28.7 A Family Falls (KXXX)

A Family Falls

An E&I University story

by KXXX

Based on the E&I universe of Stormbringer.

http://storiesbystormbringer.blogspot.com/p/e-timeline.html

Thanks to Aurachaotic, author of Afrikanos Kappa Gamma    

http://storiesbystormbringer.blogspot.com/p/afrikanos-kappa-gamma-e-university.html

which inspired this. I have also borrowed some of those characters.

Authors Note: While not required, I highly recommend reading E&I University

http://storiesbystormbringer.blogspot.com/p/28-e-university.html and Aurachaotic's story above first. They are excellent stories and they set up this one but it can be read alone. For those already familiar with the stories, this one starts in the middle of Afrikanos Kappa Gamma and ends a little while after it.

   June Summers was twenty-one years old, and a junior at Long Island University.

   She had a GPA of 3.5, and thanks to a lot of hard work and a pretty well thought out life plan she had been consistently following since high school she had a full scholarship.

   A year ago she  finally became a seated member of Kappa Gamma, the top sorority on campus.

   Everything seemed to be right on track for the 5' 9” ebony-haired beauty.

   Then came the day Kendall Lewison asked for a favor.

   June had just returned from class and was undressing to go take a shower when she heard a knock on her door. She opened to find the leader of her sorority standing outside her room. The brunette had been unusually busy the last few days and June had seen her walk off with several of their sisters, only to return alone. There was a party coming up, maybe she was going around and giving out assignments? “Hi Kendall. What's up?”

   “Are you busy?”

   June felt a rush of heat to her cheeks, and other places, as she realized Kendall was staring at her bra-clad breasts. “Not really. Why? What do you need?”

   “One of your minors is physical therapy isn't it?”  

   “That's right.” June had always loved giving massages, and decided to learn how to do it professionally so she would have options once she was out of school. “Why? Need some tension relieved?”

   Kendall shook her head. “Oh trust me, that's not a problem anymore. No, but I know someone who has a bad cramp and can't make it to the med center. I was wondering if you could take a look?”

   “I suppose. Give me a minute.” June thought it odd Kendall would come to her. The two of them had never been particularly close. She quickly got dressed and followed Kendall to one of the new black dorms, where she could hear loud music behind each door. It was also hot, and there was a pungent odor in the air. She crossed her arms over her chest to hide the fact her nipples were hard and throbbing. 

   Kendall knocked on one of the doors and opened it when a male voice inside said “Come in.” She was all smiles as she strode in. “Lex, it's me. How are you feeling?”

   In the middle of the room sat a mountain of a man, 6'4” at least, with an incredibly muscular physique and the darkest skin June had ever seen. And she could see most of it, for he was only wearing boxer shorts.

   He sneered. “How do you think?”

   “I brought someone who can help. June, this is Lex. Lex, this is June.”

   “Ken doll here says you have magic hands. That true?”

   June blinked. 'I thought she had a boyfriend?' It took her a moment to find her voice. She wasn't usually flustered around guys but something about Lex sent a surge of heat straight to her core. “Y-Yes.”

   “Good. Get over here and show me.”

   Kendall, apparently sensing her reluctance, rolled her eye. “Go on. He won't bite.” She chuckled as she gave the other girl a gentle shove. “Unless you ask nicely.”

   June stumbled, ending up on one knee in front of Lex. She started to get up but he put a hand on her shoulder to stop her and shook his head. He pointed to his right leg. She nodded and put her hands on him. She wasn't sure she could  manipulate muscles so large and hard but was going to give it her best shot. It was difficult to concentrate on what she was doing though, he smelled so good. And being this close, she couldn't help stealing a glance at his crotch. Her eyes went wide as she saw the enormous bulge, it looked like he had a snake in his boxers.

   “Like it?” Lex asked. She laughed when June's face turned beet red. “Nothing to be ashamed of, girl. Ladies always appreciate a real man. Ain't that right, Ken doll?” Kendall nodded. “You want to see?”

   June knew she should be offended. Hell, she should get up and leave right now. Instead, she nodded.

   “Good girl.” Kendall leaned back and casually locked the door, while June was completely fixated on Lex as he slowly pulled his boxers down and unleashed a monster. It was at least ten inches long, and several inches thick. Not quite fully hard it was still by far the biggest June had ever seen. “What do you think?”

   June gawked. “It's so glllmmphh...umff!” Her response was cut off as Lex suddenly thrust the entirety of his cock into her open mouth. Caught by surprise she slapped at his legs but all he did was grab the back of her head and laugh. She went cross-eyed as his now hard cock began fucking her throat.

   “Relax,” Kendall whispered in her ear. “And enjoy it. I did.”

   June was taken aback. For some reason her sorority sister had brought her here so this could happen and she wanted to be angry. But his scent was so intoxicating. In spite of herself she moaned. It felt so good, even though she could barely breath and was feeling light-headed. 'Maybe if I get him off, he'll let me go.' It took half an hour of sucking and licking but she finally felt his pace starting to quicken. Her jaw ached and she hoped it wouldn't be much longer. 'Please.' Then she felt a familiar trembling in her pussy. 'What?' She couldn't believe it but she was about to cum too, just from him fucking her mouth. 'Oh shit!' Her only body shook as an orgasm washed through her.

   Even as June was cumming, Lex grabbed the back of her head with both hands. “Get ready, bitch! Here it comes!” He pushed deep one last time and his whole massive frame went rigid as what felt like gallons of red hot semen erupted down her throat and filled her belly. It also gushed back out her still stuffed mouth, dripping on her clothes, and the feel of all that warm goo spreading everywhere made June orgasm again. “Fuck!” Lex pulled out of the raven-haired girl's mouth and let her slump to the floor, coughing and gasping for air. “I know you ain't no virgin. Not with skills like that.” He stood up and pulled off his boxers. “Too bad. I ain't fucked no virgin in a long time.”

   June sat in stunned disbelief as Kendall, not Lex, began to undress her. “Why?”

   “It's a secret, sweetie.” Kendall helped the other girl, now only in her underwear, stand and then took off her bra and panties as well. “A deep dark one.” She winked. “All yours.”

   June turned in time to see Lex reaching for her. She gasped as he grabbed her waist and lifted her off her feet while falling back into his chair. Her legs were sprawled on either side of  his lap and his massive cock was now rubbing up against the sensitive lips of her cleanly shaven pussy. She groaned. “Oh my god.”

   “You want some of this?” Lex began to slowly move his hips. She nodded. “I can't hear you.”

   “Yes.”

   “Yes what?”

   June lowered her head and whispered. “I want you...inside me.”

   “Louder.” Lex stopped moving. “Like you mean it!”

   “Oh god, I can't...I can't...” June began rubbing her pussy against his cock. It wasn't enough. “Inside me!” She couldn't take it anymore. “I want you inside me! Fuck me! Please!” Lex smirked, and with one easy movement lifted her up and impaled her on his big black cock. She threw her head back and screamed. “Fuck!”

   Lex began to piston in and out of her. Her 40-D breasts bounced in his face and he leaned forward to suck on one of her rock hard dark nipples. She squealed and came hard. He was right, she was no virgin, but back in high school sex was a minute or two of sweating and grunting at best. Lex had been hard longer than either of her old boyfriends and she'd had more orgasms in the last few minutes than the entire rest of her life.

