Chapter 2 - Sarina
Alec shook his hair out, water flying in all directions as he turned the shower off and stepped out. He ran a hand through his dark, damp locks, glancing at himself in the mirror. His lithe, smooth, and blue-eyed figure stared back. Frowning in dissatisfaction at something he couldn't quite place, his hands idly fell to his soft, pale manhood as fingers tugged at it lightly as if to try and make it seem bigger. As if he could fool himself into having the confidence having a big one might bring.
Quickly leaving himself alone, Alec grabbed a towel and continued getting ready it had been a little over a week since he had indulged in Madison's requests, since he had experienced one of the most amazing orgasms he'd ever had. Since that first time watched Blacked it had left him trembling, lightheaded, and full of difficult emotions. Some of the thoughts it had brought to mind while watching, were the questions and proposed answers the paper claimed about such content. It had all been a little much and Alec had considered simply texting Madison and calling off this 'research' experiment after all it was not like jerking off to porn and pondering those feelings was legitimate science anyway. Yet, he feared the fallout, she had threatened to remove him from her life over his alleged racism and even seemed serious about it. Pulling out, as it were, didn't seem like an option, besides, Alec couldn't deny that Madison and her writer friend, Sarina, might have a point about the hidden prejudice, he had felt something like jealousy, a pang or outcry as he had felt some sort of 'ownership' or claim to the white girls he watched, something he had never wondered or experienced when watching regular porn. Alec didn't think he was biased but it had given him pause and at the end of the day he was only human, right? A young one, coming into his sexual prime so it only seemed natural to listen to the base, primal part of his brain which told him one thing, Interracial made him cum hard, so watch more. So, he told himself, for the sake of his friendship and science, he would watch more.
"Blacked.com..." The sultry voice called once again.
Alec had been sitting on his bed, the night after his first experience. His laptop pulled close and another Blacked video was playing, the video, 'BLACKED, two Curvy College Students Crave BBC' was the title. It seemed fitting, he mused, he didn't skip the setup this time around though, hoping to enjoy it for at least a little longer. Two blonde white girls were getting dressed, the voice-over laying the basic work. The new pledge has to prove herself to the sorority, blah blah blah. Cliché plots, even if the porn itself was something unique, quickly though, the good stuff started. One of the girls went upstairs, closely followed by her huge, well-built co-star. Within moments, she was dropping to her knees aggressively pulling down his pants to reveal the thick black cock beneath. Alec had honestly thought that was how his college experience would go. That he would be able to free himself from the quiet, unassumed high school persona he had and become a 'somebody', childish, perhaps, at the very least he had been banking on running into some slutty girl who was going wild with the newfound freedom of college life and wouldn't care about who she fucked, yet, that had not happened either. It didn't help that the blonde porn actress was dressed up as the All-American sweetheart slut, with A short white skirt, varsity jacket and platinum blonde hair falling down her back.
Alec watched the stark contrast of the beautiful blonde and her dark, handsome partner, his black skin seemed to make her look even more white and only highlight how hung he was. Wet-sucking sounds played from the laptop speakers as the blonde on the screen began to deepthroat the fat dick before her. Alec was already stroking and inadvertently biting his lip as pleasure coursed through him, that odd feeling came back though, that pang of, anger, jealousy perhaps? Was there a part of him that was annoyed at what he saw as well as aroused? It was not simply the desire to be where the black star was, enjoying the girl's lips and attention but rather that he, a black man got to enjoy it while Alec, a white man didn't, was there some, deep-rooted urge to protect this woman?
"Fuck..." Groaned Alec, his thoughts disrupted as the scene switched back to the four, both girls and both guys. He looked on hungrily as they slipped out of their provocative outfits, teasing and kissing one another to put on a display for the two black men their expressions not unlike Alec's lust-filled look. But unlike Alec, they would soon enjoy these girls truly and not just from behind a screen. Once more, the scene cut, both girls now kneeling before their studs. The way the camera was positioned hid any sight of the BBC's they we worshipping and a table also obscured much of their asses from view. Alec couldn't help but moan as he watched the two blondes bob their heads up and down in the laps of their ebony co-stars. The sight of these two stunning blondes worshipping the black cocks before them may have had Alec's mind twisted and confused, but his small white cock had no such concern and was rock hard, slick with his pre-cum already as his tight fist pumped quicker, and quicker as the scene changed once more, he sighed a breathy moan.
"Uhhng, shit..." He murmured, unable to stop himself as he felt his orgasm build. He was barely six minutes into the video and was already about to spurt his load. The video before him now showed a much more intermate view, shot as though halfway up the male actor's chest. One of the blondes eagerly throats his slick black manhood. It was thick and dark, at such odds with the pale face before it. Her mouth was stretched wide with effort but her eyes were alight with enjoyment. Once again a cold spike of jealousy pierced his mind. Alec had never once felt the wet warmth of a white girl's mouth around his cock. He had never once known the pleasure of a pair of soft lips kissing his sack, or the gentle touch her hand might make along his inner thigh. He had never heard the slight intake of breath as she took him in her mouth. Instead, his cock had to settle for his slim fingers and tight fist. Instead of the wet 'fap, fap, fap' sounds of his frantic jerking filled the room along with the grunts of the black pornstars as they were sucked off by the blondes.
