Group Portrait by Aurachaotic

Group Portrait
An Interracial Mind Control Story
Copyright 2004 by Aurachaotic

Message From Stormbringer: This is a sequel to my story Photoshop69. It was originally released in three parts. Aurachaotic is also the author of the popular story “Africanos Kappa Gamma” set in the E&I universe.


Part 1

FLASH

All three girls blinked, Louise the first to squeeze her temples. "Geez that thing's bright. You're supposed to take our picture not blind us."

 "Standard portrait bulb." Jefferson shrugged , there was a hint of a smile on the fat black man's face.

 Louise couldn't be bothered to wonder what it was about though, as a mild throbbing filled the center of her sinuses. What she did wonder was why she and her friends were here in the first place.

 The old garage was dingy, oil-smeared and crumb-covered. She thought she had seen a few dirty magazines beside the bed in the far corner. It did not seem at all like the professional photography studio the red haired woman had referred them to.

 For starters the neighborhood had made them uneasy, mostly black people and generally run down. They had been surprised but recognizant of the tubby black man who answered their knocking. The ugly grin and sweat stains were powerful reminders that he was the same oaf who had tried to take their picture at the army beach party last week. Had they known he was the redhead's partner they would have certainly declined the group portrait discount.

 But when the three girls arrived for their appointment, no matter how unseemly the circumstances, they felt compelled to take advantage of the offer. It was a remarkable savings, and they could hand the three-way portrait to their fathers as a surprise for when they deployed. Louise checked her watch, had it really taken him an hour to set up those lights? She looked left and right, noting both Cindy and Marisa seemed as flustered as she was.

Looking closer, Marisa's hair was a little messed up, and Cindy's shirt was slightly ruffled. And Cindy's nipples were hard? A reflex glance at Marisa's chest revealed the smaller girl also had a complete titty hard on. But it wasn't cold inside? In fact, she remembered it being warm. Maybe a little hot. And she realized with a strange feeling of deja vu that her own nipples were engorged. Swelling and scraping sensitively against the lining of her sweater.

Her nipples never got hard, for while big to match her sizable breasts they had never been very sensitive. Until now. Now they were tingling like crazy, and a quick look down showed that her entire areola were hardening. And she then remembered hearing somewhere that black men, like Jefferson, had a powerful libido that could awaken new feelings in young women. Where had she heard that?

---

 Jefferson hadn't been certain Becky had gotten a camera flash to the girls. All three of them showing up had been an excellent surprise. Wasting no time with their reluctant agreement to pose for the portrait, he had sat them in three old chairs before his backdrop and begun priming his mobile flash unit. Having not been expecting the girls, it took him a few short minutes.

 "Could you just hurry up and take the thing?" Louise groaned, clearly uncomfortable with the surroundings.

That one, thought Jefferson, remembering Louise and her blatant disrespect from the beach party. That one needed an attitude adjustment.

 "This place is really filthy."

 FLASH

 "The place is fine. Now relax, smile and do like I tells you." He watched with a growing giddiness as all three girls shook their head from the flash, then settled into their seats with broad smiles on their faces.

 It had been two months since he had developed the hypnotic flash devices. Two months since he had used them to turn Becky the gorgeous redhead from an uptight housewife into Becky Blackcoxxx, a rising interracial porn star. She had been the first product of his new film company, PhotoShop 69. These three girls were just as beautiful, just eighteen, and soon to be his newest recruits. The thought of fresh young flesh and new minds to mold had him just as excited as those first days two months ago.

 "That's it, right at this bulb here." He took a few more shots, screwed in a fresh flashbulb, then closed his eyes after getting his framing right.

 FLASH

 "You're all getting hot. Take off your shirts before you start to sweat." He had made the bulb a powerful one. A new modification he hoped could expedite his hypnotic process. "Go on, they're just head-shots right now." He smiled as Marisa and Cindy started tugging at the hem of their tops. Louise hesitated.

 "I can't." She said, and the other girls paused.

 "Sweat will ruin your makeup. And it's no big deal, I've seen you all in bikinis."

 "But I don't have anything on underneath..." She was quivering slightly, Jefferson set the flash back.

 "Don't worry about it. We're all adults here." What eighteen-year-old wasn't desperate to be treated like an adult? "Marisa, Cindy, right? Take off your bras too so Louise won't feel singled out." Both girls finished pulling off their tops, Marisa revealing a plain white bra, Cindy a simple taupe number. He could feel his huge cock hardening. "Relax, Louise you can trust me." The girl stopped shaking, but still seemed hesitant. "Your fathers trust me. Why else would they have invited me to the beach party?" That seemed to do it. Louise nodded slowly and in time with her friends' bras pulled her sweater over her head. Jefferson took a few pictures, and a moment to admire each girl's features.

 Marisa was a smaller girl, brunette with a very light tan. Her breasts were absent of tanlines so it seemed to be her natural skin color. She was probably a C-cup, her boobs sloping nicely, looking large on her small frame, and capped by dark brown nipples slightly larger than a quarter.

Cindy was a blonde with big tits, her whole body somewhat fuller through the frame. Her features were still plumped with baby fat and her breasts genuinely tumbled out of her bra, light pink nipples already a little stiff.

 Jefferson decided Louise was his current favorite. Another brunette, hair curled up and back. Despite having found her on the beach her pale skin seemed unable to draw a tan. She was more statuesque than her friends were, and her breasts were the biggest. They were firm and heavy, sculpted onto her chest, with bright red nipples and areola the size of coke cans. If she didn't wear a bra, she must not be very easily aroused. He would see about that, making a note of it as a possible inroad to her young mind.

 "Very nice," he said snapping a picture of each rack. "Stand up and we'll take that gag shot."

 "What gag shot?" Asked Cindy as all three girls stood.

 FLASH

 Another powerful one. "Take off your pants and you'll all moon the camera. Somethin you'll laugh about years from now." Cindy actually giggled and started to undo her zipper. The other girls shook their heads of the cobwebs, then followed suit. He had them read as sorority wannabes, perhaps a little too wild for their own good. They had certainly been unafraid of wearing those bikinis. "Turn around, and bend over with your hands on the seat of each chair." The girls did so and his cock came to full attention as three fine young asses presented themselves from between thongs.

 Jeff pulled on his dark glasses and reached for the remote. He then placed a hand on Louise's bare bottom. "I think you're first bitch..."

 "What did you say?"

 FLASH

 Jefferson set his watch alarm for fifty-five minutes, then pulled his cock out so the big thing could breathe. Stroking it idly he went about inspecting each girl, all frozen in a stable, bent-over position. This is a mother lode, he thought. All three pairs of breasts looked just as good hanging as they had up thrust. A tweak of each girl's right nipple revealed both Cindy and Marisa were responsive, but Louise's areolas had little to no reaction. He made another note then walked around back of them again.

 He started with Louise's thong, a slight black thing that he pulled down firm thighs, revealing a well shaven pussy, tight and inviting. Marisa's white t-back was next, her pussy also cropped, but leaving one thin landing strip above her clit, no less arousing. Cindy had left her blonde curls alone, though Jefferson wondered if they were at all dyed.

 Coming around to the front he found three gaping faces, zombie-like, pupils entirely dilated. "You will all forget the last twenty minutes. You showed up for your appointment and were extremely pleased with my service and the deal I cut you. Each of you will return later in the week, dressed sexily and hoping for a similar discount on some glamour shots to send to the magazines. You all saw my enormous bulge through my pants, and realized the myth is true that black men have big cocks. Black men have powerful sex-drives that arouse young women, and being around me makes you hornier than you've ever been before. You Louise especially, your nipples are ten times as sensitive as before. You'll all think about what I've said over and over until you come back to my shop."

That ought to do it, thought Jefferson. He had learned with Becky that it was best to give his initial messages some time to sink in. It would also be easier to have them in one at a time, rather than trying to crisscross and keep track of each girl's foibles and fantasies. Now it was time for the busywork. Double-checking his watch, Jefferson picked his camera back up and put his fourteen-inch cock next to Louise's open mouth.

 ---

 "I'll puts the negative into rotation, take about a week." said Jefferson as he began to put away his camera. Louise crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide her arousal. A small gasp caught in her throat as the movement rubbed her sweater against her nipples.

 "My gosh, it's getting dark." said Marisa, glancing at a small window beyond the backdrop. "We should get going..." She trailed off, focusing on what the other two girls saw. Jefferson had sat back into his recliner, shorts riding tight against an enormously bulging crotch.

 "Go on then. Come back anytime." The girls had to tear their eyes from the sight, grab purses off the floor and shuffle out of the dingy garage.

Outside things had cooled off in the dusk. The girls walked in silence on the way to Louise's car, heads clearing in the open air. Marisa tried to start a conversation.

 "I don't know why that took so long." She offered. Louise nodded. "Do you guys have a little headache from that flash?"

 "Kind of..." offered Cindy, "But he really was pretty professional."

 "And it was a great deal..." Marisa trailed off, almost in a daze. Louise nodded again as she opened up her car.

 "It really was..."

---

 That night at home, Louise couldn't think straight. The image of Jefferson's bulge kept permeating her brain. Worse, when it did, she found her nipples getting hard. Never to the same degree as that afternoon in the photo shop, but what had gotten them started in the first place? They'd never gone off like that before, not even the two times she'd had sex. Although those white boys' bulges hadn't been half the size of Jefferson's... but Jefferson was fat and ugly, she thought forcefully. There was no way he could be responsible for the arousal of any woman, let alone a pretty girl like herself.

