Kennet/Karma

Featuring https://www.f-list.net/c/kennet and https://www.f-list.net/c/karma%20marista

 

[15:10] Karma Marista was sitting at her desk in an empty classroom, staring at the stack of ungraded essays. Shit, that was a lot of paper. Grading essays was probably her least favorite part of teaching. She liked kids well enough, but they are not exactly renowned for their ability to churn out page-turners. Ah well. She sighed and got to work on the first one - a report on some book that she hadn't even read and had no intention of reading. Who said teachers couldn't use the internet to go find the highlights too, anyways?

 

[15:17] Kennet stood in front of the door to Ms.Marista's classroom, staring at the door handle. This was definitely going to work. There was no way it wasn't! He dug his hand into the pocket of his jeans, pulling out a smallish, green gem. Of course, he was very sure not to actually stare at the blasted thing, or else he'd end up standing outside of that room looking like a doofus until somebody snapped him out of it. He had used the little rock he'd discovered out playing in the woods one day to his great advantage, ever since he had found it. Playing tricks on his friends, making his parents let him stay up past his bedtime... It was great! But now, he needed it to help correct something that just had to be changed. That quiz, from last week. Ken had pretty much completely blown off studying, choosing instead to play with his newfound toy. Of course, he failed the quiz with flying colors, but now, he was certain that that grade wasn't gonna last for long. He knocked on the door twice before turning the handle, letting himself inside. "Ah, miss Marista?" He made his way up to her desk. "Miss Marista, can I talk to you about something?"

 

[15:23] Karma Marista stifled a groan. Oh god, this kid. Thought he was hot shit because he looked good for his age and he - what was it? He swam, or whatever. There was one of 'em every year. At least this one wasn't quite as particularly obnoxious as some of the other one's she'd met in her few years at the school. "Oh, hello there, Kennet!" She put on as bright and cheery a face as someone who was expecting to spend the rest of the day killing braincells trying to parse those essays possibly could. She wasn't the most academically qualified teacher, so she tried to make up for it by being nice and approachable. "You want to talk about the quiz grade you got, I imagine?"

 

[15:25] Kennet shuffled his feet around. Damn, she knew, how embarrassing. Well, that didn't really matter, luckily. And, though he was, in fact, there about the quiz grade he got, he figured it'd probably be more wise to sidestep that little detail until he was sure that this was gonna work. Not that the stone had ever failed him, before, but... It was just a good idea not to take any chances. "Oh! Actually, I just came in because I found this thing laying outside of your classroom! I thought that maybe you dropped it, and I wanted to return it!" He put on the biggest, widest grin that he could as he stretched out his arm, opening his palm to reveal the emerald stone sitting in his hand. He didn't really feel all that bad about lying. It wasn't that he particularly enjoyed lying, but, it wouldn't cause any harm, right? He'd just get his grade changed, and he'd be off on his way home!

 

[15:32] Karma Marista raised an eyebrow, finding the situation questionable. It must have been something that looked really valuable if a kid was gonna do anything but pocket it. A wedding ring or an earring or something, she was expecting. But, instead, it just looked like a little rock! "Oh? I think it's fine, Kennet, I-" Wait, something was weird. Something was... Really weird. It felt like the room was spinning around her as she leaned in forward for a closer look. Everything was getting all foggy, but it was like she was just moving on autopilot. She couldn't peel her eyes off the thing! "I think, ah... I think..." She stopped talking, leaving her mouth hanging open a little.

 

[15:36] Kennet didn't even bother hiding his excitement as he watched his teacher zonk out in front of him, giggling like the mischievous little child that he was. "Hey, Miss Marista! Something wrong? You look a little funny!" He giggled again. Man, was he the luckiest dog on the face of the Earth or what! Now came the fun part, though. Just gotta get his grade changed, and... Well... Actually, why should he just get his grade changed? He could always just make her forget everything, anyways... "Hey, Miss... What's your favorite color?"

 

[15:41] Karma Marista blinked at the stone in his hand. "Um... Green." She spoke quietly, and heard her own voice like it was far, far away. She didn't even remember thinking about her response beforehand. What was going on? She kept trying to remember why she was feeling the way she was, but couldn't seem to think back much farther than just a few moments at any one time. For all she knew, she'd been sitting there for twelve hours! But every time she tried to remind herself to move, she just simply forgot right away. It seemed like she was at least responsive to Kennet, though.

