papers,
which would mean that she'd have less work to do, when she got home got
home to her wine and to her toys!  She'd been thinking about last night all
day.  On one hand, she was more than a little embarrassed, on the other,
she was pleasantly surprised at how much fun she'd had.  Even now she was
getting a bit excited, just thinking about it.  She was enjoying making
plans for her "date" with Mr Squirmy!

   She was shuffling her papers at Mr Hall's desk as the last of the
detention kids filed in.  She looked at the list of detainees, and noticed
Raymond Purvis' name on it.  "That kid is never going to get out of
Congress at this rate, and that's a damned shame.  He's a gifted athlete,
though a bit thin, and he's a lot brighter than he's given credit for. 
But, as usual, here he comes, the last student into the detention room,"
she observed.

   "OK, boys and girls, listen up.  Even though you've all gotten slips for
an hour of detention, you're in luck.  I've got a ton of papers to grade,
but I also have an appointment to make.  If you're good, and I get these
papers all graded, then you get out of this place a little early.  Now you
can't tell anyone about this arrangement, but then if you get to leave a
few minutes before you're supposed to, there shouldn't be any problem.  Is
that understood?"

   Though elated at the news, none of the kids showed much excitement,
except for Raymond Purvis.  This was one of the first times she'd recalled
him smiling this entire school year.  She'd wondered how he'd take being
kept back, especially since his closest friends, who were a bit older than
he, were going on to high school.  She'd thought about the sensitive talk
Black boy, who'd done well in her classes, but just couldn't seem to get
his homework done, and spent far more time on the basketball court and at
the 7-11 with his friends, than with his studies.  "It's a shame, she
thought, put a few more pounds on him, and he'd probably be a star at
Jefferson.  From there, he'd be able to get a scholarship and probably a
cake-walk through some college as a basketball star.  Who knows, maybe even
to the NBA if he kept growing," she thought.  "Too bad, but maybe there's
still time for him to make something of himself."

   "I assume that all of you have brought your homework with you.  I'd
suggest that you get to that right now.  Remember, if you are all quite,
and I get my work done, we all get to leave early." She went about grading
the papers, and the kids settled down to their activities, whatever they
were.  Sue really didn't care, right now, as all she wanted was to be out
of there and up to the bookstore.  She planned to keep them all for about
45 minutes, but she was pouring through her exams a lot faster than she had
imagined.  It looked like she'd be done in closer to 35 minutes.

   She looked up to notice Raymond looking out the window and glancing at
his watch.  "Bet he's late to meet his friends," she thought.  "If he'd
only commit to his schoolwork like he does to those two guys, what were
their names?  Yes, Jamal White, and Clarence Washington, those were the
boys.  She vaguely remembered Washington, who she'd had in one class, and
had seen White around the campus.  Mr.  Pembroke and Coach Matthews had
been fond of both boys, as she recalled.  Both had played football,
basketball, and baseball, and White had been an accomplished track and
field star for being in middle school.  Yes, they were both at the upper
end of their grade cusps and maybe that accounted for their both excelling
at sports, but at least they had not let those activities affect their
grades enough to be held back.  If only they'd influence Raymond in a
positive way."

   As Ray slouched in his desk, Sue Shamansky couldn't help but notice the
bulge in the boy's trousers.  "Jesus," she thought, "he might be a skinny
guy, but he's certainly got some serious equipment between his legs."

   Even though she was finished grading the papers, and really wanted to
get on the road, she couldn't help stare at his crotch.  The memories of
last night came flooding into her mind and she noticed that she was
actually getting wet, thinking about it.  She'd never once viewed any of
her students as sexual objects - quite the contrary.  Even though she was
right in the middle of raging hormones, she'd never accepted the sexuality
of any of the students.  It just wasn't done.  She had always viewed each
as a sacred entity, asexual, and in a professional light.  Now, for the
first time, she was actually looking at a student's crotch, and having
fantasies.  "What's happened to me?" she thought.

   After a second, she looked up from the boy's crotch, only to make eye
contact with him.  "Oh no, he's caught me," she thought, "try not to let it
show!" But it was too late, as she felt her cheeks begin to flush.  She
couldn't read the expression on Raymond's face, but she was certain that he
could read the one on her's.

   "Uh, OK, class, er...  detention students...  uh, boys and girls, it's
time to leave.  Uh, why not pack up and leave quietly?" Sue stammered, not
totally flushed.  "What have I done?" she thought.  "Not only did I stare
at a student's crotch, I got caught doing it!"

   All of the students gathered up their books and papers, not quite sure
what was going on, but glad to be dismissed early from detention.  As he
had arrive, Ray was the last to leave.  He smiled broadly at Ms Shamansky
as he departed.

   "Uh-oh, he knows exactly what I was looking at," she gasped.  "I can
tell by the look in his eyes.  Well, that's what I get for seeing him as
something other than a student.  Damned me, that ought to teach me a
lesson, or two, but I've gotta go now, or I'll be all night in traffic."