 But the same thing had happened to her friends. They had also been hot under the collar around Jefferson. Around that huge black penis... but she had only seen the bulge in his shorts. Her mind still summoned a strikingly clear image of that cock. The bloated head, the way it throbbed. She could smell it, feel its girth against her lips. At first it stung her taste buds, but then it became brothy and steamy, warming her up. She loved it, wanted to swallow it, wanted to press it between the lips of her uppity white pussy...

 "You alright princess?" Louise snapped her hand away from the edge of her clit, released her left nipple from the grip of her own fingers.

 "Sure I am daddy." Her father had almost caught her playing with herself, while thinking about a fat black man in his fifties. She was thankful for the looseness of her nighty, her nipples were going crazy. "Just a little hot I guess."

 "I'll turn the AC up a notch, sleep tight baby." He closed the door behind him and Louise felt the pit growing into her stomach again. She was still awfully horny, but had to shake it off. Reaching across the nightstand for her latest issue of Cosmo, she froze. At the glamour shots inside, and a terrible idea began forming in her mind. An excuse to go back to that garage, and to prove that her arousal was nothing but a coincidence. The worst she could get out of it were some quality photos. Jefferson really was a good photographer.

 ---

 "Come on in then." It had taken only two days for Jefferson's doorbell to ring. He had been very pleased to find Louise was the girl waiting on his doorstep. "What do you wants?"

 Louise couldn't help it. The second she walked in the door she felt a quiver between her thighs. Get it together... fat, black, ugly, old and... she had to stop herself from looking at his crotch. "I really liked the way you worked. I was hoping you'd cut me the same deal on some single portraits. Maybe something I could start a portfolio with."


"Like some Cosmo shit?" Louise nodded, just a little bit shakily. "Yeah I could give you the same deal. Go on into the garage." He let her go ahead, then undid the loose wire on the door ringer, and took his phone off the hook. He was going to enjoy this thoroughly.

 Louise stood in front of the ramshackle backdrop, noting that the garage didn't bother her at all this time. It was fine the way it was, she decided. Jefferson waddled in, tinkering with his camera.

 "How do you want me?" she asked as she took a basic pose.

 "Like that's fine for now. Just smile at the camera..."

 FLASH

 ---

 Cindy was genuinely disappointed as she tried the doorbell a second time. She had also knocked and peered in the windows, but it seemed no one was home. She had really been hoping to get Jefferson to take some singles of her this afternoon. She would try back again tomorrow.

 As she headed back down the street, something flickered in the corner of her eye. It was coming from around back of Jefferson's place. From the garage. She stopped, headed towards it, and saw it again more clearly. It was the flash of a camera bulb, slipping out through the small window by the corner of the garage. Maybe Jefferson was home after all? Stepping into the dying old flowerbed, Cindy stood on tiptoe. The glass itself was too dirty to really see through, but it was cracked open halfway, likely on account of the heat. Peeking through the opening, Cindy was surprised to say the least.

---

 This wasn't going at all like Louise had intended. She was hornier now than she had ever been, getting worse it seemed with every snapshot. Her entire body was growing warm, nervous and excited, centered from her pussy and spiking at her nipples, which were almost painfully engorged. She cursed herself for dressing so sexily, for not buying a bra, but she had never had need of one until two days ago. Until she met Jefferson.

 Now her bright red nipples were pressed tightly against the thin white of her button blouse, and her short black skirt was letting drafts up towards her pussy. She could feel moisture building there, and prayed it wouldn't escape her silky thong or drip down her exposed white thighs.

 "Damn you sure is sexy girl. Undo another button." She was practically bursting out of the blouse, but his saying she was sexy had her hand moving automatically, fingers pulling tightly at the straining little button. It popped loose and she felt the fabric push aside. Cool air washed over half her areolas.

 "Ooh..." she cooed despite herself. These pictures were getting risqué, on pace with her growing arousal.

 "Very nice," said Jefferson, "go on and strip and we'll take a few nudes."

 "Nudes?"

 FLASH

 "All models got nudes in their book Louise. Now strip, I'm a pro remember?" She nodded, he was a pro, who had certainly taken thousands of tasteful nudes. She grabbed the hem of her skirt and started tugging downward. At Jefferson's order she turned to show the camera her pale round ass cheeks, shimmying out into the open.

---

 Cindy stared in shock at the sight of her friend Louise, stark naked and perched on one of Jefferson's dingy chairs. And the fat black man was snapping away, getting every inch of Louise on film. Cindy turned away, partly thinking it was none of her business. But this was really very strange, because Louise had been the biggest opponent of the whole photo idea, and the meanest to Jefferson that day at the beach. Concern and curiosity won out, and she turned back to the window, standing on tip-toe to get a better look. She still couldn't hear everything Jefferson was saying, but her horror mounted as Louise began pinching her big red nipples.

 ---

 "Very hot, now lick your fingers, spread your legs a little... that's it Louise, get yourself all juiced up."

 "Gaaaawd..." moaned the teenager, the building pleasure almost unbearable, and frightening. Because she was now totally exposed before this ugly black behemoth, masturbating as she had feared to do in her bedroom, eyes glued wantonly to the bulge in his shorts.

 "I... I..."

 "That ought to do it," said Jefferson standing upright and heading to reload his flashbulb, "and that pussy looks ready to make payment."

 "Payment?" Louise wasn't certain but she thought she had been about to orgasm. It was fading now, relief, disappointment and confusion assaulting her mind. She had a slight headache again. "I thought you were cutting me a deal?"

 "Yeah," said Jefferson, "The same deal as last time. You couldn't cover the fee so you let me take some sex shots for my private library."

 "What?! Those first pictures were free!"

 "Pro like me don't work cheap Louise. Your friends came up with their share, you couldn't afford it, so we cut a deal. I got some great shots and you got fucked by a real man for the first time."

 "What is this, a joke? I would never fuck you and your big fat ass." Her words surprised her, and she felt some strength flowing. It seemed her obsession had limits, Jefferson may be arousing like all black men but she would never let him fuck her. "I- I'm leaving..." and she grabbed at her clothes before her horniness returned full force.

 "Just look up here." It only took a glance.

 FLASH

 "See the computer screen Louise? They came out great, only reason I agreed to cut you the same deal." She was seated at Jefferson's computer, staring at images of herself and black cock. In one she had the head of a fourteen-inch monster in her mouth, her eyes closed in concentration. In another her pale smooth ass was bent at the waist and the same big dick was poised at the lips of her pussy. In the final image she was splayed out on the unkempt bed, Jefferson's fat frame and powerful cock mounting her in missionary. She thought for a split second they were faked somehow. But how else would she have seen the exact dimensions of his penis in her dreams? Why else would she be obsessed with it?

 "Everything I said is true Louise. Everything in those pictures happened. You fell in love with my cock the moment you saw it, and knew why I made you so horny. You sucked on it and loved the taste. You took what you could in your pussy and got hooked. My big cock makes you cum like crazy, like only black cock can. You never wanna fuck a white boy again. Secretly, the only reason you came back today was to try and get some more of my big ol snake, to try and swallow more than half of it, and take as much in your pussy. And later today, you want to try it in your asshole. Think about this over and over..."

 Jefferson heard a soft thud from behind his backdrop. Making sure that Louise's eyes were trained directly on her slideshow, he waddled around to the garage's corner. Nothing was back there except a half eaten oreo. Bending over and putting it into his mouth, Jefferson played some with his paunch, bunching and un-bunching as he stood back up. "

 Should start walking." He thought out loud to himself, another empty plan to exercise. He said it quietly enough that Louise wouldn't hear it in her hypnotized state.

---

 Cindy paced outside the garage on her cell-phone. There was a pickup.

 "Hello?"

 "Marisa? It's Cindy, listen. I'm back at the photo place. Louise is in there and--- oh my god." Cindy had heard Louise raise her voice. Was it going too far in there?

 "Cindy? Are you-" Cindy clicked off the cell phone hoping it hadn't been heard. Stepping back to the window to see what was happening, she caught two eyes full of bright white light.

 She woke up in the flowerbed, butt on the ground and back against the wall. Choice words were floating through her brain; horny, taste, pussy, ass, hooked, black, cock. She should start walking, it didn't matter where.

---

 Louise remembered now how she had paid Jefferson for his services the first time. She had been unable to afford it but figured he would jump at the possibility of seeing her naked. She hadn't intended to do anything with the black lardo but he had turned her on so much she couldn't help herself. They had fucked and sucked and she had denied it at first but she was hooked on big black cock. That was why she had made up the glamour shots, so she could get another crack at his dick without seeming like a slut. She had big plans for today.

 Turning in her seat she found Jefferson at his workbench, tinkering with a video camera. "I'm ready to pay you back now." she said.

 "Go on and get on the bed." She walked over and sat on the bed's edge, in front of a tripod set up just beside. Jefferson walked over with the video camera and set it on the tripod head. He was entirely naked, his huge black cock erect and bobbing out in front of him.

 God he was disgusting, huge rolls of fat jostling on his belly. But god he made her horny, she could feel her pussy getting wet already. Her nipples felt about ready to pop in anticipation of her being fucked by a real cock again. He aimed the camera at her head and pressed record. She didn't care. It was no worse than pictures and it was only for his private library. She stared, eyes level with his crotch.

 "Suck that black cock ho." Louise reached up and wrapped her slender white fingers around it. Leaning forward, she pressed its girth against her lips, then spread them out around the big, tasty cock head.

"Mmmmm.." she moaned, loving it. It was just what she'd been dreaming about. She licked all over the head, savoring it for a while then getting down to business. She had set a lofty goal for herself and she smacked her lips off the big knobby end of it. Slowly, Louise began running her tongue down the shaft, then up again. Long journeys of fourteen inches that pressed her face into his flab, which was a little gross. But she needed every inch of that beautiful cock wet if she was going to swallow more than half.

