25 comments/ 54288 views/ 8 favorites Student Teaching By: Aubug I drove home after a long week of student teaching. I was in my last semester of school and was looking forward to getting done so I could graduate, get married, and start a new life together with my fiancé Tom. He'd finished school last spring and was school at State. It was about 3 hours away, and we didn't get to see each other a great deal right now. We were both pretty busy, me trying to finish school and him trying to start up the next degree. But tonight was supposed to be special. It was my sororities big spring formal dance and the last before graduation. Tommy had promised to come down for it. I'd bought a new dress and had been to the salon to get my hair done, waxed clean, and ready. I ran into the apartment to sound of the phone ringing and looking at the number, I knew it was Tom. "Hey sweetheart," I answered, "when are you going to get here?" I asked. "The party's starting in just a few hours and I'm so excited to see you tonight, it's been too long!" I was greeted with an uncomfortable pause. "I'm sorry Katy, I've got some bad news. I'm not going to make it tonight." I didn't even know how to respond, "but why?" I stuttered for a moment, then followed with "you promised... You promised you'd come back for the dance tonight, I've got a special dress and I'm so lonely. What could be more important than me?" "I'm sorry Katy, I don't know what to do. The professor's given a huge paper that's due on Monday morning, and I've got to be working all weekend to get it done. I really am sorry, you have to believe me." "You're working on it now?" "Yes, there are two others here with me. We've been at it since early this morning, and I was hoping to make better progress, but I'm going to need the rest of the weekend." I could hear two other voices in the background, female voices, and I had to be careful not to yell at him. "Well, I guess you'd better get back to work then," I told him. "I'll talk to you later." "Kate... I love you." he said. I just hung up the phone. I was so steamed; I'd really gone out of my way tonight for him. I'd gotten an expensive hair cut and a full bikini wax. I kind of needed it for the dress I'd chosen, chosen for him no less. I get plenty of glances from the boys, and they generally like what they see. I'm not a big girl standing 5'1" and maybe 110 lbs with beautiful green eyes, a firm bum, flat belly, and small b-cup breasts. And while my breasts are smaller, I honestly consider them my best feature as they are perky and slightly upturned. I really wouldn't need a bra most of the time if it weren't for the fact that my boobies are capped off with very large, pink pointy nipples which tend to poke through almost any fabric. Tommy really likes my boobs, and spends lots of time playing with them, which in enjoy too. I'd chosen a little white dress for the evening to fully accentuate my boobs and to get him all excited. It was tight through the bodice with a neck line dove down low giving me more than just an eyeful of cleavage. It was too small and tight to even wear a bra with and I knew that my nipples would stick right through the thin silky fabric. The skirt was short and loose riding well above my knee, and when I topped it off with a pair of tall, "fuck-me" pumps, I knew it was going to get his attention. I was so excited about showing off for Tom, that during my salon visit, I was afraid the girl doing my waxing would notice I was a bit wet between my legs. I've honestly always found getting my pubes waxed by a stranger to be a little bit exciting. There's something about lying there while a complete stranger touches your private parts. There's even something I like about the momentary pain of getting the waxing done. This excitement in combination with my fantasizing about my boyfriend all day had gotten me going. And now he wasn't going to be here and was spending his evening with two other girls. Doing homework. Right... I took a deep breath and finally decided that wasn't going to bother me. I started by doing my makeup and hair, then removed clothes. I put on my little white thong panty, pulled the dress over my head, and stepped into my pumps. I looked in the mirror and admired myself. I looked good and I knew it. The dress was honestly even smaller and thinner than I realized and my nipples were already poking through provocatively. I knew the hem of the very short skirt was going to be riding up all night and that I was going to have to be pulling it down or else my little panty would be on full display. God, that was suddenly making me really excited, more than it should have. I turned around and admired my backside and laughed as I pulled the skirt up marveling at how little fabric I had covering my crotch. I don't know why I did it, but I pulled my panty to the side and took one last second to look at my freshly waxed pussy. I laughed at myself thinking how good I looked with my sex parts being fully exposed like that. An evil thought ran through my mind, and I quickly took a photo of myself in the mirror with my phone and then texted it to Tom. "Sorry you won't be getting any of this tonight..." then I shut off my phone and headed off to the party determined to have some fun in spite of him. I poked my head out of my house and was greeted by the cool air of the spring evening. I left the left the porch light on, pulled the door shut, and began my totter down the street to the party, alone. I'd spent the last two years living at the Delta Pi sorority house, and while it had been a lot of fun, I'd kind of enjoyed the last year living alone in my rental. I knew it was a luxury in college to have my own place, but was glad to have the luxury of escaping the day to day politics of the sorority house. But it did get kind of lonely sometimes. This got my anger at him going again. Damn him, I'd really been looking forward to seeing Tommy tonight, and to know he was spending it with two other women instead of with me, even if it was to write some lousy term paper just seemed like too much to bear right now. Oh I was mad at Tommy for abandoning me tonight, and I was just fuming walking down the street, when I was snapped back to reality when a car honked at me and some boys made crude cat-calls to me. That kind of put me back in to the moment, forcing me to remember that it was my plan to have fun tonight; I was looking beautiful, and I was going to drink too much, and laugh with my sisters, and maybe even dance with a few boys. That ought to serve Tommy right I mumbled to myself as I walked as quickly as I could in my heels. The Delta Pi house was honestly quite close to my place and it didn't take even 10 minutes to walk there. I could almost find the place with the eyes closed as I could hear the bass pumping almost as I left my house. I walked up the front steps and saw my friend Tracy manning the front door. Tracy was honestly my best friend at the house, my little sister during her pledging, and had been my roommate for the last two years. I'd always thought she was beautiful with what weight she carried settling into all the right places like her chest and hips making her extremely curvy. I knew the boys liked it too as she never seemed to shy of company; maybe because she was kind of easy. "Pi love, Katy! You're looking VERY hot tonight, but you still need to pay the cover!" Tracy said laughing at me. "Where's Tom?" "He blew me off tonight," I replied. "No...." Tracy said. "Yes...." "The bastard..." she shot back. "Asshole," I agreed. And we laughed and gave each other a quick hug as I slid her the cover. "Well, I hope you're planning to have fun tonight anyway," Tracy said to me. "Did you look at my dress?" I asked