Valerie's [Blacked] Birthday (Part III: Moira's Guidance)
Valerie passed under the tent flaps into a heated space. The floor was wood paneled, and she could hear loud bass-filled music from further on. Looking about, she saw lockers, as well as some naked women leaving to enter what had to be the main room. On one’s ass she saw a spade tattoo, and looking down, she saw the same on her shirt! What’s going on here?
“So uh… Tyrone, how do I pay reparations? I’ve got my wallet… nnngggah!”
She moaned as Tyrone’s rough hand rubbed over her ass. Looking up into his brown eyes, she saw a wolf in man’s clothing. His grin was innocent though, and as she saw his perfect teeth, she understood something she had somehow missed earlier. As she parsed it, he told her,
“What did you think reparations meant, Val? You walk in here advertising yourself as a Big Black Cock Queen, you get handed a Cupid’s Kiss pill, and you see a white slut ask for reparations, and you didn’t guess?”
Valerie moaned again, this time in anticipation. But Chad! He…
“Ty, you’ve been so sweet to me, even in only these past two minutes, but I really shouldn’t. I have a boyfriend, and-”
Tyrone wrapped his arms around her, hugging her to his form. Valerie squeaked at the sudden move, but she’d be lying if she said that she didn’t want this. Her heart’s pace sped up and her breath ceased as he spoke to her with the sweetest voice she’d ever heard,
“No you don’t, not anymore. We both know this… we both knew when you stroked my cock back at admission. I knew the moment I saw you. After we’re done with you, you won’t even remember his name, so why don’t you just lose those clothes. Those are for out there, advertising our movement, but in here, white ass belongs bare for us.”
Despite herself, Valerie found her pussy making the decision for her. She shimmied out of her leggings first, and then her panties came down right after. The butterflies from earlier returned in force, and she let out a surprised gasp as he pulled her tightly to him. She rested her head on his chest, merely feeling a real, strong man for the first time. Although she was only half-dressed, she already felt like she was on display for him. Holy shit he’s squeezing my ass! Valerie wiggled against him.
“Well… Ty, how do I feel?”
He replied,
“Like a fine piece of ass, now let’s see the rest of you.”
She briefly set aside her cup while she took off her shirt and bra. Tyrone’s jovial face grew merrier as he took in her respectable breasts. Remembering the pill, she picked it back up. Studying it, she was surprised at how small it was. Something so powerful in something so tiny!? Jesus-” Tyrone’s lips encircling one of her nipples shut her thought off with a long, needy moan.
“Oh god… Ty, yesssss!”
What am I thinking?! Stop thisss… nggh! He’s touching my pussy! Valerie ground into his dexterous fingers as he played with her clit. His lips left her nipple, and they fell upon hers. Tyrone’s tongue sallied forth, and her mouth opened to admit him. Valerie submitted herself to a tongue duel which turned into him merely raiding her submissive mouth.
Valerie broke off the kiss, panting and wanting more but she knew they shouldn’t have done that!
“Look, really, I shouldn’t… This feels so wrong to me! What if he finds out?”
Tyrone popped his slimy fingers into his mouth, getting his first taste of her. Even his moan was manly!
“Mmmm… this is the freshest pussy I’ve had since I fucked that Queen Slut… And, you know it feels wrong, but that’s what makes it sooo good. Here, I’ll help it feel even better for you…”
He plucked the pill from her cup and brought it to her mouth. Later, in her lucid moments, Valerie wouldn’t be able to say why she opened for him. Was it the thrill? Was it the taboo? The need to serve? He said nothing, yet she opened wide and accepted the pill which would change her life like nothing else until the advent of the Hlekkriós nearly a decade later…
The effects came on fast, and Tyrone let her stand free. Although he said,
“Here, I’ll put your stuff in a locker here. I heard this is your first time, it might get some-”
Valerie heard nothing more. A warmth spread over her body, and it sank deep into her very soul. She was already aroused. The panties she removed were soaked, her nipples rivaled Moira’s chin for hardness, and everything had a slight pink haze to it. She brushed her skin when she noticed goosebumps all over her flesh. As she did, a loud low moan escaped her throat. The sensation was so powerful that she leaned against a locker to feel a nipple.
“Gahhh! Shit I’m hornnnyyy!”
How she remained standing after she touched her pussy escaped her. When Tyrone came back into focus, his smell hit her like a truck. Valerie inhaled his musk, his manly odder, and she fell in love instantly! Rushing him, she threw herself around him, a hand groping his log of a dick as she cried,
“I don’t know how this is working, but I need this dick! Fuck me, take me for my race’s sins!”
If it were possible, Tyrone grew bashful. Am I doing something wrong? No… no, he wants me, I can tell! He said,
“Fuck girl… yous a horny hoe too! Nah though, I can’t. I’m on the clock, but I’ll see if you’re here in a few hours. If you are and wanna come back to my place, me and a brotha are gonna crash, and I can teach you more about our movement, if you’d like… and you’d get the ol’ black lightning then, how’s that?”
Like a bubbly schoolgirl, she giggled and nodded vigorously. Before he left, he told her,
“This is about paying your racial bills, hoe, but have fun too, ok? A happy Snowbunny is a fun Snowbunny, but even an unhappy, unwilling bunny will pay, aight?”
He left her with another kiss and a spank on the ass. With him gone, there was only one way to go… in.
Moira licked her lips as she finished swallowing another delicious load of black cum. Rising to her feet, she let the stud relax as another willing slut took her place on his cock. Now, which one will I let fuck me? I need someone big, but not too big that I need to go to the ER… again!
Her eyes played across some familiar forms, some she had taken a few times. She swept over a crowd of what had to be high-school boys, and they all passed a girl between themselves. Good, even schoolboys need some pussy. But they were preoccupied with the one whore.