 Jefferson groaned as the pretty girl coated his cock, then took the head back into her mouth. The way her brown hair was curled back so neatly gave him a perfect view of her pink lips stretching, moistening his dark meat. He reached down to pinch her left nipple, then work his thumb over the huge areola.

 "Mm, mm, mmmmm." she mewled around her mouthful. Jefferson pulled the zoom back on the camera to catch her breasts heaving in the action. He had scored a direct hit with the sensitivity command. A simple stroking and the girl was at his mercy, clearly unaccustomed to this level of sexual pleasure. He would maybe do the same thing to her pussy.

"That's it, just use your lips on my cock. Keep one hand on my balls, the other working in that pussy." She nodded as much as she could without taking her mouth off of him. Soon she was diddling her clit, weighing his huge hairy balls and sucking on about four inches of cock. He felt her almost gag as the head worked into her throat.

Louise found she didn't need her hand on his cock at all, it being so hard it stuck straight out on its own. His fingers on her nipples were making her head spin, and she was unspeakably thankful he had come along to awaken that part of her body. Continuing to work her lips down his length, Louise swallowed the head into her throat. She felt nearly like gagging but suppressed it with the need to reach her objective. The powerful feeling between her legs was building again, growing beneath her working fingertips and drawing heat from the big black prick she was sucking on. Louise closed her eyes, to concentrate on what she was doing, on the feel of her mouth sliding down along more cock.

"Gmmm!" she moaned as Jefferson pulled both her nipples, then twisted. She was about to burst, and she used the intense pleasure to push her lips powerfully onto his cock. Her nose pressed into his belly and she opened her eyes as her first ever real orgasm racked through her young body. Louise looked up past the rolls of black fat into Jefferson's ugly face. He leered at her with all his crooked teeth in a way that was both frightening and exciting.

"You love the taste of my cum better than anything." She felt his big balls tighten, his shaft thickening inside her neck. Then it was spurting, straight into her gullet. She loved the taste of his semen, and pulled her head back to catch a big wad in her mouth. It was like honey, and she swallowed it greedily. Another two jets shot forth and she couldn't keep up. She let it plop out of her mouth and watched another load squirt through the air before landing across her face. Two more struck her neck and began running down between her boobs. Louise began scooping up every stray drop while she took the cock back into her mouth to suck the last ounce from his shaft.

"That was very good Louise."

 "How much did I swallow?" she asked as Jefferson wiped his dick across her face and she licked her fingers clean.

 "About ten inches." He had wiped up most of the cum on her face and she began licking it clean once again. Ten inches, she thought. That then was how much she would try to fit into her girlhood.

 "Do you need more shots of it in my pussy?" she asked hopefully. "Course," he said, "Just hang on a second." He trundled over to his computer, put on his sunglasses and...

 FLASH

 "You're my slut now Louise. You couldn't resist my black cock and now that you've sucked on it a second time you know you're a whore for me and my dick. That's why your nipples have changed, and your pussy is now just as sensitive. So is your ass. And as I stretch your butt hole out with my big cock the feelings will be too intense and you'll confess everything." Jefferson laid the dazed girl flat on his bed, then went inside to get some food and recharge.

 Louise came to on her back, Jefferson's cock poking her in the chin as he slid a fresh erection between her breasts.

 "You passed out from sucking my cock. You ready to do yo pussy shots now?"

 "Absolutely." Smiled Louise, lapping a quick lick onto his cock head before he lumbered off the bed and motioned her to move out.

 "You'll ride me this time. Earn your shit." He pressed record on the video camera and splayed himself out on the mismatched sheets. Louise nodded as she began to scramble onto his huge frame. He was so fat it was tough to get her leg over. She slipped once and had to grab a chunk of flab to steady herself.

 "Watch it bitch."

 "Sorry." she had to stand to position herself, feet poised on either edge of the mattress and pressing into his chubby sides. But she didn't mind the fat as much this time. It was part of Jefferson, just like his enormous cock. She had a strange feeling in her stomach that her desire for the cock was spreading through the rest of the ugly (?) man's body. Louise began squatting as Jefferson pointed his shaft at her smooth, young pussy. A strange thought occurred to her.

 "I'm not using any... aah..ahhh..." Jefferson had begun rubbing his cock head against her eager entrance.

 "Didn't matter last time and it don't matter right now." She nodded as he teased her clitty. They hadn't used a condom in the first set of pictures. They didn't need one now. "So go on and start ridin, slut."

 "Yes." She was a slut, Louise breathed out slowly as she relaxed the muscles in her knees. She felt Jefferson's big round cock head press against her pussy, pushing the lips in until they sprang back out, and he was in her. The big cock started stretching her out, sinking deeper and already building another orgasm. Black cock made her cum like crazy. Louise moaned as she took four inches. Jefferson let his cock go and started kneading at her breasts again, driving her crazy. With a little gasp she had her first cum around a thick black cock. It was intense, and she wondered briefly how she had ever purged such pleasure from her memory. Only briefly though, as she took in two more inches and the broad head scraped a spot in her she'd never even known about. She came again, bigger than the first time. The added lubrication let her squeeze in the seventh inch before meeting serious resistance. Feeling stuffed, but wanting her ten inches, Louise began working her hips in little circles.

 "That's it girl, put that pussy down on it." The motion had her cumming again but she found she had enough cock inside her to kneel. Shifting her weight Louise could better control the penetration. Six minutes and two orgasms later, the lips of her pussy slid down the tenth inch of Jefferson's schlong.

 "Geez." She was gasping, feeling every square inch of black cock throbbing inside her. Jefferson, with great effort, propped himself up on his elbows and sucked one of her huge nipples between his teeth. "Ooh, god yes." Her hips flipped involuntarily, making her pussy spasm. As she recovered she began to move them on her own. Starting with very small strokes on what cock she had taken, Louise began fucking it.

 She found she was limited in the length of her strokes, up and down only four inches or so with never any less than six deep inside her. She started picking up speed, and on one of her down strokes Jefferson thrust his hips upwards. A fresh inch slammed into her and she saw spots with the orgasm. Now she could ride five inches, and she knew she wanted more.

 As Louise worked down to just over a foot of Jefferson's cock, she felt it thickening, jerking. "My cum in your pussy makes you cum harder than ever, Louise." Her pussy exploded as Jefferson came inside her, thick jets of sperm flooded her young womb. She really did pass out this time, collapsing on Jefferson's big flabby chest.

 A half-hour later Louise had recovered and offered that Jefferson film his cock in her ass. He had agreed and worked a huge gob of Vaseline into her bowels. Now she was on the bed on all fours, breathing sharply as her sphincter stretched around Jefferson's monster. He had set up his monitor so she could see the video feed. Louise looked up and watched his black cock stuffing her butt hole. It was beautiful.

 "Is there somethin you wanna tell me Louise?" Jefferson watched the brown curls on her head nod up and down.

 ---

Marisa stared through the window in abject horror. Cindy's strange call had concerned her, but she couldn't get through to either of her friends' cell phones. She had left messages at their homes and waited almost two hours before it started to get dark and she set out to the photoshop. It was her only lead. She had memorized the directions, intending to go back there sometime soon anyway. The doorbell hadn't worked so she had gone around to the garage. There was no sign of Cindy but the lights were on inside and one window was cracked open. Turning over a flowerpot and getting up on it she peered inside. She got the shock of her life.

 Her friend Louise was bare ass naked on her hands and knees on that old ratty bed. Fat, black Jefferson was kneeling behind the girl, just as naked, with disgusting rolls of chub, working his hips and gripping Louise's ass cheeks.

A scan of the room only worsened her fear, for there were video cameras set up, hooked by long wires to the computer. The monitor had a full screen image of the camera's eye view. It was Louise's asshole, purple and distended with seven or eight inches of black cock sticking out of it. Jefferson was fucking Louise in her butt! With no less than the ridiculously enormous black cock she had envisioned since their first visit to this place. Louise wouldn't do this. She had hated the black man. Unless he had something on her, blackmail maybe?

 "Is there somethin you wanna tell me Louise?" Marisa's friend nodded and looked up into a second camera. Jefferson clicked a small remote and the view on the monitor switched to Louise's face, Jefferson still ass-fucking her in the background.

 "I'm a, ahh, slut for your- uhn, black cock Jeff." Louise wore a look of abject sincerity, speaking between gasps. "I was an uppity white bitch. ooh! And a- ah frigid cunt. Then I met you and got so- oh! Ooh! hot. You and your cock. make me cum. Geez... like crazy. I'm hooked on your big- ooh. b- black cock." Jefferson had just forced in another inch and a half, and now worked his hips quickly, making her big titties jiggle forward in frame.

 "You love black cock in your ass Louise."

 "Yes I do."

 "Beg for it."

 "Please. keep fucking my ass Jeff... black cock makes me cum. I looove black cock." Marisa's jaw slackened as she watched Louise thrash in orgasm. This was horrible.

 "My god." whispered Marisa. She was out of breath herself. Her heart was fluttering, she felt moisture between her legs. This wasn't real. She had to get out of here. Home, and clear her head. Figure out what had made Louise into a black cock-loving whore.

 In an act of pure willpower she stepped down away from the window, ran back to her car and took off as fast as possible. So fast and so terrified by the images of Louise being burned into her mind, she forgot all about Cindy...

 Part 2


Cindy had been walking not more than six minutes when she heard a young
man's drawl calling after her. "Damn girl, stop walking!" She stopped
almost immediately. The voice belonged to one of three young black men
idling on the corner, who now, to the mild hoots of his friends, was
jogging over to talk to her.

