A Hampton looks back at how she got here

Day broke over the valley to the sounds of a natural symphony. A songbird’s melodic chirps filtered into Derrick’s master bedroom, gently rousing Julia. She squinted lazily for her lover, tapping the bed beside her, but it was empty. Julia tugged her charging cord and glided her smartphone over the covers. 22 New Notifications.

‘Good lord, what happened??’ Julia immediately jumped to worry as she had never been so popular.

“Girrrrrrrrrrrlllllllll, you look fine!!!”
“Wowwwwww. ”
“You look great. Hope all is well.”
“Who’s your man???”

Comments and likes flowed into her Facebook and a couple of texts from her girlfriends lit up her screen. She inspected the famous picture.

Derrick beamed. He looked so at ease, totally assured of the power he wielded. Julia twirled his sapphire gemstone between her fingers as she dropped her phone beside her. She flung the warm comforter off her body and reached between her thighs. Her pussy felt raw, and the sensation of Derrick lingered deep inside her. She found tiny bruises all over her body as she studied herself in the morning light.

Julia got out of her master’s bed and found a silk robe hooked onto the bedframe. She wrapped herself in the soft material and walked onto the balcony overlooking the valley. She didn’t bother tying the belt around her waist.

With the sun rising behind her, Julia embraced the feeling of being above the world. She looked down into the ornate garden that abutted the patio and saw her man stretching into a new pose. “Of course he does...” She softly giggled to herself as the cool morning breeze soothed her tender body.

Derrick caught a glimpse of the naked brunette and finished his routine.

“You didn’t have to stop,” Julia called down from her perch.

“The wisdom of Buddha said it was time to eat.” Derrick joked with her. “Come downstairs.”

Julia walked back into the huge bedroom and contemplated whether she should dress.

‘I think we’re past the point of modesty’ she reasoned to herself and tied the robe’s belt. She brushed her hair into a ponytail and tried to find her bearings in the expansive corridor. Sexual African art decorated the upstairs walls and stripes of Red, Black, and Green blended into the tapestry.

She eventually entered the chef’s kitchen and savored the rush of being eyed by multiple black men. “Good morning!” she sang out to the members of D.C. Crew. as Kiley and Stacey sat next to their boyfriends; They were the only remaining girls from the night before.

Kiley smirked at her mom and Julia flashed her eyebrows, each Hampton woman cleverly answering the other’s question. Derrick walked in from the garden and slid his strong black hand around Julia’s waist. He drew her in close and kissed the scarcely dressed MILF from over her shoulder. Julia felt herself gush as Derrick asserted his dominance.

“Did everyone have a good time last night?” Derrick questioned the group as he poured himself a glass of fresh pineapple juice.

A chorus of “yeas” and head nods responded to the question and Derrick continued.

“Good. Cause this is your time, fellas. I expect you all to be sharp this summer. Do your job. And do it well. And next year I’ll have you headlining.” Derrick didn’t mince his words. “Now if you’ll excuse us ladies, we’re going to head to my studio for a bit.”

Daesean leaned over and kissed Kiley goodbye. He winked at Julia as he walked toward Derrick. Orlando gave Stacey a peck on the cheek and followed. The other two members of the crew trailed their boss down another long hallway.

As soon as the rappers were out of sight, the younger girls swarmed Julia for details of her night with Derrick. Kiley listened to her mother’s erotic tale, but the vivid details of her submission crept into her mind. She was out of the body as she watched that several-week period just after the New Year replay in her mind like a movie.

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The cafeteria at Jefferson East High School bustled with students and faculty as Kiley and her boyfriend, Tanner Davis, sat together at the “baseball table” on the senior side of the room.

“Babe, I need to know if you’ll drive us to the concert or not.” Kiley prodded her boyfriend, who was embroiled in a debate about the best-remaining quarterback in the NFL playoffs.

“Dude, you’re retarded. Hurts is a running quarterback who got lucky this year. And if Jerry would ever get his head out of his ass and find a replacement for Prescott, my Cowboys would lock up that division for the next decade.” The star pitcher ignored his Barbie doll girlfriend.

“Babe.” Kiley huffed.

“What? Oh, the concert…why do you even wanna go to that? It’s a bunch of wannabe gangsters rapping about the cops beating them up and getting arrested or some shit. They probably friggin’ deserved it.” Tanner fist-bumped his buddies.

“I mean, no. They’re not. But, whatever it’s fine. I’ll tell Lindsey to ask her older sister.” She knew her boyfriend wasn’t paying attention.

Kiley’s patience for Tanner reached its breaking point that day. It wasn’t that specific brush-off, but a blow-up that had been simmering for a few months.

Sure, dating Tanner had its perks: ****** money from his ***’s successful HVAC business showered her with gifts and there was a certain status that came with being the star-athlete’s girlfriend. But it also wore thin. He was bratty, always drank too much, and could be racist and misogynistic. And most importantly to the hormone-driven girl, he was terrible in bed.

Kiley bit her tongue in the cafeteria but texted her friend Lindsey:

“He’s such a prick. I’m gonna teach him a lesson on Friday ”

A couple of days passed, and Kiley and Tanner were cuddling on an oversized loveseat in the finished basement of his house:

“What movie do you wanna ‘watch’?” Tanner asked as he slid his hand up Kiley’s legging-covered thigh.

“I don’t care. Whatever you want.” She was cold and pushed his hand away.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Tanner sat up and gawked at her.

“Nothing. I’m fine, I’m just tired.” Kiley repeated the famous line.

“Oooooh-kayyyy” Tanner disregarded her hostility and flipped the TV to an NBA game. “They pay these guys way too much. And yet they still bitch.” His father’s words flowed out of his mouth like a recording.

“I think they should be paid more.” Kiley antagonized her boyfriend.

“Are you kidding me? Please tell me you’re joking. Why just cause they’re black?” Tanner started getting angry.

“Nope, I just think they deserve it. They do all the work; they should get most of the money.” Kiley kept pushing his buttons. “The best players should get the highest rewards, right?” She threw his own words back at him.

“Oh, I see what you’re doing. You’re just mad that I won’t let you go to that concert tomorrow.” Tanner made a major mistake.

“Let me!?” Kiley fumed. “You don’t let me do anything, Tanner. I thought it would be nice if you drove us, but obviously, you couldn’t be bothered so we found a different ride.”

“Wait, so you’re going? It’s going to be all black people. You can’t go there by yourself.” Tanner’s face reddened.

“I won’t be, Lindsey and Taylor are going with me.” Kiley stayed a step ahead of her boyfriend.

“Oh, that’s reassuring. Lindsey, the woke warrior herself. You know what, I think you should just leave Kiley.” Tanner pouted.

“Yea, I think I should too.” Kiley climbed off the pleather couch and walked out the back door to avoid any interaction with his parents.

Tanner didn’t expect her to call his bluff and the couple didn’t talk for the rest of the night.

It continued the next morning. Kiley avoided her boyfriend in the hallways and Tanner pretended it didn’t affect him. The dismissal bell rang, and the couple remained in a standoff.

That evening, Kiley had the house to herself.

Julia left early for the bar since it was a busy sports weekend, and any extra tips would help put a dent in the Christmas bills starting to flow in. And Robby had the closing shift at CVS, which meant he got to pretend to be the assistant manager for the night.

Kiley pulled out a bottle of Patron she hid in her closet and started pregaming hard as she got ready. Her phone buzzed.

Boy
“I’m sorry. I guess I’ll drive you tonight if you want.”

She rolled her eyes.

“No thanks, I told you I have a ride.”

Kiley took another shot and looked for the right outfit.

D.C Crew’s latest single played in the background and the tequila started loosening her up. She pranced around her room in nothing but a thong and examined her naked body in the mirror.

“Maybe I should get my nipples pierced?” she questioned out loud as she squeezed her perky B-cups.

“Nawwwww, hehe!”

Kiley took another shot.

“Oooooh, this is it right here.” Kiley pulled out a houndstooth skirt and crop top jacket combo that came with a mini black tube top. She kept digging through her closet and found a pair of shiny thigh-high boots to match.

“Mmmm, perfect.”

Kiley noticed a pair of dangly hoop earrings lying on her dresser and completed the seductive outfit. Her phone buzzed again.