 

[15:46] Kennet tapped his chin. "Nah... Your favorite color is blue, now!" That was kinda silly, but just telling her exactly what she thinks hit Kennet in a certain spot, deep in his brain, that just made him oh, so excited. All things considered, he'd come to really enjoy holding this kind of absolute power over people. It made him feel great, and important! And... Really, really excited. Not even the normal kind of excited, like before he gets on a roller coaster, or right after he beats a video game. No... It was... Different. His eyes wandered over his teacher. He glanced behind him at the shut door, the only way in or out of the classroom. It was pretty late after school. Everybody important had probably already gone home... He turned back around. "Okay, Miss Marista... You..." He paused for a moment. He felt a certain feeling welling up from deep inside of him, that made his fur stand on end. He felt like his body was full of electricity as the words came out of his mouth. "You really, really want to show me your boobs."

 

[15:50] Karma Marista blinked again. The kid was right. Why was her shirt on? Why wasn't he looking at her chest? Like, right then. He should be. Her shoulders stayed slumped forward as she reached up and undid the buttons of her white shirt, and her eyes stayed fixed on the stone as she wiggled her way out of its sleeves. That felt better! Really good, actually. She shifted in her chair so that she could lean her breasts closer to Kennet, just to be sure he was looking at them.

 

[15:55] Kennet gazed upon those glorious, glorious chest melons, practically drooling at the sight. They were gorgeous, those pretty pink nubs contrasting with the white skin that surrounded them. Gosh, it was just incredible! Kennet started feeling even more excited. He had always felt sorta like this when he told people what to do with the rock, before... But, seeing Miss Marista's boobs only seemed to make it about a hundred times better! "Those are really nice!", he beamed, taking the time to just sit there and fully appreciate his first glance at a grown woman's chest. "You... You want to squeeze 'em... And, uh... And..." Hm. What did she want to do. The dog's tail wagged behind him, a blur of gray fur as he decided exactly what she wanted to do. "And you want to kiss me! You wanna kiss me all over!"

 

[16:04] Karma Marista was glad he was getting a good view, but suddenly she felt all sorts of wrong, wrong urges rising up inside herself. But... Why were they wrong? She just couldn't remember. Her hands were already fondling her tits while she tried to convince herself that she shouldn't throw herself on top of the kid. She squeezed her breasts with both hands and pushed them up. Hmm... Nope, nothing. There was absolutely no reason why she shouldn't bowl this kid over and kiss every inch of him. So she slid out of her chair, hopped up over towards Kennet, and leaned in and gave him a nice, big smooch on the top of his head. Eyes turned towards the rock still, of course. Holy crap, kissing him was fun! She gave him another kiss, feeling a nice, rewarding heat bubble up inside of her. She squeezed harder.

 

[16:09] Kennet practically hopped up and down as the lizard laid a few gentle smooches along his head. Wow, this felt great! Getting kissed was awesome! His ears twitched excitedly, his tail wagged even harder. It started getting really, really hard to hold still. He felt like he wanted to bounce all around the room he was so excited! It was pretty obvious what he wanted from her, next, though... "Y-you really, really, really want to take your clothes off! All of them! And then!... And then!... And then you wanna show me your privates! Because... 'Cause it makes you feel really good, and you want to touch them! A lot!" He had to be honest with himself. He had absolutely no idea how girls pleasured themselves. But he was damn curious. He was practically panting in excitement, he felt like he was going to explode! Metaphorically, of course.

 

[16:17] Karma Marista kept kissing him, kept squeezing. Fuck, she needed more hands to do all these things that she suddenly, absolutely needed to be doing. One stayed on her breasts, sqeezing each in turn, and the other went down to fumble with the button her pants. She got through that obstacle, and let herself plant another kiss on the boy as a reward. Then the zipper... Another kiss, another squeeze. She couldn't even wait - she hooked her thumb into the waistband of her panties and pushed those down, right along with her pants. She knelt down to get them all the way off her legs, and took the opportunity to plant a nice, long kiss on Kennet's chest as she crouched down and stepped out of them. There, that was better. So much better. She let herself fall onto her knees, spreading her legs and putting a hand right between them. She felt so light, so giddy; it felt so good to just do everything she was told! A finger slid between the length of her quickly-slickening lips as she grabbed at her chest and kissed his belly again, by now leaving an ample amount of drool on him wherever she put her mouth.

