When I got to my apartment the first thing I did was go to my room, take all my clothes off and empty the bag Ron gave me onto my bed and examine the content.
I quickly came to the conclusion that Ron and his friends were dirty old men who just liked to fuck young nubile women. Not that I had a problem with that, by now I was willing to let anybody with a big black cock take me for a ride.
I know I'd only been with Ron twice but I was eager to try out as many new experiences with as many black guys as I could get and Ron's club was going to be my ticket to what I wanted and needed.
I picked up a pair of sheer stockings and pulled them on; the sensation of the cool material sliding up my smooth legs felt nice and was completed when I put on a light powder pink suspender belt that fastened to my stockings front and rear. I sat on the bed and put on a pair of black patent leather shoes with 2inch heals and a thin buckle strap across the front.
I stood, looked in the mirror and ran my hands over my stomach to my bare pussy, pressing gently on the tender flesh until I felt my clit start to protrude from between my pink lips into the cool air then stopped pressing so that it returned to its little hot wet home.
My god, I was breathing heavily and thinking about Ron ploughing my ass and pussy with his magnificent cock. I turned to look at my bottom in the mirror and ran a hand over it feeling the suspender belt before pulling the cheeks apart and looking at my pink star that was still stretched from Ron's masterful efforts at breaking me in.
Next was a short pleated navy skirt that came to mid-thigh, just long enough to cover my stocking tops when I was standing straight and a white short sleeved blouse the buttons straining to hold my tits in the thin material with my erect nipples clearly visible.
I shook the bag again; the only thing that fell out was a hand written note.
Kim you are not to wear any panties or bra with this outfit and you are always to make yourself available to Mr Sadiq and the Principle whenever they ask, have fun I'll see you Saturday for some more fucking.
I could feel the excitement start to build at the thought of getting back in the saddle for Ron.
I walked around the apartment getting used to the feel of my new shoe's and outfit, every time I bent or crouched to pick something up I was very conscious that the smooth peach of my bare pussy was going to be on full view.
After a couple of hours I took my clothes off and carefully laid them on my dresser before taking a shower and going to bed early. I watched a slush movie on TV and drifted off to sleep.
I woke at 8am put on my dermology cream and then had a hot bath before moisturising and getting dressed in my new outfit then I put my hair in a pony, painted my nails and put on my red lip gloss before leaving for my 10am class.
On my way to college I stopped at Chads to get some moisturiser, when I bent to put it in my bag he commented on my bare ass and tried to touch it. I slapped his hand away playfully and told him it was off limits until Ron said so. He said he was saving up for a club membership and when he had enough money to join he was going to make me take his black cum in all my hot holes.
I leaned forward putting my hands on my knees saying it wouldn't harm to have a little feel of what he was going to get when he joined. He ran his hand up one stocking clad leg and under the hem of my skirt before running it over my bare bottom then onto my smooth peach.
I felt a finger press onto the moist line between my swollen lips and start to press in slightly. I wanted to let him finger me but knew if I didn't stop now I'd end up getting a thick load of black cum before I even got to college so I stood straight and took a short step away while holding onto his wrist. I turned to face him saying "uh uh honey that's just about enough."
I noticed the tip of his middle finger was wet and held it up to my mouth before sucking it clean then let go of his wrist and picked up my bag. I told him I'd be back when I needed more cosmetics and he said "no problem Kim you're welcome back whenever you like."
I blew him a kiss and walked out, lifting my skirt to flash my bottom at him before I walked out onto the street.
When I got to my first class I sat in my usual seat, got out my text books and prepared for what was surely going to be a dull couple of hours. The lecturer looked at me over the top of his spectacles as he sat in front of the class then stood and walked over to me before speaking to me in a low voice.
"Kim Johnson the Principal has asked me to let you know that you have to report to his office at 10:30am precisely."
"Yes Mr Smith."
He coughed "and Kim you appear to have forgotten to wear any under garments today."
"I didn't forget sir."
"Perhaps that's why he wishes to see you Kim."
He sat back down in his seat and kept looking at me as he started his lecture.
I slowly parted my knees a little more each time he looked up until I was sure he could get a good look at my smooth pussy.
After about twenty minutes I gathered my books, put them in my bag and walked to the door as Mr Smith put on a short film and stood by the door waiting for me "Kim would you like me to show you something after class."
I whispered back "I think what you want to show me is the wrong size and color sir, I only like the big black ones.
