White Freshman, Black Coeds Ch. 20

"Mark, dear? I have to tell you that she's a little more....demanding than me. No, don't worry, she's not like Capri, but she does like to take charge. That's why I introduced you to anal stimulation tonight; she's very fond of that. Sometimes receiving, but mostly she likes to....provide it to her young men." A sequence of hard sucks that had me almost coming in her mouth. Interesting, her young men. How many did she, or had she had?

"So dear, tonight was a bit of a test on her behalf. And if you choose to sign a contract with her, well, the kinds of toys you've seen tonight might come into play." And she pushed the butt plug into me, expanding me, but only to half its maximum width, I judged. Then she lashed my dick with her tongue, outside her mouth so I could see her writhing tongue all over me.

"Oh my God, Miss Pullam, if you don't stop soon..." So she slowed way back down. "This one you have half in me now, she'd want to use one that big?" Angela nodded, but didn't elaborate. "Well, it's feeling very good to me the way it's vibrating, and your tongue feels incredible too. Would you, I guess could we see if I can take it? But gently please?"

This of course was where Angela had been leading me, but I was too young and naïve and aroused to sort that out then. So watching my eyes as she engulfed me with her mouth, Miss Pullam steadily pushed the butt plug until I thought I couldn't take anymore, then with almost a pop it shot past its widest place and buried itself in my ass. The relief of getting the thickest part past was great, but it was still large enough that it left me feeling filled up.

"Is that good, Mark? It feels good and doesn't hurt?"

"No, ma'am. It feels kind of good, actually."

"That's good, love. Let me turn the vibration up to medium then." She did, and wow! My asshole and dick were tingling all kinds of ways.

"Mark, I don't want to scare you, but these...toys come in even larger sizes than that one." My eyes must've registered disbelief because she pulled a realistic dildo out of her bag. It was colored like mine and even had veins. Maybe 6" long, but not nearly as fat as mine. She asked me if I'd like to touch it, and I did. It felt funny in my hand: familiar shape and texture, but cold. It too had a knob on the bottom.

"Okay, love, I've held you off long enough, and I really want to feel you pumping in my mouth, so I'm going to concentrate here and make you come. Hold this for me please?" I did, but felt kind of funny doing it, it looking so real and all.

"Would you like to use that on me, Mark?" I said I would, so she traded places with me, scooching her butt out then pulling her legs back for access. "Here, use this smooth vibrator first. Turn it on low and rub my clit and pussy with it."

So I did that and it seemed to get her horny quickly. The vibrating butt plug was still inside me, and I began to wonder what vibration like that would feel like on my dick. So while it was slick with her juices I rubbed it against the head of my dick and it felt incredible! The vibrations in my anus plus these slower ones on my dick felt fantastic.

"Miss Pullam, where is that vibrating cock thing you had on me earlier? Ah, I see it, thanks. It was so tight on me earlier that I thought maybe it would stay her near the head of my dick like this..." Getting it arranged and then turning it on to its lowest setting did the trick, and now I was getting vibrated from stem to stern, you might say.

All that stimulation made me want to taste Miss Pullam again, so I tongued her clit while pushing the smooth vibrator in and out of her. I even pulled it out and applied it to her nipples a few times while I continued to lap at her.

"Oh my God, yesssss Mark! Oh my friend is going to love you! Put it in my butt now, baby, on its slowest speed. Here's the lube." So I lubed it up, then slid it up against her anus and pushed. It was mesmerizing watching it slide into her tight hole, but she asked me to lick her again while I inserted it, so I couldn't watch anymore. While latched onto her clit and working it pretty vigorously I got the whole thing inserted in her ass.

"Turn it up to 3 now, and keep doing that with your tongue." So I did, and she about went crazy. After not very long she pushed my head away, telling me she didn't want to come just yet. Then she lubed up the realistic-looking dildo and handed it to me, instructing me to insert it in her vagina. And that was pretty cool, watching what looked almost like a dick slide up fully into this older woman's puss.

"Turn it on now, just on 1. Oh God, yessss! Now lick my clit, baby, while you fuck me with that white dick. That's it, oh yes, fuck me hard with your big white dick, Mark!" I was pretty sure she meant the dildo, but I suspected she would've gladly taken the real thing. Which gave me an idea.

When she pushed my head away again, as I knew she must if she wasn't ready to come yet, I slid up between her legs. With the vibrating cock ring still on me, and up near the head, I laid the head of my dick right on her pussy. And wow, did that set her off!

"Oh fuck! Turn them down, turn them down!" I turned down the vibrator in her butt to its lowest setting, as well as the dildo in her cunt. Even the cock ring I turned down to its minimum. Then going back in with the head of my dick I shoved it down hard against her clit, even sliding it up and down an inch or two.

"Oh Jesus, Mark! All the naughty things you're doing to me! Don't come yet, will you?" I wasn't that close, but the smell of her sex and watching the realistic dildo slide lewdly in and out of her, her pussy lips grasping it as it slid out, did make me want to shove my fat cock into her and see how she liked that. But there was my promise to Nia, so I held firm.