   Chapter 7

   "Where you been, asshole?  We've been waiting for you all afternoon,"
Jamal snapped.

   "Man I had detention.  That bastard Jenkins got pissed and gave me a
slip.  I'd have been later, but Shamansky had something to do, and was in a
hurry to get away from school, so it got cut short.  She had a bunch o'
stuff on her mind today.  I even caught her staring at me real funny.  If I
didn't know better, I'd think the old broad was looking at my dick, man."

   "Yeah, like an old bitch like her'd want something from you, except a
term paper, or something.  You gotta' be dreaming man, she's too old stuff
like that.  Besides, she's a teacher, and you're a student, and a retarded
one, at that!" Clarence howled.  Ray hit him as hard as he could on his
shoulder, burying his bony knuckle deep into the older boy's arm.

   "Ow, whatcha' do that for, man?" Clarence wailed.

   "Man, just because I've been held back, doesn't make me retarded, so
don't go on saying stuff like that.  It's bad enough that you assholes are
at Jefferson, and I'm still at Congress, so you don't need to rub it in,
OK?"

   "Hey, cool it, lil' bro' Clarence didn't mean anything by it.  He's just
jibbing ya' that's all," Jamal added, hitting Clarence on his other
shoulder.  "Now don't be callin' the little bro' retarded or nothing, you
hear?"

   "OK, both of you, chill out, OK?" Clarence said between clenched teeth,
alternating rubbing each shoulder.  "I didn't mean anything by it.  Let's
just get up to the glory hole so Ray can get a bj, OK?  You'd better be
nice to me, or I won't beg my brother for his car, man."

   With a few laughs and some nervous looks from Ray, the boys headed over
to Jamal's house to borrow his brother's car for the trek up to the
bookstore.

   All the way there, the two older boys kept picking on Ray, but also gave
him explicit instructions on what he had to do, once they sneaked him into
the bookstore.  "Now remember, hid in the car, until we've been in there
for a few minutes, then go to the backdoor.  It'll be unlocked and all you
have to do is sneak in, go around the corner to your right and we'll be
back there waiting for you.  The dude won't know how many of us there are,
so there's no problem.  We'll just hang out, until we either get all the
bj's we want, or some of the dudes from the plant show up.  Most of them
don't like 'niggas' in the bookstore, and don't like the idea of a bunch of
boys getting sex, especially from white women, so if they show up, we gotta
split, you hears?" Clarence went on.

   "Yeah, last thing we want is some KKK bastard on our ass, just for a
little blowjob," Jamal added.

   Once at the bookstore, Jamal parked in the rear of the shop, and he and
Clarence went inside, like they planned, while Ray slid down in the
backseat.  He counted to one hundred slowly, then exited the rear of the
Chevy and walked cautiously toward the back door.  Just like his friends
had said, the door was unlocked and he sneaked inside.  It was dark, and
didn't smell particularly good, considering that the bathroom was right
down the hall.  Sure enough, there was an opening to his right, and it led
around behind the wall to the toilet.  Clarence and Jamal were waiting for
him.  Both boys were grinning and pointing to a hole that had been cut in
the wall about 3 feet up.

   "That's it!  That's the glory hole!" Jamal said, grinning broadly. 
"Jes' like we told ya!"

   "Yeah, here's the peephole that we cut, too," Clarence said.  "All we
gotta' do now is be quiet and wait.  There weren't any women in the store,
when we came in and we didn't see any in the cars out front.  I hope we get
some action soon, 'cause we're late and the plant's gonna' change shifts
soon.  Damned, I wish you didn't have no detention today, man.  You know
what I mean?  We'd planned for all of us to get some action, but since we
said you could go first, we'll still let you have it, and if we don't get
any today, there's still other days."

   Sue Shamansky had had to stop by her apartment to pick up her credit
cards, since she'd changed purses that morning and hadn't remembered to
move all of her stuff over.  She was now running behind, but still thought
she could beat the shift change at the plant.  She wasn't sure if she hoped
that the lady from yesterday was there, of if it was someone else.  It was
going to be embarrassing buying another "squirmy," for Sharon, especially
since she had been so naive before.  She couldn't decide if it would be
easier to confide in another woman, that she'd actually found the toy to be
an added element to her masturbatory interlude, or if it would just be
better to walk in, pick up another "squirmy," and get the hell out.  Either
way, she hoped that she'd be able to get in, and out, before the traffic
picked up, and her chances of being seen climbed.

   She pulled into the parking lot behind the store, next to an old
Chevrolet and crept down the ally between the buildings.  She held her
breath at the corner and made a dash for the front door.  With a tinkle,
the bell announced her arrival, and a heavyset man in a sleeveless
undershirt looked up from a small TV set that was mounted below the
counter. "Ya' need any quarters?" he grunted.

   "What," Sue muttered.

   "Ya' need any quarters?  You know, for the peep-show."

   "No...  no I don't.  I only need to pick up one of your toys...  it's
for a friend."

   "A sick friend?" he said with heavy emphasis on the word "sick."

