Malik was strolling through the campus gym on the first day of the school year. It was shortly past noon, Malik had just woken up after sleeping through a few classes and went on a walk to check out what really interested him: the culture of the school and the fine ladies who inhabited it. Malik stood out in more ways than one. He was the first Black student in the college's history, for one. At six-foot-four and 240 pounds of pure muscle, he looked more like a D1 linebacker than a patron of a small liberal arts school in the midwest. Covered from the neck down in gang tattoos, wearing a white tank top and grey sweatpants with slides and white socks, everyone could see his remarkable physique, from his bulging muscles to the massive python between his legs, the outline of which was clearly visible through his sweatpants. Malik didn't lift weights for his muscles, he had other ways of exercising. But the gym was a great place to start looking for the premium white pussy he had come all this way to find.
When it came to Arrington, Ohio, there were two groups of people. Those who had never heard of it, and those who knew it as the home of the prestigious Wellsbourne College. Wellsbourne wasn't a household name like Harvard or Stanford, but it was one of the most elite colleges in the world. A small liberal arts school no larger than some high schools, it was well known by the old-money aristocrats of the United States as an elite training ground for many generations of future leaders. Ranked among the top 3 liberal arts schools in the country and blessed with an endowment larger than many schools with ten times its students, Wellsbourne did have some impressive numbers behind it. But it also had one figure that brought it shame. Before 2024, Wellbourne had had zero Black students in its history. Comprising mostly of old-money rich kids and legacies, most Black students had never even heard of the college let alone applied. After another year with only a handful of Black applicants, the board decided it had been long enough and admitted Malik Jordan on full scholarship, despite lackluster scores and recommendations.
For Malik, the girls at Wellsbourne exceeded all expectations. Fit, tall, gorgeous, clad in $99 lulu pants and tight crop tops, carrying around $70 water bottles and fancy gym bags. At least half of them were blonde, many with blue eyes. Nearly all girls stole a glance at Malik as they passed by. Some bit their lips and admired his bulging muscles nearly ripping apart his tank top, some were simply intrigued by the new giant in their midst, some simply hadn't seen a Black man in their time at school.
It wasn't long before Malik locked eyes with an exceptional beauty with glowing blue
eyes, hair like gold, double-D tits in an expensive training bra that she was keeping her phone in, and a sexy hourglass shape that drew attention to her thick, muscular legs. Her tight leggings accentuated her sexy legs and Malik could tell she was packing a big bubble butt from her wide hips even though he could only see her from the front. The girl was smitten the moment Malik locked eyes with her and could do nothing but freeze in place as he walked over to her.
"You gonna show me around later?" Malik asked when he finally reached the stunned beauty, not even bothering to ask her name or offer his.
"I-" the girl began, unable to get out a word.
"Jesse? What are you doing?" called a man who was several steps in front of where the girl was standing.
"Back off bitch," Malik said, not taking his eyes off the blonde's sexy eyes and body.
"Hey that's my girl-" the man began, rushing over.
Seeing the white man approach from the periphery, Malik held out his arm and pushed him so hard that the white boy nearly fell to the ground. Malik's eyes never left Jesse.
Malik reached into Jesse's bra where her phone was and entered his contact information into the frozen hottie's device while she simply stared and admired his entire presence. After putting in his information, he pulled down her bra slightly with his left hand and placed the phone deep in her cleavage with his right, stealing a generous feel of both breasts as he did. Her boyfriend stood a few feet away watching but too scared to object.
Several girls watched the exchange envious and lustful, while several white boys watched angry and concerned.
Malik shot knowing glances to all of the seething white men and flirtatious smirks at a few of the admiring women, then made his way to the basketball court. He felt his phone vibrating within a few minutes, a text from an new number.
"Hey it's Jesse from the gym!!! Let's catch up later??"
"bet, name's Malik" he responded as he made it to the courts.
There was a group of lanky white dudes playing three-on-three with a handful of girls sitting on the bleachers socializing and watching. The men had a level of skill, probably some ex-high school players looking to run the court on an intermural league, Malik thought. Glancing at the girls on the bleachers, he could see there were some serious hotties among them, even from a distance.
Malik trotted onto the courts where the guys were playing pickup and easily stole the ball from the guy dribbling ball, immediately drawing the eye of every man on the court and every woman on the bleachers. He did some flashy crossovers to dribble past the irritated white boys until one of them decided to block off his path to the hoop. The Black man immediately lept as high as he could, so high he was nearly at eye level with the hoop and cascading toward the net, knocking his blocker over. He extended his legs and arm, creating a backwards C with his body as he flew towards the hoop, then slammed dunked the ball with one hand, grabbing the rim as he did and swinging on it a few times in an act of immature showboating.
"You like that bitches?" He taunted the players as he finally dropped from the rim.
Malik was at least four inches taller and fifty pounds heavier than the next biggest guy on the court, most of them were too terrified to say a word back to him or respond to his taunts.
"Come on man, we were just trying to play" one of the guys muttered, prompting Malik to approach his personal space and push him lightly.
"The fuck you gonna do, huh?" Malik goaded, hoping to incite one of them to challenge him to a fight or a one-on-one match where he could easily humiliate any of them.
The men just sank their heads and bit their tongues, knowing that they wouldn't stand a chance against the muscular and towering Malik. The Black man was somewhat annoyed that no one challenged him
Malik walked over to the girls on the stands, who had been watching everything. The white guys on the court watched in pain as Malik flirted with each of the girls and had them giggling, feeling his muscles and biting their lips admiring him within minutes. Malik left after a few minutes with all five girls' numbers, and each white boy was terrified of the prospect of having a man like Malik on campus that they would have to compete with for pussy.
Several hours later, Jesse was in her dorm room with her boyfriend Evan. The two had planned to have several days of privacy and nonstop sexy time since Jesse's roommate wouldn't arrive for another week, but all the blonde beauty could think about was Malik. After spending all afternoon rejecting advances for her increasingly apprehensive and desperate boyfriend, Jesse finally got the text she was waiting for.
