The Teacher's Submission (Part 3)

Daddy Meats Teacher - Chapter 3

by

Arc Light

The first signal of a new day was when my eyes finally

opened. It was nearly 11:00 AM and neither my teen age lover

nor my husband had yet stirred. My body although rested still

ached from the sexual breeding that I had undergone during the

last twenty four hours. I raised my head and my muscles sent

me their signal; they were sore and each movement must be

performed on a slow motion basis.

I slowly made it to the shower off the master bedroom.

As I felt the warm water coat my body I lathered my small but

firm breasts and slowly rubbed the soap over my well used sex.

The warm water, soap suds and peaceful moments relaxed my

tender and sore body.

When I finished I pulled on one of my husband's white

dress shirts. I thought momentarily about putting on a pair of

panties and bra but then felt that my new lover would not

approve. I therefore exited the bathroom in only my husband's

shirt. When I re-entered the bedroom I saw the first movements

of Jerome on my martial bed. I walked over and straddled his

muscular body. He was laying face down and I forcefully gave

him a soothing back rub. After several minutes he rolled over

and pulled me to him and gave him a full mouth kiss. He then

pushed me aside. "I like bacon and eggs..."

Jumping from the bed he started for the bathroom but

my husband had just woke up. Jerome turned and walked to

my husband. "I think you best do some yardwork Jimmy. I

have a party planned for tonight and I want your yard looking

real fine."

Jim, his head still fogged with early morning grogginess,

tried to comprehend how the arrogant black teen age boy had

taken over his wife; his home; his very existence. "I need to

take a quick shower," he mumbled, rubbing his red eyes.

"No, you best do what I tell you, when I tell you to do

it. Pull your white shirt over your jockey shorts," Jerome

ordered.

Jim started to object.....but reason again prevailed. The

black teenager's muscular nude body was still far too much for

his to challenge. He pulled on the white dress shirt that was

crumpled by the sofa.

"Put your wing tips and black socks on. That should

make a good combination," Jerome smiled.

Although he complied with the humiliating orders he was

less than pleased. After tying his wing tips he meekly walked

out to the garage where the rakes were.

As my husband timidly shuffled out the kitchen door

Jerome returned to my side. He confidently put his large black

hand on my ass cheeks and whispered in my ear, "I have a

surprise for you later this morning."

After I fixed my lover's breakfast I was ready to start

the dishes when I heard the front door bell ring.. I started to turn

and put something on but Jerome pointed to the door. "Get the

Door...." was the brief but direct command.

As I walked towards the front door I did manage to

button all but the top three buttons on my husband's shirt. I was

not expecting anyone this Saturday morning. When I swung the

door open I was totally shocked. Filling the entire door frame

was one of the largest men I had ever seen. He had a wide

smile on his handsome black face. He wore a sleeveless shirt

and his biceps rippled. The shirt ended just below his massive

pectorals and showed his rippled stomach. He wore tight blue

jean cut-offs and tennis shoes.

I tried to analyze his age. He was not old but he had

many years put on his lean frame.

I was just about to speak when I heard Jerome speak

from behind nearly nude frame. "Daddy, Come On In."

The large, six foot six inch black man brushed by me

and the two black men embraced. I glanced towards the front

of our house and saw my ridiculous looking husband with a rake

in his hands. Wearing only his dress shirt; jockey shorts and

dark socks with his wing tip dress shoes he looked like a

complete idiot. The expression on his overwrought face looked

like a man in total dispair.

I slowly turned to see the new man that had walked into

my home; and into my life. The door was still completely open

and my husband Jim was observing the latest events in his life.

Jerome turned to me and said this is my father. You will

address him as "Daddy" cause Mary he is one bad dude.

Daddy walked up to me and took full inventory in his intense

eyes. "So this is your little meek teacher," he said to his son.

As he stood next to me I was awed by the rippling

muscles in his arms and shoulders. His arms were larger than

my legs and he looked like he appeared straight from a

bodybuilder's magazine. He cupped my chin and lifted my face

until I was staring into his burning intense eyes. "You best

please me. My son tells me for a meek little bitch you fuck to

please. Is that correct Teach ?" he asked.

