Roxiana Ch 02 1

My name is Roxiana Lopez. I just turned 19 a week ago so I'm feeling like an adult now. You know how it is, right?

Anyway I'm in my dorm. I have a single bed, a flat screen tv, a closet, and a mini kitchen; on the bad side I have to use a community restroom. Meaning all the young 'ladies' have to hear each other take a dump.

I have a big bubble booty. I think that's the most important part of this intro, right. All the guys love it. The way it jiggles and rocks when i move an inch.. Aye it gets me wet just thinking about it. But funny thing... All the girls be making these mean crunchy faces when they see me.

But I am jealous of those girls... They aren't virgins.

Surprising right. That me Roxiana from Brazil... Columbia.... Puerto Rico... Where ever my mama and papa are from; they never told me.

Moving on, surprising that I can't get a guy to fuck my ass. They want to get some of this sweetness... But I'm waiting.... Holding out. For the right person to do it.

A prince charming.

The fact is that my butt hole was never touch, even when I offered it, until yesterday. Damn papi fucked the shit out of me! My booty still hurts.

Speaking of papi.

I turned my head from my laptop across from my bed. There under my pink sheets and cuddling with my Mr. Fluffy bear was my first fuck... Clayton Royal.

His mouth was open in a big 'Oh' shape. His big forehead complements his wavy hair, sad eyes, wide nose, and full lips. His chin pointed down to his muscular frame and husky body. His carmel and red mix skin tone was to die for sexy; like a carmel apple!

I can't say that didn't I love his personality, act of uncertainty, charm and smile... But the man had dick for days.

My mouth begun to water in thought of that monster. And the fact that the swollen red head of it was sticking out from the sheets made me stare at it. Like a predator looking at its pray.

I know his dick head must be sore from all the sucking I gave it last night; thus, the colour is understandable.

I stood up. Smelling more sex in the air. The scent of seaman, pussy, and ass was strong. I couldn't help but enjoy the fragrance.

I slowly walked over to him butt naked, and hungry for more seamen. My little sweaty feet barely made a sound as I tried my hardest not to disturb his sleep.

Then again it's about 7am. He needs to get up!

I made it to him and whispered in his ear with my hand firmly on his dick head, "Hey papi. Hey wake up?"

I licked my hand and spit on it. Then I began to jack him off slowly. But my thoughts were wild and I want his lollipop in my mouth.

"Get up Clay," I said kissed his hair and his ear, "Wake up."

He's precum oozed on my hand. Its thick, white, gooey texture ran in between my fingers.

I tasted his salty cum when most of my hand was filled with it. He was the first guy I gave head to. And the first cum I tasted. Papi was good...

He was my absolute first in every way.

You should have seen his drunken face when he ate me out in the girls bathroom last year. And his confused face when he did it this year!

I couldn't hold it anymore. The thought of his tongue reaching all the right places and his dick in my mouth.... Priceless.... I put my face down to level to try to get the whole thing in my mouth.

SMACK!!! Was followed by a lot of clapping sounds my ass made as each cheek jiggle next to each other.

I turned to my ass and saw Clays hand on my ass and his fingers deep in my crack.

Next I saw his eyes. Those pricing brown wide open eyes were terrifying.

I screamed and jumped back. My ass making another huge clap in mid air.

He lifted up and screamed. Looking at me oddly. Then be held his head.

"Damn Roxy.... Good morning," he said, started to get up, but stopped when his feet touched the ground, "Are you okay?"

He didn't seem to remember smacking my ass to all hell. That's good. I didn't want to seem like a horn-dog.

"I saw a spider. I'm very scared of them," I said and looked around for his clothes feeling embarrassed. Then I heard loud German music. "Pa- papi? You have to go."

"Why?" He questioned and stood up quickly. I threw his pants, shoes and shirt at him. "But I just woke up."

"I said get out Clay!" I yelled and pushed him to the window. We are on the first floor, so he wouldn't be hurt to bad.

He landed awkwardly on the floor holding his side. Next he got up saying a wide variety of curse words. Third he jumped up to me holding on to the window ledge. Last he gave me a sloppy kiss then jumped off.

"I love you." He said and started to straighten out his shirt. "But this shit right here... This shit is wrong."

Then he ran away. I did feel guilty, so I yelled after him. "I love you papi. Pick me up at twelve okay. We can eat out!"

He shook his head and ran faster. Trying to make sure no one sees his dick.

I was hoping he knew I was talking about food when I said we can eat out. But who knows?

As I watched him disappear in the distance one of my roommates, Chelsey, pulled up in her red Honda.

She is so freaking annoying. She would have had a field day if she knew that me and Clay had sex... Anal sex no less!

I closed the window and stated to straighten up some more to get rid of that exotic smell. Yet wishing that the sheets would still smell like our musty, sweaty bodies.

I sprayed and put my clothes up in the dirty clothes basket. The Lysol didn't help so I lit some candles. I was saving them for my boyfriend Ray... I thought he would be my first.

Okay I know what your saying. If I had a boyfriend why did I sleep with Clay... I didn't want to tell you.... But Ray said some mean things to me before the party.

