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The Bar 2.Again, all this is fiction, etc etc.The minibus wound its way through the outskirts of the town. It was unfamiliar territory for the girls. A new city on another tour with their football team. As part of a larger college football group, as the official cheerleaders they were travelling separately as there was little room left on the main tour bus.It was a new adventure for the young women, and indeed their tutor, Ms Jones.Ms. Jones was approaching 45, but very much in shape. She looked after herself and had a stunning 38D 29 39 figure most of the girls admired. And one or two secretly lusted after. Wearing her trademark dark suit, white blouse, glasses, deep red lipstick and heels Ms. Jones looked every bit the teacher as she drove the minibus. And it looked as if she knew what she was doing. Appearances, they found, could be deceptive.By way of contrast the five girls were aged between 20 and 22. In their short pleated plaid miniskirts, figure hugging tops and high socks, they were the archetypal cheerleader team.Soon it became apparent Ms Jones was lost, as they past a distinctive bar for the forth time.The girls pleaded with Ms. Jones to stop. They’d pop into the bar and ask directions.As it was a grim part of town they all agreed to enter the bar together, as none of them wanted to be left in the minibus alone.The girls squeezed through the stiff door and into the bar. It was very dark. A few lights over the pool table, and meagre strip lights behind the bar provided the only illumination. Shadowy figure paraded around the pool table. they became aware of figures around the bar. the girls felt suddenly intimidated.Ms Jones stepped forward. She approached a tall black man at the bar. “Excuse me young man, we appear to be lost. Could you help us with some directions out of here?”“Well, that all depends sincan escort on where you’d like to end up?” he replied.Ms Jones looked confused.“Our hotel. Of course…”“Hmmmm.” He stopped to think. “Because some ladies like to end up on here…”Unbeknown to Ms Jones the guy had unzipped his trousers and unfurled a huge ten inch black schlong from his trousers. Ms Jones didn’t notice at first until he started to wave it around. This brought laughs from around the bar. Ms Jones and her girls looked shocked. Eye’s widened. A few hands covered mouths. What have we got ourselves into?“Well, if you’re good, I’m sure we can help.” said another voice from beyond the pool table.”Yeah. we don’t mean to scare you.” said another from behind the bar.“Let’s play some games, have some fun.” from another voice across the bar.A tall black guy stepped forward. “Tell you what,” he said, “if you can make my friend here hard, then we’ll help you out..”Ms Jones found it hard to take her eye’s off the big black cock. A look that said half scared and half lust.But she took her eyes away for a second to speak to the man who approached them.“B… But how..?”“Well, we were at the game you were cheerleading at today. but we support the home team. And what with you winning we need some payback. So I think maybe you do a little routine for us. If it gets my friend stiff then we’ll think about helping… if not then well, we’ll have to see.”“B… Bu…”“No buts. You better go and work on something…”“I don…”“Go on. Off you go.” commanded the tall black guy.Ms Jones went back to her group of girls. They had a little huddle. Every so often one of them would turn and stare in awe at the huge cock swinging gently at the bar.Soon the girls were ready to go. They had no pom poms. But they were ready to put on a performance keçiören escort for this bar flu of black guys.They began.Kicking high in step to the left then the right, the girls began to sing.”We are loud, just hear us clap, we love dick that’s long and black” chanted the girls.“In this bar we happen to pass, we take black cock up the arse.”The big cock quivered but didn’t rise. The big black dude stepped forward again. “Maybe we could take those panties off you. Then try again…”Ms Jones Urged the girls on. The little white panties were soon off and placed on the pool table. The high kicking and the singing began again. But this time the crowded bar could see a nice row of young white cunts.There was a few lewd laughs from the crowd.”We are loud, just hear us clap, we love dick that’s long and black”The black cock quivered. Ms Jones reached out a hand tentatively. She touched the cock and like what she touched. The black guy scolded her. “Now, now. no cheating.”“Hmmm. Maybe again. but topless I think. What do you think boys?”‘Yes,’ was the general consensus.The girls removed their tops obediently, then began their song. The big black guy stopped them, mid song.“Whoa. what have we here?” he said as he approach the second girl in line, his fingers making a bee line for her cunt. “Well well well. this one’s very wet…” he said drawing his fingers away and showing the crowd his glistening digits.Behind him the cock was beginning to get hard. But this was no surprise as Ms Jones was skilfully stroking the long black shaft.“And that is cheating i believe…” he said as he looked over his shoulder. “i think a fore fit is in order. And i think you two should pay it.”He grabbed two girls from the line up and told them to get on the pool table.”Right you two, we want mamak escort to see you make each other cum.” With that one girl lay on her back, the other faced the opposite direction and soon they were happily licking and slurping away at each others cunts, fingers deftly working in and out of both holes.The bar looked on, soon other hands would join in. Black fingers tickling arseholes and slipping in and out of eager cunts.Ms Jones was soon without her blouse. A couple of black guys had helpfully seen her out of it and were busy squeezing, groping and sucking those magnificent tis of hers. Her lags were soon up in the air. her skirt round her waist and a big black cock was being slipped inside her. You should’ve seen the look on her face. Eyes opened like saucers as her cunt accepted the huge girth and length.Another girl found herself bent over the pool table. As she sucked on the big black meat in front of her, two wine bottles were being used to fuck her from behind, a smear of cunt juice coating the neck of the bottles.Another of the girls had a black cock in every hole, and one in each hand. Her friend was busy stroking the black shaft up he arse, while she herself was taking a big black cock up her arse.There was plenty to go round. Guys could take turns visiting each hole and each girl. And the girls were very eager to please. Especially Ms Jones. She took numerous cocks up her arse. With at least three of them filling it with spunk, and therefore making it easier for the next. She also had plenty spilling from her cunt and running down her legs. but that didn’t stop more cocks from plugging away. And her face looked a mess, with strings of gooey semen hanging from her chin and hair.The other girls faired little better, with tits, faces, arses, and cunts all full of black man’s cum…Girls would perform in two and threes, with various object inserted in various holes. And all for the cheering crowd.After about three hours the party was over, and guys began to drift away. The girls, unable to clean up, were bearded onto their minibus and given directions. Although who knows what anyone would’ve thought had they been stopped…

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