Not Another Teen Story

"Pull it down a bit," he said.

Vera did as she was told, flexing her muscles to get the big cock from pulling up towards his chest. It had been swelling even larger recently and was turning an angry purplish-black. She stared fascinated at the plum-sized head pointing at her face. Vera had a strong desire to take it in her mouth even though she hadn't done that for her husband since they were dating nearly two decades ago. As she stared, the long pee-slit opened and she barely got her eyes shut in time as what felt like a shot glass full of hot pudding hit her face.

Normal male ejaculate would barely fill a spoon so she hadn't expected so much nor did she expect it to shoot out close to two feet to strike her in the face. Even more unbelievable, another large wad hit her face, then something hit her uniform blouse. She could feel it jerk in her hands each time he ejaculated. Eventually, it quit shooting, but sperm flowed down his shaft covering her hand like lava from a volcano.

Vera let go and walked over to her sink holding her mouth tightly shut and only peaking out through one eye. "Thanks nurse Wringer," said Malcom getting up and pulling up his pants. "That made the swelling go down." She didn't say anything as he left, just slowly cleaned herself off. The smell of semen filled her nostrils as she washed her hands. In the mirror, she could see a little bit of sperm still on her cheek. Her tongue lashed out and licked it up, rolling it around in her mouth before swallowing. She suddenly wished she hadn't cleaned her face so quickly so that she could taste him again.

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"Are you still having problem with the swelling?" asked Vera at lunch the next day.

"Always," said Malcom looking up from his tray.

"Lets finish and check it out in my office then." Vera hadn't been able to get Malcom's giant phallus out of her mind. It filled every waking moment since yesterday and her dreams too.

They hurried up and finished, walking back to her office only to see Samantha Reynolds waiting for her. "Oh Sam, I forgot about you."

"That's ok Mrs. Wringer, it seems I'm the forgettable type."

"Don't say that Sam," said Vera, "I just had something else on my mind."

"Yeah Sam,"said Malcom, "your a very pretty girl. My son thinks very highly of you."

"Thanks Mr Washington." Sam felt herself blushing. "I'm just here for my weekly allergy shot, then I'll be on my way."

"Here you go Sam," said Vera filling up a needle from a vial. The nurse quickly poked it in Sam's arm. "That's it girl. Now run along back to class." The bells were going off indicating lunch was over. Sam was surprised to hear the lock turn on the latch of the door to nurse Wringer's room as she left.

"Let me see the swelling Malcom," said Vera. "This time I need to take your temperature."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours. Take off your blouse."

"I feel more comfortable in my uniform."

Malcom slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his long dangling cock. Vera gasped still amazed by its size. "If you ever want to touch this again, you'll remove your clothes immediately."

"But..."

"But nothing bitch. Do as I say." Vera looked shocked, no one had ever spoken to her like that before. She began unbuttoning her blouse. The big black cock rose an inch as her huge tits were revealed covered only by a plain white bra. She had gained a lot of weight giving birth to two children, lost most of it, but her breasts remained gigantic. "Now the skirt." Soon the skirt fell to her feet and she stepped out of it along with her white nurse shoes. She wore a plain white garter to hold up her white nylons. Vera made to remove it when he barked, "No, leave the garter but take off the old lady panties."

Vera unhooked it enough to take her panties off, revealing her well-trimmed bush. Malcom's cock was at half-mast now, pointing straight at her. She no longer trusted herself around his dick. Her plan had been to jerk him off again and maybe suck on it a little, but with her pussy unprotected and dripping she wouldn't be able to resist it.

"Now the bra," he ordered pulling off his shirt.

The hook was in the front and her breasts burst forth from the bra as she freed them. They were too big not to sag, but they were smooth, beautiful, and perfectly shaped. Her nipples were as hard as she'd ever seen them stripping before the hung black janitor. Both their eyes were staring at each others chests, his at her breasts, hers at his large muscle covered torso better then any mans she had seen before. She glanced down watching his cock climb upward until it was pointing at an angle towards the ceiling.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"I want to suck your cock."

"Ask me."

"May I suck your cock Malcom?"

"Yes. Fall to your knees and crawl to me." Vera kneeled and walked on all fours over towards where he stood beside the cot. "You may suck it now."