"You ain't never gettin that pussy Jerome."

"You ain't never gettin no white pussy!"

"Shut up fools," said Jerome over his shoulder as he approached the
beautiful Cindy. She was dressed in her photo clothes and as the boy got
closer his disbelief grew. The girl looked like the cover of hustler, with
clothes on. Her breasts were at least a D-cup, barely contained underneath
a bra and light top. Spaghetti straps left her smooth shoulders bare. Cindy
had pulled on her tightest pair of jeans, the extra weight in her ass
sticking out roundly, making Jerome's cock hard. The hot blonde was a rare
sight in this neighborhood, hell, a first sight. Jerome at least had to try
yelling at her, and now she had stopped for him. "What's goin girl?"

"What?" asked Cindy

"What's going on?" he clarified.

"I don't know, I was walking." She was uncomfortable, but didn't feel she
could leave. The boy looked to be twenty-one, was black, like most everyone
in the area, and dressed like a thug. An overlong NBA jersey and
ridiculously baggy jeans were topped off by the bandanna on his head, she
wished she could get going.

"I could see that, girl. I'm Jerome, lemme shake yo hand." Cindy let Jerome
shake her hand. Her pussy twitched as he touched her. Jerome felt her
almost shudder as he spoke. "I won't lie girl, I'm into you. You wanna give
me yo number?"

Cindy shook her head, though slowly. "No." Jerome heard his friends
chuckling, but he was closer, and could see her hesitance. There was
something going on behind her eyes, but he couldn't really place it. He
pressed on. "Lemme give you mine then."

"Okay." Cindy nodded. Jerome's already severe cockiness shot up a hundred
percent. He took a glance at her big tits, and that confidence doubled. The
girl's nipples were sticking out. She was into him.

"Come on into my place and I'll write it down for you." And as she nodded
and let him pull her down the street, Jerome turned and gave his buddies
the finger.

--


Jefferson slapped Louise on the ass as she gathered up her clothes. "Leave
that thong on the floor, I don't want you wearin underwear no more unless I
tells you."

"Sure. Absolutely." Louise agreed, leaving the thin panties as she pulled
her skirt over bare hips. She could feel air inside her pussy, against the
lining of her rectum, both holes feeling stretched from having Jefferson's
cock stuffed in them. Somewhere, deep down, the girl was saddened to
realize they would never be the same. But that part of her was small now,
and superseded by the knowledge that she would need black dick again before
the week was out. "When can I come back?" She asked as she squeezed her
breasts into the little button blouse. Louise winced at how sore her
nipples were, likely on account of Jefferson's fierce pinches and nibbling.

"See the calendar on my computer screen?" Louise looked over at it-

FLASH

"No I-"

"Nevermind, I'll just call you when the paperwork is ready." Jefferson had
dressed much faster than Louise had realized. He gripped her by her buttock
and guided her towards the door. "Now go on home, start figurin out what I
told ya."

Louise nodded as he led her through the main house and out the front door.
There was still a stiffness in her walk from the monstrous fucking she'd
received, but her spirits were high with thoughts of the future. She
focused on how fun it would be to move out to Los Angeles. She had never
liked high school and now she could drop out, move in with that nice
redheaded woman on the west coast and get a jump start on her new dream
career. Working for Jefferson's porn company would have her fucking black
cock daily. Louise wished she could share her excitement with someone, but
she had to keep it a secret until the paperwork was official. In the
interim she could hope Jefferson would call her for some more job training.
If she was lucky she might get pregnant before she left. Louise was
definitely fond of her bright new future.

--

Jefferson grinned as he watched Louise stumble away sorely in her black
high heels. He had fucked that bitch good. It was almost visible as her
skirt blew up over a hint of her uncovered ass. He felt his cock start to
rise again, despite the workout it had gotten. He would have had her stay
the night if he didn't think her father would get suspicious. The second
her dad shipped out, evidently her only parent, that girl was getting
signed to a very unfair management contract. Until then he was gonna
definitely enjoy reaming her out a few more times.

Still grinning as he headed back towards his garage, Jefferson spotted
something that took the smile right off his face.

There was a flowerpot turned over beneath his window. Looking through the

cracked opening he saw a clear view of his entire studio. Someone had been
watching his session with Louise! Someone, he saw, who also wore high
heels. The prints and scuffs in the dirt were clearly two pronged.

He tried to calm down, it had to be one of the other two girls. His garage
was too inconspicuous to draw attention to anyone that wasn't looking for
it. He cursed himself for not having specified a date for each one of them.
Clearly another girl had come looking for his services, not gotten an
answer on the doorbell and come around back to inspect. But how long ago?
And why hadn't they raised the alarm?

Jefferson remembered with a rush the strange thud he'd heard from outside
this very window. It had happened right after he'd fired his primary
flashbulb. Had he knocked the mystery guest out? "I should start walking."
he mumbled, because he'd specifically said it too quietly for Louise to
hear. But the girl outside this window had heard it. And after the hour she
had taken off, still susceptible to suggestion, and imprinted with his
earliest commands. he hurried inside to grab his mobile unit. Who knew what
that girl could be up to?

--

Cindy sucked noisily on Jerome's black cock. He was slouched, naked on a
loveseat, smirking down at the white girl working diligently between his
legs. She had been stripped down to a pair of lacy silk panties and her big
bare breasts kept rubbing against his thighs. It was clear to him that she
had never tackled a monster like his with her mouth before, but she more
than made up for her lack of experience with enthusiasm. "You like that,
doncha girl?"

She took her lips off his cock just a moment, staring at it with a look of
awe and apprehension. "I love it." she gasped, almost not believing the
words had tumbled out of her mouth. Her hand ran up the slick wet shaft,
fascinated with the uncircumcised foreskin. It was twelve inches, she
figured. More than twice as long and much thicker than the white one her
boyfriend had. Her fingers couldn't circle its girth, and Jerome's fat
balls weighed down her other hand. "It's true that black men have big
cocks." she mumbled, almost in a trance, then renewed her blowjob efforts.

Jerome knew his dick was huge, regardless of color. But the girl recited
the myth with such innocence that he thought she might genuinely believe
it. She was definitely into his cock. Though she had looked somewhat
frightened when she first saw it. Now she couldn't get enough, running her
lips along his bigness as if she loved the taste. He had to actually pull
himself out of her mouth as she got a little too excited in her
ministrations.

"Easy baby, I wanna get in that pussy o yours."

"Oh." She seemed frightened again, "I'm not sure."

Jerome let his cock smack her on the face a couple times. "Aw c'mon girl,
you know you want to try it. Stand up and take those panties off, lemme see
what you got."

Jerome was really a jerk, but she was finding it difficult to say no to
him. She got up slowly, turning around to peel the lingerie off her pale,
plump ass. "Oh shit, it's really blonde!" he reached out and fingered her
mound. Cindy quivered with the contact, frighteningly pleasurable as he
worked a finger into her pussy. "Nice and tight, pink and white." Jerome
fancied himself a rapper. He jiggled her ass cheeks a bit and slapped them.
"Turn around a few, get a good look at ya."

Cindy began turning at the prompting of his hands on her hips. He stopped
her to find her clit, she was breathing deeply as he rubbed it. "Bend
over." she did, her full breasts swinging ponderously. He began tweaking
her pink nipples. He saw her bite her lower lip, then look down hungrily at
his hardon. "You want that cock, don't you baby?" She nodded, still sucking
her lip in. "Say it for me."

"I. want your cock."

"In yo pussy." He chimed, working a finger inside of her for emphasis.

"In my pussy." She sounded a little strained almost, as if she was fighting
the feelings.  But the white girl's pussy was the wettest he'd ever felt.

"Get on all fours there. Do some doggy."

Cindy complied, getting onto her hands and knees on a ragged old throw rug,
shaking with the anticipation of being penetrated by a cock so big. "I've.
never done it like this before." she sensed him setting up behind her, felt
his big hand on her ass cheek.

"Don't worry, I've done it tons of times." Jerome slapped his hand between
her thighs, spreading her legs just a little wider. His big cock bumped her
butt, then she felt its thick wetness in her ass crack, sliding backwards.
She shuddered as it slid over her anus, a strangely pleasurable shudder,
then she felt the big head against her pussy lips.

"Sh- should you wear a condom?" He was rubbing the head up and down her
slit slowly, the sensations were incredible.

"I'm too big for em." He said off handedly, then began to press forward.

"God." she whispered as it started to sink into her. He had the tip in,
working it around with his hand to juice her up. "God. " she closed her
eyes with the feeling. It was like her pussy had been waiting for it.

"Feels good?" Jerome squeezed her ass cheek, loving the smooth white
beneath his callused black hand.

"Yes but. just go easy. " Cindy already felt like he was stretching her a
bit, and he had only put the head in. "You're twice as big as my
boyfriend."

Jerome chuckled, she really was into him if she was cheating on someone out
of the blue. "Then you definitely gonna enjoy this," he squeezed her other
butt cheek, "you got good ghetto booty for a white girl. Built for big
black dick." He worked the head around, and the girl beneath him shuddered,
drawing breath in sharply.

Cindy couldn't process it as he pushed in the first two inches of his
shaft. He was such a tight fit she could feel his foreskin peeling back
inside her. It reminded her he wasn't wearing a condom, and she moaned with
the realization that it was the first unprotected penis to enter her. Her
first bareback was black. Jerome moved his hips around to get the fourth
and fifth inches in. Something powerful was building in her pussy.

"So big." she gasped as his thickness probed virgin depth. His cock head was
now rubbing a distinct spot inside her, working back and forth as it tried
to burrow further. "Oh! Oh god!" Her pussy tweaked, ballooning up in
orgasm. She gasped in alarm and amazement as the cock kept coming, another
cum already building.

