Kysa's Boyfriend Finds Out
(MM/f, cons, ir, size)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.org

INTRO:  This is a story told from the perspective of Ryan, Kysa's white boyfriend. Ryan learns the hard way that if he wants Kysa, he has to tolerate her insatiable desire for big cocks. Kysa is a 20-year old college girl of ample proportions, those being 34D-24-36. Ryan, no slouch himself, sported a healthy 8-incher between his legs.

Kysa had just come in late from shopping. Pissed off, Ryan asked, "Kysa, where have you been? I fixed us a nice, romantic dinner, and now it's cold. What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, Ryan, I, uh, just ran late getting out of the stores is all. I didn't expect to be this late."

"Well, next time, just page me with the numbers that spell 'L-A-T-E' on the pager, OK?"

Kysa went to the back to unpack her packages. Ryan followed, looking Kysa up and down, noticing her slightly disheveled appearance and seeming distance from him. He could forgive her anything with that short black skirt she had on. Noticing a coming erection, he said, "Come here, you vixen," as he grabbed her hips from behind and pulled her to him, his crotch splitting her asscheeks.

Turning her around, he pulled her to him, kissing her. "Oh, Kysa, you feel so good, baby." Reaching behind her, he squeezed her taut asscheeks. Sliding his hands under her short skirt, he felt up and up the side her thighs and around to her asscheeks, noticing she wasn't wearing panties. Breaking their kiss, he said, "Oh, Kysa, you sexy little minx, I love it when you don't wear panties for me."

Ryan resumed their passionate kissing, reaching for her hand, he placed it on his ample bulge. "Mmmmm, yes, baby," he said, sliding his hand around the front of her thighs, splitting them, and feeling her juicy slit.

"Damn, Kysa, you are WET! I love it!" She kissed him really hard and pulled him to her tightly squishing her big 34-D breasts out to the sides of her chest. But Ryan continued feeling her pussy, and noticed her pussy lips were really distended, hanging out about an inch below her pussy. As he sucked a big nipple in his mouth, he noticed his hand was now almost completely soaked with her juices. 'This is incredible,' he thought to himself. Then sliding a finger inside her, he noticed it went right in. So he slid two fingers inside her, pushing her hanging, dripping pussy lips apart. Again, no resistance. 'Strange,' he thought. It's a first, but he slid three fingers inside Kysa's pussy, and again, noticed no resistance, and then finally, when he slid the fourth finger into her he barely began to feel her pussy walls.

Ryan pulled away from her. "Kysa, goddamn, I've never felt you like this before."

"What's wrong, Ryan?"

"Your pussy, it's . . . it's all stretched out. And god, look at the mess between your legs. Not to mention your pussy lips are so long now. What's with that? What's going on?"

Kysa could not hide it from him any longer, though she tried. Breaking into tears, she confessed. "Ryan, I'm so sorry. I tried. I tried so hard. But he made me!"

"Made you what?! What are you talking about!??"

"James. It's James. He made me fuck him, Ryan. I tried not to, but he kept insisting and wouldn't let me go until I had fucked him," Kysa said.

"JAMES! You mean James Hadner, the BLACK James Hadner?"

"Yes," Kysa said, with tears falling down her cheeks, looking at her feet.

"Goddamnit, Kysa, I can't BELIEVE this shit! Why the fuck are you telling me this? HOW did this happen? How long have you been cheating on me?"

"I couldn't tell you, I was afraid," Kysa said.

"For Christ's sake, Kysa, that's bullshit. I mean, look at you: you come home dishelvelved (I should have known something was up), you're not wearing any panties, your pussy lips are hanging down, all stretched, your pussy feels huge, and what is this all over my hands? Is this cum??"

"I'm so sorry, Ryan, but I just couldn't help it - he made me fuck him," Kysa said.

"MADE you? How is THAT possible, Kysa?"

"Well, we got to talking, and he was so nice to me. James has always been nice to me, you know that. And when I thanked him for listening by kissing him on the cheek, he wouldn't let me go. He kept hugging me, and feeling me up. When I pushed away to go, he just grabbed me and kissed me. And then he put his hand on his incredible bulge in his pants, and I knew it had gone too far."

