Emma moves on Tara

Emma's fingers were coated in Mohammed's semen, freshly collected from between her legs. Seeing Tara watching intently, the busty brunette squeezed up close to Tara, putting her arm around her and putting the stinky negro seed under Tara's nose, imploring the reticent new student to taste African cum.

Tara's green eyes were wide as she stared down at the gooey fingers. She was sat next to a near-naked girl, who she had only just met, who was soaked with a black boy's sperm and Tara was now being encouraged to experience the product of Mohammed's cock, scooped from inside Emma's freshly-fucked pussy.

It seemed like a dream, about the promise of dangerous forbidden black boys which must be a frequent fantasy for girls, but Tara knew it wasn't a dream and that Emma's fingers were real, Mohammed's slimy seed was read, and Emma's pleading that Tara experience it was also, very real.

For Emma, she wanted Tara to be won for her sultan, her devotion to him was absolute, and she thought that it was the tradition in the college that white girls belonged to the black boy who was the first to shoot sperm in them. Emma reasoned that Tara sucking it off her fingers could be sufficient for Mohammed to claim this new pretty red-haired girl.

Emma's clit tingled and quivered at the thought of this white country girl carrying Mohammed's black, Muslim child.

"I..." Tara was leaning back a little, trying to put another precious inch between her lips and the negro semen offered her. "I've only just started here and I don't know anybody and..." Tara stammered, worried what would happen to her if African seed touched her. "I'm a virgin! And, it's embarrassing, but I am scared of belonging to a black guy, and my parents wouldn't allow it. Please don't!" Tara was struggling to resist a shocking instinctive compulsion to kiss and suck the nectar on Emma's fingers.

Of course Emma had heard no before (and even said it herself!) and sensed Tara was already giving in to her white female's natural inclination for Africa and so instead put her lips on Tara's and gently kissed her; she wanted to claim this sweet, untouched red haired virgin for her Muslim master and she wasn't going to allow this happy opportunity to escape without her increasing his collection of white disciples.

Unknown to the two girls, the young English Lit. teacher Miss Davies, escaping from the attentions of a group of black boys heading her way walked in the locker room The amazed teacher kept out of sight, not knowing whether to stop them or allow Emma to deliver another white girl to the black race.