All the Cock She Ever Wanted

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“Of course I saw. I been watchin’ you look at me since I opened the door for you. You are one hot little white bitch. You gonna love feelin’ my big black cock in your hot little pussy.”

“How can you dare to talk to me like that! I’m in love with Steve. We’re getting married after we graduate.”

“I’ll dare talk to you however I want, bitch, and you won’t tell Steve. You know why? Because if you do, Steve will try to defend you and if he starts something, I’ll kill him. You are a slut for black cock and you just don’t know it yet. I’ll show you though. Just wait. When you go home, you’ll lie awake thinking about my big, hard, black cock. For emphasis Jack took hold of his cock with his hand. Every night, you’ll lie awake thinking about it. When you fuck Steve, you’ll be thinking about my cock. Sooner or later you’ll come around for me and I’ll show you what it’s like to cum long and hard with a nice big black cock deep inside of you. Now get your self together before Steve returns. This conversation is our little secret for now.

The toilet flushed and Steve returned. “Well, the rain has stopped.”

“Good!” Crystal said as she stood up and stretched. “I need to get back to the house anyway.”

Steve walked Crystal out to her car and opened the door for her.

“Oh baby, I love you so” She whispered in his ear as they hugged and kissed goodnight. “See you after English class?”

“You bet”

Steve closed the car door for her and she drove off.

“That’s a fine lady you got there, boy.” Jack said as Steve returned.

“Yeah, I know.” Steve replied. He totally missing the implications being called: boy

Crystal didn’t sleep that night. First she imagined Jack’s powerful arms around her. Then she imagined that big hard cock pressed into her middle as those big lips sucked on hers. Then that huge cock head pressing at the entrance of her hot wet cunt. When she imagined it slipping into her it was too much. She threw the cover off and stuffed herself with four fingers at once. After Bringing herself off to a crashing orgasm, she got up, took 2 aspirins and tried to read. Unable to get interested in the book, she went back to bed and repeated her earlier release. She was tired when morning finally dawned but she got up, Showered and dragged herself off to class.

After English class, Crystal met Steve. They walked and talked, even stole a few kisses and cuddles like they usually did, but somehow it didn’t seem quite the same.

Luckily, final exams were only two weeks away. Crystal was able to use the stress of the impending exams to cover the difference in her and Steve’s relationship. They enjoyed the sex, but Crystal couldn’t help imagining that it was Jack’s huge black cock filling her instead of Steve’s smaller but adequate one giving her pleasure. She was hotter than usual, but Steve was too busy enjoying it to question. After the sex, Crystal always felt guilty. Steve was a nice guy and treated her like a princess. No one had ever caused her to feel loved as much. She loved Steve. But if she loved Steve so much, why was she dreaming about getting fucked by black bastard who wasn’t half the guy Steve was. Jack had nothing but a stinking attitude, overly muscled body and a big cock. He was nothing but a scum-bag and Crystal knew it, but every night she imagined those strong arms holding her against that bulging chest and that huge black cock filling her hot pussy. Every night she had to masturbate herself to sleep. Her studies reflected her turmoil.

The grades for the semester were posted late Friday afternoon. Crystal peered through the crowd around the bulletin board in the Psychology Department. At last the girl in front of her moved away and she was able to find her name on the list. It had an “F” beside it. Crystal was horrified. She almost fainted. Tears formed in her eyes. What would her parents think after doing without things to save for her to get an education? What if I don’t graduate with Steve? Crystal ran from the building oblivious to the rain that was pouring down She felt stricken with panic. She needed Steve like she never had before!

Crystal was soaked by the time she reached her car. She almost ran a red light as she raced to Steve’s apartment. Lightning flashed nearby and a loud clap of thunder added to her panic as she raced up the steps. She knocked on the door so hard it hurt her knuckles. Oh God, Steve, please be there!

The door swung open, but it wasn’t Steve behind it. It was Jack. He looked awesome wearing a white terry cloth robe that was open at his heavily muscled chest. The sleeve ended just below the elbow showing his powerful forearm where it wasn’t hidden by the door he was holding open. Crystal stared, taken by surprise and not knowing what to do.

“Come on in, girl. My God, you’re soaking wet!”

Crystal knew better, but it her body seemed to have a mind of it’s own as it walked through the door. Suddenly she was in Jack’s arms and he was kissing her. She tried to resist, but found it futile against the powerful body that was holding her. She tried resist by being completely passive, but Jacks huge hand found her pussy and started rubbing hard through her jeans causing an ember to glow deep in her loins soon it became a fire, then a conflagration that spread throughout her body and seared her very soul. She gave in to the kiss and a moment later she was returning it; fiercely sucking at the thick black lips that stoked the fire and made it hotter.

Jack broke the kiss and moved his big hands to Crystal’s breasts. He squeezed and twisted both of her nipples through the cloth of her bra and top until he knew that they hurt. “I knew you would come back for me bitch. Now Let’s get that hot little white ass of yours in on my bed and I’ll show you what you really want.

Before Crystal could reply, he was kissing her again. She felt herself being swept up into his arms and carried into his bedroom. She felt the soft bed under her and she was still being kissed as her clothes were being removed from her body. Crystal’s eyes were closed. She didn’t want to see anything that might break the spell of the pleasure she was feeling. The kiss ended and she felt Jack lie down next to her. Then she felt a touch on her cheek that left a wet trail that ended on her lips. His scent was clean from a recent shower but with a slight musk odor that aroused her even more than his touch. She opened her eyes to see the cock that she had dreamed about in front of her face. Then she felt her skin quiver as Jack kissed her inner thigh near her pussy.

“You know what to do, bitch; or do you think that whitey mouth of yours is too good for a black man’s cock? Go on, suck it, bitch.”

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