I never thought much about white guys until that night at the bar. I was twenty-two, fresh out of college, and only ever fucked black men. Their dicks were thick, dark, and familiar. Then this tall white dude with messy brown hair bought me a drink and started talking. We ended up back at his apartment, clothes hitting the floor fast.
When he dropped his jeans, my eyes locked on it. His cock was long, pale, and already hard, the head pink and smooth with a thick vein running down the shaft. It looked different from anything Id seen. No heavy foreskin, just that clean, veiny length standing straight out, balls hanging low and full. I stared, mouth open, pussy getting wet instantly.
Never seen a white one before? he asked, smirking.
I shook my head, reached out, and wrapped my dark fingers around it. It felt hot and smooth, thicker at the base than I expected. I stroked once, watching the skin slide over the head, a bead of precum leaking out. It tasted clean when I licked it off. I dropped to my knees and took the head in my mouth, sucking slow, getting it sloppy with spit. My lips stretched around the girth while I pumped the shaft with both hands.
He groaned and grabbed my braids, pushing deeper until the head hit the back of my throat. I gagged but kept going, drool running down my chin onto my tits. The contrast of my brown skin against his pale cock looked filthy and hot. I bobbed faster, slurping loud, my free hand rubbing my clit through my panties.
He pulled me up, bent me over the couch, and yanked my thong aside. That white dick pressed against my pussy lips, sliding through my wetness. He pushed in slow, stretching me wider than I was used to. Inch after inch sank inside until his hips met my ass. I moaned loud, gripping the cushions. It felt differentlonger, hitting spots that made my legs shake.
He started fucking me hard, skin slapping loud. Each thrust made my ass ripple and my pussy clench. I reached back to feel where we joined, my fingers tracing his shaft as it disappeared into my dark folds. The sight of that pale cock pounding my black pussy drove me crazy. I came quick, squirting around him, juices running down my thighs.
He flipped me onto my back, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove in deep. My tits bounced with every stroke. He rubbed my clit with his thumb while he fucked me, making me cum again, tighter this time. I begged him to go harder. He did, pounding until the couch creaked. When he pulled out and stroked that thick white cock over my stomach, I watched the head swell and shoot rope after rope of cum across my dark skin. It looked so dirty and perfect.
We didnt stop there. I sucked him hard again, tasting my own pussy on him, then rode him reverse so he could watch my ass bounce on that pale dick. By morning I was sore, stretched, and already planning the next time Id get to seeand takeanother white cock.
