[Black penis fetish] (8)

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Chapter Eight

Coach Pacbett picked up a pink pistachio from the tray on his desk with his thumb and forefinger, feeling

quite displeased.

Every time he bought a bag of pistachios, the coach had this feeling: he was feeding his hard-earned money into

the pockets of a bunch of sheep-smelling Iranians. These guys, who couldn't even count ten on one hand, knew nothing but burning American

flags and hanging their own countrymen who wanted to live in the twentieth century. But damn it, they just

liked pistachios.

Pacbett pinched the pistachio between his thumb and forefinger, and the shell cracked open at his will. The crisp

sound of the shell breaking echoed in the coach's office.

Jimmy involuntarily shrank back.

"Little guy, can you do that?" Pacbett chuckled at Jimmy's hesitation.

"Huh?"

"Huh?" Pacbett mimicked sarcastically. "I've made myself perfectly clear. Kid, are you deaf? I

bet your ears are stuffed full of earwax."

"I don't see what the flowering fruit has to do with what we're discussing." Jimmy, annoyed,

shifted his weight in his seat. "If you don't want to deal with it…"

"Then I'll tell you what to do about this, you little brat!"

Jimmy was speechless, surprised by the coach's intense reaction.

Coach Pact was panting heavily, as if he'd swallowed a razor blade. He picked up another flowering fruit,

slowly increasing the pressure until the pink shell cracked open with a "crack."

Despite his displeasure, Jimmy glared at the coach, genuinely confused by his deliberate provocation.

He involuntarily flinched when the flowering fruit made the sound.

"If this were your skull," Coach Puckter said menacingly. "What the hell are you thinking, you little brat? Hmph, we

could easily crack your skull open and fry your worthless brains in oil in the basement stove. No

one would even notice you're missing. Do you know why? Because no one would even think to look for a

piece of trash ."

"Are you threatening me?" Jimmy angrily bent down to get up.

"You sit still, you disgusting little nerd!" Coach Puckter thought to himself,

calling this brat disgusting was an understatement.

"I'll be frank with you," the coach continued, tossing

popcorn . "Do you want to listen or not?"

Angry Jimmy stubbornly sat still, but didn't argue. " Alright

, listen up," Coach Puckter said seriously.

"You come here spouting nonsense, talking about my players' embarrassing moments, which will make a lot of people unhappy. You

need to understand, kid, we went to great lengths to get these athletes. You don't have time to worry about what they do off the field

. Especially if you get a talented player, you get a young rooster

that never stops. On the field, he brings glory to the academy, constantly exercising; in the dorm, he also needs to vent

his excess energy, constantly looking for fun. You understand what I mean, kid? You won't waste your time thinking he

can't do anything but play basketball."

"Okay, now," Coach Puckter brushed the fruit shells off his knees and laughed loudly. "You've been going around

clamoring that the school should abolish the athletics department and stop athlete scholarships. This infringes on the interests of many people and threatens

the lifestyles they enjoy. Any one of these people could

crush . You're brave. Stupid as a pig, but incredibly audacious. Let me remind you, your materials not only threaten

my position but also many prestigious alumni. Their reputations largely represent this

school . You're going to smear these people. Have you considered whether they or you are more capable and

powerful? You little brat, if I were you, I'd really have to watch where I'm going from now on; otherwise, you can forget about

ever walking again. Do you understand?"

Jimmy was starting to get restless.

He couldn't forget Judy, his first love, or rather, his only true love. For some foolish reason, he

thought the materials he had were enough to expose the corruption in the athletics department. Coach Parker would be trembling with fear at the sight of these revelations

. He would expose that villain, Puckter, for who he really was. Jimmy had once been smug about this idea. He thought that by

single-handedly challenging evil forces, he would earn the respect and gratitude of all the students. The dean would then

truly dedicate himself to education...

Now, he wasn't so confident.

"So you also indulge in immoral behavior?" Jimmy questioned.

Puckter began to think of Jimmy as an annoying mosquito. It buzzed around your ear

incessantly . You had to be patient. Before long, that little bastard would land on your face. Then, you just had to

give him a light slap... and what the hell was that? Right, he mumbled something about naked white women hanging on the windowsill of the athletes'

dormitory ...

Thinking of this, Puckter's eyes bulged out. Good heavens, these chimpanzees are taking white women

to the dorms to fuck again. Bastards! This absolutely cannot continue. The coach jumped up, almost forgetting

Jimmy standing right in front of him.

"Get the hell out of my way," Puckter shoved the skinny young man who had also stood up.

This made Puckter realize how different they were. He recalled his youth in Georgia.

Back then, he had participated in KKK lynchings. Wearing a white robe with a pointed hood, riding a tall horse,

lighting a cross in the countryside, and hanging the black men who "raped" white women. He wished he could go back to those days.

