Kitty's Conversion to Kit Kat Ch. 08

This is the next chapter in my college experiences from almost 20 years ago. It involves interracial sex so if that topic offends you, please read no further. If it doesn't, I hope you enjoy my story. The background events can be found in the previous chapters.

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I awoke the next morning feeling much better than the previous day. Not being hung over allowed me to enjoy the glowing feeling of being truly well fucked the night before. It was Sunday and I was expecting Brian and Mark to be returning home from their away game. I especially missed Mark but knew that he probably wouldn't be calling me any time soon. I also remembered the promise I made Brian about making it up to him for the favour on Friday night. I was certain Brian would be calling later and figured I had better get ready.

Maggie was still sound asleep in her bed. She must have returned home after I went to sleep. Quietly getting up, I noticed a faint aroma of sex in the air. It didn't take me long to determine it was emanating from my laundry pile. Picking up the pantyhose I had worn last night, I could see the remnants of Thomas' cum covering the cotton gusset. It hadn't completely dried up yet and I could feel the dampness of the back panel and crotch of the pantyhose. Bringing it closer to my face, I inhaled deeply. I love the sweet smell of a man's cum and the scent brought back a rush of memories from last night. I found myself wondering how Thomas' semen might taste, but there was no way I was about to try it then; that would be disgusting. My curiosity would have to wait for another day when I can get a fresh sample straight from the source.

Sunday was my laundry day and I decided I had better wash my hosiery first before Maggie woke up. After covering myself up with my bathrobe, I gathered up all my worn pantyhose and grabbed some detergent and toiletries before heading to the washroom. I rinsed the excess cum from that particular pair before adding the detergent and the rest of my dirty hosiery. To save time, I let the hose soak in the sink while I showered. Once I finished my shower, I rinsed out my hosiery and brought it back to my room to dry. Maggie was awake when I returned and was anxious to let me know all about her evening with Steven. I listened absent mindedly as I dried my hair. My thoughts wandered back to the previous night and the excitement of fucking in the night club washroom. When Maggie finished her story, she went off to take a shower, allowing me to finish getting ready.

That morning I took the first placebo pill of that month's cycle of my oral contraceptives. That meant my period would start later in the day. I chose my clothing accordingly. I've mentioned previously how much I hate panty lines preferring to wear pantyhose without panties, but during my period I make an exception. Panties provide an extra layer of protection in case of the occasional leak from a sanitary pad. Tampons would be a good alternative but during the 80's, tampons were linked to toxic shock syndrome. I started with plain white bra and panties. Even though the weather was getting colder, I still liked to show off my legs so I put on some black opaque tights next. A denim above knee skirt and black mock turtle neck sweater completed the outfit. The thicker denim hid panty lines more effectively and the above knee length still showed enough leg for my liking. The sweater was made of light wool and fit snugly accentuating my breasts nicely.

Gathering up the rest of my laundry, I headed down to the laundry room. While I was loading the machine, Robert came in to collect his clothes. Robert was another freshman who lived on the floor above me. He's about 5'8" with light brown skin. We've met during a frosh party but didn't really know one another. I never really noticed him before because I usually prefer taller guys, but with the events of the previous weeks, I've found myself checking out different black guys that I meet. He was wearing a t-shirt with sweat pants and had a slender build. I couldn't help but wonder how big his cock was as I glanced down at his crotch. His sweat pants were too baggy for me to make out any kind of bulge. Trying not to be obvious I continued working on my laundry as I kept stealing glances at him. Distracted as I was, Robert finished collecting his clothes from the dryer long before I finished loading the washing machine. He flashed me a big smile before leaving. On the way out with his back toward me, I found myself staring at Robert's ass despite his baggy sweats. With him gone, I refocused my attention to my task at hand.

While the machine ran, I went to the cafeteria for some breakfast. Maggie was already there sitting with Nancy. My ears were burning so I quickly got some food and joined them. When I sat down, the conversation abruptly changed to schoolwork. That confirmed my suspicions that they were talking about me. I suppose it's only natural, girls will gossip and talk behind your back. To be honest, I've been guilty of the same thing myself. I changed the discussion to the upcoming Halloween parties next week. My costume was already complete but I wasn't sure which party I was going to attend.

