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Star Trek: Strange Frontiers, Stranger Friends Ep.1 Karina x Winter (futa/blacked) Ep.2 Miyeon x Chaewon x Mina (orgy + interracial) Ep.3 Yeji (tentacles) Ep.4 Ryujin x Minnie (threesome, DP) Ep.5 Kad a-Fu's Galactic Block Party Ep.6 The Matu Ep.7 Behind the Wall Ep.1 St Marius Island: Interracial Escapades and Tropical Adventures All chapters are in order and should be read as such for storyline continuity. IU: Beachfront Bangin' (Prequel) Mina x Kazuha: Mount Vynus Sohee x Saerom: Welcome to Paradise Mina x Kazuha: BBC Beach Party Ryujin x Jiheon: Welcome Seminar Hitomi Honda: Rough Sohee: Prize Fighter Mina x Kazuha: Jungle Fever Sohee x Saerom: Rainy Day Mina, Kazuha, Sohee, Saerom, Hitomi: Together (3yr Anniversary Special) Somi x Manon x Fatou: Broken (NONCON) IU x Yeseo: Casino Crush Mina x Kazuha: Crystal Cape Cruise Seulgi: Going Native Pt.1 Yujin x Xiaoting: The Collector Pt.1 & Pt.2 IU x Yujin: The Godstone (The Collector Conclusion) Mina x Kazuha: Whitewater Island Hitomi X Sakura: Fun in the Field Seulgi: Going Native Pt.2 Yuqi: Cheerleader Gaeul: Bored Pt.1 Ryujin x Yeji: Fighting Spirit Pt.1 Asa x Yena: Team Spirit Pt.1 Lily: Librarian Pt.1 Bae x Ryujin x Jiwoo: Fighting Spirit Pt.2 Yeji x Dahyun: On Business Ryujin x Jiwoo x Jiyu: Fighting Spirit Pt.3 (BWC) Karina: Work Somi x Danielle x Bahiyyih x Lily: Tarwood Pt.1 Karina x Sohyun: Tarwood Pt.2 Seulgi x Kazuha x Xiaoting x Manon x Fatou: Native Halloween IU x Xiaoting x Yujin: Black D*cks & Dinosaurs Sullyoon: SSC Pt.1 Sullyoon x Belle: SSC Pt.2 Hentai'd: Idol x Futanari, Monster, Tentacle Seulgi x Yooa: Movie Night Pt.1 Karina: Dark Recesses (Tentacle) Seulgi x Yooa: Movie Night Pt.2 Lisa x Minnie x male reader: Succubi Sakura: Forgive Me, Master (NONCON/cult mindbreak) Yeji x Yuna: The Coven BLACKED K-Pop Baddies Yeji: Icy Yeji x Yuna x Lia: Not shy Karina: Hotwife Pt.1 Dahyun: After Party (NONCON) Yoohyeon: Working Girl Yena: BNWO Bomb Somi: Stocking Stuffer (short) Karina: Hotwife Pt.2 Karina x Giselle: Breeding Party Ryujin x Chaeryeong: Bullies Pt.1 Ryujin x Chaeryeong: Bullies Pt.2 Hoodrat Studios Wonyoung x Yujin: Cheerleader Politics Beijing Baddies Pt.1 Yeji x Karina: Besties Go Blacked! Bahiyyih x Somi: Fine Print Cuckold Confessions Somi + BBC bull x male reader Danielle: Wife Material Trailer Park Baddies/Sexton City Natty: Rent's Due Eunbi: The Locksmith One Shots (No Series) Yuqi, Various Idols: Sleigh One Down (Christmas In Afghanistan Story)

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Star Trek: Behind the Wall Ep.1

Part of my ongoing Star Trek series, see my masterlist for more chapters. This series is open to any Star Trek themed requests or suggestions. 8.6k words. Starring: Chaeyoung (Fromis), Sohyun (TripleS), Winter (Aespa), Amadi (OC male character). Blacked, futanari, foursome. A Voth city ship emerges from a rogue transwarp conduit, hunting the Black Mamba and Venom.

Red warnings flashed on every panel of the Black Mamba as the controls went haywire. "Captain! I'm reading a massive energy fluctuation two hundred kilometers to port. There's something coming out of a transwarp conduit." Winter frantically pressed buttons, and Ryujin did the same to her as they struggled to regain control of the navigation and flight systems.

