This story provides some background information to one of my other stories, "Innocence Lost." While they can be enjoyed as two separate stories, one might want to read that one as well.
The story begins here.
Marcus Taylor knew at an early age that he was special. He didn't know his father and, unfortunately, his mother was killed by a stray bullet during one of the many drive-by shootings in his poor, black ghetto neighborhood. Fortunately, for him, his aunt, Rita, took a personal, special liking to him and raised him as her own child.
There was a very special reason why Rita liked her sister's happy little black baby. The first time that she changed his diaper, she realized that he was 'gifted.' For a little tyke, he was already hung like a black stallion. When he was restless, Aunt Rita would lovingly stroke his soft black cock to hardness and bring him off. Afterwards, little Marcus would sleep like a baby. A year later, Aunt Rita lost her own baby but, as she was still lactating, she let little Marcus suckle the mother's milk from her swollen teats. The additional nutrition and other benefits from the healthier mother's milk really helped with his superior physical development and his outstanding athletic prowess later on the football field.
There were many nights when Aunt Rita and the strapping black youngster both fell asleep together in her bed. That continued for many years, even past his earlier, developmental years.
When he was older, Aunt Rita took him under her wing and taught him about pleasing and satisfying a woman. Her training and experience paid off in spades, maybe I should say pussies. Not only could Marcus satisfy her own needs but he serviced many of her friends as well. Marcus soon became the consummate lover. Because he was tall and well built, it made it even easier for him to seduce many unsuspecting females. Later in life, he would still get into her bed and service her whenever he visited his Aunt Rita.
While he was still fairly young, Marcus had his first taste of white meat and he liked it very, very much. A bleeding heart liberal white woman wanted to save the world and help the poor black populace by teaching their black children in their dilapidated schools. She wasn't all that pretty but she was still attractive and she was white. Mrs. Young asked Aunt Rita if little Marcus could come out to the family farm one weekend. Mrs. Young wanted to show her little black charge the countryside that he had never seen before.
What she didn't know was that very first night in her country home; Marcus visited her bed that evening. The unsuspecting Mrs. Young didn't know what hit her. She thought that it was her husband who had returned early from an out-of-town trip and wanted sex upon his return. The bed sank from his weight and she felt his searching hand on her bottom, then between her legs.
The next thing that she knew he was between her legs licking at her pussy. She gasped when she saw in the moonlight that it wasn't her husband but young Marcus who was expertly pleasing her. The flood of sexual emotion washed over her body like a tsunami. The black boy suckled on her breasts as his big black cock probed her tight pussy and found her 'G-spot.' That was the first of his many experiences with white women.
The black youngster did very well in school under the expert tutorage of Mrs. Young. Rachel Young taught English and taught little Marcus very well. Fortunately for Rachel Young, this was before the time, like now, when female teachers were getting into serious trouble by sleeping with their young students. There still exists a double standard about male teachers preying on the young female students and the female teachers with their male students. While both are essentially statutory rape, female teachers could impart a special tutoring with their more than eager boys willing to learn the 'art' and language of love.
Marcus was a quick study. Rachel Young told him what women liked to have done to them and the young black student was eager to learn more about love and pleasing women. Mr. Young enjoyed watching his wife with the black youngster. These were the days before video cameras but Mr. Young bought an 8mm movie camera to film his wife's indiscretions with her Negro student. There were several like-minded liberal friends of hers that also were involved in the little black stud's intensive training. If Marcus wasn't in Mrs. Young's bed at night satisfying her, he was enjoying the attention from one of her liberal white friends. Many of the husbands watched him in action between the legs of the pretty white wives as they jacked themselves off.
By this time, Marcus was a teenager and was finding pretty white girls on his own. Actually, the pretty young things flocked to him due to his athletic prowess. He was the star receiver and was crowned 'Homecoming King' his senior year. Marcus fucked his pretty blonde 'Homecoming Queen' that evening. It was quite ironic that he was not only her first Negro lover but that she was a virgin when he took her three times that night in the back seat when he 'christened' her father's new Lincoln as it was President Lincoln who freed the Negro slaves. It was a pretty messy job to clean up the car but he enjoyed doing so. Her daddy wasn't so pleased when his precious blonde daughter had a strapping black baby boy nine months later. Her daddy disowned her but it was her mother who took care of the little black baby. The former Homecoming Queen ended up marrying one of her black professors at the northern liberal arts college she attended and had many more black babies. After her first experience with Marcus, white boys just could not compare in the sexual department.
