Chapter 7

Hannah and Jessica arrived at a quiet but well lit house not far from campus.

Jessica knocked on the door and slightly pudgy, short white guy with a shock of black hair answered. “Jess! Good to see you!” He hugged her and welcomed her in. “Nice to see you too, Ethan,” Jessica answered.

Jessica walked in and introduced Hannah.

“This is Hannah, she’s...”

“Sarah’s sister!” Hannah interrupted.

“Who’s Sarah?” Ethan asked inquisitively.

“Oh ... she goes here too,” Jessica answered. “I went to the same high school as Hannah and Sarah.”

“Oh cool,” Ethan said, taking the girls coats and leading them to a well-lit living room, filled with the smell of cigarette and marijuana smoke and littered with dixie cups.

“So ummmmmm ... is this another mysteriously well-hung master lover?” Hannah asked Jessica.

“No, as a matter of fact, I haven’t fucked anyone here ... that I know about. Do you know what a gloryhole is?

“Nevermind,” Jessica said as she saw the puzzled expression on Hannah’s face. “Listen, remember how on my little rant I mentioned I like old movies? I’ve taken a few film classes with Ethan. He’s a fun guy, but not someone I’d want to fuck.”

The two girls approached a cooler, which was filled with cans of cheap beer and and surrounded by half-empty bottles of off brand vodka. As they pulled out drinks, they were approached by two young men.

One of them introduced himself as James.

“I think I’ve seen you hanging around Malcolm and Lucas!” He told Jessica.

“Oh yea, Jessica responded. They’re dear friends of mine.”

“That’s awesome,” James said. “Malcolm has the best game collection on campus! And Lucas always joins us for our Star Wars marathon night! No one can beat that guy at trivia!”

Jessica tried to stifle laughter under her hand.

“You play board games?” Hannah asked eagerly “So do I! I haven’t really been able to find anyone to play with since school started though...!”

“Oh man, join our group! We’ve been missing a member since she went to study abroad for the year!”

“You mean Sarah?” Hannah asked. “She’s my sister!”

“Damn!” James said. “Sarah’s a cool chick smart too. And don’t take this the wrong way, I’m gay-- but we don’t really get a lot of girls that look like you two at our sessions. Makes sense you’re related.”

The evening wore on pleasantly. Hannah met a lot of cool people she enjoyed talking too, and she felt like she was really making friends beyond Charlotte and Jessica for the first time in a while. Hannah felt a little light headed, but couldn’t really drunk off such weak beer. She saw a couple kissing on a sofa at one point, but that was the craziest thing that happened. Eventually, Jessica gently touched Hannah’s arm and said “I’m getting tired. You want to head out?”

The two left the party after making their goodbyes and got into Jessica’s car.

“Did you have a good time, Hannah?”

“I did!” Hanna said enthusiastically. “Don’t get me wrong, I like your other friends too ... but well, it was nice to just kick back and talk without any flagrant displays of sex.”

Jessica smiled at that. “Whatever floats your boat, kiddo” she said.

Hannah gently punched her arm and giggled. “Don’t patronize me,” she said.

Hannah contentedly drifted off to sleep.

The next few weeks went well for Hannah. She still enjoyed hanging out with Charlotte and Jessica, but had expanded her circle of friends from the party. She was a frequent fixture at a book discussion group led by Chloe, the redheaded teacher’s aide she had met with Jessica a few weeks ago. Hannah couldn’t help but notice the other participants were all attractive young woman. Although the discussions were involved and all the participants thoughtful and participant, Chloe emphasized that the group was for novices, and suggested that membership in a more selective group was an option for the most enthusiastic participants. Hannah genuinely liked Chloe, but her references to a more selective, more involved group rubbed her the wrong way. Why be elitist about an extracurricular activity that was just for fun?

She joined James game group, and sure enough Malcom was there. Despite what Jessica had told her—and the pictures she had seen—Malcolm was a perfect gentlemen at the game session, never hitting on her or giving any hint that when he wasn’t gaming or watching science fiction, he was a guest of honor at wild orgies.

