In college, I dated this guy named Reggie. Reggie was a cool dude, but he never left me alone. As big as his dick was, he was that annoying and paranoid. Reggie had a bad habit of accusing my friend Cameron of trying to fuck me. First off, Cameron was gay. Secondly, Cameron was white.

I’m not racist or anything; it’s just that everyone knows white guys don’t have the biggest dicks. And more than anything, a big dick is what I needed. And besides, my extra dark chocolate skin tone only attracts other black people. White guys, especially, don’t seem attracted to my smooth dark skin.

Yes, Cameron flirted with me a lot, but he knew I only dated black guys, and he was gay. Despite Cam’s obvious gayness, Reggie insisted on texting and calling every five minutes when he knew I was hanging out with Cameron. It didn’t bother Cameron that much, but it was getting on my last nerve. I began dreaming of the day that Cameron found me a new boyfriend.

Cameron was on the basketball team, so he had access to the locker room where all those big black athletes let their massive dicks dangle freely. Whenever he spotted one mouth-watering enough to satisfy me, he’d chat me up to the guy. Then, I could break up with Reggie.

One day, after practice, Cameron called and said he wanted to hang out. I thought I knew what that meant, so I rushed over to his off-campus apartment. Cam came from an affluent background, so his apartment was more like a 4,000-square-foot mini-mansion on the fourth floor of a luxury complex.

When I got there, Cam was getting out of the shower and wearing only a towel. As mentioned before, I’ve never been attracted to white guys, but Cameron looked too much like Chris Hemsworth in Thor: Ragnarök not to admit that he was hot. Especially with those dark crystal blue eyes.

Before I could take in how sexy my gay, white friend was, my phone buzzed. I didn’t even have to look; I knew it was Reggie.

I took my phone out of my pocket and rolled my eyes as I saw a text from Reggie. “I’m so sick of this boy.”

“Anytime you want to give white cock a try…” Cameron grabbed two beers from the kitchen and walked to where I was sitting. “I’d be more than happy to oblige,” he added, handing me one of the beers. “Oh, and before you say anything, my cock is more than big enough.”

Standing in front of me, his towel had a slight bulge in it. “I don’t know what you consider ‘big’, but this little thing…” I reached over, grabbed the towel, and pulled it down. “Is not big enough… for any…”

My mouth dropped. What hung before me, attached to my gay white friend, was a huge white dick. The little bulge in his towel was not because his little dick was hard. It was because his gigantic dick was too big to be concealed behind that thin towel.

“Oh, will you look at that? It seems my little white dick is more than big enough. Isn’t that right, Maya?”

All I could do was stare as his pale, pinkish giant. Usually, I didn’t like the look of an uncircumcised dick, but Cam’s dick just made me horny. Foreskin or no foreskin, I needed his big white dick inside me. As I licked my lips, Cam leaned down and kissed me.

We both dropped our beers as I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him deep into our kiss. His soft lips sent chills up and down my spine, and his tongue slithered into my mouth. Our kiss ended abruptly as my phone buzzed again.

Cameron leaned up and stroked his hardening dick while looking down at me. “So, what do you want to do? Answer the phone or fuck a white guy?”

Again, my eyes dropped to his growing monstrosity. Fully hard, that thing had to be pushing ten inches, and it was thick; much thicker than Reggie’s. Without a word, I moved to the edge of the couch and took his white cock in my hands. Even with two hands on it, Cam’s cock still had inches to spare.

I gave him a gentle stroke, pulling his foreskin back and revealing his shiny purple head. As I kissed his tip, he throbbed in my hand, scaring me by how hard he throbbed. “Ooh, boy, you go make my pussy wet as hell.”

I moved his cock to my lips and kissed his tip again. Again, it throbbed and a sweet bead of pre-cum dripped onto my bottom lip. Before I could savor his flavor, Cam leaned down and kissed me again, sharing in his flavor. Black guys don’t kiss you once you’ve had their dicks in your mouth, so Cameron’s sensual kiss surprised and aroused me.

“Take off your top,” he whispered in my ear before kissing me again.

I leaned back and quickly stripped off my shirt and bra, freeing my round 34D tits. I thought for sure, he’d paw and squeeze at them the moment they were free, but he didn’t. Instead, he put his hand on the back of my neck and guided me toward his shiny cock.

His dick dangled in front of my face, making my full lips look small and thin as he lay his massive tool on my face. I looked up at him passed his big dick and ogled his ripped torso. Looking down at me as my dark hands stroked up and down his pale cock made his muscular body flex and tense. I loved watching his tight, tattooed muscles strain as I pumped pre-cum onto my face.

The hot slime made my mouth water and my pussy wetter. I needed his cock in my mouth, but I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to tease his uncut dick. As more pre-cum dripped from his cock, I slid my tongue under his foreskin and teased the sensitive underside of his bulbous, purple head. I was making his sexy body flex so hard that he grabbed two handfuls of my hair to steady himself.

