(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. Other stories in the series include Blackedmerica: A Love Story, Nerds of Hollyweather, A Southern Sheriff, In Brazil, and Le Belle Donne.)
Across town, a mile away from where she had dropped off her ******** and her boyfriend, Amarika pulled into Valley County College. On the campus, since it was Jabari day, the black students and faculty, similarly to Amarika were all displaying their proud heritage by dressing in African-styled garbs. The other students and faculty were, of course, showing their appreciation and admiration for the proud tradition by being either topless or bottomless which was customary.
Having parked in her reserved parking space, and before she had even stepped out of the car, Amarika could hear the soft thunder of African drums coming from the campus.
The sound came from a large oak tree in the middle of the campus park, where a band of black male students was pummeling away on the drums in front of a large crowd of onlookers. In front of them, a group of topless ebony girls along with one white girl were performing an African tribal dance, moving their bodies and their bouncy breasts to the beat of the drums.
Jilly Poole, a rather pudgy math major with glasses and big full breasts was currently the only Caucasian girl amongst the dancing girls. She had been pulled into the dance by her friend Amahle Kumalo, an exchange student from South Africa. To be pulled into the dance by a girl of African descent was also the customary way for other girls to join in the dance.
In the crowd, Jilly’s boyfriend Henry Madsen, who was also a math major and member of the AV (audio and video) club, held up his camera and captured the precious moment. Being pantless, his small erection was clear as day for everyone to see.
Wow, so beautiful… Henry zoomed in on Jilly. Where others may have seen some clumsy dancing on her part, Henry saw a girl who danced like a princess.
As he further zoomed in, his eyes drifted down onto her magnificently soft breasts and the way they bounced in such a mesmerizing manner, his mind was flooded with thoughts from the other day.
The other day in Henry’s dorm room, Marlon Wills had just drenched Jilly’s breasts with his thick cum load when she had asked Henry to slide his penis between her slimy tits. After Henry had done the proper thing and asked Marlon if it was okay, he had gotten up on Jilly. For the few seconds that he had lasted, sliding his penis between Jilly’s pillowy softness and through Marlon’s slippery cum, it had been such an amazing and tender moment. Though the moments afterward, when he got to lick Marlon’s and his own cum from Jilly’s tremendous breasts probably rivaled even that moment.
Over by the faculty parking, Amarika took a moment to enjoy the drums before she headed inside. There was just something about the drums that made her juices flow. Whilst there, her eyes fell upon the ever so handsome Amos Banks, the head coach of the college’s football team, whom she had been seeing for a couple of months.
What a man… Her nipples poked through her snug African dress when she thought of him. He was the kind of man that made a strong and confident woman like Amarika want to surrender and truly embrace her feminine side.
“Professor Jakande.” A familiar female voice came from the side.
Amarika turned and saw her ever so cheerful teacher assistant Katrin Jonsdóttir jog up onto the sidewalk waving hello. Her bare and pointy breasts skipped naturally as she did.
“Hey, Katrin.” Amarika had tried to get her Icelandic surname right more than once but had eventually ended up calling her by her first name, Katrin.
“Wow, Professor, that dress is beautiful.” Katrin admired her colleague and mentor’s outfit.
“Thank you.” Amarika smiled. She was more than a little taken by it as well. She had actually found herself staring at it in the mirror for quite a while after she had put it on earlier in the morning.
“I’ve never seen you in it before… May I?” Katrin held her hand slightly towards the dress, asking if she could feel the fabric.
“Sure… Yeah, I’ve never worn it before. I got it during my recent trip to Kenya. Thought I would wait for a special occasion like today’s Jabari celebration to wear it.” Amarika remembered the wonderful afternoon she had spent in Mrs. Jata Mirii’s tailor shop where she had gotten fitted for the dress. She especially remembered when Mrs. Mirii’s husband Matu and his brother Waitimu had walked in on them when she had been naked, having just tried on the dress. Her nipples had gotten so hard seeing the two handsome black men watch her naked body.
For a second Amarika was back in the Mirii’s home, where she had her lips wrapped around the thickness of Matu’s black cock and Jata was sucking Waitimu’s equally impressive cock. The same afternoon, Amarika remembered looking up and first seeing Matu’s attractive face and then Waitimu’s strong features as the two sexy brothers switched between bedding her and Jata. Even when she had her eyes closed to fully enjoy their intimacy, Amarika could tell the brothers apart. Whereas Matu was more slow and gentle, taking seconds to push his lengthy shaft to the depths of her pussy, not backing out until his sizable balls pushed against her labia, whilst at the same time kissing her with amazing passion. His brother Waitimu, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. Waitimu slammed his incredible cock into her with such gusto that each thrust made her cry out in pleasure. In the end, however, both men had made her and Jata orgasm multiple times.
“Wow, it’s so soft, must feel amazing to wear.” Katrin gently ran her finger along the side of Amarika’s dress.
“Though I see that I’m not the only one wearing something new.” Amarika had noticed the lovely necklace Katrin wore when she had come up to her, but Katrin’s interest in her dress had been the focus until now.
“Oh, yeah.” Katrin smiled and almost blushed a little when she ran her fingers over her white and pearl-colored necklace.
“It’s beautiful.” Amarika was quite mesmerized by the unique nature of the necklace. It was as if pearls had been mashed into a liquid shape and spread out to form very delightful patterns.
“Thank you.” Katrin absolutely loved her new necklace.
“I don’t know if you’ve met my boyfriend Jeremy…” Katrin took out her phone and scrolled through her pictures. Many of them showed Katrin in the company of handsome black men in various degrees of undress. Some were selfies she had taken, looking up at her phone whilst kissing a sexy black man, whilst others were of her pleasuring black men’s fat cocks.
Finally, she found a few pictures of her boyfriend.
“Here…” Katrin showed a close-up picture of herself and Jeremy smiling.
“No, I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure.” Amarika looked at the young man in his mid-twenties with blue eyes and curly hair.
“Well, he’s quite a talented jeweler, his ****** owns a small jewelry store. And he’s actually designed and made the necklace for me.” Katrin smiled. Eager to tell the story of how he came up with the idea for the design.
“Oh, wow.” Amarika could certainly see herself wearing a similar necklace.
“What’s even more romantic is that he got the idea from our trip to Miami, where I met this really good-looking man, Maurice… I might even have a…” Katrin picked up her phone again.
“Yeah, here he is.” Katrin showed Amarika a joyful picture of herself, Jeremy, and Maurice. In the picture, Maurice had his arm around Katrin’s waist and she hers around his, whilst Jeremy stood slightly to the side.
“That’s an impressive-looking man.” Amarika nodded and admired the physique of the big and bulky black man that stood between Katrin and Jeremy. The clean-shaved man, both face and head dwarfed the two of them in both width and length.
“Oh, he was very impressive.” Katrin gently bit her lower lip when she recalled Maurice stretching her out with his heavy cock.
Amarika could clearly tell what her friend was imagining since her pointy nipples stood straight out.
“Well… anyway…” Katrin smiled when she came back to her story.
“Afterward, and I have to admit that I was a bit out of it at that time, I can’t even begin to count the orgasms…”
“Oh, I know that feeling,” Amarika said as both women beamed knowingly.
“Well, Jeremy showed me that he had taken some photos of me when I lay in bed, and I had so much delicious cum on my face and chest. I mean, I had an inkling when I saw the size of Maurice’s balls, but wow.” Katrin again tenderly bit down on her lower lip.
Without even thinking, Amarika ran the tip of her tongue between her soft lips when she listened to Katrin’s story, imagining herself in her friend’s spot, with all that amazing cum on her body.
“I kind of wished that he would have filled my mouth instead… though if he had…” Katrin once again ran her fingers across her necklace.
“I might not have gotten this lovely necklace.” Katrin smiled.
For a second Amarika didn’t follow, but it quickly dawned on her.
“You see, Jeremy modeled the necklace after the sperm Maurice shot on my chest. It’s kind of like I get to walk around with his cum on all the time.” Katrin absolutely shined with pride.
“Wow…” Amarika actually felt a bit envious. To walk around with something that showed off a black man’s load like that must have been so satisfying.
“I might have to have a chat with your boyfriend.” Amarika could definitely see purchasing a necklace from Katrin's boyfriend.
“Oh, I would be happy to ask him for you if you want. I know that he would just be immensely honored if he could design one for you as well Professor Jakande.” Katrin, excited for her boyfriend’s sake, asked her mentor.
“That would be nice, thank you, Katrin.” Amarika thought how nice it would be if maybe Amos could take a photograph of her after he had shot his big load on her, and she could have a necklace made from the photo.
“You know, with a romantic gift like that, I wouldn’t be surprised if your boyfriend might have some plans to give you something else, maybe something that goes on your finger.” Amarika looked over at her colleague as the two women began to walk toward the faculty entrance.
“Oh, you really… think?” Katrin glanced back at Professor Jakande with hope in her eyes, as an image of Jeremy getting down on his knees in front of her and asking her to marry her, popped into her mind.
“I don’t think a man gets, or in your case, makes something like that if he doesn’t have something like that in his mind.” Amarika was pretty sure of that.
“Oh, I hadn’t really thought about it like that.” Katrin wondered if the day could get any better.
As the two women walked along the sidewalk to the masoned path to the entrance, a vintage Volkswagen beetle pulled up.
“Morning, Professor Jakande, Ms. Jonsdóttir, isn’t it a wonderful day.” There weren’t many people who were as upbeat as Professor Patricia Walsh. The chubby woman in her late thirties even gave Katrin a run for her money.
“Morning, Patricia, Morning Professor Walsh. It certainly is.” Amarika and Katrin looked over at the plump woman as she got out of her husband’s beetle. Being Jabari day, the English literature Professor was topless, which put her huge and floppy breasts on display. Breasts that hung down to her chunky belly.
Amarika and Katrin halted just next to the pathway up to the faculty and waited for Patricia whilst she said goodbye to her husband Trevor, who unlike Patricia was a rather skinny man.
“Have a nice day dear.” Patricia leaned into the car, her huge breasts hung down to the passenger seat as she did. She smiled when she glanced down at her husband’s small penis, which now had gone limp and was leaking cum onto his bare thigh.
To say that her husband loved her and her chunky body, especially her huge breasts would be an immense understatement and since she had been topless all morning and on the drive over, Trevor’s penis had stood at attention for quite some time. So on the ride over, she had decided to reach over and give him a few strokes. It didn’t take many before he spurted his cute load all over her fingers.
“You too. I love you.” Trevor looked at the wonderful and loving woman he was madly in love with. Even after ten years of marriage he simply couldn’t imagine being with anyone else, and each day he would wake up with a smile on his face, feeling like the luckiest man alive.
Some days he felt even luckier, those days when he would wake up in the guestroom down the hall, knowing that his wife had spent the evening and night in bed with a handsome black man. On those occasions, he would get up earlier, in the hopes that he could make the two an appetizing breakfast in bed.
“Love you too.” Patricia saw her husband’s eyes drift down a bit, so she leaned over for a few more seconds, so he could have an extra-long look at her naked breasts.
Having waved goodbye to her husband, she walked over to her colleagues and friends.
“Wow… what a dress.” Patricia commended Amarika on her splendid dress.
“My thoughts exactly.” Katrin chimed in as the three women headed indoors.
Inside, after having walked through a small hallway that led to several offices, including Amarika’s, they were greeted by another professor who informed Patricia that Chancellor Reginald Glover, the head of the College, wanted to see her.
“Well, I’ll catch up with you later.” Patricia waved and hurried off towards the Chancellor’s office, which was on the second floor.
“If she’s able to walk.” Amarika turned to Katrin. She had noticed the eagerness in Patricia’s steps, which in turn made the woman’s heavy breasts jiggle with each step.
“Hehe.” The two of them shared a hearty laugh.
Since there were no classes today, the faculty area was quite empty. Most were outside enjoying the festivities, though the women could see Bernard, a Sociology professor, and Walter, who taught economics, standing over by the television in the lounge. Both men, in their late forties, were pantless, with their meager penises hanging freely.
“I’m glad I brought half the papers home with me yesterday, only have a couple more to grade today.” Bernard looked at the television which was turned to the local news channel. The broadcast was from Mimosa Park where later today the annual Jabari celebration was going to be held.
“Isn’t your wife on the celebration committee?” Walter felt a small twitch between his legs when he watched the female reporter interviewing another woman from the park. Both of them were topless.
“Yes, Hazel’s in charge of the decorations. I think she’s over there right now.” Bernard was very proud of his wife, who worked on such an important celebration.
“Hey, isn’t that your wife?” Walter noticed a red-haired woman near the edge of the camera shot.
“Um.” Bernard leaned in and looked closer, and sure enough, he recognized Hazel. She was with a black man, and it definitely looked like they were making out.
“Yes, that’s Hazel.” Bernard felt his pulse start to rise, as did his penis. Though almost at the same time as he had seen her, she and the man she was with disappeared into one of the tents.
Walter, of course, felt a bit envious of his friend, whose wife was in the arms of a black man.
Aww… Naturally, Bernard was excited for his wife, who was obviously about to experience the pleasures of being with a black man, he had, however, hoped to have watched her on the television a tad longer.
Suddenly, the aria from Milten’s third opera started playing from Bernard’s sweater pocket. It was Hazel’s favorite piece from the opera, so it had become her ringtone. For a second, Bernard was surprised that his wife was calling him since he had just seen her go into the tent.
