Tanya and Scott (for now)

Tanya climbed off of her white fucktoy and just lay next to him on the bed, both of them trying to catch their breath. Looking over at him with a smile, she planted a light kiss on Scott's lips. Almost subconciously, she slowly began scraping the impressive amounts of his cum off her body and lapping it up, moaning happily. Finally, she turned to look at Scott again, neither of them bothering to cover themselves up.

"Since this is your first day, we're exempt from class till tomorrow. I'm really sorry for coming on so strong, Scott; I felt if we just got your first fuck out of the way, you'd get an idea of what to expect."

"I think I understand, Tanya. But what was this about 'instructing' me?"

Tanya explained the real purpose for the survey he had filled out.

"But I really do want to teach you how to be a good lover, and not just because of your 'gift'. We can take it slow if you want. Am I correct in assuming that you were a virgin?"

Scott nodded. "It's not like I haven't had the opportunity. It's just been difficult finding somebody. My best friend from back home, Kerri, seemed like she might be the one for me. We've been close for almost nine years; I love her to ****, but making the transition from friends to more than friends just didn't feel right to me."

"That's perfectly understandable. But I promise that I'll try to take it easy on you." Tanya sat up on the bed, positioning herself near the foot of it. Spreading her legs, she slowly began fingering herself. "We can take it slow, maybe just feeling each other up, or oral instruction."

That's when Scott, previously distracted by the rest of his roomate's naked body, looked down at the black girl's crotch. Hot pink in contrast to the rest of her skin, she'd apparently been shaved smooth.

"Damn, that looks hot. I thought hairless pussies only existed in good pornos or dirty magazines!"

"Well, I had a little help from one of my girlfriends, Stacy. She told me how some people prefer a 'clean workspace', so I went for it. Plus , I like the way it feels." The word 'girlfriend' had caught Scott's ear.

"Do you mean girlfriend as in . . . ?"

"Well, Stacy and I have shared each other's beds before. She's a complete bimbo airhead, but incredibly fun and virtually inexhaustible in bed. After I've finished teaching you everything, I'll point her out to you." Crawling forward like a stripper on a runway, Tanya leaned forward to plant a kiss on the Southern boy's lips. "Maybe I'll even share, if you're good. So, shall we begin the lessons?"