She looked over a girl who seemed utterly lost, found the perfect specimen of a man, and walked to him… yet she passed the lost girl on the way. Moira did a double take as she saw her too. Hey, I’ve seen you before! Deciding to properly introduce herself, she hugged the stranger from behind.
“Hey girl! Its been a hot few minutes since I last saw your sexy butt! You decided to go for the… ahem… reparations?”
The one she hugged jumped but then turned. Moira saw those bright pink eyes, those hard nipples, and lastly, that dripping cunt! Her new acquaintance nodded, and then told her,
“Yea. I didn’t really have a choice though… Mmm, you’re Moira, right?”
Flattered that a stranger could remember her name, Moira nodded and asked,
“Yours?”
Just then she learned that the woman’s name was Valerie.
“Well Val, you look lost! Want a guide?”
Her new friend confirmed it,
“Yea, I’m like totally new here. I’m so horny though, I could jump you right now too. Fuck you’re sexy. Hey, I wanted to ask, what’s that ROS tattoo about?”
While she subtly guided Valerie over to the man they were going to share, she explained,
“The ‘ROS’ or Royal Order of Sluts, is a secret sect of sexually powerful women. There are only ever three of us, a Queen to lead and teach, a Princess to study at our feet, and an Apprentice to replace the Princess when us Queens have done our part in shaping them. We’re the best of the best, and we use our bodies for our gain… Right now, my gain is pleasure.”
Brushing past a group of ten men and eight women, Val asked,
“You’re not here to support the BBC?”
Oh, you naïve girl! Moira chuckled,
“Well, I’m definitely here for the BBC alright, the Big Black Cock, not the Beautiful Black Community. You believe in this stuff though?”
All Valerie could squeeze out was an emphatic ‘Hell yes!’ before they arrived in front of their stud.
“Well hello ladies, what can Dave do for you fine pieces of meat?”
She thought she recognized Dave… but she couldn’t be sure. Looking to Valerie, Moira thought he’d be the perfect beginner for her. An expert in cock-size, she thought he was about nine inches long all told, but also respectably thick. The older man was reclined on an old sofa, his cock obviously recently used.
With one hand she motioned Valerie forward, and she knew the kind of walk her friend was making. You’re just like me, Val… Don’t be afraid, we all have our initiations. Mine wasn’t nearly so big, but damn was I nervous. Gripping his veiny, ebony shaft, Moira replied with a sultry voice dripping with lusty desire,
“And hello to you too, Dave. I’m Moira, and this is my friend Valerie. I’m in desperate need of some cock, and yours looks perfect for me, but-”
She cut herself off by bending down to give him a quick, soulful kiss. His hand grabbed her ass, giving her a firm squeeze and a delicious swat.
“But you’ve got a fine piece of cake there, Moira, haha… What seems to be the issue? Is it her?”
Valerie said,
“Oh, no trouble! Moira, why don’t you try him first? I can just-”
Dave reached out for her hand, which she took. He pulled her down atop him next to Moira and really felt her body.
“Nonsense, Val… if I may be so forward. You look like a nice virgin who I’d love to woo. What do you think? No offense to your friend here…”
Please, just fuck her already! Moira saw the fires of lust in Valerie’s pink eyes.
“Come on, let’s get you suckin his dick, Val.”
They moved so that she and Valerie were kneeling together. Her nose flared as she smelled the musk of man and pussy, a combination which was especially potent with black men. Her new partner did the same, as she stared cross-eyed at it.
“Holy crap, Dave… you’re so freaking big!”
Dave’s soothing laughter rose over the noise of the music and the orgies. He replied,
“Trust me, honey, this isn’t the biggest ‘round either.”
Guessing Valerie was nervous, she whispered into her ear,
“Just open wide and start licking as you take him in. There’s nothing to it. You’ve never had a cock like this…”
Holy crap, she’s actually doing it too! Moira watched as Valerie’s jaw opened wide to admit Dave’s python. Moving to get some more tongue action from their temporary partner, she sat beside him and took him into a kiss… a kiss which was cut frightfully too short! Their man jumped a little, and in the aftermath of their embrace, he barked,
“No way a hoe like you never sucked a dick before! What the fuck’s wit yo teeth?!”
Fuckfuckfuck! He’s so big, I can’t possibly take him all! Despite loving the taste and feel of his skin, she retreated fully and blubbered,
“I’m sorry sir! I’m so new to this… I… I…”
Valerie looked away in shame, hating herself for fucking up like that. She put her face against his mighty thigh and started sobbing. Now I’ve done it. I’m a racist and a fuckup! I should- A pair of arms circling her brought her out of her death-spiral. Valerie heard a woman’s cooing voice in her ear, as if she were little and her mother was comforting her again.
“Shhh… shh. Val, it’s ok! Honey, look at me… There you go.”
She looked up and saw Moira there, an indulgent- no, an understanding smile on her face. Unable to help herself, Valerie took Moira into a needy kiss. Please, suck him for me, please! When the kiss broke away, Moira told her,
“You weren’t doing bad, you just gotta open your mouth wider for him is all…”
But how?!
“Moira… how do I do that? You make it sound so easy.”
Her friend showed her. Valerie took a sneaky glance up at Dave, but if he noticed them, he didn’t show it. His head was reclined, his eyes shut, and he wore a pleased smile. Looking back, she beheld Moira going from licking to opening her mouth wide.
I know I should do something for him… but what? Deciding to do what she knew Chad liked, she brought her face close to Dave’s cock to watch closely, meanwhile she decided to play with the man’s balls. She expected to be able to grasp his entire sack in her palm… Not so!
“Holy shit… even his balls are huge!”
Not daring to take her eyes off of Moira, she rolled the one ball she could manage to handle. Valerie was in awe of Moira, her throat bulged around the girth of Dave while she took it deep into her. When her friend’s cute nose was buried into Dave’s coarse pubes, she held that pose, shook her head for a second, and then pulled back. When she was free entirely, she worshipfully stroked him as she caught her breath.
