Message-ID: <48438asstr$1089367801@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: bigboy12@freeonline.com (Manny Gotrocks) X-Original-Message-ID: <41147385.0407082110.5859c1c@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Fri, 9 Jul 2004 05:11:19 +0000 (UTC) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 8 Jul 2004 22:10:30 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Song of the South: Go Bulldogs, Go! ch.2 (interr. WM/bf/bf adult/teen cheerleaders, ws, anal... Lines: 205 Date: Fri, 9 Jul 2004 06:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/48438> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge Song of the South: Go Bulldogs, Go! ch. 2 interracial, WM/bf/bf adult/teen cheerleaders, ws, anal, scat, forced analingus, spanking Disclaimer: This is a truly filthy story. You've been warned. Delicate sensibilities should avoid like the plague. If you enjoy this story, please let the author know. Feedback makes it happen, people. Go Bulldogs, Go! chapter 2 by Manny Gotrocks Coach Richard Bender unlocked the locker-room door and strode stiff-legged through the deserted room. He pushed open the door to his office, tossed his bag on the desk and turned to see two of the finest, roundest asses in the world. Said asses belonged to two black girls. They were on their knees on the office sofa, bent forward over its back. Their cheerleading outfits were complete, except for their lack of panties. Their short, pleated red and white skirts were flipped up in the back so that Coach Bender could see their pink pussies peeking between their thighs. There were so many fringe benefits to winning. Bender unzipped his shorts and fished out his cock. He tried to remember the schedule. It came to him. The black girl on the left was named Alesha and the girl on the right was Tanya. Both girls were playing with their pussies, reaching back between their legs to finger themselves. Bender stroked his pecker a few times to get it nice and hard, then lined his boner up with Alesha's cunt and thrust in up to his balls in one stroke. As he pumped the tight African pussy he reached over and slipped two fingers into Tanya's twat. After a few minutes he switched, pumping away in Tanya while fingering the Alesha. As he fucked, After a few minutes of fucking he pulled out and began pulling down his shorts. "Let's go, girls," he said. "Time's short." Bender was old-school racist. He really got off on degrading minority girls These Monday morning reward sessions always featured at least one cheerleader who was black, Asian, or Hispanic. A day like this, with two chocolate honeys, was reserved for especially big wins. As he stripped the girls slipped out of their uniforms. They were of the Ambrosia cheerleading type: tall, leggy, with flat stomachs, round asses and big titties. Bender didn't think a girl could be an Ambrosia cheerleader with anything less than a 36C. These two looked to have D-cups. The girls were waxed smooth and Bender knew they bore the Bulldog tattoo on their asses. Alesha, with a rounder face and more classically black features, had her hair in thick, shoulder-length dreads while Tanya's straightened tresses cascaded almost to her waist. Once they were naked, the girls started fondling each others' tits and tongue-kissing. Bender's dick throbbed as he watched these two wanton little sluts deep-frenching each other. The Tanya's hand slid down Alesha's smooth belly and began pulling and pinching the darker girl's bright pink cunt. Alesha raised one leg and gracefully wrapped it around Tanya's waist, balancing on one foot while the other foot rubbed up and down on Tanya's ass. They somehow segued from this posture to a prone position on the couch. Tanya mounted Alesha and mimed fucking her, their twats rubbing against one another as Tanya thrust. Alesha slipped one leg between Tanya's and they began to hump each other's thigh, then Tanya leaned back so that each girl's shoulders rested on the arms of the couch. Their legs were entwined so that their pussies pressed together. They began to grind their private parts together and the room was filled with the panting of harshly drawn breath and the squelching of wet teenage coochie. Sweat ran down their faces and dripped from their armpits, glistened along taut belly, muscular thigh and quivering rib. This wasn't gentle, either; these two girls were fucking like they were mad at each other. Bender sat in his swivel chair and stroked his boner. If he hadn't beaten off in the shower that morning he would have already blown a load, but now he could last as long as he pleased. The girls changed position again. They were 69ing each other with Tanya on top. Alesha not only buried her face in the other girl's twat but spent plenty of time with her tongue in Tanya's asshole. The room stank of sweat, hormones, and swollen, engorged pussy. The girls continued mauling each other, pulling legs higher and farther apart until they were almost bent double. Bender was in heaven, jacking off and watching two gorgeous black teen sluts eating each other's pussies, but time was a factor. "Okay, up," he snapped, getting to his feet. The girls disentangled and stood in front of him. They were magnificently disheveled, covered in sweat, their thighs slick with their juice, each face shiny with the other girl's excretions. In watching them, Bender had decided that Alesha, with her huge aureolae and hard, stubby nipples, was the slightly more wanton fuck pig. He pointed at her, then jerked his thumb over his shoulder. She immediately obeyed and walked around him, her titties bouncing. He spread his legs and bent his knees. Alesha knelt behind him. Bender closed his eyes as he felt Alesha's cool hands spread his butt cheeks and then her long, pink tongue begin to probe his asshole. As she slipped her tongue into his anus, Tanya stood in front of him and began sucking his nipples while stroking his iron-hard cock with both hands. Alesha's tongue felt so good in his ass. It felt like an electric triangle of pleasure connecting his nipple to his dick to his asshole. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the waves of intense sensual indulgence washing over him. Alesha's tongue withdrew slightly, but a new, intense feeling came over him as the girl actually placed her lips on his bunghole and began kissing and sucking his browneye. Soon she had thrust her tongue even deeper into his colon, far enough that he swore he could feel it in his prostate. Tanya massaged his balls with one hand while continuing her breath-taking handjob. She kept on sucking his nipples, slurping her tongue over the hard buds. With a groan, Bender pulled free and turned around. He thrust his throbbing, turgid member into Alesha's already-open mouth. He felt the cockhead slide past her tonsils and uvula and into her throat. The girl began swallowing rapidly, producing a squeezing effect that brought gooseflesh to Bender's extremities. Tanya knew her part; she knelt and pushed her face into his asscrack, continuing Alesha's full-throttle rimjob. Alesha wrapped her arms around his thighs and buried her nose in his pubes, while Tanya ran her fingernails lightly over his back and buttocks. He was crazed with lust and the thrill of forbidden sex. He wrenched himself free of the two black cheerleaders. "Go on," he rasped, his voice hoarse. "You know what to do." There was a large metal trash can with a white plastic liner by his desk. Alesha pulled it into the middle of the room, straddled it and squatted. A powerful stream of golden piss squirted from her cunt, creating a rattling echo as it sprayed into the can. As her flow abated, she squatted a little lower and strained. Her puckered asshole opened and a long, firm turd slipped from her rectum to land with a splash in the wastebasket. She passed two smaller lumps of shit, then stepped aside. Tanya took her place over the basket and pissed hard. She squatted and strained, but nothing appeared. She looked over her shoulder at Bender, her lips quivering. "I'm sorry, I can't--" "You can't what?" Bender screamed, grabbing her face in his hand. Her eyes widened in terror above his iron grip. "You do it, you worthless little nigger whore!" Tanya nodded, scared out of her wits. Bender released her and stepped back. Tanya bit her lip and bore down, hard. Her body quivered with exertion; her legs trembled. Several small farts popped from her bowels. Finally, with a loud grunt, Tanya pooped, a long thing rope of shit followed by three smaller segments. Now the room was truly rank, as the reek of the girls' piss and feces mingled with their body funk and sexual odor. "You two are disgusting!" Bender shouted. He grabbed each girl by the scruff of the neck and forced them to their knees. "You're like animals! Well, I know how to teach an animal not to shit indoors." He pushed hard, forcing Alesha's head into the trash can, pushing her lovely face into the swirling muck their bowels had just deposited. He pulled her out and did the same to Tanya, forcing her head into the disgusting mess in the can. He stepped back, his cock a railroad spike and looked at the two kneeling girls, their faces covered in the slime and excrement, their hair befouled with the sludge. "I know what you need next," he said. "Get up over that desk." The two cheerleaders stood shakily and bent over his desk. Bender reached into a corner and brought out his paddle. It was a three-foot length of hickory, four inches wide and three-quarters of an inch thick, the round handle wrapped with friction tape. Bender lined up behind the two magnificent asses and brought the paddle back. The blows he landed on their round, trembling buttocks were hard enough that the girls were forced to grab the edge of the desk to keep from being knocked over. He beat their asses until they were aflame, then dropped the paddle. "I'd sure like to fuck you girls, but you're just too nasty. Grab that trash can and follow me." Tanya picked up the sloshing trash can and Bender led them into the shower room. She emptied the trash can into the toilet, then the three of them entered the shower. Bender made the girls kneel, then pissed on them, concentrating on their faces in order to sluice away some of the crap. He soaped them all over and scrubbed hard, especially on those hard-to-reach private places. He stuck a thumb in their asses to make sure they were clean and paid special attention to their hair and faces, making sure they were free of the nasty mix of bodily waste that had stained them moments before. Then he had the girls soap him up and scrub him with their entire bodies. As the hot water ran out, they exited the shower and went back to the office. The girls knelt on the floor, heads touching the carpet and asses straight up in the air. Bender crouched over them and sodomized their asses, plunging his pulsing pecker into first Alesha's bunghole, then violating Tanya's little starfish. He fucked until the sweat ran from him and mingled with the sweat formed on the girls' own shapely bodies, then turned them around and blasted his load of spooge into their mouths and on their faces. Alesha and Tanya tongue-kissed their faces covered in his oozing goo. Bender watched them french for a while, then they resumed the head-down, ass-up position. Bender stuffed his semi-hard cock into Tanya's ass and pissed until it ran out of her asshole, then choked off his flow, crammed his dick into Tanya's rectum, and filled her bowels with his pee. He then produced two butt plugs from the bottom drawer of his desk and jammed them into the girls' asses, effectively sealing his piss inside their guts. "Now," he said, tossing them a towel, "wipe off your faces, get dressed and get out. Remember, those plugs stay in until after first hour. Then you come back down here and I'll watch you take 'em out and clean with your mouths while you shit out my whiz. Any questions?" He sat down in his chair, sated, as the two Nubian beauties threw their uniforms on over their sweaty bodies and hurried away. 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