For the rest of the morning I tried my best to work on some of my assignments from my classes. My social activities have noticeably detracted from my studies. If I didn't show some discipline, my grades would certainly fall. By the end of the morning I completed an essay due later that week in addition to finishing my laundry. The timing was near perfect as the phone rang while I was putting away my clothes. Brian just got back from the road trip and called asking if I was interested in hanging out. Remembering my promise, I offered to bring him some lunch as well and asked what he was hungry for. He jokingly said me but that he would settle for some pizza. We quickly wrapped up our phone call so I could finish putting away my laundry and to get myself ready. As I was touching up my makeup, the phone rang again. I assumed it was Brian but was surprised to hear Mark on the line. He also just got back into town and asked me out to go celebrate the team's victory on Saturday. Hearing him ask me out put me on cloud nine. Of course I readily agreed. Realizing that I just promised to bring Brian some lunch and hang out with him, I quickly suggested Mark and I go out for dinner. We talked some more and finalized our plans for that evening. After hanging up the phone, I was giddy with excitement which made finishing my makeup much more difficult. Finally finished, I put on my purple leather jacket before putting my purse inside my backpack along with some other essential items before heading out.

I picked up a pizza and some drinks before going to Brian's dorm. Knocking on the door, I heard Brian calling out to come in. Brian's roommate had already left by the time I arrived at his dorm room. The door had been left unlocked so Brian wouldn't have to open it. With his leg still in a cast, Brian still had some trouble getting around.

Brian stood up on his good leg to greet me. He was dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. Putting down the pizza on his desk and my backpack on the floor I walked over to his welcoming arms. His trunk like arms wrapped around me in a bear hug crushing my tits against his chest.

"I've missed you Kitty." Brian said.

His strong arms squeezed the air out of my lungs preventing me from answering.

"You look great." he complimented as he released me from his hug.

"Thank you." I answered as stood up on my toes to give him a quick kiss on his cheek.

Brian sat back down on his bed as I took off my jacket and shoes. I brought the pizza over to him placing it on the bed between us. We talked about the game and his road trip as we ate. After we finished eating, I moved the empty box out of the way as we continued talking. I slowly finished my cola as our conversation changed to school. Once our drinks were finished, Brian suggested that we watch the football game. I got up and walked to the TV to turn it on. While I looked for the correct channel, Brian repositioned himself on the bed to keep his broken leg elevated on some pillows. I sat sideways at the foot of the bed with my back leaning against the wall next to the bed.

When the game finished, I told Brian that I had to go. It was after 4pm and I wanted to get back to freshen up before my dinner date with Mark. I decided to clean up taking the empty box out to the trash. I also stopped by the washroom to freshen myself up. When I returned to get my things, Brian was reclining on his bed with his back against the headboard.

"Come here Kitty, you have to sign my cast before you go." Brian said holding a black marker up in the air.

I walked over to stand next to the bed. Taking the marker from him, I leaned over and started writing on the cast. As I was drawing a little kitten next to my name, I felt Brian's hand slip under my skirt and start to caress the back of my thigh.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked as I turned my head towards him smiling.

"Watching you sign my cast." Brian answered with a wide grin.

"I meant what is your hand doing?"

"Nothing." Brian said holding up his other hand next to my face.

"The other hand." I said.

"I think you know." he replied.

Brian continued caressing my leg with his right hand as his left hand moved behind my neck. He leaned forward as his left hand drew my face closer until our lips met in a soft kiss. I rested my hands on the bed to support my weight as I remained bent over the bed. As we continued our soft sensual kiss, my lips parted slightly allowing his tongue to penetrate into my mouth. Our tongues twirled around one another inside my mouth. I was glad I didn't order anything too funky on the pizza.

I moved to sit facing Brian on the edge of his bed with my legs hanging off the side. Brian kept his right hand on my leg but in my new position, he was now caressing the top of my thigh under my skirt. His left hand moved down to cup my right breast over my sweater. We continued our deep kiss as my hands roamed across Brian's chest and abdomen feeling his bulging muscles through his t-shirt. Sensing my eagerness, Brian squeezed my tit firmly making me moan into our kiss. I closed my lips around his tongue and sucked on it, drawing it deeper into my mouth.