Marcus joined the debate team in high school as one of the pretty blonde teachers was the team's sponsor. Between all of his many athletic obligations, he still found time to be one of the debate team's stars. The teacher, Mrs. Julie Peacock, worked endless hours helping Marcus to hone his debate and speaking skills. She was a very devoted Christian and invited Marcus to attend church with her as her husband was always out on the golf course on Sunday morning. It was not unusual for Julie to fix her black student a special Sunday meal for him to enjoy after attending church with her. Actually, Marcus really enjoyed being around the pretty blonde Mrs. Peacock but his big black cock would ache for hours at an end after leaving her home before her husband got home.
One of the other special benefits of going to church with the lovely Mrs. Peacock, besides seeing her dressed in her Sunday finest and her looking absolutely smashing, was that the Preacher's pretty brunette wife took a special liking to the young black man. She felt that it was her calling to provide restitution to the oppressed black slaves at the horrible hands of the terrible white master by offering her body and soul to him. Marcus took it lock, stock and barrel. After spending the afternoon with his pretty blonde debate teacher, he went over to the Preacher's house for the remainder of the afternoon where the Preacher's Wife would welcome him with open arms and open legs. The Preacher's Wife even organized a group of church ladies who thought like she did and shared his 'gifted' talent with them. Those women eager for his big black cock just about wore him out. Thankfully, his superb athleticism provided his needed stamina. If there had been an Olympic category for fucking, Marcus would have won all of the gold medals for his sexual prowess. Some of the husbands got very made at their wives when they later had a black baby but others welcomed the new baby as their own. He received many presents from this group of pretty white wives for the 'special' services that he provided behind the secrecy of their bedroom doors.
Marcus still had not seduced his debate team sponsor. The 'Silver-tongued Devil' could talk the panties off of almost any girl or woman he wanted but not the beautiful blonde Mrs. Julie Peacock. While he was fucking one of the other pretty white teachers or the wife of one of the football coaches, Marcus would dream and think of Mrs. Julie Peacock. He had an obsession with the pretty blonde wife and teacher.
One Saturday evening, Marcus invited her to the opening of a new jazz club downtown. He was mildly surprised that she accepted his offer. Her husband was away on business and would be gone out of the country for the next week. Marcus picked up his pretty teacher in the older model black Cadillac's that one of the lady friends of the Preacher's Wife had passed down to Marcus when they bought a new one for themselves.
Mrs. Peacock looked lovelier than ever when she answered the door. She had never dressed like this for either church or school. It was clear to Marcus that the beautiful blonde teacher wanted to party tonight. As she kissed him on the cheek, he smelled her sweet perfume and the fragrance of her freshly-shampooed hair. His big black cock was raring to go as it tented his tight pants.
Julie invited her black student in and said, "Do we have time to have a drink before we go?"
"Of course, we do, Mrs. Peacock. My time is your time," he replied smoothly. He knew where this evening was headed by the look in her pretty blue eyes.
Marcus helped himself to one of her husband's expensive imported beers while she poured herself another glass from an already half-gone bottle of white wine. "Is the bottle half full or half empty?" he pondered the rhetorical debate question. He planned on helping himself to her cuckolded husband's most procession later that night.
The jazz club was on the other side of town where most white women fear to tread. With Marcus leading the way, it was like the black wolf leading the naive, little white lamb to her own slaughter.
The smoky club was dimly lit but Julie could see the other white women with their black escorts. There were even several white couples with a black man sitting at the table with them next to the white woman. This must be more common than she had ever thought. It made her tingle between her legs just thinking about how forbidden and taboo it was to be alone at a night club with a virile young black man.
The jazz was very good. Julie enjoyed jazz as she had a collection of records and tapes. She remembered her father getting very made at her in college when she brought home a black guy to meet her parents. Her father vowed to disown her if she ever again dated a Negro. Julie was badgered into giving up her black boyfriend and ended up marrying her husband. She had always regretted that her father forbade her from seeing black men.
There was a small dance floor at the club. It quickly filled up with interracial couples. Marcus took Julie's hand and led her onto the crowded floor. There were so many people dancing that Julie couldn't help but bump up against he black partner. Marcus took the pretty blonde wife into his strong black arms and pulled her closer to him. Their loins touched and Julie could feel his mighty African cock straining in his pants and rubbing up against her firm tummy. She secretly prayed that he was as large as he felt as her own husband could not satisfy her properly with his little pathetic white penis.