"Definitely built for black cock." Jerome grunted. Cindy had to agree. That
spot inside her had just given her the first orgasm of her young life, all
earlier experiences having just been proven fakes. Her boyfriend would
never have been able to reach that part of her, only black cock could do
that.

The added lubrication provided by her orgasm made Jerome's job easier, and
Cindy came three more times just within the process of pushing his cock in.
Both girl and gangbanger groaned as Jerome's balls slapped softly against
her thighs. He ground it around in amazement as Cindy moaned like an
animal.

"Damn girl. what'd I tell you?" He was a little out of breath,
concentrating to make his first experience with white pussy last. "Ain't no
bitch ever taken my whole big thang." He started to work it out, then back
in with short strokes.

"Ooh ooh, yes. God!" she was whimpering with every thrust. The big thing
had her stretched to the limit, rubbing every nerve in her pussy
simultaneously. "It's so huge!" she moaned as Jerome began fucking her with
just over half of his monstrous cock.

"You like that cock bitch?" Jerome panted as he began slamming the whole
thing home. Her entire body had a jiggle to it, making him work it all
faster and harder, loving the way he made her shake. It was all Cindy could
do to keep her arms up and supporting her.

"Yyyyessss. God yes! I love your big cock! Fuck me with your black cock!"

Her words sent him into the home stretch, and he leaned over her back,
grabbing a bit tit in both hands for leverage. Pounding into her, stinging
her thighs with his heavy, swelling balls, Jerome bellowed as his nuts
contracted and the biggest load of his life shot straight into Cindy's
womb.

Being studded by such a big cock had Cindy seeing stars. She felt
completely owned as he enveloped her body, pumping her full of his sperm.

She had cum again, her biggest orgasm yet. And she had realized as she
moaned and mewled and writhed that the key to her mystery and her long
night's confusion was buried one foot deep in her tight, straining pussy.
She, Cindy, was hooked on black cock.

Jerome would never know how lucky he was to have hollered at her this
particular night. He only thought he was a stallion, having finally done
what he always figured he could. Turn a frightened, pretty white girl into
a whore for his big black cock.

The next morning, Jerome was spooning up behind Cindy, working his cock
deep into her ass. She was loving it, begging for more. A distracting ring
came from her cell phone, in her purse three feet away. "Just keep going."
she gasped while Jerome continued stuffing her. After the first series
ended, the phone began to ring again. "Christ." Cindy moaned.

"You better answer that, bitch, and tell them to stop callin. Distractin my
shit back here." Jerome kept working at her asshole as Cindy reached over
and pulled the phone out.

The caller id said it was Marisa, and it started ringing again. "Ooof,
Marisa?"

"Cindy! Where are you? Things are insane and-"

"Marisa could you- ooh! call me back later?"

"What?! But what about last night? Are you alright?" Marisa's voice sounded
like it was a thin echo through the phone.

"I'm fine- mmph fine Marisa. Just call me b-"

"Cindy, what are you doing?!" It was panic on the other end, but Cindy
didn't care. Jerome had just worked in another inch.

"Gawd. if you must know 'Rissa I'm with a boy. Gaaawd! A man, a real big
man. And I really need him to concentrate on what he's. doing." Cindy hung
up and turned the phone off. She returned to more important matters. "How
much is in Jerome?"

"Bout half. You want more?"

"Please Jerome? Please give me more."

"You got it slut."


Part 3


Marisa lost Cindy's signal at the tail end of what sounded like moaning. Her cellular went to a dial tone and she dropped it as if it were boiling. Cindy's labored cry had been familiar, not so different from the one Louise had made last night. Last night when Marisa had seen Louise getting her asshole stretched, stuffed full of thick black cock. Marisa shook her head of the image, feeling a flutter in her pussy. Had the same thing happened to both Cindy and Louise? Within the space of twelve hours? It was impossible. Cindy had been the one to call her, to tell her something was going on at Jefferson's photo shop. The girl wouldn't have just wandered off, found this "boy" she had referred to and started copying Louise. It was... about as unlikely as Louise opening her asshole for a fat black man in his fifties...

Marisa pressed the brake and pulled her car to the side of the road. She had begun shaking again. It was becoming more regular, a sick stress in her stomach. The feeling had worn at her throughout the whole night. She should tell someone, her parents, the police... She had finally remembered Cindy, and now things were worse, like some kind of twilight zone. What if it was something like blackmail? Would she just humiliate her friends? Get them in more trouble? She needed to know more about what was going on.

But how? What could she figure out? She had been circling the freeways from sunset to this morning, trying to think up a reasonable plan of action. Marisa was a smart girl, an academic star at her high school, possibly even ivy league material. It wasn't often she couldn't piece things together. But the past night her train of thought had been getting constantly derailed. Sent off course by the image of Jefferson's garage.

Louise on all fours, pale flesh getting pink with exertion. Jefferson mounting the girl from behind, looking like a bloated, black, half-shaved gorilla. The filthy old bed had been barely able to support them, squeaking and groaning, bending with every thrust. He had set up video cameras, recording the action, capturing the sight of his black dong burrowing deeply between Louise's round white ass cheeks. Her friend had begged for it, professed her love for it. Gasping and moaning in helpless, slutty pleasure.

Marisa's eyes snapped open, she had fallen half asleep. She was sweating a bit, flustered. She looked down to find her right hand shoved tightly into her khakis, diddling like mad. She was masturbating! Fulfilling the urge she had fought all night. Now her subconscious had betrayed her. Marisa willed herself to stop. But she was close... her loins slick and her clit fattening. She had to stop. If she came now it would be riding her wave of thoughts about Louise. And Jefferson. And his big, "Unh. Black, Ooh! Cock! ooh! cock..." Marisa thrashed within her car seat, humping her fingers. It was her biggest cum ever, lasting for what felt like forever. It soaked her panties, seeped through the crotch of her khakis. She caught sight of her eyes in the rear view mirror. They were wild with lust, raw and desirous. They terrified her as she began to recover, trying to catch her breath.

She felt like crying, so tired and confused. "What's going on?" she whined letting her eyelids slide shut. Marisa gasped as her fingers started moving again, realizing she had not taken her hand from her pants. "No." She said out loud. But her fingers persisted. Thoughts of black cock persisted. 'One more good one...' some recess of her brain quipped, 'black cock makes you horny'. Her left hand joined in and undid her fly, working her hips loose from the waistband, giving her better leverage into her pussy.

The itch in her womb shoved self-loathing aside and her devious left hand tweaked both her hardened nipples. "her ass..." she moaned as her sticky middle finger teased down to her anus.

Marisa spent three hours on the shoulder, cumming nine times before she collapsed on the steering wheel, horrified with herself. She might have kept going, she thought, if her fingers weren't so sore, her crotch so raw. She had to get home and sleep. And then she had to figure out what was wrong. What had happened to her and her friends.

***

"You boys seen any white girls?" Jefferson waddled towards the two wannabe gangbangers on their front porch. The young men looked at each other, then at their fat old neighbor. Jerkoff Jefferson from two blocks over, as ugly as he had ever been, sweat stained and still carrying that damn camera.

"What, was she yo niece or somethin?" The other of Jerome's friends chuckled. Jefferson frowned.

FLASH

***

Cindy was still naked, kneeling beneath Jerome's kitchen table. She could taste some of her ass still on his unwashed cock, but it couldn't keep her from savoring the deliciousness of his penis. She hoped he would cum in her mouth this time.

"Slut slow down a bit..." she heard from up above, "brutha tryin to eat breakfast up here."

"O-ay..." she tried to say around his meat, slowing the stroke of her lips along his shaft. God she loved black cock. She understood now why Louise had been masturbating for Jefferson.

The thought reminded her of her phone call to Marisa the previous night, jolting into her memory the reason Marisa had called her this morning. Cindy probably shouldn't have snipped at her friend like that. She also should have probably gone home by now, or called her parents or something. But she just couldn't resist the throbbing black cock in her mouth. She pulled the foreskin down and wiggled her tongue into Jerome's pee slit, rolling a drop of sweet precum over her taste buds and swallowing it down her throat. Cindy was so focused on her blowjob that she didn't hear the pounding on the door.

***

It took a lot of knocking to get Jerome to even look through his peep hole. When Jefferson saw the tiny light behind the glass ball go black, he held his flashbulb up and fired. After that it was easy.

He found Cindy knelt beneath the kitchen table, entirely naked and as thoroughly fucked as one would expect a hot white girl to be given the circumstances. Jerome had gone to the door just as naked, his cock still moist from Cindy's latest sucking. The kid was well hung, Jefferson noted, and it seemed from Jerome's erection that the young man had actually been keeping pace with the hypnotized girl's enhanced sex drive. Jefferson marveled at the coincidence, that the girl could have come across a fairly genuine black stud at random. Almost none of his brainwashing had been defied. Most of it had been strengthened. Of course he was pissed he hadn't gotten into the girl first, but there would be plenty of time for that later. Right now he needed information.

"Cindy, you've been a very bad girl."

"But what-"

"You weren't supposed to try black cock until I taught you all about it. That's what I was doin with Louise yesterday."

Cindy's eyes felt a little sore, but the old man was making sense. Jefferson saw her nodding and he continued. "But you went peeping and got jealous and went looking for some black cock of your own..."

"Yes... but I don't remember why I-"

FLASH

"Sometimes young white women get confused when they come across black cock, Cindy. They forget things because they're so horny. Because all they can think about is dark meat."

