His Princess

"Let me go, you asshole!" I snarled, trying to turn back.

Behind my back, I heard two boys chuckle. The classroom was half empty, and the professor had his back to the class, drawing a diagram on the board. Whatever little number of students were awake, seemed uninterested, using their cell phones under the table.

"Don't play games you can't win, Navvy" a voice behind me said.

I turned my neck around and glared in anger. A familiar face sneered back at me.

"My name is Navya, not 'Navvy', Hudson. And if you don't let my hands go right now, you'll be in very deep trouble".

Hudson laughed and leaned forward.

"Oh yeah? Whatchu gonna do, go tell your mom about me?"

I let out a sharp breath and tried to get my hands free. But it was of no use. Both my wrists were so small that they fit in Hudson's one hand. His grip was iron clad, and any amount of strength I put into it was insufficient.

" Well, no - not my mom. But I fancy you wouldn't like another trip to the principal's office, would you? " I said, trying to keep my voice down.

I saw the smile on his face disappear. He leaned back again, letting go of my hands. I smiled to myself in victory. This was my trump card, and it worked every single time.

I don't know what being a jock does to the male brain. Like I really don't get the hype. I mean, yeah we all like men with nice bodies and a winner's mentality - I tend to get competitive myself, though in academics - but that really doesn't justify the insufferable personality they have.

Take this guy, for example. Hudson Cairns. The 20 year old star athlete of the Woodsdale Typhons. A national level Basketball player, and the king of the field. If one had such a big, promising career ahead of them, the least they could do is try to have a bit of class. At least a bit of decency?

But all this seems lost on him. I have not seen a more carefree guy than Hudson. Except for basketball, everything is a joke for him. Especially studies. And those of us who actually try - like me - are seen as a joke by him and his tribe.

You see, I - on the other hand don't really have much options. Coming from an immigrant Indian family, academics always were the pinnacle of my priorities. Apart from being always with the 'nerds', I also barely have any social life. At 18 years old, I barely get invited to any parties, I've never had any boyfriends and no adventurous sex life. That made me the favourite target of Hudson.

Just like this class, where I had the unfortunate displeasure of sitting at the back with the jocks due to me being late. Hudson saw this opportunity, and swiftly took the seat behind me. I can tolerate the muttering and the silly jokes. But when he started kneeing the back of my chair, it started to irritate me. And seeing me irritated further fuelled his shenanigans.

Finally the class ended, and I moved towards the door, trying to get away from the tomfoolery going on. But before I could even enter the hallway, Hudson slid in front of me, blocking the exit.

"What is it now, Hudson?" I said in exasperation.

"You know what, Navvy? I really don't get your arrogance. I mean - yeah, our interests are different, but you don't have to look down on me for it. In fact, all the things you're good at? I can do it too, if I tried".

I raised my eyebrows. "Oh, really?" I said, folding my arms. Hudson shrugged " Yeah I mean, what is so great about it? You just memorize few stuff - and write it! Can't be that hard. Certainly not as hard as basketball."

I couldn't help but laugh. This dude cannot be serious. Was this one of his new trick?

"I don't need to prove myself to you, Hudson. Besides, even if I tried, it's not like you'd get it anyways."

Hudson now folded his hands too. He had a serious expression on his face.

"Try me."

The rest of the class had almost left by now. I glanced at my watch. I was already getting late to my next class. But I also knew Hudson wouldn't let me leave.

"Alright then, if you insist. We have a math test coming up. Basic Calculus. You get a... 60... on second thought, make it 50, on that test, I'd believe you." I said smugly.

Hudson looked at me, considering what I'd said. I looked into his deep brown eyes. He finally nodded.

"I'll get 75. But on a condition."

"What condition?"

The stern look on Hudson's face softened. His lips curled into a slight smile.

"I get to take you out with me.... for prom."

I exhaled sharply through my nose. Prom? With Hudson? I had absolutely no plans to go to that hellhole. And certainly not with a guy like him. I mean, to be going into such a competition of egos? Where every little action you do would be mocked? Yeah, no chance.

But then again. Hudson had overconfidently said he would get a 75. Even in the worst outcomes, that was still impossible. It far overweighed even the consideration of going to the prom with him.

"Deal."

"Alright, then." said Hudson, as we shook hands. "Get your dress ready. Quick note - I like the colour cream." he winked.

