Alice's New School

A new country, a new life and new friends.

"Hi," I stood up to introduce myself, "my name is Alice and I'm 19 years old." My turn was up and I took my seat, looking around I noticed there were only 4 males in my class. College life was definitely weird, but thankfully I wasn't the only dark skinned person in the class.

Like I said before my name is Alice, and I've just recently moved to another country from the Caribbean. I wouldn't say I fit in where I used to live, even though that's not my reason for leaving. I was never a specialist in the speaking of my own dialect, I never listened much to our music and even worse- I especially hated the food. As if things weren't bad enough my goal is to be a linguist- which is why I have to study abroad for 2 years.

"Hi, I'm Daniel," a tall, slender, pale looking fellow outstretched his hand to me. I pondered for a while before I shook his hands.

"My name's Alice," I sounded for the second time

"I know," he replied with a smile before asking me where I was from, "I can't pick up a Caribbean Accent on you," he smiled again before letting go of my hand.

"It's because I'm what you call an Oreo," I tried to sound calm as I explained to him what that meant. As I scanned the room I noticed almost everyone else was watching us. Class had finished but they we were talking as if they knew each other for ages. He introduced me to the other 3 males in the class- apparently 2 of them were a gay couple and the other he had just met. I found it utterly weird, knowing almost everyone in the class was from a different country, but even more puzzling that they were all well acquainted so fast.

I began to tell him about myself- my taste in alternative, rock and punk metal, my interests, mode of dress, what I did for fun and other hobbies. I wasn't the least bit surprised when his draw dropped after hearing all of this. It was bad enough that I was black but even more so Caribbean. I guess people think all Caribbean people listen to Soca, Reggae and Calypso, dress moderately (not chains, piercings) and don't watch anime. I don't know exactly what we're supposed to do, but all I know is that I never fit in there.

"I know this awesome restaurant on campus we can go to," He said leading my by the hand. I found it hilarious how he took control of me; I was even more surprised how many interracial couples were on campus. Back home everyone stuck to their own kind which was safe, but boring. I loved mixing and mingling- finding and experiencing other tastes and cultures.

"This is it," he let out a sigh of accomplishment. Looking up I noticed the sign said "Harvey's"

I couldn't help but laugh before asking him

"What kind of restaurant is it, may I ask?"

He looked at me puzzled, looked at the sign and smiled- showing me pearly white teeth before he said

"A fast food restaurant!"

I couldn't help but laugh and he just stood there watching me in stitches. We went in and he ordered an "Original Bacon Cheeseburger" and a "Poutine" for the both of us. He had said those 2, I just HAD TO try. We took a seat, and he sat there watching me gulp down the burger while eating the sticky looking fries out of the poutine.

"You weren't starving were you?" he asked a bit skeptical. Apparently he's never met a girl who eats before. But if he hadn't wanted me to eat, he wouldn't have bought me so much. Maybe he was testing me but I'm not anorexic.

"No, But I love food," I spoke through bites "I'll try anything at least once," I swallowed. When I looked up at him he was smiling.

"What?" I asked checking that nothing was on my face- as if I hadn't already soiled my first impression, by being a glutton.

"I'm just wondering where does it all go?" he said examining my body. He patted my stomach before he uttered "Is that a 6 pack?"

"Not yet," I slurped my drink

"Are you telling me that you work out?" he seemed shocked

"Yes, yes I do," I took the last bite out of my burger before clearing my empty things "but I do think I girl should have some love handles for 'you know what'."

He seemed even more shocked that I was talking about what he thought I was talking about.

"Girls talk about sex with guys?" it's as if I couldn't surprise him anymore

"Dude, I don't know which girls you talk to or date," I wiped my mouth "but I talk about everything."

He seemed to be taking all this in rather slowly, and I couldn't help but ad-lib what I thought he was thinking.

"So can I ask you a personal question?" he said as we got up to leave.

