Amanda had recently arrived at Browne University from the Middle East. She wanted to major in biology. She was 19, conservative, and dating an Arabic boy back home named Omar. It was a long-distance relationship, and her main goal in America was to expand her knowledge about the human body and, ideally, get a great job at a biotech company after graduating. Their plan was for him to join her once he finished his mandatory military service at home. Although she had only dated him for a little over a year, their relationship was deep and one of strong emotional connection. They had not consummated it, however, and Amanda remained a virgin. Amanda is naturally curvaceous with large breasts but hasn't received much male attention, certainly not from non-middle-eastern men. For the first few weeks, as she oriented herself around the campus, she struggled to make a meaningful circle of friends. The concept of house and frat parties was rather alien back home, so she instead busied herself in academia. The little time she did get, she would speak regularly to Omar or speak to her parents back home.Over the months, down the hall in her dormitory, Jacinda, an African-American sorority girl, had made her presence known. With her vivacious personality and "girls just wanna have fun" attitude toward life, she used to eye Amanda in a peculiar manner each time they would pass. Although she and Amanda did chat at times, they came from different worlds. Both were high achievers back in high school, but Jacinda had made it known she wanted to spread her wings and create a strong network of fellow freshmen to see her through over the four years that lay ahead. It wasn't all about academics for her. Amanda, however, was very academically inclined.
Fast forward to today; it's Friday, the 13th, and Jacinda happens to be part of an African-American sorority that is holding a party at the Quad, a campus bar and cafeteria. She invites Amanda casually at the lifts to the'meet and greet' freshmen event.
Although Amanda at first rejects the request, citing her wanting to catch up with Omar, Jacinda pleads, "Come on, Mandy, don't you want to show off that booty?” sneakily winking at her.
Amanda doesn't know how to respond but says she will come for a while, but not past 9 p.m. Later, as both Jacinda and Amanda arrive at the quad, they notice heavy bass and R&B tunes ripping through the room, with many players of the varsity basketball and football teams mingling. Most were black, with a few Asians and white people. Particularly, she notices how the black men seem to be grinding on quite a few women, mostly white. About 45 minutes in, Amanda and Jacinda are on the peripheries of the dance floor, holding their cocktails and observing. Amanda is drinking a virgin pina colada, and Jacinda is having sex on the beach. Jacinda tells Amanda that she will be right back and enters the dance floor with some of her other sorority girl friends who gesture to her. Amanda feels a little nervous to be left alone, so she nervously smiles and starts to gaze around the room.
"WHAP"... Out of the blue, Amanda notices a strong, clenched hand on her right buttocks. She instinctively lunges forward to free herself.
"Jacinda, my, oh my, I didn't know you had such lovely foxes in your pack," shouts a large black man in a baritone voice behind Amanda.
Amanda turns around, finding herself staring at the chest of a 6ft 4 tall quarterback with thick vascular arms and a large chest. He isn't particularly attractive, but he is built like brick. Jacinda walks back over in Amanda's direction and quickly introduces Amanda to Jamal. Amanda looks up at Jamal but remains stoic in her expression, almost as if stricken with fear and disgust at his shameful act of groping her.
She follows up coyly, saying “Oh, hello," but ends the conversation there, excusing herself to go to the lavatory. Jamal reaches out and grabs Amanda’s right hand as she leaves, arresting her progress towards the loo. She looks back at him in disgust and yanks her hand out of his grip in disapproval. As she walks over to the restroom, she notices how sweaty his hand is and wipes it against her jeans.
In the women's lavatory she enters a cubicle and quickly locks the door, nervous, still trying to process what happened on the dance floor. She then proceeds to rummage through her purse to see if she can find her phone and call Omar. Noticing there is no connectivity, she sighs in frustration and squats down to relieve herself. As the droplets of her pee hit and the now very loud bass of the hip hop tune permeates through the bathroom, Amanda hears some clicking noises and a door shutting. Not thinking much of it, she gets up, flushes and exits the cubicle only to notice Jamal standing less than a foot away from her.
Amanda gasps, looking up saying "Wha....what do you want and why are you..."
"Just a taste girl' he interrupts as he steps in, too close for comfort.
"I think you got a very wrong impression. I am not into men like you and I have a boyfriend in the UAE" she retorts as she forcefully tries to swing past him towards the main door.
He catches her arm and this time tightens his grip very hard making her eke out a "oomph stop it, please do you want me to scream?!"
"You're at Browne. You're smarter than that. What do you mean by "men like me?" I can give you what no white or Arab could. Look at me" he says in his deep baritone voice. He next pushes her back into the cubicle and follows her in. Amanda is now trembling with fear starring up at him, their eyes locked.
"If you do anything to me, I will report you to the Dean. Now LET ME GO!" she raises her voice and as she does this he clasps his large right hand on her mouth, forcing her to only eke out muffled cries. He moves in on Amanda, decisively and splits her legs apart with his large left quads.
"Nooo god...you bloody fucker...!" Amanda tries to resist. He immediately thrusts his hand down her pant, through her underwear. She hits him with both hands against his large chest. He pushes in closer to Amanda and starts to rub his large index finger up and down Amandas now, rather exposed clit. She shudders and screams "NO I DONT WANT THIS GET OFF OF ME!!"
Jamal continues to probe and tease her clit with his finger but is unable to probe it. "Shit Mandy you is a virgin. I'm going to enjoy this! he says in a sinister manner as he continues to try and incite some kind of bodily response in her.
"I'm going to take my hand off of your fucking mouth you hear me? If you scream, you won't be able to even file any report after I am done with you. Now shut the fuck up and let me show you something." he commands Amanda.
"I wont...no just STOP this oomph you fucking black psycho..I won't tell anyone just let me..." she pleads.
Jamal interrupts her mid sentence by taking his hand from her mouth and now cusps her breasts through her blouse. He starts to squeeze them and pinch her left nipple as he retorts "That's right you Arab conservative bitch. Let that inner racist out!".
"Please not his is not happening...no" Amanda whimpers as Jamal continues to manhandle her private parts.
"See bitch your nipple already be hard" he laughs. Amanda looks down and can see her left nipple has indeed responded to his overtures and is very sore and hard. She covers it up in shame immediately with her hand.
His phone buzzes, he looks down, temporarily stopping his rubbing of Amanda's clit (which is now red). He quickly puts his phone back and tells Amanda "clean up, we aren't done." and exits the lavatory.
Amanda kneels down on the cubicle floor and shuts the door, breaking down crying.
Around thirty minutes pass. Amanda collects herself and exits the lavatory and walks toward the bar. She gestures over to Jacinda and asks if she can leave. Jacinda smiles almost cheekily, and they leave together. As they do, Amanda notices Jamal starring her down, smiling. He surrounded by two other black men, who keep laughing and peering over at her as well. Jacinda, on the way back to the dorm, apologizes for Jamal's forward behavior. Amanda excuses herself, enters her dorm room, and breaks down in tears. She felt objectified and taken advantage of, and the only other men in her life who had had physical contact with her, heretofore, were her father and Omar.
*Something happened between now and the next chapter, 'The Fateful Evening' below, that you can read about in a never before published chapter called "Amanda gets broken in" here Amanda gets broken in (Hidden Chapter) | Amanda's Conversion
The Fateful Evening
After forcibly getting a taste of Amanda a few days ago, Jamal develops a particular obsession for Amanda over the weeks and repeatedly questions Jacinda about whether she will bring her again to another gathering. At the common laundromat in their dorm, Jacinda asks Amanda why she doesn't give it another shot, attempting to excuse Jamal for his forwardness.
She urges Amanda, "Amanda, listen, apparently he told Tyrone and Wesley, his wing men that night, that although you stopped the advance in the Quad that evening, he had, mistakingly, noticed how you held his hand sensually instead of slapping it away!"
Amanda retorts "This is how women from the Arab world are taught to treat the opposite sex: gentle but firm, "no means no," Jacinda! What did you want me to do? Slap him?" "Do you know what Jamal did to me in the toilet?!?! Or what he did to me later that night in YOUR room?!!"
It was part of their culture to not be abrasive. Jamal claims he had only approached her because she had eyed him a few times that night. In Amanda's mind, black guys were so different from where she came from, so it was genuine curiosity, not lust.
Jacinda says "I get that. I think you are closing your self out to opportunities by being this way Mandy. I'm one of their PPPs and its opened many doors for me."
Amanda questions "What is a PPP?!!" somewhat concerned.
Jacinda chuckles "A private, pleasure...pussy. I do them certain favours. They take care of my needs. Simple."
Amanda now shocked, retorts "That's good for you. I don't intend on being anyones prostitue on campus or having casual sex!"
Jacinda chuckles again "Call it what you want but you did get a taste of what I get pretty regularly. Tell me you didn't like it? I would be wise to reserve judgement. We have a saying here in America; once you go black you dont go back."
Amanda was speechless.
Nonetheless, she decided to let bygones be bygones and accompany Jacinda another time to a freshmen event, this time for Halloween. She makes it clear to Jacinda, however, that she has no interest in other men and is in love with Omar, her boyfriend back home. If anything similar happens again, she will have no choice but to get Student Affairs and the Dean involved.
Later that evening, around 9 p.m., Amanda and Jacinda are sitting with some freshmen around the main lounge area in the house where the frat party is taking place. Amanda can see from the corner of her eye that Jamal and his boys are there as well. She catches them casually glancing at her now and then. Although Jamal is intently trying to catch Amanda's gaze, the other two men, Wesley and Tyrone, keep staring at her exposed feet, legs, and directly at her breasts. Tyrone has even developed a very visible bulge but Amanda intently pretends to not notice it, out of sheer fear.
“These boys are literally undressing me with their eyes. Pathetic,” she thinks to herself.
She knows that staring back may lead them on, so she immediately stops and strictly focuses her attention on Jacinda and some of the Asian boys around the table.
Jamal unashamedly walks over and offers to fill Jacinda's now nearly empty cup.
Amanda sighs, "Not again..." and doesn't make eye contact as she doesn't want to lead him on.
He notices this and slowly kneels on one knee, meeting her at eye level. The look is stern. She slowly moves her gaze from his shoes up to his legs and to his eyes. Both have stoic expressions. He takes and holds Amanda's hand out with her cup and forcibly pours her some cocktail from a glass that Wesley hands him. In disapproval, Amanda puts the cup with alcohol to her side. Jamal moves closer to Amanda and says,
"Somethings are inevitable. We have unfinished business."
He then gets up and leaves with his boys, Wesley and Tyrone. Both turn around and smirk, looking at Amanda. She feels visibly unnerved and shaken. Minutes later, Amanda feels slightly uneasy and starts to get very tired. She feels a rush of adrenaline, and the room around her starts to fade into a blur. She can see some of the Asian boys and Jacinda gesturing to her, asking if she's okay, and then everything goes dark. Amanda passes out on the red couch. Jacinda doesn't seem alarmed and just smiles, winking at some men in the distance. A few hours pass.
The Ordeal
The next thing Amanda notices is a blur with some dark figures laughing above her. She slowly comes to and can feel tingling in her arms and breasts, some pain in her legs and groin area, and looks at the wall light attached to the ceiling. She's now totally present and notices the wall light moving up and down. In reality, it is she who is being pushed and pulled violently as she lays on what seems to be a wooden table. She glances down and can see her stomach covered with pools of a white, gooey substance. She witnesses both her breasts flopping up and down and to the left and right. Her nipples are erect to the extent that they feel sore, and one of them is being sucked on by Wesley and the other is being groped by Tyrone. She notices how big these boys are now that they are all naked. Their black, glistening bodies pose a stark contrast to her olive, slightly colored one. Her attention quickly turns to her aching groin, and she now understands the cause. Jamal's big, black, glistening 11-inch penis is thrusting into her vagina, which he is holding open using his two hands. The strokes are slow but firm, and each time he thrusts into her, she feels a pang of pain.
She starts to scream as the reality of what is happening dawns on her: "Noooaahh, god, noooaaahhh, plea."
This desperate cry excites Jamal, and he speeds up his thrusts, causing Amanda's breasts to whap and slosh around even faster. Jamal's large quadriceps muscles keep slapping Amanda's hamstrings as her legs are being held up by his large arms and hands. "Whap, whap, whap, whap."
With each thrust, she gets pushed back and gasps. He next takes one of her feet and tries to shove it in his large mouth. His lips are large and engorged. He viciously starts sucking her toes and biting them.
He bites down hard, causing Amanda to wince and moan, "Uhn. Uhn, no, please, this hurts."
She looks to the drawer in the distance behind Jamal, and her wet pants with with stains lie lifeless along with her stiletto shoes.
She rolls her eyes back in disgust, sadness, and humiliation but notices how Jamal's black cock, which is thrusting in and out of her violently, is now covered in a white, creamy substance. It's different from the now-colorless goo on her stomach she had noticed earlier. That must have been their ejaculate, and this is her own jizz. Amanda had never masturbated before, let alone experienced any orgasm. What is happening to her is unfathomable! She intently stares at the giant black dick throbbing in and out of her vagina in pure horror.
"WHATP, OH NO STOP, WHAP, PLEASE NO, THWAP," she begs as the sounds of Jamal's things slap against her hamstrings and vagina.
His thrusts become harder, and the other men start to laugh while Amanda starts to moan but also expresses her discontent at the situation.
Jamal exclaims, "That's right, you black cock slut! I could...UGH... see it in your eyes... Amanda, at the Fresheners event...FUCK YES....UGH.. and now look at you—you're coming on my black dick bitch. That's your cream right there, in case you're wondering. Your boyfriend never made you come; heck, he didn't even fuck you. You like that pussy juice on my big black cock? I almost made you orgasm the other night when I broke you in, tonight you'll be begging us to stop making you cum!"
Amanda can't stop moaning in pain but manages to interrupt, "Noahh, please stop Jamal! I let you have a....uhhhnn...taste the other night so you wouldn't do this to me now. JUST STOP!"
Before she knows it, Tyrone, to Amanda's left, places his 10-inch curved black cock on her face and shouts, "Suck it!".
She purses her lips in disgust, shunning them away. Wesley, to her right, slaps her once, "WHAP," twice, "SLAP," and "open your mouth, Amanda.".
She now complies with hesitation as he starts to get her lipstick all over her face and his cock. Amanda is now choking on Tyrone's curved cock, "guck guck guck," while Jamal is piston-ramming her pussy with cock cream falling over Amanda's legs and onto the table. The three black men continue to thrust their cocks into her mouth, vagina, and breasts while occasionally biting down on her hard, red nipples.
Each time they laugh or moan in excitement, she moans back, "Nooooahn, you can't do this," and clasps her hands at her breasts, trying to protect them.
She even tries to push Jamal's large quads away from her as he relentlessly keeps thrusting in her deeper and harder. Her olive-skinned, small feminine hands against his large tree trunks of legs only serve to paint a stark contrast between an animal having his way with his prey. This contrast and her pushing him away make him even more horny.
Jamal's thrusts intensify, and Amanda now grimaces in fear, "Noahhhh, please, please pull out. I have a boyfriend!"
Jamal responds breathlessly. "Fuck him; your pussy and body belong to us... take it… eayhhHHH"
Jamal briefly pulls out as he can't contain himself now, holding Amanda's legs at her ankles firmly, with her feet placed firmly against his big chest, her pussy glistening and throbbing in her cum and his cum. She glances down at his cock hovering above her vagina, throbbing and bobbing up and down in unison with his chest as he takes heavy breaths. The blood supply to his penis is very visually apparent to her. He taunts her open and very red vagina by guiding the tip of his black cock over her labia.
She knows what's going to happen next. Only this time she can't escape. Without much warning, he then thrusts his black cock back in, and Amanda moans loudly and begins to cry. He comes hard inside her, screaming, and this makes her scream in disgust. Both scream in unison. One in pleasure, the other in pain and shame.
Wesley demands, "How many times did you come, Amanda? Don't you lie to be a bitch. I saw those eyes and your legs shaking."
She responds breathless. "I didnt. I didn't come, you basta.... You are rapeing me!"
Tyrone stops sucking on her tits, which by now have small traces of lactate coming of them, and walks over to her spread-out legs that are lying lifeless after Jamal's shellacking and says, "If you didn't come then, you're going to come hard on my curved black cock. It's 14 inches measured last week, hun, and it's going to make you feel things you can't comprehend."
Amanda starts to scream as his cock looks like something out of a horror movie. Tyrone picks Amanda's lifeless legs up with her feet facing towards the ceiling. Jamal, still holding his now increasingly limp cock with cum dripping out, immediately starts to suck on her left foot's toe. Tyrone slowly places the penis head at the head of her vagina and gives a tiny thrust.
Amanda moans in disgust. "Stop it, you awful..... Nooauhh. STOP. You're going to get me pregnant!"
He repeats this motion, in and out, and she keeps moaning. "That's right, girl. Your mind may say no, but your body says yes. Look at you dripping all over my black cock!" he smugly says.
Tyrone collects Amanda's legs and crosses them on her stomach, with her feet facing Jamal to her left and Wesley to her right. He holds her arms with just one of his hands on her stomach, pinning her in place, and plunges his thick, curved cock into her throbbing pussy. She tries to resist, but the black men are too virile and too strong for what has now become their fuck toy. This specific position exposes her G spot vulnerably for the black dicks to assault, and she instantly starts screaming—this time in pleasure—and starts gyrating her hips in unison with Tyrone's thrusts.
Soon cream starts to line his cock too, and this time she starts to squirt uncontrollably, tilting her head down and looking at her pussy's reaction in shock and awe. She squeals, "What are you boys doing to me? Uhhhh, ohh, yeah, uhh. wow. Oh god, I can't. I can't. Im having an orga.... orca....OHH UHHH YEAHH. So hard, Tyrone. Noh, NOOOH NO NO NO NO. OH GOD. I AM GOING TO...OH GOD!"
Jamal keeps twisting her nipple to squeeze out drops of lactate and responds, "You're being converted to a black cock slut. You have what my boys and I need." Tyrone pulls out and spares Amanda an impregnation, which comes hard on her belly. The spray of his man juice is so virile and potent that it flies in her eyes, hair, and even some falls behind her head on the floor. He comes for what seems like 5 minutes straight. Amanda, at this point, has nearly passed out, and her legs and pussy have been quivering for what seems like 10 minutes.
Wesley laughs, "Bitch, we knew you were ready for this. Those Mediterranean tits and pussy need a home. But we aren't done yet, slut!".
Amanda glances over at Wesley, wondering what on earth could lie ahead.
Suddenly, however, her phone rings, and Tyrone walks over to it, glances at the display, and mutters, "Omar is calling from what seems like a foreign country.".
"Nooooah, pl... plhh, thats my boy...fr...boyfriend," Amanda pants as she is still recovering from the quivering orgasm Tyrone gave her minutes ago.
The boys look at each other and smile. Wesley clicks 'Reiect' and activates the video mode on the camera.
He walks over to Amanda, and the other man starts cheering him on and laughing, "Jamal, you savage.".
He starts to record Amanda as she lies there on the table with pools of cum on her feet, legs, belly, fingers, arms, and hands, some on her neck, lips, evebrows, and clumps of her hair stuck together with now-drying cum from other ejaculates from earlier.
Amanda's quivering continues. Tyrone remarks, "Get all of that on video for Omar.".
Amanda doesn't respond as she is still in the final throws of what seems like a final quivering orgasm. "Uhhhh uhhhnnnn uhhnnn my orgasm...isnt...isnt UHHn UUHnn...stopping... and you aren't even fucking me anymore," she moans in her breathy melodic voice. "Bu...but please, oh god, don't show any video of this to anyone."
"We'll do whatever the fuck we want," Wesley yells back. "Just look at your vagina and the state of you, Amanda. Your pussy belongs to us, and we didn't even get started this time with your ass. Heck, you barely even squirted.
"Noooaahh, I can't answer..." Amanda retorts as she crouches up on the table.
Her breasts are now less red from the rampage, and some drops of cum are still falling off of her nipples. "My body is mine, and this will never happen again. I hope you all understand this. I need to take a pregnancy test!" Amanda exclaims.
All the men laugh in unison and leave the room. Amanda's heart starts to sink when she thinks about what they may do with the videos they recorded. At least for now, though, she sighs in relief that her ordeal is over.
It is Darkest Before Dawn
The room was now quiet for an hour, and Amanda got up off the table; she had been fucked relentlessly for hours. As she gathered her clothes from around the table, she was also trying to locate her phone, which couldn't be found. She felt misery at the fact that she and Omar had stayed true to their father's wishes of abstaining from sexual relations before marriage. This wasn't a mere slip-up by her. Amanda had gone from a virgin to a full-blown black man's fuck toy in one of the most animalistic fuck sessions one could imagine, and this started to dawn on her quickly; so many thoughts were running through her head that she didn't know what to do or what to think. She was worried, scared, brutalized, objectified, sexualized, predated upon. Most of all, she hated the fact that she had experienced her first real orgasms this way. She had, against her will, been made to become their "PPP" - private, pleasure pussy.
She looked down at the streaks of dried cum near her pussy that had started to crust over. Some were running down her breasts onto her navel, some down her legs.
"I'll never be the same; my life may just as well be ruined. Those miserable animals had their way with me." she lamented to herself.
Once she put her shoes on, she went on all fours and crouched down to see if the phone was under the sofa or elsewhere. She was on all fours at this point. She couldn't find the phone, so she immediately thought the bastards had taken it. She started to cry uncontrollably but then collected herself, left the room quickly, and then, subsequently, entered the frat house, which was totally empty. She noticed the time as she looked over at her watch. It was 5:10 a.m. Confused, she thought to herself that it would be best to head over to the medical office once it had opened at 9 a.m. to file a formal report. She walked to her dormitory.
To be continued.
Ch. 02 The Shower
She calculated that ordeal must have lasted over 5 hours. The mere thought of that made her shudder in disgust. It was still dark and glimmers of dawn started to appear in the night sky as she partially hobbled over to her dormitory. As she entered the lift she glanced at herself in the mirror in a shy manner. She could see her hair all ruffled up with clumps of now dried cum everywhere. Her face and neck had hickies/bite marks all over as she had been 'had' by the men in the way they wanted. Amanda was shocked, but by now she had calmed down as she entered her dorm room.
"No sign of Jacinda?" she thought to herself.
Amanda undressed and threw her clothes into a plastic bag with the view to dispose of them quietly when no one was noticing. She was now naked again, except for her stilettos. She walked over to her in-dorm shower, reached down to her shoes, undid the straps around her ankles and noticed redness around where Jamal, Wesley and Tyrone and held her legs up as they gangfucked her earlier that night.
Her toes had gentle indentations and bite marks on them, reminding her of how Jamal was biting her toes without any care for her pain thresholds, during her ordeal. Amanda walked over, barefoot, to the shower. As the stream of water engulfed her body she felt a sense of warmth and peace. She was looking down at her feet and started to get flashbacks of Tyrone, Wesley, Jamal and the other men as they sucked her toes. She bit her lips in disgust each time she had these images forced upon her by her mind. She used the soap to lather herself and wash away both, her remnants and those of the men. After she was done with her breasts she gently guided her hand down her navel and on to her shaven vagina which was still red. She bent her neck down to peer over with some trepidation, hoping everything was biologically still intact down there. She gently pinched her labia and pussy walls to check if she was in pain down there. It was sore but nothing out of the ordinary so she pressed her two fingers deeper into her vagina and the moment she did that she had a flashback of Jamal and Tyrone’s black bodies slapping against hers as they fucked her earlier that night.
Instead of quickly changing her thoughts she started to delve deeper into what had transpired that night. This shower which should’ve lasted 5 minutes now was closing in on the 30 minute mark. She remembered how they had practically held her legs against her will up against her stomach and sucked on her toes, twisted her nipples and even made her lactate while they inseminated her in a wanton manner. While she was having these flashbacks, her eyes were closed and her mouth started to open. Amanda had naturally thick lips, similar to an african american woman. Her lips had a slight o-shape to them now with her toungue starting to lick the outer peripheries of both her lips. Her right hand's fingers were slowly probing in and out of her pussy as she replayed the event in her mind. All of this, against the backdrop of tranquility as the water droplets fiercely fell on the white, tiled floor of her toilet.
Her pussy had become very red again almost as if to chide her "enough is enough for tonight".
The pools of water collected around her feet but she was losing control and started to eek out a few moans "uhhn" "oohhh" "uhhhnn fu...oh fu...fuck" "oh god no i can't be doing this bu...but oh jamal" "jamal your black penis uhhhn…yeahhhh…yeaAHH your big black penis… throb….throbbing uhhh UHHN UHNN in my pussy uhhnn” she started to scream louder and louder with ever new wave of pleasure.
Amanda was officially masturbating to black dicks. But she couldn’t quite reach the spot they had earlier that night with their obscenely large tools, so she made an accommodative manoeuvre in a desperate attempt to match what she had felt a few hours ago.
As she trembled with desire, she found the courage and balance to sit down in the shower. She sighed, looked up and rolled her eyes back, opening up her legs, exposing her throbbing vagina. She continued moving her right hand in and out of her fuck-hole which had by now started to leak a gooey substance. It was some of the cum left over from her fuck session earlier mixed with her own love juices. It had mixed with the collecting pool of water below her. As she looked down at this cocktail of black sperm and her own love juice, while continuously pounding herself, Amanda started to uncontrollably shudder and shiver and smile. Her legs automatically closed and opened as she started to orgasm.
Her tongue came out of her mouth as if she wanted one dick placed in her mouth while all of this was happening. "ww...wes...wesley oh....oh wes...you're big...uhhhnn...black........oh oh penis, place it on my uhhh...mouth" she could barely complete her sentence, thinking about Wesley who was one of the three animals, who had face fucked her for hours earlier that night.
She smiled, as flashes of Jamal pulling out and spraying cum all over her body while sucking her feet, started to appear. Strangely, her smiles then turned to whimpers and cries. Images of her and Omar started to flash across her mind, almost as both sides of her brain were competing.
She was so confused why she was experiencing so much joy and pain at the same time. “What is wrong with me” She whispered as the sound of her voice was drowned out by the now gushing shower.
Before today Amanda didn’t even know what an orgasm was. After today she had experienced more hardcore sex with virile black men than most women would dream of in America, in their lifetimes. A total shock to the system! Amanda mustered the courage to turn the shower off but sat back down on the shower floor. The tube light in this functional dorm room toilet didn’t hide anything. It showed Amanda in her full glory as she lay there. Her naturally slightly tanned skin, large breasts and nipples and beautiful feet. All of these had been 'had' and defiled by large black men earlier today. They never asked her. They just did what they wanted with her.
She had taken her hand out of her pussy by now which was glistening wet and looked at her fingers. She sucked her fingers one by one and while she did this, she started to massage her left breast. She remembered how it had lactated in a primal, biological response to her possibly becoming pregnant earlier that night, while they had inseminated her repeatedly. She started to squeeze at her nipple hard, but no milk came. Amanda almost slapped her breast and squeezed at the nipple in disgust and frustration saying “Hate this! How did this happen and why can’t I stop... I need to stop”. Amanda slowly passed out as she was so tired. The shower kept on running.
The Gifts
A few hours later she was awoken by a loud buzzer. It was the buzzer to her dorm room. Amanda was shocked as she got up, turned the shower off and ran through the door as she tied a towel around her body. She looked through the peephole and could see Jacinda there holding her bag and to her shock, Amandas phone!
Amanda quickly opened the door and said “Why do you have my phone?”
Jacinda responded almost nervously “well baby I would have given it to you earlier but something tells me you wanted to be left alone in the shower.”
Jacinda coyly winked indicating to Amanda that she had heard everything a few hours ago and knew that Amanda had not only been passed around last night, but was fantasising about it later and even jacking off to it.
Amanda’s anger increased “this is all YOUR fault, I…why is this happen….” She broke down in tears and as she did, Jacinda forced herself into the room taking Amandas arms and pushing her gently back towards her bed, while shutting the door behind them.
She said “Amanda you need to calm down. Last night happened because you wanted it. From the first time you laid eyes on Jamal he knew what you wanted and he just acted on that. Look at what you felt last night and the pleasure you gave him and his pack. Look at the pleasure you felt, wasn’t it worth it?”
Amanda was quiet. It dawned on her that Jacinda wasn’t totally wrong. Amanda had felt a slight primal urge the first time she had seen Jamal in the quad a few weeks ago. She hadn’t acted on it as she had Omar and loved him. But her biological response was more transparent and as he had groped her with his big strong hands, she temporarily had Omar jolted out of her mind.
While thinking all of this, Amanda’s gaze was lost as she stared down at Jacinda’s legs.
Jacinda said “Amanda you still with me girl? Honey this is all ok I know its new for you but the boys aren’t going to do anything with the videos they have..”
“Wait WHAT VIDEOS DO THEY HAVE? You do realise I am filing a complaint at the medical office and then heading STRAIGHT to the Dean right?” Amanda screamed.
Jacinda just smiled and said “You can. Or you can let it go and enjoy the week ahead and be true to yourself baby”. “Here I have a small gift of goodies or you, explore for yourself gurrl”.
Amanda immediately looked into the bag and saw a few X rated DVDs and a box. She rummaged further and found a few tablets in their satchets. She knew immediately from the brand that they were ‘morning after pills’. Without thinking twice she took a glass of water and chugged both down almost as if to make up for lost time, hoping two would do the trick. Jacinda had left by now. As Amanda drank the water she tilted her head back and had another flashback. This time of Wesley’s big black glistening cock feeding her his cum in her mouth last night. She had gagged on it a few times but he had used her throat juices to ram it down her throat even further. She almost coughed after this thought and gagged but the pills had safely made their way down her throat. Back to the bag she went and saw the titles of the DVDs, much to her shock.
As she casually browsed through them, she read “Black Cock Trainer 1” “Feeding her dark desires” “Shane Diesel Cuckold Diaries” “Blacked Compilations” “Wesley Pipes and Mandingos Adventures” “Gangland volume 12”. As she turned the DVD covers over, she could see other brunettes like her in compromised positions being gang fucked and cummed on. Amanda started to feel a tingling in her hands and legs as she studied these DVDs.
The morning sunlight was peering through her half open window by now and she could see other students making their way to their classes.
“I should be there..” she thought to herself but then she couldn’t help but look back at the “Shane Diesels Cuckold Diaries” DVD cover more intently.
She opened her mouth in shock thinking to herself how thick and veiny his curved cock was. It reminded her of Jamals tool that had ravished her against her will last night.
The tingling in her pussy grew and she immediately chided herself “get a grip Mandy…ooh no what’s that…”.
Amanda slowly looked down in disgust as her vagina had already created a transparent, moist cum stain on her white panties. This is almost as if her pussy was calling out to her. Amanda found herself helpless and needed to relieve the pressure that browsing DVDs of black pornstars, had caused in her groin area.
Frustratingly with a groan, she leaned on her bed for support and placed one of her knees on the bed while still standing with her other leg on the ground. The soles of her right foot were now exposed. She then slid her panties off with her right hand, guiding them down her leg, off her toes and put them in the same bag with the other cum covered clothes from last night. Her panties, so moist with her vaginal juices, left wet stains on her legs and feet in the process. With her right hand, she took the Shane Diesel DVD and turned it around only to see thumbnails of Shane unloading his virile sperm on other brunettes. All seemed to be in some sort of ecstasy with their breasts and faces glistening with a white gooey substance. All had similar builds to Amanda. Things were becoming clear to her.
Having no way to catch her vaginal juices, as Amanda had taken off her panties, she noticed a pool of jizz on the bed below her knee. She grinned slightly, almost acknowledging her waiting pussy. She rolled back her eyes in her head and tilted her head up as she thrust her entire left hand in her now glistening pussy. "Flop, flop, flop..."
With each thrust, as the frequency of thrusts increased she moaned “big….UHHn…black…oh yeah…dick” “uuuHN Ohh yeah blahhhk cocks….blah…black…c…cocks” as if the more she said it, the harder she came.
Drops of squirt started to spray around and one even went in her eye, causing her to squint. She managed to glance down periodically during this pleasure session at Shane’s big black veinous cock on the DVD cover.
“Shane....I want you and...UHnnn yeah....Jamal to train me to be your bla…..OHHN HUN OHHN…black cock slut. You're big…OHNN…pant…pant, black dicks in my pussy and in my ass…OOOHn UHHN yeah…I want to squirt so hard for you both. Spray your black sperm inside my vag....vagin...ohh... oOOh OOOHH UHHH AAAAAHHH YEAH YEAH YEAH”, she moaned and chanted.
Amanda before this would just use biological terms in describing male genitalia but now had started to adopt a more "hood" speak since last night. Amanda came hard on her bed with her feet shaking and legs too, as she collapsed face first on her bed, her legs hanging off of her bed, cum dripping now in a small pool below her pussy. Her collapse on the bed inadvertently exposed her ass high up in the air. She was panting trying to recover her breath. As she moved her legs down her bed, slowly sliding down, her face hovered over the pool of vaginal juices her pussy had left on the edge of the bed. She bent her head down slowly and let her tongue out. After taste testing her juices a few times, she started to swirl her tongue around her lips as she noticed how more turned on she was at this heinous act. She was on both knees now with her hands on her bed and face firmly planted in the pool of cum. She was licking it clean and moaning. After only wetness remained, she got up, turned around and sat down right there.
This is the second time since her ordeal that Amanda had successfully masturbated to more black dicks and virile black men.
A few days went by and Amanda remained in a state of confusion with conflicting emotions and feelings. Desire, anger, guilt and conflicting thoughts raced across her mind. She wondered if she had done the right thing to not file the complaint. She couldn't focus entirely during any of her electives and classes. Each time she would see a member of the college football team or basketball crew pass by on campus, she would nervously look down so as to avoid any biological responses. She had managed to reach Omar by email and let him know that she was awaiting her new iPhone as the other one had “water damage”. That was one way to put it.
Omar could feel something was off as she didn’t seem as keen anymore to communicate daily. What was originally calls back and forth two to three times a day to make up for the long distance between them, turned to emails once a day and at times she would not even respond to Omar’s professions of love and longing for an entire weekend. It wasn’t that Amanda didn’t want to make it work with Omar its just that she had been brutalised and sexualised in ways she couldn’t comprehend and her body had upgraded its need so to speak. Had she had sex since that night? No. Had she dreamt of it? Many times.
Over the weeks, she would regularly masturbate to that night and all the DVDs Jacinda had given her as she came to terms with her sexuality and her purpose, at-least temporarily, in life. She saw that black men gravitated towards women with bigger breasts and asses and she was built for their desire whether she liked it or not. What she had hidden because of her culture for her whole life, she saw now as assets and grew in confidence.
She had always loved rap music but now when she listened to it, it had a whole new meaning. Every time a black man would rap on YouTube or TikTok, she would fixate on his thick throbbing lips and imagine what it would feel like to get inseminated by him. She would wonder how he would smell and taste. Within weeks of the incident, Amanda had transformed into a black cock slut in the classical sense and she had yet to even have sex again. Meanwhile the tools Jacinda had given her were preparing her or atleast that is what she thought.
The box that Jacinda had given her in the bag of goodies remained unopened still. Amanda’s new phone had arrived and she immediately added some of her nearby college girl friends (she had managed to make two, both somewhat nerdy) to her contact list and of course her ******. She added Omar a few days later as she had found a new found comfort in keeping communications ongoing with him but via email. It was Friday evening and Omar called her. She picked up looking forward to speaking to him but there was a tension in the air.
He asked her relatively quickly “You seem distant since you went to college and I can’t help but think our love is fading?”
“It isn’t habibi” Amanda responded in part English and part Arabic dialect and tone. “There’s just alot going on and I need to get to know other people too so I have friends here for the next four years plus all the studying”.
He replied “Yes but what about us? We have plans and you know I have plans to come to this college too, don’t you want that?”.
There was a silence and Amanda then embarrassingly hurried to respond “No no uhh baby of course I want you here.”
The conversation went on for a while and while Amanda was giving largely canned answers her eye was on Jacinda’s box which she hadn’t yet opened.
“Omar baby khalas I am a little tired, shall we speak tomorrow?” She requested.
They ended the conversation and Amanda walked over to the box which was sitting on her dressing table lamp. She was bare feet and in shorts wearing just her bra. As she unboxed the item she was shocked. It was a thick, black venous dildo and had a charging cord which meant it vibrated. Her shock turned to amazement and she slightly squinted her eyes as she felt blood rushing to her lower body again. After her ordeal a few weeks ago, she was having such biological responses to anything resembling a rod. But since this one resembled Tyrone's curved monstrous veinous cock, her body wasted no time in getting her ready for what it thought was another pounding and insemination session. Vaginal juices usually start to flow in anticipation of larger objects that may need to be accommodated in order to ensure maximum chances of insemination. This is a little factoid she had googled over the last weeks as she desperately tried to understand why she would keep getting moist or wet in public every time she saw a black man.
To be continued.
"No sign of Jacinda?" she thought to herself.
Amanda undressed and threw her clothes into a plastic bag with the view to dispose of them quietly when no one was noticing. She was now naked again, except for her stilettos. She walked over to her in-dorm shower, reached down to her shoes, undid the straps around her ankles and noticed redness around where Jamal, Wesley and Tyrone and held her legs up as they gangfucked her earlier that night.
Her toes had gentle indentations and bite marks on them, reminding her of how Jamal was biting her toes without any care for her pain thresholds, during her ordeal. Amanda walked over, barefoot, to the shower. As the stream of water engulfed her body she felt a sense of warmth and peace. She was looking down at her feet and started to get flashbacks of Tyrone, Wesley, Jamal and the other men as they sucked her toes. She bit her lips in disgust each time she had these images forced upon her by her mind. She used the soap to lather herself and wash away both, her remnants and those of the men. After she was done with her breasts she gently guided her hand down her navel and on to her shaven vagina which was still red. She bent her neck down to peer over with some trepidation, hoping everything was biologically still intact down there. She gently pinched her labia and pussy walls to check if she was in pain down there. It was sore but nothing out of the ordinary so she pressed her two fingers deeper into her vagina and the moment she did that she had a flashback of Jamal and Tyrone’s black bodies slapping against hers as they fucked her earlier that night.
Instead of quickly changing her thoughts she started to delve deeper into what had transpired that night. This shower which should’ve lasted 5 minutes now was closing in on the 30 minute mark. She remembered how they had practically held her legs against her will up against her stomach and sucked on her toes, twisted her nipples and even made her lactate while they inseminated her in a wanton manner. While she was having these flashbacks, her eyes were closed and her mouth started to open. Amanda had naturally thick lips, similar to an african american woman. Her lips had a slight o-shape to them now with her toungue starting to lick the outer peripheries of both her lips. Her right hand's fingers were slowly probing in and out of her pussy as she replayed the event in her mind. All of this, against the backdrop of tranquility as the water droplets fiercely fell on the white, tiled floor of her toilet.
Her pussy had become very red again almost as if to chide her "enough is enough for tonight".
The pools of water collected around her feet but she was losing control and started to eek out a few moans "uhhn" "oohhh" "uhhhnn fu...oh fu...fuck" "oh god no i can't be doing this bu...but oh jamal" "jamal your black penis uhhhn…yeahhhh…yeaAHH your big black penis… throb….throbbing uhhh UHHN UHNN in my pussy uhhnn” she started to scream louder and louder with ever new wave of pleasure.
Amanda was officially masturbating to black dicks. But she couldn’t quite reach the spot they had earlier that night with their obscenely large tools, so she made an accommodative manoeuvre in a desperate attempt to match what she had felt a few hours ago.
As she trembled with desire, she found the courage and balance to sit down in the shower. She sighed, looked up and rolled her eyes back, opening up her legs, exposing her throbbing vagina. She continued moving her right hand in and out of her fuck-hole which had by now started to leak a gooey substance. It was some of the cum left over from her fuck session earlier mixed with her own love juices. It had mixed with the collecting pool of water below her. As she looked down at this cocktail of black sperm and her own love juice, while continuously pounding herself, Amanda started to uncontrollably shudder and shiver and smile. Her legs automatically closed and opened as she started to orgasm.
Her tongue came out of her mouth as if she wanted one dick placed in her mouth while all of this was happening. "ww...wes...wesley oh....oh wes...you're big...uhhhnn...black........oh oh penis, place it on my uhhh...mouth" she could barely complete her sentence, thinking about Wesley who was one of the three animals, who had face fucked her for hours earlier that night.
She smiled, as flashes of Jamal pulling out and spraying cum all over her body while sucking her feet, started to appear. Strangely, her smiles then turned to whimpers and cries. Images of her and Omar started to flash across her mind, almost as both sides of her brain were competing.
She was so confused why she was experiencing so much joy and pain at the same time. “What is wrong with me” She whispered as the sound of her voice was drowned out by the now gushing shower.
Before today Amanda didn’t even know what an orgasm was. After today she had experienced more hardcore sex with virile black men than most women would dream of in America, in their lifetimes. A total shock to the system! Amanda mustered the courage to turn the shower off but sat back down on the shower floor. The tube light in this functional dorm room toilet didn’t hide anything. It showed Amanda in her full glory as she lay there. Her naturally slightly tanned skin, large breasts and nipples and beautiful feet. All of these had been 'had' and defiled by large black men earlier today. They never asked her. They just did what they wanted with her.
She had taken her hand out of her pussy by now which was glistening wet and looked at her fingers. She sucked her fingers one by one and while she did this, she started to massage her left breast. She remembered how it had lactated in a primal, biological response to her possibly becoming pregnant earlier that night, while they had inseminated her repeatedly. She started to squeeze at her nipple hard, but no milk came. Amanda almost slapped her breast and squeezed at the nipple in disgust and frustration saying “Hate this! How did this happen and why can’t I stop... I need to stop”. Amanda slowly passed out as she was so tired. The shower kept on running.
The Gifts
A few hours later she was awoken by a loud buzzer. It was the buzzer to her dorm room. Amanda was shocked as she got up, turned the shower off and ran through the door as she tied a towel around her body. She looked through the peephole and could see Jacinda there holding her bag and to her shock, Amandas phone!
Amanda quickly opened the door and said “Why do you have my phone?”
Jacinda responded almost nervously “well baby I would have given it to you earlier but something tells me you wanted to be left alone in the shower.”
Jacinda coyly winked indicating to Amanda that she had heard everything a few hours ago and knew that Amanda had not only been passed around last night, but was fantasising about it later and even jacking off to it.
Amanda’s anger increased “this is all YOUR fault, I…why is this happen….” She broke down in tears and as she did, Jacinda forced herself into the room taking Amandas arms and pushing her gently back towards her bed, while shutting the door behind them.