Vera attacked his cock. She went nuts, kissing and licking every square inch of his mighty shaft before taking it in her mouth. She choked on it she was trying to cram so much down her throat. She hadn't done this in years, but with Malcom she found herself enjoying it. She paused gasping for air. "How's my temperature nurse?"

"Burning up," she replied.

"Say ahhh," he said watching his cock-head disappear between her lips again.

Vera loved sucking Malcom's black sausage. She loved feeling it pulse in her mouth, loved having the hard-ridged head slide back and forth against her tonsils. She bobbed her head as rapidly as she could, using her hand to stroke it while she caught her breath. She felt it growing and though she craved his sperm the need in her pussy was greater. She pulled her head back watching his rampant cock fly upwards. "What the fuck are you doing bitch?" he screamed.

"Sorry, but I need it inside me."

"Put your damn lips back on my cock."

"But, I need you to fuck me."

Malcom grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forwards. "Shit bitch, I ain't your limp old husband. I'll fuck you after you swallow my cum."

Vera didn't believe him. Malcom would lose interest as soon as he came and either want to sleep or want to get out of there as soon as possible. At least this way she got to taste him. It felt like someone had stuck a fire hose in her mouth and turned it on suddenly. The big cock bucked in her throat, pumping wad after wad into her belly. She withdrew all but the head wanting to taste him, surprised that his wads were still large enough to fill her mouth. She used her hands to jerk forwards on his shaft making sure every drop had entered her mouth.

"Wow, Vera," said Malcom, "I'm impressed, you didn't spill a drop. No woman has ever done that before."

Vera wondered just how many women had sucked on Malcom's dick. The way he talked made it sound like a lot. At least she was special. "I still want to see how much of it I can take in my pussy."

"Well get on the cot then. Lie on your back and spread them legs."Malcom was in the mood to fuck her like an animal on all fours, but the cot was to low for a good doggy fuck.

Vera climbed onto the bed, staring, mouth-agape at Malcom's cock. It had softened a little, but was still hard enough to fuck her. Malcom just grabbed the tip of his dick and tugged it a couple times. Amazingly it reversed course, hardening again as big and erect as the previous time she had seen it.

Malcom wasn't one for foreplay. He just climbed between her legs and probed around her pussy with the head of his cock until it went in. "Jesus," she whined, even the head felt huge. Malcom laid down on her, covering her entire body. Her white nylon clad legs wrapped around his thick waist making it easier for him to enter her. "Oh my god," she moaned. Every nerve in her pussy was coming alive like never before. "Your so big, fuck me Malcom, please fuck me."

Vera hadn't had an orgasm in a decade, but as soon as that big cock was halfway in her pussy, she began cumming like crazy. She felt hot and flushed, her toes curled, she had big ones, small ones, and ones that made her bite her tongue to keep from screaming.

Malcom had pushed his entire eleven inch dick inside her and was fucking her so hard the bed was bucking off the floor. Each thrust brought forth a big squish from her wet pussy and then a slap as his balls hit her thighs. When he came she heard bells ringing as her own orgasm tore through her body causing her to spasm out of control writhing beneath him, thrusting her hips up into his crotch crazy with lust. Malcom pulled out after he had churned his sperm into butter with a cock that never seemed to quit thrusting. He walked over and began to get dressed without even cleaning his cock off. The hall outside her door was noisy with the sounds students make between classes and she realized the bells she had heard had been the school bells. He had been with her an entire period!

"I'll need to see you anytime the swelling returns Mr Washington," she said still lying on her back unable to close her legs.

"Don't worry, before the week is out, I'm gonna fuck that plump ass of yours and fuck them big titties." Malcom winked at her and closed the door.

Vera couldn't wait.

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"You wanna double team the nurse with me son?" asked Malcom.

"That old bitch," he replied, fortyfive being old to an eighteen year old. "No thanks. I'll stick with girls my age or young women like Mrs. Duncan."

"Young and firm does not make up for an experienced older woman."

"See you later dad, here comes Sam. Hey Sam wait up."

Samantha wasn't in a good mood and didn't feel like talking. "Hi Jamal."

"I was wondering if you'd like to see a movie tonight."

"Jamal, I told you I'm not interested in dating you."

"Just as friends then."

"Really? I guess that would be ok then. Let me meet you there though. I'll tell dad I'm out with a girlfriend."

"Good, by the way, is something bothering you?"