"My god, I can't believe this. My girlfriend is a slut for a goddamned nigger now! And the nigger is MY friend! Jesus fucking Christ, Kysa, how could you?"

"I'm trying to tell you, I tried resisting, but . . .", Kysa said.

"But WHAT?"

"But when he pulled it out, I couldn't believe it. I mean, I always heard black guys were hung, but oh my god, he was HUGE! Ryan, he had to be at least this long and that thick!" Kysa said, holding her hands about 10-11 inches apart and forming a circle almost a thick as a coke can.

"I thought you always said I was really big, is that not true now?" Ryan asked.

"Well, you do have 8 inches, and this IS big, but god, honey, James is just, just HUGE!"

"So he fucked you, and you let him cum inside you, too? Is this what's all over my hands, James's cum?"

"Yes," Kysa said meekly.

"Get your clothes off, and get your fucking ass on the bed. Spread you legs!" Ryan yelled.

Climbing between her legs, he was still hard, so he slid his solid 8-incher into her, meeting no resistance whatsoever. Her pussy lips splayed to the side, barely touching his cock. Her pussy was such a mess that he was pumping and pushing more cum out of her than he'd ever put inside her. The squishing noises were obscene, indeed. As Ryan pumped away, determined to fuck Kysa's brains out, she just stared sideways. He was pounding her pussy for all he was worth, but he knew that neither of them were feeling anything. His 8-incher wasn't stretching her at all, and her pussy was so stretched that she couldn't even feel him inside her. Ryan pulled out, his cock dripping with her juices and James's cum, and jacked off onto her belly and tits. He came hard, soaking her with six full, hard spurts of cum before dribbling down to a semi-hardon.

"Oh god, Kysa. I can't believe how big your pussy is. Is he REALLY that big?"

"Yes, and it felt like a baby cumming inside me when he fucked me. I've never been stretched or fucked like that in my life," Kysa said.

"But I can't even FEEL you now. Will you tighten up again?"

"Of course, but I'm not sure I want to. I mean, James made me cum so hard that I almost passed out. And he took my panties as a trophy. He said he keeps the panties of all the white girls he fucks. He said he would make me fuck him again the next time he sees me, too," Kysa said.

"So what are you saying? Are you saying you won't be fucking me anymore? Are we through?"

"No, not at all, baby, you know I love you. It's just that I've always loved big cocks. I was attracted to you when I saw the meat you packed in your pants, remember? But James is just SO big! And unlike you, he's uncircumcised, and god, I love how that feels inside me. And yes, I'll admit it, I've never fucked a black guy, and seeing that big black cock plow in and out of my pussy, splitting my pubes drove me nuts. I was hoping to come home and clean up before you found out," Kysa said.

"But jeez, Kysa, I can't even FEEL you anymore! How am I supposed to get off if I can't even feel your pussy when I'm fucking you?"

"I don't know, but I'd get used to it, because if I see James again, I'll fuck him, you can bet on that. And even if I didn't want to, I'm not sure James would let me say no to him now."

Kysa smeared his cum around her belly and coated her breasts with it, licking her fingers clean before heading to the shower. Ryan had some thinking to do. He loved Kysa, and loved her body, but he didn't want to be fucking some stretched-out, big-pussied chic. HE was the one with the big dick, and lots of girls would love to fuck him more than once, he knew for sure. But Kysa boiled his blood, and made him crazy for her. And NO ONE can suck cock like Kysa. God, that bitch just worships a cock once she gets one in her mouth. And the best thing? She's not afraid to swallow. She even loves it. Not too many girls like HER around these parts, he thought.

While Kysa showered, she was surprised that Ryan didn't beat her and leave her right then and there. A real man would have beaten her ass black and blue and left her to go fuck anyone he wanted. But in not leaving, she took Ryan for a wimp, even a little cuckolded. She wondered how she could exploit that part of Ryan for her pleasure should the time come. She would think of something.