her. "Why else would I dress up like this if I wasn't going to have fun?" "You got it for him, didn't you?" Tracy asked. "Yes," I responded a little slower this time. "The Bastard..." Tracy replied again. We both nodded. "Here, let me get you your first drink of the night," Tracy said. "Watch the door for the next 3 minutes, and I'll set you up." Well, it took her a little more than 3 minutes, and the door was open almost continuously as people came in. I could feel the chill on my nipples and knew it was causing them to stand up at attention. I helped several guys at the door and felt their eyes all over me; some of their dates were noticeably upset as several of them couldn't even make eye contact with me as they continued to stare at my chest. I guess I couldn't blame the poor boys with the amount of cleavage I was flashing, not to mention that the top was all but shear. Tommy always said that girls shouldn't dress like this unless they expected guys to look at them, and remembering that, I tried to take it as a compliment. I honestly thought he liked other guys looking at me and sometimes even talked about it during sex: how he knew what the other boys were thinking and if I liked it and if I wanted the boys staring at me like that. I usually ignored him and just passed it off as dirty-talk, but sometimes, I wondered if he wasn't right. I was glad when Tracy got back with the drinks and we shared the first one and talked for a few more minutes until my glass was empty, and I finally wandered in to the dance floor and to find another drink. There were lots of boys there, some of whom I recognized from various events on campus. It seemed like an awful lot of them were underclassmen pledging their frat. And all of them seemed to be asking me to dance. I didn't turn many, if any of them down, and had fun bumping and grinding out on the floor with the poor little freshman, happy in the knowledge that a girl 4 years older than them could get them so worked up. I knew almost every time I twirled that my little skirt would fly up and I was starting to show everyone at the party my ass and my panty covered pussy. The more I did it, the more I enjoyed showing off my body. And the more I showed my little panties, the more the boys wanted to dance with me. I almost laughed at them as they started rubbing their hands up and down my body. I mean really, most freshman don't get a lot of action, and in my current mood and in my alcohol shrouded mind, to give these little boys a cheap thrill seemed like a fine idea. Even though, while I let most of them squeeze my ass, look down my top, and stare at my hard nipples poking through my dress, when their hands started wandering to other parts of my anatomy, I stopped them. I finally excused myself from the dance floor and found Tracy again. "So," she started, "rumor is that you've been getting plenty of attention tonight from the boys." "Maybe," I replied. "Is there anything wrong with that?" "Absolutely not," she replied. "I was just curious how much fun you've been having." And then she whispered in my ear, "have you tried it yet? The boys love it!" "No!" I shot back quickly, almost in shock. "I mean, I don't think I could," I finally got out. I knew what she was talking about, a lot of the sorority girls like to pull some of the boys over into the darker corners on slow dances and rub their cocks out on the dance floor, just to give them a thrill. "Girl, you're all alone tonight, and looking quite fine I might add. You've always talked about it with us and acted like you wanted to." Tracy reminded me. "But I'm engaged to Tommy," I added. "That's what you always say..." Tracy pointed out. "Well, I am..." I replied. "Have you said 'I do' yet?" she asked. "Well, no..." She continued, "and you're mad as hell at him right now?" "Well, yes..." Tracy pushed me a little harder, "Katherine Mae, you should try some things out before you finally take the plunge." And I looked at her with wide eyes, and I suddenly knew she was right. "Ok, the first one who asks me to dance, I'll give him a little feel," I told her. "You got to tell me all about it, ok?" Tracy pushed me. I kind of nodded at her, and as quick as that, a boy pulled me out onto the floor. The first song was quick, but the very next one slowed down. He must have heard the stories about what I was letting the others do letting them touch my body as his hands went immediately to my ass. I focused on what he was doing and let him rub my back side without putting up any resistance. After just a moment of this, he got a bit bolder and began kneading my ass and pulling my cheeks apart; I knew he was getting a good feel of my round bum through the thin fabric of my dress. He was beginning to slowly dry hump me on the dance floor. My heart was positively racing, and I could feel the bulge in the front of his pants. Then I did it; I slid a hand between us and searched for his member. He wasn't fully engorged, but definitely aroused, and I could feel his cock grow as I continued to massage him. We stopped moving on the floor as I just stroked the front of the lucky boy's trousers. And like that, the song was over, and I pulled away from him, kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for the dance," he stuttered. "I hope you enjoyed it." I smiled at him. Then I ran back to Tracy. "Oh my God, Tracy! I did it! I can't believe I just gave a stranger a hand job on the dance floor!" I emoted. "I take it you kind of liked it?" she asked. "It's kind of... liberating," I finally spit out. "And the boys really like it," she added. And we laughed together. "Was he big?" Tracy asked me. I shook my head, "no bigger than Tommy." I laughed. "OK, then we don't need to go back to him again!" she squealed in laughter. "Hey Katy, if you look behind you, you've got another customer if you'd like to. He's been watching you all night." And I looked over where she was motioning, and there were three black boys standing there looking in my direction. They were well dressed, but all of them quite large. "You see the one on the left? I danced with him!" Tracy told me. "And..." "It's true!" she told me. "Black boys are huge. God, I'd never done that before with a black boy, and it was so fun!!!!!" She continued, "C'mon Kate, we've always joked about trying black boys, and the one in the middle is really cute don't you think? He's kind of a campus celebrity if you know who he is," she added. "Yeah, I know who he is," I told her. "That's LeShawn Jackson, all-american halfback on the football team; so what?" "I dare you to go over there and talk with him." I looked at her and smiled mischievously. "You don't think I'll do it, do you?" I asked her. She shook her head, "no, I don't." "Watch this," I told her. I knew it was a dare, and I quickly walked over to him swinging my hips and sticking my tits out with full confidence feeling them bounce a little bit under my dress. When I got there, I know all Tracy could see of us was me giving him a big hug, and then turning around and then the two of us waving to her as she gave me this bewildered look. You see, LeShawn is one of my students. He's a sophomore on the football team who they really need to keep his academic eligibility because he can really play the game; I can attest personally that he's exciting to watch out on the gridiron. I've been tutoring him in literature and English composition all year. "Hey Teach," he opened, "I've been waiting for you to notice me all night." "Well, there are lot of boys here, and you don't stand out that much," I teased even though none of that was true. LeShawn was positively built like a brick, a jet black brick I might add. Standing about 6 feet tall and tipping the scales (according to the football database) at about 220 shredded pounds, he was an ox. Combine that with quick feet and fast hands and the pro scouts were already looking at him seriously. "I been watching you dance with all kinds of boys tonight, Kate." "LeShawn, it's 'I have been watching you...,' you still have to use proper grammar in front of me," I corrected him. "OK Teach," he said smiling at me, "I thought it was off hours right now. Where's that little geek of boyfriend of yours? I thought you said he was coming?" "I guess I was wrong." I told him. "So you dressed up for like that for me?" he said gesturing to my attire. "Very, very hot Ms. Kate. I always knew you were something, but this is too much baby." And here he spun me around, eyeing my body. "It was all for Tommy, it's just that he couldn't make it," I corrected him. "Well, he's really missing something tonight Ms. Kate. That's quite the packaged set you've got poking out tonight," he added. I knew he was referring to my hard nipples sticking through the thin dress fabric, and while I should have been a little self-conscious with my student checking me out like this, I was used to it. In spite of being often crude, he was always nice to me and quite charming in his own way. He'd been making comments to me like this since almost our first tutoring session and it had become almost routine. I honestly knew he had lots of choices for English tutors, the money and hours working with LeShawn were good, and he'd always proven to be harmless enough. As a matter of fact, every time he'd make a joke about finding a new tutor, I would even dress up a little bit for him for our next session just to keep his attention; you know, a little cleavage here, a little thigh there, just to make sure he didn't follow through on his threats. After all, Tommy had all but told me to. I was used to his antics of sitting behind me while I read his papers; I knew he was just looking down my top. Even better was when he'd decide to sit on the floor in front of me when I'd wear short skirts; I could see his brown eyes staring unashamed at the inside of my soft white thighs hoping to get even a quick panty flash. And I would usually give him what he wanted wearing loose low cut blouses or intentionally crossing and uncrossing my legs for him. I honestly almost liked flashing for him and got a little bit of a thrill out of him peeking up my skirt to see my panties. I've secretly always wondered what it would be like with a black boy, and he was after all big and strong, and quite handsome in his own way. His chiseled black body was indeed something to look at and I got the inside track on his attention; even if I always had turned it away. Because fantasy should always stay in fantasy, right? But maybe tonight could be a little fun? I pulled him out on the dance floor anyway. Predictably, he began touching me like the rest of the boys. "LeShawn," I said as I felt his hands on my ass, "I'm your tutor," I teased him. "You're not supposed to be trying things like that with me." "All the other boys did, Teach," he pointed out. Then his hands moved away from my ass and traveled along the round of my hips and beyond. Then I jumped a bit as his hands brushed up against my breasts. "None of the boys did that though," I told him as I tried to pull his hands back down. He didn't move his hands. "You're almost graduated Ms. Kate, and I figured after all the time we spent together, I deserved a little thrill." He said quickly grabbing a handful of my boob managing a quick pinch of my teat. "LeShawn, you've got to be good..." I chided him. He finally moved his hands away, but I could feel the lump in his pants and will admit that I was positively in heaven as this big black stud was playing with my little body out in front of the whole world. And then I did it again. I reached between us and began rubbing his cock. Oh my god, he was huge; I couldn't believe I actually was feeling what I thought I was, and continued the action to double check. Then he whispered in my ear, "You sure that's what you want Teach? You might like it..." "30 more seconds, that's your thrill," I breathed in his ear as I continued to rub his groin on the dance floor. Student Teaching And after that, I walked away leaving him there with a large lump in the front of his pants, and quickly surrounded myself with the safety of my sorority sisters until the party began to break up. I was getting ready to leave and was beginning to walk home when LeShawn showed up again. "I'm walking too Kate, can I keep you company?" "You gonna behave?" I asked? "Only if you want me to," he replied with a bit of a smirk on his face. "Ok, sure," I told him nodding my head, "let's go." We made small talk most of the way back, and as we arrived at my door, he asked, "so, you have fun tonight? You weren't quite yourself, maybe a bit wanton?" I smiled as I was the one who taught him that word. "Yeah," I agreed, "but I probably shouldn't have done all those things." "A little pissed off at lawyer-in-training?" he asked. "Look LeShawn, Tommy loves me and will take care of me. He's so good and kind." "But did you have fun?" he asked me again. "A little," I smiled. And with this, I pulled out my keys, opened my front door, stood up on the stoop so I was almost the same height as LeShawn and gave him a little hug. "Thanks for everything tonight, I did have fun." I told him. And I went to give him a little kiss on the cheek, but he turned his head, and kissed me on the lips. I was really taken aback at this, and didn't know how to respond. Rubbing boys crotches on the dance floor was one thing, but this was somehow so much more intimate, so much more personal. And in the light of the front porch, he kissed me again, but this time, I kissed him back, feeling his large full lips and tasting his mouth. "LeShawn, please..." "Tommy doesn't need to know, Kate," he told me between kisses. I should have stopped him, but I let my lips part and tasted his tongue. At the same time, I felt his hands moving back up my body and rubbing my small breasts again. Shivers were running up and down my spine and I was weak in the knees from his stimulation. "LeShawn," I whispered back, I really shouldn't be doing this." And we continued making out for another minute. "Ms. Kate, I know you're curious baby, you want to know if it's true." "LeShawn, I've got a boyfriend..." I protested. "No you don't Ms. Kate, you've got a fiancée," he corrected me while pulling my nipples gently through the dress fabric. "That makes it even worse," I breathed heavily. "But..." I continued. "Yeah Ms. Kate?" "Maybe Tommy doesn't need to know..." and I reached back down again beginning my massage of his lower regions. I could see him smile and his hands went back to my top, peeling the straps off of my shoulders and then pulling my boobs out and exposing my hard pink nipples to his full attention. I knew he'd been hoping to get his hands on me all year, and I positively quaking in excitement as his fingers continued their onslaught on my body. My heart was racing in excitement and I could feel the warmth growing between my thighs knowing my juices were flowing from my pussy and how my little panties had to be soaked. Then I heard a car honk out on the street. "HEY, IF YOU'RE GOING TO FUCK HER, GO FIND A ROOM!" I was immediately driven back to reality and looked around me blushing. I couldn't begin to tell you how many cars had driven by and seen me kissing a black boy, seen my naked breasts, or seen a black boy playing with my semi-naked body. I saw someone across the street watching us make out through their open windows and was suddenly fully aware that we'd put on quite a show for everyone. I couldn't believe