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These are the current parts of Glroy Hole (Parts I - IV). Please
note that Parts I - III 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

This story is a work of fiction. No person in it exists - beyond
the writer's warped imagination. This story contains material of
a VERY sexual nature and is not suitable for reading by most
people. If you are younger than 21 years of age, live in any sort
of repressive environment, household, township, city, county,
state, nation, or universe - stop reading, and delete all files
(including this one) from you HDD (hard drive)! There are even
sexual encounters that will make all but the most hardened
readers blush, gag, and run for the toilet. Things happen, that
would never (wink-wink) happen in real life... in suburbia... in
America... or any place else, for that matter. 

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Notice: this material is   The Bulldog 2001/2002 and may not be
reproduced without specific written permission for any use, what
so ever, except: to read and enjoy, to read, crumple and throw
away repulsed, or to save in order to read later. You may NOT put
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If you are old enough, live in just the right places, can stomach
stories of a wild and crazy sexual nature, then read on, and I
hope you enjoy. The Bulldog - the_bulldog@newsguy.com 


 Part III (Chapters 6 - 7)
 
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
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principality, where the reading and possession of stories
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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 IR sex, and oral sex
between an older woman and younger males.. Additional parts will
contain these, and more. Each part will be identified, as to the
sexual content of that part. 

 
The Glory Hole, Part III by Bulldog (Chapters 6 - 7)
All material (c) Bulldog 2001/2002, 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 money-back 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?" Clarenceadded.

"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 doingnow?"

"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 mixed-race
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
of the 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.

Sue was rubbing her breasts through her blouse, trying to get it
unbuttoned. One hand was occupied with the shaft of the penis,
and she fumbled for the buttons. Once it was open, she wasted no
time finding her nipples through the fabric of her bra. They were
almost ripping the material. She pinched and pulled at them,
enjoying each tug. She dug into the cup and freed her left
breast, which hung over the bunched fabric. Though it was
awkward, she then freed the other breast, and pulled her blouse
back from them. As she sucked and stroked, she played with her
nipples until they were almost sore. Then her hand found her
soaked crotch.

Sue was astounded at the moisture. Her own juices were ample, but
now they were mixed with Ray's cum and she was practically
dripping. Her fingers found her clit and she began to rub it in
long strokes that began between her swollen lip and continued
almost up to her navel. She knew she wasn't long from another
climax.

"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 masturbated 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... "

Sue held the black penis in her hand, and pressed her lips
tightly around the uncircumcised foreskin. She pushed the penis
into her mouth, while holding the foreskin, forcing the tip to
become exposed. Slowly she licked around the underside of the
exposed tip. The foreskin had massed around the shaft and now
filled her lips. She continued licking the tip and pulling the
shaft, while holding the foreskin stationary. She could tell that
this was exciting the man behind the wall, because the tip of his
penis began to drip and she felt it stiffen even more. She
increased the speed of her licking and stroking.

While still holding the penis, Sue backed away slightly, so she
could see this un-cut organ. She paused in her assault on her
clit. Its head was glistening and much pinker than the
surrounding skin, from what she could see in the dim light of the
toilet stall. The previous penis had been an ebony color all
over, this one was slightly two-toned, with more of a chocolate
colored shaft and the much lighter colored head. She examined it
all the while stroking it. She pulled her hand almost to the end,
dragging the foreskin toward her, until the tip was almost
covered again, then slowly slid her hand toward the unseen groin,
exposing the tip fully. Hungrily, she launched her face back
toward the black phallus. With a few quick strokes, she felt the
bottom of the penis swell, and a rope of seaman shot into her
mouth. She gaged a bit, at first, then began swallowing, as fast
as she could. She continued to pump the dick with her hand, while
she greedily sucked the Black seed down her throat. She could
hear the man's hips banging on the other side of the wall, as he
thrust toward her waiting lips. Just the sound alone seemed sexy.
She imagined a tall muscular Black football player banging his
pelvis against the wall, while she sucked his dick. The image in
her mind brought her to the edge. She increased the frequency of
her stroking, her sucking, and her flicking her tingling clit.
Suddenly, she squeezed her clit and cunt lips between her fingers
and forced her thighs together. "Oh God! That was fantastic," she
thought. Finally the thrusting stopped,  and she slowed down her
stroking, being content to just lick the tip.

     As she flicked the tip with her tongue, she felt it start to
contract back into its foreskin. "What a turn-on," she thought.
"I hope I find some more like THAT!" Sue reluctantly let the
shrinking cock go, watching as the man retracted it back through
the hole.

"Hey man, it's my turn," Clarence squealed, pulling Jamal from
the hole. Jamal just stood there, his flaccid dick in his hand.
"Let me at this bitch."