Julie had another glass or two of wine before asking Marcus to take her home. After he got her home, the time was now or never. He parked his black caddy around back and took her keys from her hand. He opened the back door and led his pretty blonde prey to the bedroom that she shared with her husband. Julie tried in vain to resist his ever pressing advances but the proud African warrior would not be denied his beautiful blonde princess tonight.
They kissed as Marcus expertly unzipped her dress. He had done this same thing many times before with many other white women. Julie's defenses where down due to her own frustrated sexual needs and the quantity of wine that she had drunk. His strong back fingers quickly found the snaps to her brassiere then sliding the straps off of her smooth white shoulders. Julie moaned softly when his thick black lips teased one of her nipples with his teeth. He suckled on her beautiful twin orbs like a baby searching for his mother's milk.
"I want you to go down on me first," she heard Marcus say. She froze at his words as her own husband had said the very same words on many an occasion. Julie had refused her own husband time and time again from performing fellatio on him. Now she was kneeling half-naked like a beautiful blonde goddess worshipping her new black god's manhood.
Julie's slim fingers fumbled nervously at his belt and zipper. He wasn't wear and underpants and she gasped when his fully erect black cock came into sight for the very first time. She had heard that black men were larger but never got the chance before as her daddy made her stop seeing black boys in college. Marcus was huge and very hard. He was at least twice as large as her own husband, maybe even three times the size. Julie instinctively knew what to do as her fire engine-red lip-sticked lips parted as her tongue darted out and swirled around the massive black, one-eyed monster. Julie was mesmerized by his swollen black organ between his muscular black legs. She was about to play the black skin flute for the very first time. She would learn to play it very well.
Marcus had to restrain himself as he just about shot his thick dark wad into her sweet and mouth but he had other thoughts for this pretty blonde wife and teacher. He reached downed and easily picked her up and placed her at the edge of the king-bed. He pushed her dress up around her trim waist. Julie raised her hips to allow him to slide her dampened panties down her firm thighs. She opened her legs invitingly as his head went to the source of all womanhood. His beautiful blonde teacher gasped aloud as his tongue found her throbbing clitoris. She had never experienced anything like this with her own husband. Once again, she had denied her husband the pleasures of performing cunnilingus on her as she thought that it was just too dirty of a thing for her own husband to do. Now a black man was between her legs and 'servicing' her like she had never been serviced before. Julie moaned out another orgasm.
The young black stud was much larger than her own husband but he took his time with her and knew not to rush things too much. He had been the first black lover for many white women and most were just another notch on his long list of conquests. Tonight, this was much different. He had longed for the chaste and faithful blonde wife for so long that his cock ached whenever he thought about her and that was quite often.
Now he was between the legs of the beautiful blonde woman that he had lusted over for so long that it was hard for him to believe that this was really, really happening. Likewise with Julie. She had been close to him for so long and felt his strong animal magnetism pulling her legs apart that she finally gave into her basic instincts and sexual needs. Whenever Marcus was over, her pussy would drool with her feminine juices. She knew that the Preacher's Wife had been fucking her young black student for quite some time now and even sharing him with several of her other horny white friends. Now Julie was experiencing the black man's many talents for herself. His huge ebony manhood was further up her vagina than she had ever imagined and it made her feel so fulfilled as a woman and highly sexual being. Marcus released the true woman in Julie as he released her pent-up sexual arousal. Her silky blonde pussy hair intermingled with his course, kinky, black cock hair in complete harmony like the black and white ivory keys of a fine piano.
Marcus 'seeded' his beautiful blonde debate teacher and wife many times that beautiful night of nights. She finally fell asleep that fateful night in his strong black arms. Needless to said, she didn't get up that next morning and go to church like she thought she needed to. Julie and her black lover lay in bed fucking all morning. She didn't want to but she let him fuck her in her tight butt. Julie really squealed when the tip of his massive head parted her nether ring for the very first time. He bit her on the neck before twisting her head cruelly to kiss her fully on her sweet mouth as one of his strong black hands massaged her breasts as the other one fingered her quivering clitoris. He took it slowly as he worked his massive length and breath up her back passage. Soon he had the pretty blonde wife humping herself against his big black cock. Her own husband never ever got the chance to do that to her.
Julie was his completely and thoroughly his now and he took full advantage of that.