Seeing that it was a face call, Bernard held the phone in front of him and swiped to the right. The video call was quite jerky, not the image quality, but rather Hazel’s phone seemed to be moving around. And before Bernard had a chance to say hello, he heard a man’s deep voice.
“Let me hold it for you.” For a moment, Bernard saw the face of a good-looking black man. He had a thin, yet well-defined beard, and he appeared to be in his early forties.
“Oh, hehe, thank you.” Bernard recognized the joyful sound of his wife’s voice.
“There… we go.” The man said as the video flipped and Hazel came into focus.
Wow… Bernard saw his lovely wife looking up into the camera, smiling. Her tits were out and she was slowly stroking the man’s thick and lengthy black cock.
“Can he see me?” Hazel looked up at Samuel, who worked on the entertainment side of the celebration. He was the one who had managed to get Big Agwe to come and perform later in the evening.
Samuel could see Bernard in the small window at the top left of the screen. With how his mouth was partly open and the awe in his stare, Samuel was pretty sure that he could see his wife.
“Yeah, he can see you.”
“Hi, honey.” Hazel looked up at the phone, knowing that Bernard was watching her. At the same time, she leaned in and licked the tip of Samuel’s cock, feeling the delicious taste of his precum.
“Hello, dear.” Bernard could feel his heart pounding when he looked at the woman he loved. She looked absolutely breathtaking the way she stroked and licked that man’s huge black cock.
“Um, I’ll… my office.” Bernard awkwardly looked over at Walter, too aroused to even complete a full sentence.
Walter simply nodded. He knew exactly what he would want to be doing now if that had been his wife. Though having overheard the conversation on the phone and caught a glance of Bernard’s wife stroking that big black man, Walter’s penis had become fully erect as well. Within a moment his mind was filled with images of his own wife.
“Oh, Daphne.” When he closed his eyes, he saw his wife in bed with a handsome black man. And like she often did, Walter could see her glance over at him whilst she sucked his big cock. As precum dripped from the tip of his penis, Walter realized that he had actually moaned out her name out loud.
Embarrassed, he looked around. Maybe no one had heard him since most were outside. Though over in the hallway, he saw Professor Jakande and her teacher’s assistant Ms. Jonsdóttir gleefully looking in his direction. Instantly he could tell that they had heard him.
“Um, I have some… papers to grade.” Walter gave the two ladies an awkward nod and headed towards his office.
“Uh-huh.” Amarika and Katrin chuckled when Walter turned and they saw his meager erection jut up and down on his way to his office.
Over in Bernard’s office, the Sociology professor sat behind his desk intently watching his wife on the phone. He had leaned the phone up between the two framed photographs that he had of Hazel on his desk. The more recent of the photos was of the two of them, holding hands and looking lovingly at each other. The older of the photos was from their wedding night, where Hazel was practically naked, wearing only a lingerie garter belt and a wedding tiara, and she was standing between two big and very naked black men.
Bernard eagerly stroked his erection. He knew that he only had a few more strokes in him before he would come. He had read a few articles in Cuck Magazine on how to prolong his erection, and last longer. One of the ways was to simply let go of his penis, something he had tried a few times when his wife had been with a black man. And it had actually worked. He had been able to prolong his stiffness by almost ten seconds before he spurted his meager load without even touching himself.
But watching Hazel, who was now sucking the black man’s cock with such gusto, with spit dripping down from her lips and landing on her wonderful breasts, Bernard just couldn’t let go of his penis.
“Oh god Samuel, your big cock feels so good in my mouth.” Hazel looked up at the black man in a worshiping manner, before taking the tip of his cock back into her mouth.
“Ugh ughh ughhh!” A small spurt of cum shot out from Bernard’s penis and landed on the edge of his desk. Groaning, cum started to drip from the tip, landing on the floor under him.
Though focused on pleasuring Samuel, and of course, herself by sucking his amazing cock, Hazel found herself slowing down and smiling for a moment when she heard her husband groan. She knew that he had come. She kind of wished that she could have seen him, he had always had such a cute look on his face when he climaxes.
Sitting back in his chair, panting dreamfully. His eyes were still on the phone, watching his lovely wife. Bernard wanted to tell his wife that he loved her. He wanted to thank the black man for allowing him to watch. But he could see how into the man his wife was, and he could hear the black man grunting in the background, so he didn’t want to disturb the two of them.
So Bernard simply sat there, enjoying the face call.
A few offices over, Walter had pulled up a video on his computer of his wife in bed with a big black man. She was on her back, and the man had her legs straight up in the air, against his chest, and he was pounding her like that.
“Oh, Deborahhh.” Walter leaned over his desk, his face less than a foot from his monitor, and spurted his load onto the floor underneath his desk.
“Phew…” Walter sat back in his chair, breathing heavily. Once he had recovered a bit more, he was going to call his wife and tell her that he loved her.
On the second floor, outside the Chancellor’s office, Louise Wells looked out over her desk. Even at the age of fifty, her posture had remained flawless. Behind her desk, in her chair, her back was straight, her shoulders also straight yet relaxed, her chest was up and her feet were firmly planted on the floor.
Similar to her posture, her appearance could be described as dignified. Her dusky blonde hair was pulled back and tied in a knot behind her back so as not to interfere with her work. Her glasses spotless, her skirt, snug yet proper, and her silk blouse, had she worn one, would have been unbuttoned to show off a healthy amount of cleavage.
On her minimally decorated desk, next to her computer monitor, Louise had a ****** photograph of herself, her darling husband Roger, and their brilliant son Tobias. Next, to it, was another cherished photograph where she was on her knees between two tall and extremely good-looking black men. With one arm holding on to each of the men’s closest legs, she looked up at them longingly. Next, to the framed photographs she had two small African totems symbolizing the desire for the black man.
Glancing over at the second photograph, a hint of a smile almost found its way onto the otherwise so disciplined Louise. Looking at it, she also found herself thinking of her loving husband without whom she would have never experienced that amazing night in bed with those two handsome black men.
It had all happened a couple of years ago when she and Roger had celebrated their anniversary abroad. Louise had been sunbathing topless on the beach, only wearing a skimpy thong. When she had turned over onto her stomach, she had spotted the most attractive and dapper-looking black men she had ever seen. If her body hadn’t already been glistening from sweating in the sun, it would have been pretty obvious from the glints between her thighs that she was immensely aroused.
Being the attentive man that her husband was, he had, of course, noticed how taken she had been with the two men and had suggested that she go over and talk to them. With how immensely attractive she found them, Louise had told Roger that they were way out of her league. When her husband had heard that, he had gotten this dumbfounded, yet confident look on his face. Standing up, he had told her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and after a deep breath, he had marched over to the two black men.
Louise remembered how her heart pounded when her husband had walked over to them. How her heart had almost exploded when they had come over to her. How an orgasm overwhelmed her when one of them sat down next to her and ran his hand down her sweaty back until he reached her buttcheek. The next thing she remembered was laying on her back, sucking their throbbing black cocks, whilst they fondled her breasts and pussy.
“Ohhh!” Louise snapped out of her daydream when she heard a woman’s moan coming from Chancellor Glover’s office.
About fifteen minutes or so ago, the chancellor had sent for Professor Walsh, and now the lucky woman was in there with him. However, even with the lustful moaning radiating from the chancellor’s office, Louise collected herself and returned to her duties.
“Let’s see.” Louise picked up one of the last few documents she had to review before taking the papers in the important pile to chancellor Glover to sign.
“I’m comingggggg!” Louise heard Patricia call out from the other side of the wooden wall that separated hers and Glover’s office. The female orgasm was something that frequented the Chancellor’s office, and many a time it had been Louise who had expressed it, loudly.
Whilst the heavenly moans continued to escape from Glover’s office, Louise kept her focus on the documents. Though there were times when her hand almost made its way down to her thigh, and from there it would have been so easy to slowly pull her skirt up, slide her fingers between her slit and rub her moist pussy. She was almost thankful that she didn’t wear a blouse, otherwise, her rock-hard and sensitive nipples would have nudged against the thin fabric and made her even more aroused.
This should be the last… The document she picked up was an extracurricular request form from a student, and when she read the student’s name her eyes widened a little.
oh… The student was her nineteen-year-old son Tobias, and he had requested to take André Green’s political science exam. Needless to say, it filled Louise’s heart with warmth and pride to see that her son wished to take André’s exam.
Still, when it came to a black student’s grades, she couldn’t play favorites and simply approve Tobias’s request. Louise had to go over her son’s past grades to make sure that he could at least achieve an A on André’s political science exam.
Though knowing how intelligent her son was, Louise expected his grades to be in his favor, and when she pulled them up, her intuition hadn’t been wrong. So far he had passed his courses with flying colors. A’s as far as the eye could see. The only course that didn’t have a top grade, was the mandatory Athletic course, in which he had scored a D. Something Louise had kind of expected since neither she nor her husband had been very athletic.
Luckily, athletic abilities were the one thing in a student’s file that didn’t impact their chances for approval when written exams were concerned. And with that, Louise was confident that her son would score well, and provide André with a top grade.
Before she proudly stamped the approval on her son’s request form, Louise glanced over André’s file to make sure that Tobias had gotten the right course number on the form.
Handsome… Louise saw André’s photograph and noted that he was a football player, a linebacker. She had never really been into sports, but she had heard the linebacker term from her husband, who was part of a fantasy football league. However, after checking that her son had filled in the course that André took, which he had, Louise realized that she recognized the black athlete.
Since Louise and Roger lived a mere mile from the College, their son Tobias had opted to stay at home during his college years to save up and get himself a proper apartment after his studies were done. A decision both welcomed and encouraged by Louise and her husband who were both quite financial-minded.
And that’s where she had seen André, in their home.
Louise recalled coming home one day and finding her son hard at work in the living room, writing a paper on the Great continent of Africa. On her way upstairs, she had caught her diligent son glancing up towards his upstairs room with a dreamy expression. Louise, had, of course, heard the heavenly moans of Tobias’s equally as brainy girlfriend Irene, and knew that she was up there with a young black man. The wondrous smile on her son’s face reminded her of his father’s. Roger had the same look when he watched her in bed with black men.
Upstairs, having left her studious son, Louise had passed his room on her way to her bedroom to get changed. Since the door was ajar, she had peeked inside. There she had caught a glimpse of the young black man who had been making Irene moan. It had been André. Irene had been on top of him, riding his thick black cock, whilst André enjoyed her petite breasts.
Afterward, Louise had found out that the paper her son had been working on had been for André, which had made her so proud of him. She could only imagine how much Tobias must have wanted to be up there in his room, enjoying the lovely sight of Irene being pleasured by André. Instead, he had worked on André’s paper.
Such a good young man he’s grown up to be… Louise felt more than satisfied that her son’s academic achievements were good enough for him to take André’s exam and give him an excellent grade.
So, with a proud nod, Louise gave her son’s request form a stamp and put it on the approved pile. Just as she did, a vigorous grunt rose out from Glover’s office, a grunt that made Louise turn her head toward its source. When a second groan flooded her office, Louise sighed. From between her thighs, a yearning radiated through her body and filled her with lust. Having been on the receiving end of Reginald Glover’s climax so many times, even Louise’s professionalism couldn’t prevent her from instinctively reaching up and pinching her aching nipple.
On the other side of the door labeled Chancellor Reginald Glover, the voluptuous Patricia was bent over the robust black man’s desk. Her big belly and huge breasts resting on the oak finish. Behind her, with his pants around his ankles and his big gut hanging out from his unbuttoned white tailored dress shirt, Reginald held onto Patricia’s wide hips with a firm grip whilst slamming his fat girthy cock into her wet pussy.
“Uhh uhhh uh uh uhhh!” With each thrust against Patricia’s fleshy ass cheeks, he buried his manhood deep inside of her. Sweating profusely, Reginald slowed down enough to wipe his brow, whilst still moving his hips, sliding in and out of her. He was so close to coming.
Almost in unison with Reginald’s grunts, Patricia exhaled orgasmic moans.
“Ohh ohhhh ohh oh oh ohhhhh!” She was in absolute heaven. She could barely keep her eyes open, and it was a miracle that she even heard Reginald’s voice calling out that he was close, and wanting her to get down on her knees.
“Uhhh!” Reginald gripped his cock hard to give himself a few more seconds as he pulled out from Patricia’s warm pussy.
Oh yesss… Exhausted, Patricia did her best to get up from the oak desk and lower herself down onto her knees in front of the sexy black man. She was so horny for his manly cum. Wherever he wanted to give it to her, she wanted it.
“Ahhh!” The second Reginald saw Patricia’s pretty face he let go of his cock, and with a jerk, an intense and heavy load of cum splashed across her face.
Yesss… The moment Patricia felt the warm and gooey semen she closed her eyes and held out her tongue.
“Ahh ahhh ahhh ahhh!” Each of Reginald’s jerks shot out a lofty rope of sperm, hitting Patricia, and running down her face, eventually dripping down onto her huge fleshy breasts.
Mmmm… Patricia positively loved it when black men came on her. She loved everything about it. The smell, the taste, the arousing sounds of a man climaxing. Everything just made her feel like such a woman.
“Ahh ahh!” With his climax slowly subsiding, Reginald laid his bulbous cockhead down onto Patricia’s soft and sperm-filled tongue. Whilst admiring her cum splashed face, a sight he had always enjoyed, semen oozed out of the tip of his resting cock into Patricia’s mouth.
“Mmmm…” Patricia savored the deliciousness that ran down her tongue and slowly filled her mouth. Looking up at the panting Reginald, she was filled with such a grateful feeling.