“See? Nothing to it!”
She almost forgot Dave was even there, but the man said,
“You’re lucky you found me, Val… some of the brotha’s here wouldn’t be so understanding. Why don’t ya try again, huh?”
Valerie tried to copy everything Moira had done. She worshipfully cleaned her friend’s spit from the veiny shaft, and she again loved his natural flavor. Licking towards the top, she finally came to his head where she found a dollop of his precursor! Holy shi-
“Dave! Oh my god, your precum is thicker than my boyfriend’s cum!”
Moira’s soft, sensual command of kiss it filled her ear, and she did just that. Valerie kissed Dave’s head and sucked his precum into her mouth. Fuck he tastes so good! Moira then commanded,
“Open wide, and then just… relax. My first boyfriend was an oddity, white but thick, just like this. Nice and slow, there ya go…”
She’d never felt something so big in her mouth before. Taking everything she could easily get, she slowed when she came to the troublesome length from earlier. Another whispered command of relax entered her ear, and Valerie tried her best to achieve it. To her shock and joy, she did! As more of his dick slid into her, he entered her throat. Breathing through her nose, she still couldn’t help but nearly gag as he entered her this deeply.
There was pressure on the back of her head, and looking to her left, she saw Moira close to her face, studying her. That pressure kept her going, fighting her urge to retreat. Every inch of his veiny shaft was divine in her mouth, his taste, texture, and the taboo of cheating all spurred her on. Hairs tickled her nose, and soon she was buried in his fuzz, smelling his cum and the cum of other whores before her. Mmmm… yesss.
Valerie retreated gently, but once she reached his head, she went back down… without Moira’s help. After two repetitions, she saw Moira joined in her efforts. While her friend frigged Valerie’s pussy, and as she played with Moira’s clit, Moira took to sucking on Dave’s shaft.
Holy shit, Dave you fucking last! If this was Chad, he’d have blown five times already, but for what seemed like forever, she sucked Dave’s cock with no cum at all. Valerie’s jaw was getting sore when he finally cried, I’m gonna nut! She had just enough time to look to Moira, but her friend shook her head.
Warm, sticky and hot, so full of creamy flavor. Oh god, oh my lord you taste soooo good! Pump after thick pump shot down her throat and into her mouth. She had to swallow just to take it all, something she could never say about… him. Shuddering at having to even recall her boyfriend, she pulled off Dave’s cock with a loud and wet pop. Despite her cheeks bulging like a chipmunk, she thanked him before turning to Moira to see what was next. A kiss, that’s what was next.
She and Moira kissed like two lesbians in the midst of the hottest sex they’d ever had. Valerie felt a little greedy, but she knew that she owed her friend for this spunky-treat. Tongues swirled, hands roamed, and she could swear she felt Moira shudder in orgasm while she toyed with her friend’s asshole. When she felt she shared enough, they broke apart. She took Dave’s cum down in one gulp, but decided it was time to move things along.
“So, Dave… did I do good this time?”
Her question was met with him pulling her up into his lap. They kissed, and it was the best damn kiss she’d ever had with a man… until she realized something fundamental. I’ve never kissed a man before. Chad he… he isn’t a man, not where it matters! Her pussy ached for action as his cock throbbed against her clit. When he pushed her away, he grinned and said,
“You did fine, for your first time. Now let’s break you in, huh? Unless your boyfriend will protest.”
He didn’t protest when I went with Tyrone. Some boyfriend he is! Moisture pervaded her asshole while she felt Moira’s hand take hold of Dave’s cock… and she had a decision to make. Looking into Dave’s deep eyes, as she took in his strong African nose and masculine face as a whole, she reached the conclusion which her activism demanded.
“What boyfriend?”
Moira let out an enthusiastic hoot as Dave only grinned in anticipation. Valerie felt the massive tip of Dave’s cock press against her tight, tiny lips. Between Moira and herself, she pushed down onto Dave’s cock. She squealed as his head pushed into her, and then when his shaft went into her pink, white pussy, she gasped and cried,
“So… so big! Fuck…”
To her he was like nothing before. While she sat down further on his cock, she found herself forgetting Chad even existed. I need this, to make up for my racism, for my racist past, for my race as a whole! When she couldn’t take more, she tried to rise, but her muscles wouldn’t obey her. Just when all hope seemed lost, she looked to Moira and found her friend indisposed!
The supposed Queen Slut, in the span of only a minute, found herself three well-hung black partners. Both her ass and cunt were occupied, while she worshiped a third cock. Dave came to her rescue, though, taking control.
“Say it fo me, slut. Say you like BBC! Say it!”
He spanked her ass, and she cried out in glee,
“I love the BBC! I love BBC! Fuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!”
What started as insane arousal became a mind-bending orgasm in the span of three quick motions. Valerie was lucky if she came from Chad’s cock, and that only if he pulled out every stop to do so. Dave made her cum from size alone…
Everything seemed to blur for Valerie from then on. Dave fucked her twice, dropping two massive loads in her pussy. Fortunately for her, she was on the pill. Soon though, she left him to find another man, and her next lover was even larger still! If these were reparations, she’d pay them gladly.
Valerie met back up with Moira, who she gleefully told,
“This is my best birthday everrr!”
This was the impetous for a sixty-nine… which ended with a dick in each of their pussies. The hours went on, but still she at least had some nice thoughts for Chad left. He had been kind to her, sweet even. A part of her, deep within herself, felt guilty for how she had betrayed him… but racial justice was far more important then either of them put together.
Both she and Moira were amidst a circle-jerk of fifteen studs, all shooting their seed over them when Tyrone once more appeared. He greeted them with an energetic smile, and he called,
“Hey slut, I see you’ve enjoyed yourself!”
Come on, come on! YES! Chad finally worked up the courage to try and find out just what the hell was going on inside that tent. Women went in, and black men, plus some women came out later… always giddy, walking funny, or even kissing their partner. He didn’t like how the black-assholes groped the white flesh of their companions, and he feared what was being done to his soulmate.