   "No...  no she's not sick - how'd you mean that, anyway?" Sue demanded,
using her most authoritative tone, "It's for a wedding shower, it's a
present.  She's not sick!  It's not like that at all!"

   "No problem.  I was only making a joke.  You know how people say that
they are picking up something for a "sick" friend?  Well I was just making
a joke, that's all.  It's not like I think any of this stuff is sick.  I
mean I make a pretty good living off this shop.  Why if I thought any of it
was sick, like I couldn't own the damned thing, know what I mean?"

   Sue was a little relieved, and also a bit upset that she'd gone off the
way she had.  She reasoned that it was just her embarrassment and nothing
more.  She walked to the display where the lady had gotten the "squirmy"
yesterday, picked up one, and returned to the counter.  She was nervously
looking around the store, hoping that no one would walk in.  "Here, I'll
take this.  This will make a good gag gift for my friend," she said.

   "For your sick friend?" the man said trying to show a gigantic grin. 
"We actually got some of those for real today.  Kinda' like a butcher's
special."

   "Butcher's special?  Real one's?  What are you talking about?" Sue asked
puzzled.  "In the hole, you know, the glory hole, we've got a couple of big
black ones.  Just like that, but without the crank!"

   "I'm not following you.  What are you talking about?  You've got two
black ones, but without the cranks?  Do you mean other black dildos?"

   "No.  Back in our glory hole.  We've got two guys - Black guys.  Would
you like to try the real thing?" he grinned.

   "I'm not following you on this one, sir," Sue was becoming aware of what
the man was talking about , but didn't want to let on that she had ever
been in the shop before, let alone actually looked at the wall with the
glory hole.  "What exactly are you talking about?"

   "In the back, we've got a glory hole.  Today we're featuring a couple of
Black guys in it.  All for your pleasure ma'am, you DO know what a glory
hole is, don't you?"

   "No.  I don't think I do know what a glory hole is," she said, mustering
up as much indignation as she could without seeming overly melodramatic. 
"Just what is a glory hole?"

   "Well, it's a hole - a hole in the wall in the restroom.  Men stand
behind the wall and people go into the toilet.  If they want the services,
they stick their finger through the hole and wiggle it.  The man behind the
wall sticks his, er, his dick...  er, his penis...  through the hole.  Then
the person in the toilet plays with it and does whatever they want with it.
Well, pretty much what ever they want.  It's not like they can go biting
it, or hitting it, or anything kinky, you know.  They usually perform oral
sex, like President Clinton, you know.  They play Monica, er what's her
name?"

   "Lewinsky," Sue said.

   "What?"

   "Lewinsky, that's her name - Monica Lewinsky," she said, as if
correcting one of her ninth graders.

   "Yeah, Monica whatever - they play like her with the President's wang,
er...  his penis.  That's a glory hole.  We charge $25 bucks for its use,
and today we have two Black guys back there for your pleasure."

   "And just what makes you think I'd want a couple of Black guys for my
pleasure?" Sue asked haughtily.

   "Well, you're the one buying a black rubber dong, so I just assumed that
you were interested in that sort of thing.  I didn't mean anything by it. I
didn't mean to get you all mad, or anything.  I was just trying to help
out. That's all.  I was just telling you about our glory hole.  That's all.
No harm done, huh?" he stammered.  "I'm a salesman just trying to keep ma'
customers satisfied.  I didn't mean to rile you.  Look, if it'll calm you
down, you can visit the 'hole and it won't cost you.  Just go take a look.
If nothing else, ya' get to have a peek at a couple of dude's wangs for
free."

   "I'm not sure that I want to be hanging around the toilet in this place.
Especially if there are two Black men hiding behind a wall!" Sue snapped.

   "Look, everything is safe here.  We don't allow any funny business here.
These guys are all checked out...  I vouch for them myself!" he said with
as much dignity as he could muster.

   Sue looked at him, incredulous.  "So, you vouch for them yourself, do
you?  Is there a moneyback guarantee?"

   He smiled, even though it was obvious that there was disdain in her
voice.  "Yeah, if you get to go back there for free, I'll double your
money, if you don't like what you find!" He punctuated his statement with a
leer.

   "OK, I'll go take a look, but I guarantee YOU, that there won't be
anything to charge for anyway.  I'm only going there out of curiosity... 
nothing else.  Where IS the toilet, anyway?" she asked, pretending that she
didn't know her way around the back of the bookstore.

   Go past those pocketbooks and the rack over there, then turn left.  It's
all the way at the end of the hall, past the peep-show booths.

   Sue made her way, once again, past the magazines, dildos and peep-shows
to the toilet.  It hadn't changed since yesterday, except for her
expectations of it.

   "Sh-h-h, someone's coming," Jamal whispered.  "Quick, look out the
peephole!" Clarence and Ray jostled each other, trying to see who was
approaching.

   "Man, let me see.  I'm goin' first, remember, and I don't want to stick
my dick through no hole for some guy!" Ray said, a little too loudly for
Jamal.

