Chapter 2 - Tsubasa Hanekawa (Monogatari)

 Hanekawa was the last one to leave again. 

 Given what was going on at home she had no desire to head back, and the school grounds were welcoming enough. Usually that would lead to some awkwardness with the janitors that cleaned around her, perhaps wondering why she was still there, but this time she had been instructed by the teachers to try and aid the newest transfer student with his Japanese and help him catch up. 

 They had received a foreigner all the way from Nigeria of all places. Adebiyi was tall and so black that his ebony skin tone seemed to carry even in the darkened whites of his eyes. Hanekawa was not some rustic crone to be shocked by the sight of a foreigner, and she had seen black people from the USA through town plenty, but these looks were standout even by comparison to those. Nevertheless, she had no qualms about helping him get better.

 When the door to the classroom opened, she expected Adebiyi to fill the doorframe, but it was the familiar face of Araragi instead. “Araragi-kun,” said Hanekawa, eyes opening with great interest. “What are you still doing here?”

“Have you seen Senjougahara around? She texted me and said she was still at school.”

“No, I haven’t seen her,” said Hanekawa earnestly. “I’m just waiting to tutor.”

“Oh, the new guy. Well, good luck then. Let me know if Senjougahara pops in.” 

 Hanekawa watched him go and then returned to her textbook. 

 Twenty minutes later, the afternoon sun rays were slanting through the large classroom windows. Is this guy not coming? Hanekawa hadn’t been given a number or anything.

 Just then, the door opened once more. Hanekawa was still half-expecting to see a breathless Araragi (or maybe wished she could), but instead it was Adebiyi that greeted her. “Hello,” he said in thickly-accented Japanese.

“Hello!” Hanekawa got up to shake his hand and tried to be as accommodating as possible. “Where would you like to sit?” 

 She wondered if he had understood the question because he was looking straight at her. His gaze passed down from her face to her breasts and stayed there. Her chest had gotten bumped up by several sizes in the last few months without her getting a chance to change her uniform, so Hanekawa knew the tightness around her tits made them stand out. 

 Blushing, she pushed her braid past her shoulder. “So… would you like to start with Japanese?”

“Are so beautiful,” said Adebiyi with a grin.

“Thank you…” Her response was quiet, restrained, almost afraid. Why is he looking at me like that?

 He took a step closer towards her and Hanekawa instinctively took one back. He was so much taller than she was that the way he loomed over her was majestic. Standing next to each other, Hanekawa wasn’t sure she could reach higher than his pecs. 

“Is something wrong?” Hanekawa asked with a forced smile. Adebiyi kept walking until she pushed up against the wall. 

 He got all the way next to her and patted her on the head. “You are short. Very cute. Like small dog.” 

 Hanekawa looked up into his ebony face and gulped. “Are girls tall in Nigeria?”

“In world? No. In Japan country, yes.” 

“I see… Maybe we should start studying now.” 

 Adebiyi just smiled and looked down at her. His palm was still gently stroking her head but then came down and caressed her face. He shouldn’t be doing this, thought Hanekawa. This was not what she signed up for. Not to mention, she was in love with someone else… Araragi was probably going to end up marrying Senjougahara and having babies with her, but her heart still belonged to him…

 The black hand continued on its path downwards until it hovered right above her chest. Nobody had ever touched her there so Hanekawa found the courage to grab him by the wrist. “No,” she said, shaking her head like a responsible class president. “You can’t do that.” 

 Adebiyi’s smile suddenly turned sour. He yanked his hand back out of her grip effortlessly and delivered a slap that turned her head the other way. Hanekawa shuddered and stared at the strands of hair that now fell over her eyes. At least this she was used to. 

 The Nigerian put both his palms over her tits and rubbed them, feeling them up through her uniform. Hanekawa could feel unfamiliar tingles spreading through her body and a chill going up her spine. No. I belong to Araragi…

 The hands went from rubbing to squeezing. He kneaded her breasts between his powerful black fingers as Hanekawa helplessly stared down at her chest. “Stop…” she whispered. “You need to stop!” 

 But he did not stop, no matter how many times she asked. Adebiyi grabbed the collar of her blazer and ripped the front open. Then he yanked the bra away, letting her big pale tits spill out before him. Hanekawa trembled, her chest rising and falling tantalizingly before the black bull, her nipples already hardened and thrumming from all the excitement. 

 She averted her eyes, ashamed of the way her body was being exposed. Adebiyi took her nipples and rolled them between his fingers. He came close enough to try and steal a kiss but Hanekawa kept her mouth clamped shut. 

 Grinning, Adebiyi reached down and pulled out his cock. Dangling over his pants was now a thick and long black monster. “You like black dick?” he asked. 

“No!~…” Hanekawa insisted. 