what I'd just done. I knew these people on the street, and some of them even knew Tommy. What did I do??? I quickly pulled my top back up covering my bare breasts and then said, "LeShawn, maybe you should go..." "I'm not sure I'm ready," he said. Then he picked me up like a little rag doll and brought me inside quickly depositing me on the couch. He looked down on me with a hungry look in his eyes. I started again, "Please LeShawn, I'm engaged, and you really ought to go." He turned me around at this point, and held me tight against him rubbing my boobs again. I knew I couldn't move, and he finally responded, "Kate, I don't want to marry you, I just want to fuck you." My resolve was beginning to waver as his large hands ducked back under top beginning to pull on my small, sensitive nipples again. But I continued begging him to back off. "LeShawn, you're right, tonight was a lot of fun and I did a lot of things I've never done before, but really, enough is enough." I begged him. "There are still lots of things you haven't done yet, you know." He told me somewhat matter of factly. He reached down from the bottom of my dress and pulled it up over my head leaving me sitting there in only my little panties. I know I must have helped him a little bit, but somehow, I didn't feel like I could stop him. "You ain't never been with a brother before, have you Ms. Kate?" he asked me slipping back into poor grammar. Then he did it, he unzipped and pulled out his cock; I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The thing was a monster and only half hard. It was standing up against his thigh and was suddenly the biggest, blackest thing I'd ever seen in my life. I'm not completely sure what happened next, but I think I mumbled something like "oh my god, it so big..." "You ever see anything like that before Kate?" I shook my head no, "Tommy always told me that everyone's about the same size..." I finally said wide eyed. "The only people who say that are people who want you to believe that, baby." He told me. He was standing in front of me now and moving toward me as I sat on the couch. His cock was about eye level, and I quickly tried to size it up, it had to be at least 9" long and thick too. He quickly stepped out of his chinos and walked over to me. "Touch it baby, go on Teach." And I did. I reached up and felt his big black cock. It was enormous and as soon as my hand made contact, it finished springing to full attention. I wrapped my small hands around his shaft stroking his foreskin with one hand and trying to weigh his heavy black balls with the other. He was so excited for me that precum was dribbling almost continuously from the head. He took my face in his hands, kissed me one more time, and then pulled my head down to his ebony bone. And with that, I opened my mouth and took his dark monster inside my body for the first time. I spent some time trying to suck up as much of his precum as I could and used my hands to jerk him off into my mouth. I let him push inside my mouth as deeply as possible, but I couldn't get all of his cock in in spite of my best deep throating attempts. He reached down between my legs now, and began to rub my panty covered pussy. I moaned and cried as he did it. Next he reached under the soft silk covering my sex, and found my clit; I immediately went off. "Oh, oh, oh, oh........." I felt my orgasm rip through my body from him just touching me. I can't explain it, but somehow, it had seemed ok when I was just rubbing his cock through his pants. Even somewhere in my mind, after he'd pulled my dress off over my head, it was still ok because I still had my panties on. But now that he'd been rubbing my little pussy directly, I knew that I'd finally given in. Having finally consented, I stopped and stepped out of my little white panty leaving myself completely naked for him. "LeShawn," I said, "please don't tell Tommy." He lay me back and spread my legs. "Do you like my waxing?" I asked. He nodded, "yeah Kate, I love fucking bald white pussy." And I almost convulsed as he reached down to touch my sex again. He climbed on top of me and lined up his cock with my small pussy. His body was enormous and completely dwarfed my small white frame. I reached down between us and stroked his cock again marveling at his size, I tickled his balls, and then asked him, "please LeShawn, please fuck me." He rubbed his cock up and down my wet slit for a moment. "You're sure you're ready." I nodded, "please...." And he finally mounted me, pushing his cock into me bareback. He went a bit slow, probably knowing I'd never taken a cock that large before. He moved in and out taking his time going deeper with every thrust. "Oh my god, LeShawn. I'm so full," I whispered. "You like that Kate? You like that big black cock?" "Oh my god, I never knew." I told him. "Are you all the way in yet?" "No way baby, not yet, I'm only 2/3 done with you." I kept up my slow ragged breathing as he continued to push deeper inside of me. "You like black cock stretching your pussy open?" "I do, oh my god... Please LeShawn, more..... I need more of that big black cock...." "Tommy might not like this, you're gonna be a lot looser after I'm done with you Ms. Kate." "More...." I grunted. And with that, I felt him bottom out and his balls slap on my ass. "Oh.... I can't believe it.... Again..... Oh no..........." I cried out, "oh.............." And my second orgasm of the night ripped through my body as he continued to tear into my little white pussy. I whimpered with every thrust as he was stretching me wide and bottoming out in me, pressing up against my cervix and driving me crazy. "I'm going to cum soon baby, you ok?" He asked me. "I'm on the pill, do what you want." And he began to thrust his black cock into me even faster, then I felt him cum inside me. I was stretched so full of his black cock that could feel every single one of his convulsions. He must have squirted at least 10 times deep inside my little cunt. He held himself inside of me for a few minutes after finishing, allowing his cock to soften, before he finally got up and gave me a little kiss. "So, you had a little fun?" He asked while pulling his pants on. "I did...." I responded to him with what I could only assume to be a smile on my face. "And you liked the black cock, Ms. Kate?" "I.....," and then I hesitated for a second, before finishing my thought, "yes, I did... I loved the black cock." "I'm glad Ms. Kate, and by the way, I promise I won't be the one to tell Tommy about this," he said to me. Then he pulled his shirt back on and stepped out of the front door leaving me there naked in my bed, his cum slowly running out of well fucked pussy. But the last thing I did before drifting off to sleep was to glance at my phone. Tommy had been sending me text messages all night long.... Student Teaching Ch. 02 I woke up the next morning and wondered if it was all a dream, but when I felt the residual wetness between my legs and the white crust of LeShawn's cum on my thigh's, I knew it was for real. "Well Kate, you've done it this time, haven't you?" I mumbled to myself. But still the sex had been great, and I was so angry at Tommy, I still couldn't see straight. I guess I'd always wondered what it would be like with a black man and if their cocks were really as big as they said; at least I could check that off of my list before I got married. I just hadn't expected that the first black that I'd fuck would be that wonderful. Or that wonderful cock would be attached to one of my students... I lay back and let my hand wander down to my hairless sex and began rubbing my mound remembering the previous night's passion. I brought my fingers to my lips trying to remember how he smelled, how his