I sat in the dark, staring at the images flashing on my computer screen. My fingers were busy attacking my erect clit while my eyes focused on the large black cock impaling the tiny thin white girl deep inside my hairless pussy. A push of the mouse and another image jumped to the screen, this one of another white girl, but this time sucking on the knob of a huge ebony cock. The girl in the picture was very young, perhaps eighteen or nineteen years old, but the look on her face was that of absolute satisfaction and submission. My eyes were focused upward, looking directly at the face of the black stud who was feeding her his erection. My cunt contracted hard, the first sign of the deep orgasm that shook my body. My fingers flew over my clit, occasionally dipping into my hole to get lubrication for my hot little nub. Ever since I had my first orgasm three years earlier, I had fantasized about being forcefully taken by a black man with a huge cock. Why someone gets fixated on a certain sexual desire or fetish is something for the psychologists of the world, all I knew was that the mere sight of a large black erection made my cunt wet and my knees go weak. What excited me even more was if the cock in question was poking itself into a young white girl. With the advent of the World Wide Web, anyone could find sexually explicit material that satisfied his or her needs, and for I this meant spending my evenings cruising the interracial sites looking for images of giant black men having their way with innocent young white women!!! While I had never had any sexual contact with a male of any kind, I was sure that when the time came, she would give up my virginity to a black man with a huge cock, or at least that’s what she hoped!
The next day at school my friend Ashley pulled my over and in an excited voice said, “You should see what I found on the web last night, it’s a chat room about sex, you wouldn’t believe it!!!” “What do you mean about sex,” questioned I, “how to do it or what?” “No silly,” laughed Ashley, “people talk dirty to each other to, you know, get off!” “Wow, really,” asked an interested I? “Yeah,” replied Ashley, “you gotta come over after school, we’ll do it together, okay?” The two girls agreed to meet after school and go over to Ashley’s house. When they got there, the house was empty, no one else was at home, so Ashley sat down at the computer and quickly booted up, and several minutes later she was entering my name in the chat room directory and said, “Well babe, we’re in!” Using the moniker “hot teen”, several males quickly contacted me in hopes of having a private chat. Ashley picked out one who called himself “HungLong” and typed a reply. After a few pleasantries, HungLong got down to brass tacks and started asking very intimate sexual questions. Ashley kept answering, as well as asking a few of my own, and in no time flat she had HungLong cumming all over his keyboard! I watched in fascination as my friend traded hot talk with the unknown stranger, and after about a half hour Ashley logged off and shut down my computer. “Isn’t that just unreal,” she exclaimed, “getting a guy off with your computer, just amazing!!!” I agreed that yes indeed it was amazing, and wrote down the URL of the web site that hosted the chat room. She definitely would have to check this out for myself!
Later that evening, after finishing my home work, I sat down at my computer and dialed up the chat room web site. I called myself “HotWhiteTeen”, hoping that this handle would attract a black man. For the better part of an hour I didn’t answer or send any messages, she just observed what was happening, who was talkative, who wasn’t, who was vulgar, and who liked to keep it clean. People left the room, only to be replaced by others, many with unique chat room names. It was just one of those names that caught my eye, and made my heart leap, “BlackMeat” suddenly appeared on the screen, and within seconds he was knocking at my cyber sex door! “Hey baby,” he wrote, “how about getting together with a thirty five year old black stud?” It was now or never, and I took the plunge and replied, “I’m an eighteen year old white girl who has never had a black man before!” “Well baby,” he replied, “I have nine inches of hard black meat just for you!” My heart raced as me and my mystery stud traded hot sexy talk, this was much more exciting than looking at sexy images! The chance to interact with another person was a real turn on! After both of us had cum, we promised to meet again the following night at the same time. This went on for several weeks, and I began to feel that I really was coming to know my cyber sex pal! we not only traded hot sex talk, but also the mundane everyday stuff that friends just exchange with each other. This normal everyday stuff that made I feel like BlackMeat was becoming a true friend, so with a little trepidation, I made the first overture that maybe they could get together and meet, and it was quickly decided that we would meet on Saturday afternoon in the food court at the local mall. So that they would recognize each other, I would wear a red sweater vest and a Chicago Bears baseball cap, and Rod, his real name, would wear a black leather jacket and cowboy boots with silver toe guards. It was finally going to happen, and I could hardly wait!!!
I sat nervously at a table, sipping an iced tea and constantly scanning the room for my cyber lover. Just when I was ready to give up and leave, a tall handsome African American man approached my table and stated, “You must be Kat, I’m Rod!” I was instantly taken by the raw power that seemed to emanate from this huge black man, and my vagina instantly dampened at the prospect of seeing him nude! He excused himself for a moment, went over, bought himself a Coke, and returned and sat down at my table. “Like what you see so far,” he asked in a deep throaty voice? “Yes, very much,” I replied, “do you, I mean, do you like what you see too?” He laughed an easy laugh and answered, “Just fine, you look just fine!” After having had a number of orgasms together over the net, neither one really had many sexual secrets hidden from the other, except that was of course for the fact that I was a virgin, a little item she had omitted from my cyber sex resume! When I told Rod that I was really a virgin and had never done anything like this before, he became real excited and took my by the arm and led me to his car. In a few minutes they were in front of a newer apartment building, and Rod said, “This is where we get out, this is my place!”
With his big arm around my waist,we climbed a flight of stairs to the second floor where he unlocked his door and let them in. The apartment was dark and cozy, with African artifacts, pictures, and rugs dominating the decor. After weeks of cyber sex, Rod knew that Janelle was fascinated by the sight of naked black men, so he slowly began removing his clothing, starting with his shirt. I sat quietly watching as more of the muscular ebony body was exposed to my. My pussy was now leaking like a sieve, my panties becoming wet with my juice, and as Rod finally got down to just his under shorts, a pair of tight maroon bikinis, a huge lump was clearly visible through the thin material, and he stepped closer to my so she could get a better look. “Take them off baby,” he ordered, and with trembling hands I tugged them off his hips and down to his ankles. For the first time in my life I was staring at the real thing, an erect penis, and a huge black one at that!!!
I find myself in a dangerous mood. The kind of mood where I’ll push limits just for the rush of it. If I were a junkie I’d be in the seedy part of town by now, jonesing for my fix. If I weren’t such a professional girl I’d be in a dark bar right now, drinking whiskey with the regulars at 10am and squinting into the light each time someone opens the door. I’d happily climb on stage at the local topless bar and grind my tits and shake my ass for a few bucks. Give me an open stretch of highway and a dangerously fast car. Loud music and high heels too. The tables at Vegas are calling my name.