   “Oh my god! Aaaahh! Oooooh! Yes! Aahh! Aaah! Yes! Fuck! I'm cumming! Ooooh!”

   This went on for almost an hour before June slumped into his arms and briefly passed out, waking to find her pussy aching and empty except for a fresh load of semen, and her body turned to face Kendall, who had her hand in her pants and was masturbating. “What's going on?” She felt something hard and thick rubbing between her ass cheeks and shook her head. “Wait! I've never....eeeyaah!” Lex shoved his cock into her ass. It hurt so much as he began to pump, albeit more slowly than he had her pussy. “Aaah! It hurts! Oh fuck! Aah! Don't...stop!”

   Eventually, June passed out again. She knew it must have been for longer this time, because she woke Lex was gone and she was dressed. She looked up at Kendall. “That was...unbelievable.”

   “Trust me. That was just the beginning. Welcome to project Deep Dark Secret.” The brunette smiled as she headed for the door. “Once you can walk again, go get some rest. You'll need it.”

   It did take a while for June to regain her strength, and she found she was walking rather bow-legged, but she didn't care who saw her. Right now she couldn't think about anything but getting more of that big black cock. She paused at one of the dorm room doors, where the music had stopped briefly and she could hear something slamming against a wall and lots of squealing and moaning. One of her sisters was getting the same treatment she had just received, and she envied them. “That must be the secret Kendall was talking about. The whole sorority?”

   In time, yes. She would later learn Kendall had gathered all the leaders together one afternoon and got them involved in a gang bang with several black students. From there it was a simple matter to lure the rest of the membership one or two at a time into a black dorm room to get their pussies stuffed and stretched like June. Before long even the freshmen pledges had been swept up in black lust. Now Kappa Gamma, the most popular sorority on campus, had been secretly turned into a house of debauchery. At least two of the live-in members spent much of the time they weren't in class in the house living room, naked, ready to be fucked by any black man who came knocking.

   June had, in fact, been gloriously spit-roasted by two football players that very morning. Her mouth and pussy were still store and she loved it. She had to get ready for class, unfortunately, so she went to take a shower. Later in the week she had her face buried in the light blonde curls of Nikki Haber's pussy while a big, bald black man was fucking her ass and the two girls were in competition for who would cum first. Nikki won. Then came Friday, when Kendall announced to the sorority there was going to be a party, and each of them should bring a guest.

   “Which ever one of you  causes the biggest spectacle gets some alone time with Derek.”

   The gorgeous and huge, in every way, black man who had brought Kendall “over to the dark side” as she liked to say was one of the sorority's most popular visitors. Several of the sisters had gotten into actual fights over his cock. June called two of her friends, Lisa and Daphne. On a whim she also invited Mrs. Lincoln, her English Lit teacher and a recent transfer to LIU. She didn't really expect the latter to show up but thought it was worth a shot.

   As the evening wore on the party eventually turned from a simple celebration to an orgy.

   June was on her back on one of the couches being pounded, with the athletic redhead Lisa bouncing on a black lap to her left and formerly virginal blonde Daphne being done doggystyle to her right. In front of them, the voluptuous brunette Abigail Lincoln was being fucked by two men at once. When everyone had a moment to breath it was unanimously agreed June had won and she spent the rest of the evening screaming in Derek's bed.

   The next morning she woke up naked and alone. She went back to her room with the intention of taking a shower before heading to class. Then her phone rang. “Hello?”

   “Hi J. It's me.”

   “Roni?” She hadn't spoke to her eighteen year old sister since her recent graduation from high school. Her family lived in California and she had made up some excuse about being too busy to fly home. In truth she had just been exhausted from a marathon sex session. “Hey. I just wanted to say sorry again.”

   “It's okay. Are you busy now?”

   “Not really.” June lay down on the bed. “What's up?”

   “I've been shopping around for colleges. How come you didn't tell me there was so much paperwork?”

   June laughed. “You wouldn't have believed me.”

   “You're probably right.”

   June was aware her sister's grades were only slightly lower than hers so she had most likely qualified for a pretty good scholarship herself. “So what can I do?”

   “I was wondering...how would feel about my touring LIU?”

   “You're thinking about coming here?” June was a bit surprised, actually. While their parents weren't exactly racists they hadn't been too happy to hear about the more recent changes to the university either. That had led to no small number of arguments, especially with their uptight mother. “Wow.”

   “You'd be okay with it?”

   “Are you kidding? I'd be thrilled.”

   “I'm relieved.” Veronica sighed. “With everything that's happened, I wasn't sure how you'd react.”

   “When you did want to come? I can see about rearranging my schedule.”

   The sisters talked for an hours, catching up and hashing out the details of her visit. After she hung up with Veronica, June spent a few minutes masturbating to a furious orgasm as she imagined her little sister being black fucked. When she finally recovered she called Kendall and they made some other arrangements.

**

    Two days later there was a knock on June's door. She opened it and got a surprise.

    “Hi sis.”

    June blinked. “Veronica?”

   Her younger sister was standing in the hall with a big smile on her face. They weren't quite twins but both had the same pale skin, delicate features and jet black hair. Veronica was wearing black jeans, a dark red top, and a leather jacket June remembered buying for her birthday one year. She had suitcase in one hand and a duffel bag slung over her shoulder, the strap across her chest drawing attention to her double D breasts.

   “I've missed you.” Veronica stepped up and hugged June.

   “Me too.” June shook her head. “I thought you weren't arriving until this afternoon?”

   Veronica shrugged. “We caught an earlier flight.”

   “Come on in. It's so good to see you.” June started to close the door behind her, but was surprised when a hand reached out and stopped it. “Who...” Her eyes narrowed. “Mom?”

   Lillian Summers was two inches taller than her eldest daughter. At fifty-two years old she kept herself in excellent condition with a strictly regimented diet and exercise routine. She had on slacks and a cardigan sweater, with a suitcase in one hand and a familiar monogrammed leather briefcase in the other. Her own black hair was up in the same severe looking bun June had seen every day of her life.

   “Hello, June.”

   June frowned. “What the hell are you doing here?”

   “It's nice to see you too.”

   Veronica moved between them. “Calm down, J. Let me explain.” She glanced over her shoulder. Several other girls were peeking out of their rooms. “Inside, maybe?”

   After a moment June ushered them in and closed the door. Both women sat their bags down on the floor.

   “I invited mom.” Veronica began. “Look, don't be pissed, okay? I thought this would be a good chance for you guys to clear the air. And for mom to see what this place is really like.”

   Lillian crossed her arms. “I've seen plenty already. For example, there were two black men and a young Asian woman smoking what I assume was marijuana in a room down the hall.”

   “So?” June was relieved. A few minutes earlier and they would have seen Miko, the young Asian woman in question, and the two men with her doing a lot more than sharing a joint. “It's allowed. Dean Mfune doesn't care what any one does in the privacy of their own rooms.”

   “I see.” June could practically feel the judgment coming off her mother. If you didn't fit her very rigid notion of what a person was supposed to be, you were hardly worth Lillian Summers attention. “Veronica, dear, I don't think this arrangement is going to work. Perhaps it would be better if we got a hotel room?”

   Veronica turned to her sister, her eyes pleading in a way that had always made June melt growing up. After a moment she lowered her head and sighed. “Look, I know how much you hate wasting money. My roommate is visiting her family. You guys can sleep here, if you don't mind sharing a bed.”

   Lillian looked around the room. “Very well. As it's only for a few days, I believe I can endure.”

