High School graduation party

Two of her students gave her a hard time in class. It came to a finally during the graduation party.

When Tara graduated and got her teaching credentials, she took a job in her upper middle class town teaching third grade in elementary school. After ten years, she was not satisfied with her life. She didn’t feel that she was doing anything to improve the lives of kids who needed help to be a success in life.

She started looking around and found a school in the inner city, that needed a high school level history teacher. She was now single, thirty-two and qualified, and she knew that there were students that she could help turn their lives around. That was what she wanted to do. She wanted to make a difference, and she jumped at the chance, and took the job even though it was more than a thirty-minute drive each way, every school day.

The school was in an area that was partly made up of a lower middle-class neighborhood and partly a rough, almost slum neighborhood. Ethnically, it was about 50% Black, 30% Hispanic and 20% White. There was some gang activity, but not a lot. The principal was strict and kept the school pretty much under control. Tara taught senior year history. Because of the size of the school. She taught classes for five of the seven periods in the day. Each class had around thirty-five students.

The students that were going to drop out, had done it before senior year. The ones that remained, intended to finish high school. Less than half hoped to go on to college. Some were looking at trade schools or apprentice programs. Others had no idea about what would be next. They were mostly seventeen and eighteen years old. Tara was disappointed at how poorly they had been taught before they to her. Many had passed lower grades just to move them along, even though they should have been held back.

Things went fairly well the first year. Tara felt that she had helped several students towards a better future life. Two were shot and killed during the year, in off-campus gang violence. There were problems. She saw one with a knife, the principal gave him the choice of going to a school for problem students or dropping out. He dropped out. One time, she entered a vacant classroom and caught two students having sex. It was a senior black boy fucking a freshman white girl. She obviously was not being raped. They didn’t see her. She watched for a couple minutes before she broke it up. He had her leaned over a desk and was fucking her deep and hard from the back. He grunted and she moaned, each time he slammed his cock deep into her cunt. Tara felt herself getting wet as she watched. Just as she made her presence known, he growled and shot his load in the girl. She yelled out with her orgasm. When they heard Tara, he looked at her, but kept pumping his cock in the girl as it softened. He looked at her and smiled as he pulled his dripping dick out of the girl. He was not in any her classes. She turned them in and they each got one week of detention.

She got some disrespect in class, mostly, but not completely from the guys. She was sometimes called Ms. Whitey, rather than Ms. Dixon. There were not many white female teachers at the school. Occasionally one or another of the boys would say how much he liked her big white tits and tell her to wiggle them. Then, many of the other students would laugh. Tara did have large breasts and did tend to wear blouses and dresses with necklines that showed a lot of them. When out of school, and away from her students, she was quite the slut. She picked, up and took home, many different men from the bars that she frequented. Overall, she thought that the year had gone well, and that she had made a difference.

The second year was a little different. Two black boys, Jerome and Tyrell, from the rougher part of town, came in and claimed front row seats. They both had a reputation for having passing grades but being disrespectful and disruptive. They had heard that some students, the year before, had sometimes called her Ms. Whitey and did not get in trouble, so they did that. By sitting in the front row, no-one else could see when they wrote things on a sheet of paper and held them up for her to see.

Not long after the school year started, Jerome held up a paper that said, “You should teach the class topless!” He looked at Tyrell and they laughed. When they saw that she did not do anything about it, it encouraged them to do more. One, and then the other would hold up some kind of nasty note every couple of days. One said, “Shake those big white titties for us.” Another one said, “Bend over the desk and lift your dress. Show me that you are going commando. Show us your cunt.” She got very wet that day. As long as they got their homework done, passed their tests and did not disrupt the class, Tara let them play their little game. Actually, she was enjoying it and wished that she could do what they said.

The school year was about halfway done when they took it to the next level. One day, Tyrell was sitting at his front row desk, which was the kind with no front, just a fold down desktop. Tara saw him writing one of his messages. She could tell that it was one he was going to hold up for her to see, because he was writing large letters. Then to her surprise, he reached down with one hand, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. He started to stroke it, and at the same time, he held his sign up. “Bet you want to suck this!” Tyrell’s cock was big but not huge. It was the color of a fudgesicle. Tara did not intend to, but she smiled as she watched. When she did, the two boys looked at each other and mimed, “Wow”. He stroked himself for another minute and then put his manhood away before anyone else noticed it. It was hard to do because it had gotten hard.

