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 Kirstin Tamms had picked out the most respectable outfit she had.  Fresh
white blouse, knee-length black skirt, dark stockings, a deep-purple jacket
and sensible black shoes.  She had kept her make-up light, as-per-request
and tied her red hair back.  When she looked in the mirror she was the very
meaning of respectable.  Very secretarial.  Looking around she saw them all
taking their seats, all judging her.  Well, fuck them.  Some of her
students were sitting at the back.  She smiled at the salutes and smiles
they gave her.  Finally she sat in her chair and took in the court.  A door
to the left opened and a court officer walked in.

   "If you could all please stand." he said and Kirstin stood up along with
everyone else in the court as the judge walked in and took his seat in the
high chair in front of her.  He was old.  And white.  Fuck him, too.  The
judge opened a pile of papers in front of him then nodded to the court.

   "Sit down." he said.

   Everyone sat.

   Except Kirstin.  She stood there, her hands crossed in front of her. 
The defendant.  She could feel the eyes looking at her, making their own
assessments already.  Fuck-you-all, you fucking hypocrites, she thought. 
"Kistrin Tamms," the judge started and railed off the charges.  She knew
them already and just wanted this bullshit to be over.  "Miss Tamms?" the
judge asked.

   "Hm?" she said, then remembered where she was.  "Sorry," she corrected
herself.  "What were you saying?"

   Laughter came from the black of the court.  It ended as the judge looked
at the source.

   "How do you plead?" the judge asked Kirstin.







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   Kirstin looked at the young black man sitting before her.  He was one of
the school jocks.  A budding star in the making on the football field.  But
in the class, he was dumb as shit, and didn't care.  According Theo, he was
untouchable.  He was the only way the school would win the final.  If
anyone failed him in any of his classes, they would be responsible for the
shitstorm that would come down after losing college league.  Besides, what
did he need to know about this Shakespeare shit for.  Man couldn't even
right proper english!

   "Am just saying s'all." Theo told Kirstin as he slumped back in the
chair.

   She looked up from the papers she was marking.  He was the only one in
detention today.  "Just finish the work, Theo." Kirstin said.

   "I don't even know what it means, Miss." he replied.

   "Then you should have studied it more."

   "I seen the movie.  Romeo was an asshole."

   Kirstin looked up at him.

   "What, I'm not allowed an opinion?" Theo asked.

   "Is that what you've got written down there?" she asked.

   "Pretty much." he said.

   Kirstin sighed and stood up.  She walked to his desk and picked up the
paper.  `Miss Tamms fucks black cock.', it read.  Just that.  She looked at
the other side and saw that was blank.  "All this is going to do is put you
in for more detentions." she said.

   Theo was smiling.  "But it's true though, ain't it?" he said. 
"According to Karl Williamson, it is."

   Kirstin felt herself start to blush.  "Just...  stop it." she told the
young black jock.

   "Said you got a mole just above your pussy." Theo teased.  "Said you
loved to have it kissed."

   "Get out." Kirstin told him.  Theo leaned forward.  He blew her a kiss.
"GET OUT!  she yelled.

   Theo grabbed his stuff and walked out casually, leaving her alone. 
Kistrin looked at the door as it slowly swung closed.  Karl Williamson was
a name she hadn't heard for a couple of years.  Young and and handsome and
black and well-hung.  He was one of the students in her first real year in
teaching.  Not training, or studying but actually teaching.  She'd picked
up a young black man in a local bar and given him a blowjob around the back
of the building.  God, she enjoyed that black cock, using her tongue and
lips to make it grow ever harder and bigger in front of her till he fucked
her breasts and came all over her cleavage.  She only realised who he was
when she saw him in class the next day.  That should have been the end of
it.  Kirstin should have called it a mistake and forgot all about it.  And
if anything came of it, she should have just denied everything.

   But she couldn't.  Kirstin loved the feel of that big, black cock
sliding up and down between her breasts, her spit and his pre-cum making
the passage so much more easier, and so much faster.  Kirstin dreamt of
that cock.  Dreamt of feeling it inside her.  Filling her.  Until the day
came she couldn't hold it back any longer.  She made up some bullshit
reason and told him to stay back.  She couldn't remember what the excuse
was.  It didn't matter anyway.  It got what she wanted.  Karl bending her
over her desk and slamming that BIG, BLACK COCK of his inside her!  As he
fucked her Kirstin knew it was against every code in teaching.  She
could... would be fired if she was caught.  But that made it better.  More
fun.  The thrill got her hornier!