   "Hush, man, you gotta' be quiet, stand still and just look out the
fuckin' hole!"

   Sue entered the dingy room and locked the door.  There was a bare 25
watt lightbulb hanging from a twisted strand of wire for the only
illumination in the room.

   Ray stood on his toes, despite his height, and could just peer down into
the gloom.  "Shit!!!!  Fuckin' shit!!!  It's Ms Shamansky!!!  Fuck me,
man!!!  What is this some kind of fuckin' joke?"

   "Shut the fuck up.  What you talkin' about anyway?  You gotta' be quite
dude.  I don't care WHO is in there.  You gotta' be quiet!" Jamal hissed,
becoming a little scared, as the younger boy became more agitated.  "It's
not a joke man.  She just musta' come here on her own.  Isn't she the
teacher from Congress?"

   "Yeah, I remember her.  She's an old lady, right?" Clarence added.

   "Shit, man!  She must be 50.  What would she be doing coming to a place
like this?  She's a teacher...  an old maid teacher.  You means she comes
here to suck people off?" Ray said.

   "I don't know, man, but you better keep it down, before we get thrown
out of here and you get caught back here...  underage and all." Jamal
pleaded.

   "Underage?  You're both underage too.  You just have ID's, man.  Your
asses will be in trouble too!" Ray said with a smirk.

   Tap - tap - tap.  Three gentle tentative knocks echoed on the wall.  The
boys stood in silence, all looking down at the hole that was crotch high in
the partition between them and the school teacher.  Moments went by,
without any of the three even drawing a breath.  Sweat was flowing down all
three boys' foreheads.  They stared at the hole, but nothing.

   Tap - tap - tap.  Again, three gentle knocks sounded on the wall. 
"What're we gonna do man?" Ray whispered.  his voice weak from lack of
oxygen.

   "YOU'RE gonna' stick your dick through the hole, Ray.  That's what
YOU'RE gonna' do!  You get to go first man," Clarence growled.

   "Yeah, you're gonna get a blowjob from your teacher, little bro," Jamal
added.

   "No fuckin' way, man.  I could get expelled for shit like that. 
Besides, she's old, man.  I don't want some old white bitch sucking me
off!"

   "How the fuck you know you don't want some old white bitch sucking you
off, man?  You ain't never had a blowjob before.  You don't know shit. 
Think about it - she's a woman, she's white, and she wants a dick in her
mouth.  Get yours through that hole, or we'll all get thrown out.  Besides,
you'll be gettin' a few bucks for this too," Jamal said.

   "Man, I can't get hard, knowin' that it's Ms Shamansky, who's gonna be
suckin' me.  I mean shit, think about it!"

   "Look Ray, just stick your dick through the hole and let her take care
of it.  She's so old that she probably can't suck it for long.  Just
pretend that it's Nakisha Thomas, or Latiticia Marcus, who's suckin' you.
You gotta pretend man.  Just do it and let it happen," Clarence quipped.

   "I don't know man, a schoolteacher.  Man I don't think I can handle it."
Ray said reluctantly.

   "Man, think about the power that you'll have over her now!  You'll be
getting A's and all.  Hell, they'll probably promote you a grade, so you'll
be with us.  This could be your lucky day, man.  Just stick your dick
through that hole and don't make her wait.  She'll go bitch to the manager
and our asses are grass!" Jamal pleaded.

   Tap - tap - tap.  The knocks were lighter, and even more tentative than
before.

   "OK, OK, I'll do it, but I won't EVER get hard, man.  Not with her
suckin' me off!"

   Slowly, Ray unzipped his pants and took out his penis.  Even soft, it
was still over 8" in length and nearly jet black.  He slowly fed it through
the hole, while Jamal and Clarence pushed and shoved each other to gain
access to the little viewing port they had carved into the wall.

   "Man, move over, let me see!" Jamal ordered.

   "No way, man, I'm here.  Shut the fuck up, before YOU get us bounced.  I
want to see Ray get sucked by the teacher," Clarence said.

   "Man, I'll never get hard no matter how much she sucks," Ray added.

   To her shock and dismay, a very large black penis slowly emerged from
the hole.  Sue gasped, as it inched toward her.  Its weight and flaccid
condition caused it to droop down, out of the hole.  She sat down on the
toilet seat staring at the penis, as it pushed farther through the hole. 
Even in the dim light, she could make out its size and see massive veins on
either side.  It seemed to glisten in the light of the bare bulb.  Sue was
dumbfounded.  She had never seen a penis this large before and was
transfixed by its blackness.  Finally the penis stopped, drooping down from
the hole a full 8 inches.  Sue just stared in amazement.  Not only was the
penis long, but its girth was awsome - a full 2<<" in diameter, and the
veins made it appear even larger.  She could hear rustling behind the wall,
and noticed the penis wagging slightly, as the man to whom this monster
belonged moved around.  Suddenly the penis began retracting.  Sue was
frozen.  She didn't know what to do next, but knew that she didn't want the
penis to pull back into the hole not now!  She slowly reached forward,
placing the tip of her index finger on the soft tip.  The penis stopped its
withdrawl.

