Note to reader: This story contains content of mild non-consent/reluctance. It is the second part in a series depicting a straight women's journey toward black lesbian submission. If you choose to read on, enjoy.
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Maggie pulled into the drive about 8:45 still stunned by the encounter with Taisha. It was like a dream. A really bad dream, but one she could not help wanting to repeat. Taisha had melted away all her inhibitions without her even realizing it. Maggie would have fired anyone of her staff instantly for far less inappropriate behavior than she just exhibited.
How could she face Taisha again? She would have to. Taisha had made it clear that she intended to do it again next week. Maggie had to put a stop to that way of thinking. She thought about going around back to the RV and talking to her now. However, with Sam at home, now was not the time. She had cleaned herself up in the restroom at school, but she could feel her panties getting stiff from her dried cum.
How could she face Sam without him knowing something was wrong? Also, in her paranoia, she thought she could smell Taisha's perfume on herself. She was afraid Sam would detect it. Her plan was to move as quickly as possible to the shower and get cleaned up. Then she would greet Sam.
When she entered, Sam was watching television. Maggie yelled, "Hey Honey, I am whipped. I'm gonna take a quick shower, be down in few."
"Ok, love ya," replied Sam.
"Love you too."
Maggie breathed a sigh of relief as she made it to the top of the steps. She quickly slid out of her clothes and put them in the laundry basket. When she saw the dried cum stains on her panties, she closed her eyes and flashed back to the events in her office. She hadn't felt anything quite like it before. As if every cell in her body was on overload leaving her paralyzed with pleasure.
Her mind reeling, she walked over to the window, and cracked the blinds, looking out at the RV. She thought she saw shadows moving. Her heart raced, but she could not see into the RV. Just as she thought about how to handle her situation with Taisha, she saw a shadow in the window.
Taisha had just finished Taco Bell for dinner and was looking forward to a shower after her encounter with Principal Turner. At least a hundred times Taisha had masturbated thinking of her. But, after all those fantasies, the reality of just one finger making Principal Turner cum with a shuttering orgasm was so much more powerful.
As she looked around the RV, she was awash in guilt. Principal Turner and her husband got her a job, were kind enough to let her live in their RV until she got settled. She repaid the kindness by seducing Ms. Turner in her office at work!
She recalled how Ms. Turner felt in her arms, and how powerfully aroused she felt pleasuring her. Principal Maggie Turner had been her fantasy for so long... Besides, if she read Sam right, he was a handsy, womanizing letch. Maggie even acknowledged his wandering eye.
Taisha just wanted to take a shower and get out of her cum stained panties. She went to close the blinds, fearing Sam might be slinking about trying to sneak a peek. But she turned the rod the wrong way, causing the blinds to rotate upward. That gave her a view of Ms. Turner's bedroom window. She did a double take and smiled when she realized she was not hallucinating Ms. Turner was standing naked at the window.
At that moment, Maggie saw the blinds shift upward, allowing a view into the RV bedroom. She briefly saw Taisha, blouse unbuttoned and hanging loose. Suddenly they made eye contact, Taisha's eyes seemed to widen, and a smile came to her face. Maggie suddenly realized she was naked and backed quickly away from the window.
She ducked into the bathroom as if Taisha could somehow levitate and still see her naked through the window. She started the shower and waited for the warm water. When her phone dinged, it was a text from Taisha with a single word.
"Beautiful"
Maggie climbed in the shower, ashamed, angry, excited, embarrassed, flattered all at the same time.
As she washed herself clean, she tried to rationalize that the text may not be proof that Taisha had seen her. But she knew it was too much of a coincidence and now it would be that much more... difficult to have the conversation and put a stop to this.
Taisha thought about how to take advantage of this latest encounter. It seemed she might have her second opportunity to reel in Ms. Turner. She stared at the window hoping for her to return. But when the light dimmed, she guessed she went into the bathroom. Since her hair had not appeared wet, Taisha assumed she was showering now, before bed. She decided to take a quick shower of her own and try to surprise Ms. Turner should she peek again.
When Maggie finished showering, she slipped on her bath robe and went back to the window to close the blinds. When she looked down, she was shocked to see Taisha laying naked on the bed, reading a book, with the blinds still angled to give her a view in. The view only allowed line of sight of the lower half of the bed, where Taisha lay sideways at the foot of the bed, clearly intending to put on a show.
She could see the shape of Taisha's hips and fullness of her breasts and dark dots of her areola. Her skin contrasted with the light comforter. Maggie could see the black triangle of her bush. She stood transfixed; her throat tight, as if she had a walnut lodged in it.
Taisha glanced up and saw Principal Turner looking down at her again. She smiled, knowing her opportunity had arrived.
Maggie notice a tiny dot of a belly button, when suddenly Taisha shifted position, propped up on her elbows, still lying on her back. Her eyes appeared to be looking right at Maggie and her smile was readily apparent. Her left leg slid to the side and she placed her foot on the floor, spreading her legs. She shifted weight to her left elbow and raised her right knee, revealing a hint of bright pink between her spread labia.
As Taisha's right hand slid down her belly and between her spread legs, Maggie felt a wave of warm wetness flood her naked pussy. Taisha moved her hand up and down her exposed crotch and held up the same middle finger she had used on Maggie earlier. Then she returned it to her spread labia, closed her eyes and rolled her head back. Her hips gyrated as her hand moved up and down.
Maggie felt the urge to get Sam's binoculars so she could see her up close. Her heart pounded and breathing intensified as the walnut in her throat seemed to grow.
Taisha peeked through her semi closed eyes to make sure that Ms. Turner was still watching, feeling it would not be long until she made herself cum
From above, Maggie imagined being in the room with her, watching up close, smelling her perfume and hearing her moans as she fingered herself. In the back of her mind, a voice screamed, "Maggie! Stop and get a grip on yourself. You need to put a stop to this now!" But at that very moment, Taisha's hips thrust high and gyrated wildly, drowning out the voice of reason.
Taisha's hand was a blur as Maggie watched her masturbate for her. Maggie's pussy throbbed in response.
Taisha's orgasm approached rapidly, knowing the object of so many fantasies was watching. She whispered to herself over and over, "I'm cumming for you Ms. Turner. I'm cumming for you. I'm cu, cumming for... Yooooouuuuuuu!" Her body shook as she came hard, then collapsed onto the bed. Next, she took her wet finger and brought it to her mouth...
