When I was a 19-yr. old student in a southern college I was having a tough times making ends meet and was literally a 'starving student'. My luck changed when I became a Pizza delivery boy for a fraternity buddy's dad who was told how much I was hurting financially and gave me a job with some under the table money that save my ass and turned my suffering into one of being able to remain in school and on the team. He was a great guy who not that many years earlier had been a track star and a member of the same fraternity. His taking me on as a sponsor was a favor I will never forgot after I graduated and became a successful attorney who now sponsors 3 athletes in the same situation as I had once experienced.
Jada was 5'-7" with black hair, long legs, and dark chocolate skin and an attitude toward white guys that was so frosty it shocked me when I delivered a pizza to her black sorority and she gave me a cold stare as she took the pizza and told a 'sista' to "pay the white boy but no tip cuz he was late with the pizza and didn't even have the courtesy to smile at me. Guess he don't like darkies and thinks he's too good for us!"
A she turned an sauntered away I was further attracted by the backless white dress that showed off her shiny black skin, narrow waist, wide flaring hips, and an ass that begged to be fucked. Man, her butt cheeks were the kind that screamed to be fondled and squeezed and I fell in immediate 'lust' to want to take her in my arms and fell her black body against my white skin. Yet her haughty and insulting attitude really pissed me off. Up to now I never thought of dating a black chick but the ying and yang between the lust I felt and her bitchy attitude toward this struggling white boy of a student; all worked together somehow triggered something deep in my male ego that demanded I get her respect and maybe a piece of her dark ass to teach her a lesson about how racist remarks is a two-edged sword that can cruelly cut both ways.
I did a bit of research and found out Jada's sorority indeed harbored a racist attitude toward dating white guys. Her chapter had a hidden agenda wrapped around their declaration of "Scholarly excellence, maintain minority unity, and promote cultural and political awareness" that was really bullshit that became a hostile declaration for a hate toward white men and any of their members who dated a white guy would be shunned by the sisterhood.
That night I made Jada the desire of my heart and a quest to conquer her sweet, racist ass and teach her a lesson. Lying in bed I slowly stroked my throbbing cock to the vision of her loveliness and envisioned putting her on her knees with her black ass high in the air begging for my cock. I not only came then but later in my dreams it was even more real as I kissed her thick black lips, fondled her breasts and plunged my white cock deep into her black pussy lips and gave her the love-hate fucking she so deserved. Within the next two weeks my dream became a reality.
I deliberately set her up with Jeremy, a close friend who was also not my competition as a high jumper, but who owed me a favor after I had hooked him up the prior semester with Ginger Worthington; one of the hottest white chicks on campus he was now boning on a constant basis. Here's how I got into Jada's panties!
With Jeremy following close behind, I deliberately crashed into Jada in the hallway outside of her biology class all but knocking her down and causing her books to drop on the floor. I had earlier rehearsed on how exactly how to grab her with the pretense of keeping her from falling while at the same time placing one hand on her tits and another on her ass getting a good feel of her fine bod. The plan was to do it in such a way it would surly piss her off and yet seem harmless to those who may witness my staged accident. Jeremy was to act as a kind of referee to come to my defense in case Jada made some nasty remark to me. He was prepared with a few nice things to say to Jada after I left the scene of the crime that would let her know I was a good guy who actually had a crush on her and was too shy to approach her; which was probably the reason I stumbled into her due to my fixation on her attractiveness.
It worked to perfection...WHAM, BAM, THANK YOU MAM! Jada's books went flying all over the place and I had waaay to long of my fumbling fingers feeling up her big black titties and firm black ass to the point she got totally pissed and started shouting at me.
"Take you white-cracker-ass hands off me you clumsy shit!"
Wow what great tits she had and what firm butt cheeks I had just groped! Man, I was even more in lust than before after fumbling all over with the sweet black Jada of my dreams. I made a quick apology for bumping into her and scurried away down the hall making in a hasty retreat.
True to the plan Jeremy struck with his prepared speech as he helped pick up her books. "Hey, baby, come off that racist attitude of yours. You know that guy who bumped into you is my buddy and a track star who just so happens to have a king-sized crush on your black ass." As her eyes reflected the shock of his words, he continued... "Brad told me how he fell in love with you the moment he laid eyes on you last Saturday when he delivered a pizza to your sorority and you dumped all over him and put my buddy down in front of the sistas with a racist remark that crushed his heart. All he's done since is cry on my shoulder about how meeting the first black woman...and the girl of his dreams...and how he really wanted to get to know you. And here you did it again... you just had to call him a racist name...you really are something baby...I'm ashamed of you as a black student and also for his sake that he should fall so hard for such a cold and uncaring racist bitch as you. I know all about your sorority and how you all think you're too good to date whites. It doesn't say much for your sorority at a time in which most of us are trying to develop harmony and love between races. You ought to be ashamed of yourself!"
He then turned his back in pretended disgust and left her standing alone as he walked away with a hand gesture as if to rid himself of such a terrible person.
Another fraternity buddy also part of the scene was there to get another take on the plan's effectiveness. Later at the frat house, he told Jeremy and me over a couple of beers how shocked Jada appeared over Jeremy's dressing her down in a loud voice and in front of other students. He said she appeared quite ashamed at her yelling at me and thought our act was very successful. A couple of hours later we all knew how well it worked when I was summoned to the frat phone and heard Jada's contrite and apologetic voice on the phone.
"Is this Brad?"
"Yeah...who's this?"
"Well...I...I'm the girl you ran into earlier and...well...I just wanted to say how sorry I was for what I said. ..I'm...I, I just...well I just called to apologize."
I remained silent to the point of her asking if I was still on the phone to which I replied, "Yeah the 'white-cracker-ass' who bumped into you is still listening."
"God I'm so sorry. I realized today that I've developed an attitude this last year that isn't anything like the way I was brought up. When your friend told me how nice you were and how this was the second time we met...well, I just feel so badly I just had to call and tell you how sorry I am and ask for your forgiveness."
"Really...you are asking me for your forgiveness. I thought you were the kind of girl who was too good for us white guy."
"Yeah...I know...and I also heard how I treated you badly when you came to our sorority door with a pizza."
Again I paused a long time and her voice now was almost a whisper when she said, "I can't really talk now...some friends came in and..."
Acting quickly I said, "If you mean what you say...meet me in the student union at 4 and let me get to know the real you ...that is if you're not ashamed to be seen with a cracker."
