1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 03


    Date: 8/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    Karen said enthusiastically. “How so?” I asked. “You will write a poem in which you come out to her,” Karen said confidently. “What?” I said horrified. “ If she is a dyke, this will be a perfect play.” “For what?” I asked freaking out inside. “For you to fuck her,” Karen said casually. “You want me to fuck Miss Morgan?” I asked. “Don’t you?” she asked back. I paused for a long time, knowing deep down I would love to pleasure Miss Morgan, before I answered shyly, “Yes.” Karen responded, “Jenny, you need to stop being so insecure and shy. You are a PomPom girl now. You are in. Be aggressive, be confident.” “OK,” I said rather unconvincingly. Karen’s tone dripped with frustration as she said, “Now tell me what you want to do to Miss Morgan?” I responded after a few seconds, “I want to eat her pussy.” “Well, that is a bit better, but be more aggressive,” she said. I contemplated this for a bit before finally releasing my real feelings as I said, “I want to eat her pussy until she cums all over my slut face and then I want her to fuck my pussy till I cum like the little dyke I am. I want to be under her desk licking her cunt as she has a parent interview with my Mom. I want her to share me with the entire girl teaching staff in the school. I want to be her lez whore.” Karen’s mouth dropped a little as she said, “Well, there we go; I knew you had it in you.” I looked at my watch and said I should get inside. “OK,” Karen said. I said, “Goodbye, Mistress Karen.” Karen leaned in ...
    and kissed me. The kiss sent electric shocks throughout my whole body as it was so unexpected and tender. She parted my lips with her tongue and we French kissed for a couple of minutes. She then broke the kiss and said, “I will pick you up tomorrow at the same time.” “Ok,” I said. The night was uneventful, as I tried not to think of tomorrow; that said, writing my poem was difficult and frightening, yet when it was done, I felt relieved; it seemed to wash away any insecurities or doubts I had. I was a lesbian and that was not going to change...although I was still not ready to reveal such news to my mother. In case you are curious, here is the poem... ACCEPTANCE: FINDING MY WAY Have you ever Wondered Who You Are ? I Have Every Single Day Felt Shame For My Sexuality Hid It Deep Down Inside I Was A Wallflower Always On The Outside Looking In But... That All Changed When She Found Me That Day When She Kissed Me Gently When I Fell To My Knees Desperate To Please Her Between Her Stocking Covered Legs I Accepted Who I Was As I Extended My Tongue I Had A Loving Mistress And I Would Become The Perfect Submissive Obedient Lesbian Slave... TUESDAY FEBRUARY 4th: A Power Shift I woke up excited, knowing that tonight was a special night with Mistress Megan and that I probably would be able to cum…if I didn’t soon I might just explode. I wore my PomPom Outfit, red thigh thighs which I thought were really hot, since we have red as a school colour, and hip as I will definitely stand out. As ...
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