This takes place right after Wanda Back at School series ends. I wanted to continue the series but try something new. I think this one has a different vibe. I tried to distance myself from the whole exposure/nonconsent debatable assault theme. If I continue the series I will bring that vibe back in the future. I have a few Ideas. I like my characters and it wouldn't be impossible to find similar, better developed, versions of these characters in print somewhere if you are a fan of humor/crime fiction. I wanted Wanda to have some fun and really enjoy herself for a little bit. As anyone who read my earlier work knows Wanda is Mocha complexioned black 18-year-old High School Senior a few months short of graduation. Wanda is a beautiful girl who's most prominent feature is her very large shapely breasts. She Has dark almond-shaped eyes, soft features, and pillowy lips. Her legs and ass are thick and shapely. The round fuller lower body black women are most sexualized for having. But all that gets overlooked because of the breasts. She has had only one boyfriend Julio "Julie" who worships her. He was a shy Jock who spent most of his energy on becoming a successful boxer and as a result has always been somewhat awkward socially. Like a nerd who obsesses over Star Wars and can only talk about Star Wars. Julie was like that but his obsession was training. As a result, Julie is very built for an 18-year-old. He is on the short side for a boxer but his body screams compact power.
Wanda and her boyfriend Julio, who everyone called Julie for short, barely made it back to Julie's house. He had tried to coerce her to fuck in the back of his car right in the school parking lot. He never talked like that and the look in his eyes was wild. He had carried her in his arms across the school and parking lot to the back of his station wagon. The whole trip she could feel his hard penis poke her in the ass with every step. He was so hard Wanda's ass actually had started to bruise. It was like he had a steel pipe in his pants. If weight crashing down on his hard cock had hurt him, he gave no signs of it in his face. It had been several weeks since they had been together and his intensity would have scared her if she had not been equally excited.
Wanda had not felt sexually aroused since her body had been publicly groped and displayed the week before. It had been a nightmare scenario she had feared since she first developed as a preteen. For a long time, it felt like a foregone conclusion that her giant brown breasts would be on display for her school. Which aside from Wanda was entirely white. Then she met Julie and he kept her safe from a crew of pervert bullies who delighted in targeting her breasts for harassment. Wanda thought she was into Julie because he made her feel safe. She now knew it was because he was quietly capable of inflicting massive amounts of violence. Seeing him unleashed was like witnessing a tornado up close. He was on track to be a more successful pro boxer than his semi-famous father. Wanda had seen him compete many times and it was always fun but it was a sport, he liked and respected his opponents. He hated the guys he had just left in a heap. They would never forget what happened today.
Julie set her down and pressed her hard against the back window of his car. The warmth of the glass from the sun spread across her curvy jean covered ass. If it wasn't for her fantastic chest people definitely would have noticed her ass more but instead, it was always an afterthought. Sometimes that made Wanda a little sad. But there were the times when Julie tore himself off her tits long enough to notice and it was like he had discovered a hidden treasure. When Julie ran his fingers along the bottoms of her cheeks it was like he was doing it for the first time. He put his lips to her cheek close to her ear and kissed softly. His lips were full and firm as he slowly worked his way down her neck. With every kiss his lips parted more and more and the warmth from his mouth slowly turned to heat. The tingle Wanda felt was so intense she spun her neck involuntarily to escape the intense electric waves running across her skin. She rested her face in his muscular chest. He was giving off a stifling wet heat from his body. Wanda breathed deep and smelled him. His sweat and deodorant and hair conditioner was the manliest smell in the world. Then she picked up a hint of rust scent and realized it was blood and her knees buckled from the wave of pleasure that ran down her spine. She felt her walls tighten like she was approaching orgasm. A warm pressure building between her thighs. She might have gone over if Julie hadn't reached for the door latch.
"What are you doing?" she asked half annoyed at the interruption and half relieved she hadn't gone over so fast. She wanted the pressure to build.
"I'm gonna fuck you right here," he said looking at her like he was starving.