“That was amazing, Chancellor Glover, thank you.” She took the tip of his cock into her mouth after swallowing the tasty treat she had in her mouth.
“You were amazing Mrs. Walsh.” Reginald slowly moved his hips, easing his softening cock in and out between her lips.
Whilst enjoying his manhood in her mouth, a real sense of pride flowed through Patricia’s very being when she heard the Chancellor’s praise.
“Mhmm…” After the intense climax, Reginald enjoyed Patricia’s very tender blowjob. A bold contrast from before when she had sucked him to his then fully engorged erection. However, glancing up, he noticed the time, and almost as if on cue, he heard his secretary Louise on the intercom.
“I apologize for interrupting, Chancellor Glover, but you told me to remind you of your appearance at the celebrations.” Even though his schedule drew closer, Louise had waited a few minutes after she had heard Glover’s powerful finish to remind him. She wouldn’t dream of disturbing him during such a moment.
“Thank you, Louise.” Reginald exhaled and reluctantly slid his cock out from Patricia’s sweet lips. He certainly wouldn’t have minded going again, since he found the plumb woman kneeling in front of him extremely sexy.
A sigh left Patricia when she felt Glover’s cock leave her mouth, though she did manage to get one last splendid lick of its tip.
“Oh, I hope you’re not late because of me.” Patricia lightly panted whilst she looked up at the handsome man towering over her, hoping that it wouldn’t be the case.
“Not at all, Mrs. Walsh.” Reginald took in the sights of her curvaceous body as she got up on her feet. Her chunky tits hanging down to her belly made him shake his head in wonderful disbelief. Once again he regretted the timing of his scheduled appearance at the celebrations.
“I’m glad.” Patricia could have remained there for a lot longer. She had always felt so womanly on her knees in front of a black man.
“Well, I should let you get ready.” But alas, with a sigh, still enjoying the taste of delicious cum on her lips, she picked up her skirt and got up.
On her way out, Patricia passed the chancellor’s walled mirror, and there she noticed how wet her face and boobs still were from all the cum.
Mmm… Trevor would sure get a kick out of seeing me like this… She instantly wanted to snap a selfie and send it to her husband.
Whilst taking his shirt off, he needed to take a quick shower in his office’s attached bathroom, Reginald nodded in appreciation of Patricia’s thick behind as she walked toward the door.
“Well, if you need to go over any more… papers, let me know.” With a look of desire, Patricia smiled and sighed once more when she saw the handsome chancellor standing there completely naked.
“Oh, I think you can count on that.” Reginald gave her a knowing smile and sighed to himself when she left the office.
“Mrs. Wells.” Patricia, naked, and in a somewhat of a hurry, gave chancellor Glover’s secretary a pleasant nod on her way past.
“Professor Walsh.” Louise returned the courteous gesture. Again, when she noticed all that delicious cum on the professor’s face, she felt her bare nipples aching to be touched. For a quick moment, Louise closed her eyes and imagined the sensual feeling of Chancellor Glover shooting all his thick, chunky cum all over her face.
“Oh…” A wonderful sigh of desire left Louise’s lips. Though when she opened her eyes, a slight wave of embarrassment took over. Once again, she found her hand on her breast, lightly pinching her nipple.
With her arm under her sizable breasts, trying to keep them from jiggling too much, and with her skirt and handbag in the other hand, Patricia made her way to the classroom just across the hall.
Oh good… Luckily, with the celebration going on, the room was empty.
Now, let's take some nice selfies for Trevor… With a loving smile, Patricia headed over to one of the desks to put down her skirt and get her phone out of her handbag. Just as she did, however, he felt that the cum that had pooled so nicely between her soft pillowy breasts began to trickle down.
“Oh.” Not wanting her husband to miss out on seeing such deliciousness on her, Patricia gently let go of her heavy breasts, whilst at the same time running her fingers between them, scooping up all the sperm, and smearing it all over her chest.
With her breasts now covered in shiny cum, Patricia instinctively licked the rest of Chancellor Glover’s semen from her fingers.
“Mm.” The manly taste made her imagine Glover on top of her, plunging his thick black cock deep inside of her. She could also see her sweet husband sitting there, stroking his smallish erection.
Oh, Trevor… The urge to send a selfie to her husband grew with each second that passed, even more so when she glanced down and saw how shiny her breasts were. She knew how much her husband would have loved to have licked the cum from her juggs and sucked her big nipples.
But at least she could send him a nice surprise, and with a big smile on her face, Patricia eagerly picked up her phone and held it up in front of her. However, just when she was about to snap a photo, she saw the video button.
Hmm, maybe I should send him a sexy video instead… Patricia was rather surprised that she was considering filming herself since she had always felt a bit awkward doing so. She never knew what to say, or if she should say something. With photos, it was much easier. Just smile, point, and click. Though she had a pretty good idea as to why she felt so much more confident. And it had all to do with the wonderful day of Jabari and the joy of being seen topless by so many handsome black men.
So with her camera phone on record, Patricia held her free arm across her luscious chest and looked into the lens pretending it was her husband.
“Hi, honey…” Patricia smiled and gently pressed her arm against her soft breasts making them spill out over and under her arm. She knew how much it drove Trevor crazy when she used her arm like a bra.
“I just had the most wonderful time in Chancellor Glover’s office.” She licked her lips slowly for the camera, tasting Glover’s cum as she did.
“Mmm, I wish you could have been there, Trevor, and watched me worship his big black manhood.” Patricia reached out further with her phone, giving her husband a better view when she let go of her heavy breasts. The moment she released them, they fell for a split second and then softly bound back, ending their fall with a wondrous jiggle.
“And boy was his hefty balls filled with cum… So much delicious cum.” Patricia panted. Her eyes glistened with lust. She had become so aroused that her free hand had found its way down to her pussy, where she lightly rubbed her fingers against her clit.
“Oh Trevor, I wish you were here to lick my boobs.” Another soft moan left her lips as she brought her phone closer to her chest. She wanted her husband to see all the shiny and spermy mess on her breasts.
“Oh Trevor, suck my nipples… Suck all of Mr. Glover’s cum from my boobs.” Patricia rubbed her clit in just the right way and suddenly an incredible waterfall of emotions washed over her body.
“Uhhh uhhhh!” With his fingers around his meager penis, Trevor spurted intensely onto his ******* belly. As soon as he had clicked on the magnificent video from his loving wife, and seen her naked, he unbuttoned his shirt, knowing that he would come. He had even leaned into his monitor on his desk and had pretended to lick Patricia when she had zoomed in on her breasts.
“Oh, Patricia.” Trevor breathed heavily and leaned back in his chair with a romantic smile on his face. He loved her so much. He just knew that he had to pick flowers for her. In fact, he wanted to make sure that he remembered.
“Linda.” Trevor pressed his secretary’s number on his office phone.
“Yes, Mr. Walsh.” Trevor’s ever so bubbly secretary glanced away from her open Instagram page. Her new Jabari medallion that her boyfriend Nick had given her for the celebration dangled between her naked and firm breasts as she leaned over her intercom.
“I’m going to buy my wife some flowers on the way home. Could you remind me on my way out later?” Trevor rewound Patricia’s video once more and played back the part where she showed him her cummy breasts.
Mm, that would have been something… Trevor imagined sucking the cum from her amazing breasts.
“Sure thing, Mr. Walsh, I’ll make a note of it.” Linda took out the calendar and wrote it down on today’s date.
“Thank you, Linda.” Trevor had to look at the video one more time before returning to his work.
Over in professor Jakande’s office, the lusciously dressed Amarika was going over some details about next week’s African studies classes with her Icelandic teacher’s assistant Katrin.
“How are you coming along with your research on Dayo Kambanda?” Amarika saw the interest in her assistant’s eyes when she mentioned Kambanda.
“Really well. It’s so amazing to learn about all the wonderful things he did for Iceland. Like how he rescued the two hunters from a polar bear, and how he united the northern tribes and brought peace to the island.” Katrin had such admiration for the man who had made his way from Africa, via Norway’s coast to Iceland, in the early 12th century.
“Professor Ágústsson from the Icelandic Museum of history, actually just sent me the translation from a runestone that Einar, one of the hunters that Kambanda saved, had made.” Katrin went through her notes and found the translation.
“Ketill and Einar raised this stone in celebration of Dayo, the mighty warrior with ebony skin, who saved them from a bear and brought much pleasure to their women, Auður and Hallbera.”
After reading the translation, Katrin looked excitedly at Amarika, whom she considered a mentor.
“And from what I’ve been able to piece together from various sources, rune translations, accounts told from one generation to the next, when Kambanda brought Ketill and Einar back to their huts, their women, Auður and Hallbera prepared a great feast to celebrate the great warrior that had saved their men. It is also told that Auður and Hallbera were so taken with Kambanda that they wished to be without clothing in front of him. Which I can certainly understand.” Katrina smiled. Her bare nipples stiffened with the thought of being fully nude in front of a black man.
“Oh yes.” Amarika pictured herself naked in front of a certain black man, coach Amos Banks. A thought that made her big nipples poke against the soft fabric of her dress.
“And something I learned and found very romantic was that Ketill had asked Kambanda on the first night of the feast, if his woman, Auður, could worship his impressive ebony manhood.” Katrin thought of her sweet boyfriend Jeremy who often did the same thing.
Amarika tried to remain professional throughout Katrin’s story, but the thought of worshiping Amos’s thick cock, to feel its heaviness in her mouth, to suck it, simply proved too much, and for a split second she allowed herself to close her eyes and imagine.
“Knock knock.” Two taps were heard on Professor Jakande’s open door.
“I thought I saw you come in, Amarika.” Amos Banks sported his usual charming smile whilst he marveled at Amarika’s beauty. She looked stunning in her African dress. A dress that truly put her incredible figure on display.
“Amos.” Amarika’s eyes flew open with surprise. In her mind she had been on her knees, admiring the girth of his cock, and now he was here. She was so wet for him. She wanted to take her dress off. She wanted him to tell her what to do. Anything he wanted. But she had to resist, she was Amarika Jakande. She was strong.
“You look absolutely beautiful.” Amos walked over with such confidence and gave the woman he had been dating and was infatuated with a light kiss. As he did her arousing perfume filled his nostrils with desire.
“Mm… thank you.” Amarika let out a soft sigh when Amos released his kiss. She was helpless near him. She didn’t want to be strong around him. She wanted to be naked. On her knees. She wanted to worship him.
Katrin had remained by Amarika’s side, quiet. She felt it would be improper to say anything. Her eyes, however, took in the handsomeness of the muscled black man. There was no doubt that he taught sports with how he looked. His arms and pec muscles looked like they were on the verge of bursting out of his T-shirt. And those weren’t the only things that were bulging. Along the side of his left leg, Katrin saw the outline of his tremendous cock.
“You know, I was hoping to see you before…” Amos leaned in for another kiss. He simply couldn’t resist her sweet lips. This time he lingered. His tongue met hers. His hand slid down her hip until he felt her curvaceous behind.
Oh yes, Amos… Amarika hoped with every fiber in her being that he wouldn’t stop.
“The…” Amos leaned back for just a moment. In the heat of things, he had forgotten what he wanted to say. He was too struck by Amarika’s beauty. And with the lust he saw in her eyes, he leaned in once more. This time he kissed her neck.
“Oh, Amos.” Amarika slanted her head back in pure enjoyment. In the corner of her eye, she saw Katrin standing there, and with her hand on Katrin’s shoulder, she motioned her assistant down onto her knees. She wanted her to pleasure Amos’s heavenly manhood.
Katrin followed Amarika’s lead without hesitation. The anticipation of going down on the handsome coach had her nipples fully erect and aching for attention.
Wow… Katrin gasped at the wonderful and bulging outline of Amos’s cock. She wanted to reach out and feel it. Stroke it. But she wanted to be proper.
“May I worship your amazing manhood?” Katrin looked up at Amos who had just slipped Amarika’s left dress strap down her shoulder, revealing her ample breast.
Amos was just about to suck on Amarika’s juicy tit when he heard the young woman’s voice. Looking down he saw Katrin on her knees gazing up at him. Her blue eyes filled with anticipation for his answer. Though his attention had been on Amarika, he had naturally glanced over at the alluring and very topless blonde on his way over.
“Yes, you may.” Though Amos wanted to watch Katrin take his cock into her mouth, he was too horny for Amarika. Even more so since he could feel Amarika’s soft breast gently nudging against his forehead.
“Mmm.” Amos turned to Amarika and engulfed her tit’s entire areola with his mouth and sucked her nipple hard.
“Thank you.” Even though he was enjoying Amarika’s bosom, Katrin felt the need to let Amos know how grateful she was for a chance to worship his black cock.
“Oh, Amos!” Amarika felt her other shoulder strap slide down her arm, and before she even had time to imagine the pleasures to come, Amos had both of her breasts in his hands, fondling them, and sucking them, one at a time.
With joyous heartbeats, Katrin grabbed the sides of Amos’s sweatpants and pulled them down carefully.
“Ohh.” Katrin paused and sighed at the sight of his thick root. She found the foretaste of a black man’s cock so arousing. And the more his lengthy shaft came into view, inch by inch, the more wet Katrin became. And when she finally reached his knees, and his rock-hard cock bounced out of his sweatpants, almost tapping her pretty face, a pre orgasm rushed through her body.