LINDZZZZZZZZZZZZ
“We’ll be there in 10.”

“K sounds good,” Kiley started to feel *****.

‘Good thing I curled my hair earlier, hehe!’ she teased herself as she bounced off the corner of her bed.

Kiley walked out of their bungalow and Lindsey catcalled her from the passenger seat, “Ow, Owwww. Girrrrl you lookinnnn fiiiiinee. Lemme get a piece!”

*****, Kiley showed off her strut, “I hope my boyyyyyfriend don’ mindddd…” she giggled as all three girls in the car cheered in unison: “Fuck your boyfriend!”

Lindsey Jacobs had been Kiley’s best friend since middle school and always acted as the counterbalance to Kiley’s crazier debauchery. She was around before Kiley’s father left and knew there was still an innocent kid under her party girl's façade. Sometimes, Lindsey took it upon herself to be too motherly, which annoyed Kiley, but she appreciated it nonetheless.

Lindsey was short with a gymnast’s body and didn’t mind showing it off. Her progressive attitude toward the world clashed hard with Tanner and she wasn’t all that sad to see their relationship fall apart.

“Ky, don’t even think about Tanner tonight,” Lindsey spoke as her sister drove.

“He’s just a fragile white boy with an oversized ego” …

“and an unnnnnder sized dick!!” Kiley was on a tear.

“Haha, that too.” Lindsey laughed.

“Yea, Kiley, these guys are soo good. And, even I’ll admit, the lead singer, Big D, is fine as fuh-ck.” Taylor chimed into the conversation. She smiled at Lindsey in the front seat.

Kiley was too ***** to notice that Lindsey and Taylor may be closer than just friends.

Taylor Bellucci moved to Jeff East from New Jersey at the start of the school year and brought an entirely different mindset than either girl was used to. She was fiery, and loud, and didn’t shy away from anyone, man or woman. Lindsey was immediately attracted to her and made friends quickly.

They got closer to the club and Lindsey’s sister could tell the neighborhood had shifted.

“Isn’t this place a little ‘out of the way’?”

“Oh relax, Sara. They’re just people like all of us. We’re all going there to have a good time and dance. Ya know it’s that mindset that reeeaally keeps the stereotype…”

“Okay. Okay. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that, I just worry about you in general. That’s all.” Sara stopped her sister from a tangent.

“I knooooooow. That’s why I love you.” Lindsey held off and kept the mood light.

A neon sign glowed over double glass doors and hundreds of people milled around the front of a restored warehouse on the corner of Lenox and 77th street.

Triple 7’s, aptly named before 7th Avenue was rededicated, had been a staple in the black community for generations. Originally a speakeasy during prohibition, the old jazz club represented the premier stop for rising talent. The crowds were fierce but loyal, and if you hit it there, you were adored for life. The owners did their best to keep it alive as neighborhood dynamics shifted and the money disappeared but eventually had to sell to developers in the early 80s.

That real estate group ignored the historical significance of the building as well as its importance to the community and razed the entire block to put up warehouses for their mall conglomerate. Though, as tastes changed in the retail space, so did the real estate group’s need for a warehouse and eventually they put the buildings up for sale.

Derrick and his partner, Reggie, saw it as a perfect opportunity to restore a treasure to their community. They bought the entire neighborhood and retrofitted the warehouse into a music venue. Reggie commissioned a local artist to design a new logo and the same three black spades still hang above the doors.

Sara dropped the girls off at the corner of the block and told them to call her when they were ready to come home. Kiley’s phone buzzed away in Lindsey’s bag as the girls got in line.

Boy
“I hope you have a good time tonight.”

Kiley stumbled a bit as she strutted toward the entrance. “Woooo!” she shouted jokingly when she caught herself.

Lindsey and Taylor looked at each other with slight concern in their eyes and knew they would have to stick close to their friend that night.

Catcalls showered the ***** blonde as she walked past dozens of thuggish-looking black men.

“Who you with baby? What you tryin' to do?”
“Damn girl, some whiteboy don’t know his girl off the leash…”

Lindsey glared at them as she wondered if they should just bail on the night. “Are you okay, Kiley?”

“Yes, I’m fiiiine Lindsey,” Kiley responded defensively.

Lindsey grumbled that she wouldn’t be her babysitter all night, though they both knew she was bluffing.

“Okayyy. I’ll be a goooooood girl.” She smiled and hugged Lindsey. “Thank you for being so good to me,” Kiley whispered in her friend’s ear.

The line moved like molasses and when they finally got to the entrance, a huge black man inspected their fake IDs. He looked at the manager behind him for a final decision and the stern-looking capo nodded his head yes.

“Enjoy the concert.”

The girls hurried inside before the bouncers had time to change their minds.

Music blared through the sound system as they found a spot close to the stage. The place was electric as hundreds of people packed in.

Kiley tapped Lindsey and it was clear she had sobered up a bit, “Can I check my phone real quick?”

Lindsey dug it from her purse and gave it to her friend. She also pulled out a water bottle filled with vodka that she had snuck in. Against her better judgment, she poured a couple of shots into each of their sodas.

“Let’s get wilddddddd!” Lindsey lifted her Styrofoam cup in the air.

“Woooooooooo!” Kiley and Taylor raised their cups to meet hers and toasted Lindsey.

Kiley handed her phone back to Lindsey and smiled, “he’s sooo pissed. I love it.”

Reggie Harris walked onto the stage and the crowd clapped and briefly quieted.

“Are you ready?” Reggie spoke softly and a low rumble followed.

“I saiddddd, ARE. YOU. READY???” A roar of chanting and rooting exploded throughout the warehouse.

“Alllllright, then here they arrrrrrrreeeeeee, the Deeeee. Ceeeeee. Crewwwwwwwwww!”

Kiley laid eyes on Daesean for the first time. He wore a retro Lakers jersey and tight black jeans with a pair of limited-edition Jordans. A heavy gold cross hung around his neck, and it matched the gold watch around his wrist. Diamond stud earrings glinted in the stage lights. He scanned the front couple of rows for girls he might bring backstage.

Kiley grabbed Taylor’s arm.

“You weren’t lying about him…” Kiley couldn’t help it. “he’s fucking hot.”

Taylor laughed at her friend and absently nodded her head. Her attention was on Lindsey and the way her corset and tight blue jeans appeared to be painted on her body. She replaced the air Lindsey was grinding on and draped her arms over her lover’s shoulders. Kiley looked on with a shocked, but happy smile.

“Oooooooh” she exclaimed as the light bulb went off.

Lindsey grabbed her girlfriend’s wide hips over her tight leather pants and lost herself in the music. The vodka flowed through each of the girls and soon, Kiley didn’t care she was dancing alone. Daesean eyed her from the stage.
She was shaking her body and caressing herself as they moved through their set. He was hooked already, but when she unclasped the buttons on the tiny jacket and lodged it in her friend’s purse, he was on the hunt.

Kiley noticed his glances and felt herself becoming more and more attracted to the tall dark stranger. The D.C. Crew came to their final song and Daesean talked to the crowd before the music kicked up.

“Lemme hear the fellas in here tonight!” rooting and fist-pumping echoed from the back wall. “Aight, aight, I hear you.” Daesean nodded approvingly as he worked for the crowd.

“And ladieeeeeesssss???” squeals enveloped the stage as Daesean looked directly into Kiley’s eyes. He flashed his pearly white smile, and she licked her lips before bashfully diverting her gaze. Some butterflies fluttered in her chest.

Lindsey and Taylor both caught the flirtation and teased their friend: “Ding, ding, ding...I think we have a winnnnnner!” Kiley kept blushing; her inhibitions were saved for another time.

“You think he’ll invite us backstage?” Kiley’s excitement grew as Daesean started the last song.

“Girl, the only one of us he wants back there is you.” Lindsey’s motherly instincts were distracted by Taylor’s large breasts jiggling in a red bandana top.

“Really…?” Kiley just needed a nudge.

“Yes.” Lindsey held Kiley’s arm. “Go for it! I promise if anything bad happens, you call me, and I’ll be right back here guns blazing.” She pulled her friend in for a hug as a large black security guard came up to the girls.

“Miss, I’ve been instructed to bring you backstage. Please come with me.”

Lindsey smiled at Kiley as she handed over her phone. “Beeeee goooooood!”


