Teachers Make the Best Lovers

My adventure as a Bull began in Tulsa Oklahoma, while road tripping across country from Atlanta in route to Austin. I made a stop for the night at the Doubletree Hotel in downtown Tulsa and arrived at about 8:30 in the evening or so. Before checking in I thought I would grab a burger and a beer at a nearby pub called Baxters Interurban Grill. It was Friday night and the place was hopping. I moseyed up to the bar where a friendly white couple was seated and nodded my arrival. The waitress quickly offered a water and took my drink order. As i reviewed the dinner menu, the couple introduced themselves as Steve and Megan. Megan was sitting right next to me.

Megan was a blonde that stood about 5'9" and was dressed in a red dress with lipstick that matched. The dress was the slim conforming, cut-out shoulder type, but very tastefully fitting; not slutty in anyway. I estimated that Steve was in his mid-forties and Megan was in her late 30s. She was quite pretty, slim with small martini glass size breast and otherwise very well proportioned. I always said that when it came to women's breast, more than a mouthful was a waste so the small breast were an added benefit to me. But before I go on, let me tell you a bit about me.

First I am black and a military officer—well was one and I'll explain that a little later. I am in my late-forties, 6'1", 210lbs, with green eyes, and in reasonably good shape, consistent with the ideal hunting physique: broad shoulders, narrower waists, and no pouch, yet. In other words in reasonably good shape for my age. I'm certain it was from the military humping the ruck, the M60 and all the time we spend doing the gym.

I recently left the Army (retired) after 23 years as a graduate from West Point, as a field grade officer and combat veteran. I have been married for 21 years to Sherri, a white soccer mom type of gal, and I have always been faithful to her. Not that I didn't have my opportunities. But, as an officer, the ones that came on to me were my female subordinates and/or wives of subordinates—officer fraternizing is a real taboo in the military. Sherri and I have two beautiful young adult c***dren—one is a junior in High School and the other is attending college.

Well back to the story, we ordered our meals and Megan started small talk, from the wraparound corner bar stool, asking me about where I was from and about my life. I explained my situation and what it was like being in combat and the military for so long. She told me that Steve was an engineer at a local architectural firm there in Tulsa, and that she was a third grade school teacher. I can assure you they didn't make them like that when I was in third grade. She talked about her students and the funny things they said over the years. We laughed and noted that "k**s Say the Darnedest Things." Like the time she was walking up the isle and she accidentally ran her hand under the desk and came up with slimmy nose secretion. She asked the table who did it and one girl said, "It's not mine, I eat mine!" We laughed and laughed as though we were just ole pals. I could see she loved her work and especially working with youngsters.

We continued our conversation about married life, sports, the weather, stocks and life after the military as I approach my next chapter in life. I told them about my c***dren and family and she told me that she and Steve were married for five years without k**s of their own. Steve had two girls from a previous marriage, however. We ordered our meals, ate, drank and continued to chat like we were best of friends around that corner of the bar. Just past 9, a DJ starting to spin some songs. I am a reasonable dancer and Steve said that Megan was too but that he had two left feet and could only do the "whiteman's" overbite.

Megan was rocking in her chair to the music and Steve shooed me off to go dance with her. I noted, that I'd been traveling all day and not really cleaned up. She didn't seem to mind and grabbed me by the arm as we danced onto the dance floor to three or four R&B songs before returning to the bar to refresh our drinks.

I took the opportunity to complement her on her dancing and her face lite up with a grim. She kissed me in the cheek and excused herself to the little girl's room. Steve ordered us another round and said, "I thinks she likes you."

I had yet to comprehend what was happening as she returned and took my hand leading me to dance again. This time to a slow song— "You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin,'" her favorite she said. I thought that was a bit strange that she asked me instead of Steve, but then it hit me. These guys were into the HotWife scene, and she was certainly that.

I remembered my wife talking about the new cuckold life style where white women liked to hook-up with black men and Sherri even said, "don't you remember when we were dating and first married, we got a lot of attention and stares, it was taboo" —not all of them good as I remember. She said that women liked the skin contrast, the taboo of having interracial men, the size rumor and that researchers found that women prefer masculine-looking more aggressive men when they are ovulating. They referred to the woman as a Hot-Wife and the hubby as a cuckold.