She said “Amanda you need to calm down. Last night happened because you wanted it. From the first time you laid eyes on Jamal he knew what you wanted and he just acted on that. Look at what you felt last night and the pleasure you gave him and his pack. Look at the pleasure you felt, wasn’t it worth it?”
Amanda was quiet. It dawned on her that Jacinda wasn’t totally wrong. Amanda had felt a slight primal urge the first time she had seen Jamal in the quad a few weeks ago. She hadn’t acted on it as she had Omar and loved him. But her biological response was more transparent and as he had groped her with his big strong hands, she temporarily had Omar jolted out of her mind.
While thinking all of this, Amanda’s gaze was lost as she stared down at Jacinda’s legs.
Jacinda said “Amanda you still with me girl? Honey this is all ok I know its new for you but the boys aren’t going to do anything with the videos they have..”
“Wait WHAT VIDEOS DO THEY HAVE? You do realise I am filing a complaint at the medical office and then heading STRAIGHT to the Dean right?” Amanda screamed.
Jacinda just smiled and said “You can. Or you can let it go and enjoy the week ahead and be true to yourself baby”. “Here I have a small gift of goodies or you, explore for yourself gurrl”.
Amanda immediately looked into the bag and saw a few X rated DVDs and a box. She rummaged further and found a few tablets in their satchets. She knew immediately from the brand that they were ‘morning after pills’. Without thinking twice she took a glass of water and chugged both down almost as if to make up for lost time, hoping two would do the trick. Jacinda had left by now. As Amanda drank the water she tilted her head back and had another flashback. This time of Wesley’s big black glistening cock feeding her his cum in her mouth last night. She had gagged on it a few times but he had used her throat juices to ram it down her throat even further. She almost coughed after this thought and gagged but the pills had safely made their way down her throat. Back to the bag she went and saw the titles of the DVDs, much to her shock.
As she casually browsed through them, she read “Black Cock Trainer 1” “Feeding her dark desires” “Shane Diesel Cuckold Diaries” “Blacked Compilations” “Wesley Pipes and Mandingos Adventures” “Gangland volume 12”. As she turned the DVD covers over, she could see other brunettes like her in compromised positions being gang fucked and cummed on. Amanda started to feel a tingling in her hands and legs as she studied these DVDs.
The morning sunlight was peering through her half open window by now and she could see other students making their way to their classes.
“I should be there..” she thought to herself but then she couldn’t help but look back at the “Shane Diesels Cuckold Diaries” DVD cover more intently.
She opened her mouth in shock thinking to herself how thick and veiny his curved cock was. It reminded her of Jamals tool that had ravished her against her will last night.
The tingling in her pussy grew and she immediately chided herself “get a grip Mandy…ooh no what’s that…”.
Amanda slowly looked down in disgust as her vagina had already created a transparent, moist cum stain on her white panties. This is almost as if her pussy was calling out to her. Amanda found herself helpless and needed to relieve the pressure that browsing DVDs of black pornstars, had caused in her groin area.
Frustratingly with a groan, she leaned on her bed for support and placed one of her knees on the bed while still standing with her other leg on the ground. The soles of her right foot were now exposed. She then slid her panties off with her right hand, guiding them down her leg, off her toes and put them in the same bag with the other cum covered clothes from last night. Her panties, so moist with her vaginal juices, left wet stains on her legs and feet in the process. With her right hand, she took the Shane Diesel DVD and turned it around only to see thumbnails of Shane unloading his virile sperm on other brunettes. All seemed to be in some sort of ecstasy with their breasts and faces glistening with a white gooey substance. All had similar builds to Amanda. Things were becoming clear to her.
Having no way to catch her vaginal juices, as Amanda had taken off her panties, she noticed a pool of jizz on the bed below her knee. She grinned slightly, almost acknowledging her waiting pussy. She rolled back her eyes in her head and tilted her head up as she thrust her entire left hand in her now glistening pussy. "Flop, flop, flop..."
With each thrust, as the frequency of thrusts increased she moaned “big….UHHn…black…oh yeah…dick” “uuuHN Ohh yeah blahhhk cocks….blah…black…c…cocks” as if the more she said it, the harder she came.
Drops of squirt started to spray around and one even went in her eye, causing her to squint. She managed to glance down periodically during this pleasure session at Shane’s big black veinous cock on the DVD cover.
“Shane....I want you and...UHnnn yeah....Jamal to train me to be your bla…..OHHN HUN OHHN…black cock slut. You're big…OHNN…pant…pant, black dicks in my pussy and in my ass…OOOHn UHHN yeah…I want to squirt so hard for you both. Spray your black sperm inside my vag....vagin...ohh... oOOh OOOHH UHHH AAAAAHHH YEAH YEAH YEAH”, she moaned and chanted.
Amanda before this would just use biological terms in describing male genitalia but now had started to adopt a more "hood" speak since last night. Amanda came hard on her bed with her feet shaking and legs too, as she collapsed face first on her bed, her legs hanging off of her bed, cum dripping now in a small pool below her pussy. Her collapse on the bed inadvertently exposed her ass high up in the air. She was panting trying to recover her breath. As she moved her legs down her bed, slowly sliding down, her face hovered over the pool of vaginal juices her pussy had left on the edge of the bed. She bent her head down slowly and let her tongue out. After taste testing her juices a few times, she started to swirl her tongue around her lips as she noticed how more turned on she was at this heinous act. She was on both knees now with her hands on her bed and face firmly planted in the pool of cum. She was licking it clean and moaning. After only wetness remained, she got up, turned around and sat down right there.
This is the second time since her ordeal that Amanda had successfully masturbated to more black dicks and virile black men.
A few days went by and Amanda remained in a state of confusion with conflicting emotions and feelings. Desire, anger, guilt and conflicting thoughts raced across her mind. She wondered if she had done the right thing to not file the complaint. She couldn't focus entirely during any of her electives and classes. Each time she would see a member of the college football team or basketball crew pass by on campus, she would nervously look down so as to avoid any biological responses. She had managed to reach Omar by email and let him know that she was awaiting her new iPhone as the other one had “water damage”. That was one way to put it.
Omar could feel something was off as she didn’t seem as keen anymore to communicate daily. What was originally calls back and forth two to three times a day to make up for the long distance between them, turned to emails once a day and at times she would not even respond to Omar’s professions of love and longing for an entire weekend. It wasn’t that Amanda didn’t want to make it work with Omar its just that she had been brutalised and sexualised in ways she couldn’t comprehend and her body had upgraded its need so to speak. Had she had sex since that night? No. Had she dreamt of it? Many times.
Over the weeks, she would regularly masturbate to that night and all the DVDs Jacinda had given her as she came to terms with her sexuality and her purpose, at-least temporarily, in life. She saw that black men gravitated towards women with bigger breasts and asses and she was built for their desire whether she liked it or not. What she had hidden because of her culture for her whole life, she saw now as assets and grew in confidence.
She had always loved rap music but now when she listened to it, it had a whole new meaning. Every time a black man would rap on YouTube or TikTok, she would fixate on his thick throbbing lips and imagine what it would feel like to get inseminated by him. She would wonder how he would smell and taste. Within weeks of the incident, Amanda had transformed into a black cock slut in the classical sense and she had yet to even have sex again. Meanwhile the tools Jacinda had given her were preparing her or atleast that is what she thought.
The box that Jacinda had given her in the bag of goodies remained unopened still. Amanda’s new phone had arrived and she immediately added some of her nearby college girl friends (she had managed to make two, both somewhat nerdy) to her contact list and of course her ******. She added Omar a few days later as she had found a new found comfort in keeping communications ongoing with him but via email. It was Friday evening and Omar called her. She picked up looking forward to speaking to him but there was a tension in the air.
He asked her relatively quickly “You seem distant since you went to college and I can’t help but think our love is fading?”
“It isn’t habibi” Amanda responded in part English and part Arabic dialect and tone. “There’s just alot going on and I need to get to know other people too so I have friends here for the next four years plus all the studying”.
He replied “Yes but what about us? We have plans and you know I have plans to come to this college too, don’t you want that?”.
There was a silence and Amanda then embarrassingly hurried to respond “No no uhh baby of course I want you here.”
The conversation went on for a while and while Amanda was giving largely canned answers her eye was on Jacinda’s box which she hadn’t yet opened.
“Omar baby khalas I am a little tired, shall we speak tomorrow?” She requested.
They ended the conversation and Amanda walked over to the box which was sitting on her dressing table lamp. She was bare feet and in shorts wearing just her bra. As she unboxed the item she was shocked. It was a thick, black venous dildo and had a charging cord which meant it vibrated. Her shock turned to amazement and she slightly squinted her eyes as she felt blood rushing to her lower body again. After her ordeal a few weeks ago, she was having such biological responses to anything resembling a rod. But since this one resembled Tyrone's curved monstrous veinous cock, her body wasted no time in getting her ready for what it thought was another pounding and insemination session. Vaginal juices usually start to flow in anticipation of larger objects that may need to be accommodated in order to ensure maximum chances of insemination. This is a little factoid she had googled over the last weeks as she desperately tried to understand why she would keep getting moist or wet in public every time she saw a black man.
To be continued.
Ch. 03 Jamal's Warning
After she gave the dildo an hour-long charge, she dimmed the lights in her room and squeezed on the black cock dildo. Her hands could barely fit around its circumference, but it was made out of malleable rubber and slightly curved, so she eventually got her hands around it. She had managed to, after all, fit Jamal's thick cock in her hands. As she did this, she bit her lips and licked her lower lip with her tongue, knowing what lay ahead. She slowly knelt on the floor, slowly exposing her glistening pussy, which was, needless to say, by now very wet. Amanda leaned over to her iPhone and turned on the latest hip-hop playlist on her iPhone. She balanced the dildo so the thick bulb was facing her as she gently squatted around it and started to lower herself atop it. She could see her pussydrops falling on the black cock’s tip, and that made her lick her lips and gently smile nervously.
She then squatted deeper, taking around half of the 11 inches of the dildo, and moaned, "Ohhhhhn, fuck khalas, ohhnnn.”
As she started to squat up and down on it, slowly lining the black cock with her pussy juices, the juices started to collect on the carpet.
Her breasts started to dance "flop flop, flap, slap," and Amanda started to hurl out expletives spliced with moans, "fuck, uhn, fuck, Ohn, OHN, fuck, Uh, uhh, UHNN, no!"
Without wasting any time, she grabbed the dildo hastily, laid on her back, put her feet in the air, one on top of the other (to mimic the position she had been gangfucked in weeks ago), and with a strong retractive force holding the dildo with both hands, she drove herself.
She screamed, “Oh my god, my god, what the fuck? So this is what black men do, oh wow, uhhh, UHNN”.
She suddenly felt a pang of pain and got shocked, so she pulled the dildo out immediately. She noticed how the tip of the penis head had her ooze and jizz all over it. It was dripping a gooey substance on her pussycat.
Amanda was grinning at the sight of this, but the pain continued, so she got alarmed and stood up.
She wondered, “I probably hit what they call the G spot, oh god.”.
She found a small switch at the base of the dildo. It was white-colored, and it was set to 0. She slid it to 1, and it started to throb. The penis head in particular was animatronically built to throb in and out in a piston fashion. She starred at it and immediately got flashbacks of Tyrone, Wesley, and Jamal’s piston fucking her pussy against her will. Lost in her gaze and smiling cheekily, she recalled the sensations and events that changed her life a few weeks ago. She now wanted the real thing so badly again. While standing, as if not to waste any more time, Amanda stuck the pulsating black dildo back inside her vagina and fucked it for another thirty minutes, creating a massive puddle of squirt and jazz on the dorm room carpet. She came in wave after wave of orgasms. Her legs would shake while being held up by a chair she had placed them on, gently training her abdominal muscles. As she would come, she would see her abs strain and her nipples harden. Her butt would shake each time she would orgasm, as if she were twerking involuntarily. The mere sight of this would have probably gotten black men very aroused, resulting in unforeseen consequences for her. She collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily. The dildo was still on, pulsating and vibrating on the carpet next to her.
Unable to get up fully when she was done, she lay back down and looked towards the door, which, to her surprise, she had forgotten to close. It opened slightly, and to Amanda's shock, she could see an eye peering at her through the crack in the open door. Her adrenaline filled, and she stood up in a lurch! She felt it could've been Jacinda, but to her shock, none other than Jamal rushed in, shutting the door behind him.
Amanda screamed, “Why are you here? Do you want to **** me against my will, you bastard!?”
He said, “If I ***** you, why didn’t you file a complaint with the dean? I’m here because your vagina called for me, and besides, I've yet to taste your ass. I don’t want to share next time.”
He moved closer to Amanda, towering over her and looking around. He noticed the black dildo in the distance, still vibrating. He glanced back at Amanda, who was now visibly embarrassed. Before he could say what she knew he was going to say, she leaned over and touched his arms, conceding
“I want both you and Tyrone to break me my ass." “I can’t deny my physiological responses to strong black men, especially the ones that take control of me.”
Jamal asked, “Are you a slut for black dick?”
Amanda was silent and looked down in embarrassment. Then she slowly moved her gaze at his pants, noticing an obvious bulge, and then slowly to his eyes. “I want to ride that big black dick until it makes me squirt. Then I want to suck the semen out of you until you are dry.” Amanda said it in her sexy, deeper-than-usual voice. “Does that answer your question?”
She bit her lower lip. Jamal said nothing, turned around, took her phone, and put his number in hers. “I’ll call you soon; you better work that pussy in the mean time so you’re ready for what awaits,” he said in an authoritative voice as he starred down at her standing before him, with her arms by her side.
She kept on staring at him intently while now gently caressing her labia. Her wide, curvaceous hips weren't lost on Jamal, coupled with her large, bulbous breasts with nipples hard and one foot standing on her toes with the other down. Her pussycat was pulsating and warm to her touch. It was red from the masturbation session earlier. It was still wet, and he could see this. Her gaze hadn’t left his eyes, as if she were petrified, but she was turned on by his dominant presence and what he had done to her weeks ago. To her surprise, he reached out and took Amanda by the neck. She gasped, and her eyes widened. Her hands clasped on to his left hand, holding her neck.
"Was he going to **** me right here?" she thought in fear.
Her partial smile turned to a stoic look as she let out a moan. He coldly made her feel uneasy, but she felt helpless because of his physicality. As he continued to hold on to her with his left hand, he lowered his right hand and unzipped his jeans. Immediately, his large black cock poured out as if gasping for air.
Amanda winched as he tore her hand off of his left arm and forced her to grab a hold of his penis. Confused but aroused, she said, “Wha... What do you want me to do?”
He now started to choke her neck with her left hand, and she instinctively started to stroke his now very erect black dick, hoping this was what he wanted.
“That’s right, you black cock slut. Jack me off here.” He said it in a deep, baritone voice.
She struggled to find balance as he was holding her up from her neck, and her toes were flopping around, barely able to touch the carpet below her.
He continued choking her, “Guck, guck, uahghh..guck.”.
She continued to stroke his giant member back and forth. Enjoying it more now, she increased her pace and started to tug at his big black cock, which she could barely fit in her tiny, petite hand. This continued for a few minutes, at which point his hips started to shake and he started to grunt. She knew what was about to happen, so she instinctively gestured to the floor, wanting to kneel down and swallow his warm load. He didn’t let her, and she looked at him with a sense of panic. He instead ejaculated all over her feminine hands and arms and let go of her neck simultaneously.
"Ohhhnnnn, my god... Jamal ohnnn….wow..wow, you’re all over me,” she smiled and claimed nervously as she caught her breath.
“Now stick your hand with my semen in it into your vagina. Train your womb for my seed, Amanda. Next time, we will continue.”
He zipped his jeans up and left, slamming the door behind him.
"Oh wow," she muttered to herself.
She looked down at her right hand, which had stroked him off. It was covered in a warm, slimy, and sticky substance. His sperm had started to streak down her finger tips and was dripping on the carpet below her feet. She put her fingers in her mouth and started to lick them one by one. She gestured her head upward, and her eyes rolled back in her head. She was very aroused by his manly juice. She lay down on her back and brought her legs close to her stomach, collecting her feet together with her left hand. This was a similar position that Tyrone, Jamal, and Wesley had ***** her in a few nights ago. She then started to thrust her cum-covered right hand and arm into her now very accommodating pussycat.
“WHAP WHAP WHAP FROSH SLAP WHAP," Amanda violently masturbated herself.
“Oh…WHAP…ohn..FRAP…no…ohnn…WHAP WHAP…OH god im going to cum hard on his big…black…ohn god” she chanted and screamed, her legs now crossed over each other, feet shaking and pussy farting relentlessly. She pulled her now very elastic and purple-colored labia up and started to tug at it as she continued to cum. She flipped over, convulsing with her ass and hips now thrusting against the wet carpet under her. She was a total mess.
Once she was finished, she got up and, along the way to the sink, picked up the dildo, which had stopped vibrating, indicating it had run out of battery. As she frantically tried to clean up the mess left behind her on the carpet, she wondered what Jamal had meant earlier when he said he didn’t like to share. Her phone buzzed. She thought it must’ve been Jamal who had left his number on her phone. As she walked towards her phone, she instead saw an SMS from Omar.
It read something along the lines of "baby, good news, I will be coming to...”.
Emotionless, she swiped right to read the whole text message, and it read that Omar would be paying her a surprise visit for a week in college. She had mixed emotions. On one hand, she did want to keep things going with Omar, as she had rationalized her addiction to strong black men as a phase and knew she wouldn’t end up with a black guy long-term, let alone dating one. On the other hand, Omar was her height, around 5 feet 8 inches, and small in stature. Jamal and Tyrone wouldn’t have even noticed him in a brightly lit room. While she had never seen Omar’s penis, he did say often that size didn’t matter, almost as if trying to prepare her to expect the worst. While Omar was sweet, he didn’t invoke any primal responses in Amanda anymore. Previously, she didn't know what such responses were. As a biology student, she had wisened up and, against her will, received significant sexual training recently too. Her body needed more than Omar's. Although she had gotten aroused while kissing him at times, her pussycat and vaginal walls never pulsated at the sight of another man like they did in the presence of black men.
She wrote back, “Great hun, I can’t wait to see you!” and switched her phone off, calling it an evening.
To be continued.
She then squatted deeper, taking around half of the 11 inches of the dildo, and moaned, "Ohhhhhn, fuck khalas, ohhnnn.”
As she started to squat up and down on it, slowly lining the black cock with her pussy juices, the juices started to collect on the carpet.
Her breasts started to dance "flop flop, flap, slap," and Amanda started to hurl out expletives spliced with moans, "fuck, uhn, fuck, Ohn, OHN, fuck, Uh, uhh, UHNN, no!"
Without wasting any time, she grabbed the dildo hastily, laid on her back, put her feet in the air, one on top of the other (to mimic the position she had been gangfucked in weeks ago), and with a strong retractive force holding the dildo with both hands, she drove herself.
She screamed, “Oh my god, my god, what the fuck? So this is what black men do, oh wow, uhhh, UHNN”.
She suddenly felt a pang of pain and got shocked, so she pulled the dildo out immediately. She noticed how the tip of the penis head had her ooze and jizz all over it. It was dripping a gooey substance on her pussycat.
Amanda was grinning at the sight of this, but the pain continued, so she got alarmed and stood up.
She wondered, “I probably hit what they call the G spot, oh god.”.
She found a small switch at the base of the dildo. It was white-colored, and it was set to 0. She slid it to 1, and it started to throb. The penis head in particular was animatronically built to throb in and out in a piston fashion. She starred at it and immediately got flashbacks of Tyrone, Wesley, and Jamal’s piston fucking her pussy against her will. Lost in her gaze and smiling cheekily, she recalled the sensations and events that changed her life a few weeks ago. She now wanted the real thing so badly again. While standing, as if not to waste any more time, Amanda stuck the pulsating black dildo back inside her vagina and fucked it for another thirty minutes, creating a massive puddle of squirt and jazz on the dorm room carpet. She came in wave after wave of orgasms. Her legs would shake while being held up by a chair she had placed them on, gently training her abdominal muscles. As she would come, she would see her abs strain and her nipples harden. Her butt would shake each time she would orgasm, as if she were twerking involuntarily. The mere sight of this would have probably gotten black men very aroused, resulting in unforeseen consequences for her. She collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily. The dildo was still on, pulsating and vibrating on the carpet next to her.
Unable to get up fully when she was done, she lay back down and looked towards the door, which, to her surprise, she had forgotten to close. It opened slightly, and to Amanda's shock, she could see an eye peering at her through the crack in the open door. Her adrenaline filled, and she stood up in a lurch! She felt it could've been Jacinda, but to her shock, none other than Jamal rushed in, shutting the door behind him.
Amanda screamed, “Why are you here? Do you want to **** me against my will, you bastard!?”
He said, “If I ***** you, why didn’t you file a complaint with the dean? I’m here because your vagina called for me, and besides, I've yet to taste your ass. I don’t want to share next time.”
He moved closer to Amanda, towering over her and looking around. He noticed the black dildo in the distance, still vibrating. He glanced back at Amanda, who was now visibly embarrassed. Before he could say what she knew he was going to say, she leaned over and touched his arms, conceding
“I want both you and Tyrone to break me my ass." “I can’t deny my physiological responses to strong black men, especially the ones that take control of me.”
Jamal asked, “Are you a slut for black dick?”
Amanda was silent and looked down in embarrassment. Then she slowly moved her gaze at his pants, noticing an obvious bulge, and then slowly to his eyes. “I want to ride that big black dick until it makes me squirt. Then I want to suck the semen out of you until you are dry.” Amanda said it in her sexy, deeper-than-usual voice. “Does that answer your question?”
She bit her lower lip. Jamal said nothing, turned around, took her phone, and put his number in hers. “I’ll call you soon; you better work that pussy in the mean time so you’re ready for what awaits,” he said in an authoritative voice as he starred down at her standing before him, with her arms by her side.
She kept on staring at him intently while now gently caressing her labia. Her wide, curvaceous hips weren't lost on Jamal, coupled with her large, bulbous breasts with nipples hard and one foot standing on her toes with the other down. Her pussycat was pulsating and warm to her touch. It was red from the masturbation session earlier. It was still wet, and he could see this. Her gaze hadn’t left his eyes, as if she were petrified, but she was turned on by his dominant presence and what he had done to her weeks ago. To her surprise, he reached out and took Amanda by the neck. She gasped, and her eyes widened. Her hands clasped on to his left hand, holding her neck.
"Was he going to **** me right here?" she thought in fear.
Her partial smile turned to a stoic look as she let out a moan. He coldly made her feel uneasy, but she felt helpless because of his physicality. As he continued to hold on to her with his left hand, he lowered his right hand and unzipped his jeans. Immediately, his large black cock poured out as if gasping for air.
Amanda winched as he tore her hand off of his left arm and forced her to grab a hold of his penis. Confused but aroused, she said, “Wha... What do you want me to do?”
He now started to choke her neck with her left hand, and she instinctively started to stroke his now very erect black dick, hoping this was what he wanted.
“That’s right, you black cock slut. Jack me off here.” He said it in a deep, baritone voice.
She struggled to find balance as he was holding her up from her neck, and her toes were flopping around, barely able to touch the carpet below her.
He continued choking her, “Guck, guck, uahghh..guck.”.
She continued to stroke his giant member back and forth. Enjoying it more now, she increased her pace and started to tug at his big black cock, which she could barely fit in her tiny, petite hand. This continued for a few minutes, at which point his hips started to shake and he started to grunt. She knew what was about to happen, so she instinctively gestured to the floor, wanting to kneel down and swallow his warm load. He didn’t let her, and she looked at him with a sense of panic. He instead ejaculated all over her feminine hands and arms and let go of her neck simultaneously.
"Ohhhnnnn, my god... Jamal ohnnn….wow..wow, you’re all over me,” she smiled and claimed nervously as she caught her breath.
“Now stick your hand with my semen in it into your vagina. Train your womb for my seed, Amanda. Next time, we will continue.”
He zipped his jeans up and left, slamming the door behind him.
"Oh wow," she muttered to herself.
She looked down at her right hand, which had stroked him off. It was covered in a warm, slimy, and sticky substance. His sperm had started to streak down her finger tips and was dripping on the carpet below her feet. She put her fingers in her mouth and started to lick them one by one. She gestured her head upward, and her eyes rolled back in her head. She was very aroused by his manly juice. She lay down on her back and brought her legs close to her stomach, collecting her feet together with her left hand. This was a similar position that Tyrone, Jamal, and Wesley had ***** her in a few nights ago. She then started to thrust her cum-covered right hand and arm into her now very accommodating pussycat.
“WHAP WHAP WHAP FROSH SLAP WHAP," Amanda violently masturbated herself.
“Oh…WHAP…ohn..FRAP…no…ohnn…WHAP WHAP…OH god im going to cum hard on his big…black…ohn god” she chanted and screamed, her legs now crossed over each other, feet shaking and pussy farting relentlessly. She pulled her now very elastic and purple-colored labia up and started to tug at it as she continued to cum. She flipped over, convulsing with her ass and hips now thrusting against the wet carpet under her. She was a total mess.
Once she was finished, she got up and, along the way to the sink, picked up the dildo, which had stopped vibrating, indicating it had run out of battery. As she frantically tried to clean up the mess left behind her on the carpet, she wondered what Jamal had meant earlier when he said he didn’t like to share. Her phone buzzed. She thought it must’ve been Jamal who had left his number on her phone. As she walked towards her phone, she instead saw an SMS from Omar.
It read something along the lines of "baby, good news, I will be coming to...”.
Emotionless, she swiped right to read the whole text message, and it read that Omar would be paying her a surprise visit for a week in college. She had mixed emotions. On one hand, she did want to keep things going with Omar, as she had rationalized her addiction to strong black men as a phase and knew she wouldn’t end up with a black guy long-term, let alone dating one. On the other hand, Omar was her height, around 5 feet 8 inches, and small in stature. Jamal and Tyrone wouldn’t have even noticed him in a brightly lit room. While she had never seen Omar’s penis, he did say often that size didn’t matter, almost as if trying to prepare her to expect the worst. While Omar was sweet, he didn’t invoke any primal responses in Amanda anymore. Previously, she didn't know what such responses were. As a biology student, she had wisened up and, against her will, received significant sexual training recently too. Her body needed more than Omar's. Although she had gotten aroused while kissing him at times, her pussycat and vaginal walls never pulsated at the sight of another man like they did in the presence of black men.
She wrote back, “Great hun, I can’t wait to see you!” and switched her phone off, calling it an evening.
To be continued.
Ch .04 Omar's Visit
Omars Visit
Omar didn’t drive so Amanda had driven a few hours to pick Omar up from Logan international airport in Boston. On the ride back she was holding his hand and he was reminding her how much he loves her and how happy he is to see her. She was uncomfortable in being insincere so assured him she still cared and told him that she saw a future together once college was over. He knew something was not right but didn’t want to come across as too needy and start off the week long holiday with her on a bad note. As she drove, she put on her favourite playlist which was of some pretty abusive and expletive rap.
Omar looked at her with a smile saying “Amanda wow you like this music?”
“Habibi you seemed surprised, I always liked rap haha. The bass is what I love.” She responded.
“Ah so not the black gangsters in it then?” Omar teased.
Amanda laughed nervously and immediately clenched her thighs. Omar noticed this strange response. Amanda glanced over at Omar from the corner of her eye to make sure he wasn’t suspicious of anything. Merely mentioning “black gangsters” and the rap music glaring in the background had gotten Amanda to start reminiscing again about some DVDs she was consuming recently and her legs shuddered so she closed them. It had been almost two weeks since Tyrone’s surprise visit and he hadn’t called her since. This was on Amanda’s mind.
“When we get to my room do you want to unwind at the quad? It’s a local cafeteria where we all can chill and catchup baby?” Amanda asked Omar.
“Well I was hoping we could discuss a few things in private but why not!” Omar responded somewhat disappointed.
It was a hot day in May and Amanda was wearing a tank top, with shorts and flip flops. Omar had seen her in a bikini now and again when they both went swimming with their high school class back home but to see her sweating in this hot day in these clothes, he immediately felt a sense of urgency to get her inside, as they approached campus. He ushered her along after they got out of her car as if protecting her from prying eyes. Amanda was wearing large sunglasses and was looking around to see if any of the animals that had defiled here were there. She as desperately hoping they were not as it would be too embarrassing for her if they did anything to hurt Omar or her relationship with her. Although her bodily functions and needs had changed rapidly, she still saw a long term future where this phase would pass and she would want a stable loving, loyal arabic husband. As they got in the elevator, it was just Amanda and Omar but it stopped at the next floor up and a 6ft 7 tall man walked in holding a broom. He was not athletic but was very tall and had Jamaican dreads with a visible pot belly. He was wearing a wife beater.
He didn’t notice Omar but when he walked in he immediately looked at Amanda’s feet and slowly moved his gaze up her legs and could see one or two strands of sweat, reminding everyone of how hot a day it was outside. He tried to meet her at eye level but Amanda was looking down at her own feet. Omar did take notice of the awkward situation. The lift stopped again at the fourth floor and two sorority girls got in, dressed ready to go for cheerleading practice. The lift was now full but to accommodate, the large black man to move backwards and he had done so violating Amanda’s private space. His hips which reached about to her chest height and she was slightly pressed against the mirror in the lift with Omar to her right.
She looked at Omar and said “we’re on the 7th floor, you okay baby?”
He nodded “Yeah all good.”
Amanda nipples were grazing or rather getting grazed against the man’s hips and she thought to herself “The nerve of this man”. The man turned around to face Amanda but looked at himself in the mirror with Amanda comfortably a head shorter than him, still looking down and glancing at Omar occasionally. As the lift continued its journey upward the man moved closer to Amanda so his shorts would be touching her chest and breasts. It was clear he was sexually aroused by Amanda’s voluptuous body and by now Amanda knew that she was probably going to attract most black men even if she wanted to or not.
As the floor reached the 6th floor, a bulge had started to protrude somewhat from the mans shorts and it was touching Amanda’s left breast. Omar was on her right and couldn’t see this but Amanda could feel the pulsating nature of this black mans dick rubbing against her tank top and left breast. Her nipples became immediately hard as she couldn’t hold back her primal urges. Immediately she started to feel a tingling and moistening of her vagina and fidgeted her legs nervously, glancing over Omar to check if he had noticed. Omar hadn’t. The man was now starring at Amanda’s face from above and could see through her breasts. She was looking down at her feet intently to avoid any awkward meeting of eyes but took a pause to look up and her eyes met his. Her heart started to race as their eyes were fixated for those brief seconds. As the doors opened the man left and looked back at Amanda making sure their eyes met again. Just as Amanda and Tyrones eyes had met at the party the night she was blacked. Amanda this time starred a little too long at him and forgot Omar was in the lift. She starred the black man down as he walked away. The other girls were starring at him too, giggling.
Omar noticed Amanda starring at the black man and when they got into their room he immediately cross questioned her “Why were you starring at that guy for so long?”
“What are you talking about? And what is with that tone?” Amanda shouted.
He retorted “You listen to rap music, you were ogling that black man, what is going on with you?”
He shouted. “I can’t believe you are accusing me of this. Where did you want me to look, at the other girls? He was in my line of sight, I was not looking at him I was looking out the left corridor habibi!” Amanda said.
She headed over to her bathroom and slammed the bathroom door shut, breaking down in tears. She as ashamed at herself that she wasn’t the least bit interested in the man she wanted to once marry and spend the rest of her life with and also because she was lusting over random black large men wanting to be inseminated at every turn and corner. She had her phone with her and as she was sitting down and peeing, she got a text message from a mobile telephone number that wasn’t in her contact list.
Omar shouted from outside the bathroom “So you’re not going to discuss this Amanda? Going away and crying in a corner, how can we ever grow as a couple if you barely talk to me.”
Amanda was quiet, sobbing slightly and swiped right to read the message. “Amanda, I got your number from Tyrone. We didn’t formally meet but I just saw you in the elevator. You are my type if you know what I mean. Respond if you understand.” The message tersely read. Amanda typed “Are you stalking me? I could report you. STOP” “I’m going to be coming to your room tonight and will be taking you to my janitors quarters. I will be fucking you all night and in all of your holes starting with your mouth, the vagina and finally your ass, which I hear is still a virgin. You have pretty feet so they will be my entree. I will suck your toes till you cum and you will be coming all night. I would advise using birth control because my intention is to impregnate you. Report me if you want. This is happening.”
Amanda’s jaw dropped and her heart started to race in pure fear and panic. What was she going to do? Leaving her dorm room to go to some nearby hotel would set Omar off. Staying and experiencing what happened to her again, although this excited her body, she wanted this horrible phase of her life to end; this horrible addiction to strong big black men. As she gathered her nerves she could hear Omar speaking to someone. Her panties had meanwhile exposed a wet spot in them and she rolled her eyes thinking “not this again….”. She penned a text message to Tyrone “Why did you give my number to this janitor?” No response. She didn't know who Omar was talking to but her mind was firmly focused on what potentially lay ahead later that night. She desperately reached over to the counter by the toilet mirror and lathered some hand lotion on her fingers. She quickly inserted them in her asshole which was warm to the touch. She probed around almost as if cleaning her anal cavity not truly understanding what she was doing or why. Presumably she was preparing for later if the Janitor wasn't bluffing. Her legs were shaking in fear on the toilet seat. She wasn't turn on but just fearful at this stage. It was late evening by now and Amanda and Omar had gone to the quad to share some colas. Both didn’t drink. They then had a bite to eat and it was clear Amanda’s mind was on tonight. She was scared witless. As they got home, they did share the bed together but Omar was conservative and to pretend to play the role of conservative girl, Amanda wore a two piece night suit. He leaned over to kiss her on her cheek and she accepted and also kissed his hairy hands.
“Today when I saw you get out of your car I must say I was turned on Amanda”, Omar eagerly commented.
“Oh haha you evil man, why is that?” Amanda asked.
“Well you know we’ve never taken our relationship to the next level, maybe tonight we don’t have to but I can still give you a sense of lies ahead in marriage? Omar said.
Amanda knew what he meant but the prospect of being fingered now by this weaker man compared to the wanton **** which lay ahead at night wasn’t that enthralling. He didn’t wait for any response and Omar slid his hands up her pants and started to scratch at her vagina in a nervous manner. Her immediate response was to put her hand on his to try and dissuade him.
He didn’t like that and immediately retorted “so you can stare at a black man all day but you don’t want to be even pleasured by your future husband?”.
Amanda sighed “no Omar it’s just that this is all new to me”.
She felt guilty for lying but as far as he was concerned she was right. “I will be gentle” Omar responded and proceeded to insert his inner into her vagina.
It was warm but not wet nor moist and he looked at Amanda to see if it would elicit any response. He started to increase the frequency of the thrusts with his hand and finally noticed Amanda eke out a small moan “oohh” but these were few and far between. He continued for ten to twenty minutes and Amanda did start to squirm and move her legs about indicating she was enjoying it. Her eyes were now rolled back in her head and her lips were pursed. At times she would bite them.
Omar said “yes Amanda thats right, this is our love growing”.
Somehow she was put off by his total lack of masculinity so decided to make the best of a bad situation and take her mind back to the one man that had had the biggest impact on her; Jamal. As Omar was probing in and out of Amanda with his hairy hands, her mind was oscillating between imagines of the tall black janitor earlier in the day that had told he the would take her and have his way with her and Jamal, on the evening of her blackening. She remembered the black man pulling out of her pussy in that room filled with other animals that night and how he sprayed her face and body and sucked on her toes as others fucked her tits and other areas. She remembered cuming so hard she couldn’t stop for hours.
All these thoughts came back to her and Omar noticed her pussy was dripping wet now.
He even eked out a “wow Amanda am I this good?”.
Amanda didn’t respond but kept on increasing the “ooohs” and “aaahs”.
Just when Omar looked at the ceiling and was about to smile with joy Amanda moaned in her deep and now breathy voice will with lust “uhhhnn yes Jamal. Tyrone ooohhnn continue and don’t stop”.
Omar’s heart sank and he immediately pulled out his finger which now had so much juices on it he flicked his fingers a few time to the side to rid them of Amanda’s love jizz. She hadn’t even noticed as she was in a different place mentally.
She asked “Why did you stop baby?”.
He screamed “Who the fuck are Tyrone and Jamal?”.
Amanda got up in a lurch and said “no nobody baby, those are just rappers maybe in a song I heard.”.
Omar responded quickly “don’t lie to me you Arab whore, is this why you haven’t been answering any of my phones for those days? Were you being ganfucked by black men!!!?”
Amanda was quiet and said “I can’t believe you are behaving like this. Of course NOT. I don’t know why I mentioned those names”.
Her heart was racing now and she was scared of Omar, the situation and the janitors messages. It was nearing midnight and Amanda had run out of options and excuses.
Omar didn’t drive so Amanda had driven a few hours to pick Omar up from Logan international airport in Boston. On the ride back she was holding his hand and he was reminding her how much he loves her and how happy he is to see her. She was uncomfortable in being insincere so assured him she still cared and told him that she saw a future together once college was over. He knew something was not right but didn’t want to come across as too needy and start off the week long holiday with her on a bad note. As she drove, she put on her favourite playlist which was of some pretty abusive and expletive rap.
Omar looked at her with a smile saying “Amanda wow you like this music?”
“Habibi you seemed surprised, I always liked rap haha. The bass is what I love.” She responded.
“Ah so not the black gangsters in it then?” Omar teased.
Amanda laughed nervously and immediately clenched her thighs. Omar noticed this strange response. Amanda glanced over at Omar from the corner of her eye to make sure he wasn’t suspicious of anything. Merely mentioning “black gangsters” and the rap music glaring in the background had gotten Amanda to start reminiscing again about some DVDs she was consuming recently and her legs shuddered so she closed them. It had been almost two weeks since Tyrone’s surprise visit and he hadn’t called her since. This was on Amanda’s mind.
“When we get to my room do you want to unwind at the quad? It’s a local cafeteria where we all can chill and catchup baby?” Amanda asked Omar.
“Well I was hoping we could discuss a few things in private but why not!” Omar responded somewhat disappointed.
It was a hot day in May and Amanda was wearing a tank top, with shorts and flip flops. Omar had seen her in a bikini now and again when they both went swimming with their high school class back home but to see her sweating in this hot day in these clothes, he immediately felt a sense of urgency to get her inside, as they approached campus. He ushered her along after they got out of her car as if protecting her from prying eyes. Amanda was wearing large sunglasses and was looking around to see if any of the animals that had defiled here were there. She as desperately hoping they were not as it would be too embarrassing for her if they did anything to hurt Omar or her relationship with her. Although her bodily functions and needs had changed rapidly, she still saw a long term future where this phase would pass and she would want a stable loving, loyal arabic husband. As they got in the elevator, it was just Amanda and Omar but it stopped at the next floor up and a 6ft 7 tall man walked in holding a broom. He was not athletic but was very tall and had Jamaican dreads with a visible pot belly. He was wearing a wife beater.
He didn’t notice Omar but when he walked in he immediately looked at Amanda’s feet and slowly moved his gaze up her legs and could see one or two strands of sweat, reminding everyone of how hot a day it was outside. He tried to meet her at eye level but Amanda was looking down at her own feet. Omar did take notice of the awkward situation. The lift stopped again at the fourth floor and two sorority girls got in, dressed ready to go for cheerleading practice. The lift was now full but to accommodate, the large black man to move backwards and he had done so violating Amanda’s private space. His hips which reached about to her chest height and she was slightly pressed against the mirror in the lift with Omar to her right.
She looked at Omar and said “we’re on the 7th floor, you okay baby?”
He nodded “Yeah all good.”
Amanda nipples were grazing or rather getting grazed against the man’s hips and she thought to herself “The nerve of this man”. The man turned around to face Amanda but looked at himself in the mirror with Amanda comfortably a head shorter than him, still looking down and glancing at Omar occasionally. As the lift continued its journey upward the man moved closer to Amanda so his shorts would be touching her chest and breasts. It was clear he was sexually aroused by Amanda’s voluptuous body and by now Amanda knew that she was probably going to attract most black men even if she wanted to or not.
As the floor reached the 6th floor, a bulge had started to protrude somewhat from the mans shorts and it was touching Amanda’s left breast. Omar was on her right and couldn’t see this but Amanda could feel the pulsating nature of this black mans dick rubbing against her tank top and left breast. Her nipples became immediately hard as she couldn’t hold back her primal urges. Immediately she started to feel a tingling and moistening of her vagina and fidgeted her legs nervously, glancing over Omar to check if he had noticed. Omar hadn’t. The man was now starring at Amanda’s face from above and could see through her breasts. She was looking down at her feet intently to avoid any awkward meeting of eyes but took a pause to look up and her eyes met his. Her heart started to race as their eyes were fixated for those brief seconds. As the doors opened the man left and looked back at Amanda making sure their eyes met again. Just as Amanda and Tyrones eyes had met at the party the night she was blacked. Amanda this time starred a little too long at him and forgot Omar was in the lift. She starred the black man down as he walked away. The other girls were starring at him too, giggling.
Omar noticed Amanda starring at the black man and when they got into their room he immediately cross questioned her “Why were you starring at that guy for so long?”
“What are you talking about? And what is with that tone?” Amanda shouted.
He retorted “You listen to rap music, you were ogling that black man, what is going on with you?”
He shouted. “I can’t believe you are accusing me of this. Where did you want me to look, at the other girls? He was in my line of sight, I was not looking at him I was looking out the left corridor habibi!” Amanda said.
She headed over to her bathroom and slammed the bathroom door shut, breaking down in tears. She as ashamed at herself that she wasn’t the least bit interested in the man she wanted to once marry and spend the rest of her life with and also because she was lusting over random black large men wanting to be inseminated at every turn and corner. She had her phone with her and as she was sitting down and peeing, she got a text message from a mobile telephone number that wasn’t in her contact list.
Omar shouted from outside the bathroom “So you’re not going to discuss this Amanda? Going away and crying in a corner, how can we ever grow as a couple if you barely talk to me.”
Amanda was quiet, sobbing slightly and swiped right to read the message. “Amanda, I got your number from Tyrone. We didn’t formally meet but I just saw you in the elevator. You are my type if you know what I mean. Respond if you understand.” The message tersely read. Amanda typed “Are you stalking me? I could report you. STOP” “I’m going to be coming to your room tonight and will be taking you to my janitors quarters. I will be fucking you all night and in all of your holes starting with your mouth, the vagina and finally your ass, which I hear is still a virgin. You have pretty feet so they will be my entree. I will suck your toes till you cum and you will be coming all night. I would advise using birth control because my intention is to impregnate you. Report me if you want. This is happening.”