cum had tasted, and most importantly how he'd fucked me with that huge black weapon he had between his legs. I reached over and pulled my dildo out of the bedside table, and pushed it inside of me trying to remember the feeling of him filling my cunt. My little pink toy honestly wasn't as large as he was, and didn't give me the stretched feeling he'd given me the night before. I immediately vowed to get myself a bigger dildo, a bigger BLACK dildo, but I pushed on anyway into my fantasy, and immediately found my hard clit. I didn't need any lube, because I still had LeShawn's cum dripping out of me, and it wasn't more than a couple of minutes before I orgasmed around my dildo dreaming of doing him and his big black cock again. I lay there for a few minutes just rubbing my thighs together before taking a few deep breaths before heading into the shower. I took my time to wash my hair and did my best to wash away the results of last night from my pussy and thighs, but the vision of LeShawn's monster just wouldn't leave my mind. I got out and dried myself off, pausing to look at my naked body in the full length mirror. I admired my pointy breasts, flat stomach, and soft thighs. I looked every bit the goddess that LeShawn had taken for his own last night and could see why he'd want to fuck me. And while it was so much fun, I felt more than just a pain of guilt. I mean, it wasn't really Tommy's fault that his professor had decided he had better things to do last night than spend it with me, was it? Maybe I'd had some fun and made some questionable decisions, but right now, I needed to talk with him, to know he was still there and that he loved me in spite of my transgressions; even if I didn't tell him about them. I quickly pulled on a small pair of white cotton panties and a loose skirt. I then grabbed one of Tommy's shirts that he'd left here, stretching it over my bra-less breasts just to sit around the house for a bit. I left a few of the buttons open so my breasts were visible, then took a quick shot of my unbridled cleavage with my camera phone in preparation of sexting it to him, but then thought a bit better and called speed-dial 1 instead, it was Tommy's number of course. The phone rang twice, then a strange voice picked up the phone. "Hello." I heard a female voice answer. "I'm sorry, is this 555-679-2327?" I sputtered, knowing fully well it was. "Hold on," she said. Then I heard, "Hey, Tom, what's your phone number?" I hung up immediately. "Bastard!" I shouted out loud. "God damn it Tommy, it's 7:00 in the fucking morning, why is that girl still there?" And I immediately knew why he didn't show up last night, he was fucking around on me, and while I knew somewhere in my mind that I'd done the same thing, I rationalized it as I'd only done it because I knew what he was doing it first. "You bastard," I continued out loud, looking at myself in the mirror again. "What are you doing and why isn't this good enough for you? What else could you want?" I paced my front room for a minute trying to figure out what to do. "Oh Kate, what have you done? I'm trying to screw up the rest of my life..." I told myself rhetorically as I pulled on the buttons of Tommy's shirt. In my heart, I knew I really did need to call Tommy and find out what was going on. I finally picked up my phone again and listened to it start to chirp to me. "Hello," I heard. It was her again. But instead of hanging up this time, I took a deep breath and asked, "Is Tommy in?" "Yes, of course, just a minute please." And I heard some shuffling around, then heard in a hushed voice, "I think it's Kate..." Then I heard Tommy's familiar voice. "OK, I've got it Mandy, thanks." And he continued, "Kate, I'm so glad you called, I've been calling and texting you on and off all day, but you won't return them." I didn't beat around the bush. "Tommy, who is that who answered the phone?" "She's my study partner, Amanda." "What's her last name Tommy?" "Ummm, Ramirez? It's Amanda Ramirez... You know, she's a law student here at State?" "Why is your study partner, Amanda Ramirez, the law student at State, answering your phone at 7:00 in the morning?" I continued. "That was you who called?" he asked. "Yes..." "Kate, I...." he was clearly flustered. "Did she sleep over last night, are you fucking her?" "I... Jesus, Kate. We were working late. Kate, please, I love you." "Tommy, I'm so mad at you right now, I can barely talk! You left me alone last night, it was supposed to be special and I got all dressed up for you and we were going to have fun, and you would have liked it." And then I paused for a second for emphasis. "But you.... you felt the need to have a sleep over with, with.... With Mandy." "Kate, please," he begged me. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help it." "God damn you Tommy, does she have bigger tits than me? What's wrong with you?" "Kate, please," he repeated. I continued my rant, "God damn you Thomas George, if something's going on there, and I find it, you are going to be so sorry you bastard!" And I hung up on him again. I paced the floor again as my phone rang again and again with Tommy trying to call back. After about 5 minutes of my phone ringing continuously, I picked it up again."Tell me the truth, if you didn't fuck her, what was she wearing? What did she wear when she slept on the 'couch'?" "I don't know... a nightie I guess? "Oh Tommy.... You didn't? Not my nightie?"

"It was in the clean laundry, and she saw it and asked..." "Tommy, I bought that for you, and it's completely shear... You weren't looking at her, were you? What color were her panties?" After a pause, he finally responded, "pink." "I hope you had fun," I yelled at him, and hung up the phone again. And it started up again with him calling again and again... I let it go to voice mail until I finally shut it off. I got online and did a search on Amanda Ramirez, and it took a little bit of time narrowing down the field, but I found 'Mandy' without too much trouble on Facebook. I was flipping through her pictures; she did have bigger tits than me, and was kind of pretty, I guess... I guess if you like big titted Mexican whores with too much makeup, I told myself. And I kept flipping through her pictures until near the end I started to see pictures of State's campus, then pictures of Tommy, and finally one of the two of them kissing. I felt a lump forming in my throat, and started to tear up. I kept trying to tell myself that guys didn't like big titted Mexican whores, but I knew that all men do. What was I going to do? In spite of my poor behavior last night, I still loved him, but wasn't sure if he still loved me. I knew I had to get the whole thing out of my head, and I spread my work out at the kitchen table and began grading papers. It took a little while, but my brain gradually started to slow down and focus on the English essays from the senior lit course I was student teaching at the high school. After a few hours of this, I was proudly reflecting on how the kids did seem to be learning something and how their papers had improved in the last few weeks, when I heard a knock at the door. Being jolted back to reality, I jumped up and answered the door. "Damn girl, you should be careful with those things, you could put an eye out!" It was LeShawn again. I just stood there for a second before realizing he was referring to my unbridled breasts and my nipples showing prominently through the thin cloth of Tommy's shirt. I immediately felt his lustful eyes running down my body again. He started again; "Hey, I just stopped by to make sure you were all right." "Yeah, I'm ok," I managed to tell him. "You need to talk or anything?" he asked. "LeShawn, I shouldn't have done that last night, I'm