Marcus spent many a night alternating between the beds of Mrs. Julie Peacock and Mrs. Young or one of her friends. Some of those women were jealous of his bedding another woman but most took it as just another plaything in their locker full of toys.
Mr. Peacock never found out that his lovely blonde wife was fucking a nigger on the side. If he had, he would have not only killed the nigger rutting between his wife's lovely legs but he would have killed the nigger-cock loving, cheating bitch as well. It was good, then, that Julie had an early abortion for her husband's sake instead of having the black baby that she so desperately wanted and needed.
The star black football athlete got a full scholarship to the University of Alabama. While Marcus could charm the panties off of almost any girl or woman he wanted, there were still a number of white fraternity boys who didn't want any upstart nigger sullying their pure white women. One fraternity was particularly racist. Marcus made a sport of fucking the fraternity boy's pretty white girlfriends and fiancées. He was set up by one girl, however, and her boyfriend and several of the fraternity brothers made an example out of him by beating within an inch of his life. They had even tied Marcus up naked to a tree and whipped his back and buttocks until they bled. Fortunately, one of the other girls found out what happened to Marcus and cut him down. She took him back to her apartment and nursed him back to health. He still had the scars from the horrible whip lashing but at least he had fucked that conniving little blonde bitch before her boyfriend 'rescued' her. Marcus liked hearing her squeal when his big black cock tore into her here-to-for protected Confederate, sweet white pussy and shot a potent load of his dark seed deep into her white belly. Marcus would be her reminder that the South lost the war when she delivered a black baby boy nine months later much to the demise of her white fraternity boyfriend.
Marcus had already made his mark in English, so it was just a matter of time that he moved in with his pretty English professor and her wimp of a husband. She was married to another English professor who also specialized in African culture and history. Her husband was usually there whenever Marcus serviced his horny little wife. Her husband would sometimes guide the big black cock to his wife's waiting pussy but Marcus would never let him go beyond that. After all, Marcus was a ladies man; he was definitely no faggot! Her husband wanted to suck the black thick cock but Marcus wasn't into that scene. Marcus did let her husband clean up the thick, messy goo from her sloppy pussy from time to time as the wife would lick the remaining cum off of the big black cock. Marcus would then have a go at his pretty blonde English teacher one more time.
The star football athlete helped the Crimson Tide win many footballs games. While some of the white players didn't like the idea of socializing with a 'nigger, ' they did like to wine football games. Even the alumni liked Marcus. Where ever he went, proud University of Alabama alumni were sticking hundred dollar bills in his pockets. He also got many a pretty panty stuffed into his jeans especially after one of Crimson Tide's many glorious wins. Even Marcus was surprised how many of the alumni's white wives were openly soliciting his professional 'services.' Evidently, they wanted to win more than they wanted to keep their wives away from big black cock.
Marcus went to one private alumni party after Alabama's win over Auburn which was their arch-rival. It was a one of the wealthy Alabama alum's mansion in one of the suburbs outside of Birmingham. The booze and the cocaine were freely flowing. His 'date' for the night was the pretty blonde wife of one of the Auburn alums. The bet was made that the trophy wife had to bed the black star of which ever team won. While both of the betting Alabama and Auburn alumnus were older, their wives were the epitome of beautiful, blonde trophy wives. The pretty Auburn wife had even been Miss Alabama just a few years before. Her pretty blue eyes flew open wide when she got her first look of what was in store for her that evening. The powerful and wealthy Alabama alum had to laugh at his Auburn rival's stunned face when he saw the monster black cock that his beautiful blonde wife was about to take. The Alabama alum even had it videotaped so he could rub it into the Auburn's face anytime he wanted to. Besides, Marcus and the timid white, beautiful Auburn trophy wife made a pretty damn good amateur interracial video.
Everybody, even the cuckolded Auburn husband, hooted and hollered when the huge black cock first violated the tight, blonde, seemingly-virginal pussy of the beautiful blonde southern womanhood who had been placed high up upon the unreachable virginal pedestal, previously unavailable to lowly niggers like Marcus. Now he would show not only the pretty little thing that was struggling in vain beneath his rutting body but to also show to all of the whites that were there that evening, the proud African manhood that was his rightful heritage.
After his powerful performance on the loveseat with the Auburns alum's beautiful, blonde trophy wife, Marcus got many more offers of white pussy that he could service. He was now even more in demand in the white woman's bedroom than he ever was as a black football player on the field winning for Alabama.
