Page 18 of Blake University HBCU Chronicles: Archer & Destiny

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.

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