I'm now of the impression that he's going to walk me to my dorm considering not only do we both live on residence ,but apparently we're only 2 doors away. As we walked, I observed him- he wasn't that much taller than I; he was about 5ft9" with straight blonde hair, hazel eyes, long lashes, red pouty lips. He was thin but toned and I could see he had a tan from playing soccer outside in the sun. It was a big contrast for me- who was only 5ft5"; my hair jet black with blue streaks through my perm, my eyes were brown and my lips were a bit thin. I wouldn't call myself toned but I was fit. Not like body builder bulky- but I played tennis (not steroid scary like Serena Williams) hoping you get the point. I didn't wear much of my style- I was into black baggy pants with linking chains, air walk sneakers, plain white tees and sometimes a choker and cuffs.

I know what you're thinking- there's no way in hell I'm black, that's what he said.

"Are you into bondage?" he finally got out to say. He was shocked by his words but I sure wasn't

"Yes, Yes I do," I smiled at him and he turned red.

"Do you mind if we drop by Marc's dorm," He began "he has some books for me."

"No, not at all," I said sweetly "and Daniel, do you play chess?"

"Oh my God!" he practically screamed "you play chess too?"

"Well yes, I'm assuming you do too," he just simply nodded as we approached Marc's dorm room door.

"I suggest you brace yourself," Daniel said as he knocked on the door with specific and precise taps.

"What for...," I began as the door swung open to show staggered, rowdy Marc holding his dick with pre-cum oozing at the head.

"Marc's ALWAYS watching porn," Daniel tried to cover my eyes as Marc ushered us in, but I removed his hands as I'm pretty sure there was nothing I've never seen before.

The dorms were all fairly the same size. About the average size of an average person's room; it had a bed, closet, desk and chair and some space in the middle. The residence itself had floors- each floor had about 10 rooms side by side. At the end of the rooms were the bathroom and kitchen area (on opposite ends of course).

As I looked about Marc's room- I noticed it was fairly clean. He sat in the middle of the room on a plush cushion jerking off to ebony anal porn. Further to the back there was a round table with 2 chairs and a chess box on top. But it was empty

"Where's the chess game?" I asked Daniel, since Marc seemed busy

"Oh the chess club borrowed it for their competition today," Marc answered me without moving a muscle except his hands of course.

"Do you want to play something else?" Daniel asked taking some flash cards out "Marc and I know how to make learning interesting."

"Ok, since we have a language test coming up," I replied

"It's on Spanish, French and German right?" Marc asked before we started

"Yes," I hesitated before we began. So the rules of the game had a catch to make it interesting. Just like strip chess. We were playing strip me with cards and whoever lost had to answer a language question. If the person got it wrong then he/she would have to take off an article of clothing that the winner permitted. But if the person got it right, then he/she has to order the winner to take off an article of clothing that he/she permits. Marc was already naked so there was no use in him playing the game.

As Daniel and I played, I began to realize there was really no good tactics in winning this game. It was all based on sheer luck. It was within minutes that Daniel lost in the first half- he answered the question incorrectly I assume on purpose- translate "Que tal", is fairly easy. Anyway I hadn't wanted to come over as a horny little girl so I told him to remove his socks. But I take it back when I lost in the second round and he ordered me to remove my panties.

This guy doesn't play, I began thinking. After about the 4th round Marc began to watch us because apparently not only we're we bad at language although we seemed to be losing on purpose due to ulterior motives but we also occurred to him as porn in progress.

As I waited for Daniel to make his move I began to notice Marc. He was Spanish- average build although as tall as Daniel; his dark brown curly hair mesmerized me, his eyebrows were bushy covering his puppy dog brown eyes, he had a little Zorro moustache going on. He was fairly hairy but he waxed his balls. I assume it's because of the porn- either that of the girls like it, which they do.

