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It had happened before. As I got undressed, men's cock started to rise. It was happening now as I took it in my hand. It wasn't the biggest I'd become familiar with. It was as big as any I'd been familiar with.

And to my joy, it was uncut. I was going to have fun with it and I thought I had a good chance to deep-throat it.

Since Professor Harrison seemed to think of me as a girl, I thought I'd show him that I sucked cock like a woman. Slowly I put my lips over it, and just as slowly worked those bright red lips down that thick black shaft.

That reminds me, Professor Harrison's cock was as black as coal. His head blackish-purple if that's even a color and his balls as black as his shaft. And that ball sack was big.

I considered playing with a foreskin, foreplay. There would be no foreplay today. I put my lips over that shaft.

One thing I always liked to do, especially the first time I did a guy was to look him in the eyes as my lips sucked. I made eye contact with Dr. Richard Harrison as my lips slid down his shaft. I hoped he could see that I was smiling. I should be, his cock was as good as I'd ever sucked.

Big, thick, tasty. Who could ask for more?

I think he was surprised when I got to his ball sack and stuck my tongue out, trying to massage it. I couldn't. I could feel the wrinkly skin on that sack. Later, I planned on enjoying his balls in my mouth.

Not now. Still looking "Big Dick" in the eye, my lips started going up and down. I'd had plenty of practice. Up and down my lips went from that ball sack to that now exposed cockhead.

"You don't suck like a girl," he laughed.

I was going to take it out, and tell him, "no, I suck like a woman. Like the best woman who ever gave you a blowjob."

I didn't. I kept looking him in the eye as I bobbed up and down. Every once in a while, while my lips were down by his balls, I'd stop to savor it. Savor the joy of that big cock deep in my mouth; past my tonsils if I still had them; in my throat.

I could feel Dr. Harrison's cock throbbing as he got close. I did something, I'd learned from one of those high school teachers; something I hadn't done in a while.

Just as he was about to cum. I took that long black meat out of my mouth. I wanted to watch him cum. Oh, I wanted to taste it, but for the first time, I wanted to watch him spurt.

Dr. Harrison surprised me. "Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah," I called as he shot that first load. The surprise was that for a man his age, how high he shot, and how much.

"Awww, awww, awwwww," he grunted.

Another surprise: the second blast was almost as impressive as the first, but not quite as high. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh Dr. Harrison. You're like a fountain."

I put my lips over it. There was a third shot. Not nearly as big. I took it in my mouth. It was delicious. As tasty as any cum I'd ever enjoyed. After a much smaller fourth blast, I took his cock out of my mouth. His creamy juices had dribbled down to his balls. I licked it all up. I even licked it off my hands.

"Dr, Harrison, you have the best cock I've ever sucked."

"I'm surprised; for a girl your age you seemed to know your way around cock."

"Dr. Harrison . . ."

"Sorry, for a young woman, you do know how to give a man a great blowjob."

"I'm glad I was able to prove to you that I'm a woman."

"Now, what am I to do with you?"

I thought I understood what he meant. "You could look at your schedule; compare it to my schedule and we could arrange another meeting to discuss African American studies or as you correctly determined, my interest in African American cock." I kissed his cockhead.

Once a week, and almost every weekend, Dr. Harrison and I met. My interest in African American cock; specifically, his African American cock increased as did his interest in my mouth. That African American cock and my mouth seem to be made for each other.

After that first time, I always played with his cock before I sucked it. I played with his foreskin; I stuck my tongue inside his foreskin and played with cockhead; I nibbled and stretched his foreskin with my lips. I played with his balls with my tongue and sucked them into my mouth. Dr. Harrison seemed amused that I was fascinated with his cock.

I was still mesmerized watching him spurt. Damn, those first two spurts really were like fountains. Of course, when I did him a second time, it wasn't like that, but his creamy man juice was still tasty.

The more I saw him, and blew him, the more comfortable I became with his size. It seemed to get easier swallowing it all. I loved it.

One Friday night, things changed. As always, I stood in front of him and undressed. To be fair, it wasn't really a strip tease. I took off my halter, blouse, tee shirt, whatever. I knew he liked looking at my tits, Every man had. As I undressed, they got hard then harder.