Ordinarily, you don’t touch a black girl’s hair, but Cam’s gorgeous body and mouth-watering girth made me want to give him whatever he wanted. He not only touched my hair, but he also undid my ponytail and set my shoulder-length faux dreads loose. After running his hands through my hair a few times, I looked like a ferocious jungle cat, which only made Cam’s cock that much harder. It was at that point that I realized the severity of Cameron’s jungle fever.

To appease him, I opened my mouth wide, taking his massive head between my lips. I’ve never sucked black dicks that size, so sucking his throbbing white dick was uncomfortable at first. After a few strokes and a few more beads of pre-cum to slick my throat, I began taking Cam’s hardness into my mouth. He slid his right hand to the base of my skull and guided my throat onto his thick dick.

I used both hands to stroke his long shaft, working my lips closer to his hairless mound. Five inches in my mouth, I began sucking hard and flicking my tongue on the underside of his dick. Again, he ran his hands through my hair, this time, gently pulling some of my locks into two pigtails.

His cock smelled like sweet melon, probably the girly bodywash I bought for him when I thought he was girly-gay. As he throbbed in my mouth, I also tasted the tangy pre-cum sliding down my throat. I wanted badly to deepthroat him, but his cock was too much to swallow; so instead, I wrapped my lips around his shaft tighter and sucked harder. I felt him swelling in my hands, signaling the start of his orgasmic explosion.

“Wait! Wait! Wait!” He begged.

Cameron wanted to pull out, but I held his dick deep in my mouth. With my right hand, I massaged the base of his dick; with my left, I squeezed his hairless balls.

“Give me your white boy cum,” I begged. “Cum in my mouth!” I opened my mouth and rested his dick on my tongue. He loosened his grip, and I slid his cock back into my mouth. Inch after inch glided down my throat, as I was eager to make him cum.

Suddenly, he thrust his hips forward and pushed his huge cock to the back of my throat. I gagged and smiled as he throat-fucked me, matching the intensity of my sucking and slurping. I loved the feeling of his hairless mound against my lips as I finally took him all the way in my throat. When he felt my strong neck muscles gripping his cock, he exploded, unable to control himself. He pulled my head against his smooth crotch and flooded my throat with an endless surge of hot cum.

While his dick still twitched, I pulled him from my mouth and kissed his tip. His magical white dick stayed hard. It even shot a final thin rope of cum across my face, teasing me with what was to come.

“Your cum is so sweet,” I whimpered while savoring his flavor in the back of my throat.

Before I could say anything else, he leaned down and kissed me harder than before. He was unphased by the thin rope of cum across my lips. We shared his slimy decadence with a deep, nipple-rousing kiss. His hands traced the outlines of my waist, down to my hips, and around to my phat ass. Cam always loved making jokes about my ass; finally, I realized why.

Once he had two handfuls of my ass cheeks, he lifted me off the couch and carried me to his bedroom. He threw me on the bed and jumped on top of me. We continued kissing and licking each other’s tongues until he wanted more. He broke our heated kiss and began nibbling on my ears and neck, planting little kisses wherever his teeth left bite marks.

“You should’ve waited. I wanted to shoot a big load deep inside your pussy,” he teasingly whispered in my ear. “Now, I’m going to have to fucking punish you.”

“Don’t worry…” I reached down and grabbed his hairless sack and massaged his sensitive balls. “With big cum-makers like these, I bet you’ve still got plenty to shoot.”

He laughed and kissed me on the lips gently before kissing down my neck to my chest. A deep moan escaped my lips as he sucked my hard, dark chocolate nipple into his mouth. His free hand massaged and pinched my other tit until he was ready to switch. He treated my glorious globes like sacred relics, never attending to one more than the other. From all his massaging, licking, and sucking, he almost made me cum with my pants still on.

While still kissing and nibbling on my nipples, he used his other hand to reach between my trembling legs and rub the wet crotch of my jeans. The tiny lace panties between the jeans’ fabric and my wet pussy did little to help conceal my plump pussy’s shape. Rather than roughly rub up and down, like all my black boyfriends, Cameron softly twirled his fingers. When his rubbing made my toes curl, my legs instinctively opened wider, allowing him to lay his weight on my hips.

He rubbed his engorged enormity against the wet crotch of my jeans. My puckered pussy lips ached to be spread open by his thick dick, but the tight fabric held them at bay. He nibbled his way down my flat stomach, stopping to tongue-fuck my belly button until I forced his head down lower.

Ignoring my urgency, he took the time to bite my hips while pealing my skin-thigh jeans and wet panties down. He softly followed the pealing fabric closely, kissing every inch of my thighs and legs as they were revealed. Once down to my ankle, he massaged my feet and nibbled on my toes. When I could take no more, he flipped me onto my stomach and kissed his way up to my big ass.