Brian's right hand continued caressing my thigh through my silky tights. He started working his hand higher under my skirt towards my pussy. I suddenly realized that Brian's hand was within an inch of my panties. My left hand quickly grabbed his arm stopping his hand from moving any higher. Even though I changed my pad just a few minutes ago, I didn't want Brian to make a mess of my clothes or soil his hand.

Breaking our kiss, I whispered "I can't."

"Why not?" Brian asked.

Thinking quickly I answered "I don't want to hurt your leg again."

"My leg is fine, it doesn't really hurt any more." he told me as his hand moved to cup my ass through my tights and panties.

"Brian stop." I said as I pushed his hand from under my skirt.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm having my period." I explained.

"Are you serious?" he said sounding dejected.

I just nodded in response.

"I've been thinking about this all weekend. It's been tough hiding my hard on from the other guys." Brian told me.

"I'm sorry." I replied though deep down, it filled me with delight; knowing that Brian was thinking of me and desired me.

"It's okay." he said. Then after a short pause he added, "Can you give me a hand job then?"

The way he asked was so sweet, I couldn't help but smile. "I can do better than that." I told him before leaning forward pushing my tongue into his mouth. My right hand moved down between his legs and started rubbing his cock. Even through his clothes I could tell his cock was already fully erect by how big and hard it felt. Wearing only a t-shirt and shorts, Brian kept his room slightly warmer to keep comfortable. With my sweater and our making out, I was getting quite hot in more ways than one.

I sat back upright to pull my sweater off. Being very tight, I had to work at getting it over my head. When I freed it up from my hair, I saw that Brian took my lead and had already ripped off his t-shirt. I sat there, admiring his rich chocolate skin and the rippling muscles of his chest and abdomen. My hands subconsciously started caressing the creases between his muscles. I didn't notice that Brian was staring at my chest until I felt his hands grab both of them, squeezing them through my thin bra. Looking down, I saw that my pink areolas were visible through the thin white nylon and my erect nipples were jutting out. Brian rubbed my nipples through my nylon bra as I reached down to unbutton his shorts. As I unzipped his shorts, Brian released my breasts so his hands could support his weight as he raised his pelvis off the bed a few inches. This allowed me to slide his shorts and boxers down to his thighs. Despite Brian's help, his erection made it awkward. Once I worked his clothes down far enough, his beautiful black cock sprang free.

Taking his erection in my hand, I slowly stroked the shaft causing a drop of fluid to appear at the circumcised head. Bending down, I took the head of his cock between my lips and swirled my tongue around the tip tasting his pre cum.

"Oh Kitty, that feels so good." Brian exclaimed as one of his hands moved back to my left breast. He slid his fingers inside my bra cup to gently pinch my nipple.

I pursed my lips around the head and started a light suction as my left hand started stroking the shaft. My right hand moved between his legs to cup his hairy scrotum. As I gently fondled his balls, I started a slow bobbing movement with my head keeping in time with the pace of my stroking.

Brian used his free hand to brush my hair from my face and said "You look so hot like that."

Encouraged by his comments, I picked up the speed of both the bobbing of my head and the stroking of my left hand. I intensified the suction on his cock taking more of it inside my mouth with the faster pace. My right hand continued caressing his balls making Brian moan with ecstasy.

I noticed Brian moving his hands away releasing my breast and letting my hair fall back down. Quickly peeking up, I saw that Brian had closed his eyes and rested his hands on the bed sides. It looked like he was trying to concentrate on something. I wasn't sure if he was concentrating on the sensations from my blow job or if he was thinking about something else to try and last longer. Either way, I considered it a challenge for me to make him cum. Holding my breath; I started bobbing my head as fast and deep as I could without gagging on his thick black cock. The pace made it difficult to maintain a seal around his cock with my lips. My saliva leaked out and was dripping down the shaft of his cock covering my hands and his balls.

"Oh God Kitty." Brian rasped as his hips started small involuntary thrusting movements.