Skirt, jeans, shorts came off next. Until today, my thong or bikinis stayed on. "Corinna, why don't you show me that pussy?" Dr. Harrison asked.

I was a little shocked. The last time I took them off was in high school when I let Jonah Isen fuck me. That was the first and last time I got fucked. Like I said, I was underwhelmed. Blowing a guy was so much better. So much more fun.

You should know by now that I liked, no loved cock sucking. I'd always used fear of pregnancy as my excuse. Like I said, blowjobs were like my personal birth control.

I'd always had a sense of what might happen if I took off my panties for some guy. Dr. Harrison wasn't the first to ask.

It was the first time I stood in front of a guy and took off my underwear, and I'm not talking about my bra.

My bush is big. It's big because I never did much down there because no guy was going to see it. I did just enough so that nothing was showing when I wore a thong or a bikini.

You know I'm blonde, and my pubes confirmed that I was a natural blonde. To be fair, my bush is a light, light brown mixed with blonde. It's almost the color of gold.

I was a little shy about taking off my panties. I mean I'd never done it before. I had no problem taking off a guy's boxers or briefs. But my own? I was hesitant. But Dr. Harrison and I had been seeing each other for over three months. We knew each other pretty well. I trusted him.

I'm not even sure what I meant by that. I mean when I came to his apartment, I trusted that he'd let me blow him.

I have no idea if Dr. Harrison had ever been with a white girl, I mean woman before, but when I dropped my panties, his cock sprang up almost instantly.

"Now, that's a beautiful pussy," he smiled as he stared at my bush.

You may not think that after all the blowjobs I'd given him, that I couldn't be embarrassed but I was. Except for that Jonah Isen high school boy, no one had seen me like this. Even then, Jonah and I were in his parents' playroom and all the lights were off.

Dr. Harrison stood up and took me in his arms. I could feel his cock poking me in the belly. I still had those 4" heels on. We kissed on the mouth and one of his hands went to my pussy. It was like an electric shock.

I'd never felt anything like it. He continued and I started to squirm and moan. "Corinna, let me take you to bed."

Now, I'd been in bed with guys before. They'd be on their backs and I'd be on my knees. It was much more comfortable than kneeling on the floor.

With Dr. Harrison, I had the sense that he had something else in mind. The sense I had was that he wanted to fuck me. As you know, I don't do that. In case you haven't been following I'm a cocksucker. I don't fuck. It only happened once, back in high school.

Yes, he did. I mean he wanted to fuck me, but it didn't happen the way you might think.

In bed we embraced. I was playing with his cock, anxious as always to suck it. Dr. Harrison was playing with my pussy. He was still sending shocks through me, and not only was I moaning, but I was also humping his finger. It wasn't inside me; it was just on occasion touching my clitoris. Just enough for me to spasm.

"Corinna, if you like my finger. . . "

"I do. There's never been anything like it."

"Then you're going to love my tongue."

That electric shock feeling I experienced now froze me. Of course, I'd heard about pussy eating. The girls on the volleyball team and those in the dorm talked about it all the time. Rarely, did they have anything good to say.

I'd never heard anything good about pussy eating. I didn't expect I ever would. I didn't expect any guy would have any interest in eating me. I gave them everything they could possibly want, didn't I? I mean am I wrong to think that every guy loves a blowjob? Especially my exceptional blowjobs. They were exceptional; trust me. Every guy said so. Every guy wanted a second and a third date. A second and third date with my mouth.

Dr. Harrison kissed my neck, "you know, you're a beautiful woman, Corinna, I'd love to do you like you do me."

"Ummmmm, no one's ever done that to me before."

"I'd be honored if you allow me to be the first."

"I'm a little nervous."

"Then let me lead the way." Dr. Harrison started kissing my breasts all over. When his lips and tongue did my nipples, I sighed.

"You have the most perfect titties. I've been waiting for you to let me enjoy them since the first time you showed them to me."

"Really? I thought you wanted a blowjob." I laughed.

"That was before I knew what you could do with that pretty mouth."

"And you'd rather do what you're planning on doing, than enjoy my pretty mouth?"

"Why can't I have both?" Dr. Harrison left my breasts and soon was kissing around my belly button.

Soon he was between my legs. "Corinna, from this angle your pussy is even more beautiful. Then his tongue started.

