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 Well, I went back to school in the fall to start my junior year.  I was
doing pretty well academically, and was doing really bad sexually.  I had
moved to a different dorm, but my reputation followed me.  "She only does
blacks." Well, that's fine with me.  All those uptight white girls
whispering behind my back should experience a nice black cock inside of
them.  Then maybe they wouldn't be so uptight.

   Fall term was bad.  I couldn't seem to get a black guy interested in me.
I don't know why.  My only sex was when I masturbated, reliving some
session with Frank and Ron.  At one point, I seriously considered
purchasing a large black dildo to use.  But I knew it would not be the same
as a black cock.

   I went home for Christmas break, and was a bit down.  I hadn't had any
black cock in over six months.  I went into a chat room on the web for
interracial dating, but there were a lot of fakers and pretenders in that
room.  It was really kind of boring.  Then something interesting happened.

   It was January 2, and I was bored.  I had one more week off before I had
to return to school.  I had a part time job in the library and would have
to report a week before the other students.  I was sitting in the chat
room, half asleep, when some guy named SSSSSSammeee im'd me.  Now, I had
seen him in the room before.  And, just like me, he was pretty quiet.  We
started chatting in our private room, and he seemed nice.  We would chat
over the next few days, just giving up general information about ourselves.
Finally, I found out that he was an accountant in a bank, was twenty-six,
and lived about one mile from school.  But I didn't know if he was really
black or not.  We didn't exchange any pictures.

   Well, I went back to school.  I was living in a small apartment with
another girl that was owned by the university.  I went to work in the
library a week before school started and settled down.  One night I got to
chatting with SSSSSSammeee, and we decided to meet.  There was a local
coffee shop nearby, and we would meet there.

   Well, did I get a shock!  SSSSSammeee was indeed black.  His real name
was Sam.  He was about six-feet two, weighed easily close to three hundred
pounds, and was not very good looking at all.  But he was the deep, black
coffee color that I had really liked.  We had coffee, talked for about an
hour, went for a walk on a cold winter's night, and then agreed to meet
again.

   We went to dinner twice, both times at really nice places.  I was lucky
I had a few dresses to wear, because Sam always showed up in a shirt and
tie.  He was intelligent, charming, and well-read.  And despite the fact
that he was so damn fat and ugly, I was beginning to like him.  He was nice
to be with.

   Well, school started and I settled in to my job and work.  Sam would
call, and we would go to dinner or a movie every now and then.  I was
getting to really like him, but I was curious as to when he was going to do
a little more than be sociable, if you get my message.  He told me one
night at dinner that, because of his looks, he could never get a black or
Latino girl to date him when he was in school.  Finally, when he got to his
senior year in college, he started to date white girls.  And he told me
that he seemed to get along better with white girls.  As this was our fifth
date, I sort of hinted that I enjoyed his company but I would like to do a
bit more than just see a movie or eat dinner.  He sort of grinned.

   Well, one Friday night he invited me over for dinner.  It was casual and
quiet.  He was a pretty good cook.  We had some Lemon Chicken and white
wine with steamed veggies.  The food was excellent.  His apartment was
really nice; he must have made a pretty good living.  We settled down and
relaxed, and he popped a movie into his DVD player.  It was really
relaxing.

   Well, it didn't take long for Sam to warm up.  We began the normal way,
and in pretty quick order he had me down to my panties.  He was playing
with me, teasing me.  He was really good at nipple play.  And I was pretty
warm.  He called me his "little white doll," because I am so petite.  He
teased me some more, and then took off my panties and went to work for
real.

   Now, I never saw his cock.  He had me on the floor, driving me out of my
mind with his mouth and fingers.  And then he put it inside of me. 
Oh....my.......God!  He was huge!  I had never had anything inside of me
that was this large.  I spread my legs as wide as I possibly could, and
squirmed around this monster cock.  The thing actually touched my cervix.
That is one big cock!  And it was fat!  Now, he fucked me a second time
with it, and he seemed to stay hard forever.  But I didn't get a real good
look at it.  He would cum, and the second he lost his erection he would
pull out and pull up his boxers.  He was never completely nude that first
night.  But I know it was huge; I had it inside of me.  Our second
lovemaking, Sam let me see it.  It had to be a foot, easily.  Never mind
that he was ugly and fat.  I mean, he did have a big gut.  He had a penis
worth dying for.  It was heavenly!  I could hardly wait to get it inside of
me!  And Sam knew that, and used to tease me like crazy before he would
slowly put it in me.  And once inside me, I would get a nice, long steady
fuck.  Sam was great.

   I let Sam do one other thing to me I never let anyone else do.  We had
sex during my period.  The problem with sex during my period is that I am
much too sensitive.  My nipples and my mound are very tender, as is my
vagina and clitoris.  Sex is painful.  I didn't care.  I wanted that cock
inside of me.  I loved the mix of the pain and pleasure.  I even cried a
few times.  Sam seemed to enjoy making me squirm, and really enjoyed
impaling me with his monster.

   Sam would give me a great deal of pleasure during the spring term.  And
I would give him pleasure back.  He said he loved fucking me because I was
not afraid of his cock, like most girls.  And, since I would be working on
campus over the summer, Sam and I would see a lot of each other then.  He
had a surprise for me that summer that I never expected.  And it would be a
surprise that I would love.