A Black Girl's History Project - Sex Stories

A Black Girl's History Project

... with them." I said, "Tina, I am tired and I want to go to bed." She smiled and said, "Oh, let me help you get to bed." Tina got me to bed and started to take off my clothes. I said, "Hey, hold on!" But she just smiled and took my shirt off and then my jeans. I said, "Okay, can I go to bed now?" She laughed and said, "No, don't you sl**p in the nude?" Before I could say anything my briefs were off and Tina was staring at my hard cock. I laid down on the bed and Tina smiled at me. I started to fall asl**p when all of a sudden I felt a warm, wet feeling on my shaft. It was so soft going up and down on my hard, throbbing cock. When I opened my eyes I saw Tina sucking my cock. She was going very slow. I said, "Tina, do you like sucking my cock?" She stopped sucking my penis and said, "I'm not sucking your cock, you're dreaming. But I will tell you this, Ben, I will take a piece of vanilla inside of me tomorrow and let it coat me real good." I passed out after that. The next day Tina called me to see how I was. I said fine and asked her if she got a good taste of my cock. She screamed, "What? What the hell are you talking about?" I was confused and asked, "Didn't you suck my cock last night?" Tina laughed and said, "Boy, when you dream, you dream big, don't you?" I apologized over and over. Tina just laughed and said, "Well, dirty man, if you want to make it up to me, you can help me with my history project tonight." I agreed and apologized again. She replied, "Don't sweat it." ...

... Tina told me to come over around seven and to wear over-alls with no shirt and I was to wear work boots. When I tried to ask why, she replied, "Do you want to help me with my project or not?" Then she told me to jog over to her apartment, no car. I said, "Are you nuts? You live four miles down the road! By the time I get there I'll be sweaty and probably smell bad too!" Tina said, "You jog all the time, Ben. Just do what I ask please." I said, "Fine. See you at seven." It was close to seven so there I was, jogging down the street in over-alls and work boots. It was ninety degrees out, yet there I was jogging to Tina's apartment. I got there right on time. I was sweaty from head to toe and I smelled like I had worked outside all day. I knocked on the door. Tina opened the door and smiled at me. Once I was in, she said,"You look like a farmer, coming in from a hard day's work." I laughed and agreed with her. I noticed she had her hair in pig tails and she wore an old shabby looking sundress. Tina asked if I was ready to help her with her history project. I said, "I guess so." She walked me into her bedroom and said, "Okay, here's the deal. In class, we've been talking about slavery. You know, when white males owned black females and the females did whatever they were told by their master?" I said, "Yes, but white women owned black men and black women too." Tina just blew me off and said, "Yeah, right." Tina continued, "I want you to be the plantation owner and master and I will be ...