 

[16:27] Kennet could only stare as his incredibly hot, sexy, wonderful lizardgirl of a teacher started frantically stripping in front of him. His heart was pounding so hard it drowned out every other noise in the room as it thumped away in his ears. She was his, fully and completely. Anything he said, she'd do, and she'd love it. And she'd love him for it. Several different emotions started building up inside of the pup. He was excited, nervous. He felt powerful, like he could do anything in the world. His prick had reached critical mass in his shorts, just feeling it rub up against the fabric of his briefs with his constant squirming was already pleasurable enough that he started to feel tingly. He wanted to be naked. He had to be naked. It just felt right. He yanked his shirt above his head like a wild maniac, throwing it onto her desk. He fought with his pants as he tore them down off of his body, taking his underwear with them as he frantically hopped out of them. He felt like some kind of beast, standing over his teacher, watching her work her slit while he grabbed a paw around his junk. "Miss..." He trembled just the slightest bit. Not out of fear, but out of sheer, unadulterated lust. "Turn around. Bend over." He knew how dogs did it. He had seen videos, pictures. More than enough information to be ready to rut his instructor right there in the classroom. A wicked idea shot through his mind. His lips trembled as he continued talking. "Call me 'master'. I own you, now."

 

[16:33] Karma Marista didn't feel like that made much sense, but she's learned by that point that it felt good enough to just do whatever the fuck. Why not feel good? "Okay, master!" Her fingers hooked into her pussy as she said that. Oh, fuck, that felt really good. "Master," she repeated again, this time with a giggle as she turned around, savoring the taste of the word on her tongue. She wasn't even thinking about what it meant, it just felt so good to be saying it! Still on her knees with a hand reaching back between her legs, she put her face in the ground and dropped to her other elbow. That was a comfortable position. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth onto the ground as she continued to play with herself, loving every second of what she was doing.

 

[16:41] Kennet sauntered up behind the lizard, the height difference between the two serving an excellent purpose, allowing Kennet to simply rest the head of his cock up against Karma's heated slot, feeling the radiating waves of burning passion wash over his thumping glans. This was good. This was perfect. This was everything that the pup could have ever asked for, and more. He was going to fuck his teacher. He was going to fuck his teacher, and she was gonna love every single fleeting second of it. He thanked whatever cosmic force blessed him enough to find that small, green rock, as he rested his hands on the lizard's ass. He deliberately groped the soft flesh, feeling it fill his palms as he kneaded her two cheeks childishly. He even reared a hand back and gave her ass a quick thwap! He giggled. That was kinda fun! He did it again, a little bit harder. He loved the way her butt jiggled as his hand connected with the tissue, watching the ripples almost as if it were hypnotizing him. "Miss Marista... When I stick this inside you, it's gonna be the best thing you've ever felt in your life! You're gonna fall in love with the feeling! And... And you're gonna fall in love with me, too! Because I'm the only one that can make you feel like that! And we're gonna have sex everyday, after school, just like this!" He was shaking, near convulsing as he issued the commands, letting his hands grasp onto her hips as he steadied himself behind her. He thrust forward.

 

[16:51] Karma Marista nodded vigorously, causing even more of her tongue to flop out onto the floor. She didn't particularly mind. "Yes, master! We-we're gonna, we're go- oh fuck." Her eyes squeezed shut as he slipped into her, and a million images flashed through her head. Kennet was her favorite student. Kennet owned her. She loved it. She loved Kennet. She loved bending over for Kennet every single day, and that was just the way it was and had always been. Her ass rose up against his hands and she moaned, not giving a single fuck who out in the hall might hear. "Yes, master!" she squealed, as her hand slid along the ground, fingers grasping futilely at the smooth linoleum tiles. "I-I love you, I love you, I wanna... I'm gonna cum for you!" she informed him, not knowing and not caring if he was even old enough to know what that meant. "Keep it in me, master!" Her hips were already pumping slightly back and forth, clearly all too eager for him to get to work on her.