He came too pick me up and make up because of our last argument.

Ray has red skin, long hair, mean sharp eyes, glasses, a small nose. He is skinny as a rail, yet is at least 6 foot 1.

I don't know what my heritage is but he knows his. He talks about his mohawk Indian bloodline all the time.

He's smart as hell too. He kelp a 4.0 from second grade to now, our sophomore year in college. I would like to say he was ugly but I can't. That boy was cute like a girl if you looked past his thick eyebrows!

But in our last argument started when he told me he had sex with a girl when he met me that same night. He asked me, "Who was your first?"

I was ashamed of it, but I thought I loved him, so I said, "I'm a virgin. But last year I went too this party. I wasn't drinking but this boy was. I don't know his full name but people called him Clay..... He told me things no one ever told me before. It was like I was having sex even though nothing was in me. I told my self that one day I might have sex with him."

He snapped and yelled at me, "What was he talking about."

"He was drunk. And he just ate me out in a rest room... No one ever actually did that to me.. So yeah I fucking enjoyed it." I said and smiled.

He smacked me.... Not a pimp slap. But a quick hit to the forehead. Still I was shocked and ran away from him.

He hit my face a few other times... But he was a good man. He just needed time to come around.

And like most of my boyfriends I gave him the chance to fuck my butthole. Of course he said no.

Like a dumb person I talked to him still. I didn't know why he acted like he did a lot.. But I loved him.

The morning of the party him and his friends pulled up in his white . Chelsey and I were outside.

I was having a good day! The sun was out and the smell of candy was in the air. I ran to his car in my booty shorts watching as every guy took side looks at me.

"Hey Ray!" I yelled as Chelsey walked slowly behind me. "How are you?"

He rolled his eyes and said in Spanish, "You're a slice of unobtainable rotten bubble booty that no one can have. You're a mixed bitch with sour pussy lips and a lumpy butt. And you can go shove tacos up that musty anus of yours too!"

BOOM....that was it. I knew he said his hurtful words in Spanish so no one could understand it... So that no one can hear his hurtful words.

His friends laughed and agreed with him.

Tears formed in my eyes as I turned and ran.

Chelsey reached in the car punched Ray and pulled out a chunk of his hair! While doing a battle cry.

You would think she knew what he said as he drove off and she yelled in violent statements.

She found me in my room with girls that tried too clam me down.

Chelsey was a gladiator. She has violent eyes, short brown hair, full lips, and a strong jaw bone. She towered over me at a high 6 foot 3.

She wasn't much chest but had a nice butt.

It was in the shape of a bubble teardrop. Like the lower half of her ass, was heavier and held more fat.

I wanted her ass. Mine was fat, and bubble. Yet firm and slightly soft. It reached out from my lower back about three inches. To me it is.... Fat? Sometimes I don't understand what they see in it!

"What did he say too you?" She said in her thick German accent. "I swear I will rip his balls off."

I tried to tell her, but my tears wouldn't allow it. One of the girls that knew spanish too, over heard what he said

"He said..." She got closer to her, "You're a slice of-"

I didn't want to listen to it again. It was horrible. I couldn't help but feel sick to my stomach. I couldn't wait to go to the party and.... Forget.

But after hearing what he said Chelsey was shocked like everyone else... Who could blame them?

I tried not to think about it. So I didn't stop cleaning. When I caught myself out of my daze I was sweeping the floor. The ceiling fan was on, and the dishes in my little kitchen were clean.

Chelsey walked over to me looking grim, "Roxy?"

I looked over and put my pink robe on, "Yeah, what is it?"

"You look so sad. It's okay girl." She hugged me and whispered, "Who was that guy last night!"

I pushed her back and walked quickly to my closet so I could pick out clothes. Hopefully to forget about what she said.

When I turned around she had a stupid smile on her face, "What?"

"Nothing.. It's just that you have a glow." I grabbed my soap and walked toward the door. "Oh my God he hit it?"

"No!" I yelled and grabbed my cell phone to make sure he didn't text or call me, "What do you mean by 'hit it'."

"Are you still a virgin?"

"Yes. Well my ass isn't." I said blushing and I shook my head. "I don't like this conversation."

"Is he small?" She asked a little over exited.

"Oh no..." I said and walked out the door in to the hallway, "He's a big boy."

"Oh. You know I know it hurts the first time. But that seconded time!" She started to shake her ass while walking with her hands in the air. "You'll be use to it!"

The hallway was dirty. Dirt and little parts of some of girls clothing littered the floor. Like there was a fight in this hallway. It makes sense that I didn't hear it.

Chelsey said a few more words, but soon walked away when she noticed my attention was on our dirty surroundings. Some people should be ashamed!

I opened a door to an empty bath room. To my delight of course! I walked pass the stalls and the sinks into the shower room nude. Loving the rare peace, and quite.

I turned on the shower in one of the free sections. Closed the curtain behind me just in case, and I tested the water- not too hot, not too cold, but just right.

I washed my long wavy hair and in between my ass again. I ran my hand over my pussy to remember everything he did. And if I didn't forget those vibrating balls I would've been having a field day now.