“I think yes.” He took control of her hand and forced it to his shaft. Hanekawa bit her lip and closed her eyes, fearing that she would be tainted forever by this moment. No, he’s forcing me to touch him. Araragi-kun...

 The black cock was smoother and hotter than she expected, throbbing against her small white fingers as they moved across and came down towards his manly ballsack. 

“Stroke my cock.” 

 Hanekawa did nothing and kept quiet, but then he slapped her again and grabbed her by the braid as if she were some farm animal to be directed. He shook her whole head violently. “You stupid girl?” 

 Afraid by a man this pushy that was twice her size and certainly many times stronger, Hanekawa relented and stroked his cock slowly. She needed both hands to do it right, and could feel it pulsating wildly and hardening with every heartbeat. “This is all I can do…” she whispered, but it was more in consolation to herself than a means of getting him to stop. 

 Adebiyi tilted his head back and groaned in pleasure, bouncing her big pale tits in his dark palms, weighing them like a merchant. “So big. Like cow.” 

 Hanekawa was amazed at just how big his cock was and how much bigger it was getting. When it came to sex she was completely inexperienced, but nevertheless, by osmosis from media she knew that Africans were the biggest. Though she had to guess that even among their ranks, this monster being forced on her was probably among the largest. 

 She had the biggest tits in school, and she wondered if that was why he singled her out. But no, that was unlikely. She was selected by the teacher to tutor, after all. And it was more likely that he was just the type of guy that tried to fuck any girl when given the opportunity. I wonder how many Japanese girls he’s fucked already…

 Adebiyi put his hand back on her head and suddenly forced her to her knees. Confronted by the big black cock dangling right against her face, Hanekawa’s heart jumped and she blinked stupidly. Am I doing this? 

 The stud reached down and took away her glasses, jokingly putting them on his head instead; then he took her braid again and commanded: “Suck.” 

 This was not an act Hanekawa imagined herself doing and certainly not with a guy like this. But what choice did she have? She brought her glossy lips and placed them against the shaft, kissing down towards the head. It didn’t feel like anything special. Only the sweaty scent that went up her nostrils bothered her. Like all the bad stuff at home, it would just be one more thing she accepted doing that she would soon bury deep down and forget about. 

 Adebiyi grew impatient and tugged on her braid forcefully. “Suck.”

 Hanekawa opened her mouth and took the tip of his dick inside. This time, the taste of it swirled through her mouth and made her cringe. But like the good girl she had been brought up as, she sought to please him first and took more of it in until more than half the head was nestling against the warmth of her tongue.

 Adebiyi took the shaft in hand and forced the entire head in her mouth, filling up the side of her cheek. Hanekawa looked up at him submissively, stroking the head lovingly as it bathed in her hot drool. Spit was trickling past her lips and dripping over her chest.

 The stud took his cock out and then slapped it against her face. Hanekawa bristled at the humiliation. “You don’t like?” he asked with a laugh. “Will like soon.” 

 Again he took her by the braid, this time moving her over to one of the desks. He put her on top, made her get on her back, then slapped his cock down between her tits. Hanekawa found herself staring up at his sweaty balls as she felt his fingers biting into her chest and using it to pleasure himself. 

 He pressed her breasts together hard and moved back and forth, then spit over them for lubrication and did so again. “You do,” he told her, lifting her hands up to her tits. 

 Hanekawa held them together the same way he did, feeling the gnarled shaft as it moved between the pressure created by her smooth teenage tits. This time she actually enjoyed feeling him struggle against her grip and so squeezed them together as hard as she could, smiling with satisfaction as she heard him huffing in pleasure. You won’t get a lot of experience out of me, but I know how to use my boobs. 

 Adebiyi got bored of that quickly enough but now he finally brought her up and spread her legs open. He lifted her skirt until he caught sight of her pink ribboned panties. Blushing, Hanekawa closed her thighs. “No,” she said resolutely. “Anything but that. I’m a virgin. You can stick to my mouth and tits, okay?” 

 It made her feel dirty just saying that, and yet the disgusted look on his face told her just how much he cared about what she had to say. Once again he slapped her, this time followed by a forceful grab of her throat. “Japanese bitch. Open!” In the meantime his cock had come to rest over her stomach and the way it reached up towards her chest made her terrified. 

 Still, Hanekawa could not compete with his strength. Adebiyi opened her legs up by force and ripped her panties off. Then he brought the glistening head against her pussy lips and rubbed it gently, smiling brightly as he kept looking at her face to get confirmation of what he wanted her to feel. “Good, yes?”

 Hanekawa did not want to think so. This was really reprehensible to do. Not only was he not Araragi, but they barely knew each other, and he was a foreigner. An African foreigner that would draw all attention if anyone ever found out about this. 

 Or, worse, if he got her pregnant.

