**Blacked in My Girlfriend’s Room**

I should’ve known Kendra was into this shit. She’d been dropping hints for weeks—mentioning how big Black guys were, how much she loved BBC porn, how she wanted to “expand my horizons.” I played along, thinking it was just dirty talk. But then she brought *him* home.

Tyrone was massive—6’5”, built like a linebacker, with a cock so thick it looked like it could split me in half. And Kendra? She was *dripping* just watching him walk into her room.

“Babe, I think it’s time you learned your place,” she whispered, running her hand down my chest before pushing me onto the bed. Tyrone smirked, unbuckling his jeans like he already owned me. My dick twitched, half-terrified, half-hard.

Kendra stripped down to just her lace thong, her tits bouncing as she climbed onto the bed beside me. “Tyrone’s gonna fuck you,” she said, tracing her nails down my stomach. “And you’re gonna take it like a good boy.”

Before I could protest, she grabbed the lube, slicking up Tyrone’s dick while he stroked himself. It was *huge*, veiny, darker than mine, already leaking precum. I tried to squirm away, but Kendra just laughed, pinning me down.

“Relax, baby,” she cooed. “Just let it happen.”

Tyrone flipped me onto my stomach like I weighed nothing. His hands were rough as they spread my ass cheeks, his thumb circling my hole while Kendra watched, biting her lip. I gasped when I felt his cockhead press against me—*fuck*, it was so much thicker than anything I’d ever taken.

“Breathe,” he grunted, pushing in slow.

I whimpered, gripping the sheets as he stretched me open, inch by brutal inch. It *burned*, but then Kendra’s fingers wrapped around my dick, stroking me in time with Tyrone’s thrusts. “Look at you,” she moaned. “Taking Black dick so good.”

Tyrone’s hips snapped forward, burying himself to the hilt. I cried out, but she shushed me, kissing my neck as he started to fuck me in deep, hard strokes. “This is what you needed, isn’t it?” she whispered. “A real man inside you?”

I couldn’t lie—my body was betraying me. Every thrust sent shocks through me, my cock leaking against the sheets. Kendra kept stroking me, her breath hot in my ear. “You like this, don’t you? Being his little bitch?”

Tyrone’s pace quickened, his balls slapping against me as he pounded into my ass. “Fuck, this white boy’s tight,” he groaned, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise.

Kendra climbed over me, shoving her tits in my face. “Suck,” she ordered, and I latched onto her nipple as Tyrone fucked me into the mattress. Every time he bottomed out, I moaned around her flesh, my whole body shaking.

Then Kendra pulled away, reaching for something beside the bed. The sound of a strap-on clicking into place made my stomach flip. “My turn,” she purred, lubing up the thick black dildo.

Tyrone pulled out, flipping me onto my back, and Kendra didn’t waste time—she lined up the fake cock with my wrecked hole and shoved in. “Fuck! Fuck!” I gasped, arching off the bed as she fucked me ruthlessly, her tits bouncing with every thrust.

Tyrone laughed, stroking his dick in front of my face. “Open up, snowflake.”

I did.

He shoved his cock deep into my mouth, fucking my throat while Kendra hammered my ass. I was nothing but a toy for them—used, stretched, *owned*. Kendra’s moans got higher as Tyrone reached down, rubbing her clit while she fucked me.

“Gonna cum,” she gasped, slamming into me harder. “Gonna—*fuck*—”

Her strap-on pulsed inside me as she came, her thighs trembling. Tyrone pulled out of my mouth, jerking himself off until thick ropes of cum splashed across my face. Kendra giggled, shoving two fingers into my mouth. “Clean up,” she ordered.

I did.

And when Tyrone finally left, Kendra curled against me, tracing the cum still drying on my chest. “You did so good,” she whispered. “Next time, we’ll bring two of them.”

I didn’t even argue.