White Freshman Blac Coeds

11/24/2005, Thursday

Thanksgiving at Nia's house was controlled chaos, but it was fun. She and her parents plus little sister and brother made 5. Linda and her 2 plus me was 4 more, arriving about 10AM. Then about noon Charlie and Lenora and their brood made 6 more. So 15 people in a smallish house was a lot, but it was nice because it was family. I hadn't had

family

for so many years that it was a bit overwhelming.

"Is this stressful for you, baby?" Nia looked concerned, and little apologetic for the noise and activity.

"No, love. It's nice, actually. I'm just not used to it, that's all. But I love how you all tease and joke with each other. I guess I never knew what I missed..." And she hugged me, tight.

Erika and Nia and her little sis helped in the kitchen, while I sat in the living room with Nathan and Charlie watching a football game. I didn't know what had happened to Linda's husband, and didn't ask. All the younger kids were upstairs playing video games or something.

I didn't know much about football, but I soon figured out who they were rooting for, and when they cheered, I cheered; and when they groaned, I groaned. On the commercials Charlie asked me what I was studying, what I wanted to be, and like that, but Nathan didn't directly talk to me much.

Nia brought us snacks and beers, and hung around me a little, trying to say things to her dad about me and us, but he remained aloof. Not hostile, but not exactly inquisitive either. He did look at Nia side-eyed though when she took a big swig of my beer.

"What? I'm all grown up now, Daddy!" She said it playfully, giggling-like.

"You might be 'grown up,' but you ain't

grown

yet!" Playful too, but with an edge. "You been drinkin' over at that college?" He gave me a pointed look, which Nia caught.

"Sometimes, but just at parties. And I drank before I met Mark. In fact, he hardly drinks at all." Still standing, she looked at me and smiled. "He watches out for me."

Her dad just kind of

hmmmph

'ed, and Nia went over with a big grin and kissed him on the forehead. "I still love you, Daddy. But I'm not a little girl anymore." She turned and gave me a wink that only I could see, then went back to the kitchen.

And me? I sat there quiet as a church mouse, trying desperately not to draw attention to myself. Because what Nia had just done, though she'd been playful about it, was tell the man who'd cared for and protected her for 18 years that she was an adult now and could (and would!) make her own decisions. And I didn't need him thinking any of that was my doing.

Pretty soon the moms decided it was nice enough out that all us kids and young people should go to the park 2 blocks down. So a couple basketballs, a skateboard, and a frisbee were gathered and we moseyed down there, Erika and Nia charged with keeping an eye on the younger ones. It was sunny out, probably high 40s, no wind: a nice fall day in Michigan.

"Did you touch her?"

"What do

you

think?"

"You didn't."

"He

did

." That was Erika, smiling devilishly. We three were sitting on a bench at the side of the basketball court.

"We hugged after. Of course I was going to tell you."

"I know you would've." Nia gave me a trusting smile and a peck on the lips. "Erika told me all about it last night anyway." The girls giggled at each other.

"And here I didn't call because I didn't want to wake you."

"You're so gallant, my love! Anyway, if you're willing, we thought we might take that further tomorrow. It's Black Friday, so if the 3 of us can get away without Kayla, maybe we can do some 'shopping.'" She used the air quotes, and Erika looked at me lasciviously. "We'd take the minivan, of course, and make use of that folding-down bench seat feature..." She looked wickedly at Erika, and I felt a bit like a rabbit in a den of wolves.

She

-wolves.

"Well, it's been some time since I've 'been with you,' and your little performance on the road yesterday, plus Erika's machinations last night, have left me rather...

randy

."

"Well,

Randy

," Nia said as she pressed a breast into me, "if you play your cards right, tomorrow you'll have me

and

Erika to fulfill your erotic fantasies."

"Promise?" I said that to Erika, who leaned a boob into my other side and came just shy of kissing me.

"

Promise

," she whispered, her lids half-closed, tongue licking her lips.

Nia giggled. "C'mon, let's go play!" She tried to pull me up by my hand, but I resisted.

"You guys go, I'll join in a few minutes." The jacket I'd worn was only waist length.

The girls laughed at my predicament and trotted off to join their cousins and siblings playing basketball. Watching Erika trot from behind was a study in mass, deceleration, rebound, and resonant frequencies.

Dayam that girl had a butt!