Amanda’s jaw dropped and her heart started to race in pure fear and panic. What was she going to do? Leaving her dorm room to go to some nearby hotel would set Omar off. Staying and experiencing what happened to her again, although this excited her body, she wanted this horrible phase of her life to end; this horrible addiction to strong big black men. As she gathered her nerves she could hear Omar speaking to someone. Her panties had meanwhile exposed a wet spot in them and she rolled her eyes thinking “not this again….”. She penned a text message to Tyrone “Why did you give my number to this janitor?” No response. She didn't know who Omar was talking to but her mind was firmly focused on what potentially lay ahead later that night. She desperately reached over to the counter by the toilet mirror and lathered some hand lotion on her fingers. She quickly inserted them in her asshole which was warm to the touch. She probed around almost as if cleaning her anal cavity not truly understanding what she was doing or why. Presumably she was preparing for later if the Janitor wasn't bluffing. Her legs were shaking in fear on the toilet seat. She wasn't turn on but just fearful at this stage. It was late evening by now and Amanda and Omar had gone to the quad to share some colas. Both didn’t drink. They then had a bite to eat and it was clear Amanda’s mind was on tonight. She was scared witless. As they got home, they did share the bed together but Omar was conservative and to pretend to play the role of conservative girl, Amanda wore a two piece night suit. He leaned over to kiss her on her cheek and she accepted and also kissed his hairy hands.
“Today when I saw you get out of your car I must say I was turned on Amanda”, Omar eagerly commented.
“Oh haha you evil man, why is that?” Amanda asked.
“Well you know we’ve never taken our relationship to the next level, maybe tonight we don’t have to but I can still give you a sense of lies ahead in marriage? Omar said.
Amanda knew what he meant but the prospect of being fingered now by this weaker man compared to the wanton **** which lay ahead at night wasn’t that enthralling. He didn’t wait for any response and Omar slid his hands up her pants and started to scratch at her vagina in a nervous manner. Her immediate response was to put her hand on his to try and dissuade him.
He didn’t like that and immediately retorted “so you can stare at a black man all day but you don’t want to be even pleasured by your future husband?”.
Amanda sighed “no Omar it’s just that this is all new to me”.
She felt guilty for lying but as far as he was concerned she was right. “I will be gentle” Omar responded and proceeded to insert his inner into her vagina.
It was warm but not wet nor moist and he looked at Amanda to see if it would elicit any response. He started to increase the frequency of the thrusts with his hand and finally noticed Amanda eke out a small moan “oohh” but these were few and far between. He continued for ten to twenty minutes and Amanda did start to squirm and move her legs about indicating she was enjoying it. Her eyes were now rolled back in her head and her lips were pursed. At times she would bite them.
Omar said “yes Amanda thats right, this is our love growing”.
Somehow she was put off by his total lack of masculinity so decided to make the best of a bad situation and take her mind back to the one man that had had the biggest impact on her; Jamal. As Omar was probing in and out of Amanda with his hairy hands, her mind was oscillating between imagines of the tall black janitor earlier in the day that had told he the would take her and have his way with her and Jamal, on the evening of her blackening. She remembered the black man pulling out of her pussy in that room filled with other animals that night and how he sprayed her face and body and sucked on her toes as others fucked her tits and other areas. She remembered cuming so hard she couldn’t stop for hours.
All these thoughts came back to her and Omar noticed her pussy was dripping wet now.
He even eked out a “wow Amanda am I this good?”.
Amanda didn’t respond but kept on increasing the “ooohs” and “aaahs”.
Just when Omar looked at the ceiling and was about to smile with joy Amanda moaned in her deep and now breathy voice will with lust “uhhhnn yes Jamal. Tyrone ooohhnn continue and don’t stop”.
Omar’s heart sank and he immediately pulled out his finger which now had so much juices on it he flicked his fingers a few time to the side to rid them of Amanda’s love jizz. She hadn’t even noticed as she was in a different place mentally.
She asked “Why did you stop baby?”.
He screamed “Who the fuck are Tyrone and Jamal?”.
Amanda got up in a lurch and said “no nobody baby, those are just rappers maybe in a song I heard.”.
Omar responded quickly “don’t lie to me you Arab whore, is this why you haven’t been answering any of my phones for those days? Were you being ganfucked by black men!!!?”
Amanda was quiet and said “I can’t believe you are behaving like this. Of course NOT. I don’t know why I mentioned those names”.
Her heart was racing now and she was scared of Omar, the situation and the janitors messages. It was nearing midnight and Amanda had run out of options and excuses.
Ch .05 The Janitor
The Janitor
Omar started to pack his things and said “I’m leaving with the first flight out. Even if my suspicions are not true, you are definitely not who I thought you were Amanda.”
Amanda responded with urgency “no honey please don’t” and ran to him, knelt down trying to undo the zip on his bag.
He tried to pull his bag away from her and slipped, falling backwards and hitting his head on the side of her head.
He seemed dazed, with no visible signs of injury so Amanda went over to him to nurse him “habibi are you ok? Stay with me I will call the 24 hour nurse, we may need to walk there ok?”.
Omar responded “leave me be you bloody bitch…” and closed his eyes laying there.
Amanda unpacked his things hoping they could have a discussion in the morning and had forgotten about the janitor when the lights in her room went out. She just heard the door shit but it was broadly pitch black.
She yelped “hell…hello? Jacinda is that you?”.
She heard nothing but “You know who this is”. It was a hoarse baritone voice.
Amanda’s adrenaline started to pump quickly as she tried to make her way to the door but she felt two large hands grip her from behind and they started to clinch her nipples and breasts.They were too strong for her stature so she became limp and didn’t trying and make a run for it anymore. She just faced the door. She was moaning but quietly as she didn’t want to wake Omar up or for him to witness what was about to happen. The man ripped off her pajamamas in one gesture exposing her large Arab ass and asshole.
He then ripped off her top piece exposing just breasts dangling and while pinching her left nipple from behind with his left arm, he bent her over exposing her ass hole and pussy underneath. “No god no please not here.” She winced.
“It’s not happening here Amanda, I’m just getting my juices flowing for you.” He responded aggressively.
He didn’t hold back and promptly shoved three of his large manly fingers into Amanda’s hot asshole and she moaned “ooohhnnnn what no NOoooh god noon wha…uhh stop please”.
He pulled his hands out and smelled them and then licked off the ass juice. She smelt great, no real sign of defecation but just a hot musk.
He commented casually “I see now what my boys been raving about, this Arab fuck slut was meant to be bred by black brothers.”
In one manoeuvre he snatched Amanda and twisted her, leaving her dangling behind him and her legs infront of him and walked her down a semi dark corridor and into the lift, and used his janitors key to take her to the 12th and highest floor. The lift wouldn’t stop at any other floors if it was operated using the janitors key. Amanda was crying and surprisingly not aroused by this ordeal so far. She was overcome with fear.
As they approached a dark room at the end of the 12th floor, she started to scream “no god please no I dont want this”.
“Yeah you do, I saw how moist you asshole was, you were waiting for this all night you slut. Here look at this and tell me you dont’ want this” he responded.
While holding Amanda over him, put his left hand inside her pussy and jammed it inside and out around ten to twenty times in anger, just to show her how wet she was. The sound it made was a “sploosh, splash, slap, slap” similar to the sounds of Tyrone, Wesley and Jamals huge thighs slapping against her wet pussy as they gang fucked her weeks ago.
While he did this she started to wince and moan harder and let out a few uncontrolled pussy farts “FRAP FROP” to which she embarrassingly responded “no god no..uhnn”.
He then pulled out his hands and showed Amanda “look at this bitch” and Amanda looked at his hand in amazement as it was filled with white foam and her juices. “Who you be kidding girl.”
There was a bed in his room and a chamber light along with a desk and another door. Amanda thought presumably this door led to his own toilet.
He flung Amanda on his bed and then was pivoting around the room while looking for something and asked Amanda “do you now know what I mean, did you see how wet and ready your pussy is to be bred by another black man?”
Amanda couldn’t lie or resist anymore so she just let it happen as her body had already made her mind up hours ago “Just take me and get it over with. I want to suck your black dick first.” she said in a sultry deep voice as she put one of her fingers in her gaping pussy and started masturbating to this giant man.
Her other hand was probing her own asshole almost as if getting it ready for him. Her sillouhete in the moon light which was now peering through the window spoke volumes of the sculpture of the woman she was. Her head was tilted up with her eyes firmly fixated between his hanging black dick and his eyes. Both her hands occupied, one fingering her own asshole and the other, masturbating her vagina in unison. Her breasts were now engorged with blood and her nipples were ready, incidentally her left one had even started lactating as he was massaging, pinching and twisting both nipples simultaneously. Her feet were sweaty as the days heat hadn’t entirely given way to a nightly chill.
He walked over to her and took her hair and had back and said in a baritone voice “suck this big black dick now”
She took the entire girth of his big black dick inside “Slob plob, plob, slob, noon mffhhh mffhhh god…”
Amanda couldn’t speak, as he started to violently fuck her mouth and looked down to see that by now Amanda’s fingering of her pussy had turned to violent gyrations in and out and she was squirting all over his bed. “Slob, Slob, slush, Nooaahh, slob, slush, oahh” Amanda groaned, her pussy farted as she finger fucked it and had her face fucked relentlessly.
Suddenly he stopped after what seemed like an hour and then primed his hips back, almost pulling his entire cock out of her mouth and throat and then jammed it back in screaming “OHHH FUCK YES YOU ARAB CUNT. FUCK AMANDA TAKE MY SEED IN YOUR THROAT”.
He came what seemed like gallons and the cum dribbled out of her mouth but he wouldn’t take his cock out yet. This caused Amanda to shudder and choke but she still was helplessly finger fucking her ass and pussy during this ordeal to maximise her pleasure while he face and throat fucked her relentlessly.
He pulled her head out of his dick exposing a waterfall of semen and spit, held her by the neck, leaned down and sucked her tongue and bit both of her lips as she tried to moan “nnnno mmhhh no oohaaan” indicating how much pain she was in.
He picked her up from her hair and turned her around facing the entrance of his room.
He then pulled her head back using just her hair forcing a “Nooo nooo oh god no this is too much I dont…even..know your name.” out of Amanda.
“Face the door you bitch this is just the beginning” he shouted. It reminded her of some of the black male pornstars dominating their victims in the interracial porn she was consuming.
He then put his foot on her head forcing her face down to the bed sheets and she started screaming “NOOOoOh NOOhh what are you do….do…ahh” her screaming were interrupted with a “spat, spat spat spat, squish, SPAT, SPAT”, he had shoved, unbeknownst to her and without any preparation his 12 inch black dick inside her ass.
He gave her no warning so she went silent with the sheer amount of pain and quivering that followed. Her ass was violently being ***** and bashing against his strong hips and thighs. The pussy juice and jizz from her own self masturbation was being plastered on his hips and thighs as he kept fucking her. Here she was Amanda, this conservative Arab girl, being bent over and ass ***** by a big black man against her will. Her feet both exposed facing off the bed towards the window and her head down on the bed sheets unable to utter anything comprehensible. He kept on ****** her hard “spat, spat, SPAT, SPAT, SPLOSH, SPLOSH” Her ass juices had start flowing to accommodate this unwelcome reaming otherwise he could’ve seriously damage her insides. A smell of ass filled the room.
He breathed it in “hmmmm oh yes Amanda you black cock slut you see what this is? This is how you get fucked by a real black men”.
“Uh uh huh huh, huh huh oh ohh ohh” Amanda could barely acknowledge, her eyes were rolled back and her feet were quivering. Her legs too, were shaking as this **** went on for what seemed thirty minutes. Pangs of pain started to engulf Amanda’s innards.
“Please stop…sop sop STOP” Amanda couldn’t take the pain anymore she was in sensory overload but this animal didn’t care.
With three final thrusts of his huge manhood he came “Uh UHHH UHHH YEAHH TAKE THAT YOU CUNT”; the janitor sprayed deeply into her anal cavity and ass what seemed like a gallon of cum. Amanda felt warm ooze fill her belly and she was out of breath so could barely string a sentence together. She was shocked how he had managed to come so much again right after he had come in her mouth. The sheer virility of these black men shocked and enticed her at the same time. It also aroused her, although she had trouble admitting it.
She was shaking uncontrollably and her ass had a life of its own. He reached over to the radio and put on a hip hop tune to change the atmosphere. Little did he know that his fuck toy enjoyed hip hop. He violently filipped Amanda around and almost as if innately her legs went up but her eyes were still closed as she was trying to calm her pussy and pulsating asshole down.
“Please I need a break” she cried.
The man said “This is your break from mediocrity Amanda. Your pussy and orifices belong to me now. Do you understand?
“I do.” She responded as she managed to open her eyes and look at the janitor and as she tried to catch her breath.
Amanda, I’m going to fuck your vagina even harder than I fucked your ass. Are you on birth control? He demanded.
“I am not….” She responded meagerly. “But I’ll take the. Morning after pill”, she continued.
“You will take that after we are done tonight, I’ll make sure of that. I want to impregnate you but you aren’t going to be the mother of my children.” He said angrily.
He thrust upon Amanda and as he did so her eyes enlarged in fear. She was halfway between lying on her back and sitting up as he pushed her down by the throat, holding on to her throat and with his other hand he firmly crushed her right breast holding it firmly. It started to squirt lactate and milk and she looked at it spray and fall over her stomach and some wen ton his face. He was sweating profusely by now as was she and his sweat fell into her face and mouth and he leaned over to kiss it off of her face.
He took the opportunity to stuck his tongue in her mouth and violently bite her lips causing her to wince in pain “oof ouch you fucker” she abused him.
He didn’t take kindly to that and slapped her tits “WHAP WHAP WHAP” three times and she started to cry “OWWhnn no stop…”.
This turned him on even more. He now took both her legs and held them together with just one hand with her feet facing his mouth and his big black dick throbbing and pulsating just outside her love corridor. She noticed how it was throbbing to his heart beat. Its sheer size and girth and erect to the maximum meant her biology was doing its job and attracting that virile superior insemination tool back to her womb. This wasn’t just a fuck session between two horny humans, it was millions of years of biology at play.
He slid it in gently and Amanda let out an “ohhhhhhh”.
While he did this he started to bite and suck her toes and suck the sweat off of her feet. The smell of her sweaty feet turned him on even more and caused him to start thrashing wildly into Amandas pussy “whap, slosh, foop, what, whap, oh Oh OH uhh god that bla…black…dick oh oh”, she moaned in between thrusts.
The sounds of him slapping against her womanhood and his manhood exploring the nether realms of her insides and her wildly screaming turned into an interesting melody of its own.
The hip hop tune in the background added a rhythmic element to this blackening. He piston fucked her for twenty minutes nonstop making her cum every other minute. She even tried to escape the bed but each time her body relented to his black cock and his strong hands holding her feet in place. He counted that she came 15 times; at one point she was even screaming “that black dick own….ow…owhns my pussy. Uhn. UHN!”
Her pussy juiced commingled with his sperm countless times and at times he would pull his dick out only to find Amanda’s hips gesturing automatically to want to reabsorb his giant tool. He would tease her with it and put it back into her pussy.To make things extra memorable and dirty he would alternate at times, fucking her in her pussy, pulling out and ramming his black dick into in her ass increasing the risk of bacterial infection in her vagina. She didn’t care. She was his. He did what he liked with her and whenever. She also offered him her lactating breasts to which he grew a keen fondness and was sucking the breast milk out of them as she was cumming on his dick again and again. He lay on top of her chest and stuck his tongue in her mouth. Although she resisted at first her muscles gave way. His thrusts accelerated and she wrapped her legs and feet around his wide back. The sweat off her ankles and toes was dripping into his asshole as their fluids continued to mingle. He tongue kissed her as he was ****** her pussy and she was coming in wave after wave of pleasure. In one final thrust he blew his final load into her pulsating vagina. This made her uncontrollably squirt all over him the moment he pulled out. Amanda passed out and fell off the bed with a thud still shaking all over.
Her feet couldn’t stop shivering and she was clenching on to her breasts in pain as they kept on lactating milk on his floor. She went into a fetal position next, whimpering “ohh no, what have I done, ohhnn uhhhnn”.
“You see you bitch, you were telling me earlier that you didn’t want this.” He cheekily commented while zipping his pants up.
“Huh I had no choice” she said breathlessly responded. “Uhh...oof..I can’t stop cumming you bastard when will this stop” she continued.
“I love the smell of your ass Amanda.” The janitor said. “Let’s explore this in the future more but for now, get cleaned up and get the fuck out of here!”
She was shocked but understood. After a few minutes her ongoing orgasms slowed. As she got up and hobbled towards his toilet he threw a spare towel at her. She went inside and turned the shower on. Still limp and weak on her knees she was barely able to get into the bath tub. She lay in the water lifeless with her eyes starring at the dirty ceiling of his toilet as the tepid water rippled around her. As she washed up, she could hear him leaving his room. When she came out, she noticed he had brought with him some of the half ripped clothes he had taken off of her in her room earlier and two pills. She knew what those were as they resembled the pills she had desperately swallowed the morning after her ordeal. She swallowed both, gagging slightly on the second. After wearing her clothes, she crept out of the janitors room and took the fire exit down to her floor. This was with the express purpose of avoiding the lift and other people. Upon arriving, Omar was gone and so was his suitcase. She couldn’t care. If anything she felt elated and liberated and just needed sleep.
Omar started to pack his things and said “I’m leaving with the first flight out. Even if my suspicions are not true, you are definitely not who I thought you were Amanda.”
Amanda responded with urgency “no honey please don’t” and ran to him, knelt down trying to undo the zip on his bag.
He tried to pull his bag away from her and slipped, falling backwards and hitting his head on the side of her head.
He seemed dazed, with no visible signs of injury so Amanda went over to him to nurse him “habibi are you ok? Stay with me I will call the 24 hour nurse, we may need to walk there ok?”.
Omar responded “leave me be you bloody bitch…” and closed his eyes laying there.
Amanda unpacked his things hoping they could have a discussion in the morning and had forgotten about the janitor when the lights in her room went out. She just heard the door shit but it was broadly pitch black.
She yelped “hell…hello? Jacinda is that you?”.
She heard nothing but “You know who this is”. It was a hoarse baritone voice.
Amanda’s adrenaline started to pump quickly as she tried to make her way to the door but she felt two large hands grip her from behind and they started to clinch her nipples and breasts.They were too strong for her stature so she became limp and didn’t trying and make a run for it anymore. She just faced the door. She was moaning but quietly as she didn’t want to wake Omar up or for him to witness what was about to happen. The man ripped off her pajamamas in one gesture exposing her large Arab ass and asshole.
He then ripped off her top piece exposing just breasts dangling and while pinching her left nipple from behind with his left arm, he bent her over exposing her ass hole and pussy underneath. “No god no please not here.” She winced.
“It’s not happening here Amanda, I’m just getting my juices flowing for you.” He responded aggressively.
He didn’t hold back and promptly shoved three of his large manly fingers into Amanda’s hot asshole and she moaned “ooohhnnnn what no NOoooh god noon wha…uhh stop please”.
He pulled his hands out and smelled them and then licked off the ass juice. She smelt great, no real sign of defecation but just a hot musk.
He commented casually “I see now what my boys been raving about, this Arab fuck slut was meant to be bred by black brothers.”
In one manoeuvre he snatched Amanda and twisted her, leaving her dangling behind him and her legs infront of him and walked her down a semi dark corridor and into the lift, and used his janitors key to take her to the 12th and highest floor. The lift wouldn’t stop at any other floors if it was operated using the janitors key. Amanda was crying and surprisingly not aroused by this ordeal so far. She was overcome with fear.
As they approached a dark room at the end of the 12th floor, she started to scream “no god please no I dont want this”.
“Yeah you do, I saw how moist you asshole was, you were waiting for this all night you slut. Here look at this and tell me you dont’ want this” he responded.
While holding Amanda over him, put his left hand inside her pussy and jammed it inside and out around ten to twenty times in anger, just to show her how wet she was. The sound it made was a “sploosh, splash, slap, slap” similar to the sounds of Tyrone, Wesley and Jamals huge thighs slapping against her wet pussy as they gang fucked her weeks ago.
While he did this she started to wince and moan harder and let out a few uncontrolled pussy farts “FRAP FROP” to which she embarrassingly responded “no god no..uhnn”.
He then pulled out his hands and showed Amanda “look at this bitch” and Amanda looked at his hand in amazement as it was filled with white foam and her juices. “Who you be kidding girl.”
There was a bed in his room and a chamber light along with a desk and another door. Amanda thought presumably this door led to his own toilet.
He flung Amanda on his bed and then was pivoting around the room while looking for something and asked Amanda “do you now know what I mean, did you see how wet and ready your pussy is to be bred by another black man?”
Amanda couldn’t lie or resist anymore so she just let it happen as her body had already made her mind up hours ago “Just take me and get it over with. I want to suck your black dick first.” she said in a sultry deep voice as she put one of her fingers in her gaping pussy and started masturbating to this giant man.
Her other hand was probing her own asshole almost as if getting it ready for him. Her sillouhete in the moon light which was now peering through the window spoke volumes of the sculpture of the woman she was. Her head was tilted up with her eyes firmly fixated between his hanging black dick and his eyes. Both her hands occupied, one fingering her own asshole and the other, masturbating her vagina in unison. Her breasts were now engorged with blood and her nipples were ready, incidentally her left one had even started lactating as he was massaging, pinching and twisting both nipples simultaneously. Her feet were sweaty as the days heat hadn’t entirely given way to a nightly chill.
He walked over to her and took her hair and had back and said in a baritone voice “suck this big black dick now”
She took the entire girth of his big black dick inside “Slob plob, plob, slob, noon mffhhh mffhhh god…”
Amanda couldn’t speak, as he started to violently fuck her mouth and looked down to see that by now Amanda’s fingering of her pussy had turned to violent gyrations in and out and she was squirting all over his bed. “Slob, Slob, slush, Nooaahh, slob, slush, oahh” Amanda groaned, her pussy farted as she finger fucked it and had her face fucked relentlessly.
Suddenly he stopped after what seemed like an hour and then primed his hips back, almost pulling his entire cock out of her mouth and throat and then jammed it back in screaming “OHHH FUCK YES YOU ARAB CUNT. FUCK AMANDA TAKE MY SEED IN YOUR THROAT”.
He came what seemed like gallons and the cum dribbled out of her mouth but he wouldn’t take his cock out yet. This caused Amanda to shudder and choke but she still was helplessly finger fucking her ass and pussy during this ordeal to maximise her pleasure while he face and throat fucked her relentlessly.
He pulled her head out of his dick exposing a waterfall of semen and spit, held her by the neck, leaned down and sucked her tongue and bit both of her lips as she tried to moan “nnnno mmhhh no oohaaan” indicating how much pain she was in.
He picked her up from her hair and turned her around facing the entrance of his room.
He then pulled her head back using just her hair forcing a “Nooo nooo oh god no this is too much I dont…even..know your name.” out of Amanda.
“Face the door you bitch this is just the beginning” he shouted. It reminded her of some of the black male pornstars dominating their victims in the interracial porn she was consuming.
He then put his foot on her head forcing her face down to the bed sheets and she started screaming “NOOOoOh NOOhh what are you do….do…ahh” her screaming were interrupted with a “spat, spat spat spat, squish, SPAT, SPAT”, he had shoved, unbeknownst to her and without any preparation his 12 inch black dick inside her ass.
He gave her no warning so she went silent with the sheer amount of pain and quivering that followed. Her ass was violently being ***** and bashing against his strong hips and thighs. The pussy juice and jizz from her own self masturbation was being plastered on his hips and thighs as he kept fucking her. Here she was Amanda, this conservative Arab girl, being bent over and ass ***** by a big black man against her will. Her feet both exposed facing off the bed towards the window and her head down on the bed sheets unable to utter anything comprehensible. He kept on ****** her hard “spat, spat, SPAT, SPAT, SPLOSH, SPLOSH” Her ass juices had start flowing to accommodate this unwelcome reaming otherwise he could’ve seriously damage her insides. A smell of ass filled the room.
He breathed it in “hmmmm oh yes Amanda you black cock slut you see what this is? This is how you get fucked by a real black men”.
“Uh uh huh huh, huh huh oh ohh ohh” Amanda could barely acknowledge, her eyes were rolled back and her feet were quivering. Her legs too, were shaking as this **** went on for what seemed thirty minutes. Pangs of pain started to engulf Amanda’s innards.
“Please stop…sop sop STOP” Amanda couldn’t take the pain anymore she was in sensory overload but this animal didn’t care.
With three final thrusts of his huge manhood he came “Uh UHHH UHHH YEAHH TAKE THAT YOU CUNT”; the janitor sprayed deeply into her anal cavity and ass what seemed like a gallon of cum. Amanda felt warm ooze fill her belly and she was out of breath so could barely string a sentence together. She was shocked how he had managed to come so much again right after he had come in her mouth. The sheer virility of these black men shocked and enticed her at the same time. It also aroused her, although she had trouble admitting it.
She was shaking uncontrollably and her ass had a life of its own. He reached over to the radio and put on a hip hop tune to change the atmosphere. Little did he know that his fuck toy enjoyed hip hop. He violently filipped Amanda around and almost as if innately her legs went up but her eyes were still closed as she was trying to calm her pussy and pulsating asshole down.
“Please I need a break” she cried.
The man said “This is your break from mediocrity Amanda. Your pussy and orifices belong to me now. Do you understand?
“I do.” She responded as she managed to open her eyes and look at the janitor and as she tried to catch her breath.
Amanda, I’m going to fuck your vagina even harder than I fucked your ass. Are you on birth control? He demanded.
“I am not….” She responded meagerly. “But I’ll take the. Morning after pill”, she continued.
“You will take that after we are done tonight, I’ll make sure of that. I want to impregnate you but you aren’t going to be the mother of my children.” He said angrily.
He thrust upon Amanda and as he did so her eyes enlarged in fear. She was halfway between lying on her back and sitting up as he pushed her down by the throat, holding on to her throat and with his other hand he firmly crushed her right breast holding it firmly. It started to squirt lactate and milk and she looked at it spray and fall over her stomach and some wen ton his face. He was sweating profusely by now as was she and his sweat fell into her face and mouth and he leaned over to kiss it off of her face.
He took the opportunity to stuck his tongue in her mouth and violently bite her lips causing her to wince in pain “oof ouch you fucker” she abused him.
He didn’t take kindly to that and slapped her tits “WHAP WHAP WHAP” three times and she started to cry “OWWhnn no stop…”.
This turned him on even more. He now took both her legs and held them together with just one hand with her feet facing his mouth and his big black dick throbbing and pulsating just outside her love corridor. She noticed how it was throbbing to his heart beat. Its sheer size and girth and erect to the maximum meant her biology was doing its job and attracting that virile superior insemination tool back to her womb. This wasn’t just a fuck session between two horny humans, it was millions of years of biology at play.
He slid it in gently and Amanda let out an “ohhhhhhh”.
While he did this he started to bite and suck her toes and suck the sweat off of her feet. The smell of her sweaty feet turned him on even more and caused him to start thrashing wildly into Amandas pussy “whap, slosh, foop, what, whap, oh Oh OH uhh god that bla…black…dick oh oh”, she moaned in between thrusts.
The sounds of him slapping against her womanhood and his manhood exploring the nether realms of her insides and her wildly screaming turned into an interesting melody of its own.
The hip hop tune in the background added a rhythmic element to this blackening. He piston fucked her for twenty minutes nonstop making her cum every other minute. She even tried to escape the bed but each time her body relented to his black cock and his strong hands holding her feet in place. He counted that she came 15 times; at one point she was even screaming “that black dick own….ow…owhns my pussy. Uhn. UHN!”
Her pussy juiced commingled with his sperm countless times and at times he would pull his dick out only to find Amanda’s hips gesturing automatically to want to reabsorb his giant tool. He would tease her with it and put it back into her pussy.To make things extra memorable and dirty he would alternate at times, fucking her in her pussy, pulling out and ramming his black dick into in her ass increasing the risk of bacterial infection in her vagina. She didn’t care. She was his. He did what he liked with her and whenever. She also offered him her lactating breasts to which he grew a keen fondness and was sucking the breast milk out of them as she was cumming on his dick again and again. He lay on top of her chest and stuck his tongue in her mouth. Although she resisted at first her muscles gave way. His thrusts accelerated and she wrapped her legs and feet around his wide back. The sweat off her ankles and toes was dripping into his asshole as their fluids continued to mingle. He tongue kissed her as he was ****** her pussy and she was coming in wave after wave of pleasure. In one final thrust he blew his final load into her pulsating vagina. This made her uncontrollably squirt all over him the moment he pulled out. Amanda passed out and fell off the bed with a thud still shaking all over.
Her feet couldn’t stop shivering and she was clenching on to her breasts in pain as they kept on lactating milk on his floor. She went into a fetal position next, whimpering “ohh no, what have I done, ohhnn uhhhnn”.
“You see you bitch, you were telling me earlier that you didn’t want this.” He cheekily commented while zipping his pants up.
“Huh I had no choice” she said breathlessly responded. “Uhh...oof..I can’t stop cumming you bastard when will this stop” she continued.
“I love the smell of your ass Amanda.” The janitor said. “Let’s explore this in the future more but for now, get cleaned up and get the fuck out of here!”
She was shocked but understood. After a few minutes her ongoing orgasms slowed. As she got up and hobbled towards his toilet he threw a spare towel at her. She went inside and turned the shower on. Still limp and weak on her knees she was barely able to get into the bath tub. She lay in the water lifeless with her eyes starring at the dirty ceiling of his toilet as the tepid water rippled around her. As she washed up, she could hear him leaving his room. When she came out, she noticed he had brought with him some of the half ripped clothes he had taken off of her in her room earlier and two pills. She knew what those were as they resembled the pills she had desperately swallowed the morning after her ordeal. She swallowed both, gagging slightly on the second. After wearing her clothes, she crept out of the janitors room and took the fire exit down to her floor. This was with the express purpose of avoiding the lift and other people. Upon arriving, Omar was gone and so was his suitcase. She couldn’t care. If anything she felt elated and liberated and just needed sleep.
Ch .06 Queen of Spades ♠️
Queen of Spades
Amanda woke up the next morning in a daze. It was 10:47am and she had missed both of her morning classes. Omar was nowhere to be seen. She had a few missed calls on her phone so she reached over to scroll through the messages. All three were from Omar. One read “We are finished. I will be flying back home and will let my mother know the reasons but don’t worry I won’t, I will spare you the shame you prostitute. I won’t tell them any gory details of “Jamal”.” Amanda, had now sat up and felt a rush of adrenaline, fearing that Omar would spread horrible rumours about her amongst her ****** and common friend circle, back home. She worryingly scrolled through the second message which read “I expected more from you, the future mother of my children!”. She noticed from the timestamps that the third and final message as just two hours ago and read “Where were you last night? I had passed out after hitting my head but woke up only to find the room empty! I came here to visit you from thousands of miles away and what…you were off fucking other men. Cant you contain yourself you slut pig??!”. Amanda just deleted the messages and threw her phone at carpet beneath her feet, in disgust. She was frustrated at both, the situation with Omar and herself, for having no control over her body anymore. As she starred down, pondering over how to come out of this situation, she noticed a thin ankle bracelet around her right foot. It was delicate and had a silver sheen to it.
She was confused and blurted out “huh what?”.
As she sat on the edge of her bed she moved her leg and foot over her left thigh to take a closer look.
She had never had an ankle bracelet so was curious as to who put it there and more importantly, without her consent! She thought it could’ve been Omar the previous night before he fingered her. That was the most plausible explanation. She reached over to undo the bracelet and examine it closer. Amidst the bracelet were embedded black hearts with the letter ‘Q’ in them. She hadn’t the slightest clue what these stood for or what they mean. She took the bracelet off, picked up her phone and immediately messaged Omar “Baby I am so sorry this is a giant miscommunication. I wanted to thank you for the ankle bracelet. Please write back to me when you see this habibi.” The message failed to send for some reason, so she thought it must have been a connectivity error. She retried a few times but to no avail. Still curious, she pulled over her laptop and googled “ankle bracelet with letter Q and black heart”. Immediately search results produced came up with the term “Queen of spades” “Hotwife”. She continued to read, with now an expression of slight concern. One of the pages she clicked on explained that ankle bracelets worn by women on the right ankle symbolise a woman who is in an open relationship. If the bracelet had a black heard and ‘Q’ etched in it, it was known as a “Queen of Spade” bracelet and a signalling mechanism by the lady wearing it, that she was open to relationships mainly with black men.
Amanda yelped “Noooo absolutely NOT this is too much!!”
She snatched the bracelet from the side of her bed and said in a raised voice “I will not be made their fuck toy! This is NOT who I am!”
Amanda put her pyjamas and t-shirt on and rushed out of her dorm room, ran down the hallway to Jacinda’s room and stated knocking on her door feverishly. She could hear what at first sounded like cries so she stopped knocking and gestured her head slowly closer to the door.
She heard muffled words or what she thought were words “Mmffh…mfmfh..you…mffh….NOOAOhhhhn!!”
Amanda seemed visibly concerned as it sounded like some sort of physical abuse. She opened the door with much trepidation only to hear the sounds more clearly.
“Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooahn…fuck…oooh..oh”. Amanda could see no one in the room but the sounds were obviously coming from the room so she invited herself in and started to wander slowly towards the source.
They were coming from Jacinda’s toilet. As she slowly approached the toilet, the sounds grew louder. She could now also hear a baritone grunt now and then “ugh….ugh fuck ugh…bitch”. It sounded alot like Jamal but it could’ve been Tyrone, Amanda thought.
She peered down at the ankle bracelet she was holding in her left hand and continued walking towards the toilet. As she approached she could hear, what was now clearly Jacinda, breathing very heavily “uhhhhhh uhh uh……please stop…uhhhhh”.
Amanda slightly pushed the door open and peered her eye through the open slit. Her eye widened and mouth opened. There Jacinda was, in her freshman glory, standing on her legs, bent down. It was as clear as the day, Jamal was holding her butt cheeks open as he was feverishly fucking her ass. Her large black lips had lubricated Tyrone’s large curved cock and she was gagging on it. Tyrone’s head was facing the ceiling and his eyes closed. There was steam in the room; Amanda couldn’t tell if it was evaporate from the general bodily fluids or they had left the shower on, accidentally. The room smelled similar to the night she had been taken. The smell was all too familiar to Amanda now. As Amanda’s mind wandered, she mistakenly dropped the ankle bracelet on the toilet floor, near the door. It broke into fragments and the sound chimed through the entire bathroom. Jacinda looked around, as she was being mercilessly fucked. It took her some time to realise who was at the door. It seems Jamal and Tyrone hadn’t heard the sound of the bracelet hitting the tiles and had continued their rythmic fucking.
Jacinda smiled when she had clocked Amanda and said “Mandy well well, why don’t you join us…what…whap…, I can see your ooohnnn…uhh..whap,…. va-J-J wants a piece of this..ohhhnn..uhhhn.”
Both men turned to look at Amanda and none were smiling. This unsettled Amanda and before she could respond to Jacinda’s invite, she turned around, shut the bathroom door in haste and started to run towards Jacinda’s dorm room door. She could hear some clunks in the bathroom behind her and many rushed footsteps.
Jacinda screamed “guys dont do this here…please!!”
Jamal ushered Tyrone “go grab her legs, I’ll get the cuffs”.
Tyrone responded in his deep voice, as her ran towards Amanda “word”.
Amanda started to frantically reach for the door, hoping she could call for help but managed to eke out a “no No no someone…please..”.
Before she could complete her sentence, Jamal grabbed her firmly from behind and put his right hand around her mouth and started fingering her lips and tongue. She tried to scream “mmmmhhhmhmh mhmm nnnn mhm.”
Tyrone closed Jacinda’s door calmly and started walking towards Amanda. It was relatively dark in the room as it seems Jacinda had purposely kept things on the down low, ahead of her fuck session with the two boys. While flailing her legs, ineffectively, Amanda looked to her left at the toilet and could see Jacinda just closing the door and staying in the toilet; almost as if she knew what was about to happen and that she wasn’t invited. Although Amanda had lost her virginity to these two animals a few weeks ago, she now was paralysed with fear. Her heart beating wildly, she started to cry. Jamal tore her shirt off exposing her breasts. They bounced up and down, exposing her now very erect nipples. The boys took notice that her body was…wanting.
She didn’t scream but simply turned her head back up to meet Tyrone’s eyes. She had a stern look. Tyrone walked up to Amanda and showed her a pair of hand cuffs.
Her eyes widened and she screamed “Why? No GOD NO!” “WHAP!” she felt a sharp slap on her face as Tyrone hit her.
The force of the slap was so strong that she fell to the floor, gaining partial balance as her left and right hands broke her fall.
Jamal picked her up and held her firmly from behind, her tits now facing Tyrone again, who slowly walked up to her and said “That night was just the beginning you Arab slut. Tonight we are going to make you ours. We’re going to train you to be our animal and this onslaught will continue for many years…”
Amanda was in shock and didn’t know what to say. She was on her tip toes now as she was being held up slightly by Jamal from behind. Tyrone moved his hand over to her pussy and probed it. To neither the surprise of Tyrone, Jamal or even Amanda, it was throbbing, hot and dripping.
She sighed “aaahhhhhhhh..you fucking….bastar….ds..” Jamal slid his fingers into her asshole and with his left hand pulled her had back again causing her mouth to open. He thrust his fingers straight from her asshole into her mouth making her taste her ass and ass juices.
She moaned “ohhh oh wha…ohh stop thats my ass…”
Both men laughed at this biological display of submission and Jamal hollered “hahahah Amanda you our bitch girl, your pussy and ass keep trying to tell us something”.
Amanda had stopped crying and was still trying to free herself but with growing weakness in her arms. All of this commotion had gotten Jamal very erect and his cock was placed firmly above Amanda’s ass just near her tailbone. She could feel its girth, heat and size behind her. It felt like warm rubber. She could feel the wetness from his pre-cum on her back as well. Tyrone by now had started stroking his enormous veiny curved cock, rather slowly.
“Please…please boys….be gentle. Last night my holes were had and I can barely walk this morning!” She pleaded.
Tyrone walked up to Amanda’s face, took his hands and held each breast firmly while pinching and placing with her nipples.
She winced “ohhnn they hurt…my breasts are so sore”. He then continued to walk into Amanda. She did’t quite understand what was happening.
“Does he want to go through me?” She wondered as her eye was fixated on his powerful, dominant gaze.
Next thing she felt was a giant mass enter her vagina. She tried to back up but couldn’t because of Jamal standing right behind her - just as he had done the first time he had groped her in the quad that fateful evening. Tyrone slowly thrust his entire 14 inch throbbing and now very warm black dick inside Amanda’s vagina.
She just let out a soft “ooooooooohnnnn…….” And her head collapsed to the side somewhat.
Tyrone started to thrust in and out of her pussy but only ever taking out a few inches; ensuring the large extent of his manhood remained in her. “Ohhnnnnnnn fuck Tyrone…ohnnn.”
Tyrone then took both Amanda’s legs and put them above his shoulders exposing the souls of her feet towards the door. This exposed her asshole and Jamal took the opportunity to put the tip of his penis inside. This position took Amanda by surprise as she knew they were going to now penetrate her at the same time.
“Please DO NOT DO THI…”Amanda screamed but was cut off as Tyrone, while piston fucking her pussy, thrust deeply in her, while squeezing both her nipples on each breast.
Amanda’s lips went into an ‘O’ shape and her tongue came out almost in a tribal response to this maneuver by Tyrone. He used this opportunity to engulf her lips and tongue with his own and kept on tounge fucking her mouth.
All she could do was “mmmhmhm hmhmmh hhhh”.
She was sweating now and her pussy was gushing drops of ejaculate all over the carpet. Jamal pushed his entire black cock into Amandas ass and started to ram her harder. The toilet door slightly opened with Jacinda peering through the slit in absolute shock. Here was Amanda, hoist up against her will, her legs quivering and two large black dicks piston fucking her vagina and asshole in a rhythmic fashion. Her breasts were being slapped and squeezed by one black animal while the other was tounge fucking her mouth. Her cuffed hands were now behind Jamals head with her beautiful pale lifeless fingers barely able to grasp his big black skull. She was for all practical purposes, air tight.
She was now, their queen of spades.
She started to pant as no coherent words or sounds could be made by her anymore “pant…whap whap whap pant…huh…ohh..pant”.
She was just a piece of fuck meat now; no agency or ego or will. She knew she was a slave for black men and their penises. Forget her plans to come out of this “phase”, she knew this was the beginning of a life long descent into interracial debauchery. As Tyrone pulled his head away after tounge fucking her mouth for what felt like a full ten minutes, she bit his lower lips and then hers; her expression stern, with her eyes fixated in his eyes as he fucked her into oblivion. She arched her head and eyes backward and Jamal French kissed her while ass ****** her. She took her cuffed hands tried to caressed Jamal’s big black head but he forced them away. She screamed slightly. They laughed. This continued for half an hour and Amanda started to cum repeatedly. The room smelled of ass and pussy and had become steamy along with Jacinda’s windows. Tyrone finally removed Amanda’s lifeless legs from his shoulders and she fell to her hands with her ass still up. Jamal had taken his penis out of her asshole, only to expose a large pulsating hole. The sheer size of his cock had changed Amanda’s asshole’s geometry - atleast temporarily.
He kneeled down and took a deep smell and sighed “Ahhhhh you fucking slut, I love fucking the shit out of you Amanda!”.
Amanda let out a moan “Ohhhhhhnnnnnnnn your black dicks…I’m so…drawn to them ohn god”
Tyrone asked Jamal “shall we explore her pussy some more bro?” Jamal nodded.
Amanda looked around to see what they meant. Tyrone took Amanda by the hands and made her kneel. She didn’t seem to resist. She was starring at him with her dark eyes as he situated her.
“Can I suck your big black dick Tyrone?” Amanda asked in a desperate and sensually deep voice while stroking his leg, moving her feminine hands closer to his shaft.
She had a stern look as if she was laser focused on one thing only. “My pussy juices are flowing for you, as you can see, and I want to get yours semen flowing so you can inseminate me. I’m not on birth control. I want your semen inside my womb. This vagina is yours, look at it…” she peered down towards her clit, opening it with her fingers slightly as if to tease him.
“Isn’t that what you want Tyrone? To thrust that big, black virile dick inside this hole and make me your sex slave tonight….uhhhhhnn…ohhhh..” She tried to convince him while starting to moan.
Tyrone had a look of awe on his face “Shit bitch you one freaky ho. We need to tattoo BBC Slut on your pussy dont we?”