I was for the most part fresh so I left earlier than normally. My class on medical terms started soon and I didn't want to be late.

It took me an hour to get dress. Yesterday was wash day, and I needed to wash my clothes because I forgot. A lot of stuff happened..

When I finally left my dorm at 9:50 I was pleased with what I was wearing. Since in Detroit the mornings and nights were cool I wore a pink and brown hoody. Under that was my makeshift belly shirt. I made sure to wear my blue legging type jeans that complements my body. The victoria secret lace thong and bra only made me feel expensive.

As I walked I couldn't help but noticed the amount of eyes that were on me. To lose that stalker type feeling I put on music and saw that I had a text message.

Papi sent at 9:47: What's up?

I texted back quickly not wanting him to wait to long. I walked slower.

Me: HEY! How are you?

Papi: Good just chilling right now. You?

Me: Oh that's good. I'm just going to class. It's over at 12 so just pick me up afterwards. I think I told you what my class was today.

Papi: Nope you told me where it was.

Me: It's a medical terms class.

Papi: See you then.

Me: Love you....

Papi: Love you too.

I turned off my phone to not get distracted by the feeling of texting him. So I sat in class patiently waiting and writing notes.

There I was waiting for him in front of the building for thirty minutes. It's not his fault. I got off at 11:20. So he should be here in ten minutes.

I sat under a tree thinking about love What is it? I don't know. I was just in deep thought as i ran my hand through my hair. Humming a sweet tone.

A car horn went off and there I saw him in a black truck. It wasn't that nice. In fact the truck looked worst then the street. But that didn't matter, only the person in it did.

As I walked over to the man I felt like time was going slow. He looked at my hips sway, but then smiled as my face showed from out of the shade.

He had on a white shirt, flip flops and cargo pants. Compared too my get up we looked comfortable. But I thought he would be dressing expensive...

I sat in the car slowly so he can get a good view of my butt. Then I looked at him and smiled.

"Hey Clay." I said and excepted his kiss. His lips were so soft!

"Hey, how was class?" He asked and started the car and drove off. "You smell nice."

"Thanks." I said, "Class was good. I didn't go a lot of stuff today."

He stopped at a stoplight and looked at me. "Where do you want to go."

I love nice places. Like red lobster or places that sell pricey things. But even though I know from experience that the guy brings a lot of money on the first date unlike the other times. So I wanted to do something different.

"I want some McDonalds." I said and held my firm stomach, "I'm tired of just eating fruit."

"Well damn okay." He said shocked, "I was going to get Wendy's."

"You weren't going to take me somewhere nice?" I asked a little fussy, "I mean this is the first date."

"No I wasn't." He said and grabbed my thick thigh firmly near my pussy. Sending sparks up my back. "I wanted to do something different. I was going to take you somewhere cheap at first so that you can appreciate something expensive from me in the near future."

I was impressed. He had a plan, and didn't seem to care about that I want. But took charge and gave me what I might want. I had to respect it even if i hated it.

"But-" I stopped and moan in surprise that he was rubbing my pussy. Since the pants were fitted it felt like I had nothing on. I became wet almost instantly, and from the sweet sex smell it was coming through my pants.

I zipped the zipper down and allowed his fingers to run along my nearly exposed sweet spot. I was happy we were in a truck, so no one can see his two fingers rub me.

"Clay what are you doing?" I asked moaning, "What?"

He stuck them in me as I moved the front of my thong to the side. I felt him touch the walls of my pussy. His long fingers played with every inch it could reach.

He drove with a straight face paying attention to the road. I knew he had to be hard. His finger movement was way to random for him too not be exited.

As we pulled into a McDonalds he stopped. I didn't want to tell him that I was close to cumming.

He licked his fingers clean hungrily, and fast. Then asked, "What do you want?"

"You to eat this sweet pussy.." I was shy and blushing so i said it quietly. "But... I want two cheeseburgers."

He jumped out the truck, and turned to me, "I'll be back."

I put my head to the side my the window and fixed my self. I was sweating like a slave even though the truck was cool.

I watched him waiting in the store too. Talking to some cute girl at the register. I wanted to go in there and hurt her.

He came out with two big bags. I was done cleaning up. So when he came in the car the only thing that wasn't fixed was the sex smell.

He laughed and said, "I forgot the get drinks."

"Um.." I wonder.. Did he rub my pussy because I was mad, "It's cool. I have some things in my dorm."

He acted so cool and calm as we drove off. Like nothing ever happened. I wanted him to rub me again. So I took his hands and did it to myself.

He smiled and said, "Your pussy feels so good."

"Aye.. Thanks papi..." I said in fingering heaven.

We pulled up slowly and I opened the door. My legs felt weak. I wasn't sure what to say so I kissed him.

"I'm glad you put my hands back." He said, "If you want something just do it and see what the other person will do."

"I love you!" I said and kissed him and pulled him toward me. "You know.. I was worried you were going to reject me."

"Never.."

"Roxiana?" A heavy voice said."Is that you?"

I turned and saw two people. A man and a woman.

Heart beating. Mind racing. I scratched out the words I was afraid I had to say, "Hi mama.... Hi papa."

To be continued. . . .