Page 9 of Blake University HBCU Chronicles: Archer & Destiny

EIGHT

Archer

Archer couldn’t stop staring. Destiny was sprawled out on her bed, her legs trembling as her chest rose and fell slowly.

Archer licked his fingers, the taste of her had him rock hard and ready to fuck.

Shamelessly, he squeezed his hard dick. He had a strong urge to pull it out of his pants and stroke it. Destiny was everything and more.

Her brown skin glowed as he looked between her thighs.

Her essence stuck to the inside of her thighs, Destiny’s pussy glistened from the orgasm that she barely recovered from minutes ago.

He needed more. His eyes dragged up her body to the full curve of her belly.

He wasn’t used to feeling much when it came to a woman besides lust. This felt like something more and he was willing to explore what it was with her.

Destiny was like something forbidden that he tasted too late, and now he couldn’t get enough.

“You good?” he asked, brushing a hand up her thigh.

Destiny opened her eyes and gave him a lazy dazed smile.

“Yes, I feel so relaxed.”

“That’s how I wanted you to feel. Can you cum again for me?” His throat was tight with hunger.

“You want to make me?” She blushed hard, biting into her bottom lip.

“I don’t think I can come anymore.” She giggled.

“You have no fuckin idea…no idea of all the things I can make your body do. Let me show you with my mouth, yea?” he licked his lips salaciously.

“Yes.” She whispered out.

That was all he needed to hear. Archer reached out, gently gripping the underside of her thighs. He spread them wide until she opened all the way up and relaxed her legs. His mouth watered at her thick wet folds. His eyes dropped down to her center, and something inside of his chest twisted.

“You got the fattest pussy I’ve ever seen.” He admitted.

“Fat ass pussy just glistening and swollen for me, ready to be fuckin’ devoured. I don’t even got to feel it yet, baby…after tonight, you belong to me.” He rasped out.

His mouth watered, he eyed her clit that peeked out from the top like it wanted attention.

“So that means you're my boyfriend, and no more company but me will be coming to your house on late nights?” Destiny said through her own haze of lust.

Archer chuckled and nodded his head.

“Yes, that’s what it means.” He bit his bottom lip.

His hands massaged her thighs then slid underneath the globes of her ass.

“I want you to sit in the middle of campus with me on the grass to eat lunch with me. Even if I have to sit in my wheelchair, I want to experience sitting on the lawn like the other students with their friends…eating and studying work.” Destiny blurted out.

“I could have been done that, you know you could have just asked.” He told her.

He parted her ass cheeks in the palms of his hands then squeezed.

“I know, I just be shy sometimes. I want you to know that I did this kind of on purpose.” She looked away from him.

“Did what? Lie about needing help.” Archer chuckled.

“How did you know?” Destiny smirked, looking back into his eyes.

“Because I know that you’re strong and when I got here, the towel was wrapped around you. So that means you wasn’t severely hurt…you just wanted me to come here to see you naked.” He smirked cockily.

“I did but was scared.”

“Are you still scared?” he glanced at her hard nipples.

“No, I feel more comfortable now.”

“Good, sit up on your elbows and watch me.” His voice went low.

Destiny leaned all the way back with her legs spread wide.

Archer bent low, then slid his tongue between her folds.

He tasted her like he was starving, and she let out a loud moan that sounded like music to Archer’s ears.

Her thighs twitched in his grip, the sexy sounds that she made had his dick jumping.

Archer groaned into her; he licked slowly at first, long and deliberate strokes up the middle before circling her clit with his tongue. Her body rolled under him, her hips lifted toward his mouth, begging without words. He went deeper and harder as she got wetter for him.

He ate her sloppier, his mouth was drenched with her juices.

He dragged his lips over every thick inch of her pussy, his tongue dipped inside before sucking back up to the top.

He licked her greedily and switched back and forth between teasing and devouring her pussy.

The more she moaned, the crazier it drove him.

He dropped one hand from her thigh to free his dick from his pants. His hand wrapped around it then he stroked himself slowly. The contrast between her wet pussy and the tight grip he had on his dick made his hips jerk forward slightly. Precum leaked as his hand worked up and down.

“You taste good as fuck.” He groaned into her pussy.