Amanda gasped “uhhh yeah….” with her eyes fixated on Tyrone’s throbbing cock.
He moved towards her and was a good foot away from her but his black dick throbbing up and down as his heart beat blood across his giant body, was already on Amanda’s lips. She remained fixated on this biological marvel but now moved her eyes up at him, as a slave looks up at a master and started to roll her tongue around his cock. She could smell her pussy juices, mixed with sweat and pre-cum on his penis and this aroused her even more.
As she took the tip of his shaft in her mouth, it made him even harder forcing him to exclaim “UHhhhhh fuck you Arab bitch Amanda you’re gong to make me cum again. URGHHH”.
She thought he was going to come then and there in her mouth so she gestured forward holding both her breasts up to catch some of his ejaculate but he didn’t come. So she took the black cock in her left hand and started to masturbate it violently. Now a trained slut, she wasted no time in violently fingering her own dripping pussy with her right hand. Meanwhile Jamal was stroking his cock slowly over her head. She could smell its musk and loved the prospect of pleasing two enormous black virile dicks with her assets.
“Guck guck ohh guck guck…Tyrone…guck..guck..give me…your big…ohhh black…cock in my…guck guck..mouth….feed me your blah…uuhhhh UHHHHhn…UHNNNNNNNNNNNNN” Amanda now started to shake violently and even beat Tyrone to a major orgasm.
She held on to his dick but her body collapsed infront of her. She was kneeling at this point with her throbbing, warm asshole exposed and gaping openly towards Jamal behind her. For some reason, instinctively, instead of using this opportunity to **** her anal cavity, he put his toe inside her asshole and started to **** her with it. The force of his foot slapping against her asshole and ass yanked her forward repeatedly “Yap, FWHAP, WHAP” She was laughing by this point, in a state of utter ecstasy. She didnt stop fingering herself, while she was on her knees and face still fallen forward. She looked back at Jamal while he foot fucked her asshole.
Tyrone got on his knees, took Amanda’s head and started to face fuck her “oof GUCK GUCK GUCK noon..nohnn…GUCK GUCK”.
He did this for 10 minutes straight and with one large thrust and display of black manhood, screamed “UUURGGHHHH ARGHHH ARGHHHHH arghh”
Each time he screamed a long spray of cum shot out of his black penis head into her mouth, on to her nose, eyes, mouth, face, lips, tongue and breasts.
She responded with “Ohhhh tyrone…wow…wow” She was in ecstasy and she started to immediately lick the cum around her mouth with her tongue in a circular motion. Tyrone, as a thank you, slapped her hard with his right hand. “WHAP…oof” she fell over with a grunt.
She was temporarily fazed “what?? Wh..”Jamal grabbed her legs, twisted her over, bend her legs back all the way to her head so her bare feet were behind her head. He then took her by the hair and bent her head forward making sure she could see her own pussy and his black cock lined up. He then started to thrust into her, missionary style. “WHAP, FAP, FAP, WHAP, SKAP, Squirt, squirt…” Jamal started to **** Amanda hard. The pain was so severe that Amanda tried to back up but he held her down hard and continued the **** for a good twenty minutes. Amanda’s eyes were rolled back in her eye sockets and she was speech less…just moaning and whimpering.
Her hands behind her head, still cuffed together, her legs and feat wrapped around Jamal’s back. Sweat pouring off of both souls on top of each other’s bodies.
“Fuck me Jamal baby. Khalas I want this to happen all day and every day. Ugh ugh UGH UGH Uhhhhhhh” Amanda started quivering and cumming harder than ever.
Tyrone had come in by now for sloppy seconds and lowered his curved cock into her mouth while Jamal fucked her pussy relentlessly missionary style. “Guck, WHAP, fuck, Ohhnn, guck, guck, WHAP” Amanda started to violently squirt and gasped “ok ok time out…uhhh no no I can’t stop coming” and started to convulse. Jamal un-cuffed her and both men started to laugh.
Like a battery operated toy with a life of its own Amanda kept on shaking on the floor, trying to crawl away but kept on collapsing. As she attempted to walk on all fours, her legs kept on giving away as her pussy could be seen throbbing and dripping still.
She winced nervously “ohh Jama….jamal help” as she tried to stand up but collapsed and continued to come.
They had triggered some kind of autonomic nervous response in her and Amanda kept on coming in waves of orgasms and squirt for the next forty minutes.
Tyrone remarked “Jamal you be seen her labia? Fuck that’s bigger than my ma’s vacuum cleaner”.
Amanda’s labia had grown significantly over this ordeal to accommodate the large foreign objects in her innards. As she started to calm down and her moans faded she noticed the two men in the corner discussing something. This conversation went on for thirty minutes and change and as they looked over at her, they noticed she was looking at both of them, alternating between starring at Jamal’s glutes and Tyrone’s now limp but still very large black cock. She was slowly but surely pinching her labia while biting her lower lips as she kept looking at them. They looked at eachother bewildered. It turns out Amanda had developed a habit for masturbating as often as possible to black men.
She started to moan in pleasure again “oh yeah….Jamal…..Ty….ohhh god…im coming again….this cant be…ohh”. Amanda had an other orgasm “J…J….JJ…J….aml”. Despite the multitude of positions, permutations and combinations in today’s session, Amanda noticed none of the men had actually inseminated her vagina.
She stood up, her legs now functioning somewhat, and walked over to Jamal. As she approached, he started stroking his cock. As she walked over, he noticed her breasts moving from side to side and that voluptuous body with bodily fluids coming out of it got him instantly hard. She said nothing and he said nothing but simply lay back. She got on top of him and lowered her gaping labia and vagina on his erect 11 inch cock.
She had practice of this position from earlier on when she had cum on Jacinda’s black dildo gift. Amanda started to sensually scream “yeahhhhhh…yeahhhhh…oh yeah jamal….yeah Jamal oh …..”.
She started to ride his big black dick hard. “FLOP, FLOP, Uhhh,, FLOP, FLAP, Owwh Owwhw UHH OWHH” She could feel intense pain as this position was hitting her G-spot.
She didn’t care. The pain only increased but so did the pleasure. From behind Tyrone had become hard again as he could see this arabic hot slut flapping and squirting all over his bro as she rode him. He could see the contrast of the soles of her feet laying on Jame’s large quad muscles in his legs. Her feet were sweating as was her back. Her breasts continued to violently juggle as she flopped and flapped on his large frame.
Soon she started to scream “YEAH YEAH OH YEAH OHHHH MOTHER FUCKER FUCK FUCK OH OH JAMAL GIVE ME YOUR BIG FUCKING BLACK DICK BLACK DICK BLACK DICK OHHH BIG BLACK DICKS…OHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhh”
Tyrone ran to her while she was coming, pulled her head back and started to slap her face left and right. He looked down at her pussy and large amounts of semen were coming out of it. Jamal’s eyes were closed and he was piston fucking her as she was riding him. They both started to shake. She violently grabbed both of her breasts, squeezed them together and her face winced in pain. Both breasts started to ejaculate milk all over Jamal.
She eked out “I want….uhhhh noooo noooo something broke inside…me…uhh uhh I want your semen” “squirt, squirt squirt flap, flap”
Amanda couldn’t speak, she squirted jizz and started even peeing on Jamal. The men started to laugh. Jamal then got up, almost making Amanda lose balance; her pussy still holding on to his large black penis with her labia as a grip. He held her by the neck and started to choke her. Tyrone moved in and started to slap her “choke, choke, whap, slap, guck, guck,”
She didn’t process the range of emotions anymore. Ecstasy, pain, sadness, elation. She was being beaten and fucked at the same time and loved it.
“Whose BLACK COCK SLUT ARE YOU?” Tyrone screamed as Jamal slapped her again on her face, tits and ass.
“Uh you…yours..WHAP, SLAP, I am your black..WHAP…cock slut!” Amanda conceded.
Jamal took her head in her hands and forcibly opened her mouth.
She whimpered “Noahhh no…!”. Her tounge automatically lunged forward as she thought he wanted to come inside her throat but instead he plopped two pills in there and said “There, this is a victimless crime now.”
He was indicating that with these morning after pills, there would be no kids to be had. He shut her mouth and screamed “Swallow them. Cunt!”.
Amanda winched and swallowed. He then pushed her towards the ground. Amanda passed out on the carpet, breathing and whimpering “oof…uhh…uhhh no more…no more”.
Amanda had a serious problem by now. She didn’t see herself majoring in Biology, let alone graduating from college. She didn’t care about Omar or some boyfriend. She only wanted one thing in life - Big black virile men.
She wanted non-consensual sex with them and wanted to please them any time they liked. After tonight, she even enjoyed being slapped around while being fucked. They had deflowered this conservative Arab girl and reprogrammed her mind with just their masculinity and black dicks.
Amanda woke up 3 hours later in the same spot she had collapsed only now all three, Tyrone, Jamal and Jacinda had left. Amanda was unwashed and had dried cum on her hands, breasts, grown, legs, feet and in her hair. There were semi dry puddles of squirt and cum in various places of the room’s carpet; they reminded her of the action earlier that morning and the various places and positions she had been had, in that room. She noticed the queen of spades ankle bracelet was now back on her right ankle.
They had branded her against her will and she accepted her fate.
To be continued.
Amanda woke up the next morning in a daze. It was 10:47am and she had missed both of her morning classes. Omar was nowhere to be seen. She had a few missed calls on her phone so she reached over to scroll through the messages. All three were from Omar. One read “We are finished. I will be flying back home and will let my mother know the reasons but don’t worry I won’t, I will spare you the shame you prostitute. I won’t tell them any gory details of “Jamal”.” Amanda, had now sat up and felt a rush of adrenaline, fearing that Omar would spread horrible rumours about her amongst her ****** and common friend circle, back home. She worryingly scrolled through the second message which read “I expected more from you, the future mother of my children!”. She noticed from the timestamps that the third and final message as just two hours ago and read “Where were you last night? I had passed out after hitting my head but woke up only to find the room empty! I came here to visit you from thousands of miles away and what…you were off fucking other men. Cant you contain yourself you slut pig??!”. Amanda just deleted the messages and threw her phone at carpet beneath her feet, in disgust. She was frustrated at both, the situation with Omar and herself, for having no control over her body anymore. As she starred down, pondering over how to come out of this situation, she noticed a thin ankle bracelet around her right foot. It was delicate and had a silver sheen to it.
She was confused and blurted out “huh what?”.
As she sat on the edge of her bed she moved her leg and foot over her left thigh to take a closer look.
She had never had an ankle bracelet so was curious as to who put it there and more importantly, without her consent! She thought it could’ve been Omar the previous night before he fingered her. That was the most plausible explanation. She reached over to undo the bracelet and examine it closer. Amidst the bracelet were embedded black hearts with the letter ‘Q’ in them. She hadn’t the slightest clue what these stood for or what they mean. She took the bracelet off, picked up her phone and immediately messaged Omar “Baby I am so sorry this is a giant miscommunication. I wanted to thank you for the ankle bracelet. Please write back to me when you see this habibi.” The message failed to send for some reason, so she thought it must have been a connectivity error. She retried a few times but to no avail. Still curious, she pulled over her laptop and googled “ankle bracelet with letter Q and black heart”. Immediately search results produced came up with the term “Queen of spades” “Hotwife”. She continued to read, with now an expression of slight concern. One of the pages she clicked on explained that ankle bracelets worn by women on the right ankle symbolise a woman who is in an open relationship. If the bracelet had a black heard and ‘Q’ etched in it, it was known as a “Queen of Spade” bracelet and a signalling mechanism by the lady wearing it, that she was open to relationships mainly with black men.
Amanda yelped “Noooo absolutely NOT this is too much!!”
She snatched the bracelet from the side of her bed and said in a raised voice “I will not be made their fuck toy! This is NOT who I am!”
Amanda put her pyjamas and t-shirt on and rushed out of her dorm room, ran down the hallway to Jacinda’s room and stated knocking on her door feverishly. She could hear what at first sounded like cries so she stopped knocking and gestured her head slowly closer to the door.
She heard muffled words or what she thought were words “Mmffh…mfmfh..you…mffh….NOOAOhhhhn!!”
Amanda seemed visibly concerned as it sounded like some sort of physical abuse. She opened the door with much trepidation only to hear the sounds more clearly.
“Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooahn…fuck…oooh..oh”. Amanda could see no one in the room but the sounds were obviously coming from the room so she invited herself in and started to wander slowly towards the source.
They were coming from Jacinda’s toilet. As she slowly approached the toilet, the sounds grew louder. She could now also hear a baritone grunt now and then “ugh….ugh fuck ugh…bitch”. It sounded alot like Jamal but it could’ve been Tyrone, Amanda thought.
She peered down at the ankle bracelet she was holding in her left hand and continued walking towards the toilet. As she approached she could hear, what was now clearly Jacinda, breathing very heavily “uhhhhhh uhh uh……please stop…uhhhhh”.
Amanda slightly pushed the door open and peered her eye through the open slit. Her eye widened and mouth opened. There Jacinda was, in her freshman glory, standing on her legs, bent down. It was as clear as the day, Jamal was holding her butt cheeks open as he was feverishly fucking her ass. Her large black lips had lubricated Tyrone’s large curved cock and she was gagging on it. Tyrone’s head was facing the ceiling and his eyes closed. There was steam in the room; Amanda couldn’t tell if it was evaporate from the general bodily fluids or they had left the shower on, accidentally. The room smelled similar to the night she had been taken. The smell was all too familiar to Amanda now. As Amanda’s mind wandered, she mistakenly dropped the ankle bracelet on the toilet floor, near the door. It broke into fragments and the sound chimed through the entire bathroom. Jacinda looked around, as she was being mercilessly fucked. It took her some time to realise who was at the door. It seems Jamal and Tyrone hadn’t heard the sound of the bracelet hitting the tiles and had continued their rythmic fucking.
Jacinda smiled when she had clocked Amanda and said “Mandy well well, why don’t you join us…what…whap…, I can see your ooohnnn…uhh..whap,…. va-J-J wants a piece of this..ohhhnn..uhhhn.”
Both men turned to look at Amanda and none were smiling. This unsettled Amanda and before she could respond to Jacinda’s invite, she turned around, shut the bathroom door in haste and started to run towards Jacinda’s dorm room door. She could hear some clunks in the bathroom behind her and many rushed footsteps.
Jacinda screamed “guys dont do this here…please!!”
Jamal ushered Tyrone “go grab her legs, I’ll get the cuffs”.
Tyrone responded in his deep voice, as her ran towards Amanda “word”.
Amanda started to frantically reach for the door, hoping she could call for help but managed to eke out a “no No no someone…please..”.
Before she could complete her sentence, Jamal grabbed her firmly from behind and put his right hand around her mouth and started fingering her lips and tongue. She tried to scream “mmmmhhhmhmh mhmm nnnn mhm.”
Tyrone closed Jacinda’s door calmly and started walking towards Amanda. It was relatively dark in the room as it seems Jacinda had purposely kept things on the down low, ahead of her fuck session with the two boys. While flailing her legs, ineffectively, Amanda looked to her left at the toilet and could see Jacinda just closing the door and staying in the toilet; almost as if she knew what was about to happen and that she wasn’t invited. Although Amanda had lost her virginity to these two animals a few weeks ago, she now was paralysed with fear. Her heart beating wildly, she started to cry. Jamal tore her shirt off exposing her breasts. They bounced up and down, exposing her now very erect nipples. The boys took notice that her body was…wanting.
She didn’t scream but simply turned her head back up to meet Tyrone’s eyes. She had a stern look. Tyrone walked up to Amanda and showed her a pair of hand cuffs.
Her eyes widened and she screamed “Why? No GOD NO!” “WHAP!” she felt a sharp slap on her face as Tyrone hit her.
The force of the slap was so strong that she fell to the floor, gaining partial balance as her left and right hands broke her fall.
Jamal picked her up and held her firmly from behind, her tits now facing Tyrone again, who slowly walked up to her and said “That night was just the beginning you Arab slut. Tonight we are going to make you ours. We’re going to train you to be our animal and this onslaught will continue for many years…”
Amanda was in shock and didn’t know what to say. She was on her tip toes now as she was being held up slightly by Jamal from behind. Tyrone moved his hand over to her pussy and probed it. To neither the surprise of Tyrone, Jamal or even Amanda, it was throbbing, hot and dripping.
She sighed “aaahhhhhhhh..you fucking….bastar….ds..” Jamal slid his fingers into her asshole and with his left hand pulled her had back again causing her mouth to open. He thrust his fingers straight from her asshole into her mouth making her taste her ass and ass juices.
She moaned “ohhh oh wha…ohh stop thats my ass…”
Both men laughed at this biological display of submission and Jamal hollered “hahahah Amanda you our bitch girl, your pussy and ass keep trying to tell us something”.
Amanda had stopped crying and was still trying to free herself but with growing weakness in her arms. All of this commotion had gotten Jamal very erect and his cock was placed firmly above Amanda’s ass just near her tailbone. She could feel its girth, heat and size behind her. It felt like warm rubber. She could feel the wetness from his pre-cum on her back as well. Tyrone by now had started stroking his enormous veiny curved cock, rather slowly.
“Please…please boys….be gentle. Last night my holes were had and I can barely walk this morning!” She pleaded.
Tyrone walked up to Amanda’s face, took his hands and held each breast firmly while pinching and placing with her nipples.
She winced “ohhnn they hurt…my breasts are so sore”. He then continued to walk into Amanda. She did’t quite understand what was happening.
“Does he want to go through me?” She wondered as her eye was fixated on his powerful, dominant gaze.
Next thing she felt was a giant mass enter her vagina. She tried to back up but couldn’t because of Jamal standing right behind her - just as he had done the first time he had groped her in the quad that fateful evening. Tyrone slowly thrust his entire 14 inch throbbing and now very warm black dick inside Amanda’s vagina.
She just let out a soft “ooooooooohnnnn…….” And her head collapsed to the side somewhat.
Tyrone started to thrust in and out of her pussy but only ever taking out a few inches; ensuring the large extent of his manhood remained in her. “Ohhnnnnnnn fuck Tyrone…ohnnn.”
Tyrone then took both Amanda’s legs and put them above his shoulders exposing the souls of her feet towards the door. This exposed her asshole and Jamal took the opportunity to put the tip of his penis inside. This position took Amanda by surprise as she knew they were going to now penetrate her at the same time.
“Please DO NOT DO THI…”Amanda screamed but was cut off as Tyrone, while piston fucking her pussy, thrust deeply in her, while squeezing both her nipples on each breast.
Amanda’s lips went into an ‘O’ shape and her tongue came out almost in a tribal response to this maneuver by Tyrone. He used this opportunity to engulf her lips and tongue with his own and kept on tounge fucking her mouth.
All she could do was “mmmhmhm hmhmmh hhhh”.
She was sweating now and her pussy was gushing drops of ejaculate all over the carpet. Jamal pushed his entire black cock into Amandas ass and started to ram her harder. The toilet door slightly opened with Jacinda peering through the slit in absolute shock. Here was Amanda, hoist up against her will, her legs quivering and two large black dicks piston fucking her vagina and asshole in a rhythmic fashion. Her breasts were being slapped and squeezed by one black animal while the other was tounge fucking her mouth. Her cuffed hands were now behind Jamals head with her beautiful pale lifeless fingers barely able to grasp his big black skull. She was for all practical purposes, air tight.
She was now, their queen of spades.
She started to pant as no coherent words or sounds could be made by her anymore “pant…whap whap whap pant…huh…ohh..pant”.
She was just a piece of fuck meat now; no agency or ego or will. She knew she was a slave for black men and their penises. Forget her plans to come out of this “phase”, she knew this was the beginning of a life long descent into interracial debauchery. As Tyrone pulled his head away after tounge fucking her mouth for what felt like a full ten minutes, she bit his lower lips and then hers; her expression stern, with her eyes fixated in his eyes as he fucked her into oblivion. She arched her head and eyes backward and Jamal French kissed her while ass ****** her. She took her cuffed hands tried to caressed Jamal’s big black head but he forced them away. She screamed slightly. They laughed. This continued for half an hour and Amanda started to cum repeatedly. The room smelled of ass and pussy and had become steamy along with Jacinda’s windows. Tyrone finally removed Amanda’s lifeless legs from his shoulders and she fell to her hands with her ass still up. Jamal had taken his penis out of her asshole, only to expose a large pulsating hole. The sheer size of his cock had changed Amanda’s asshole’s geometry - atleast temporarily.
He kneeled down and took a deep smell and sighed “Ahhhhh you fucking slut, I love fucking the shit out of you Amanda!”.
Amanda let out a moan “Ohhhhhhnnnnnnnn your black dicks…I’m so…drawn to them ohn god”
Tyrone asked Jamal “shall we explore her pussy some more bro?” Jamal nodded.
Amanda looked around to see what they meant. Tyrone took Amanda by the hands and made her kneel. She didn’t seem to resist. She was starring at him with her dark eyes as he situated her.
“Can I suck your big black dick Tyrone?” Amanda asked in a desperate and sensually deep voice while stroking his leg, moving her feminine hands closer to his shaft.
She had a stern look as if she was laser focused on one thing only. “My pussy juices are flowing for you, as you can see, and I want to get yours semen flowing so you can inseminate me. I’m not on birth control. I want your semen inside my womb. This vagina is yours, look at it…” she peered down towards her clit, opening it with her fingers slightly as if to tease him.
“Isn’t that what you want Tyrone? To thrust that big, black virile dick inside this hole and make me your sex slave tonight….uhhhhhnn…ohhhh..” She tried to convince him while starting to moan.
Tyrone had a look of awe on his face “Shit bitch you one freaky ho. We need to tattoo BBC Slut on your pussy dont we?”
Amanda gasped “uhhh yeah….” with her eyes fixated on Tyrone’s throbbing cock.
He moved towards her and was a good foot away from her but his black dick throbbing up and down as his heart beat blood across his giant body, was already on Amanda’s lips. She remained fixated on this biological marvel but now moved her eyes up at him, as a slave looks up at a master and started to roll her tongue around his cock. She could smell her pussy juices, mixed with sweat and pre-cum on his penis and this aroused her even more.
As she took the tip of his shaft in her mouth, it made him even harder forcing him to exclaim “UHhhhhh fuck you Arab bitch Amanda you’re gong to make me cum again. URGHHH”.
She thought he was going to come then and there in her mouth so she gestured forward holding both her breasts up to catch some of his ejaculate but he didn’t come. So she took the black cock in her left hand and started to masturbate it violently. Now a trained slut, she wasted no time in violently fingering her own dripping pussy with her right hand. Meanwhile Jamal was stroking his cock slowly over her head. She could smell its musk and loved the prospect of pleasing two enormous black virile dicks with her assets.
“Guck guck ohh guck guck…Tyrone…guck..guck..give me…your big…ohhh black…cock in my…guck guck..mouth….feed me your blah…uuhhhh UHHHHhn…UHNNNNNNNNNNNNN” Amanda now started to shake violently and even beat Tyrone to a major orgasm.
She held on to his dick but her body collapsed infront of her. She was kneeling at this point with her throbbing, warm asshole exposed and gaping openly towards Jamal behind her. For some reason, instinctively, instead of using this opportunity to **** her anal cavity, he put his toe inside her asshole and started to **** her with it. The force of his foot slapping against her asshole and ass yanked her forward repeatedly “Yap, FWHAP, WHAP” She was laughing by this point, in a state of utter ecstasy. She didnt stop fingering herself, while she was on her knees and face still fallen forward. She looked back at Jamal while he foot fucked her asshole.
Tyrone got on his knees, took Amanda’s head and started to face fuck her “oof GUCK GUCK GUCK noon..nohnn…GUCK GUCK”.
He did this for 10 minutes straight and with one large thrust and display of black manhood, screamed “UUURGGHHHH ARGHHH ARGHHHHH arghh”
Each time he screamed a long spray of cum shot out of his black penis head into her mouth, on to her nose, eyes, mouth, face, lips, tongue and breasts.
She responded with “Ohhhh tyrone…wow…wow” She was in ecstasy and she started to immediately lick the cum around her mouth with her tongue in a circular motion. Tyrone, as a thank you, slapped her hard with his right hand. “WHAP…oof” she fell over with a grunt.
She was temporarily fazed “what?? Wh..”Jamal grabbed her legs, twisted her over, bend her legs back all the way to her head so her bare feet were behind her head. He then took her by the hair and bent her head forward making sure she could see her own pussy and his black cock lined up. He then started to thrust into her, missionary style. “WHAP, FAP, FAP, WHAP, SKAP, Squirt, squirt…” Jamal started to **** Amanda hard. The pain was so severe that Amanda tried to back up but he held her down hard and continued the **** for a good twenty minutes. Amanda’s eyes were rolled back in her eye sockets and she was speech less…just moaning and whimpering.
Her hands behind her head, still cuffed together, her legs and feat wrapped around Jamal’s back. Sweat pouring off of both souls on top of each other’s bodies.
“Fuck me Jamal baby. Khalas I want this to happen all day and every day. Ugh ugh UGH UGH Uhhhhhhh” Amanda started quivering and cumming harder than ever.
Tyrone had come in by now for sloppy seconds and lowered his curved cock into her mouth while Jamal fucked her pussy relentlessly missionary style. “Guck, WHAP, fuck, Ohhnn, guck, guck, WHAP” Amanda started to violently squirt and gasped “ok ok time out…uhhh no no I can’t stop coming” and started to convulse. Jamal un-cuffed her and both men started to laugh.
Like a battery operated toy with a life of its own Amanda kept on shaking on the floor, trying to crawl away but kept on collapsing. As she attempted to walk on all fours, her legs kept on giving away as her pussy could be seen throbbing and dripping still.
She winced nervously “ohh Jama….jamal help” as she tried to stand up but collapsed and continued to come.
They had triggered some kind of autonomic nervous response in her and Amanda kept on coming in waves of orgasms and squirt for the next forty minutes.
Tyrone remarked “Jamal you be seen her labia? Fuck that’s bigger than my ma’s vacuum cleaner”.
Amanda’s labia had grown significantly over this ordeal to accommodate the large foreign objects in her innards. As she started to calm down and her moans faded she noticed the two men in the corner discussing something. This conversation went on for thirty minutes and change and as they looked over at her, they noticed she was looking at both of them, alternating between starring at Jamal’s glutes and Tyrone’s now limp but still very large black cock. She was slowly but surely pinching her labia while biting her lower lips as she kept looking at them. They looked at eachother bewildered. It turns out Amanda had developed a habit for masturbating as often as possible to black men.
She started to moan in pleasure again “oh yeah….Jamal…..Ty….ohhh god…im coming again….this cant be…ohh”. Amanda had an other orgasm “J…J….JJ…J….aml”. Despite the multitude of positions, permutations and combinations in today’s session, Amanda noticed none of the men had actually inseminated her vagina.
She stood up, her legs now functioning somewhat, and walked over to Jamal. As she approached, he started stroking his cock. As she walked over, he noticed her breasts moving from side to side and that voluptuous body with bodily fluids coming out of it got him instantly hard. She said nothing and he said nothing but simply lay back. She got on top of him and lowered her gaping labia and vagina on his erect 11 inch cock.
She had practice of this position from earlier on when she had cum on Jacinda’s black dildo gift. Amanda started to sensually scream “yeahhhhhh…yeahhhhh…oh yeah jamal….yeah Jamal oh …..”.
She started to ride his big black dick hard. “FLOP, FLOP, Uhhh,, FLOP, FLAP, Owwh Owwhw UHH OWHH” She could feel intense pain as this position was hitting her G-spot.
She didn’t care. The pain only increased but so did the pleasure. From behind Tyrone had become hard again as he could see this arabic hot slut flapping and squirting all over his bro as she rode him. He could see the contrast of the soles of her feet laying on Jame’s large quad muscles in his legs. Her feet were sweating as was her back. Her breasts continued to violently juggle as she flopped and flapped on his large frame.
Soon she started to scream “YEAH YEAH OH YEAH OHHHH MOTHER FUCKER FUCK FUCK OH OH JAMAL GIVE ME YOUR BIG FUCKING BLACK DICK BLACK DICK BLACK DICK OHHH BIG BLACK DICKS…OHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhh”
Tyrone ran to her while she was coming, pulled her head back and started to slap her face left and right. He looked down at her pussy and large amounts of semen were coming out of it. Jamal’s eyes were closed and he was piston fucking her as she was riding him. They both started to shake. She violently grabbed both of her breasts, squeezed them together and her face winced in pain. Both breasts started to ejaculate milk all over Jamal.
She eked out “I want….uhhhh noooo noooo something broke inside…me…uhh uhh I want your semen” “squirt, squirt squirt flap, flap”
Amanda couldn’t speak, she squirted jizz and started even peeing on Jamal. The men started to laugh. Jamal then got up, almost making Amanda lose balance; her pussy still holding on to his large black penis with her labia as a grip. He held her by the neck and started to choke her. Tyrone moved in and started to slap her “choke, choke, whap, slap, guck, guck,”
She didn’t process the range of emotions anymore. Ecstasy, pain, sadness, elation. She was being beaten and fucked at the same time and loved it.
“Whose BLACK COCK SLUT ARE YOU?” Tyrone screamed as Jamal slapped her again on her face, tits and ass.
“Uh you…yours..WHAP, SLAP, I am your black..WHAP…cock slut!” Amanda conceded.
Jamal took her head in her hands and forcibly opened her mouth.
She whimpered “Noahhh no…!”. Her tounge automatically lunged forward as she thought he wanted to come inside her throat but instead he plopped two pills in there and said “There, this is a victimless crime now.”
He was indicating that with these morning after pills, there would be no kids to be had. He shut her mouth and screamed “Swallow them. Cunt!”.
Amanda winched and swallowed. He then pushed her towards the ground. Amanda passed out on the carpet, breathing and whimpering “oof…uhh…uhhh no more…no more”.
Amanda had a serious problem by now. She didn’t see herself majoring in Biology, let alone graduating from college. She didn’t care about Omar or some boyfriend. She only wanted one thing in life - Big black virile men.
She wanted non-consensual sex with them and wanted to please them any time they liked. After tonight, she even enjoyed being slapped around while being fucked. They had deflowered this conservative Arab girl and reprogrammed her mind with just their masculinity and black dicks.
Amanda woke up 3 hours later in the same spot she had collapsed only now all three, Tyrone, Jamal and Jacinda had left. Amanda was unwashed and had dried cum on her hands, breasts, grown, legs, feet and in her hair. There were semi dry puddles of squirt and cum in various places of the room’s carpet; they reminded her of the action earlier that morning and the various places and positions she had been had, in that room. She noticed the queen of spades ankle bracelet was now back on her right ankle.
They had branded her against her will and she accepted her fate.
To be continued.
Ch .07 Black Panthers Club 🐈⬛
Black Panthers Club
Days gave way to weeks which in turn gave way to months. It wasn’t uncommon to find moans and voices coming from Amanda's dorm room at regular intervals at wee hours of the morning. Amanda was captivated by interracial sex and had little qualms about it, it seemed. Her DVD collection hadn’t grown, interestingly. However, she had subscribed to known interracial porn websites such as BlacksonBlondes, Blacked and Blackedraw. These websites featured non-African females getting deflowered and often, forced to submit to black cock. Amanda consumed interracial porn at a growing frequency; primarily for its erotic benefits but also to find new ideas and positions to try in real life, if the opportunity presented. She hadn't however, had the confidence to go and seek out real sex since her "branding" by Jamal and Tyrone in Jacinda's room a few weeks ago.
The Friday before spring break, Jacinda wanted to leave a few things off with Amanda before she flew to see her friends in New York. It was 9pm. As she knocked on Amanda’s door a few times, no one answered. So she pushed the door open only to find a dark room, Amanda leaning back on her chair, legs spread out over her laptop and an interracial video playing of black men penetrating a woman.
She was stroking her labia as she whispered silently “ohnnnn Mandingo…”.
Her black dildo lay in the wait on the table besides her laptop. She reached at it with her trembling left arm.
Grabbing it as quickly as she could, she thrust it slowly in her gaping pussy “uhnn….Ohnnn….Noooohhn…Uhhhhhnn”, she moaned louder while now thrusting it into her with both hands.
Jacinda had closed the door behind her and moved closer to Amanda. Amanda hadn’t taken any notice to her surroundings, presumably too busy in the act of defiling herself. Jacinda’s eyes grew wide as she could see on the chair Amanda was sitting on, a pool of cum below her pussy and in this pool lay Amanda’s queen of spades ankle bracelet. Some of this cum was dropping off the chair on the carpet.
The interracial porn star shouted at the victim in the video “Take that, uhhhn, you cum slut, whose pussy is this?”
These sounds of black male domination made Amanda thrust the dildo harder into her vagina causing her legs and feet to quiver. As she fucked herself with the dildo being held in her left hand, she took her right hand and started to cup and squeeze her right breast and nipple. She then quickly moved her hands to her throat and started choking herself. As she did this she started to shake even harder and violently. To some extent, Amanda was trying to mimic the multiple times she had been ***** by black men and how they had groped and had their way with various parts of her body during the sessions. Jacinda was smiling to herself in utter disbelief at this spectacle of a woman totally servile and enslaved to hardcore sex. She slowly walked away and let Amanda finish, leaving a bag of her belongings near the door, understanding Amanda would know what to do with them.
Amanda finished herself off in a final orgasm and removed her legs off her table. She closed her laptop, wiped her chair and the ejaculate off of the carpet below her. She was totally naked and kneeling down, wiping the carpet. The soles of her feet totally exposed. She was thinking to herself how she would be seeing her ****** back in Beirut later this coming weekend and maybe even meet Omar if he wanted to. She stood up and threw the tissues away, grabbing the dildo and taking it with her into the toilet. She washed it in the sink with soap, tugging at its length and girth. As she did this, it bobbed back and forth and the soap bubbles which formed around it resembled her own white ejaculate and jizz. She smiled as she did this, looking at herself in the mirror cheekily and then starring right back at the dildo as she washed it. Almost as if on autopilot, instead of storing the dildo away under the sink near the faucet pipe, she raised her right leg up and placed her feet on the sink. The big black dick dildo was twice the size of her petite feet; the contrast even larger in skin tones. She hobbled on her left leg which was firmly planted on the toilet floor as if to open a bigger entrance to her vagina.
Amanda wanted another round of big black cock just minutes after her Mandingo masturbation session. She thrust the soap filled glistening dildo in her pussy and pushed very hard.
She lunged forward screaming “UUHHHHhh o-yeahhhhnn…ohhhh fuck noa…” and almost lost balance.
She had hit her g-spot and started to shake. She started to thrust her hips forward and fuck the dildo which she held with her left hand. This continued for a good ten minutes before she came hard, screaming, dropping the dildo in the sink and falling to her knees. As she continued to shake, she held both her breasts in her arms and her lips were open with her tounge out, eyes rolled back in her head. She kept on shaking while on her knees, looking up. It resembled the stance she had taken as the janitor had face fucked her before ****** her a few weeks ago on the 12th floor.
She was now breathless, panting because of the ferocity of the orgasm. As she collected herself, she started to get up but noticed a strong force push her to the toilet floor infront of her.
Her hands instinctively broke her fall and she screamed “What…huh?”
She got on all fours and looked back, still recovering somewhat from the stream of orgasms a few minutes earlier. Her eyes and head looked backward and up to see a tall figure in her toilet. She was speechless. The figure was very tall and had a balaclava face mask on. He had gloves on and all that could be seen were his giant forearms with thick veins. Amanda was petrified now and didn’t know whether to get up, scream or both. He was blocking the entrance, breathing heavily and in front of her was the shower floor with a window above it that would barely fit a midget. She tried to identify him through his eyes but couldn’t.
He started to unbuckle his pants and said “You’ll be lucky if you make it out alive tonight Amanda.”
Amanda’s eyes widened in pure fear and she started to scream. He had taken his belt off by now and whipped her “WHAP” on her large Arab buttocks.
Immediately a red streak appeared on her ass and she screamed “OUUUCHhhh OHHNnnn!!!” in her melodic yet painful voice.
He continued to hit her with his belt, “WHAP, WHAP, WHAPP, SLASH”.
Amanda started crying “nouhh uhh ple….oh god..uhhh” as her ass and legs started to shake violently. She fell to the floor face first and her ass protruding upward now. Her asshole had slightly opened up and dried jizz from before was on her pussy.
The large black intruder menacingly moved to her, knelt down, opened her ass cheeks wide to expose her asshole. He moved his head close to her ass and then jabbed his tounge inside her asshole while firmly holding on to her butt cheeks.
His black hands covered the multiple strike wounds and Amanda continued to tremble with fear “nohu uhh…please…oh god…what are you doing”.
He started to bite her innards and anus viciously and took deep breaths as if he was enjoying the smell of ass her anal cavity was emitting.
“You want big black dicks Amanda?” He yelled.
She didn’t respond in pure shock. She just looked back at him with fear.
“DO YOU?” He repeated even louder.
She screamed in protest “ye…yes..I mean NO!”.
He immediately got up “Get on your knees you Arab slut, I am going to **** your ass and vagina with my big black dick right here!!”
He hoist her up so she was standing now but still bent down, asshole fully exposed and wet from his tounge session earlier. He pulled down his jeans only to reveal what might have been a 15 inch large penis which was thicker than anything she had ever seen. It too was curved but upward.
In pure fear she begged “no please I can’t take this it will destroy my insides”.
“We will see” he responded callously and proceeded to penetrate her anal sphincter quickly with six thrusts, sans warning “SLOSH, FLAP, WHAP, SLUSH, SLAP, WHAP”.
With each thrust she almost lost her balance but he had taken her hands and was holding them behind her back ****** her violently. Her feet were firmly planted on the white tiled toilet floor and he had put his own large feet above her right foot. Unable to move, she continued to scream in pain and whimper periodically.
“ Noh. Noh. NOH!. NOH!!. NOH STOP. STOP. OHnn, OHNNnn” she whimpered like a gazelle.
Her lips were now open and her tounge was out, almost as if she was helpless but one could argue her natural instinct to service black men had kicked in and she wanted to suck a big black dick while being ***** in the ass. He put his right hand in her mouth and pushed her head back towards him, her face facing his upward. He didn’t stop thrusting in and out of her ass and didn’t care that she had lost all ability to stand were it not for him hoisting her up.
He now moved into a Jamaican hip maneuver as he started to grind in a circular fashion, his black throbbing dick inside her asshole. She looked down in disgust and awe at her pussy and stomach as she could see it creating an indentation.
She was confused and in shock “you are inside my gut..you…fucking…uhnnn ohnn” Amanda couldn’t complete her sentence and started to violently shake as she came.
Juices streamed now uncontrollably out of her pussy and ass simultaneously as if her body was invoking emergency body functions to accommodate for the foreign object in her.
“That’s right you fucking whore, you’re my black cock SLUT!” He screamed in anger as he thrust his body and black shaft into her a few times with extreme force “WHAP WHAP WHAP!”
As he did this she screamed “no uhhhnnn oaauhnnn OWW AUHH OWWH take it out…TAKE IT OUT” almost in shock.
She lunged forward, off his black cock, with a thick creamy substance covering it like glaze. Her legs quivered as she glided off his 15 inch rod, jumping on her tippy toes, shaking all over. She immediately turned around to look at him in awe. He slapped her on her face “FWAP”. He went for another slap but then she held her arms out in defence as she partially kneeled down in her juices. He took both her feminine hands in one of his large black right hand and dragged her to the shower.
“What are you doing…STOP!!” She screamed in protest.
He flung her, while she was still on the floor, against the shower wall. She, tearful, backed up in pure fear against the shower corner with her legs open. He turned on the shower.
As it usually took time to warm up, the water was frigid and Amanda started to squeal, whine and shiver, immediately getting on her knees “Please this is…is too mu..”
“WHAP” Before she could complete a sentence, he slapped her and she fell to the floor, now starring up at him, lying with her black to the floor. He entered the shower with her, now completely naked himself and with his big black dick hovering down at her. He closed the shower door behind him. He turned up the shower heat to the second highest setting. A warmth came over Amanda but then she noticed a rather intense and uncomfortable heat. The shower cubicle became steamy and all an observed would’ve been able to see from the outside was the large back of a huge black man standing next to the nearly lifeless and parlayzed with fear body of a olive skinned, girl.
“Get up” he commanded in a baritone voice.
Amanda got to her knees slowly unable to focus her gaze elsewhere than his enormous black penis. She could see it was leaking precum from its bulbous purple head. She knew what he wanted so without any additional prompts, she started.
“Guck, gulp, GUCK GUCk” She could barely fit this large girthy curved monstrosity in her mouth. She held on to his large thighs for support. She was on her knees, with the soles of her feet arched back. She started to pick up pace as she allowed him to face fuck her brutally.
All one could hear amidst the sound of the shower was a heavy baritone voice shouting “Take this black dick!” followed by a deep sensual, painful yet melodic “Nooohh uhh” followed by a loud “WHAP” followed by a “nooahnn..”
“Take it Amanda you BBC slut” “NoOOOH, guck, guck, WHAP” “Noah”, she protested amidst her getting fucked and slapped. “Oh yeah you slut you will serve me well” he retorted.
Amanda started to finger herself while getting slapped and face fucked. This is what she had prepared herself for, after all, in all of those interracial porn sessions.
The room was very steamy now and she was in a daze. Her face bruised and ass obliterated with her pussy left wanting, she felt a strong grasp around her neck and she started to choke “ughghhh”.
The man had forced her to standup and then pushed her back up against the wall. He then hoist her up against the wall of the shower. Her legs were dangling and waving. He found them some support as he moved his giant body against hers and put her legs up on his shoulders with the soles of her feet hanging behind his back. This exposed her vaginal cavity and g-spot.
He didn’t even wait and as he held her in place, he entered her and violently started to **** her against her will. “WHAP WHAP WHAP”.
“This is my pussy…UGH YEAH…UHG…YEAH…its my pussy” he screamed in a deep voice.
Amanda was paralysed in awe as she looked down at her labia, lubing and and clinging on to his giant black cock as it rammed her repeatedly.
“Its your pussy….its…Oh nooo…Fuck you…Oh god…you’re going to inseminate me” she relented.
She started to squeeze her nipples feverishly while meeting his gaze. While doing this she started to lick her lips and bite her tounge, starring down at his black piston thrashing into her vagina. He took both her breasts and started to squeeze them intensely and Amanda started to scream at the top of her voice in pain.
This turned him on even more and he continued to **** her along with abusing her “WHAP, FLAP, SLUT! YOU FUCKING BLACK COCK WHORE TAKE THIS! UGH, UGH” he came hard without warning and the cum started to run down her pelvis and on to the steamy shower floor. “No morning after pill this time. You’re going to carry my child bitch…you’re gonna carry my…” He paused.