   "Hey, what the fuck's she doing?  She's fingering me.  I thought she's
supposed to give me a blowjob!" Ray said.

   "Easy bro' she's just getting used to it.  Go easy man, she'll blow you.
Give her time," Clarence whispered to Ray.  "Just let it hang out for a
bit, then she'll make it hard."

   "No way, man, she's gonna know who I am, and I'm going to get my ass in
a sling, man!" Ray seethed.

   "Hey, stay put, dude," Jamal said, as he held Ray's hips.  "Give her
time.  Clarence, let me see, man, you're getting all the good looks!"

   "OK, just don't let Ray leave.  This is about to get good.  Man this
teacher is gonna' blow one of her students!" Clarence whispered, as he
moved from the viewing hole and let Jamal get a peek.

   "Hot damned, man, she's not bad looking for an old white broad.  I think
I remember her from Congress.  She's put on a few pounds, and the lights
not too good, but yeah, I remember her.  She never taught me, but I seen
her around.  Never suspected she liked to give blowjobs, though!"

   Sue began to trace around the circumference of the head of Ray's penis
with her outstretched finger.  It bobbed a few times, and slowly started to
flare.  As blood flowed into the shaft, it started to lift out from the
wall and the foreskin where Ray had been circumcised started to pull back
and smooth out.  The ridge behind the head was definitely separating now,
and it was beginning to look more and more like a giant black mushroom. 
Sue now brought her thumb into play, as she teased the mighty cock.  She
guessed that it was now approaching 3" at the flare, and was still in shock
at the size of this thing.  She had never dreamed that penises came this
large, except on horses or very large wild animals.  Her breathing was
coming in rapid, shallow bursts and she could feel her face becoming more
and more flush.

   Ray pressed his pelvis harder against the wall, as his dick grew in
size. The thought that he might get into trouble left his mind entirely as
his cock became the focus of his concentration.  "That's it bitch, rub it
good now," he said.

   "Hey man, she's jacking him off, Clarence," Jamal exclaimed, almost loud
enough for Sue to hear, but her concentration was on the giant black dick
sticking straight out from the wall pointing directly at her face.

   "OK bitch, suck him.  Suck him now...  " Jamal commanded.

   "Man, shut the fuck up!  You want her to hear you?  Let her do whatever
she's gonna' do.  You're gonna' get our asses thrown out of here if you
don't shut the fuck up!" Clarence fumed.

   "Yeah, man, this is starting ta' feel good.  Leave her the fuck alone,
man.  You gonna' fuck this up.  I don't care if she blows me or not - this
is feeling good!" Ray grated as he smashed his pelvis as flat with the wall
as he could.  "What's she doing now?"

   "Looks like she's gonna' jack you off man," Jamal said, as Sue began to
cup her hand partially around the girth of Ray's dick.  Her tiny hand
wouldn't quite wrap all the way around.  She slid her hand along the area,
just behind the head, where the foreskin was stretched smooth, and then
back along the shaft, marveling at the veins that protruded on both sides,
and the bottom of this monster penis.  It was soft to the touch, and very
smooth.  Even without any kind of lubricant, her hand slid along its length
without too much friction.  Maybe it was the perspiration, because both
hands were damp, just like her crotch.  "Damned," she thought, "I can't
believe how wet I've gotten.  Just looking at this thing is about the most
exciting thing I've ever done," Sue thought.  "I can't believe how smooth
it is, and how it glistens and shines." Sue licked her lips, because they
had become as dry as her hands and crotch had become wet.

   "Hey man, she's gonna' suck you now," Jamal whispered.

   "Here, let me see," Clarence tugged at Jamal's shirt.  "You been there
long enough.  I wanta' see little bro' get a blowjob, man!"

   Sue paused slightly at the rustling noises from behind the wall.  "Hey,
be still man, she's stopping!" Ray grimaced.  "Be quiet, will you!" Sue
spread her legs slightly, feeling her panties and pantyhose stick to her
crotch.  Oh, how she wished she'd not worn pantyhose today!  She continued
to stroke Ray's dick and she squirmed a little, trying to spread her legs,
as she sat on the toilet seat.  With her left hand, she began stroking her
crotch, but wasn't getting the feelings that she wanted because of all the
cloth between her hand and her pussy.  She bunched up her dress and griped
the waistband of her pantyhose, pulling it down.  She had to struggle with
them four times, before they rolled down to below her tummy.  She raised
first one cheek, then the other, trying to free her buttocks from the
elastic material.  "Damned these pantyhose," she thought.

   Finally, she had succeeded in rolling them to mid-thigh and was able to
spread her legs, against the springy roll of fabric.  She stroked her cunt
through her panties and reached down to put pressure on her clit.  Her
crotch was soaked now, and she was amazed at the sounds that her hand made
on the wet material.  All the while she continued to massage Ray's penis,
hardly missing a beat.

