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Cheerleaders Diary

Dear Diary,

Sorry that I haven’t written lately, but it has been a most amazing time at college. After eighteen years of being told by my parents, teachers and sometimes it seemed everyone else in my world, especially older brothers, what to do and when; these first few weeks have been amazing.

Of course, before they all drove me to college, my parents and every last one of my seven older brothers and their families threw me a fabulous eighteenth birthday party. I got all kinds of things for my dorm room and new clothes. I used the party to tell my high school boyfriend Steve that it was O-V-E-R. Since we were going to different colleges, we both knew it would never work…his fault for not making better grades so he could get into a good school like I did. I think he was cheating on me anyway; not that we ever went all the way.

That reminds me, the most exciting news of the past couple weeks…I lost my virginity. Well, had it taken is more accurate. Like in high school I tried out for the cheerleading squad. But things are different here at college. Instead of just entertaining the crowds and motivating the team at games, you have to entertain and motivate the players…off the field.

I was surprised and frightened at first when I found out. In fact, I almost decided not to try out at all, but I have ALWAYS been a cheerleader. My Mama was a cheerleader. Even Nana was a cheerleader, way back. Of course, they were only high school cheerleaders. I want to be the first girl in the family to make the college squad. I could not let a little thing like my virginity stand in the way of that.

I didn’t really know what it would be like. I heard the other girls, whose turn came before mine, talk about it though. It was simple really. You went to the dorm where most of the players lived and you signed in as someone’s study buddy. They came down and escorted you back to their room where you had sex with him…and any of his friends around. But you had to be done and out of there by ten o’clock curfew.

I was really nervous when it was my turn. At lunch, Sally May, the head cheerleader, gave me a slip of paper that contained the name and room number of the player that I was to…entertain and motivate. Wouldn’t you know it; it was Tyreese Moore, the star running back and possible Heisman Trophy candidate. I got even more scared then. I had hoped for someone more…well, like me; maybe the hot, blonde quarterback, who was known for his high grades as much as his throwing arm. If he did not make the NFL, he would certainly be a Rhodes Scholar.

Tyreese was the exact opposite of all that. He was a kid from the inner city, who could have never made it to college without football. He was also black. Having never actually been with a guy before, the thought of having a black guy as my first was terrifying. Was it really true? The size thing.
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Marys First Black Cock

Mary was a very attractive but shy 18 year old who was born and raised in Iowa. Mary was about 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighted in at about 100 pounds even. She had wavy blonde hair and beautiful light blue eyes. She had had a sheltered life and she knew it. In her high school graduation class there were only 6 black students.

Mary was always raised to be friends with everyone, but only close friends with people like herself. It would have been a scandal in her family if she would have ever dated one of the black students. Mary herself was friends with the black kids, but admittedly thought she would never date a black person.

Mary had had enough of her small town and to her parents disappointment had decided to go to a college in Chicago. When Mary met her room mate Tasha and discovered she was black, Mary was a little nervous. After a few weeks though Mary and Tasha quickly became friends and Mary felt bad for many of the stereo types that she had about black people.

The one thing that did bother Mary was Tasha’s brother Tyrone and 2 of his friends. She felt that these 3 represented everything bad about black people. They were truly ghetto! All 3 wore baggy clothing like the rap stars wore with their large platinum chains and spoke in their gansta slang.

The worse thing though was the way they stared at Mary, it made her so uncomfortable. When ever Mary came into the dorm room and these guys were around they would look her body up and down and snicker. Tasha had warned them to leave Mary alone but they kept it up. Deep down the thing that made Mary the most uncomfortable about the guys staring at her was the fact that it was starting to turn her on, especially Tyrone. Besides the way he dressed he was an attractive guy.

Mary was short and had always been attracted to large guys even though her last and only boyfriend was only 5 feet 9 inches. Tyrone on the other hand was on the college basketball team and stood at 6 feet 5 inches and was about 220 pounds of all muscle.