   So the affair...  No, that was the wrong word.  It was strictly sexual.
The `detentions' increased.  All so she could feel that wonderful black
cock inside her.  How many times did she have him over at hers for `extra
tutitions'?  Or just picked him up in her car so they could go somewhere
and fuck.  It was amazing that no-one had spotted it sooner.  Kirstin had
thought she was careful.  She'd pick one male student she liked and, well,
teach him there was more to life than books.  Except last year.  There were
so many good-looking black studs that year.  She had her first experience
of group sex then and enjoyed it a few more times after.  Kirstin would
still go to the bars, pick up someone and fuck him.  No names, just sex. 
She mostly picked black men, with the occasion white guy if she was feeling
charitable.  But she preferred black.  They were bigger, stronger and gave
her what she wanted.  A damn good fucking!

   When Karl left, she looked at the other young, black men in her class.
Kirstin picked one she liked and made her play.  She enjoyed several of the
students but now she wasn't fucking any of them.  The school year was
two-thirds through.  Her young black lover this year was from another
class. His name was Michael.  One of the football team.  Like Theo. 
Kirstin went home and checked her phone messages.  There was nothing from
him.  Maybe he hadn't talked.  The doorbell rang and she answered it. 
Michael stood there.

   "I here to tell you, I have said nothing." he said quickly, walking in.

   Kirstin looked at the 19-year-old black man.  "About what?" she asked.

   He went to her fridge and took out a beer.  "Us.  Theo says he's
something on one of the teachers.  How SHE likes BLACK cock." He opened the
beer and took a mouthful.

   "Shit." Kirstin muttered.

   "He is talking about you?" he asked.

   "Yes."

   Michael looked at her.  "Says he's got pictures." he said.

   "Pict..." Kirstin thought back.  When did she...  "Fuck."

   "There's pictures of you?" Michael said, a smile on his face.

   "It was somebody else.  Before you." she explained.  Karl got a camera
as a present and Kirstin, when she was really drunk `posed' for him. 
Something she would never have done while sober, and thinking about her
career.

   "Fucking hell." Michael said and flopped down on the couch.  Kirstin
thought he was hurt but the young man was grinning.

   "You're not...  hurt?" she said, quietly sitting down opposite him.

   "Shit, no." Michael said and downed another mouthful of beer.  "I know
I'm not the only guy you've had.  You fuck better than my girlfriend.  So
it's obvious you're no nun."

   "Thanks," Kirstin smiled sarcastically at the backward compliment.  "How
did Theo find out?"

   "Says he found a picture on this site.  Hot teachers or something. 
There's Miss Tamms sucking a big.  black cock!"

   "Fffffffuck!" she gasped and sat back.  "Fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck.  If this
gets around it could destroy me."

   "Why?" Michael said.  "You're a single girl."

   "You know what they're like round here." Kirstin said, her head in her
hands.  "A holiday snap of someone wearing a bikini sends them into
meltdown!"

   "Ah..." he looked at her.  "You want me to have a quiet word with him?"

   "What?" she looked up, horrified.  "Beat him up?"

   "No!" Michael shook his head.  "Just have a quiet word.  No violence."

   "You're friends with him, being on the team?"

   "Kinda." he grinned.

   "I don't know," she muttered.

   "What harm could it do?" Michael said and got up.  He sat next to her
and put an arm around her.

   "I don't know." Kirstin said again.  "I think he's going to blackmail
me."

   "What for?"

   "Give him a good pass mark."

   Michael put his head next to hers.  "Listen." he said.  "I'll talk to
him.  Tell him be's being an asshole.  All he's got is this one picture,
which could come from anywhere.  Might even be photoshopped."

   Except it isn't, Kirstin thought.

   "You just need to deny everything." Michael told her.

   Kirstin looked up at him.  "Thank you." she said.

   "Hey," he smiled.  "What are friends for?"

   Michael put the beer down moved in to kiss her...







   `MISS TAMMS BEEN A REAL BAD BITCH!!!' it read.

   Seven words and she knew who it was.  Theo.  He was smiling at her.  The
look in his eye said it all.  `I know'.  Kirstin looked at the name on the
front of the notebook.  Theo.  "Theo, could you stay behind please." she
said and heard the oohs and aahs from the others in the class.

   "'Kay," he said.

   As the last of the class walked out it was just him and her.  Kirstin
stood up and put the sheet of paper in front of him.  "Keep pushing," she
told him.  "Keep pushing and you'll be out of this school--"

   "You were seen." he said.

   "What?" Kirstin demanded.