It all filled his mind, the slight anger, the unfairness of it. How these black men were able to enjoy such beautiful girls because nature had gifted them their size. "Uhmmmm!" Alec mewled, his thoughts lost as it happened again, that rush of excitement. A live wire seemed to be plugged into his balls as his orgasm came rushing up prematurely his cock twitching and bouncing as his fingers danced along its length, eagerly milking his seed. He had not made it past the blowjob part of the shortened video his legs stretched out as he shuddered in delight feeling his slim little cock shoot its load, one strand shooting across his bare, smooth chest before two more weakly jumped out, covering his crotch in cum. Alec rode the wave of his orgasm, the scene before him unfolding still as he breathed deeply, panting and still tugging weakly at his cock. It was so foreign compared to the thick, ebony dicks on screen, slick with the spit and adoration of two perfect blondes.
His second session had only seemed to unearth more confusing, even concerning thoughts and ideas. Alec tried not to dwell on them too much in his post-nut haze, perhaps Madison's friend was really onto something.
So Alec would play along with the request, he would continue to watch more interracial porn and each time, each orgasm he found himself a little more disturbed by the feelings it trigger in him. Both the concerning ideas of anger and jealousy that seemed to be building in him as well as the insane pleasure which came with every load shot to the sight of white woman pleasing fat black cock. It preyed on his mind throughout his lectures the rest of the week, A small worming doubt suggested that maybe Madison and her friend weren't just spouting nonsense or using provocative titles for unbiased bullshit, perhaps there was some truth in it. He struggled to keep focused on his assignments, often becoming lost in his thoughts and skipping study groups or his usual library routine.
'Can you come by Belle's today?' Madison texted him, shortly after Alec had got changed.
'Sure' He replied, happy to have her reach out. She had been ghosting him all week. Brushing off any messages and always avoiding him on campus. Alec had not pushed it either, a little unsure where they stood now. It had felt strange, knowing that Madison knew he was off jerking to interracial, even if it was at her request. Even if it was for her friend's project. 'Now?' He added.
'15? 'Madison responded'
'Can do.'
Around twenty minutes later, Alec pushed open the doors to Belle. A local institution styling itself as the classic American diner, serving all-day breakfast and good coffee. He spotted Madison over in one of the far booths, another girl with her and her back to Alec. He gave a small wave and headed over.
"Hey, perv!" Madison greeted, smiling wide and winking at him. "Alec, Sarina. Sarina, Alec!" she gestured to the other girl in the booth who turned to look up at him. She was short, blonde with stunning blue eyes and soft features. Her pale skin was the complexion of snow and her flowery, belted sundress clung to her petite figure. She turned a tight-lipped smile at Alec and despite Madison's enthusiasm, he could sense a tension in the air. He shot Madi a sidewise look but she didn't seem to notice.
"Hey, nice to meet you." Alec tried, holding out his hand and trying a half smile.
"A pleasure, Alec," Sarina responded, her words had a pleasant if mysterious accent to them. "Won't you join us?"
"Course." He nodded, sliding in next to Madison. An older woman came up to the table, notepad in hand.
"Anything for you, handsome?" She asked Alec, offering a friendly grin.
"Just coffee, thanks. Pot is good."
"I got you." She replied before disappearing. With her gone, there was an awkward air in the booth. Alec looked between the two girls, raising an eyebrow. Sarina gazed at Madison, who in turn, seemed to be looking anywhere but at the blonde.
"Is this some kind of setup?" Alec asked, laughing forcibly to try and break the tension. "What-er, what's going on?"
"I fear Madison has wasted your time," Sarina spoke, her voice flat but edged with a little anger. "I understand she shared with you my paper, yes? My private, in-progress paper that I do not want to be spread at the moment." Her eyes flared with annoyance.
"Ah," Alec replied flatly, beginning to understand.
"You sent it to me for notes!" Madison tried to defend herself quickly. "I didn't mean to send it to Alec with the others but once done, I figured he could provide a fresh perspective." She held up her hands as if to show her innocence. Sarina sneered back at her.
"Bullshit." She turned her attention to Alec, the attitude disappearing and being replaced by a polite, if tired expression. "I would greatly appreciate it if you could delete the paper from your hard drive. It is, as you probably know, a little incendiary."
"I mean, of course, I can. I guess I just, well..." Alec turned to Madison who seemed to sense what he was about to say, and nodded. "Madison didn't just ask me to read the paper though. She said you were after help too."
"Did she now?" Sarina bit off the words, eyes narrowing at Madi.
"But! Tell her about our agreement, Alec. You did do what I asked, right?" Madison quickly jumped in, smiling in the face of Sarina's irritation. A curious look fell across the blonde's face as she glanced at Alec.
"Agreement?"
"Well..." Alec started, feeling his cheeks redden slightly. "Madison told me you need help to prove the theory you were laying out in the paper, right? And.." He tried to think carefully to not sound like a complete pushover. " She suggested that I explore the ideas in the paper via, you know..." Alec inclined his head, hoping to get his point across. Sarina's expression remained blank however and Madison was enjoying how he squirmed and was not jumping to his aid. "I... I indulged in exploring the content to see if there was any validity to your ideas," he spoke, diplomatically. It was surprisingly hard, admitting he had spent to the last week blowing his loads to Blacked to two girls, one his best friend and the other a stranger.
"Ahh, I see," Sarina said, light dawning in her eyes as she understood what Alec had been driving at. "Well, that is, unexpected news." She said, her face unreadable now.
"Is it not a good thing? A real sample?" Madison spoke, eagerness clear as she stared intently at Sarina. Sarina seemed to consider this for a second.
"Did you like it?" She asked directly, her eyes pinning Alec to his seat.
