She pulled her lips from me, looking up at my face with a big grin as she jerked my cock, shifting to get both hands on it. I didn’t have a ‘big black cock’ like in porn - most of us didn’t, really. It was about average length, somewhere between five and six inches depending on how hard and turned on I was, but I did have one thing going for me. It was a fat, thick cock. Add to the fact that Amelia had dainty little hands, even for a white girl, and it took both her hands to fully encircle it - there was overlap, I wasn’t ungodly thick, but seeing those pale, porcelain-white fingers stretching around my black cock was ... God, it was an aesthetic.“I always wondered what it looked like,” Amelia smirked a little at me, the hardness of her demand falling away to be replaced by her usual playfulness. “This guy is gonna take some work.” She lowered her lips back to the head of my cock, kissing it messily while maintaining eye contact with me, her grey irises locked onto my expression. Aga

The whole of her was this skinny, delicate thing and yet somehow those pussy lips of hers were meaty and plump, with prominent inner lips in a neat lining that begged to be tongued and sucked on. Even her pubes, a soft blonde thatch of curls, were attractive and sexy and so different from any woman I’d been with. Just as she looked like she was ready to start lowering herself I sat up and caught her hips and little butt with my hands.“Taaayyy,” she groaned in frustration.“Condoms,” I said. If I wasn’t going to come up with any rational thought that my mind couldn’t corrupt to serve my cock, I could still think of ways to protect her.“I’m on the pill,” Amelia said. “Religiously. And I know you got a clean STD check after what we found out about Jane and my parents. I got one done too, just in case, and I’m clean. We both are. Now unless you’re going to shove me down on your thick black cock, let me go, Tay.”I let her go, having nothing else to argue with her over. She wiggled her h

Breakfast had been fast and utterly normal compared to our wake-up. We’d gotten to the kitchen around the same time, and I’d made the coffee while she made the toasties, and then she was headed out the door while I paced up to my home office. I only needed to be in my actual office on Mondays and Tuesdays after all the policy changes following the COVID lockdowns, which I’d gladly taken advantage of.Today I had almost wished I was in the office proper though, if only because it would have distracted me from my thoughts.“I’m back here,” I called.Amelia’s footsteps trailed through the house, heading into the kitchen and then back to my office. She came into the room with a glass of water, still wearing her backpack. Today she’d worn a loose pair of jeans that had more holes than denim - apparently, that was in style despite it being winter with snow on the ground - and a cute long-sleeve fleece sweater.“You didn’t say hello,” she said with a frown as she walked around my desk. There

I clapped my hand down in a spank on her ass, making her yelp and laugh.“Fuck me, Tay. Fuck the shit out of me right here at the goddamn dinner table,” she begged.I got my cock into position and, for the second time that day, started to enter her tight channel as her body worked and stretched to accommodate my girth.We didn’t need to fetch the lube this time.I was just pulling down the sheets on my bed when my bedroom door opened and Amelia walked in. After dinner, and cleaning up the mess from knocking things off the table from our fucking, we’d gotten back to our usual routine again. Amelia had studied for a bit while I caught up on ESPN, and then she’d come over and curled up next to me on the couch and we’d binged a couple more episodes of our most recent Netflix show before it was time for bed.Amelia smirked at me a little as she rounded my bed, and pulled back that side of the covers as well. “Thought I wouldn’t want to sleep with you again, Tay?” she asked. “Last night was

“I’m an idiot,” I mumbled between kisses.“No,” she mumbled back. “I’m an idiot ... I’m so sorry, baby ... I should have ... realized something ... was off...”We finally stopped, panting from the long kiss.“What are you and her expecting here?” I asked.“Some fun,” Amelia said. “Like I said, Charlie is bi. We hadn’t really talked about it, I realize now, but I’m bi, too. I haven’t been with a guy other than you since high school, but I had some fun at college with girls before I moved in here. Mostly from the team. Charlie and I hooked up once before, and she’s fun. And she’s had a crush on you for a long time too.”“Amelia,” I groaned. “What happened to keeping things quiet about us?”“It’s not letting a secret out if she fucks you too, Tay,” Amelia said as if it were an obvious loophole.“She really wants that?” I asked.“You can ask her yourself,” Amelia said.I kissed her again, and she reached down between us and rubbed my cock through my sweats. When we separated I went into t