Broken Phones

As Tanisha kept on being descriptive about sex it got to the point Skylar had to tell her to stop as it was almost gross to what her boyfriend wanted to do to her. Skylar finally heard what she needed, when Tanisha said that his place had no privacy. She got the hint that Tanisha wanted her gone this weekend and was trying to get the room alone so she could be with her man.

She finally headed down to the small laundry area to get some wash done and to have a moment away from Tanisha who seemed to just want to brag about her boyfriend. She quickly thought about how Tanisha was jealous that she was not a starter and did not have the grades she did. She knew that Dwayne would get drafted into the NBA and she might be dating him when it happened, or at least she wanted to be with him when it happened.

Skylar knew she could not avoid it any longer and decided to text Brad back. She wanted to see him again, but knew he would just get the wrong message if she hung out with him again. She wanted to be friends, but was scared now it would never happen because they had sex now.

Skylar picked up her phone as she sat in the small underground room feeling the heat from the dryers. She texted "Spending time with friends and writing a paper for English."

She knew it was not a complete lie since she was planning on writing a paper. Knowing that spending time with him in a closed area might result in him wanting more from her and she knew it was a bad idea. She enjoyed being around him as he was pleasant to talk to and could hold a conversation. She searched for a reason why he did not have a girlfriend and wondered what was holding him back.

Her eyes opened wide as Brad seemed to be full of shocking information. "Got tickets to the Lakers-Knicks game tonight and wanted to know if you would like to go. It's a drive so we can stay in the city if you want."

Skylar had been to a professional game before and loved it, but also knew that going with Brad would almost be confirming a relationship with him. The idea of getting into a relationship haunted her as the memory of Dwayne was still there, and a relationship with a white boy was a whole other mess.

She put down the phone and put in another load of laundry, needing some time to ponder the dilemma of what to do with Brad. In her head she saw herself having a good time with him and then finding some hotel in the city where he would have sex with her. The other thought she had was having Brad in her life and the stress from everyone knowing she was dating a white geek that was almost the complete opposite of herself.

Plopping herself down on the small chair, she picked up the phone and texted back her reply. She knew it was the right thing to do, and also the hardest thing to do. The knowledge that she was breaking his heart came to her, but it needed to be done.

"I don't think we should." Skylar typed and sent it, hoping it would not be a devastating blow to him. He was super sweet and a great guy that deserved a girl to love him.

"Why? We can go as friends if it's a problem...get coffee and talk about it now?" Brad texted back making Skylar think as she read it. She knew he needed to be let down easy and doing it through text was not going to do.

Skylar sat in the small little coffee area in the cafeteria. It was not Starbucks, but it was cheaper and just as good. It was raining slightly and the place was empty with only two kids on laptops doing some research.

Brad walked in and greeted her as they sat down far away from everyone. She saw that he was not looking completely upset, but more reserved.

"Look I am sorry, but we just can't start dating. I am not looking for a relationship and you are. I think you are a great guy, and would love to be just friends," she said with an almost guilt feeling in her stomach as she knew it was going to hurt him.

"Okay...so let's go as friends. I know your favorite team is playing and I've got good seats too. I figured we could just head back after and call it a night."

"How do you know what my favorite team is?" she inquired, wondering how much he knew about her.

"Well, you are famous in your hometown and a quick search of your name comes up with a whole bunch of information. That and you said it while we were in bed while I was giving you a massage," Brad jokingly answered.

Skylar replied looking down and then at him as she realized that he paid such attention to detail. "Ohhh."

"Look, I know a girl like you would never be interested in me, and that you are so out of my league it's not even funny, but we can still have some fun."

She could not help but smile as his compliment resounded deep in her, and the sense that he was not hurt but just a friend that was extremely giving. She felt almost guilty in agreeing with him, and knew she needed to tell him that he needed to work on his self-image, and that he would make an amazing boyfriend for a girl.