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Kiley stood outside the dressing room as she sipped another vodka Sprite. She checked her phone and found a bombardment from Tanner:

Boy
“How is it?”

Boy
“Are you ok?”

Boy
“Can you just answer me so I know you’re ok.”

Boy
“Why isn’t Lindsey answering either?”

Boy
“You’re being a bitch Kiley.”

Kiley just laughed as she let the spoiled white boy sweat. She locked her phone and the door labeled “Back Room” opened. Rappers, bodyguards, and half-naked women swarmed the entrance as a cloud of weed smoke poured into the hallway.

“This way, Miss” a different security guard pulled her through the maze to Daesean’s table in the back. “He’ll be over shortly.”

‘Oh my god this is crazy…’ Kiley’s mind raced as she scanned the room. She saw Wild Bill standing by the full bar flanked by two light-skinned black girls who looked transfixed on the lanky singer. She thought he was sort of cute but didn’t quite understand the fuss. She glanced down at her phone nervously and soon Daesean appeared.

“Hey, sorry bout that. It’s mad hot on stage and I needed to cool off for a minute.” The tall muscular rapper was shirtless with only a towel around his neck. He’d changed into a pair of basketball shorts and Kiley subtly peeked at his crotch.

“No, it’s cool. I wasn’t waiting long. You guys were great tonight!” Kiley nervously tried to make small talk, a habit she picked up from her mother.

Daesean sat on the L-shaped sofa that filled the corner of the club’s back room. It functioned as a VIP area but was still close to everything else. He tapped the couch next to him and made the first move, “I don’t bite.”

Kiley slid closer but maintained a safe distance between herself and Daesean. She latched her legs to the edge of the cushion and fidgeted with her phone in her lap, unable to calm her nerves. Daesean wiped his forehead and tossed the towel to the side. He sat forward, rolled a blunt, and started flirting.

“You looked good out there… I been tellin’ Derrick we should get some dancers to be with us on stage.” He brushed his hand against her knee.

Kiley blushed, “Nooo, I wasn’t thaaaat good. I was just having fun. Letting loose a little bit.” She tilted her eyes up slightly as she grinned.

“Baby, if that’s letting loose, I wanna see what happens when you go buck-wild.”

Dae smirked as he lit his blunt and leaned back on the couch. He put his arm along the back and Kiley scooted in tighter.

The pungent aroma of freshly lit weed shrouded the back corner of the room as whisps of smoke danced between them in the dim light. She felt the magnitude of his body surrounded her. Tanner had an athletic build but never dwarfed her like Daesean.

Kiley didn’t notice she had rested her head on his chest as she watched Jordan plunk down on a small stool in front of them. She surveyed his ebony body, dreaming about the power he must pack in his rippling thighs. How easily he could manhandle her tiny body and how powerless she’d be to stop him. Her pussy surged as she gave into the moment. The booze rushed through her, and she lost the ability to filter.

“Can I tell you a secret…?” she spoke softly into his ear.

*PFFFTTT* “Sure baby, shoot.” Daesean waited for the ***** white girl as he exhaled.

“I’m so horny right now.” Kiley giggled at her honesty.

“Ha, that’s not a bad thing baby.” The black stud grinned, knowing where his night was headed.

Kiley twisted her body until she faced him directly. Her checkered mini skirt rode up her legs. She ogled his muscular black body covered in tattoos and pawed at each one as he relaxed, still coming down from the intensity of the show.

“You have sooo many tattooooos, did it hurt?” She ran her fingers over his hard chest and tight abs. “Daesean?” Kiley looked up at her man.

“Ya baby, that’s my real name,” he answered as he let his new friend keep playing.

“Ooh okay…yea, I wanna get one, but my boyfriend doesn’t like ‘em and my *** would freeeeeeeak…if he was still around…buhhht FUCK the two of themmmm, amirite?” Kiley drunkenly rambled.

“Here baby, have some.” Daesean passed the blunt to the blabbering blonde, hoping it might settle her down.

Kiley hesitated but took it in her fingers. She’d smoked before but wasn’t a pothead.

“Mmmm, okayyy” she agreed, taking a few puffs and coughing like crazy. The rest of the room chuckled at the dumb little white girl trying to keep up.

“It’s all good, fuck them assholes, just relax.” He put his arm around her shoulder, and she curled into his body. Kiley began to calm down as the pot did its job.

She scrunched her knees and brought her legs onto the couch. Her tight checkered skirt rode up again, exposing more of her tan thighs. She unzipped her boots and wrestled them off, letting them fall to the floor with a thud.

Kiley gave the whole club a clear view of the black G-string barely covering her wet slit, but no one seemed to notice. They had loosened up and paired off themselves.

As the weed relaxed her, Kiley’s drunken “talkies” transformed into extreme horniness. She returned to her game of “What does this tattoo mean?”

She inched closer and closer to the waistband of his shorts, keeping her eyes down. Kiley was afraid of what might happen if she made eye contact with him.

Daesean brushed his long black finger against her cheek and softly raised her chin. Kiley started losing control. Their eyes met and she had butterflies in her stomach. The room disappeared and she couldn’t wait for him to kiss her. He pulled her in tight and planted his thick lips on hers. Cognac and smoke transferred to her tongue as she reflexively put her hand on his lap.

“Wooahhh” she whispered between kisses as she felt his big black cock growing in his mesh basketball shorts. Their kissing intensified and Dae moved his hand to the white girl’s skirt.

“Mmmm,” Kiley moaned softly as she felt him pull it the rest of the way over her round ass. He fondled her bare skin and she returned with a squeeze of his hardening cock.

Her phone buzzed and snapped her from the moment.

Boy
“Babe???”

A desperate text from her annoying white boyfriend flashed on her lock screen. She laid her phone on Daesean’s lap and returned to his lips. Her boyfriend’s text was a few inches away from her black stud’s throbbing cock.

*BUZZbuzz*…*BUZZbuzz* …*BUZZbuzz*

Boy
“Please answer me, I’m not mad, I just wanna make sure you’re ok”

Boy
“Lindsey said you went backstage. Be careful, those guys are really bad people”

Boy
“Please don’t do anything you’ll regret”

Kiley seethed and went to respond with something nasty. But the rapper nudged her hand away. Dae held up her phone, then tossed it into the darkness beside him. She shot a look toward the end of the couch, then up to Daesean. He was smiling and so was she.

She swung her hips over his lap and straddled the up-and-coming star. Her tiny white hands rested against his chiseled body; her skirt bunched at her waist. She ground on him steadily. It was one of his songs. The soft lace, nor the mesh fabric put much of a barrier between them.

“It’s so fucking big…” Kiley purred as he guided her along at the hips. She pulled the dangling hoops from her ears and tossed them on top of her boots. The feeling of his cock pressed against her swollen lips drove her insane.

She reached to the hem of her black tube top and yanked it over her head. Her perky tits were now on full display for the rapper…and everyone else.

He released one hand from her hip and used two fingers to toy with her hard, pink nipples.

“Ahhhhh” Kiley moaned softly, clutching his hand as he squeezed her chest.

She leaned down and kissed him. His earthy cologne floated off his skin; His juicy lips wrapped around hers. She was absorbed in the sensation of a new lover.

Kiley slipped down his body and off the couch. The practically naked white girl knelt in front of the tatted-up rapper.

Around the room, his crew experienced the same. Weed smoke, rap music, and sexual moans filled the air. Daesean relit his blunt and leaned back. Kiley bit her lip as she clamped the waist of his shorts and slid them to his ankles. Eight inches of thick black cock sprang into her face.

“Oh my fucking god.” She was transfixed. “It’s gigantic...” A bit of concern tinted her voice as she wrapped her hand around it.

Kiley looked up at Daesean, a devilish grin was plastered on his face. She worried if she’d be able to handle it.

“Haha, it’s okay baby don’t be scared.” he teased her as he took another hit from the blunt. “I know it’s bigger than your lil honky boyfriend, but you’ll be right.”

“Way fucking bigger. Ha, and, I mean, way bigger.” Kiley stroked the massive rod and kissed its swollen tip. Lust eventually outweighed her nervousness. She needed to have his big black cock inside her.

Kiley wrapped her lips around him and attempted to take every inch down her throat as she did with Tanner.

