Her hands slid down his smooth torso to grasp his surprisingly impressive cock. Marveling at the unusual thickness of it, she gently held up his length on her palm so that she could inspect it.
His penis was squat, thick from base to neck with a wickedly bulbous head that curved up slightly. His scrotum looked heavy with seed and hung like ripe fruit from his shaft. He wasn't long and thick as a baby's arm like black guys or long and narrow with drooping balls like white guys, but his length was respectable enough and her pussy was twitching deliciously at the thought of his member's girth dragging her vagina walls.
She covered his penis with her other hand and fondled it like it was a pet. She delighted at her unusual wave of affection for this piece of flesh. After all, with all the meat on display at the internet it took a lot to surprise anyone nowadays.
He panted heavily as she played with him. He fisted his hands to his sides. His body rigid and trembling with the electricity shooting from his cock. His chest muscles jumped when she unexpectedly gave a tiny pinch to the skin that webbed between his balls. His pulse drummed thickly in his ears and he was near deaf to all else. His nostrils, however, flared from the spicy musk of her arousal. Precum peeked from the tiny hole of his shaft's head.
She quickly kneeled down to catch the dew with a chaste pressing of her lips, fancifully thinking that she was kissing the cute pouty lips of his nether head. He was unbelievably turned on by how erotic her gesture was. He appreciated it more than if she had simply swiped his cum with her tongue. His cock was infused by a spurt of blood that sprinted south at the feel of her silky kiss and it jumped from her palm. It bobbed restlessly, lewdly seeking a hole to fill.
She looked at him and gave a delighted laugh. "I like him. He's cute."
He groaned in frustration. He didn't want her to find his little Joe adorable. He wanted his rod lodged deep in her with her plump pussy lips clasping his hilt snuggly. But as she was running this show and he was still in wonder that the most beautiful girl he ever laid eyes on, the hottest girl in his class, hell, the whole university, showed interest in him he gave a hesitant plea: "P-please...would you...could you..." Heat rose to his cheeks when he found that he was too embarrassed to ask her to fuck him silly.
By the gods, I love them choir boys, she thought to herself. Her heart gave a slow turn at his shyness, quickly replaced by the desire to debauch him.
He didn't know that it was his quiet and bashful personality that made her pay attention in the first place. He was obviously intelligent by the informed and thoughtful answers that he gave in class, and he didn't lack for confidence when it came to schoolwork or extracurriculars. He wasn't bad looking either. Thick black hair that was neatly styled, smiling eyes and the natural tan of exotic men. Lean and tall with wiry forearms that showed strength. Wide palms and big feet. His clothes could use an update though, as he favored loose shirts and shapeless khakis that did nothing to compliment his tight body. She, herself, was pleasantly surprised by the supple Adonis she unwrapped from his clothes.
Still, it was his gentle and shy overtures of friendship that won her over. Plus he was easy to please. She just had to pay him some attention and he would flash a sweet grin that showed of his dimples. It never failed to make her weak at the knees.
Not for the first time did she silently thank the powers that be for giving her the blond hair and baby blues that never failed to attract men. With her lush body and sinfully beautiful face it didn't take a lot of effort to line 'em up, but this time she thinks she's found a keeper.