Cindy nodded again. That definitely fit her M.O. lately. She looked over at Jerome, sitting rigidly on the other end of the couch, staring straight ahead into space. He was doing a very good job of not listening to them, as Jefferson had instructed. His cock was still hard though, jutting out at an angle. Cindy licked her lips. "I guess that makes sense."

"Well let's retrace your steps Cindy. You saw me teaching Louise about black cock... tell me what you did."

"I guess I was confused. I didn't know then how good black cock was. I didn't understand why Louise was getting naked for you."

"Don't tell me what you thought. Tell me what you did."

Cindy paused, an alarm going off somewhere in the back of her head. Was it a lost memory? Something important. But it almost felt as if she was trying to not remember. It came in a rush.

"I made a phone call..."

***

Marisa woke with a start. Had it all been a dream? She winced as she shifted beneath the sheets. Her clit was hypersensitive, a leftover from her masturbation marathon. It was all real.

It was dusk outside. She grabbed her wristwatch. It read 6pm and the day had rolled over. Thirty six hours. The dreams had made it feel even longer. Jefferson and Louise. Jefferson and Cindy. Jefferson and herself... she cleared her head, keeping fingers well away from the spasm in her pussy.

It was surreal going through her morning rituals in the evening, but the routine was comforting. In the shower she shampooed, letting it soak as she carefully shaved her legs. She had to bite her lip a little as she moved the razor delicately over her crotch, gently taking away all but the thin strip of brown curls she kept well-trimmed atop her slit. It was a very tight pussy, as only made sense, since it had never had more than two of her own fingers inside it. She had lied about having had sex to her friends a few times, but Marisa was a virgin, and intended to stay that way until she was married. Or maybe if she met the right man in college. It was no wonder that all this lusting and slutting for black cock had her flabbergasted.

As she dried off she stared at herself in the mirror, her snubbish but pretty features staring back thoughtfully. Brushing the towel across her breasts got a zing out of her nipples. She rubbed a finger against one of them, finding it very responsive. The dark brown nubbin swelled quickly, the whole of her silver dollar sized areola puffing up, jutting out about an inch. She watched it in the mirror, well apportioned with her C-cup breasts, working perfectly against her lightly tan skin color. It made her think, back to the first day in the photo shop...

They had all gotten aroused that day, Marisa and her two friends. The studio garage was the connection. But what had happened? Had Jefferson done something to them? She refused to believe it was some kind of black man's libido. She had heard they could arouse young women, that they all had big cocks. But it didn't make academic sense, and that was something Marisa had a very firm grasp of.

She pulled on denim shorts and a pink tank top, nearing a sense of numbing calm. She had just resolved to take the matter to her parents when the doorbell rang.

***

"I'm sorry, I don't think Marisa's feeling well today."

"Can we see her anyway? We wanted to talk to her about something..." Louise smiled brightly at Marisa's mother. Cindy followed suit.

"Well I don't want to wake her, could you maybe come back tomorrow?" The middle aged woman couldn't place what was off about Marisa's two friends. Despite their smiles they both looked like they could use a little beauty sleep themselves.

"That's fine," laughed Cindy, "Oh hey, smile for the camera!"

FLASH

***

It took almost no time for Jefferson to get in the door. The girl's mother seemed remarkably susceptible to the hypnosis of the new flashbulb, readily believing the black man was both a military policeman and a close friend of the family.

Jefferson would have liked to move on Marisa's house earlier, but he had wanted Cindy and Louise to help infiltrate. Getting the girls ready to be his new helpers had taken time, particularly when added to fucking the living daylights out of them.

Sitting all three in the kitchen, Jefferson crept down the hall into each bedroom. Finding the last door on the left closed, he hefted his second, more powerful mobile unit and flung it open.

"Huh..." he said, after a quick search of the premises. The girl was nowhere to be found. He would have to grill the mother some more.

***

When the doorbell rang Marisa had peeked outside between her blinds. Louise's car was parked in the street, she could hear her and Cindy's voices. But the car wasn't empty, a large figure was looming in the passenger seat.

Closing her own door behind her, padding quickly to the bathroom, Marisa had slid out a back window, praying Jefferson hadn't seen the heels of her shoes. She heard him burst into her bedroom as she crept around the back of the house. Almost too terrified to peer through any more windows, Marisa craned her neck to look through the glass door of the kitchen.

Jefferson's fat ass filled most of her vision. He had just walked in and turned around, facing her mom and two friends. What followed defied every academic thought in Marisa's young head.

The photographer pointed his camera at her mother and began to take pictures. Or at least work the flashbulb. He asked her questions while he did it, about Marisa and her habits and she answered, carefully, shaking her head every once in a while from the bright strobe in her eyes.

"Tell me, has your daughter mentioned anything strange lately?" Jefferson asked. Marisa's mother shook her head.

"No Jeff, nothing lately." This seemed to relax him, he worked his shoulders around a bit.

"I guess we'll just wait for her here then." the black man cocked his head to one side. "Y'know maam I'm curious what color your nipples are..."

The words shocked Marisa so much she gagged, not hearing what Jefferson said next. There was another flash, and to Marisa's horror, her mother began to pull off her shirt. Cindy helped undo the bra.

"Dark brown, just like your daughter..." chuckled Jefferson, taking another picture.

Marisa ran. Her mind reeled worse than ever before. Hypnosis... or something like it. It was ridiculous, though the only explanation. But who could she go to? Who could she trust? Who would believe her? Her father would just go charging into the problem. She didn't want to think about what Jefferson would do to him. She thought briefly about going back in there with her eyes shut, trying to take the camera away. But she didn't know for sure how Jefferson was using it. She couldn't hope to fight off the giant anyway, even if he was old. She saw Louise's car on the street behind her. The passenger door was open.

She started thinking fast. If it was the only car they had... Marisa ran to the car door, shoved her head inside. The keys were in the ignition. If she took this car she could strand the photographer in the suburbs. She could burn rubber out to his neighborhood while he waited at her house. The risk of being heard gave her chills, but if he did notice he'd have to call a cab or hypnotize someone into a ride. She could get into his studio, grab some kind of evidence and make it to a police station before it was too late. Not knowing if she could count on her brain in its frenzy, she jumped inside anyway. It was the only plan she had.

***

Jefferson didn't even hear the car starting. He was too busy showing Marisa's mother how to fuck. "Picture Cindy as yourself, Darla." Marisa's mom watched as Cindy climbed onto the marital bed, straddling Jefferson's huge, naked frame.

Jefferson had been stressed out for two days and apparently over nothing. Marisa would have told her parents if she'd seen him with Louise or made any assumptions from Cindy's phone call. The girl was probably out at the library where she spent a lot of time alone, and Louise was standing guard in the kitchen to detain her or her father when they returned. In the meantime Jefferson was going to relax, try out Cindy's pussy again, and possibly break in another. Depending upon how powerfully susceptible Marisa's mother, Darla, was to the flashbulbs.

"You're remembering our affair Darla. You tried to forget it because of the guilt but now you're remembering how much black cock made you cum..." Cindy moaned as her pussy slid down easily over ten inches of Jefferson's cock. That kid Jerome had started this girl off good, but Jefferson's dick was a little bit thicker and still proved too much for the blonde's young pussy.

"My god, Jeff. It's stretching me out!" exclaimed Darla, staring at Cindy's loins spilling over the brim with black snake. Jefferson grinned. She was in fact, extremely susceptible to his methods.

A half hour later he laid Marisa's mother down naked on the same bed, Cindy now the spectator as he began to work his cock into Darla's pussy. "Ooh! It's been so long, Jeff! You'll have to stretch me out again!" Darla giggled as she wrapped her legs around the fat man's frame. Jefferson grabbed her hips at the edge of the bed and began to do just as she asked. Darla did not shave her pussy like her daughter, but she was otherwise quite similar, with the expected differences of twenty-two years or so. Her breasts were still nice and full and it was fun to watch her laugh lines scrunch up each time he thrust forward. He knew this was the perfect preamble to fucking the third eighteen-year old, this woman's own daughter.

A broad grin spread over his face as yet another fresh pussy began to hungrily swallow his huge black dick. He had known Darla about an hour and a half. Clearly his new flashbulbs were the future. And he had no reason to believe he couldn't refine them to the point where they'd be this effective on women who weren't horny, neglected housewives, which he was fairly certain Darla was. This whole little incident could have been a disaster, but he had handled it smoothly. There wasn't anything to stop him anymore.

***

About the time her mother took twelve inches, Marisa pulled into Jefferson's neighborhood. Parking the car at a safe distance she walked swiftly down the street, finding the dilapidated old house, the garage waiting in back of it. It was dark inside, deserted.

Jefferson had removed her flowerpot, she searched for something else to stand on but only found a few bricks. Trying to jump up into the window only bought her two scraped knees, her arm strength failing quickly. She needed another way in. Walking around the side where the actual garage door was, she found it. A plastic flap doggy door that clearly hadn't been used in ages. Pushing her hand through, it squeaked a little more than she'd have liked but it was definitely open.

Glad she had worn a simple outfit, Marisa lay down on her side and began to work her shoulders through the opening. She thought grimly to herself as she began to wiggle inside that neither Cindy nor Louise could have pulled this off. Her breasts barely cleared it and she had to stay on her side to keep her hips from getting caught. Finally she pulled her thighs through, got her feet underneath her and stood up behind the old backdrop Jefferson used.

Heart pounding, Marisa stepped around the green felt and let her eyes adjust to the gloom. She could only make out vague shapes - the computer desk, the ratty bed with its covers strewn. She groped her way over to the workbench, perhaps he had an extra camera? Extracting one device with a flashbulb on top, Marisa held it up to the dim light of the window. It looked a lot like the one Jefferson had had in her kitchen. She'd have to take her chances with the camera, but maybe she could find something else.