Megan was clearly acting like I was her bull and that she was a hot-wife. I guess I could play along. She was whispering in my ear that I was a hot man and that she wanted me to have a wonderful time with her. It was all a bit new but I was enjoying her dancing and flirting. I flirted right back and said, I want you tonight, as i squeezed her ass. Then i said, "let's go to my room at the Doubletree." I held her close in my arms, kissed her on the neck, and told her it would be great for both of us. I assured her that I would take gooood care of her ..., that everything would be fine and that she would have the time of her life. I even asked the DJ to play, "Time of Our Life," by Pit Bull. Together we mouthed the words, "Ooh I want the time of my life," and she mouthed back, "Oh baby ooooh give me the time of my life."

As we danced I pulled her close while rubbing her ass and touching her silky nylons. She bragged that Steve was the one that suggested the red dress outfit, all the way down to the high heeled sandals. At one point she slid her hand down the front of my pants and squeezed over manhood. So I moved my hands to the back of her dress and began to pull it up. She kept trying to push it back down and saw a camera flash go off, then another. Steve was having some fun. She asked me to behave and stop giving others a peep show.

As I was rubbing her ass I whispered if she had liked what she felt and if she and Steve were going to be OK about going to my room. She moaned affirmatively when I kissed her neck and squeezed her ass again. She said she and Steve have not had sex in over a week and that they were thinking about their night out all day.

Megan told me how, earlier in the day Steve had prepped her with a sensuous bubble bath, painted her toe nails, picked out her red dress, lip stick, and sexy thong undies with matching bra. "He had the biggest boner but I was not going to let him have me," she decried. She did a double squeeze on my bum, and said, "it is all for you!"

I knew my role now and took charge of the situation. When we returned to the bar, she took Steve aside and I saw him nodding in the affirmative. They returned and Steve paid the tabs, and said let's get that room.

We left the pub and walked to the front check-in desk together-Steve, Megan and I. I asked for my room reservation and the clerk said it was only for one person and asked how many were staying the night. I said it was only me and that these were just friend's stopping by for a night cap. He looked at me strangely when Megan took my hand and led us to the elevators, while Steve followed like a puppy behind.

We entered my room which had two double beds and a nice suite area with a wet-bar and frig. loaded with wine and liquors. I offered Megan and Steve a drink and he took a beer, while Megan took a wine cooler. I had a Jameson and 7up. We started talking again about our k**s and family and other nonsensical stuff. Megan said that Steve and she had been trying to get pregnant for the last three years but that since his bout with cancer, his sperm count was zero and doctors felt that it would never come back. I said I was sorry but Steve said it was OK because he had two c***dren before. Megan looked a little disappointed none-the-less.

We talked about the world cup and anything that came up. Megan came over and sat on my lap while Steve made it be known that he wanted protection—asking if I had condoms. I said no as my wife is fixed and I never have fooled around on her. He said that we should go buy some and Megan quickly countered with, "Steve, please go to the store and get them. Make sure they are large and get the 12 pack," jokingly.

Steve jumped to his feet and walked to the door as if in a trance. Megan and I began kissing immediately after he departed. You know, the act of kissing releases massive amounts of oxycontin, a "love potion" that helps couples bond, I said. Through bonding, each lover's face becomes personally attractive to the other and that a woman's face is most beautiful and alluring once a month, exactly when she is at the peak of her fertility. Megan you look beautiful tonight, is that because you are most fertile? She began thinking back to her last period and cried out, "you know, that is what it must be as I am supper horny for certain and it is almost two weeks to the day from my last period. Uggh, she replied.

After a short kissing spell, I said I need to get a shower as I have been driving all day and am quite stanky. Megan said, "mind if I join you?" "That will be fine," I replied. I entered the bathroom first to brush my teeth, and then turned on the shower.