"That's sweet, but it's more than just that. So you just want to hit the game in the city and then head back? No sex or any other shit?" she asked as the thought of going to the game seemed more and more like a great evening.

She had not seen the Lakers play in years and it was an easy chance to see them. It was just a matter of confirming that there was nothing sexual going to happen.

"That's it. We see a great game and then head back."

"Okay...I am in, but nothing else."

"Pick you up at five and we can get something to eat on the way."

Skylar was back at her room using most of her time both writing her paper, and then getting ready to go. Tanisha asked where she was off to, and she only responded that a friend got tickets to the game in the city and she would be back late. As Tanisha seemed more interested in having the room to herself, Skylar used it as a cover to not tell her it was with a white dude.

She walked over the parking lot and Brad pulled up in a very nice BMW convertible. "Shit...you got some nice wheels."

"Thank you, but it's not mine. A recruiter is letting me use it."

"Recruiter...you gettin a job or somethin?" she asked, wondering how he was being recruited out of college when he still had a year left. As she pondered that, she knew she would be in so many violations if something like this happened to her.

"The recruiter wants to sign me up now so when I graduate he can shop me around to companies like Apple and Google. He gets a signing bonus for high level tech positions he fills; I am just another paycheck for him. Although I am not one to complain because he is the one who gave me the tickets and is paying for the room."

"Shit...nice to know you got something when you're done with school. I guess .." Skylar said quickly but her real thoughts were on her own future after college. She thought about being drafted by the WNBA, but knew it was only a chance she would. The idea of going into coaching High School was her real passion, and she did not tell anyone.

"I suppose you will get an agent soon when you get drafted professionally," Brad said with a tone of confidence in her.

Skylar saw that he did not flinch when he thought she would go pro, but also felt she wanted to share her dream which was considerably less glamorous than her friends or teammates. She remembered listening to all the girls on her team talk about being drafted, or even finding a man who played that would take care of them.

"You're sweet, but I doubt I will go pro...I am thinking about coaching High School after this...please don't tell anyone. Everyone thinks that I have this dream of being a professional. I am taking the classes next semester so I can have a teaching degree when I graduate."

She felt a sigh of freedom as she told someone her dream for the first time. She told the counselor at school the same thing, but it wasn't a friend that she told. The sense of guilt being lifted was great and she could not help but smile.

Brad looked over and smiled wide at her. "I have seen you play...you will get drafted. I also think you will make an amazing coach too. I think your plan is great too."

Skylar smiled as she felt the approval she desired and knew she needed it. The relief washed over her, and her mind went back to spending time with Brad and seeing her favorite team play from great seats.

The rest of the hour trip into the city she listened to how Brad was designing chips and even writing software. She knew he was smart, but listening to him opened her eyes to the scope of his intelligence. The label of rich white kid whose parents paid for his way in was long gone. She knew he deserved his spot anywhere he went.

Once into the city Brad turned to her. "Get something to eat before the game. There is a really expensive restaurant close by and...I got a free meal for us too."

Skylar smiled and did not feel the guilt of Brad paying for all of this and that she owed him anything for the night. She then realized she was wearing a tight shirt and a jersey over it with tight leggings. The idea of going to a fancy restaurant wearing sports gear brought a sense of fear and embarrassment to her. She also looked at Brad and he was wearing the same boring clothes with some writing on his shirt she did not understand.

"You know we are not dressed for a fancy place...matter of fact. We need to be talkin bout how you dress and shit," she said with a friendly smile of disapproval.

"Why what's wrong with how I am dressed?"

"We needs to be getting you some new clothes and all. You feel like spending some money? Not much, but at least let's get you out of that shirt and into something for a game. Then maybe this week or next week we can go real shopping for you."

Skylar felt it was almost her duty to change him, or at least change his dress. She liked the way he was, but not how he looked. She felt a quick change of appearance and he could get himself a real good girlfriend.

"Okay...so let's get something cheap, and then hit the game early and buy you a jersey and make you look like a fan," she added, smiling and rubbing his arms, letting him know that she was being helpful and not mean.