“Ohh.” Katrin trembled blissfully with Amos’s manhood slightly jutting up and down in front of her. The sheer size of it had it hanging at a downward angle, and for a moment whilst admiring its allure, Katrin wondered if she would be able to take the thick head into her mouth. And just as she was going to reach up and gently hold it up with both hands, which, in her experience, had always been necessary with black men’s cocks, a hefty bead of precum flowed out of its pee slit.
Quickly Katrin pushed her tongue out and licked up the sweet and delicious bead.
“Mmm.” With the taste of Amos’s manly juices, Katrin couldn’t take the anticipation any longer and with her mouth open, she took his bulbous cock head, almost in a thrusting manner, into her mouth.
Ohh yesss… Katrin felt so happy that she could fit it in her mouth. That she could suck it.
“Mghmm.” With both hands, all ten fingers wrapped around Amos’s girthy shaft, Katrin began to suck the head of his cock. Her sweet lips slid back and forth. She was in absolute heaven. To be able to worship a black man like this was beyond words.
“Oh, Amos!” Amarika leaned back against her desk. Amos was all over. Kissing her, feeling her breasts, sucking them.
“Mm.” Amos kissed Amarika’s luscious lips. Her sweet saliva mixed with his as their tongues danced. He wanted her so badly, and having his cock sucked at the same time by the stunning blonde made him even more eager.
“Your dress…mm.” Amos broke off his kiss for just a moment, but couldn’t finish his sentence before leaning back in to kiss her again.
“Mm… take it off, I need that sweet pussy.” Amos got off of Amarika who hurried up onto her feet.
Though Katrin was in her own heavenly world, passionately stroking Amos with fingers that couldn’t even reach around his heavy cock, and pleasuring him with her luscious lips, she could tell that she had to pull away for a moment.
Oh yess… Amarika breathed heavily. Her pussy was absolutely gushed for Amos. Luckily she found the zipper to her dress the moment she reached around and pulled it down.
“Uh uh.” It took a few tries to shimmy the snug dress down past her curvaceous hips, but finally, she got it down to her ankles and stepped out of it.
At the same time, Amos pulled his T-shirt over his head and stepped out of his sweatpants, revealing his chiseled physique. And with hungry breaths, he took in Amarika’s naked beauty. Her body absolutely exuded sex. Her smooth and firm thighs were as sexy as her sensational hips, and her ample and succulent breasts made her waist look slender.
“Damn, you look good, woman.” Amos didn’t waste any time before he moved in and kissed Amarika once more.
“Mm.” Whilst kissing her Amos grabbed Amarika’s chunky ass cheeks and effortlessly lifted her up into his strong arms. Holding her up with one arm, he brushed her desk free and laid her down on her back.
“Oh yes!” Amarika looked up at Amos. Into his gorgeous brown eyes. She wanted him right now.
Amos wanted nothing more than to plunge his rock-hard cock into Amarika, but first, he just had to taste her sweet pussy. But he also had a lustful idea for Katrin whom he glanced over at, motioning her towards his backside.
“Mm.” Amos’s hungry eyes were set on Amarika’s trimmed pussy. He couldn’t wait to taste her.
Watching Amos grab Amarika’s hips and bend over to eat her pussy, his hips high up in the air, Katrin knew exactly what he wanted her to do.
As she went to move around Amos, she stood up and stepped out of her skirt, revealing her glistening pussy and her firm ass.
Oh yes… Katrin eagerly sat down behind Amos’s well-shaped buttocks. After admiring his big butt for a wonderful second, she grabbed his ass cheek.
“Mm.” She felt how hard and manly his cheeks were. Obviously, he worked out a lot. She could only imagine how hard and amazing his thrusts must be. Having enjoyed the feel of his cheeks, Katrin gently parted them and was greeted by Amos’s wonderful asscrack.
Holding his considerable butt cheeks spread, Katrin let out several soft breaths of excitement as she slowly leaned in. Reaching out with her tongue, she closed her eyes and went by feel, and soon her tongue touched skin.
“Mghmm...mmm… mghm.” Katrin hungrily ran her tongue up and down Amos’s buttcrack. It was just so amazing for her to eat a black man’s ass.
“Aghm… ah...ah...” She leaned back, breathing heavily. She had to get some air. Whilst there she noticed his big black cock hanging down between his legs, and she knew that she had to worship it as well.
So after getting some much-needed air, Katrin grabbed Amos’s thick shaft and began to milk him, pulling on his cock. With her other hand, she did her best to push his right cheek aside so she could lean in and lick his ass.
“Mghmgmm…” Katrin was on a cloud of pure euphoria. Not only was she stroking his fat black cock, but she was also eating his ass. The only thing that would have made it even more exciting, would be if her boyfriend Jeremy would have been there. Katrin knew that Jeremy would have loved to have watched her like this. He would have spurted so hard.
Oh yeahh… Amos felt Katrin’s delicious tongue in his ass, and her fingers around his manhood, tugging on it. It was an exhilarating feeling. A feeling only matched by the enjoyment he felt eating Amarika’s pussy.
“Mmm.” Amos ran his tongue all the way along her slit until he reached her clit.
“Mghmm.” He put his lips around it, gently sucking on it, and then expertly flicking her clit with his tongue.
“Oh goddd Amosssss!” Amarika cried out as an orgasm ravaged her from top to bottom.
“Oh no Amos, oh goddd!” Amarika’s whole body trembled. She almost couldn’t cry out in pleasure because another orgasm rushed through her body.
Mmmm… Amos had tasted Amarika’s deliciousness for long enough, and after hearing and feeling her wondrous orgasms he knew that it was time.
Gently he took Katrin’s hand, the one she had been tugging on his manhood with, and raised himself up whilst leading her around him. At the same time, he gazed over Amarika, whom he found exceptionally breathtaking on her back like that, ready to take his big cock.
Amarika, still recovering from her blissful orgasm, looked up at the handsome man now towering over her. She could tell that he was about to push inside of her, to make her orgasm again.
“Oh… Amos, I want you inside of me.” Amarika managed to moan out between her gasps for air.
Amos smiled. He was more than ready.
“Put it up to her pussy.” Amos looked down at Katrin who sat on her knees next to him.
Katrin nodded and got up onto her feet, something she had to do to guide his manhood up to Amarika. Standing up, she took a hold of Amos’s stiffness with her petite fingers, which only reached two-thirds the way around his impressive girth.
“Ohh.” Katrin let out a sigh when she felt Amos’s hand against the skin of her breasts. He fondled her tits, gently pinching her nipples. Instinctively she began to stroke his hardon.
“Ohhh.” Another moan left her lips when he reached down between her thighs and rubbed his fingers against her pussy.
Mmm… another time… Amos slid his fingers between her pussy lips, feeling the wetness.
“Put it in.” Amos gave Katrin another nod whilst he took a step closer to Amarika, who had spread her legs for him.
With her warm touch, Katrin guided the tip of Amos’s manhood up to Amarika’s fleshy pussy. No matter how many times she had seen a black man enter a woman, or herself for that matter, Katrin could barely fathom how it could actually fit. But not only could it fit, but it would also feel amazing doing so.
“He’s so big… So thick.” Katrin glanced down at her mentor and friend as she held the tip against her awaiting pussy. She felt such joy for Amarika, and the immense pleasure she was about to experience.
“And so wonderfuuuulllll!” Amarika’s eyes flew open when Amos pushed inside of her, whilst Katrin instinctively released his wonderful shaft.
“Ugh.” With how lubricated Amarika was with her own juices, Amos slid half his length right into her pussy without much effort.
“Oh, yeah.” Gently grabbing her hips once more, Amos looked at the blissful expression and admired the beauty of the woman who lay before him. Slowly he began to move his hips, sliding his thickness back and forth, and with each thrust, Amarika’s full breasts followed suit, bouncing back and forth.
“Oh, Amos.” Amarika looked up at the strong man she had fallen in love with.
Yes… She finally admitted it to herself. She was in love with him.
“Yes, Amos… take me… please take me.” Amarika completely surrendered to Amos.
“Uh… uhh… uhh.” Amarika’s words fueled his hunger for her, and leaning over her, he found just the right spot for his weight to really give it to her.
“Uhh uhhh!” Amos slammed half of his length into her, inching deeper with each heavy thrust.
“Oh godd Amoss! You’re going to make me come again!” Amarika cried out in pleasure. Amos felt so good inside of her. His every move kept rubbing against her sweet spot.
“Hold her.” Amos glanced over at Katrin when he saw Amarika try to keep her head off of the desk.
“Oh.” Katrin had been so mesmerized by how amazingly powerful Amos looked. By how incredibly attracted she was to him. How she wanted to worship him, that she had missed to help out her friend.
In just a few hurried steps Katrin made her way around the desk and cushioned Amarika by leaning into her and holding her with her arms.
Seeing Amarika in a slightly more comfortable position, Amos really leaned into her.
“Uhh uhhh uh uh uh uhhh uhhh!” One thrust followed the other. The next was more powerful than the last. Soon Amos’s thick black cock had fully disappeared inside Amarika, and he now pounded her hard with his entire length.
“Oh, goddddddd!!!” Amarika cried out louder than before. This time an orgasmic explosion had gone off inside of her, originating inside of her pussy. She was so thankful that she had Katrin to lean back against as her eyes rolled back into her head.
“Oh yeahhh!” Sweat ran down Amos’s forehead. He loved seeing the beautiful expression of an orgasming woman. Especially when that woman was Amarika. And with his heavy balls slamming against her pussy, he wanted to make her come even harder.
Just being there. In the presence of a handsome and very naked black man. Watching him bed Amarika in such a powerful manner, made Katrin have a smaller climax over and over.
“Oh ohhh ohhh.” Amarika opened her eyes, panting, moaning heavily. Looking up she saw her assistant, her friend Katrin holding her. And looked ahead, she saw the gorgeous man on top of her, Amos. She was in such a heavenly state that she didn’t realize that Amos was still inside of her.
“Ohh ohhhh ohhhh.” Suddenly, however, as her orgasm faded, Amarika felt the wonderful feeling of having Amos inside of her return.
“Oh Amos, oh Amos!” Amarika lustfully looked up at the sexy black man.
“Uhh uhh uhhh uhhh!” Amos wanted to fuck her even more but the buildup in his heavy balls was too much.
Fuckk… Amos pushed inside of her wondrous pussy once more, completely burying himself inside of her before quickly pulling out.
“Aghhhhhh!” Several huge sprays of cum erupted from the tip of his throbbing cock and splashed all over Amarika’s belly and breasts. Some wads even doused her beautiful face.
“Ahh ahh ahhh.” More spermy ropes burst out and landed across Amarika’s chest.
Oh my god… Katrin was awe-struck by the amount of delicious cum. What she wouldn’t have done to feel it on her face. In her mouth.
“Oh yes! Mmm.” Amarika closed her eyes to fully enjoy the wonderful feeling of being dashed with so much come. The warm and wet feeling against her skin was tremendous. She had always loved to be climaxed on.
“Ahh ahh ahhhh.” One heavy breath after the other left Amos’s lips. And after opening his eyes fully, he had opened and closed them during his intense climax, he looked down at an equally panting Amarika. Her beautiful body absolutely glistened with his sperm. It was an amazing sight.
“Ahh… Katrin… ahh, I think Amarika could use some help.” Amos took a breath between each sentence. He could see what Katrin wanted, and he sure wouldn’t mind seeing a gorgeous girl lick his cum from Amarika’s sexy body.
Katrin licked her lips.
“Thank you.” She looked at Amos who was completely drenched in sweat, which only made him even hotter.
“Would you mind?” Katrin glanced down at Amarika who looked quite exhausted.
“No.” Amarika panted and smiled. Her chest raised up and fell down again.
“Just give me a taste.” Amarika wanted to taste Amos, his cum.
“Mm.” Katrin smiled and leaned down. It wasn’t the first time she and Amarika had shared cum.
“Mmm.” Katrin licked up two big wads of Amos’s tasty cum from Amarika’s ample right breast. The sensation of her soft skin, her sweat, and Amos’s semen was enticing. Katrin’s first instinct was to swallow, but she wanted to share it with her friend, so she kept the slimy mess in her mouth whilst she licked up more and more.
With her mouth half full, her tongue savoring the delicious sperm, Katrin moved up and looked into Amarika’s eyes. This was followed by a lustful glance down at her lips.
Amarika hungrily licked her lips before parting them and sticking her tongue out. She knew exactly what tangy pleasure awaited her. She wanted it. She wanted Amos’s semen so badly.
Katrin leaned down closer to Amarika’s lips, and slowly parted her own. First, a thin stream of liquid flowed from her mouth onto Amarika’s awaiting tongue.
Oh yess… Amarika could taste the deliciousness. It was so arousing to feel Amos’s cum in her mouth. To feel more and more of it slid down her tongue. And suddenly a big wonderful wad splashed onto her tongue.
“Mmm.” Amarika savored the semen in her mouth for a brief moment before swallowing it. She didn’t have to say anything to Katrin. Her friend simply licked up another nice load and gave her a sloppy kiss.
Nodding approvingly, Amos delightfully watched the two beautiful women kiss and share his cum. It was a sight he had always enjoyed. A sight he would have loved to have kept on enjoying, unfortunately, he heard the African drums from outside.
“Oh, damn, I’m late for my speech. I’ll see you later, Amarika.” Amos rushed into his sweatpants and threw on his T-shirt.
“See you.” Amarika barely had time to say goodbye.
“What a man.” Katrin longingly watched the handsome black man run out.
