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{Dave Wallis} "Diary Of A Student Teacher - Feb 21st 1998" ( F-solo (x2) con
interr voy toys coll ) [Part 2] *

WARNINGS

This story contains graphic scenes of a sexual nature. If this offends you,
or if your national or local laws do not allow you to read such things,
please leave now.

All characters in this story are fictitious and any resemblance to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. I am not even the same age,
sex or profession as the main protagonist.

This second chapter features a black female student masturbating (sometimes
with toys), whilst her white female flatmate watches & masturbates also.

Comments and criticisms are welcome at my e-mail address
foxwell23@hotmail.com (Dave Wallis). And if you have any personal fantasies
or scenarios that you would like me to consider including in later chapters
they are also welcome.

This story may be reproduced, providing it is on a non-profit-making basis,
and that the text is reproduced in its entirety, with these warnings intact.
You will take responsibility for ensuring that it does not fall into the
hands of minors, I cannot take responsibility for that. Also, if you do want
to reproduce it for public view, please have the courtesy to let me know
about it.

DIARY OF A STUDENT TEACHER

THE STORY SO FAR

The diarist is student teacher, Becky Foxwell, who began her diary on 20th
Feb 1998, as she was about to begin her final teaching practice. We have been
introduced to her black & beautiful flatmate, Judy; and to Dr Richard Burns
the married maths lecturer that Becky is screwing, and who is also her
teaching supervisor...

SATURDAY 21ST FEBRUARY 1998

Big lie-in this morning. I flicked the telly on to watch Live & Kicked, and
just vegged out in bed. I love kids telly - Rugrats, Kenan & Kel, Mr Blobby,
great stuff.

Finally, I thought I ought to drag myself out of my pit & get some caffeine
into my system. I heard sounds of movement from Judy's room, so I figured I'd
get her a coffee too.

Whilst I was down in the kitchen I got us some toast as well. I took a look
out of the window. Great another dull day. I took the toast & coffee back up
stairs & pushed open Judy's door.

"SHIT GIRL!" screamed Judy, "Don't you ever knock!?!"

There was a flurry of activity on the bed, as Judy pulled the covers back
over herself.

"Sorry, Judy," I said a bit lamely, "I got you some coffee."

"Thats okay," said Judy, recovering her composure, "I was just watching Live
& Kicking."

Then she made a frantic lunge for the video control, to take it off pause,
but not before I saw what was on the screen.

I looked at Judy in amazement. "Ooh, you old perv," I said, "fancy
masturbating over children's television!"

Judy looked a bit sheepish. On this week's Kenan & Kel, Kenan had come on in
just his boxer shorts. And I have to admit, he has a hunky little body. But
Judy had actually recorded the sequence, paused it & was frigging her hungry
little cunt over it.

"Hey," she said, "I get lonely in here sometimes."

"Well, don't expect me to do anything about it. You can keep your pervy
nocturnal habits to yourself!"

"Oh, c'mon baby," she said in a mock chat-up, "you went to convent school
didn't ya? Hows about a bit of girl-on-girl with your main squeeze?" She
grinned and patted the bed next to her.

"I went to an *Independent Girls' School*," I corrected, "and I am about to
become a respected member of the teaching profession... *as are you*. So we
don't do pervy sex with our flatmates *or* children's television!"

"Doesn't stop you shagging 50 year old maths lecturers though, does it?" Judy
called back in a sing-song voice.

I treated the comment with the contempt it deserved. "Here's your breakfast,"
I said and walked out, with Judy chortling & patting her bed behind me.

As I clicked the door clicked shut behind me, I heard the "clunk-whir" of the
video in Judy's room. Instead of going back into my room, as I had intended,
I knelt down outside Judy's door and peered in through the keyhole. Yep, sure
enough that image was frozen again on the screen, and Judy's hands were
moving under her duvet. I shook my head in amusement & was about to get up
and go. But for some reason I didn't. I stopped where I was, quietly sipped
my coffee and settled down to watch my flatmate frig herself into a frenzy.