I had a fleeting thought that I wish Trey was here to see it, so we could talk about it.

Back at the house we all gathered around the table groaning with delicious-looking food while Miss Linda said grace. It'd been a while since I'd been to church (the Boys Home took us most Sundays) and I felt a little guilty. Back at WSU I should ask Nia if she wanted to go to church together, that might be nice.

And then we all ate until we couldn't eat anymore. And then of course we ate some more. But the second round was on the fly as people watched the game or talked in the kitchen or scampered up and down the stairs for video games.

And then the desserts came out: pumpkin pie, apple pie, bread pudding, banana pudding, and something I'd never heard of, sweet potato pie. "Baby, you

have

to try my Aunt Linda's sweet potato pie! No offense, mama."

I tried it and it was good. A lot like pumpkin pie, but sweeter-like. I told Miss Linda I'd never heard of it before, but it was quite tasty. She and Miss Lydia told me it was a 'black thing,' along with the made-from-scratch macaroni and cheese we'd had.

Erika chimed in, "All those carbs and sugar is what gives black women these booties!" And she jutted that booty out at me for emphasis. Nia and the 3 moms/sisters busted out laughing.

Lenora said, "Nia, show us what you got!" And when Nia did, which was nothing like Erika's, Lenora added, "Girl, you must not'a been eatin' your mama's good cookin' like you shoulda been!" Which brought on even more laughter and good-natured ribbing.

"Mark likes my little booty just fine...though he does--" she made air quotes with her fingers "--

like big butts and he cannot lie."

I'm sure I turned the color of the cranberry sauce still out on the counter; she had to go

there

, didn't she?

"Oh?? What's this?" Lenora asked, but Lydia, Linda, and Erika were looking at me quizzically too.

I demurred to explain, but Nia didn't hesitate. "There's this cool coffee shop just off campus that Friday nights has spoken word and karaoke, and my spontaneous beau here, young,

white

Mark thought it would be fun to learn Baby Got Back and then spring it on some of us girls from the House one night!"

She was beaming at me with real admiration, but I was wishing I was anywhere else. I'm weird like that, I guess: in the moment, singing the song, I loved the attention.

Loved

it. But to talk about it afterward, being the center of attention like that wasn't my thing.

"Mark! Nia didn't tell me

that!

" That was Nia's mom, but the others were making similar sounds. "I guess you knew the song before?"

And that led to Nia telling her/them all about the music I listened to, and some of my favorite songs and artists. "I swear, sometimes I think he's blacker than me!" She side-hugged me while all the ladies laughed.

I made an excuse to join the men watching the game, but I could still hear the ladies chattering and laughing in the kitchen, though I couldn't make out many of the words. I mostly hoped they weren't talking about me, but kind of hoped they were. Nia had been right: her mom and aunties had taken to me easily. Her dad on the other hand...

When I sat down to join them he didn't say anything, but Charlie welcomed me back, asking if I liked his wife's apple pie and whatnot.

I said it was delicious, and then, "Hey Charlie, you need another beer?" He said sure. "How 'bout you, Mister Carter?" He just nodded yes, so I went and got 3 beers from the fridge (it got mysteriously quiet when I walked into the kitchen), opened them, and headed back to the living room.

Charlie took his with a "

thanks, man

," and Nathan took his with a simple "

thank you

." And that was the end of any interaction with him that night. Later, Nia started up another game of Scrabble. She won most of the games, but her mom won one, and I managed to win one, no small feat against her.

The football game ended and Mr. Carter said he was going to bed. Charlie started making noises to Lenora about going, so she rounded up the 4 kids and they left out, burdened with covered plates and trays of Thanksgiving dinner. The remaining adults (me and Nia, her mom, Linda and Erika) played some other games, but then people started yawning, so they decided to pack it in for the night.

Tomorrow would be Black Friday sales for us teenagers, while the two teachers would be enjoying a day off from "those kids." Devon asked if he could spend the night with Joshua, and Linda said he could. Then she and Erika and I (laden down with plates and foil dishes of food) went out to the cars. Nia helped carry stuff, and when Linda and Erika drove off Nia walked with me over to the minivan.

It was a cold night, and when we got to the van we unloaded the food into the side door, then she walked me around to the driver's side (where we were shielded from anyone looking out the house windows). She pushed me into the side of the van behind the driver's door and snuggled herself into me, pulling my unzipped jacket tight to her shoulders. I grabbed the bottom corners and stretched them around her back as far as they'd go.