   "I know a guy who works in one of the town's bars." Theo told her.  "His
brother came here till last year.  And he told his brother `bout this
good-looking white teacher who spreads her legs for dark meat.  Gets her
real fucking wet, it seems.  This bitch is fucking soaking!"

   "Theo..."

   "He was helping his brother out when one night in walks this white
woman. All glammed up and real pretty looking.  After half an hour she is
leading this black guy out the door.  This guy's brother asks who she was
and he tells her that she comes in `bout once a week and picks up a
different guy every time and leaves.  But every time it's a black guy.  The
guy asks why he asked and he tells him he recognised her.  Miss Tamms."
Theo smiled, looking right at her.

   Kirstin just stared at him.

   "Now, yesterday." Theo continued.  "A good friend of mine on the team
comes to me and mentions a picture I've shown him.  He comes up with some
lame-ass line like how can you be sure it's her.  Coulda been done with a
computer.  Just forget it.  Leave her alone." He put a hand into his
jacket's inside pocket and produced a piece of paper.  "I'll bet you're
sucking him off too." He showed her the picture.  "Teach."

   It was her, alright.  Naked.  On her knees.  Sucking on a big, thick,
black cock.  The bastard...

   "You deny this is you?" Theo asked.

   Kirstin was still staring at the picture.  She could deny it, but there
would have to be an investigation anyway.  Even if she was cleared there
would be those who would point to the picture.  And who knew what that
could dragged up, with the number of men she'd taken home or into some dark
alley...

   "I'll take that as a no comment." he grinned and laid the picture on the
desk.

   "What do you want." she said.

   "You fucking Michael?" he asked.

   "What do YOU want?" she said again.

   "Another no comment." Theo smiled and took a pen.  he scribbled down and
time and place on the picture of her sucking cock.  "You be there tonight.
Or the school board's going to find out all about your little `hobby'."







   The car park.  She arrived at the roof level when she was supposed to.
8:00pm.

   There only was one car park in the town.  Kirstin parked just before
eight and sat shaking.  It was too dangerous to call Michael.  She had no
other choice.  It was ten past before he arrived.  Kirstin watched the
cocky little shit approach her car.  She got out and faced him.  Theo was
grinning.  The Bastard.  "What do you fucking want!" Kirstin demanded.

   He feigned shock.  "Miss Tamms!" he couldn't wipe that grin from his
face.  "Language."

   "Stop fucking about, Theo!" she told him.

   "I want passing grades." he said.

   Kirstin looked at him hard then nodded reluctantly.

   "And I want you on your knees." he added.

   "What?" Kirstin said.

   "On your knees." he ordered her.  "Now."

   Kirstin slowly knelt down on the cold, hard concrete.  "Now what." she
said, seeing it coming.

   Theo stepped in front of her and unzipped his jeans.  he pulled out his
soft cock and Kirstin looked at the length.  Not the biggest she'd seen or
had but...  "Not the most original thinker, are you, Theo?" she said.

   He slapped her face!

   Kirstin looked up at him sharply, feeling the sting in her cheek fading.
"You show some respect, bitch!" Theo demanded.  "I own your white fucking
cunt now."

   "I--"

   "What?" he said.  "What you gonna do?  Tell the authorities?  The cops?
The principle?  Go ahead an' tell them.  How long do you think you'll last
before you're thrown out?  And anyway, you can say I'm lying, but all the
guys you done will know.  And then the whole town'll know what kinda slut
you are.  You got a lot to hide.  Miss Tamms!"

   Kirstin stared at him.  There were too many questions now that she
didn't want to answer.  She had no choice.  Kirstin reached for his cock
and Theo smiled as she gripped the shaft and slowly started to pump it. 
She felt it get harder in her hand as she gently worked the cock for the
wanted blowjob...







   She could still taste him in her mouth as she drove home.  The blowjob
had got rough.  From when he grabbed her hair and forced every inch he
could into her mouth and down her throat.  There was one thing the boy
could do and that was cum.  It flooded her throat and mouth.  She thought
she would choke there and then as he thrust into her face when he
thankfully pulled out.  As she gasped for breath he put his cock away "Not
bad." he said and turned.  "See ya later, teach!"

   Kirstin watched him get in his car and drive off.  Theo didn't look
back. He'd used her mouth like it was just another hole for fucking then
left!  She coughed and reached between her legs.  But what shocked her was
how much she had enjoyed it.  Kirstin had enjoyed being told what to do...
Being told she was a bitch and a worthless white slut...  His worthless
white slut...