"I've been feeling kind of funny for the last four days.I think I may be having a reaction to my allergy shot.

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Later that night, "Hey Jamal, What's up?"

Jamal looked up to see Dan and Trish walking towards him holding hands. He was sitting on the bench outside the theatre. "Hey, just waiting on a date. Here she comes now."

Trisha sneered when she saw Samantha get out of her car in the parking lot, showing the centuries old disdain of the popular for the outcasts. Sam was wearing her typical attire black ankle-length skirt, black, bulky sweater covering up her goods, with black eye shadow and nail polish. "You get your haircut or something?" asked Dan when she walked up.

"No, why?"

"I don't know there's something different about you," he replied staring at her from head to toe.

Samantha Reynolds looked the same, but she was glowing. Both men felt it, without changing at all Samantha had somehow become more attractive. "Come on Dan," said Trisha, "lets go inside."

"Why don't you two join us?" Dan asked still staring at Sam. He was thinking about putting the moves on her to screw up Jamal's chances of winning the bet.

"No thanks, we'd rather be alone," said Jamal and Sam threw him a thankful look.

Trisha elbowed Dan as they walked off. "What's he doing with that freak," she asked loud enough that both Sam and Jamal heard her.

"Don't let that bitch get you down Sam," said Jamal. "She's not half as smart as you and you'd even be prettier then her if you wanted to be."

"I'm used to it. Lets go inside."

"Don't forget this isn't a date," Sam said later after Jamal had paid for everything.

"Don't worry about it. I make plenty of money. So why can't one friend treat another to a night out."

They sat down several rows directly behind Dan and Trish. Jamal grabbed a piece of buttered popcorn and tossed it at the quarterback's head. "Quit it," yelled Dan turning around, but tossing a piece back.

Sam grabbed a piece of well-buttered popcorn and threw it right in Trisha's hair. "Quit it Jamal," said Trisha turning around. "This is a horror movie, you want the kiddie flick next door."

Sam and Jamal shared a chuckle as the movie started.

The movie was your typical teen horror film complete with high school kids having sex before getting killed by a murderer in a dumb mask. Jamal's cock began to get stiff during one particular sex scene. It wasn't so much the babe on the screen as it was Samantha sitting next to him. He could smell her arousal. He glanced next to him, she was squirming around in her seat from horniness. He lifted his arm up and tried to put it around her shoulders, but she pushed him off.

Sam was climbing the walls with horniness. Her whole body was tingling, her nipples were hard, indeed both her breasts were sore. Her vagina was wet making her panties cold and clammy. She had been horny and curious before, once even running a finger along her slit in the bathtub, but never anything like this. She tried to concentrate on the movie relieved when the love scene ended and the killer appeared. A scene in the movie caused everyone to jump and Sam found herself leaning into Jamal's arms for safety. This time she let him rest his powerful arm around her. He made her feel protected. She looked up at him, their faces very close. "This is not a date," she repeated, not sure what she wanted any more.

"Sure," he answered, "but why can't one friend kiss another friend?" He kissed her again, her aroused state took over and she kissed back. The kiss grew more passionate and she never wanted it to end.

Jamal placed his hand on her knee and began sliding it up over her skirt to the bottom of her sweater. His hand wormed its way under her sweater sending a shiver up her spine as it touched bare flesh. His fingers slid up her stomach, skillfully flicking up her bra. The shock she got went he gently pinched her right nipple was almost painful they were so sore. Sam wanted to melt into his arms, to writhe naked underneath him, but she was a virgin and planned on staying that way. His free hand was sliding up under her skirt, pushing it up her legs, and approaching her panties. Sam knew that if that hand got to her vagina it would be all over and she'd give in. "That's enough," she said pushing him back.

Sam looked up at him hoping he understood. For a brief second the look he gave her was one of such fury she was afraid of him. Then the look was gone and the old Jamal was back. They both sat back in their seats looking once again at the screen.

Sam reached over to his lap and grabbed a handful of popcorn. The next time she reached out her hand closed on a big knobby thing. She squeezed it automatically. It felt like the gear shift in her car except that the shaft was much bigger. She glanced over, noticing that Jamal had sat the popcorn down beside him and she was holding on to an enormous penis. "Dear god," she murmured. "What are you doing?"

"I had to take it out Sam. You understand. This is all your fault. You made it this hard."