With my head held back and the intense burning eyes

melting my already fragile being I could not speak. Out of the

corner of my eyes I could see my husband Jim forlornly looking

at the scene in front of him. Here was his rather tall meek wife

standing in front of a Six Foot Six Inch Muscular Black man

clothed in only a white dress shirt. I am sure that my husband

could see my trembling body as I tried to answer the tall intruder

who had invaded our lives.

"It doesn't look like you have much in the tit department.

I like to tit fuck my new bitches; so you better find other ways to

please me Mrs. Jones......: Daddy continued.

His overpowering strength radiated to my lean trembling

body. He could break me into with a flick of his powerful arms.

His intense eyes continued to burn into my soul. "I like

what I see in your face Mrs. Jones. I see fear and I feed on that

emotion. I have spent the last ten years of my live in Joiliet State

Prison and I have seen a lot of fear. Once you have fear instilled

you get what you what...." he continued.

My voice started trembling, " What......what is it that

you want ?"

His laughter broke the immediate tension. His hands fell

to the top of my open shirt. His massive grip slowly but

powerfully ripped the resisting buttons from the starched white

cloth. He slowly and deliberately ripped the shirt open one

button at a time; the buttons flying throughout the entrance

hallway. His objective was for him to exhibit his strength and

with each button sent flying he accomplished his goal.

In merely seconds I was standing nearly naked before

his gazing eyes. His strong hands reached around me and with

each hand on the back of the collar shredded the resisting cloth.

Once the shirt was in two pieces it merely fell from my

shoulders. My nipples hardened ......... from the early morning

chill or the intense situation; I do not know. I felt myself moisten

and...........

Daddy stood before me and didn't speak for nearly two

minutes. He merely inhaled my fear and dread. "Have you

fucked this little meek teacher in the ass yet son?" he finally

asked.

Jerome stood smiling to our left. "No Daddy....I thought

you may wish to break her in. I'm sure she is cherry. The little

teacher hadn't had a real man until Friday night. Her limp dick

husband sure hadn't hurt her pussy hole at all. It was like

fucking the little bitch for the first time."

The older black man again turned and burned his intense

eyes deep into my soul. "Has anyone taken your ass yet Mrs.

Jones ?" he calmly asked.

I felt like melting.....standing naked in front of a muscular

six foot six inch black block of granite and having him question

my most intimate encounters. "No one has ever fucked my ass,"

I meekly answered.

"Put your hands on me," Daddy ordered.

I hesitated. I was shivering........ I knew that he would

make me.

"Put your hands on the black cock that will but your ass

cherry Mary," Daddy again ordered.

His command was stern. Hesitantly, I allowed my

hands to find the front of his cut-offs. He heard me gasp as my

small hands outlined the large hard black cock through the

denim fabric. My mouth fell open and I heard him and Jerome

laugh at my discomfort.

"Milk IT...... Milk my black cock Teacher," he ordered.

My small hands ran on both sides of the denim covered

cock. I looked up and seen that he was smiling at my

discomfort. He was enjoying my apprehension; my fear. His

cock was TOO BIG. It would never fit into my soft body.

"You will squeal when I take your ass cherry. I may let

you experience the fullness in your Pussy first. Jerome.....How

many times have you bred the little bitch ?" he casually asked.

"I've taken my Teacher five times since Friday. She

could barely take my cock the first time but I've stretched her

little hole since the first time. Her limp dicked husband must be

hung like a noodle. Her little pussy gripped my cock like a

glove. She felt like she was a twelve year old virgin when I first

fucked her. She learned to spread her long legs after I first

buried cock deep in her womb though," Jerome callously

answered his twenty eight year old father.

I was frantically stroking "Daddy's" long hard cock. I

was hoping he would blow his first load in his shorts. It would

give me a brief moment of respite.

He looked deep into my eyes. I could not stand his

intense glare. I started shaking......