“No NO NO GOD PLEASE NO” She pleaded but he kept on thrusting his penis inside and out hoping for maximum penetration close to her womb.
She felt something she hadn’t felt so far in any of her ordeals. A hot sensation deep inside her. He must’ve hit her womb and deposited his black load right in there. Her legs now wrapped around his broad back, shaking violently and her eyes wincing, she bend her head down as he continued to fuck her despite having already cum. She knew she was defenceless against his sheer strength and brutality so she submitted fully and latched on to his nipple and started to desperately suck it.
This turned him on “ohh you fucking Arab bitch what are you doing?”.
She was panting by now, speechless but managed to look up at him in ecstasy “I am yours…take me and fuck me whenever you want, how you wah…ohn god im cuming again…whenever you want. Impregnate me….hahn…hahn…make me…ohhnn…uh yeah…cum on that black dick”.
Amanda knew she had never been ***** this hard. She fell to the floor with her feet still quivering and cum gushing out of her vaginal cavity onto the toilet tiles.
The man looked down at Amanda and continued to stroke is now limp but very large black dick. She was looking at his feet, in a fetal position, still panting silently.
He was sizing Amanda’s voluptuous curves up as she lay there, in mercy.
“Hmmm I don’t think I’m done yet” He thought to himself as he bit his lower lip. He leaned over to turn the shower off. Her eyes followed his body as she turned around with her back facing the floor. He now looked down at her again and picked her foot up, holding her right leg just by her toes. He started to stroke his cock with his left hand. Amanda was still breathing heavy from her demolition earlier and this rhythmic breathing made her breasts move up and down slowly. He kept on staring at them and now inserted her foot in his mouth. Immediately he started to stroke his cock faster and it started to pulsate and grow again, to Amanda’s pure shock and horror.
She tried to retract her leg but this proved futile as he bit down hard on her toes. She felt an intense piercing pain travel down her feet, into her labia and vagina and up her body.
She winced and thrust her hips up, off the shower floor “Uhhahoown…what the fuck are you d…” she could barely complete her sentence and he started to feverishly bite her foot and suck the toes.
Amanda gestured her second leg over and placed her olive coloured ankles and feet on his now very hard cock which he was still stroking. The contrast in skin tone was a sight to see. He let go of his black dick and held both her feet close to this mouth and started to tounge fuck her toes while moving closer to her vagina. Both her legs and feet now at his mouths mercy, he inserted his pulsating rod deep into her asshole. He then pulled out and thrust it into her pussy. He kept alternating as she started to scream. He fucked her like this back and forth, causing her to squirt repeatedly, all while he was tounge fucking her feet. She squirt on his abdomen area and on her own legs and feet which he had now placed on his chest.
He next upped the ante and pinned back Amandas legs and feet behind her head causing her asshole and pussy to gape at him. He then started to pound her, dropping his entire 240 pounds of black flesh into her pulsating vagina with each trust. Amanda could only let out small squeals now “oo…aa…ohh”
He’d slap her face left to right “WHAP, WHAP” in between thrusts.
“You like BIG …BLACK…DICK..dont you..DONT YOU” he would taunt her repeatedly while pounding her.
“God no…No..NO…Uhh yeah…” Amanda responded when she could, in between thrusts.
“You muh queen of spades bitch?” He taunted her, breathing hard now, while fucking her.
“I am. I am. Stop…noo just stop…” She conceded as her feet, pinned firmly back by his large hands, started to shake in a throws of what must have been the 18th orgasm in this fuck session.
This forced indoctrination and submission session continued for another ten minutes before he pulled out and screamed “OPEN IT!”.
Amanda obeyed and opened her mouth but he slapped her on her face “WHAP” “Not that you fat bitch!”
She knew what he meant and reached down and spread her pussy lips as wide as possible, exposing a dark cave opening. He proceeded to squat over her and lower his large black member into her shaft and shoot multiple quarts of semen into her vagina as she stared in awe at him.
He got up, stoically, turned the shower off and stepped out of the shower cubicle.
He turned towards her and said “Welcome to the Black Panthers club” in his deep voice.
She was still laying on her back, dazed, confused, violated and inseminated. She gasped and looked at him as he put his pants back on and walked out of the toilet. “What’s the black panthers club?”
As she mustered up the energy to get up, her legs shook as she walked towards the door herself. She glanced towards the right at the mirror above the sink where she had masturbated to her dildo just an hour ago. She was a total mess. Her breasts, face, vagina, chest, feet, legs had bite marks and redness everywhere. Her labia was at-least five if not ten centimetres in length. She used the next few hours to clean up, pack for her flight tomorrow and gather her thoughts. Before she called it an evening, she googled “Black Panthers Club” only to find some benign references to black history and other groups but nothing that would tie it back to her ordeal a few hours earlier. As she tried to look towards the latter pages in Google, she saw a 4chan thread about the BPC in her city. She clicked on it and started to read.
“Interracial sex parties featuring 1 woman and between 20 and 50 men. Book now to be a male performer, victim “Amanda” soon to feature after Summer Break - only $199.99 for the evening. Video included!” She was shocked. She had never booked in anything and certainly would not participate in such open ended debauchery! Her heart started to race now as she nervously guided her mouse pointer over to her name in the post, which was hyper linked. She clicked on it, only for a new web window to open. There, she almost started to feel faint with the sight she saw. It was her, the night of her first ordeal, being recorded as she lay there on the table after she was ***** by Tyrone, Jamal and Wesley. This is the video she hoped would never surface but now it was there in all its disgusting glory! Amanda started to cry in abject fear and humiliation. As she scrolled down she could see comments by others like “Hmm I would do things to her” or “She looks great with those BBCs” or “Name?”. Her world which had already taken a dark turn over the last few months, now officially became a living nightmare. She didn’t know who she could turn to, to complain to, to apologise to, to make this all go away. The internet never forgot and she knew it would be not long before this video ended up on amateur porn sites like XHamster, Pornhub, XNXX and more. To make matters worse, when was she going to be taken against her will and ***** by 20 to 50 men after the summer? Was it time to leave university?
Her mind ran circles all night as she struggled to fall asleep.
To be continued.
Days gave way to weeks which in turn gave way to months. It wasn’t uncommon to find moans and voices coming from Amanda's dorm room at regular intervals at wee hours of the morning. Amanda was captivated by interracial sex and had little qualms about it, it seemed. Her DVD collection hadn’t grown, interestingly. However, she had subscribed to known interracial porn websites such as BlacksonBlondes, Blacked and Blackedraw. These websites featured non-African females getting deflowered and often, forced to submit to black cock. Amanda consumed interracial porn at a growing frequency; primarily for its erotic benefits but also to find new ideas and positions to try in real life, if the opportunity presented. She hadn't however, had the confidence to go and seek out real sex since her "branding" by Jamal and Tyrone in Jacinda's room a few weeks ago.
The Friday before spring break, Jacinda wanted to leave a few things off with Amanda before she flew to see her friends in New York. It was 9pm. As she knocked on Amanda’s door a few times, no one answered. So she pushed the door open only to find a dark room, Amanda leaning back on her chair, legs spread out over her laptop and an interracial video playing of black men penetrating a woman.
She was stroking her labia as she whispered silently “ohnnnn Mandingo…”.
Her black dildo lay in the wait on the table besides her laptop. She reached at it with her trembling left arm.
Grabbing it as quickly as she could, she thrust it slowly in her gaping pussy “uhnn….Ohnnn….Noooohhn…Uhhhhhnn”, she moaned louder while now thrusting it into her with both hands.
Jacinda had closed the door behind her and moved closer to Amanda. Amanda hadn’t taken any notice to her surroundings, presumably too busy in the act of defiling herself. Jacinda’s eyes grew wide as she could see on the chair Amanda was sitting on, a pool of cum below her pussy and in this pool lay Amanda’s queen of spades ankle bracelet. Some of this cum was dropping off the chair on the carpet.
The interracial porn star shouted at the victim in the video “Take that, uhhhn, you cum slut, whose pussy is this?”
These sounds of black male domination made Amanda thrust the dildo harder into her vagina causing her legs and feet to quiver. As she fucked herself with the dildo being held in her left hand, she took her right hand and started to cup and squeeze her right breast and nipple. She then quickly moved her hands to her throat and started choking herself. As she did this she started to shake even harder and violently. To some extent, Amanda was trying to mimic the multiple times she had been ***** by black men and how they had groped and had their way with various parts of her body during the sessions. Jacinda was smiling to herself in utter disbelief at this spectacle of a woman totally servile and enslaved to hardcore sex. She slowly walked away and let Amanda finish, leaving a bag of her belongings near the door, understanding Amanda would know what to do with them.
Amanda finished herself off in a final orgasm and removed her legs off her table. She closed her laptop, wiped her chair and the ejaculate off of the carpet below her. She was totally naked and kneeling down, wiping the carpet. The soles of her feet totally exposed. She was thinking to herself how she would be seeing her ****** back in Beirut later this coming weekend and maybe even meet Omar if he wanted to. She stood up and threw the tissues away, grabbing the dildo and taking it with her into the toilet. She washed it in the sink with soap, tugging at its length and girth. As she did this, it bobbed back and forth and the soap bubbles which formed around it resembled her own white ejaculate and jizz. She smiled as she did this, looking at herself in the mirror cheekily and then starring right back at the dildo as she washed it. Almost as if on autopilot, instead of storing the dildo away under the sink near the faucet pipe, she raised her right leg up and placed her feet on the sink. The big black dick dildo was twice the size of her petite feet; the contrast even larger in skin tones. She hobbled on her left leg which was firmly planted on the toilet floor as if to open a bigger entrance to her vagina.
Amanda wanted another round of big black cock just minutes after her Mandingo masturbation session. She thrust the soap filled glistening dildo in her pussy and pushed very hard.
She lunged forward screaming “UUHHHHhh o-yeahhhhnn…ohhhh fuck noa…” and almost lost balance.
She had hit her g-spot and started to shake. She started to thrust her hips forward and fuck the dildo which she held with her left hand. This continued for a good ten minutes before she came hard, screaming, dropping the dildo in the sink and falling to her knees. As she continued to shake, she held both her breasts in her arms and her lips were open with her tounge out, eyes rolled back in her head. She kept on shaking while on her knees, looking up. It resembled the stance she had taken as the janitor had face fucked her before ****** her a few weeks ago on the 12th floor.
She was now breathless, panting because of the ferocity of the orgasm. As she collected herself, she started to get up but noticed a strong force push her to the toilet floor infront of her.
Her hands instinctively broke her fall and she screamed “What…huh?”
She got on all fours and looked back, still recovering somewhat from the stream of orgasms a few minutes earlier. Her eyes and head looked backward and up to see a tall figure in her toilet. She was speechless. The figure was very tall and had a balaclava face mask on. He had gloves on and all that could be seen were his giant forearms with thick veins. Amanda was petrified now and didn’t know whether to get up, scream or both. He was blocking the entrance, breathing heavily and in front of her was the shower floor with a window above it that would barely fit a midget. She tried to identify him through his eyes but couldn’t.
He started to unbuckle his pants and said “You’ll be lucky if you make it out alive tonight Amanda.”
Amanda’s eyes widened in pure fear and she started to scream. He had taken his belt off by now and whipped her “WHAP” on her large Arab buttocks.
Immediately a red streak appeared on her ass and she screamed “OUUUCHhhh OHHNnnn!!!” in her melodic yet painful voice.
He continued to hit her with his belt, “WHAP, WHAP, WHAPP, SLASH”.
Amanda started crying “nouhh uhh ple….oh god..uhhh” as her ass and legs started to shake violently. She fell to the floor face first and her ass protruding upward now. Her asshole had slightly opened up and dried jizz from before was on her pussy.
The large black intruder menacingly moved to her, knelt down, opened her ass cheeks wide to expose her asshole. He moved his head close to her ass and then jabbed his tounge inside her asshole while firmly holding on to her butt cheeks.
His black hands covered the multiple strike wounds and Amanda continued to tremble with fear “nohu uhh…please…oh god…what are you doing”.
He started to bite her innards and anus viciously and took deep breaths as if he was enjoying the smell of ass her anal cavity was emitting.
“You want big black dicks Amanda?” He yelled.
She didn’t respond in pure shock. She just looked back at him with fear.
“DO YOU?” He repeated even louder.
She screamed in protest “ye…yes..I mean NO!”.
He immediately got up “Get on your knees you Arab slut, I am going to **** your ass and vagina with my big black dick right here!!”
He hoist her up so she was standing now but still bent down, asshole fully exposed and wet from his tounge session earlier. He pulled down his jeans only to reveal what might have been a 15 inch large penis which was thicker than anything she had ever seen. It too was curved but upward.
In pure fear she begged “no please I can’t take this it will destroy my insides”.
“We will see” he responded callously and proceeded to penetrate her anal sphincter quickly with six thrusts, sans warning “SLOSH, FLAP, WHAP, SLUSH, SLAP, WHAP”.
With each thrust she almost lost her balance but he had taken her hands and was holding them behind her back ****** her violently. Her feet were firmly planted on the white tiled toilet floor and he had put his own large feet above her right foot. Unable to move, she continued to scream in pain and whimper periodically.
“ Noh. Noh. NOH!. NOH!!. NOH STOP. STOP. OHnn, OHNNnn” she whimpered like a gazelle.
Her lips were now open and her tounge was out, almost as if she was helpless but one could argue her natural instinct to service black men had kicked in and she wanted to suck a big black dick while being ***** in the ass. He put his right hand in her mouth and pushed her head back towards him, her face facing his upward. He didn’t stop thrusting in and out of her ass and didn’t care that she had lost all ability to stand were it not for him hoisting her up.
He now moved into a Jamaican hip maneuver as he started to grind in a circular fashion, his black throbbing dick inside her asshole. She looked down in disgust and awe at her pussy and stomach as she could see it creating an indentation.
She was confused and in shock “you are inside my gut..you…fucking…uhnnn ohnn” Amanda couldn’t complete her sentence and started to violently shake as she came.
Juices streamed now uncontrollably out of her pussy and ass simultaneously as if her body was invoking emergency body functions to accommodate for the foreign object in her.
“That’s right you fucking whore, you’re my black cock SLUT!” He screamed in anger as he thrust his body and black shaft into her a few times with extreme force “WHAP WHAP WHAP!”
As he did this she screamed “no uhhhnnn oaauhnnn OWW AUHH OWWH take it out…TAKE IT OUT” almost in shock.
She lunged forward, off his black cock, with a thick creamy substance covering it like glaze. Her legs quivered as she glided off his 15 inch rod, jumping on her tippy toes, shaking all over. She immediately turned around to look at him in awe. He slapped her on her face “FWAP”. He went for another slap but then she held her arms out in defence as she partially kneeled down in her juices. He took both her feminine hands in one of his large black right hand and dragged her to the shower.
“What are you doing…STOP!!” She screamed in protest.
He flung her, while she was still on the floor, against the shower wall. She, tearful, backed up in pure fear against the shower corner with her legs open. He turned on the shower.
As it usually took time to warm up, the water was frigid and Amanda started to squeal, whine and shiver, immediately getting on her knees “Please this is…is too mu..”
“WHAP” Before she could complete a sentence, he slapped her and she fell to the floor, now starring up at him, lying with her black to the floor. He entered the shower with her, now completely naked himself and with his big black dick hovering down at her. He closed the shower door behind him. He turned up the shower heat to the second highest setting. A warmth came over Amanda but then she noticed a rather intense and uncomfortable heat. The shower cubicle became steamy and all an observed would’ve been able to see from the outside was the large back of a huge black man standing next to the nearly lifeless and parlayzed with fear body of a olive skinned, girl.
“Get up” he commanded in a baritone voice.
Amanda got to her knees slowly unable to focus her gaze elsewhere than his enormous black penis. She could see it was leaking precum from its bulbous purple head. She knew what he wanted so without any additional prompts, she started.
“Guck, gulp, GUCK GUCk” She could barely fit this large girthy curved monstrosity in her mouth. She held on to his large thighs for support. She was on her knees, with the soles of her feet arched back. She started to pick up pace as she allowed him to face fuck her brutally.
All one could hear amidst the sound of the shower was a heavy baritone voice shouting “Take this black dick!” followed by a deep sensual, painful yet melodic “Nooohh uhh” followed by a loud “WHAP” followed by a “nooahnn..”
“Take it Amanda you BBC slut” “NoOOOH, guck, guck, WHAP” “Noah”, she protested amidst her getting fucked and slapped. “Oh yeah you slut you will serve me well” he retorted.
Amanda started to finger herself while getting slapped and face fucked. This is what she had prepared herself for, after all, in all of those interracial porn sessions.
The room was very steamy now and she was in a daze. Her face bruised and ass obliterated with her pussy left wanting, she felt a strong grasp around her neck and she started to choke “ughghhh”.
The man had forced her to standup and then pushed her back up against the wall. He then hoist her up against the wall of the shower. Her legs were dangling and waving. He found them some support as he moved his giant body against hers and put her legs up on his shoulders with the soles of her feet hanging behind his back. This exposed her vaginal cavity and g-spot.
He didn’t even wait and as he held her in place, he entered her and violently started to **** her against her will. “WHAP WHAP WHAP”.
“This is my pussy…UGH YEAH…UHG…YEAH…its my pussy” he screamed in a deep voice.
Amanda was paralysed in awe as she looked down at her labia, lubing and and clinging on to his giant black cock as it rammed her repeatedly.
“Its your pussy….its…Oh nooo…Fuck you…Oh god…you’re going to inseminate me” she relented.
She started to squeeze her nipples feverishly while meeting his gaze. While doing this she started to lick her lips and bite her tounge, starring down at his black piston thrashing into her vagina. He took both her breasts and started to squeeze them intensely and Amanda started to scream at the top of her voice in pain.
This turned him on even more and he continued to **** her along with abusing her “WHAP, FLAP, SLUT! YOU FUCKING BLACK COCK WHORE TAKE THIS! UGH, UGH” he came hard without warning and the cum started to run down her pelvis and on to the steamy shower floor. “No morning after pill this time. You’re going to carry my child bitch…you’re gonna carry my…” He paused.
“No NO NO GOD PLEASE NO” She pleaded but he kept on thrusting his penis inside and out hoping for maximum penetration close to her womb.
She felt something she hadn’t felt so far in any of her ordeals. A hot sensation deep inside her. He must’ve hit her womb and deposited his black load right in there. Her legs now wrapped around his broad back, shaking violently and her eyes wincing, she bend her head down as he continued to fuck her despite having already cum. She knew she was defenceless against his sheer strength and brutality so she submitted fully and latched on to his nipple and started to desperately suck it.
This turned him on “ohh you fucking Arab bitch what are you doing?”.
She was panting by now, speechless but managed to look up at him in ecstasy “I am yours…take me and fuck me whenever you want, how you wah…ohn god im cuming again…whenever you want. Impregnate me….hahn…hahn…make me…ohhnn…uh yeah…cum on that black dick”.
Amanda knew she had never been ***** this hard. She fell to the floor with her feet still quivering and cum gushing out of her vaginal cavity onto the toilet tiles.
The man looked down at Amanda and continued to stroke is now limp but very large black dick. She was looking at his feet, in a fetal position, still panting silently.
He was sizing Amanda’s voluptuous curves up as she lay there, in mercy.
“Hmmm I don’t think I’m done yet” He thought to himself as he bit his lower lip. He leaned over to turn the shower off. Her eyes followed his body as she turned around with her back facing the floor. He now looked down at her again and picked her foot up, holding her right leg just by her toes. He started to stroke his cock with his left hand. Amanda was still breathing heavy from her demolition earlier and this rhythmic breathing made her breasts move up and down slowly. He kept on staring at them and now inserted her foot in his mouth. Immediately he started to stroke his cock faster and it started to pulsate and grow again, to Amanda’s pure shock and horror.
She tried to retract her leg but this proved futile as he bit down hard on her toes. She felt an intense piercing pain travel down her feet, into her labia and vagina and up her body.
She winced and thrust her hips up, off the shower floor “Uhhahoown…what the fuck are you d…” she could barely complete her sentence and he started to feverishly bite her foot and suck the toes.
Amanda gestured her second leg over and placed her olive coloured ankles and feet on his now very hard cock which he was still stroking. The contrast in skin tone was a sight to see. He let go of his black dick and held both her feet close to this mouth and started to tounge fuck her toes while moving closer to her vagina. Both her legs and feet now at his mouths mercy, he inserted his pulsating rod deep into her asshole. He then pulled out and thrust it into her pussy. He kept alternating as she started to scream. He fucked her like this back and forth, causing her to squirt repeatedly, all while he was tounge fucking her feet. She squirt on his abdomen area and on her own legs and feet which he had now placed on his chest.
He next upped the ante and pinned back Amandas legs and feet behind her head causing her asshole and pussy to gape at him. He then started to pound her, dropping his entire 240 pounds of black flesh into her pulsating vagina with each trust. Amanda could only let out small squeals now “oo…aa…ohh”
He’d slap her face left to right “WHAP, WHAP” in between thrusts.
“You like BIG …BLACK…DICK..dont you..DONT YOU” he would taunt her repeatedly while pounding her.
“God no…No..NO…Uhh yeah…” Amanda responded when she could, in between thrusts.
“You muh queen of spades bitch?” He taunted her, breathing hard now, while fucking her.
“I am. I am. Stop…noo just stop…” She conceded as her feet, pinned firmly back by his large hands, started to shake in a throws of what must have been the 18th orgasm in this fuck session.
This forced indoctrination and submission session continued for another ten minutes before he pulled out and screamed “OPEN IT!”.
Amanda obeyed and opened her mouth but he slapped her on her face “WHAP” “Not that you fat bitch!”
She knew what he meant and reached down and spread her pussy lips as wide as possible, exposing a dark cave opening. He proceeded to squat over her and lower his large black member into her shaft and shoot multiple quarts of semen into her vagina as she stared in awe at him.
He got up, stoically, turned the shower off and stepped out of the shower cubicle.
He turned towards her and said “Welcome to the Black Panthers club” in his deep voice.
She was still laying on her back, dazed, confused, violated and inseminated. She gasped and looked at him as he put his pants back on and walked out of the toilet. “What’s the black panthers club?”
As she mustered up the energy to get up, her legs shook as she walked towards the door herself. She glanced towards the right at the mirror above the sink where she had masturbated to her dildo just an hour ago. She was a total mess. Her breasts, face, vagina, chest, feet, legs had bite marks and redness everywhere. Her labia was at-least five if not ten centimetres in length. She used the next few hours to clean up, pack for her flight tomorrow and gather her thoughts. Before she called it an evening, she googled “Black Panthers Club” only to find some benign references to black history and other groups but nothing that would tie it back to her ordeal a few hours earlier. As she tried to look towards the latter pages in Google, she saw a 4chan thread about the BPC in her city. She clicked on it and started to read.
“Interracial sex parties featuring 1 woman and between 20 and 50 men. Book now to be a male performer, victim “Amanda” soon to feature after Summer Break - only $199.99 for the evening. Video included!” She was shocked. She had never booked in anything and certainly would not participate in such open ended debauchery! Her heart started to race now as she nervously guided her mouse pointer over to her name in the post, which was hyper linked. She clicked on it, only for a new web window to open. There, she almost started to feel faint with the sight she saw. It was her, the night of her first ordeal, being recorded as she lay there on the table after she was ***** by Tyrone, Jamal and Wesley. This is the video she hoped would never surface but now it was there in all its disgusting glory! Amanda started to cry in abject fear and humiliation. As she scrolled down she could see comments by others like “Hmm I would do things to her” or “She looks great with those BBCs” or “Name?”. Her world which had already taken a dark turn over the last few months, now officially became a living nightmare. She didn’t know who she could turn to, to complain to, to apologise to, to make this all go away. The internet never forgot and she knew it would be not long before this video ended up on amateur porn sites like XHamster, Pornhub, XNXX and more. To make matters worse, when was she going to be taken against her will and ***** by 20 to 50 men after the summer? Was it time to leave university?
Her mind ran circles all night as she struggled to fall asleep.
To be continued.
Ch .08 Returning Home
Returning Home
48 hours later, Amanda flew from the U.S and landed in the UAE. She was greeted by her ****** at the airport. She felt a strange sense of relief but also trepidation, given how awfully wrong things had gone in the first semester of college. It was a hot day in June as she sat in the back of the car, with her father and driver in the front. They left the airport and her *** asked her “So Mandy, did you have a good time in college?” She paused as flashes of hardcore sex and sexual situations appeared before her eyes. “Huh? Yeah haha I did. But it’s good to be bad, I need a break!” They drove around 2 hours to a country side house where they were preparing to spend the weekend with the wider ******. After they arrived, the housemaid of Filipino decent, showed Amanda to her room. “Do you want me to unpack for you madamme?” Maria asked.
Amanda responded “Oh no hun thats fine I will take care of it”. Amanda was wearing just flip flops, shorts, a white tee and had her hair tied back. She had sweat quite a lot that day but the cool air conditioned room was a welcome change. She sat on the bed, reached down and started to unzip her bag. Immediately, to her surprise, the head of her Shane diesel dildo popped out of the case. The housemaid, thankfully, had left the room. Amanda instinctively took it out and put it in the bed-side drawer. She unpacked the rest of her belongings and setup her laptop on the table which had a vista like view of a big garden and mountains in the distance. She could see some of her younger toddler cousins running, frolicking about. She thought to herself “how innocent they are..”. “Madamme, the food is ready outside, do you want to come downstairs?” Maria asked.
“In a bit Maria, I just need to shower, haven’t had one in what seems like days hah!” Amanda responded. She removed her flip flops and undressed, not caring about closing the curtains or door to her room and simply walked to the toilet and went in. As the shower started, she tepid water started to hit the stone and granite floor and walls. She turned it to slightly colder and turned the power to full, so that the sounds of the droplets would drown out any noise. Instinctively she placed one leg on an indentation in the wall, where usually soap and other shower accessories would lay. She looked down at her vagina and then immediately looked up at the ceiling wondering if now would be a good time to rub one out. A sense of embarrassment overcame her as it was in this very bathroom she had grown up as a little conservative girl. Now her mind was on squarely on how to quickly rub herself off.
She forgave herself with a “ohnn fuck it” and stuck three of her fingers in her vagina. She let out a “ooooofff ohhnn” as the vagina responded with a throbbing pain. She wondered what was wrong but then remembered how Lamar had ***** her just 24 hours ago in every which way. Her pussy was obviously still very sore, if not permanently damaged. She tried again and the pain was of equal intensity. But her presence of the shower had reminded her of her ordeal with Lamar which also took place in her shower, albeit in her dorm room thousands of miles away.
Amanda tried to work through the pain as she fingered her pussy lightly.It had been just twenty seconds and she felt a sharp wave of pleasure start in her vagina and travel up her breasts.
She gave out a confused moan “huhnnn? Ohhnn? What uh ohhnn?” She had never experienced an orgasm this quickly and not one that felt like this.
As she continued to stroke herself, the frequency of the waves of pleasure and pain started to increase. Her feet started to shudder as she started to lose balance.
She bent forward in hope that the pain to pleasure ratio would now be lower; her eyes wide back in their eye sockets, trying to speak “ohhnn no noh nohn why…why is this happening so…uhnn…Uhnn.”
Something had changed in Amanda’s physiology. Her vagina would become wet almost instantly when she would see a black man or a group of black men and she would orgasm nearly instantly upon touching herself. It is almost as if her body had primed itself for black cock sex. This was a lesson in biology that she wouldn’t have learned in any of her classes. She opened the shower door and tip toed out, with the shower still running as she needed her special friend. As she opened the door of her toilet, she peeked into her room to see if anyone was there; nobody was. She walked over bare feet to the drawer, quickly snatched the black dildo and took it back with her in the shower. Her feet left small puddles of water behind her. With a sense of excitement she got back into the shower and immediately got onto her knees. She then took left hand and cupped her breasts as if wanting to catch some of the falling water droplets. With her right hand she held the large black cock dildo and started to slowly suck it. She started to twirl her tounge around the black dildo “hmmmnnnhhm ohh yeah” she sighed “ohnnnn Lamar….your black dick…” Amanda started to chant. “Guck, guck, splosh, guck” she started to aggressively mouth fuck the dildo while she moved her hand from her breasts and started to probe her pussy.
She started to jerk herself off wildly, creating a distinct “whap, whap, slosh, tap, slap” sound. “I want to suck…Ohn god uhhnn…suck black cocks…oh I want to…yeahhh…yeahhhhh..yEAHHHH…oh YEAHHHHNN” Amanda started to moan and scream rather loudly, thinking that the sound of the shower would drown her love cries out. She heard a deep voice and commotion. It sounded muffled and then became louder as a man entered her toilet “Mandy baby are you ok?” Amanda’s heart almost fell to her stomach and adrenaline started to pump. To her shock and dismay, her father had walked into her toilet with her masturbating to black men and thoughts of her previous ******. Only, luckily the shower door was now steamy so he couldn’t see her.
“Am ok habibi you scared me” Amanda nervously responded. Her father retorted “and you me! Did you fall down?” He asked.
Amanda responded irritated “no ***, I had just dropped the shower handle, ill be down in 10..” Her *** left, shutting the bathroom door behind him. Feeling rather unsatisfied and interrupted, Amanda turned the shower nozzle off, placing the dido on the window sill, while she quickly dried herself off. She walked into her room with her towel rapped around her body and dildo in one hand. She peered to her right through the window to see her ****** who had already started to eat lunch. Her fingering herself in the shower had gotten her rather wet down there and the pressure she had so well come to know as of late was back in full swing. She unwrapped her towel and placed it on her bed. She snatched her laptop from the table and placed it on the far side of the bed as she desperately searched through her folders for one of many DVD rip files containing hardcore interracial porn. She found the one she was looking for “Johnny E Depth and Brian Pumper’s adventures”. She reached over to her wallet on the table and unzipped it, pulling out her QOS ankle bracelet. Without wasting time, she wrapped it around her Shane diesel dildo.
She then glanced back at her laptop screen with the interracial video ready and clicked on it twice frantically. She backed up against the bed wasting no time and getting into a spread eagle position with her feet facing the laptop. She started to desperately fondle herself at the sight of the black adult male stars who were double penetrating a latina woman who resembled Amanda. She could hear their baritone voices and authoritative commands “Get on your knees bitch” as they relentlessly fucked the girl. The classic hip hop music in most interracial videos played in the background.
Amanda started to thrust her black dildo into her now gaping pussy and started to twirl her tounge around her lips as she did so. One could hear the sound of the queen-of-spades ankle bracelet hitting her vaginal entrance as she thrashed the dildo into herself. Her feet started to squirm as she started chanting “These black dicks are making me cum so hard….ohnnn…I want Brian pumpers nigh…give me that nigger…COCK uhnn Ohhnn..Oohhnn…whap…whap…whap…OHNN GOD” Amanda screamed as she squirted a spray of cum on her bed sheet and laptop. She then squirted again as if the first fountain of love juice wasn’t enough. Her face was wincing in pain as unlike her previous orgasms with black men, these felt different. The pleasure was intense but the pain as well.
“Madame, your mother and father are calling you are….” The housemaid walked into the room.
To her shock she saw a ghastly sight and this left her mouth agape. Amanda was sitting against her bed-side, with her legs spread apart and feet on the bed. Her head was facing upward and her mouth wide open with a giant black cock dildo laying near the entrance of her red and glistening vagina. Amanda was pulling and stretching at her labia in a desperate attempt to keep the orgasm going. A pool of wetness had formed infront of her pussy and it stretched all the way to he laptop, which had strands of running drops, down the screen. Amanda’s queen of spades ankle bracelet had lodged well into her vagina in one of her uncontrolled dildo thrusts. She could hear a woman screaming “give me that big black dick Brian..ohnnn.oohn” as the interracial video continued to play. Amanda wasn’t totally in her senses so she hadn’t clocked the housemaid walk in. Then it dawned on her what had just happened, as she moved her gaze over to Maria, standing in shock at her door.
Amanda screamed “Oh No please you did NOT see this ok? I can’t believe this. Do you NOT KNOCK?” Her despair turned to anger as she questioned the housemaid.
“I knocked many times and heard some sounds so thought you were not well madame” she responded in shock. “Madame this is haram. I will not tell your ****** but it is very shocking. Omar’s parents are downstairs.” The housemaid left in disgust.
Amanda rushed off of the bed, shut her laptop, forgetting her wet dildo on the bed. She stormed after the housemaid down the corridor. As she reached her, she shouted “turn around!” The housemaid, now scared, looked up at Amanda as she was considerably shorter than her. She squealed “ye..s madamme?”
“If you tell anyone about what you saw, you will lose more than your job ok?” Amanda threatened her. Maria nodded in fear, acknowledging the classist threat. She then turned her gaze down at Amanda’s vagina which still had the QOS ankle bracelet jutting out. She knew she had no options and wouldn’t risk losing her livelihood over a spoiled, defiled brat. Amanda turned around and walked away, still half naked. She went into her room and slammed her door shut. Amanda cleaned up the mess her body had created on the bed. As she collected her thoughts, she felt somewhat tired but knew she had to make an appearance at the gathering downstairs. She put on her clothes and obliged.
To be continued...
48 hours later, Amanda flew from the U.S and landed in the UAE. She was greeted by her ****** at the airport. She felt a strange sense of relief but also trepidation, given how awfully wrong things had gone in the first semester of college. It was a hot day in June as she sat in the back of the car, with her father and driver in the front. They left the airport and her *** asked her “So Mandy, did you have a good time in college?” She paused as flashes of hardcore sex and sexual situations appeared before her eyes. “Huh? Yeah haha I did. But it’s good to be bad, I need a break!” They drove around 2 hours to a country side house where they were preparing to spend the weekend with the wider ******. After they arrived, the housemaid of Filipino decent, showed Amanda to her room. “Do you want me to unpack for you madamme?” Maria asked.
Amanda responded “Oh no hun thats fine I will take care of it”. Amanda was wearing just flip flops, shorts, a white tee and had her hair tied back. She had sweat quite a lot that day but the cool air conditioned room was a welcome change. She sat on the bed, reached down and started to unzip her bag. Immediately, to her surprise, the head of her Shane diesel dildo popped out of the case. The housemaid, thankfully, had left the room. Amanda instinctively took it out and put it in the bed-side drawer. She unpacked the rest of her belongings and setup her laptop on the table which had a vista like view of a big garden and mountains in the distance. She could see some of her younger toddler cousins running, frolicking about. She thought to herself “how innocent they are..”. “Madamme, the food is ready outside, do you want to come downstairs?” Maria asked.
“In a bit Maria, I just need to shower, haven’t had one in what seems like days hah!” Amanda responded. She removed her flip flops and undressed, not caring about closing the curtains or door to her room and simply walked to the toilet and went in. As the shower started, she tepid water started to hit the stone and granite floor and walls. She turned it to slightly colder and turned the power to full, so that the sounds of the droplets would drown out any noise. Instinctively she placed one leg on an indentation in the wall, where usually soap and other shower accessories would lay. She looked down at her vagina and then immediately looked up at the ceiling wondering if now would be a good time to rub one out. A sense of embarrassment overcame her as it was in this very bathroom she had grown up as a little conservative girl. Now her mind was on squarely on how to quickly rub herself off.
She forgave herself with a “ohnn fuck it” and stuck three of her fingers in her vagina. She let out a “ooooofff ohhnn” as the vagina responded with a throbbing pain. She wondered what was wrong but then remembered how Lamar had ***** her just 24 hours ago in every which way. Her pussy was obviously still very sore, if not permanently damaged. She tried again and the pain was of equal intensity. But her presence of the shower had reminded her of her ordeal with Lamar which also took place in her shower, albeit in her dorm room thousands of miles away.
Amanda tried to work through the pain as she fingered her pussy lightly.It had been just twenty seconds and she felt a sharp wave of pleasure start in her vagina and travel up her breasts.
She gave out a confused moan “huhnnn? Ohhnn? What uh ohhnn?” She had never experienced an orgasm this quickly and not one that felt like this.
As she continued to stroke herself, the frequency of the waves of pleasure and pain started to increase. Her feet started to shudder as she started to lose balance.
She bent forward in hope that the pain to pleasure ratio would now be lower; her eyes wide back in their eye sockets, trying to speak “ohhnn no noh nohn why…why is this happening so…uhnn…Uhnn.”
Something had changed in Amanda’s physiology. Her vagina would become wet almost instantly when she would see a black man or a group of black men and she would orgasm nearly instantly upon touching herself. It is almost as if her body had primed itself for black cock sex. This was a lesson in biology that she wouldn’t have learned in any of her classes. She opened the shower door and tip toed out, with the shower still running as she needed her special friend. As she opened the door of her toilet, she peeked into her room to see if anyone was there; nobody was. She walked over bare feet to the drawer, quickly snatched the black dildo and took it back with her in the shower. Her feet left small puddles of water behind her. With a sense of excitement she got back into the shower and immediately got onto her knees. She then took left hand and cupped her breasts as if wanting to catch some of the falling water droplets. With her right hand she held the large black cock dildo and started to slowly suck it. She started to twirl her tounge around the black dildo “hmmmnnnhhm ohh yeah” she sighed “ohnnnn Lamar….your black dick…” Amanda started to chant. “Guck, guck, splosh, guck” she started to aggressively mouth fuck the dildo while she moved her hand from her breasts and started to probe her pussy.
She started to jerk herself off wildly, creating a distinct “whap, whap, slosh, tap, slap” sound. “I want to suck…Ohn god uhhnn…suck black cocks…oh I want to…yeahhh…yeahhhhh..yEAHHHH…oh YEAHHHHNN” Amanda started to moan and scream rather loudly, thinking that the sound of the shower would drown her love cries out. She heard a deep voice and commotion. It sounded muffled and then became louder as a man entered her toilet “Mandy baby are you ok?” Amanda’s heart almost fell to her stomach and adrenaline started to pump. To her shock and dismay, her father had walked into her toilet with her masturbating to black men and thoughts of her previous ******. Only, luckily the shower door was now steamy so he couldn’t see her.
“Am ok habibi you scared me” Amanda nervously responded. Her father retorted “and you me! Did you fall down?” He asked.
Amanda responded irritated “no ***, I had just dropped the shower handle, ill be down in 10..” Her *** left, shutting the bathroom door behind him. Feeling rather unsatisfied and interrupted, Amanda turned the shower nozzle off, placing the dido on the window sill, while she quickly dried herself off. She walked into her room with her towel rapped around her body and dildo in one hand. She peered to her right through the window to see her ****** who had already started to eat lunch. Her fingering herself in the shower had gotten her rather wet down there and the pressure she had so well come to know as of late was back in full swing. She unwrapped her towel and placed it on her bed. She snatched her laptop from the table and placed it on the far side of the bed as she desperately searched through her folders for one of many DVD rip files containing hardcore interracial porn. She found the one she was looking for “Johnny E Depth and Brian Pumper’s adventures”. She reached over to her wallet on the table and unzipped it, pulling out her QOS ankle bracelet. Without wasting time, she wrapped it around her Shane diesel dildo.
She then glanced back at her laptop screen with the interracial video ready and clicked on it twice frantically. She backed up against the bed wasting no time and getting into a spread eagle position with her feet facing the laptop. She started to desperately fondle herself at the sight of the black adult male stars who were double penetrating a latina woman who resembled Amanda. She could hear their baritone voices and authoritative commands “Get on your knees bitch” as they relentlessly fucked the girl. The classic hip hop music in most interracial videos played in the background.
Amanda started to thrust her black dildo into her now gaping pussy and started to twirl her tounge around her lips as she did so. One could hear the sound of the queen-of-spades ankle bracelet hitting her vaginal entrance as she thrashed the dildo into herself. Her feet started to squirm as she started chanting “These black dicks are making me cum so hard….ohnnn…I want Brian pumpers nigh…give me that nigger…COCK uhnn Ohhnn..Oohhnn…whap…whap…whap…OHNN GOD” Amanda screamed as she squirted a spray of cum on her bed sheet and laptop. She then squirted again as if the first fountain of love juice wasn’t enough. Her face was wincing in pain as unlike her previous orgasms with black men, these felt different. The pleasure was intense but the pain as well.
“Madame, your mother and father are calling you are….” The housemaid walked into the room.
To her shock she saw a ghastly sight and this left her mouth agape. Amanda was sitting against her bed-side, with her legs spread apart and feet on the bed. Her head was facing upward and her mouth wide open with a giant black cock dildo laying near the entrance of her red and glistening vagina. Amanda was pulling and stretching at her labia in a desperate attempt to keep the orgasm going. A pool of wetness had formed infront of her pussy and it stretched all the way to he laptop, which had strands of running drops, down the screen. Amanda’s queen of spades ankle bracelet had lodged well into her vagina in one of her uncontrolled dildo thrusts. She could hear a woman screaming “give me that big black dick Brian..ohnnn.oohn” as the interracial video continued to play. Amanda wasn’t totally in her senses so she hadn’t clocked the housemaid walk in. Then it dawned on her what had just happened, as she moved her gaze over to Maria, standing in shock at her door.
Amanda screamed “Oh No please you did NOT see this ok? I can’t believe this. Do you NOT KNOCK?” Her despair turned to anger as she questioned the housemaid.
“I knocked many times and heard some sounds so thought you were not well madame” she responded in shock. “Madame this is haram. I will not tell your ****** but it is very shocking. Omar’s parents are downstairs.” The housemaid left in disgust.
Amanda rushed off of the bed, shut her laptop, forgetting her wet dildo on the bed. She stormed after the housemaid down the corridor. As she reached her, she shouted “turn around!” The housemaid, now scared, looked up at Amanda as she was considerably shorter than her. She squealed “ye..s madamme?”
“If you tell anyone about what you saw, you will lose more than your job ok?” Amanda threatened her. Maria nodded in fear, acknowledging the classist threat. She then turned her gaze down at Amanda’s vagina which still had the QOS ankle bracelet jutting out. She knew she had no options and wouldn’t risk losing her livelihood over a spoiled, defiled brat. Amanda turned around and walked away, still half naked. She went into her room and slammed her door shut. Amanda cleaned up the mess her body had created on the bed. As she collected her thoughts, she felt somewhat tired but knew she had to make an appearance at the gathering downstairs. She put on her clothes and obliged.
To be continued...
Ch .09 The Business Associates
While at the gathering, Amanda was scoping the environment to see if anyone was behaving oddly around her - mainly because of her own guilt at having become a sex slave, rather than members of her ****** knowing about her recent escapades. She mingled with some of her relatives, nibbling on the local bites prepared by the catering staff and spent a good part of the evening chatting with her mother who she was close to.
