Chapter 1 - Nao
"So you're that black transfer student..."
'Nigga, what?' Was Atticus' immediate thought. He turned, then looked down at a kid damn near a foot shorter than him punching his fist as if he was intimidating. 'What's this lil nigga's problem?'
Atticus was indeed the black transfer student. His grandfather, Ignatius Cane, was a tycoon with a massive conglomerate that spans across the globe. He plans on building a new business in Japan, and Atticus will be it's future CEO after graduating college. Atticus thought he should live in the country, and get a feel for it's culture for a couple years before heading a company that's smack dab in the middle of it.
"Hiroki, stop already." He looked towards the stacked baddie that was trying to put some sense into the boy. She met his eyes then blushed and looked away.
"Be quiet, Nao. This guy's been hitting on you as soon as he got here, hasn't he? I'll teach him a lesson. Don't worry, I know karate." The bottle blonde dipshit asserted.
"That's not the issue here..." Nao muttered. She was right. Atticus was already 6'4 and was tightly muscled due to mixture of good genetics and hard work. Hiroki was barely pushing 5'7 and was scrawny. This was a bad matchup.
He thoroughly whooped his ass and enjoyed every second of it. 'Lil shit acting I was harassing this chick. I flirted maybe twice and she reciprocated, so I gave her my number. I kNoW kArAtE. Didn't stop you from getting your ass beat, stupid fucker.'
He had his foot on the boy's head as the boy was in full dogeza, body covered in bruises.
"P-please forgive him. He'll really die. He'll never do this again. H-Hiroki, come on! Apologize!" She urged while she bowed ninety degrees in apology.
"God damn it." He uttered. "I'm so sorry."
Atticus turned and left after that, not sparing either of them a glance. Nao looked at the downed form of her childhood friend. 'We've been together since kindergarten, but this is my first time seeing Hiroki get beat up like this. Black men are, after all, really strong.'
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He got out of the shower and saw he got a text. It was from Nao. "This is an apology for Hiroki's actions." She sent a picture of her lifting her school uniform and showing her large, bra-clad, tits. He wasn't a tit guy, but loved seeing them all the same.
He replied with his address, and replied. "If you want to properly apologize, come to this address."
It wasn't even twenty minutes later that she was ringing on his doorbell, her uniform still on. He ushered her into his home and invited her onto his couch. She looked a bit nervous as she shuffled around.
He sat next to her. "So, what is it you're gonna do to apologize?"
Her face reddened as she toyed with the hem of her skirt. "A-ano..."
Rolling his eyes, he reached over and took one of her soft and tiny hands in his and guided it over. She watched as her dainty hand was placed directly onto the bulge on Atticus's thigh. Her heart exploded into life, it felt massive. Thick, wide, and the heat was emanating through the fabric.
He began moving her hand up and down the long shaft. Nao wasn't even going from tip to base, yet it felt impossibly long, her eyes couldn't be torn from it. "You want to see it, don't you?"
"I-I do." Her hand was now stroking up and down by itself.
"Tell me what you want, Nao-chan."
"I want to see your big black cock, please." Nao said through staggered breaths.
Smirking at the affirmation, Atticus pulled his shorts off slowly. His massive black cock bounced out, free from captivity. Nao audibly gasped as it came into view. It was beautiful, far more perfect than she'd imagined in her fantasies.
She sat there openly staring as Atticus leaned back to allow her to admire his full manhood. Even his big, heavy balls were spilling onto the sofa and resting on it. "C-can I touch it?"
"Go on."
Nao's hand shakily moved towards his monster cock. Her little fingers curled and wrapped around the hard black meat in front of her. He was so thick she couldn't get all the way around. It felt so heavy and strong in her hand. A lump in her throat rose as she slowly and purposefully began to slid her hand up and down his impressive length, watching the skin move and feeling him throb.
"Do you like it?" Atticus said, playing with one of her twintails.
"I love it. It's just so... big. I can't believe it." She said, awe-struck. She quickened the pace, hand moving up and down him, from tip to base. Nao had never touched a man's cock before. She felt powerless to stop herself from stroking him now, not out of a concern for his reaction, but because she wanted it.
Atticus put his hand on her waist and pulled her close to his body. His deodorant mixed with his natural musk was intoxicating, as her small body pressed up against his mass. She liked the feeling of his hands on her body.
"I'm a bit too big for just one hand, don't you think? Best you use both." He said.
"Whatever you want." She replied in a trance, twisting her body to give both hands access to worshipping his massive cock. She stroked both hands up and down his shaft, paying special attention to the sensitive head of his cock. She had to lean over on her knees to properly get access to him, thus equally giving him access to her ripe ass.