“God, I love staring at this phat ass!” He marveled my tight, bubbly cheeks before pulling my ass up into the air. “You’ve got an ass like Tiffany Haddish. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Then take it, white boy. Fuck me!”

Instead of his dick, it was his tongue that entered my pussy from behind. Not a lot of ex-boyfriends, including then-boyfriend Reggie, ate my pussy at all. They definitely wouldn’t eat me from the back. Cameron dined on my pussy like a heavenly dessert. I don’t think there’s a spot on or in my pussy his tongue didn’t tease.

He sucked on my lips and tongue-fucked my blackberry pussy until I was rocking against his face. Once he had me on the ropes, he slid two fingers against my g-spot and sucked my clit into his mouth. His tongue twirled and twisted against my sensitive button as his fingers found a fantastic rhythm. Sucking twirls mixed with swirling thrusts, and I melted in his hand. I had to bite down on one of his pillows to stop myself screaming so loud; I’d disturb the neighbors.

As I shook and convulsed from the waves of orgasm, Cameron laid me down flat and massaged my aching pelvic muscles while lightly kissing between my ass cheeks. Before I came fully down off my euphoric high, Cameron’s tongue found a new target; my virgin asshole.

I wanted to stop him; I really did, but his tongue was too talented. That was the first time anyone had even tried to eat out my asshole, and I loved every second of it. If his tongue wasn’t dancing inside my ass, he was blowing a gentle breeze over my wet rosebud.

Again, he slid two fingers into my dripping pussy; this time, while giving my tight ass a tongue-ing. Like before, my body flooded with orgasmic sensation, drowning me in hot lust. I dug my nails into his sheets and buried my face in a pillow while bouncing my phat ass against his thrusting tongue. He moaned and wiggled his head, pushing his tongue deeper while driving his fingers into me harder. My pussy gushed, sprinkling his hand in slippery squirt; another first for me.

Scared my orgasm would make me blackout, I pulled myself away from him and begged him to stop. He crawled up on my back and lay on top of me, nibbling on my ear as I came down off another high-octane orgasm. I felt his hard dick beating against my puffy lips as he pressed his tip at my wet entrance.

He waited for me to calm down enough to kiss him ‘thank you’ before slipping his bulbous head into my sweet hole. My toes curled hard and I gripped the sheets as hard as I could as his thickness opened my tight entrance. I’ve fucked myself with some pretty big dildos before, but I never felt a live cock that big inside me.

First came long slow thrusts, stretching my tight velvety walls while allowing me to adjust to his girth. Once my pussy slicked his cock enough, he started pumping hard against my ass. The thrusts were still slow, but they rocked the bed as we collided. He held my hips tight, preventing me from sliding away as he pummeled my pussy.

I felt the tip of his covered cock tickle my cervix as all near-ten inches of him slid into my wanton tunnel. He wasted no time in building me up to an explosive orgasm. Just feeling all of him inside me at once, thrusting from my stretched entrance to newly reached depths made me cum hard. Not even his pillows could muffle my screams of pleasure. My body turned to jelly and lay helpless as he slammed into my convulsing cunt over and over, intensifying my orgasm that much more.

My pussy felt like a steamy waterfall running around a thick drill making its way deeper. The pleasure of my orgasm reached a point of turning to pain, but I didn’t want the pain to stop, and it didn’t. Amid my orgasmic deluge, Cameron picked up his pace, slamming himself against me even faster.

I couldn’t stop shaking or vibrating; my pussy was getting fucked like a ragdoll. It was like a machine was fucking the hell out of me until I felt his hands massaging me again. He leaned down and starting kissing and biting my neck and ear. All these sensations collided, turning me into an orgasmic factory, overwhelming me with light-headed passion. I was in heaven being fucked by a big white cock, and I lost control entirely.

He gave me orgasm after orgasm, just seconds apart. Our bodies swirled together as I bounced my phat ass into his thrusts, driving him wild. Somehow, I found the strength to twerk my ass into his rampaging hips, clapping my pussy on his fat dick. Just as our passion and wild lust was about to reach new heights, my phone buzzed again.

Cameron had thrown my pants and panties on the bed next to us, so I reached for my phone, knowing who was calling. I answered Reggie’s facetime just as Cam was giving me another world-rocking orgasm.

“Hey, baby,” I moaned.

“Hey, are you…” Reggie got quiet for a minute and listened to me moaning. “What the fuck? What the fuck’s going on?”

“Oh, you know. Cameron’s just fucking me with his big white dick. It feels so good, baby. He fucks so much better than you.”

“I knew it. You dirty ass hoe! I knew you was fucking that white boy!”

“Hey,” Cameron yelled while continuing to fuck me. “Don’t call her a hoe you little weak-dick bitch.”

