Ah, college life. It's the greatest thing in the world, if you're lucky. Who am I? Justin Rodham. Bisexual African-American College Man Extraordinaire. A student at Magister College. It's a small private college located somewhere in New England. It was founded in 1987 by James Magister, a retired businessman and philanthropist. He intended Magister College to become one of the best schools in the region, and the gentleman in question spared no expense. He was a true visionary. It's a damn shame he passed away before seeing his dream come true. I do think he would have been proud. Magister College is currently ranked among the best colleges and universities in the nation.
Magister College has five thousand students, and the student body is divided evenly between males and females. That's a good thing in an age where a lot more women than men are attending college. I say that's because colleges don't value male students or encourage them anymore. Blame it on political correctness gone amok. Whatever the case, that's other schools problem, not ours. I mean, Magister College is truly progressive. Most colleges have a Women's Center. Well, around here, we have a Men's Center as well. A place where male students can go to receive help and support. Female students have their Women's Center. We can all be happy as clowns. There are many groups on campus. Seven Fraternities, seven Sororities and various other student-centric organizations such as the Brotherhood of Colored Men, the Minority Student Union, the Gay Straight Alliance, the Latin Student Union, the Jewish Studies Center, the Irish Alliance, and so on. Yeah, we're big on diversity these days.
Myself, I'm a tall, good-looking young black man and while I love the campus, I'm not big on joining campus activities. I do love the sports teams, though. We have some really good sports teams. The Magister College Department of Athletics currently offers Men's Intercollegiate Archery, Badminton, Baseball, Basketball, Bowling, Cross Country, Fencing, Football, Golf, Gymnastics, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse, Rugby, Sailing, Skiing, Swimming, Tennis, Track, Volleyball, Water Polo and Wrestling. All of our sports compete in the National Collegiate Athletic Association's Division III. That means our athletes don't receive scholarships but play sports because they love them. That's the way it should be, if you ask me. They also offer Women's Intercollegiate Archery, Badminton, Basketball, Bowling, Cross Country, Fencing, Golf, Gymnastics, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse, Field Hockey, Rugby, Softball, Skiing, Swimming, Tennis, Track, Volleyball, Water Polo and Wrestling. The school also has Club sports in Men's Cycling, Boxing and Sumo Wrestling. Women's Club sports are Cycling, Boxing and Ultimate Frisbee. The Equestrian team is coed, with five male and eight female members. Yeah, athletics are really important at Magister College. They're a main source of entertainment for the small town near which the school is located. Dudley, Massachusetts is a small town in the middle of nowhere. Aside from the college, there's really nothing there.
I still find ways to keep myself entertained, though. For this, I have my buddy Crystal Jean Bernard. She's a tall, pretty-faced, large-breasted, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed white chick I'm friends with. Man, she's always at my dorm and we do all kinds of freaky stuff together. I like big women, and they like me. I've never been into skinny chicks. Crystal and I met at the campus library. I was trying to find a calculus book to borrow. My academic scholarship covers tuition and books, but sometimes it comes up short. Tuition at Magister College costs four hundred and forty dollars per class. I take five classes per semester. I wanted to get my Criminal Justice Degree and then head to the State Police Academy. My father, James Rodham is an officer with the State Police force and he's told me countless times that cops with college degrees make more money than street grunts. That's the only reason why I bothered with college ion the first place. Sometimes, the books cost almost a hundred bucks each. It's easier to find used ones at the campus library or buy them off students. Trust me.
Yeah, she helped me find the book. Crystal was a junior at the college and I was an incoming freshman. We talked afterwards and she seemed really cool. I could tell that she liked me. That's cool, because I liked her too. We would hook up regularly ever since that first meeting. I remember one time we fucked like sex was going out of style, after some particularly tough times on campus. Classes were tough, professors were assholes and bitches. Student morale was low. We fixed that with raunchy sex. Oh, yeah. I'd go to Crystal's dorm with a raging boner in my pants. She'd greet me wearing a black bra and panties. Man, the sight of her plump butt in them panties would get me even harder. And she knew it. We'd kiss, and frolic a bit before going into more serious stuff. Sixty nine was our favorite position. I would suck on her breasts, licking the areolas while she sucked on my ten-inch uncircumcised black super cock and apple-sized balls. Yeah, we'd suck and lick each other until we both came. She loved drinking my hot manly cum. Crystal swallows. Good woman. I was quite fond of her.
One of my favorite things about Crystal is the fact that she absolutely loves getting fucked in the ass. She doesn't like it. She loves it! She doesn't ask for it. She demands it! And you know that I'm happy to oblige! Oh, man. First, she would suck my dick. Then, I would get her on her hands and knees and spread her plump butt cheeks wide open. I would press my cock against her tight butt hole and push. Man, that was a sweet thing! I read somewhere that the bigger the woman, the tighter the asshole. In my honest opinion, truer words were never spoken. I mean, Crystal's asshole was wonderfully warm and tight. It felt so damn good around my cock that I have trouble describing how it feels. While I held her hips and thrust my cock into her butt hole, she would scream her lungs out and curse, urging me to fuck her harder. Oh, yeah. I loved fucking her asshole. It gave me a sensation the likes of which you would not believe. My favorite part of it all was when I came, sending my hot cum deep inside her butt hole. Crystal howled in sheer pleasure. It was music to my ears.
Afterwards, we would lie there, with my cock still in her asshole. She'd smile and kiss me. Other times, we'd try some seriously twisted and kinky stuff. Crystal has a big strap on dildo and occasionally we spice up our sex with it. Man, it's a weird experience but it's not as bad as you think. Not if done right. First, Crystal would suck on my big black cock and get me rock hard. Then, she would massage my asshole before lubing me up with oil. Then, she applied some lube on the dildo which was strapped around her waist. Then, she pressed the dildo against my backdoor, and pushed. The first time, it kind of hurt. But Crystal was gentle with me. She would stroke my cock while sliding her dildo into my asshole. Damn, after a while, it began to feel good. Emboldened, Crystal put me on all fours, held my hips and began pumping away. She thrust her dildo into my asshole. And I loved it. Man, it made my dick so hard I felt like it was made of steel. Crystal was an expert fucker, and she gave it to me good. I got off on it and so did she. After about ten minutes of this, I came spectacularly. She pulled the dildo out of me and sucked the cum out of my cock. Man, this was way intense! Yeah, we had lots of fun together. Crystal always kept our strap on sex sessions to herself. That's more than okay with me.