My name is Jason Walden. Friends call me Jay. People say I kind of look like the actor/comedian Chris Rock. Whatever. I'm a tall, slim young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I attend Bridgewater State College, where I major in business administration. Life is okay these days. I just want to get my degree and get the fuck out of dodge, you know? Brockton is mad boring, son! Unfortunately, things don't always work out the way you plan. I was in a real bind this summer and I decided to make a little extra money. Next thing I know, I'm involved in a robbery scheme. Luckily, no one knows I was involved and the other players aren't talking. They're kind of busy spending money in Hawaii at this moment. I made a quick getaway with lots of cash and I think I'm headed for easy street.
It all began when my Haitian buddy Steve Vincent approached me with one of his get-rich-quick schemes. Steve is a big and tall black guy I've known since my high school days. He used to play varsity football and I was a baseball player, back in the day. Even back then, there was something off about the man. Steve is a really weird cat if you ask me. Good-looking, smart, good with the ladies. Oh, and he's got zero conscience. These days, he goes to UMass-Boston, majoring in Criminal Justice. He recently told me he wants to be a policeman. I don't think that's such a good idea. Why? Because he's evil!
When you first meet him, he seems like a nice guy. However, he's not. The truth is that he's a sociopath. He thinks I don't know but I'm a lot sharper than most people give me credit for. I'm no saint. Got a bit of the dark side in me too. I enjoy a little chaos every now and then. Steve and I have had some fun together but haven't done anything outright sexual before. Oh, well. I guess there's a first time for everything. That's what I told myself the first time he talked me into an orgy with some of the women on our old campus.
That was two years ago, when we had some raunchy fun with these gals at Bay State University in Boston. Steve always knew where the fun parties were. I guess that's why I hung out with him so much. It certainly wasn't because of his personality. Steve was just weird, folks. Rumor on campus is that he's bisexual. I could see it happening. Steve has always loved two things, sex and money. Not necessarily in that order. I got nothing against psychopathically inclined bisexual adventurers as long as they show me a good time. Life on campus is boring and I can't stand it. I'm a fun-loving guy. So when Steve told me about these chicks who wanted to hook up, I went along.
We met these broads at their dorm located along Commonwealth Avenue. When we got there, the broads greeted us in their night shirts and panties. Hey, I don't mind. It had been so long since I got some, I was growing calluses on my hands from excessive masturbation. Steve made the introductions. The first chick was big, black and quite tall, with a thick body, wide hips, thick legs and a fat ass. She was kind of light-skinned, with short hair. Not exactly my type but I do love a fat ass. Her name was Jackie Monteiro. I had seen her around Bay State University, hanging out with these two ridiculous Greek bastards who occasionally clowned around with Steve. Big Jackie is what we called her. I shook hands with Big Jackie, who smiled at me.
The other chick was more to my liking. Her name was Kara Doyle. She was tall, slim and athletic, but with big tits, a narrow waist and a nice, plump ass. Her skin was alabaster and her hair was light brown. She had pretty green eyes. I don't know why but lately, I've had a thing for white chicks. That's weird, isn't it? Oh, I got nothing against white folks. It's just that ever since I came to a school full of them, white booty has got me hypnotized. And I'm not the only black male college student who feels this way. Lots of black male athletes got white girlfriends on our campus. It wasn't like that at my old high school, Brockton Community High School. Back there, I knew of many blacks and whites who were friends but seldom dated. In college, it was a whole new ball game.
Anyhow, there we were. Two young black college men sitting in these chicks apartment, drinking wine and chilling. Steve asked Big Jackie to put a porno tape in the VCR. I watched the screen. It was an interracial porn tape. This black porn actor named Brian played the part of an athlete whose sexy white female tutor seduced him. I watched as the two of them did their thing on TV. The guy sat on the couch and the older white woman sucked his cock and licked his balls. Then, he put her on all fours and shoved his dick up her ass. I watched, growing more excited by the minute. I glanced at Big Jackie and Kara, and noticed both had their eyes glued on the screen. Who says chicks don't like porn?
I felt my dick harden as the black guy on screen pumped his cock in and out of the older white woman's asshole. She squealed in delight as he sodomized her. I grinned. I wouldn't mind being in this scene. Like lots of young black guys, I've fantasized about fucking a white woman in the ass many times. Lots of them are into anal sex. Sometimes, I think some white chicks are freakier in bed than some black chicks. I've heard stories from black college guys about white chicks who not only suck dick really well but also will drink a brother's cum and also let him stick his cock in their pussy and ass. All in one night. Hot damn! I looked at Kara and she looked at me. Without a word being spoken, we moved toward each other.
Kara kissed me, then wrapped her arms around me. She began unbuttoning my shirt hastily. I smiled. I liked a sexually aggressive woman. Especially a hot one like Kara. In no time she took my pants off. I laughed, and told her to slow down. Damn, it's not like I was going to run away! Kara laughed, and told me she had never been with a black man before. I smiled, and told her there was a first time for everything. She held my cock in her hands. My eight inches of long and thick, uncircumcised black dick. She was puzzled by my foreskin. I told her I was all natural and intended to stay that way. She grinned, told me she didn't care one way or the other and just wanted to taste me. What do you think I said to that? Yes, ma'am! Taste away!