Teacher gets Taught Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

Teacher gets Taught Ch. 07

... anyone say something? Was she sleeping with this group too? None of this made sense.

"Oh poor little white whore doesn't know what to do when the world doesn't fit in one of her tight little boxes." She taunted.

"I...this...are you going to report me?" I asked, beginning to freak out.

"Oh please let you off easy? Oh no whore, I think it's high time you get what's coming to you. I see you walking up and down these halls in your frilly dresses and high heels like you are better than everyone." She said her tone was getting harsher and harsher.

"What are you talking about?" I was perplexed.

"And now you think you can play with the big boys like it's just some harmless fun. You're a whore Mrs Dover. A pathetic white whore." She said, pulling the leash firmly.

I felt the rope around my neck getting tighter. I struggled to get my hands free but they were firmly restrained. As she stepped up to me I saw she was naked from the waist down.

Her dark ebony skin blended with the dark room and her tall Amazonian frame made me feel inferior.

I'd only ever interacted with her in passing and even in the tall heels I wore, still came up short.

"So nice of you to come in early. Now we have so much time for your lesson." Mrs Jackson said as she pulled the leash taught and towered over me.

With the other hand she guided my head between her legs. I could smell her moist pussy as she pressed herself onto me.

My mouth was already open in surprise so it just seemed ...

... natural to stick my tongue out. I've never tasted pussy other than residuals of mine. Mrs. Jackson's pussy was sweet like nectar.

The more I licked my fellow teacher's pussy the more she tightened her grip on my leash. She wrapped a leg over my shoulder so I had a fuller access to her clit. It was such a foreign concept to me so I just tried to do everything I wished my husband would do to me.

It seemed to be the right choice because I could hear her moaning. Her fingers were laced through my hair digging into my scalp. Never having used these muscles before my tongue and jaw were already getting sore.

Feeling my pace subsiding she shoved my head away.

"Just what I thought. A weak little white whore who only wants black cock. Well I guess we should get back to basics then." Mrs Jackson said as she let the leash fall to the ground and turned into the darkness.

I twisted to look at my classroom door and the hallway light shining around the cracks.

I turned back around when I heard Mrs. Jackson's footsteps coming towards me. She was stroking a long black dildo strap-on.

"Is this what you want? Little white slut wants a big black cock. Such a basic white bitch." She said as she stuffed my mouth with her fake cock.

Being so tired up I didn't really have any leverage to bob my head so Mrs Jackson was holding my head and pumping her long dildo down my throat. I was drooling so much I was concerned about my dress.

Once I had gotten her fake cock sufficiently ...