Leave with Angel

I tell Joe that maybe I'll play next time. I see Angel leaving with her skinny Asian friend so I run after them. "Wait up, Angel!" I call.

"Oh, hey, Dwayne," she says, turning toward me. "This is my friend Anthony. He was just walking me back to my dorm."

"Hi," Anthony says.

"Hey, bro," I say. "Don't worry, I'll take Miss Angel back to her dorm room. I'm sure you have some work to do for tomorrow or something, right?"

"Uh, yeah, I think I have a calculus quiz-"

"Great, then see ya." I blow him off and turn back to Angel. She watches as Anthony waves to us and walks away.

"You don't even know where my dorm is," Angel says, seeming a little buzzed, which is all the better for me.

"Then show me where it is. Trust me, I can protect you better than Anthony can."

So she accepts my explanation and we walk quietly across the road to her dorm and up a few stairs to her room. She stumbles a bit on the way up, so I have to help her out. I cop a feel on her tit, and it's nice.

We reach a white door that says 315 on it and Angel happily explains, "This is my room!" She gets out her key and opens the door so we can both walk in. "You can come in for a bit, but I have to read my history book for tomorrow, so you can't stay long!"

"Hey, I can help you out with history," I say with a grin, sitting down on a small couch in her room.

"Oh yeah?" Angel asks me. She sits down next to me and puts her hand in my lap, then begins rubbing softly. She stares at me with her big brown eyes and I already know I like where this is going. I reach up and begin rubbing her tits.

Angel then gets on my lap and we begin making out. It's pretty nice for a while, making out with this hot blonde, but we're both slightly drunk so it quickly escalates. She begins kissing my neck and I continue to feel up her tits. She stops and undoes her bra, pulling it out from underneath her shirt. "You're quite talented," I tell her.

"So what kind of history do you know about?" she asks, beginning to rub her crotch against mine.

"Slavery. My ancestors were brought over here around 300 years ago." I reach up her shirt and feel her large, soft tits with my big black hands.

"Oh? I'm sorry to hear that." She continues to grind on me as my cock begins to spring to life.

"Yeah. Did your ancestors have slaves?"

"Maybe. I know my ancestors used to have cotton farms..." We barely stop kissing to talk.

"Then they probably did own slaves. Maybe even owned my ancestors. How about making reparations for them?" I ask with a twinkle in my eye, and I feel my African dick at its full, massive length.

"How would I go about doing that?" she asks.

"Like this," I say, lifting her off me and setting her down on the couch beside me. I pull off her jeans and thong, revealing a nice pussy with a narrow black landing strip above it, ending with an arrow that points down, saying "Insert cock here." But the carpet doesn't match the drapes. "So I guess you're not a natural blonde?" I ask with a laugh.

"No, my whole family has dark brown hair, so I decide to change it up," Angel replies, lifting her shirt over her head. I've felt her tits, never seen them, so it's a pleasant sight - big and round and white with perky pink nipples. I follow suit, quickly undressing as my dick begins to strain against my pants. I unleash my black monster, pitch black in color, at least 10 inches hard, 6 inches around, a long thick vein running the length of the shaft, ending in a helmet shaped dark brown head. "I guess blondes really do have more fun," Angel laughs. "Nice dick."

"Well, black men have more fun too," I say. I grab her legs and spread them apart before Angel tells me to make sure the door is locked. I walk over and lock the door, and when I return, Angel is now standing up on the couch, completely nude, rapidly fingerbanging her pussy. It's an ugly couch with blue and red stripes and a different colored red pillow thrown off to the side. I walk up to her and bend down to lick her cunt to warm her up for my monster cock. I rub my saliva in with my hand, and she squirms and squeals.

Then I kneel on the couch and stroke my cock to get it up to full size. Angel spreads her legs in preparation for me and I pull her down onto my dick. My black cock slides with a bit of difficulty into the folds of her white pussy. The fun has finally kicked off, and I'm sliding in and out of her quickly and furiously. She continues to slide down the couch as we fuck until she's soon below my eye level. She places her hands on my shoulders and I grip her tits. It's a really nice feeling, my big black hands on her big gorgeous tits and my big black cock in her tight white cunt.

I keep thrusting and she keeps moaning. She holds onto my back for balance and I place my hands on top of the couch. "Oh, fuck me hard with that black dick of yours, Dwayne!" Angel gasps out.

"You likin' it, white girl?" I say between my closed teeth. I never let up on my domination of her white pussy. I pick her up and lie down on the couch, my head on the soft red pillow, and lay her down on my body. My dick never leaves her pussy, and I soon continue pumping in and out. Her pussy is nice and moist and tight, so I don't stop. I pull her head down toward mine and we kiss while fucking. We make out most of the time, and it's sloppy and dirty, just like the sex. I'm obviously hitting it right because her creamy white pussy juice is getting all over my hard black shaft.

I place my hands on her nice white ass and help her move her ass to my fucking rhythm. I also crane my head to suck on her erect pink nipples, which makes her squeal even more. We go on this way for several minutes, with her moving her ass in the rhythm of my cock. "Am I making up for what my ancestors did to yours?" Angel asks me.

"This is more than enough," I say, trying to catch my breath as I approach my orgasm. Then Angel reaches her climax, and I feel her tight pussy spasming around my cock. She lets out a loud moan, and I can barely keep from ejaculating right then and there. I've never been in a pussy this tight or this white. She begins working my dick hard, and I warn her that I'm about to cum.

"Cum in my pussy," she gasps. "It's the only way to make up for slavery." She doesn't have to ask me twice. I hit my climax and pump the hot seed from my black penis into her tight white vagina as a rush of pleasure flows through my body. I give out a low moan as I ejaculate, shooting multiple gobs of spunk deep into her womb. Angel sits up and I lift her off me.

"Thanks," I say, standing up and getting dressed. "That was good."

"Any time, Dwayne," Angel says. She's still sitting on the couch, completely nude. I take one more chance to admire her hot body before pulling my shirt over my head. She puts her hand into her pussy and pulls out some of my semen, which she then puts in her mouth.

I wave good-bye, unlock the door, and walk out.