“Unnnghh…aaachk!” She gagged on his size.

The black stud smiled at his boys from across the room as they watched the horny white girl struggling in his lap. Each one wondered if they’d get a turn.

She built into a pattern of sucking and stroking. Her saliva drenched his huge black dick and Daesean let a few grunts flow as she used her tongue to swirl around the tip.

*POP*

She broke free from sucking and kissed her way down to his enormous black balls. Taking each one in her warm mouth, she felt the eyes of the room turning toward them.

Maybe it was the booze or maybe it was the pot, but Kiley wasn’t embarrassed. She was invigorated. With his cock in her hands, she rubbed it against her lips. She teased her man as she gazed seductively into his eyes.

“Oh, you a bad girl now huh?” Daesean growled.

“Mmhmm.” She nodded, licking and kissing his black dick.

“You know what happens to bad lil white girls?” The rapper leaned forward and yanked a handful of her soft blonde hair, pinning her neck back as she smiled wickedly up at him.

“Mmmm, show me.”

He jammed Kiley’s head to his lap, ramming most of his length down her throat.

“Wooohhff, ahhhhghh” *COUGH*…*Phew.Phew*

“Mmmm.” The petite blonde caught her breath and looked up. Her eyes watered.

Daesean winked at her while taking hold of more of her hair. She used both hands to brace herself on his legs as the bull started fucking her mouth.

*GlutGlutGlutGlutGlutGlut* “uhhhhhhhh” *GlutGlutGlutGlut*

Sounds of his cock ramming the back of her throat filled the party room and Kiley reveled in the attention. She arched her back and stuck her exposed ass in the air for every horny bull to see. Her tiny G-string did nothing to cover her aching white pussy.

She was out of control. Not herself. The basic white girl was out and a little white whore was in. With one final gag, the black king released his grip. She kissed his twitching cock one more time before she pushed herself to her feet.

Her saliva and his precum rolled down her chin as she stood in front of him. The entire room had turned their attention to Kiley and Daesean.

Before she could make another move, she felt his strong black hands caressing her legs and moving their way to her ass. Her knees weakened and she clutched his shoulders to catch herself. Kiley let her hands roam, rubbing her hands over his short, tightly curled hair.

He hooked the bunched-up mini skirt circling her waist and yanked it down.

“Eeep!” She yelped as her plump ass jiggled and her skirt dropped to the floor.

Grunts from his crew sent a shockwave through Kiley. She couldn’t comprehend why it thrilled her to be ogled like this.

Daesean slid his hand up the inside of her thigh. Two fingers skimmed her tender lips over her thong, causing her legs to shake.

“AhhhhHaHaaaahh” she moaned.

He kept teasing and pressed his thumb against her wetness before tugging the G-string halfway down her thighs.

“Ooooooh fuhhhckkkk!” Her legs started rattling.

Daesean curled two long fingers inside of her and sucked her pulsating clit into his mouth. He thrashed his tongue around her as he worked his fingertips against her G-spot.

“Mmm. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’ sta. Ahhhh. Ahhhh. I’m gonna. I’m gonna come. I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m commmming!”

He wrapped his bulging arm around her to keep her from falling and she rode out the orgasm in his embrace.

As it waned, Daesean let go and slid back on the couch. His cock stood at attention and throbbed. Kiley zeroed in and licked her top lip. The anticipation of feeling his mammoth rod buried inside her was irresistible.

She bent over and slid her G-string the rest of the way to the floor, giving the room a perfect view of her raw cunt.

Fake cheers from his boys made her blush as she looked over her shoulder for the first time. She saw at least six riled-up black dudes frothing eagerly, causing another jolt of pleasure to run through her.

As Kiley looked around, she also realized she was the only white person back there. An entire crew of rappers, roadies, and groupies on hand to witness her become a black cock slut in the Back Room of Triple 7’s. She was euphoric.

She pushed Daesean back against the couch.

“I am a bad little white girl.” Kiley dropped her left knee to one side of the couch.

“And I wanna know what the Big…Tough… Rapper is gonna do about it.” Her right knee dropped to the other.

Kiley reached for his long black shaft as she pressed her tits against his face.

Daesean groped her body. Every brush of his hand released a wave of pleasure.

She kissed the tattoos on his neck. He sucked her nipples.

She nibbled on his ear. He pressed between her legs.

She moaned softly. He growled low.

She whispered in his ear, “fuck me with your black cock, Big Deeee.”

*SMACK*

Daesean smacked her ass hard. “Mmmmm.” her head rolled back.

She grabbed the hard shaft and leaned forward. Her pussy radiated as she guided him inside of her.

“Hoooooly fuck!” the size of his cock was a wild departure from what she was used to with Tanner.

“Haha,” the rapper proudly laughed, “that’s it, white girl, take that big black dick.”

*Phew.Phew.Phew* short breaths escaped from Kiley in rapid succession as inch after inch filled her virgin slit until Daesean had all eight inside her. She paused for a few seconds, adapting to sensations she never felt before.

She leaned forward slowly and returned to the base.

She kept the same tempo for a few more strokes until Daesean pulled her ass cheeks apart and spread his legs beneath her. He began thrusting from below and Kiley let him take control of her.

“Oh god…oh fuh…fuck…fuck…uhhh…oh…uhh…uhh…uhh…uhh…god it’s so…god it’s soo good…mmm…mmm…mmm!” She brushed and tugged her bleached blonde hair as the black stallion railed into her.

Kiley waited until he bottomed out and took the chance to slide off to the side of his body. She desperately needed a reprieve from the intensity of his size. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him passionately to buy herself more time.

Daesean stood and Kiley instinctively climbed higher on the couch and braced the back cushion. She wiggled her ass and peeked over her shoulder as he towered behind her.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and arched her back. He leaned down, his black cock sliding between her thick cheeks, and growled in her ear.

“As soon as I saw you tonight, I knew I was gonna fuck you.”

“Mmhmmm.” She wriggled against his chiseled body.

“And now that I’ve had you, I own this pussy.”

“Uhhhh” she pressed her ass hard against his thick black snake as Daesean roughly tossed her forward.

“Ownnn meee.” Kiley repeated his words as she clawed against the red leather sofa. She felt each finger against her skin as Daesean locked his hands around her hips. He tormented her with his engorged tip, as Kiley moaned again, “ownnnnn meeee.”

Daesean drilled his rod deep into her body. She clenched onto him and dug her nails into the sofa.

“Oooooh…uhhh” Kiley let the air escape from her lungs.

The entire crew watched as their imposing black leader pinned his white bitch against the couch. Her howls matched the sound of the stereo as the stud pounded into her.

“Mmm, girl this pussy tight, I’m about to bust!” Daesean gave out a warning, not concerned with her response.

Kiley didn’t think. She had stopped taking birth control after the hormones messed with her body and she required Tanner to wear a condom every time. But Kiley didn’t care.

“Fill meee,” This was another first. “Cum inside meeee!”

“Unnnnggghhhhhhh” Rope after rope exploded from the monster between Daesean’s legs. Kiley felt every twitch as he kept himself lodged inside her contracting pussy. He slid out of her and grabbed the towel lying beside them. Globs of his sticky cum ran out of her enflamed cunt as Kiley fingered herself gingerly.

*Buzzzzzz…Buzzzzzz… Buzzzzzz…*

Call from Boyyyyy

“Hahahahaha” Kiley laughed like a fool. The uncontrollable giggling confused Daesean.

“What’s good baby?” After a few more seconds of laughter, she calmed down enough to tell him: “I, haha, I forgot all about my boyfriend, whooooooops.”

“Hahaha, yeaaa, yea so did I.” The cocky rapper pulled on his shorts and lit a fresh blunt. “Why don’t we forget about him for a lil while longer? C’mon, lemme introduce you to the crew.”

Kiley took Daesean’s hand and let him pull her off the couch. Still dreaming, she didn’t even think to put on her clothes. He put his arm around her naked body and walked them over to his crew.

“Yoooooooo, that shit was innnnnnnn-tense” the young, brash backup rapper, who Kiley would learn was Jalen, couldn’t help himself. She blushed slightly and turned into Daesean’s chest. His cum dripped down her leg as she stood naked in front of a sea of sexy black men.