As much as I loved sucking cock, what Dr. Harrison did to me was indescribable. You have to understand, until he did me with his tongue, I'd never had an orgasm.

Of course, I hadn't. I mean, you can't have an orgasm when your preferred and only method of sex were blowjobs. Sometimes, when I was really into sucking a cock, my panties got damp, but an orgasm, no.

Now, I was. Oh yeah, it couldn't be anything else. The noises I was making. The way my head rolled back and forth on the pillow. The way my eyes rolled up in my head. And oh yeah, the way I fucked Dr. Harrison's face.

As you know, I'd never really been fucked. I was a near virgin. High school boy, Jonah Isen, stuck it in there once, but for less than a minute. Dr. Harrison's tongue was fucking me and I had my long legs wrapped around his head. His tongue lasted far longer than Jonah's cock. Oh yeah, far, far longer.

When I came that first time, his head was in a thigh vise. When his tongue continued, the vise tightened and I got louder. Not only that I was humping his face. My ass was bouncing off the bed and I got louder. You'd have to ask Dr. Harrison what I was saying.

What I was thinking was ‘keep eating me. Your tongue feels so good. Please don't stop. I don't want this feeling to go away.'

He came up for air. "Corinna, you have the tastiest pussy, I've ever had the pleasure . . ."

I pushed his head back into my bush. He laughed, "oh, you like getting eaten as much as I like eating you."

There was another, then another. I fucked his face. It was then that I did something that I didn't think I'd ever do. "Dr. Harrison, please fuck me. I want your cock. Fuck me, please."

That's right, me, Corinna Conklin, cocksucker extraordinaire, was begging for him to fuck her. "Give me your cock, please. I need your cock."

I'd never needed a cock before, except in my mouth.

He lifted his head up again. "That's what I wanted to hear. Tell me again, you want me to fuck you with my big cock."

Except for the first time when he mentioned African American cock, not African American Studies, we never mentioned his blackness or my whiteness. Of course, it was there. How could it not be?

I blurted it out, "please Dr, Harrison fuck me with your big black cock. I love to suck your big black cock, but right now you need to fuck me. Fuck me with that big black cock."

He crawled up on top of me, rubbing his wet face on my breasts. I didn't mind. I didn't mind anything. I just wanted his cock.

I could feel it probing the entrance to my pussy. I never thought about lube and apparently his cock had a mind of its own. Dr. Harrison guided it in with his hand.

I thought that sucking Mr. Marshman's cock in high school; my very first blowjob, was the greatest thing. An hour ago, I thought having my pussy eaten was the greatest thing. Oh no, getting fucked by Dr. Harrison was the greatest thing. What could be better?

He must have known I was an almost virgin. He took it slow. I wanted it fast. He pushed in slow; I moved my ass fast; anxious to take more. Why not? It felt better than anything EVER!!!

"Corinna, baby, slow down. We have all night. Make it last."

From my cocksucking skills, I knew what he meant. When I bobbed up and down real fast, I could make a man cum fairly quickly. I rarely did that. Why?

I wanted it to last. Dr. Harrison wanted it to last. I had no idea what I was doing, but apparently lifting my ass up and down on the bed, and moving my legs like I was riding a bicycle, and crying out with each thrust of his big cock was how it was done.

"Like that, Corinna. Tell me what you want."

"I want you to keep fucking me just like that. Dr. Harrison your big cock feels so good."

"Don't you mean my big black cock?"

"Yes, oh yes, your big black cock. Keep fucking me."

"You like sucking it, don't you?"

"Except for the way you're fucking me, there's nothing better than sucking your cock."

"Would you like me to take it out, so you can suck it?"

"Yes. No, no, no, not right now. Fuck me, fuck me good first."

For my first real time getting fucked, it could not have been any better. I'd cum numerous times when Dr. Harrison was eating me. I came numerous times when we were fucking. I felt his throbbing cock. "Fill my pussy with your cream, give it to me. Let me feel you shoot." I cried.

Then he spurted and spurted.

We both lay there, exhausted. I'd never felt like that.

Usually, when Dr. Harrison was ready for a second blowjob, I'd go down on him, then I'd get dressed and leave. Sometimes there was only one.