When I got to his office, his secretary, an old white woman with a sallow complexion, tight grey perm and horn rimmed glasses looked at me with very disapproving eyes, pressed the intercom buzzer and with a monotone voice said "the next one is hear sir."
The reply came after what seemed like ages listening to animal noises on the intercom while we both stared at each other slightly embarrassed "tell her to take a seat, I'm just, Cumming uurrggghhh" and the intercom went silent.
"You heard him honey, he's just 'ahem' Cumming, now be a good girl and take a seat."
There were muffled noises coming from his room while I waited, after about ten minutes Summer came out, she was dressed identically to me, although her skirt was crumpled and her blouse was un-tucked and barely buttoned up. I stood to give her a hug and noticed her lip gloss was all smudged and her mascara had started to run.
I pulled her closer and said "are you ok Summer? Did you get hurt?"
She replied "no Kim it was wonderful, I'm going to freshen up then come back."
"Summer, can I smell cum on your breath?"
"You sure can Kim, you better not keep him waiting, the Principle doesn't like it." We kissed and I watched her leave, the Principles secretary just shook her head as Summer walked passed her.
I tapped gently on the frosted glass window and waited for an answer.
"ENTER"
On the stern command I gingerly walked into the room and closed the door behind me. I could smell male musk and sex in the room. I licked my lips and tasted the sweet salty tang of cum that lingered from Summers kiss.
The Principles office was palatial; it was more like I'd imagined the presidential suit at a five star hotel to be like. Deep pile carpet, embroidered drapes mahogany furniture with red leather upholstery, gold and ivory ornaments on the main desk with easy chairs in an arc around it.
I was starting to feel nervous as a voice with a deep southern accent spoke to me.
"Miss Johnson take off your blouse and skirt and come over here immediately, you're late."
I turned to look down the other end of the room in the direction the voice came from, as I started to unbutton my blouse. A big fat sweaty black man was sitting naked on a red leather lounger. He had one leg bent at the knee with his foot on the red leather and one foot on the ground.
He was leaning back with one hand on his large stomach and one hand holding a riding crop, which he was pointing at me as he spoke "Hurry up I ain't got all day, god you're as dumb as the last one, Stand there." And he pointed the crop at the floor next to him.
I took off my blouse letting my titties free as I walked towards him then stopped briefly to slide the skirt over my smooth thighs before continuing.
As I got closer, I could see his thick black cock lying across his thigh, the cut head, with a deeply defined ridge around the helmet touching the red leather of the lounger as the veiny gnarled shaft corkscrewed across his leg in an impossible arc. All his pubic hair was shaved off and his large balls had a sweaty sheen on them as they rested between his thighs.
I stood where instructed with my feet slightly apart and my hands behind my back.
The Principle raised the riding crop and pushed it into the soft folds of my pussy hard enough to make me stand on my tiptoes. "You're as pretty as Ron said you are Kim; let's just hope you live up to expectations. Does the riding crop feel uncomfortable?"
I nodded my reply and he pressed it in harder making the whip like shaft bend with the strain. "When I ask you a question young lady, I expect a reply."
"Yes sir it's starting to hurt my pussy."
He released the pressure slightly, slowly moving the head of the crop between my lips until it caught my clitoris. I felt my knees go weak with the sudden rush of pleasure as he stimulated my most intimate parts. Then drew it forward and up, the tip sprang up as it slipped off my clitoris and was then brought back down with practised aim and force onto my aching pussy.
The sensation of being brought so close to orgasm, then having it taken away was unbearable and frustrating.
The Principle laughed out loud as he looked at the disappointment in my eyes then did it all again, raising me onto my tiptoes then oh so close to orgasm.
I looked at him as he laughed, dropping the crop at his side and raising his massive bulk up to a sitting position with his powerful arms. His ivory white teeth grinned at me as he patted the red leather between his spread thighs. "Have a seat Kim; I could do that to you all day just to see the look in your face. Ron was right; you wear your emotions like an open book for everybody to read.
As I sat down he put his hands around my waist and guided me closer to his cock. I felt the cool leather on my bottom as he positioned me with my legs across his thigh, two large hot sweaty balls pressing into my bare thigh above my stocking top. I could feel the heat from his gnarled horse cock as it pressed against my stocking clad thigh. His fat stomach pressed into my slim form making me feel even smaller than I am.