At the end of class, Tara told both boys that they had gone too far and needed to calm it down. Jerome said, “Why don’t you let one of us fuck you, while you blow that other one?” Tara told them to leave her classroom, and that if they got that crude again, she would send them to the principal. They left, laughing. The next day, they both held up identical signs, at the same time. “Which one of us will you make come first?” At least they kept their dicks in their pants.

That night she picked up a black guy at the bar and took him to her place. She never cared if the men she hooked up with were black, white, brown or yellow, but that night she really wanted a black guy. She wanted to feel a black cock fucking her.

He didn’t leave till after two in the morning. When he left, it was because she had worn his cock out, and she couldn’t get it up again, even though she tried. He had filled her cunt and mouth twice each, and her ass once. He was hoping that his wife would not be in the mood for sex when he got home. He doubted that he could get it hard again.

One day Jerome waited so that he was the last one to leave. He walked up to Tara and grabbed her breasts. “I’m gonna fuck my black cock between those big white jugs and spray cum all over your face.” She slapped him, and he laughed. That night she spent an extra-long time fucking herself with her biggest black dildo.

The school year continued on like that. Tara actually looked forward to seeing what message the boys would write next. It looked like they were satisfied with teasing her with their harmless fun. Some of the notes were pretty crude, like “I want to shove my cock in your ass and then down your throat.” Tara let them go without responding. There were the normal incidents with the remainder of her class. She was happy because it did not look like she was going to have to fail any of them. Some had made surprising progress during the year. Tara was a good teacher.

The end of the year was fast approaching. Graduation ceremonies and parties were being planned. One day after school was out for the day, Tara was walking down the hall, when she met Jan. Jan was the English teacher. She had been at that school for eleven years and had a hidden reputation for fucking students, as well as some of the other. They met shortly after Tara started and became friends. They had gone bar hopping together a few times. One time Tara hooked up with two guys that were together, so she invited Jan to come home with them for a fun evening, and it was.

“Hi, Jan.”

“Hi Tara.”

Jan asked if Tara was going to be one of the chaperons at the school graduation party/dance, like she was.

“No. A few of the parents have gotten together and arranged a private party for just selected students, on the same night. They actually hired me to be one of the chaperons. There were 22 students invited, more girls than boys, mixed race buy only a couple Blacks, a couple Asians and one Hispanic. It is going to be in the ballroom at the Waverly Hotel.”

“Have fun.”

“You too.”
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Graduation party night came, Tara had spent much of the afternoon getting ready. She searched thru her closet. Her work clothes were too teacher like, and her bar hopping clothes were too slutty. Finally, she found a combo that she thought fit the occasion. It was attractive but it did not say, ‘I want to be fucked’.

She took a long hot bath, washed and fixed her hair, ate a light supper and headed for the Waverly Hotel. She and the other chaperons were the first to get there. They talked about how they would monitor the party and how much they would let the kids get away with. They decided, no drugs, no nudity, no showing porn. Very close dancing, mild kissing and little touching would be OK. Things had to stay under control. It shouldn’t be too hard as the students that were invited were the well-behaved ones that mostly got the higher grades. They did not tend to hang with the rowdy ones.

The students arrived and the first couple hours went smoothly. The chaperons did have to break up a few couples who started to get too, let’s say romantic. There was a buffet and punch bowl. They were mostly successful at making sure that the punch did not get spiked. Tara was happy with how things were going. A couple of the guys asked her to dance. She happily did. They thanked her for being a good teacher and helping them be ready to continue on to college. One of the guys spent most of the dance looking down her cleavage, and he did put his hand on her ass. She let him look but removed his hand.

After about two hours, Tara noticed Tyrell crash the party and walk into the ballroom. She went over to him and nicely told him that he had not been invited to this party, and that he should leave. He replied that she should mind her own business. Then he pulled her close to him, put her hand on his package and kissed her. She didn’t pull her hand away, immediately. In her ear, he said, “You’re gonna get well fucked tonight.” She could feel his big cock pressing against.

Tara pulled away and teasingly told him, “In your dreams, little boy.”

They parted, but not long after, Tyrell came back to her and brought her a cup of punch.
“What did you put in it, Tyrell? Should I toss it out?”