“Da fuck!” an older, well-dressed member of the crew smacked the young kid upside the head.

“Don’t mind him, he gets a little excited. My name’s Derrick, nice to meet you, baby.”

It was obvious he was Daesean’s manager and the man responsible for keeping the show on the road. Kiley immediately noticed his well-built frame and aromatic musk. Another shockwave flowed through her as he stared into her eyes and shook her hand.

“Nice to meet you too,” Kiley spoke timidly. “I guess I got a little carried away… sorry about that, hehe.”

“No need to be sorry girl, it’s a natural human experience. We’re all standing here today because of it, haha.” Derrick eased her tension. “But maybe next time we take the show somewhere a little more private.”

Derrick continued as Kiley came down from her high, “This is home for us, so you should come by my house and join us one evening when we’re not touring.” He watched as the naked white girl relaxed against her king. “Next week, I’ll be having a Super Bowl party. Real low-key, just four or five of us. It’ll be fun.”

Kiley smiled and nodded eagerly, “yea, I think that would be fun!”

But inside her mind raced at the proposition: Being passed around by five jacked black guys. Acting as a sexy white maid to please them and take care of their every need. The lingering alcohol and horniness drove her fantasy to the extreme.

After a little more small talk, she gathered her clothes and went to the bathroom to clean up. She also texted Tanner.

“I’m ready to be picked up”

“OMG Thank God. Is everything alright, did they hurt you??”

“I’m fine, nothing happened. I barely even talked to them. I just need a ride.”

“Okay. I’m on my way. I love you”

As they waited for Tanner to show up, Daesean and Kiley pawed at each other, making out and generally fooling around.

When her boyfriend texted he was close, she did her best to compose herself and kissed Daesean goodbye.

Daesean grabbed her hand as she turned to walk away, “I never got your name…”

Kiley smiled at the absurdity. “Hehe, it’s Kiley. Kiley Hampton.”

“See you next week, Kiley.” he winked as he walked back into the club.

While Tanner droned on and on about not being mad, this, still loving her no matter what, Kiley imagined the possibilities of going to Derrick’s Super Bowl bash. Her mind filled with images of porn, substituting the starlet with herself. A wire had tripped in her brain, and she felt her old self crumbling away. She smiled out the window as street signs and stoplights flashed by her.


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Kiley snapped back to Derrick’s kitchen in the present day and watched her mom glow as she continued to recall her night of passion… “he was masterful, I felt like I would do anything for him. It was mind-bending. Not just his domination, but how submissive I wanted to be” … Derrick’s kitchen triggered a flashback to the night of the party and Kiley slipped away again…


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Julia always worked a double shift for the Super Bowl and left shortly after 11 AM to help prepare for the madhouse Sluggers would turn into.

“Have fun at Tanner’s tonight, Ky! I love you, sweetie!” Julia shouted to her ******** down the hall as she ran out the door.

Kiley heard their front door close and rolled over on her bed. A nervous excitement coursed through her body as she did her best to distract herself for a little while longer.

“You going over to that dipshit’s house tonight?” Robby appeared in her doorway.

“Just like every year for the past three years.” Kiley was short and icy with her brother.

Tanner had thrown a Super Bowl party every year of high school and it always turned into a regular party after the game. When they were younger, it stayed pretty tame: some high school kid foolishness and a couple of stolen beers from the adult party upstairs. But now that they were seniors, Tanner decided to make it a big deal.

Kiley absently listened to him blather on all week as he regaled her with meaningless details about cases of beer and bottles of booze the “towelhead” at the liquor store didn’t even card him for. She didn’t care. Her focus was on devising a plan for her actual Sunday evening.

“Well, I can’t drive you, I’m going over to Dylan’s for the game.” Even Robby participated in the national holiday.

“Oh. No. Whatever will I do???” Kiley teased her brother as he scoffed at her.

“Bitch.” Robby taunted back. His voice trailed as he walked into his room. “Don’t get too wasted, I’m not coming to pick yo…”

Kiley shook her head and returned to her phone. She scrolled through Daesean’s Instagram and felt her legs tingle as she looked through press photos and candid shots. ‘God, he’s gorgeous’ she dreamt as ghostly wisps of his cologne filled her nose.

She dozed off and napped until a text from Lindsey woke her.

LINDZZZZZZZZZZZZ
“What am I supposed to tell Tanner and everyone tonight? Sick???”

“Yea go with that. I’m telling him I’m on my period and feel super nauseous. He's a moron and still thinks it’s like the plague ”

“Lollllll. You got it.”
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do tonight ”

“LMAO. You wouldn’t. You want Tay’s ”

“Hahaha, hey now. I’m an equal opportunity sexualizer!”

“OMG stopppppppppp”

Kiley relaxed as she texted her friend. She went to the kitchen to grab water and her phone buzzed on the counter.

Tanner Davis
“Hey babe, what time are you coming over?”

She texted him back with the bad news.

“Babe, I’m sorry. I got my period last night and I’m feeling nauseous today. I don’t think I can come ”

“Ewww, yea that’s awful. Do you need me to do anything?”

Tanner played nice after last weekend, but she let him off the hook.

“No babe, I’m just gonna rest and try to get better.”

“Okay. Well, it sucks you’re gonna miss my rager. I think Tommy’s bringing some edibles. It’s gonna be littttttt.”
“I love you”

“”

Kiley’s heart fluttered. Nothing stood in her way now. She pondered what she should wear as Robby grabbed his keys from the hook on the wall.

“Seriously, Kiley, how are you getting over there? I don’t want you drinking and driving.” Robby acted as parental as he could.

“Relax. I’m gonna Uber. I’m not stupid.” Kiley sassed her brother again.

“Okay, I’m heading out. Be safe.” Robby walked outside.

‘Byeeeeee’ Kiley waved him off and started focusing on the night ahead of her.

She decided to go simple. A pair of high-waisted skinny jeans and a white cami crop top. She pulled her blonde hair into a messy bun and listened to D.C. Crew playing loudly in the background. She could hear Daesean’s voice and she wished he was in her room for real. Kiley slipped on a pair of block heels and ordered an Uber.

The blue Prius parked in front of her house as Kiley walked outside and locked her front door. ‘Here we go’ she thought to herself as she skipped down the stairs.

“Big party tonight?” her Uber driver chatted with her.

“Yup, it should be fun.” Kiley tried to be curt and hoped her driver would get the hint.

He did and they rode quietly to soft elevator music until a notification chimed from her phone.

Snap from Tanner

The loud grainy audio blared through the quiet car: “LETTTTTT’S FUCKKKKKINNGG GOOOOOOOO” Tanner shouted into the camera and shotgunned a beer. Suds poured down his chin as half the beer ended up on his shirt. “Let’s. Fucking. Go, baby!” His dumb face reappeared way too close to the lens.

Kiley rolled her eyes and locked her phone, “Sorry about that.”

“No worry. Is that where we’re going?” The foreign driver prodded a bit.

“Ohhhh no. No. That was just some stupid boy I know.” Kiley started removing Tanner from her life.

“Oh okay. He did sound a bit of a moron, ha.” Her driver tried to be casual.

Kiley warmed. “Haha, yea he’s a moron.”

The Prius wrapped around tight corners as they climbed into the hills.

“Holy shit…” Kiley whispered to herself in the backseat.

Her Uber driver smiled at her in the rear-view mirror as he watched the pretty blonde girl taking in the sights of the mansions he drove past.

“These are my favorite routes. A vision of what is possible.” He was idealistic as Kiley tuned him out, still awestruck as they sped along.

Her driver pulled up to the guard gate and a meek white man appeared with a clipboard. Kiley rolled down her window.

“Kiley Hampton” her voice was a little unsure.

“Ahhhh, yup. Wait for the gate to open and drive up and around the circular driveway. Mr. Robinson will receive you. Have a good night.”

Kiley heard a walkie-talkie chirp as she closed the rear window.

She saw Derrick and Daesean standing in the driveway as her Uber came to a stop. Derrick walked toward the small electric car. A light purple golf polo gripped his chiseled chest and a pair of light khaki shorts clung to his sinewy black thighs. His body was a masterpiece even in a simple outfit.

He opened the rear door and tapped on the passenger’s glass. He flashed two 20s toward the driver and thanked him for the ride.

