Introduction to Winston

I had nothing better to do one fall evening. The leaves were turning colors on my college campus, and I was through studying for a while. I wandered around aimlessly, a light gait in my step, and my mind darting between thoughts. It's going to be a good evening.

The transfer to this college was one of the best decisions I've made. My previous college was starting to affect my health. Things were not going as planned, negative events in my personal life, and a total lack of direction were all catalysts to get me where I am now. I can compartmentalize very well, but last semester was a challenge. In my Psychology 101 class, I can still hear my professor defining that word, compartmentalize: "Compartmentalization allows conflicting ideas to co-exist by inhibiting direct or explicit acknowledgement and interaction between separate compartmentalized self-states." A smile spread across my face - guess that's a fancy way of saying I'm fucked up!

A voice calls across a field "hey Jules, wait up." It's a classmate of mine from Biology. We party together once in a while, so I've seen her in action. She can get a little out of control once in a while. Nothing over the top, just knows how to have a good time.

We talked for a while, you know, the typical girl banter, when she threw this out there: "Ready to see Joe again?" she asked. "A couple girls were talking and they told me that they heard that his you-know-what is very large," she said with a smile.

"I'd like see him again, and yes, his you-know-what is large, very large. I saw it the other day at a party. A couple people had asked Joe if they could see it, and he obliged. I happened to be in the room at the time. I am sort of attracted to him without that knowledge." But inside I wondered what it looked like up close. Maybe I'll find out some day.

We headed on over to the Bottomz Up club off campus. It's a predominately black club and is within walking distance from the campus. When we got there it was fairly full. The music was loud and there was no cover charge for ladies. Once inside we saw many people dancing and trying to talk to each other - which was very difficult to do. We found two seats at the bar and ordered a couple beers. I surveyed the people and saw Joe dancing with a pretty lady with a big booty. Man did he look good. He stood about my height, muscular, very dark, and well dressed. "I'm taking him home tonight," I blurted out to my friend.

"May not be a good idea," she replied. "These black women do not take kindly to a white woman stealing one of theirs."

"He's grown up. Let him make up his own mind." With that I got up and started dancing near him. I'm not a braggart, but my moves are pretty good. My main attraction is my butt. It turns men's head every time. It worked on Joe. He smiled at me and we moved closer to each other as we danced. We started grinding on each other, sweat was pouring off of us, and the music was getting more and more intense. The sexual energy between us was too much for us to bear, so Joe grabbed my hand a we made a bee line out of the club.

We walk rapidly down the street, Joe almost pulling me along. Boy, is someone horny? I thought to myself. He finds a well manicured lawn between two dark homes, and pulls me towards it. He grabs me and kisses me deeply. As we kiss, I undo his pants and slide them down. Then do the same with mine. He pushes me to the ground and I caught a glimpse of the object of my girlfriend's quip and my quick sighting. Holy shit! I have never seen such a dick in my life. How is this going to feel?

But that thought process didn't too long as he spit on his hand and wiped it on the massive tool. He probably didn't need to do that because I was very wet - have been so since seeing him dance. I removed one leg of my shorts, lay down on the grass, and spread my legs wide - very wide. He knelt between them and placed the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. Then the journey began. Slowly, inch by inch, the penis disappeared. Both of us were very quiet and still as the penetration continued. It felt very fucking nice, a little painful, but incredibly nice. I moaned with pleasure.

Finally, the penetration was complete. I felt his heavy balls at the entrance of my asshole. He stopped for a second, looked down in admiration at his conquest under him, and then started fucking me hard. Thrust after thrust the unit moved in and out. Each time the balls slamming against my ass. I looked up at him and saw the sweat dripping from his face. Finally, he lets out a grunt, shoves the cock all the way in, hesitates, and releases. I feel the warm cum entering my body. Wave after wave the semen departs his prick - each time he pulls out and thrusts in. All I can do is hold on for dear life.

The last pulsation occurs and he collapses onto me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and kiss his neck. The penis is getting softer inside of me, but it is still filling me up like no man has before, or has since.

We hear voices so we quickly get up and get dressed. The removal of the organ from me causes his juices to flow down my legs. I again catch a glimpse of the flaccid dick. That has to be the eighth wonder of the world. Holy crap! I have never seen a cock that size - nice.

Back at the club we dance a couple more dances, and go our separate ways. I want to see this man again.