"Battle stations!" Karina shouted, "All crew to battle stations!" Her voice carried across the entire ship, sending dozens of crewmembers to their designated stations. "Myoi, report!" Karina called out.

"It's... It's Voth," Mina said back to her. "Captain... It's a Voth city ship!"

"Voth?!" Karina asked. She spun to face Miyeon, standing stoically beside her. "Cho, get the Archers ready to deploy," Karina said.

Miyeon nodded and rushed to the turbolift. "Hangar bay," Miyeon said to the computer. The turbolift descended into the depths of the Black Mamba, the lowest possible deck that anyone could visit. "Archer pilots, to the hangar!" Miyeon called out after pressing her comm badge.

Three minutes went by before they were assembled and running through startup sequences. Miyeon sat in the cockpit of the small single-seat fightercraft, her eyes momentarily glancing up at the invisible barrier separating the void of space from the hangar bay. The Voth ship had half-emerged from inside a swirling red and green vortex, the strength of which was pulling the ship to it.

It made the Black Mamba and Venom look like specks of debris in comparison. The long, sleek exterior resembled something prehistoric, something intimidating. The shape of it was predatory, and though Miyeon was a reclaimed Borg that often struggled to feel emotion, she felt what she assumed had to be fear as her skin prickled with goosebumps.

"Only three of us," she whispered to herself as the canopy closed above her, snapping shut with a discharge of blue light. She felt comforted knowing that the two best pilots were starting up their engines with her. Chaeyoung, an ace who survived a year stranded on a jungle planet. And Sohyun, a brash, young, very confident pilot who had proven her skills on a couple of dangerous away missions already.

Three would have to do. Chaeyoung and Sohyun gave Miyeon the thumbs up, signaling they were ready. "Minnie, we are ready to deploy," Miyeon said.

"Aye, first officer," Minnie said back to her. The forcefields in the hangar dropped with a static crackling and Chaeyoung zipped out first, spiraling forward into space. Sohyun followed closely behind, and finally Miyeon, who lacked the confidence to do any acrobatic moves with her Archer.

She watched the other two looping, spinning, spiraling, hurtling toward the Voth ship. She closed her eyes for a moment, drifting the controls left, feeling the force bearing down on her as the Archer barrel-rolled. "Finally," Chaeyoung said across the comms, "I was wondering when you would have some fun."

Miyeon gripped the controls for dear life, clutching them tightly as she recomposed herself. The human side faded quickly, replaced by the cold, calculating circuitry of her Borg implants slowing and analyzing everything within nanoseconds.

Voth fighters, Microraptors, as they called them, were flooding out of decks on their host ship. Their number was incomprehensible, swarming in the thousands as they tracked toward the three Archers.

"Captain! We have control back!" Ryujin shouted. "What are your orders?" Her finger hovered over the Warp button, preparing to make a fast getaway if the captain ordered it.

Karina slapped her comm badge. "Venom, are you ready?" "We're ready, captain," Rosé replied. "Vent it, now!" "Venting plasma and firing torpedoes," Rosé said.

The Venom looped around the nose end of the Voth ship, circling it with a ring of warp core plasma that glittered a bright dilithium purple. The Voth wouldn't be able to fire at that moment as all their systems were dedicated to keeping the conduit open.

The Microraptors swarmed on the Venom, their anemic green beams pummeling the shields and trying to wear them down. "Shields are holding!" Eunha said from her station to Rosé.

"Torpedoes, detonate!" Rosé commanded, her hand raising up with a finger pointing at the viewscreen.

"Aye, doing them dirty in five, four, three, two..." Yuqi said, pressing a button that set off a chain reaction of photon torpedoes. The warp plasma caught fire, and the ring of torpedoes around the ship blew the entire nose end clean off, sending it smoldering into a debris field that the rest of the ship forced its way through.

The explosion sent out a shockwave that crippled half the Microraptors, but the others still needed contending with. Sohyun was the first to strike, cutting one in half with dual disruptor cannons ripping through two Voth fighters.

