My Boyfriend’s Big Black Bully Fills me Up and Sends me Back Dripping!

His Nerdy Girlfriend Taken by his BBC Bully: Part 1

The music bass was thumping hard, bodies twisting together between the rooms of the frat house, drink after drink being knocked back as the party-goers worked their way through the stages of inebriation. I was becoming well lubricated. Whatever sugary drink the frat guys had cooked up was good, but I could taste the sting of hard liquor underneath the sweetness.

I stuck to the side of the room, watching my sorority sisters dance with the young men of Phi Kappa Alpha. A lot of them were athletes and most were damn hot if you were looking, which I wasn’t.

“Holy shit!”

My friend Maddy fell down on the couch next to me, breathing heavily.

“Did you see? Darian’s here!”

Shit! I thought to myself. That’s all I needed right now. Darian Morris was a running back on the college football team and an all around big man on campus.

He also happened to be my boyfriend’s bully.

“Fuck it!” I said. “I’m out of here!”

“Aw, c’mon!” Maddy pouted and pulled me back down to the couch. “Just stay for a little longer.”

“No way!” I said. “If Darian sees Will, it’s just going to turn into a pile of shit. I’m not dealing with that.”

I don’t know why Darian had it in for my boyfriend. Will wasn’t what you’d call a threat, but every time Darian saw us out together, he’d make some snide comment that would leave Will angry, sad, and, worst of all, completely impotent. Unfortunately, there was nothing Will could do. He was an IT major and the closest he got to sports was on his Xbox. He just couldn’t stand up to someone like Darian, and I didn’t want him to. Will was a smart, gentle soul. Not like Darian at all.

I fumbled through the crowd, trying to make my way to the front door while being jostled by the hot, musky bodies of couples in various stages of undress.

When I got through the press, I realized that in my drunken state, I’d let my body be thrown towards the back of the house.

I was standing at the entrance to a long hall which led to the rarely used library and, if I remembered correctly, a backdoor to this den of iniquity.

I stumbled down the hall and pushed through a door, relieved to see the shelves filled with largely untouched books. Large windows showed the merry lights twinkling outside, fat flakes of snow falling slowly to the ground.

I hurried towards the door leading out into the snowy night, pushed against it, only to find it locked.

“We had to lock the doors,” a deep voice said behind me. “You know. To keep out the weirdos.”

I turned, and my heart skipped a beat. Darian Morris stood in the doorway, smiling at me.

I hate to admit it, but the athlete was gorgeous. He has dark chocolate skin spread over a lean, muscular body. I’d seen the things he could do on the field and I’d heard from my sorority sisters the things he could do off the field.

“Ok,” I said. “I guess I’ll go out front.”

Darian took a step in front of me.

“Come on, Phoebe,” he said. “What’s the hurry?”

I took a step back from him, more excited than scared. Darian always had this effect on me, and I hated myself for it.

“Listen, I just need to leave and meet up with Will.”

“Ah, yes,” Darian ran his hand across the back of the leather couch. “Little Wilie.”

“He’s not little!” I felt my cheeks grow hot as I was forced to defend my boyfriend.

“That’s not what I heard,” Darian said. “Suzie Myers said he has a tiny cock!”

“What the hell?” I knew Suzy was Will’s ex-girlfriend and Will was still torn up over the breakup. He’d be devastated if he found out that not only had Suzy fucked Darian, but she’d talked about Will in front of his bully. “Well, she’s full of shit!”

“Maybe,” Darian stepped forward. “Or maybe you just don’t have anything to compare it with.”

“Why do you have to be such an asshole?” I spat. “Will’s never done anything to you.”

“Yes, he has,” Darian moved forward, his hard body inches from mine. “He has you.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Come on.” Darian reached forward and touched the edge of my glasses. “You must know I’ve wanted you for a long time.”

“You’re crazy!” I said, but my heart nearly stopped at Darian’s confession. “You could have any girl you want. Why me?”

“Look at you.” Darian took my hand, stepped back, and looked down at my body.

I was dressed for a night out, a short leather skirt that showed off my firm things and a crop top that exposed my taut stomach while also displaying my round breasts. I didn’t normally dress this way, preferring to be more covered up, but I was dressed this way for Will. He loved it when I dressed a little on the slutty side.

Now Darian’s eyes were taking in every curve of my body as if stroking me with his eyes. I suddenly felt naked and very warm.