"Well, at least he hasn't killed you yet. Just give him time, please?"

"Time to KILL me??" She laughed into my chest, but I knew what she'd meant. "Of course, babe. Did Theseus back down from the Minotaur for the hand of Ariadne?"

"

See!?

That's why I love you so much! How many guys--shoot, how many

people!

--know the tale of Theseus and the Minotaur like that? I love you for your mind more than your body too." She snuggled into me contentedly.

"And I guess that's the last secret I'll be telling

Erika!

" A callback to yesterday when she'd said the same thing about Gabby. She giggled, but didn't say anything. I slid a hand surreptitiously up to cup one of her breasts through her shirt and said, "I do love your body though, let's not forget that."

"And I yours," as she slithered a hand down to cup my hardening penis through my jeans.

"You guys are close, aren't you, you and Erika?"

"Yes. She was always like a big sister to me. We're only 1 year apart, so not that much of a

big

sister, but like a

senior

sister. And of course we were in school together a lot, and did 'school' things together, like games and dances and stuff."

"I could tell; you guys seem to have a really cool bond with each other. But listen, I'd never want to come between you two, so if, well, we don't have to 'do' anything together, ya know?"

"I know. But I actually

want

to. I've had, I guess,

sexual

feelings for her for some time, but only just realized it yesterday on the drive over here. I don't think she'd freak out if I approached her about that, but it would be easier with you there as kind of a catalyst. Plus, I want to share you with her, let her feel how good you are at kissing, and touching, and--" she stretched up to nibble my earlobe, "--

licking

."

"Oh my God, I'd love that! Last night it was all I could do to--well, you know."

"I do know. Erikah told me all about it." At my earlobe again, "

Aaaaalll about it..."

She was rubbing my crotch harder, and I was mashing her breast harder; but I figured I'd better stop this before it went too far.

"Well, you steer things tomorrow, and I'll follow your lead. And thank you in advance." I pulled her face up and kissed her deeply, and as I did, I pulled and twisted my groin away from her. She wasn't keen to stop, but knew I was right, so she let go and reached both hands up to hold my face and neck as we kissed. Her hands and lips and tongue felt so warm and reassuring, I never wanted to let go.

"Think you can keep Erika from seducing you tonight?"

"I don't know: you talked me up so much today I'm afraid she might be in love with me now."

"You may be right. But I love you more, remember that!" She kissed my cheek quickly, then turned and jogged to her front door.

Back at Erika's house that night she and I were able to catch King Kong on HBO almost at the beginning, so we mostly watched that in the basement den and talked about various things, but nothing 'happened.' At the end of it we stood and she hugged me quickly, and before I could react (which would've been to hug her back, if I'm being honest), she gave me a light peck on the cheek, and with a gleam in her eye said she'd see me tomorrow. Her eyes glancing down at my groin left no doubt about what part of me she thought she'd be seeing.

The next day, Black Friday, I drove us over to Nia's house. It turned out that Kayla had already been picked up by a friend and her mom for shopping, so that was a relief. Being that she was 15 and a girl, I'd thought she might be going along with her big sister and big cousin. And maybe the cute white boy her sister liked? But anyway, that was no longer a problem.

We bought some small things from Best Buy and Target so we wouldn't come home empty-handed, then with an impish grin Nia directed me to the Goodwill store on the black side of town. Oh boy...

"Mark? Are you there?" I moved closer to the changing room Nia and Erikah were in and said yes. "Would you tell us how these clothes look?" The door was unlatched and pushed out slightly, and I took it from there. And holy crap! Nia was standing behind a topless Erikah, cradling a fleshy breast in each hand and looking at me devilishly.

"Do you like

this

shirt better, or

that

one?" On the word 'this' she'd shaken Erikah's boobs, and on 'that' had nodded over toward some shirts still hanging on hangers.

"Um,

that

one, I think." Nodding at the invisible shirt on Erikah.

"Good, it's my favorite too." Erikah was looking at me sultrily, Nia's ministrations on her nipples probably quite arousing for her. The dressing room was the end one of three in a rectangle attached to the side of the store, and its doorway pointed toward the back of the place. Also, its door swung out toward the main part of the store, so the only way anyone could've seen in was if they'd been behind me along that wall of the store.