She found that all the devices were digital, and remembered the live feed he had sent into his computer monitor. Marisa shivered as she approached the screen that had given her such a clear view of her friend's ass being violated. She was almost certain now that Louise had been hypnotized, that the acts were wrong and wickedly motivated. But her pussy still began to moisten at the memory, "not now" she whispered to herself as she flipped the computer on.

The wallpaper that blurred to life on the monitor shocked her. Marisa vaguely recognized the redheaded woman who had first taken their picture on the beach. Though it took her a second to discern the familiar features around the enormous black cock the woman was sucking. The full shot showed the redhead was not only sucking, but fucking two more cocks, one beneath her, skewering her pussy, the other from behind, very likely in her ass.

It all made sense then, thought Marisa as she began scanning through file folders. Jefferson had used his hypnosis on this woman and gotten her to go out in public and help him in his cause. That was why she and her friends had come here in the first place, and while here he must have planted something in Louise and Cindy's minds. Something to make them want black cock. Marisa wondered if she was too intelligent for hypnosis to work on her.

With a little gasp she realized that her fingers were rubbing her crotch, stroking her mound through the tight denim shorts. The picture of the redhead getting gangbanged had gotten her going. It didn't matter, she decided. She could work the mouse with one hand and she'd have her evidence soon. She grabbed a random floppy disk and shoved it into the drive. A particular folder grabbed her eye - Girls: 1st Session. She clicked it open, a picture of the three of them in dirty old chairs before the backdrop, smiling. It had a footnote in a text bar; "Cindy, Louise, Marisa."

As she clicked through the series of the digital pictures, Marisa's horror mounted. First came the shot of all three of them with their tops off, still smiling like nothing had changed. There were close ups of their breasts with more footnotes. Louise's read; "made nipples 10x more sensitive". Marisa almost screamed as she saw all three of them pulling their pants off, then bending their asses towards camera in the next shot. Inserts followed, thongs off, pussies visible. Cindy's blonde curls were footnoted with; "probably dyed". Marisa remembered none of this, yet it was all terribly familiar. She clicked forward and saw her own tidy pussy on the screen. She felt sick, cold and then-- horny. The next shot had Jefferson's schlong in it.

Marisa jolted, a little moan escaping her throat. Her fingers had ducked up the leg of her shorts, bypassing the denim and teasing past her panties. They ran up and into her slit, dipping past her outer folds and into her tight little hole. The shot showed Louise in a trance, Jefferson's cock head just inside her lips. There was another much like it with Cindy. "Ohhh, no." Groaned Marisa as she clicked forward and saw herself mouthing a big black cock.

The hand working the mouse put the pictures on slideshow then raced to undo her zipper. Her tight shorts and panties came off in a shot, shoved down to her ankles for total access to her pussy. She had to get off. There was black cock on her lips. She had to make herself cum. As the slideshow progressed Jefferson put them all through various poses. His cock rubbing over her face. His cock in one of their hands. His cock between each girl's breasts. Then they were on the bed. Louise first. Missionary. Doggy. A shot of his cock head against the girl's puckered asshole. Cindy was again given much the same treatment; laid out, then on all fours, then a close-up of her anus. Marisa began to cum like crazy. She saw herself on that bed, a black cock at the threshold of her pussy.

"Unh. Unhhh!" She grunted as her own hands sent her over the brink. One pulled her clit. One slid beneath her tank top and fiercely pinched her nipples. The sensation was almost painful as her womb seemed to burst with fresh cum. The warm juices soaked her palm.

As her first orgasm subsided Marisa's fingers began working on another. "God," she breathed throatily, "I just can't-" Marisa paused, and read the last footnote. It was a shot of her in doggy, she could see Jefferson's cock head was actually inside her, nestled between the lips of her well-kept girlhood. The caption read; "virgin! told to masturbate when she thinks of black cock, wants black cock to pop her cherry."

Marisa stared. Dumbfounded. Mouth gaping. She would have sat frozen except her fingers were busily masturbating. "Oooooh..." she cooed despite herself. A memory drifted through the mist of her lust, it had the voice of Jefferson--

**Marisa, you've saved yourself a long time. You want your first time to be special. You know black men have great big cocks and know how to please a girl. So you want black cock to make you a woman. When black cock takes your cherry it will make you cum like crazy. You will realize you're a slut for black cock. You'll love it in all your holes. For the rest of your life Marisa. The only cocks you fuck will be black.**

"Nooo-" Marisa moaned. But the words kept repeating themselves, and her fingers kept stroking her. She had to get black cock out of her mind. With tremendous effort she tore her eyes away from the image of her pussy on the screen. She was able to slow down a little, **for the rest of your life**. She took her hand off her nipples, grabbed the mouse and hit 'save'. The slideshow closed. She kept her eyes averted from the redhead getting reamed, grabbed her disk and spun in the chair. Marisa almost dropped her precious evidence.

In the glow of the monitor she'd turned on, she could now make out Jerome, sleeping naked on the bed. She had no idea who he was, besides a thuggish looking black boy. All she could focus on was his raging hardon. Twelve firm inches of crowbar cock, blue-black in the computer light, veins puffing, almost pulsing visibly as it jutted off at an angle from the slumbering boy's hips. It seemed to call to her, seemed to swell a little beneath her gaze - its shiny head pushing out a little further from the extra, fleshy foreskin.

"God no--" whispered Marisa. She had to get out of here. Had to run right now. It took every ounce of willpower she had to turn and step away. She began to tumble with a shock, her shorts still fettering her ankles.

Jerome woke to a crash. The sound of computer junk straying from the desk to the floor. He snapped his head around, catching just a glimpse of a tight little backside scrambling, then hopping behind Jefferson's backdrop.

Marisa struggled in the cramped space behind the green felt. It was still dark within in the nook and it took her a second to find the pet door. Shoving the disk through first she let it clatter to the driveway, then pushed her head and shoulders outside. Cursing her breasts as they barely squeezed through the portal, Marisa saw several dimples of light splotch the asphalt in front of her. The boy had turned on the lights. It sent her into a frenzy, feet kicking to get leverage. But the floor of the garage was cement and more slick than the driveway. She couldn't get traction. Desperately she pushed her shoes against the backdrop, it only gave way and started tumbling. Now clawing at the asphalt, she shifted to use both her arms, feeling herself pull forward. Suddenly she stopped. She was gasping on her stomach, her arms giving out. Her hips were too wide, and jammed in the opening.

Jerome flipped the lights on and found a small pair of denim shorts beside the computer chair. A pair of pink panties was marinating inside, coated with feminine arousal. The backdrop collapsed then, and he could make out a struggle beneath it. Pulling the cloth and screen stand out of the way Jerome got the sight of his life.

A perfectly round, beautifully smooth and lightly tanned ass was wedged this side of a doggy door. It undulated and flexed as two equally toned legs pushed feebly at the garage floor. He could hear a girl sucking air on the other side.

Since Jerome had met Jefferson at his doorstep two days ago, he had seen some tripped out stuff. Two pretty white girls going down on the fat old black man, for instance. This still took the cake.

"Girly, girl? I see you. Or yo ass anyway." The legs stopped kicking, the breaths got short. "Is yo name Marisa?"

"No" said a tired little voice. Jerome knelt to get a closer look.

"Oh I think it is..." he peered down past her tightening ass cheeks, getting an eyeful of a carefully shaven pussy. "Yup, recognize that cootch anywhere." His words caused a brief storm of kicking. He evaded it easily and with a gasp her ire seemed to fade. "Whoa girl. I think you're stuck."

Jerome had thought 'standing guard' over someone's garage was stupid. But Jefferson had told him he would have to do it if he wanted to be a real porn star. Now here was the girl Jeff had warned him about. Upon closer inspection, Jerome noticed the girl's pussy, like her underwear, was dripping with her own juices. The smell was intoxicating and his big cock leapt, as if to remind him it was erect, throbbing in the air.

Marisa thought she felt hot breath on her vulva, teasing the few hairs on her pussy. She shuddered, then jumped, tensing as a big hand touched her bare ass. It was joined by another and they began to squeeze. A surge went through her spine, the spasm back in her pussy. More scared of the sudden arousal than anything, Marisa put her last shred of strength into her next struggle. She bucked, pulled, kicked and grabbed. She didn't move an inch. The boy's drawl came back through the garage door.

"Yup, definitely stuck." Marisa tried to catch her breath as the hands slid down her thighs. "Shoes could be dangerous though..." both her legs were grabbed, she felt her sneakers get pulled off. They made a small thud from inside as he tossed them away, letting her sock clad feet loose. The hands began sliding back up her thighs.

"I'll scream..." she tried to say with courage.

"People scream all the time in this neighborhood. Never does any good." drawled the voice. Marisa looked around, realizing that the way the driveway curved, this side of the garage was totally secluded from the street or any windows. The voice continued, "Plus I've got a hunch you won't scream much anyway. Least not for help..."

"Huuuuuhhhh..." Marisa's throat made an airy noise as the hands moved to the inside of her thighs. She tried to tell herself it was weakness. Physical weakness and the boy was doing it all. But she knew deep down that she was horny as hell. She had diddled herself near orgasm at the computer, and now a black boy had her heat rising again. Her legs began to spread apart of their own lustful will. They were quivering beneath his massage. And slowly, imperceptibly they pushed her ass up more into the air. Marisa hated herself but couldn't help it as she gave the second man ever, another black one, a close up view of her tight, naked pussy. The breath was back, hot then cool then hot on her forbidden flesh.

Jerome studied a while at the cleft peach of Marisa's pussy, bulging out between her thighs. He brought his fingers up to the springy little slit.