There wasn't much to see at first, just movements under the duvet. But Judy
changed position a couple of times and the duvet started to slide down her
tall naked frame. As the hem of the duvet slid down her breasts, I watched
Judy smile and wriggle so that her nipples brushed against the starched
fabric. I was beginning to get quite moist at the thought of that delicious
feeling. So I pinched my knees together, but started to gently caress my own
breasts through the soft cotton of my nightshirt.

Finally a movement from Judy's legs kicked the duvet down to her waist,
revealing her beautiful big breasts. Her nipples stood out like organ-stops,
black as ebony against her dark brown skin. One of Judy's hands stayed hidden
in her groin, the other moved up to massage those lovely breasts and tease
the nipples. I have to confess that I was getting turned watching my
flatmate. I put my coffee down and pushed one finger down between my legs,
through the downy moss of my pubes, exploring the soft folds of my cunt.

I watched as Judy, irritated by the presence of the duvet, drew her knees
back and kicked it away from her. She was getting hot and her skin was
beginning to glisten with perspiration. Now she sat with her knees drawn up
and her hand stroking her pussy, finger-fucking herself with three fingers
and an audible plopping sound. Her strong dark thighs filled my vision and I
felt an almost hypnotic urge to move back into the room and plunge myself
into their depths. Instead I dug my finger further down between my still-
clenched thighs and rubbed hard at the stiff excited little bud of my clit.

By this time Judy was beginning to get very distracted. She was biting her
lip and moaning and did not even notice when the video fell out of its pause
mode. She was using both hands to frig her cunt now. But even that did not
seem enough, as I watched her reach down with one of them to retrieve
something from under the bed. When she brought it back up again, I could
hardly believe my eyes: She was holding a huge black dildo!

Now I have to say I was not shocked that she had a vibrator, because I'm sure
that most women do. I certainly have, it was a present from Malcolm, which I
got years ago. But mine is quite slim and discreet. I wouldn't carry it
around in my handbag with me, but I consider it to be quite tasteful. But
Judy's vibrator was massive! Where mine is six or seven inches of smooth slim
white plastic, Judy's must have been easily a foot in length, she could
barely get her hands around it, it was jet black and shaped like the biggest
penis I've ever seen!

As I watched that massive member buzz into life, I doubted that I could ever
get that much plastic inside me, but Judy's ever hungry cunny accepted it
without difficulty. She gave a gasp as it slid inside her, but Judy is
insatiable and her hot little box had already been reamed out by half the
student population of the city. For myself, I was getting impossibly wet
watching Judy. Something told me I should be back in my room, giving my own
poor puss a proper seeing to, but my eyes were locked on that keyhole.
Finally, I had a brainwave. I slowly eased my knees apart, rubbing at my
sopping cunt & thighs & anus, with the cloth of my nightshirt. Then I pulled
my cotton nightshirt over my head, balled it up and stuffed it between my
legs. Then I went back to the keyhole, massaging my breasts as I watched Judy
carry on.

She was shuddering awkwardly on the bed now, her hips bucking against the
pelvis of an imaginary lover. The vibrator was in deeper than I would have
thought possible. And her big breasts were rippling with the jerking movement
of her body. I carried on molesting my breasts and tugging at my nipples as I
squatted on the balls of my feet looking through that keyhole. I tried to
move my pelvis, to get some satisfaction from the cloth between my thighs.
And as I did so I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out in frustration &
desire.

Judy was also biting into her lip, to prevent herself from crying out as she
neared her orgasm. She slid the big black dildo frantically in & out of her
body, as her breath grew more & ragged. Finally, her orgasm ripped through
her body from tip to toe and she gasped at the explosive pleasure of it all.

My cunt also longed for release and I put my hand back down to rub it through
the balled up cloth. But I really wasn't sure that I could finish myself off
there. Judy had eased out the big black monster from her body and was lying
back, sweating and gasping for breath, on her bed. She would soon be getting
up I knew, so I picked up my cold toast and lukewarm coffee and ran naked
into my own bedroom to dream of that big black dildo and bring my own body to
a similarly shattering climax.

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