"And what about the pants? These--" she started unbuttoning Erikah's pants! "--or those?" Nodding toward the other wall where some pants were hanging. She unzipped Erikah's jeans and then slipped her hand down inside her panties!

"Oh definitely

those

!" Erikah groaned, I think because Nia had found her pleasure button.

"Great minds think alike!" Then in a whisper Nia told me to come in if the coast was clear (it was), then added, still whispering "

Erikah's going to pre-pay you for something. Take it out through your fly.

" I thought about protesting, or stepping back outside, but Nia's little head shake shut that down when I started to move), so I resigned myself to my fate. As if it was a real sacrifice! My dick had gotten hard at first sight of Erika's breasts, and was all-in on this adventure.

So I fished my hard penis out through my fly (which the guys reading will know is a delicate maneuver). Erikah moaned when she saw it (again). Nia smiled at me with raised eyebrows, like, "Are you enjoying this?"

Holy fuck

, how was I so lucky to have a girlfriend like this? Smart, pretty, sexy, uninhibited,

and

willing to share me with other girls? I learned later in life that that last attribute is extremely rare in women. So to have that combined with all her other great qualities? You bes' believe I did everything I could to keep that girl happy.

"You like that, cuz? You ever seen a white one before?" Erikah said she hadn't, and kind of slumped back into Nia, her eyes half-closed with lust now. "Have you ever

touched

one?" She hadn't, she whispered in a low moan. "Then reach out and touch it. Then take over for Mark jacking it."

Erika wasted no time, probably primed by seeing it but not being allowed to touch it Wednesday night. I moved my stroking hand down the shaft to give her room to touch the head, and when she did,

Wow!

I nearly came.

"Oooo! Somebody's close! Slow down, big guy. Erikah, get on your knees." More of a command than a suggestion; Nia was playing out her dominant side. She helped/forced Erika down to her knees, following her down and continuing the energetic assault on her nipples and clit. "Suck it," she commanded.

I pointed it out toward her, holding it at the base, and she looked up at me from under her eyelashes while she aimed those delectable lips toward it, already in an 'O' shape. I watched mesmerized. The only thing I cared about in the whole wide world at that moment was watching those Dick Sucking Lips engulf the head of my raging hard cock. And she was teasing me by approaching it oh-so-slowly, never losing eye contact with me.

I'd learned about 'DSL' (pronounce like 'diesel') from Trey, and so many of the yummy black girls on campus had them. Nia didn't, so much, and that was okay; she had lips that sucked my dick, certainly, and that was beautiful to watch, but she didn't have those pouty, full, red, glistening lips that make your dick twitch at just the sight of them. Erika had them, and they were

juuuust

about to envelop the head of my dick.

And then it happened: with her lips puckered and protruding, and just the smallest of a round hole in the middle, she touched them to my glans. POW!!! I groaned and bent forward involuntarily at the exquisiteness of it. Erika smiled up at me before sliding her suctioning mouth down the length as far as she could. And then she swirled her tongue around it, which almost made my knees buckle.

"Make him come, quickly. And Mark, don't pull out at the end." I looked at her bug-eyed, like are you sure? But her wicked smile and nod told me she was. And I think Erika wanted that too, because she moaned and

mmhmm'd

into my dick as she really started going to work on it. I was jacking and she was bobbing, and here we were where anyone who cared to could get close and hear what was going on. It was delicious.

"This little hussy think she can go around seducing just anybody's boyfriend, but Nia don't play that." It was hard for me to process dialogue at the moment, but Nia was talking like Erika talked. This wasn't "Myra's" ghetto speech, but it wasn't Nia's normal vernacular either.

"I'll gladly

loan

my man to anybody, but they at least need to

ask

first!" Erika jumped and then squealed into my cock, because I think Nia had pinched her nipple on '

ask'

. "And I was going to let you come, but the more I think about how you tried to go behind my back, I don't think I will." Nia wasn't talking like she was really mad, just that Erika had overstepped her bounds, and an atonement was needed.

"Grab her head, baby, and screw her mouth till you come."

Wow!

I hadn't even really done that with Nia yet, and she was wanting me to treat her

cousin

that way. A look confirmed that she meant it, so I grabbed behind Erika's head on both sides and began to pump into her mouth.