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know." Samantha hadn't released it nor could she take her eyes off it. "I've never seen a penis before. I didn't think they were this big."

Penises aren't that big. Your holding a black cock in your hand. Feel free to examine it."

Sam nodded testing his girth with her fingers, amazed at the gap between them. The theatre was too dark to see it well, but she slid her hands down his shaft feeling every ridge, bump, and puffy vein on it.

"Oh Sam, your making it worse."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Stroke me off."

"What?"

"Please, I'll never be able to get it back in my pants until I cum. I don't believe in masturbation. I'm asking you one friend to another, help me out."

"What do I do?"

"Just run your hand up and down the shaft. It'll take awhile and you may need to spit in your hand to lubricate it."

"Yuck, I'm not spitting in my hand."

"Here," he said handing her the popcorn bucket. "Run you hand along the inside and coat it with butter."

Samantha let go of his pen...his cock, strangely finding herself reluctant to release it and ran her hand along the popcorn box. Her palm soon dripped with hot butter. She brought her palm back up to his cock, grabbed the head and stroked down. Jamal's moan of pleasure when she did was the most satisfying noise she had ever heard in her life.

Samantha missed the last twenty minutes of the movie she was so focused on Jamal's thirteen inch cock. Her arm quickly grew tired and she leaned against him to use her other arm. Early on, some kind of fluid began oozing out of the tip, helping to lubricate her hands. She switched hands several times before he came. Towards the end, his cock began acting funny. It seemed to turn even harder and puffier. She could sense Jamal tensing up and he seemed to be holding his breath. Suddenly, he thrust his hips upwards, his cock sliding through her hand. It jerked and a big strand of semen shot up and over the chair in front of him.

Samantha watched the wad as it flew not only over the row before them, but the next row, striking Dan in the back of the head. "Some people will never grow up," said Dan to Trisha without looking behind him. He obviously thought it was popcorn again.

As Dan was saying this a second big wad of cum was splattering on the back of his chair. Several more wads followed it, each successive one not traveling as far until the last hung down the back of the chair directly in front of Jamal.

"I'll be right back," she said standing up.

"Thank you," said Jamal trying to shove that huge piece of meat back into his pants. It was still gigantic, partially erect and hard to bend.

Samantha went to the ladies room and washed up. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked flushed and wide eyed. Her heart was racing. Jerking Jamal off had been the most exciting thing she had ever done. His cock seemed to have a hold on her. It was almost as if she couldn't resist his request. She had a strong desire to obey and please the young black man.

After she returned to her seat, the two of them couldn't help but stare at the light from the movie screen reflecting off the sperm in Dan's hair in front of them. Later, Jamal walked her to her car and kissed her goodnight. She let him this time and didn't resist when he put her hand on his cock. "This is what you do to me," he said. It was hard again and she squeezed it through his pants. "Last chance Sam. Would you like to go to the prom with me?"

"I don't know Jamal."

"Let's just go as friends then."

"Ok, but just as friends. I'll make up a story to tell my dad."

"Great, can we get together tomorrow to study?"

"Alright, why don't you come over to my house. Dad will be at work late that night. We can use my computer."

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After school the next day, Samantha found herself shopping for a prom dress. The one she kept coming back to was her signature black, but it wasn't her. The dress was short, stopping just above the knee, it would hug her figure, and it would show off some cleavage, though tastefully.

Sam went to the changing room to try it on. The first thing unusual she noticed, was that her breasts were positively straining against her worn out old bra. She unhooked the bra and examined them, moaning as her fingers touched her sensitive nipples. Her breasts had looked bigger this morning, even her nipples looked longer and puffier. Sam had been planning to start working out to lost a couple pounds she had gained over the winter, but it appeared she had lost it already. Her stomach was flat, even her hips looked a little more tapered. She must be undergoing some kind of growth spurt. She looked good though her large breasts made her look top heavy.

Samantha tried on the dress and it even impressed her. It was sure to impress Jamal, maybe even make his cock hard again. She stopped not sure when she had decided on buying an outfit to please him, but that was what she was doing. She wanted him to be proud to walk into the school prom with her on his arm. Most of all, she wanted to see his cock again. She had even dreamed about it last night. It was all she could think about. Sam bought the dress knowing he would appreciate it. She added a new bra to the ensemble. A black lacy one and as an after thought decided to add a matching pair of panties too.