Wild White Girl
(M/f, size, ir, cons)by Kysa Braswell and Used
www.kysaonline.com
It was an early spring day and I was coming back from one of the first trips to the outdoor basketball court when I returned to see all the choice parking spots in front of my apartment taken by a moving van. I went around to the back of the van and ran smack into the most beautiful girl I had ever met in my life. Before I new it I had offered my services to help the young girl move in. I knew it must have been love because I was giving up March Madness games on TV to help out.
After a couple of hours of work we finally had gotten the majority of the stuff up the stairs. Her apartment as luck would have it was directly across from mine. I was just thinking about getting back to my place to watch the end of the game when she read my mind.
"Can I get you a beer? It's the least I could offer for your help. You don't mind if I turn on the Missouri-UCLA game do you?", she went on. "I know a few guys on the team."
"I couldn't think of anything better," I responded.
During the course of the game I learned details about my beautiful new neighbor. She was 25 years old and a couple of years out of college. Her name was Kysa and she had moved out East from the Midwest to take a job with a prestigious market research firm.
"Can I take you out tonight and show you the area a little bit?", I asked meekly.
"Sure that'd be great. Let me work on fixing my place up and I'll come across the hall and grab you when I'm ready," Kysa answered enthusiastically.
That night we went out and had a great time. We had a great dinner at a Japanese restaurant and went out for drinks afterwards. I knew I was hooked on Kysa already. I tried to slow myself down, but I was falling head over heels for this girl. At the end of the night, we stood awkwardly outside her door talking for a minute. Kysa kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for the fun time.
Over the next week or two, I left Kysa several voice messages and tried in vain to get a glimpse of her in the hallway. Finally, about two weeks later we ran into each other in the parking lot. We talked for a minute or two and I asked her if she'd like to do something this upcoming weekend.
"Mike, you should know I really like you, but with this new job my career is really going to be my priority for awhile," Kysa warned me.
Her words devastated me, but I would not be deterred, "That's ok, if you ever get some time we can hang out."
That weekend I went to a movie with a couple of friends. It was a decent movie for guys who like movies. No plot, but some well-crafted action. As I parked my car, I noticed the car next to me was rocking a bit.
I looked over to see a large black man reclining back in the driver seat. His eyes were closed, but he had a huge smile on his face. As I sat up a bit I was able to a girls head going up and down on his obviously large shaft. I had never seen anything like this and the situation seemed surreal. Things took an unexpected twist when the girl looked up for a second. It was Kysa! She looked surprised to see me for just a second and the she flashed my the most wicked smile I had ever seen. Kysa looked my eyes with hers and then began to lick the enormous black head like a lollipop. Kysa then went back down on the guy and I made a hurried exit to my apartment.
This was a strange experience for me. I was really hurt on one level, but it also excited me. I masturbated three times that night thinking about Kysa and her full lips wrapped around that black cock. I drifted off to sleep imaging much more.
I slept in late the next morning and was awoken by a knock on my front door. As I opened the door I was shocked to Kysa standing their with a cup of Starbuck's coffee. She looked fantastic in a shirt that was tight against her perfect firm D-cup breasts and shorts that showed off both her vivacious ass and her slender legs.
"It's time to get up sleepy head," Kysa smiled as she handed me the warm brew. "I hope I didn't shock you too much last night. That was an old boyfriend of mine that was in town and we got a little carried away."
"No, no you didn't shock my sensibilities at all," I lied.
"Well, good. Do you know where Springvale is? There's a wine festival there today. Do you want to go," she asked as she locked in her big gorgeous eyes.
I could offer no resistance to her as I melted in her glaze. "I'd love to," was my response.
We had another great time full of interesting conversation and laughs. Kysa really was a beautiful person that enjoyed life. I realized that I was falling even more deeply for her and would do anything for her. Over the next few weeks we would see each other now and then, but I never tried to put the moves on Kysa.
One night after we went to catch a movie we ended up back at Kysa's place talking on the couch. One thing led to another and we leaned in towards each other and started kissing. For me that kiss was like a drink of water after crossing a barren wasteland. I started to grab her fabulous tits when she directed to the floor in front of her.
"Mike, I want you to get on your knees in front of me," Kysa purred. After I complied she lifted her skirt and pulled my lips into her sweet crotch. I licked away until she had an orgasm. Kysa cried out as she tightened her knees around my head like a vise.
"Take out your dick and make yourself cum," she directed.
In about 30 seconds I was cumming like crazy.
"Well, it looks like you enjoyed that. I know I did. You certainly are good with your tongue. I'm glad," Kysa concluded with a smile.
"I'm having a party next week Mike for some folks at work and a few of my out of town friends. Why don't you plan to come over and bring some friends if you want."
That week inched along as I looked forward to the party. I felt like Kysa and I were finally getting to the point where we could start taking our relationship to the next level. I even confided to a couple of friends that this could be the one for me.
I invited two of my buddies Mark and Bob over to the party. By the time we crossed the hall over to Kysa's the party was in full swing. Most everyone at the party was from Kysa's work except for two good looking black guys that were friends of Kysa from somewhere else and an old college friend of hers named Lisa.
As the party started to thin out Kysa was spending more of her time with her black boyfriends than anyone else. Soon it was just Mark, Bob, Lisa and I in the living room talking. We were all pretty drunk from the night's festivities.
Bob was the first one to bring it up, but we were all thinking it. "Mike I thought this was your girl? She seems to be awfully close with those other guys."
Lisa laughed," I'm sorry to laugh. Kysa does like you it's just that that girl loves to fuck black guys."
I started to turn to beet red when I heard Kysa call out for me to come down into her bedroom. When I got down there I found Kysa naked from the top up covered with a blanket on her bottom half. She was going to town on her friend Tom's big black dick. I had never really seen anything like it. If that was a dick I don't what I had, but it was tiny in comparison.
Just then her other friend Jamal came out of the bathroom swinging his donkey dick in the air. It was about the same length as Tom's but a little thicker. Jamal maneuvered Kysa onto her all fours and started to take her from behind. She got into a rhythm thrusting back against Jamal and down on Tom. Eighteen inched of ebony pipe filling her orifices. I had my little dick out and I was whacking it for all I had. I came long before the men did. Jamal came as he grabbed Kysa's hips even tighter yelling with animal intensity. Seconds later Tom let lose a geyser of cum into Kysa's face and hair. The guys quickly cleaned up and dressed, as they had a long drive back that night.
"You're still a wild white bitch, Kysa. Next time we'll come for the weekend and bring some boys," Jamal announced.
As the guys were leaving Kysa motioned for me to clean her pussy out. I hesitated for a moment then got to work.
"That's it! Clean my pussy out with your sweet tongue. That's definitely your best sexual instrument," Kysa teased me. As I continued my duty she went on, "I'm glad you like doing this because I like you and I want you in my life. I love big cock and I've had a lot of it the past few years. I even have a web site dedicated to it, but now I'd like someone regular to hang out with and have a longer term relationship with. I'm not ready to give up a stead diet of big cock though. With your small prick we're a perfect match. You can't possibly please me or any woman really so you don't object to me getting laid, don't you agree?."
I just nodded as I worked even more feverishly on her cunt.
"Look you just came again, while you were eating me out," Kysa laughed. "This is going to work out excellently I think.
It did in fact work out famously, but that's a story for another time.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com