As they laid in bed the next evening, Ryan leaned over and asked Kysa to tell him again about James's cock. She explained in detail how big it was in her hands, how the black-white skin contrast looked so sexy to her, how absolutely thick his black prick was, how much he came inside her (twice, by the way), how she'd always wanted to fuck a black guy, but never knew it would be THAT good, how many times he made her cum, how rough he was with her breasts, and how he talked dirty to her, telling her what a slutty white whore she had to be for fucking a nigger.

All this drove Ryan wild with lust, as she noticed his cock was now at full mast now, his 8-incher poking her right thigh. He kissed her, and spread her thighs, again noticing that her pussy lips were still stretched very long just about an inch below her pubes. He fingered her, noticing her wetness instantly. Then positioning himself between her legs and placing his big cock right at her entrance, he rammed into all the way with just one stroke. Amazed that she was still stretched out, he banged her pussy as hard as he could, knocking the breath out of her, and shaking the bed violently. But after 15 minutes of this, he still couldn't feel enough of her stretched-out pussy to cum, so he pulled out and made her suck him off. Kysa sucked like a pro, tickling and soaking every millimeter of his cock and balls with her tongue. As he was getting ready to cum, though, he thought he'd punish her, so he climbed down and split her thighs again, quickly rammed into her and blew a huge load inside her.

"Now you can lay around with MY cum inside you for a change," Ryan said. Not that she minded as long as she could get someone's cum inside her pussy or mouth.

Ryan went to work the next day, excited about the change in their relationship, but confident that some things would stay the same. Like the blowjob he always gets from Kysa every morning when he awakes, and several times a week, she waits in the bedroom for him on her knees when he arrives and she sucks him off. She says it's "to relieve the pressures of work," but he knows it's because she's always been a cum-slut, and always will be.

Getting away from the office later than he wanted, while driving home Ryan was already as hard as a rock thinking that his little bitch, Kysa, would be on her knees waiting for him. Opening the door, he came in, dropped his keys, and headed to the refrigerator for a drink. Closing the door, he heard Kysa's voice, and a series of rapid "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah's" coming from the bedroom. Slowly walking upstairs and down the hallway toward the bedroom, he began unbuttoning his shirt. Figuring that she was getting herself off with a toy or her fingers, and just couldn't wait for Ryan's cock, he had left his pants and shoes in the hallway. By the time he reached the edge of the bedroom door, his eyes leapt out of his head.

What he saw was Kysa on her back and his good friend James, that big black buck, riding Kysa for all she was worth. He had her legs pretzelled into her chest and was pumping her hard, smooth-stroking his massive black member into Kysa's awfully stretched pussy. Kysa's head, boobs, and hair were yanked back and forth with each punching thrust of his big black cock ripping her precious pussy to shreds. Neither noticed his presence, so the two of them continued to fuck like animals. James was pouring his black meat into Kysa, and he wasn't even going all the way in! He still had over two inches of cock out on his down strokes, but he was clearly hitting her cervix, as Kysa had tears streaming down her face from the brutal fucking.

Each time he went just a little further, her 'ahs' turned into a loud "AGGHGG!!' Not so deep, oh god, please, not so deep, that hurts!!!" And she would hammer his muscular black chest in tears. But Ryan could immediately tell that though he was hurting her, Kysa was loving it, tears and all. Looking to her right, she noticed a figure at the door.

"Ryan! Hi honey!" she said.

James turned and noticed him standing there pathetically in his underwear with his hardon tenting out. "Hey buddy, how are ya?! This is some good pussy you've been getting here, man!"

Ryan was speechless. Kysa interjected to James, "I think he's surprised." James then punched his black cock deeply into her again. "AGGHGG!! OUCH!! OH GOD, that hurts!!" she said as she pummeled her fists into his chest again.

Ryan had no idea what to do. His defenses were empty at this moment. He stumbled forward a couple of steps. Kysa called to him. He drew near and she kissed him. "Ryan, honey, why don't you either join in, sit down, or leave for a while?"

