I will never forget the day that black bastard stole the love of my life and, to make matters worse, made sure I'd never be able to forget her betrayal.
It happened our sophmore year of college when we were both naive 20-year-olds. I had been dating Jeanie since high school...we had been high school sweethearts, each other's first and only love. I'd finally popped the question before we left for college. Jeanie was going to a private college while I was going to the nearby public university. Since we both wanted to graduate first, we decided to wait to get married, which was even harder because Jeanie had made a vow to save herself for marriage. She refused to let me in her pants no matter how hard I tried, and so we both remained virgins until our wedding night.
Looking back I realize I made my first mistake by joining a fraternity on campus. It was one of the more popular ones, and I figured it would be an easy way to score beer and make a few friends to hang out with at games. My roommate and I didn't exactly have a lot in common, since he happened to be gay and was always bringing guys back to our room to screw.
One of the close friends I made was Reggie, who was on the school's football team. In fact, he was pretty popular, and hanging out with him upgraded my social standing quite a bit. I spent a lot of time hanging out with other players from the team who were also in our fraternity, and started attending some pretty wild parties. I was a good-looking guy, with dark blonde hair and a good physique, so I almost always ended up making out with some anonymous chick, though I never managed to lose my virginity to any of them. As horny as I was, I also loved Jeanie and didn't want to do anything to hurt her. I looked at it as training, as a good way to practice learning ways to please her. I told myself a lot of things to excuse the behaviour, but I never said No when some pretty thing chatted me up.
Jeanie and I finished our freshman years and spent the summer mostly working and sneaking time together whenever we could. I lost contact with Reggie, but that was OK. He lived in another state and supposedly had his own girl back east. But I was glad to see him when school started back up, and we were as tight as ever. Besides, Reggie attracted a lot of girls--he claimed it was because they all craved his black dick, but I figured it was simply because he was big shot football player with a good car. And I got to make out with a lot of those girls whenever Reggie was finished with them, so I wasn't complaining.
I don't really know how Jeanie found out about the other girls, but she did. She threatened to call off the engagement and leave me for good, but I swore that nothing other than kissing had gone on, and thank god she believed me. But if I thought I was off the hook, I was wrong. She started spending a lot more time with me, driving the hour between our schools everyday after her classes to hang out with me. At first I didn't mind because I had missed spending time with her, but after a point, I realized she was keeping a close eye on me so I couldn't hang with Reggie and the other guys as much. Reggie kept calling and asking me to do stuff, and I finally had to tell him Jeanie wouldn't let me because she was jealous as hell about what had happened. I expected him to laugh his ass off that I was so whipped, but he was completely cool with it. In fact, he said I could bring her along anytime we did something if I wanted.
At first, Jeanie didn't even like Reggie. She seemed nervous around him, and she finally told me he'd tried to hit on her while I left them alone to get some popcorn at the movies. Jeanie was a gorgeous girl, petite with long blonde hair, a pretty face, and best of all, a fit and shapely body. I knew Reggie liked blondes, but he also knew how I felt about Jeanie. I figured she was just trying to get a little revenge by making me jealous, so I didn't put much stock into it. When Reggie invited us to go camping with him and his current girlfriend one weekend, I asked Jeanie, but she was hesitant. "If you don't want to go, I can go by myself. No big deal," I assured her, but she didn't like that idea one bit.
"No! We'll both go," she agreed, though she didn't look very happy about it.
When we arrived at the campsite, Reggie and I set up a couple of tents while Jeanie chatted with Diana, Reggie's gorgeous date. Diana was a leggy brunette who looked a lot like the actress Angelina Jolie. I had a hard time taking my eyes off her, and Jeanie noticed. When we got a campfire going and all gathered around it to tell stories and eat marshmellows, she sat in silence at my side, seething at me the whole time. She was really pissed when Reggie brought up the subject of sex and revealed that he knew we were both virgins. I laughed it off, especially when Reggie and Diana started promoting the merits of pre-marital sex in graphic detail. Diana ignored Jeanie's furious blush and asked, "So have you at least felt his cock yet? How big is it?" When Jeanie refused to answer, Diana slid her hand down Reggie's chest and gripped his denim-covered crotch. "Not as big as Reggie, I'll bet. Hell, I haven't seen many men as big as Reggie. Trust me, girl, you want to experience a big, black cock at least once before you die. There's nothing like it in the whole world."
When the conversation dwindled and Reggie and Diana started getting more and more friendly, Jeanie shifted uncomfortably beside me. Having an audience didn't seem to bother Reggie and Diana though. Soon their deep kissing turned passionate, and Reggie slid his hands under her sweater and shifted so that they were in a better position to grind their sexes together. Leaning over, Jeanie whispered, "We should leave."
I wasn't ready to leave yet though, so I shrugged and said, "We don't seem to be bothering them."
Jeanie tightened her lips in disapproval but didn't go anywhere. I leaned over and tried to kiss her, but she was too tense to react. It took several minutes of prying to get her to open her mouth so I could slide my tongue inside. I kissed her, feeling hornier than I'd ever felt in my life, but she couldn't relax enough to do any heavy petting like we normally did. Finally, I had to pull back and be content with watching Reggie score.
Reggie now had Diana's sweater and bra off and was gobbling up her lush tits with his thick, black lips. The contrast of his black fingers against her white skin was startling, yet arousing like nothing I had ever seen. When he slid down, kissing her stomach, Diana lifted her hips and helped him work her jeans over her hips, shoving her panties down along with them.
