Oh. My. God!” Emily said, putting down her coffee.
“It’s true,” Corina beamed. “Best holiday ever, I think.”
“Malik ... fucked your ass?” Emily said, leaning forward and whispering.
“Yep, it was... weird, but fucking awesome, I have to say,” Corina grinned like a Cheshire cat. “I really want to try it again... maybe with a... well, we’ll see!”
“It sounds scary,” Mei Ling said.
“I thought so too,” Corina nodded. “I just saw him lubing up his cock and knew what he was going to do and... well, I’m glad I didn’t stop him. As I say, I really want to try it again... and again and again!”
The girls laughed. They were on their lunch break and, for the past few days, had been inseparable. Things at work were stalled while Tandino’s organisation sorted some things out, so the girls were helping on other projects, but they spent as much time as possible together.
“You do certainly look like you have a... a glow about you now,” Emily said, admiring her colleague. “I’d say the sun caught you, if I didn’t know better.”
Corina smiled. “You know, I never even got that girl’s name. Strange, to share someone’s body like that and not even know what they are called. I just call her ‘the girl’, I think.”
“Makes sense,” Emily said.
“I think so t... oh, I’m sorry,” Mei said, her phone buzzing on the table in front of her. “Let me... I’ll just... okay, one second.”
She grabbed the phone and scooted off, away from the girls. Corina looked at her friend and wondered what the secrecy was all about. She was nodding a lot, looked... intense. Finally, she hung up and returned to where the other girls sat.
“I... um... can you make excuse for me at work? I need to do ... something. Very important. Sorry,” she stammered. The other girls nodded and reached for her hand, which was resting on the table.
“Of course,” Emily said. “Take all the time you need. If you want to talk about it, we’re here for you.”
Corina nodded again in agreement, squeezing Mei’s hand.
“Thank you, I am glad to make such nice friends since coming here,” Mei smiled. “I... must go now. Thank you again.”
The Chinese girl walked gingerly out of the café and kept walking, away from the office and into an area she didn’t know. She had an address, a street corner, to go to and she made good use of her phone’s map features to get there. Eventually, she stood alone at her destination. Her heart was pounding, her legs quivering with excitement.
A car pulled up, window down. She leaned over and saw Bam-Bam inside. Her heart skipped a beat as it did every time she got close to a black man these days.
“Hey cunt,” he sneered. “You wearing panties?”
“Panties...? I ... yes, of course.”
“Take them off. Now.”
“But... what if... someone they see me?”
“Now or I drive off.”
Mei Ling could not resist him or any dominant black male. Ever since she had taken her first black cock inside her, she had discovered she was almost dependant on these new feelings she had and was experiencing. She had looked up contact details of the first man they had “interviewed” and got in touch. Here she was now, about to take the next step.
“Yes, of course,” she said, terrified he would leave her here. She couldn’t let that happen. She slid her underwear off and held it in front of her.
“Toss it in the car,” he said, and she did. “Great... now the skirt too.”
Mei gasped. “What? I...”
“Now!” Bam-Bam growled. Again, Mei Ling couldn’t say no, scooting her skirt down over her hips and stepping out of it. She stood there now, in broad daylight, her freshly trimmed pussy and toned ass visible to anyone.
“Sweet... and the rest. Get naked, whore.”
Mei did as instructed, the warm summer sun bathing her naked skin as she stood there.
“Okay, get in,” Bam-Bam said, satisfied at her obedience. She obeyed, naturally covering herself with her hands.
“Get those fucking hands off,” Bam-Bam snarled. She bowed her head and dropped her hands, her breasts exposed once again.
“Spread your legs,” he said, and she did. Her pussy was glistening, wet with excitement despite the degrading treatment. “Fucking slut, look at the cunt. You like this shit, don’t you?”
She nodded, eyes down.
“Let’s go then, the brothas are waiting,” he sneered, driving off. “Play with that cunt, I want to see you finger-bangin’ that slit while I drive along.”
Mei Ling didn’t hesitate, slipping two fingers into her dripping snatch. She was so turned on, she could feel her orgasm already building inside her.
“You gonna cum, slut?”
“Mmmm, yes, yes!” Mei Ling groaned, on the verge now.
“You don’t cum until I say you can!” Bam-Bam growled, slapping her hand away from her vagina. She squealed in frustration, but didn’t disobey. It was agonising, to be denied like that, but he was in control and she was still eager to submit to his will. Biting her lip hard, she tried to force down the pent-up feelings. In desperation, she sucked her juices off her fingertips, savouring her own taste.
“Dirty bitch,” Bam-Bam laughed. “Don’t worry, you gon’ cum a lot today on some black dicks.”
She groaned again, her mind flooded with images of a gang of black men dominating her slim, frail body, hulking male forms pressing down on her, into her...
“Hey, G!” Bam-Bam said, pulling up sharply. “Come here, man!”
The window on Mei’s side slid down and a burly black man peered in, his eyes immediately drawn to the naked Chinese woman’s form.
“Holy shit, bro,” the man called G said, looking at her like she was a delicious meal served up on a platter before him.
“Yo, just taking this slut to the crib, she gon’ get some primo fucking from the crew. You in, dog?”
“Damn, got this shit to do with my baby mama, parenting class or some shit,” G lamented. “I’d love to hit this slut up, but... damn, man.”
“Fuck... hey, cunt, tell G what you want to do today,” Bam-Bam said.
“I want to have sex with lots of black men,” Mei Ling said. “I am just a ... fucktoy for them. All my holes are ready to be filled by black cock. I am a black cock slut.”
“Fuck, this girl’s off the hook,” G laughed. “Just my fucking luck. Maybe I’ll take something to remember her by...”
G leaned into the car and four thick fingers entered Mei Ling’s pussy. She squirmed as her pussy stretched out, thrusting her hips forward to take more in.
“Damn, this girl is soaked!” G said. He slipped his fingers out and fed them to her, Mei gleefully sucking each one in turn. “Ah fuck, I got a few minutes. You can drop me off down the road, Bam.”
G got in the back seat. “Get back her, slut. I want some of that pussy.”
Mei Ling slithered onto his lap and straddled him, his enormous cock freed from his pants. She dropped onto it and took almost the whole thing in one smooth motion, her pussy so wet it was easy.
“Holy fuck!” G yelled as she enveloped his cock with her slippery cunt. Mei Ling let out a deep groan of satisfaction as he filled up her desperate pussy, not giving him any time to react as she started bouncing up and down in his lap, driving herself onto his length with all her strength.
“This girl’s a freak!” G laughed, watching Mei Ling in awe as she fucked herself with his meat. “She gon’ make me bust a nut in her if she carries on like this.”
That was, of course, precisely what she wanted him to do. “Yes! Cum in me, cum in me!”
“Damn! I don’t want another baby mama! But... fuck it, you want it, slut, you fucking get it! Ahhhh!”
He slammed into her and splattered her fertile womb with his seed. She screamed in pleasure as she came at the same time, her body shuddering violently with each surge of ecstasy. She collapsed onto him, but he was in no mood to share the afterglow, rolling her off onto the seat next to him.