Tonight, I wanted a second. A second what? I'd take a blowjob; I'd take getting eaten; I'd take another fuck. I wanted another fuck.

It wasn't unusual for Dr. Harrison to fall asleep after I blew him. Tonight, after the work out we'd had, I wasn't surprised when he started to doze.

I could have gotten dressed and gone home. It had been the most amazing night. I would have gone home ecstatic.

I didn't. I cuddled in Dr. Harrison's arms; something I'd never done.

It was two hours later, that he started to wake up. "You're still here?"

"Dr. Harrison, what you did to me was the best thing ever. I want more."

"Well, I think you're going to have to find a way to encourage my cock to wake up," he laughed.

"I have the perfect solution." I laughed and went down on him.

Yes, his cock was dead, but I worked hard to revive it. I learned what my pussy tasted like. I had to admit, I could see why he liked to eat me. What I'm trying to say is that my pussy tasted delicious.

Once Dr. Harrison's cock got hard. I did what I do so well. I sucked it. I may sound like I gave him a normal blowjob. It wasn't like that.

Thinking of the way he ate me and the way he fucked me, Dr. Harrison got the best blowjob ever. I knew I was a great cocksucker. Tonight, I was the most fabulous, most amazing cocksucker ever.

"Hmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm," I went crazy on his cock. There wasn't the usual foot high spurt, but what he gave me, tasted delicious.

Dr. Harrison recognized what I'd done. "If you're going to blow me like that, I'll have to eat that beautiful pussy more often."

I laughed. "Like my mouth, it's yours for the asking." Then I did something I'd never done before. "Dr. Harrison, why don't I stay the night, and you can ask for it in the morning?"

You have to understand, I never spent the night with any of my ‘dates.' I'd give them a blowjob, sometimes two, then I'd go home. I went home happy and I was sure they were more than pleased with my efforts.

Tonight, I wanted to spend the night because I really did want more in the morning. I wanted to get fucked again; I wanted to have my pussy eaten again. If it preceded or succeeded a blowjob, it didn't matter to me.

I got it all; I got it all because I didn't leave until Sunday morning. There was more pussy eating. To my great joy, Dr. Harrison loved having his face in my golden bush.

He actually said while lying on his stomach between my legs, staring at my pussy, "I could eat your beautiful, delicious pussy all day."

If my pussy could drool, like my mouth did before I gave him a blowjob, it would have.

There was more fucking. "I love your big black cock in my pussy. Fuck me harder." There was more cocksucking. Of course, there was because as you should know by now Corinna Conklin was a cocksucker. That's what I do.

There was a slight change in our relationship after that weekend. First, I went on the Pill. It would be stupid not to.

Second, Dr, Harrison suggested that instead of my preferred bright red lipstick, I start wearing something he called pussy pink.

No, it wasn't exactly the same color as my pussy lips, but close enough. It was called Day-Glo Pink If I thought that bright red was an advertisement, Day-Glo Pink was calling Dr. Harrison's cock. It was almost a perfect contrast to his black cock. My pink lips sliding up and down on his black shaft was a sight to behold.

For the next few months, I spent every weekend with Dr. Harrison, and yes, I still called him Dr. Harrison. And yes, I stayed overnight: Friday night and Saturday night.

He ate; we fucked and I sucked. I liked it that he was disappointed when I had my period. "Corinna, I was so looking forward to eating your sweet pussy."

"Maybe, I can make you forget your disappointment. I'd get on my knees and that's where I spent the weekend. My Day-Glo Pink lips going up and down. I assure you by the time Sunday rolled around Dr. Harrison was no longer disappointed.

We never mentioned race, except when he was eating me and I begged, "Dr. Harrison, please fuck me with that big black cock, please."

"Oh, that's what you want," he laughed, "tell me again what you want."

"My pussy wants your big black cock. Fuck me with your big black cock."

Sometimes, he'd forget and call me his "good girl," while he was fucking me or I was blowing him.

I reminded him, "a girl's pussy wouldn't taste as good as mine. A girl wouldn't fuck you like I do, and Dr. Harrison, a girl . . ."

"And a girl wouldn't suck my big black cock like you do. Corinna, you are indeed a woman."

It ended because Dr. Harrison proved to be a jerk.

TO BE CONTINUED

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