“We are so proud of you!”

 Nova lost the air in her lungs as she was crushed by the hugs of her parents. With her arms pinned at her sides, there was no escape from it.

“If you need anything, anything at all do not hesitate to call us for help,” her dad said, smiling down at her.

It was only when they let go that she inhaled a fresh breath of air and let out a laugh.

“Yes yes, I know, Dad. I’ll call you guys if I need help, but I’m confident I got this in the bag!” She looked between her parents. Her mom was still wiping tears from her eyes while her dad was beaming.

She had just finally gotten dropped off for college, and it would be a long time until she would see them again other than holidays.

Her mom wiped away another tear threatening to spill out. “And you call us every Friday night to tell us how everything is going.”

“Yes, Mo,m I know.”

“And also make sure you practice a lot and stretch and keep up with your-”

“Yes, I know Dad, I will make sure everything is fine!” Nova picked up her bag and carried it like a backpack before grabbing her two suitcases. “I’m going to be fine, you guys. Don’t worry about me. 

Her dad nodded before lowering his voice. “Do you have… er.... the condoms we ordered?”

Nova felt a fierce blush hit her cheeks as she hissed in a low voice, “Yes, Dad, I have the condoms. Now can I go!”

Her dad smiled again and rubbed the back of his head before grabbing her mom and dragging her away to their car. There, she let the waterworks really spill out and waved as she was dragged away.

Nova stood there for a moment, watching their car disappear down the tree-lined campus road. Her heart pounded in a mix of excitement and nerves. At nineteen, this was freedom, real freedom. She had lived most of her life in secret and fear.

It wasn’t exactly freedom, but she would at least be able to do things on her own, and that was something she craved after hitting sixteen.

With a nervous smile, she eyed the intimidating campus and adjusted the straps of her oversized hoddie, gray and baggy, her armor against the world. She tugged at the loose sweatpants that hid her curves. The late-summer heat was already making her deep chocolate skin glow with a light sheen of sweat. Her layered natural afro fluffed out a bit from the humidity.

Behind her thin-rimmed glasses, her big hazel doe eyes darted around the bustling dorm courtyard.

Laughing freshmen hauling boxes, parents snapping photos, parents saying their goodbyes.

“Now let’s get to our room…”

With a determined gaze, she hauled her suitcases up and marched forward maneuvering between other freshmen in a hurry to get to her room.

The walk felt endless, every step making her hyper aware of the heavy sway between her thick thighs. The compression shorts under her sweats held everything in place but the long car ride had left her a little swollen.

She kept her eyes down, dimples flashing in quick, nervous smiles when someone brushed past.

Finally, the dorm building. She flashed her ID at the front desk, mumbled thanks to the RA who pointed her to the elevator, and rode up alone. Fourth floor, room 412, single-occupancy dorm. The keycard beeped green and she pushed inside locking the door with a soft final click.

The room was quiet, sunlit, empty. Just a bed, desk, closet, a window overlooking the track field in the distance and a bathroom with a shower. Designed perfectly for her. She would be the only person with no roommate thanks to the college being lenient on her biology problem.

Nova dropped her bags with a thud and leaned against the door, exhaling shakily.

Alone.

It was a weird feeling but damn did it feel good.

Looking back at her door to make sure it was locked she kicked off her sneakers and lifted off her oversized hoodie in a swift motion. Her hair went up with it before coming back down to the sides of her face, leaving her in a tank top clinging to her body lightly, damp, exposing her erect nipples standing out in defiance on her perky F-cup breasts.

Letting out a shaky breath, she grabbed the waist of her sweats before pulling them down revealing her compression shorts she had been so familiar with growing up over the years, concealing her biggest secret to the world.

They clung to her skin from the sweat, and pulling them down made her let out a moan of relief as her cock flung forward, standing proudly in defiance as if it was its own entity.

The heavy ebony length bobbed fre,e already swelling past its soft seven inches from the sudden release, thick veins pulsing along the deep chocolate shaft as it curved slightly upward.

The uncut foreskin had retracted halfway from the tight confinement, exposing the fat darker head that gleamed with a thick strand of precum stretching from the tip to her thigh. It throbbed visibly, demanding attention, growing heavier and longer with each heartbeat.

