Chapter 2
That night Claire was awakened by a somewhat hesitant knock on her door. She opened it to find a tall black woman, Linda, standing in only her nightgown shivering in the hall. "May I please come in Claire?" she asked timidly.
Claire took notice of her compatriot's vigorous healthy body which seemed ready to burst from its bright white shield. Linda's powerful thighs rounded nicely into wide round hips stretching the gown almost to its sparse limits. The sloping crevice between Linda's voluptuous breasts were bare, black as a cave, and leading obviously to untapped treasures. She seemed young and afraid. Her broad negroid lips trembled slightly and her eyes shone in the night with fear.
"I'm sorry," Claire said, "you know we're not to have visitors now." Mr. John, our leader says the night is for sleeping alone and meditating.
"I'm afraid of the dark tonight Claire. I've never been afraid before but for some reason tonight. Let me stay for just a while until it passes please."
"No Linda, it's impossible. I won't break the rules. The rules of the community say that women are weak and worthless and must work harder to achieve some semblance of a man's virtue for we are here to serve and to sacrifice for the good of society. I will not disobey our laws. Hell awaits if I do."
"And does hell await you at night when you're all alone here, Claire?"
"I don't know what you mean, Sister, but you must leave. I'm in the middle of meditation."
"Claire I've heard you at night. I lay awake listening to the tossing in your bed, the aching sounds that grow louder and louder and never seem to die."
"I try to be good," she continued with a smirk, "but sometimes...just listening."
"Last night Claire, I watched you through a slight crack in the wall, where I used to hang a large picture of Edith Cavell who served society."
"I watched you massaging your thick dark hole until I couldn't stand it. Your tits are magnificent. So white and full. And the nipples. When you sucked them they shined like the sweet pink flesh of a baby's. Do you think your tits are as large as mine though?" she asked defiantly.
Slowly she lowered the top part of her robe making the starched white material scrape against the length of her tits. Her dark brown points stood up stiff and proud.
"Let me in Claire. We'll see whose measurements are bigger. Besides it is cold out here with almost nothing on."
"You're so black," Claire muttered with distraction as her eyes fixed on Linda's animal like tits.
Linda peered at her disdainfully and went in. "Oh, you have a mirror," she said, surprised.
Claire answered shyly, "yes, it helps sometimes. It's so lonely being here all alone at night." Confusedly she undressed and turned toward Linda who had gone to the bed and was lying on it eyeing her.
"You're so much taller than me, it's not fair to compare our sizes." She smiled and teasingly pulled one of her rouge nipples in the direction of Linda.
"You couldn't have seen my pussy last night very well. Do you think it's pretty?"
Innocently Claire squeezed her cunt and wiped her hands on Linda's breasts. Linda shuddered.
"Lie down next to me Claire," she said firmly. "I do think you're lovely, but I also think you're evil. I saw what you did to William today."
Linda rolled on her back, her massive chest shaking and spread her legs apart on the bed. "Claire, you are going to suck me if you can. If not you may choke till I forgive you."
Quickly she grabbed Claire, pulling her down, and trapping her head in a vice-like grip between her knees.
Claire wailed, her ears rang out with pain from the pressure. "If you try to break free, or to hurt me," Linda intoned, "you'll never hear again." , Claire looked with horror at Linda's tremendous slit. With her tongue she parted the wiry hair out of its way exposing it to the air so that Linda involuntarily shivered. Gently, Claire stroked its length, her eyes rooted on the damp black skin.
"Oh, dry it honey," Linda wailed, relaxing her hold.
Claire opened her mouth wide and sucked her off, the honey filled her mouth, as Linda grinned with joy, watching as her cunt grew wetter, excited by the new saliva dripping from Claire's mouth into it.
Finally with an animal grunt the black girl came, her vaginal lips fluttering wildly around Claire's grateful tongue.
"I'm sorry, honey," Linda apologized, "but you know you was wrong with that young man, beside, you been working me up to such a state these past nights, I'm about to plum explode."
Claire stroked her soft mound and sighed in frustration.
"What's wrong? You don't come huh?"
She shook her head sadly. "You're right about William, but sometimes it's so hard. I don't know what I'm doing I guess."
"You a virgin, now ain't you child?"
"Yes," Claire pouted, and went to her drawer. "I used this," she said displaying an electric vibrator that she'd recently purchased. "Would you like to try it?" You've reminded me not to be evil, please stay for a while. She cupped her breasts in her hands, "we still haven't proven which of us is bigger."
Linda took the vibrator and stared at it like it might hurt her.
"I'll show you." Claire plugged the device in and flicked the switch making it whirr and vibrate rapidly.
"Claire massaged her cunt a little with her finger until satisfied it was saturated and plugged the machine inside her.
Her voluptuous hips undulated frantically as Linda watched in amazement.