When asked about Omar, Amanda changed the subject but did explain that they kept in touch, when in fact, it was not the case. “It’s ok darling, men come and go, just stay true to how we brought you up and remain pure for that one man who deserves you.”, Amanda’s mother advised.
Amanda laughed nervously thinking “if only she knew…”.
The warm evening had turned cooler and dusk gave way to night. As the celebratory lights in the large back yard went on, some local musicians that the ****** had hired started to entertain the guests. Amanda sat down to sip on a cocktail when her father came over to her to introduce her to a few business associates of his that were in town.
“Amanda..Amanda darling come here, I’d like you to meet Obasanje and Dikembe, they are here from Nigeria for the week to look at some of our vineyards with the view to acquire them, " her father called her over.
The men were, needless to say, black as the night and towered over her father.
Amanda nervously smiled and said “oh hello..uh how are you both, I am Amanda..”.
Amanda reached out to them, presumably to shake their hands. Obasanje, who was bald and visibly out of shape took her hand and looked at her father “Your ******** is a very beautiful woman.”
He bent down to kiss it.
Amanda tried to retract her hand instinctively but he had held on to it, only letting go when he wanted. Her father went on to explain the venture and Amanda focused her attention on her father. She knew at the back of her mind how primal black men were. She would sneak a quick peak at Obasanjo and Dikembe while her *** went on about the agricultural factors associated with wine investments in Lebanon and other countries of the UAE. Each time she did so, she caught them starring at her feet, breasts and deep into her eyes. They were clearly objectifying her and she calculated that the presence of alcohol had probably lowered their inhibitions.
“Excuse me Habibi, I need to go to the bathroom, will be right back!” She said as she put her cocktail on the table nearby and walked away.
As she closed the guest bathroom behind her, she could hear the music still.
The looks the men were giving her had triggered her juices just hours after she had masturbated to black male pornstars. “Uhnnn this is getting…too much uhn..”
As she unfastened the buttons on her jeans and lowered them. She started to frantically jack herself off to relieve the pressure. As she did this, streaks of blood started to line her fingers and she paused “oh no…” but then breathed a sigh of relief as she knew it was that time of month again. She cleaned herself off and was washing her hands in the sink as she heard, amidst the ongoing arabic music, some deep voices. She heard her name as well.
As the voices walked past the window she could hear laughter and “Oba I don’t think her father would take too kindly to that haha” “Does it look like I care Dikembe. I could tell how his ******** Manda was looking at us.”
“Now that she went to America she is long gone” “hahah” both men jeered.
As Amanda came out of the toilet, irritated that she and her father were being spoken about in such a way, she slipped. Her hands broke the fall but one of her breasts slipped out of her blouse. As she quickly cusped it to put it back in, she heard a deep “Can I help you with that Amanda?”. She looked up to see Dikembe standing near the toilet.
She said “no thanks” and started to get up.
He looked around to see if anyone was looking over at their direction. The distant laughter from the party and music gave him a sense of comfort. He walked towards the toilet as Amanda walked away from it towards the party. As they passed each other, Amanda was looking down in disgust and he was peering down into her cleavage. He grabbed her arm and she yanked hers away “Stop it!”. She knew what he wanted; these non verbal queues were second nature to her. “Where I’m from they take women like you to their huts and have their way with them when they like.” Dikembe grinned as he spoke with a baritone, strong Congolese accent. “I will tell my father!” Amanda sternly responded as she looked up at him, with the party music glaring in the background. Dikembe didn’t wait long and took Amanda by the back of her neck and pushed her as he walked forward into the toilet.
“Noooohn! STOP IT YOU FUC….ing…bast” she tried to scream. He locked the toilet door behind him and held Amanda against the very toilet bowl she had masturbated in a few minutes earlier. She was whining “please no stop what are you going to do…Dikembe”. He responded callously “I want to taste your insides Amanda. Behave!”
He leaned in on her and groped both her breasts, tearing her blouse into two with the buttons falling off. Her breasts flailed about and she cried out a moan “Ooooohan god no don’t do this, you will not get…” “Amanda, your eyes told me enough earlier tonight.” he interrupted and flushed the toilet. While doing so he thrust Amanda forward and put her head into the toilet bowl. She started to drown “glug, glug, nohmmmffhh..”
He unzipped her jeans and as he took them off he thrust his large black fingers into her now very moist vagina. The soles of her feet were hanging from the edge of the toilet seat, with her jeans around her ankles - not yet fully taken off. He leaned down facing her asshole, while stroking his very large black dick. He smelled the soles of her feet while stroking it even harder. “What the FUCK are you doing…ahhhnn noo..” Amanda screamed in despair as both her vagina and pussy were open to him. He could see her asshole gape in anticipation.
“You are already leaking for my semen. Your vaginal juices are so apparent.” He said calmly.
His black shaft had large pimples on it and some partially healed scars. It also had a cock ring with beads around it at the base. He had a significant amount of pubic hair. His balls were uneven and large, with leathery texture. More disturbingly, his manhood emitted a strange stench. Amanda looked backward through her legs as he held her in place. Cowering in fear, she asked “what is that….Dikembe do you have some disease….don’t you fucki…”
He got up quickly and with great force held her butt cheeks apart.
“WHAP, WHAP, SLAP, SLAP, Ohnnn, Nooohnnn, nohn…daad! Father..…” He thrust his giant black penis inside her with three massive thrusts as she desperately tried to call out to her father. Each pushed her forward making her scream each time.
She hit her head against the toilet seat and started to moan, begging him to stop.
Within a few seconds there was blood on his black dick but it was barely visible given the color contrast. It looked more purple. “Oh you are a virgin. I am deflowering you nicely Amanda with my black dick. You don’t like it but I do and that is what matters.” He had incorrectly assumed she was a virgin.
Amanda started to cry “sob…non…uhhh…please….no why..oh god…uhhh….please stop im menstruating…”. He started to thrust violently in her, pulled her head back with her hair and spat in her face “THWAP”. “WHAP WHAP SLAP SLAP WHAP”. Her pussy started to fart as the sheer girth of his cock, ferocity of his thrusts and lubed up insides had created significant vacuum in her shaft.
“Plea…se…just…WHAP…please no…WHAP…SLAP…STOP!” Amanda pleaded as she got mauled. The previous waves of intense pain and pleasure returned.
He continued to piston fuck her till her period blood commingled with raw pussy juices and jizz. A thick pink foam now developed around his black dick and her vagina. As he was ****** her vagina from behind, her bent over the toilet doggy style, her feet started to shake as she had a forced convulsion. She started to hit the toilet seat with her hand, unable to speak, similar to a UFC fighter trying to tap out. She was in visible pain but this didn’t phase him as he started to grunt like an animal “Grrrhhh…HUH…Ugh…”. Amanda’s ass and glutes and back were sweating by now.
“Do you want to carry my children….tell me Amanda…GRRh Uhhh uhh…WHAP…WHAP…WHAP…I will share you with my tribe…” he mercilessly taunted her as he continued his ****.
Amanda was whimpering now. This wasn’t like anything she had experienced in America. This was dangerous to the extent she believed she believed he would give her some unknown tropical disease and/or actually impregnate her. His black cock tore into her vagina and the large pimples on his cock were rubbing against her labia. The arabic music continued in the distance and tended to drown out Amanda’s whimpering and pleas. Each time he would stop fucking her, she would quiver and her now bright red vagina would throb. She would arch backward for some respite but he would only restart his mechanistic thrusts with increased vigour.
“OOHHH fucking damit you bloody slut...your vagina is going to make my cock inseminate you…Im coming…UHHUH”as he warned, Amanda winced in disgust and pain.
“Come in my mouth if you have to, just don’t inseminate me!!” she pleaded as he continued to thrust in and out of her.
He pulled his large tool out of her pussy, creating a “POP!” Sound.
She tried to instinctively dismount herself from the toilet seat. Before she could even react at what seemed like a temporary reprieve, he held her firmly from behind her neck and pulled her off the toilet seat, stood her up, turned her around and screamed “LOOK AT ME! Amanda continued to be fixated at the mess on the floor her body had created. “YOU WILL LOOK AT ME” he screamed again.
Amanda trembled in fear, now gazing up in awe “pl…pls..huhnn…what do u…” meeting his eyes but before she could finish the sentence he slapped her across the face to which she screamed “NOOOAAHhhoo don’t you hit…” and again “WHAP” he slapped her again and she broke down in tears again looking down. He took her by the neck and rammed her back against the sink mirror, hoisting her up, forcing her legs to spread open and feet to face in different directions. “Oh GOD no….” She whimpered. The mirror behind her had almost fallen off.
Her eyes grew large with fear as she noticed his cock had grown twice in size and was bobbing up and down starring firmly at her red and glistening pussy. Amanda was not enjoying this ordeal, unlike her other **** sessions. But she was helpless to this black man’s dominance and sheer strength and virility. He moved in on her, now completely naked and engulfed her with his chest. Simultaneously he took her head and forced his head on his nipples, which were suffering from significant gynacomastia. Amanda gave out muffled cries “mmmmfmhmhm nooo hmfmmf” “Suck my breasts as that makes me orgasm harder you Lebanese slut.” He said authoritatively.
At the same time he took both her legs and wrapped them around his large buttocks, closing the gap between his black penis and her pulsating vagina. He then started to piston fuck her in and out. She wanted to scream but was forced to lick his nipples instead. As he continued to **** her against her will, her sweat and his sweat exchanged. She knew she had no choice but to become this mans fuck meat, like she had before to many black men.
The risks with this session were very real but she couldn’t do anything about it. He fucked her like an automated machine for the next thirty minutes. Each time she would want to orgasm, he would slap her “WHAP”…at one point she even shouted and pleaded “These are my fucking bodily functions so let me orgasm you black anima…” WHAP” he slapped her again and she groaned “Ohhhhan”. The inability to cum properly but constant vaginal penetrations made her shake uncontrollably, while she was crying. The toilet window and mirror behind the sink had become steamy, presumably from the evaporate of both the sweat of Amanda and Dikembe. The toilet smelled of pussy and ass. From just outside the toilet, all one could hear were muffled cries and a few rhythmic thuds.
Back inside the toilet, it was a sight to see. He was holding Amanda’s lifeless hands above her head and with just his right hand and thrusting in and out of her as she was hoisted on the sink, her feet facing forward next to his buttocks.
“WHAP. WHAP. OH GOD…OH UHH. HUH. YOU WHORE UHH. HUH. YOU LIKE THIS BLACK DICK, WHAP, SLAP…take it UHAAAHHHHHH” he shouted at Amanda’s face while inseminating her ferociously.
She felt a hot liquid fill up inside her. She knew this feeling from before but this felt different. “Noooo no..ahhnnn…no….how can you do …ahnn” Amanda started to shudder in disgust as excess cum squeezed out of her vagina and on to his black shaft. He continued to gyrate and resumed fucking her. Her mouth widened in pure shock as she looked at him and his black pimpled cock re-entering her, in and out. She was shocked how he had just come like a gorilla but had stamina to continue.
“Wh…what…are you doing to…uhhnn..me?” She asked in pure awe and disgust.
She tried to scream again and escape his grip but he held her by the neck , pushing her head back against the mirror and continued to **** her. Strangely and without much warning, she now started to squirt on his black dick. “I cant control it. Ohnn. Uhnnn..UHNNN UHNN…SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUIRT, SWAP” Amanda’s Lebanese pussy started to leak uncontrollably. Her squirt now streamed down his glistening black cock and was flowing down his legs and hers, to the floor. Her feet were shaking next to his black glutes, trying to find some semblance of support.
“You say you don’t like what is happening but your vagina disagrees Amanda”, he taunted her.
She could barely respond “I h…ave….no…ugh ugh uhh yeah…no control…your tribal dick…is converting me….into a…” She started to orgasm and was panting. “Imagine this feeling but with many of my tribes members. That is what awaits.” As he said this, she felt more warmth in her belly. She knew he had come again but was in an orgasmic daze now, looking at the ceiling with her eyes rolled back.
“Sigh...pant..pant…whap…whap…” Amanda was reduced to panting as he didn’t stop fucking her…”Can I…ohhnn…can I suck your cock ring and service your black…dick?” She managed to eke out. Part of this request was a plea for him to stop hurting her, but part of it was her biology speaking. She was addicted to pain and black cock sex. Oral fellatio was part and parcel of her needs.
“You can.” He responded.
He then took an animalistic leap from the ground and landed on the sink, sandwiching her in between himself and the mirror behind her. His giant calves around her thighs and feet planted firmly the sink slightly collapsed downward with his weight. She looked up at him like a gazelle about to be prey but with a silent awe at his sheer animalistic virility. “Oh wow…” she moaned. He shoved his entire cock down her lips, mouth and throat. He was sitting on her face, thrusting in and out. “GUACK, GUCK, GUCK, SLOSH, Hmmhmfhh noo…GUCK GUCK”
WIth what little remaining energy she had, she started to masturbate her labia to compensate for the fact that his black dick was no longer in her pussy. He looked back at this spectacle and smiled. As he throat fucked her, squatting up and down, he started to pinch her very erect nipples. After around five minutes of this facial defilement, both her breasts started to ooze out a clear liquid. Her legs started to shake violently. She was having a multi body part orgasm. Out of nowhere, he came again “Slosh, slosh, guck guck, eyauchhhhh..” Amanda started to choke with hot white cum pouring out of the side of her mouth, with his black dick still inside it. She tried to reach up to him to push him away but as he continued to come he took her hands and put them in his mouth biting down on her ring and index fingers. She tried to withdraw her hands but he wouldn’t let go and started to tounge suck them as he continued to unload into Amandas mouth. He started biting her hands and fingers harder causing her to shriek a muffled cry of despair “mfmffh uhh nnnhau oh ow own…no.. my finggmgmgm!”
He finally pulled his cock out “Uhhh fuck.. now you may breathe” he taunted her, while dismounting himself from the sink. She let out a “oohhaaaaa wow…ohn. Wow….Dikembe your black …dick oh….” Amanda kept on talking gibberish as she instinctively knelt down, snatching his black glistening mutated dick and tried to place it in her mouth when they both heard a “click” sound.
The bathroom door opened. In walked none other than her own father. The proverbial mic dropped. He was silent. He had to blink a few times before he could process what he was looking at. Amanda was on one of her knees, holding Dikembe’s large black cock, which was still oozing cum droplets on Amanda’s hair. She was looking up at him in a servile manner, with her feet and back arched back, facing her father. Her other hand was probing her exposed vagina. She was totally naked and sweaty. Puddles of his cum and her jizz and squirt lay all over the floor. This giant black tribesman towered over her.
“Amand…what…I don’t…?” Her *** sheepishly said as he trembled.
“*** please this is not what you think.” She squealed responded, turning towards him with one of her wet hands (from pussy juices) tried to lean down to support her getting up. Dikembe looked on her father and said “Ahmed, we are interested in your agricultural properties and other properties too as you can see”. Amandas father looked at him and shouted “You black bastard how DARE you do this to my ******** in my own house!”
“Look around you Ahmed, what do you see? Ahmed nervously looked around the floor and could see areas of pink foam, white foam, and pools of what were presumably Amandas ejaculates and lactate. Amanda, despite her *** in the room, was instinctively still stroking the big black cock infront of her, wanting to keep it hard, just in case the ordeal were to continue. What had transpired here was against her will but it dawned on him that her body had enjoyed the ordeal. “I will have you arrested Dikembe!” Ahmed shouted.
“SLAP” Dikembe reached over and slapped Amandas father so hard that he lost his balance and hit the back of his head on the side of the toilet door. Amanda gestured towards her father “daddy no…habibi”.
Ahmed ran at Dikembe and before he could lunge at him, Dikembe kicked him brutally in the chest. Amanda’s father flew across the toilet and fell down in agony “ARRGHHHHhhh” Amanda started to cry. Dikembe took Amanda by her hair and dragged her across the toilet. Her flailing legs drew streaks through the puddles of cum and ejaculate she had offered to her ******, during the session.
Ahmed squealed “where are you taking my ********!?”. A few minutes later, he could see Obasanje’s bulging midriff outside the toilet. The two men were exchanging some laughter in some inaudible language spliced with some English words like “menstruating, asshole, sperm”. He could hear Amanda plead “Oooooh god no please”. This was followed by some WHAP sounds and SLAP, followed by moans. Ahmed was experiencing intense pains in his chest and was still sore in his head. Still dazed from the beating, he tried to sit up but couldn’t.
The sounds only intensified “Uhhhh..ohhh SLAP, WHAP, guck guck, noooaahnn, Amanda take this, SLAP”. Ahmed couldn’t see it but could hear his ******** being ***** again; this time by both black men.The sounds of various areas of her body being slapped followed by moans meant she was likely being double penetrated by these blacks. He was right, she was riding Obasanje (facing him) with his cock glistening in and out of Amanda’s pussy while Dikembe was on his knees behind her, also thrusting into her vagina, in unison. Her head was arched back, mainly because Dikembe had latched on to her hair from behind with one hand and with the other was squeezing her nipples on her now very large and engorged breasts. Occasionally as she would bounce on Obasanje’s large black dick, Dikembe would squeeze on both her nipples even harder. This would cause milk to squirt out and fall on obasanjes chest.
Ahmed started to cry but then to his shock and horror he heard “Obasanja no… uhhhh….NOOOhh..oh god im cumming on your black cock” “WHAP WHAP WHAP, SQUIRT SQUIRT”, the sounds of her ass and wet vaginal entrance hitting Obasanjes’s thighs and Dikembe’s as they ran a train on her, became louder. Amanda was clearly enjoying being ***** against her will and now had succumbed to her fate, yet again.
Obasanje tried to get up with Amanda on him.
“Hold her feet for me Dike” Obasanja yelled in a baritone breathy voice as he placed her in a stand and deliver position.
He huffed and puffed and continued ****** Amanda against her will. Next thing Ahmed heard was Amanda screaming “no god please you animals…go easy oh no NO OUCH OUCH ohnn..”.
Both men while fucking her were biting down hard on her toes. One had started to bite various areas of her legs while the other was in a near cannibalistic frenzy sucking and biting various areas of her face, neck, shoulders, nipples. “Did you come Obas?!?!” Dikembe yelled in an attempt to outdo Amanda’s now very loud moans. “I am working on it huh, uhhh, HUFF PUFF” while he kept on thrusting into Amanda’s vagina in a stand-and-deliver position.
Each time he would thrust forward he would slap her breasts “FLOP” or pinch her nipples hard causing her to moan “oh god stop…uhhnnn ohhnn”. They were treating her like a piece of meat and had degraded any humanity or agency out of her. She would alternate between starring at her vaginal defiling by Obasanje infront of her and then Dikembe’s very large and mutated black cock above her head. This put her in some kind of trance.
Dikembe, now behind her, had held her legs back with her feet next to her ears, toes curling from the pain and pleasure. Obasanje’s cock was around 17 inches and as he thrust into Amanda, she had arched her head forward to view in amazement as her large labia gripped it and kept moistening it with her juices, to ensure maximum cervical penetration. Both Amanda and Obasanja were panting like animals with the occasional groans and grunts while Dikembe just had a sinister grin on his face as he saw his former victim take another tribal black dick.
By now Ahmed had mustered enough courage to sit up and view this action, by peeping through the slit of the toilet door. Suddenly out of nowhere, Obasanja started to grunt louder and at a higher frequency “GRR UHHN, GRRU UHHHHH I AM GONG TO…Ugg” and Amanda interrupted him with her own moans, almost as a form of acknowledgement and submission to this black alpha male “oh yeah are you going to Uhhhnn uhhnn come..come inside me?…Oba I want to carry your child…fuck me…I want to be your tribal bait.” “SLAP, SLAP, WHAP” Dikembe hit Amanda on her face and then breasts.
Ahmed, her father, was in disbelief and pure rage. He shouted “you bloody fuckers I will make sure you all pay and Amanda you disgusting disgra…!” Dikembe immediately got up and went inside the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. What followed was sounds of a scuffle, slaps, glass breaking and a thud. Amanda started to cry but immediately, her attention turned to Obasanja as he took her hair and head and made him look at his cock as he was about to inseminate her. “Keep your focus here.” He demanded.
She was locked in a gaze with his angry eyes and with a look of total submission. She then peered down and obeyed, watching as his black dick started to throb while already over a foot inside her. He then unleashed his load…“ARRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh” He sounded alot like Lexington Steele, Amanda thought. He was known for his visceral cries when cumming inside white females in the porn videos she had consumed in copious quantities over the months. Amanda’s legs gripped his large black, sweaty body that lay on top of her, crushing her, as Obasanja was shaking his orgasm off. This had the effect of a vibrator as it made Amanda come repeatedly “uh huhhhh hey uhhuhuhuh” she kept on shaking as if possessed.
His sweaty head and face collapsed on her petite one and he started to lick her like an animal, as if he was enjoying his spoils for dessert. She kept on wincing away as his giant leathery tounge force fucked her own mouth and licked various parts of her face. He kept on gyrating his hips, slowly thrusting in and out with cum still oozing out of her vagina. His main goal was to ensure she was pregnant.
The commotion had now come to a stand still in the toilet. Dikembe emerged around 3 minutes later. Amanda knew what had happened as she could just hear some moans from the toilet; Ahmed, her father, had suffered a brutal beating. She empathised but was in total sensory overload owing to what had just happened to her as she lay merciless under Obasanja’s large physique, panting and gently caressing his large ass with her petite olive toes.
“Are you boys done?” She said in a panting and resigned voice.
“For now we are” they both responded in unison. Obasanja managed to get off of her body. Her chest and breasts were red owing to the crushing weight of his physique on her. His now flaccid penis was hanging above Amanda. She looked at it with utter awe and lust as she knew what it had just done to her. Drips of cum still fell out of its tip on to her vagina and the floor underneath it. She was massaging it with her feet, almost as if thanking it. He went into the toilet and she could hear a few flushes. Dikembe then followed. Amanda sat up to see a very scary sight. Her vagina was totally open. It was a gaping hole that none of the previous rapists in America had managed to create. She was worried now that this had anatomically messed her up permanently. Both men came out of the toilet, with Dikembe carrying Ahmed over his shoulder. Amanda stood up in a lurch and asked “Where are you taking him, do not hurt him!” They responded “We will be back for you soon.” Her heart filled with instant dread. She was totally naked now, standing up with one foot arched on her tip toe. As they walked passed her, Obasanja whacked her as hard as he could on her large ass. This made her scream “OUCH oooffff what is wrong with you..ohh ouch”. “As my colleague said, we will be back for you. We still want a taste of your asshole. But in our own tribal way.”
Amanda ran in fear as the men disappeared into the party. She entered the toilet where her clothes lay partially ripped, thanks to Dikembe. She put on her flip flops, now noticing her mangled toes. Her pussy was still dripping wet as if what she had dealt with for the past hour wasn’t enough. As she stumbled trying to find her mother, in the now very loud party, she grew more fearsome that something very bad had happened to her father. She started to hear an alarm bell. She looked around at others at the party but no one else seemed to be able to hear it. Her mom was now standing behind her saying something but she couldn’t hear her mothers voice. Amanda felt scared to her core. Her mother reached over to her and the buzzing grew even louder. “Amanda honey good morning, how are you baby…you didn’t manage to make the party last night. Still jet lagged ? Her mother asked.
Amanda, totally confused, looked at the room around her. Her laptop was lying on the desk and her mother had brought her some breakfast. “Is da…*** ok?” “Hahah why shouldn’t he be ok? Besides a couple of drinks and a slight hang over, he is totally fine Mandy. We were just worried about you as you passed out, I think after your shower!”. Amanda breathed a sigh of relief. Obasanja and Dikembe were a mere figment of her wild imagination and fantasies. She hadn’t had a real blackening for a while so her subconscious was filling in the void in her dreams. She finished her breakfast. The vivid dream of her **** by the two tribesmen had left her very shaken but equally very aroused.
It had also confirmed her suspicions that she had a very real mental and physical problem - a real chemical imbalance forced upon her by multiple black men.
When asked about Omar, Amanda changed the subject but did explain that they kept in touch, when in fact, it was not the case. “It’s ok darling, men come and go, just stay true to how we brought you up and remain pure for that one man who deserves you.”, Amanda’s mother advised.
Amanda laughed nervously thinking “if only she knew…”.
The warm evening had turned cooler and dusk gave way to night. As the celebratory lights in the large back yard went on, some local musicians that the ****** had hired started to entertain the guests. Amanda sat down to sip on a cocktail when her father came over to her to introduce her to a few business associates of his that were in town.
“Amanda..Amanda darling come here, I’d like you to meet Obasanje and Dikembe, they are here from Nigeria for the week to look at some of our vineyards with the view to acquire them, " her father called her over.
The men were, needless to say, black as the night and towered over her father.
Amanda nervously smiled and said “oh hello..uh how are you both, I am Amanda..”.
Amanda reached out to them, presumably to shake their hands. Obasanje, who was bald and visibly out of shape took her hand and looked at her father “Your ******** is a very beautiful woman.”
He bent down to kiss it.
Amanda tried to retract her hand instinctively but he had held on to it, only letting go when he wanted. Her father went on to explain the venture and Amanda focused her attention on her father. She knew at the back of her mind how primal black men were. She would sneak a quick peak at Obasanjo and Dikembe while her *** went on about the agricultural factors associated with wine investments in Lebanon and other countries of the UAE. Each time she did so, she caught them starring at her feet, breasts and deep into her eyes. They were clearly objectifying her and she calculated that the presence of alcohol had probably lowered their inhibitions.
“Excuse me Habibi, I need to go to the bathroom, will be right back!” She said as she put her cocktail on the table nearby and walked away.
As she closed the guest bathroom behind her, she could hear the music still.
The looks the men were giving her had triggered her juices just hours after she had masturbated to black male pornstars. “Uhnnn this is getting…too much uhn..”
As she unfastened the buttons on her jeans and lowered them. She started to frantically jack herself off to relieve the pressure. As she did this, streaks of blood started to line her fingers and she paused “oh no…” but then breathed a sigh of relief as she knew it was that time of month again. She cleaned herself off and was washing her hands in the sink as she heard, amidst the ongoing arabic music, some deep voices. She heard her name as well.
As the voices walked past the window she could hear laughter and “Oba I don’t think her father would take too kindly to that haha” “Does it look like I care Dikembe. I could tell how his ******** Manda was looking at us.”
“Now that she went to America she is long gone” “hahah” both men jeered.
As Amanda came out of the toilet, irritated that she and her father were being spoken about in such a way, she slipped. Her hands broke the fall but one of her breasts slipped out of her blouse. As she quickly cusped it to put it back in, she heard a deep “Can I help you with that Amanda?”. She looked up to see Dikembe standing near the toilet.
She said “no thanks” and started to get up.
He looked around to see if anyone was looking over at their direction. The distant laughter from the party and music gave him a sense of comfort. He walked towards the toilet as Amanda walked away from it towards the party. As they passed each other, Amanda was looking down in disgust and he was peering down into her cleavage. He grabbed her arm and she yanked hers away “Stop it!”. She knew what he wanted; these non verbal queues were second nature to her. “Where I’m from they take women like you to their huts and have their way with them when they like.” Dikembe grinned as he spoke with a baritone, strong Congolese accent. “I will tell my father!” Amanda sternly responded as she looked up at him, with the party music glaring in the background. Dikembe didn’t wait long and took Amanda by the back of her neck and pushed her as he walked forward into the toilet.
“Noooohn! STOP IT YOU FUC….ing…bast” she tried to scream. He locked the toilet door behind him and held Amanda against the very toilet bowl she had masturbated in a few minutes earlier. She was whining “please no stop what are you going to do…Dikembe”. He responded callously “I want to taste your insides Amanda. Behave!”
He leaned in on her and groped both her breasts, tearing her blouse into two with the buttons falling off. Her breasts flailed about and she cried out a moan “Ooooohan god no don’t do this, you will not get…” “Amanda, your eyes told me enough earlier tonight.” he interrupted and flushed the toilet. While doing so he thrust Amanda forward and put her head into the toilet bowl. She started to drown “glug, glug, nohmmmffhh..”
He unzipped her jeans and as he took them off he thrust his large black fingers into her now very moist vagina. The soles of her feet were hanging from the edge of the toilet seat, with her jeans around her ankles - not yet fully taken off. He leaned down facing her asshole, while stroking his very large black dick. He smelled the soles of her feet while stroking it even harder. “What the FUCK are you doing…ahhhnn noo..” Amanda screamed in despair as both her vagina and pussy were open to him. He could see her asshole gape in anticipation.
“You are already leaking for my semen. Your vaginal juices are so apparent.” He said calmly.
His black shaft had large pimples on it and some partially healed scars. It also had a cock ring with beads around it at the base. He had a significant amount of pubic hair. His balls were uneven and large, with leathery texture. More disturbingly, his manhood emitted a strange stench. Amanda looked backward through her legs as he held her in place. Cowering in fear, she asked “what is that….Dikembe do you have some disease….don’t you fucki…”
He got up quickly and with great force held her butt cheeks apart.
“WHAP, WHAP, SLAP, SLAP, Ohnnn, Nooohnnn, nohn…daad! Father..…” He thrust his giant black penis inside her with three massive thrusts as she desperately tried to call out to her father. Each pushed her forward making her scream each time.
She hit her head against the toilet seat and started to moan, begging him to stop.
Within a few seconds there was blood on his black dick but it was barely visible given the color contrast. It looked more purple. “Oh you are a virgin. I am deflowering you nicely Amanda with my black dick. You don’t like it but I do and that is what matters.” He had incorrectly assumed she was a virgin.
Amanda started to cry “sob…non…uhhh…please….no why..oh god…uhhh….please stop im menstruating…”. He started to thrust violently in her, pulled her head back with her hair and spat in her face “THWAP”. “WHAP WHAP SLAP SLAP WHAP”. Her pussy started to fart as the sheer girth of his cock, ferocity of his thrusts and lubed up insides had created significant vacuum in her shaft.
“Plea…se…just…WHAP…please no…WHAP…SLAP…STOP!” Amanda pleaded as she got mauled. The previous waves of intense pain and pleasure returned.
He continued to piston fuck her till her period blood commingled with raw pussy juices and jizz. A thick pink foam now developed around his black dick and her vagina. As he was ****** her vagina from behind, her bent over the toilet doggy style, her feet started to shake as she had a forced convulsion. She started to hit the toilet seat with her hand, unable to speak, similar to a UFC fighter trying to tap out. She was in visible pain but this didn’t phase him as he started to grunt like an animal “Grrrhhh…HUH…Ugh…”. Amanda’s ass and glutes and back were sweating by now.
“Do you want to carry my children….tell me Amanda…GRRh Uhhh uhh…WHAP…WHAP…WHAP…I will share you with my tribe…” he mercilessly taunted her as he continued his ****.
Amanda was whimpering now. This wasn’t like anything she had experienced in America. This was dangerous to the extent she believed she believed he would give her some unknown tropical disease and/or actually impregnate her. His black cock tore into her vagina and the large pimples on his cock were rubbing against her labia. The arabic music continued in the distance and tended to drown out Amanda’s whimpering and pleas. Each time he would stop fucking her, she would quiver and her now bright red vagina would throb. She would arch backward for some respite but he would only restart his mechanistic thrusts with increased vigour.
“OOHHH fucking damit you bloody slut...your vagina is going to make my cock inseminate you…Im coming…UHHUH”as he warned, Amanda winced in disgust and pain.
“Come in my mouth if you have to, just don’t inseminate me!!” she pleaded as he continued to thrust in and out of her.
He pulled his large tool out of her pussy, creating a “POP!” Sound.
She tried to instinctively dismount herself from the toilet seat. Before she could even react at what seemed like a temporary reprieve, he held her firmly from behind her neck and pulled her off the toilet seat, stood her up, turned her around and screamed “LOOK AT ME! Amanda continued to be fixated at the mess on the floor her body had created. “YOU WILL LOOK AT ME” he screamed again.
Amanda trembled in fear, now gazing up in awe “pl…pls..huhnn…what do u…” meeting his eyes but before she could finish the sentence he slapped her across the face to which she screamed “NOOOAAHhhoo don’t you hit…” and again “WHAP” he slapped her again and she broke down in tears again looking down. He took her by the neck and rammed her back against the sink mirror, hoisting her up, forcing her legs to spread open and feet to face in different directions. “Oh GOD no….” She whimpered. The mirror behind her had almost fallen off.
Her eyes grew large with fear as she noticed his cock had grown twice in size and was bobbing up and down starring firmly at her red and glistening pussy. Amanda was not enjoying this ordeal, unlike her other **** sessions. But she was helpless to this black man’s dominance and sheer strength and virility. He moved in on her, now completely naked and engulfed her with his chest. Simultaneously he took her head and forced his head on his nipples, which were suffering from significant gynacomastia. Amanda gave out muffled cries “mmmmfmhmhm nooo hmfmmf” “Suck my breasts as that makes me orgasm harder you Lebanese slut.” He said authoritatively.
At the same time he took both her legs and wrapped them around his large buttocks, closing the gap between his black penis and her pulsating vagina. He then started to piston fuck her in and out. She wanted to scream but was forced to lick his nipples instead. As he continued to **** her against her will, her sweat and his sweat exchanged. She knew she had no choice but to become this mans fuck meat, like she had before to many black men.
The risks with this session were very real but she couldn’t do anything about it. He fucked her like an automated machine for the next thirty minutes. Each time she would want to orgasm, he would slap her “WHAP”…at one point she even shouted and pleaded “These are my fucking bodily functions so let me orgasm you black anima…” WHAP” he slapped her again and she groaned “Ohhhhan”. The inability to cum properly but constant vaginal penetrations made her shake uncontrollably, while she was crying. The toilet window and mirror behind the sink had become steamy, presumably from the evaporate of both the sweat of Amanda and Dikembe. The toilet smelled of pussy and ass. From just outside the toilet, all one could hear were muffled cries and a few rhythmic thuds.
Back inside the toilet, it was a sight to see. He was holding Amanda’s lifeless hands above her head and with just his right hand and thrusting in and out of her as she was hoisted on the sink, her feet facing forward next to his buttocks.
“WHAP. WHAP. OH GOD…OH UHH. HUH. YOU WHORE UHH. HUH. YOU LIKE THIS BLACK DICK, WHAP, SLAP…take it UHAAAHHHHHH” he shouted at Amanda’s face while inseminating her ferociously.
She felt a hot liquid fill up inside her. She knew this feeling from before but this felt different. “Noooo no..ahhnnn…no….how can you do …ahnn” Amanda started to shudder in disgust as excess cum squeezed out of her vagina and on to his black shaft. He continued to gyrate and resumed fucking her. Her mouth widened in pure shock as she looked at him and his black pimpled cock re-entering her, in and out. She was shocked how he had just come like a gorilla but had stamina to continue.
“Wh…what…are you doing to…uhhnn..me?” She asked in pure awe and disgust.
She tried to scream again and escape his grip but he held her by the neck , pushing her head back against the mirror and continued to **** her. Strangely and without much warning, she now started to squirt on his black dick. “I cant control it. Ohnn. Uhnnn..UHNNN UHNN…SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUIRT, SWAP” Amanda’s Lebanese pussy started to leak uncontrollably. Her squirt now streamed down his glistening black cock and was flowing down his legs and hers, to the floor. Her feet were shaking next to his black glutes, trying to find some semblance of support.
“You say you don’t like what is happening but your vagina disagrees Amanda”, he taunted her.
She could barely respond “I h…ave….no…ugh ugh uhh yeah…no control…your tribal dick…is converting me….into a…” She started to orgasm and was panting. “Imagine this feeling but with many of my tribes members. That is what awaits.” As he said this, she felt more warmth in her belly. She knew he had come again but was in an orgasmic daze now, looking at the ceiling with her eyes rolled back.
“Sigh...pant..pant…whap…whap…” Amanda was reduced to panting as he didn’t stop fucking her…”Can I…ohhnn…can I suck your cock ring and service your black…dick?” She managed to eke out. Part of this request was a plea for him to stop hurting her, but part of it was her biology speaking. She was addicted to pain and black cock sex. Oral fellatio was part and parcel of her needs.
“You can.” He responded.
He then took an animalistic leap from the ground and landed on the sink, sandwiching her in between himself and the mirror behind her. His giant calves around her thighs and feet planted firmly the sink slightly collapsed downward with his weight. She looked up at him like a gazelle about to be prey but with a silent awe at his sheer animalistic virility. “Oh wow…” she moaned. He shoved his entire cock down her lips, mouth and throat. He was sitting on her face, thrusting in and out. “GUACK, GUCK, GUCK, SLOSH, Hmmhmfhh noo…GUCK GUCK”
WIth what little remaining energy she had, she started to masturbate her labia to compensate for the fact that his black dick was no longer in her pussy. He looked back at this spectacle and smiled. As he throat fucked her, squatting up and down, he started to pinch her very erect nipples. After around five minutes of this facial defilement, both her breasts started to ooze out a clear liquid. Her legs started to shake violently. She was having a multi body part orgasm. Out of nowhere, he came again “Slosh, slosh, guck guck, eyauchhhhh..” Amanda started to choke with hot white cum pouring out of the side of her mouth, with his black dick still inside it. She tried to reach up to him to push him away but as he continued to come he took her hands and put them in his mouth biting down on her ring and index fingers. She tried to withdraw her hands but he wouldn’t let go and started to tounge suck them as he continued to unload into Amandas mouth. He started biting her hands and fingers harder causing her to shriek a muffled cry of despair “mfmffh uhh nnnhau oh ow own…no.. my finggmgmgm!”
He finally pulled his cock out “Uhhh fuck.. now you may breathe” he taunted her, while dismounting himself from the sink. She let out a “oohhaaaaa wow…ohn. Wow….Dikembe your black …dick oh….” Amanda kept on talking gibberish as she instinctively knelt down, snatching his black glistening mutated dick and tried to place it in her mouth when they both heard a “click” sound.
The bathroom door opened. In walked none other than her own father. The proverbial mic dropped. He was silent. He had to blink a few times before he could process what he was looking at. Amanda was on one of her knees, holding Dikembe’s large black cock, which was still oozing cum droplets on Amanda’s hair. She was looking up at him in a servile manner, with her feet and back arched back, facing her father. Her other hand was probing her exposed vagina. She was totally naked and sweaty. Puddles of his cum and her jizz and squirt lay all over the floor. This giant black tribesman towered over her.
“Amand…what…I don’t…?” Her *** sheepishly said as he trembled.
“*** please this is not what you think.” She squealed responded, turning towards him with one of her wet hands (from pussy juices) tried to lean down to support her getting up. Dikembe looked on her father and said “Ahmed, we are interested in your agricultural properties and other properties too as you can see”. Amandas father looked at him and shouted “You black bastard how DARE you do this to my ******** in my own house!”
“Look around you Ahmed, what do you see? Ahmed nervously looked around the floor and could see areas of pink foam, white foam, and pools of what were presumably Amandas ejaculates and lactate. Amanda, despite her *** in the room, was instinctively still stroking the big black cock infront of her, wanting to keep it hard, just in case the ordeal were to continue. What had transpired here was against her will but it dawned on him that her body had enjoyed the ordeal. “I will have you arrested Dikembe!” Ahmed shouted.
“SLAP” Dikembe reached over and slapped Amandas father so hard that he lost his balance and hit the back of his head on the side of the toilet door. Amanda gestured towards her father “daddy no…habibi”.
Ahmed ran at Dikembe and before he could lunge at him, Dikembe kicked him brutally in the chest. Amanda’s father flew across the toilet and fell down in agony “ARRGHHHHhhh” Amanda started to cry. Dikembe took Amanda by her hair and dragged her across the toilet. Her flailing legs drew streaks through the puddles of cum and ejaculate she had offered to her ******, during the session.
Ahmed squealed “where are you taking my ********!?”. A few minutes later, he could see Obasanje’s bulging midriff outside the toilet. The two men were exchanging some laughter in some inaudible language spliced with some English words like “menstruating, asshole, sperm”. He could hear Amanda plead “Oooooh god no please”. This was followed by some WHAP sounds and SLAP, followed by moans. Ahmed was experiencing intense pains in his chest and was still sore in his head. Still dazed from the beating, he tried to sit up but couldn’t.
The sounds only intensified “Uhhhh..ohhh SLAP, WHAP, guck guck, noooaahnn, Amanda take this, SLAP”. Ahmed couldn’t see it but could hear his ******** being ***** again; this time by both black men.The sounds of various areas of her body being slapped followed by moans meant she was likely being double penetrated by these blacks. He was right, she was riding Obasanje (facing him) with his cock glistening in and out of Amanda’s pussy while Dikembe was on his knees behind her, also thrusting into her vagina, in unison. Her head was arched back, mainly because Dikembe had latched on to her hair from behind with one hand and with the other was squeezing her nipples on her now very large and engorged breasts. Occasionally as she would bounce on Obasanje’s large black dick, Dikembe would squeeze on both her nipples even harder. This would cause milk to squirt out and fall on obasanjes chest.
Ahmed started to cry but then to his shock and horror he heard “Obasanja no… uhhhh….NOOOhh..oh god im cumming on your black cock” “WHAP WHAP WHAP, SQUIRT SQUIRT”, the sounds of her ass and wet vaginal entrance hitting Obasanjes’s thighs and Dikembe’s as they ran a train on her, became louder. Amanda was clearly enjoying being ***** against her will and now had succumbed to her fate, yet again.
Obasanje tried to get up with Amanda on him.
“Hold her feet for me Dike” Obasanja yelled in a baritone breathy voice as he placed her in a stand and deliver position.
He huffed and puffed and continued ****** Amanda against her will. Next thing Ahmed heard was Amanda screaming “no god please you animals…go easy oh no NO OUCH OUCH ohnn..”.
Both men while fucking her were biting down hard on her toes. One had started to bite various areas of her legs while the other was in a near cannibalistic frenzy sucking and biting various areas of her face, neck, shoulders, nipples. “Did you come Obas?!?!” Dikembe yelled in an attempt to outdo Amanda’s now very loud moans. “I am working on it huh, uhhh, HUFF PUFF” while he kept on thrusting into Amanda’s vagina in a stand-and-deliver position.
Each time he would thrust forward he would slap her breasts “FLOP” or pinch her nipples hard causing her to moan “oh god stop…uhhnnn ohhnn”. They were treating her like a piece of meat and had degraded any humanity or agency out of her. She would alternate between starring at her vaginal defiling by Obasanje infront of her and then Dikembe’s very large and mutated black cock above her head. This put her in some kind of trance.