“Oh, thank you very much, sir.” Her foreign chauffeur grinned.

“Thank you!” Kiley peeped as Derrick closed her door. He waved his hand toward his home, “I think you should remember him…”

“How could I forget, haha.” Kiley reddened as she remembered how public their first hookup had been.

“Hey baby, glad you came.” Daesean greeted her as she checked him out. She contained her drooling as she watched his bicep twitch in a simple black V-neck. Faded and ripped skinny jeans looked good on his muscular legs as he stepped and hugged his date. Her head barely made it to his shoulder.

“Come inside, they’re still doing the pregame shows.” Derrick invited Kiley into his home and both black men eyed the white girl’s sexy strut.

Derrick and Daesean smiled at each other.

Kiley was even more awestruck by the inside of Derrick’s home. Plaques and awards decorated his walls, and she walked by a small trophy case before entering his private living room.

“Are those Grammys?” she blurted out the question before realizing her tackiness.

“Yes, they are. And if this guy keeps it up, I’ll have a few more to put in there.” Derrick clasped Dae’s shoulder as he spoke.

“Wooow.” Kiley whispered under her breath.

“Well, we only have four tonight. Orlando couldn’t make it, his girlfriend needed him to stay home...”

Reggie cut off his business partner, “That bitch wears the pants, always has. The kid’s soft Rick.”

Derrick formally introduced him, “And that’s Reggie Harris, my business partner, and pain in my ass for 30 years. You should remember him from the concert. He owns the place but still insists on being the emcee.”

“Yea, well if you want something done right you gotta do it yourself.” Reggie slowly climbed off the couch and faced the new arrival.

“Oh damn, baby girl, hellll-lo” Reggie walked towards her and clutched her hand. “Spin round darlin’ lemme get the full picture!”

Kiley giggled at his forwardness as she twirled around for the horny older man.

“Unc!” Daesean glared at his “uncle”.

“What? You don’t think she knows she is a pretty young thing.” He hugged Kiley with one arm as she patted his chest. Any concern she had faded away in those first few moments.

Reggie had gained a little bit of a gut over the years, but his hands were rock solid and steady. His muscles galvanized from years of “manual labor”. He was in a red Mahomes jersey and loose-fitting black jeans with a pair of sparkling white Air Force 1’s on his feet. An expensive Rolex adorned his wrist, and it matched the diamond-studded pinky ring he always wore.

“All my players on the Eagles tonight. But I ain’t scared, 'cause I know my boy Pat is gonna do it one more time.”

Kiley didn’t quite understand what he meant and flashed a look at Daesean.

“Gambling.” He mouthed to her as Reggie got another beer from the mini bar in the corner.

“Whatchu’ drinkin’ baby? You old enough right?” He asked the high school senior.

“Ummmmmmmm” Kiley didn’t know how to answer.

“Well, you're eighteen, right?” Reggie had an old-school view of the world.

“Yup, my birthday was in September. Same as my mom.” Her nervous chatter always found a way out.

Derrick cut in, “You two must get mistaken for twins if she’s that young…” A smile came across his face as he bailed her out with his bad joke.

Kiley returned the grin and Derrick introduced the remaining member of the party.

“And you surely met Will last Friday too.” Wild Bill nodded his head silently from the opposite corner of the room.

“You lucky you hung like a horse, boy, 'cause you got the personality of a mop.” Reggie drilled the other member of the D.C. Crew as he handed Daesean a beer and Kiley a spiked seltzer and returned to the center of the U-shaped couch.

Will just shook his head at the domineering old man and the announcers broke in with the start of the game coverage.

*Welcome to this year’s coverage of the Super Bowl…*

Daesean took a seat next to Reggie at the near corner of the U-Shaped sofa and Kiley followed her man. He wrapped a muscular arm around her as she curled into his chest.

*This is the first time in Super Bowl history two African American starting quarterbacks have faced off…*

“Bout goddamn time, only been crushing the game for 50 years,” Reggie spoke his mind and Derrick agreed audibly.

“Well, I mean, it's like one and a half black quarterbacks. Mahomes ain’t no nigga.” Daesean joked with his uncle and Will laughed from the opposite corner.

“Oooh no? You ain’t know shit, boy. He's black alright. Do you see his daddy? He played in The Show back when this country had patience and could enjoy a mental game. Back when you two were getting blasted out into yo daddy’s sock.” Reggie chastised the two young stars.

He kept going, “And you see his mom? White lady. That tells you all you need to know. He pulled that fine snowbunny back when it wasn’t easy for Black men to be with white women.” Daesean and Will shook their heads and laughed softly as Uncle Reg went off.

“Even Pat doin’ his thing. That crazy white bitch he got? You know she’s doin’ some low-down freaky shit in the room if he keeps her around.” Kiley giggled at that one. She was aware of her viral moments, and she wondered if Reggie was hinting at something about her.

The game kicked off and Kiley stayed mostly quiet as the four black men ranted and raved.

“Babygirl, go get me another beer wouldja please.” Reggie bossed Kiley into a traditional female role. She paused for a moment, but neither Derrick nor Daesean stepped in. And for some reason, she didn’t mind. Kiley slid off the couch and walked toward the bar.

“Anybody else?” she daintily asked the group of rugged black men. Three more bottles shot into the air, as they all focused on the mega screen on the wall.

“Hehe, okay.” Kiley walked a beer to each one of them and took their empties back to the counter.

“Thanks, hun.” Reggie winked at the petite white girl crawling back into her man’s arms. Kiley smiled as she drank from her fresh seltzer.

She checked her phone and made sure it was on silent as she looked through some updates from Tanner’s party:

-A Snap from Lindsey showing off Taylor beating Tanner’s friend Jimmy in a chugging contest
-A Snap from Tanner displaying the cases of beers and bottles of liquor with the caption “LET’S FUCKINNNGGG GOOOO”
-An Instagram post of Tommy, Tanner, and Jimmy, the three baseball captains, with the caption “the guys she tells you not to worry about”

Kiley laughed at the last post and locked her phone.

Daesean looked over at her, “What’s up?”

“Nothing. Nothing. At. All.” Kiley smiled and squeezed Dae’s forearm.

The game progressed and Kiley acted as waitress several more times. The game had turned in Reggie’s favor and the room joined in on his excitement.

“Thatta boy, Patrick, finish these bums off!” Reggie had a good buzz going as did the rest of the room.

Daesean and Will walked outside to smoke before the final five minutes and Derrick tersely asked Kiley to join him in the kitchen.

She shadowed her dark-skinned host and worried she had done something wrong.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offe…” Kiley started apologizing without a reason before Derrick interrupted her.

“Shhh, it’s okay. It’s nothing like that.” He smirked at her obedience. “I just wanted to make sure you were having a good time.” Derrick pulled a large clothes box from beneath the kitchen island and placed it on the marble slab.

“Oooh. Oh my god. Haha. Phew. I was so nervous, I thought I had done something. Yes, I’m having a great time.” Kiley stammered while answering.

“Good.” Derrick paused. “Though I think we agree, you didn’t come here tonight just for a football game.” Derrick didn’t blink as he looked into the blonde’s blue eyes.

A devious smile grew on Kiley’s face as blood rushed to her thighs. Her body warmed as she answered, “You’re right.”

Derrick strode around the island and placed his hand on her lower back, “I had to be sure.”

He opened the cardboard box and Kiley peered inside. Her devious smile widened as she inspected a new “uniform”: A referee-striped bikini top, a micro skirt, and a pair of clear stilettos laid on a bed of pink tissue paper. The outfit was whorish.

“Now, you have a choice. You can close this box and return to the living room, no harm, no foul. But this evening will be over.” Derrick gauged the petite girl’s initial reaction. “Or you can take this box into the bathroom just down the hall and rejoin us as the little white whore we know you to be.” He slid his hand over her ass and squeezed it hard.

Kiley’s knees went limp as she steadied herself against the countertop. Derrick’s cruelty exhilarated her.

“I’ll see you soon.” Derrick’s warm breath tickled her neck.


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Kiley heard collective cheering as she saw “Kansas City Chiefs – World Champions!” flash across the sprawling TV screen. She knew Reggie would be the happiest one at the party.

“Where’d the little white broad go?” Reggie probed the room.