He slowly walked around behind me. "Put your hands

on your knees Mary," he softly commanded.

I complied with his order. "Please.......don't hurt me," I

quietly begged.

Standing behind me I heard him stick his index finger in

his wet mouth and coated it with his saliva. He took his

time............... I didn't want to feel his finger; but I knew what

was coming.

"Turn your head to the left Mrs. Jones. Let me know

what you see lover," he quietly asked.

Turning to the open door I looked out my front

sidewalk. Standing with the rake in his hand and his tongue

hanging out was my husband Jim. He was still in his ridiculous

black socks; wingtips; jockey shorts and white dress shirt. His

little cock was at attention and he had a defeated look on his

face.

"My husband is watching us Daddy...Please let Jerome

shut the door," I softly pleaded from my half bent over stance.

"Tell me about his little white boy cock Mary. Tell me

about your husband's cock. Has he ever been able to satisfy

your needs ?" Daddy asked.

"His cock is hard Daddy.......no," I softly spoke.

I felt the saliva coated finger tease my tightly clenched

little wrinkled asshole. I flinched but didn't step forward. I

knew that punishment would follow if I resisted his crude

domination of my tight lean body.

"Your ass is tighter than Bob. He was my white boy

cellmate for three years. When the guard brought him to the cell

for the first time he was crying. I made him get down on his

knees and suck me within ten minutes he was thrown into my

cell. He sucked me every night for three years. I made him

whore for me with the other brothers.....but he got a shot of the

hot dose. He died within nine months of aids but I still made

him suck me as his teeth were falling out......I would suggest that

you not resist me Mrs. Jones. Now reach back and spread

your ass cheeks."

With my eyes tearing I reached back and pulled my

cheeks apart. I pulled them wide and I felt his finger lodge into

my nether opening. At first it was only the finger tip; and then

the first knuckle; and then......... The finger hurt.....

He pulled his finger out and walked around to directly

face me again. I was afraid he would take my ass on the floor

directly in front of the front door with my husband watching.

"Does your fear excite you Mary ?" Daddy questioned.

"No....you frighten me....Please, leave me and my

husband...." I sobbed..

"Spread....." Daddy ordered.

I lowered my head and spread my legs wide apart. I

brought my hands to cover my hardened nipples.

His strong dark fingers ran along the outside of my

lower lips. A small moan escaped my lips. The sensation felt

good...the release of my tension relaxed my suddenly cold body.

I turned my eyes to the door and seen my husband, Jim with his

little manhood twitching on the front lawn. I tried to understand

what emotions must be going through his mind with his naked

wife in the middle of the front door; and a huge black man

probing her sex while his fourteen year old black son stands by

idly watching. Fortunately I did not have additional time to

comprehend my husband's emotions.

As his fingers traveled back and forth along my squishy

slit he allowed his fingertips to sink between the folds. He

brought his wet fingers to my lips and allowed my moisture to

soak my lips. My tongue snaked out and tasted the honey like

substance. Daddy was pleased.

He continued to excite me with his fingers but made

certain that he not bring me to climax. I knew that this was

merely the first stage of his domination........and my submission.

After all, his son had already filled me with black cum. It was

now his Daddy's turn.

"Do you want to suck me first ?" was his simple

question.

I looked up.....into his forbidding eyes. My lips moaned

"Yes" as I slid down on my knees.

He carefully and slowly undid his belt....and the button

holding the tight denim shorts....and slowly drew the zipper

down. I was merely an observer from my subservient position

at his feet. When the shorts slid down his muscle bound thighs

his black manhood flopped out.

The purple head dripped a large pre cum drop which I

quickly sucked in my mouth. His black cock was nearly too

thick for me to get my mouth open wide enough. I tried...I

nearly dislocated my jaw trying to suck the huge man organ into

my mouth. Even with my saliva coating the tip I could barely get

the first two inches in my mouth. My tongue bathed the black

cock. I brought my small hands up to cradle the huge balls

dangling before the magnificent black manhood.

