.why the fuck are you wearing that?" I responded, my cock straining against my jeans. My eyes went to her legs as she moved them, spreading them apart...and showing off a bare, pink pussy that was just begging for something in it; whether it was a tongue or the throbbing meat in my boxers.Then that... That bitch just started to laugh, closing her legs as she looked me in the eye and laughed. "You fucking loser! I knew you'd do this if I teased you a bit, no wonder your girlfriend left you. I bet. He had clung to the vain hope that he had hit some sort of glitch in his father's cell phone account.With a trembling hand, he hung up, his fingers still curled around the receiver. His fingers tightened until the knuckles turned white. He lifted the receiver and slammed it back down, as if thinking this would somehow force the line to clear.He picked up the phone a forth time and punched in his father's phone number, meticulously copying it digit by digit from the piece of paper, his heart. I never did her daughter.However, I did "mate" with two of her white girl friends, one at a time.As an aside, I was young and foolish and NEVER used a condom. Lucky for me and the girls and in fact, all of my lovers, nobody has been impregnated by accident. And there were no STD's. I now however get swabbed every couple of months.Now, we move to my college days. I was lucky to get a sports and scholastic scholarship to a more prestigious Big Ten school. And in that time, I was pleased to. I reached a second orgasm while he still fucked me. I felt his cock getting bigger and his thrust getting harder. Suddenly my blindfold was removed and I could see again. I felt the guy behind me gripping my hips real hard, so hard I thought I would be bruised later. I looked over and saw this great strong looking black guy fucking me. As I looked at his face, I could see that he was about to cum. Jim was fixed and we never used protection, but I was not on the pill. I was about to warning him,.