She stared down at it, knowing damn well what it was demanding of her, and could only think of how hard it was to ignore it on the drive here. Sure being around family made it way easier but the semen factory didn’t know the meaning of break time and was now demanding her to make that damn delivery.

Kicking off her shorts she quickly walked into the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror causing her to bite her lips and take in her features.

The bathroom light was brighter harsher casting every detail in sharp relief.

Nova stood there in just her damp tank top glasses slightly fogged layered afro tousled from the hoodie removal. Her deep chocolate skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat freckles standing out across her nose and cheeks like stars. Those big hazel doe eyes looked back wide and vulnerable full lips plump and bitten red dimples threatening to appear even in her overwhelmed state.

Lower her perky F-cup breasts strained the tank, dark nipples erect and poking insistently through the fabric, heaving with each quick breath.

Her toned core flexed as she shifte,d leading down to wide hips thick, powerful thighs parted slightly for balance and that fat firm ass rounding out behind her.

But her gaze dropped inevitably to the star of the show.

Her cock. Now nearing nine inches and still growing, bobbing heavily with her pulse, veins thick and prominent along the rich ebony shaft.

Precum dripped steadily from the flared head, stringing down to her plump balls that hung low and full, churning visibly with need.

“You waited all day for this. Time for me to show you some well-deserved love,” she murmured to it voice soft and breathy a shy smile tugging at her dimpled cheeks.

Reaching up, she cupped her left breast with one hand and pinched her nipple hard, causing a wave of pleasure to ripple through her chest.

She wrapped her right hand around her shaft and gave it a slow, hard stroke, letting out a ripple of a moan as a thick bead of precum oozed out the tip of her thick cock, coating her fingers slick.

The sensation was all too familiar, yet powerful as her cock awakened and quickly hardened to its full eleven inches, happily dripping precum on the tiled floor, slowly making a puddle that was spreading at a rapid pace.

Her breaths started to come out more intensely as she wrapped both of her hands around her shaft now and fucked her new makeshift hand pussy.

The girth strained her double grip fingers overlapping barely, veins bulging hot against her palms as she pumped fast and rough, twisting at the flared head to milk more slick precum.

Wet obscene schlicks echoed off the bathroom walls, mixing with her needy moans. "Fuck... yes, just like that!" she gasped to her reflection, hazel eyes glazed behind fogging glasses, full lips parted in overwhelmed bliss.

Her hips thrust forward on instinct, slamming her throbbing length through the tight tunnel of her hands, foreskin gliding slick and easy.

Precum flowed like a faucet now, splattering the mirror and floor the puddle growing shiny and wide under her spreading stance. Her plump balls slapped heavy against her hands with each pump, churning with fresh cum waiting to be shot out of her aching cock.

The untouched pussy below throbbed in sync, lips swollen and dripping clit aching hard. Every stroke on her cock sent sparks straight to her core walls, clenching emptily gushing clear arousal down her thick thighs in sticky trails.

Suddenly stopping, she looked down at her feet and realized the mess she was making and looked back at the mirror.

“Can’t dirty the bathroom up on the first day…”

Her cock throbbed angrily back at her, making her bite her lip before eyeing her shower then her cock, and then the shower again.

“It’ll wash out easily.”

Pulling her tank top of,f letting the cool air hit her chest fully, made her gasp before stepping into the glass stall. She turned on the hot wate,r letting it cascade over her body.

Steam filled the air instantly water pounding hot against her deep chocolate skin tracing rivulets down her freckled cheeks over her heaving F-cup breasts, streaming between thick thighs, and along her fat, firm ass. Her layered afro was plastered wet to her neck, glasses fogging completely as she tossed them onto the counter outside.

Grabbing her cock agai,n she immediately resumed stroking it as if it was the only thing that mattered in the world. Hunching over slightly to aim her cock down, she had one hand stroking the shaft with long, firm pumps while the other rubbed her sensitive frenulum before going over the tip in an octopus motion. Fingers swirled wet circles around the flared head teasing the leaking sli,t spreading thick precum in slick spirals.

"Oh fuck... yes, right there!" she clenched her jaw, knowing it was approaching very rapidly as her cock throbbed harder and harder, feeling that familiar pressure build in her lower core.