Chaeyoung's Archer tore through space behind her, breaking off and sailing straight upward in a spiraling ascent. Her disruptor cannons blazed orange, destroying one Microraptor, then a second, looping around to follow a third and hit it from behind.

Green beams of weapons fire passed by Miyeon's ship, which gracefully cut through a sea of angry grey and fields of burning debris. She nearly collided with a Microraptor, tilting her Archer right at the last second and missing the wing by millimeters. She pulled the trigger on the disruptors, blazing through a Voth fighter.

"Firing gravimetric torpedoes!" Miyeon said into the comms. Behind her, two black spheres ejected from the Archer, sucking in the space around them until they were a swirling hole of malice pulling in everything unfortunate enough to be within range.

Nearly a dozen Microraptors were ripped apart by the miniature black holes opened up by the torpedoes. Half a dozen more joined them before the spinning black disks disappeared with a beam of blinding white light. Still, hundreds of Microraptors remained, and they were now swarming both the Venom and Black Mamba ceaselessly.

"Shields are falling, captain," Yeji said from behind Karina. "We're losing two percent every minute if they keep this up."

"Cut any non-essential systems and divert power to shields. Ryujin, prepare to go to warp." Karina slapped her comm badge again, "Rosé, get your ship out of there, go to warp as we planned and we'll meet you at the frozen planet," she said.

"Aye, captain, going to warp now." Rosé told her helms controller to engage, and the Venom shot off just as the Voth ship began to clear its rear end from the transwarp vortex.

"Miss Cho, if there was ever a time to be punctual, it's now," Karina said to Miyeon as she leaned over a console and stared up at the viewscreen. She felt too afraid to blink, knowing that something like this could change rapidly enough she would miss it.

"We are breaking off, captain," Miyeon replied coolly. The Black Mamba was traveling in their direction, dragging along two hundred or more Microraptors that were stinging its shields with their bright green weapons fire. Miyeon, Chaeyoung, and Sohyun were flying in a V formation, launching gravimetric torpedoes behind them.

The Voth cut them off halfway to the Black Mamba, engaging them with a ferocity that had all three pilots feeling assured they would not survive. Warnings were sounding in all three cockpits, alerting the pilots to the rapid drop in shield integrity.

"They got my left engine!" Chaeyoung said frantically. Behind her streamed a thick line of burning orange plasma that rippled outward like the wake of a boat on water. Microraptors cut through it, firing at her incessantly. She rolled downward out of the formation, dropping and pushing the controls forward until she was upside down and looping back up.

She spotted the undersides of some Voth fighters, taking the opportunity to fire on them. The disruptors cut through their minimal shields with ease. "Good thing the Voth never adapted their shields for disruptors," Chaeyoung said as she leveled back out with half a dozen still behind her.

The phasers of the Black Mamba shot out in every direction like a light show. They tore through the swarm, sending Microraptors crashing into the shields with debris-laden explosions. Miyeon looked down as the computer warned her one last time. "I am at three percent shields!" Miyeon said, feeling a rush of panic as it dropped to two percent, then dropped another half percent.

"All phasers lock on to the attacking ships pursuing the Archers. Do it, now!" Karina ordered. The phasers aimed forward, scattering around the Archers accurately and driving off as many Microraptors as they possibly could. It wasn't enough, however, as Miyeon's shields fell to half a percent, then a quarter.

Miyeon could see the hangar door and aimed her Archer at it, pressing two buttons that diverted every system to the thrusters. She closed her eyes and waited for the explosion, feeling the Archer slamming into the hangar and skidding along the floor, coming to rest against a wall.

Sohyun followed behind her, but Chaeyoung was hobbling along a fair distance away, still fighting her way to the ship. "Get a tractor beam on her," Karina said.

"I have her," Yeji replied, activating a tractor beam that pulled the Archer into the hangar.

"Full spread of torpedoes, then take us to warp immediately after," Karina said, "Launch them now!" A salvo of torpedoes shot out in every direction, detonating just beyond the Black Mamba and stunning the swarm of Microraptors long enough for Ryujin to hit the warp button. The massive Voth ship had just turned to face them when they rocketed past it, leaving behind the derelict, listing hulks of destroyed ships and debris.

"Captain, Starfleet is gathering as many ships as they can, it's going to take at least three days to reach you. I know that's not what you want to hear, but for now that's all I can give you." Admiral Klethus, the blue-skinned, white-haired Andorian said to Karina with Miyeon and Rosé sitting next to her.

