” My mind was trying to protest Carl’s aggressive behavior, but my cock was agreeing with it. After observing Kayla’s body over the last several...months, I was warming up to the idea of fucking her, and even looking forward to it. And Carl was right about my desire for his cock too. I could hardly wait to suck him again, and as often as he demanded it. There was just something about the thought of me being submissive to a dominant black man with a huge cock that got me sexually aroused. The next. We had an agreement that if any of us saw someone getting hassled we would stop it. It took several demonstrations to get the point across.The school was a large one and included grades 7 through 12 on one campus. On the first day the usual "let's harass the new kids" started. The particular thug that picked me seemed to get angry when I ignored him and tried to shove me into the wall. I think he was saying "I'm talking to you twerp!" but he didn't get to complete the statement thoroughly. She began to stroke my cock through my boxers, as I began to run my hand over her pussy. The friction of her hand and my boxers on my dick sent a wave of pleasure through my body. I rubbed her faster and faster, and in response she stroked me faster still. Our hips ground together, our hands rubbed at the other’s genitals and we saw bliss reflected in each other’s eyes. Her wet spot grew larger and she began to moan, softly at first, then louder as I groaned at my need for release. Angie’s. I could have eaten her forever. I felt her spasms and knew she was going to cum pretty quickly. I kept it up and loved her taste and the sensations I was giving her. She was cumming in great waves. She was moaning in ecstasy and telling me not to stop and was playing with her tits and tweaking her nipples. My mouth and tongue were getting a little tired from all the activity. I had to stop and come up for air. As I straightened up she laid there and catching her breath told me that she loved.