My First Semester at College Ch. 03

My pussy flooded as his tongue danced with mine, and I heard Jake in the background saying "Dude don't kiss her mouth, she just ate your load."

Byron then grabbed the sides of my face, pulled me back, and while looking deep into my eyes responded "for what she just did for me, this is the least I can do to show my appreciation."

My heart fluttered, my clity buzzed, and I began to squirm.

Byron's lips met mine again, and next thing I knew I was laying on my back in the bean bag again, as Byron continued to make-out with me like a horny teenager. After awhile of being ravaged by his mouth and roaming hands, Byron finally undid my shorts, and peeled them down, along with my panties, in one motion. I just laid there, letting him ram his tongue in my mouth, as one of his hands fondled my hard, bare nipples, and the other invaded my soaking wet pussy.

Eventually he stopped, and stood up, licking his fuck fingers with a shit eating grin on his face. I realized Jake was standing to the side of my head, still jerking his monster cock, and Byron, with his impressive ink black impaler, was getting hard again too as he stood between my legs. I desperately wanted Byron to fuck me, but was scared that Jake would think if I let Byron, he could too, and I didn't want anyone but Byron anymore. Still, I knew that if he asked (or even if he didn't ask and just did it), I couldn't say no.

I must have looked like a love-sick little girl, as I gazed up at Byron, cause I heard Jake say "I think she likes you, dude."

Smiling down at me, Byron said, "I hope so, caus' I sure like her." and with that he literally dove between my legs and began lapping my pussy. Soon I was getting close to cuming, moaning and thrashing and grinding my pale pussy against Byron's handsome black face. I thought I was almost there, when Jake muttered, "I can't take this no more, man." and straddled my ribs, laying his long hard shaft between my titties. The distraction caused my impending orgasm to back off, but Byron just kept his head down, and continued licking. Meanwhile, Jake grabbed the sides of my boobs and mashed them around his cock, and began titty fucking my sweaty cleavage.

I thought about telling Jake to fuck off, but before I could Byron had me back to the brink, and then over, and I began screaming as I came, as hard as I'd ever cum before.

What happened next is kind of a blur. In the distance I heard Jake say "Oh my God, I've never had a chick cum while I titty-fucked her, that's fuckin hot!" and Byron continued to lap at my clit, as my orgasm continued to rock my pale body. Then Jake was grunting, "I'm cuminnn" and my cum slut mouth instinctively latched on to his spurting head, milking out all but the first couple spurts of his funky cum, that I felt running down my neck. Byron finally took his tongue from my super sensitive clity, and lovingly began kissing my now quivering white inner thighs, and Jake finally pulled his now deflating cock from my lips and rolled off me and back on to his bean bag chair.

By the time Byron had worked his mouth up my tummy to my hyper sensitive nipples, Jake had fallen asleep. Seeing his still naked friend napping next to us, Byron whispered "wanna go somewhere else?"

I wanted to say I'd go anywhere with him, but all I could do was nod. But as Byron stood up and I saw his fully hard cock, I couldn't resist crawling over to him and popping him back in between my cock loving lips.

"I thought we were leaving" he whispered.

"Just as soon as you cum for me again" I insisted, and he just smiled big and said "well if you keep that up, it won't take long."

"Good" I cooed, and enveloped the tip of his smooth dark head, with my upper lip, while I stuck out my tongue and began licking the sensitive underside of Byron's big beautiful cock.

Byron groaned in a hushed tone and I began the dirty talk.

"You like my tongue on your cock?" I teased.

"Unnn Hhuuuuuu" he panted

"You like this big" . . . Lick . . ."Beautiful" . . . lick . . . "Black cock" . . . lick . . . "In my" . . . lick . . . "little white mouth?" . . . lick . . . "Are you gonna feed me?" . . . lick, lick, lick . . . "Are you gonna cum for me?" . . . lick . . . "Are you gonna give me a nice big load of hot cum?" I continued to tease him between licks.

"ohhh, Ooohhh, Oh my God" Byron panted.

"Cum for me By..." I pleaded, and before I could say his name he erupted in my mouth.

My lips clamped down on his spurting shaft, and I sucked until my cheeks hollowed, and then I sucked more. He just stood there, his tense body, hard as obsidian, and moaned softly "Aawwwweeee" as his warm jiz jetted into my sucking mouth. I just kept sucking and swallowing.

When Byron stopped spurting, I gently licked his cock head and then I looked up and him and ran my tongue over my parted lips to make sure he knew that I'd gotten every drop of his seed.

Then he lifted me to my feet, and holding me close, he kissed me deeply again. I felt like melting in his arms as he gently moved me toward the bathroom, saying "I'll get your clothes for you while you get yourself cleaned up."

Thinking he was through with me and throwing me out, my heart sank as I washed my face. My raccoon like, mascara smeared eyes almost welling up again, as I reached for the mouth wash.

When I finished and opened the door, there sat my clothes, all neatly folded in a small pile. I took them, went back in and quickly dressed. As I emerged from the bathroom, Byron had dressed himself too, and said "do you mind if I use it too?" and quickly entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

I grabbed the bong, and took another hit as I heard the sound of Byron taking a leak, and then washing up.

When he finally emerged from the bathroom Byron looked at me and said "Ready?" and putting his muscular arm around me, guided me to the door.

I stumbled out with him, and down to his car, and old Oldsmobile, with a shiny paint job, and as he helped me in to the passenger seat he said "sorry about the hooptie, but it's all I got." Then he closed the door behind me.

"You girl, are amazing" he chuckled, as he started the car, and the deep base of his stereo vibrated my seat.

I just smiled at him, confused by the weed, and the wild afternoon I'd just experienced.

"You hungry SuzEEE? . Can I take you to dinner?" he asked.

"sure" I said . . . and thus began my first date with my black boyfriend.