"I-I err" Alec opened his mouth and closed it again. On a base level, sure he did. It felt amazing! Yet it seemed to trigger some parts of him, awakening something that he hadn't been thinking about before. "It's complicated.." He settled on.
"Not really. Did you like it or not?" Sarina countered straight away, tilting her head. "Did you climax while watching it?" Alec turned even more red and tried looking to Madison for help but she only raised her hands as if in surrender.
"I am not super comfortable talking about this... Here." Alec sought a way out of this. Sarina looked at Madison and then smiled slowly.
"Yes. I see. Not a problem." Sarina mused, quickly pulling her phone out.
"Come on, Alec. Don't be so repressed, remember?" Madison said, hungry for details. She pulled at his arm slightly, looking over to Sarina eagerly. It felt as though she was trying to offer him up as some sacrifice.
"It is fine, Madison," Sarina spoke, raising a hand at her friend and smiling over at Alec. "I am deeply curious about your experiences, however. Regardless of whether you would like to continue to help with this little project of mine, I would suggest we have a private discussion sometime. I could help make things, less complicated. If you like. If not, I ask again to please delete the paper." Sarina offered. Madison looked a little crestfallen and as though she was about to say something but remained silent.
"Uhmm, sure," Alec said, blinking and shrugging slightly.
Sarina smiled and bowed her head ever so little. "Wonderful. Here is my number. Call me sometime and we can have a chat. Madison, we will catch up later about it. You know." And with that, Sarina slipped out of the booth and waved goodbye. Alec was surprised as she turned and walked away, her small figure was hiding a very round and perfect-looking bubble butt which pushed out her dress, leaving it swaying around her upper thighs when she stood. He glanced at Madison and sensed he'd upset her some.
"Well..." He started before she gestured for him to move.
"Sorry, Alec. I've gotta run. We'll talk later, promise." Madison said, her expression distracted and a little annoyed. She quickly set off after Sarina, leaving Alec by himself in the booth.
"Got that coffee for you, hun." The waitress had returned, setting down a large cup filled with delicious-smelling coffee. "Like it dark huh?"
"What?" Alec started, blushing as he looked at the waitress, worry written across his face. Did she overhear? Did she somehow understand what they had been discussing?
"The coffee. Just black?" She replied, slightly confused.
"Oh. Right.." Alec muttered, feeling stupid. "Yeah, this is good. Thanks."
"I am glad you called me, Alec," Sarina said, leading him through the hallways of the upper parts of the campus library. The oldest building in the college and an impressive one at that. A large central circle made up the main reading space with a glass dome providing plenty of natural light. Three other blocks ran off and Sarina was leading him down the eastern one. He had decided to call her later the next day, genuinely curious as to how she wrote such a paper and how she got her insight.
"Well, I had some questions I guess," Alec murmured in response, trying not to look at Sarina's ass too much. She was wearing a pair of very tight-fit jeans and a white blouse. The form-fitting blue material hugged her round ass and seemed to keep it pert and tempting.
"Understandable. Madison gave me some context for your situation. I think we have a lot to talk about."
"How much, exactly did she tell you?" Alec asked, wondering if Madison had dubbed him some sort of racist to Sarina.
"The sort of stuff you might not want me to be talking about here." Sarina mused as several other students walked past, chatting loudly to one another. Alec took her point and remained silent till they arrived somewhere more private. Sarina found a secluded study nook in a far corner, overlooking the main quad. She settled down and quickly began pulling out papers and notes from her bag. A laptop followed and within a few moments, she looked over at Alec and flashed her perfect white teeth. "Lets begin shall we?"
"Where do you want to start?" Alec said, toying with the pen and notepad he had brought.
"How about the beginning? What did you make of my paper? Thoughts?" Sarina asked.
"It had a very catching title," Alec said with a small smile. "I was curious as to see what sort of stuff you'd come up with to explain it." He realized that seemed a little disrespectful but Sarina only inclined her head for him to carry on. "So, I read it. I thought it was a little far-fetched. To say the least. The idea that, you know. Masturbating to interracial is going to cure people of racism. As if it's some sort of therapy. It just didn't seem to be based on much."
"Because it is not." Sarina responded calmly, "It is based on several personal thoughts, experiences, and a handful of anecdotal accounts. I'm afraid I can't afford to buy a think tank to explore the premise fully." She laughed slightly, a pleasant sound and Alec found himself laughing with her. It was a little much to demand a bunch of peer-reviewed studies on a college paper he supposed. "But that doesn't make it false. Just lacks concrete evidence. For now." She added with a grin. "Madison told me you had some reluctance to discuss it because she believes you harbor some deep-rooted prejudices. Do you?"
Alec scoffed slightly. "I am here, no? Besides, Madison can be a bit of a drama queen."
"So you believe you are without racial biases or prejudice?"
"I mean, not completely. Who is? A lot of it is subconscious, right? But I am not racist, no."
Sarina was typing at her laptop intently as Alec spoke, only stopping to consider something in her mind or ask another question. "Madison also told me she asked you to help with this project for a week. So did you, indulge yourself for that whole week?"
Alec sucked in a breath, trying to let go of the embarrassment of discussing his masturbation habits with a rather beautiful girl whom he barely knew. "Yes, I did. But she was being pretty unreasonable about it." Alec quickly justified. "She got it in her mind that if I didn't I was racist and she couldn't be friends with a racist. So yes, I agreed to do it."
"Could you not have lied? Just said you did it?" Sarina asked, glancing over at him with a curious look. No judgment was present, just a genuine desire to peer into his psyche.