Unfortunately, it wouldn't work. But Coach Pacquet was still determined to make his small contribution to civilization…

No, no rush! Pacquet slapped his face a few times. He remembered, there was a

game tonight. A damn important game. This was a crucial turning point in his coaching career. If they

won tonight, his status and influence in the college league would rise, rise even higher! That meant weeks of television

news and live broadcasts, donations from countless alumni, and even more money quietly flowing into

his own pocket. He'd be just one, maybe two, steps away from the national college basketball championship trophy…

Damn it, these damn black bastards always cause trouble at this time. Should he uncover the truth or cover it up? Coach Pacquet was truly

at a loss…

“What are you still muttering about?” Pacquet suddenly noticed that the young man in front of him hadn't left, but instead

clung to him, continuing to talk.

"I'm saying this one last time," Jimmy sighed impatiently. "If you do nothing, I

'll take matters into my own hands and correct this ugly situation."

"What…?" The coach was bewildered by the underdeveloped kid's audacity. "Boy, are you

fucking kidding me… Hey, you get back here!"

But Jimmy had already rushed out of the coach's office, likely heading towards the athletes' dormitory.

This is fucking terrible. You don't want to stir up a hornet's nest, especially with a major competition on this day. Thinking this,

Coach Pacquitar quickly put on his coat, grabbed a handful of flowering fruit, opened the door, and chased after the little rascal.

Sometimes life is just awful. That's no lie. 　　**********

...

But according to the rules of the athletes' dormitory, this was only slightly

excessive, and it even achieved a certain balance and symmetry.

Four dicks and two women.

Each woman happily offered up her two holes, front and back.

(There was also a third, if needed.) All the dicks could freely fuck any

hole ... So, everyone, regardless of gender, was very happy.

Seeing her originally rigid roommate return with "Harp" completely transformed into a different person, Melinda was greatly

surprised and still hadn't gotten used to it. Judy was greedily eating "Big Tree's" dick in front; behind,

"Yoyo's" black penis was fiercely plowing the crevice between her legs.

Melinda was genuinely happy about this transformation, believing that nothing could be more beneficial to her roommate's health.

Judy opened her mouth as wide as possible, her tongue confidently circling the penis deeply inserted into her mouth, her lips sucking on

the base of the penis as it continued to advance to the man's testicles. As she did this, she felt the head of "The Tree's" penis press heavily against

the back wall deep inside her throat. "The Tree's" penis tasted salty and fishy from beginning to end. This was because he had just fucked Melinda

; his black sausage hadn't been out of her vagina for even a minute.

Judy was proud of this, which made her, Melinda, and the other four men in the room

"sworn brothers" on a spiritual level. Although the intermediary that led her to this point… the man's penis… was somewhat

shameful .

However, it didn't matter.

She felt a pressure running through her body. This feeling was even stronger than what she had

experienced from "The Harp." Judy's upbringing included many unwritten rules, such as receiving two penises at the same time, or even

having someone watch while being fucked by two men simultaneously—these were daunting taboos. 1024xp.com Now, all of them

were breached by Judy in just a few hours. This alone was more

intense in her heart than any orgasm.

Intercourse with "The Harp" was a purposeful act. It was to stretch the hymen, to dilate the vagina. To let

the enormous penis stretch and lengthen the opening.

Stretch, lengthen, stretch, lengthen, release, release again, release—release again. And she

had done it all, completed it. Even exceeded expectations. 1024xp.com

Judy felt she was almost quite experienced. There were no new heights for her to conquer. There would

be no more irresistible force compelling her to reach orgasm. 1024xp.com

But now, the actions of four men and two women in "Yoyo's" room had opened Judy's eyes again. Yes,

actions. Actions between men and women, that was the whole point. It was

the euphoric feeling of two cocks simultaneously inside her mouth and vagina.

It was a completely new experience.

It was a stronger stimulation.

It was the thrill of breaking taboos.

Judy had never imagined she would dare to do something like this. And she was indulging in a threesome. She loved

the feeling of her entire body covered in sticky semen… loved the feeling of a man ejaculating directly onto her face…

loved the feeling of semen slowly dripping from her nipples… loved

the feeling of the mixture of the first man's semen and her own vaginal fluids being squeezed out of her vagina by the second man's cock and slowly flowing down to her buttocks…

She suddenly wished she were cheap. She wished she had the semen of a hundred… no, a thousand cocks all over her body.

"Call them all over," Judy wanted to shout.

"Am I going crazy, or have I really grown up?" Judy asked herself.

It was a pointless question.

She had one cock in her mouth and another inside her vagina. That was enough. No further

explanation was needed.

She couldn't resist. The new sensation within her body made Judy dizzy.

She wanted to cry.

She wanted to laugh hysterically.

But Judy did neither. What she did was what she had always done… letting her teeth gently scrape

the sensitive skin on the mushroom-shaped glans of "The Tree." "The Tree's" penis was a gigantic black rod of flesh.

Perhaps even bigger than "Harp's." She was earnest, meticulous, and giving it her all. "The Tree" began to fuck her, wielding his enormous

member in and out of her mouth... Judy's cheek was sucked into a hollow.

"Yoyo" took the opportunity to thrust his penis all the way in. Although "Harp" had developed her, Judy's vagina

was still very tight, gripping "Yoyo" with indescribable pleasure. He held on, using "The Tree's"

thrusting in front and the woman's natural spasms from behind, watching the two men and one woman beside him tease each other, quietly enjoying himself.