Just after cleaning my junk, Megan stepped in with this strange looking shower cap on her head. She didn't want to get her hair wet and Steve had not agreed to this totally, yet. She had red toe nail polish on and her small B cup breasts were standing fully erect. I played with and sucked on her hard nipples and worked a finger over her clit. She asked me to squeeze her nipples hard. Harder she said and then she lowered herself near the floor so that she could take me in her mouth. It was the strangest thing as I looked down on what looked like the jiffy pop popcorn head with her plastic shower cap on.

She liked what she saw and stroked me for a few minutes. When she stood up we kissed. I suggested that we return to the room before Steve got back. We dried each other off, kissed madly and then she put her bra, panties back on, and a Doubletree robe: while I wore only a Doubletree bathrobe. We settled in the room waiting for Steve like nothing had happened yet.

We talked about sensual things and what she liked best while making love—favorite position, oral sex, a bit about what was about to happen and what she thought Steve's reaction might be. She explained that she liked a lot of kissing, to be taken doggy style with the man in charge and to squeeze her nipples really hard—I found that a bit strange but who was I to judge. We were already getting pretty hot.

She came over, straddled me and began French kissing me as she forced her tongue into my throat over and over. While kissing, she began telling me how good I looked and started untying my robe.

She put her hand inside and began rubbing my back, while woody came to life between us. I let my hands gently slide down her back, squeezing her by the ass, and pulling her in so she could feel my growing dick. She had her arms around my neck and was resting her head on my chest while encouraging woody with her pelvic rolls. It was a beautiful feeling but the spell was quickly broken by the knock on the door by a returning Steve.

Steve came in with a box of condoms held high and two tooth brushes. He was a bit surprised as he noticed Megan in her bra and panties, and me in my robe. Of course he didn't know that we had taken a shower and that I had run my fingers into her pussy. As Steve approached us, Megan said thank you honey, and gave him a peck on the cheek while saying, I am sure we will need them in a little while so hold on to them.

She regained her focus on me, and moved her hands around front and started feeling me up and tweeking my man nipples. My nipples are so sensitive, I let out a low growl. I slid one hand down, moved around her panties and started to finger her as Steve looked on with a beer in one hand and a camera in the other. Megan looked over at Steve for his approval and he nodded. She took one hand from my neck and put it on my dick and started playing with me.

Woody became hard instantly and was poking out of my robe. Steve look on intently and he started pushing down on her shoulders. Megan knew what he wanted and what I needed to do is to be the black stallion. She knelt before me and tried to get me in her mouth. I saw the flash go off and knew Steve was busy taking pictures. That was fine because I did not want her to stop sucking me as I too was sex starved for the past two weeks.

While sucking and stroking, I reached for her nipples and gave them a squeeze like my hands were vicegrips. Her 34B tits had red nipples now that were harder than granite and the "headlights" came on if you know what I mean. She looked up with tears of joy and started stroking and stretching my cock skin back over its head. She could barely get her fingers around it but licked it like a pro.

Steve jumped in and stopped us saying, "Larry, did you know I planned and prepped her for this evening, I got her that sexy outfit, got her hair done and I polish her toenails and help shave her pussy just for tonight." I hope you liked how I trimmed and neatly prepped her pussy to create that sexy landing strip. Megan got so hot and wet as Steve talked about her. He went on to aay, "I wanted to fuck her on the spot but she wouldn't let me ruin the mood for this evening. She would only let me kiss and suck her titties, I wasn't allowed to finger her pussy, or to fuck her for over a week. She wanted to be sex starved when she left the house." This is her first time with anyone but me. How do you like her, Larry-"being transformed from a grade school teacher to a bonnerfide slut for black cock?"

Megan asked him if he was going to be OK because once they do it, there is no going back. He assured her that this was going to be more exciting for him than for her. She assured him that she loved him and explained that she was not even sure if she would cum with anyone but him.

I was so horny by now that I ordered Steve to go sit on the other bed and strip down to his tighty whities and to get ready for the show of his life. He obeyed like he was one of my soldiers...

Megan got so excited about Steve taking orders from me. She was wetting herself so much that she had to use Kleenex to keep her juices from running down her legs. We began to tongue kiss again.