   “Thanks, mom.” Veronica would have hugged her mother but she knew better. “So. J, what's on the agenda?”  

   Three pairs of slate-gray eyes turned to the dorm room door as it flew open and a huge black figured lurched into the room. Lex was a mass of muscle in shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt, showing off his bulging biceps. “Yo, slut, time to...” He stopped in his tracks when he saw Lillian and Veronica. “Whoa. New meat.”

   Lillian's brow furrowed as she spoke through clenched teeth. “Excuse me?”

   “Oh. Shit.” June stepped forward. “Hi.”

   His eyes flitted from her mother to her sister and back. “Ain't you gonna introduce us?”

   June licked her lips. “Where is my mind at?” Actually she was remembering the last time he had fucked her. “Lex, this is my mother, Lillian, and my sister, Veronica. Guys this is Lex.”

   “Hi.” Veronica shook his hand. “It's nice to meet you. Are you J's boyfriend?”

   Lillian frowned. Her expression hardened further when he laughed.

   “No. We hooked up, sure.” Lex glanced at June, whose face was flushed. “But I don't limit myself to just one lady.” He hiked up his belt. “I got too much love to give, if you know what I mean.” Now it was Veronica's time to blush. Lillian's face was red as well but for a different reason. “You got company. I better jet.”

   Lillian deliberately moved between Lex and the door. “Young man, I do not appreciate such language, about or around my daughters.” She crossed her arms. “Just who do you think you are?”

   “Why don't you come back to my room?” Lex asked with a confident grin. “I'll show you.”

   “I think you should leave. Now.”

   Lex shrugged his massive shoulders. “What do you think I was doing?”

   Lillian slammed the door behind him and turned to June. “You actually consort with that...animal?”

   “He's not an animal, mom. I thought you said you were past this?”

   “Whatever do you mean?”

   “Black guys.”

   “I don't care that he's black, June.” Lillian sighed. “He's so crass. A brute. Surely there are more affluent and civilized African Americans on this campus you can associate yourself with?”

   “Let it go, mother.”

   Veronica remained silent as this exchange went on. She had sneaked a peek at Lex's shorts and the bulge appeared to be enormous. If his penis was as big it it appeared and if June really was sleeping with him she envied her sister. She'd had sex a couple of times with David Hahn, who she'd dated part of their senior year until after graduation he broke up with her to focus on college. She had never even orgasmed once with him.

   Lillian rolled her eyes. “Fine.”

   “Look. You guys had a long flight. Why don't we go to the quad? I'll buy you lunch.”

   Veronica's stomach rumbled at the mention of food. “Lead the way.”

**

   Long Island University had been going under and was about to shut its doors before wealthy and renowned philanthropist Solomon King stepped in and single-handedly sponsored its renovation. He installed a new black Dean and Paved the way for ex-convicts and black students to get the education they had been denied in the past, along with a curriculum that included training for everything from computer programming and politics to exotic dancing and adult film making there had been a complete overhaul of its entire infrastructure.

   After dinner Lillian returned to the room to rest while Veronica and June sat and watched the sunset.

   “By the way, thanks for bringing mom.”

   Veronica nodded sheepishly. “I know. I'm sorry. I thought it was a good idea at the time.”

   “No, I'm serious.” June turned. “I think this might be good. For all of us.”

   “Really? Mom's been so frosty all day.”

   “As usual. But don't worry. I'm sure I can come up with a way to...thaw her out.”

   Later in the evening, once Veronica and Lillian had gone to sleep, June sneaked out of bed and down the hall to Kendall's room. With her mother in the picture some of her plans would have to change. As she approached the head of the sorority's door she heard grunting and moaning and it made her heart beat faster. Inside, she found Kendall on her hands and knees on her bed with Derek fucking her. She started to say something, only to realize there was someone standing behind her. Before she could even turn around Jeffry had bent her over and was pounding her pussy hard enough to have her cumming in seconds, and for a while she completely forgot why she was there at all. It was two hours before the black men finished with them and left, and only then was she able to talk to Kendall.

   “You're right,” said the sweaty, cum-soaked brunette. “That does complicate things.”

   Laying on her side, exhausted, June wiped cum from her face. “I just...need to keep mom distracted, while I work on Roni. She's uptight and close-minded.  It shouldn't hard to find something on campus to get her up in arms about.” She groaned as she sat up. “Shit. I need to take a shower before I go back to my room.”

   “Watch out. Last I heard, Faith and Luke were in there.”

   It turned out they still were. Before too long June found herself being fucked all over again. She eventually did get clean and stumbled back to her room, where she passed out on her bed and didn't move until well past nine, waking to find a note from Veronica saying they had already taken showers of their own and were going to the quad to get something to eat. She caught up with them halfway through breakfast.

   “So.”Veronica downed her bottled water. “What's on the agenda for today?”

   June finished her eggs before wiping her mouth. “I had a couple of ideas I thought I'd run by you. There is a social studies lecture in King Hall, a trial performance of Hamlet in the Arts building, a swim meet at the pool, or if you want we can go audit some of the classes. What strikes your fancy?”

   Lillian sat her coffee down. “Considering the purpose of this visit is to determine the worthiness of this institution Veronica I suggest we see what some typical classes are like.”

   “I'm game. What'd you have in mind. J?”

   June arched an eyebrow. “You still like dancing, right?”

**

   Lillian stopped and frowned at the Modern Exotic Dance sign on the classroom, but after a moment shook her head and followed her daughters inside. There were a dozen people, mostly women but several black men as well, standing around a small stage area, on which a beautiful Asian woman was dancing rather provocatively. She had an amazing figure, lithe and lean, with breasts too large for her frame, and were mostly on display in her tight, slinky outfit. All the men, and several of the women as well, seemed entranced. As she rocked her hips the woman, who it turned out was the instructor, spoke in a strong Bostonian accent about a link between dancing and sexuality. She gyrated near one of the young black men, who was unabashedly leering at her breasts, then twirled and 'accidentally' got a little too close to Veronica, who gasped as their breasts briefly made contact. Winking at the girl, she returned to the stage.

   “If you're doing it right, you should be as aroused as the spectators.” The instructor bowed. “My name is Asia. Thank you for coming.” Everyone, but Lillian, clapped. “Does anyone have questions?”

   One of the young black men held up his hand. “Yeah. What time you get off?”

   “That depends on how good you are.” Several people laughed. Lillian rolled her eyes. “Anyone else?” Asia answered every question with a smile, and every flirt with a wink. When it was over the young man who had asked the first question whispered in her ear and she nodded. “Thank you again everyone. My next class will be tomorrow at noon. Now if you'll excuse me I have some...pressing matters to attend to.” She motioned for him to follow her into her office as the rest of the crowd began to file out of the room. Veronica was the last one out, and as she started to close the door behind her she heard a thumping noise and moaning coming from the office. She blushed.

   Out in the hall, Lillian was seething. “Disgraceful.”

   “What?” June asked  “You have a problem with dancing now?”

   The elder Summers huffed. “That was not dancing, young lady. It was a step removed from pornography. And for all she had on that woman might as well have been stripping.”

   “Actually, she does. Makes a lot of money too from what I understand.”

   Lillian shook her head. “As I said. Disgraceful.”

   “Come on.” Veronica was hardly paying any attention to her mother or sister. She was busy thinking about Asia and the black man having sex, and how much the idea turned her on.