Destiny whimpered, her hands snatched at her comforter as her thighs shook.

She rocked her pussy into his face, gliding it up and down.

It pressed around his mouth perfectly; he buried himself in deeper.

His tongue flicked faster against her clit, seconds later, he sucked it hard enough to make her back arch off the bed.

Her moans got louder as her movements grew frantic.

With one hand, she reached down and grabbed at his wild waves that were now untamed.

“Archer, please! Oh my God! Something is—something is happening, baby.”

He didn’t stop, he couldn’t if he wanted to.

He stroked his dick harder, matching the rhythm of his mouth and tongue.

His eyes locked on the way her body started to break apart.

He felt her clit throb against his tongue, felt the wetness seep out from her hot tunnel.

His name spilled from her lips again, breathlessly, high-pitched and desperately until she shattered.

Her thighs locked around his head as her entire body convulsed.

Archer groaned against her as her sweet nectar coated his tongue.

He stuck his tongue inside of her tight pussy to get a better taste.

Her pussy clenched the tip of his tongue as she convulsed.

Seconds later, he pulled away slowly, his chest heaved but that didn’t stop him from wanting to continue to worship her body.

Destiny wasn’t just sex to Archer, she was consumption, and he was starving for more.

His mouth moved slowly, as he kissed his way up Destiny’s soft stomach. Each kiss sent shivers across her skin.

He dipped his tongue into her navel then swirled it gently.

Her hands moved to his head; her fingers curled into his short waves as his tongue left a trail up to the curve between her breasts.

He took his time dragging his tongue across one nipple before closing his lips around it.

He sucked hard, making Destiny whimper, his teeth grazed the tips while his free hand cradled underneath her other titty.

He wanted her to keep begging and moaning, he shifted his weight and got between her thighs. His dick was hard and heavy, Destiny felt it press against her pussy. She wanted more, Archer purposely slid it against her folds. It knocked against her clit, and she heated all the way back up.

Archer lowered himself, bracing his weight with one hand while the other captured the bottom of her chin.

He kissed her deeply with a hunger that was more than lust. His tongue slid past her lips as she moaned into his mouth.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

Just before he could move his hips again, she pulled away from the kiss.

“Can you just put a little in?” She asked innocently.

Archer froze for a couple of seconds then frowned in confusion.

“Just the tip of my dick?” He asked with humor in his voice.

Never had a woman asked to fuck them with just the fat tip of his dick, this was definitely new territory for him.

“I just want to see what it feels like…a little bit with just the head, I want to feel you at least a little bit.” She tried her best to explain, wanting to deepen their connection.

Archer hesitated; to him, her body was tight and untouched. His dick was thick, long, and fat. The tip of his dick alone was bigger than some guys’ whole length, he didn’t want to hurt her. Archer also didn’t want to rush what she wasn’t ready for.

“Please, I want to do that.” Her big brown eyes captured his. There was no way that he could tell her no now.

He told himself to use all self-control and not plunge all the way inside of her.

He reached down and guided himself to her hot tunnel.

His hand wrapped around the base of his shaft then slowly pressed his fat mushroom tip against her folds then slid it back down to where it belonged.

He eased forward with his breath caught in his throat.

Destiny gasped when the head started to push inside. The first thick inch stretched her opening. Her pussy lips parted around him; voluntarily, it tried to suction him in.

“Shit, Destiny.” Archer grunted, his jaw clenched tightly as he blinked his eyes.

Destiny whimpered, her hips twitched as her arms clutched his arms. It burned but felt good, her walls gripped the head of his dick so tight, her body pulsed with a mix of pressure and a raw overwhelming sensation.

Destiny gasped, tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked them away and tried to focus on Archer.

“Do you want me to take it out?” He looked her in the eyes.

“No, I like the pain and pleasure.” She moaned out softly.

“Alright, tell me when to move. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Move, but just a little.” She winced out breathlessly.

Archer nodded then slid his hand between them, his fingers rubbed her clit slowly.

It immediately eased the tension for Destiny.

He rocked his hips and worked her with shallow thrusts.

His swollen head slid in and out, the sensations wrapping around the rim of his dick.

When he felt his pre cum oozing out, he pulled out and slid his dick up and down her folds then went back in.