Big Blac Man on Campus

My name is Mateo Marcos. I'm a big and tall white guy of Jewish descent originally from the town of Stoughton, Massachusetts. After graduating high school, I did some traveling around the country. I ended up attending Bayden State College, a small, four-year private school located in the city of Boston. It's the place where I met the person who changed my life forever. Stephen Voleur, a big and tall young black man I met in my Business Management class. He was unlike anyone I'd ever met in my entire life.

Stephen was a native of the Island Nation of Haiti who came to America for a better life. He lived in Brockton and commuted to Bayden State College at the same time that I commuted from Stoughton. We moved in different circles. Bayden State College used to an all-female school. A rather quiet campus. A few years ago, they decided to add men. If you ask me, they should have been careful what kind of man they let in. The likes of Stephen should have been kept out. I'm not saying this because he's a black man. I've got nothing against black people. I don't like loudmouths, of any race, sex, religion or creed. Got it? Cool.

The year I enrolled at Bayden State College as a freshman was the year they added men's and women's varsity sports. I didn't think Bayden State College could support any sports teams. I mean, there were only one thousand students on campus. We had facilities, but we didn't have people. Oh, well. I was still amazed when the Athletic Department succeeded in their endeavor to bring sports to our school. They added Men's Varsity Baseball, Basketball, Golf, Cross Country, Soccer, Ice Hockey, Swimming and Wrestling along with Women's Varsity Softball, Basketball, Tennis, Cross Country, Soccer, Ice Hockey, Swimming and Field Hockey. The sports teams competed in the National Collegiate Athletic Association's Division Three.

Stephen was always hanging out with the jocks, that cabale of athletes who descended upon Bayden State College like the gods of Mount Olympus. I don't like jocks. Even though I'm a six-foot-three, 260-pound male, I still got picked on at Stoughton High School. I got made fun of. And I didn't like it one bit. Stephen was obviously a jock. And surely enough, he was on the Men's Wrestling team. Bayden State College didn't offer any athletic scholarships, since we were a Division Three school. Still, the jocks walked around with a sense of entitlement. Like I did in high school, I didn't attend any sports games. I went to class and hung out with the few friends I had. Then, I went home. End of story.

In our class, where there were four male students and seven females, Stephen was the loudest and most outspoken individual. I sat next to Samantha Villiers, a six-foot-tall, lean and athletic yet delightfully big-bottomed young black woman from the Isle of Dominica whom I had a crush on. I liked Samantha and we were friends but I never had the guts to tell her how I felt. In fact, I never had the guts to try many things. Enters Stephen and out the window goes my peace of my mind.

Stephen noticed the sexy Samantha, but she rebuffed his advances. The guy was clearly not used to being rejected, but played it cool. Slowly, he was wearing her down. Samantha told me that she kept her guard up around Alpha Males like Stephen because guys like her had broken her heart before. Slowly but surely, he wore her down and she began to tolerate his presence. Pretty soon she was laughing at his jokes and blushing at his compliments. I felt so disappointed. I thought that by becoming friends with Samantha, we would eventually become more than that. How wrong I was. Women always say they want a nice guy but they tend to go for jerks. I'm a nice guy and Stephen is a loudmouth and arrogant guy who thinks he's all that. Yet Samantha was always chatting with him. Oh, well. Like I said, story of my life.

There was another girl in class who caught my attention. Malinda Morrigan. Malinda was a tall and skinny, brown-haired and blue-eyed young white woman who happened to be Jewish, just like me. How about that? I began talking to her in class, since Samantha was so absorbed by Stephen and his stories. He was always talking about his adventures. By my own estimate, he's fought a thousand men and bedded twice as many women. I think he's a cheat and a liar and if Samantha was as smart a woman as I thought she was, she wouldn't be chatting with this bozo. She would have ditched him and never spoken to him again. I placed all my hopes in my budding friendship with Malinda.

Time went by, and one day, Malinda dropped the ball on me. She told me that she had a boyfriend. Oh, man. I was seriously pissed. I mean, why can't I get the girl, for once? Was I destined to die a virgin? And to add insult to injury, Samantha was grinning like an idiot whenever Stephen opened his stupid mouth and made a joke in class. Even Lois Demetrius, our short-haired, frumpy-looking professor, couldn't help but laugh at the big and tall black man's jokes. The women found him funny. I thought he was an annoying bastard. Thnaks to him, Samantha hung out with me less and less. One time, when we were hanging out together after class, Samantha confessed to me that she had fallen in love with him. I was amazed. See what I mean about women not knowing what they want? They are always saying they want a nice guy but they give up their goods to the jerks. Nice guys don't get laid. Oh, man. I was so angry. Samantha looked at me, smiling. I've never hit a woman in my life but I wanted to wipe that beautific, lovey-dovey smile off her face. She was in what I called the Stephen Zone. Yeah, she was in love with the creep.