   Staying in the same building, June took them to another wing and in to take part in an art class. She and Veronica got easels and watercolor paint while their mother chose pencils. The instructor, Madeline Dupree, greeted everyone and made sure they were comfortable and ready before introducing their model, Brandon. Out walked a 6'5” young black man in a gray bathrobe, which he let drop to the floor. Every woman in the class let out a simultaneous gasp at his nude form glistening with oil. He had a sculpted, muscular physique with massive arms and legs and rock hard abs, but most of their attention went to the black flesh between his legs. Though only semi-hard his penis seemed to hang nearly to his knees and it slowly began rising as he looked around at all the women and grinned.

   June had seen him naked before, at the sorority house, had even fucked him a couple of times, but this was her first chance to get a really good view of his body before he was on top of and inside her. Veronica was wide-eyed and gawking, and even Lillian seemed to be a little flustered by the rather brazen way the young man sprawled out on a chair, penis standing tall now, and posed for them without a care in the world.

   “Enjoy everyone.” Ms. Dupree blushed as she walked past Brandon. 'I certainly did.' She was annoyed when her expected model called in sick that morning but Kendall Lewison, who'd stopped by to pick up some art supplies for an event at the sorority, suggested Brandon take his place. He came in for an interview and immediately disrobed, and without too much trouble somehow convinced her to get naked too. They ended up having sex on her desk. Memories of a string of orgasms were still fresh on her mind as she sat down.

   Veronica spent a good five minutes just staring at Brandon's cock before June elbowed her in the side and told her to get to work. The younger Summers nodded and reached for her brush. Their mother, meanwhile, alternated between sketching with her pencils and looking around the room. Most of the participants were women, who seemed to be as much in awe of Brandon's body as her younger daughter, but there were a couple of other young black men. Only they weren't paying any attention to the model or their canvases. They seemed far more interested in hitting on the women around them. It was a trend she had noticed seemed to be happening all over campus.

   Two hours later, during which time both Veronica and Lillian noted Brandon had neither softened nor seemed to be uncomfortable with being in the same position, Ms. Dupree called time. She walked around the room and commented on several of the paintings and drawings, including Lillian's impressive sketch. June was disappointed in her own, which she thought looked only vaguely human, and Veronica had been so distracted she barely got anything done at all. Ms. Dupree told everyone they were free to take or leave their works, though if they chose the latter they would be disposed of. June and Veronica had no problem tossing their aside, Lillian decided it wouldn't be worth the trouble to get an over sized canvas home, let alone trying to explain why she had a sketch of a naked man.

   Out in the hall, June noticed their mother was shaking her head. “What's wrong now?”

   “This school is a farce. All Solomon King's words, the money he spent on renovations, supposedly creating new learning opportunities for ex-convicts and disenfranchised African American youth? From what I've seen the only opportunities they take are those that get them between the legs of naive young women.”

   “Dean Mfune is...”

   “Complicit,” said Lillian. “At the very least.  You're smarter than this, June. You could so much more in a respectable institution. If you'd just let me use my contacts...”

   June crossed her arms. “I like it here.”

   “Guys.” Veronica stepped between them, like so many times before. “Come on. Can you please go five minutes without blowing up at each other? Please? Be nice. Or at least civil.”

   “My feelings are not likely to change, young lady.” Lillian sighed. “But yes, I can agree to civility.”

   June wasn't actually upset at all, since her mother was completely right. She just didn't want to give her the satisfaction of saying so. “Fine. Look, we still have time to...” She looked down at her bare wrist and frowned. “Shit! I took my watch off to keep from getting paint on it. I must have left it on the easel.”

   “I'll get it,” said Veronica. “You two stay here and try not to kill each other.” She slipped into the room and found the   watch easily enough, but she was surprised to see Brandon still there and still naked. He had his back to her, showing off his hard, high ass, which was flexing slightly. She moved to get a better look, and was stunned to see the teacher down on her knees with his massive cock pumping her mouth. It seemed like everyone at this school was eagerly having sex with the black students.. Her pussy throbbed and she stifled a moan. It was so hot. She needed to cum badly but it would be tough to get away from her mom and sister long enough.

   “Thanks.” June put her watch back on. She had a pretty good idea what her sister had seen, and from the way she was breathing heavily knew it had an effect. Veronica was almost ready. One more push might do it, or at the very least would bring her right up to the edge. “Let's get lunch. Then we can talk about our next move.”

   Over salads and bottled water the Summers' women discussed the issue and decided that instead of another class the three of them would go swimming. Veronica and Lillian had not brought bathing suits. June pointed out that was not a problem since they were all adults and it had been ruled optional at LIU. Lillian refused to go nude in public however, insisting on wearing shorts and a T-shirt. To avoid another argument Veronica did the same. When they arrived at the pool however they saw that while most of the other swimmers and sunbathers were clothed, a couple of black men and several young women were in fact not. Neither of the men were as big as Brandon but both were very impressive in their own right and Veronica soon found herself getting hot and bothered again. She excused herself while June and Lillian were setting up and rushed to the bathroom, where she heard women in a couple of the other stalls gasping and moaning and realized they were probably doing exactly what she was planning to and that somehow made it all the more exciting. She shoved both hand in her shorts and soon they were all cumming in unison.

   Lillian was surprised there wasn't a lifeguard on duty. As a lawyer she had a pretty good idea how much trouble the school would get into if someone was hurt, or worse. Then a door marked STORAGE opened, and out came a huge black man in tight red shorts and a buxom, red-faced blonde woman with ruffled hair and a big smile. They returned to the elevated lifeguard posts. She frowned. Lazy students were one thing. But those responsible for other people's safety giving in to their carnal urges instead of doing their jobs was dangerous. She wondered how many other such lines were being crossed on a this very moment elsewhere on campus and what could be done about it.

   June saw her mother glaring at the lifeguards and smiled. She was being judgmental again, which meant she was close to losing her temper. That made her easier to manipulate. Though she also noticed something else. This was the first time she could remember ever seeing the uptight Lillian Summers with her hair down. Literally. And her T-shirt left nothing to the imagination, Lillian's breasts weren't quite as big as either of her daughters but were still surprisingly firm considering her age, and it was evident her mother was more aroused than she was letting on.

   “Hey guys.” Veronica returned. “Who wants to get wet?” She jumped in the pool, making sure to splash both her mother and her sister. She laughed, only to be bowled over when June did a cannonball.

   Lillian watched her daughters play and almost smiled. It was good to see them enjoying themselves. But her thoughts soon turned back to the negligent lifeguards. Long Island University appeared to be a haven for delinquents and deviants and sex addicts. She needed to speak to the man in charge. That evening, while June and Veronica were taking a shower, she called Dean Mfune's office and made an appointment to see him. 

   “I have a surprise for you.” 

   Veronica was shampooing her hair. “Oh?”

   “You'll never uess who's giving a lecture tomorrow.” June smiled as Veronica shrugged. “Tracy Hardcastle.”

   Formerly known by the pseudonym Lacy Lovelorn, Tracy Lovelace-Hardcastle had been one of Veronica favorite authors for years. “And you got us tickets?”

   “I called in a couple of favors. Plus if things go right, you can meet her in person.”

   “Really?” Veronica hugged her sister. “Thank you.”

**

   The next morning June got up early to check in with Kendall and make sure everything was ready. Then she got Veronica and their mom to meet her at the campus coffee shop, Roasted Nuts. 