“Oh, yess.” Amarika sighed as both women once more licked their sperm-smeared lips.
To be continued…
Chapter 4
Across town, a mile away from where she had dropped off her ******** and her boyfriend, Amarika pulled into Valley County College. On the campus, since it was Jabari day, the black students and faculty, similarly to Amarika were all displaying their proud heritage by dressing in African-styled garbs. The other students and faculty were, of course, showing their appreciation and admiration for the proud tradition by being either topless or bottomless which was customary.
Having parked in her reserved parking space, and before she had even stepped out of the car, Amarika could hear the soft thunder of African drums coming from the campus.
The sound came from a large oak tree in the middle of the campus park, where a band of black male students was pummeling away on the drums in front of a large crowd of onlookers. In front of them, a group of topless ebony girls along with one white girl were performing an African tribal dance, moving their bodies and their bouncy breasts to the beat of the drums.
Jilly Poole, a rather pudgy math major with glasses and big full breasts was currently the only Caucasian girl amongst the dancing girls. She had been pulled into the dance by her friend Amahle Kumalo, an exchange student from South Africa. To be pulled into the dance by a girl of African descent was also the customary way for other girls to join in the dance.
In the crowd, Jilly’s boyfriend Henry Madsen, who was also a math major and member of the AV (audio and video) club, held up his camera and captured the precious moment. Being pantless, his small erection was clear as day for everyone to see.
Wow, so beautiful… Henry zoomed in on Jilly. Where others may have seen some clumsy dancing on her part, Henry saw a girl who danced like a princess.
As he further zoomed in, his eyes drifted down onto her magnificently soft breasts and the way they bounced in such a mesmerizing manner, his mind was flooded with thoughts from the other day.
The other day in Henry’s dorm room, Marlon Wills had just drenched Jilly’s breasts with his thick cum load when she had asked Henry to slide his penis between her slimy tits. After Henry had done the proper thing and asked Marlon if it was okay, he had gotten up on Jilly. For the few seconds that he had lasted, sliding his penis between Jilly’s pillowy softness and through Marlon’s slippery cum, it had been such an amazing and tender moment. Though the moments afterward, when he got to lick Marlon’s and his own cum from Jilly’s tremendous breasts probably rivaled even that moment.
Over by the faculty parking, Amarika took a moment to enjoy the drums before she headed inside. There was just something about the drums that made her juices flow. Whilst there, her eyes fell upon the ever so handsome Amos Banks, the head coach of the college’s football team, whom she had been seeing for a couple of months.
What a man… Her nipples poked through her snug African dress when she thought of him. He was the kind of man that made a strong and confident woman like Amarika want to surrender and truly embrace her feminine side.
“Professor Jakande.” A familiar female voice came from the side.
Amarika turned and saw her ever so cheerful teacher assistant Katrin Jonsdóttir jog up onto the sidewalk waving hello. Her bare and pointy breasts skipped naturally as she did.
“Hey, Katrin.” Amarika had tried to get her Icelandic surname right more than once but had eventually ended up calling her by her first name, Katrin.
“Wow, Professor, that dress is beautiful.” Katrin admired her colleague and mentor’s outfit.
“Thank you.” Amarika smiled. She was more than a little taken by it as well. She had actually found herself staring at it in the mirror for quite a while after she had put it on earlier in the morning.
“I’ve never seen you in it before… May I?” Katrin held her hand slightly towards the dress, asking if she could feel the fabric.
“Sure… Yeah, I’ve never worn it before. I got it during my recent trip to Kenya. Thought I would wait for a special occasion like today’s Jabari celebration to wear it.” Amarika remembered the wonderful afternoon she had spent in Mrs. Jata Mirii’s tailor shop where she had gotten fitted for the dress. She especially remembered when Mrs. Mirii’s husband Matu and his brother Waitimu had walked in on them when she had been naked, having just tried on the dress. Her nipples had gotten so hard seeing the two handsome black men watch her naked body.
For a second Amarika was back in the Mirii’s home, where she had her lips wrapped around the thickness of Matu’s black cock and Jata was sucking Waitimu’s equally impressive cock. The same afternoon, Amarika remembered looking up and first seeing Matu’s attractive face and then Waitimu’s strong features as the two sexy brothers switched between bedding her and Jata. Even when she had her eyes closed to fully enjoy their intimacy, Amarika could tell the brothers apart. Whereas Matu was more slow and gentle, taking seconds to push his lengthy shaft to the depths of her pussy, not backing out until his sizable balls pushed against her labia, whilst at the same time kissing her with amazing passion. His brother Waitimu, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. Waitimu slammed his incredible cock into her with such gusto that each thrust made her cry out in pleasure. In the end, however, both men had made her and Jata orgasm multiple times.
“Wow, it’s so soft, must feel amazing to wear.” Katrin gently ran her finger along the side of Amarika’s dress.
“Though I see that I’m not the only one wearing something new.” Amarika had noticed the lovely necklace Katrin wore when she had come up to her, but Katrin’s interest in her dress had been the focus until now.
“Oh, yeah.” Katrin smiled and almost blushed a little when she ran her fingers over her white and pearl-colored necklace.
“It’s beautiful.” Amarika was quite mesmerized by the unique nature of the necklace. It was as if pearls had been mashed into a liquid shape and spread out to form very delightful patterns.
“Thank you.” Katrin absolutely loved her new necklace.
“I don’t know if you’ve met my boyfriend Jeremy…” Katrin took out her phone and scrolled through her pictures. Many of them showed Katrin in the company of handsome black men in various degrees of undress. Some were selfies she had taken, looking up at her phone whilst kissing a sexy black man, whilst others were of her pleasuring black men’s fat cocks.
Finally, she found a few pictures of her boyfriend.
“Here…” Katrin showed a close-up picture of herself and Jeremy smiling.
“No, I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure.” Amarika looked at the young man in his mid-twenties with blue eyes and curly hair.
“Well, he’s quite a talented jeweler, his ****** owns a small jewelry store. And he’s actually designed and made the necklace for me.” Katrin smiled. Eager to tell the story of how he came up with the idea for the design.
“Oh, wow.” Amarika could certainly see herself wearing a similar necklace.
“What’s even more romantic is that he got the idea from our trip to Miami, where I met this really good-looking man, Maurice… I might even have a…” Katrin picked up her phone again.
“Yeah, here he is.” Katrin showed Amarika a joyful picture of herself, Jeremy, and Maurice. In the picture, Maurice had his arm around Katrin’s waist and she hers around his, whilst Jeremy stood slightly to the side.
“That’s an impressive-looking man.” Amarika nodded and admired the physique of the big and bulky black man that stood between Katrin and Jeremy. The clean-shaved man, both face and head dwarfed the two of them in both width and length.
“Oh, he was very impressive.” Katrin gently bit her lower lip when she recalled Maurice stretching her out with his heavy cock.
Amarika could clearly tell what her friend was imagining since her pointy nipples stood straight out.
“Well… anyway…” Katrin smiled when she came back to her story.
“Afterward, and I have to admit that I was a bit out of it at that time, I can’t even begin to count the orgasms…”
“Oh, I know that feeling,” Amarika said as both women beamed knowingly.
“Well, Jeremy showed me that he had taken some photos of me when I lay in bed, and I had so much delicious cum on my face and chest. I mean, I had an inkling when I saw the size of Maurice’s balls, but wow.” Katrin again tenderly bit down on her lower lip.
Without even thinking, Amarika ran the tip of her tongue between her soft lips when she listened to Katrin’s story, imagining herself in her friend’s spot, with all that amazing cum on her body.
“I kind of wished that he would have filled my mouth instead… though if he had…” Katrin once again ran her fingers across her necklace.
“I might not have gotten this lovely necklace.” Katrin smiled.
For a second Amarika didn’t follow, but it quickly dawned on her.
“You see, Jeremy modeled the necklace after the sperm Maurice shot on my chest. It’s kind of like I get to walk around with his cum on all the time.” Katrin absolutely shined with pride.
“Wow…” Amarika actually felt a bit envious. To walk around with something that showed off a black man’s load like that must have been so satisfying.
“I might have to have a chat with your boyfriend.” Amarika could definitely see purchasing a necklace from Katrin's boyfriend.
“Oh, I would be happy to ask him for you if you want. I know that he would just be immensely honored if he could design one for you as well Professor Jakande.” Katrin, excited for her boyfriend’s sake, asked her mentor.
“That would be nice, thank you, Katrin.” Amarika thought how nice it would be if maybe Amos could take a photograph of her after he had shot his big load on her, and she could have a necklace made from the photo.
“You know, with a romantic gift like that, I wouldn’t be surprised if your boyfriend might have some plans to give you something else, maybe something that goes on your finger.” Amarika looked over at her colleague as the two women began to walk toward the faculty entrance.
“Oh, you really… think?” Katrin glanced back at Professor Jakande with hope in her eyes, as an image of Jeremy getting down on his knees in front of her and asking her to marry her, popped into her mind.
“I don’t think a man gets, or in your case, makes something like that if he doesn’t have something like that in his mind.” Amarika was pretty sure of that.
“Oh, I hadn’t really thought about it like that.” Katrin wondered if the day could get any better.
As the two women walked along the sidewalk to the masoned path to the entrance, a vintage Volkswagen beetle pulled up.
“Morning, Professor Jakande, Ms. Jonsdóttir, isn’t it a wonderful day.” There weren’t many people who were as upbeat as Professor Patricia Walsh. The chubby woman in her late thirties even gave Katrin a run for her money.
“Morning, Patricia, Morning Professor Walsh. It certainly is.” Amarika and Katrin looked over at the plump woman as she got out of her husband’s beetle. Being Jabari day, the English literature Professor was topless, which put her huge and floppy breasts on display. Breasts that hung down to her chunky belly.
Amarika and Katrin halted just next to the pathway up to the faculty and waited for Patricia whilst she said goodbye to her husband Trevor, who unlike Patricia was a rather skinny man.
“Have a nice day dear.” Patricia leaned into the car, her huge breasts hung down to the passenger seat as she did. She smiled when she glanced down at her husband’s small penis, which now had gone limp and was leaking cum onto his bare thigh.
To say that her husband loved her and her chunky body, especially her huge breasts would be an immense understatement and since she had been topless all morning and on the drive over, Trevor’s penis had stood at attention for quite some time. So on the ride over, she had decided to reach over and give him a few strokes. It didn’t take many before he spurted his cute load all over her fingers.
“You too. I love you.” Trevor looked at the wonderful and loving woman he was madly in love with. Even after ten years of marriage he simply couldn’t imagine being with anyone else, and each day he would wake up with a smile on his face, feeling like the luckiest man alive.
Some days he felt even luckier, those days when he would wake up in the guestroom down the hall, knowing that his wife had spent the evening and night in bed with a handsome black man. On those occasions, he would get up earlier, in the hopes that he could make the two an appetizing breakfast in bed.
“Love you too.” Patricia saw her husband’s eyes drift down a bit, so she leaned over for a few more seconds, so he could have an extra-long look at her naked breasts.
Having waved goodbye to her husband, she walked over to her colleagues and friends.
“Wow… what a dress.” Patricia commended Amarika on her splendid dress.
“My thoughts exactly.” Katrin chimed in as the three women headed indoors.
Inside, after having walked through a small hallway that led to several offices, including Amarika’s, they were greeted by another professor who informed Patricia that Chancellor Reginald Glover, the head of the College, wanted to see her.
“Well, I’ll catch up with you later.” Patricia waved and hurried off towards the Chancellor’s office, which was on the second floor.
“If she’s able to walk.” Amarika turned to Katrin. She had noticed the eagerness in Patricia’s steps, which in turn made the woman’s heavy breasts jiggle with each step.
“Hehe.” The two of them shared a hearty laugh.
Since there were no classes today, the faculty area was quite empty. Most were outside enjoying the festivities, though the women could see Bernard, a Sociology professor, and Walter, who taught economics, standing over by the television in the lounge. Both men, in their late forties, were pantless, with their meager penises hanging freely.
“I’m glad I brought half the papers home with me yesterday, only have a couple more to grade today.” Bernard looked at the television which was turned to the local news channel. The broadcast was from Mimosa Park where later today the annual Jabari celebration was going to be held.
“Isn’t your wife on the celebration committee?” Walter felt a small twitch between his legs when he watched the female reporter interviewing another woman from the park. Both of them were topless.
“Yes, Hazel’s in charge of the decorations. I think she’s over there right now.” Bernard was very proud of his wife, who worked on such an important celebration.
“Hey, isn’t that your wife?” Walter noticed a red-haired woman near the edge of the camera shot.
“Um.” Bernard leaned in and looked closer, and sure enough, he recognized Hazel. She was with a black man, and it definitely looked like they were making out.
“Yes, that’s Hazel.” Bernard felt his pulse start to rise, as did his penis. Though almost at the same time as he had seen her, she and the man she was with disappeared into one of the tents.
Walter, of course, felt a bit envious of his friend, whose wife was in the arms of a black man.
Aww… Naturally, Bernard was excited for his wife, who was obviously about to experience the pleasures of being with a black man, he had, however, hoped to have watched her on the television a tad longer.
Suddenly, the aria from Milten’s third opera started playing from Bernard’s sweater pocket. It was Hazel’s favorite piece from the opera, so it had become her ringtone. For a second, Bernard was surprised that his wife was calling him since he had just seen her go into the tent.
Seeing that it was a face call, Bernard held the phone in front of him and swiped to the right. The video call was quite jerky, not the image quality, but rather Hazel’s phone seemed to be moving around. And before Bernard had a chance to say hello, he heard a man’s deep voice.