I got the sense that Brian was close to cumming but my lungs were burning and I desperately needed to take a breath. Keeping his cock in my mouth, I paused for a fraction of a second to take a quick breath through my nose before resuming bobbing my head on his cock. With my saliva acting as lubrication, my hands worked the base of his shaft and his balls almost as quickly as my mouth was moving on his cock.

"Kitty, I'm gonna cum!" Brian exclaimed to warn me.

It wasn't necessary since I decided back when I started that I wanted to feel Brian's thick cock erupting in my mouth. I still appreciated the thought though because it allowed me to prepare myself for it. Stopping the bobbing movement of my head, I kept just the head of his cock inside my mouth. My lips closed tightly around the end of his shaft as I kept an intense suction on his cock head. My left hand tightened around his cock as I stroked his shaft furiously. My right hand grabbed Brian's hip to keep some kind of control of his thrusts which were getting more vigorous.

Then he came. Spurt after spurt of thick creamy cum slashed against my tongue quickly filling my mouth. My left hand kept stroking his cock with a tight grip as I swallowed to make room for his ongoing orgasm. I was expecting a large load of cum from my previous experiences with Brian but the spurts didn't seem to ebb at all as his cock continued jerking and shooting filling my mouth again. Not quite expecting such a large load, I swallowed again quickly. Brian was twitching and squirming with delight as he came. A low guttural moan was all he could manage to vocalize. The combined sensations were exhilarating. Brian's movements settled down as I felt his cock stop throbbing and twitching. I kept sucking on the head of his cock while my hand slowed the pace of my stroking, milking the remaining cum from his thick cock. The last of Brian's cum wasn't spurting anymore but just oozed out onto my waiting tongue. With the action under control, I was able to catch my breath by breathing heavily through my nose as I finished milking the rest of Brian's creamy cum into my mouth. When I sensed that his balls were empty, I released his cock from my mouth with a soft plop. Sitting up, I stared into his eyes as I deliberately swirled the remaining cum in my mouth with my tongue before swallowing it down with a large gulp.

"Kitty, that was incredible." Brian complimented.

"Thanks." I replied beaming with pride that I could generate such feelings and emotion. I wiped the excess saliva from my chin as I continued, "that was a huge load; you must have been saving it up for awhile."

"Like I said, I've been thinking about you all weekend."

I wiped my face and hands with some Kleenex before straightening out my bra. I picked up my sweater and slipped it on while Brian pulled up his boxers and shorts. We continued talking while I reapplied my lipstick and untangled my hair. After gathering up my things, I gave Brian a small peck on his lips before leaving.

I rushed straight home in order to clean up before my dinner date with Mark. The taste of cum still filled my mouth and I was worried that I smelled of sex. To my horror, I saw Mark sitting in my room when I opened my door. I stood there stunned as he stood up and walked over to me. Maggie was also sitting there and she must have let him in. Mark grabbed my around the waist, pulling me to him as he bent down to kiss me. I turned my head at the last moment so Mark's kiss landed on my cheek instead.

"What are you doing here so early?" I asked as I struggled to free myself from his grip. I was worried that Mark would detect the scent of cum on me if he remained so close. A kiss was completely out of the question since I could still taste Brian's cum in my mouth.

Seeing my discomfort, Maggie excused herself to give us some privacy. "I'm going to the library to do some studying. You two have fun." she said grinning as she grabbed her things on the way out. Maggie must have thought my uneasiness was due to her presence. If she knew the real reason, the embarrassment would have killed me.

"What's the matter Kitty; aren't you glad to see me?" Mark asked as Maggie left.

"Of course, but I have to pee real badly." I lied. Dumping my backpack and jacket on the ground, I grabbed some essentials and rushed out of the room telling Mark "I'll be right back."

I rushed to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth thoroughly. A long rinse with mouth wash followed. Next I washed my face and neck. I was planning on taking a shower but now I didn't have the time. Then I carefully examined my hair to make sure there wasn't any semen in it. I also took the opportunity to change my sanitary pad. The finishing touch was a heavy dose of perfume. I usually don't put on much perfume but just in case I missed any cum while cleaning up, the smell would be covered up. The whole pit stop was done in record time for me.