   “So, Veronica told me about your plans.” Lillian sipped from an Xcite laced cappuccino. “I can't say I am a fan of Tracy Hardcastle..” June and Veronica both rolled their eyes in the same manner she had seen countless times in their youth. “To each their own. As it happens I have an appointment of my own.”

   June was surprised. She had been trying to come up with a way to keep mom busy while Veronica was, hopefully, being 'entertained'. “With who?””

   “Dean Mfune. I intend to share my concerns about this school with him.”

   “The Dean?” June had never actually met the man, she'd only seen him from afar, at the  inauguration ceremony when she first came to LIU and a couple of rallies since then. But she heard he had a commanding presence and most of the black men she'd met at the Kappa Gamma seemed to be a bit of awe of him.

   “Are you sure that's a good idea?”

   “Oh don't worry June I've been a corporate lawyer for thirty-two years. I know how to deal with powerful men who think they know better than anyone else. I can handle him. And I won't get you in any trouble.”

   Veronica smiled. “Go get him, Mom. He won't know what hit him.”

   “He certainly will not.” Lillian buttoned her blazer, nodded to her daughters, and strode confidently away.

   That was what June was worried about. She had seen her mother in action, she could be fierce and was more than capable of bringing a great deal of trouble down on LIU if motivated. She glanced at her watch. “You know what? I just remembered something. I'll be back in a few minutes.”

   Veronica had just finished her coffee. “Hang on. When does it start again?”

   “Ten o'clock.”

   “Good. ” Once her sister was gone too, Veronica sprang to her feet and ran to the nearest bathroom. Once she was in a stall she slumped forward and let out a long moan. Ever since the pool she had felt so damned horny, in spite of having masturbated in another bathroom along with several other women, and unfortunately being in such close proximity to her mother since then had been in no position to relieve the smoldering heat in her loins. Now that she had some privacy she slid her hand under her skirt and into her panties and quickly brought herself to a small but satisfying orgasm. After washing her up she returned to wait for her sister. She was so excited..

   The lecture hall where Tracy Hardcastle was speaking seated a hundred people. It was full to capacity, and most of them were women but there were a several black men scattered around. The mix of odors included a subtle, pungent scent familiar to anyone who spent much time at LIU, though few knew what it actually was. Veronica was  enraptured and hung on Tracy Hardcastle's every word. As the buxom blonde went on about feminism and greater themes and after an hour June grew restless and started to watch the people around instead.

   She noticed none of the black men were paying any attention to Hardcastle at all. One, who she did not recognize, was squeezing the breasts of a wide-eyed young Asian girl. Another, who she remembered entertaining at the Kappa Gamma house without ever learning his name, was sitting between a redhead and a blonde. He had a hand in each of their laps and they had their heads tilted back, eyes closed, and were biting their lips. In another area was Brandon, who she knew very well. He had a brunette's head bobbing in his lap. June smiled. She had scenes like this playing out all over LIU and a part of her wondered how long it would be before the whole school was one big orgy. Suddenly the unoccupied members of the crowd stood up and started clapping, and she realized the lecture was over.

   Veronica was grinning from ear to ear. “Wasn't she great?”

   “I'm glad I came.” June put an arm around her younger sister. “And trust me, you will be too.” It took a few minutes for the students to file out of the room. “Come on, we just...”

   “June!” Kendall motioned from the entrances. “I need to talk to you!”

   “Damn it.” June turned to Veronica. “Sorry, sis. That's the head of my sorority. This could take a while. Why don't you go on ahead? She should be waiting for you in the prep area, off the back of the stage.”

   Veronica practically bounced her way down the stairs and on the stage. She couldn't believe she was going to meet Tracy Hardcastle in person. She had a million questions she wanted to ask. To some, like her mother, the author was simply scandalous, as she had gone from a semi-successful standard romance novelist to the award winning writer of what was dubbed by many as full-on softcore porn. To the youngest Summers she was something of a hero, a woman who had started with nothing and quite literally made a name for herself doing what she loved.

   On the stage Veronica was stopped in her tracks by a rush of heat. And that strange musky scent she had noticed all over the campus. To her dismay her nipples were hard and her panties were soaked. 'I hope she doesn't notice.' Then again, given the contents of her books, especially the later ones, maybe the author would be flattered. Still more hot and bothered than she cared to admit, the raven-haired teen took a deep breath and opened the door.

   Tracy Lovelace-Hardcastle was indeed inside, but she wasn't alone. Three naked, muscular black men were gathered around the strawberry blonde, equally naked author. Her famously voluptuous body was on full display, as she was sprawled across a case of her own books. She thrashed and moaned, breasts jiggling, and pale skin glistening with sweat as impossibly huge black cocks thrust violently into her pussy, ass and mouth. 

   Veronica gasped.

   One of the men glanced up at her and smiled. “Come to play?”

   “You're a little overdressed,” said another. “Get ready. We'll get to you as soon as we're done with this bitch.”

   Tracy came again and let out a muffled scream. The man fucking her mouth pulled out momentarily, giving her a chance to try and catch her breath. “Oh god, you're going to love this Veronica.”

   “Y-You...know my...name?” Veronica should have been shocked by the sight before her, but instead she was more turned on than she had ever been in her entire life. The smell of sex was overwhelming. She wanted to tear off all her clothes and dive right in but something stopped her. “June. She...she...”

   Tracy groaned. “Wanted this...ooh...for you too!”

   Veronica couldn't help herself. Moaning, she slid a hand down into her skit and began to masturbate. She had never done anything like this in front of another person. Right now though, she didn't care who saw her. “I can't believe...this is happening...oooh!” She started cumming within seconds  “Oh, yes!” Her knees gave out and she slumped to the floor as another orgasm washed over her. Then she heard Tracy screaming again and lifted her head to see a big black cock coming her way. “What are you...mmff!” She went cross-eyed as it slid right down her throat, and without a word a black man whose name she didn't even know was fucking her mouth.

   “Damn. This slut gives good head.”

   Somehow hearing those words made her just want to suck harder. She had never given a blowjob before and had no idea what she was doing, but judging by the way he grabbed the back of her head and began thrusting harder she was obviously doing something right. The black cock, which had to be at least a foot long, filled her entire throat and thinking about it in other parts of her body made her cum again. This went on for half an hour, before he let out a deep moan and pumped one more time before finally erupting. Red hot seed gushed into her mouth and puffed out her cheeks and she swallowed as much as she could even as his orgasm triggered her own. She fell into his arms and sat there helpless as he pulled out of her mouth and began pawing at her clothes.

   “Let's get these off.” Once Veronica was naked he finally got a good look at her heaving, double-D breasts, capped with puffy pink nipples. Jeffry let out an appreciative whistle. “Damn, girl.”

   Veronica licked her lips. “That was...incredible.”

   “That was just the warm up.” Jeffry pushed Veronica onto her back and began gently rubbing his still hard cock around the black tuft between her legs. “Want to have some real fun?”

   Veronica winced as he teased her with the tip. “Wait.”

   “Why?” Jeffry sneered. “You gonna try and tell me you don't want this?”

   Veronica's head was spinning. “It's just...so big.”

   “You'll get used to it.” Jeffry rolled his hips forward and drove the entirety of his foot long cock into Veronica in one smooth motion. She arched her back and screamed. “Eventually.” He began pounding deep into her pussy like a jackhammer, and every few strokes she would cum again. He grinned as her hands grasped desperately as his broad shoulder, her nails digging into his dark flesh as her whole white body convulsed in pleasure.