   Then, she pulled over and parked, and right there in the car, Kirstin
pushed her hand into her panties They were still soaking.  Her fingers
found her clit.  "Worthless...  White...  Slut...  Cunt...  Whore..." she
gasped, gripping the wheel with her free hand as she brought herself off.







   There was still no word from Michael.  But the next day, Theo was there,
staring at her.  Someone needed to collect the reports and he volunteered.
He put them on her desk, with his `report' on top.  A glance at it told her
everything.  It was a detailed account of what he'd done to her the
previous night.  A profanity-filled, pornographic account on how he'd used
her `fucking white mouth' like he would use a `fuckin white cunt'.

   The class ended and she watched them all file out.  Then saw Theo still
sitting there.  Staring at her.  "I pass?" he said.

   Kirstin looked at his paper.  "Yes." she replied.

   "What mark?" Theo asked.

   "C?"

   "Try again."

   "B." he told her.

   Kirstin nodded.  "I'll need something to put into your file." she told
him.  "I can't put this in."

   Theo shrugged.  "What's wrong with it?"

   "I...  can't..." she started.

   "Don't want them to know you're a fucking slut?"

   "I..." Kirstin hesitated.

   "Say it, slut." he ordered.

   "I don't want...  Them to know..."

   "Yes?"

   "That I am a..."

   "What are you?" Theo grinned, enjoying himself.

   "...am a...  slut..."

   "A white slut."

   Kirstin looked at him.  Say it, he mouthed.

   "A white slut." she repeated.

   "Guess you'd better find something to put in my file then." he told her
and stood up.  "But tonight, be at the car park.  Same time."

   Kirstin watched him leave then scrunched the report into a ball and
tossed it into the bin.  "Fucking black bastard," she muttered and felt of
shiver of excitement.







   Theo had gotten right into her car when they met on the roof level of
the car park.  He never said a word, just grabbed her hair and pulled her
head down to his crotch.  Kirstin knew what he wanted.  She undid his
demins and pulled his cock out.  Slowly she slipped her lips around the
soft black snake.  Kirstin slowly used her tongue and lips to get him
harder.

   "That's the way, bitch." he said.  "You suck that black cock.  You show
that the respect it's due."

   "Mmmmm..." she moaned, enjoying the taste and feeling of the growing
hardness in her mouth.  Kirstin felt his fingers move through her hair,
stroking her head.

   "You get it good and hard," Theo told her.

   She started using her lips and tongue to fuck the swelling shaft.  Her
hand was pushing the base of his cock down, pulling the dark foreskin down.
Theo was beginning to gently push his hip upwards towards her mouth. 
"Mmmmmm...."

   "Yeah, you like that, don't ya, white girl?" he grinned.  "Like being
used as a fuckhole?"

   "Mmmhhh..."

   "All those black guys fucking your cunt..."

   "Mmm,"

   Theo watched the red hair bobbing up and down, getting faster as the
mouth and tongue were bringing him closer to emptying his balls.  He slid
his hand down her back and over her ass.  He grabbed her hair suddenly and
yanked Kirstin's mouth from his wet cock.  She blinked at him, her full
lips mouthing the same word over and over...  `Please...  Please... 
Please...' "You want this, bitch?" he teased, then lowered her head till
his cock was near enough.  Theo yanked her head back just as her lips were
near it.

   Kirstin gasped.  She was aching for that cock.  Her pussy was aching for
that cock.  Her white, slutty pussy...

   "Tell you what, teach." Theo smiled, looking out.  It was getting dark.
He reached over and turned the headlights on.  "Get out there." he told
her, pointing to the light from the car.  "And strip."

   Kirstin just looked at him.

   Theo pushed her head down and slapped her face with his cock.  "You want
this, you fucking white slut, you get out there and strip."

   She looked at the high-lighted space in front of that car.  It wasn't
any different from the alleyways she'd fucked in.  Kirstin got out the car
and walked in front of it.  Theo could see every bit of her.  She slowly
removed her coat, then her blouse.  She dropped them next to her.  Then
removed the skirt and slipped it down.  She stood there, in her underwear
and shoes.  Theo rolled the window down.

   "Everything!" he ordered.

   Kirstin looked to the ramp, aware of the possibility that someone might
drive up.  God, she felt so damn slutty.  She slipped one bra strap down,
then the other and slid the bra down exposing her breasts.

   "Sweet..." Theo said from the car.

