Kaylee and the Black men

Yes this is a true story. Please excuse me if the spelling sucks or the grammar is off. I encourage you NOT to read this story if you are a racist or into love stories or you will be very mad..(seriously) not like I warned you.



Im Kaylee and it all started when I moved out of my hometown in Leigh Valley Pennsylvania. I was 16 and my Parents and I were headed to Los Angeles California due to job relocation. I had a boyfriend his name was Clay but the both of us knew it would be stupid to keep dating halfway across the country.

Watching TV I always had this glamorized image of LA. So being scared id look too “safe” I had my natural brunette breast length hair dyed to a Playboy- Playmate- Silver- blonde to bring out my aqua blue and sometimes green eyes. At the time I weighed only 98 pounds and had A 34 D sized chest. I stood at 5’7. As for my ass it wasn’t big but not small either. I became known as the “Sexy” white girl. At my predominately black school.

Anyways I met my black boyfriend De’rell (DuH-ReLL) through a part time job I had working at a Hip Hop Record Store. The instant we met we just seemed had click so well. I forgot about the fact he was black and I’m sure he felt the same way when it came to me.. I felt like the search for a soul mate was over. I definitely was no virgin, my white ex Clay and I had sex like a zillion times. As for De’rell and I, I had him patiently waiting.

De’rell was very handsome and charming. He was 19 and played basketball and football before he graduated and he was still slightly popular. He was dark complected with dark brown eyes. He had the body of an Aztec God. Every ounce of his body was covered in large hard working muscles. He was very buff and had amazingly wide shoulders. Most guys were scared of getting into any confrontation with him of any kind. He took shit from no one.. He would pick me up after school and we’d just hang out and talk at the record store I worked at. But this day was much more different.

We finally got to his place. A small apartment in Compton, LA… Without any talk he grabbed me and began to kiss me. His kiss was full on and hungry. I kissed him back as I felt his giant black hand go up my little pink dress roughly rubbing my asscheek. At first I kept listening to my conscience telling me to stop, but after the feeling his touch gave me I acted on impulse.

I quickly slid my backpack off my shoulders. As we kissed our way into the kitchen. His hands now fondling my breasts. And me getting wetter by the moment as I pulled his shirt off. I began to suck and lick all over his chocolate chest. Then he roughly picked me up and laid me out on the kitchen table. No longer kissing anymore. I gazed at his beautiful worked out body and chiseled abs and surprisingly buff pecs as I began to spread my legs.

I spread my legs as far as they could go as he got out of his pants and pulled his massively large sable colored dick out. I bit down on my lower lip anticipating the moment he’d be inside me. He reached his hands up my dress and pulled off my see through panties, once they were off he held them in the air and quickly smelled them. He gave me a soft grin as I giggled, then he positioned himself in front of me.

With this large black cock of his he pushed it inside me in one big rough thrust groaning immediately afterwards. I moaned softly as he filled me. All of me. I haven’t felt dick inside my pussy in a long time and it felt so damn good. In less than 2 seconds I gripped on to the sides of the table knowing this was going to be good. He did another tiny grin and pulled out his thick unprotected cock wet and shiny with my juices. He roughly drove himself into me again as i was ready to lose my mind.

He felt so good inside of me as he kept rubbing my g spot over and over again making me moan louder than the last time. His cock reaching places Clay never reached. He began going faster as my large tits bounced up and down through my dress. He picked up my legs by the backs of my knees and began ramming into me like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

I was experiencing pain. It felt like I was being ripped in two but the pleasure over ruled it. He kept quickly jamming himself into me groaning and breathing hard. My pussy walls contracted making the feeling for him even better. The feeling his cock was giving me was amazing I was about to have the greatest climax ever. I continuously moaned and sweetly called out his name.

De’rell still tightly gripped onto the backs of my knees as he groaned and said dirty things between heavy breaths. I began squeezing the hell out of that tiny circle wooden table and without warning I felt warm thick liquid quickly shoot into my body, that completed my orgasm. Me incessantly moaning while he emptied every bit of his cum into me.

With the both of us still breathing hard he slowly pulled out his dick. It was now going soft. He let go of my knees as I still laid on top of the table feeling his cum drip out of me but most of it swimming inside me. He quickly put his clothes back on. Not even saying a word about anything as I proceeded to get off the table pulling down my dress and putting my panties back on. De’rell grabbed me by the hand walking me to the car and dropping me off at home.

(ABOUT 3 OR 4 WEEKS LATER)


I put on a skimpy white dress with spaghetti thin straps. It fit tightly around my body exposing every curve and making my breasts look unbelievably large and like always a little bit of asscheek was out.