“Shit, I need to get moving, dog!” he said, ignoring the beautiful Chinese girl whose pussy was leaking cum. “Let me out here.”
G clambered out of the vehicle. “I’ll try to make it to the crib later, dog, get me more of that pussy.”
Mei Ling looked longingly at G as he left. She wanted more big black cock inside her and Bam-Bam knew it.
“Let’s go, slut, time to introduce you to the crew,” he smirked. Mei sat in silence in the back seat, not bothering to cover herself anymore. She felt excited that so many strangers could, at any moment, see her naked, cum oozing from her fucked pussy. What made her even more excited was the prospect of more cocks filling her up.
The scenery got progressively more dilapidated as the drive went on, pristine buildings slowly turning into grubby tenements. Her excitement only grew, knowing she was nearly there.
The car finally stopped outside a particularly hideous edifice, covered in graffiti, some windows even boarded up.
“Okay, out,” Bam-Bam said, exiting the vehicle himself. She opened the door but he was there with her shoes. “Better put these on, needles ‘n shit everywhere.” She smiled at this small act of kindness. He treated her like she wanted to be treated, like a filthy fuck slut... but underneath he didn’t want her to get hurt permanently.
Whistles from a pair of old men sitting at a bus stop greeted her as she got out of the car. A glare from Bam-Bam shut that down, but Mei Ling didn’t mind now. She liked people admiring her body.
“Let’s go,” Bam-Bam said, shoving open the door. Mei mused on how a few more shoves like that would send the creaking portal flying off its hinges. The stairs were barely any better, but they ascended them quickly. The smell was... unpleasant at times, but she put that aside.
Bam-Bam stopped outside a door that seemed at odds with the rest of the building. It was solid, sturdy, polished even, unlike the decrepit structure surrounding it. Fishing a key from the cavernous reaches of his pockets, he unlocked the door and pushed it open, ushering Mei Ling in first.
The apartment was much nicer than she’d imagined, though very clearly a man’s area. Gadgets everywhere, in a general state of relative untidiness. Curiously, she felt more self-conscious here than standing naked on the street.
“Yo,” Bam-Bam said and she turned to look at him, seeing he was on the phone. “Get your ass over to the crib, dog, I’ve got a gorgeous slut just waiting for you right here.... Yeah... yeah, bring them too. More the merrier!”
She shivered with anticipation as Bam-Bam made call after call, each time suggesting more people should come over to fuck her. Her pussy was almost aching with anticipation. Finally, he put the phone away. She watched as he removed his clothes, not addressing her. His cock sprang forth and she had to use all her willpower not to grab the thick, wonderful shaft. He stepped behind her and she groaned with pleasure as he easily entered her from behind, bending her over slightly while holding each arm tightly.
He was merciless, pounding Mei Ling’s pussy as brutally as he could, grunting and grimacing with the effort required to thrust himself so powerfully into her deliciously stretched cunt. She loved it though, loved being dominated by black men. She could herself on the verge of another orgasm and, when the apartment door opened and she saw the wave of black thugs enter the room, she came hard, her body wracked with waves of pleasure as she watched the men whip out their hardening cocks.
---
“Mr Tandino has been very pleased with your work with the local toughs,” Rose was saying. Corina and Emily shared a quick, naughty glance, hints of mischievous smiles playing across their lips.
“In fact, he wants you both to work closely with him on the next phase of the project, the promotional side. His team have been putting together a PR package and, as you know some of the people who will be involved, you two are to liaise with them on a photoshoot, a big fluff piece essentially. Basically, make the project look good to potential investors. Mr Tandino says he has all the money himself to proceed with the project, but that it doesn’t hurt to have other sources of cash.”
“A photoshoot? What exactly will we be doing?” Emily said.
“Well, I don’t know the specifics, but something along the lines of keeping everything ‘on brand’ with how Tandino’s team wants things. He said it was important we kept both of our messages together, so we need to make sure we work as a unit on every aspect of the project.”
“I guess that makes sense,” Corina said.
“He also said he’d e-mailed you a list of ... er, items you might need today,” Rose said. “I have to say that confuses me, I’m not sure what you’d need to take but... well, keep him happy!”
The two girls left Rose’s office and went back to their own workstations.
“Have you ever been to a photoshoot before?” Corina asked. Emily shook her head.
“No, but I had a friend who did some kids modelling when she was younger, for catalogues and stuff.”
“Guess we’d better look at this e-mail he sent us,” Corina said, clicking on it in her inbox. It was a fairly abrupt missive:
“Go to Shockley’s over on Dorado Street. He has all some items waiting for you. Just say Mr Tandino sent you and he’ll hand them over. V.”
Emily had received the same e-mail. “So... I guess we just go get the stuff, whatever it is, then head over to the shoot?”
“I... guess we do,” Corina said, wondering just what they had to pick up.
---
Mei Ling was on all fours in the middle of the room. The black men stood around her, slowly jerking their cocks as she stuffed four fingers into her stretched, used pussy. Cum spewed out every so often, her fingers slick with the substance. She scooped a load of it out and transfered it to her ass, sliding slimy fingers into her other hole.
“Lube that shit up!” shouted one of the men. Each of them had pumped her full of sperm. She had no idea how many men were in the room now, at least 10 or so. All of them were now waiting for her to open up her ass. She wanted nothing more now than for them to take her anal virginity, to feel their thick, hard rods stretch her ass and fuck her hard.
“Ready,” she groaned when she felt she’d spooned enough spunk into her fresh opening. Bam-Bam had the honour of being first, his enormous cock popping inside her easily. She suppressed a scream of pain as the new sensations overwhelmed her, but she forced herself to relax and soon the pain dulled and feelings of pleasure took over. As his balls slapped against her skin, every inch of him burying itself up into her guts on each stroke, she smiled.
----
Shockley’s was a sex shop, something neither of the girls had expected. The place itself wasn’t as seedy as one might think, but it was still full of products that would have made Corina blush a few weeks before. Once the initial surprise had worn off, she found herself very much turned on by the things she was looking at on the shelves.
They had no time to browse, of course, and headed to the checkout area. A big, fat black man stood behind the counter, the titular Mr Shockley.
“Hi,” Corina said, “Mr Tandino sent us... so... er...”
“Ah, you must be Corina and Emily,” he said, chuckling. “I’ve got just what you need in the back. Come on.”
He indicated for them to follow him and stepped into a back room, sweeping a heavy purple curtain aside as he did so. It was just a storage room really, but there was a mattress in there. Corina shuddered to think what sordid activities had been performed here.
“Here we go,” he said, picking up a bag and handing it to Corina. “Everything should be in order.”
Corina took the bag and placed it on a rickety table next to her, unzipping it. Her eyes went wide when she saw what was inside - a collection of enormous black dildos, butt plugs and jars of lubricant all stood out. Draped on top of these were a number of swimsuits, bits of lingerie and so on.
“Wow,” Emily said.
“Remember,” the man said. “All the pictures, I want copies for myself. That was the deal.”
“Er, sure,” Corina said, leaving Shockley to return to his regular duties. The two girls got back in their car, the bag on the back seat.