Just to try this bull stuff out, I ordered Steve to eat her before I would take her and I assured her that everything would be alright. She spread her legs while in the chair and he moved between them as he pulled her panties aside to lick her pussy, she played along. As she moaned to his tongue, she reminded him that he would not be fucking her tonight- so don't even think about it. After Larry gets through with me, my cunny will be way too big for your little five inches. But if you're nice, I might help you stroke yourself off later.

I motioned Megan to come to me again and she pushed Steve's head out of the way. We kissed as I lifted her in the air and she locked her legs around my waist. I was diamond cutter hard as she slid down trying desperately to wiggle her panties to the side so she could get me into her box. My cock was trapped under her panties and wasn't going anywhere as she cantilevered on it. I rubbed it back and forth nontheless in foreplay.

Megan's kiss became passionate and our tongues continued to probe each other's mouth, I sensed that she wanted me in her badly and her pussy became so wet. She was right where I wanted her and I continued to suck on her tits as she leaned backed around my waist, I was leaving red hickeys all along and she loved it.

I pulled her close by her backside feeling up in her panties. Megan wanted to be "taken" and I knew it. I laid her on the bed and began tonguing her pussy until she squirmed in pleasure and pushed my face away panting. She pulled her thong panties down, and immediately kneeled on the bed as she presented herself high in the air to me. Steve jumped up to get a better view.

She motioned Steve to unfurl a rubber but Steve said no try stroking him a little without it first. I moved into position and to my surprise, Steve reached for me and said, since she is presenting herself to you, I want to be the one giving her to you. Please let me put your cock inside her.

He grabbed my dick and pointed it into her pussy as I thrust forward. It slipped off of her and under her clit carrying his hand right along. It was the first time for me to have another man touch me but it made me feel powerful and in control. I pulled back and re-aimed again. This time he guided it better and it slipped right in. She grunted and Steve continued to fondle my balls and her pussy on each thrust. She motioned for him to sit down and he obeyed; she reached out and squeezed his hand lovingly as if to say thanks for being such as great hubby.

Steve got off the bed and turned on some R&B music to hide her moans of pleasure while I stroked her long and hard doggy. I pulled her in deeper by grabbing her breasts with each thrust. I could not believe how wet she had become. I grabbed her by the shoulders and forcefully slammed my dick up her wet pussy as she pushed her hand back to stop me from penetrating her cervix.

I fucked her for about ten minutes doggy while reaching around to play with her clit. I had a great angle on her pussy and was making her clench her teeth. I stroked her with deep penetrations that seemed to make her belly bulge. Her tits were bouncing back and forth with ever thrust. My long black fingers rubbed her clit and she was moving her hips back to meet my every thrusts. The fucking of her cunt and touching of her clit were making her pant and then it happened in a loud guttural scream, she had her first climax.

I continued to stroke her and she began what seemed like a continuous climax while biting her lip to keep from screaming. Megan was dripping wet and continued to moan and pant loudly as she shuttered to several more climaxes. She was bucking uncontrollably with several huge spasms. She turned her head back, moaned and French kiss me as I reached around to squeeze her hardened nipples. As Megan bit her lip trying to hide her cries of passion, I could feel I was close to shooting my load into her pussy but pulled out just as she dropped to the bed and I came out.

She was loving it and turned to face me. She sat on the bed so that she could taste us and tried to suck me clean of her juices. Before we knew it, Steve had once again embraced my dick and said he wanted to taste her on me. It was only fair... they both licked me. Steve continued while Megan stopped to sip on her drink before returning to the bed lying on her back. Her tits had several hickeys and she was admiring how Steve looked so good sucking cock.

Steve move off of me and started licking Megan's pussy and it was not long until she climaxed again. She reached for me as I climbed in the bed next to her head. She sucked me for a bit and then came up to kiss me. She provided me with a strange taste—cock, pussy lips and alcohol aftertaste but I enjoy it. I moved between her spread legs in the missionary position, and began kissing her while pushing my hardness over her clit and into her pelvic-bumping and grinding to the R&B music. You are perfect she said—my milky white body and blonde hair and your ebony skin and light eyes-she was ready to take my big black dick.