The sound of her heels clicking against the tile answered his question.

“Gaaaahhtdamn. Jesus you’re trying to kill me.” Reggie never feared to speak his mind.

The other three black stallions gaped at her transformation.

Kiley basked in their approval as she held a tray of four scotch glasses by her side.

“Sit down and relax gentlemen, I think our entertainment has arrived.” Derrick broke the silence that had fallen over the room.

Kiley strutted around the couch and stood in front of the lion’s den. She glowed while the pack of black men ogled her nearly naked white body.

First, she paraded to Will’s side of the couch and extended her tray. His ginormous cock quivered in his jeans.

Next, she held her tray out for Derrick. He flashed a seductive grin.

Around to Reggie, who, for the first time that night, was speechless. And finally, to Daesean, the black king she wanted to spend the night with.

Each of them slugged their whiskey and Kiley once again held her tray out to collect the empty glasses. After Will set the final glass on her metal platter, the long-legged blonde strutted toward the bar and waited for instruction.

“Come.” Derrick’s command was sharp.

Kiley felt a wetness between her thighs she had never experienced before. She yearned to be controlled. She returned to her place in front of the pride.

“Kneel.” She felt like prey as she dropped to her knees.

Reggie unbuckled his belt and wrangled the black denim down his legs. His “short” black cock stood ready for battle. Only six inches, it still called out to Kiley.

“Crawl.” Her skirt covered nothing, and the room watched as she slowly made her way to Reggie.

She knelt in front of the gregarious older man and pulled the string tied behind her neck. Her small pink nipples appeared, and Reggie went to touch.

“Ah. Ah. Ah.” Kiley swatted his hand away and wagged her finger. “No touching.”

Reggie liked her playfulness, “Ohhh, it’s gon’ be like that, mhmm.”

She released her blonde hair from its bun and shook it out over her back. Her tiny white hands crawled gently up the older man’s legs as he leaned back to receive his reward.

She stroked the twitching black cock, precum already leaking from the tip.

“Mmmmmm” she moaned in exaggerated excitement as she lowered her head to his lap. Two perfectly tan mounds rose behind her as blonde hair cascaded over Reggie’s thighs.

Kiley sucked the older man off, swallowing all six inches as he rested his hand on the back of her head.

“Goddamn, baby girl, that’s good.” Reggie felt her tongue swirling around his shaft. He pressed her head against his lap for a long ten seconds and released her.

“Ahhhhhh…your cock’s sooo good.” Kiley pumped up the old man before returning to her job.

Her mouth suctioned hard as she felt his cock engorge and twitch against her tongue.

“Unngh, I’m gonna bust…ahhhhhhh.” Kiley swallowed his salty load as Reggie fell back into the plush cushions.

“Fuhhh-ck me, did I need that.” Reggie grinned from ear to ear, and Kiley winked at him with a smile.

She started crawling toward Derrick to start round two, but he tilted his head to Wild Bill, “Go onto him next.”

Derrick watched the slim white girl crawl past him to the largest member of the group. Her micro skirt was a belt, and her naked body tantalized each black man sitting on the lavish couch.

Will shot a glance at Daesean, then moved his eyes quickly at the blonde girl inching toward him. It was his subtle way of asking his boy, “Can I?”

Daesean smiled slyly and nodded his head yes. He was sort of curious how she would react to Wild Bill’s size.

Will stood from the couch and looked down into the kneeling white girl’s eyes. Kiley bit her lip, remembering the comment from Reggie earlier in the evening, and wondered just how “hung” he was. She unhooked his brown leather belt, unclasped his button fly, and wiggled his jeans from his hips. As the outline of his mega cock appeared in his white Tommy John boxer briefs, Kiley just murmured, “No.”

All four men rolled with laughter, unable to contain their reaction to the petite girl meeting “Wild Bill” for the first time.

Across the sofa, Reggie’s cell phone buzzed in his pocket, and he answered gruffly.

“This better be fuckin important, I’m in da middle of somethin’!” Kiley and Will looked over as Reggie’s face changed and he started to pull up his jeans quickly. Derrick and Daesean grew concerned and sat up ready to find out what was going on.

“This young generation could fuck up a wet dream.” Reggie’s cool demeanor had shifted back to business mode.

He looked at Derrick, who understood it was ‘business’ and left it at that.

“Babygirl looks like you gettin’ off the hook. Put that fuckin’ monster away, Will, we gotta go.”

Will Langwell was a Harris on his mom’s side and Reggie was his actual uncle. He smiled down at the naked blonde who had shifted to sitting on her bare ass by his feet. “Rain check?”

“Haha, sureeeee…”

Kiley was happy to escape her date with his horse cock and watched as all four men walked to the front of the house. She took the chance to run over to the bar and grab her phone.

‘8 Unopened Snaps’ flashed on her lock screen, but she didn’t care. She was on a mission. She texted Lindsey.

“Who’s left at the party??”

“Why? Are you coming after all?
“What happened??”
“Are you alright, are you hurt?”

“Linds stop”
“Who’s left??”

“Ahhh, not many people Tanner’s throwing a massive fit because he had a buncha money on the Eagles”
“Me and Tay, Tommy, Jimmy and Lisa, Rocco Dave”
“I and Tay are leaving so don’t bother coming it’s a shit show”

“I’m not coming”
“I’ll text you later ”

“Are you safe?”

“Yes.”

“Ok, love youuuuuuuu”

Kiley slid the tiny skirt down her legs and kicked out of the outrageous heels she had on. She was completely naked.

She tiptoed back to the couch and lay in the opposite corner, so Derrick and Daesean could see her when they walked back into the room. Meanwhile, she opened the video camera on her phone.

Kiley heard them approaching and leaned back against a plush pillow. She pulled her right leg onto the couch and bent it at the knee; She kept her left leg planted on the ground.

As the two black kings returned to the living room, they saw the white girl’s uniform lying in a heap. Derrick winked at Daesean before using his stern voice, “Did I tell you to undress?”

Each stud stood by the edge of the couch and looked at the seductress playing with herself on the opposite side.

“I’m sorry.” She let her French-manicured nail slip from her mouth, “I got sooo bored waiting for you…” Her other hand probed her wet mound.

Kiley ogled mogul and protégé as they grinned at each other, then at her. She toyed with her swelling clit as articles of men’s clothing showered the giant sofa.

She eyed Derrick as he slid his dark cotton briefs down his steely legs, his girthy black cock already engorged as it hung between his thighs.

A wave of lust rolled through her as the mogul moved around the couch.

Her fingers moved faster as she anticipated seeing Daesean’s cock again. She bit her lip as he peeled his tight compression boxers from his tree-trunk thighs and freed the black monster from its cage.

Like two black lions stalking their prey, Derrick and Daesean strode toward Kiley. They towered over the tiny white slut as she peered up at each of them. Her fingers stopped and she waited for one of them to make a move.

Derrick caressed her arm until he reached her skinny left bicep. He dug into her soft white skin and yanked her onto the floor.

She turned her attention to his thick cock as she knelt in front of him, fondling it in her hands before lifting it and circling her lips around the tip. Her soft blue eyes twinkled as she accepted her new position.

Kiley felt Daesean’s hand roughly squeeze her right shoulder next and a bolt of satisfaction flashed through her naked body.

She twisted herself and focused on her man. The beautiful black stud introduced her to this new world of sexual gratification. She reached around his thigh and plucked her phone from the sofa. The seductive blonde beauty offered it to her man and gave out her instructions.

“I want that worthless white loser to see with his own eyes,” Kiley took a black cock in each hand, “that this is where I belong.”

She released the giant shafts and adjusted her knees on the hardwood floor until she faced Derrick again. She leaned back on her heels and watched his fully erect cock bounce in front of her.

The cameraman could only tell it was a skinny blonde on her knees for a chiseled black stud.

She stroked the throbbing cock a few times before wrapping her lips around him. Her head bobbed and the sound of Derrick’s cock hitting the back of her throat echoed in the spacious room.

Daesean tilted the camera at his dick and back at Kiley. He softly nudged her foot, and she released her mouth from Derrick’s cock.

“Mmmm, I didn’t forget about you baby.” Kiley smiled up at Derrick before twirling her body and revealing her identity to the camera. “It’s only been a week.” She grinned into the camera as Dae focused on her face.