“Let me hold it for you.” For a moment, Bernard saw the face of a good-looking black man. He had a thin, yet well-defined beard, and he appeared to be in his early forties.
“Oh, hehe, thank you.” Bernard recognized the joyful sound of his wife’s voice.
“There… we go.” The man said as the video flipped and Hazel came into focus.
Wow… Bernard saw his lovely wife looking up into the camera, smiling. Her tits were out and she was slowly stroking the man’s thick and lengthy black cock.
“Can he see me?” Hazel looked up at Samuel, who worked on the entertainment side of the celebration. He was the one who had managed to get Big Agwe to come and perform later in the evening.
Samuel could see Bernard in the small window at the top left of the screen. With how his mouth was partly open and the awe in his stare, Samuel was pretty sure that he could see his wife.
“Yeah, he can see you.”
“Hi, honey.” Hazel looked up at the phone, knowing that Bernard was watching her. At the same time, she leaned in and licked the tip of Samuel’s cock, feeling the delicious taste of his precum.
“Hello, dear.” Bernard could feel his heart pounding when he looked at the woman he loved. She looked absolutely breathtaking the way she stroked and licked that man’s huge black cock.
“Um, I’ll… my office.” Bernard awkwardly looked over at Walter, too aroused to even complete a full sentence.
Walter simply nodded. He knew exactly what he would want to be doing now if that had been his wife. Though having overheard the conversation on the phone and caught a glance of Bernard’s wife stroking that big black man, Walter’s penis had become fully erect as well. Within a moment his mind was filled with images of his own wife.
“Oh, Daphne.” When he closed his eyes, he saw his wife in bed with a handsome black man. And like she often did, Walter could see her glance over at him whilst she sucked his big cock. As precum dripped from the tip of his penis, Walter realized that he had actually moaned out her name out loud.
Embarrassed, he looked around. Maybe no one had heard him since most were outside. Though over in the hallway, he saw Professor Jakande and her teacher’s assistant Ms. Jonsdóttir gleefully looking in his direction. Instantly he could tell that they had heard him.
“Um, I have some… papers to grade.” Walter gave the two ladies an awkward nod and headed towards his office.
“Uh-huh.” Amarika and Katrin chuckled when Walter turned and they saw his meager erection jut up and down on his way to his office.
Over in Bernard’s office, the Sociology professor sat behind his desk intently watching his wife on the phone. He had leaned the phone up between the two framed photographs that he had of Hazel on his desk. The more recent of the photos was of the two of them, holding hands and looking lovingly at each other. The older of the photos was from their wedding night, where Hazel was practically naked, wearing only a lingerie garter belt and a wedding tiara, and she was standing between two big and very naked black men.
Bernard eagerly stroked his erection. He knew that he only had a few more strokes in him before he would come. He had read a few articles in Cuck Magazine on how to prolong his erection, and last longer. One of the ways was to simply let go of his penis, something he had tried a few times when his wife had been with a black man. And it had actually worked. He had been able to prolong his stiffness by almost ten seconds before he spurted his meager load without even touching himself.
But watching Hazel, who was now sucking the black man’s cock with such gusto, with spit dripping down from her lips and landing on her wonderful breasts, Bernard just couldn’t let go of his penis.
“Oh god Samuel, your big cock feels so good in my mouth.” Hazel looked up at the black man in a worshiping manner, before taking the tip of his cock back into her mouth.
“Ugh ughh ughhh!” A small spurt of cum shot out from Bernard’s penis and landed on the edge of his desk. Groaning, cum started to drip from the tip, landing on the floor under him.
Though focused on pleasuring Samuel, and of course, herself by sucking his amazing cock, Hazel found herself slowing down and smiling for a moment when she heard her husband groan. She knew that he had come. She kind of wished that she could have seen him, he had always had such a cute look on his face when he climaxes.
Sitting back in his chair, panting dreamfully. His eyes were still on the phone, watching his lovely wife. Bernard wanted to tell his wife that he loved her. He wanted to thank the black man for allowing him to watch. But he could see how into the man his wife was, and he could hear the black man grunting in the background, so he didn’t want to disturb the two of them.
So Bernard simply sat there, enjoying the face call.
A few offices over, Walter had pulled up a video on his computer of his wife in bed with a big black man. She was on her back, and the man had her legs straight up in the air, against his chest, and he was pounding her like that.
“Oh, Deborahhh.” Walter leaned over his desk, his face less than a foot from his monitor, and spurted his load onto the floor underneath his desk.
“Phew…” Walter sat back in his chair, breathing heavily. Once he had recovered a bit more, he was going to call his wife and tell her that he loved her.
On the second floor, outside the Chancellor’s office, Louise Wells looked out over her desk. Even at the age of fifty, her posture had remained flawless. Behind her desk, in her chair, her back was straight, her shoulders also straight yet relaxed, her chest was up and her feet were firmly planted on the floor.
Similar to her posture, her appearance could be described as dignified. Her dusky blonde hair was pulled back and tied in a knot behind her back so as not to interfere with her work. Her glasses spotless, her skirt, snug yet proper, and her silk blouse, had she worn one, would have been unbuttoned to show off a healthy amount of cleavage.
On her minimally decorated desk, next to her computer monitor, Louise had a ****** photograph of herself, her darling husband Roger, and their brilliant son Tobias. Next, to it, was another cherished photograph where she was on her knees between two tall and extremely good-looking black men. With one arm holding on to each of the men’s closest legs, she looked up at them longingly. Next, to the framed photographs she had two small African totems symbolizing the desire for the black man.
Glancing over at the second photograph, a hint of a smile almost found its way onto the otherwise so disciplined Louise. Looking at it, she also found herself thinking of her loving husband without whom she would have never experienced that amazing night in bed with those two handsome black men.
It had all happened a couple of years ago when she and Roger had celebrated their anniversary abroad. Louise had been sunbathing topless on the beach, only wearing a skimpy thong. When she had turned over onto her stomach, she had spotted the most attractive and dapper-looking black men she had ever seen. If her body hadn’t already been glistening from sweating in the sun, it would have been pretty obvious from the glints between her thighs that she was immensely aroused.
Being the attentive man that her husband was, he had, of course, noticed how taken she had been with the two men and had suggested that she go over and talk to them. With how immensely attractive she found them, Louise had told Roger that they were way out of her league. When her husband had heard that, he had gotten this dumbfounded, yet confident look on his face. Standing up, he had told her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and after a deep breath, he had marched over to the two black men.
Louise remembered how her heart pounded when her husband had walked over to them. How her heart had almost exploded when they had come over to her. How an orgasm overwhelmed her when one of them sat down next to her and ran his hand down her sweaty back until he reached her buttcheek. The next thing she remembered was laying on her back, sucking their throbbing black cocks, whilst they fondled her breasts and pussy.
“Ohhh!” Louise snapped out of her daydream when she heard a woman’s moan coming from Chancellor Glover’s office.
About fifteen minutes or so ago, the chancellor had sent for Professor Walsh, and now the lucky woman was in there with him. However, even with the lustful moaning radiating from the chancellor’s office, Louise collected herself and returned to her duties.
“Let’s see.” Louise picked up one of the last few documents she had to review before taking the papers in the important pile to chancellor Glover to sign.
“I’m comingggggg!” Louise heard Patricia call out from the other side of the wooden wall that separated hers and Glover’s office. The female orgasm was something that frequented the Chancellor’s office, and many a time it had been Louise who had expressed it, loudly.
Whilst the heavenly moans continued to escape from Glover’s office, Louise kept her focus on the documents. Though there were times when her hand almost made its way down to her thigh, and from there it would have been so easy to slowly pull her skirt up, slide her fingers between her slit and rub her moist pussy. She was almost thankful that she didn’t wear a blouse, otherwise, her rock-hard and sensitive nipples would have nudged against the thin fabric and made her even more aroused.
This should be the last… The document she picked up was an extracurricular request form from a student, and when she read the student’s name her eyes widened a little.
oh… The student was her nineteen-year-old son Tobias, and he had requested to take André Green’s political science exam. Needless to say, it filled Louise’s heart with warmth and pride to see that her son wished to take André’s exam.
Still, when it came to a black student’s grades, she couldn’t play favorites and simply approve Tobias’s request. Louise had to go over her son’s past grades to make sure that he could at least achieve an A on André’s political science exam.
Though knowing how intelligent her son was, Louise expected his grades to be in his favor, and when she pulled them up, her intuition hadn’t been wrong. So far he had passed his courses with flying colors. A’s as far as the eye could see. The only course that didn’t have a top grade, was the mandatory Athletic course, in which he had scored a D. Something Louise had kind of expected since neither she nor her husband had been very athletic.
Luckily, athletic abilities were the one thing in a student’s file that didn’t impact their chances for approval when written exams were concerned. And with that, Louise was confident that her son would score well, and provide André with a top grade.
Before she proudly stamped the approval on her son’s request form, Louise glanced over André’s file to make sure that Tobias had gotten the right course number on the form.
Handsome… Louise saw André’s photograph and noted that he was a football player, a linebacker. She had never really been into sports, but she had heard the linebacker term from her husband, who was part of a fantasy football league. However, after checking that her son had filled in the course that André took, which he had, Louise realized that she recognized the black athlete.
Since Louise and Roger lived a mere mile from the College, their son Tobias had opted to stay at home during his college years to save up and get himself a proper apartment after his studies were done. A decision both welcomed and encouraged by Louise and her husband who were both quite financial-minded.
And that’s where she had seen André, in their home.
Louise recalled coming home one day and finding her son hard at work in the living room, writing a paper on the Great continent of Africa. On her way upstairs, she had caught her diligent son glancing up towards his upstairs room with a dreamy expression. Louise, had, of course, heard the heavenly moans of Tobias’s equally as brainy girlfriend Irene, and knew that she was up there with a young black man. The wondrous smile on her son’s face reminded her of his father’s. Roger had the same look when he watched her in bed with black men.
Upstairs, having left her studious son, Louise had passed his room on her way to her bedroom to get changed. Since the door was ajar, she had peeked inside. There she had caught a glimpse of the young black man who had been making Irene moan. It had been André. Irene had been on top of him, riding his thick black cock, whilst André enjoyed her petite breasts.
Afterward, Louise had found out that the paper her son had been working on had been for André, which had made her so proud of him. She could only imagine how much Tobias must have wanted to be up there in his room, enjoying the lovely sight of Irene being pleasured by André. Instead, he had worked on André’s paper.
Such a good young man he’s grown up to be… Louise felt more than satisfied that her son’s academic achievements were good enough for him to take André’s exam and give him an excellent grade.
So, with a proud nod, Louise gave her son’s request form a stamp and put it on the approved pile. Just as she did, a vigorous grunt rose out from Glover’s office, a grunt that made Louise turn her head toward its source. When a second groan flooded her office, Louise sighed. From between her thighs, a yearning radiated through her body and filled her with lust. Having been on the receiving end of Reginald Glover’s climax so many times, even Louise’s professionalism couldn’t prevent her from instinctively reaching up and pinching her aching nipple.
On the other side of the door labeled Chancellor Reginald Glover, the voluptuous Patricia was bent over the robust black man’s desk. Her big belly and huge breasts resting on the oak finish. Behind her, with his pants around his ankles and his big gut hanging out from his unbuttoned white tailored dress shirt, Reginald held onto Patricia’s wide hips with a firm grip whilst slamming his fat girthy cock into her wet pussy.
“Uhh uhhh uh uh uhhh!” With each thrust against Patricia’s fleshy ass cheeks, he buried his manhood deep inside of her. Sweating profusely, Reginald slowed down enough to wipe his brow, whilst still moving his hips, sliding in and out of her. He was so close to coming.
Almost in unison with Reginald’s grunts, Patricia exhaled orgasmic moans.
“Ohh ohhhh ohh oh oh ohhhhh!” She was in absolute heaven. She could barely keep her eyes open, and it was a miracle that she even heard Reginald’s voice calling out that he was close, and wanting her to get down on her knees.
“Uhhh!” Reginald gripped his cock hard to give himself a few more seconds as he pulled out from Patricia’s warm pussy.
Oh yesss… Exhausted, Patricia did her best to get up from the oak desk and lower herself down onto her knees in front of the sexy black man. She was so horny for his manly cum. Wherever he wanted to give it to her, she wanted it.
“Ahhh!” The second Reginald saw Patricia’s pretty face he let go of his cock, and with a jerk, an intense and heavy load of cum splashed across her face.
Yesss… The moment Patricia felt the warm and gooey semen she closed her eyes and held out her tongue.
“Ahh ahhh ahhh ahhh!” Each of Reginald’s jerks shot out a lofty rope of sperm, hitting Patricia, and running down her face, eventually dripping down onto her huge fleshy breasts.
Mmmm… Patricia positively loved it when black men came on her. She loved everything about it. The smell, the taste, the arousing sounds of a man climaxing. Everything just made her feel like such a woman.
“Ahh ahh!” With his climax slowly subsiding, Reginald laid his bulbous cockhead down onto Patricia’s soft and sperm-filled tongue. Whilst admiring her cum splashed face, a sight he had always enjoyed, semen oozed out of the tip of his resting cock into Patricia’s mouth.
“Mmmm…” Patricia savored the deliciousness that ran down her tongue and slowly filled her mouth. Looking up at the panting Reginald, she was filled with such a grateful feeling.