   “Fuck! Yes! Oh my god! Yes!” Veronica's eyes rolled back in her head. “I can't...stop...cumming!” And she didn't, she came over and over as he fucked her for a solid hour. She briefly passed out, waking to find herself face down, with Jeffry's cock now probing between her firm ass cheeks. “Wait, are you going to...” She groaned as he slid into her puckered little asshole. “Fuuuuck!” It felt like he was tearing her apart. “Oh god! Aaaarrgh!” She came again and the pleasure soon overrode the pain. “Yes! Fuck me! Aah! Fuck me harder!” And Jeffry did. In time the other two men joined in too. She was cumming constantly as huge black cocks fucked her mouth, pussy and ass at once.

   At some point Veronica passed out again. She woke in a pool of cum to discover all the black men, as well as Tracy Hardcastle, were gone, but there was someone standing over her.

   June smiled down at her sister. “Hey there, baby girl. How do you feel?”

   “Exhausted. Sore.” Veronica sat up and wiped cum from her face, then after staring at it for a moment shoved it in her mouth and licked her fingers. “Grateful, I guess. God that was incredible. You did this?”

   “No sweetie, you did. I just opened the door, you're the one who chose to walk through it.”

   Veronica moaned. She wanted to do it again. “Is this what college is like?”

   “It is here. You still interested in coming to LIU?”

   “More than ever.” Veronica blinked. “But what about mom? She'd go crazy if she found out about this.”

   June shook her head. “Get dressed. I have something else to show you.”

   Veronica looked around for her clothes. “Okay. But if it's anything like your last surprise, I may need a few minutes.” She froze with her one leg in her skirt, her eyes widening. “Wait, don't tell me that mom...”

   “Just get dressed, and you'll see for yourself.” Minutes later, as the Summers sisters approached June's room, they could hear something thumping against the wall and muffled moans. “Go on.”

   Veronica opened the door and all the blood drained from her face. “Oh. My. God.”

**

   Lillian Summers had been less than enthused when Veronica asked her to come along to visit her sister. Not that she didn't want to see June, whatever issues they might have had June was still her daughter and she would always love her. But where Long Island University had once been a stellar, well-respected school, the elder Summers now saw it as a haven for reprobates and those unable to succeed anywhere else. Still it was always difficult for her to deny her youngest when she flashed those big puppy dog eyes, and in the end she gave in and agreed.

   She had read up on Dean Jubal Mfune before they arrived. He and Solomon King both seemed to have a single-minded regard for what could best be described as a black agenda. Which was fine for them, but she was more concerned they were using their influence at the school to indoctrinate students. Unwilling to take the stories at face value though she wanted to see for herself. The first young black men she saw were through an open door in June's sorority house, sitting on a bed on either side of a young Asian woman in her underwear, all of them smoking what appeared to be marijuana. She was more disturbed by the drug use than the sexual implications. The next day, a few minutes into June's guided tour Lillian was more sure of her original assessment than ever. There were black men everywhere and they appeared to be more interested in studying the white girls around them than school work.

   There was also something else Lillian noticed, though she didn't say anything to her daughters. All of the black men seemed to be unusually muscular and handsome. Raw sexuality was coming off them in waves. Just walking around LIU she was grateful for her bulky clothes, her nipples were aching and she felt an urge to rub her thighs together. She didn't understand it. Since getting married to Henry Summers thirty years ago she rarely even looked at other men, and after going through menopause sex was not really much of a priority any more. She usually let Henry have a poke whenever he got the urge, which these days was once every couple of months. That night, her second day at LIU, she went to take a shower while June and Veronica were watching the sun go down, and she found herself doing something she hadn't done in a long time, she masturbated. The resulting orgasm made her whole body tremble.

   The next day Lillian and her daughters audited some classes. None of the ones June herself was taking, she noticed, but didn't say anything. She was surprised by how the dance teacher's body was on display as she gyrated. She was half-naked and the black boys seemed very interested in getting as close to her as possible. And it was no wonder, she looked and acted like a stripper and Lillian wasn't surprised to find out that was because she was one. June later told her that exotic dancing was actually one of the classes offered.

   “Are you telling me young women here are encouraged to become strippers?”

   “Not just the women,” June replied. “Some of the black guys are really popular at the Zebra Club.” She shrugged. “It's not like they're hookers. Strippers can make a lot of money.”

   In the art class they took part in next, Lillian came to understand why the black boys were popular at the strip club June told them about. Brandon's penis was huge. She had always thought her husbands six inch penis was impressive but this was a whole other level. Just seeing it made her heart beat faster. She noticed Veronica was in awe. She wasn't certain how sexually experienced her youngest daughter, the topic hadn't come up since they first had 'the talk' was but she had clearly never seen anything like this. June, by comparison, barely seemed to pay him any attention. She wondered how long it would be before her eldest daughter ended up pregnant by one of these hooligans. Judging by the way the other young women in the class were ogling him, she wondered the same thing about them.

   “Come on mom,” Veronica said at lunch. “Even you have to be impressed by that”

   Lillian licked her lips. “I'm not sure what you mean.”

   “His cock.” June smiled at her mother's shocked expression. “She's talking about Brandon's cock.”

   After a moment, Veronica nodded. “Have you ever seen one so big?”

   “No.” Lillian wiped her mouth. “But then again I haven't been looking. I'm happily married, lest you forget.”

   “It's all right to admit if you're aroused,” said June. “Brandon is hung like a horse and a lot of the girls on campus have gotten an up close and personal look. You can too if you want.”

   “June!”

   Veronica held up her hands. “Enough! You don't have to be so crude, June. And mom, nobody is suggesting you should cheat on dad. But just because you're married doesn't mean you're dead.”

   Lillian sighed. “Fine. Yes, his penis was very impressive. Can we please move on?”

   “Speaking of, I was thinking.” Veronica finished her water. “Instead of another class, why don't we check out that Olympic size swimming pool I saw on the way in?”

   “You want to go swimming?” Lillian asked. “We didn't even bring bathing suits.”

   June shook her head. “You don't need them. Everyone on campus is over eighteen. Suits are optional.”

   “I have no intention of being nude in front of anyone but your father,” Lillian replied. “But I see no harm in wearing  shorts and T-shirts. You two are free to do as you like.”

   When they arrived at the pool the first thing she was was a black man kissing a pale white girl in the corner, and another by the water with a redhead in his lap. To her dismay she also noticed there were no lifeguards on duty, made worse when she saw the two of them, a black man and a blonde woman, coming out of a storage closet. 'Has everyone on this campus lost their minds? Someone needs to do something about this.'

   That very evening she made an appointment to see Dean Mfune. He was going to sit and listen to everything she had to say about his school or else she would bring the full force of her law firm, her husband's financial connections, and two senators down on him. By the time she was through with him he'd be begging to go back to whatever African village the article she'd read said Solomon King found him in.

   The next morning Veronica told Lillian about going to see Tracy Hardcastle. She had never understood her daughter's fascination with that tawdry woman but at least while they were at a lecture she didn't have to worry about Veronica getting into any trouble with the black boys. From what she had seen around campus she seriously had to wonder how many of them had ever cracked a book. Then again Tracy Hardcastle was well known for flaunting her breasts as one of the cover models for her books, so some of them might go just to stare at her. She shook her head. She trusted Veronica, and whatever else was going on June had always looked out for her sister. 