Feeling for the ring-box, he felt it in his pocket still. Ok, it’s safe. Chad got down and ducked under the tiny entrance he made for himself. Worming his way in, he found warmth and he heard the muffled music clearly now. Standing up, he scanned the crowd… and was appalled! This is a fucking orgy! Titans of men, and women of all races save black, were fucking in every position known to man.
Nobody even noticed him, despite several white girls staring him in the face. Their eyes were pink, lighting the dimness with their radiance… and yet, they also looked glazed. Their mouths hung open as their bulls fucked them with withering power. The men either didn’t see or didn’t care that he was there and so he went looking for his girlfriend.
Where are you?! If they forced you into this, I swear I’ll-” Chad found her then, amidst a circle of black men as rope after rope of black sperm fired on her naked flesh. She was with that whore from earlier, but where Moira seemed in her element, Valerie was positively giddy and glowing. Her angelic voice called out,
“More! More cum! Yes, someone else fuck me! Fuck me in the ass too! That white-fag never touched my asshole. I-”
Chad felt the punch of this betrayal, and he staggered from the blow to his ego. You always said I was good! Your pussy, its gaping… Another of the black beasts came in then, and it was one he recognized! Tyrone approached from the main entrance. You girlfriend stealing asshole! I’ll… what?! Just then the black man called,
“Hey slut, I see you’ve enjoyed yourself!”
To see Valerie in that moment, she looked away from the bukkake and to that other man like he was a god on earth… and it crushed him. She ran squealing to the clothed man while Chad stood there feeling two feet tall.
“Oh my god, Ty, I missed you so much!”
She tried to kiss him, but he held her back. Chad always adored her blush, the way she seemed to glow whenever she was excited about something… but now none of that look was for him. He took no comfort in Tyrone’s refusal, though, as the man merely said,
“I missed you to, hoe. You’re a proper Snowbunny now huh? Wonderful, babe, wonderful! Here why don’t you get cleaned up with your friend and we can go back to my place for some more fun and a quiz on the BBC, that sound cool wit you?”
No nono! But try as Chad might, he couldn’t work up the courage to protest. Now’s your chance asshole, do it! Still, as Moira moved to clean him off with her tongue, and as Valerie asked,
“Can Moira cummm too?”
It was like she didn’t even remember him! Babe…? Moira really went to town cleaning the cum from Valerie. Her face was first, and the moment she was free of black-cum, she took Tyrone into a kiss. Her eyes locked with his, briefly, and he could swear she smiled just that extra bit more. No… no, it’s just your imagination, right? It has to be. Tyrone answered while Valerie shuddered in clear ecstasy,
“Nah girl, I want this to just be the niggas and you if that’s cool wit chu.”
Moira swallowed back the excess cum, and Valerie hugged her new partner in crime. Chad heard Valerie ask mournfully,
“Will we ever see each other again? You’re so fun… maybe we could go clubbing together!”
They exchanged numbers, and Moira said,
“Sure! I’ll be here next week too! Hey, bring your cuck next time, huh? Let him eat your pussy… that’d be like, so hot!”
Her cuck?! Enraged, feeling a shred of the manhood he still retained, he barked out as Valerie was halfway to the entrance,
“Valerie, stop!”
All eyes fell upon him, except Valerie’s. Tyrone glared at him over his shoulder, and he heard the man ask,
“You know that whiteboi?”
Valerie’s reply was a bald-faced lie, he knew, but she answered,
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard a voice that weak in my life.”
Another man cried,
“Who let the shrimp-dick in here, huh? Hahahaha!”
A chorus of jeers and laughter joined the first speaker as he stared at the ground. Someone took his shoulder in their hand… but it wasn’t one of those men. Looking up from the cum-soaked ground, he saw it was Moira, her face cum-soaked but smiling.
“Looking for someone, Chad?”
In a small voice, devoid of life, he replied,
“No… I know where my girlfriend went… And then you, and these brutes-”
Chad made an expansive gesture.
“Ruined her. I love her god damn it! I was gonna propose to her tonight after dinner… and now look at her… I… I… fuck!”
There was a look of sympathy on Moira’s face, though how genuine it was, he couldn’t say. He was about to just go when she took him by the arm and led him towards the main entrance. Sis was right, I’m just a weak faggot… And yet, Moira gave him hope, saying,
“Why don’t you go after her? Talk to her if you can. Look, I know the spell she’s under, us Royal Sluts go through it our first few times. Like, omg you should have seen Cassidy’s first few times… Anyway, she’s in cock-shock, and she can’t get enough. My suggestion to you? Take the Cupid’s Kiss, either you’ll get as hung as one of these black gods, or something else will happen to make the need for pussy moot.”
As they entered into the changing area, he only just caught Valerie’s exit. She reached into a locker, pulled out a bottle, and she tossed it to him.
“I’ve got plenty of the stuff… and, good luck. Like I said to Val, I’m not into this whole Black New World Order stuff, though their dicks are wonderful. I really am sorry to see this happen to you, so… go get her, sport?”
Yea, thanks ***! Chad left the tent, and his focus fixated on Valerie as she laughed hysterically to something Tyrone must have said. They were joined by a man he keenly recognized… his ass still remembered him anyway. Jamal! Neither were subtle about their groping, and neither was Valerie.
He tailed them, just in earshot. The bigger man with darker skin, Jamal, said,
“And so, I threw his white ass out on the asphalt! You should have seen the look in his eyes. Dude was gonna cry when you went into the reparations tent, Val.”
Why is she laughing?! Chad knew why… but he couldn’t, wouldn’t accept it! With the bottle of pills in one hand, and his male-pride burning bright, he kept up the pursuit until they entered into a ground-floor apartment. Chad followed them inside, unnoticed by the three. If he had any hopes of safely confronting them, though, he threw them out the window as he heard Valerie get right to work. With such thin walls, he could stand anywhere in the place and listen in… and he thought there was a whore in that room, and not his sweet, innocent and vanilla Valerie.