“That was amazing, Chancellor Glover, thank you.” She took the tip of his cock into her mouth after swallowing the tasty treat she had in her mouth.
“You were amazing Mrs. Walsh.” Reginald slowly moved his hips, easing his softening cock in and out between her lips.
Whilst enjoying his manhood in her mouth, a real sense of pride flowed through Patricia’s very being when she heard the Chancellor’s praise.
“Mhmm…” After the intense climax, Reginald enjoyed Patricia’s very tender blowjob. A bold contrast from before when she had sucked him to his then fully engorged erection. However, glancing up, he noticed the time, and almost as if on cue, he heard his secretary Louise on the intercom.
“I apologize for interrupting, Chancellor Glover, but you told me to remind you of your appearance at the celebrations.” Even though his schedule drew closer, Louise had waited a few minutes after she had heard Glover’s powerful finish to remind him. She wouldn’t dream of disturbing him during such a moment.
“Thank you, Louise.” Reginald exhaled and reluctantly slid his cock out from Patricia’s sweet lips. He certainly wouldn’t have minded going again, since he found the plumb woman kneeling in front of him extremely sexy.
A sigh left Patricia when she felt Glover’s cock leave her mouth, though she did manage to get one last splendid lick of its tip.
“Oh, I hope you’re not late because of me.” Patricia lightly panted whilst she looked up at the handsome man towering over her, hoping that it wouldn’t be the case.
“Not at all, Mrs. Walsh.” Reginald took in the sights of her curvaceous body as she got up on her feet. Her chunky tits hanging down to her belly made him shake his head in wonderful disbelief. Once again he regretted the timing of his scheduled appearance at the celebrations.
“I’m glad.” Patricia could have remained there for a lot longer. She had always felt so womanly on her knees in front of a black man.
“Well, I should let you get ready.” But alas, with a sigh, still enjoying the taste of delicious cum on her lips, she picked up her skirt and got up.
On her way out, Patricia passed the chancellor’s walled mirror, and there she noticed how wet her face and boobs still were from all the cum.
Mmm… Trevor would sure get a kick out of seeing me like this… She instantly wanted to snap a selfie and send it to her husband.
Whilst taking his shirt off, he needed to take a quick shower in his office’s attached bathroom, Reginald nodded in appreciation of Patricia’s thick behind as she walked toward the door.
“Well, if you need to go over any more… papers, let me know.” With a look of desire, Patricia smiled and sighed once more when she saw the handsome chancellor standing there completely naked.
“Oh, I think you can count on that.” Reginald gave her a knowing smile and sighed to himself when she left the office.
“Mrs. Wells.” Patricia, naked, and in a somewhat of a hurry, gave chancellor Glover’s secretary a pleasant nod on her way past.
“Professor Walsh.” Louise returned the courteous gesture. Again, when she noticed all that delicious cum on the professor’s face, she felt her bare nipples aching to be touched. For a quick moment, Louise closed her eyes and imagined the sensual feeling of Chancellor Glover shooting all his thick, chunky cum all over her face.
“Oh…” A wonderful sigh of desire left Louise’s lips. Though when she opened her eyes, a slight wave of embarrassment took over. Once again, she found her hand on her breast, lightly pinching her nipple.
With her arm under her sizable breasts, trying to keep them from jiggling too much, and with her skirt and handbag in the other hand, Patricia made her way to the classroom just across the hall.
Oh good… Luckily, with the celebration going on, the room was empty.
Now, let's take some nice selfies for Trevor… With a loving smile, Patricia headed over to one of the desks to put down her skirt and get her phone out of her handbag. Just as she did, however, he felt that the cum that had pooled so nicely between her soft pillowy breasts began to trickle down.
“Oh.” Not wanting her husband to miss out on seeing such deliciousness on her, Patricia gently let go of her heavy breasts, whilst at the same time running her fingers between them, scooping up all the sperm, and smearing it all over her chest.
With her breasts now covered in shiny cum, Patricia instinctively licked the rest of Chancellor Glover’s semen from her fingers.
“Mm.” The manly taste made her imagine Glover on top of her, plunging his thick black cock deep inside of her. She could also see her sweet husband sitting there, stroking his smallish erection.
Oh, Trevor… The urge to send a selfie to her husband grew with each second that passed, even more so when she glanced down and saw how shiny her breasts were. She knew how much her husband would have loved to have licked the cum from her juggs and sucked her big nipples.
But at least she could send him a nice surprise, and with a big smile on her face, Patricia eagerly picked up her phone and held it up in front of her. However, just when she was about to snap a photo, she saw the video button.
Hmm, maybe I should send him a sexy video instead… Patricia was rather surprised that she was considering filming herself since she had always felt a bit awkward doing so. She never knew what to say, or if she should say something. With photos, it was much easier. Just smile, point, and click. Though she had a pretty good idea as to why she felt so much more confident. And it had all to do with the wonderful day of Jabari and the joy of being seen topless by so many handsome black men.
So with her camera phone on record, Patricia held her free arm across her luscious chest and looked into the lens pretending it was her husband.
“Hi, honey…” Patricia smiled and gently pressed her arm against her soft breasts making them spill out over and under her arm. She knew how much it drove Trevor crazy when she used her arm like a bra.
“I just had the most wonderful time in Chancellor Glover’s office.” She licked her lips slowly for the camera, tasting Glover’s cum as she did.
“Mmm, I wish you could have been there, Trevor, and watched me worship his big black manhood.” Patricia reached out further with her phone, giving her husband a better view when she let go of her heavy breasts. The moment she released them, they fell for a split second and then softly bound back, ending their fall with a wondrous jiggle.
“And boy was his hefty balls filled with cum… So much delicious cum.” Patricia panted. Her eyes glistened with lust. She had become so aroused that her free hand had found its way down to her pussy, where she lightly rubbed her fingers against her clit.
“Oh Trevor, I wish you were here to lick my boobs.” Another soft moan left her lips as she brought her phone closer to her chest. She wanted her husband to see all the shiny and spermy mess on her breasts.
“Oh Trevor, suck my nipples… Suck all of Mr. Glover’s cum from my boobs.” Patricia rubbed her clit in just the right way and suddenly an incredible waterfall of emotions washed over her body.
“Uhhh uhhhh!” With his fingers around his meager penis, Trevor spurted intensely onto his ******* belly. As soon as he had clicked on the magnificent video from his loving wife, and seen her naked, he unbuttoned his shirt, knowing that he would come. He had even leaned into his monitor on his desk and had pretended to lick Patricia when she had zoomed in on her breasts.
“Oh, Patricia.” Trevor breathed heavily and leaned back in his chair with a romantic smile on his face. He loved her so much. He just knew that he had to pick flowers for her. In fact, he wanted to make sure that he remembered.
“Linda.” Trevor pressed his secretary’s number on his office phone.
“Yes, Mr. Walsh.” Trevor’s ever so bubbly secretary glanced away from her open Instagram page. Her new Jabari medallion that her boyfriend Nick had given her for the celebration dangled between her naked and firm breasts as she leaned over her intercom.
“I’m going to buy my wife some flowers on the way home. Could you remind me on my way out later?” Trevor rewound Patricia’s video once more and played back the part where she showed him her cummy breasts.
Mm, that would have been something… Trevor imagined sucking the cum from her amazing breasts.
“Sure thing, Mr. Walsh, I’ll make a note of it.” Linda took out the calendar and wrote it down on today’s date.
“Thank you, Linda.” Trevor had to look at the video one more time before returning to his work.
Over in professor Jakande’s office, the lusciously dressed Amarika was going over some details about next week’s African studies classes with her Icelandic teacher’s assistant Katrin.
“How are you coming along with your research on Dayo Kambanda?” Amarika saw the interest in her assistant’s eyes when she mentioned Kambanda.
“Really well. It’s so amazing to learn about all the wonderful things he did for Iceland. Like how he rescued the two hunters from a polar bear, and how he united the northern tribes and brought peace to the island.” Katrin had such admiration for the man who had made his way from Africa, via Norway’s coast to Iceland, in the early 12th century.
“Professor Ágústsson from the Icelandic Museum of history, actually just sent me the translation from a runestone that Einar, one of the hunters that Kambanda saved, had made.” Katrin went through her notes and found the translation.
“Ketill and Einar raised this stone in celebration of Dayo, the mighty warrior with ebony skin, who saved them from a bear and brought much pleasure to their women, Auður and Hallbera.”
After reading the translation, Katrin looked excitedly at Amarika, whom she considered a mentor.
“And from what I’ve been able to piece together from various sources, rune translations, accounts told from one generation to the next, when Kambanda brought Ketill and Einar back to their huts, their women, Auður and Hallbera prepared a great feast to celebrate the great warrior that had saved their men. It is also told that Auður and Hallbera were so taken with Kambanda that they wished to be without clothing in front of him. Which I can certainly understand.” Katrina smiled. Her bare nipples stiffened with the thought of being fully nude in front of a black man.
“Oh yes.” Amarika pictured herself naked in front of a certain black man, coach Amos Banks. A thought that made her big nipples poke against the soft fabric of her dress.
“And something I learned and found very romantic was that Ketill had asked Kambanda on the first night of the feast, if his woman, Auður, could worship his impressive ebony manhood.” Katrin thought of her sweet boyfriend Jeremy who often did the same thing.
Amarika tried to remain professional throughout Katrin’s story, but the thought of worshiping Amos’s thick cock, to feel its heaviness in her mouth, to suck it, simply proved too much, and for a split second she allowed herself to close her eyes and imagine.
“Knock knock.” Two taps were heard on Professor Jakande’s open door.
“I thought I saw you come in, Amarika.” Amos Banks sported his usual charming smile whilst he marveled at Amarika’s beauty. She looked stunning in her African dress. A dress that truly put her incredible figure on display.
“Amos.” Amarika’s eyes flew open with surprise. In her mind she had been on her knees, admiring the girth of his cock, and now he was here. She was so wet for him. She wanted to take her dress off. She wanted him to tell her what to do. Anything he wanted. But she had to resist, she was Amarika Jakande. She was strong.
“You look absolutely beautiful.” Amos walked over with such confidence and gave the woman he had been dating and was infatuated with a light kiss. As he did her arousing perfume filled his nostrils with desire.
“Mm… thank you.” Amarika let out a soft sigh when Amos released his kiss. She was helpless near him. She didn’t want to be strong around him. She wanted to be naked. On her knees. She wanted to worship him.
Katrin had remained by Amarika’s side, quiet. She felt it would be improper to say anything. Her eyes, however, took in the handsomeness of the muscled black man. There was no doubt that he taught sports with how he looked. His arms and pec muscles looked like they were on the verge of bursting out of his T-shirt. And those weren’t the only things that were bulging. Along the side of his left leg, Katrin saw the outline of his tremendous cock.
“You know, I was hoping to see you before…” Amos leaned in for another kiss. He simply couldn’t resist her sweet lips. This time he lingered. His tongue met hers. His hand slid down her hip until he felt her curvaceous behind.
Oh yes, Amos… Amarika hoped with every fiber in her being that he wouldn’t stop.
“The…” Amos leaned back for just a moment. In the heat of things, he had forgotten what he wanted to say. He was too struck by Amarika’s beauty. And with the lust he saw in her eyes, he leaned in once more. This time he kissed her neck.
“Oh, Amos.” Amarika slanted her head back in pure enjoyment. In the corner of her eye, she saw Katrin standing there, and with her hand on Katrin’s shoulder, she motioned her assistant down onto her knees. She wanted her to pleasure Amos’s heavenly manhood.
Katrin followed Amarika’s lead without hesitation. The anticipation of going down on the handsome coach had her nipples fully erect and aching for attention.
Wow… Katrin gasped at the wonderful and bulging outline of Amos’s cock. She wanted to reach out and feel it. Stroke it. But she wanted to be proper.
“May I worship your amazing manhood?” Katrin looked up at Amos who had just slipped Amarika’s left dress strap down her shoulder, revealing her ample breast.
Amos was just about to suck on Amarika’s juicy tit when he heard the young woman’s voice. Looking down he saw Katrin on her knees gazing up at him. Her blue eyes filled with anticipation for his answer. Though his attention had been on Amarika, he had naturally glanced over at the alluring and very topless blonde on his way over.
“Yes, you may.” Though Amos wanted to watch Katrin take his cock into her mouth, he was too horny for Amarika. Even more so since he could feel Amarika’s soft breast gently nudging against his forehead.
“Mmm.” Amos turned to Amarika and engulfed her tit’s entire areola with his mouth and sucked her nipple hard.
“Thank you.” Even though he was enjoying Amarika’s bosom, Katrin felt the need to let Amos know how grateful she was for a chance to worship his black cock.
“Oh, Amos!” Amarika felt her other shoulder strap slide down her arm, and before she even had time to imagine the pleasures to come, Amos had both of her breasts in his hands, fondling them, and sucking them, one at a time.
With joyous heartbeats, Katrin grabbed the sides of Amos’s sweatpants and pulled them down carefully.
“Ohh.” Katrin paused and sighed at the sight of his thick root. She found the foretaste of a black man’s cock so arousing. And the more his lengthy shaft came into view, inch by inch, the more wet Katrin became. And when she finally reached his knees, and his rock-hard cock bounced out of his sweatpants, almost tapping her pretty face, a pre orgasm rushed through her body.