   Sue noticed that the head of the black penis was beginning to leak.  She
ran her finger around the pee-hole, smearing the fluid all over the head.
She was amazed at how slippery this pre-cum was and at the amount.  She
dampened her hand with it and began rubbing the shaft and head with more
pressure, since it now slid better.

   "Hey man, what's she doin' now?" Jamal asked.

   "She's really jackin' him off now!" Clarence informed the other boys. 
"She's also rubbing her pussy!"

   Remembering the episode from the night before with the dildos, Sue
unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her large but firm breasts.  The flesh
pushed slightly over the top of the cups of her bra, which fastened in the
front.  "At least I wore the right bra for this," she thought, unfastening
the clasp, and letting her breasts fall free of the material, which now
hung loosely on top of her chest.  With the dick sticking straight at her,
she grasped both of her breasts and pressed them on either side of it,
holding it firmly between the white mounds.

   "Hey, what's she doin' now?" Ray wailed.

   "Shit, man!  You're fuckin' her tits!" Clarence shot back.  "Man, I've
dreamed of fuckin' a white woman's tits, and you're gettin' to do it. 
Shit, man!"

   "Let me see.  She got nice tits?" Jamal wailed.  "Move your fat ass and
let me see.  I never seen a brother tit-fuck a white bitch."

   Sue mashed both of her breasts around the black penis, rocking back and
forth slightly.  She was sorry that she didn't have a vibrator to put on
her clit, because it took both hands to hold her tits up to the wall, and
she couldn't finger herself.  She leaned forward, as she tried to position
herself where she could hold both breasts with one hand and rub herself
with the other.  As she squirmed, she pressed forward, and Ray's dick
slipped up between her tits, angled right for her face.  He flexed his
knees, so his dick pointed up slightly and so it wasn't bending around the
hole in the wall.

   Sue looked down to see this big black snake pointing right at her,
rising up from between her tits.  As she rocked forward, it came within
inches of her face, retracting to the tops of her breasts when she leaned
back.  She was mesmerized by the wet tip of the thing, oozing pre-cum,
which was allowing it to slid more easily between her pressed flesh.  As
she leaned forward, the friction of her breasts opened the pee-hole
revealing more fluid.  She was amazed at how large the hole actually was.
She imagined that she could get a pencil in it.

   Each rocking motion seemed to bring her face closer and closer to the
thing.  Finally, on one forward movement, she stuck out her tongue and
flicked at the pee-hole as it opened up.

   "Hm-m-m, salty," she thought, as she tasted the fluid that her tongue
had dredged up.  "I don't ever remember a penis tasting that salty before."
Sue had brief reflections of the few times that she'd indulged in oral sex
before.  Once or twice in college, and then with only two of her lovers
since then.  It had never been a big part of her lovemaking and none of her
partners had really ever mentioned it.  She'd seen Deepthroat, when it was
released, and had to laugh at its premise, but other than foreplay, she'd
never really considered giving someone a blowjob.  Now, it seemed like the
natural thing to do.

   On every forward lean now, she ran her tongue around the head, tracing
its circumference.  She wondered if she would be able to get this thing
into her mouth and decided that she'd try, but only the tip.  The thought
of what Linda Lovelace had gone through frightened her.  She also realized
that for however large Harry Reems was, this penis was even larger!

   "Oh man, I can feel her lickin' me!  This is great," Ray said.  "Suck it
baby, suck it!"

   "Give her time, man, she's working up to it.  You're bigger than
anything SHE's ever seen," Clarence intoned.

   "Hey, let me have a look, man, move over.  I want to see Ray get his
fuckin' bj!" Jamal whispered, as he tugged on Clarence.

   "OK, OK, have a look, but be quick and be quiet.  We don't wanta' scare
off this bitch, just when it's gettin' good!" Clarence stepped aside, and
let Jamal take over the viewing port.

   Sue pursed her lips as she rocked forward on the next plunge and let the
tip of the penis press against the "O" she formed.  She was amazed at how
large the head felt against her lips.  As she rocked back, she licked in
some more of the fluid, smacking slightly.

   On each forward movement, she pressed her lips harder and harder on the
tip, allowing it to enter deeper and deeper into her mouth.  She held her
teeth open, and folded her lips over them, so she wouldn't bite, or scratch
the tender skin.  She realized that this procedure would never work,
because her mouth was just too small this way.  On the next dip, she just
opened her mouth as far as she could and forced the dick inside.  She
strained to keep her teeth back and to grip the shaft and head with her
lips.  Her tongue slid along the underside and was pushed flat on the
bottom of her mouth.