“Ooh, fuck; you tell him, Cam. Tell him not to call your black slut a hoe!” I laughed as I looked up and saw Reggie’s face on my phone. I stared into my phone as Cam made me cum again, keeping eye contact with Reggie.

“I’m go fucked you up when I see you, white boy. I don’t even care no way; I been fucking-”

“Watch this, Reg. He’s about to make him cum again.” I reached under our bodies and pointed my phone right at my swollen chocolate, pink-berry pussy getting fucked by Cameron’s big white cock. “Fucking look at how big he is! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me with that white dick!”

As Reggie began screaming, Cam plowed my pussy into another squirting orgasm. It was the first time I squirted on a cock, but Reggie didn’t need to know that. I drenched my phone in pussy juice, and Cam just kept fucking me, relentlessly sliding his long girth back and forth inside my wet, silk trap. Eventually, I came down off another series of mind-bending orgasms and pulled the phone from under our bodies.

“Fuck you, Maya! You ain’t nothing but a hoe and fuck that white boy too.”

“Oh, I will, again and again. Bye you little bitch,” I moaned as I hung up and threw my phone off the bed.

Suddenly, Cameron leaned his entire weight on my ass, pushing his cock hard against my cervix. The pain was unbearable, but my endless waves of orgasms were still wracking my body, so it only hurt for a second.

Cam kissed the back of my neck and slowly pulled his enraged cock out of my well-fucked hole. He was still hard as a rock and no cum flooded out of my sweet cunt, so I knew he wasn't through with me. He rolled me onto my back and slid his monstrous appendage back into my gaping pussy.

“Oh my gosh. Your black pussy is magical.”

“Well, you know what they say.” I kissed him gently on the lips, lightly flicking my tongue inside his mouth. “The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.”

“I highly doubt any pussy is as good as this. Your blackberry is the sweetest and juiciest.”

I wanted to support my dark chocolate sistas, but the boy had a point; my pussy is the best. While loving his complement, he began thrusting again. In the missionary position, his dick was right up against my cervix, but the pain immediately faded as he picked up his pace. My body instinctively resumed its orgasmic savageness.

Again and again, Cameron made me cum screaming at the top of my lungs. We tried kissing to stifle my screams of passion, but nothing could keep me quiet once I was overtaken by elation. All I could feel was his thick dick ripping me in half and wanting more. His bulging veins felt like ripples creating additional sensation inside my ever-convulsing silky, wet pussy.

I wrapped my arms around his body and pulled him closer, kissing him harder to stop myself from losing even more control. My pussy was gushing and splashing juice all over both of us. I feared that he’d fuck me so hard; I’d pee on myself, so I begged him to stop.

“I can’t,” he responded. “I can’t!”

“You’re making me cum too hard! You have to stop…” Another orgasm ripped through me, clamping my tight pussy around his cock like a vice grip. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

“Keep cumming, Maya! Don’t stop! Keep cumming! Squeeze your deliciously tight pussy tighter. I’m so close. I can’t stop; I’m so close!”

Realizing how close I was to finally getting a pussy full of Cameron’s cum, I used all of my strength to tighten my cumming cunt harder and milk his cock for all it’s worth. As another orgasm built inside me, Cam slammed his hips into harder than usual, crashing into my cervix and sending me spiraling into a mystifying world of pain and pleasure. Everything around me went dark and all I felt was hot liquid swirling inside my empty hole, but even that faded.

The next thing I remember was waking up the next morning. His windows had thick curtains, but the sun was still shining out from the edges. My entire body hurt like I’d been hit by a freight train, especially my pussy. I slowly rolled onto my back and lifted the covers to see my battered kitten swollen and bruised.

Cameron was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear him moving around in the kitchen. I don’t remember falling asleep or feeling Cameron’s hot liquid white gold flooding my pussy, but I could clearly see dried cum on my thighs and some sticky goo on my wet pussy lips. All night, my pussy must’ve stayed wet, but how long had I slept.

I spent the next few minutes building the strength to get out of bed. I can’t explain just how much my body ached. It felt like I’d been gangbanged by fifty men, and there were enough stains on the sheets to support that I had been fucked by that many men. I found it hard to believe that just one guy, a white guy no less, could make my pussy bust that hard that many times.

When I finally made my way into the kitchen, naked and my pussy dripping our love juices down the inside of my thighs, I saw Cameron cooking in nothing but his tight briefs. Seeing his massive sleeping bulge immediately reminded me that one white guy did turn me into his busted-pussy cum dumpster.

I stumbled over to him and gave him a passionate kiss, thanking him for opening my mind to new experiences. He responded by feeding me some freshly scrambled eggs he’d just cooked up before taking me the dining table and serving breakfast with coffee and orange juice.

“When breakfast is over, I want you to fuck me on this table!” I demanded.