"I-" Alec paused, he had not considered it. "I guess so. It didn't seem like the right thing to do though. Plus, Madi can tell when I lie."
"Back to my question from yesterday then. Did you enjoy it? Masturbating to interracial." Sarina asked, as casually as someone might ask if you enjoyed a recent movie. Despite her easy tone, a small smile tugged at her lips and Alec squirmed slightly.
"Like I said yesterday. It's complicated." He offered. Sarina simply gazed at him, letting his need to fill the silence bring out the answers he was reluctant to himself. "Yes, yes I enjoyed that I, you know." Alec looked at her, feeling the heat in his cheeks build with embarrassment. "In the base level of it made me finish, okay? But there was other stuff too."
"Before we touch on the 'other stuff', I just have to ask. Why are you afraid to admit that you enjoy interracial?" Sarina spoke. "You seem to be searching for some sort of, outlet, an excuse as to why you watched it and enjoyed it. I just want you to know you don't have to. There is zero judgment from me, Alec." He considered her words.
"It's just, talking about this sort of stuff. I don't know, feels..."
"I understand. I do. But relieve yourself of any presumed burden of politeness. Please." Sarina nodded at him to continue. "This other stuff then. What is it?"
"Maybe it was from the paper. Of, thinking about it through that lens but, I guess I found myself-" Alec stopped, pondering the right words. He was surprised at how easy it was to open up to Sarina. Her soft, stunning features and gently accented words soothed his anxious mind. "Feeling and thinking stuff I haven't before. I can't explain it properly."
"Such as?" She probed gently.
"I guess, jealously maybe?" Alec offered his face strained, feeling like a loser for saying he was jealous of a pornstar. "A little angry perhaps?"
Sarina nodded slowly. "I won't presume too much at this stage, Alec but it sounds like I was at least somewhat right about the idea of 'white ownership'. You felt some sort of right to the white woman you watched. A base, tribal instinct that tells you that they are yours by the crude idea of racial purity alone. Anger at the black male for dispossessing you of what you consider yours, even if it is subconsciously."
Alec was a little stunned by this comment. Could that be it? The simple 'us vs them' mindset applied to porn. But the contrast was one of the things which had made him hard. The pleasant visual of dark, ebony skin burying into pink, white flesh. He shook his head clear of the thought.
"I would like to explore that more but not today. I just want to focus on you for now." Sarina offered. "We'll move on. Did you masturbate every day? Multiple times a day?"
"Just once. Once every day I mean." Alec swallowed, glancing around. Still trying to rid himself of the idea he secretly claimed all white women. Then why did seeing them with black men make him cum so hard?
"Is that how much you typically masturbate?" Sarina asked, the small smile returning.
"Yeah, mostly." He managed back, dragging himself back to their conversation.
"What sort of content do you normally pleasure yourself to?"
Alec bit his lip nervously. "I don't watch traditional porn much. I.." He wondered how he could say it without sounding like a weird pervert. "I mostly enjoy like, twerk videos or TikTok stuff." He ran a hand through his hair, breathing deep and tapping his pen on the table. It was all becoming a little much.
"Could you show me?" Sarina asked, her curiosity clear.
"What? Now?" Alec asked, surprised.
"If you wouldn't mind. Like I've said, Alec. Don't presume some sort of repressed politeness upon me. I am a very open, sexually liberated woman. And I would like you to show me, please." Sarina spoke so calmly, her voice soft. Her classically beautiful face seemed at odds with the very modern words she spoke.
"Sure." Alec pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened TikTok. He slid it across to Sarina who glanced at the screen with a flat expression. Her delicate nails dragged along the screen, swiping by video after video of online thots and thirst traps. Huge asses bouncing and twerking to the latest hits. Perfect round sets of massive tits trying on bikini hauls and bouncing to heavy beats. He hovered his hand close, eager to pull his phone back to safety. Sarina nodded slowly.
"Interesting. very interesting. And you typically masturbate to this?" She asked, a new light in her blue eyes which made Alec shift.
"Yeah, pretty much just that sort of stuff."
The two continued to talk for some time, Sarina asking a few more questions about his normal masturbation habits, the time of a typical session, if he often jerked more than once a day, and more. Alec was still struggling with the idea of being so open about such subjects but it became easier. Though it felt physically exhausting to delve into it with Sarina.
"I think we can stop there for today." She concluded, typing a few final words into her laptop before closing it and smiling broadly across the table at Alec. "I know it isn't easy to talk so freely about these sorts of things. So I appreciate it, truly." Sarina leaned forward and touched his hand, smiling softly at him. "I won't lie, Alec. I would deeply love to continue this line of study with you. No more just thinking about the porn you watch like Madison asked and that be that. She meant well but to gather proper evidence to support my theory, we need to do this my way. You are the perfect case study to pair with my other subject. The average young, white American male." She was visibly trying to contain the excitement she felt and Alec couldn't help but be a little unsettled by how eager she was.
"Can you help me with this, Alec?"
Swallowing, he felt the same voice he had in his head when Madison had manipulated him into trying this out to begin with. The one who called him a weak-willed loser for allowing these pretty girls to twist him into stuff he didn't want to do. The voice he never seemed to listen to.
"Yeah, sure." He managed, smiling back at Sarina. She was breathtaking.
"Amazing!" She said, grinning wide. "I will email you some paperwork. I can use this session to establish your baseline and we'll work from there. This is so exciting! To have a whiteboy willingly engage with this!" Alec's face scrunched into a questioning look, a little unsure of what she meant by that. Sarina was already grabbing her bag and heading off though, turning around to look at him with her perfect smile as she left.