"OK" was all he could muster at the sight and sounds of his girlfriend getting totally blacked by his good friend. He left for the living room to jack off or whatever he would do. As he sat on the couch, stroking his healthy 8-incher, all he could hear was the cries and moans of Kysa underneath James's big black cock. Ryan wondered what the point was, since, if he did get to fuck her, she'd only be a sloppy stretched-out mess, and he wouldn't be able to feel anything. My god, he thought, James's cock WAS huge. It was kind of depressing to think his girl was being taken from him right under his nose and there was nothing he could do about it. She was going to fuck bigger cocks and Ryan wasn't going to stop that, by any means. But he didn't expect to wait so long tonight. Over an hour later, the bed finally stopped squeaking. He heard Kysa giggling and the sound of James's hand repeatedly slapping (her ass apparently).

A few minutes later James walked by the living room entrance buttoning his shirt. "She's all yours, buddy!" is all he said on his way out.

His cock deflated, he slowly walked back to the bedroom, almost in a trance. Kysa was sprawled across the top of the sheets, her long red hair a mess. Her legs were askew. He noticed her pussy lips were stretched more than before and he cunt was gaping open. "God, Kysa, how can I fuck you now? You're all stretched out!"

"Oh, Ryan, I'm sorry. You were late, and James showed up, and he immediately took me to the bed here."

"How long has he been here?" Ryan asked.

"Since about 4p, about three hours now."

"No wonder you're a mess," Ryan added.

"It doesn't matter, Ryan, I'm too sore to fuck anymore tonight anyway. God, James just ruins me with his big black prick! But I'll suck you off on one condition," Kysa said.

"One condition? What is this, ultimatum time now?"

"No, but you have to lick my pussy first if you want me to get your little 8-incher off," she said, giggling to herself, and pointing to Ryan's semi-hardon.

"Little? What are talking about little?", he joked, pulling her lips to his in a passionate kiss.

"Well," she giggled, "I'm just comparing you to James. After his big black pussy-splitter has been inside me, remember I can't even feel your 'little' 8-incher!" she laughed at him. "Besides, if I remember correctly, you're nothing but a fucking wimp to let a big black hung buck fuck your girlfriend right in front of you! A wimp with a little dick now! No wonder so many white girls go for black lovers. They know how to fuck a girl properly. They also know how to keep a girl in line, unless you. God, I can't believe you did nothing while he fucked me in our own bed. Jeez, if James had caught me fucking another man in his bed, I'm sure he would have beaten my ass all over the place and back. And I would have deserved it, too."

It might have been funny to Kysa, but he just realized that he'd never be able to pleasure her like James does. And looking at the current state of her pussy, James had all but ruined her for smaller cocks. Ryan ignored her talk about beating her ass. Kysa liked the rough stuff, but he couldn't get into that shit. It gave him an instant soft-on. Instead, Ryan slid down in the bed and got between her thighs. Tickling her pussy lips with his tongue, they just flapped and flared out, opening herself to his mouth. He did the only thing he could do: take whatever Kysa gave him of her body right here, right now.

"MMMMmmmmmmmmmm, oh yes Ryan, that feels so good, baby! Oh yes, that's it! Lick me like a good little white boy."

Ryan continued to lick as Kysa told him what an incredible fuck James was. "Wanna know what we talked about while he was fucking me, Ryan?" Sure, he said. "James told me about his black friends who would love to get a piece of my ass. He asked if I was willing to fuck one of his black friends. I laughed and told him only if they were hung like him!

Ryan lifted up, and his face was a mess of cum. That didn't stop Kysa from French-kissing him and sucking as much cum as she could off his tongue, lips, and face. Ryan's cock was now rock hard again, and he leaned back and inserted his cock into Kysa's cavernous hole only to feel a slimy mess of cum and nothing else but the most slippery thing he's ever felt on his cock. He pumped her pussy for five minutes before giving up. Kysa certainly looked bored.

"Maybe we can't do that anymore now that James is taking care of my pussy. You're just too small compared to him. I can't feel you after James's big black meat has stretched me, Ryan," Kysa said.