“Do you...” Emily finally said, quietly, “... that we’re supposed to use those things?”
Corina looked at her blankly for a second, a broad grin slowly spreading over her face.
“I hope so!” she giggled.
“You know... they’re probably going to like take pictures of us with... these things on or in us... pictures of us fucking... and maybe getting fucked...”
Corina’s grim merely broadened. “I say bring it on. I’m looking forward to it.”
“But... what if someone finds out? Like your husband!” Emily said, reaching for the bag and putting on her lap.
“Then... well, we’ll deal with that, but it’s exciting, don’t you think? To have people watching us, looking at our naked bodies as we pleasure ourselves... as men pleasure us... mmmm.”
“I guess,” Emily grinned, slipping a hand into Corina’s underwear, feeling her burning wetness. “Come on, I can’t wait to get between those legs of yours...”
Corina drove off, Emily’s fingers slipping out of her pussy. Emily winked at her friend before sucking the juices off each finger slowly, one at a time.
----
The location of the shoot was a grand estate outside of the town, miles from anywhere. Gravel path, big marble pillars, central fountain in the driveway, that sort of thing. As the girls pulled up, a white-skinned butler even stepped out to greet them.
“I shall take the vehicle around to the paddock for you, milady,” the butler said in the poshest accent imaginable. “If you like, I can bring your baggage inside for you as well...?”
“No, it’s fine,” Corina said, afraid he would see what was inside. “Um... we’re here for a photo shoot with Mr Tandino’s organisation?”
“Yes, just head through to the main hall and keep going all the way through until you get into the grounds at the back of the house,” he said. “If you’d like, I can take you through now before I move your vehicle.”
“No, no, we can manage, thanks,” Corina smiled. The two girls left the butler to it, Emily remarking that she didn’t know butler’s even existed these days. The main hall was cavernous, huge staircase winding up in two directions to the next floor on one side, large sets of double doors on the other at various intervals. Ahead was the back entrance in the distance, which they headed for. Their heels clacked loudly on the marble floor, sounding like gunshots.
Stepping out into the light, they could see a huge garden party was already underway, though a very unusual one. Everywhere they looked, Corina and Emily saw black men and white women mingling, the men dressed in fancy suits and the women... well, they were dressed, but the clothing wasn’t exactly what you’d wear to church. Nobody was naked, but some of the women were essentially nude except for thin straps or patches of leather, vinyl, silk or whatever.
Another thing the girls noted was that nearly all the girls there had large Queen of Spades tattoos on their skin in various positions. Some had the marks emblazoned on the breast, some on the belly or lower back.
“I think we both really need to go get that tattoo,” Emily said, looking at the mass of people enjoying themselves, Corina merely nodding silently in response.
Another white servant approached them with a tray of drinks, champagne by the looks of it. Each of them took a glass.
“Mr Tandino wishes to inform you that he is over by the main stage,” the servant said, indicating a large circular platform about a hundred yards away. Tandino was indeed there, as was Vanessa and a few of the men from Tandino’s organisation Emily and Corina had... sampled over the past few weeks. “He says he would be delighted if you joined him.”
The girls glanced at each and headed off towards the stage, paying no more attention to the servant.
“Ah, ladies,” Tandino said when they finally made it over to his group. “So glad you could make it. We have a lot to discuss before things can... begin. Follow me, we can talk in my office.”
The three of them went back in the direction of the house, Vanessa also in tow. Tandino strode up the stairs, beckoning the three girls to follow. He entered the first room on the landing, an opulently decorated office, all mahogany and leather. When the girls caught up, he was just taking a seat behind a huge desk.
“Please, sit,” he said, indicating some of the armchairs around the opposite side of his table. “Now, I think it’s about time you girls, Emily and Corina, learned the truth behind our work here. Everything you know is correct, the urban regeneration, helping the disadvantaged and the black communities... but there’s also Project Blackout.”
“Blackout?” Emily said.
“Yes,” he smiled. “You see, I’m very interested in cultural integration. My ****** always tried hard to mix with non-Africans when they came over here many years ago, but it’s not always so easy. Society has a lot of problems and I want to put something back. What I also want to do is get the races mixing more, which is where Project Blackout comes in. Essentially it is this: white women, black men, mixed race babies and a whole lotta interracial sex on the way.”
Vanessa was sitting there, nodding, but the other two girls were stunned. They had always assumed that they had been lucky, in the right place at the right time with the right friends. This was another level entirely.
“But... how... I mean...” Corina spluttered.
“It’s a long term project, of course,” Tandino continued, “but you can see outside that the number of white women in this city alone who are ... hmm, interested in the project is pleasingly high already. We chose this city as the testing ground because it already had a relatively strong interracial sex community, which you may or may not have been aware of. With your agency’s help, we’re going to improve people’s lives and do some social engineering at the same time.”
“And,” Vanessa said, “we want you guys to be two of the main faces of the project. Ordinary girls who went black, willingly and without regret. The happily married white woman with no previous interest in black men, the teenager becoming a woman in the company of black lovers.”
“Of course, this is all a secret between us,” Tandino said, leaning forward. “Well, it’ll be an open secret, in a sense. What we want to do is raise awareness, have people become aware of this growing underground movement through word of mouth or through the videos we’ll produce, investigate things surreptitiously and then take the hopefully inevitable plunge.”
“Videos?” Corina said.
“Yes,” Vanessa said, taking her friend’s hand. “When we said the face of the project, we meant that you, Emily and others will become... well, pro-am porn stars. Fucking on camera, setting an example for others.”
Silence from the two women.
“I know this is a lot to take in, but we feel strongly that you both will be perfect for the campaign and, also, that you both are into the lifestyle enough to want to spread the word.”
Emily spoke up first. “I’ll do it. I’m in. No woman should have to put up with bad sex these days. I want to make a difference in people’s lives. So, yes, I’m in completely.”
“Wonderful!” Vanessa said. “Do you have anyone who you might know that could be nudged into the lifestyle?”
“I... I don’t know,” Emily said. “I mean, I might have a few girlfriends who could conceivably be interested, but...”
“Good, good... but we were thinking perhaps closer to home... your file says your mother is widowed and you have three older sisters...”
Emily gasped at that, and Corina almost did too. “What... you can’t be serious?”
“We’ve seen in the past that the trust of a ****** member is remarkably useful in persuading women to cheat on their partners or ‘go wild’ and be with a black man. In fact, of everyone we’ve kept records on, not a single white woman who has... er, worked on her female relatives has failed. That is to say, every single one has convinced their female relatives to go black.... And...”
Vanessa paused for a moment.
“.... in nearly all of these cases, the women themselves have enjoyed the pleasures of interracial sex together... sometimes physically together, if you get what I’m saying.”
“You mean... they... fucked their relatives?” Corina said, eyes wide.
“In a manner of speaking, but I prefer to think of it as sharing the wonder of interracial sex together.”