"Okay...we can do that."

Pulling into a chain restaurant Skylar relaxed and felt more at ease with him than ever before. He never made any mention about not staying the night or asking for sexual favors. The thought that he was able to put their relationship at a friend level made her trust him with telling him more.

At the game she was ecstatic at the floor level seats they had. Although Brad knew a little about basketball, she loved telling him the small details of the game and the players he did not know. She knew he was not a real fan, but his interest in learning made her feel more connected to him.

Every so often she would look over at him and smile. She did not know why she did, but something about him next to her made her smile. Skylar tried to play off the feeling but could only come up with guilt that she would go this far with him and not be with him. She knew sex with him was both erotic and enjoying and wondered why she just would not go through with it again. The idea of being fuckbuddies now came to her.

As they were walking to the car his smile was contagious, and she reached for his hand to hold it. He gripped her hand without a second thought and looked at her. She saw his steel blue eyes and knew that she could see herself as his fuck friend until he found someone to be his girlfriend.

When they got in the car she turned to him, not breaking her smile. "Do you still have the room for tonight?"

"I thought you wanted to be friends?" Brad said, looking lost in his face.

"Well...I thought you would like to fuck is all. We are friends, but we could be fuck friends if you want."

"You sure?" Brad's face lit up with a wide brilliant smile.

Skylar smiled and put her hand on his leg knowing he would get excited just from that. "I am...as long as you know it's nothing more than that."

"I think I can keep it as that."

She could see both the excitement in his face and the tone of anticipation in his voice. She knew he wanted her bad, and the thought of him desiring her so bad was making her own sex moisten.

Brad only had to drive a half mile before pulling up to the hotel which had a valet take the car. She walked into the hotel and instantly noticed that it was very expensive and well beyond anything she had ever stayed in before.

While Brad was checking in at the front desk, she sat at one of the chairs in the lobby to collect her thoughts. She was going through in her mind the action she was just about to take with Brad again. She only had a beer at the game and it was not alcohol this time that she could blame it on. She knew that having sex with Brad was most likely going to escalate it. On the other hand, she felt he might need experience with a girl and it might help him. She needed to tell him that was her reasoning and hoped he would not get attached.

On the way to the room she felt guilty for saying she was going to have sex with him knowing he most likely would want a relationship. She felt he was infatuated with her and that he would be for a long time after too. With all this she still felt the rush and thrill of knowing her pussy was going to get pleased with multiple orgasms. The thrill of knowing it was going to escalate was part of it too, as was having sex with someone that was not her boyfriend.

Brad entered the room first and Skylar followed in and was in total awe at how such a small room could be filled with such nice expensive things. Before she could say anything Brad turned to her and put his lips right on hers. He was not forceful but put enough behind his motion for her to know that he wanted to kiss her.

She felt his lips and tongue against hers, and was lost in the moment as he seemed to know exactly what she wanted. She put her hands to his chest and felt it beating and then pushed him closer to the large bed nearby.

Skylar pushed him on the bed and smiled at him with a devious look of lust. "Figure a few times with me and you should be able to please any girl."

She began to pull her loose jersey off to reveal a very tight black shirt she had underneath. Brad sat on the bed right in from of her, staring at her like he was under a trance. She knew once her jersey was off, her black top showed off every subtle curve of her breasts since she went without a bra tonight.

"You like how I look?" she asked in her best sultry voice, wanting him to be under her spell.

"You are the most gorgeous creature that I know of," Brad replied as his voice cracked.

"Mmmm, you are so sweet, but I just think you be having a thing for my black pussy."

"I guess you found my weakness," Brad replied as he stood up, planting his lips right on hers. She felt his lips part hers as his tongue pressed hard against her. She loved the feeling of such a passionate kiss and her sex did as well as it was almost ready to be taken.

Brad turned her around and she found herself sitting on the bed facing Brad as he stood above her. "I want to go down on you."