As I went down the hallway, I couldn't help but smile. Hudson didn't know what he was getting himself into. Though it would be very cute to see him try.

Two weeks passed. I barely saw Hudson apart from classes during that time. But that didn't concern me at all. I had quite a tight schedule myself.

When the day of the exam came, I finally saw him when I arrived in the classroom. At the back of the room, he looked quite busy with himself. He was sitting by the window in a plain white tshirt and denims, his dark skin gleamed softly in the sunlight. He chewed the tip of the pencil, lost in calculations, trying to solve problems. He was suddenly looking very hot for me. It was hard to believe this was the very same Hudson that I knew all along. Just the fact that he was trying to get himself to do this task made him very attractive.

I found myself staring at him for way too long, and forgot to do any real revision myself. After the test a plain old day passed, and the next day we all gathered in the class again for results.

The professor called out names one by one as he handed the sheets. Hudson was sitting with his friends, at the back as always. When his name finally was called up, he walked curtly and took his name. He glanced at it, and with a poker face, walked back. I walked up to see my marks.

Sixty - three. I blinked, trying to see if he had given me someone else's paper by mistake. But it was not.

I turned back to look at Hudson. I tried to search his face for any sign of happiness or defeat but saw nothing. Getting impatient, I signalled Carla who was sitting next to him to tell me his marks.

Carla signalled back.

Seven...

Zero.

What? Seventy? For Hudson? In Calculus?

I could believe it. Hudson Anthony had outperformed me. Me! This could not be. I walked back to see for myself. Hudson was sitting there quite solemnly. I moved his hand from his paper and looked at it.

"Well, Congrats Navvy, I guess you won."

"How the hell did you get seventy! Even I didn't get that much! " I blurted out.

" Heh, I guess I just kinda liked it when I started reading about it. Or maybe... I was getting into the idea of taking you to the prom? "

I scowled. Had Hudson changed? Me being better than him in academics was the only leverage I had over him, and here he was, sitting here, having beat me at my own game. I was to be blamed too. For having underestimated him so much. My mind was so focused on him I couldnt focus on my own studies. It was only fair to let him take me to the prom. Even though he hadn't scored a seventy-five, he still was a winner.

I sighed.

" You know what Hudson? Seventy is not bad at all. The amount of effort that you took is honestly outstanding. I guess... I'd like us to go to the prom after all".

Hudson looked up in surprise.

"Wait, for real?"

I smiled and nodded.

His face lit up. He laughed, and for a moment he genuinely looked stress-free, like the normal version of him.

"Great, I'll see you then! "

The weekend finally dawned, and the whispers of me and Hudson attending prom had spread far and wide. I felt jealous eyes all over me when I walked in the ballroom.

Hudson had agreed to meet me there itself, and I walked around nervously trying to find him. I finally saw him sitting in the corner with his guys. He had worn a simple dark blue suit, but looked quite elegant in his own way.

He smiled when he saw me. " So, a cream colored dress! You remembered, huh!" He held my hand and gave it a gentle kiss, "Shall we dance?"

I nodded silently, and he led me to the dance floor.

"Can we take a corner spot? I don't really want to be in the middle." I said.

Hudson took me to the far corner of the dance floor, and we positioned ourselves by the standard dance pose. My left hands intertwined with his right, and he placed his left hand on my lower back, while I placed my right hand on his shoulder.

We were now more closer than I had ever been to any man. I was dancing awkwardly, trying not to lock eyes with anyone around me. Hudson, on the other hand, looked quite confident in what he was doing.

" So why did you tell me to meet here, Navya? I could've picked you up from your place."

"Oh, it's just... I haven't really told my parents about this whole prom thing" I smiled weakly. "I don't think they'll approve of it, especially... "

" Especially the fact that I'm black?"

I nodded. "I'm sorry"

"No it's okay, I'm kind of used to it. Besides, you're the one that's lucky here, not me" Hudson said smugly.

" Yeah you wish, Hudson. You think you've won? Bullshit. I'm the one who's let you go out with me, out of good will. "

Hudson laughed. He pulled me closer by the waist.

"So, you're saying that you are not at all into me, right?"

His face was just inches away from mine. I could smell his strong perfume. He had locked his eyes with mine, gleaming in the soft light of the hall. Suddenly it felt as if the music and voices in the background had faded.

" Not at all."

"Then what is your left hand doing, huh?" He whispered.