“So uh… Tyrone, how do I pay reparations? I’ve got my wallet… nnngggah!”
She moaned as Tyrone’s rough hand rubbed over her ass. Looking up into his brown eyes, she saw a wolf in man’s clothing. His grin was innocent though, and as she saw his perfect teeth, she understood something she had somehow missed earlier. As she parsed it, he told her,
“What did you think reparations meant, Val? You walk in here advertising yourself as a Big Black Cock Queen, you get handed a Cupid’s Kiss pill, and you see a white slut ask for reparations, and you didn’t guess?”
Valerie moaned again, this time in anticipation. But Chad! He…
“Ty, you’ve been so sweet to me, even in only these past two minutes, but I really shouldn’t. I have a boyfriend, and-”
Tyrone wrapped his arms around her, hugging her to his form. Valerie squeaked at the sudden move, but she’d be lying if she said that she didn’t want this. Her heart’s pace sped up and her breath ceased as he spoke to her with the sweetest voice she’d ever heard,
“No you don’t, not anymore. We both know this… we both knew when you stroked my cock back at admission. I knew the moment I saw you. After we’re done with you, you won’t even remember his name, so why don’t you just lose those clothes. Those are for out there, advertising our movement, but in here, white ass belongs bare for us.”
Despite herself, Valerie found her pussy making the decision for her. She shimmied out of her leggings first, and then her panties came down right after. The butterflies from earlier returned in force, and she let out a surprised gasp as he pulled her tightly to him. She rested her head on his chest, merely feeling a real, strong man for the first time. Although she was only half-dressed, she already felt like she was on display for him. Holy shit he’s squeezing my ass! Valerie wiggled against him.
“Well… Ty, how do I feel?”
He replied,
“Like a fine piece of ass, now let’s see the rest of you.”
She briefly set aside her cup while she took off her shirt and bra. Tyrone’s jovial face grew merrier as he took in her respectable breasts. Remembering the pill, she picked it back up. Studying it, she was surprised at how small it was. Something so powerful in something so tiny!? Jesus-” Tyrone’s lips encircling one of her nipples shut her thought off with a long, needy moan.
“Oh god… Ty, yesssss!”
What am I thinking?! Stop thisss… nggh! He’s touching my pussy! Valerie ground into his dexterous fingers as he played with her clit. His lips left her nipple, and they fell upon hers. Tyrone’s tongue sallied forth, and her mouth opened to admit him. Valerie submitted herself to a tongue duel which turned into him merely raiding her submissive mouth.
Valerie broke off the kiss, panting and wanting more but she knew they shouldn’t have done that!
“Look, really, I shouldn’t… This feels so wrong to me! What if he finds out?”
Tyrone popped his slimy fingers into his mouth, getting his first taste of her. Even his moan was manly!
“Mmmm… this is the freshest pussy I’ve had since I fucked that Queen Slut… And, you know it feels wrong, but that’s what makes it sooo good. Here, I’ll help it feel even better for you…”
He plucked the pill from her cup and brought it to her mouth. Later, in her lucid moments, Valerie wouldn’t be able to say why she opened for him. Was it the thrill? Was it the taboo? The need to serve? He said nothing, yet she opened wide and accepted the pill which would change her life like nothing else until the advent of the Hlekkriós nearly a decade later…
The effects came on fast, and Tyrone let her stand free. Although he said,
“Here, I’ll put your stuff in a locker here. I heard this is your first time, it might get some-”
Valerie heard nothing more. A warmth spread over her body, and it sank deep into her very soul. She was already aroused. The panties she removed were soaked, her nipples rivaled Moira’s chin for hardness, and everything had a slight pink haze to it. She brushed her skin when she noticed goosebumps all over her flesh. As she did, a loud low moan escaped her throat. The sensation was so powerful that she leaned against a locker to feel a nipple.
“Gahhh! Shit I’m hornnnyyy!”
How she remained standing after she touched her pussy escaped her. When Tyrone came back into focus, his smell hit her like a truck. Valerie inhaled his musk, his manly odder, and she fell in love instantly! Rushing him, she threw herself around him, a hand groping his log of a dick as she cried,
“I don’t know how this is working, but I need this dick! Fuck me, take me for my race’s sins!”
If it were possible, Tyrone grew bashful. Am I doing something wrong? No… no, he wants me, I can tell! He said,
“Fuck girl… yous a horny hoe too! Nah though, I can’t. I’m on the clock, but I’ll see if you’re here in a few hours. If you are and wanna come back to my place, me and a brotha are gonna crash, and I can teach you more about our movement, if you’d like… and you’d get the ol’ black lightning then, how’s that?”
Like a bubbly schoolgirl, she giggled and nodded vigorously. Before he left, he told her,
“This is about paying your racial bills, hoe, but have fun too, ok? A happy Snowbunny is a fun Snowbunny, but even an unhappy, unwilling bunny will pay, aight?”
He left her with another kiss and a spank on the ass. With him gone, there was only one way to go… in.
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Moira licked her lips as she finished swallowing another delicious load of black cum. Rising to her feet, she let the stud relax as another willing slut took her place on his cock. Now, which one will I let fuck me? I need someone big, but not too big that I need to go to the ER… again!
Her eyes played across some familiar forms, some she had taken a few times. She swept over a crowd of what had to be high-school boys, and they all passed a girl between themselves. Good, even schoolboys need some pussy. But they were preoccupied with the one whore.
She looked over a girl who seemed utterly lost, found the perfect specimen of a man, and walked to him… yet she passed the lost girl on the way. Moira did a double take as she saw her too. Hey, I’ve seen you before! Deciding to properly introduce herself, she hugged the stranger from behind.
