All It Took Was One Night,

Ready to play with me? 💋

Be a good cuckie and tell me I deserve bigger, thicker, darker man meat between these juicy cheeks! 🥰🤤

Mom and Dad weren't exactly thrilled I enrolled at an HBCU after high school, but I wanted the full college experience. I learned so much my freshman year and the parties were absolutely lit! There were so many gorgeous guys, but usually, they didn't ask me on a traditional "date." Usually, they text me to come over to their apartment and "hang out."

Mostly, that meant chillin' on the couch, watching a movie, maybe having a couple of cocktails and sometimes they'd break out a blunt. That was followed by an invitation to sleep over and most of the time I just said "another time," but a few times, the guy was hot enough that I'd just smile and say "sure."

To say there were a couple of nights I got totally worked over would be an understatement. They guys were all on athletic scholarship and liked being in charge in the bedroom, but I got a nice orgasm out of the evening and most of the time wasn't able to get out of bed until noon or so the next day.

I felt kind of conspicuous walking back to my dorm on Sunday afternoons wearing the same cute, little cocktail dress and high heels I'd worn the night before but the guys were usually very sweet about calling to check on me and make sure I got home okay. Sometimes, they liked me to tell them how much I'd enjoyed myself at our sleepovers and I loved giving them detailed descriptions of how they made me feel.

I can just imagine how my parents would've reacted if they knew they were paying for their little girl to get an advanced degree in sexual gymnastics, but I'm really grateful for all the beautiful men willing to tutor me.

For sure 1&9

Decisions, decisions…..🤔😈