almost married." "So you didn't like it? Teach, you can't tell me you didn't like it, you know, last night." "LeShawn, please, it was a mistake," I reiterated. "Hey, it's alright Ms Kate, I'm just here to talk," he tried to reassure me. "You still mad at Tommy?" I paused for a moment, then finally told him, "he's got a girlfriend, I know it now. It's why I was acting out so much last night, and I'm sorry for what I did." "No apology necessary here," he told me. "You're the prettiest white girl I've been with on campus all year, and you made my dreams come true last night." I almost blushed at his comments. "LeShawn, I'm confused and upset, and you should go..." "Is that really what you want?" he asked. I nodded, "Yes, please go..." I said ashamedly. But he just stood there looking at me, and I was becoming increasingly uneasy. "How many times did you cum?" he asked. "LeShawn, please..." I begged him this time. "How many? I just gotta know," he insisted. "Will you go if I tell you?" Then I looked down at my toes finally saying, "twice, now please, leave me alone." "Does Tommy make you cum like that?" he asked. "No..." I whispered. We just stood there for what seemed like forever, and I could feel his eyes on me; running up from my toes to my soft calves and then up further to the cleavage I was flashing him. I could feel my nipples hardening under his gaze, fearing that he was going to try to touch me again, but even more afraid he wouldn't. Then he finally kissed me again with those large, full lips. I felt his hands wander back to my ass and I let my mouth open again, letting his tongue inside. His hands wandered my body, stopping at my breasts, then pulling on my stiff pink nipples. "LeShawn..." "Yeah Teach?" "You want to come inside?" "You don't want to do this here?" he asked. "I like the whole world knowing you're fucking a black boy." And he began unbuttoning Tommy's shirt that I'd worn to make me think of him, again exposing my small, pointy breasts to anyone who could see me on the street. "Please LeShawn, some of them out here know Tommy." "You didn't tell him?" He had Tommy's shirt fully open now and I could feel the cool air on my bare breasts causing my nipples to pucker even more. I shook my head no, "His girlfriend answered the phone, and we had a fight. Please come inside, I'll do whatever you want." "Really?" I nodded and pulled him inside. Once inside, I smiled at him and started to pull Tommy's shirt off my shoulders trying to leave my thoughts of him piled up in the dirty laundry basket with his shirt, but LeShawn stopped me. "Wait," he said, then he pulled out his cell phone and snapped a picture of me. "Ok, now go, but nice and slow." "LeShawn, I can't do that," I protested. "Yes you can Ms. Kate, you said anything, and I want some pictures to remember you by. Now, come on." And he motioned to me to start undressing. I took a deep breath, then threw Tommy's shirt to the laundry basket. My heart was racing and I could feel my nipples stiffen from the excitement of showing myself to this young black stud again; this time knowing full well what I was doing and in full control of my actions. I could almost feel the heat from the flash from his phone as it started to take pictures of my bare breasts. He took my hand in his and held it to my breast. "Touch yourself, Teach" he prompted me. "Touch those little white girl boobs." I nodded and did as he asked pinching my small pink nipples, teasing and pulling on them to make them even more erect. "Do you like this?" I asked him. "Love it baby, get yourself ready for me," he replied while continuing to snap photos of me. "Drop that little skirt for me now." I pulled my skirt off quickly taking it and my white cotton panties off in one motion. Then I laid back, opened my thighs for him, and began stroking my bald mound just like I had teased my nipples out a moment earlier. I closed my eyes, and continued to listen to his phone take pictures of me. I've always thought I have pretty pussy, tight and pink and it closes up to a neat slit when I'm shaved -- I was proud to show him how I rubbed my wet little beaver. "Let me get a special picture" he told me, then posed me with my left hand on my cunt holding myself open. I know it shouldn't have, but I shivered in excitement as I felt his phone move between my thighs taking pictures of my engagement ring clad finger running across my clean shaved labia. As soon as he seemed satisfied with his photo, I felt his hand touch my clit and a finger pushed inside me. "I just love little white girls like you" he whispered to me. "I love fucking them and shooting my load up their pussies. Kate," he whispered to me, "I want you to cum now. I want you to cum around my black fingers knowing that I'm ready to fuck you with my black cock." I could feel his large, meaty finger inside of me, fucking me almost like his cock, but not quite. Then he pushed a second finger into me while watching me writhe around. "You know what I really like Teach?" he continued. It's fucking white girls who already have boyfriends. I love breaking in your little pussies and loosening you up, then sending you back to your small-dicked white boyfriends with a stretched out pussy full of black jizz." And that's when he pushed a third finger inside of me and really began stretching my pussy open with his hand. I kept rubbing my clit and focused on his fingers stretching me open knowing he was right. I knew my pussy was going to be dripping with LeShawn's cum before the night was out and he might ruin my tight little cunt leaving me forever looser for my Tommy. I began whimpering and crying as I felt my orgasm break over me. "I hope you liked that Teach," he told me as he held his fingers to my lips. I took each on his fingers into my mouth and sucked it clean of my juices like it was a smaller version of his cock. "Now you wanted something, didn't you?" he asked me tauntingly. I nodded as he pulled me up to a sitting position again. All I could see was his huge black cock dangling inches in front of my face again as I fell to my knees in front of him. Without hesitation this time, I opened my mouth and took the ebony phallus between my lips and began to suck. He took my head in his hands again like last night and began to stroke in and out of my mouth getting progressively deeper with each thrust. I could taste his salty, sticky precum dribbling from the tip of his cock, enjoying it this time and even reveled in the aggressive nature of the face fucking he was giving me. I was even starting to enjoy the wicked thought of him slowing to occasionally take another photo of me, this time with his black cock in my mouth. But it wasn't enough, and finally between one of his thrusts, I was able to get out, "too much, I can't get it all." "You did better than last night, you just need more practice," he reassured me. I took a deep breath, smiled up at him from between his legs, and nodded to him before opening my mouth again to accept his large cock inside my mouth again. His hands returned to the back of my head, this time twisting the fingers of one hand through my long blonde hair and placing the other beneath my jaw and began thrusting his bone into my mouth, deeper and more aggressively than before. I did my best again to take his cock as he pushed me on. I gagged the first few times when he bottomed out in my throat. He'd pull back as I coughed for a moment and drool would roll out of my mouth and onto my breasts, but every time this happened, I'd look up at him and see him smiling down at me inspiring me on. After a bit of this, I began to subdue my reflexes and before I knew it, felt his balls tickling my chin with every thrust. He continued this for quite