Once again, not all of the husbands of the pretty white wives liked the idea of a nigger rutting between the inviting legs of the wife that was previously reserved only for the white 'Master.'
A couple of the angered white husbands banded together and paid to have Marcus savagely beaten and both of his legs cruelly broken with a sledgehammer. Marcus had been high on the list to be drafted by the pros in the first round but with two broken legs, his professional football dreams were shattered with a powerful blow of the fateful hammer.
Marcus was out of commission for several months as his legs were in full casts but that didn't keep his pretty white English professor from nursing him back to health. She would relieve his sexual tensions by stroking and sucking on his massive black cock just like his Aunt Rita used to do.
Marcus was able to graduate from college on time but his future professional football career had been taken away from him by revengeful white husbands. He would never play football again. Marcus vowed right then and there that he would never let a white jealous husband keep him from taking the precious little white wife's heart, soul and pussy. Like a modern day Johnny Appleseed, he planned to sow his wild dark seed into many an unsuspecting white womb. He would show those white bastard husbands who the real boss man was around these parts!
After graduation from college, Marcus was able to get a teaching certificate as well as become a high school assistant football coach. He taught his first love, English, whenever he wasn't coaching his second love, football.
The mainly white high school where he accepted a teaching and coaching job certainly didn't pay as well as a lucrative professional football career might, but Marcus was quite content. He knew he had to steer clear of all the pretty little white co-eds in his English class as he was their teacher, even the ones who were eighteen and not jail bait. They liked to flirt their new-found sexuality in the face of authority with their short little mini skirts and bare legs. There were many times Marcus wanted to show the little girls his big black monster but he knew he would lose all that he had worked so hard for. It was a written rule that teachers, male or female, could not prey on their students without getting fired. That didn't stop Marcus from 'fucking' around. There were many pretty white teachers at this school, not to mention the pretty white little mothers of his students or the sexy spouses of the other male teachers. They were all fair game to him and he knew how to 'play' the game very, very well. Marcus especially liked to find those pretty, little white 'Mothers I like to Fuck, ' also known as 'MILFs, ' and give them something that their pathetic white husbands couldn't give them; big black cock!
As one of the new teachers, he was assigned an older, established teacher as a mentor to help him along with his lesson plans and other teaching techniques. The English Department Chairman assigned the very pretty, as well as fairly young, Mrs. Miriam Smith to be his mentor and his guide though his first year of teaching. Marcus had to laugh to himself when he first met the beautiful, blonde blue-eyed Mrs. Smith. It was like the proverbial fox guarding the hen house. He knew that sooner or later, he was going to fuck the very pretty and very fuckable Mrs. Smith. Man, she looked pretty hot and tempting. His other head got bigger just thinking about the beautiful blonde teacher.
It was only a matter of time for him to charm the panties off of her and have his big black cock stuck between her blonde loins.
Miriam was very popular at the high school where she taught English, not only with the students but also with the other teachers and staff. There was a new black assistant football coach, Marcus Taylor, who already had his sights set on the beautiful blonde teacher. He was part of the new breed of black men who aggressively pursue pretty white women to introduce them into the pleasures and pain of interracial sex. Marcus was very good at the seduction game and he planned on having Miriam as his next beautiful blonde conquest. While Wilt Chamberlain probably will always have the record of scoring with over twenty thousand women, Marcus Taylor wanted to be number two; he knew he had to try harder, just like the old Avis car rental slogan.
As it turned out, Marcus actually taught a couple of classes in Sophomore English when he wasn't in the boy's gym or on the football field. He had majored in English during his college days as he knew that there would be plenty of women in that field who met his criteria. Because of that, he was able to see the pretty blonde teacher and work with her on his lesson plans as she was his mentor. Marcus enjoyed being around Miriam. She always looked great in whatever sharp-looking outfits that she wore. Her perfume even tantalized his broad black nose like her body did his big black cock. It didn't take much to make his big black cock nice and hard while twitching fearlessly just thinking about the beautiful blonde teacher.
Miriam was very naive when it came to her own sexuality. While she would look good in any of her clothes that she wore to teach school, to the boys, especially the black ones, the pretty blonde teacher was their favorite sexual fantasy. Her desk in the class room was actually only a table. The boys in the front row could easily see her very fine, exposed legs peeking out from beneath the hem of her short skirt. Sometimes when she was bending over to talk to one of the students, her blouse would open up revealing the creamy white tops of her full breasts. Without knowing it, she was flirting with almost every male in school; eager students, teachers and staff alike.