"Put that one in my ass now!" So I withdrew the smooth one and aimed the veiny realistic one at her puckered hole. I was afraid of hurting her, so I went slowly. Until she urged me to "shove that fat white cock in my ass, boy!" So I did, until it bottomed out. Then I turned its speed up two clicks

"Pinch your nipples, Angela." Pumping the dildo slowly in and out of her ass with my left hand, I used my right to put the fat head of my cock on her clit again. Then I turned up the vibration of the cock ring one notch, and Miss Pullam was writhing below me like a bitch in heat. "Pinch 'em harder! I want you to come now."

She did pinch them harder, really hard. Much harder than I would've dared. That plus the vibration and plunging in her ass, and my vibrating dick head on her clit soon had her howling out her orgasm. I was close too, but somehow held off. And then I got kinda mean.

"That's it, Miss Pullam, twist those titties while you take my fat dick up your hungry ass. I bet the people who work for you at the cafeteria would never guess you were such a slut, would they? That's it, my big black mama, take my fat white cock up your ass and pussy, make me come. And when I do I'm gonna come right in your pretty mouth. Your classy mouth that's always so proper in public, but tonight is going to take my hot load.... Oh yeah, just a few more strokes....ooo, that's it. Twist down here and swallow this nut like the slut you are."

She twisted around on the couch in a flash, her hand replacing my dick on her clit while I continued to fuck her ass with the veiny dildo. Then she took my prick in her mouth just as I was starting to shoot, pushing the cock ring down so she could get at more of it.

I yelled out my orgasm for real this time, hoping her prudish neighbors would hear, them not knowing that their normally prim and proper neighbor liked to suck 18yo dicks and swallow their spunk. I grabbed her tits with both hands and worked them over good, even smacking them around some as I came what seemed like forever into her mouth.

Miss Pullam motioned for me to slide her bag of tricks to her, so I did, and what do you think she pulled out of it? A black dildo that was easily 10" long and fatter than mine! It was huge and veiny and looked like it had velvety skin. Miss Pullam then carefully extracted my dick from her mouth, keeping it closed in a funny way. Quickly sitting up on the couch, feet over the edge, she indicated that I should watch.

Bending down over the obscenely large black dildo she took the head of it in her mouth. Then, making sure I was watching, she let my cum dribble out of her mouth onto the realistic dong. Holy s**t, I thought, watching my own cum run down this black dick as if it had just come in her mouth. Then throwing herself back against the couch she lined the monster thing's head up against her twat and shoved it in, hard.

It 'only' went in about halfway (which was a lot of dick!), but undeterred, she fully withdrew it and shoved it in again. This time three-quarters of it disappeared. With pure lust on her face now, she withdrew it fully and shoved it all the way in this time! Holy crap, where did that thing go up inside her? She lay there moaning and puffing, almost oblivious to me it seemed. With her free hand she was mauling her breasts again: her hand pinching the nipple on the far side, her wrist and forearm mashing both breasts.

She was panting hard and fast and her clit wasn't even being touched. Then she twisted the dial on the base of the thing and I could actually hear it roar to life, vibrating in a random pattern of highs and lows. That sent her over the top again, and belatedly I figured I could help by touching her clit. When I did she exploded, coming harder than I'd ever seen a woman come yet. I tried to keep my thumb engaged with her as she writhed and bucked, now even thrusting the ungodly thing full-depth in and out of herself.

I thought about talking dirty to her again, but I didn't think she needed any help. She was probably playing out an internal fantasy that my words would've distracted her from. So I simply sat there thumbing her clit lightly, watching her, marveling at the intensity of this orgasm, and how so unlike the Miss Pullam from the cafeteria she looked under its thrall. Raw, unadulterated female sexuality was on display here, and it was an awesome thing to behold.

I let her rest while I gathered her instruments of debauchery and put them into the bag they'd come from. She'd fallen asleep (or passed out?) so I eased her down onto her side and put a pillow under her head. I'd seen a throw blanket folded across the back of the upholstered chair the Professor had sat in, so I spread that over Angela, tucking her feet in at the bottom. I went and turned on the range hood light in the kitchen, and the light in her bedroom at the end of the hall, then turned off the lights in the living room.

After scratching out a note about being available next Wednesday if she wanted me to meet the newspaper lady, I checked on her again and found her breathing peacefully. But she didn't rouse when I shook her shoulder lightly, so I kissed her on the forehead and let myself out, making sure the porch light was on and that the main door and storm door were locked.

Sweet dreams, Miss Pullam.

I hope you enjoyed the story, and would love to hear what you thought about it in the Comments, which helps me improve as a writer. Especially from the female perspective. As a male writer I want that to be close to realistic. And for anyone, did any part of the story resonate with you? Was it too contrived? Thanks!