"Oh and remember. Keep on indulging in Blacked, yeah!"
Alec sunk into his chair, turning around and praying there was no one there to hear her parting words.
Quickly leaving himself alone, Alec grabbed a towel and continued getting ready it had been a little over a week since he had indulged in Madison's requests, since he had experienced one of the most amazing orgasms he'd ever had. Since that first time watched Blacked it had left him trembling, lightheaded, and full of difficult emotions. Some of the thoughts it had brought to mind while watching, were the questions and proposed answers the paper claimed about such content. It had all been a little much and Alec had considered simply texting Madison and calling off this 'research' experiment after all it was not like jerking off to porn and pondering those feelings was legitimate science anyway. Yet, he feared the fallout, she had threatened to remove him from her life over his alleged racism and even seemed serious about it. Pulling out, as it were, didn't seem like an option, besides, Alec couldn't deny that Madison and her writer friend, Sarina, might have a point about the hidden prejudice, he had felt something like jealousy, a pang or outcry as he had felt some sort of 'ownership' or claim to the white girls he watched, something he had never wondered or experienced when watching regular porn. Alec didn't think he was biased but it had given him pause and at the end of the day he was only human, right? A young one, coming into his sexual prime so it only seemed natural to listen to the base, primal part of his brain which told him one thing, Interracial made him cum hard, so watch more. So, he told himself, for the sake of his friendship and science, he would watch more.
"Blacked.com..." The sultry voice called once again.
Alec had been sitting on his bed, the night after his first experience. His laptop pulled close and another Blacked video was playing, the video, 'BLACKED, two Curvy College Students Crave BBC' was the title. It seemed fitting, he mused, he didn't skip the setup this time around though, hoping to enjoy it for at least a little longer. Two blonde white girls were getting dressed, the voice-over laying the basic work. The new pledge has to prove herself to the sorority, blah blah blah. Cliché plots, even if the porn itself was something unique, quickly though, the good stuff started. One of the girls went upstairs, closely followed by her huge, well-built co-star. Within moments, she was dropping to her knees aggressively pulling down his pants to reveal the thick black cock beneath. Alec had honestly thought that was how his college experience would go. That he would be able to free himself from the quiet, unassumed high school persona he had and become a 'somebody', childish, perhaps, at the very least he had been banking on running into some slutty girl who was going wild with the newfound freedom of college life and wouldn't care about who she fucked, yet, that had not happened either. It didn't help that the blonde porn actress was dressed up as the All-American sweetheart slut, with A short white skirt, varsity jacket and platinum blonde hair falling down her back.
Alec watched the stark contrast of the beautiful blonde and her dark, handsome partner, his black skin seemed to make her look even more white and only highlight how hung he was. Wet-sucking sounds played from the laptop speakers as the blonde on the screen began to deepthroat the fat dick before her. Alec was already stroking and inadvertently biting his lip as pleasure coursed through him, that odd feeling came back though, that pang of, anger, jealousy perhaps? Was there a part of him that was annoyed at what he saw as well as aroused? It was not simply the desire to be where the black star was, enjoying the girl's lips and attention but rather that he, a black man got to enjoy it while Alec, a white man didn't, was there some, deep-rooted urge to protect this woman?
"Fuck..." Groaned Alec, his thoughts disrupted as the scene switched back to the four, both girls and both guys. He looked on hungrily as they slipped out of their provocative outfits, teasing and kissing one another to put on a display for the two black men their expressions not unlike Alec's lust-filled look. But unlike Alec, they would soon enjoy these girls truly and not just from behind a screen. Once more, the scene cut, both girls now kneeling before their studs. The way the camera was positioned hid any sight of the BBC's they we worshipping and a table also obscured much of their asses from view. Alec couldn't help but moan as he watched the two blondes bob their heads up and down in the laps of their ebony co-stars. The sight of these two stunning blondes worshipping the black cocks before them may have had Alec's mind twisted and confused, but his small white cock had no such concern and was rock hard, slick with his pre-cum already as his tight fist pumped quicker, and quicker as the scene changed once more, he sighed a breathy moan.
"Uhhng, shit..." He murmured, unable to stop himself as he felt his orgasm build. He was barely six minutes into the video and was already about to spurt his load. The video before him now showed a much more intermate view, shot as though halfway up the male actor's chest. One of the blondes eagerly throats his slick black manhood. It was thick and dark, at such odds with the pale face before it. Her mouth was stretched wide with effort but her eyes were alight with enjoyment. Once again a cold spike of jealousy pierced his mind. Alec had never once felt the wet warmth of a white girl's mouth around his cock. He had never once known the pleasure of a pair of soft lips kissing his sack, or the gentle touch her hand might make along his inner thigh. He had never heard the slight intake of breath as she took him in her mouth. Instead, his cock had to settle for his slim fingers and tight fist. Instead of the wet 'fap, fap, fap' sounds of his frantic jerking filled the room along with the grunts of the black pornstars as they were sucked off by the blondes.
It all filled his mind, the slight anger, the unfairness of it. How these black men were able to enjoy such beautiful girls because nature had gifted them their size. "Uhmmmm!" Alec mewled, his thoughts lost as it happened again, that rush of excitement. A live wire seemed to be plugged into his balls as his orgasm came rushing up prematurely his cock twitching and bouncing as his fingers danced along its length, eagerly milking his seed. He had not made it past the blowjob part of the shortened video his legs stretched out as he shuddered in delight feeling his slim little cock shoot its load, one strand shooting across his bare, smooth chest before two more weakly jumped out, covering his crotch in cum. Alec rode the wave of his orgasm, the scene before him unfolding still as he breathed deeply, panting and still tugging weakly at his cock. It was so foreign compared to the thick, ebony dicks on screen, slick with the spit and adoration of two perfect blondes.