   At 9:30 precisely Lillian headed to Mfune's office. His assistant told her the Dean was waiting. She felt a strange sense of foreboding as she knocked on the door and heard a voice tell her to come in. She opened the door and was struck by a pungent, musky odor, the same one she had noticed all over the school. She had thought it was some sort of cologne but now she suspected it was coming from the black men themselves. “Dean Mfune?”

   “Mrs. Summers.” Though he did have a heavy African accent the man who stood up from behind the desk was not at all what Lillian was expecting. While she was not aware of a specific birth date from everything she had read about him she assumed Jubal Mfune would be close to her own age, but he appeared to be in his forties at most. He was tall and extremely well-built, with dark hair and a thick, solid black beard. His suit was tailored and looked very expensive. “It is very much a pleasure to meet you.” He held out his hand and she shook it.

   Lillian felt a rush of heat at the contact, and her breath caught in her throat. It took her a moment to find her voice. “You may wish to revise that sentiment, once you hear what I have to say.”

   “Indeed? If you have concerns regarding my school, I would very much like to hear them.” He gestured toward a chair and Lillian had a seat. “Can I get you anything to drink?”

   “I could use some water, actually.”

   Mfune got a bottle from his mini-fridge and watched her down the whole thing in seconds. He smiled. He could smell her arousal. The double dose of Xcite in the water combined with being in such close quarters with his pheromones would put her in a state of extreme susceptibility. It was only a matter of time before she gave in. He was very glad her daughter had warned Kendall Lewison, who told Derek, who in turn warned him. Not that he couldn't have handled her anyway. She was hardly the first LIU family member who had become suspicious of what was going on at the school and they always ended up on their backs. He cleared his throat. He sat down on his desk, putting his crotch very nearly on her eye level and grinned when her gaze went straight to his impressive bulge. “You were saying?”

   Lillian blinked. “What?” She shook her head. “Oh yes. I'm sorry.” She undid her blazer. “Is it hot in here?”

   “Actually, yes. The village where I grew up was near the desert and I sometimes miss the heat, so I tend to keep my office a bit on the warm side. I can turn it down if you like?”

   “No, it's all right.” Lillian cleared her throat. “That's not my primary concern, Mr. Mfune.”

   “Please, call me Jubal.”

   “Very well. Jubal. I want to talk to you about some disturbing things I have seen on this campus.”

   “Such as?”

   Lillian found it very difficult to focus. Her nipples were aching and she felt a dampness between her legs that hadn't happened since the earlier days of her marriage. “I...umm, the black men, they...”

   “Are you a racist, Mrs. Summers?”

   “What?” Lillian's cheeks flushed. “I most certainly am not.”

   “You mentioned black men as one of your concerns. Which, in case it has escaped your notice, I also am.” Mfune shrugged. “You'd hardly be the first I've met. I prefer to be upfront about such things.”

   Lillian was both angry and embarrassed. “That's not what I meant at all. I have no problem with black men as a whole. I work with several very impressive black men as it happens. But from what I've seen, many of your students don't appear to live up to the same standards. They all seem to be obsessed with sex.”

   “They're virile young men, and many of our female students are quite attractive.” Mfune cocked his head. “You are a very attractive woman yourself, Mrs. Summers. Surely you've had your share of admirers. Has it been so long since you were excited by a man you've forgotten what it's like to be young and horny?”

   Lillian opened and closed her mouth. “I'm married.”

   “So that's a yes then?” Mfune shook his head. “Such a shame. You'd be very popular with the frat boys.”

   Lillian felt her cheeks redden. She should have been offended, but for some reason an idea of dancing naked at one of those wild fraternity parties she'd avoided back in the day popped into her mind. “You're saying...you encourage such activities? When the students are supposed to be here for an education?”

   “And they get one, I assure you. Our curriculum has been very well thought out.”

   “Like teaching some of the girls to be strippers?”

   “As a matter of face, yes. Ballet, for example, is all well and good. But unless they are extremely fortunate most girls will not be given the opportunity to join a professional troupe. Stripping gets a bad rap. Whatever else you may think of it though stripping is very practical, especially for students who are often hurting for money. It's quick and easy and with the right body can bring in a lot of money.” Mfune looked her up and down. “I suspect you would do very well at the Zebra Club, Mrs. Summers.”

   “Lillian.”

   “Very well. Thank you, Lillian.” Mfune cocked his head. “Can I ask you something personal?” She nodded. “Have you ever had sex with a black man?”

   “What? No!”

   “Does the idea offend you?”

   “Yes!” Lillian shook her head. “Not like that. I told you, I'm married.”

   “And you've never strayed?”

   “Of course not.”

   “Never been tempted?”

   Lillian hesitated. “I can't...say that, exactly.”

   “Nor should you. You're only human after all, Lillian.” Mfune inched closer and Lillian bit her lip. He had a very commanding presence, but there was also something undeniably attractive about him. And even though she was trying very hard not to stare she could swear the bulge in his pants was getting bigger, and it looked huge to begin with. “I understand all your concerns, some of them may indeed be valid, but there is nothing to worry about. Our curriculum may not be what you are accustomed to and I'll grant it may not look that way on the surface but I assure you everyone is getting a very deep education.” He smiled. “I can show you what I'm talking about if you'd like.”

   “I...” Lillian felt light-headed, it was getting hard to breath, and her clothes felt very confining. “What?”

   Mfune very slowly and deliberately unzipped his pants. Lillian's was wide-eyed and panting slightly as a foot long and very thick slab of dark meat sprang free, very near her face. His cock was only semi-hard but it was at least twice as large as her husband's. “This is the real education, Lillian. What do you think?”

   “It's so big.” Lillian started, as if just realizing what she'd said. “No.” She wanted to reach out and touch it. “This is wrong.” Her heart was pounding and  her whole body was tingling. “You shouldn't be doing this.”

   “Oh? You want me to put it away?”

   “No!” It was a louder response than Lillian intended. “Oh my god.”

   Mfune chuckled. “That's what I thought.” He watched as she started to reach for his cock but at the last moment jerked her hand back. “Why the hesitation? You want it, I'm offering it. It's okay. Here, I'll help.” He reached out and put a hand on the back of her head, pulling her toward him. “Have a closer look.”

   Lillian's resolve was fading. She couldn't believe this was happening. She tried again to tell him to stop but no words came out, so she was left sitting there with her mouth open. Mfune took it as an invitation and pushed his cock right between her lips. It slid down her throat and she moaned as he began to fuck her face.  

   “That's it, bitch.” Mfune began to pump faster. “Take it.” When her hands came up to rest against his thighs instead of pushing him away he knew she had her and let go of her head. She continued to bob frantically, taking him into her mouth entirely of her own volition. “Good girl.” He closed his eyes. “Keep going.”

   Lillian hated giving blowjobs. Her husband rarely asked and she certainly never offered. But she couldn't help herself now and just sucked harder. After about ten minutes she felt Mfune's hips beginning to move and suddenly his cock swelled and erupted, pumping what felt like gallons of red hot semen own her throat. It filled her belly and mouth, some of it spilled out of her lips and dripped down onto her clothes. She didn't care. Unbelievably she realized she was having an orgasm too and her eyes rolled back in her head as her whole body convulsed with pleasure.