   Kirstin pulled it round and undid the bra.  She dropped it onto the rest
of her clothes.  Then stopped as she hooked her thumbs into the sides of
her panties.  Kirstin turned and seductively bent down, sliding the thin
panties down her legs and stepped out of them.  She was aware she gave the
young, black bull a fine view of her ass.  She looked back at Theo.  If he
thought she was under his power Theo was wrong.  Kirstin knew what she was.
She reveled in it.  How many black studs had she fucked?  Theo was just
going to be one more.  He would move on and she would have a new class, and
new black studs to pleasure.  Fuck him and fuck his blackmail.  He would be
eating out of her...  pussy, she smiled.  She would have him eating from
her pussy soon enough.  Kirston stood up and turned round to let him see
her naked but for the black shoes.  Her pussy was shaved smooth and her
breasts were full and proud, her nipples hard.

   "You just gonna sit there jerking off that cock, nigger!" she said
sternly.

   Theo was silent for a minute, then got out and walked up in front of
her. His big, black cock was hard.  "The fuck you call me?" he asked
seriously.

   "You heard." Kirstin said, getting ready for the coming slap.

   "Say it again." the young black bull demanded.

   "Fuck.  You," she said.  "Nigger!"

   Theo stared at her hard.  Then smiled.  He picked up her clothes,
marched over to the wall and threw them into the night air.  Kirstin ran to
the wall and looked as they sailed down to the road below.  "What the fuck
did you--" she demanded then gasped as Theo moved behind her and slammed
her against the low wall.  He kicked her legs apart and she felt the head
of his cock press between her ass cheeks.  "What--!"

   "Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Theo told her as his cock found what it was
aiming for.  He gripped both her naked, white shoulders and drove his cock
into her violently!

   "AAAaaaahhh..." Kirstin gasped as she felt the thick shaft force it's
way into her pussy.  He kept his grip on her shoulders and he started
fucking her hard.  His thrusts making her think she was going to be pushed
over...

   "What did you call me, whore?" he demanded, grabbed her right breast.

   "Uuuuh, God..." she groaned, her pussy accepting the big, black invader.

   "You all me a nigger, whore?  Huh?" he said, keeping up his pounding.

   "Jesus..." Kirstin gasped, enjoying the quick strokes of the
forced-fucking.

   "This nigger owns you, don't he, whore?" Theo said, pounding into her.

   "Fffffffuuuuck..." she gasped, gripping the top of the wall.

   "This fucking nigger fucking owns your white fucking cunt, don't he,
whore!"

   "....yes!" she breathed.

   "Can't hear you!"

   "Yes!" Kirstin said louder and felt his hand slide down her side then
between her legs.  His fingers found her clit.  "Aaaahhh..."

   "Can't hear you over the sound of you FUCKING white cunt getting FUCKED
by a BIG, BLACK COCK!" he demanded.

   "YES!" Kirstin yelled into the night air.  She didn't care if anyone was
down below.  All she cared about that that big, black cock slamming into
her tender pussy, building up the pleasure inside her.  As he drilled deep
into her she suddenly came.  Her scream was loud and long as the waves of
pleasure rocked through her whole body.  "FUHHCK...  MY...  CUHHHNT... 
YOU...  FUHHCKING...  NIGGER!!!" she screamed, not giving a fuck if she was
seen...

   As the last waves of joy ebbed away Theo suddenly pulled out of her and
yanked her back.  Kirstin lowered herself down onto on the cold concrete
surface of the car park.  She looked up at him as he slowly pumped his cock
above her.  "You got a nasty fucking mouth, teach." he said.

   "My clothes," she said.  gasping for breath.

   "What about them?" he said, his hand getting faster.

   "Need my clothes." Kirstin lookd up at him, her eyes stopping at that
wonderful cock being jerked off above her.

   "Your problem." Theo replied.  "Cunt."

   He came.  Theo gasped, spraying his cum over her where she sat.

   "Bastard." she muttered as she rubbed her fingers over the cum spray on
her tits.  She put her fingers to her tongue and tasted him.

   "Don't you forget it, Cunt." Theo told her, putting himself away.  He
bent down and grabbed her face.  "That's your new name.  Cunt." Theo
grinned as he patted her cheek and turned then walked back to his car.

   Kirstin watched the car leave before she got to her feet and sat in her
own vehicle.  Still naked she pushed pushed a finger through the rapidly
drying cum stains on her belly.  She tasted Theo again.  When she arrived
at the exit, Kirstin looked for her clothes where they would have fallen.

   There was nothing there.  Kirstin looked at the road ahead as she turned
the car.  She was being forced to go home naked...
   TO BE CONTINUED....