Emily felt like her throat had closed up, unable to respond. This was her ******, her beloved mother and sisters... and she was being asked to corrupt them, to make them degrade themselves and become sluts... just... like....... her. Her thoughts slowed to a crawl until she realised just what she was doing - contradicting herself, implying normal values on her newly chosen lifestyle. Just how could she say that her ****** couldn’t enjoy the very same ecstasy that she did? Was it fair to say that it was good enough for her, but not for her loved ones? She loved them, so... of course, she should definitely share her experiences with them. If they didn’t want to do it then that was their choice. She wouldn’t force them.
“Vanessa’s right,” Emily finally said. “She’s so, so right. How can we deny anyone else, even our families, the wonderful experiences we’ve had? It’s hypocritical to do so.”
“But... okay, that makes sense,” Corina admitted. “But having sex with them? I... that’s just wrong!”
“I... don’t know about that either,” Emily said, looking at her hands, which she was kneading together nervously. “It’s weird, I’ve never thought about it before, but... maybe in the moment it feels right, it is just... right to share everything at that point? I don’t know.”
Corina looked unconvinced, but what the others in the room didn’t know was that her whole body felt like it was about to explode with excitement. They didn’t know she and her own sister had fooled about when they were younger, innocent times but exciting ones. They’d never told anyone, those memories buried and forgotten... until today.
Even her times with Vanessa and Emily hadn’t stirred these memories, although obviously she now knew why her resistance to lesbian sex had been so flimsy. She felt ashamed to be saying it was wrong when she herself had indulged, albeit not seriously, with her sister. It had been the weeks before she’d gone away to university, her sexual awakening in some ways. Orla, her sister, was very sexually adventurous at the time, though she had settled down a few years later after marrying a man very much like Corina’s own husband.
-----
One night she’d come into Corina’s room while she was packing up some stuff to be taken with her. It was raining outside and their parents were out for the evening.
“Hey Cozza,” Orla had said. “Still packing? If you forget something, it’s not the end of the world. Just get a replacement when you’re up there. You’ll be too busy with boys to care about any of this anyway.”
Corina blushed. “I think I’ll be studying most of the time...”
“Please,” Orla snorted. “You’re so pretty, Corina, you’ll be unable to move for all the boys putting the moves on you... and probably some of the girls too!”
“The girls? Oh my...” Corina said, trying to focus her attention on her packing.
“Come on, I know you pretty well, Cozza,” Orla said, sitting down next to her on the bed. “I’ve seen the way you look at some your friends. That cute little number, what’s her name? Janice? I bet she looks amazing naked.”
“Yes, she does... wait, what?” Corina started. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying, silly, that you’re... sexy. And I’m kinda interested in boys AND girls, you know...”
Corina felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.
“Er, Orla, I’m... a bit creeped out...”
“See, I wanted to give you a present before you left, but I just couldn’t think of anything that showed you just how much I love my little sister.”
“Right...?”
“So,” Orla continued, “I thought maybe the best thing to get you is...”
Orla stood up and pulled at the belt of her dressing gown. The loose knot came apart easily and the gown felt open, revealing Orla’s naked, slim body. Sliding her arms out and kicking her slippers off, she stood in front of her sister, hands on hips.
“...me.”
Corina dropped her box of stuff in shock, the contents spilling out as it tumbled onto its side.
“I know you are a virgin, Cozza,” Orla said. “I can’t help with getting some fat cock up inside you, but I can help in other ways... so I want to give you my pussy and my tongue as your going away gifts.”
Corina said nothing as Orla pushed her back onto the bed, the one she’d slept in since she was a little girl. She said nothing as her own top came off easily, as her sister began to suck at her hard nipples and to slide her pajama bottoms off. She finally emitted a groan as her sister’s fingers slide into her underwear, probing her own pussy. She pressed back against Orla, passion rising in her and casting aside all doubt. It was so, so wrong, yet felt wonderful nonetheless.
Orla was skilled, thrusting her fingers in swiftly and pressed the right spots inside Corina’s cunt to send her into a rapturous orgasm, but as she was coming down they both froze.
“Girls! We’re home! The damn restaurant was closed! Bloody big tent all over it, roach spraying or something. Where are you guys?”
Their father’s voice, getting louder as he clomped up the stairs. Frantically, Orla retrieved her dressing gown, her sister’s juices still covering her fingers, while Corina slid under her duvet, half naked.
“Hey,” Father said, pushing the door open. “You guys okay in here? I thought I heard a yell.”
Looking back, she wasn’t surprised her father hadn’t recognised the sound of a woman screaming in pleasure, but at the time Corina hadn’t paid any attention, was just relieved to not be caught.
“Oh, fine, ***,” Orla smiled. “I was just... teaching Cozza a lesson.”
“Now, come on,” Father said. “Don’t pick on your sister. You’re old enough to know better!”
“I guess,” Orla said. That was pretty much it, Corina leaving a few days later and never going all the way with her sister.
----
“Are you okay?” Vanessa said, snapping Corina out of her daydream.
“Wha... oh, sorry, I...” Corina said, before stopping herself. She was back in that pre-black cock situation, denying her own feelings and desires for no other reason than it was what was expected of her. She shook her head and quashed her fears. No, she wouldn’t repress herself anymore.
“I was just thinking... that, you know, maybe getting our relatives involved isn’t a bad idea at all. I think I could convince my sister, she used to be pretty wild, back in the day.”
Vanessa and Mr Tandino nodded, pleased.
“Excellent!” Tandino said. “So we can move on. Today we’re holding a shoot for various elements of the project, both the public PR side and the Project Blackout part too. The PR bit was done this morning, despite what we told your boss. Now things get more interesting. I hope you don’t mind that we kind of assumed you’d both say yes to being involved...”
Neither Corina nor Emily objected in any way.
“...so we decided on a few things you could both do. Emily, we’ve decided to let you choose your own entertainment, as it were. Vanessa can give you few options and you pick as many as you want. Remember, it’s all being filmed and it’d be great if you could... play up to the camera a bit. Not that you’ll need to exaggerate things, but you know...”
“And as for you, my dear Corina,” Tandino said, standing, “we’ve decided that there’s one thing that’ll be perfect for you to do today.”
Corina gulped, wondering what it could be.
“You’re going to get up on that stage,” Vanessa said, “strip in front of everyone... and then you’re going to get gang-banged by four studs.”
----
Mei Ling slumped on the back seat of the car. She didn’t care that the driver was just some random black guy from Bam-Bam’s crew who had been balls deep in her ass just a few minutes before. She was too frazzled to care about anything, too burned out from constant sex for the past five hours. There’d barely been a second when at least one big black cock hadn’t been pounding one of her holes and for the past two hours solid, she’d had two inside her at once, one crammed to the root in her stretched pussy and the other hammering away at her rectum.
Her holes felt like they were gaping wide, which they were. They also felt like they were leaking rivers of cum, which they also were. She could barely walk to the car, helped by the mystery driver. She was wearing only a blanket, her clothes lost somewhere. In the back of her orgasm-addled mind she was afraid he’d dump her somewhere, but somehow she made it back to her apartment in one piece. The man could even be described as gentle as he lay her down on her bed.
As she lay there in the few seconds before unconsciousness arrived, she had just one thought, something that surprised even her: I want more black cock. As sleep took her, she smiled, knowing Bam-Bam and his crew would be more than happy to fuck her senseless again. And she would be more than happy to let them.