 

[17:01] Kennet sorta knew what cumming meant. But... Couldn't only boys do that? He didn't have much time or brain energy to ponder the question, he was too busy having his eyes roll back into his head as he sunk his virile young cock all the way to the hilt into Karma's needy cunt. Holy fuck. He wasn't expecting it to feel like this. The way her insides gripped around his rod, the sheer temperature of her inner walls, that incredible, lewd sound it made as he pushed into her, displacing a bit of her fluids as they dripped out around his tool and messed the floor beneath her legs. It was indescribable. It didn't care that he was already so close to climax, he had to start moving. His hips swung back and forth amateurishly. He had absolutely no idea what he was doing. He tried to let instinct take the lead as he bent over, wrapping his arms around Karma's stomach, hunching his back and pushing his feet backwards a bit. This position felt perfect! He started humping away at her, growling and grunting. He didn't sound particularly menacing, as the noises he made were closer to puppy-like yips than anything else, but fuck, he felt like a man. "J-just!... Ah... Never forget! You'll never be able to forget what this feels like, ever! You'll have dreams about it, every night! You'll never forget! Never!" He started rambling as he kicked his feverish humps into high gear, the muffled slaps of his furred hips against her backside increasing as he edged closer and closer to the finish. He was liable to burst at any second.

 

[17:11] Karma Marista giggled at all the cute noises her new master was making, but those giggles were coming between just as lewd (if much more grown-up) noises coming from her. She was gonna come - she'd never done that for anyone so quickly. Whatever dislike she had for the kid was long gone. "Never, master!" Karma repeated, eyes rolled up almost a worrying amount into their sockets as well. Her tail flicked quickly back and forth behind them, bouncing around as he thrust into her again and again as hard as his little hips could manage. Then his dick touched her in what felt like just the right place, and her toes curled and she kicked the ground with one foot, squeezing and twitching and shuddering as she came around Kennet's dick. "Ohmygod, master, every day, all th- fuck, you made me- I wanna, all the time, I... Fuuuuck," she babbled, clawing at the floor and smushing her cheek into it. Fuck, she'd never want to forget this, not if she could help it.

 

[17:22] Kennet could feel the climax wrapping around his dick, the subtle, consistent milking sensation around his buried cock being the final piece of the puzzle. He practically howled as he continued thrusting, even through his sudden climax. The tip of his cock burst into long, drooly strands of spunk, splattering messily along the inside of Karma's cunt. His hectic, bestial thrusts slowed down as he fired off his load as deep as his cock could reach, lifting one leg up off the ground as he slowed his hips down to a crawl. Splurt. Splurt... Splurt...... Oh god. It felt like he was going to pass out. His head was swimming, adrift in a sea of pure, incredible bliss. As his climax subsided, he brought his foot back down to the ground, pulling his defeated prick out of the lizard's love-tunnel. He fell on his ass, staring at the cum-dripping mess he had just been a part of. He scooted forward, pressing his mouth against Karma's dripping flower, lapping up all of the excess that spilled out of her. He didn't quite know why. It just felt... Right. He pulled his mouth away, his muzzle now soaked in the combination of their liquid love. "Miss Marista... You're not gonna remember what we did today..." This was for the best. He didn't want to get into any trouble... He paused. "But, if somebody ever tells you your favorite color is blue... You're gonna feel all the things you just felt..." There. That was manageable. "Now, go clean up, and forget that we did this, okay?" He started to stand up, but it felt like he was forgetting something... "Oh! And, uh... Also... You're gonna change my grade on that last quiz to an 'A' first, and you won't think it's weird. Then you'll forget everything!" Whew. Close call. Kennet had a feeling that he was gonna enjoy this class a lot more, from now on.

 

[17:28] Karma Marista squirmed on the ground at the feeling of his mouth down there. Oh god... She felt a slight sense of loss when she heard that she'd have to forget, but that was okay, because she was gonna dream about it all the time. "Y-yes, master," she mumbled as she stood up and stumbled over to her chair, on autopilot again. She collapsed into it, and blankly tapped through a few menus on her computer screen. There, done. The little success made her feel bubbly again. She pulled her shirt off the back of the seat, and went back to get her pants on, leaving just a small, suspicious stain on the chair to remember what had just happened by.