a few minutes until he finally pulled out of my mouth and fell down on the bed beside me. "Damn Kate, you do that good. How many cocks have you had?" "I guess you're number 4," I told him truthfully as I wiped the drool from my chin and breasts. "Tell me about them baby, Tommy must be number 3, so who were numbers 1 and 2?" "My high school boyfriend Mark was number 1," I told him as I tickled his nuts with my fingernails. "I met him when I was a freshman, and he was a bit older than me. I made him wait for a long time before I finally gave in to him." "You suck him like this?" "Well, not like this, but yeah," I replied. "He liked it." "So you've been practicing your cock sucking for a while?" he teased me. "LeShawn, don't be crude..." "Ok, ok, I'm sorry, it's just that you're getting pretty good at it," he said laughing a bit. "Who was number 2?" I paused, "LeShawn, I've never told anyone this before." "Yeah baby..." I was stroking his long cock now. "Mark and I went out all through high school, and my parents didn't really like him because, you know, he didn't have any ambition and thought I could do better, and I guess they were right... Anyway, I was graduating from high school and getting ready to leave for college and had decided I was going to break up with him. He'd been a lot of fun in high school, but I knew it was over and was trying to find the right time to tell him." "So," I continued, "I'd been at a party with him and he all but passed out drinking, so I loaded him into his car and drove him home. When I got there, his big brother and I got him undressed and into bed." "His big brother Ms. Kate?" LeShawn prompted me as he reached out and started tickling my nipples. "Yeah, he'd just graduated from college and was back visiting for a few weeks before starting his first job, and I don't know how or why, but as soon as we put Mark into his bed, we started kissing. And next thing I knew, I was having sex with my boyfriend's big brother." "So you've been cuckolding your boyfriends for a while then?" "Cuckolding?" "You know Ms. Kate, with a vocabulary like yours, I thought you'd know that one. Cheating on him, sometimes while he even knows about it. Just like you're doing to Tommy right now with me." "I... I guess I'd never thought of it like that before," I stuttered. He reached down and began playing with my pussy again. "It's really hot Teach, did you like it?" I nodded as his finger teased my clit, "God yes, I had the first orgasm of my life that night with him. He fucked me and while doing it, he got out a vibrator he'd bought as a present for his girlfriend, and used it on me." "So you had fun with both of your boy-toys?" I nodded, feeling his finger rubbing back and forth across my clit. "I did like it, they both fucked me all summer, we had a hard time hiding it from Mark," I admitted. "Sometimes they'd both fuck me in the same day and I'd have a load of each brother inside me." "Ms Kate, you're a slut..." he said almost in disbelieve. "I don't know," I said, "maybe? Talking about it like this makes it all sound," and I paused here trying to choose the right word, "so... dirty." Student Teaching Ch. 02 "You like to cum, don't you?" "Yes..." I admitted to him almost ashamedly. I could feel his fingers back inside of me again, asking me to push back against him. "You like to cum on black cocks?" "I must..." I whispered back to him. "LeShawn," I said, "I really want you to fuck me again.... Please...." I told him. Then I reached down and pulled his hand out of my pussy and brought his sticky fingers back to my lips sucking my cum from them. He laughed at me debasing myself in front of him like that, and flipped me over on my belly pulling my ass in the air and mounted me. I breathed deeply as I felt him enter me and began to moan as he took deep, steady strokes into my pussy building up a solid rhythm. "God I love your cock, you're so big." I told him between thrusts. "You like big black cocks, don't you Katy?" "I... I ... Yes," I admitted, "yes I do, I love big black cocks and how they fuck me. God it's so good." "You like your students cocks?" he asked me, stroking more intently into me. "I'll say and do whatever you want LeShawn, I love my students black cocks... Just fuck me with that monster......" And with this, I started to focus even more intently on his cock inside of me and how he was stretching my little white pussy wider and wider. I loved the contrast of his skin to mine, I loved his hands running over me and teasing my body, and I really loved being stretched open by his meat. I shivered in excitement as his hands were running all over my ass, and even down the crevice between my cheeks. I trembled as he began stroking my still tight anus. Keeping his big cock inside of me, he gathered up some of the sex juice from my cunt, and began working a fingertip inside my other hole. I didn't move as I felt him push his finger deeper inside my ass, and then pushed a second. It felt like I was going to burst and I couldn't believe how much this black boy was opening up my insides with his hands and his large cock. But I knew what I wanted... "Please LeShawn, finish fucking me," I asked. "Please finish with my pretty little white pussy." "I just wanted to know if you could take your students giving it to you in the ass too, Ms. Kate." And he pulled his stinky fingers out of my ass, and held it to my lips. "C'mon Kate," he encouraged me. I reluctantly opened my lips for him and accepted the dirty finger that had just so recently been in my rectum, into my mouth. He then began stroking into my pussy again with his beautiful cock, but he kept his hand in my mouth the whole time making me suck his fingers off like little cocks. Every thrust seemed to go deeper and deeper inside me until I knew he was as far into me as I could take him. I knew he was fully bottomed out in my pussy and every thrust now was pressing up against my cervix, as deep as he could go. It made me excited to know that if he came right now inside of me, that he would be shooting his black sperm directly against my cervix and straight into my womb. "LeShawn, I want you to cum inside of me," I begged him. "I want you to cum deep inside of me and shoot your sperm inside my pussy. Please..." "That's what you want Kate? You want my thick black load inside of you again?" "I do, please cum inside of me." And I continued on, trying to feed his ego, "I want to bring it home to Tommy, just like you said. I want to do it for you... Tommy will think I'm just wet for him, but it will really be your cum. Please....." I begged him dreaming of my fantasy. He picked up his pace, thrusting with even more vigor for the next couple of minutes enjoying himself while I continued whimpering and crying and mumbling gibberish about needing more of his cum -- in any case, he was just fucking me silly. And then it finally happened, I felt him begin to shoot his semen deep inside of me; he pulsed again and again and again right up against my cervix, just like I'd imagined, filling me with millions and millions of his sperm and making me cry out in pleasure from that throbbing black weapon inside of me. I felt him start to get up off of me, but I stopped him, "please LeShawn, don't move, just stay inside me for a few minutes." "Can't get enough, can you?" he asked me. "No," I replied dreamily. "I want you stay there and hold your sperm inside of me." He laughed, but he did it; I looked over in the bedside mirror and saw the two of us for the first time together, me with my ass up in the air and him on top of me like a big black stud street dog on top of his little blonde bitch after dirty sex. I could feel him getting softer, and didn't want him to slip out of me yet. Trying