His second session had only seemed to unearth more confusing, even concerning thoughts and ideas. Alec tried not to dwell on them too much in his post-nut haze, perhaps Madison's friend was really onto something.
So Alec would play along with the request, he would continue to watch more interracial porn and each time, each orgasm he found himself a little more disturbed by the feelings it trigger in him. Both the concerning ideas of anger and jealousy that seemed to be building in him as well as the insane pleasure which came with every load shot to the sight of white woman pleasing fat black cock. It preyed on his mind throughout his lectures the rest of the week, A small worming doubt suggested that maybe Madison and her friend weren't just spouting nonsense or using provocative titles for unbiased bullshit, perhaps there was some truth in it. He struggled to keep focused on his assignments, often becoming lost in his thoughts and skipping study groups or his usual library routine.
'Can you come by Belle's today?' Madison texted him, shortly after Alec had got changed.
'Sure' He replied, happy to have her reach out. She had been ghosting him all week. Brushing off any messages and always avoiding him on campus. Alec had not pushed it either, a little unsure where they stood now. It had felt strange, knowing that Madison knew he was off jerking to interracial, even if it was at her request. Even if it was for her friend's project. 'Now?' He added.
'15? 'Madison responded'
'Can do.'
Around twenty minutes later, Alec pushed open the doors to Belle. A local institution styling itself as the classic American diner, serving all-day breakfast and good coffee. He spotted Madison over in one of the far booths, another girl with her and her back to Alec. He gave a small wave and headed over.
"Hey, perv!" Madison greeted, smiling wide and winking at him. "Alec, Sarina. Sarina, Alec!" she gestured to the other girl in the booth who turned to look up at him. She was short, blonde with stunning blue eyes and soft features. Her pale skin was the complexion of snow and her flowery, belted sundress clung to her petite figure. She turned a tight-lipped smile at Alec and despite Madison's enthusiasm, he could sense a tension in the air. He shot Madi a sidewise look but she didn't seem to notice.
"Hey, nice to meet you." Alec tried, holding out his hand and trying a half smile.
"A pleasure, Alec," Sarina responded, her words had a pleasant if mysterious accent to them. "Won't you join us?"
"Course." He nodded, sliding in next to Madison. An older woman came up to the table, notepad in hand.
"Anything for you, handsome?" She asked Alec, offering a friendly grin.
"Just coffee, thanks. Pot is good."
"I got you." She replied before disappearing. With her gone, there was an awkward air in the booth. Alec looked between the two girls, raising an eyebrow. Sarina gazed at Madison, who in turn, seemed to be looking anywhere but at the blonde.
"Is this some kind of setup?" Alec asked, laughing forcibly to try and break the tension. "What-er, what's going on?"
"I fear Madison has wasted your time," Sarina spoke, her voice flat but edged with a little anger. "I understand she shared with you my paper, yes? My private, in-progress paper that I do not want to be spread at the moment." Her eyes flared with annoyance.
"Ah," Alec replied flatly, beginning to understand.
"You sent it to me for notes!" Madison tried to defend herself quickly. "I didn't mean to send it to Alec with the others but once done, I figured he could provide a fresh perspective." She held up her hands as if to show her innocence. Sarina sneered back at her.
"Bullshit." She turned her attention to Alec, the attitude disappearing and being replaced by a polite, if tired expression. "I would greatly appreciate it if you could delete the paper from your hard drive. It is, as you probably know, a little incendiary."
"I mean, of course, I can. I guess I just, well..." Alec turned to Madison who seemed to sense what he was about to say, and nodded. "Madison didn't just ask me to read the paper though. She said you were after help too."
"Did she now?" Sarina bit off the words, eyes narrowing at Madi.
"But! Tell her about our agreement, Alec. You did do what I asked, right?" Madison quickly jumped in, smiling in the face of Sarina's irritation. A curious look fell across the blonde's face as she glanced at Alec.
"Agreement?"
"Well..." Alec started, feeling his cheeks redden slightly. "Madison told me you need help to prove the theory you were laying out in the paper, right? And.." He tried to think carefully to not sound like a complete pushover. " She suggested that I explore the ideas in the paper via, you know..." Alec inclined his head, hoping to get his point across. Sarina's expression remained blank however and Madison was enjoying how he squirmed and was not jumping to his aid. "I... I indulged in exploring the content to see if there was any validity to your ideas," he spoke, diplomatically. It was surprisingly hard, admitting he had spent to the last week blowing his loads to Blacked to two girls, one his best friend and the other a stranger.
"Ahh, I see," Sarina said, light dawning in her eyes as she understood what Alec had been driving at. "Well, that is, unexpected news." She said, her face unreadable now.
"Is it not a good thing? A real sample?" Madison spoke, eagerness clear as she stared intently at Sarina. Sarina seemed to consider this for a second.
"Did you like it?" She asked directly, her eyes pinning Alec to his seat.
"I-I err" Alec opened his mouth and closed it again. On a base level, sure he did. It felt amazing! Yet it seemed to trigger some parts of him, awakening something that he hadn't been thinking about before. "It's complicated.." He settled on.