Her legs shook more and more, her toes clenched, her motions only got desperate as her hand blurred on her shaft. Her other hand which was keeping a steady rhythm, was now a desperate polish of the tip of her cock.

The hot water pounded against her head and shoulders, steam filling her lungs with every ragged breath. Nova's hazel eyes squeezed shut behind the fogged glasses she'd forgotten to remove full lips parted in silent pleas as the pleasure coiled tight and unbearable.

Her thick ebony shaft pulsed wildly in her grip, veins bulging hot against her palms, the fat head flaring darker purple with each frantic swirl of her fingers.

"Fuck! I'm…..ah!" The words broke into a high, needy cry that echoed loudly off the tiles, unrestrained for the first time in her life.

In an instant, her balls jumped and hugged her groin. Her cock swelled and stiffened like a cannon and erupted the first thick rope out of her, splashing the water as if dueling it before quickly being washed away.

Her grip never lessened as she only stroked harder more cum shot out of her hot cock in equally powerful ropes her balls only happy to empty themselves flexing aggressively with every surge.

Nova's entire body locked up in bliss. Thighs quivered, toes curled hard against the wet tile as the orgasm ripped through her. Rope after thick rope blasted from her throbbing ebony shaft. Ten, eleven, twelve heavy spurts of creamy white fought the shower spray for long seconds, splattering her feet, calves, and the floor in messy streaks before swirling down the drain.

The sheer volume surprised even her, pent-up from the long drive the nerves, the years of careful repression.

The untouched pussy below clenched in brutal waves. Walls fluttered desperately as sparks from her cock overload flooded her core. She squirted hard without warning clear fluid gushing in rhythmic pulses that mixed with the water splashing her inner thighs and adding to the slick puddle at her feet.

The dual climax left her gasping, vision blurring behind fogged glasses, chest heaving with every ragged breath.

Nova slid down the wall to sit on the shower floor, legs spread wide cock softening slowly between her thighs resting heavy and spent against her belly. Her pussy pulsed soft aftershocks, clit still throbbing under the cooling spray.

Her breaths came out as if she ran a marathon, slight tremors ran through her still.

She rubbed the head of her cock slowly and softly, feeling soft pleasure echo through her before letting go and standing up on wobbly legs.

“I really needed that.”

She let the water massage her for a few more minutes, hot spray soothing her quivering thighs and spent package, rinsing away the last traces of her massive release.

Finally. She turned off the shower with a sigh, steam billowing out as she stepped into the cooler bathroom air.

Nova fetched a towel quickly wrapping it around her dripping afro first before drying her deep chocolate skin. The soft fabric dragged over her sensitive body making her gasp softly as it brushed her dark nipples and the heavy lazy hang of her softening cock. She patted her plump balls dry gently, then her slick pussy folds, thighs still tingling from the squirt waves.

Her cock gave one last weak twitch at the touch, hanging thick and warm between her legs, foreskin covering the fat head again, a single drop of leftover cum pearling at the tip.

It was only when she looked down at her cock hanging lazily between her legs that she actually thought about how she was going to have a college life while pretending to be normal.

The thought hit like cold water. Tomorrow. Preseason practice at dawn. Compression layers to wrestle on. Tape if the adrenaline made her swell. Teammates chatting in the locker room, eyes that might linger on her curves, her shyness, her "different" energy.

Smiling politely while hiding the monster that had just painted the shower in ropes. Acting like just another fast freshman sprinter.

She shook her head. It would be no different than high school. Just maintain that same distance and focus.

She smiled at the memories. “I got this!”

Crawling into her bed, she let the cool sheets welcome her naked body, sliding over her deep chocolate skin like a caress. Her breasts settled heavy on her chest, nipples softening in the night air. Thick thighs parted slightly as she pulled the blanket up her spent cock, resting warm and soft against one leg, balls loose and relaxed beneath.

Nova looked down at the subtle tent where her cock lay under the blankets, a small lump that could have been anything, but wasn't.

“I hope….”

Sleep came quickly, body loose and satisfied for the first time in years.

Dreams flickered. Sprinting free on the track. Wind in her curls. No hiding. No fear.

But morning would come soon. 

And with it, the real test.