Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher - Sex Stories

Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher

... follow as Mrs. Jones decided. “Yes, you little teacher slut, you will make a good pet for meeee,” Janet smiled, slightly surprised by the term Mistress being used, although it expedited the conversation that was to follow once this white pet training was done. Being called a slut always turned Jasmine on because she craved to be one. Craved to eat teenage pussy, craved to suck black cock, craved to be gangbanged, craved to be ass fucked and craved to be used as a complete submissive slave for the pleasure of a Mistress. Cunt juice trickled down her leg as she continued licking, sensing the orgasmic eruption was imminent. “Here it comesssssss, my white teacher slutttt,” Janet declared, knowing she would be a very eager addition to her harem of white woman. Unlike the other women she had pleasured, this black woman was a squirter. Jasmine had researched this, and seen it in the movies, but never seen it or felt it in real life. She felt her face coated with wetness as she continued lapping up the taste of decadence. The black woman's cum was unexplainably addictive, a taste unlike any she had ever had. She didn't want the fountain of pussy juice to end as she savoured every drop of pussy perfection. Janet had seen eager white pussy pleasers, had created quite a few herself through training, but none had been as obedient, eager and thorough as this white teacher. She knew she would be a long term pet addition and also knew she would obey and submit to her daughter if told to. ...

... Once her orgasm was done, she gently pushed the still licking pet away and asked, “Are your panties wet?” Jasmine no longer the teacher of this woman's daughter, but rather the submissive pet of this black woman and feeling totally at home on her knees, and wanting to impress and shock her new Mistress answered with a playful smile, looking up from her submissive position, “My panties can't be wet.” “Why's that?” Janet asked, intrigued by the odd tone of the teacher. “I'm not wearing any,” Jasmine revealed with a naughty smile. “You really prove the theory appearances can be deceiving,” Janet said, actually surprised by her pet’s naughtiness. Jasmine smiled, still on her knees, “My husband tells me I’m an enigma.” “That you are,” Janet smiled, while grabbing a candy cane from the festive Santa coffee cup. She asked, “Do you want to come, my pet?” The horny teacher, her face still wet with pussy juice, admitted, somehow needing to show how willing she was to be a good pet, “Desperately, Mistress.” “Go sit on my daughter’s desk,” Janet instructed. Jasmine stood up, moved to a front row desk, directly in front of her own desk, and sat on top of it. “Should’ve known that Bethany would sit directly in front of the teacher she wanted to seduce,” Janet said, amused. She stood up and instructed, “Now let’s see that wet white cunt of yours.” Jasmine obeyed, awkwardly pulling her skirt up and without any shame showing her shaved cunt. “Shaved,” Janet nodded approvingly, “you really are ...