 He grinned and gave her a kiss, and this time her mouth remained open. His tongue invaded hey and they swapped spit as they made out like teen lovers, his hands traveling all across her body to feel her curves. All Hanekawa could do was think of how many times she imagined doing this with Araragi, and just like in those fantasies, her hands went up his back in reverence of the muscles she felt there and then her arms tightened around his neck. 

 Adebiyi chuckled and then pushed his cock inside. It was an overwhelming feeling that made her yelp and then go speechless, but Hanekawa held onto him for dear life, trying to open her thighs up even further to give him ease of access. 

 He followed it with such a powerful slam that it sent more than half his dick up her pussy and made her scream. There were janitors or maybe even faculty members or students that might hear the sounds coming from the classroom, but there was no way of holding it in. He’s so big, she thought. He’s so damn big…

 Her fingers and toys were nothing compared to this. 

 Adebiyi made out with her as he pushed the remainder of his shaft in. Hanekawa’s lower body convulsed and her back arched, but his strong black hands held it under constant control and directed it appropriately. 

 By the third thrust, Hanekawa could feel her pussy fully wrapped around his dick and was starting to enjoy herself so much that she felt guilty. It feels good. Really good…

 This wasn’t something she should’ve been allowed to feel. Not with Adebiyi because she only loved Araragi. And not at all because she did not think she deserved to feel good or happy. But as the big black cock advanced up her silky and tight Japanese pussy, all the tingles in her body made her melt away and accept it. “It’s so good!...” she declared with a heated whisper. “It’s so good.” 

 There were jokes when Adebiyi first arrived about black guys and what they could do to Japanese girls, and she knew that the naughtier students were playing JAV videos and laughing about it. A few of the guys were going around to female students flashing the interracial videos at them, asking them if they were going to do the same. Hanekawa never thought any of her classmates would actually fuck him. And she certainly did not imagine that it would be her, class president Hanekawa Tsubasa, that opened her legs like a whore.

 Now, though, a smile spread over her face as he fucked her. It was nice to feel good sometimes.

 It was supposed to be Araragi that claimed her and popped her cherry. At the very least, a good and honest Japanese boy. But since they were all so weak and spineless, it had taken an African bull to come here and take her as his property. It’s not my fault, Hanekawa told herself. I was ready and willing...

“Keep going.” Her fingers moved to remove his shirt and then she admired the muscular black body underneath. “Keep going and don’t stop.” 

 She relished the feelings of his arms and shoulders flexing as he fucked her and planted kisses of worship across them. Sorry, Araragi-kun. But I gave you so many chances. 

 Adebiyi could tell that she was getting accustomed to it so he delivered his cock with savage power. Looking into her eyes, he lifted her chin. “You like? Japanese bitch?”

“Yes. I’m a slut,” said Hanekawa with a powerful look in her eyes. “I’m going to teach you all about my busty body and how to fuck it and make me come. I’ll teach you Japanese biology.” 

 It was she that kissed him this time and sucked his tongue into her mouth. Her arms clutched him possessively as her big breasts pressed against his strong chest. “Fuck my brains out with your big black cock.” 

 Adebiyi smacked her ass and slammed his dick into her again. “Is you want?” Again. “This?”

“Yes!” Hanekawa yelled. Not even his poor Japanese could take her out of the moment. “Please, fuck my Japanese pussy with your black cock. Show these Japanese cucks what they’re missing…” 

 However much of what she said he understood was uncertain, but Adebiyi did just that. He grabbed her by the braid and pistoned in and out of her with animal savagery, fucking her until the desk creaked dangerously under her. Hanekawa could hear the wetness of her pussy and his balls slapping loudly each time he thrust. The sweat was dripping down his body and her tits but she did not want it to stop.

“Fuck me,” she chanted as her hands moved over his muscles in worship. “Take my Japanese pussy.” My virginity… My virginity belongs to an African man…

 Adebiyi made no further attempt to talk to her and all humor drained out of his face. He just focused on his task with a wild frenzy, his fingers digging into her plump pale body as he twisted it this way and that for better access, constantly plunging his cock into the depths of her virgin pussy.

 Hanekawa cooed lovingly as she came, feeling the heat of her pussy spread throug the rest of her body and making her toes flex. She talked to him in support, telling him to do whatever he wanted. “I’m yours now.” 

 Near the end, he grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard for support as he finished her off with a few final thrusts. Hanekawa tightened her hold on his cock and got ready to milk it dry. 

 His dark eyes held hers as he shot his load, rope after rope of hot jizz going straight into her womb. It felt so good that Hanekawa tilted her head back just to laugh, the maniacal sound resembling that of Black Hanekawa when she roamed the streets and school grounds at night…

 Adebiyi pulled his dick out even as he was coming. Though her pussy had been filled to overflow, he was still not done. Hanekawa pressed her tits together to receive his load and rolled out her tongue like a hungry slut as he painted her chest and face. 
 At the end of it all, her entire body was now marked by his seed, inside and out. 