One day while Mary was alone in her dorm room she heard a knock on the door. When she answered she saw it was Tyrone by himself. He had just come from practice and said he was here to see if Tasha wanted to go our for lunch. Mary told him that Tashsa was not in. Tyrone smiled and asked could he come in and take a shower so he would not have to go all the way back to his dorm before he went to find himself something for lunch. Mary was still kind of intimidated by Tyrone, mainly for his size, but did not want to be rude to her friends brother so she told him to come on in.

When Tyrone came out of the bathroom he was wearing nothing but a towel, his brown skin still wet. Mary tried not to make her staring obvious but it was hard. Tyrone’s chest was large and cut and his waist was small with rock hard abs. Tyrone smiled at Mary when he caught her looking and asked her if she liked what she saw. Mary gave Tyrone a look of disgust, but they both knew that she did like what she saw. Tyrone walked over to Tasha’s bed were he had left is gym bag and pulled out a T shirt and a pair of sweat pants.

Mary was still watching Tyrone out of the corner of her eye when to her disbelief Tyrone let his towel drop to the floor. Mary could do nothing but stare at the huge monster black cock that lived between Tyrone’s muscular legs. Tyrone’s cock was at least 7 inches or more while limp and was already as thick as Mary’s forearm. The shaft was dark and the head a dark purple which was as large as a large egg. Mary had not even noticed that she had stopped breathing. Her eyes stayed on Tyrone’s cock for about a minute straight before they moved up to meet his smiling face.
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Black Cock School For Girls

Carla Scott sat stiffly upright in one of the several straight back chairs that ringed the front of headmistress, Marion Elder’s large imposing desk. “Now let me make sure that I understand exactly what you’re saying, Mz. Elder,” Carla said sternly, “you’re guaranteeing that my daughter will receive daily instruction in large black erection etiquette?!?” “That is exactly what I’m saying,” the headmistress replied smoothly, “in fact we guarantee that your daughter will get at least two hard fuckings a day by black erections that are at least nine inches long!!!” “And oral sex?!?” Carla Scott asked. “Of course,” Marion Elder shot back, “that goes without saying.” “I just want to make sure that we understand each other,” Carla replied, “Meredith is my only daughter, and well, you understand that I only want what’s best for her!” “Of course I do, Mrs. Scott,” Carla replied gently, “we’ve been in the business of training young women in art of fucking huge black cocks for over seventy years.” “Of course your reputation is impeccable,” Marion answered quickly, “I just wanted to make sure for myself, that’s all.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Carla Elder replied. “How about a demonstration of how we operate!?!”

Meredith squirmed nervously in her seat listening to the older women discussing her sex life as casually as you would order a hamburger, but much to her chagrin she heard her own mother reply, “I think that’s a wonderful idea, Mz. Elder, please proceed!” “Very good,” Carla replied while picking up the phone and asking Jamal to come into her inner office. A second or two later a very handsome young black man dressed in a snow white terry cloth robe casually entered the room. “You called for me, ma’am?” he asked softly. “Yes, Jamal,” Carla replied, “I’d like you to meet Marion Scott and her daughter, Meredith.” Jamal smiled broadly at the two women while offering, “It’s nice to meet you, ladies.” “As you can see our young men are extremely respectful of all women,” she went on easily, “and we further feel that although our young women will become incredibly addicted to these large black erections that it remains paramount that the young men don’t take advantage of the situation.” “My thoughts exactly,” Marion replied. “And how old is Jamal?” “Let me see,” Carla replied while picking up his file, “ahhhhhh here it is, he’s twenty years old, only two years older than Meredith.” “Now, let’s get down to brass tacks,” the headmistress said evenly, “all right, young man, please expose yourself to Meredith and her mother.” With a small smile still covering his face the young man slowly untied his cloth belt, and then with a flair for the dramatic let them wait for a moment before letting his robe fall open.” “M-my god!!!” Marion gasped. “H-he’s huge, I just can’t believe it’s real!!!”
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A-Dick-Tion