"The only strategy I can possibly imagine right now is to kite them for as long as you can. The Black Mamba is faster than anything the Voth have. You should be able to hide on the dark side of planets and block their long range scans from picking you up. Barring that, well, you'll have to use what resources you have, and you have my permission to do as you must." Klethus tightened his lips, looking as if he knew this would not end well.

"There is a nebula nearby, admiral. My science officer tells me it would dampen our own sensors and systems, but should also do the same to theirs. We would be fighting blind if they were to find us." Karina tugged her purple uniform shirt down, straightening out the crease forming in it.

"As I said, captain, do as you must. It's not ideal, but a rogue Voth ship, that's not something I want any Starfleet vessel going up against alone," Klethus said.

Rosé cleared her throat, raising both eyebrows up and sitting a bit straighter. "The Venom is alongside the Black Mamba, admiral," she said, her chin held high as Klethus's head turned slightly on the screen toward her.

"Indeed it is. Taking the risk you did with the equipment you have is impressive. Scoring a big hit on a Voth city ship with the Venom, that's even more impressive. No doubt there will be medals and commendations when your crews come home." Klethus nodded to them. "Right now, your only focus should be on survival and nothing else."

The bridge was much dimmer than usual due to the blackout rules Karina had imposed upon the ship. All unnecessary systems had been cut, all lights dimmed to the lowest acceptable level, and the crew manning their stations in rotating shifts. The two ships were now in the nearby nebula, moving deeper together in small increments.

"They're passing us now, captain," Winter said from the helm. "On screen." Karina looked on as a small ship passed by, a merchant by the design and layout. "Should I scan it?" Winter asked. "No," Karina said, "Not unless they scan us first."

They had entered the nebula ten hours earlier with visual confirmation that the Voth had followed them in. Now, they were playing a tense game of moving only once per hour and relying on nothing more than eyesight, the viewscreen, and windows. Many of the crew made the remark that ancient sailors would have done the exact same, minus the viewscreen.

The Venom drifted along beneath the Black Mamba, facing in the opposite direction. Rosé had her eyes glued to the viewscreen, watching a long, cigar-like ship drifting by. "Let it go," she said before anyone could ask. "Unless it's Voth, or attacking us, I don't want to hear a word about another ship."

Chaeyoung, dressed in her flight suit and ready for another round, walked down the hallway of deck nine. The wall panels had gone silent and black, devoid of their usual soft hum and auto-waking whenever a crewmember stepped within proximity.

The hallway itself was eerie, giving her an almost foreboding sense of dread with every step. Normally, hallways were blindingly bright, but this time they were almost too dark. Being a Kuungari, her eyes glowed with a nocturnal, predatory sheen in the darkness, enabling her to see every feature and facet of what was ahead.

She rounded the corner to see the hulking frame of Kuur, the Gorn security officer, standing watch at one of the security stations. He clutched a massive weapon in his hands, one that engineering had custom made for him since the standard phaser rifle was too small.

She was a few steps from him when the entire ship began to shake. Tremors ran through the floors, rattling the walls, sending objects in some of the rooms crashing. "Damnit!" she heard someone yell from inside one of the rooms.

Chaeyoung tucked her helmet under her arm, staring up at Kuur. "How do you feel about your buddies hunting us, lizardboy?" she asked him. Kuur's toothy snout twitched a little, baring his teeth for the slightest second.

"They are not my 'buddies'. My loyalty is here." Kuur clutched his weapon with enough force that his scaly hand made a leathery sound as it wrapped tighter around it.

"We'll see about that," Chaeyoung said up to him. "I fought your people in the war, they were terrible pilots, and treacherous prisoners. On Hulogomar they shot any reptilian that surrendered." She inched closer to him, her head tilted back, never breaking eye contact. "The moment your primitive lizard brain decides to step out of line, just know I'll be the one to put a phaser through it."

"If you can reach," Kuur said with a hiss. The edges of his mouth drew back in a contorted, frightening smile, exposing the dark gums and the full length of his serrated teeth.