Dikembe, now behind her, had held her legs back with her feet next to her ears, toes curling from the pain and pleasure. Obasanje’s cock was around 17 inches and as he thrust into Amanda, she had arched her head forward to view in amazement as her large labia gripped it and kept moistening it with her juices, to ensure maximum cervical penetration. Both Amanda and Obasanja were panting like animals with the occasional groans and grunts while Dikembe just had a sinister grin on his face as he saw his former victim take another tribal black dick.
By now Ahmed had mustered enough courage to sit up and view this action, by peeping through the slit of the toilet door. Suddenly out of nowhere, Obasanja started to grunt louder and at a higher frequency “GRR UHHN, GRRU UHHHHH I AM GONG TO…Ugg” and Amanda interrupted him with her own moans, almost as a form of acknowledgement and submission to this black alpha male “oh yeah are you going to Uhhhnn uhhnn come..come inside me?…Oba I want to carry your child…fuck me…I want to be your tribal bait.” “SLAP, SLAP, WHAP” Dikembe hit Amanda on her face and then breasts.
Ahmed, her father, was in disbelief and pure rage. He shouted “you bloody fuckers I will make sure you all pay and Amanda you disgusting disgra…!” Dikembe immediately got up and went inside the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. What followed was sounds of a scuffle, slaps, glass breaking and a thud. Amanda started to cry but immediately, her attention turned to Obasanja as he took her hair and head and made him look at his cock as he was about to inseminate her. “Keep your focus here.” He demanded.
She was locked in a gaze with his angry eyes and with a look of total submission. She then peered down and obeyed, watching as his black dick started to throb while already over a foot inside her. He then unleashed his load…“ARRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh” He sounded alot like Lexington Steele, Amanda thought. He was known for his visceral cries when cumming inside white females in the porn videos she had consumed in copious quantities over the months. Amanda’s legs gripped his large black, sweaty body that lay on top of her, crushing her, as Obasanja was shaking his orgasm off. This had the effect of a vibrator as it made Amanda come repeatedly “uh huhhhh hey uhhuhuhuh” she kept on shaking as if possessed.
His sweaty head and face collapsed on her petite one and he started to lick her like an animal, as if he was enjoying his spoils for dessert. She kept on wincing away as his giant leathery tounge force fucked her own mouth and licked various parts of her face. He kept on gyrating his hips, slowly thrusting in and out with cum still oozing out of her vagina. His main goal was to ensure she was pregnant.
The commotion had now come to a stand still in the toilet. Dikembe emerged around 3 minutes later. Amanda knew what had happened as she could just hear some moans from the toilet; Ahmed, her father, had suffered a brutal beating. She empathised but was in total sensory overload owing to what had just happened to her as she lay merciless under Obasanja’s large physique, panting and gently caressing his large ass with her petite olive toes.
“Are you boys done?” She said in a panting and resigned voice.
“For now we are” they both responded in unison. Obasanja managed to get off of her body. Her chest and breasts were red owing to the crushing weight of his physique on her. His now flaccid penis was hanging above Amanda. She looked at it with utter awe and lust as she knew what it had just done to her. Drips of cum still fell out of its tip on to her vagina and the floor underneath it. She was massaging it with her feet, almost as if thanking it. He went into the toilet and she could hear a few flushes. Dikembe then followed. Amanda sat up to see a very scary sight. Her vagina was totally open. It was a gaping hole that none of the previous rapists in America had managed to create. She was worried now that this had anatomically messed her up permanently. Both men came out of the toilet, with Dikembe carrying Ahmed over his shoulder. Amanda stood up in a lurch and asked “Where are you taking him, do not hurt him!” They responded “We will be back for you soon.” Her heart filled with instant dread. She was totally naked now, standing up with one foot arched on her tip toe. As they walked passed her, Obasanja whacked her as hard as he could on her large ass. This made her scream “OUCH oooffff what is wrong with you..ohh ouch”. “As my colleague said, we will be back for you. We still want a taste of your asshole. But in our own tribal way.”
Amanda ran in fear as the men disappeared into the party. She entered the toilet where her clothes lay partially ripped, thanks to Dikembe. She put on her flip flops, now noticing her mangled toes. Her pussy was still dripping wet as if what she had dealt with for the past hour wasn’t enough. As she stumbled trying to find her mother, in the now very loud party, she grew more fearsome that something very bad had happened to her father. She started to hear an alarm bell. She looked around at others at the party but no one else seemed to be able to hear it. Her mom was now standing behind her saying something but she couldn’t hear her mothers voice. Amanda felt scared to her core. Her mother reached over to her and the buzzing grew even louder. “Amanda honey good morning, how are you baby…you didn’t manage to make the party last night. Still jet lagged ? Her mother asked.
Amanda, totally confused, looked at the room around her. Her laptop was lying on the desk and her mother had brought her some breakfast. “Is da…*** ok?” “Hahah why shouldn’t he be ok? Besides a couple of drinks and a slight hang over, he is totally fine Mandy. We were just worried about you as you passed out, I think after your shower!”. Amanda breathed a sigh of relief. Obasanja and Dikembe were a mere figment of her wild imagination and fantasies. She hadn’t had a real blackening for a while so her subconscious was filling in the void in her dreams. She finished her breakfast. The vivid dream of her **** by the two tribesmen had left her very shaken but equally very aroused.
It had also confirmed her suspicions that she had a very real mental and physical problem - a real chemical imbalance forced upon her by multiple black men.
Ch .10 Meeting Omar (Again)
Omar visits again
A few weeks passed and the dry lull of ****** gatherings took their toll on Amanda as she missed America and campus.She had not had her bodily needs satisfied in many weeks, besides the wanton consumption of porn on her laptop. Sufficient time had passed between Omar and her unofficial breakup such that he reached out to her again wanting to meet and reconcile things. Initially reluctant to respond, out of respect to his ****** she agreed to meet him for an afternoon cafe in Beirut.
There were a few uncomfortable silences at first but then Omar broke the ice by stating “Listen Mandy I want to apologise for the way I treated you in the States.Jealousy got the better of me and because you were distant, I really thought you had eyes for other men/“
Amanda looked at him and paused, but then continued to respond “Habibi Im sorry if I gave you that impression. Life is really different in America and I needed some time to really figure out what it is I wanted and want.”
“But what is it that you want, that I can’t provide” he retorted, gesturing at himself.
Amanda didn’t know how to explain to him, without spilling the beans, how he just wouldn’t fit the bill anymore. She did wonder if it would be time to rip the bandaid off and lay into him so he finally got the message that he would be friend zoned but then his lips started to quiver.
He became teary eyed. She looked at him sitting in his small stature, sipping iced Turkish coffee. The excessive heat had resulted in a curling of all of his hair. She noticed how the sweat off of his arms was dripping on the table, intermingling with his curled up hair on his arms. He had also put on some weight.
“You can tell me what it is that I don’t provide” he now said, sternly.
“No Omar it’s not that you don’t provide anything it’s just maybe it is best we remained friends. I would prefer it and besides, long distance is not healthy!” She explained.
“But aren’t you lonely on Campus? You have barely any friends. Does listening to some hip hop music really alleviate your loneliness? You know how many women find me a catch here right? He tried to reason with Amanda.
“I am sure they do. You are so handsome” Amanda responded as she could sense his desperation. She did look down as she said this.
As she was looking down she received a text message where the preview on her phone said “The date is set Ama…”. She swiped right to unlock her phone and started reading. Her eyes grew wide in horror.
The text read “The date is set Amanda. You’re a PPP of the Black Panthers Club. All participants (30 in total) have been tested as STD free. 3rd September, 2024, the fun begins at 10pm. Click here for the address. Failure to attend will pose severe repercussions for you.”
“Omar I need to go habibi. My *** needs me for a business matter.” Amanda nervously requests.
“Sigh, ok but I wont pay for our meal. Again you are leaving me and we haven’t finished our conversation.”
“That’s fine” she says as she hurriedly signals the waiter over.
On the drive home Amanda is quick to rush at the pedal, wanting to get home to collect her thoughts. Her heart is racing as she definitely has no intention of becoming a victim to a crazed, frenzied pack of 30 black men who could end up killing her, in the heat of the moment. Does she miss sex, yes, but not this way.
As she stops at a traffic light, she receives a flurry of text messages with just pics. In shock she swipes to view them. They show none other than Jamal sucking the feet of some blonde girl, seemingly in his dorm room. Her legs are primed up near his neck and black cock cream glistens all of her shaft as he is entering her. The pics show her in a range of compromised positions. A short video accompanies which shows Jamal reaming the blonde from behind, holding her feet and vaginal squirt sprays on his phone camera as he mercilessly makes her cum repeatdely. Her cries are heard as well “No please please ohn ohn Jamal”. The final text simply reads “Im practising while you’re gone. But my boys and I miss your vagina.”
Amanda experiences pangs of emotion and fear. A tingling sensation engulfs her legs and she can already see a few strands of what seem like a clear liquid running down her legs, on to her feet and flip flops. She knew this was her autonomic biological response to black men kicking in again.
“That fucking bastard. He ruined my life.” She screams as she hits the steering wheel in anger.She leaves the message unresponded to.
Around 40 minutes later, at home, Maria, the housemaid, casually walks by Amandas room to find her door shut. She leans into the door as she can hear a few sounds; what seems like Amanda crying.
Genuinely concerned she opens the door, only to hear “Oh. WHAP. Oh. SLAP. Ohn. SQUIRT. Nohn. Jamal. Ohnn. Uhhh. Yeah. YEAH. Jamal ohnn. Give it to me…Uh yeah!!, Amanda is masturbating yet again. The pics and video she had received had put her in a desperate state of arousal and the pressure buildup around her labia and vagina needed to be released. She had turned the shower on. It was a desperate attempt by Amanda to drown out her screams of pleasure.
Maria rolls her eyes and leaves the room.
As Amanda comes out, she glances to her left, noticing the room door is now open. She had a few guesses who had been snooping around. At this point in time, however, all that was on her mind was how to find a way not to show up to her planned gangbang ordeal but also not face the wrath of the Black Panthers. She had been mercilessly had by one of them in her own toilet just before flying back home. She didn’t want to think what 20 or 30 of them would do to her. Her plan of action for now was just not to show up and arrive at campus two weeks later so whoever would be looking for her would’ve moved on to another victim.
To be continued...
A few weeks passed and the dry lull of ****** gatherings took their toll on Amanda as she missed America and campus.She had not had her bodily needs satisfied in many weeks, besides the wanton consumption of porn on her laptop. Sufficient time had passed between Omar and her unofficial breakup such that he reached out to her again wanting to meet and reconcile things. Initially reluctant to respond, out of respect to his ****** she agreed to meet him for an afternoon cafe in Beirut.
There were a few uncomfortable silences at first but then Omar broke the ice by stating “Listen Mandy I want to apologise for the way I treated you in the States.Jealousy got the better of me and because you were distant, I really thought you had eyes for other men/“
Amanda looked at him and paused, but then continued to respond “Habibi Im sorry if I gave you that impression. Life is really different in America and I needed some time to really figure out what it is I wanted and want.”
“But what is it that you want, that I can’t provide” he retorted, gesturing at himself.
Amanda didn’t know how to explain to him, without spilling the beans, how he just wouldn’t fit the bill anymore. She did wonder if it would be time to rip the bandaid off and lay into him so he finally got the message that he would be friend zoned but then his lips started to quiver.
He became teary eyed. She looked at him sitting in his small stature, sipping iced Turkish coffee. The excessive heat had resulted in a curling of all of his hair. She noticed how the sweat off of his arms was dripping on the table, intermingling with his curled up hair on his arms. He had also put on some weight.
“You can tell me what it is that I don’t provide” he now said, sternly.
“No Omar it’s not that you don’t provide anything it’s just maybe it is best we remained friends. I would prefer it and besides, long distance is not healthy!” She explained.
“But aren’t you lonely on Campus? You have barely any friends. Does listening to some hip hop music really alleviate your loneliness? You know how many women find me a catch here right? He tried to reason with Amanda.
“I am sure they do. You are so handsome” Amanda responded as she could sense his desperation. She did look down as she said this.
As she was looking down she received a text message where the preview on her phone said “The date is set Ama…”. She swiped right to unlock her phone and started reading. Her eyes grew wide in horror.
The text read “The date is set Amanda. You’re a PPP of the Black Panthers Club. All participants (30 in total) have been tested as STD free. 3rd September, 2024, the fun begins at 10pm. Click here for the address. Failure to attend will pose severe repercussions for you.”
“Omar I need to go habibi. My *** needs me for a business matter.” Amanda nervously requests.
“Sigh, ok but I wont pay for our meal. Again you are leaving me and we haven’t finished our conversation.”
“That’s fine” she says as she hurriedly signals the waiter over.
On the drive home Amanda is quick to rush at the pedal, wanting to get home to collect her thoughts. Her heart is racing as she definitely has no intention of becoming a victim to a crazed, frenzied pack of 30 black men who could end up killing her, in the heat of the moment. Does she miss sex, yes, but not this way.
As she stops at a traffic light, she receives a flurry of text messages with just pics. In shock she swipes to view them. They show none other than Jamal sucking the feet of some blonde girl, seemingly in his dorm room. Her legs are primed up near his neck and black cock cream glistens all of her shaft as he is entering her. The pics show her in a range of compromised positions. A short video accompanies which shows Jamal reaming the blonde from behind, holding her feet and vaginal squirt sprays on his phone camera as he mercilessly makes her cum repeatdely. Her cries are heard as well “No please please ohn ohn Jamal”. The final text simply reads “Im practising while you’re gone. But my boys and I miss your vagina.”
Amanda experiences pangs of emotion and fear. A tingling sensation engulfs her legs and she can already see a few strands of what seem like a clear liquid running down her legs, on to her feet and flip flops. She knew this was her autonomic biological response to black men kicking in again.
“That fucking bastard. He ruined my life.” She screams as she hits the steering wheel in anger.She leaves the message unresponded to.
Around 40 minutes later, at home, Maria, the housemaid, casually walks by Amandas room to find her door shut. She leans into the door as she can hear a few sounds; what seems like Amanda crying.
Genuinely concerned she opens the door, only to hear “Oh. WHAP. Oh. SLAP. Ohn. SQUIRT. Nohn. Jamal. Ohnn. Uhhh. Yeah. YEAH. Jamal ohnn. Give it to me…Uh yeah!!, Amanda is masturbating yet again. The pics and video she had received had put her in a desperate state of arousal and the pressure buildup around her labia and vagina needed to be released. She had turned the shower on. It was a desperate attempt by Amanda to drown out her screams of pleasure.
Maria rolls her eyes and leaves the room.
As Amanda comes out, she glances to her left, noticing the room door is now open. She had a few guesses who had been snooping around. At this point in time, however, all that was on her mind was how to find a way not to show up to her planned gangbang ordeal but also not face the wrath of the Black Panthers. She had been mercilessly had by one of them in her own toilet just before flying back home. She didn’t want to think what 20 or 30 of them would do to her. Her plan of action for now was just not to show up and arrive at campus two weeks later so whoever would be looking for her would’ve moved on to another victim.
To be continued...
Ch .11 Homecoming Retribution
Homecoming Retribution
Amanda arrived at Browne, for the 2nd university year, around 2 weeks late. She had worked up a believable excuse for her parents on why she would need to start a little later. Although not having had sex for almost two months had left Amanda with withdrawal symptoms such as fever dreams, ghost pains and random bouts of intense arousal, the edge or penchant towards interracial debauchery had reduced somewhat. She still consumed black cock porn once a day but this was down from the hourly masturbation during the peak of her addiction. Her latest porn stars she was very attracted to were Jason Luv and Damien Dayski, whose tool reminder her of one of her black rapists.
As she unpacked her clothes and accessories in her dorm room she heard a knock on her door. Amanda walked up to the door and opened it.
“Hi baby gurlll, so good to see you, heard you were back!”, Jacinda elated.
“Oh yeah Jackie, yeah was a long flight and I was delayed by a few weeks.” Amanda responded.
“Listen Mandy. Not showing up was a mistake.” Jacinda blurted out.
Amanda paused and retorted “not showing up for what?”
“And playing dumb is even less wise hun. You know them panthers wont be happy” Jacinda explained.
Amanda grew visibly angry “Did I sign up for a multi man gangbang? Are you crazy Jackie? You people are all mentally sick and have already converted me into a fucktoy. I spent this summer finding some normalcy and I want to get back to my life. OF COURSE I did not show up and no one can threaten me!
“Have it your way girl. But there may be repercussions” Jacinda explained, coyly. She walked down the hallway and entered the lift. Amanda, shaken, now felt a dread over come her. What lay ahead? Had she violated some club rule? Was now the time to go to the police?
Amanda slept on it and decided not to approach the authorities as it would possibly not protect her and they would contact her parents with the information. It was the first Thursday back and Amanda had gone to the swim meet, like she regularly would. The usual class at 1pm was postponed to the evening class at 8pm. Amanda had the olympic pool largely to herself except the pool team was doing some final laps on lane 12. She choose lane 2 and started swimming with a backstroke. She did around 10 laps and took off her googles, as relaxed at the start of the lane. 45 minutes had gone by and she was now alone except she could see two members of the cleaning staff signalling to her that the pool would close soon.
She climbed out and made her way to the ladies locker room, which was empty. She freed herself from the very wet swim wear, put on her flip flops and headed into the shower which had no cubicles. Usually it would house six to seven women but this time she had it all to herself. She turned the shower on and looked up, trying to rid herself of the stress she had been under over the last few weeks. The water hit her face and fell down on to her breasts and legs and feet. She felt a sense of calmth and reminder herself “everything will be ok Mandy.”
As she turned the shower off, she heart some commotion back in the locker room and thought it was some of the other co-eds. Amanda bent down to pick up her towel that had fallen on the shower floor. As she reached down, she heard footsteps, many of them, approach her quickly.
Before she could turn around and even react she heard a deep voice say “Take her now.”
She felt both her arms being taken and tied just above the small of her back, above her ass. She was now leaning forward, her toes were touching the shower floor but barely, as she was partially hoist up by a very large black man who was wearing a balaclava face mask. This was similar to the man who had ***** her in her toilet before the summer holiday.
“NO! No STOP! SOMEBODY!!” Amanda screamed in pure fear.
“No one can hear you bitch. Now split those legs open.” He said in a very deep hood accent.
“NO I WILL NO….” She tried to scream but he groped her breast very hard causing her to shriek “OUCH OucH NO” and lunge forward. She instinctively looked down and backward as the man released one of her hands and started to fidget.
He pushed her head down and proped her ass up and with out any warning, took off his towel. She was now looking at him through her own split legs. She whimpered in shock “Noooo oh no…”. Itmust have been the largest dick she had ever seen. Easily 18 inches. It was rock hard and pulsating.
“I had heard a thing or two about you but was disappointed to see you didn’t make the event we had setup for you.” He chided her.
“Just STOP YOU SON OF A BIT….” She screamed but he slapped her large butt check “THRWAP!” Causing her to lunge forward.
“You were told there would be consequences. So now face them” he proceeded to lower his black cock inch by inch into her asshole.
Amanda was whimpering “Noooo no ouch. Ouch god no please no I hate this!” As her legs started to quiver, her sphincter gripped his large black baton.
“That’s right Amanda your asshole clearly likes my black dick.” He said in a cocky manner.
His black cock wouldn’t go any deeper than 12 inches or so so he started to hit her buttcheeks repeatedly “WHAP. FWAP. WHAP’ She screamed almost as in acknowledgement “NO. NOOHH. STOP!” This action somehow allowed him to further lower his dick so that it was 15 inches deep.
Amanda was already having painful convulsions. He then squatted up again, removing some of his shaft, to give her hope of some respite. But then without warning he thrust right back into her, almost sitting on her large butt cheeks “WHAP!”
“NO GOD OWWWH OH GOD YOU ARE TEA….TEAR…ING me UP” Amanda begged.
WHAP. OWWH.WHAP. NOOH. WHAP. PLEASE. SLAP!!, he continued to **** Amanda’s ass without mercy and was slapping it as well. Out of nowhere he reached over to her head which was near the shower floor as she was fully bending down and pulled her hair up bringing her torso inline with his. He was much taller than her so he was still looking down at her face when he pulled her hair back far enough so she was forced to look up at him. He continued to thrust in her and out. She couldn’t speak as the pain was inexorable.
“Do you see what I’m doing to your asshole?” He asked her while ****** her. She could only nod.
He bent his neck down and proceeded to dangle his large tounge over her now very open mouth. “Suck on my tounge Amanda.”, he said authoritatively as he continued to pound her ass from above.
“WHAP. OWWH.WHAP. OHHhn. WHAP. HMmfmmfhh” she gestured upward with her lips and started sucking on his tongue as he continued to ream her ass. While she did this he took both his hands around her back, across her chest and on her nipples. He started to violently tweeze and pick at them.
“You’re going to lactate for me so I can taste your milk bitch” he said in a very resolute voice. Amanda was panting “hhh hhh…sigh…uhh…” as she took a break from sucking on his tounge. She peered down at her breasts which were engulfed by his black hands and inflamed as well. Her nipples were rock hard and were spraying a clear liquid every now and then as he continued to thrust in and out of her ass while squeezing her breasts in a forward motion, almost as if he wanted to drain them.
“Jamal you best be paying attention to her pussy…OOF..Oh her ass be fine boy” the large man invited over another man over to the action.
When Amanda heard “Jamal” she instinctively looked around but the large man forced her head forward and increased the intensity and frequency of his thrusts to divert her attention back to being his bitch.
Amanda suddenly noticed another masked black man walk up infront of her, as she was being reamed and lactated. He had something hanging from his mouth. He picked her up from her legs, with the other man’s 18 inch penis still deep inside her ass and hoist her legs and feet over his shoulder. She remembered how Jamal’s penis looked but couldnt tell, in the heat of the moment, if it was him or not.
“Jam….Jamal…is that…oh god…he’s hurting me…is that..you” she barely was able to construct her question while the large man continued to have his way with her from behind. Jamal didn’t say anything. He reached over to pull what resembled an amulet hanging from his mouth. He then put it on Amandas feet, with his mouth, and tightened it. She could now see it in all its glory. It was an ankle bracelet but this time not only did it have a queen of spades black heart, it had a few black panthers and black cocks on it too. He proceeded to thrust his black dick into her vagina.
Amanda screamed in pain “eeyyAHHHHHHHHHhhnnoooooooooohnnnn” The double penetration was like nothing she had experienced before.
“That’s right. Cum on our black cocks bitch.” Jamal said in his baritone voice.
“WHAP. SQISH. OH GOD. NO. WHAP. SLAP. WHAP. SLAP. SQUIRT. STOP” Amanda’s cries amidst her most intense **** yet could be heard.
The large man who was taking Amanda from behind turned the shower back on to drown our her cries and make the room even more steamy.
Jamal reached forward and stuck his tounge in Amanda’s mouth. She tried to retract but he took her head and forced her to comply.
He looked down at her now very large and elongated labia as it caressed his black cock which was entering and exiting Amanda’s red vagina. Black cock cream would form, only to be instantly removed by the falling water.
“Tonight’s going to get really bad Amanda!” He said, panting and thrusting. Amanda now felt scared.
“SLAP!” Jamal slapped her on her face. He then moved in on her and started to choke her as he intensified his thrusts “WRAP. FRAP. OH GOD NO. FRAP. SQUSH. WHAP” Amanda’s legs still hoisted firmly on Jamal’s very large shoulders, started to quiver and feet were shaking as she was in the violent throws of a major orgasm.
The large man behind her hadn’t stopped ass ****** her and she was now feeling entirely numb next to her anal cavity.
“Whose pussy is this?” He shouted at her as they both violated her.
“Uhhh…Auhoon….yours…its your ass. Its your pussy” Amanda ceded to their black alpha male domination.
Out of nowhere, she started to scream.
“I’m…ohnn..IM COME…OH GOD…IM COMING. IM COMING. IM COMING. OH MY GOD IM COMING SO HARD ON THESE. WHAP. FRAP. WHAP. BIG. BLACK. DICKS!” Her pussy had started to fart as well, to relieve some of the pressure. Jamal reached in and started to suck on her left breast in a circular motion around the hard nipple. This made her cum even harder and pant.
“Are you guys….Ughhh…my god…will you all….ever stop this? You have….Auh AUH AUH (Amanda had another orgasm) destroyed….my…life.” She tried to explain as they continued to fuck both her holes. Her one hand was now in Jamals mouth and the other was in the large black man’s mouth. They were biting her fingers and sucking on them.
Without warning, the large man behind her pulled out his tool, creating a large “POP” sound and a gaping hole. Ass juice fell to the floor along with gallons of cum. He had cum in her ass but she hadn’t noticed it because it was totally numb by now.
Now Jamal had her all to herself so he continued to fuck her as her legs remained hoisted on his shoulders. “Let’s cum together Amanda” he said as he increased the intensity of his thrusts. She put his hands around his head, looking down, witnessing how her vagina had grown in size, to accommodate this virile specimen of a man.
They continued to fuck eachother in unison “WHAP. OH YEAH JAMAL! FUCK YES AMANDA! OH GOD. IM CUMING. IM CUMMING TOO. Yeah. OH GOD YEAH”. They both came on each others private parts.
“And that’s a take. Cut!” The large black man said, pointing a phone at the pair.
“This will make some interesting viewing for Omar won’t it Amanda.” He continued.
“Wait…noo…ughh…Jamal let her go as his black cock popped out of her vagina as she dismounted. She turned to ask the large black man “Is that my phone?” She couldn’t help but gaze down at his very large but flacid dick hanging off of his pelvis.
“It is and I just sent this to Omar and a contact called “***” he cheekily retorted.
Amanda fell instantly to her knees and started sobbing “NOOOOOHH what did you FUCKING BASTARDS DO!” She knew that her worst fear had materialised. Her *** and Omar, in a matter of hours would be waking up to a video of her being held up and ***** by a large black man and coming on his cock in ecstasy. Her father would cut funding, disown her and more.
“We told you, denying the Black Panthers has serious consequences. You should’ve come to your maiden session. None of this was necessary Amanda! We’re going to have our way with you and will be sending this clip to major interracial websites so that you become the next Spring Thomas!”.
“Who the hell is Spring Thomas?!” Amanda now on her knees, looking up at him, asked irritatedly
“She was a black only interracial porn star. Now that your rich daddy be cutting you off from the money tree you will need to earn your keep you slut!”. Jamal responded from behind her.
They both walked toward her with their giant black cocks swinging and moved purposely close to her face. They didn’t say anything. She was kneeling in between their legs, either side of her and the cocks were on both sides of her face. The sheer intensity of the fuck session that had just ensued had left, obviously, a range of commingling pheromones in the air. She was aroused by the big black cocks hanging by her face. They knew it and started to get hard again.
“Oh god…not again” she muttered as she instinctively grabbed both black dicks and started to stroke them violently. This was partially because of how angry she was at them but also herself for having become a sex slave for black men. She was crying as she couldn’t believe what they had done not only to her father and her former boyfriend. But her biological responses had taken over; her body belonged to these men and so at least for now, she had to service them.
She started to suck both, making sure both cock heads met “SLURP. OH GOD. GUCK. GUCK GUCK.”
“Enough of this shit” the large black man picked Amanda up holding her by her hips and then in an acrobatic manuever let her fall back to the floor but caught her just before her head smashed on the shower floor. She yelped “OH WOW”. Her feet were now facing him next to his head and he was holding her from her ankles, as she hung upside down, looking up at him in awe.
As he had lowered his 18 inch black dick into her ass, he now proceeded to do the same but only this time, in her gaping vaginal cavity.
“NOOoooOOO STOP!” She screamed.
He continued to lower it and then with one large thrust, put it all in. Holding her from just her ankles he kept on squatting up and down, thrusting his black cock inside her, making her shake violently. Jamal took the opportunity to thrust his black member into her mouth making her nearly air tight.
“GUCK, GUCK, GUCK. WHAP. NO. MMFFHF. WHAP. SQUIRT. SLAP” They fucked her for the next thirty minutes mercilessly as the blood rushed to her head. She was hanging upside down, her vagina being literally implanted by the large black man as he held her from her ankles. This is while Jamal face fucked her. She reached around Jamal’s large glutes and on to his buttocks and tried to hold on to them for balance.
“FUCK AMANDA. OH. OH. OH HERE TAKE It. UH” Jamal came hard into her mouth. She choked, with copious quantities of black semen falling backwards from her lips and mouth into her nose, eyes and hair. Jamal walked over to another shower and turned it on.
Meanwhile the large black man carefully placed Amanda’s come covered face and head on the floor infront of him as he lowered himself to his knees. He violently took her legs and feet and held them up. His black dick was still around 10 inches inside Amanda. He now started to stand and deliver deep inside her. Amanda was in total ecstasy as she peered to her left to see Jamal lathering himself and peered back at the large black animal whose black cock was having her way with her love box.
“WHAP. WHAP. WHAP. WHAP” he continued to mercilessly **** her pussy. Her tits were shaking up and down. Her face totally covered in cum. She knew what black men wanted by now. They all had a foot fetish. She offered him her toe and he, like a hungry animal, started to suck on it violently.
“Impregnate me. Is that what you want? My pussy is here for the taking. What are you waiting for you black stallion?! She taunted him as he picked up the pace.
To reassert his dominance he collected her legs and feet and now pushed his weight on her, pinned them behind her head. He slapped her twice “WHAP. SLAP!” He started to ram his entire 18 inches without mercy into her vagina, “SLUG. OH My…SLUSH..oh my god..SQUIRt,..WHAP…Noah..THUD, THUD” Amanda could barely mutter a word as he was body slamming into her. Her legs were shaking as she looked at him in pure awe. She looked down at her stomach and she could see a bulge near her belly button, each time he would ram into her with his full girth. He had reached areas other black men never had. She started to experience an orgasm like no other. She arched her head back as this battery continued and started to chant “yeahhhhh…oh….yeah….”. She peered over to Jamal again who was drying off.
“You..pant..pant, got more for me Jamal? He’s already impregnating me. Do you have another load for me?” Amanda huffed and puffed as she begged Jamal to fuck her mouth once again.
The large black man slapped her head back to make sure he looked at him. He took her by her hair and forced her to look at the insemination that was about to follow. “Bitch forget Jamal, this pussy is mine now” he said authoritatively as he continued to piston fuck her “WHOSH, SLASH, WHAP. Uh no. God. Squirt. THROSH. Squirt” Amanda started to squirt on his dick.
The soles of her feet were now near his hips as he was thrusting his entire ass and 18 inches of manhood into her vagina. She was trying to hold his body weight back each time he would slam on to her.
“It’s nearing 11pm. We best be going to the quad. Finish off with her.” Jamal said to the large black man who was in a trance and visibly intoxicated with Amanda’s servile attitude and bodily fluids as he had her way with her.
“You go. Ugh. UGH. Im not done yet. THWAP. Oh god slow down please. FRAP. SQUIRT.” He responded to both Jamal’s request and Amanda’s submissive cries as he huffed and puffed, thrusting into her “THWAP. THWAP. THWAP!”
Amanda had been violently fucked by these men for around 2 hours now. Her orgasms weren’t anywhere near coming to a close as she lay with her back to the shower floor. Water and cum everywhere, the sight of the large black man pile driving Amanda, with her feet and legs flailing around his large back was an interracial sensation. The echos of their grunts and moans continued for another thirty minutes. In between he would would lean in and bite Amanda’s engorged lips and even suck on her tongue. As he would retract his head, she would lean in as if asking him not to stop.
By now Amanda had totally forgotten about the vile act he had undertaken by sending pictures and videos of this fuck session back home to her ******. The man pulled out, with Amanda thinking finally he would unload his black semen into her but instead he took her by the head and turned her around, forcing her to get on all fours. He continued to fuck her vagina from behind “WHAP. Nauuuhh. WHAP. Ohhhh god. WHAP. Slow down. WHAP WHAP. The fucking went on for another thirty minutes.
He came shortly after midnight, “UHHH UGHHHHHH???! UGHH YEAH FUCK YOU BLACK COCK SLUT TAKE IT, SQUIRT, SQUIRT, SQUISH”
Amanda was shuddering and on all fours as semen started to pour out of her vaginal cavity and lined his black cock. She knew the insemination was complete. Her mouth was open and tounge was out as she looked back at the giant man holding on to her ass cheeks, as he slowly pulled out his flacid, cum covered black cock out of her “POP”. She instinctively turned around and took his dick and started to clean it with her hands and tounge. She was kneeling with her toes and feet arched.
As she tugged at it, she teased him, starring at him in his eyes through his mask and saying in her deep voice “Yeah you stallion. That’s what I want.”
He leaned in to kiss her as he fondled her breasts, pinching them as he grabbed her hair. She responded “yeahhh thats right”. She reached in, still kneeling, to passionately French kiss him as she bit his lower black engorged lips. While she kept on kissing him, she kept on massaging his giant black penis. He responded in kind by shoving a good portion of his hand into her vagina.
She yelped “Ohhhhhh god”.
He went in and out with his hand at an increasing frequency “WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP” causing her eyes to roll back in her head and for her to bend forward. While fisting her he started to choke her with her other hand.
“You like what us black panthers can do to you?” He teasingly asked her.
“MFHFH. Yeahhhhh” she gave out a muffled cries as he continued to slap her on her ass, tits, nipples, face while fisting her “WHAP. OWWH! SLAP. OUCH! FRAP. OH WOW! SLAP!”
“Im…IM…..Noh god… COMING SO HARD ON YOUR BIG BLACK HAND” Amanda screamed as she ejaculated on his hand that just wouldn’t relent in fisting her. Hery pussy queeffed a few times “PFRT. WHRP. PFRT. SQUIRT” as he continued to fist her in and out. He pushed her head down on the wet shower floor and screamed, “LICK YOUR SQUIRT”.
Amanda on all fours now proceeded to lick it, like a crazed feline. She crawled around seeking more ejaculate to mop up. The soles of her feet were arched and her toes were firmly planet on the shower floor. Her large butthole was facing outward, gaping from the mauling earlier, almost as if ready for another black intruder. Just beneath it, her labia which was now outsized, was hanging.
He jerked her to stand up holding both her hands. She looked at his massive physique and then starred squarely at him, locking eyes. Her hands touched his chest as she caressed him in awe.
She squeezed his left nipple and with her right hand grabbed his dangling black cock. “Yeahhhh?” “You’re not done are you. Stallion” she almost teased as she moved closer to him and guided the tip of his snake towards her labia.
She started to rub it with his large penis head which was dark purple. She arched her head back and rolled her eyes back. He leaned in to tounge kiss her as she slowly massaged his large black snake. This made his black cock throb and grow again.
She whispered to him “Hmmmmhn…it wants me again.”
He walked right into her with his shaft entering her vagina; all 18 inches of it eventually. She was standing, shuddering, her eyes wincing in pain looking at her vagina take this large black cock once again. She could see the tip of his cock create a bulge in her stomach. He fucked her hard for another 10 minutes, standing. “WHRAP, THWAP, SQUIRT, WHAP!”
He picked one of her legs up as he quickened the pace of his thrusts. She could feel him throbbing inside her, knowing he was about to come again. She instinctively knelt down and started to suck out his cum. “Guck. Guck. God. Give it to me! SPLOSH SPLOSH” he came harder than ever and the liquid sprayed into Amandas hair, face, eyes, lips. He even used his black meat as a cannon now to spray her feet and legs as he couldn’t stop coming. As he screamed “UGHHHHHHH. FUUUUAHHK. UGHHHHHH YOU SLUT” she moaned “oh yeahhhhhh…wow….wow how virile are you….oh god…wow what a man” while fingering herself, covered in increasing amounts of cum.
By now, one could see bite marks, red lashes, scratches, lacerations, redness and bruises all around Amanda’s body. These were evidence of her domination and that all of it was real.
After they finished up in the shower, she had wanted to go home but he didn’t let her. She didn’t put up much of a fight as most of her body was very limp. She could barely walk straight in the parking lot outside the pool building.
He drove her instead to his flat just outside campus. The fucked just once more there, at which point both were drained, calling it a night at around 4am.
When she woke up at 9am the same morning, she noticed a barrage of text messages waiting for her. It dawned on her what the men had done to her last night and that they had forwarded, to her *** and Omar, videos of her being cream-pied by multiple black men in the women’s shower. Her heart started to beat wildly as waves of anxiety engulfed her very being.
Amanda arrived at Browne, for the 2nd university year, around 2 weeks late. She had worked up a believable excuse for her parents on why she would need to start a little later. Although not having had sex for almost two months had left Amanda with withdrawal symptoms such as fever dreams, ghost pains and random bouts of intense arousal, the edge or penchant towards interracial debauchery had reduced somewhat. She still consumed black cock porn once a day but this was down from the hourly masturbation during the peak of her addiction. Her latest porn stars she was very attracted to were Jason Luv and Damien Dayski, whose tool reminder her of one of her black rapists.
As she unpacked her clothes and accessories in her dorm room she heard a knock on her door. Amanda walked up to the door and opened it.
“Hi baby gurlll, so good to see you, heard you were back!”, Jacinda elated.
“Oh yeah Jackie, yeah was a long flight and I was delayed by a few weeks.” Amanda responded.
“Listen Mandy. Not showing up was a mistake.” Jacinda blurted out.
Amanda paused and retorted “not showing up for what?”
“And playing dumb is even less wise hun. You know them panthers wont be happy” Jacinda explained.
Amanda grew visibly angry “Did I sign up for a multi man gangbang? Are you crazy Jackie? You people are all mentally sick and have already converted me into a fucktoy. I spent this summer finding some normalcy and I want to get back to my life. OF COURSE I did not show up and no one can threaten me!
“Have it your way girl. But there may be repercussions” Jacinda explained, coyly. She walked down the hallway and entered the lift. Amanda, shaken, now felt a dread over come her. What lay ahead? Had she violated some club rule? Was now the time to go to the police?
Amanda slept on it and decided not to approach the authorities as it would possibly not protect her and they would contact her parents with the information. It was the first Thursday back and Amanda had gone to the swim meet, like she regularly would. The usual class at 1pm was postponed to the evening class at 8pm. Amanda had the olympic pool largely to herself except the pool team was doing some final laps on lane 12. She choose lane 2 and started swimming with a backstroke. She did around 10 laps and took off her googles, as relaxed at the start of the lane. 45 minutes had gone by and she was now alone except she could see two members of the cleaning staff signalling to her that the pool would close soon.
She climbed out and made her way to the ladies locker room, which was empty. She freed herself from the very wet swim wear, put on her flip flops and headed into the shower which had no cubicles. Usually it would house six to seven women but this time she had it all to herself. She turned the shower on and looked up, trying to rid herself of the stress she had been under over the last few weeks. The water hit her face and fell down on to her breasts and legs and feet. She felt a sense of calmth and reminder herself “everything will be ok Mandy.”
As she turned the shower off, she heart some commotion back in the locker room and thought it was some of the other co-eds. Amanda bent down to pick up her towel that had fallen on the shower floor. As she reached down, she heard footsteps, many of them, approach her quickly.
Before she could turn around and even react she heard a deep voice say “Take her now.”
She felt both her arms being taken and tied just above the small of her back, above her ass. She was now leaning forward, her toes were touching the shower floor but barely, as she was partially hoist up by a very large black man who was wearing a balaclava face mask. This was similar to the man who had ***** her in her toilet before the summer holiday.
“NO! No STOP! SOMEBODY!!” Amanda screamed in pure fear.
“No one can hear you bitch. Now split those legs open.” He said in a very deep hood accent.
“NO I WILL NO….” She tried to scream but he groped her breast very hard causing her to shriek “OUCH OucH NO” and lunge forward. She instinctively looked down and backward as the man released one of her hands and started to fidget.
He pushed her head down and proped her ass up and with out any warning, took off his towel. She was now looking at him through her own split legs. She whimpered in shock “Noooo oh no…”. Itmust have been the largest dick she had ever seen. Easily 18 inches. It was rock hard and pulsating.
“I had heard a thing or two about you but was disappointed to see you didn’t make the event we had setup for you.” He chided her.
“Just STOP YOU SON OF A BIT….” She screamed but he slapped her large butt check “THRWAP!” Causing her to lunge forward.
“You were told there would be consequences. So now face them” he proceeded to lower his black cock inch by inch into her asshole.
Amanda was whimpering “Noooo no ouch. Ouch god no please no I hate this!” As her legs started to quiver, her sphincter gripped his large black baton.
“That’s right Amanda your asshole clearly likes my black dick.” He said in a cocky manner.
His black cock wouldn’t go any deeper than 12 inches or so so he started to hit her buttcheeks repeatedly “WHAP. FWAP. WHAP’ She screamed almost as in acknowledgement “NO. NOOHH. STOP!” This action somehow allowed him to further lower his dick so that it was 15 inches deep.
Amanda was already having painful convulsions. He then squatted up again, removing some of his shaft, to give her hope of some respite. But then without warning he thrust right back into her, almost sitting on her large butt cheeks “WHAP!”
“NO GOD OWWWH OH GOD YOU ARE TEA….TEAR…ING me UP” Amanda begged.
WHAP. OWWH.WHAP. NOOH. WHAP. PLEASE. SLAP!!, he continued to **** Amanda’s ass without mercy and was slapping it as well. Out of nowhere he reached over to her head which was near the shower floor as she was fully bending down and pulled her hair up bringing her torso inline with his. He was much taller than her so he was still looking down at her face when he pulled her hair back far enough so she was forced to look up at him. He continued to thrust in her and out. She couldn’t speak as the pain was inexorable.
“Do you see what I’m doing to your asshole?” He asked her while ****** her. She could only nod.
He bent his neck down and proceeded to dangle his large tounge over her now very open mouth. “Suck on my tounge Amanda.”, he said authoritatively as he continued to pound her ass from above.
“WHAP. OWWH.WHAP. OHHhn. WHAP. HMmfmmfhh” she gestured upward with her lips and started sucking on his tongue as he continued to ream her ass. While she did this he took both his hands around her back, across her chest and on her nipples. He started to violently tweeze and pick at them.
“You’re going to lactate for me so I can taste your milk bitch” he said in a very resolute voice. Amanda was panting “hhh hhh…sigh…uhh…” as she took a break from sucking on his tounge. She peered down at her breasts which were engulfed by his black hands and inflamed as well. Her nipples were rock hard and were spraying a clear liquid every now and then as he continued to thrust in and out of her ass while squeezing her breasts in a forward motion, almost as if he wanted to drain them.
“Jamal you best be paying attention to her pussy…OOF..Oh her ass be fine boy” the large man invited over another man over to the action.