“It’s true,” Corina beamed. “Best holiday ever, I think.”
“Malik ... fucked your ass?” Emily said, leaning forward and whispering.
“Yep, it was... weird, but fucking awesome, I have to say,” Corina grinned like a Cheshire cat. “I really want to try it again... maybe with a... well, we’ll see!”
“It sounds scary,” Mei Ling said.
“I thought so too,” Corina nodded. “I just saw him lubing up his cock and knew what he was going to do and... well, I’m glad I didn’t stop him. As I say, I really want to try it again... and again and again!”
The girls laughed. They were on their lunch break and, for the past few days, had been inseparable. Things at work were stalled while Tandino’s organisation sorted some things out, so the girls were helping on other projects, but they spent as much time as possible together.
“You do certainly look like you have a... a glow about you now,” Emily said, admiring her colleague. “I’d say the sun caught you, if I didn’t know better.”
Corina smiled. “You know, I never even got that girl’s name. Strange, to share someone’s body like that and not even know what they are called. I just call her ‘the girl’, I think.”
“Makes sense,” Emily said.
“I think so t... oh, I’m sorry,” Mei said, her phone buzzing on the table in front of her. “Let me... I’ll just... okay, one second.”
She grabbed the phone and scooted off, away from the girls. Corina looked at her friend and wondered what the secrecy was all about. She was nodding a lot, looked... intense. Finally, she hung up and returned to where the other girls sat.
“I... um... can you make excuse for me at work? I need to do ... something. Very important. Sorry,” she stammered. The other girls nodded and reached for her hand, which was resting on the table.
“Of course,” Emily said. “Take all the time you need. If you want to talk about it, we’re here for you.”
Corina nodded again in agreement, squeezing Mei’s hand.
“Thank you, I am glad to make such nice friends since coming here,” Mei smiled. “I... must go now. Thank you again.”
The Chinese girl walked gingerly out of the café and kept walking, away from the office and into an area she didn’t know. She had an address, a street corner, to go to and she made good use of her phone’s map features to get there. Eventually, she stood alone at her destination. Her heart was pounding, her legs quivering with excitement.
A car pulled up, window down. She leaned over and saw Bam-Bam inside. Her heart skipped a beat as it did every time she got close to a black man these days.
“Hey cunt,” he sneered. “You wearing panties?”
“Panties...? I ... yes, of course.”
“Take them off. Now.”
“But... what if... someone they see me?”
“Now or I drive off.”
Mei Ling could not resist him or any dominant black male. Ever since she had taken her first black cock inside her, she had discovered she was almost dependant on these new feelings she had and was experiencing. She had looked up contact details of the first man they had “interviewed” and got in touch. Here she was now, about to take the next step.
“Yes, of course,” she said, terrified he would leave her here. She couldn’t let that happen. She slid her underwear off and held it in front of her.
“Toss it in the car,” he said, and she did. “Great... now the skirt too.”
Mei gasped. “What? I...”
“Now!” Bam-Bam growled. Again, Mei Ling couldn’t say no, scooting her skirt down over her hips and stepping out of it. She stood there now, in broad daylight, her freshly trimmed pussy and toned ass visible to anyone.
“Sweet... and the rest. Get naked, whore.”
Mei did as instructed, the warm summer sun bathing her naked skin as she stood there.
“Okay, get in,” Bam-Bam said, satisfied at her obedience. She obeyed, naturally covering herself with her hands.
“Get those fucking hands off,” Bam-Bam snarled. She bowed her head and dropped her hands, her breasts exposed once again.
“Spread your legs,” he said, and she did. Her pussy was glistening, wet with excitement despite the degrading treatment. “Fucking slut, look at the cunt. You like this shit, don’t you?”
She nodded, eyes down.
“Let’s go then, the brothas are waiting,” he sneered, driving off. “Play with that cunt, I want to see you finger-bangin’ that slit while I drive along.”
Mei Ling didn’t hesitate, slipping two fingers into her dripping snatch. She was so turned on, she could feel her orgasm already building inside her.
“You gonna cum, slut?”
“Mmmm, yes, yes!” Mei Ling groaned, on the verge now.
“You don’t cum until I say you can!” Bam-Bam growled, slapping her hand away from her vagina. She squealed in frustration, but didn’t disobey. It was agonising, to be denied like that, but he was in control and she was still eager to submit to his will. Biting her lip hard, she tried to force down the pent-up feelings. In desperation, she sucked her juices off her fingertips, savouring her own taste.
“Dirty bitch,” Bam-Bam laughed. “Don’t worry, you gon’ cum a lot today on some black dicks.”
She groaned again, her mind flooded with images of a gang of black men dominating her slim, frail body, hulking male forms pressing down on her, into her...
“Hey, G!” Bam-Bam said, pulling up sharply. “Come here, man!”
The window on Mei’s side slid down and a burly black man peered in, his eyes immediately drawn to the naked Chinese woman’s form.
“Holy shit, bro,” the man called G said, looking at her like she was a delicious meal served up on a platter before him.
“Yo, just taking this slut to the crib, she gon’ get some primo fucking from the crew. You in, dog?”
“Damn, got this shit to do with my baby mama, parenting class or some shit,” G lamented. “I’d love to hit this slut up, but... damn, man.”
“Fuck... hey, cunt, tell G what you want to do today,” Bam-Bam said.
“I want to have sex with lots of black men,” Mei Ling said. “I am just a ... fucktoy for them. All my holes are ready to be filled by black cock. I am a black cock slut.”
“Fuck, this girl’s off the hook,” G laughed. “Just my fucking luck. Maybe I’ll take something to remember her by...”
G leaned into the car and four thick fingers entered Mei Ling’s pussy. She squirmed as her pussy stretched out, thrusting her hips forward to take more in.
“Damn, this girl is soaked!” G said. He slipped his fingers out and fed them to her, Mei gleefully sucking each one in turn. “Ah fuck, I got a few minutes. You can drop me off down the road, Bam.”
G got in the back seat. “Get back her, slut. I want some of that pussy.”
Mei Ling slithered onto his lap and straddled him, his enormous cock freed from his pants. She dropped onto it and took almost the whole thing in one smooth motion, her pussy so wet it was easy.
“Holy fuck!” G yelled as she enveloped his cock with her slippery cunt. Mei Ling let out a deep groan of satisfaction as he filled up her desperate pussy, not giving him any time to react as she started bouncing up and down in his lap, driving herself onto his length with all her strength.
“This girl’s a freak!” G laughed, watching Mei Ling in awe as she fucked herself with his meat. “She gon’ make me bust a nut in her if she carries on like this.”
That was, of course, precisely what she wanted him to do. “Yes! Cum in me, cum in me!”
“Damn! I don’t want another baby mama! But... fuck it, you want it, slut, you fucking get it! Ahhhh!”
He slammed into her and splattered her fertile womb with his seed. She screamed in pleasure as she came at the same time, her body shuddering violently with each surge of ecstasy. She collapsed onto him, but he was in no mood to share the afterglow, rolling her off onto the seat next to him.
