Belinda gulped nervously and buzzed the apartment. She was here for an unusual extra credit assignment. Normally Belinda would never even consider doing this kind of extra credit. But she was in danger of failing anthropology. She needed to pass, or both she AND her husband Michael would forfeit their scholarships.
The anthropology class was all about world cultures. The extra credit assignment: get pregnant with a black baby.
"What!!" Michael had said, when Belinda explained the assignment. "That's ridiculous!"
"I know!" Belinda had said. "But what else can we do? Look!"
She had gestured at the screen with the test scores.
They desperately needed those scholarships. There was no other option. Michael reluctantly admitted they WERE planning on a family. It just wouldn't be HIS baby, or HIS skin tone.
So that's why Belinda was standing out here on her day off class, buzzing this guy's apartment, a guy she had never even met before. So she could have sex with him and get pregnant with a black baby and pass her anthropology class.
Let's take a closer look at Belinda while she's waiting at the door there.
Belinda was an undergrad at Carnegie Mellon. She had strawberry blonde hair in a pixie cut. A stylish hairclip kept her bangs out of her eyes. Her tits were only average-size, but to compensate, her nipples would poke out of her shirt when she was horny, which was pretty much all the time. They somehow managed to poke out even through her bra, so she gave up trying to hide it and she just got used to guys staring. The college-girl look was completed with a pair of elastic jeans that accentuated her shapely hips. Yes, Belinda was a trophy wife, and the trophy-holder was Michael, her high-school sweetheart and, recently, husband.
From the dating-app profile, Belinda was expecting a big muscular black guy with huge pecs, sleeveless, tattoos all over his arms.
She was surprised when a diminutive Chinese girl opened the door instead.
"Hi!" said the Chinese girl. "You're Belinda, right? I know you from anthro."
"Oh, hi," said Belinda. "You're here for extra credit too?"
"Yeah," said the Chinese girl. "I'm Kim." They shook hands. "My parents are super strict about grades. They'd kill me if I got a 'B' in this class."
'Stuck-up slant-eyed bitch', thought Belinda. 'I *WISH* I was getting a B. Fucking rice-sluts destroying the grade curve.'
"Nice to meet you!" said Belinda in a friendly voice. "Where's Andre?"
Kim led Belinda into the crib, where Andre was splayed on the couch.
"Heeey, welcome to the palace," said Andre, undressing Belinda with his eyes.
Kim climbed onto Andre's lap. It was clear she'd been sitting there before Belinda rang the doorbell.
"How does this work?" said Belinda, glancing around nervously. "I'm just here to get pregnant. I'd like to get it over quick, please. I'm married."
In spite of herself, Belinda couldn't help being excited. Her nipples started poking out of her shirt, betraying her. Belinda's nipples always swelled up whenever she was turned on. And seeing how muscular and black Andre was, sitting there in nothing but his sweatpants, Belinda couldn't help but get turned on.
"Take it easy pretty girl," said Andre. He shifted Kim to one of his knees and patted the other knee invitingly.
Kim went back to kissing Andre's pecs and biceps, as she'd been doing before Belinda rang.
Belinda hesitatingly went to the couch and took a seat on Andre's other knee.
"First let's get to know each other," said Andre. He put an arm around Belinda and pulled her into an embracing kiss.
Belinda squirmed, but her resistance didn't last long. Andre was a natural, and the helpless coed could already feel herself falling for him.
The kiss was surprisingly deep and passionate. It was the sort of kiss Belinda associated with fancy courtiers, in movies. Her husband, Michael, never kissed her that way. She subconsciously scooted closer to Andre, thighs rubbing against his leg. There wasn't a lot of room, what with Kim on Andre's other leg. Both girls were running their hands over Andre's chest now. It was exciting feeling the black man's coily muscles. Belinda's competitive side started coming out. She wouldn't let that Chinese slut out-compete her for Andre's attention.
"Bzzzz," said Belinda's phone. She continued kissing Andre for a few more seconds before breaking the kiss to see who was texting her.