Many of her black students dreamt that they could some day lie between those sexy white legs.
Marcus Taylor still couldn't believe his good luck at his high school coaching job. He loved coaching football and having the pretty blonde teacher as his mentor was just gravy. Miriam was like the whipped cream on his tasty banana split. He could have it and he planned on eating it too!
The black assistant coach and English teacher couldn't wait to taste the pretty teacher's lickedy-split. He would make sure that he plowed her fertile ground. He always had plenty of white pussy whenever he wanted it but his pretty blonde mentor really intrigued him and got his juices flowing even more than usual. Knowing that she was married made the hunt even more exciting. Marcus enjoyed taking what the white man considered only his and strictly off-limits to a Negro. He had plenty of white girls and women throwing themselves at him but he liked the forbidden thrill and the taboo of the interracial chase. The problems came from underage girls, their irritated white boyfriends and the married women and their irate husbands. He was finding more and more couples who liked to experiment with interracial sex and Marcus was more than happy to be the dark stud. Some of the husbands even liked to videotape him screwing the ever-loving daylights out of the wife. While Marcus didn't understand the pitiful husband's motivation for watching the wife getting fucked by a well-hung Negro, it wasn't up to him to question why; just fuck'em was his philosophy. It wasn't all that long ago that black men could get themselves lynched by an angry mob of white men for just one lustful look at a white women. Now it was much more prevalent for a white woman to be exhibited like a trophy on the arm of a black man as well as in his bed. In particular, many black athletes got themselves prime white pussy as a way of sticking their nose up the world and showing that they had made it in the white man's world.
A lot of the black 'sistas' accuse white women of being 'gold-diggers' by their association with black entertainment celebrities and sports figures. While there was a certain amount of notoriety that the white women attained while being with those 'famous' Negroes, they were clearly after his money and his big black cock. Marcus liked to cash in on the white pussy. He had one or two white women every night as regular as one-a-day vitamins. They were great for his health and well being!
The next Friday afternoon after classes were over, Miriam was sitting next to him reviewing his lesson plans for the following week. He could smell her expensive perfume and the nice fragrance of her freshly-shampooed hair with his broad black nose. The heat of her sexy body transferred to his as her thigh accidentally grazed his.
She said, "Oh, excuse me," as she reached down to pat his thigh. He was already erect and her hand actually patted his stiffened cock as it stretched down his pants. Startled as she felt his hardened manhood, she quickly pulled her hand away and looked forebodingly into the deep black coal pits of his dark eyes. He just grinned wickedly at her. She realized that the black assistant football coach was huge in the 'package' department. He was definitely much, much bigger than her own husband!
They finished up their lesson plan work and were getting ready to leave school when one of the other female English teachers stopped by.
"Hey," the nice-looking brunette history teacher said. "You still want to go to the pub with us this evening. We're leaving in just a few minutes. Say, Marcus, why don't you come too?" she asked. "Besides, if she doesn't want you as her date then you can always take me," she smiled sweetly. Marcus had already fucked the beautiful brunette teacher on several occasions but he still preferred blondes — true blondes and he intended to find out real soon if Miriam were 'true' or not.
"Sure, why not?" Marcus chimed in response. "Me and Miriam were just talking about goin' some place for a drink and a little fun, right Miriam?"
Miriam quietly said, "Right, Marcus. Let me freshen up a moment and we can leave now."
"Sure, sure," the black assistant football coach said. With a full-court press, he thought to himself, he might even get lucky tonight and score!
The two drove separately as they lived in opposite directions from the pub. Marcus still drove the old Cadillac that he had been given to him by one of his wealthy white benefactors.
The pub was called 'Cheers, ' like the bar sit-com on TV. They had to go outside of the school district boundaries as the School District Superintendent didn't allow his teachers fraternizing or socializing at bars within the district. What kind of reputation would his teachers have? He knew they would continue to drink and party amongst themselves but out-of-sight/out-of-mind as the old saying goes was his motto. What his teachers did outside of the District's boundaries was of no concern to him - or was it? What goes on outside of his district, stayed outside of his district.