“Shit, I need to get moving, dog!” he said, ignoring the beautiful Chinese girl whose pussy was leaking cum. “Let me out here.”
G clambered out of the vehicle. “I’ll try to make it to the crib later, dog, get me more of that pussy.”
Mei Ling looked longingly at G as he left. She wanted more big black cock inside her and Bam-Bam knew it.
“Let’s go, slut, time to introduce you to the crew,” he smirked. Mei sat in silence in the back seat, not bothering to cover herself anymore. She felt excited that so many strangers could, at any moment, see her naked, cum oozing from her fucked pussy. What made her even more excited was the prospect of more cocks filling her up.
The scenery got progressively more dilapidated as the drive went on, pristine buildings slowly turning into grubby tenements. Her excitement only grew, knowing she was nearly there.
The car finally stopped outside a particularly hideous edifice, covered in graffiti, some windows even boarded up.
“Okay, out,” Bam-Bam said, exiting the vehicle himself. She opened the door but he was there with her shoes. “Better put these on, needles ‘n shit everywhere.” She smiled at this small act of kindness. He treated her like she wanted to be treated, like a filthy fuck slut... but underneath he didn’t want her to get hurt permanently.
Whistles from a pair of old men sitting at a bus stop greeted her as she got out of the car. A glare from Bam-Bam shut that down, but Mei Ling didn’t mind now. She liked people admiring her body.
“Let’s go,” Bam-Bam said, shoving open the door. Mei mused on how a few more shoves like that would send the creaking portal flying off its hinges. The stairs were barely any better, but they ascended them quickly. The smell was... unpleasant at times, but she put that aside.
Bam-Bam stopped outside a door that seemed at odds with the rest of the building. It was solid, sturdy, polished even, unlike the decrepit structure surrounding it. Fishing a key from the cavernous reaches of his pockets, he unlocked the door and pushed it open, ushering Mei Ling in first.
The apartment was much nicer than she’d imagined, though very clearly a man’s area. Gadgets everywhere, in a general state of relative untidiness. Curiously, she felt more self-conscious here than standing naked on the street.
“Yo,” Bam-Bam said and she turned to look at him, seeing he was on the phone. “Get your ass over to the crib, dog, I’ve got a gorgeous slut just waiting for you right here.... Yeah... yeah, bring them too. More the merrier!”
She shivered with anticipation as Bam-Bam made call after call, each time suggesting more people should come over to fuck her. Her pussy was almost aching with anticipation. Finally, he put the phone away. She watched as he removed his clothes, not addressing her. His cock sprang forth and she had to use all her willpower not to grab the thick, wonderful shaft. He stepped behind her and she groaned with pleasure as he easily entered her from behind, bending her over slightly while holding each arm tightly.
He was merciless, pounding Mei Ling’s pussy as brutally as he could, grunting and grimacing with the effort required to thrust himself so powerfully into her deliciously stretched cunt. She loved it though, loved being dominated by black men. She could herself on the verge of another orgasm and, when the apartment door opened and she saw the wave of black thugs enter the room, she came hard, her body wracked with waves of pleasure as she watched the men whip out their hardening cocks.
---
“Mr Tandino has been very pleased with your work with the local toughs,” Rose was saying. Corina and Emily shared a quick, naughty glance, hints of mischievous smiles playing across their lips.
“In fact, he wants you both to work closely with him on the next phase of the project, the promotional side. His team have been putting together a PR package and, as you know some of the people who will be involved, you two are to liaise with them on a photoshoot, a big fluff piece essentially. Basically, make the project look good to potential investors. Mr Tandino says he has all the money himself to proceed with the project, but that it doesn’t hurt to have other sources of cash.”
“A photoshoot? What exactly will we be doing?” Emily said.
“Well, I don’t know the specifics, but something along the lines of keeping everything ‘on brand’ with how Tandino’s team wants things. He said it was important we kept both of our messages together, so we need to make sure we work as a unit on every aspect of the project.”
“I guess that makes sense,” Corina said.
“He also said he’d e-mailed you a list of ... er, items you might need today,” Rose said. “I have to say that confuses me, I’m not sure what you’d need to take but... well, keep him happy!”
The two girls left Rose’s office and went back to their own workstations.
“Have you ever been to a photoshoot before?” Corina asked. Emily shook her head.
“No, but I had a friend who did some kids modelling when she was younger, for catalogues and stuff.”
“Guess we’d better look at this e-mail he sent us,” Corina said, clicking on it in her inbox. It was a fairly abrupt missive:
“Go to Shockley’s over on Dorado Street. He has all some items waiting for you. Just say Mr Tandino sent you and he’ll hand them over. V.”
Emily had received the same e-mail. “So... I guess we just go get the stuff, whatever it is, then head over to the shoot?”
“I... guess we do,” Corina said, wondering just what they had to pick up.
---
Mei Ling was on all fours in the middle of the room. The black men stood around her, slowly jerking their cocks as she stuffed four fingers into her stretched, used pussy. Cum spewed out every so often, her fingers slick with the substance. She scooped a load of it out and transfered it to her ass, sliding slimy fingers into her other hole.
“Lube that shit up!” shouted one of the men. Each of them had pumped her full of sperm. She had no idea how many men were in the room now, at least 10 or so. All of them were now waiting for her to open up her ass. She wanted nothing more now than for them to take her anal virginity, to feel their thick, hard rods stretch her ass and fuck her hard.
“Ready,” she groaned when she felt she’d spooned enough spunk into her fresh opening. Bam-Bam had the honour of being first, his enormous cock popping inside her easily. She suppressed a scream of pain as the new sensations overwhelmed her, but she forced herself to relax and soon the pain dulled and feelings of pleasure took over. As his balls slapped against her skin, every inch of him burying itself up into her guts on each stroke, she smiled.
----
Shockley’s was a sex shop, something neither of the girls had expected. The place itself wasn’t as seedy as one might think, but it was still full of products that would have made Corina blush a few weeks before. Once the initial surprise had worn off, she found herself very much turned on by the things she was looking at on the shelves.
They had no time to browse, of course, and headed to the checkout area. A big, fat black man stood behind the counter, the titular Mr Shockley.
“Hi,” Corina said, “Mr Tandino sent us... so... er...”
“Ah, you must be Corina and Emily,” he said, chuckling. “I’ve got just what you need in the back. Come on.”
He indicated for them to follow him and stepped into a back room, sweeping a heavy purple curtain aside as he did so. It was just a storage room really, but there was a mattress in there. Corina shuddered to think what sordid activities had been performed here.
“Here we go,” he said, picking up a bag and handing it to Corina. “Everything should be in order.”
Corina took the bag and placed it on a rickety table next to her, unzipping it. Her eyes went wide when she saw what was inside - a collection of enormous black dildos, butt plugs and jars of lubricant all stood out. Draped on top of these were a number of swimsuits, bits of lingerie and so on.
“Wow,” Emily said.
“Remember,” the man said. “All the pictures, I want copies for myself. That was the deal.”
“Er, sure,” Corina said, leaving Shockley to return to his regular duties. The two girls got back in their car, the bag on the back seat.
“Do you...” Emily finally said, quietly, “... that we’re supposed to use those things?”