“Ohh.” Katrin trembled blissfully with Amos’s manhood slightly jutting up and down in front of her. The sheer size of it had it hanging at a downward angle, and for a moment whilst admiring its allure, Katrin wondered if she would be able to take the thick head into her mouth. And just as she was going to reach up and gently hold it up with both hands, which, in her experience, had always been necessary with black men’s cocks, a hefty bead of precum flowed out of its pee slit.
Quickly Katrin pushed her tongue out and licked up the sweet and delicious bead.
“Mmm.” With the taste of Amos’s manly juices, Katrin couldn’t take the anticipation any longer and with her mouth open, she took his bulbous cock head, almost in a thrusting manner, into her mouth.
Ohh yesss… Katrin felt so happy that she could fit it in her mouth. That she could suck it.
“Mghmm.” With both hands, all ten fingers wrapped around Amos’s girthy shaft, Katrin began to suck the head of his cock. Her sweet lips slid back and forth. She was in absolute heaven. To be able to worship a black man like this was beyond words.
“Oh, Amos!” Amarika leaned back against her desk. Amos was all over. Kissing her, feeling her breasts, sucking them.
“Mm.” Amos kissed Amarika’s luscious lips. Her sweet saliva mixed with his as their tongues danced. He wanted her so badly, and having his cock sucked at the same time by the stunning blonde made him even more eager.
“Your dress…mm.” Amos broke off his kiss for just a moment, but couldn’t finish his sentence before leaning back in to kiss her again.
“Mm… take it off, I need that sweet pussy.” Amos got off of Amarika who hurried up onto her feet.
Though Katrin was in her own heavenly world, passionately stroking Amos with fingers that couldn’t even reach around his heavy cock, and pleasuring him with her luscious lips, she could tell that she had to pull away for a moment.
Oh yess… Amarika breathed heavily. Her pussy was absolutely gushed for Amos. Luckily she found the zipper to her dress the moment she reached around and pulled it down.
“Uh uh.” It took a few tries to shimmy the snug dress down past her curvaceous hips, but finally, she got it down to her ankles and stepped out of it.
At the same time, Amos pulled his T-shirt over his head and stepped out of his sweatpants, revealing his chiseled physique. And with hungry breaths, he took in Amarika’s naked beauty. Her body absolutely exuded sex. Her smooth and firm thighs were as sexy as her sensational hips, and her ample and succulent breasts made her waist look slender.
“Damn, you look good, woman.” Amos didn’t waste any time before he moved in and kissed Amarika once more.
“Mm.” Whilst kissing her Amos grabbed Amarika’s chunky ass cheeks and effortlessly lifted her up into his strong arms. Holding her up with one arm, he brushed her desk free and laid her down on her back.
“Oh yes!” Amarika looked up at Amos. Into his gorgeous brown eyes. She wanted him right now.
Amos wanted nothing more than to plunge his rock-hard cock into Amarika, but first, he just had to taste her sweet pussy. But he also had a lustful idea for Katrin whom he glanced over at, motioning her towards his backside.
“Mm.” Amos’s hungry eyes were set on Amarika’s trimmed pussy. He couldn’t wait to taste her.
Watching Amos grab Amarika’s hips and bend over to eat her pussy, his hips high up in the air, Katrin knew exactly what he wanted her to do.
As she went to move around Amos, she stood up and stepped out of her skirt, revealing her glistening pussy and her firm ass.
Oh yes… Katrin eagerly sat down behind Amos’s well-shaped buttocks. After admiring his big butt for a wonderful second, she grabbed his ass cheek.
“Mm.” She felt how hard and manly his cheeks were. Obviously, he worked out a lot. She could only imagine how hard and amazing his thrusts must be. Having enjoyed the feel of his cheeks, Katrin gently parted them and was greeted by Amos’s wonderful asscrack.
Holding his considerable butt cheeks spread, Katrin let out several soft breaths of excitement as she slowly leaned in. Reaching out with her tongue, she closed her eyes and went by feel, and soon her tongue touched skin.
“Mghmm...mmm… mghm.” Katrin hungrily ran her tongue up and down Amos’s buttcrack. It was just so amazing for her to eat a black man’s ass.
“Aghm… ah...ah...” She leaned back, breathing heavily. She had to get some air. Whilst there she noticed his big black cock hanging down between his legs, and she knew that she had to worship it as well.
So after getting some much-needed air, Katrin grabbed Amos’s thick shaft and began to milk him, pulling on his cock. With her other hand, she did her best to push his right cheek aside so she could lean in and lick his ass.
“Mghmgmm…” Katrin was on a cloud of pure euphoria. Not only was she stroking his fat black cock, but she was also eating his ass. The only thing that would have made it even more exciting, would be if her boyfriend Jeremy would have been there. Katrin knew that Jeremy would have loved to have watched her like this. He would have spurted so hard.
Oh yeahh… Amos felt Katrin’s delicious tongue in his ass, and her fingers around his manhood, tugging on it. It was an exhilarating feeling. A feeling only matched by the enjoyment he felt eating Amarika’s pussy.
“Mmm.” Amos ran his tongue all the way along her slit until he reached her clit.
“Mghmm.” He put his lips around it, gently sucking on it, and then expertly flicking her clit with his tongue.
“Oh goddd Amosssss!” Amarika cried out as an orgasm ravaged her from top to bottom.
“Oh no Amos, oh goddd!” Amarika’s whole body trembled. She almost couldn’t cry out in pleasure because another orgasm rushed through her body.
Mmmm… Amos had tasted Amarika’s deliciousness for long enough, and after hearing and feeling her wondrous orgasms he knew that it was time.
Gently he took Katrin’s hand, the one she had been tugging on his manhood with, and raised himself up whilst leading her around him. At the same time, he gazed over Amarika, whom he found exceptionally breathtaking on her back like that, ready to take his big cock.
Amarika, still recovering from her blissful orgasm, looked up at the handsome man now towering over her. She could tell that he was about to push inside of her, to make her orgasm again.
“Oh… Amos, I want you inside of me.” Amarika managed to moan out between her gasps for air.
Amos smiled. He was more than ready.
“Put it up to her pussy.” Amos looked down at Katrin who sat on her knees next to him.
Katrin nodded and got up onto her feet, something she had to do to guide his manhood up to Amarika. Standing up, she took a hold of Amos’s stiffness with her petite fingers, which only reached two-thirds the way around his impressive girth.
“Ohh.” Katrin let out a sigh when she felt Amos’s hand against the skin of her breasts. He fondled her tits, gently pinching her nipples. Instinctively she began to stroke his hardon.
“Ohhh.” Another moan left her lips when he reached down between her thighs and rubbed his fingers against her pussy.
Mmm… another time… Amos slid his fingers between her pussy lips, feeling the wetness.
“Put it in.” Amos gave Katrin another nod whilst he took a step closer to Amarika, who had spread her legs for him.
With her warm touch, Katrin guided the tip of Amos’s manhood up to Amarika’s fleshy pussy. No matter how many times she had seen a black man enter a woman, or herself for that matter, Katrin could barely fathom how it could actually fit. But not only could it fit, but it would also feel amazing doing so.
“He’s so big… So thick.” Katrin glanced down at her mentor and friend as she held the tip against her awaiting pussy. She felt such joy for Amarika, and the immense pleasure she was about to experience.
“And so wonderfuuuulllll!” Amarika’s eyes flew open when Amos pushed inside of her, whilst Katrin instinctively released his wonderful shaft.
“Ugh.” With how lubricated Amarika was with her own juices, Amos slid half his length right into her pussy without much effort.
“Oh, yeah.” Gently grabbing her hips once more, Amos looked at the blissful expression and admired the beauty of the woman who lay before him. Slowly he began to move his hips, sliding his thickness back and forth, and with each thrust, Amarika’s full breasts followed suit, bouncing back and forth.
“Oh, Amos.” Amarika looked up at the strong man she had fallen in love with.
Yes… She finally admitted it to herself. She was in love with him.
“Yes, Amos… take me… please take me.” Amarika completely surrendered to Amos.
“Uh… uhh… uhh.” Amarika’s words fueled his hunger for her, and leaning over her, he found just the right spot for his weight to really give it to her.
“Uhh uhhh!” Amos slammed half of his length into her, inching deeper with each heavy thrust.
“Oh godd Amoss! You’re going to make me come again!” Amarika cried out in pleasure. Amos felt so good inside of her. His every move kept rubbing against her sweet spot.
“Hold her.” Amos glanced over at Katrin when he saw Amarika try to keep her head off of the desk.
“Oh.” Katrin had been so mesmerized by how amazingly powerful Amos looked. By how incredibly attracted she was to him. How she wanted to worship him, that she had missed to help out her friend.
In just a few hurried steps Katrin made her way around the desk and cushioned Amarika by leaning into her and holding her with her arms.
Seeing Amarika in a slightly more comfortable position, Amos really leaned into her.
“Uhh uhhh uh uh uh uhhh uhhh!” One thrust followed the other. The next was more powerful than the last. Soon Amos’s thick black cock had fully disappeared inside Amarika, and he now pounded her hard with his entire length.
“Oh, goddddddd!!!” Amarika cried out louder than before. This time an orgasmic explosion had gone off inside of her, originating inside of her pussy. She was so thankful that she had Katrin to lean back against as her eyes rolled back into her head.
“Oh yeahhh!” Sweat ran down Amos’s forehead. He loved seeing the beautiful expression of an orgasming woman. Especially when that woman was Amarika. And with his heavy balls slamming against her pussy, he wanted to make her come even harder.
Just being there. In the presence of a handsome and very naked black man. Watching him bed Amarika in such a powerful manner, made Katrin have a smaller climax over and over.
“Oh ohhh ohhh.” Amarika opened her eyes, panting, moaning heavily. Looking up she saw her assistant, her friend Katrin holding her. And looked ahead, she saw the gorgeous man on top of her, Amos. She was in such a heavenly state that she didn’t realize that Amos was still inside of her.
“Ohh ohhhh ohhhh.” Suddenly, however, as her orgasm faded, Amarika felt the wonderful feeling of having Amos inside of her return.
“Oh Amos, oh Amos!” Amarika lustfully looked up at the sexy black man.
“Uhh uhh uhhh uhhh!” Amos wanted to fuck her even more but the buildup in his heavy balls was too much.
Fuckk… Amos pushed inside of her wondrous pussy once more, completely burying himself inside of her before quickly pulling out.
“Aghhhhhh!” Several huge sprays of cum erupted from the tip of his throbbing cock and splashed all over Amarika’s belly and breasts. Some wads even doused her beautiful face.
“Ahh ahh ahhh.” More spermy ropes burst out and landed across Amarika’s chest.
Oh my god… Katrin was awe-struck by the amount of delicious cum. What she wouldn’t have done to feel it on her face. In her mouth.
“Oh yes! Mmm.” Amarika closed her eyes to fully enjoy the wonderful feeling of being dashed with so much come. The warm and wet feeling against her skin was tremendous. She had always loved to be climaxed on.
“Ahh ahh ahhhh.” One heavy breath after the other left Amos’s lips. And after opening his eyes fully, he had opened and closed them during his intense climax, he looked down at an equally panting Amarika. Her beautiful body absolutely glistened with his sperm. It was an amazing sight.
“Ahh… Katrin… ahh, I think Amarika could use some help.” Amos took a breath between each sentence. He could see what Katrin wanted, and he sure wouldn’t mind seeing a gorgeous girl lick his cum from Amarika’s sexy body.
Katrin licked her lips.
“Thank you.” She looked at Amos who was completely drenched in sweat, which only made him even hotter.
“Would you mind?” Katrin glanced down at Amarika who looked quite exhausted.
“No.” Amarika panted and smiled. Her chest raised up and fell down again.
“Just give me a taste.” Amarika wanted to taste Amos, his cum.
“Mm.” Katrin smiled and leaned down. It wasn’t the first time she and Amarika had shared cum.
“Mmm.” Katrin licked up two big wads of Amos’s tasty cum from Amarika’s ample right breast. The sensation of her soft skin, her sweat, and Amos’s semen was enticing. Katrin’s first instinct was to swallow, but she wanted to share it with her friend, so she kept the slimy mess in her mouth whilst she licked up more and more.
With her mouth half full, her tongue savoring the delicious sperm, Katrin moved up and looked into Amarika’s eyes. This was followed by a lustful glance down at her lips.
Amarika hungrily licked her lips before parting them and sticking her tongue out. She knew exactly what tangy pleasure awaited her. She wanted it. She wanted Amos’s semen so badly.
Katrin leaned down closer to Amarika’s lips, and slowly parted her own. First, a thin stream of liquid flowed from her mouth onto Amarika’s awaiting tongue.
Oh yess… Amarika could taste the deliciousness. It was so arousing to feel Amos’s cum in her mouth. To feel more and more of it slid down her tongue. And suddenly a big wonderful wad splashed onto her tongue.
“Mmm.” Amarika savored the semen in her mouth for a brief moment before swallowing it. She didn’t have to say anything to Katrin. Her friend simply licked up another nice load and gave her a sloppy kiss.
Nodding approvingly, Amos delightfully watched the two beautiful women kiss and share his cum. It was a sight he had always enjoyed. A sight he would have loved to have kept on enjoying, unfortunately, he heard the African drums from outside.
“Oh, damn, I’m late for my speech. I’ll see you later, Amarika.” Amos rushed into his sweatpants and threw on his T-shirt.
“See you.” Amarika barely had time to say goodbye.
“What a man.” Katrin longingly watched the handsome black man run out.
“Oh, yess.” Amarika sighed as both women once more licked their sperm-smeared lips.
To be continued…