“Yes, Tanner, it’s your girlfriend…” she wrapped her manicured nails around the black beast and stroked him for the camera, “wellllllll, I should say ex-” Kiley sucked a few inches into her mouth and freed it with a pop, “girlfriend.”

She stared directly into the camera and delivered the nail in the coffin.

“Maybe it is just because he’s black babe…” she kissed the veiny black cock in her hands, “but as you always say, ‘the best players, deserve the highest reward’, hehe.” She wrapped her lips around Dae’s cock as he ended the merciless video.

“Jesus, girl, you went in on that lil honky.” Daesean laughed nervously, a little wary of her the vindictive blonde holding his cock.

“Hell hath no fury, Dae.” Derrick laughed heartily, impressed with her callousness toward her white boyfriend.

“Do you mind if I send this in a snap?” Kiley wanted blood.

“No, baby, I think it’s time, Tanner is it, finds out the truth.” Derrick goaded her along.

“So. Do. I.” Kiley gleamed as she opened the app and sent the malicious porn to three people: Tanner, Tommy, and Lindsey.

She tossed her phone on the couch and arrogantly smiled up at her two black studs.

“C’mon” Daesean took the lead and ripped Kiley to her feet.

He leaned down and kissed her as she shot her arms around his neck. His hard cock bobbed between them as he massaged her juicy white ass. Dae swooped his arm around her thighs and lifted her onto his shoulder.

“Whew!” Kiley giggled. She loved how easily he tossed her around.

Kiley watched her phone start buzzing as her black king carried her into the grotto and away from her old life.

Daesean dropped her to her feet as she gazed around the peaceful enclave.

“It’s amazing back here.” Kiley’s voice was faint.

She crawled onto the semicircle bed made for this occasion and peeked up at glittering stars. The soft rush of water rolling over the miniature waterfall provided a calm soundtrack to the otherwise serene silence. Upright on her knees, she turned around and was almost at eye level with her suitors. Their perfectly sculpted bodies fit the natural beauty of the garden and her entire body trembled with anticipation.

Derrick cupped his hand around her neck and squeezed his thumb gently behind her ear. Daesean caressed her swollen breasts and worked his hand down her flat stomach, reaching the warmth between her thighs. Kiley exhaled a soft moan as Derrick spoke inches from her lips.

“What you thought you knew, who you thought you were, that changes here. Tonight.” Kiley quivered as soft jolts of passion raced through her body.

“The movement is now, and the future is black. I see it in your eyes, girl. I know it from your actions,” Derrick kissed her, and she greedily responded to his lips, “You’re ready to serve in this new world order.”

Daesean curled his fingers inside the conquered white princess and an orgasm exploded through her petite body.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Kiley clutched each of their muscular biceps as she let lust overwhelm her. She dropped to all fours on the clamshell mattress, waiting to be ravaged.

Daesean mounted her shaking body and teased her tender lips while Derrick stood erect in front of her, gently stroking her soft blonde hair. Kiley clung to Derrick’s ebony hips as the stallion behind her tore into her tight pussy. Her moans were stifled by another hard cock stuffing her mouth. She was reduced to the role of fuck doll for her lovers.

Four hands groped her tiny body as she rocked in rhythm to their thrusts. The protégé pounded into her drenched cunt as the mogul gagged her with his girthy shaft. Her petite body could barely handle the abuse, yet she powered through the pain.

Derrick climbed onto the bed and rested on it like a throne. Daesean smacked Kiley’s ass hard, and she crawled to her other master.

Kiley followed animal instinct. She took his cock in her mouth once more before swinging over his stomach and facing her king. The mogul spanked her juicy white ass.

“Whatchu waiting for bitch?” He growled as she mounted him.

Her writhing pale body looked tantalizing against Derrick’s ebony skin. His thick shaft slipped into the sultry blonde’s wide-open cunt with no resistance. He lodged inside her as she experienced another wave of new sensations.

“Oooo, fuhhhh-ckk!” Kiley did her best to brace herself as Derrick pistoned in and out of her tight slit. Her small tits bounced wildly on her chest as she attempted to service her king but couldn’t focus on two things at once. She was lost in the violent thrashing and exploded into an orgasm

“I’m gonna come. Don’t stop. Don’t Stop! Ahhhh…...I’m coming, I’m coming, oh fuck, I’m coming!” Kiley slapped her clit excitedly and spun circles around the throbbing button. Her walls clenched around her lover, and he couldn’t contain himself.

“Damn girl, you got me too! Mmmmphhfff!” Kiley felt his rod twitching inside her as his hot cum covered her womb.

She rolled off her black master and sucked his glistening cock into her mouth. Her sweet juices and his salty cum washed over her tongue as she softly drew the remaining drops from his pulsating shaft.

Derrick fondled Kiley’s round ass as she used her manicured middle finger to wipe saliva from the corner of her mouth. Dae’s big black cock twitched as Kiley seduced him.

The mogul slid off the bed and out of the young lovers’ way as Kiley crawled to her man. Her tiny white hands slid all over his chest as she begged.

“Own me, Dae.” She kissed his naked body as Daesean pinned her skinny arms against her sides. He tossed her down roughly and crawled beside her.

“Mmmm,” the ravished blonde squeaked as she rolled around with outstretched arms. The soft cotton sheets comforted her exhausted body as she pleaded for her lover. She held up her leg to expose her pussy as he slid his muscular arm beneath her head. She gazed into his eyes as he moved into a spooning position beside her.

Kiley fingered her tender clit as Daesean adjusted his massive body. His fingers pressed around her neck; his other arm wrapped around her bent leg. He pinned her toned thigh to her chest and lightly grabbed the blonde’s exposed throat.

She had never been fucked in this position and loved the feeling of being bent and twisted to her lover’s whim. Daesean’s hard black cock slipped into her wetness and Kiley reached for the bedsheet beside her. Slow, sleepy strokes grew into heavy pounding as her black king took control of her body.

“Mmm, just like that Daddy. You’re so deep!” Kiley squirmed but was locked in her stud’s embrace and let the shockwaves flow through her. Her eyes closed as Daesean’s massive rod slammed into her.

He rose in intensity and felt his orgasm building to the surface, “Ima bout to bust!” he roared as he lodged his cock deep inside the white princess. His cock twitched as another load of black seed filled her slutty hole.

Daesean rolled out of her, and Kiley let her leg drop over him as she panted in exhaustion. She lightly brushed her lover’s chest as she felt cum leaking from her gaping cunt. She drifted off to sleep as the cool night air relaxed her body.

When Kiley woke, an hour had passed, and she shivered. She was alone in the grotto but could see her two studs in the living room.

She crawled off the bed and tiptoed along the frigid stone pavers. She opened the glass door, and a blast of warmth hugged her cold body.

“Everything alright?” Derrick asked without looking.

“Phenomenal,” Kiley replied softly.

A bottle of water and her folded clothes sat on the bar counter. Her phone was sitting atop the pile.

15 Missed Calls, 19 New Messages, and 7 Snaps waited on her lock screen.

Kiley smiled as she opened her messages and saw each person’s last message:

Tanner Davis
I ducking hat your!!!!!!

Tommy Rosenberg
That was ice cold Kil…

LINDZZZZZZZZZ


She didn’t bother opening Snap, or her missed calls. She knew.

Kiley texted her brother and let him know she was sleeping over.

She slid on her tiny thong and pranced over to the couch. Curled between her two black studs, she clutched Daesean’s forearm contentedly.

Kiley knew she was addicted to big black cock.


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Derrick’s voice snapped Kiley from her second trance.

“Kiley?” Each person in the room was staring at her. “Everything good baby?”

“Everything is perfect.” Kiley smiled wide.


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The party officially ended as Derrick walked his guests to the front of his majestic home.

Julia glowed in a vintage polka-dot sundress as she swooned over her stud holding court for a final time. Kiley shined in a frilly off-the-shoulder top that matched her beautiful blue eyes. The Hampton women held each other’s hand, ready to jump headfirst into their new world.

Daesean stepped behind them as they watched Big Moe pull a 1959 Cherry-red Cadillac convertible around the grand drive. Derrick snatched the keys out of the air and looked back, “How about a ride home?”