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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.

Man, he really wanted to beat Rock Springs next week!

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