"Hold it for me," Claire begged, falling on the bed in a quivering heap.
Linda took hold of the machine and thrust it deep into the oozing hole of her next-door neighbor. She felt her own pussy grow excited, seeing Claire's jiggling tits dripping with sweat, the pink nipples glistening, but madly as she began masturbating with her free hand, she wanted to feel the cold steel vibrator inside her own body, teasing the sensitive satiny lining deep inside her.
Claire's eyes were pressed shut, oblivious to everything around her, her hands clenched her wonton hips steadying her sweet charms, and spreading her legs farther and farther apart, but she didn't come.
Linda shut off the machine and, her soft brown eyes gazing gently into Claire's, kissed the latter's pale lips, and long arching neck, while she also pried her fingers into the excited pussy, probing Claire's clitoris, jerking it easily in her finger-tips as Claire's back arched toward her.
"You going to come honey," the black girl whispered, slipping another hand under her buttocks and insistently pressing it into her brown hole behind.
"That old machine ain't no good. What you need is some regular love," she whispered, and bent down licking the insides of Claire's pretty white thighs.
"No, don't," Claire begged, as Linda's broad tongue penetrated her tangled black pubic jungle and explored deep inside her.
"Oh, I can't..." Linda's finger glided up her anus, her tongue encircled the hard vulnerable center of her groin, and with a splendid rush Claire moaned one last time and came.
"You are a pretty girl," Linda sighed, wiping Claire's drenched body off. "I'll tell you, between you and me, that William deserved some of the treatment you handed out to him."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know whose been bringing up that boy, but he sure knows a lot more than he's supposed to." I got this girl in my class, Theresa's her name. Last week she came running up to me, her clothes all tussled and bleeding and all. It took me more than an hour to drag the story out of her, she was so scared and distracted, you know.
"It seems that William spied her coming out of the library, and took a fancy to her. I can't say that I blame him, she's a well developed sixteen year old, already wearing a bra and all, and has the prettiest blonde hair you've ever seen."
"He drags her across the park you know, and calls over a few of his buddies over."
"This here William tells her to take her clothes off. Of course she thinks they're joking, but she makes believe she's angry at them teasing her that way and tries to go. William, she told me this, hysterical, pulls her down to the ground and commands his friends to hold her down."
"She kicks and struggles but to no avail. He removes her blouse, rips it all up, and starts fondling her breasts, just little things, you know. She showed me. They was all scratched up like she'd been in a fight with a lion or something."
"One of the boys gets his knees on her shoulders, pinning her down, while the other hikes her skirt, so as William, the monster, can examine her pussy. He spreads her legs wide apart and starts probing inside with his fingers.
By this time she's crying, poor thing, and begging him to let her go. Promising them each a feel of her tits, you know, if they'll only not touch her there."
"Then William takes off his pants, and strokes his prick till it stands way up."
"He mounts her, and pushes his prick in all the way, till she screams in agony, bleeding and all."
"Finally he's done, but that's not all. He invites each of his pals to do the same, while he forces her to suck him off. When they're finally through, each one of them satisfied, they laugh at her and let her free. That's when she runs into me."
"Honey, now you know why I didn't stop you when I did see what you was doing to that boy. Somebody's got to learn him a lesson."
"I called him into my office, naturally, the next day, course I had no mind to punish him all too severely. But would you believe it? he started making up to me with Theresa there and all. And honey, I gotta confess, he turned me on so that I forgot everything. And this school ain't supposed to have anything to do with sex."
"I sat him on my lap, you know, and told him what Theresa had said to me."
"Now I want you to apologize to that girl, I warned him."
"Then he slipped his hand somehow, between my legs, smiling like a little darling at the girl, and telling her how sorry he was. I took his hand away and slapped it viciously. He started crying you know, and threw his arms around me. The little monster must have felt me getting excited. I put my hand there between us and he started rubbing his little bottom up and down and over my fingertips."
"Why did you hit him?" Theresa asked, while William is feeling up my tits. She comes over and starts stroking his shoulder, and flirting with him. God, that little tyke was an expert, believe me. He sort of stroked me right around my nipples and affectionately fondling me underneath, till I was beside myself.
"Before I knew what was happening he'd got Theresa to help him. She undid his pants and started fooling around with his balls, kind of jiggling them in her hands till he got an incredible hard-on, his prick pressing into my stomach and jerking up and down like it was made of steel, you know. Mr. John must have turned over in his grave, sex being so evil and all."
"Then they started really working on me. She did this slow strip for my benefit, purring like a cat, and squeezing her pink nipples and letting William put his hands into her underpants and play with her pussy."
"Let him screw you, Linda," Theresa whined. "It feels so good. Let him put his cock into your slit and push it in and out, and wiggle it around."