"Not really. Did you like it or not?" Sarina countered straight away, tilting her head. "Did you climax while watching it?" Alec turned even more red and tried looking to Madison for help but she only raised her hands as if in surrender.
"I am not super comfortable talking about this... Here." Alec sought a way out of this. Sarina looked at Madison and then smiled slowly.
"Yes. I see. Not a problem." Sarina mused, quickly pulling her phone out.
"Come on, Alec. Don't be so repressed, remember?" Madison said, hungry for details. She pulled at his arm slightly, looking over to Sarina eagerly. It felt as though she was trying to offer him up as some sacrifice.
"It is fine, Madison," Sarina spoke, raising a hand at her friend and smiling over at Alec. "I am deeply curious about your experiences, however. Regardless of whether you would like to continue to help with this little project of mine, I would suggest we have a private discussion sometime. I could help make things, less complicated. If you like. If not, I ask again to please delete the paper." Sarina offered. Madison looked a little crestfallen and as though she was about to say something but remained silent.
"Uhmm, sure," Alec said, blinking and shrugging slightly.
Sarina smiled and bowed her head ever so little. "Wonderful. Here is my number. Call me sometime and we can have a chat. Madison, we will catch up later about it. You know." And with that, Sarina slipped out of the booth and waved goodbye. Alec was surprised as she turned and walked away, her small figure was hiding a very round and perfect-looking bubble butt which pushed out her dress, leaving it swaying around her upper thighs when she stood. He glanced at Madison and sensed he'd upset her some.
"Well..." He started before she gestured for him to move.
"Sorry, Alec. I've gotta run. We'll talk later, promise." Madison said, her expression distracted and a little annoyed. She quickly set off after Sarina, leaving Alec by himself in the booth.
"Got that coffee for you, hun." The waitress had returned, setting down a large cup filled with delicious-smelling coffee. "Like it dark huh?"
"What?" Alec started, blushing as he looked at the waitress, worry written across his face. Did she overhear? Did she somehow understand what they had been discussing?
"The coffee. Just black?" She replied, slightly confused.
"Oh. Right.." Alec muttered, feeling stupid. "Yeah, this is good. Thanks."
"I am glad you called me, Alec," Sarina said, leading him through the hallways of the upper parts of the campus library. The oldest building in the college and an impressive one at that. A large central circle made up the main reading space with a glass dome providing plenty of natural light. Three other blocks ran off and Sarina was leading him down the eastern one. He had decided to call her later the next day, genuinely curious as to how she wrote such a paper and how she got her insight.
"Well, I had some questions I guess," Alec murmured in response, trying not to look at Sarina's ass too much. She was wearing a pair of very tight-fit jeans and a white blouse. The form-fitting blue material hugged her round ass and seemed to keep it pert and tempting.
"Understandable. Madison gave me some context for your situation. I think we have a lot to talk about."
"How much, exactly did she tell you?" Alec asked, wondering if Madison had dubbed him some sort of racist to Sarina.
"The sort of stuff you might not want me to be talking about here." Sarina mused as several other students walked past, chatting loudly to one another. Alec took her point and remained silent till they arrived somewhere more private. Sarina found a secluded study nook in a far corner, overlooking the main quad. She settled down and quickly began pulling out papers and notes from her bag. A laptop followed and within a few moments, she looked over at Alec and flashed her perfect white teeth. "Lets begin shall we?"
"Where do you want to start?" Alec said, toying with the pen and notepad he had brought.
"How about the beginning? What did you make of my paper? Thoughts?" Sarina asked.
"It had a very catching title," Alec said with a small smile. "I was curious as to see what sort of stuff you'd come up with to explain it." He realized that seemed a little disrespectful but Sarina only inclined her head for him to carry on. "So, I read it. I thought it was a little far-fetched. To say the least. The idea that, you know. Masturbating to interracial is going to cure people of racism. As if it's some sort of therapy. It just didn't seem to be based on much."
"Because it is not." Sarina responded calmly, "It is based on several personal thoughts, experiences, and a handful of anecdotal accounts. I'm afraid I can't afford to buy a think tank to explore the premise fully." She laughed slightly, a pleasant sound and Alec found himself laughing with her. It was a little much to demand a bunch of peer-reviewed studies on a college paper he supposed. "But that doesn't make it false. Just lacks concrete evidence. For now." She added with a grin. "Madison told me you had some reluctance to discuss it because she believes you harbor some deep-rooted prejudices. Do you?"
Alec scoffed slightly. "I am here, no? Besides, Madison can be a bit of a drama queen."
"So you believe you are without racial biases or prejudice?"
"I mean, not completely. Who is? A lot of it is subconscious, right? But I am not racist, no."
Sarina was typing at her laptop intently as Alec spoke, only stopping to consider something in her mind or ask another question. "Madison also told me she asked you to help with this project for a week. So did you, indulge yourself for that whole week?"
Alec sucked in a breath, trying to let go of the embarrassment of discussing his masturbation habits with a rather beautiful girl whom he barely knew. "Yes, I did. But she was being pretty unreasonable about it." Alec quickly justified. "She got it in her mind that if I didn't I was racist and she couldn't be friends with a racist. So yes, I agreed to do it."
"Could you not have lied? Just said you did it?" Sarina asked, glancing over at him with a curious look. No judgment was present, just a genuine desire to peer into his psyche.
"I-" Alec paused, he had not considered it. "I guess so. It didn't seem like the right thing to do though. Plus, Madi can tell when I lie."