“Would I do something like that?”, he said with a big grin. Tara looked him in the eye, tipped her head back and drank the small cup of punch in one gulp. She said that she tasted just a little vodka. Someone else had added that to the punch bowl. She had no idea that Tyrell had also put a special powder in just her drink. Then he walked away.

He came back a little later and took her hand. “Dance with me.” They danced to two songs. Tara was surprised at how good of a dancer Tyrell was. A little later, Tyrell brought her another cup of punch. Tara knew she could handle a splash of vodka, so she drank it down. Tyrell had added more of the drug. He walked away again.

He came back for another dance. He figured that the drug had time to work. Tara was feeling a little lightheaded. They danced and he grabbed her ass. All she did was take them away, and say, “Naughty, Naughty.” Then they kept dancing. At the end of that dance, Tyrell did not walk away. He held her by the hand and walked her down the hall, to a room that he had rented for the night. Tara was walking a little funny and giggling. “Where are you taking me, Tyrell? The party is back there.”

Tara thought to herself, “He wants to fuck me, and I am fuckin’ sure that I’m going to let him. I want to feel his big black teen cock pounding my cunt, till he fills me with his cum. I hope he lasts a long time. I’ve wanted it ever since he took it out in class and I saw it, but he never took control. He could have had me long ago, but I’m going to let him think that this was all his doing, let him think that he got me drunk and took advantage of me.” These were mostly her true feelings, but the two drugged drinks were making it easier.

He opened the door and gently pulled her in. Tara pretended to struggle, just a little. “What do you think you’re doin’ Tyrell, taking me into a bedroom like this? Do you think I’m gonna let you fuck me with that big black man meat of yours?” He gave her a harder pull and they were in the room. Tyrell shut and locked the door.

That was when Tara noticed that Jerome and Richard were already in the room. They were standing, naked, with their erect cocks in their hands, slowly stroking them. Tyrell and Jerome were both nicely hung, but Tara almost laughed when she saw that Richard, the white boy, was bigger than either of them. He was REALLY hung.

Tara jumped on the bed, grinned at the boys and said, “And just what do you boys want?” Tyrell was quickly stripping out of his clothes.

Jerome spoke, “We gonna fuck all three of your holes, Ms. Whitey. We gonna fuck you so much, and fill you with so much cum, that you’ll slosh when you walk for the next two days.” The three students got busy stripping Tara. In a minute she was as naked as they were.

Jerome climbed on the bed, next to Tara’s head. “Suck my black cock. Show me that you love my black pole.” Tara slipped her mouth over his cockhead and started sucking. Jerome grabbed her head and forcefully, and rapidly, pushed and pulled her up and down his shaft. After a minute, his cock pushed into Tara’s throat. “Fuck. This the first bitch that has ever been able to deepthroat me. Look at the God damned bulge my prick is making in her throat. All three boys took turns feeling the bulge in her throat as in moved up and back in her throat.”

Richard climbed on the bed and laid on his back. “Climb over me and ride my cock, Teach,” Tara pulled away from Jerome, long enough to change positions. She threw a leg over him, held his huge cock up, and sat down on it. She felt so stretched. She started riding it like a cowgirl on a horse. She took every bit of it in her cunt. It pushed its way thru her cervix and into her womb. Tyrell came to her face, anxious to feel his cock enter his teacher’s throat. Tyrell was a little bigger than Jerome, but her throat was already stretched, so she had no trouble throating him.

Jerome got behind her and shoved one, and then two fingers up Tara’s butt, after spitting on them. He removed his fingers. Richard held he tight, while Jerome lined his prick to the only hole that was not being used. She was dry, so it hurt as he pushed in. More spit helped. Finally, he was in and all three of the boys started fucking her.

Tara had given up her virginity, to her first boyfriend, when she was thirteen, and had lost count of the number of times she had been fucked, but she only had all three of her holes used at the same time, once before. It was when she was fifteen. Her mother was out of town, visiting a sick friend. Her father got drunk and horny. He started getting touchy with Tara. When she did not stop him, he called his brother and her older brother, and told them to come over for a fun time. When they arrived, he had her naked, on his lap, with his cock buried deep in her. The next two hours were a blur of cunt, cocks and cum.

Tara quickly adjusted to having the boys all fucking her. She enjoyed it as much as they did. Finally, it was over. The three boys left. She took a quick shower, and then went back to the party, which was breaking up.
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