Enough! I decided to destroy Stephen Voleur once and for all. One day, the Wrestling team guys were having a party. Samantha invited me to come along. I didn't want to, for obvious reasons, but she made me go anyway. At the party, which was off-campus, we met Stephen and Malinda, who had apparently been dumped by her boyfriend on her birthday and needed some cheering up. Samantha walked up to Stephen and gave him a kiss. I grimaced, feeling ticked off. Malinda greeted me with a sad smile and a hug. I noticed that there were very few people at the party. And most of them I didn't know. I did my usual routine of grabbing a drink and disappearing in a corner. I don't know for how long I sat there. When I looked up, the house was empty, saved for Samantha, Malinda, and unfortunately, Stephen. He was there, getting busy with the women, smiling.

Stephen sat on a couch, and his pants were down. I gasped when I saw the size of his huge and apparently uncircumcised black dick. Guess who was sucking on it? Both Samantha and Malinda! I couldn't believe my eyes! Samantha licked Stephen's big balls while Malinda sucked on his dick head. Stephen was relaxing, clearly enjoying himself. What kind of strange world did I wake up in? The two women sucked Stephen's dick until he came all over their faces. Then, he loudly ordered them to suck him off. They licked his cum off his dick, then lapped it up off each other's faces. I've never seen two more obedient women in my life. What the fuck?

When they were done sucking him off, Stephen grabbed Samantha and put the tall and beautiful black woman on her hands and knees. He spread her butt cheeks wide open, and pressed his cock against her butt hole. With a swift thrust, he went in. Stephen was fucking Samantha in the ass. I watched, and in spite of myself, I was turned on. The big black man grabbed the black woman's hips and shoved his dick deep into her asshole. Samantha screamed and begged him for more. Stephen called her all sorts of colorful names like bitch and cock-hungry whore while drilling his dick into her asshole. She didn't seem to mind. Malinda watched, clearly turned on and deeply fascinated.

Stephen noticed me looking at him. He winked at me. Then, he looked at Malinda, and told her to take care of me. I gasped. What did he mean by that? Malinda walked up to me and smiled. Then, she took me by the hand and asked me to come with her. I hesitated, but only briefly. It's hard to say no to a naked woman. I followed Malinda into the next room, where she showed me the time of my life. Once we were there, Malinda pushed me onto the bed, and told me that I was her bitch. She would do to me what she pleased. I nodded uncertainly.

She smiled, and began undressing me. I didn't resist. Normally, I would feel self-conscious about my big man's body but Malinda told me that she liked big men. Then, she began sucking on my six-inch long white dick. I lay on the bed, and enjoyed what she was doing to me. I couldn't believe this stuff. I was in bed with a beautiful woman and she was sucking my dick. I've had dreams like this for a long time! Malinda eagerly sucked my cock and in no time I came. That pissed her off. I thought she was going to drink my cum like she did Stephen's. She got mad and told me that she only allowed her Ebony Master to cum on her face, not some ordinary guy like me. I was pissed. Why do women let Stephen get away with everything?

Malinda smiled, and told me that since I was a beginner, she could forgive me more easily. Then, she put her hand on my dick and straddled me. Slowly, she lowered herself onto me until my dick was buried in her pussy. Oh, man. Her pussy felt warm and tight around my cock. I couldn't believe this. I was actually fucking my first pussy! Malinda laughed, and began riding me for all I was worth. I placed my hands on her hips and thrust into her. I gave her all six inches. Hard and fast I pounded into her. Until I came. She let me recover, then we started round two. We fucked and sucked all night along.

When morning came, Samantha was gone. I was greeted by a fully-clothed Stephen and Samantha. Stephen was smiling and so was Samantha, though I did notice she walked with a slight limp. No doubt her ass was hurting from the pounding she got from Stephen last night. I looked at him for a long time without saying anything. I really hated this guy. I thought he was an arrogant jock. However, he was an okay guy. Thanks to him, I got laid. I shook his hand. Out of the bathroom came Samantha, wearing a towel. She smiled at me, and kissed both Stephen and Samantha. I waved at her. She laughed, and then went back to her room. Stephen told me that he was the Big Man On Campus. The Chief. All the men and women obeyed him. He was also the organizer of swinger-style sex parties which secretly took place on campus. I was impressed. I shook his hand and made peace with the man who changed my life forever.

And there you have it, folks. The story of how I got my first time. I had a sweet time at Bayden State College. Stephen and Samantha dated. Malinda and I became fuck buddies. And in 2009, we all graduated with bachelors degrees in our various areas of study. Life was good. Thanks to the Big Man On Campus, and a little help from a feisty Jewish woman, I became a man.