Fuck, I’ve been craving some big, thick black cock, and my college professor finally delivered. I’ve been his bio study intern, and it took a while to realize he was into me. We were never alone, but this time, we finally got the chance to be together.
I asked Professor Drew to tutor me after class, and he came to my dorm. He looked fine as hell, and I wanted him to fuck me right there. I acted clueless to make him stay longer. After some studying, I suggested we take a break and have a drink. He hesitated, but I convinced him. One drink turned into four, plus some shots. It was time to get what I wanted.
I proposed a game of “Never Have I Ever,” but with a twist—whoever had done the action had to remove a piece of clothing. He was drunk and turned on, so he agreed. The first question was about gangbangs, and my shirt came off. The next was about anal, and my pants followed. He stared at me, and then he said, “Never have I ever wanted my teacher’s big black cock inside my slut pussy.” I smiled, ripped off my panties and bra, and that was it. He pushed me against the wall and started making out with me.
We moved to the bathroom, just in case my roomies came home. I was ready for dick, and he leaned against the wall, telling me to give him my “little wet fuck hole.” I moaned as he slammed into me, his huge cock bouncing me up and down. I begged for more, and he said I should have made a move sooner. He put his hand over my mouth and said, “Shhh, I’m going to fill you up with my load now, bitch.”
His black cock and cum load were the best I’ve ever had. I came so hard, screaming into his hand. He pulled out, his cock still hard, and I knew he wasn’t done with me yet. He turned me around, bent me over, and entered me from behind, his hands gripping my hips as he pounded into me. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the room.
“Fuck, your cunt feels so good,” he groaned, his voice a low and desperate sound. “So tight and wet.”
I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, eager for more, eager for everything he had to give. He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and teasing as he fucked me, driving me wild with pleasure.
“Cum for me,” he commanded, his voice a harsh and dominant whisper. “Cum for me while I fuck your tight little pussy.”
With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his cock pulsing as he shot his load deep inside me. I came too, my body convulsing with pleasure as I screamed his name. He collapsed on top of me, a satisfied and contented smile on his face.
“Good girl,” he murmured, stroking my hair gently. “You took that like a champ, you little slut. Now, let’s see how many more times I can make you cum before you pass out.”
Fuck, being a dirty little slut is the best. If you want to join the fun, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and intense ride, because I’m not just any slut, I’m a black cock-loving, professor-fucking whore, and I demand the best.
I snuck out last night to a wild party, ready to live on the edge. My friend was already wasted, so I had to catch up with beer bong, drinking games, and passing the blunt. I was high and drunk, but I found myself at some guy’s apartment with my ass in the air, his cock filling my holes until I passed out. I woke up with a dick in my mouth and a sticky wetness between my legs. Still a little tipsy, I realized the warm fluid in my mouth wasn’t cum – it was his morning piss, a golden shower to start my day.