"Ensign," called a voice from down the hall. Chaeyoung's eyes glowed white, tinged with a blue ring as she turned to the oncoming party. "Good thing I found you," IU said in a low, almost nervous tone. Chaeyoung's eyes creeped her out, making her feel like prey in the dark hallway. All she could see was two floating orbs staring at her from a dark silhouette.

"The captain wants all pilots in sickbay for a fitness check. Have you got time right now?" IU asked her, finally coming close enough to see the features on Chaeyoung's face.

"Yes, I have time," Chaeyoung replied, brushing back her short hair. She glanced up at Kuur one last time, watching the edge of his lip curl in a silent sneer.

"Be nice, Kuur," IU said to him, putting a hand on Chaeyoung's shoulder. "By the way, Kuur, you're due in sickbay tomorrow as well for a prostate exam. That is assuming you have a prostate to find. We'll sort that out when we get to it." IU and Chaeyoung made their way down the hall, hearing an annoyed crocodile-like rumbling emanating from behind them.

"Sickbay," IU said. The turbolift whirred to action, shooting up a few decks. "Ladies first." IU held out her hand, ushering Chaeyoung out of the turbolift and into the blinding white hallway of sickbay. She had to hold her arm up to block the sudden deluge of light washing out her eyes. "Computer, dim sickbay lights fifty percent," IU said.

The lights lowered down to a much more acceptable level, and Chaeyoung lowered her arm. "Sorry about that. There's only two crewmembers with nocturnal eyesight on board this ship." IU ushered her into the main sickbay room where Sohyun was already sitting.

"Who's the other?" Chaeyoung asked. "Our sunshine and rainbows lizard friend who is always spreading cheer and joy wherever he goes," IU replied. "Ah."

Chaeyoung set her flight helmet on a table next to Sohyun's, taking a seat beside her on the most uncomfortable chair she had ever felt. "Nice flying out there," Sohyun said, sitting back with her arms and legs crossed.

"Better than yours," Chaeyoung replied bluntly. "Definitely not." "Second place pilot response." "I'm second to nobody." "Really? Because you definitely looked second rate while I was tanking Microraptors." Chaeyoung said, crossing her legs. "Tanking because you got hit. Hallmark of a bad pilot." "Well you can just go fu-"

"Sohyun," IU interrupted, rapping her finger on a datapad. "Come with me and we'll get this over with faster than a Borg assimilating a strawberry cheesecake. First, you'll need to strip down to skivvies." She led Sohyun over to a table after she undressed, and Chaeyoung watched with wide, nervous eyes as IU practically began to assault her.

"Open up," IU demanded, her gloved hands prying open Sohyun's jaw. IU's eyes were so close they were almost inside her mouth with a bright light shining around. "Cavities! You haven't been using your sonic brush, have you? Lazy girl," IU scolded her, using a regenerator on one of Sohyun's molars. "Ugh, what if this cavity had gotten worse and ruptured while you were flying? Could have put us all at risk. And yourself, of course."

Chaeyoung had a smug look on her face as IU's assistant worked on Sohyun's teeth, and IU herself turned to the rest of Sohyun's body. "Sit up straight," IU said. Sohyun complied, albeit reluctantly. "Don't mind me, it's for medical purposes," IU said. She reached her hands around from behind Sohyun, grabbing her big tits and squeezing them firmly.

"Hey!" Sohyun said, furrowing her brows angrily as a nurse held her arms up.

"Firm, healthy, no lumps, excellent." IU ran her hands over Sohyun's arms, inspecting her from shoulder to fingertip. She grabbed the sides of Sohyun's head, turning it side to side with an audible popping sound. "Joint health might need addressing."

"Do you have to be so rough, doctor?" Sohyun asked as IU wrapped a hand around her forehead, tilting her back and forcing her to lie down on the bed. The assistant sighed, diving back into Sohyun's mouth with the regenerator.

"Part of the process," IU said. She cocked her fist back, giving Sohyun a firm punch to the side.

"What the he-" "Did that hurt?" IU asked. "Yes!" Sohyun said angrily. "Not good, not good." IU shook her head, taking notes. "Let's see those feeties," IU said, running her hands down Sohyun's legs. "Hey! Wait a minute!" Sohyun tried to sit up, but the assistant forced her back down.