   Ray withdrew his penis slightly, as Sue pulled back, and then thrust
forward, when she changed directions.  Sue almost gagged, as he plunged his
dick deeper than she expected.  On the next trip, she was ready for this
extra thrust, and braced herself for it.  Ray was now penetrating the
teacher's mouth with about one-third of the length of his shaft.  He could
occasionally feel her teeth drag along his dick, especially the flare at
the back of the head.  It was an interesting sensation.  Not exactly
pleasant on, but erotic none the less.  He wasn't sure what a blowjob was
supposed to feel like, especially one that came with a tit-fuck as well,
but he knew that he like it.  His initial fear at being discovered and
punished by his teacher had disappeared as the hormones raged and his
libido took over.  Now, the he found the very thought of having sex with Ms
Shamansky was a turn-on.  He'd never imagined her as sexy, or as a sex
object.  As a matter of fact, he'd never had any thoughts of her involving
sex.  It was usually about his homework, or how hard she was on him.  He
probably feared her, because she had the power to keep him back another
year and her classes were some of the hardest that he'd faced that year. 
He was able to do the work, especially since he'd had it all before, but
just didn't have the interest and the homework just didn't get done too
often.  Now, he was feeling something different - a power, that he'd never
felt before.  Here he was, not afraid of this woman - this white woman. 
Instead he was fucking her tits and her mouth.  She was giving him a
blowjob!  It would have been difficult to decide which was the bigger
turnon, the actual sex, or the image of his dominance over his teacher. 
For once in his life he felt like HE had the power.  He imagined himself as
an African king, with a crown and a necklace of lion teeth, with standing
over this older white woman, dressed in safari garb, making her suck his
dick in front of his entire tribe.  As their king thrust his mighty dick
deeper into the white woman's waiting mouth, the tribesmen cheered.

   Just then, the vision was shattered by an explosion of semen from the
king's dick!  Ray realized that the explosion wasn't in his reverie, but
was actually happening.  On the out stroke, he erupted, just as the tip of
his penis cleared Sue's lips.  She could actually feel the surge of fluid
with her tits, but didn't know what was happening, nor did she have time to
do anything about it.  A massive stream of hot cum fired into her still
open mouth.  She recoiled at the unexpected blast, and the next stream hit
her on the nose, splashing onto her cheeks and into her hair.  She grasped
her tits as tight as she could, as if to stop the flow, but she only
managed to change the aim.  The third blast caught her on the left ear and
neck.  She pulled back and the next load was deposited between her breast,
with only a small stream making it up between them, and finding her chin.
She was thoroughly soaked and there was still more cum gushing out.  Her
hands and her breasts were now coated.  Finally, Ray's pulsing climax
stopped, allowing him to catch his breath.  He felt his knees start to
buckle and realized that the only thing holding him up was the grip that Ms
Shamansky had on his dick with her tits.

   Jamal was whooping, as Clarence pulled him back from the viewing hole.
"Wow, man, look at that bitch with all that cum on her face!  Man you hosed
her good, Ray.  Woo-o, I hope she likes that spunk!  Way to go little bro'
that bitch has tasted a Black man's seed, but good!"

   Sue sat back on the toilet, shaken from her experience.  In all of her
limited experiences with oral sex, no on had ever had a climax in her
mouth, much less all over her face.  Matter of fact, no one had ever had a
climax of this magnitude.  Oh, she'd rubbed a occasional man to a climax,
and had gotten a little cum on her hand.  She'd joked about the "wet spot"
on the sheets after a love making session, but this was a blast - in more
ways than one!  She looked lovingly at the giant black penis, still
partially erect, but starting to droop.  What a thrill it had been, rubbing
it between her white breasts, and tasting its juices.  Just then she
remembered the burning sensation between her legs.  "I'm not done with you
just yet," she thought, as she stood up and pulled her pantyhose down
around her knees.  She stepped out of one shoe and removed the hose from
her foot.  Before she put it down on the floor of the bathroom, she quickly
stopped herself and put her shoe back on.  "Oh, I don't want to step
barefooted in this place!" she thought, and did the same with the other
foot.  Leaving her shoes on, she removed her panties marveling at the
amount of liquid in them.  "I thought I had gotten dry with my age," she
mused, "this is like college!"

   Sue gave Ray's a few strokes, but didn't notice much change.  She sized
it up and decided that it would never fit inside of her, regardless of how
wet she was, and it was her clit that needed the attention anyway.  She
stood facing the wall with her legs spread and her knees flexed.  She
grasped Ray's dick and brought its head up against her pussy.  She buried
the tip deep into her hair, and spreading her lips.  The ridge on the top
of the head grated along her clit, much to her delight.  She held him with
her right hand, and spread her cunt lips with her left, allowing the head
of his dick to come into direct contact with her swollen clit.  Sue rocked
back and forth, sawing Ray's dick deep into the skin around her pussy.  The
harder she pressed him into her crotch, the harder he became.

   "Hey man, what's she doing now?" Ray begged.  "What's she doing to me?"

   "Whoa, she's ridin' your dick man.  She's jackin' herself off with your
dick!" Jamal howled.

   Clarence pulled at him, "lemme' see, man, lemme' see!"

   Sue was oblivious to the noises behind the wall, as she rode the
outstretched dick like a broomstick.  Her juices made it slippery going and
it felt great.  Each time that the ridge in the head of Ray's dick ran
across her clit, Sue felt as if a charge of electricity was coursing
between her legs.  She hadn't had feelings this intense in quite a while.