“Mother, I’m so embarrassed!” Heather whined. “Can’t we please just go home?” “I promise to be a good girl, really I do!” “I’m sorry, dear,” Beth Peters replied gently, “but I’m afraid that we’re way past the point of no return.” Heather sat glumly in one of the three leather easy chairs that formed an arc around the front of the desk of Nancy Rogers, who was the headmistress of The Private School For Wayward Girls. The sullen eighteen year old and her mother sat silently while waiting for Mz. Rogers to make an appearance. Heather glanced at the clock on the wall and offered hopefully, “Maybe she forgot about our appointment, mom!” “I don’t think so, dear, her secretary said that she’d be in shortly.” Again the two women fell silent until the door literally burst open as Nancy Rogers swept into the room. “I’m Nancy Rogers,” she said in a neutral tone, “and this must be Heather and Beth Peters.” “It’s nice to meet you Mz. Rogers,” Beth quickly replied. “Likewise,” the headmistress answered while taking her seat behind the massive oak desk. “So, let’s get down to business, shall we!?!”

Mz. Rogers picked up Heather’s already thick file and asked, “So, it seems that you’re having a problem with the boys, is that right?” Before Heather could reply her mother interjected, “Not just with the boys, Mz. Rogers, but with black boys!” “I seeeeee,” she replied softly. “Is that true, Heather, are you having trouble with black boys?” “Well, I wouldn’t exactly cause it trouble,” the young woman answered softly. “No trouble?!?!” her mother exploded. “She drops her panties for any black buck that asks her to, and I call that a problem!” Nancy put down the file and turned to Beth Peters and replied, “Your daughter has an addiction, Mrs. Peters.” “There’s no use beating around the bush, and I’m sure that you’re well aware that there is no cure!” “I know, I know,” Beth replied weakly, “it’s just that I’m at my wits end.” “I don’t want my daughter acting like a little slut for every stray black stud that comes along.” “Is that so wrong of me?!?” “Of course not,” Nancy replied smoothly, “and that’s why we’re here, to help her with her problem.” “Do you really think you can help her?” Beth asked hopefully. “It’s not a matter of controlling her, but more like we help her learn to manage her desires,” the headmistress answered gently.” “God, I certainly hope so,” Beth replied. “I certainly do.”
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Caught In The Act

Tara’s head was pounding like crazy! Thankfully her last two classes were only gym and a study hall, so she didn’t argue a bit when the school nurse sent her home for the rest of the day with instructions to take a couple of aspirins and rest in bed. “That’s funny,” she said to herself as she walked up her front walk, “I wonder why mom’s car is here.” Her first thought that maybe she was under the weather too, so instead of making a lot of noise she tip toed up the stairs in case she was sleeping. She was just about to push open her parent’s bed room door when she heard the sound of a deep male voice on the other side! That definitely was not her father’s voice, besides, he was off on business in Cleveland for a few days, so it couldn’t have been him! With her heart nearly leaping through her chest she slowly cracked open the door to see what the heck was going on! “O-oh my god!” she gasped softly. “Mother, what on earth are you doing!?!?!”

Her mother’s head turned to face her eighteen year old daughter, but she was in no condition to respond as she was in the midst of a riding her lover’s huge black cock to a stunning orgasm! “T-Tara!” she finally mumbled. “What are you doing here?!?” “I live here if you haven’t forgotten!” Tara replied coldly. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?!?!” “This is Arthur,” Vera replied, “he sometimes takes care of me……..” Indeed!!!” Tara snapped. “And I suppose daddy knows all about Arthur?!?!” Before Vera had a chance to respond Arthur chimed in, “To tell you the truth he does, if it’s any of your business!” “I-I don’t believe it!” Tara replied incredulously. “It’s true, dear,” Vera replied, “your father just isn’t up to the task of shall we say taking care of my needs!” I-I don’t understand,” the stunned young woman replied. “It’s very simple, dear,” Vera sighed while working her pussy up and down on Art’s massive erection, “your father is a total loser in the love making department, and for the past five years or so Arthur has kept me from climbing the walls!!!”
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