"Back to my question from yesterday then. Did you enjoy it? Masturbating to interracial." Sarina asked, as casually as someone might ask if you enjoyed a recent movie. Despite her easy tone, a small smile tugged at her lips and Alec squirmed slightly.
"Like I said yesterday. It's complicated." He offered. Sarina simply gazed at him, letting his need to fill the silence bring out the answers he was reluctant to himself. "Yes, yes I enjoyed that I, you know." Alec looked at her, feeling the heat in his cheeks build with embarrassment. "In the base level of it made me finish, okay? But there was other stuff too."
"Before we touch on the 'other stuff', I just have to ask. Why are you afraid to admit that you enjoy interracial?" Sarina spoke. "You seem to be searching for some sort of, outlet, an excuse as to why you watched it and enjoyed it. I just want you to know you don't have to. There is zero judgment from me, Alec." He considered her words.
"It's just, talking about this sort of stuff. I don't know, feels..."
"I understand. I do. But relieve yourself of any presumed burden of politeness. Please." Sarina nodded at him to continue. "This other stuff then. What is it?"
"Maybe it was from the paper. Of, thinking about it through that lens but, I guess I found myself-" Alec stopped, pondering the right words. He was surprised at how easy it was to open up to Sarina. Her soft, stunning features and gently accented words soothed his anxious mind. "Feeling and thinking stuff I haven't before. I can't explain it properly."
"Such as?" She probed gently.
"I guess, jealously maybe?" Alec offered his face strained, feeling like a loser for saying he was jealous of a pornstar. "A little angry perhaps?"
Sarina nodded slowly. "I won't presume too much at this stage, Alec but it sounds like I was at least somewhat right about the idea of 'white ownership'. You felt some sort of right to the white woman you watched. A base, tribal instinct that tells you that they are yours by the crude idea of racial purity alone. Anger at the black male for dispossessing you of what you consider yours, even if it is subconsciously."
Alec was a little stunned by this comment. Could that be it? The simple 'us vs them' mindset applied to porn. But the contrast was one of the things which had made him hard. The pleasant visual of dark, ebony skin burying into pink, white flesh. He shook his head clear of the thought.
"I would like to explore that more but not today. I just want to focus on you for now." Sarina offered. "We'll move on. Did you masturbate every day? Multiple times a day?"
"Just once. Once every day I mean." Alec swallowed, glancing around. Still trying to rid himself of the idea he secretly claimed all white women. Then why did seeing them with black men make him cum so hard?
"Is that how much you typically masturbate?" Sarina asked, the small smile returning.
"Yeah, mostly." He managed back, dragging himself back to their conversation.
"What sort of content do you normally pleasure yourself to?"
Alec bit his lip nervously. "I don't watch traditional porn much. I.." He wondered how he could say it without sounding like a weird pervert. "I mostly enjoy like, twerk videos or TikTok stuff." He ran a hand through his hair, breathing deep and tapping his pen on the table. It was all becoming a little much.
"Could you show me?" Sarina asked, her curiosity clear.
"What? Now?" Alec asked, surprised.
"If you wouldn't mind. Like I've said, Alec. Don't presume some sort of repressed politeness upon me. I am a very open, sexually liberated woman. And I would like you to show me, please." Sarina spoke so calmly, her voice soft. Her classically beautiful face seemed at odds with the very modern words she spoke.
"Sure." Alec pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened TikTok. He slid it across to Sarina who glanced at the screen with a flat expression. Her delicate nails dragged along the screen, swiping by video after video of online thots and thirst traps. Huge asses bouncing and twerking to the latest hits. Perfect round sets of massive tits trying on bikini hauls and bouncing to heavy beats. He hovered his hand close, eager to pull his phone back to safety. Sarina nodded slowly.
"Interesting. very interesting. And you typically masturbate to this?" She asked, a new light in her blue eyes which made Alec shift.
"Yeah, pretty much just that sort of stuff."
The two continued to talk for some time, Sarina asking a few more questions about his normal masturbation habits, the time of a typical session, if he often jerked more than once a day, and more. Alec was still struggling with the idea of being so open about such subjects but it became easier. Though it felt physically exhausting to delve into it with Sarina.
"I think we can stop there for today." She concluded, typing a few final words into her laptop before closing it and smiling broadly across the table at Alec. "I know it isn't easy to talk so freely about these sorts of things. So I appreciate it, truly." Sarina leaned forward and touched his hand, smiling softly at him. "I won't lie, Alec. I would deeply love to continue this line of study with you. No more just thinking about the porn you watch like Madison asked and that be that. She meant well but to gather proper evidence to support my theory, we need to do this my way. You are the perfect case study to pair with my other subject. The average young, white American male." She was visibly trying to contain the excitement she felt and Alec couldn't help but be a little unsettled by how eager she was.
"Can you help me with this, Alec?"
Swallowing, he felt the same voice he had in his head when Madison had manipulated him into trying this out to begin with. The one who called him a weak-willed loser for allowing these pretty girls to twist him into stuff he didn't want to do. The voice he never seemed to listen to.
"Yeah, sure." He managed, smiling back at Sarina. She was breathtaking.
"Amazing!" She said, grinning wide. "I will email you some paperwork. I can use this session to establish your baseline and we'll work from there. This is so exciting! To have a whiteboy willingly engage with this!" Alec's face scrunched into a questioning look, a little unsure of what she meant by that. Sarina was already grabbing her bag and heading off though, turning around to look at him with her perfect smile as she left.
"Oh and remember. Keep on indulging in Blacked, yeah!"
Alec sunk into his chair, turning around and praying there was no one there to hear her parting words.
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