"Your turn," Daniel said for about the 3rd time, as he looked in the direction I was looking at. I watched as a little smirk appeared on his face as an apparent light bulb appeared above his head. He had an idea and although the question changed from language- it was still inappropriate for learning, though more appropriate for the game.

"Do you own a vibrator," he asked me as I was only left in my bra and socks. Luckily the table hid my lower half, but not for long I supposed.

"Yes, I also own a sybian, handcuffs, leather and gags," it was like game over as I said that.

"Too much info I suppose," I gulped as the Marc woke up from his day dream and Daniel who was fully naked stood up showing me his full erection.

It was then that I noticed the position I was in. In a room alone with 2 guys playing strip me, isn't exactly the kind of situation normal people put themselves in.

The table seemed a device so insignificant as Daniel closed the distance between us in one step. Reaching behind me, he unhooked the clasp of my bra and the fact that I still had socks on didn't matter.

"You're different from all the black girls I've been with," He stated as he grabbed my buttocks to lift me unto his hips. Not only could I feel his hard cock beneath me- but it sunk in that Vanilla does go well with chocolate, especially when it was 2 scoops of vanilla. I was definitely getting into this, whatever it was. Marc still sat in his plush cushion stroking himself, it was then that I wondered how long did it take that guy to cum.

"How so?" I asked Daniel as he lay me down onto Marc's bed.

"You're open," he smiled as he parted my legs and delved his fingers into my pussy with no hesitation. I arched my back and gasped at the sudden pleasure, but he silenced me with his tongue. As he used his left hand to massage my breasts- mounds as they were. He used his index and thumb to pull and tease my nipples- giving me goose bumps as he made them as hard as his dick. Meanwhile his right hand was working on spreading my wetness all over my pussy.

"You're so wet," his whispered onto my lips as he inserted his middle and ring finger, using his thumb to, rub my clit in a circular motion as he went in and out of me. His kisses were passionate and rough and I could help but moan and want more. His knees on the bed on either side of my body, I used this opportunity to milk him as he milked me. I grabbed hold of his cock, which like Marc's, had pre-cum on the tip, I pulled the foreskin back gently and stroked the head in circular motions with my thumb to lubricate. He shoved the third finger into me, and I couldn't help but bite onto his lips- knowing I hadn't taken cock in 7 months. He stuck his tongue down my throat and we played swordfights with our tongues; he sucked on mine as I sucked on his top lip; then we switched roles as I sucked on his tongue and he sucked on my lips.

I now began to pull on his cock, as he seemingly got harder. Increasing the movement of my hands on his cock- as it slid down to his balls and up to the head again over and over. He began to halt my kisses and his fingers stopped midway inside me.

"Stop it," Marc came over. I was shocked more because he spoke and not because I forgot he was still there. At his command I stopped jerking off Daniel. At this Daniel hopped off me and Marc came up on the bed. Daniel pulled me by the hips to the edge of the bed and got down on his hands and knees while Marc put either of his legs on the side of my head. Getting the gist of things, I noticed that since Daniel seemed easy, he had to calm down.

Taking Marc's cock into my mouth I began to lick the tip. Unable to use my hands as Daniel held onto them, after burying his face between my legs rendered me useless. As Marc urged my head onto his cock, I noticed he was massive in girth, as I stretched the corners of my mouth to accommodate all of him. I watched the blank look on his face as he raised his pelvis to urge his cock down my throat and out again. Meanwhile Daniel, still holding my hands, was licking me whole. His tongue traced the outside of my pussy where I had just waxed, as he took his time to tug on my lips with his teeth, he licked me from where his fingers were all the way up to that sensitive little bud. When I shuddered at this, it was like jackpot for him. He proceeded to do this repetitively, in the same motion and I gave the same response.

Marc still with the blank expression gave me a little smirk before he took his cock out of my mouth. He used it to beat me in the face before shoving it back down my throat. This time he went even deeper down and I could feel myself gagging. All of a sudden his blank expression disappeared and I knew he was having fun as he used his fingers to pull hard on my nipples, and fucked me in the mouth.