   "Oh God!  Oh shit," she hoarsely whispered.  "Oh shit, yeah!" as she
climaxed.  She clamped her thighs tightly around Ray's penis and squeezed.
Her left hand pinched her pussy lips around his dick, while her right hand
pulled it up against her crotch.  "Oh shit," she whispered and began to
shake violently.

   With all the pressure and motion, Ray climaxed again too, shooting
several streams of cum between Sue's thighs and onto the toilet seat.  Much
of it ran down Sue's legs and into her shoes.  She just stood there on
wobbly legs grasping the giant penis to her crotch, oblivious to all the
cum that had splattered all over her body.

   She let the shrinking penis fall from the grasp of her right hand,
though still pressed her pussy lips tightly with her left.  She steadied
herself against the wall, as she felt the room spinning.  Slowly, she sat
back on the toilet seat, feeling the puddled sperm squish between her
cheeks.  Her breathing was coming in gasps and she was just now becoming
aware of the room.  Her vision stabilized and she realized that the penis
that had brought her such joy was withdrawing back into the hole.  Even as
it shrank and withdrew, she marveled at its size.

   There was some rustling behind the wall, that Sue barely noticed. 
Suddenly, a new penis appeared through the hole.  It too was black, though
not as large.  The new one also wasn't circumcised and Sue noticed how the
head strained against the foreskin.  It looked like it might tear through
at any moment.  More out of curiosity, than passion, Sue reached up and
pressed the foreskin back.  It was as tightly drawn as it looked, and she
had to grasp it with her circled hand.  She slowly slid it back to expose a
head, that was amazingly bright pink, unlike the dark chocolate shaft, and
foreskin.  Though this penis wasn't the size of the first, it was quite a
bit larger than she had ever seen before this afternoon.

   "I guess what they say about Black men and the size of their organ is
true.  They ARE larger," she thought.  "No wonder the women in the old
South sneaked out with the slaves."

   Sue had never given much consideration to interracial sex before, but
with the sexual events of the last two days, she was starting to find the
idea alone highly erotic.  She had observed mixedrace couples since
grad-school, and had never really thought much about it.  The subject
wasn't one that had been brought up in her house.  She suspected that her
father would never have approved of such a thing.  While he wasn't exactly
a bigot, he wasn't what one would call liberal, either.  Sue remembered
looking at some of the Black athletes in college, but they all seemed to
stay with their own races, and hardly ever mingled.  She had gone to
graduate school in Boston, and things were a lot looser there.  She had
never seen a Black man as a particularly strong sexual object, but things
were starting to change.

   Sue gently began sliding the foreskin up and down the shaft.  It seemed
that with each motion, the penis grew a little, but maybe it was just the
additional firmness that she felt in her hand.  She held out her tongue and
flicked lightly on the tip of the pink head, tracing the pee hole from the
bottom to the top.  As she did, the penis stiffened even more.  She began
licking in circles around the foreskin, especially on the bottom of the
head.  Each contact with her tongue brought a quiver from the penis. 
Pre-cum was starting to leak from the tip and Sue flicked it away with her
tongue, tasting it, and marveling that she was starting to get aroused
again.

   Usually in her love making, such as it had been over the last few years,
she was good for only one episode a night.  While she had no problem
climaxing, they were really pretty mundane.  She'd decided that she must be
starting into menopause, and that she just wasn't as sexually active as
some people her age.  The last two days had proved her wrong - very wrong.
She had had the two most intense climaxes of her life, first with the
"squirmy" and then with the giant black penis between her thighs.  Now she
was starting down the road to another climax and it too was going to come
from a Black man's cock.

   Sue formed a circle with her lips and slowly pressed the new penis
between them.  She didn't have to hold her mouth too tightly, as the size
alone applied enough pressure to the white teacher's lips.  At first, she
only took in the head, allowing the bunched foreskin to rub her lips.  She
had never handled, much less sucked, on an uncircumcised penis, and the
sensation was intriguing to her.  She pulled from the back of the shaft
toward the head, bunching up the foreskin as much as she could, then
inserted her tongue beneath the ring of flesh, probing around the ridge at
the back of the flared head.  She was amazed at how erotic this new penis
was.  While not nearly so large, it offered some new experiences for her.
Sue was sorry now that she'd never experienced an un-cut cock before.  She
was also sorry that she'd never experienced interracial sex, either.

   "How can I be finding all this so wonderful?" Sue wondered.  "Here I am
an middle-aged schoolteacher from the Midwest sucking off a Black man in a
glory hole, after having just masturbating one between my thighs!  I ought
to be home grading papers, and preparing my lesson plans, not giving blow
jobs to people I've never met - hell, that I haven't even seen.  This is
the kind of thing that Lily Gottenhammer and her horny friends would do -
not ME!  Never ME!  Never!  "Oh God, this is so sexy...  " 

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