“Hey girl! Its been a hot few minutes since I last saw your sexy butt! You decided to go for the… ahem… reparations?”
The one she hugged jumped but then turned. Moira saw those bright pink eyes, those hard nipples, and lastly, that dripping cunt! Her new acquaintance nodded, and then told her,
“Yea. I didn’t really have a choice though… Mmm, you’re Moira, right?”
Flattered that a stranger could remember her name, Moira nodded and asked,
“Yours?”
Just then she learned that the woman’s name was Valerie.
“Well Val, you look lost! Want a guide?”
Her new friend confirmed it,
“Yea, I’m like totally new here. I’m so horny though, I could jump you right now too. Fuck you’re sexy. Hey, I wanted to ask, what’s that ROS tattoo about?”
While she subtly guided Valerie over to the man they were going to share, she explained,
“The ‘ROS’ or Royal Order of Sluts, is a secret sect of sexually powerful women. There are only ever three of us, a Queen to lead and teach, a Princess to study at our feet, and an Apprentice to replace the Princess when us Queens have done our part in shaping them. We’re the best of the best, and we use our bodies for our gain… Right now, my gain is pleasure.”
Brushing past a group of ten men and eight women, Val asked,
“You’re not here to support the BBC?”
Oh, you naïve girl! Moira chuckled,
“Well, I’m definitely here for the BBC alright, the Big Black Cock, not the Beautiful Black Community. You believe in this stuff though?”
All Valerie could squeeze out was an emphatic ‘Hell yes!’ before they arrived in front of their stud.
“Well hello ladies, what can Dave do for you fine pieces of meat?”
She thought she recognized Dave… but she couldn’t be sure. Looking to Valerie, Moira thought he’d be the perfect beginner for her. An expert in cock-size, she thought he was about nine inches long all told, but also respectably thick. The older man was reclined on an old sofa, his cock obviously recently used.
With one hand she motioned Valerie forward, and she knew the kind of walk her friend was making. You’re just like me, Val… Don’t be afraid, we all have our initiations. Mine wasn’t nearly so big, but damn was I nervous. Gripping his veiny, ebony shaft, Moira replied with a sultry voice dripping with lusty desire,
“And hello to you too, Dave. I’m Moira, and this is my friend Valerie. I’m in desperate need of some cock, and yours looks perfect for me, but-”
She cut herself off by bending down to give him a quick, soulful kiss. His hand grabbed her ass, giving her a firm squeeze and a delicious swat.
“But you’ve got a fine piece of cake there, Moira, haha… What seems to be the issue? Is it her?”
Valerie said,
“Oh, no trouble! Moira, why don’t you try him first? I can just-”
Dave reached out for her hand, which she took. He pulled her down atop him next to Moira and really felt her body.
“Nonsense, Val… if I may be so forward. You look like a nice virgin who I’d love to woo. What do you think? No offense to your friend here…”
Please, just fuck her already! Moira saw the fires of lust in Valerie’s pink eyes.
“Come on, let’s get you suckin his dick, Val.”
They moved so that she and Valerie were kneeling together. Her nose flared as she smelled the musk of man and pussy, a combination which was especially potent with black men. Her new partner did the same, as she stared cross-eyed at it.
“Holy crap, Dave… you’re so freaking big!”
Dave’s soothing laughter rose over the noise of the music and the orgies. He replied,
“Trust me, honey, this isn’t the biggest ‘round either.”
Guessing Valerie was nervous, she whispered into her ear,
“Just open wide and start licking as you take him in. There’s nothing to it. You’ve never had a cock like this…”
Holy crap, she’s actually doing it too! Moira watched as Valerie’s jaw opened wide to admit Dave’s python. Moving to get some more tongue action from their temporary partner, she sat beside him and took him into a kiss… a kiss which was cut frightfully too short! Their man jumped a little, and in the aftermath of their embrace, he barked,
“No way a hoe like you never sucked a dick before! What the fuck’s wit yo teeth?!”
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Fuckfuckfuck! He’s so big, I can’t possibly take him all! Despite loving the taste and feel of his skin, she retreated fully and blubbered,
“I’m sorry sir! I’m so new to this… I… I…”
Valerie looked away in shame, hating herself for fucking up like that. She put her face against his mighty thigh and started sobbing. Now I’ve done it. I’m a racist and a fuckup! I should- A pair of arms circling her brought her out of her death-spiral. Valerie heard a woman’s cooing voice in her ear, as if she were little and her mother was comforting her again.
“Shhh… shh. Val, it’s ok! Honey, look at me… There you go.”
She looked up and saw Moira there, an indulgent- no, an understanding smile on her face. Unable to help herself, Valerie took Moira into a needy kiss. Please, suck him for me, please! When the kiss broke away, Moira told her,
“You weren’t doing bad, you just gotta open your mouth wider for him is all…”
But how?!
“Moira… how do I do that? You make it sound so easy.”
Her friend showed her. Valerie took a sneaky glance up at Dave, but if he noticed them, he didn’t show it. His head was reclined, his eyes shut, and he wore a pleased smile. Looking back, she beheld Moira going from licking to opening her mouth wide.
I know I should do something for him… but what? Deciding to do what she knew Chad liked, she brought her face close to Dave’s cock to watch closely, meanwhile she decided to play with the man’s balls. She expected to be able to grasp his entire sack in her palm… Not so!
“Holy shit… even his balls are huge!”
Not daring to take her eyes off of Moira, she rolled the one ball she could manage to handle. Valerie was in awe of Moira, her throat bulged around the girth of Dave while she took it deep into her. When her friend’s cute nose was buried into Dave’s coarse pubes, she held that pose, shook her head for a second, and then pulled back. When she was free entirely, she worshipfully stroked him as she caught her breath.
“See? Nothing to it!”
She almost forgot Dave was even there, but the man said,
“You’re lucky you found me, Val… some of the brotha’s here wouldn’t be so understanding. Why don’t ya try again, huh?”