She smiled and responded, knowing she only had it a couple of times in the past, but loved it. "You want to eat my pussy?"

"I would like to try."

Skylar slipped down her leggings and panties quickly as she then opened her legs exposing her dark ebony sex to him. With her legs bent and feet at the edge of the bed, she lay with her pussy completely open to him.

She knew he was looking straight at her dark love folds and would soon be licking them with his tongue. The few times she had oral it was a disaster as both of her exes were very bad at it. The thought of a man eating out her snatch drove her wild though, but she always thought guys did not like doing it.

Brad leaned in and she closed her eyes in fear that he would be bad at eating her snatch and it might ruin the thought that Brad was a great lover. She knew if he messed up it might destroy her will to have sex with him too.

Skylar felt his hot breath on her sex, sending tingles of pleasuring heat throughout her body. His hot breath was soon followed by the sensation of his tongue softly going up and down her dark labia before hitting her clit ever so gently. Her worries about Brad's skill at oral pleasure ended with the feeling of his tongue licking and rubbing against her now engorged clit.

She opened her eyes wide and saw Brad's white face clearly contrasting to her dark skin as his mouth was right on her black sex nub. His tongue was swirling around her throbbing clit before sliding back down her cunt lips, forcing her mouth open moaning with each lap of his tongue.

Skylar never felt her twat being licked like that before and could not help by cry out. "Ohhhh fuckkk baby...fuckng licking that pusssy too good."

Over and over he lapped and sucked her dark love knob like it would give some sort of reward. She felt herself giving into the intensity as her pussy screamed it was going to burst from it. She finally felt her body could no longer handle the intensity and closed her thighs around his head trapping him.

"Ahhhhh fuckk...fucking cummming...ohhhh yessss," she moaned loud. It was only for a moment but she felt her pussy delivery its wet reward in his mouth and yet he still did not stop.

Just as quick as she came, her body snapped back with Brad's tongue giving her love entrance constant oral stimulus like it was being softly fucked.

Skylar grabbed his head as her twat spasmed hard again. "Fucking eaten that pussy good now...fucking eat that pussy real good...oh fuck baby," she cried loud as Brad was now sucking on her clit again, forcing her to grimace as she splashed his mouth with her cunt juices.

Brad was not stopping as she felt herself recover and able to take more of his mouth on her now sloppy pussy. She knew her snatch was wet and ready as Brad was working her over with his tongue still.

When Brad finally let up and got to his feet, she could not help but smile as she was catching her breath that had been licked out of her. She gave him a devious smile as if to tell him that he really tongue fucked her black pussy good. She now imagined herself going to his dorm on a regular basis just to be eaten out now.

"Fuckk...I came so much. You ready to fuck me now?"

Brad reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom. "I remembered this time."

Skylar thought about how innocent Brad was and harmless having sex with him was. She knew he would pull out and he would enjoy sex better barebacking her pussy. "You don't have to put it on if you promise to pull out again."

"You sure?" Brad replied, stopping himself from tearing open the package.

"I am...you can fuck me without it, just pull out and cum on my tits or ass. Not on my face though. I am not into shit like that."

Brad dropped the condom and stripped out of his clothes quickly. Skylar watched as his naked, very pale body came into view. He was fully erect and she got a twinge of pleasure knowing that she was going to let him slide his bare skinned white cock inside of her.

Brad moved over her and leaned in and she met his lips with hers. Feeling his passion through his sensual kiss she felt him move her up on the bed more and then broke the kiss as he took aim of his white manhood at her love entrance.

Skylar thought about saying something about fucking her black pussy hard, but enjoyed the softer sexual feel to his approach. When he slipped into her very wet love sheath she looked at him with a wide smile, knowing that he was once again taking her body.

Brad began thrusting his hips slowly and methodically, sending waves of bliss through her body. She looked at him smiling as she felt his manhood penetrate deep in her each time. She knew he was making love to her bareback and had full trust that his cum would be on her ass or her stomach.