Jerome walked to the front door and giving Jim an angry

nod, slammed the door.

I slaved at pleasing Daddy. My mind raced; if I can't

get his black cock in my mouth how could I get the huge organ

in my pussy or...............how in God's Name could he bury

himself in my................ass.

However at this moment Daddy was not worrying about

my fears... His black cock discharge caught me off guard. He

walked forward and I fell back on my ass as His Black Cannon

blasted his hot spunk deep into my throat. I tried to swallow but

there was too much white cum. It blasted out my mouth and

was running down my chin. I humbly looked up at the massive

black man smiling above me.

He stroked himself emptying his pet up spunk on my

face and hair. As he looked down he could see my wet and

slopping pussy streaking the hardwood floor.

"Get Ready....I'll be in to fuck you in a minute. Lay face

down on your bed......" Daddy ordered.

With glazed eyes I walked towards my husband's

bedroom. I swayed my ass cheeks provocatively as I walked

across the room. In hindsight it was probable foolish.....Daddy

still had more than one load ready to be leashed on my sexually

charged body.

Before Daddy arrived I had put clean white sheets on

the bed. Jerome and I had coated the previous ones with load

after load of creme. I stepped up on the bed and kneewalked

to it's center. I then laid face down and waited.

Jerome was the first to enter the room. His cock was

charged but he was to obientantly wait his turn with me. The

black blindfold was the first thing to rob me of my sight. Jerome

pulled it tight and I moaned. I pulled back my right hand when

he grabbed it and pulled it to the corner of the king size bed. I

heard the metal clasp close before I felt the cold stainless steel

handcuff to steal my partial freedom of movement.

Jerome then walked to the foot of the bed and sharply

pulled my left ankle down before clasping my dainty ankle to the

foot of the bed. As each of my limbs were secured the

overwhelming fear returned.

A sharp slap brought a burning sensation to my left ass

cheek. "Raise your ass Teacher..." Jerome commanded.

I raised my stomach and buttocks and felt a fluffy pillow

being shoved under my torso.

I then felt the bed springs creak as Daddy's weight

made the lower bed sag. The K-Y jelly coated his finger. He

was gentle....... the sensation of the slippery lubricant made the

insertion easier.

There was no reason for Daddy to hasten

his conquest. I was bound and open for him and he casually

took his time. I could feel his dripping man organ coat my

thighs. It took him a great deal of time to be able to work his

index finger into my bowels. The second finger felt like it was an

easier task....and finally his third finger pried my anus open and

coated it's tender chute was the lubricant. The sensations were

not unpleasant. I felt my body sway with his gentle manipulation

of my most private place.

As the lubricant dripped to my soaked cunt chamber the

fingers had loosened my wrinkled opening.

"Beg me Miss Mary. Beg me to make you a woman,"

Daddy softly requested.

I was nearly in a trance as I swayed against the thick

black fingers lodged in my ass. "Take me Daddy......Make me

a woman..." I begged.

Daddy's purple tipped black cock was coated with the

K-Y jelly. He merely rested the tip at first but then gently

rubbed the head against my opening. I shoved my ass up as the

tip slid over the opening.

Raising up he angled the black destroyer against my

small puckered opening. He groaned and I screamed as the

second assault found it's mark. As each inch was inserted He

allowed me to adjust my ravished body.

My constant moans.....pleads .......and screams drove

his assault on my tender little asshole. I was helpless as he took

me......He coated my bowels with his seed. He did not retract

his cock until a long period had passed where my stretched

rectum muscles milked his huge black cock. I could feel my

muscles suck the fertile black seed from his huge nut sacks.

His simple question at the end of the ass breeding

session was simple, "Are you mine......"

I screamed my response, "Oh God Daddy....YES!!!

YES111 OH GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSS........."

His mind cataloged my surrender. He fell on top on my

body and his cock stayed lodged in my bowels. We slept in the

early morning sunshine; with my hands and ankles strapped to

the bed and with Daddy laying prone over my exhausted body

and..............his long black cock still lodged firmly in my bowels.