"Hey," it was her husband Michael. "I'm having second thoughts about this."
Belinda rolled her eyes. The phone buzzed again, then a third time. Belinda set it on mute. "Sorry about that."
In the meantime, Kim had stolen Andre's lips. A pang of envy shot through Belinda seeing the big black gentleman making out with her competitor.
Not to be outdone, Belinda slid off Andre's leg and got on her knees and started tugging down his sweatpants. It was hard getting the pants-legs off with Kim still sitting on Andre's knee, but Kim was REALLY petite. She can't have weighed even a hundred pounds; maybe she weighed more like half that.
Belinda pulled Andre's big black cock out of his boxers. DAMN! was it enormous. This was a good extra credit assignment afterall: Belinda was already appreciating world culture. She started rubbing Andre's member with her soft, pale hands. She was shocked at how veiny Andre's cock was, how hot-to-the-touch it was.
Kim broke the kiss and climbed down off the couch. Soon, both girls were slurping and kissing Andre's beautiful black cock. Kim would give the tip a kiss, and it was obscene because Kim was so tiny, the head of Andre's cock was bigger than her whole mouth. Then Belinda would run her pretty tongue up and down the shaft length, pausing to give Andre's balls some loving little kisses. Both girls' pussies were GUSHING at this point, perfectly ready to get thoroughly inseminated.
"Mmmm that feels nice," said Andre. "Now take turns sucking on your lollipop. I'mma decide which one of you nice girls I'mma knock up first."
Belinda strategically let Kim suck first, assuming the petite little ricebunny could never get that thing in her tiny little mouth. But to Belinda's astonishment, Kim managed to get her tiny Chinese mouth open just barely wide enough so she could wiggle her pretty face downward and slowly work Andre's helmet in her mouth. The diminutive Asian girl looked like she was fellating a baseball bat, that big black cock was so absurdly oversized for her. Belinda was fuming, how dare that bitch! Soon the air was filled with cute gagging noises as Andre started facefucking his little oriental prize. Obviously Kim was cheating somehow, just like every Chinese student does.
"Aight, that's enough, don't wanna waste that nut," said Andre. Kim obediently pulled her face out of his lap and looked up into his eyes beaming. The harlot was proud of herself.
Suddenly there was a banging on the door. A man's voice started shouting something in Chinese.
Kim rolled her eyes and stood up. "Sorry Andre," she said. "That's my boyfriend I was telling you about. He's so fucking needy."
Kim fixed her blouse (it had got all messed-up so her brown-sugar tits were hanging out). "Be right back," she said, and left the room to go calm down her boyfriend.
"You're not really gonna put this beautiful thing in that nasty little slant-eyed slut, are you?" said Belinda. She sucked Andre's cockhead into her mouth and expertly slurped it, letting it bulge her pretty cheeks out as she bobbed her face up and down on it. The freckles on Belinda's cheeks looked adorable on that scandalous BBC tent.
"Maybe," said Andre.
Outside the apartment, there were sounds of an argument in Chinese. Kim's boyfriend was yelling something and Kim was yelling something back. To Belinda, it was an opportunity to take advantage of. She stood and peeled off her tight jeans and her blouse. She twirled around, showing off her assets. Wiggling her hips, she slid out of her panties next. The wisp of pubic hair on her mound was just enough to show Andre she was a real blond. Then she climbed on Andre's lap and started rubbing her labia up and down on his gorgeous cock, wetting it with her pussy-juice.
Kim came back in the room. "Sorry about that, baby," she said.
"It's aight," said Andre.
Kim saw what Belinda was doing and quickly took all her own clothes off. Kim had a really cute body. At first Belinda had assumed Kim was just one of those beanpole Asian girls, skinny from eating nothing but rice all day. But with her clothes off, it was obvious Kim took care of herself. She had good muscle tone and she carried herself with confidence. Unlike Belinda's little wisp, Kim had a JUNGLE of thick, exotic, tangled black pubic hair.
Kim got on the couch on hands and knees and started kissing Andre's big black cock, even while Belinda was still grinding her pussy on it.
