Chapter 13

A wordless cry erupted from Jess as her body shuddered with the force of another orgasm. She shivered with delight at the warm sensation of cum flooding her pussy. She didn’t know the black stud who had been fucking her from behind for the past several minutes as she knelt on all fours on the floor, but she a made mental note that she’d have to get his name and contact information. He didn’t look like much, at first, but he had skilly drawn multiple orgasms from her in their brief acquaintance, which had been marked of passionate, intense fucking.

“Who knows?” she thought to herself. “Perhaps he can even carry on a conversation?

Tonight had been relatively calm. This was only the third load she had taken in her pussy, and only a single batch of baby batter rested in her ass! She wasn’t sure how many loads she had swallowed or had been sprayed onto her body, but she was certain it couldn’t have been much more.

Tonight, she had a responsibility. She steadied her breathing and pushed the hair out of her eyes to survey the room. The mysterious stranger who had driven her to delight had been so skillful that she had lost track of the action!

She grinned widely as she looked across to one of the couches in the room, filled with typical carnal action. But what was atypical was the newest participant in the action! Anne--quiet, shy, introspective Anne--was now screaming, covered in a glistening sheen of sweat but devoid of even a stitch of clothing, as she ground into the massive black impaling her tight white cunt!

For all Anne’s apparent timidity, Jess knew it was only a matter of time before she broke. She was happy to see it finally happen. She thought Anne was quite the cutie, and couldn’t wait until she’d get her hands--and tongue--on the newly christened slut!

Jess glanced to her right. Next to Anne, Christine was bouncing with even more impassioned fervor on an anomyous black cock, in sync with her protege.

A pall of concern clouded Jess’s elation for a brief moment. Anne looked like she’d been thoroughly and completely converted into a black cock slut by Sophie’s rival, Christine! Sophie ... her own dear friend, her own dear mentor. Where was Sophie? Would she be upset that Jess hadn’t lived up to her example and turned enough girls?

As if on cue, Jess saw Sophie enter into her field of vision while holding the hand of a naked black man she didn’t recognize. Sophie looked upon the carnal scene before her. For a moment, her expression was blank. Then, a smile began to cross her face and she started to clap excitedly.

“Anne!” She exclaimed. “I knew you were a filthy whore!”

As Sophie bounced on her heels excitedly, the black man who she had escorted over to the couch walked to Anne’s side. Anne didn’t seem to notice him, so focused was she on grinding into the massive rod that pounding into her. The stranger tapped her shoulder politely, like a stranger in a crowded train asking to clear the way. Anne turned to face the stranger, and when she saw his turgid cock in her face, she flashed a smile before opening her mouth wide and engulfing it with her mouth!

Meanwhile, Sophie sank to her knees in front of Christine, and began to lap at her pussy!

“Of course,” Jess thought to herself. “For all their rivalry, they’re such lesbians for each other!”

Jess continued her survey of the room, and shortly found the source of her nagging concern.

Hannah was still standing at the bar where she had left her. Her brow was furrowed with anxiety as she stared at Anne and her new friends. She nervously wrung her hands together, and seemed to be muttering to herself. Chloe was talking to Hannah excitedly, but Hannah didn’t seem to be paying attention.

Jess pulled herself forward, and the cock which had impaled her popped free from her hungry sheath. As it did, a torrent of cum dripped down from her gaping cunt.

“Sorry, hon!” She said smiling back at the young man who had brought her so much pleasure. “I’m on duty tonight!” She got to her feet and kissed on the forehead. “Let’s fuck again tonight! And I’ve got to get your number!”

With that, she strode to the bar where her nervous friend stood anxiously.

“Hey sweetie,” Jess said delicately. “You doing okay?”

Hannah turned to Jess. She looked nauseous.

“Anne ... Anne ... what is she doing?”

“Only what comes natural hon!” Jess said. “She’s a beautiful young woman getting what she deserves!”

“Oh fuck meeeeeee!” Anne screamed, as if to emphasize Jess’ point.

Hannah’s face turned an even deeper shade of red as she looked down, averting her eyes from the debauched scene.

Jess frowned.

“Are you okay hon? I thought you wanted to see what happened here ... well this is it!”