I looked down. I hadn't even noticed the fact that we had stopped dancing. My left hand was still holding his right hand, but now it had moved down to my thigh. I had grasped his hand and was subconsciously running it against my thigh.

"T-that... that's just..."

Before I could say anything, Hudson put his lips to mine. We shared a deep kiss, and my heart skipped a beat. He was so tall I had to stand on tiptoes to reach his lips. Lost in the moment, my right hand pulled his neck closer to me.

Hudson didn't seem to care either. His hand was clasping my lower back, giving a much needed warmth to my cold, shivering body. I could feel the heat between my legs increasing. Hudson gave my waist a tight little squeeze, and a moan escaped my lips. I held his hand tighter and squeezed it against my thighs. I feel his skin against mine.

Our tongues twined together, and I moaned softly into his mouth. He moved his hand upwards against my inner thigh, and brushed his thumb against my puss. I gasped lightly. I was wet already, and Hudson knew it.

I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach. I could feel it all the way up till my belly button. That fucking thing was huge. My mind began racing with thoughts. Hudson's fingers were getting playful down there. He was rubbing my clitoris with his two fingers, occasionally cupping my vagina and giving it squeezes.

All the fantasies I had been having about men, and especially Hudson were screaming at me to make them come true. I finally broke off the kiss, and whispered in his ear, my voice shaking.

"Can we go somewhere more private?"

"Follow me," he said, taking my hand again. I followed him out of the ballroom, down the hallway, and to the elevators. We went up to his room, and we barged in the door. I reached up and stroked his face, smiling.

"I've been waiting for this all week," he said, leaning towards me and kissing me again. Putting his hands on my waist, he picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to his bed and sat down, with me still in his lap. As I rubbed my bottom against his thighs, I could feel his dick poking my legs.

He moved down from my lips and gave me kisses down my cheek to me neck. He gave me a deep kiss on my neck, his strong arms grasping me tighter. I whimpered and bit his ear.

"Goddamn baby, your skin is like butter! " he said, licking and biting my neck.

I giggled. " Why don't you show me more of you?". I pulled his tie, and he took off his shirt. His well toned chest and abs were glistening softly, and I took a moment to admire the beauty of his body. He had a natural coat of scrubby body hair, covering his well maintained body. I ran my hand across it, and it felt like touching a engineered hard product.

I ran my hands over his bulging arms. His forearms were thick, veins popping out of them, creating a beautiful texture like the delta of a river. He had a beautiful black skin, soft yet tautly holding his muscles. I stroked his beard, guiding his hands towards my breasts.

Hudson whistled softly, and cupped my tits, pressing them. Although I didn't have the most perfect body, Hudson's eyes gleamed in admiration as he softly ran his fingers across it. He slid my dress down my shoulders, and effortlessly hooked off my bra. He put his hand on my butt and pulled me closer to himself. His huge laps carried my little weight easily.

Hudson took his time with my breasts. His tongue swirled around my erect nipples, flicking then around. Sometimes he nibbled on them softly, sometimes he pinched them and looked up at me, teasing me. Jolts of electricity went up my chest as he stimulated my girlies. Finally he got up, with me still in his arms.

" I want to taste more of you Navvy "

He turned around and threw me against the bed. Taking off my dress swiftly, he jumped on top of me, both of us laughing. I was feeling really comfortable with him. Giving me a deep kiss, he moved down south, to my belly, and to my thighs. He buried his face in my thighs.

I was burning down there. My femininity was screaming for him to put his head down there and satisfy my thirst.

"Mmmhph.... Stop teasing me, will you?" I said, my voice quaking.

"What do you want? Say it!" Hudson changed his voice into a more dominating tone

"I want you to eat me, Hudson. I want to feel your tongue and fingers in my pussy!"

"Good girl"

Hudson pulled down my panties and threw them away. Putting his hands on my knees, he pulled them apart, moving his head down between my legs.

"Look at you all wet for me" he laughed.

He was not lying. It was a swimming pool down there. My panties were all wet, and I was throbbing down there. He began licking my clit, and I gasped loudly. His big, soft tongue twirled it around, his lips sucking on it. He rubbed it with his fingers, and put his middle finger inside me. He then moved it slowly in and out, while still playing with my clitoris.

Hudson knew exactly what he was doing. It had barely been a minute when the dam burst. I moaned loudly and arched my back. Tucking my hips up, I felt my whole body shuddered as I came. Hudson didn't stop, tasting every bit of juice oozing out of body. My whole body was drenched in sweat. I was in Nirvana.