   Mfune pulled out of her mouth and she fell onto her hands, coughing and trying to catch her breath. “Clumsy, but you've got potential. You just need more practice.”

   Lillian wiped her mouth. “God. I haven't orgasmed like that in very a long time.”

   “Just wait. You haven't seen anything yet.” Mfune gestured. “Stand up.” Her legs were still trembling, making it hard to get to her feet. “Take off your clothes.”

   “What?”

   “Cumming make you deaf? Take. Off. Your. Clothes.”

   A shiver went through Lillian's body. She was genuinely concerned for her safety and decided it was best to do as she was told. She kicked off her shoes and quickly removed her jacket, pants and shirt. She was trembling as she stood there in only her underwear, rock hard nipples poking through her lacy white bra.

   Mfune whistled. “Damn. It's going to be a pleasure to turn out a slut as fine as you. Now the rest.” He licked his lips as she removed her bra, revealing her D cup breasts and bent down to pull off her panties. “You don't shave? Excellent. I prefer my ladies to have a little bush. Get up on the desk.” Lillian hesitated. “Now!” She paled and lay down on her back. “Don't be scared. You'll enjoy this, I promise.” He moved between her legs and hefted his cock, teasing the sensitive lips of her pussy with the plum-sized head. “I'm about to rock your world. You ready?”

   Lillian was scared, and yet more aroused than she had ever been in her life. 'Is this really happening?' She was about to cheat on her husband, with a black man no less, and it sent a jolt of anticipation through her body. 'I'm sorry.' What little resistance she might have left just evaporated and she nodded.

   Mfune teased her by pushing the tip in just a little, and she whimpered. “What do you want?”

   “Don't make me say it.”

   “You want it, you're gonna have to beg for it.”

   Lillian groaned. “I can't...I...oh my god! Fuck me! Please, just fuck me!”

   Mfune smirked and went balls-deep in one explosive thrust. Lillian's whole body went rigid and she let out a languished howl. It quickly morphed into squeals and moans as he began to pound her with a ferocity that left her breathless. She came again almost immediately and every few thrusts after. Her bouncing breasts were squashed against his chest as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her hands dug into his broad shoulders.

   “Aaaah! Aaaah! Oohhh! God! Yes! Yes! Aaaah! Fuck! Yes! Aaahh! It's...so...good!” Lillian had had an orgasm before but never anything like this. Every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire. The only time her pussy ever felt this full was when she was giving birth to her daughters. “Yes! Aaaah! Fuck me! Aaah! Oh my god! What's...aaaah!” Her back arched with another orgasm and then her head slumped to the side as she blacked out.

   She awakened moments later with her pussy dripping cum and found he had rolled her over onto her stomach and was probing her ass with the head of his massive cock. “Oh no! Aaahh!” Her fingernails dug into the desk as his meat slid into her anal cavity. “Oooh! Go slow! Please! Aaarrgh!” To her relief he didn't thrust quite as hard as before and soon she forgot about the pain as she began to cum again. “Oh my god! Aaah! Aaah! Yes!”

   Mfune slammed deep into her ass one last time and bellowed as his cock erupted. Her bowels filled up with his semen and it triggered yet another series of shuddering orgasms in Lillian. She lay sprawled out on the desk, half-conscious, while he pulled out of her and stood up. His cock was just now starting to soften. “I'll give you credit bitch, you held out longer than most. And you're one hell of a good fuck.” Lillian didn't have the energy to say anything so she just smiled. “But I got other stuff to do now. So get dressed and go back to your daughter's room.”

   Lillian wasn't about to argue with him now. She didn't want to run the risk of missing out on any more of that incredible cock. She climbed off the desk and wobbled over to her clothes. She didn't bother with her underwear though, instead shoving it into her jacket pocket. She felt so dirty, and oh so gloriously exhausted as she walked back to the Kappa Gamma house with drying semen lining the insides of her thighs. She initially wondered why he wanted her there but when she opened the door to June's room she found out. Three huge, naked black men were waiting for her. She recognized one of them as Lex, who has also been with her daughter, and another as Brandon, the model from the art class. The third, she would later learn, was named Jeffry. She gasped. A few minutes later she was cumming all over again, impaled on Lex's cock as he lay on June's bed while Brandon fucked her ass and Jeffry pumped her mouth.

   Some time later the door opened, and her daughters walked in.

**  

   “Oh. My. God.” Veronica paled as her brain tried to process what she was seeing. “Mom?”

   Lillian noticed her girls were watching but was too busy cumming to care.

   Seeing their prim and proper, holier-than-thou mother naked, being pumped by big black cocks thrilled June. She smiled at Veronica. “What did I tell you?”

   “I-I can't believe this.” Veronica wasn't horrified to see her mom in the throes of orgasm, she was envious. She wanted a big black cock like that inside her too. Again. “Can we...?”

   “Oh hell yes.”

   Before long both girls were impaled and screaming alongside their mother. 

   The orgy went on for several hours. Lex, Jeffry and Brandon fucked the Summers women over and over in a variety of positions and combinations. Veronica, from behind, her big breasts squashed against the window. Lillian hanging limply with one in her pussy and another in her mouth. June flat on her back with her legs in the air. Each of them were also pounded by all three men at the same time. None of them had any idea how many times they came and they weren't given a chance to rest, though all three did pass out at one time or another. At length each black man finally came, triggering one last orgasm in their conquests, before they dressed and left without a word.

   Veronica, sprawled face down on a bed, moaned. “I can't...feel...my legs.”

   “Oh god.” Lillian was curled up in a ball on the floor. “Me either.”

   Being accustomed to such brutal fucking, June was more alert, though even her pussy ached. She sat in a corner, wiping cum from her eyes. “So, mom, how do you feel about  LIU now?”

   “I take back...everything.” Lillian weakly opened her eyes and smiled at her youngest daughter. “Honey?”

   “Yes, mom?”

   “Congratulations. You're going to college.”

   Veronica sighed. “I can't wait.”

EPILOGUE

   Two months later, Veronica Summers settled into a routine at Long Island University.

   When she wasn't in class she was at the Kappa Gamma sorority house, getting her brains screwed out by whatever black man happened by the living room. To her surprise she developed a taste for more than just black dick. Thanks to her skilled tongue she was also able to bypass the pledging process and become a full fledged member by personally bringing every one of the sorority members to orgasm. She agreed to continue servicing any of them whenever they asked, and many of the black men took great pleasure in watching them perform.

   One afternoon while a man named Luke was pounding her from behind, Veronica had her face buried in the crotch of Faith Jones. The blonde's mammoth breasts heaved and jiggled as she thrashed in orgasm. She was so busy she hadn't even heard him come in but was delighted when her pussy was unexpectedly filled.

   A while later, June arrived to find her sister and Faith curled up in each other's arms on one of the cum-stained, worn out couches. She cleared her throat and smiled as Veronica opened her eyes. “Hi.”

   “Hey sis.” Veronica glanced at Faith, who was fast asleep. “Did you need something?”

   “I just thought you'd want to know mom called. She said she's going to come visit next week.”

   Veronica nodded. “Good. Derek will be pleased to hear that.” She yawned. “Did you know he called me Lillian the last time he fucked me in the ass?” They both laughed.

   “It gets better.” June licked her lips. “She's bringing Aunt Jackie with her.”

   Veronica's face lit up as she imagined her mom's younger sister being black fucked. “Sounds like fun.”

THE END