Valerie tried to copy everything Moira had done. She worshipfully cleaned her friend’s spit from the veiny shaft, and she again loved his natural flavor. Licking towards the top, she finally came to his head where she found a dollop of his precursor! Holy shi-
“Dave! Oh my god, your precum is thicker than my boyfriend’s cum!”
Moira’s soft, sensual command of kiss it filled her ear, and she did just that. Valerie kissed Dave’s head and sucked his precum into her mouth. Fuck he tastes so good! Moira then commanded,
“Open wide, and then just… relax. My first boyfriend was an oddity, white but thick, just like this. Nice and slow, there ya go…”
She’d never felt something so big in her mouth before. Taking everything she could easily get, she slowed when she came to the troublesome length from earlier. Another whispered command of relax entered her ear, and Valerie tried her best to achieve it. To her shock and joy, she did! As more of his dick slid into her, he entered her throat. Breathing through her nose, she still couldn’t help but nearly gag as he entered her this deeply.
There was pressure on the back of her head, and looking to her left, she saw Moira close to her face, studying her. That pressure kept her going, fighting her urge to retreat. Every inch of his veiny shaft was divine in her mouth, his taste, texture, and the taboo of cheating all spurred her on. Hairs tickled her nose, and soon she was buried in his fuzz, smelling his cum and the cum of other whores before her. Mmmm… yesss.
Valerie retreated gently, but once she reached his head, she went back down… without Moira’s help. After two repetitions, she saw Moira joined in her efforts. While her friend frigged Valerie’s pussy, and as she played with Moira’s clit, Moira took to sucking on Dave’s shaft.
Holy shit, Dave you fucking last! If this was Chad, he’d have blown five times already, but for what seemed like forever, she sucked Dave’s cock with no cum at all. Valerie’s jaw was getting sore when he finally cried, I’m gonna nut! She had just enough time to look to Moira, but her friend shook her head.
Warm, sticky and hot, so full of creamy flavor. Oh god, oh my lord you taste soooo good! Pump after thick pump shot down her throat and into her mouth. She had to swallow just to take it all, something she could never say about… him. Shuddering at having to even recall her boyfriend, she pulled off Dave’s cock with a loud and wet pop. Despite her cheeks bulging like a chipmunk, she thanked him before turning to Moira to see what was next. A kiss, that’s what was next.
She and Moira kissed like two lesbians in the midst of the hottest sex they’d ever had. Valerie felt a little greedy, but she knew that she owed her friend for this spunky-treat. Tongues swirled, hands roamed, and she could swear she felt Moira shudder in orgasm while she toyed with her friend’s asshole. When she felt she shared enough, they broke apart. She took Dave’s cum down in one gulp, but decided it was time to move things along.
“So, Dave… did I do good this time?”
Her question was met with him pulling her up into his lap. They kissed, and it was the best damn kiss she’d ever had with a man… until she realized something fundamental. I’ve never kissed a man before. Chad he… he isn’t a man, not where it matters! Her pussy ached for action as his cock throbbed against her clit. When he pushed her away, he grinned and said,
“You did fine, for your first time. Now let’s break you in, huh? Unless your boyfriend will protest.”
He didn’t protest when I went with Tyrone. Some boyfriend he is! Moisture pervaded her asshole while she felt Moira’s hand take hold of Dave’s cock… and she had a decision to make. Looking into Dave’s deep eyes, as she took in his strong African nose and masculine face as a whole, she reached the conclusion which her activism demanded.
“What boyfriend?”
Moira let out an enthusiastic hoot as Dave only grinned in anticipation. Valerie felt the massive tip of Dave’s cock press against her tight, tiny lips. Between Moira and herself, she pushed down onto Dave’s cock. She squealed as his head pushed into her, and then when his shaft went into her pink, white pussy, she gasped and cried,
“So… so big! Fuck…”
To her he was like nothing before. While she sat down further on his cock, she found herself forgetting Chad even existed. I need this, to make up for my racism, for my racist past, for my race as a whole! When she couldn’t take more, she tried to rise, but her muscles wouldn’t obey her. Just when all hope seemed lost, she looked to Moira and found her friend indisposed!
The supposed Queen Slut, in the span of only a minute, found herself three well-hung black partners. Both her ass and cunt were occupied, while she worshiped a third cock. Dave came to her rescue, though, taking control.
“Say it fo me, slut. Say you like BBC! Say it!”
He spanked her ass, and she cried out in glee,
“I love the BBC! I love BBC! Fuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!”
What started as insane arousal became a mind-bending orgasm in the span of three quick motions. Valerie was lucky if she came from Chad’s cock, and that only if he pulled out every stop to do so. Dave made her cum from size alone…
Everything seemed to blur for Valerie from then on. Dave fucked her twice, dropping two massive loads in her pussy. Fortunately for her, she was on the pill. Soon though, she left him to find another man, and her next lover was even larger still! If these were reparations, she’d pay them gladly.
Valerie met back up with Moira, who she gleefully told,
“This is my best birthday everrr!”
This was the impetous for a sixty-nine… which ended with a dick in each of their pussies. The hours went on, but still she at least had some nice thoughts for Chad left. He had been kind to her, sweet even. A part of her, deep within herself, felt guilty for how she had betrayed him… but racial justice was far more important then either of them put together.
Both she and Moira were amidst a circle-jerk of fifteen studs, all shooting their seed over them when Tyrone once more appeared. He greeted them with an energetic smile, and he called,
“Hey slut, I see you’ve enjoyed yourself!”
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Come on, come on! YES! Chad finally worked up the courage to try and find out just what the hell was going on inside that tent. Women went in, and black men, plus some women came out later… always giddy, walking funny, or even kissing their partner. He didn’t like how the black-assholes groped the white flesh of their companions, and he feared what was being done to his soulmate.