Corina looked at her blankly for a second, a broad grin slowly spreading over her face.
“I hope so!” she giggled.
“You know... they’re probably going to like take pictures of us with... these things on or in us... pictures of us fucking... and maybe getting fucked...”
Corina’s grim merely broadened. “I say bring it on. I’m looking forward to it.”
“But... what if someone finds out? Like your husband!” Emily said, reaching for the bag and putting on her lap.
“Then... well, we’ll deal with that, but it’s exciting, don’t you think? To have people watching us, looking at our naked bodies as we pleasure ourselves... as men pleasure us... mmmm.”
“I guess,” Emily grinned, slipping a hand into Corina’s underwear, feeling her burning wetness. “Come on, I can’t wait to get between those legs of yours...”
Corina drove off, Emily’s fingers slipping out of her pussy. Emily winked at her friend before sucking the juices off each finger slowly, one at a time.
----
The location of the shoot was a grand estate outside of the town, miles from anywhere. Gravel path, big marble pillars, central fountain in the driveway, that sort of thing. As the girls pulled up, a white-skinned butler even stepped out to greet them.
“I shall take the vehicle around to the paddock for you, milady,” the butler said in the poshest accent imaginable. “If you like, I can bring your baggage inside for you as well...?”
“No, it’s fine,” Corina said, afraid he would see what was inside. “Um... we’re here for a photo shoot with Mr Tandino’s organisation?”
“Yes, just head through to the main hall and keep going all the way through until you get into the grounds at the back of the house,” he said. “If you’d like, I can take you through now before I move your vehicle.”
“No, no, we can manage, thanks,” Corina smiled. The two girls left the butler to it, Emily remarking that she didn’t know butler’s even existed these days. The main hall was cavernous, huge staircase winding up in two directions to the next floor on one side, large sets of double doors on the other at various intervals. Ahead was the back entrance in the distance, which they headed for. Their heels clacked loudly on the marble floor, sounding like gunshots.
Stepping out into the light, they could see a huge garden party was already underway, though a very unusual one. Everywhere they looked, Corina and Emily saw black men and white women mingling, the men dressed in fancy suits and the women... well, they were dressed, but the clothing wasn’t exactly what you’d wear to church. Nobody was naked, but some of the women were essentially nude except for thin straps or patches of leather, vinyl, silk or whatever.
Another thing the girls noted was that nearly all the girls there had large Queen of Spades tattoos on their skin in various positions. Some had the marks emblazoned on the breast, some on the belly or lower back.
“I think we both really need to go get that tattoo,” Emily said, looking at the mass of people enjoying themselves, Corina merely nodding silently in response.
Another white servant approached them with a tray of drinks, champagne by the looks of it. Each of them took a glass.
“Mr Tandino wishes to inform you that he is over by the main stage,” the servant said, indicating a large circular platform about a hundred yards away. Tandino was indeed there, as was Vanessa and a few of the men from Tandino’s organisation Emily and Corina had... sampled over the past few weeks. “He says he would be delighted if you joined him.”
The girls glanced at each and headed off towards the stage, paying no more attention to the servant.
“Ah, ladies,” Tandino said when they finally made it over to his group. “So glad you could make it. We have a lot to discuss before things can... begin. Follow me, we can talk in my office.”
The three of them went back in the direction of the house, Vanessa also in tow. Tandino strode up the stairs, beckoning the three girls to follow. He entered the first room on the landing, an opulently decorated office, all mahogany and leather. When the girls caught up, he was just taking a seat behind a huge desk.
“Please, sit,” he said, indicating some of the armchairs around the opposite side of his table. “Now, I think it’s about time you girls, Emily and Corina, learned the truth behind our work here. Everything you know is correct, the urban regeneration, helping the disadvantaged and the black communities... but there’s also Project Blackout.”
“Blackout?” Emily said.
“Yes,” he smiled. “You see, I’m very interested in cultural integration. My ****** always tried hard to mix with non-Africans when they came over here many years ago, but it’s not always so easy. Society has a lot of problems and I want to put something back. What I also want to do is get the races mixing more, which is where Project Blackout comes in. Essentially it is this: white women, black men, mixed race babies and a whole lotta interracial sex on the way.”
Vanessa was sitting there, nodding, but the other two girls were stunned. They had always assumed that they had been lucky, in the right place at the right time with the right friends. This was another level entirely.
“But... how... I mean...” Corina spluttered.
“It’s a long term project, of course,” Tandino continued, “but you can see outside that the number of white women in this city alone who are ... hmm, interested in the project is pleasingly high already. We chose this city as the testing ground because it already had a relatively strong interracial sex community, which you may or may not have been aware of. With your agency’s help, we’re going to improve people’s lives and do some social engineering at the same time.”
“And,” Vanessa said, “we want you guys to be two of the main faces of the project. Ordinary girls who went black, willingly and without regret. The happily married white woman with no previous interest in black men, the teenager becoming a woman in the company of black lovers.”
“Of course, this is all a secret between us,” Tandino said, leaning forward. “Well, it’ll be an open secret, in a sense. What we want to do is raise awareness, have people become aware of this growing underground movement through word of mouth or through the videos we’ll produce, investigate things surreptitiously and then take the hopefully inevitable plunge.”
“Videos?” Corina said.
“Yes,” Vanessa said, taking her friend’s hand. “When we said the face of the project, we meant that you, Emily and others will become... well, pro-am porn stars. Fucking on camera, setting an example for others.”
Silence from the two women.
“I know this is a lot to take in, but we feel strongly that you both will be perfect for the campaign and, also, that you both are into the lifestyle enough to want to spread the word.”
Emily spoke up first. “I’ll do it. I’m in. No woman should have to put up with bad sex these days. I want to make a difference in people’s lives. So, yes, I’m in completely.”
“Wonderful!” Vanessa said. “Do you have anyone who you might know that could be nudged into the lifestyle?”
“I... I don’t know,” Emily said. “I mean, I might have a few girlfriends who could conceivably be interested, but...”
“Good, good... but we were thinking perhaps closer to home... your file says your mother is widowed and you have three older sisters...”
Emily gasped at that, and Corina almost did too. “What... you can’t be serious?”
“We’ve seen in the past that the trust of a ****** member is remarkably useful in persuading women to cheat on their partners or ‘go wild’ and be with a black man. In fact, of everyone we’ve kept records on, not a single white woman who has... er, worked on her female relatives has failed. That is to say, every single one has convinced their female relatives to go black.... And...”
Vanessa paused for a moment.
“.... in nearly all of these cases, the women themselves have enjoyed the pleasures of interracial sex together... sometimes physically together, if you get what I’m saying.”
“You mean... they... fucked their relatives?” Corina said, eyes wide.
“In a manner of speaking, but I prefer to think of it as sharing the wonder of interracial sex together.”
Emily felt like her throat had closed up, unable to respond. This was her ******, her beloved mother and sisters... and she was being asked to corrupt them, to make them degrade themselves and become sluts... just... like....... her. Her thoughts slowed to a crawl until she realised just what she was doing - contradicting herself, implying normal values on her newly chosen lifestyle. Just how could she say that her ****** couldn’t enjoy the very same ecstasy that she did? Was it fair to say that it was good enough for her, but not for her loved ones? She loved them, so... of course, she should definitely share her experiences with them. If they didn’t want to do it then that was their choice. She wouldn’t force them.