Hannah didn’t look and mumbled under her breath “But Anne ... she was just like me ... I thought she was just like me ... I thought I made a new friend...”

“Don’t be silly!” Jess retorted. “I’m so happy you got to meet Anne, I knew you’d be the best of friends! Why wouldn’t you be!”

“POUND MY SLUTTY WHITE CUNT!” Anne shrieked from across the room.

Jess giggled. “I think you too are quite similar ... you both love your silly board games!”

Hannah’s blush got even deeper. She again turned her face down and she looked like she was trying to stare daggers into the floor.

But her infatuation with the floor lasted only seconds. Before long, she found her eyes drawn to the shrieks and moans emanating from across the room.

She looked up in time to see the giant Anne had been riding stand, with Anne still impaled on him! Anne let out a shriek of surprise before giggling and leaning back to kiss her new friend, who continued to thrust into her as he walked towards Jess and Hannah, seemingly unencumbered by the newly minted slut having the ride of her life!

Hannah stared transfixed as the rutting couple approached, unable to move or tear her eyes away.

Jess leaned in to whisper in Hannah’s ear.

“God. It’s so sexy. These studs are so strong and powerful. And look at how beautiful Anne is. Look how happy she is!”

Hannah started to stammer something, but couldn’t quite get words. She just bit her lip and continued to stare.

“GOD!” Chloe cried out, startling Hannah, who had forgotten she was there in the wake of Jess’ hectoring and the debauched acts happening only feet away. “Hannah sweetie, Jess is gonna have to care of you again! I have to get back in there!” With that, she walked with determination towards the raging orgy, untying her top and throwing it over shoulder and then stepping out of her skirt.

Hannah stopped staring at Anne momentarily to glance at Chloe as she stripped, noting the sashay of her bare ass as she walked away from her.

“There goes another beauty, huh?” Jess asked with a giggle.

“Huh?” Hannah asked, turning to face Jess, whose face had broken into a wicked grin. “Um. Chloe’s cool. I’m not really into girls ... or objectifying girls...”

As Hannah tried to stutter out a coherent response to Jess, the grunting and moaning sounds grew louder louder and louder as Anne and her companion were now only inches from Hannah.

As they got closer, the bull Anne was riding changed course, so the two were headed to a spot between Jess and Hannah. Jess quickly scooted to the side to the make room for the pair.

Anne’s male friend pushed her forward onto the bar as he continued to pound her relentlessly. Anne had seemed oblivious to her surroundings, but was remained enough self awareness to prop herself up by her elbows on the bar.

Still, speech was beyond her, and she continued to manage only grunts, moans, and pants as her breasts bounced and hair flew about with the rhytym of the cock pounding into her from behind.

Now that Anne’s body no longer obscured her partner, Hannah could see that the man fit the type-tall, black, muscular-but he wasn’t one of the several men she’d met or seen frolicking with the other girls tonight. He wore dreadlocks and, absurdly enough, sunglasses at an indoor, nightime party! Anne was having sex with a complete stranger!

Jess and Hannah locked eyes over the bucking whore. Jess wore a delighted grin; Hannah a concerned frown. Jess leaned against the bar and brought her head level to Anne’s.

“Anne! Welcome to the party! I always knew you’d make a great addition to our group ... but I had to stay away because of Sophie’s stupid little rivalry with Christine! Aren’t you glad you joined us?”

“FUCCKKKKK MEEEEEEE” Anne squealed.

Jess chuckled happily. “In time, sweetie, but you look quite occupied with someone else.”

“AAAOOOO OHHHMYYYGOODDDD!”

“Yes, quite astute my dear!” Jess said with mock seriousness. “But tell me, how is black cock now that you’ve had a chance to try it!”

“UGH UGH UGH YES YES YES YESSSSSS”

The stud pounding into Anne stopped his relentless assault and pulled his cock out with a plop, causing semen, pussy juice, and sweat to drip from Anne’s now gaping pussy.

A look of confusion and sorrow flashed across Anne’s face, which was dripping with sweat and partially obscured by stray strands of chestnut colored hair, some of which clung to her face and some of which hung loosely around her head.

Her screams and squeals were replaced by heavy panting as she apparently gained her bearings. She looked back at her stud with a hurt expression on her face.