"Ooooh god---" the girl moaned as callused fingers slid all over her entrance, then pushed inside. The boy's hands were far bigger than her own, and all Marisa could think of despite herself was 'he's better at it than I am...' The digits plucked at her clitoris, which felt impossibly engorged. They worked in circles in her hole. As he tugged a little at her few remaining pubic hairs her own hands went wild, pressing her shoulder to the pavement so that she could pinch and twirl one nipple. When Marisa thought she might just die, Jerome stopped, his fingers moving carefully---

"Holy shit girl. You really is a virgin!" The word hit Marisa like a shot.

"I--- " **Marisa, you've saved yourself a long time.**

"Explains why you're so tight..." he rubbed at the drum of her hymen a little.

"Ooh. Oh." **You want your first time to be special.**

"Horny too..." he went back to the clit now, everything so slippery with her arousal.

"Unh." **black men know how to please a girl.**

"Only one thing to do I guess." The fingers left her hole, her slit. She heard the boy shuffling up behind her.

"No, please." she begged, feeling the hands back on her ass cheeks. Then there was a prong of burning flesh against her left buttock. **black men have great big cocks**

"You know what that is?" asked Jerome as he began to rub his cock against her ass. The girl was stuttering.

"Ye- yes." Marisa's mind pulled up a perfect image of the cock she had seen just a short while ago.

"What is it?" he prodded, letting it come to rest in her wide open ass crack. She shuddered at the contact with her anus.

"It's- it's your cock."

"Did you see it?"

"I- saw it..." with big veins and thick foreskin. She could almost feel it working over his shaft against her asshole.

"Describe it to me." Jerome began slapping his rigid bratwurst against her crack.

"It's... long and- thick." she felt him rub its length along her butt hole, until the head dropped and bobbed and smacked against her clit. "Oh!" She yelped. He took it in his hand to begin rubbing the tip over her taut, slick opening.

"Yup, what else?"

"Oh... it's- hard." She felt her tight lips push inward, then spring back out, now hugging at the giant cock head. It was like getting a ping pong ball wedged up inside her. "Ooh! and- uncircumcised."

She heard Jerome chuckle behind her, just the second man ever to penetrate her tunnel, and he was black. Only black cock had ever been inside her pussy. "And?" The cock head had pushed in all the way, her twat like a vise. But the girl was so wet he had yet to meet resistance.

"Gawd it's big!" she whimpered, squirming on the end of his dick, so frightened of what was about to happen. The words Jefferson had spoken still had power over her. The implications were earth shattering if a black cock were to fuck her. And now she was trapped, her pussy at the mercy of a horny black boy, who was poised to stuff her completely with his thick, dark salami. "Gawd it's big!" was all that came out of her mouth.

"You know why?"

**black men have great big cocks**

Marisa felt her mind begin to cave. "It's black! You're pushing your big black cock in my pussy!"

"Do you like it?"

**You want your first time to be special**

Her words started flowing of their very own volition. "Yes I've been- dreaming about it -- I've been saving myself for it!"

"Savin yourself for what?" Jerome had pushed in two inches of his shaft. It was getting cramped inside her, his buck cock pushing, straining at her maidenhead.

**you want black cock to make you a woman**

"I want a black man to- to take my cherry!" Marisa whined, feeling the two big hands grip and squeeze her buttocks.

"You got it girl."

**When black cock takes your cherry it will make you cum like crazy.**

Marisa saw spots with the orgasm. With one powerful thrust Jerome's cock split her hymen, stretching virgin flesh out as it began tunneling deep inside her. Six whole inches found their way in before there was resistance. The girl yelped as he pulled back and slammed forward again, making it seven which he worked around in a circle. The girl started moaning like crazy, seeming to cum with every few seconds. Her words came out as strange gasps and mewlings.

"Oh God! Yes! Wait! I don't- fuck my pussy! With your biiiiig black cock! I'm a slut! ooh! no I- A slut for your black cock!" If somebody had happened back by Jefferson’s garage just then, they would have witnessed a strange thing. A pretty white girl in a pink tank top, stuck halfway through a doggy door, yelping not unlike an animal as she moaned and wiggled and tweaked her nipple.

The scene was more graphic inside, where Jerome had stuck in nine inches and really started fucking the girl. Marisa's socked feet slid helpless against the floor and her smooth tan ass jumped and quivered with every stroke. Jerome had a firm grip of her buttocks, he pulled one of his own feet beneath him to get some better leverage. His reward was the tenth inch of his black cock pounding into that peach.

"Fuck yeah slut. Here it cums."

"Ooh I love it!" images of her friends flashed through Marisa's mind, the sounds they had made when succumbing to black cock echoed in her own throat. Jerome's black dick exploded into her womb, triggering another massive orgasm. The boy kept fucking her until her pussy had sucked down every drop.

As Marisa recovered, sweating, gasping, hips bruised and a black cock still buried in her vagina, she could feel a small part of herself drifting away. This part knew she had been hypnotized, tricked. It knew the ramifications of what had just happened. It faded slowly. Once it was gone Marisa was sure of several things. She had wisely saved her virginity a long time, and now her pussy had been broken in properly, by a black man with a great big cock. She was a slut for black cock now. She wanted it in all her holes. For the rest of her life. Marisa would only fuck black cocks.

---

Jefferson took Darla's car home in no rush, leaving her with Cindy and Louise to taunt the now impotent husband of Marisa's household. Seeing Louise's car in the street surprised him a little, but not as much as what was going on inside his garage.

Jerome was where he had left him, splayed out naked on the bed. The kid tilted his head to look at him.

"Hey man, what's goin on?" Marisa was on all fours between Jerome's legs, naked with her titties hanging, wrapping her lips around the kid's cock head. Jerome grinned at the old man's expression, "Don't freak, I saved a little somethin for ya."

Marisa looked up from her work. "Hi Jeff." She smiled at him like he was an old friend. "Jerome said you had a huge black cock to break in my virgin asshole." Jefferson was already getting undressed.

As he spread the cool goo inside Marisa's rectum, he watched her head bob up and down on Jerome. "You know Marisa, I just fucked your mother in the ass." Jefferson mused as he lubed his cock and pushed the head against her sphincter. The girl whimpered around her cocksucking as her little rosebud spread wide around thick black cock. She pushed back for more in her anus.

"We could bring em both out here, make a hell of a movie." Chimed Jerome, squeezing the teenager's nipples.

"I like your instincts kid."

---

The private had just been bored. Hot and bored in a makeshift barracks north of Baghdad. The lieutenant's room might have had something worth stealing. But searching the lifer's quarters turned up just one thing. Now the private couldn't figure for the life of him why the lieutenant's only photo was a group portrait, of three white girls. Naked, kneeling and licking a huge black cock.

"That's my daughter on the right." the private almost jumped as the lieutenant came in smiling. The girl on the right had lightly tanned skin, pretty, snubbed features, and was tonguing two fat hairy balls. "Isn't she beautiful?"

The private stared at his superior, then back at the picture. He recognized something then. He'd seen one of the girls in a porno!

---

The director stared with a rare kind of awe as the black men approached his two newest starlets. Both Becky and Louise soon had a black porn star's dick in their mouths, pussies and assholes. Sucking, fucking and riding like pros. Pros who enjoyed their work. Becky was one of the most gorgeous redheads he'd ever seen. Louise was also beautiful, with a rack to die for, and she was only three months over eighteen.

"We're gonna make a mint on this one..." he thought out loud.

"So's that cat back east." chimed his cameraman.

"Where does he get these girls?"

---

Cindy had become an expert at sucking Jerome's cock. Right now she was bent over the shifter of his Bentley, twirling her tongue around him while they cruised at about 95 mph. Jefferson had given her to the kid as a reward for handling the Marisa situation. Jerome now knew everything about Photoshop 69's operations. He had a nagging feeling he had been hypnotized himself, somewhere early in his dealings with the old man. But what did he care? He had a pretty white girl, naked in his luxury ride giving the best head on earth. And there would be more. One more tomorrow for certain. With the money they had taken from various families, plus what their current sluts were making, pretty soon they wouldn't have to farm out their girls to other film companies. They could make their own movies, with a king's harem in sluts to be kept all for themselves.

---

Jenny couldn't believe it as she stepped from the cab onto the campus. She had really gotten into the ivy leagues! Seeing a chance to make a clean break of her unhappy high school days, Jenny had also gotten coifed and manicured for this day. Already she saw the grooming had paid off, catching the attention of numerous boys on the way to her dorm. Smart boys, charming boys with futures bright as hers. This was the beginning of her new, perfect life.

"Hi!" said the girl in her room. "I'm Marisa, guess we'll be roommates."

"Jenny." the leggy blonde smiled. Her roommate seemed wonderful too.

"Can I take your picture to capture this moment?" asked Marisa, holding up a fancy camera.

"Sure!" Jenny posed and smiled, filled to the brim with joy.

Later that night, Jenny's white pussy was filled to the brim with black cock. She corrected herself from the afternoon. THIS was the beginning of her new, perfect life.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! I love that big black thing!"

"You want it in your ass next Jenny." Jefferson wiggled a finger up the girl's butt. The dorm room had been transformed into a porn set, mini-lights and a couple cameras on tripods. Cindy was filming. Jerome was on standby, stroking his cock and ready for some tag team. Marisa still had the flash unit.

"What?" Jenny moaned as Jefferson thrust a foot of thick dong deep inside the girl. "That thing would kill me!" Cindy zoomed in on Jenny's jouncing b-cup breasts.

"Marisa?" motioned Jefferson. Marisa stepped around and held the camera before Jenny's eyes.

"You're gonna love it roomie."

FLASH

The End