Clarence was larger than Jamal, but smaller than Ray. His dick
was circumcised, like Ray's, but was a lighter chocolate color.
He had been stroking it, while he waited his turn, so he was
ready to go.

Sue had now partially collapsed onto the floor, her breasts still
hanging out over her bra, and her skirt pulled up around her
waist. There was a trace of cum running out of her mouth between
parted lips. She looked up through a fog and saw a new penis
inching its way through the hole.

"My God, there're more of them. How long will this go on? How
many more can there be?"

Sue studied the new penis. It was similar in shape to the first,
though much lighter, and not nearly as long. It was circumcised,
like the first one too. The color seemed to be about the same as
milk chocolate, not like licorice, or the bitter-sweet chocolate
look of the other two. She reached up slowly to touch it. At her
touch, the slight bit of bend snapped out of it. She could see
that the tip was already quite wet, like the man had been
masturbating while waiting his turn. Sue wondered if he'd had a
climax yet, or if he'd been able to see her, as she worked on the
two previous dicks. Considering her state of arousal, it really
didn't matter. She had never done anything even remotely like
this before; the previous night's session with the dildos being
the closest thing to an exception in her life. She also had never
been this sexually aroused, either. Nothing she'd ever done had
turned her on more. Every inch of her body seemed charged and the
thought that she was bringing sexual gratification to three men,
none of whom she'd ever even met, was an even greater turn-on.
She'd never considered herself very sexy. Even in college, she'd
been a bit on the heavy side, and though she pledged one of the
more active sororities, she'd spent far more time in the house
studying, than fraternizing. She dressed well, but had never done
so in a provocative manner. Nearly all of her sexual encounters
had been with boys who she had met through academic aspects of
school, and then one thing led to another. Even the men in her
life over the last fifteen years had come from scholastic
backgrounds and she had even met most of them at work, or at the
library, or some other non-sexual venue. Hell, she'd never even
been to a "singles bar," if you discounted the time she
accompanied some of the teachers to a nightclub for a
"bachelorette party." This was certainly the wildest that she'd
ever been.

Sue took the new penis between her lips and started playing with
the head with both her lips and tongue. She ran her hand up and
down along the shaft and began sucking the tip, while bobbing her
head. She was kneeling in pools of her own juices and the cum
from the previous two dicks. With her free hand, she reached down
an began to rub on her clit again. Oh God that still felt good!

To her surprise, the man whose dick she was sucking seemed to be
pulling away. Because his dick was smaller, and was already
pretty wet, he slipped from her grasp and almost retracted
entirely into the hole. Sue looked at the retreating penis, when
to her amazement, it erupted in a torrent of cum that hit the
teacher on the lips. The penis pushed back through the hole and
came to within an inch of her face, when another stream of hot
cum shot at her, hitting her cheek and splashing into her hair.
The dick was shaking and shooting, and Sue frantically rubbed her
swollen clit trying to cum, herself, before the penis quite
shooting. With a little tremble, Sue rocked forward resting her
face against the still cumming penis, as her final climax quickly
passed. It hadn't been the magnitude of the others, but was fun
never the less

The chocolate penis retracted, and Sue caught a last glimpse of a
large drop of cum hanging from the tip. Then came the knock on
the door.

"Hey, what's taking you so long? Other people want to get in
there, you know!" came a woman's voice, each word punctuated with
a rap on the door.

"OK, OK, just a second," Sue hoarsely gasped. "Just give me a
second, OK?"

She quickly began wiping her face, and re-arranging her clothes.
Her hair was a mess. She tried to wipe up the cum, but only
seemed to mess up her hair even more. She patted it back into
shape, and straightened her skirt. Her blouse was covered with
wet spots. "Come on, you've had all night in there! People are
waiting, you know!"

"Yea, just a second," Sue whispered, shocked at how flushed she
was. Even by the dim light in the bathroom, it was obvious that
she'd had quite an encounter. Either that, or had been repeated
mugged!

Sue opened the door, and pushed past the lady standing there.
Luckily the light in the hallway was even dimmer than in the
bathroom. The other lady pushed past her, not even bothering to
look at her, which was all the better. Sue heard the lock click
on and heard a pounding on the wall. She was too embarrassed and
in too much of a hurry to stick around, but could hear the woman
saying something behind the door. Sue patted her skirt completely
down, and checked the buttons on her blouse and ran for thedoor.

As she was getting into her car, she thought about the woman who
had rushed past her. Sue was certain that she was the wife of one
of the bank presidents, who was on the School Board. She knew
that she's seen her at a few events, and had also seen her
picture in the society section of the paper. Yes, she was
absolutely positive that the lady was Sally Bartholemew, wife of
one of the socially prominent members of the town's banking
community. "Damned, all social strata, I guess," Sue mused, as
she drove toward the highway.

"Glad she wouldn't know me from Adam!" Sue thought. 


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