to prolong the moment, I put my head down on the bed and reached between my legs to play with his balls and pointed to us, "can you see us in the mirror?" I asked him. "God, we look sexy." He nodded, then took another picture of us in the mirror with his phone. It seemed to be working as he stayed tied to me, stroking the skin on my back, holding his load in me. "I want you stay hard, LeShawn," I told him. "I want you to fuck me some more." He pulled out of me anyway causing a torrent of his cum to immediately start flowing out of me. "You got to give me a few minutes girl," he said to me, still breathing a bit heavy from our coupling. "I guess I didn't expect you to be some kind of a jungle-loving size whore, Kate." I had to agree with him, neither did I. And I kind of shrugged as I reached for a towel on the side of the bed to clean up my personal parts that he'd been in to for the last hour. After wiping as much of his spunk from between my legs as possible, I laid down on the bed next to him and began stroking his chest hoping to get things started again. "What gets you excited, LeShawn," I asked him." "Do you have a girlfriend?" "I got lots of girlfriends, Kate, you know that." "Not many people know this, but I've got a girlfriend too," I confessed. He looked at me in disbelieve, "Kate, if that's true, you really are a slut. Does Tommy know that too?" "Oh no, I don't think he could handle that one. We've only done it once, but you met her the other night, do you remember Tracy?" "The big titted brunette?" he asked. "The one that gave Reggie the hand job?" "Yeah, that one," I replied as my hand travelled down his chest and began stroking his belly. "She was my little sister when she was pledging the Delta Pi's, and we became best friends. Part of the process is that you have to do whatever your big sister wants, and we try to think of silly things for them to help us with and then we have to do the same for them." I continued, "We were giving each other pedicures all the time at first, then we began helping each other with other grooming tasks like shaving our legs. Then one thing led to another and soon we were giving each other full bikini waxes." I could see his cock twitching a bit now. "You like that, don't you LeShawn, thinking of another girl with her hands on my pussy?" I asked him allowing my hands to occasionally rub up against his member. "Yeah baby, tell me more," he said. "Well, sorry to let you down, but nothing happened, at least not during those sessions. But we did get used to being naked in front of each other," I said playfully. "That's not the end of the story Kate," he told me. "There's more." "Oh yes," I responded. "After all of this, we got to be best friends, and it was on the night when she was going to officially pledge the sorority. Part of it is that you are supposed to spend the day alone with each other, and talk about your friendship. Tracy and I chose to go out of town on a little shopping trip, and that night at the hotel, after a few drinks, we only used one bed." I could feel him beginning to thrust into me again as I continued my story. "Maybe we both knew it was going to happen, I'm not sure, but her soft girl kisses were so nice, and to feel her wet tongue on my clit was amazing. I loved it when we slipped into a 69 position, and I could taste her at the same time." At this point, I stopped stroking his newly reawakened cock and rolled over sticking my butt up in the air. I asked him, "LeShawn, can you work your finger back in my ass?" "Oh yeah, Ms. Kate, if that's what you want baby." And I felt him begin to work his big meaty finger into my backdoor again. And I smiled as I continued with my story, "LeShawn, that night, Tracy made me cum so hard on her face, almost as hard as you do, and she did one other thing, she liked to play with my ass. You did that tonight too, just like she used to, and it made me want to tell you about it. She'd be licking away at my pussy, but then she'd change her tack and make love to my butt. It made me feel so good, her soft tongue rimming my other hole." "LeShawn, there's a jar of Vaseline I keep by the bed. I want you to be my first, the first to fuck me in the ass, can you do that for me? I've had Tracy's soft tongue, but I want your big beautiful black penis to be the first up there, please..." He stopped his actions, and fumbled around finding the lube. I closed my eyes until I felt his hand on my anus again, putting a large dollop on my brown hole. And it didn't take more than a second after that to feel the head of his cock pressing against my sphincter. He felt the resistance of my bum to his entrance, but didn't give up. He continued to gently push until I felt the tip of his cock pop inside me. "Oh my god LeShawn... it's like a baseball bat in my ass, be careful." "You want me to stop, Ms. Kate?" he asked continuing to slow in and out advance. "Oh my god.... Oh my god, no. Keep going, just be careful. I want you to use that beautiful enormous black cock of yours and sodomize me, sodomize my little white ass. Please don't stop, just don't tear me..." And he continued, slowly working his way up my backdoor tunnel. It felt like a hot poker entering my ass and it stung a little bit as I took more and more of him inside me. I continued with my slow, deep breathing as he pushed ever deeper into my rectum, stretching my ass little by little to accommodate his large fuck stick and finally, just when I thought I couldn't take any more, I felt him bottom out in my butt; his balls resting up against my ass cheeks just like before when he was in my pussy. He held himself still for just a minute, then started thrusting more regularly into my ass. I let my hand go back to my clit again making little circles around my love button. "How's that Teach, you like your student fucking your ass?" he asked. "I do, I do, LeShawn. I love you giving your teacher a good ass fucking, oh yes...." "You've never let any of your boyfriends do this to you before?" "No LeShawn, not even Tommy, you're my first. I was going to give it to him for a wedding present, but... but I guess... I didn't make it..." His thrusting now became more forceful and insistent as I continued to debase myself to him, whimpering and crying with the brutal ass fucking I was now receiving. I took my hand from my clit, and reached underneath us, rubbing his balls and stroking his cock as it slipped out of me with each thrust. "Please LeShawn, I want you to finish with me. I want you to cum up my ass too, please do it now.... Please...." And it wasn't long before our sodomy was completed by the now increasingly familiar rhythm of his ejaculation, this time inside my ass. Again, I could feel each and every spasm of his ejaculation. He held himself inside me for a minute or so after sating himself inside my rectum, but I didn't argue this time when he pulled out of me and was glad to feel my sphincter begin to return to normal size. He began to pull on his shorts, and I looked up at him feeling his cum beginning to rush out of me feeling suddenly lonely and at a loss. "LeShawn, don't you want to stay?" I begged him. "We can do it again if you want to," I said trying to reach for his penis. "Ms. Kate, I've got practice in the morning, and you need to relax. I can't have you falling in love with me or anything. You've got a boyfriend after all." "Fiancée," I corrected him. "That's right," he said, "so you remember that. You'd better call him today, you got it?" I nodded in agreement. "Are you going to come back tomorrow?" I asked him hopefully. "Maybe, we'll see." He finished dressing, gave me a little kiss on the head, and then was out the door leaving me again with semen draining from my lady parts.