Feeling for the ring-box, he felt it in his pocket still. Ok, it’s safe. Chad got down and ducked under the tiny entrance he made for himself. Worming his way in, he found warmth and he heard the muffled music clearly now. Standing up, he scanned the crowd… and was appalled! This is a fucking orgy! Titans of men, and women of all races save black, were fucking in every position known to man.
Nobody even noticed him, despite several white girls staring him in the face. Their eyes were pink, lighting the dimness with their radiance… and yet, they also looked glazed. Their mouths hung open as their bulls fucked them with withering power. The men either didn’t see or didn’t care that he was there and so he went looking for his girlfriend.
Where are you?! If they forced you into this, I swear I’ll-” Chad found her then, amidst a circle of black men as rope after rope of black sperm fired on her naked flesh. She was with that whore from earlier, but where Moira seemed in her element, Valerie was positively giddy and glowing. Her angelic voice called out,
“More! More cum! Yes, someone else fuck me! Fuck me in the ass too! That white-fag never touched my asshole. I-”
Chad felt the punch of this betrayal, and he staggered from the blow to his ego. You always said I was good! Your pussy, its gaping… Another of the black beasts came in then, and it was one he recognized! Tyrone approached from the main entrance. You girlfriend stealing asshole! I’ll… what?! Just then the black man called,
“Hey slut, I see you’ve enjoyed yourself!”
To see Valerie in that moment, she looked away from the bukkake and to that other man like he was a god on earth… and it crushed him. She ran squealing to the clothed man while Chad stood there feeling two feet tall.
“Oh my god, Ty, I missed you so much!”
She tried to kiss him, but he held her back. Chad always adored her blush, the way she seemed to glow whenever she was excited about something… but now none of that look was for him. He took no comfort in Tyrone’s refusal, though, as the man merely said,
“I missed you to, hoe. You’re a proper Snowbunny now huh? Wonderful, babe, wonderful! Here why don’t you get cleaned up with your friend and we can go back to my place for some more fun and a quiz on the BBC, that sound cool wit you?”
No nono! But try as Chad might, he couldn’t work up the courage to protest. Now’s your chance asshole, do it! Still, as Moira moved to clean him off with her tongue, and as Valerie asked,
“Can Moira cummm too?”
It was like she didn’t even remember him! Babe…? Moira really went to town cleaning the cum from Valerie. Her face was first, and the moment she was free of black-cum, she took Tyrone into a kiss. Her eyes locked with his, briefly, and he could swear she smiled just that extra bit more. No… no, it’s just your imagination, right? It has to be. Tyrone answered while Valerie shuddered in clear ecstasy,
“Nah girl, I want this to just be the niggas and you if that’s cool wit chu.”
Moira swallowed back the excess cum, and Valerie hugged her new partner in crime. Chad heard Valerie ask mournfully,
“Will we ever see each other again? You’re so fun… maybe we could go clubbing together!”
They exchanged numbers, and Moira said,
“Sure! I’ll be here next week too! Hey, bring your cuck next time, huh? Let him eat your pussy… that’d be like, so hot!”
Her cuck?! Enraged, feeling a shred of the manhood he still retained, he barked out as Valerie was halfway to the entrance,
“Valerie, stop!”
All eyes fell upon him, except Valerie’s. Tyrone glared at him over his shoulder, and he heard the man ask,
“You know that whiteboi?”
Valerie’s reply was a bald-faced lie, he knew, but she answered,
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard a voice that weak in my life.”
Another man cried,
“Who let the shrimp-dick in here, huh? Hahahaha!”
A chorus of jeers and laughter joined the first speaker as he stared at the ground. Someone took his shoulder in their hand… but it wasn’t one of those men. Looking up from the cum-soaked ground, he saw it was Moira, her face cum-soaked but smiling.
“Looking for someone, Chad?”
In a small voice, devoid of life, he replied,
“No… I know where my girlfriend went… And then you, and these brutes-”
Chad made an expansive gesture.
“Ruined her. I love her god damn it! I was gonna propose to her tonight after dinner… and now look at her… I… I… fuck!”
There was a look of sympathy on Moira’s face, though how genuine it was, he couldn’t say. He was about to just go when she took him by the arm and led him towards the main entrance. Sis was right, I’m just a weak faggot… And yet, Moira gave him hope, saying,
“Why don’t you go after her? Talk to her if you can. Look, I know the spell she’s under, us Royal Sluts go through it our first few times. Like, omg you should have seen Cassidy’s first few times… Anyway, she’s in cock-shock, and she can’t get enough. My suggestion to you? Take the Cupid’s Kiss, either you’ll get as hung as one of these black gods, or something else will happen to make the need for pussy moot.”
As they entered into the changing area, he only just caught Valerie’s exit. She reached into a locker, pulled out a bottle, and she tossed it to him.
“I’ve got plenty of the stuff… and, good luck. Like I said to Val, I’m not into this whole Black New World Order stuff, though their dicks are wonderful. I really am sorry to see this happen to you, so… go get her, sport?”
Yea, thanks ***! Chad left the tent, and his focus fixated on Valerie as she laughed hysterically to something Tyrone must have said. They were joined by a man he keenly recognized… his ass still remembered him anyway. Jamal! Neither were subtle about their groping, and neither was Valerie.
He tailed them, just in earshot. The bigger man with darker skin, Jamal, said,
“And so, I threw his white ass out on the asphalt! You should have seen the look in his eyes. Dude was gonna cry when you went into the reparations tent, Val.”
Why is she laughing?! Chad knew why… but he couldn’t, wouldn’t accept it! With the bottle of pills in one hand, and his male-pride burning bright, he kept up the pursuit until they entered into a ground-floor apartment. Chad followed them inside, unnoticed by the three. If he had any hopes of safely confronting them, though, he threw them out the window as he heard Valerie get right to work. With such thin walls, he could stand anywhere in the place and listen in… and he thought there was a whore in that room, and not his sweet, innocent and vanilla Valerie.
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