“Vanessa’s right,” Emily finally said. “She’s so, so right. How can we deny anyone else, even our families, the wonderful experiences we’ve had? It’s hypocritical to do so.”
“But... okay, that makes sense,” Corina admitted. “But having sex with them? I... that’s just wrong!”
“I... don’t know about that either,” Emily said, looking at her hands, which she was kneading together nervously. “It’s weird, I’ve never thought about it before, but... maybe in the moment it feels right, it is just... right to share everything at that point? I don’t know.”
Corina looked unconvinced, but what the others in the room didn’t know was that her whole body felt like it was about to explode with excitement. They didn’t know she and her own sister had fooled about when they were younger, innocent times but exciting ones. They’d never told anyone, those memories buried and forgotten... until today.
Even her times with Vanessa and Emily hadn’t stirred these memories, although obviously she now knew why her resistance to lesbian sex had been so flimsy. She felt ashamed to be saying it was wrong when she herself had indulged, albeit not seriously, with her sister. It had been the weeks before she’d gone away to university, her sexual awakening in some ways. Orla, her sister, was very sexually adventurous at the time, though she had settled down a few years later after marrying a man very much like Corina’s own husband.
-----
One night she’d come into Corina’s room while she was packing up some stuff to be taken with her. It was raining outside and their parents were out for the evening.
“Hey Cozza,” Orla had said. “Still packing? If you forget something, it’s not the end of the world. Just get a replacement when you’re up there. You’ll be too busy with boys to care about any of this anyway.”
Corina blushed. “I think I’ll be studying most of the time...”
“Please,” Orla snorted. “You’re so pretty, Corina, you’ll be unable to move for all the boys putting the moves on you... and probably some of the girls too!”
“The girls? Oh my...” Corina said, trying to focus her attention on her packing.
“Come on, I know you pretty well, Cozza,” Orla said, sitting down next to her on the bed. “I’ve seen the way you look at some your friends. That cute little number, what’s her name? Janice? I bet she looks amazing naked.”
“Yes, she does... wait, what?” Corina started. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying, silly, that you’re... sexy. And I’m kinda interested in boys AND girls, you know...”
Corina felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.
“Er, Orla, I’m... a bit creeped out...”
“See, I wanted to give you a present before you left, but I just couldn’t think of anything that showed you just how much I love my little sister.”
“Right...?”
“So,” Orla continued, “I thought maybe the best thing to get you is...”
Orla stood up and pulled at the belt of her dressing gown. The loose knot came apart easily and the gown felt open, revealing Orla’s naked, slim body. Sliding her arms out and kicking her slippers off, she stood in front of her sister, hands on hips.
“...me.”
Corina dropped her box of stuff in shock, the contents spilling out as it tumbled onto its side.
“I know you are a virgin, Cozza,” Orla said. “I can’t help with getting some fat cock up inside you, but I can help in other ways... so I want to give you my pussy and my tongue as your going away gifts.”
Corina said nothing as Orla pushed her back onto the bed, the one she’d slept in since she was a little girl. She said nothing as her own top came off easily, as her sister began to suck at her hard nipples and to slide her pajama bottoms off. She finally emitted a groan as her sister’s fingers slide into her underwear, probing her own pussy. She pressed back against Orla, passion rising in her and casting aside all doubt. It was so, so wrong, yet felt wonderful nonetheless.
Orla was skilled, thrusting her fingers in swiftly and pressed the right spots inside Corina’s cunt to send her into a rapturous orgasm, but as she was coming down they both froze.
“Girls! We’re home! The damn restaurant was closed! Bloody big tent all over it, roach spraying or something. Where are you guys?”
Their father’s voice, getting louder as he clomped up the stairs. Frantically, Orla retrieved her dressing gown, her sister’s juices still covering her fingers, while Corina slid under her duvet, half naked.
“Hey,” Father said, pushing the door open. “You guys okay in here? I thought I heard a yell.”
Looking back, she wasn’t surprised her father hadn’t recognised the sound of a woman screaming in pleasure, but at the time Corina hadn’t paid any attention, was just relieved to not be caught.
“Oh, fine, ***,” Orla smiled. “I was just... teaching Cozza a lesson.”
“Now, come on,” Father said. “Don’t pick on your sister. You’re old enough to know better!”
“I guess,” Orla said. That was pretty much it, Corina leaving a few days later and never going all the way with her sister.
----
“Are you okay?” Vanessa said, snapping Corina out of her daydream.
“Wha... oh, sorry, I...” Corina said, before stopping herself. She was back in that pre-black cock situation, denying her own feelings and desires for no other reason than it was what was expected of her. She shook her head and quashed her fears. No, she wouldn’t repress herself anymore.
“I was just thinking... that, you know, maybe getting our relatives involved isn’t a bad idea at all. I think I could convince my sister, she used to be pretty wild, back in the day.”
Vanessa and Mr Tandino nodded, pleased.
“Excellent!” Tandino said. “So we can move on. Today we’re holding a shoot for various elements of the project, both the public PR side and the Project Blackout part too. The PR bit was done this morning, despite what we told your boss. Now things get more interesting. I hope you don’t mind that we kind of assumed you’d both say yes to being involved...”
Neither Corina nor Emily objected in any way.
“...so we decided on a few things you could both do. Emily, we’ve decided to let you choose your own entertainment, as it were. Vanessa can give you few options and you pick as many as you want. Remember, it’s all being filmed and it’d be great if you could... play up to the camera a bit. Not that you’ll need to exaggerate things, but you know...”
“And as for you, my dear Corina,” Tandino said, standing, “we’ve decided that there’s one thing that’ll be perfect for you to do today.”
Corina gulped, wondering what it could be.
“You’re going to get up on that stage,” Vanessa said, “strip in front of everyone... and then you’re going to get gang-banged by four studs.”
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Mei Ling slumped on the back seat of the car. She didn’t care that the driver was just some random black guy from Bam-Bam’s crew who had been balls deep in her ass just a few minutes before. She was too frazzled to care about anything, too burned out from constant sex for the past five hours. There’d barely been a second when at least one big black cock hadn’t been pounding one of her holes and for the past two hours solid, she’d had two inside her at once, one crammed to the root in her stretched pussy and the other hammering away at her rectum.
Her holes felt like they were gaping wide, which they were. They also felt like they were leaking rivers of cum, which they also were. She could barely walk to the car, helped by the mystery driver. She was wearing only a blanket, her clothes lost somewhere. In the back of her orgasm-addled mind she was afraid he’d dump her somewhere, but somehow she made it back to her apartment in one piece. The man could even be described as gentle as he lay her down on her bed.
As she lay there in the few seconds before unconsciousness arrived, she had just one thought, something that surprised even her: I want more black cock. As sleep took her, she smiled, knowing Bam-Bam and his crew would be more than happy to fuck her senseless again. And she would be more than happy to let them.