"Yea, but I still want to fuck you, Kysa! I don't want to give that up. I love you too much."

"Well, I'm sorry Ryan, but I don't need your cock anymore. I love big cocks, and you've always known that. But James and his friends are really hung, and I'm not giving that up. I'll still suck you off, and you can lick my pussy, even clean his cum out of me if you want when he's through, but if I had known that black guys were THIS big, we probably wouldn't have ever gotten together in the first place," Kysa said.

Ryan looked down at his deflating cock and wondered what to do.

Kysa went on. "On top of that, you didn't seem to mind licking another man's cum out of your girl. My god you look like such a wimp sucking my cum-filled cunt, and when you rose with your whole face slathered with James's cum, I knew you were pussy-whipped right there. How can I let a wimpy little-dicked fag like you ever fuck me again? I guess I can't. But wimps have to be for something, I suppose, and that's cleanup duties after the real men are done pleasing the girls!"

Ryan was angry. "Yea, well all that makes you is a nigger-loving whore, goddamnit!"

"That may be true, but at least the black man I'm fucking now is better hung than you'll ever dream of being! You think just because you got 8-inches that you have a big dick. I had bigger cocks that yours before I dated you, but I've NEVER had anything as big as James's cock. I wonder if it's because his cock is black, by any chance?" Kysa added.

"What the hell do you mean by that? What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the fact that maybe it IS true that black men are better hung than white men. I know I've fucked a lot of white guys, but I've NEVER had anything close to his cock. And it was uncircumcised, too. I love that on a guy. Foreskin is fun to play with, great to suck, and provides a smoother stroke inside a girl's pussy. James also knows how to treat a girl, too. Did you see the way he was slapping my breasts and pulling my nipples so hard? Well, I LIKE that, but you'd never do it. I think (and hope) that if I were to stop fucking James now, he'd beat my ass black and blue. A real man would show his affection for his whore by keeping her in line with his cock. Something you never learned, Ryan, is that girls like a little pain with their pleasure. Hell, James can provide enough pain alone with just his cock, unlike your wimpy dick. But he adds the dimension of leaving me sore and bruised after a vicious black-fucking. And that's what every white girl wants, you know.

Ryan jumped in, "Yea, but I warn ya, you keep fucking niggers, and you're bound to get your ass pregnant by one of them. Then where would you be?"

"Right where I want to be. Whenever I DO decide to have babies, I want them to be boys, and I want them to be hung like their father or fathers! And from what I've learned this past week, my babies will probably all be black! But if I ever want all the black seed cleaned and sucked out my pussy, I know I can always call you Ryan, right?" Kysa said.

"Fuck you, slut! And fuck James, too, for all I give a goddamn!!" is all Ryan could muster as he put on his clothes and left.

James came over almost daily after their big fight and worked over Kysa's pussy, giving her brutal, animal, black-fuckings. Her inner thighs were bruised from the long, vicious fuck sessions James was giving her now. Kysa was in ecstasy as James would make her slicken his meat to a glossy, wet black sheen before inserting it into her. (He had asked her to fuck one of his friends, and she had agreed, although James hadn't set up a meeting yet.)

Kysa was a different girl now, wearing more daring outfits, and openly and proudly being seen with James, which in her southern town, was still a serious taboo. She had told a girlfriend how once when they were in the mall, James had pulled her into the men's room, sat her on the toilet and made her suck him off. Not satisfied, he picked her up, bent her over the toilet, slapped her white ass till it was blue and red, then fucked his big 11-inch black cock up her pussy until he came, filling her belly full of his black seed. But the best part was that he made her walk around the mall again with him, even as his cum flowed down her thighs where everyone could see!

Two months later, one night James had fucked Kysa for almost three hours. It was a particularly brutal session, leaving Kysa exhausted in bed.

A few minutes after James left her house, Ryan knocked on her door. She smiled at him, and led him back to the bedroom, where he promptly did his oral duties between her legs, just like the last time they were together!

 

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The End
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www.kysaonline.org