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a doing, Jess?"
I froze, opened my eyes and saw Karen leaning against my bedroom doorway still wearing her slutty outfit, but now also wearing a teasing smirk.
I quickly moved forward disengaging from the cock, stammering, "W-w-what are you doing here?"
"I just came to finish our conversation," she said. "Although it looks like you're already addicted to black cock, so you've reached another milestone."
"It's just a toy," I said, standing up and then stumbling as my leg gave out.
"Clearly you're ready to submit," she said, looking at me with amusement.
"Why? Because I was masturbating?" I asked, annoyed by her pretentiousness.
She corrected, "No, you were fucking yourself with a big black cock, fantasizing about Derek. I imagine that wall cock is bigger than Martin's."
"A toy," I insisted, ignoring her accurate comparison of the toy vs Martin. And how had she guessed it was Derek I was fantasizing about?
"True, the real thing is much better," she said.
"If you say so," I replied, the conversation awkward, as was the wetness dribbling down my leg... my orgasm had been interrupted mere seconds before it was ready to burst forth.
"Jess, you can't really be that dumb," she said, shaking her head as if I were some insipid student.
"Oh, please explain it to me," I asked, my tone dripping with sarcasm.
"First off, you need to realize that most, if not all, white women are submissive and want to be controlled. History demonstrates this. Women stayed home while their men looked after them. Although times have changed, some things don't. Deep down, white women need to be dominated and they gravitate to powerful people; now since black women are naturally dominant, just compare their family interactions to ours, it isn't surprising that attractive powerful women like Amy can take their pick of the white slut litter. White women like us will beg and grovel just to be allowed to lick delicious black pussy," she explained.
"That is ridiculously racist," I said, even though there was evidence of her claim based on the parade of white women going in and out of Amy's house. Not one of them had been a black woman. There'd been a couple of Asians and Puerto Ricans... but the majority were as white as white.
"How so?" Karen asked. "I'm just explaining the truth."
When I didn't say anything, unsure what to say, she asked, "Should I call Sarah over here? She's on call to lick my pussy whenever I want. She won't mind my sharing her, I think she even likes you."
"I'm okay," I said, shaking my head, even as I envisioned having an on call pussy pleaser... someone to just lick my pussy and leave sounded pretty cool (if it wasn't cheating).
"Why are you even here?" I asked.
"I wanted to see if our earlier conversation had any impact, and obviously it did."
"Yes, seeing you dressed as a slut got me all hot and bothered," I said sarcastically, although I wasn't even sure what exactly had gotten me so horny.
"I know you think you're being sarcastic, but the reality is that your body is beginning to control your mind," she said.
"Thanks, Dr. Ruth," I replied, continuing my sarcastic defense which hopefully was hiding my inner confusion. The idea of having Sarah lick me was still front and center in my head and was turning me on.
"And you're my future pet," she smiled, moving forward and again kissing me.
I didn't move away at first, her lips so much softer than Martin's.
But after a few seconds I pushed her away and said, completely confused, "Please, just go."
"Okay," she shrugged, "but I'm looking forward to the time when you'll be begging me to fuck that tight ass of yours. It shouldn't be much longer before you do."
I didn't say anything and she left, my head spinning.
As I stood there, she startled me again when she reappeared in my doorway and said, "By the way, have you noticed anything different about your daughter of late?"
Before I could respond, she walked away again.
I didn't move until I heard my front door slam, and then I collapsed on my