In Nightshade I told the story of how my roommate introduced me to interracial sex. The story continues about my relationship with Lee, a married black man, my college roommate, Karen, and her boyfriend, Jerome.
I never asked Lee about his marital status. I was pretty sure that he was married to a white woman and I KNOW he was having sex with other girls besides me. Normally that would have infuriated me, but then normally I would never have dated a married man. I was beginning to do a number of things I never thought I'd do. I didn't call Lee because I was always afraid his wife would answer, but when he called me I was always willing to meet him somewhere.
Being Karen's roommate, I was getting looks and smiles in class from both guys and girls. Karen was openly bi with a notorious sexual appetite, and everyone assumed that I was much more than just the girl who shared her dorm room. They assumed that we were lovers and that I was the same way Karen was when it came to promiscuity. I was not, of course. Karen assured me I was always welcome to join in whenever she was having sex, which was just about every night. She always licked her lips when I came out of the shower, but she never pressed the issue. The temptation was always there; simmering.
I shared Biology 101 with a guy named Brad, who I knew was dating a long haired blonde because I'd seen them making out before class. He pulled me aside one day and asked for a favor. "I'm so fucking hard right now it's driving me crazy," he said to me. "Can I get you to give me a blowjob?"
I was stunned. I barely knew the guy and he thought he could walk up and ask me that? I would have punched him in the nose if the offer wasn't percolating in my mind and sounding hotter by the second. I certainly wasn't the kind of girl to give a guy a casual blow job. Or was I?
"Brad, we've got to be in class in ten minutes," I said. "We don't have time for that."
"It'll only take me five," he said. "Please? I'm so horny right now." With that he opened the door to a lecture room I knew wasn't going to be used for a couple of hours. He stepped inside and looked at me. I don't know why, but I stepped in and locked the door. Something about it all was wildly erotic.
I was on my knees in seconds. Brad wasted no time in pulling his pants down and offering out his cock. My conscience was asking me what the hell I was doing, but my libido was urging me to go for it. I didn't hesitate. If I had, I probably would have run out of there. I just leaned forward and took his dick into my mouth. My hand encircled his hot shaft and I began to stroke him.
Brad was right. That thing was hard as a damn rock. I could taste pre-cum almost immediately. I felt like a total slut, on my knees in the lecture room, sucking off a guy I barely knew, but I KNEW I would masturbate to this image that night.
Brad's hands were on my head as I sucked him. He whispered how good I was and how great it felt. I just wanted him to cum so we wouldn't be late for class. He did have a nice cock. I loved the way it felt in my mouth; so hot and hard. I was really beginning to enjoy sucking. I began to understand how Karen could enjoy it as much as she did.
Brad didn't take longer than just a few minutes. I felt him tense and then begin to cum. As he did, I pulled back so that I held just the tip in my mouth. That way there was room in my mouth for his cum, and I could swallow it without spilling. I stroked him with my hand as he pumped streams of hot cum into my mouth. When he was finished, I made sure to get every drop from his softening cock.
I stood up just as he finished fastening his pants. "Thanks, Nikki. You were great," he said. He gave me a quick hug and left. I waited a moment and stepped out as well. The taste of his cum was still in my mouth as I went to class. From then on I carried breath mints in my purse.
I HAD to tell Karen about it when I got back to the dorm. She gave me a big hug and congratulated me on coming out of my shell. I should have felt ashamed, but I felt like I had overcome a milestone. I was becoming less like me and more like Karen, but I was enjoying every second of it.
That night I didn't have a date. Jerome came over, so I lay on top of my bed in my sleep shirt and toyed with my clit as he pounded Karen's pussy hard. She left her door ajar so I could hear them better, and I left mine slightly open as well. The memories of the day and the sounds of the night combined to give me a very nice orgasm. I never inserted when I masturbated, but as I listened to them I began to wish I had a cock inside me, even if it was latex. I decided it was time for me to buy a vibe. What would it hurt? After all, Lee was pounding me senseless at least once a week.
I heard Jerome grunt as he came inside Karen. I couldn't help but envy her at that moment. For as much as I was beginning to enjoy the taste of cum, there was nothing quite like having a big cock erupt inside you. I figured that Jerome was big; maybe not as big as Lee, but then who was? I knew Karen must be in Heaven right now.
"Nikki, can you come here please?" I heard her call from her room. I didn't stop to question why she would be calling me. I simply stood up and walked into her room. She was lying on her back with Jerome beside her on the bed. They were both naked. From the look of Jerome naked, his cock was almost as large as Lee's was. Karen had her hand over her exposed pussy. I could see a little seepage near her red painted nails.
"Jerome came inside me and I forgot to take my pill," she said. "Could you lick his cum out of me?"
My jaw dropped open. I'd seen Karen naked before but this was NOT something I was into. Even though I knew she was bi, I certainly was not. I started to stammer out a response and she asked again, "Pretty please, Nikki? I'd do it for you."
I was still hesitant. After all, Jerome was right there, watching. She pulled her hand away and I could see his creamy load oozing at the opening to her freshly shaved pussy. I had no desire to lick her pussy, but the cum DID look inviting. I finally let out a sigh and climbed up on the bed. I tried to not think about the implications of what I was doing. I was helping a friend to not become pregnant, which was a noble thing, right? I put my mouth on her pussy and began to lap up the cum.
His cum tasted stronger that Lee's, or even Brad's. Even though it was mixed with Karen's juices I thought I could distinguish between the flavors on my tongue. Karen pulled her legs back as I plunged my tongue deeper and deeper into her hot pussy. The taste of Jerome's cum got weaker and the taste of Karen's juices got stronger. I soon moved to her clit and was licking her eagerly. I'm not totally sure at what point I made the transition, but she was squirming under me and I wanted to make her cum.
I forgot that Jerome was even there until I heard him beginning to stroke his dick. I sat up on my knees and licked my lips for them both. Karen's fingers pulled her labia apart wanting more, but I had no intention of stopping. I pulled off the sleep shirt and tossed it aside and continued to lick my roommate's pussy. Karen moaned under me and began to thrash around. I couldn't see Jerome, but he had climbed off the bed.
I jumped when I felt his mouth on my pussy, but I didn't try to stop him. Karen was about to explode and I was getting hotter by the second. I felt Jerome's tongue invading my pussy and swirling over my clit. Whatever he did to me, I did to Karen. I felt her gripping my hands as she came. Jerome was still licking me so I really didn't move. I just chewed on her labia for a moment while she cooled down, and I began again.