The black bartender on duty had known the former football star for several years. They had an agreement to add a little extra liquor to the drink of any woman that he was with. Miriam ordered a Gin & Tonic with a twist of lime. The bartender gave her an extra shot of gin as well as just a touch of 'Impulse' to relax her a little more. He knew just the right amounts so that the drug could not be easily traced back to him. There were also times when Marcus let him have a shot at some white woman's pussy as he, like Marcus, was very fond of pretty white bitches. The black bartender loved to hear them squeal like a stuck pig when he slammed his big black cock into their unprepared tiny little white pussies. The bartender really wanted to fuck this innocent-looking little white wife because she was so fucking hot as well as looking completely naive at the same time.
Miriam's husband was out of town that weekend on a golf outing with clients. While she wasn't anxious to return home to a dark, empty and lonely house, it had been a long week for her and she was starting to get tired and very sleepy. She had a tingling sensation between her legs that she couldn't quite put her finger on, pardon the pun. Miriam had already gone into the ladies room and removed her constricting pantyhose because she really didn't like wearing them but thought that they were required to be worn in her teaching position. They were now wadded up in her purse but she noticed while she was taking them off that the crotch of her pantyhose was damp. Now, it felt like an itch that she needed scratched and scratched badly.
Several of the other teachers were leaving as it started getting late. Miriam noticed that her married brunette teacher friend left with a black guy she met at the bar. Actually, it was Marcus who pointed out that the brunette was leaving with her new-found black lover. Miriam blushed when Marcus said that the brunette was going to get black-fucked tonight. Miriam's husband worked with the brunette's cuckolded husband.
Miriam announced it was getting late when she realized that most of her teacher friends had already paired up with someone and had gone on home. Marcus suggested that he drive her home as it looked like Miriam was more than just a little tipsy but she insisted that she was okay.
Marcus watched the pretty blonde teacher get into her older-model, white BMW convertible. Her short skirt rose up her shapely legs as she got into the car. The black assistant football coach and sometimes English teacher saw that she wasn't wearing any panties a la Britney Spears. Marcus grinned to himself as he looked at those lovely golden legs and her golden hair uselessly guarding her unprotected pussy. He had no doubt where this evening was heading towards. It had been worth the wait.
When she got home, Miriam realized that she had to pee and pee badly. She quickly parked her car in the garage and literally ran to the back door to unlock it. After disarming the screeching alarm, she barely made it just in time to the toilet in the utility room. She was very thankful now that she wasn't wearing any panties as it would have taken her a little extra time that she didn't have to safely pull them down. Miriam hiked up her skirt and opened her thighs, letting the yellow stream flow freely from between her aroused loins.
The startled blonde looked up when she saw someone standing in the bath room's doorway watching her pee. She quickly stopped and tried to hide her naked loins with her hands but she couldn't stop peeing yet. Miriam let her thighs open back up to finish peeing. She patted herself dry with some tissue. She then looked up at the black man staring at her. Marcus could see in the better light of the bath room that the blonde beauty indeed was a 'true' blonde. He liked that as he smiled to himself. He was most certainly going to make this a night for her to remember.
"What are you doing here, Marcus?" she asked timidly.
"I wanted to make sure that you made it home okay. On the road back there, you were weaving back and forth a few times and you almost had an 'accident' right here in your own bathroom."
Miriam blushed again when she realized that the black man had been watching her nakedness and the intimacy and the personal nature of her urination. She got off of the toilet and started to leave the room.
"Besides, we have some unfinished business," he said as he put his muscular arm against the doorway, thus preventing her from brushing quickly by.
"What business?" she asked quizzically.
Marcus took the pretty blonde wife in his arms as she literally melted in them. The extra liquor and Impulse in the blonde beauty's drink had done their intended job. Now it was up to Marcus to take care of business. Miriam felt his big black cock busting at the seams of his pants and searing a hole into her firm belly like a red-hot poker.
They kissed like she had never been kissed before. Marcus reached up under her skirt and found her pussy dripping with her very own feminine juices. Miriam moaned when his dark fingers found her aroused and throbbing clitoris. She needed to be fucked badly.
The desperate housewife had a need that had to be satiated and sated now. Marcus worked the buttons of her blouse open and he expertly removed her lacy white bra. He had done this many, many times with other unsuspecting white wives. He was the ultimate lover and he was her ultimate taboo. She was his forbidden fruit.
Now the blonde beauty was just wearing her skirt, high heels and jewelry. They stumbled their way to the marital master bedroom that she shared with her husband. They tumbled onto the king-sized bed as they passionately kissed some more. There was no stopping Marcus from obtaining the golden ring this time and the 'golden ring' would be the pretty blonde wife's golden wedding ring.