Tutored by an African refugee

Rodney Fields shifted gears a little bit as he sat down in a chair across from little Miss Hills. "You were tutoring an African boy, weren't you?"

"Ngocko?" Laura asked, blinking her green eyes. "Yes, he's a refugee sponsored by our church, and since I wanted to do missionary work in Africa I thought he would be a good exposure to Africans and could maybe teach me a little of what to expect."

"And no doubt try and impress Pastor Greene, when it came time to decide who was ready to go," Fields pointed out, and Laura had to nod in agreement. "So did he teach you what to expect from an African boy?"

"He's not a boy," Laura shrugged uncomfortably, looking down at her hands and blushing. "He would flirt with me whenever it was time to study. At first he would tell me that I was pretty, that he would like a pretty white girlfriend like me, but I told him that I was dating Carl," she explained, referring to her similarly chaste church-going 'boyfriend'. "One time he kissed me in the library, and I was so shocked I didn't know what to do, but then he started unbuttoning my blouse, like he would strip me naked right then and there!"

"But you liked it, didn't you?" Mr Fields inquired, now rubbing his own erect penis through his trousers, but Laura was too focused on her story to notice.

"Well sure, I mean, he's so big and powerful, he's like a foot taller than me," Laura admitted but hiding her eyes behind her long blonde hair. "But I guess I left him with mixed messages, because the next time we studied together was the last time. We were in his room, and I was sitting on his bed working on a difficult math problem, and as I tried to figure this equation, I noticed him standing over me, and when he put his hand on my head I finally looked up, he was smiling down at me, but his pants were off..." Laura paused a moment as the memory came flooding back, but Fields couldn't quite discern her emotion, "and it was pointing right at my face, his dick was so black, like coal, and so big, like my forearm!

"Cock," Fields corrected her gently. "It's a big, black cock and that's what you should always call it."

Laura nodded, glancing up at her teacher apologetically. "You're right, I'm sorry. His big, black cock was pointing right at my face and he's rubbing it and saying something in African and pulling my face toward it, and all I can think is, 'How am I going to get this inside of me?' And I just wanted to ask him what he wanted me do to, because I'd never seen a penis before, but when I opened my mouth and looked up at his face, he just grunted and started ejaculating, and my hands were still at my sides so some of it went in my mouth but most of it went on my face, on my chest and even on my schoolbooks! My math book is still sticky and smells like that negro seed."

"So it sounds like you were exposed to what you can expect from Africans," Fields noted with approval. "So what happened?"

"Well, I was shocked, and then Ngocko dropped one last blob of semen on my tongue, and when I swallowed it, I felt bad because I wanted more, so I got out of there, somehow got home and managed to shower and change before anyone else noted that my face and rack were coated with cum. And then I just stopped seeing him," Laura crossed her arms under her DD-cup breasts and looked down in shame. "I knew I couldn't date a black, and that if I did I wouldn't be a virgin any longer. But then one time I was kissing Carl after a date, and the way he touched my breast was so meek and hesitant, and I thought of how Ngocko would take what he wanted from me, and then when I touched him between his legs, and his hard little dick was tiny like a finger, not huge like that ebony glory I tasted, I started to laugh and wonder, how am I ever going to settle for a little white boy when I want a big black?"

"Well, I had you all wrong," Fields assured her. "Sounds like you can get your sex ed component down after all, and I'm willing to give you a "D" based on what you've already told me, but I want to encourage your... "independent studies". I want you to go to make up with Ngocko, and go to prom with him. He's obviously got alot to teach you sexually, so now he's your tutor. If you take him to prom and treat him right afterward, then you get a "C". If you can demonstrate to me that you've learned how to please a man, you get a "B".

"How about a 'A'?" Laura asked, intrigued by the proposal. "I could really use it to stay on honor roll."

"Video," Fields told her. "Bring me footage of what you can do with a big, black cock and I'll know you deserve it." Laura stands up and nods, relieved to have the opportunity to save her grade and ready to go out and earn it. When Fields stands up, she can see the raging erection in his trousers. She gasps, laughing a little as her eyes linger on another unmistakably large black cock.

"Looks like I have an effect on black men," the blonde tease gasped. "And I bet you'd like to help train me too, wouldn't you?"