I was gagging and he loved it, as my saliva ran down the sides of my mouth. It was like a volcano stuffed with a boulder. I began to shudder as Daniel had stopped licking me and was now just sucking on my clit, which was driving me nuts. The intense pleasure I was feeling from him sucking on me and from Marc pulling my nipples, made me lose my breath. But none of them stopped, in fact, Marc's pelvic thrusts hastened and Daniel's tongue work intensed. The pleasure was building up and I tried to pull free from Daniel's hold, but he just held on tighter. I looked up at Marc who went from blank to smiling to laughing hysterically. He rammed harder and harder into my mouth as he now slapped my breasts and tugged at my nipples. I tried to scream but only muffled sounds came out as my body tensed up, my legs locked on around Daniel's head, my back arched under marc's weight and I began to shudder. Marc stopped laughing as he let out his load into my mouth, and my body riveted on the bed and Daniel urged me into a non-stop climax. As Marc milked his remains into my mouth, I almost choked since I was screaming. He patted the hair on my head and I closed my eyes and swallowed. Daniel had stopped and was now smiling at Marc, who was smiling at me.

"You're so horny," Daniel said as he touched my clit to make me shudder once more before we switched positions. I had never done anything like this before but I had to admit, I was having fun.

I was now standing at the edge of the bed, my back was facing Marc who was now behind me, and Daniel was sitting upright on the bed before me. I'm guessing you can tell what happened next. Marc grabbed me by the neck and pushed my face into Daniel's crotch as he fingered my pussy from behind.

With my back now bent, I held onto to Daniel's cock to stroke it as I licked the head. Marc was now nudging me with his dick and I could feel him getting in with every nudge he made. Grabbing both my hands with his, he forced himself into me; this was when Daniel pushed my head down onto his throbbing cock. My scream was muffled. I noticed they worked well together and began to wonder if they did this often.

Marc showed no mercy and I must admit I loved it, as he pulled my arms back and fucked me hard and fast. He began to sweat and I could feel his balls hitting my pussy front as my ass made smacking noises against him. I was feeling it and wanted to moan in pleasure but Daniel had my mouth occupied. I looked up at him as I bobbed my head up and down his slippery cock. Swallowing all of him, I used my tongue to tickle his shaft as I slid from the bottom back up to the top. I began to make slurping sounds as I couldn't contain the saliva spewing through the corners of my mouth onto him.

"Ahhhhh, no," I tried to squeal as Marc inserted his finger into my ass. I had no idea they were that freaky. Even though I protested, he didn't stop, but he didn't continue. His finger stayed hooked there as he fucked me and I began to realize that it felt really good. Concentrating on sucking Daniel's cock, I went down on the whole thing, came up and did this in repeats. Engulfing the whole thing one last time, I began to suck on him, as if trying to suck the sperm right out from his balls. This is how my 1st bf had taught me to give blowjobs but I had no clue whether or not it worked. As I went down and up, up and down, down and up, I sucked harder and harder every time and I could see from his face that he was beginning to cringe. I saw him wink at Marc, who now held both my hands in his left and used his right to rub my clit and he fucked me. His finger was no longer in my ass and I could feel myself climaxing again. Daniel rolled his eyes, before Marc grabbed me by the hair and pulled out of me. I was on my knees right when they both jizzed in my face and all over my breasts. It had happened so fast, I barely had time to put it all together. It was now time to switch positions again.

Marc helped me get up

"Ever had anal sex before?" he asked me smiling

"Ever been gangbanged before?" Daniel asked after.

I shook my head "no" to both responses. Looking at each other they smiled. Daniel went behind me and Marc before me. Marc kissed me as he nudged my pussy and Daniel stroked me as he nudged my ass.

"They're so cute when they're innocent," Marc smiled before I got the concept of what they were going to do. My eyes widened in terror, and it was then I feared Marc the most.