“Stop!” I couldn’t help blushing as Darian appraised every inch of my body. What girl hasn’t fantasized about being with a hot, college athlete? I had given up on that fantasy in high school. I had been far too nerdy to attract the jocks’ attention. However, with Darian here, the heat of his gaze making me wet, I got lost in the dream.

“It’s true.” Darian reached up and slipped off my glasses. “You are so beautiful.”

I turned my face away from his gaze, but he lifted my chin and gently turned my head back to him.

“Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it? You and me?

“What? Never!” I said, and that was true. I’d never thought of Darian as anything but a bully. Now, however, my thoughts had been forced to shift in an entirely new direction.

“Sure,” he sneered. “And I’ll bet little Willie gives you all you need.”

“He does!” I snapped, but already I was wondering. What would it be like to be with a big, black athlete? Was it true what my sorority sisters said about Darian, that he could go for hours and his cock… his cock…

“I have to go.” I said suddenly and brushed past Darian.

Darian gripped my arm with a warm, powerful hand. Part of me had been expecting, maybe hoping, he would stop me.

“Just let me show you what you’ve been missing,” Darian asked. “No one has to know.”

“I can’t,” I moaned, but the heat was pulsating between my thighs and creeping into my belly.

“Can’t or won’t?” Darian asked, then leaned down and gently placed his full lips on mine.

Maybe it was the alcohol and maybe it was Darian, but when Darian’s tongue slid between my lips, I sucked on it, our kisses becoming louder and wetter.

“Oh, God!” I moaned and pushed against Darian, my ass hitting the back of the leather couch. Darian pinned me against the furniture, his hands pulling up my skirt. I tried to stop him, but my will was weak and soon the tight fabric was up over my hips.

“I knew you needed it,” he murmured in my ear. “I knew you needed someone who knows how to treat a woman.”

“Oh, nuh…” Darian cut off any protests with his lips, drawing me in with his hot, wet mouth. Then, his lips were on my neck and I watched through a haze of lust as he dropped to his knees.

“I know you want it,” he murmured, pulling my panties down over my ass.

“No, I don’t,” I said, but my legs opened for him, inviting him in.

“Ok,” he said. “All you have to say is stop.”

He leaned forward and planted a burning kiss on my inner thigh.

“Anytime you want,” he said, and his lips moved closer to my aching pussy. God! I was dripping! It was so wrong! I had a boyfriend. Not only that, this was his bully.

“Just say stop,” Darian mumbled, then his mouth was on my pussy,

“Fuck!” I cried out, my hips bucking against the back of the couch as Darian’s tongue snaked up my slit and hit my swollen clit. “Oh, fuck!”

“That’s not stop,” Darian chuckled and dove deep into my fevered cunt.

“St… st…” The word was on the tip of my tongue when Darian sank a finger into my needy cunt. He sucked eagerly at my pussy lips, then closed on my clit. His long finger curled upward, and I felt him hit the spongy roof of my cunt. I cried out in shock as a pulse of energy shot from my pussy directly into my brain.

Darain worked my pussy expertly,. His secret knowledge of my body only turned me on even more. Instead of pushing my boyfriend’s bully away, I gripped his head and pulled him deeper into my cunt.

“Fuck!” I screamed as the orgasm ripped through my body. “Fuck!”

Darian rose quickly and kissed me hard and deep, my tangy lust on his lips.

“I knew you wanted it!” Darian growled, gripped me by the neck and threw me over the back of the couch. “What do you think Willie would think if he could see me fuck his girlfriend?”

“No!” I moaned. “Don’t talk about him!”

“Why not?” Darian gripped my hair and wrenched my head back until his lips resting against my ear. “He doesn’t deserve you, and you know it!”

“No!” I sobbed. “Why do you have to be so cruel?”

“Because it turns me on!” He dug his rough fingers into my pussy. “It turns you on too!”

“No!” I moaned, but already his long fingers were working me towards another orgasm. I thrashed against the couch, my moans of pleasure filling the room.

He yanked his fingers from my cunt just before I could cum. I whimpered and looked over at my shoulder at him.

Oh, God! He was undoing his pants, pushing them down over his hips. My brain froze in shock when I saw the huge, black python bounce from his underwear. It was big, bigger than I had imagined! It looked less like a cock and more like a thick, dark limb moving between the hard muscles of Darian’s thighs.