When Amanda heard “Jamal” she instinctively looked around but the large man forced her head forward and increased the intensity and frequency of his thrusts to divert her attention back to being his bitch.
Amanda suddenly noticed another masked black man walk up infront of her, as she was being reamed and lactated. He had something hanging from his mouth. He picked her up from her legs, with the other man’s 18 inch penis still deep inside her ass and hoist her legs and feet over his shoulder. She remembered how Jamal’s penis looked but couldnt tell, in the heat of the moment, if it was him or not.
“Jam….Jamal…is that…oh god…he’s hurting me…is that..you” she barely was able to construct her question while the large man continued to have his way with her from behind. Jamal didn’t say anything. He reached over to pull what resembled an amulet hanging from his mouth. He then put it on Amandas feet, with his mouth, and tightened it. She could now see it in all its glory. It was an ankle bracelet but this time not only did it have a queen of spades black heart, it had a few black panthers and black cocks on it too. He proceeded to thrust his black dick into her vagina.
Amanda screamed in pain “eeyyAHHHHHHHHHhhnnoooooooooohnnnn” The double penetration was like nothing she had experienced before.
“That’s right. Cum on our black cocks bitch.” Jamal said in his baritone voice.
“WHAP. SQISH. OH GOD. NO. WHAP. SLAP. WHAP. SLAP. SQUIRT. STOP” Amanda’s cries amidst her most intense **** yet could be heard.
The large man who was taking Amanda from behind turned the shower back on to drown our her cries and make the room even more steamy.
Jamal reached forward and stuck his tounge in Amanda’s mouth. She tried to retract but he took her head and forced her to comply.
He looked down at her now very large and elongated labia as it caressed his black cock which was entering and exiting Amanda’s red vagina. Black cock cream would form, only to be instantly removed by the falling water.
“Tonight’s going to get really bad Amanda!” He said, panting and thrusting. Amanda now felt scared.
“SLAP!” Jamal slapped her on her face. He then moved in on her and started to choke her as he intensified his thrusts “WRAP. FRAP. OH GOD NO. FRAP. SQUSH. WHAP” Amanda’s legs still hoisted firmly on Jamal’s very large shoulders, started to quiver and feet were shaking as she was in the violent throws of a major orgasm.
The large man behind her hadn’t stopped ass ****** her and she was now feeling entirely numb next to her anal cavity.
“Whose pussy is this?” He shouted at her as they both violated her.
“Uhhh…Auhoon….yours…its your ass. Its your pussy” Amanda ceded to their black alpha male domination.
Out of nowhere, she started to scream.
“I’m…ohnn..IM COME…OH GOD…IM COMING. IM COMING. IM COMING. OH MY GOD IM COMING SO HARD ON THESE. WHAP. FRAP. WHAP. BIG. BLACK. DICKS!” Her pussy had started to fart as well, to relieve some of the pressure. Jamal reached in and started to suck on her left breast in a circular motion around the hard nipple. This made her cum even harder and pant.
“Are you guys….Ughhh…my god…will you all….ever stop this? You have….Auh AUH AUH (Amanda had another orgasm) destroyed….my…life.” She tried to explain as they continued to fuck both her holes. Her one hand was now in Jamals mouth and the other was in the large black man’s mouth. They were biting her fingers and sucking on them.
Without warning, the large man behind her pulled out his tool, creating a large “POP” sound and a gaping hole. Ass juice fell to the floor along with gallons of cum. He had cum in her ass but she hadn’t noticed it because it was totally numb by now.
Now Jamal had her all to herself so he continued to fuck her as her legs remained hoisted on his shoulders. “Let’s cum together Amanda” he said as he increased the intensity of his thrusts. She put his hands around his head, looking down, witnessing how her vagina had grown in size, to accommodate this virile specimen of a man.
They continued to fuck eachother in unison “WHAP. OH YEAH JAMAL! FUCK YES AMANDA! OH GOD. IM CUMING. IM CUMMING TOO. Yeah. OH GOD YEAH”. They both came on each others private parts.
“And that’s a take. Cut!” The large black man said, pointing a phone at the pair.
“This will make some interesting viewing for Omar won’t it Amanda.” He continued.
“Wait…noo…ughh…Jamal let her go as his black cock popped out of her vagina as she dismounted. She turned to ask the large black man “Is that my phone?” She couldn’t help but gaze down at his very large but flacid dick hanging off of his pelvis.
“It is and I just sent this to Omar and a contact called “***” he cheekily retorted.
Amanda fell instantly to her knees and started sobbing “NOOOOOHH what did you FUCKING BASTARDS DO!” She knew that her worst fear had materialised. Her *** and Omar, in a matter of hours would be waking up to a video of her being held up and ***** by a large black man and coming on his cock in ecstasy. Her father would cut funding, disown her and more.
“We told you, denying the Black Panthers has serious consequences. You should’ve come to your maiden session. None of this was necessary Amanda! We’re going to have our way with you and will be sending this clip to major interracial websites so that you become the next Spring Thomas!”.
“Who the hell is Spring Thomas?!” Amanda now on her knees, looking up at him, asked irritatedly
“She was a black only interracial porn star. Now that your rich daddy be cutting you off from the money tree you will need to earn your keep you slut!”. Jamal responded from behind her.
They both walked toward her with their giant black cocks swinging and moved purposely close to her face. They didn’t say anything. She was kneeling in between their legs, either side of her and the cocks were on both sides of her face. The sheer intensity of the fuck session that had just ensued had left, obviously, a range of commingling pheromones in the air. She was aroused by the big black cocks hanging by her face. They knew it and started to get hard again.
“Oh god…not again” she muttered as she instinctively grabbed both black dicks and started to stroke them violently. This was partially because of how angry she was at them but also herself for having become a sex slave for black men. She was crying as she couldn’t believe what they had done not only to her father and her former boyfriend. But her biological responses had taken over; her body belonged to these men and so at least for now, she had to service them.
She started to suck both, making sure both cock heads met “SLURP. OH GOD. GUCK. GUCK GUCK.”
“Enough of this shit” the large black man picked Amanda up holding her by her hips and then in an acrobatic manuever let her fall back to the floor but caught her just before her head smashed on the shower floor. She yelped “OH WOW”. Her feet were now facing him next to his head and he was holding her from her ankles, as she hung upside down, looking up at him in awe.
As he had lowered his 18 inch black dick into her ass, he now proceeded to do the same but only this time, in her gaping vaginal cavity.
“NOOoooOOO STOP!” She screamed.
He continued to lower it and then with one large thrust, put it all in. Holding her from just her ankles he kept on squatting up and down, thrusting his black cock inside her, making her shake violently. Jamal took the opportunity to thrust his black member into her mouth making her nearly air tight.
“GUCK, GUCK, GUCK. WHAP. NO. MMFFHF. WHAP. SQUIRT. SLAP” They fucked her for the next thirty minutes mercilessly as the blood rushed to her head. She was hanging upside down, her vagina being literally implanted by the large black man as he held her from her ankles. This is while Jamal face fucked her. She reached around Jamal’s large glutes and on to his buttocks and tried to hold on to them for balance.
“FUCK AMANDA. OH. OH. OH HERE TAKE It. UH” Jamal came hard into her mouth. She choked, with copious quantities of black semen falling backwards from her lips and mouth into her nose, eyes and hair. Jamal walked over to another shower and turned it on.
Meanwhile the large black man carefully placed Amanda’s come covered face and head on the floor infront of him as he lowered himself to his knees. He violently took her legs and feet and held them up. His black dick was still around 10 inches inside Amanda. He now started to stand and deliver deep inside her. Amanda was in total ecstasy as she peered to her left to see Jamal lathering himself and peered back at the large black animal whose black cock was having her way with her love box.
“WHAP. WHAP. WHAP. WHAP” he continued to mercilessly **** her pussy. Her tits were shaking up and down. Her face totally covered in cum. She knew what black men wanted by now. They all had a foot fetish. She offered him her toe and he, like a hungry animal, started to suck on it violently.
“Impregnate me. Is that what you want? My pussy is here for the taking. What are you waiting for you black stallion?! She taunted him as he picked up the pace.
To reassert his dominance he collected her legs and feet and now pushed his weight on her, pinned them behind her head. He slapped her twice “WHAP. SLAP!” He started to ram his entire 18 inches without mercy into her vagina, “SLUG. OH My…SLUSH..oh my god..SQUIRt,..WHAP…Noah..THUD, THUD” Amanda could barely mutter a word as he was body slamming into her. Her legs were shaking as she looked at him in pure awe. She looked down at her stomach and she could see a bulge near her belly button, each time he would ram into her with his full girth. He had reached areas other black men never had. She started to experience an orgasm like no other. She arched her head back as this battery continued and started to chant “yeahhhhh…oh….yeah….”. She peered over to Jamal again who was drying off.
“You..pant..pant, got more for me Jamal? He’s already impregnating me. Do you have another load for me?” Amanda huffed and puffed as she begged Jamal to fuck her mouth once again.
The large black man slapped her head back to make sure he looked at him. He took her by her hair and forced her to look at the insemination that was about to follow. “Bitch forget Jamal, this pussy is mine now” he said authoritatively as he continued to piston fuck her “WHOSH, SLASH, WHAP. Uh no. God. Squirt. THROSH. Squirt” Amanda started to squirt on his dick.
The soles of her feet were now near his hips as he was thrusting his entire ass and 18 inches of manhood into her vagina. She was trying to hold his body weight back each time he would slam on to her.
“It’s nearing 11pm. We best be going to the quad. Finish off with her.” Jamal said to the large black man who was in a trance and visibly intoxicated with Amanda’s servile attitude and bodily fluids as he had her way with her.
“You go. Ugh. UGH. Im not done yet. THWAP. Oh god slow down please. FRAP. SQUIRT.” He responded to both Jamal’s request and Amanda’s submissive cries as he huffed and puffed, thrusting into her “THWAP. THWAP. THWAP!”
Amanda had been violently fucked by these men for around 2 hours now. Her orgasms weren’t anywhere near coming to a close as she lay with her back to the shower floor. Water and cum everywhere, the sight of the large black man pile driving Amanda, with her feet and legs flailing around his large back was an interracial sensation. The echos of their grunts and moans continued for another thirty minutes. In between he would would lean in and bite Amanda’s engorged lips and even suck on her tongue. As he would retract his head, she would lean in as if asking him not to stop.
By now Amanda had totally forgotten about the vile act he had undertaken by sending pictures and videos of this fuck session back home to her ******. The man pulled out, with Amanda thinking finally he would unload his black semen into her but instead he took her by the head and turned her around, forcing her to get on all fours. He continued to fuck her vagina from behind “WHAP. Nauuuhh. WHAP. Ohhhh god. WHAP. Slow down. WHAP WHAP. The fucking went on for another thirty minutes.
He came shortly after midnight, “UHHH UGHHHHHH???! UGHH YEAH FUCK YOU BLACK COCK SLUT TAKE IT, SQUIRT, SQUIRT, SQUISH”
Amanda was shuddering and on all fours as semen started to pour out of her vaginal cavity and lined his black cock. She knew the insemination was complete. Her mouth was open and tounge was out as she looked back at the giant man holding on to her ass cheeks, as he slowly pulled out his flacid, cum covered black cock out of her “POP”. She instinctively turned around and took his dick and started to clean it with her hands and tounge. She was kneeling with her toes and feet arched.
As she tugged at it, she teased him, starring at him in his eyes through his mask and saying in her deep voice “Yeah you stallion. That’s what I want.”
He leaned in to kiss her as he fondled her breasts, pinching them as he grabbed her hair. She responded “yeahhh thats right”. She reached in, still kneeling, to passionately French kiss him as she bit his lower black engorged lips. While she kept on kissing him, she kept on massaging his giant black penis. He responded in kind by shoving a good portion of his hand into her vagina.
She yelped “Ohhhhhh god”.
He went in and out with his hand at an increasing frequency “WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP” causing her eyes to roll back in her head and for her to bend forward. While fisting her he started to choke her with her other hand.
“You like what us black panthers can do to you?” He teasingly asked her.
“MFHFH. Yeahhhhh” she gave out a muffled cries as he continued to slap her on her ass, tits, nipples, face while fisting her “WHAP. OWWH! SLAP. OUCH! FRAP. OH WOW! SLAP!”
“Im…IM…..Noh god… COMING SO HARD ON YOUR BIG BLACK HAND” Amanda screamed as she ejaculated on his hand that just wouldn’t relent in fisting her. Hery pussy queeffed a few times “PFRT. WHRP. PFRT. SQUIRT” as he continued to fist her in and out. He pushed her head down on the wet shower floor and screamed, “LICK YOUR SQUIRT”.
Amanda on all fours now proceeded to lick it, like a crazed feline. She crawled around seeking more ejaculate to mop up. The soles of her feet were arched and her toes were firmly planet on the shower floor. Her large butthole was facing outward, gaping from the mauling earlier, almost as if ready for another black intruder. Just beneath it, her labia which was now outsized, was hanging.
He jerked her to stand up holding both her hands. She looked at his massive physique and then starred squarely at him, locking eyes. Her hands touched his chest as she caressed him in awe.
She squeezed his left nipple and with her right hand grabbed his dangling black cock. “Yeahhhh?” “You’re not done are you. Stallion” she almost teased as she moved closer to him and guided the tip of his snake towards her labia.
She started to rub it with his large penis head which was dark purple. She arched her head back and rolled her eyes back. He leaned in to tounge kiss her as she slowly massaged his large black snake. This made his black cock throb and grow again.
She whispered to him “Hmmmmhn…it wants me again.”
He walked right into her with his shaft entering her vagina; all 18 inches of it eventually. She was standing, shuddering, her eyes wincing in pain looking at her vagina take this large black cock once again. She could see the tip of his cock create a bulge in her stomach. He fucked her hard for another 10 minutes, standing. “WHRAP, THWAP, SQUIRT, WHAP!”
He picked one of her legs up as he quickened the pace of his thrusts. She could feel him throbbing inside her, knowing he was about to come again. She instinctively knelt down and started to suck out his cum. “Guck. Guck. God. Give it to me! SPLOSH SPLOSH” he came harder than ever and the liquid sprayed into Amandas hair, face, eyes, lips. He even used his black meat as a cannon now to spray her feet and legs as he couldn’t stop coming. As he screamed “UGHHHHHHH. FUUUUAHHK. UGHHHHHH YOU SLUT” she moaned “oh yeahhhhhh…wow….wow how virile are you….oh god…wow what a man” while fingering herself, covered in increasing amounts of cum.
By now, one could see bite marks, red lashes, scratches, lacerations, redness and bruises all around Amanda’s body. These were evidence of her domination and that all of it was real.
After they finished up in the shower, she had wanted to go home but he didn’t let her. She didn’t put up much of a fight as most of her body was very limp. She could barely walk straight in the parking lot outside the pool building.
He drove her instead to his flat just outside campus. The fucked just once more there, at which point both were drained, calling it a night at around 4am.
When she woke up at 9am the same morning, she noticed a barrage of text messages waiting for her. It dawned on her what the men had done to her last night and that they had forwarded, to her *** and Omar, videos of her being cream-pied by multiple black men in the women’s shower. Her heart started to beat wildly as waves of anxiety engulfed her very being.
Amanda gets broken in (Hidden Chapter)
The below chapter is a special and transpires shortly after Amanda returns to her dorm room, after being groped by Jamal in the women's toilet at the party.
Amanda hears a knock on her dorm door.
As Amanda is about to get up to open, Jacinda enters Amanda's room. Amanda exclaims "What's wrong Jacinda?!"
"Oh honey sorry for entering. I just received a text message from Jamal. He wants to apologise to you for what went down earlier tonight. He wants to do it personally, would you be happy to go see him?"
"You've got to be joking right? What so he can **** me like he almost did?I would never go anywhere alone with him!" Amanda retorted in anger.
"Amanda you need to calm down here alright girl? You don't need to go anywhere with him. He's in my room now and just wants to have a word with you. I'll be there too."
Amanda thought if hearing him out meant he would leave her alone, now would be the best time to nip this situation in the bud. She went with Jacinda to her dorm room, to find Jamal standing near the bed. He turned around and greeted Amanda "Oh hi. Listen girl I'm sorry about earlier. It must've been the drinks. Maybe them boys spiked my drinks HAH!"
Amanda laughed nervously and responded "I was shocked. I was this close to filing a report with the Campus officer and Dean. But it's ok just let us never talk of it again."
Amanda heard a click sound behind her; she turned around only to see Jacinda had left the room. She looked back at Jamal, who was now looking at her in a more sinister way.
"I'll still need more of a taste. You probably wanted more tonight too didn't you?" he asked Amanda.
"What do you mean?" Amanda now responded in a frustrated tone.
"I think you know what I mean. Unless you want something very bad to happen to you many times, just give me what I want. Jamal Jr. here wants to explore your insides." he explained.
"You want me to have sex with you? Why don't you black guys take 'NO' for an answer?" Amanda retorted.
"If you refuse tonight, it will set of a chain reaction of events you will regret for your life." He said in a callous manner, as his bulge through his jeans grew vividly.
Amanda was very worried now. Did he mean he would **** her eventually? Would he hurt her physically? A myriad of thoughts rushed through her mind.
"Just relax. I won't hurt you."
Jamal walked over to Amanda and started to undress her, gently. She resisted. Her pants had fallen to her stiletto shoes she was still wearing from the party earlier. She bent down to pick them up and as she did that, he slapped her ass cheeks hard “WHAP”
“Ooofff ouch!” She exclaimed and looked up at him, slightly shaking and overcome with fear.
"Get on the bed. You don't need to suck my dick tonight" he said in his deep voice, pointing over at Jacinda’s bed.
Amanda responded "oh god...please no..." as she knelt on the bed with the soles of her feet facing him. She felt trapped and had no choice but to comply.
"Lay down on your back. I know you've never been broken in yet" he demanded as he pulls out an XXL sized condom from Jacinda's drawer. He knew where Jacinda stored these from one of their many regular encounters. Amanda complied.
"This is going to happen. You might as well try and enjoy it" he continued as he unzipped his pants to reveal a large penis that was throbbing slightly, expanding in size the moment he let it flop out of his pants. Amanda was in shock and didn't mutter a word. She kept on glancing at the XXL sized condom and then back at his black dick. He then struggled to fit the condom on which only covered around half his penis, which was fully erect by now and pointing at Amanda’s vagina.
"Damn. They never fit." chuckled Jamal as he took his large black member and moved towards her on the bed.
Amanda instinctively backed away and up against the bed, her gaze fixated on his black dick.
He took her left leg and put it above his right shoulder, creating a slight opening in her vaginal cavity.
“Please god you bloody bastard….ohhnnn NOO” Amanda mutters as she sees his large chest and torso approach her as he positions the head of his penis over her clitoris.
“Oh YEAH bitch its so tight” Jamal says as he tries to penetrate Amanda’s pussy as her head arches back and she grins in pain. She tries to push him back with his hands as he is now leaning into her from above.
“Please oh no this is worse than I expected…uhhnn…god the pain…what the hell!” Amanda pleads as she tries to get off the bed.
He pins her down and proceeds to lower a large portion of his black cock into her now.
“Nohn. Stop!” She screams as he starts to slowly thrust in and out.
Now in, he slowly increases the depth and pace of his thrusts causing Amanda to start panting. He takes both her legs and places her feet on his chest as he kneels on the bed and starts to deliver his thrusts with more intent.
"You got pretty toes Amanda" he looks at her feet on his chest. as he continues to fuck her.
"Sto....hhhhnnnpp....just stop! Oh god....this feels...so wrong!" Amanda laments.
“ARGHHH” he screams.
“Ohhnn.... Is this how you break girls in? You...ohhnn...fucker...uhh” Amanda pleads amidst groans of pain as she tries to push him away with both her feet which are firmly planted on his breasts.
“Urghh fuck you’re so tight” he screams again and unrelentingly keeps gyrating his hips, trying to bore his black cock even deeper inside as he starts to finger her labia at the same time.
"UHNN...UHN...god you're so...UHN...STOP...big. How big are you..." Amanda questions in confusion and pain.
"You like my big black dick Amanda?" he responds with a question of his own.
“Uhnn….you…pant..pant…go slow” Amanda submits as she grimaces. He is around 7 inches in, which is 7 inches more than she has ever had in the past. He notices that his black cock is now starting to glisten somewhat with a white, pinky sheen.
“Bitch girl, is that you’re creaming on my big black dick?” He teases her.
She focuses her attention towards her vagina as she tilts her head up. She notices the black piston indeed has some white like substance on it with some pink, presumably a little blood.
“Uhhh..... any vagina does that with a large object inserted into it…uhnn..go slow I said. And stop touching my...cli...ugh...ugh...clit. When are you finally…pant..pant..done? You got what you wanted. NO MORE!” She questions in frustration.
He doesn’t respond and uses the now, naturally lubricated vaginal cavity as an opportunity to really pile into her. Her ongoing cries make him even more hornier.
“WHAP. STOP!!!
WHAP. AHHHHnn.
TAKE THIS BIG BLACK COCK. NOHN JAMAL!!
TAKE IT. WHAP. WHAP”, the sound of Jamal’s physicality coupled with her futile cries of resistance make an interesting melody as this sexual education session heats up.
“Get up and turn around!” He commands her as he suddenly pulls his black dick out of her now warm vagina leaving a gaping hole.
“DO IT!” He exclaims.
She gets up, turns around and looks around at him “What’re you going to do?” Hoping it’s not what she thinks it is. He places his large tool on Amanda's now sweaty ass from behind. She can feel a large snake like structure, rather cool in temperature and clammy, just above her ass.
Without responding he inserts his purple penis head into her vagina from behind. He starts to thrust into her from behind as she arches her head back in pain. He takes one of his arms and wraps it around her breasts and reaches down to her pussy and starts to rub her clit, while fucking her from behind.
He starts to whisper things in her ear which are largely inaudible but phrases like "are you my black cock slut?", "going to make you my queen of spades" "you like how my BBC feels inside you?" are audible as he licks her earlobes.
“Im Not. Noh stop. WHAP. Oh god stop! FHRAP. STOP! WHAP. Uhhh god..oh god what the hell are you...doing” Amanda tries to respond to his taunts as she moans as the animal continues to take her from behind and gets ready to come.
"My boys are....OH FUCK YEAH...OH...going to enjoy you!" he grunts.
Amanda starts to feel a strange tingling sensation. Almost a tickling one that starts to spread across her pelvis, ass, vagina, legs. She starts to pant louder "hahn, hahn, wha...uhh...ohhh no...I think you...broke something inside me Jamal...unnn...STOP NOW this doesn't feel...oh god ohh...right" she pleads in fear.
"Bitch nothing aint broke. You'll know soon" he responds in a monotonic voice.
He proceeds to bend her forward and holds her exposed feet in his large hands, so she is on all fours and slaps her ass each time he thrusts his entire black dick into her vaginal orifice. She screams harder each time he does this.
"OOOF. OUCH. WHAP. AUHH JAMAL. OOFF. YOU're TOO BIG!" she pants and screams.
"EUGHHH...ARRGHHHH...GHAARGHH Im going to come...!" he screams back.
As Jamal is about to ejaculate, Amanda notices this and takes evasive action, literally swerving off his large cream covered cock and off the bed. He barely notices this, in the throws of a major orgasm and shoots his load, breaking the condom and straight on to the the bed sheets where Amanda lay infront of him just a few seconds ago.
She gets up and tries to get dressed but notices her legs keep giving away, as he slowly recovers and screams “Get back here slut! Haha you think I’m done? Walk away now and next time it'll be far worse!"
“Not god no..” Amanda screams and makes a run for the door, tripping twice with strange sensations inside her vaginal area. She gets out in time and heads back to her room. The firepower of his penis broke the condom, it would've easily impregnated her had she not taken the evasive maneuver, she thought. She is in absolute shock and starts to sob profusely. She cannot call her *** nor her boyfriend. She has no one to turn to as she had practically been ***** and deflowered, lost her virginity and innocence to a random black guy at college; all against her will! She also experienced, against her will, the beginnings of an orgasm. Had she stayed any longer, it is possible her body would've likely relented to an entire night of getting blacked by a black virile man; with all the consequences such as insemination and more.
As she ruminates, unable to sleep at night, she decides to rationalise this as a one off and that she will never speak of it ever again. A strange buildup of pressure lingers in her groin area for a few hours.
Amanda hears a knock on her dorm door.
As Amanda is about to get up to open, Jacinda enters Amanda's room. Amanda exclaims "What's wrong Jacinda?!"
"Oh honey sorry for entering. I just received a text message from Jamal. He wants to apologise to you for what went down earlier tonight. He wants to do it personally, would you be happy to go see him?"
"You've got to be joking right? What so he can **** me like he almost did?I would never go anywhere alone with him!" Amanda retorted in anger.
"Amanda you need to calm down here alright girl? You don't need to go anywhere with him. He's in my room now and just wants to have a word with you. I'll be there too."
Amanda thought if hearing him out meant he would leave her alone, now would be the best time to nip this situation in the bud. She went with Jacinda to her dorm room, to find Jamal standing near the bed. He turned around and greeted Amanda "Oh hi. Listen girl I'm sorry about earlier. It must've been the drinks. Maybe them boys spiked my drinks HAH!"
Amanda laughed nervously and responded "I was shocked. I was this close to filing a report with the Campus officer and Dean. But it's ok just let us never talk of it again."
Amanda heard a click sound behind her; she turned around only to see Jacinda had left the room. She looked back at Jamal, who was now looking at her in a more sinister way.
"I'll still need more of a taste. You probably wanted more tonight too didn't you?" he asked Amanda.
"What do you mean?" Amanda now responded in a frustrated tone.
"I think you know what I mean. Unless you want something very bad to happen to you many times, just give me what I want. Jamal Jr. here wants to explore your insides." he explained.
"You want me to have sex with you? Why don't you black guys take 'NO' for an answer?" Amanda retorted.
"If you refuse tonight, it will set of a chain reaction of events you will regret for your life." He said in a callous manner, as his bulge through his jeans grew vividly.
Amanda was very worried now. Did he mean he would **** her eventually? Would he hurt her physically? A myriad of thoughts rushed through her mind.
"Just relax. I won't hurt you."
Jamal walked over to Amanda and started to undress her, gently. She resisted. Her pants had fallen to her stiletto shoes she was still wearing from the party earlier. She bent down to pick them up and as she did that, he slapped her ass cheeks hard “WHAP”
“Ooofff ouch!” She exclaimed and looked up at him, slightly shaking and overcome with fear.
"Get on the bed. You don't need to suck my dick tonight" he said in his deep voice, pointing over at Jacinda’s bed.
Amanda responded "oh god...please no..." as she knelt on the bed with the soles of her feet facing him. She felt trapped and had no choice but to comply.
"Lay down on your back. I know you've never been broken in yet" he demanded as he pulls out an XXL sized condom from Jacinda's drawer. He knew where Jacinda stored these from one of their many regular encounters. Amanda complied.
"This is going to happen. You might as well try and enjoy it" he continued as he unzipped his pants to reveal a large penis that was throbbing slightly, expanding in size the moment he let it flop out of his pants. Amanda was in shock and didn't mutter a word. She kept on glancing at the XXL sized condom and then back at his black dick. He then struggled to fit the condom on which only covered around half his penis, which was fully erect by now and pointing at Amanda’s vagina.
"Damn. They never fit." chuckled Jamal as he took his large black member and moved towards her on the bed.
Amanda instinctively backed away and up against the bed, her gaze fixated on his black dick.
He took her left leg and put it above his right shoulder, creating a slight opening in her vaginal cavity.
“Please god you bloody bastard….ohhnnn NOO” Amanda mutters as she sees his large chest and torso approach her as he positions the head of his penis over her clitoris.
“Oh YEAH bitch its so tight” Jamal says as he tries to penetrate Amanda’s pussy as her head arches back and she grins in pain. She tries to push him back with his hands as he is now leaning into her from above.
“Please oh no this is worse than I expected…uhhnn…god the pain…what the hell!” Amanda pleads as she tries to get off the bed.
He pins her down and proceeds to lower a large portion of his black cock into her now.
“Nohn. Stop!” She screams as he starts to slowly thrust in and out.
Now in, he slowly increases the depth and pace of his thrusts causing Amanda to start panting. He takes both her legs and places her feet on his chest as he kneels on the bed and starts to deliver his thrusts with more intent.
"You got pretty toes Amanda" he looks at her feet on his chest. as he continues to fuck her.
"Sto....hhhhnnnpp....just stop! Oh god....this feels...so wrong!" Amanda laments.
“ARGHHH” he screams.
“Ohhnn.... Is this how you break girls in? You...ohhnn...fucker...uhh” Amanda pleads amidst groans of pain as she tries to push him away with both her feet which are firmly planted on his breasts.
“Urghh fuck you’re so tight” he screams again and unrelentingly keeps gyrating his hips, trying to bore his black cock even deeper inside as he starts to finger her labia at the same time.
"UHNN...UHN...god you're so...UHN...STOP...big. How big are you..." Amanda questions in confusion and pain.
"You like my big black dick Amanda?" he responds with a question of his own.
“Uhnn….you…pant..pant…go slow” Amanda submits as she grimaces. He is around 7 inches in, which is 7 inches more than she has ever had in the past. He notices that his black cock is now starting to glisten somewhat with a white, pinky sheen.
“Bitch girl, is that you’re creaming on my big black dick?” He teases her.
She focuses her attention towards her vagina as she tilts her head up. She notices the black piston indeed has some white like substance on it with some pink, presumably a little blood.
“Uhhh..... any vagina does that with a large object inserted into it…uhnn..go slow I said. And stop touching my...cli...ugh...ugh...clit. When are you finally…pant..pant..done? You got what you wanted. NO MORE!” She questions in frustration.
He doesn’t respond and uses the now, naturally lubricated vaginal cavity as an opportunity to really pile into her. Her ongoing cries make him even more hornier.
“WHAP. STOP!!!
WHAP. AHHHHnn.
TAKE THIS BIG BLACK COCK. NOHN JAMAL!!
TAKE IT. WHAP. WHAP”, the sound of Jamal’s physicality coupled with her futile cries of resistance make an interesting melody as this sexual education session heats up.
“Get up and turn around!” He commands her as he suddenly pulls his black dick out of her now warm vagina leaving a gaping hole.
“DO IT!” He exclaims.
She gets up, turns around and looks around at him “What’re you going to do?” Hoping it’s not what she thinks it is. He places his large tool on Amanda's now sweaty ass from behind. She can feel a large snake like structure, rather cool in temperature and clammy, just above her ass.
Without responding he inserts his purple penis head into her vagina from behind. He starts to thrust into her from behind as she arches her head back in pain. He takes one of his arms and wraps it around her breasts and reaches down to her pussy and starts to rub her clit, while fucking her from behind.
He starts to whisper things in her ear which are largely inaudible but phrases like "are you my black cock slut?", "going to make you my queen of spades" "you like how my BBC feels inside you?" are audible as he licks her earlobes.
“Im Not. Noh stop. WHAP. Oh god stop! FHRAP. STOP! WHAP. Uhhh god..oh god what the hell are you...doing” Amanda tries to respond to his taunts as she moans as the animal continues to take her from behind and gets ready to come.
"My boys are....OH FUCK YEAH...OH...going to enjoy you!" he grunts.
Amanda starts to feel a strange tingling sensation. Almost a tickling one that starts to spread across her pelvis, ass, vagina, legs. She starts to pant louder "hahn, hahn, wha...uhh...ohhh no...I think you...broke something inside me Jamal...unnn...STOP NOW this doesn't feel...oh god ohh...right" she pleads in fear.
"Bitch nothing aint broke. You'll know soon" he responds in a monotonic voice.
He proceeds to bend her forward and holds her exposed feet in his large hands, so she is on all fours and slaps her ass each time he thrusts his entire black dick into her vaginal orifice. She screams harder each time he does this.
"OOOF. OUCH. WHAP. AUHH JAMAL. OOFF. YOU're TOO BIG!" she pants and screams.
"EUGHHH...ARRGHHHH...GHAARGHH Im going to come...!" he screams back.
As Jamal is about to ejaculate, Amanda notices this and takes evasive action, literally swerving off his large cream covered cock and off the bed. He barely notices this, in the throws of a major orgasm and shoots his load, breaking the condom and straight on to the the bed sheets where Amanda lay infront of him just a few seconds ago.
She gets up and tries to get dressed but notices her legs keep giving away, as he slowly recovers and screams “Get back here slut! Haha you think I’m done? Walk away now and next time it'll be far worse!"
“Not god no..” Amanda screams and makes a run for the door, tripping twice with strange sensations inside her vaginal area. She gets out in time and heads back to her room. The firepower of his penis broke the condom, it would've easily impregnated her had she not taken the evasive maneuver, she thought. She is in absolute shock and starts to sob profusely. She cannot call her *** nor her boyfriend. She has no one to turn to as she had practically been ***** and deflowered, lost her virginity and innocence to a random black guy at college; all against her will! She also experienced, against her will, the beginnings of an orgasm. Had she stayed any longer, it is possible her body would've likely relented to an entire night of getting blacked by a black virile man; with all the consequences such as insemination and more.
As she ruminates, unable to sleep at night, she decides to rationalise this as a one off and that she will never speak of it ever again. A strange buildup of pressure lingers in her groin area for a few hours.
Ch .12 The Walk of Shame
Amanda, too afraid to read the messages, walked back to campus from the rapists flat. She knew whatever lay in those text messages wasn’t good news. Walking back she had noticed how sore she was in her legs, vagina, asshole and mouth. As she entered her dorm room, dread came over her. She sat down and with trepidation, swiped right to see the messages.
“YOU BLOODY FUCKING SLUT! I KNEW IT WAS ALL TRUE” Omar Habibi
“Your mother and I need to have a talk with you.” ***
“Are you not getting our messages or calls?” ***
“Here is a pic of my dick. Is it not good enough you BITCH?” Omar
Amanda noticed that she had received some missed calls from a private number, shortly after the men had forwarded the messages. Amanda was terrified of the consequences that lay ahead. The irony was, had she showed up as a victim had taken all 30 black men at the gangbang, she may have survived it and experienced the pinnacle of being blacked. She averted that by being two weeks late to campus on purpose and now just two Black Panthers had destroyed her life, after giving her a wild night.
Amanda was increasingly angry by now at herself, the situation and these black pigs that had practically enslaved her. She was also furious at Omar who had become, by now, a serious irritant factor. She responded to his dick pick “It’s not large enough or black enough Habibi. Now go fuck yourself.” She hit ‘SEND’. Her heart fluttered. Immediately she received a call from a private number. It must have been Omar.
Amanda was livid so didn’t care about keeping up impressions, certainly not for her pathetic former boyfriend. She picked up the phone and said “What do you want?”
Omar responded “I have never been this disappointed and shocked by you. In all these years….” Amanda interrupted him “Omar..Omar..Omar you are a short small statured hairy Arab who cannot even come close to comparing to what these black men made me experience. Alright? You have no penis. You have no job or career. There. I said it!”
“But khalas my Amanda these things dont MATTER!” Omar screamed, almost delusional by now.
Amanda said “Unless you want me to send your dick pics to your ******, understand this, I don’t want to hear from you ever again. Go away and far away. Pathetic asshole!” And turned the phone off, impulsively.
Nervous that she would miss her ***’s calls, she turned it back on again only to see more tirades from Omar. She blocked him as a contact and deleted all his messages.
She next received a message from a new number she didnt recognise. “Thanks Amanda for submitting your video for auditioning for Blackedraw. We like what we saw and would like to invite you over to Las Vegas on the 22nd of October for an audition. We reimburse travel and food expenses for the day. Please arrive at 9am for an STD test and shooting along with the interview begins at 11am - Prince Y.”
At first Amanda was confused but now understood what they meant. The black bastards who had taken her last night, had forwarded the same video to interracial porn sites. She had just received her first offer to potentially be a black cock slut on camera for a major interracial website. One she was a member of already! The thought sickened her but she was not left with many options. She was yet to speak to her father but she knew deep down he had already disowned her as of last night.
She now took the time to make the most dreaded call of all and pulled up ‘***’ on her contact list.
“Amanda hi. Your mother is on the line with me.” He said in a stoic and calm voice.
“Hi…hi mom ***..I’m so….so sorry but the video isn’t what you think. It’s a deep fake. You know…habibi the AI technology!” She desperately explained.
“Mandy, why would you send us this video from your phone if someone made an AI fake about you. We can park the excuses. Your *** will take it from here. I have no words left for you, as your mother.” Her mother responded.
“Amanda I knew something was not right already this summer when you visited but this video shows that I have failed in bringing you up as a value added, contributing citizen. We spent years of financial and vocational guidance only to see you turn into a…it is too…painful” her father started to sob.
“Habibi no you dont understand..khalas…***” Amanda pleaded.
“As of today we are cutting funding and you are free to do as you like. Good luck in America. You can keep in touch with your mother but please do not contact me. CLICK” he finished off and hung up.
Amanda knelt and broke down into tears and spent the next hour crying. She felt never so alone, never so violated, never so forced. Once she collected herself, she logged into her online banking to check the status of her funds. She had just under $3k in her checking account. The dorm room fees were $1,500 a month alone and food another $500-1k. Tuition, luckily, had been paid for this second year of college by her *** already. But it became ample clear to her that she needed to start making substantial amount of money, rather quickly. The avenues in todays digital age, for doing so, were manyfold and filled with opportunities. As a student-tutor, she could earn some money on the side but she knew that lacking a proper degree, her tutelage wouldn’t earn her, her keep until she actually graduated. She could’ve responded to the interracial porn website offer but this would mean her internet record would mean she would never work again in a serious sector. She had seen what had happened to other, previous women who had taken black cocks for the masses - like Mia Khalifa. A convenient middle ground may have been, then, streaming. Only Fans is something Jacinda knew very well and was already earning from on the side. Amanda thought she could create a niche where her obvious physical assets which tend to tame even the most virile of black men, could be on display in return for online tips and money. She would focus on BBC dildo masturbation and feet at first and take it from there. She now felt better, with a proper plan in place.
They say it is darkest before dawn. Amanda’s new dawn had arrived.
The end.
“YOU BLOODY FUCKING SLUT! I KNEW IT WAS ALL TRUE” Omar Habibi
“Your mother and I need to have a talk with you.” ***
“Are you not getting our messages or calls?” ***
“Here is a pic of my dick. Is it not good enough you BITCH?” Omar
Amanda noticed that she had received some missed calls from a private number, shortly after the men had forwarded the messages. Amanda was terrified of the consequences that lay ahead. The irony was, had she showed up as a victim had taken all 30 black men at the gangbang, she may have survived it and experienced the pinnacle of being blacked. She averted that by being two weeks late to campus on purpose and now just two Black Panthers had destroyed her life, after giving her a wild night.
Amanda was increasingly angry by now at herself, the situation and these black pigs that had practically enslaved her. She was also furious at Omar who had become, by now, a serious irritant factor. She responded to his dick pick “It’s not large enough or black enough Habibi. Now go fuck yourself.” She hit ‘SEND’. Her heart fluttered. Immediately she received a call from a private number. It must have been Omar.
Amanda was livid so didn’t care about keeping up impressions, certainly not for her pathetic former boyfriend. She picked up the phone and said “What do you want?”
Omar responded “I have never been this disappointed and shocked by you. In all these years….” Amanda interrupted him “Omar..Omar..Omar you are a short small statured hairy Arab who cannot even come close to comparing to what these black men made me experience. Alright? You have no penis. You have no job or career. There. I said it!”
“But khalas my Amanda these things dont MATTER!” Omar screamed, almost delusional by now.
Amanda said “Unless you want me to send your dick pics to your ******, understand this, I don’t want to hear from you ever again. Go away and far away. Pathetic asshole!” And turned the phone off, impulsively.
Nervous that she would miss her ***’s calls, she turned it back on again only to see more tirades from Omar. She blocked him as a contact and deleted all his messages.
She next received a message from a new number she didnt recognise. “Thanks Amanda for submitting your video for auditioning for Blackedraw. We like what we saw and would like to invite you over to Las Vegas on the 22nd of October for an audition. We reimburse travel and food expenses for the day. Please arrive at 9am for an STD test and shooting along with the interview begins at 11am - Prince Y.”
At first Amanda was confused but now understood what they meant. The black bastards who had taken her last night, had forwarded the same video to interracial porn sites. She had just received her first offer to potentially be a black cock slut on camera for a major interracial website. One she was a member of already! The thought sickened her but she was not left with many options. She was yet to speak to her father but she knew deep down he had already disowned her as of last night.
She now took the time to make the most dreaded call of all and pulled up ‘***’ on her contact list.
“Amanda hi. Your mother is on the line with me.” He said in a stoic and calm voice.
“Hi…hi mom ***..I’m so….so sorry but the video isn’t what you think. It’s a deep fake. You know…habibi the AI technology!” She desperately explained.
“Mandy, why would you send us this video from your phone if someone made an AI fake about you. We can park the excuses. Your *** will take it from here. I have no words left for you, as your mother.” Her mother responded.
“Amanda I knew something was not right already this summer when you visited but this video shows that I have failed in bringing you up as a value added, contributing citizen. We spent years of financial and vocational guidance only to see you turn into a…it is too…painful” her father started to sob.
“Habibi no you dont understand..khalas…***” Amanda pleaded.
“As of today we are cutting funding and you are free to do as you like. Good luck in America. You can keep in touch with your mother but please do not contact me. CLICK” he finished off and hung up.
Amanda knelt and broke down into tears and spent the next hour crying. She felt never so alone, never so violated, never so forced. Once she collected herself, she logged into her online banking to check the status of her funds. She had just under $3k in her checking account. The dorm room fees were $1,500 a month alone and food another $500-1k. Tuition, luckily, had been paid for this second year of college by her *** already. But it became ample clear to her that she needed to start making substantial amount of money, rather quickly. The avenues in todays digital age, for doing so, were manyfold and filled with opportunities. As a student-tutor, she could earn some money on the side but she knew that lacking a proper degree, her tutelage wouldn’t earn her, her keep until she actually graduated. She could’ve responded to the interracial porn website offer but this would mean her internet record would mean she would never work again in a serious sector. She had seen what had happened to other, previous women who had taken black cocks for the masses - like Mia Khalifa. A convenient middle ground may have been, then, streaming. Only Fans is something Jacinda knew very well and was already earning from on the side. Amanda thought she could create a niche where her obvious physical assets which tend to tame even the most virile of black men, could be on display in return for online tips and money. She would focus on BBC dildo masturbation and feet at first and take it from there. She now felt better, with a proper plan in place.
They say it is darkest before dawn. Amanda’s new dawn had arrived.
The end.