I decided to return the favour to him, pulling his dick out of his pants. It was so big that my finger and thumb couldn't even meet when I grasped it. I stroked it with my hands and gave it a little kiss.

Hudson lied down and relaxed. He looked down royally as I sucked his dick. I could barely get half of it down my throat. But that wasn't going to do it for him.

"Deeper" he instructed, and pushed my head down softly. "C'mon baby, you can do it"

I gagged as his dick touched the back of my throat. I was drooling and slobbering all over it, making it wet and warm. My eyes were filled with tears, but I still sucked on like a good girl. It was a mess, but he loved it.

"Good girl. I like how wet you are making it!"

Hudson reached his hand down my back and spanked my ass hard. I whimpered. He was a beast, the most masculine man I had even see. I was ready to give my all for him. To be his beautiful woman on his beautiful night.

"I want you to fuck me" I whispered and kissed him.

I got down on the bed doggy style, and put my ass up. Hudson positioned himself behind me and stroked my ass. He then gave it a tight little spank.

"I like the way it jiggles," he laughed.

I felt him rubbing the tip of his penis against my pussy. When he slid it in, I jolted my body forward, crying out in pain.

"Shh, you got this. Just relax." Hudson said, reassuringly.

I took a deep breath and relaxed my body as I felt him inside me. He put his tip inside, and slowly pushed in further. I could feel my vagina opening up, something that my little fingers had never done. It felt like my puzzle had finally got its final piece. I felt so..... full.

I closed my eyes as Hudson swayed his hips in rhythmic motions, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. He spanked my ass and grabbed it, taking full authority over me.

I had never even been in doggy style position before. I was arching my back like an idiot, not knowing how to take him in and hold myself together. Hudson was more experienced though. He pulled my legs towards him, and pushed my lower back down. I felt every muscle in my lower body stretch as I felt my insides stretch because of his dick.

"How are you so good at this?" I asked him between breaths.

"There's a world outside of Calculus, baby" he laughed.

Deep down, I agreed with him. This was what I was missing out on all along, and it was thanks to him that I had finally found my womanhood. I turned and got on my back, wanting to see his face.

He reached down and kissed me. His chain was dangling in front of my face. I held it in my teeth, teasing him. Hudson looked in my eyes, and went all the way in. And for the first time in my life, I felt my cervix. His entire 8 incher was fully inside me, and my moans turned into little screams. My entire body went numb, and the only thing I could feel was him in my guts. I felt my inner machinery struggle to accommodate this giant, and the ruthless fury with which it claimed me.

He put his hands below my butt, and with him still inside me, stood up, picking me in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and legs around his waist, as he fucked me standing. He walked over to the window. It overlooked the lawn, and the prom night still going on underneath. The curtains were wide open, and we were in full view. I swear I saw a couple of people pointing up towards us.

"Hudson, people can see us!" I said.

"Good. I want them to." He said, as he pushed my back against the glass. "I have won you tonight".

Hudson had a few more positions in mind before calling it a day. First it was me standing up with one leg on the table with him behind me, then it was him laying back, with me riding him so that he could have his entire dick inside me. We took turns using our hands and tongues to make each other happy. It went on for hours.

Just me and him, him and me.

I could not count the number of times I came that night, but I do remember his explosion. At first I felt a throbbing sensation in me as his dick twitched. His lips let out a moan as he pulled out his penis out, cumming all over me.

It was a huge one, and by huge one I meant a hugeeee one. It felt like someone had poured a small bottle of cum all over me. He had been holding that forever, and I felt his warm juice shoot up right up to my face. It touched my lips, and I took out my tongue to taste every bit of it. It touched my nipples, my shoulders and drenched my entire belly.

Exhausted, I looked sideways and saw myself in a mirror beside our bed. I was a sight to behold. My hair was a mess, and cum drenched me from my forehead to my belly. I took a moment to cherish this beautiful scene. I just had the best night of my life, and to think it all started with a stupid bet. With this beautiful boy. I looked at myself and wondered how many girls were dying to be in my place, hoping to be loved that good and fucked that hard.

But in that moment, all I knew was that I deserved it. And so did he. I might not be a lot of things otherwise, but that night I was his fucktoy, his trophy, his baby girl.

His princess.