“Oh, God!” I moaned as he slid the hot, heavy length of it up the crack of my ass. The pale skin of my buttocks made the dark shaft look even longer. “Please, I’ve never…”

I bit my bottom lip to hold back my confession, and Darian chuckled.

“Never what?”

I moaned, my ass wiggling involuntarily under his shaft. My pussy was aching and needy, the primal lust for that superior cock overwhelming my brain.

“I’ve never had a cock that big!” I panted, giving into the heat of the moment and my rising desire.

“That’s what I thought,” Darian snickered, and positioned his cock at the entrance to my cunt. “Don’t you worry. I’ll be gentle.”

He pushed the fat head of his enormous cock past my lips. I groaned, his girth stretching me to the point of pain. He was true to his word, however, and he slowly worked his cock into my cunt, then withdrew, letting my body get used to the idea of being invaded by a huge cock. A real cock.

Then, with a last thrust, Darian sank his dark meat all the way into my pussy. Fuck, I was so full! I could feel his pulse throbbing through his shaft. For the first time in my life, I was completely and utterly connected to another human being.

“Now I’m going to fuck you,” Darian hissed in my ear. “I’m going to fucking ruin your cunt for you little boyfriend.”

“Oh my God!” This was bad! I was going to get fucked by my boyfriend’s bully and I liked it! Why? Why did I need this so badly?

Then, all thoughts were gone as Darian withdrew his cock to the tip, then slammed the full length of it deep into my center. I cried out in pleasure, the hot shaft caressing every inch of my cunt and burning all the way to my belly. Darian growled, which only increased the pleasure. Dark hands gripped my ass cheeks, and he slammed into me, driving me into the back of the couch. I looked up, caught a reflection of me in the reflection from the bookcase. Superimposed on the backs of old books was my face and, looming behind me, the glistening ghost image of Darian’s dark body as he hammered me towards another powerful orgasm.

Every thought, every doubt, was driven from my body by Darian’s beautiful, dark cock. Darian leaned over me. At some point, he had taken off his shirt, and I felt his hot, black skin press down upon me. I was completely in his power, overcome by the power of his body.

“You like that, slut?” he growled in my ear.

“Yes!”

“Better than Willie?”

“Yes!”

“Say it!”

I moaned as the shame and guilt flowed through me only to be beaten back by the power of my building bliss.

“You’re better than Willie!” I screamed. “So much better!”

“Thatta girl!” Darian grunted. “What a good little slut!”

I tried to protest, but Darian increased his assault on my tortured cunt. Instead of protecting my boyfriend’s reputation, my traitorous body suddenly exploded in orgasm under Will’s bully.

I screamed and thrashed under Darian’s body, unable to control my limbs. Darian continued to pound me, then sank his thick shaft deep into my belly. I felt his cock throb, then I was filled my pussy was being filled with hot, sticky cum. As my orgasm continued to reverberate through my body, my boyfriend’s bully spewed his hot seed into my womb, claiming every secret cranny of my cunt in a way my boyfriend never had.

After several minutes of desperate panting, Darian pulled his cock from my cunt. His cum spilled out of my pussy and down my thighs, dripping onto the hardwood floor.

“Beautiful,” he murmured as he looked down at my dripping cunt. “Now, you’ll know what it feels like to have a real man when Willie fucks you.”

I moaned, but I couldn’t summon the guilt like I had before. My body felt too good.

I expected Darian to leave, but he didn’t. Instead, he helped me stand and smooth down my skirt. Then he kissed me.

“You are too good for him,” he murmured, and I didn’t have the will to fight back.

Then he bent down and plucked my panties off the floor. He balled them up and stuck them into his pocket.

“If you ever want these back, you know where to find me.”

He chuckled and left. I found my phone and saw a text from Will.

Will: I’m here. Where r u?

I stifled a sob. Poor Will. While he was looking for me at the party, I was fucking his bully. I brushed back a tear and texted back.

Phoebe: Sorry. Tired of this party. Meet me out front.

Will: Sure. Love u.

Phoebe: Love u too!

I swiped another tear from my cheek and looked down at myself. I looked fine, although I had just had the best fuck I’d ever had. I smoothed my skirt down over my hips and walked to the door, Darian’s hot cum still dripping down my thighs.

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