She videochatted with Sarah a few times, and mentioned her new friendship with Malcolm.

“Oh, I love him!” Sarah gushed. “When I get back we’re totally going to hang out!”

Still, one night a few weeks after the party Hannah lay in bed, unable to sleep. As her mind wandered in the dark, she thought about what Jessica when Jessica told her she was a slut. It wasn’t an insult at all. It was something she told her completely calmly, completely matter-of-factly, and completely confidently. Jessica said she recognized fellow sluts. She pointed out that Hannah hadn’t run from the photos. And to be sure, Hannah had a strong reaction to those pictures. But she didn’t run away. She was rooted to the spot.

Could what Jessica said be true? She’d had sex once. She hadn’t hated it but didn’t see what the big deal was. But Jessica’s points were valid. There was nothing wrong with sex. People enjoyed it. Hannah began to rub her vagina over her night shirt, and after a few minutes felt a pleasant tingling sensation.

“That was nice,” Hannah thought. “But something to get all worked up over?”

Hannah started to think about the pictures she’d seen, pictures she tried to block out of her mind. She began to rub herself again. A little harder this time. She grabbed her laptop and typed “black men, white women” into google. A sea of hardcore images flooded screen. Now she lifted her night shirt and placed some fingers inside herself.

She began to breath raggedly. Suddenly, a roaring sensation came over her, her eyes rolled back in her head, and her vision erupted into a flash of light.

“Oh.” Hannah said to herself, quietly, in the dark.

She thought more to herself. She had enjoyed watching those videos. In the dark, she had to admit she enjoyed the photos Jessica had shown her even more. She wandered what it would be like to see that in person.

“It can’t hurt to look.” Jessica and her friends seemed to like documenting their adventures. Maybe Jess could give her more pictures.

She looked over at her phone. 2AM. Too late to call Jess. She’d get her in the morning. ***

“OHHH FUCCKK MEEE,” Jessica shrieked, pounding her firsts against the surface desk as one of the freshmen she’d seen at the cafeteria pounded her from behind. Her body flushed red and began to convulse as her eyes rolled back into her head in an intense orgasm.

“Sarah...” She panted as she regained her composure and looked back into her laptop screen. “You definitely have to try...” She furrowed her brow for a moment and looked back. “Remind me your name, buddy?” She asked of the man who was thrusting his massive member into her.

“Craig...” he gasped out. “But you can call me whatever you want!”

“Ok!” Jessica said happily as she pushed back to further envelop her cunt around Craig’s cock”

“You ... you have to try ... Greg ... when you get back. He’s definitely a keeper a for the group!” Jessica gasped out between groans and moans of pleasure.

“Oh god,” Sarah moaned. “I love seeing your orgasm face! Even on webcam!” Sarah was also naked, and gently moving up and down in her desk chair in front of her laptop. A pair of large black hands covered her bare breasts, and suddenly Sarah began to convulse, causing the chair she was sitting to move back on its wheels. Jessica now had a wider shot of Sarah’s room, and she could see the giant black rod stretching out every inch of her friend’s pussy. When Sarah came down, she reverted her focus to the camera and continued on the conversation, albeit interrupted by the occasional moan and grunt of pleasure.

“Listen ... I’ll party with you and Greg...”

“CRAIG!” The man on the other side of the screen called out, and slapped Jessica’s ass for emphasis.

“Craig, whatever,” Sarah gasped out. But we’re sponsoring Karl here for a green card!”

“Fine by me!” Jessica said, marveling at the fact her once demure and shy girl could carry on even a semi-coherent conversation while such a massive monster invaded her body.

“I’m afraid I have something to confess though.” Jessica said, still panting and seating. “You weren’t lying ... OHHH FUCCCKKKKK ... you weren’t lying when you said your sister was stubborn. She’s made friends with Malcom! I think they all do is play board games and watch Star Wars re-runs!”