"William grinned at me, knowingly. You know, for an instant there I thought he was actually not a young boy at all, but an old man playing an act, you know, preying on us all for some devious reason. Of course that's ridiculous, but still Linda glanced down at Claire who was lying on her stomach on the bed beside her, and was surprised to find that she had ceased to listen. Her tender behind was grinding back and forth, urged ort by the sound of Linda's voice as well as her hands that were buried beneath her.
Linda smiled. "Honey, you ain't through yet are you? My, my, but ain't you a sight?".
And without further ado, the black girl, her tremendous breasts swinging freely toward Claire's smooth back, parted her friend's buttocks, and obligingly lapped up the puckered brown crack between them.
"Fuck me," Claire whined.
"Sure honey." Linda turned her over like a sack of potatoes, and mounting her, rubbed their pussies together until they had both come.
The wind howled outside the confines of Claire's room, shadows darted across its bare walls from cars that rushed to unknown destinations below it. Claire lay contentedly on her back. Linda snuggled against her. The warmth of her tamed body, so massive and savage before, kindled feelings of tenderness and kindness in Claire's heart.
"How did you ever come to see me that first time with William?" she asked, playfully nibbling Linda's big tits.
"I see all that goes on around here," Linda said proudly. "I'm not nearly as bad as some of us that's in here that's for sure."
"You are a naughty girl aren't you?" Claire lightly touched her lips to Linda sloping neck.
Linda chuckled. "You think what we made us do to each other was bad. Let me tell you I've done worse than that to other's and I've witnessed even worse than that."
"Last month, I was feeling really bad, you know, and I went to the old wine cellar to relax and all. I was just to go through the door when I heard this moaning and whispering going on. I stopped to listen for a while, you know to see if I could find out who it was. There were two people I'm sure of that. In the dark I could barely make them out even though I went as close as I possibly could without being caught."
"God, I saw that big cock coming in and out of her."
"Who were they?" Claire asked excitedly.
"She was crouching on top of him facing his feet and jerking his huge tool inside of her like she was churning butter or something. She looked familiar but for some reason I just couldn't place her. I want to have her, he was saying to her. You'll never have me again, remember, if you won't help, and he pulled out his cock all of a sudden."
"She couldn't stand it. Oh I need more I'll go crazy, she said twitching about and - trying to grab it and force it back in, herself."
"I'll screw you and suck off your grey old cunt when you say you'll help me," he answered and he took his cock in his hand and jerked it in front of her a bit.
"Then I must have moved cause that old wooden floor squeaked. She turned around like nothing flat and said in a real hard voice, who is that! Whoever it is I better not find out or you'll be in real trouble. Children know better than to be in here!"
"She must have thought it was some pupil who had wandered in, but from her voice I knew who it was. The Headmistress herself. I couldn't believe it."
"I was so scared that I ran out of there, but when I got to my room I was so damp, you know, I hardly even started to rub my pussy against the sheets before I came."
"Are you sure?" Claire asked feverishly.
"Oh it was her alright. I could; never mistake that horrible voice," Linda declared.
"What did she look like without her clothes, I mean?"
"Well I couldn't see very well, you know, but her breasts were kind of little and pointy, and her hips seemed pretty wide. She sure wanted it bad."
"And the man? You have no idea who he was?"
"No, but I'd love to find out. His rod was like steel it seemed. She poked it up her cunt like it was a coke bottle or something. I've seen pictures of men before, you know, but nothing like him."
Claire smiled.
"Maybe we could find out. After all the Headmistress might be persuaded to tell us."
"Claire, you can't mean it? Linda's voice rang out with a mixture of fear and involuntary delight. "She'd kill me if she ever found out I was the one who saw."
"No she wouldn't kill you, Linda," Claire whispered ominously. "Besides, I think we ought to teach her a lesson. That old whore must be horny as hell to beg for it, sneaking around in that cold black cellar, now that I think of it I'd like to examine her pussy myself, and have her play with herself while we fucked her beautiful boyfriend."
That would be so lovely, Linda squealed and in her" excitement at the prospect almost unconsciously plunged her finger into Claire's crack so that the latter cried out with pleasure.
"Not now," Claire commanded gaining control over herself. We mustn't tire ourselves out. I have a lot of plans for tomorrow. I think I know how we can convince the Headmistress and perhaps save William at the same time. I fear his innocent soul is still liable to corruption and it is our duty to steer him in the right direction, don't you agree?"
Linda nodded her head vigorously. "Oh yes."
"The Headmistress is supposed to visit my class tomorrow. Terrible people have been spreading stories about me. We'll put an end to that though. We'll show her that the children are in danger of hell fire if we don't purify their tainted hearts, so susceptible at this stage of temptation. After all, that's why Mr. John founded the school even though he feared the danger of being contaminated by the outside, world of flesh."