The sounds beside them grew louder.

Melinda was once again pushed to orgasm by William and "Harp." Her cries were like the pain of childbirth. Melinda

reached orgasm very easily; Judy couldn't remember how many times she had come today. Although William was

the only white male among the four penises and not a player, the three black athletes still tactfully gave the "honorary seat"

to this rich young man. Inserted into Melinda's vagina was William's penis,

a creamy-colored rod that, while not comparable to the blacks', was still quite impressive. Melinda was one of his girlfriends, and William knew her sensitive spots intimately.

He skillfully fucked her until she screamed incessantly.

William often came to the athletes' dormitory to have fun with the black basketball players. He needed the marijuana the players had, and

the blacks needed the fresh young girls he brought. Although the players had no shortage of willing partners, having

the son of a school board member accompany them reduced a lot of risk. So it was truly a "win-win" deal.

On these occasions, the black players would flaunt their magnificent genitals,

mocking William's "little fleshworm." William was perfectly content with the comparison, unconcerned. Firstly,

he knew he was considered "impressive" among his white peers; secondly, he had understood from a young age that God treated

everyone unequally. Since God cruelly allowed such vast differences in brains among different people, He certainly didn't care about

slight differences in their private parts. So what if these players had big dicks? Could they have fathers as good

as ? As long as the dick made him feel good, that was enough, especially since Melinda was being fucked so hard she was screaming. That was enough

to prove his dick was not only adequate but also more than enough.

Of course, Melinda's fullness was slightly inferior to Judy's delicate, almost perfect figure.

The latter 's limbs and features were impeccably balanced, even her large breasts seemed perfectly proportioned to her chest, abdomen, and buttocks

. But no one had time to compare right now. Everyone had more important things to do.

"Come on, shoot it on me," Judy pleaded. She didn't have a specific target. "Please... I

want you to put your balls on me."

"Ha," Harp chuckled. "How can I refuse such a request?"

He pulled his penis out of Melinda's mouth, held the base of his erect penis, walked to Judy's side, and

instructed , "Hold it and stroke it up and down!"

Judy hurriedly gripped the penis tightly. It was covered in Melinda's saliva and very slippery. Judy vigorously moved it up and down

. She stroked it up to the glans, letting the foreskin roll up to the shaft. Then she stroked it down, pulling back the foreskin and sliding it to the base of the penis. Up-

down, up-down, her little hands kept moving.

"That's a great idea," said "The Tree." He then pulled his penis out of Judy's mouth and

placed it squarely in her other hand.

One penis in one hand. Two black dragons, poised to strike, both aimed at her face.

But she wanted more.

More!

Judy had a plan. She knew what to do.

"I want you all to come, everyone come here."

Although Melinda's orgasm had subsided, William's penis was still inside her. William leered at

Melinda's roommate's naked body, finding it incredibly alluring, arguably on par with Melinda in front of him. "Mmm,

yum," William's little head started to conceive. He snapped back to reality and looked at his girlfriend, who was still holding his penis. Melinda

immediately understood the wicked scheme in his little head.

"But what am I supposed to do now that you've pulled your dick out?" she questioned logically.

“I’ll take care of you, of course,” Judy answered for William. “Come here, sit on my face.”

Melinda completed the prescribed action precisely in just two seconds. William’s wet, erect penis was left exposed to

the air.

“What should I do?”

“Yoyo” asked hastily. His dark, glistening penis was still working inside Judy’s vagina.

“How about you shoot on me too?” Judy replied as before. She was a stubborn person, determined to see things

through .

“Yoyo” quickly pulled out.

Melinda squatted down, positioning her vaginal opening against her roommate’s face, then bent down, grabbing William’s penis with one hand and

“Yoyo’s” enormous member with the other, moving rhythmically.

Judy gradually accelerated, the rhythm becoming faster and the force heavier.

She gripped “the tree’s” penis tightly. It was like a log, thick and long, almost comparable to the St.

Lawrence River estuary, "the mouth of the St. Lawrence River in Canada. Wide and long."

Its glans resembled a large, purplish-black plum. Judy was already familiar with "The Harp's" penis. However,

she still couldn't put it down when she held it.

"The Harp" stood motionless in front of her with a smile, like a majestic sculpture.

"Oh—yeah…" He stared at Judy, occasionally moaning softly.

Judy tried to concentrate, to understand the cause and meaning of what was happening before her.

But she couldn't. She couldn't concentrate, nor did she want to understand why there were four penises and a small vagina urging her.

She was focused on herself. She just wanted to feel... and here were cocks and cunts beyond her control for her to feel.

1024xp.com First and foremost, there was Melinda's fleshy slit blocking her view. As Melinda squatted down, the pink fleshy hole

opened wide, aimed at her lips. The mixture of semen and vaginal fluid continued to flow out. Judy stuck out her tongue, curled

the tip of her tongue into the opening, and began to fuck her roommate with her tongue.

"Mmm, ah." Melinda groaned, stroking William and "Yoyo" cock even harder. "Just like that,

so good . It feels fucking amazing."

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