Chaeyoung sat in total fear, but also struggled to hold back laughter as IU and no less than three nurses examined Sohyun's entire body. IU grabbed Sohyun roughly and flipped her over onto her stomach. "Looks like we have a classic case of junk in the trunk, as ancient earthlings used to say," IU joked, giving Sohyun's ass a firm slap.

"What are you doi-" "What's this? How did you get this scar?" IU asked, lowering her face to examine a finger-length scar along the back of Sohyun's thigh. "None of your business," Sohyun growled. "Is that so?" IU asked.

For another fifteen minutes she subjected Sohyun to intrusive questions, rough examination, and sardonic remarks. When she was done, Sohyun looked scared, agitated, and confused, pulling her uniform back on as she walked.

"Chaeyoung," IU called, holding her hands out at the table as if presenting it. "Down to your skivvies, please."

Chaeyoung undressed, hopping onto the table in black underwear and opening her mouth on command. "No cavities," IU said, pausing for a moment. Chaeyoung's teeth were unlike any IU had seen, almost shark-like in the back, but strikingly human in the front.

"Do all your people have knives for molars?" IU asked. Chaeyoung nodded in reply. "Mind if I touch one?" IU inserted a gloved finger when Chaeyoung nodded again, pressing the pad to the tip of the tooth. "What do your people eat that would call for this evolutionary feature?" IU asked her.

"Pecops, fish, snakes." Chaeyoung gave short and simple answers, which IU liked. "Pecops?" IU asked, pulling her finger out to see that the glove had been punctured on the sharp tooth. "They are a large rodent. We also eat Toolur," Chaeyoung said. "What's a Toolur?" IU asked her absentmindedly, still fascinated by the rows of teeth. "Hostile reptile humanoids that we hunt on our homeworld."

The words made IU stop, the light shaking in her hand slightly. She gazed up into Chaeyoung's dark eyes, suddenly feeling a pang of fear running through her entire body. "Reptile humanoids?" IU asked quietly.

Chaeyoung's jaw snapped shut with a clack, causing IU to jump slightly. "They raid our cities and eat the children. If you think my teeth are scary, imagine dozens of thumb-sized knives ripping into your body, tearing chunks out of it. They are feral beasts, humanoid only in form."

"What do they look like?" IU asked nervously. The nurses had paused their examinations, stepping back from the patient.

"Three meters long, reptilian by nature but almost human in form, claws on all four limbs, able to walk bipedal." Chaeyoung held her hands up, mimicking claws, closing them with a chomp of her teeth.

"Well," IU said, "Let's go on with the exam. Do you mind if I?" IU's hands were held out, extending toward Chaeyoung's chest.

"Do as you need to do, doctor." Chaeyoung's voice was almost as cold as the room itself, which felt icy on her skin. IU took a deep breath and began to grope Chaeyoung's chest, feeling for any lumps or abnormalities.

"Thank you," IU said with a gulp. The examination went much smoother and gentler than Sohyun's had, and Chaeyoung soon found herself standing upright with IU examining her backside. "Are these scars or markings?" IU asked, looking over claw-like lines in the sides of Chaeyoung's hips.

"Tribal markings," Chaeyoung replied. IU wondered what they meant, if anything, but didn't want to pry further as she was behind schedule and needed to visit with the captain soon.

"You're quite fit and I see no reason why you can't continue flying." IU punched an approval into the datapad as the doors of sickbay slid open. Karina's purple uniform shirt and Chaewon's gold one entered. "Both pilots are fit and ready to fly, captain," IU said.

"Thank you, doc," Karina said. Her eyes looked up and down Chaeyoung's body, lingering on her abs for a moment. "Miss Lee," Karina said, getting a "yes captain?" from both Chaeyoung and IU. "Lee Chaeyoung," Karina said with a sigh. She seemed unable to get away from all the people with matching last names, always getting multiple replies whenever she used them. "I'll have a word with you in my quarters. Go to the bridge and wait there for me."

Chaeyoung pulled on her uniform and nodded to the captain. She quietly approached Karina, tight lipped and not making eye contact. "Is this about the lizard?" she asked in a near whisper, a nervous tinge to her voice for the first time in a long time.

Karina nodded silently. "Miss Kim will escort you," she said, unaware that Winter had followed them into sickbay. "Yes, captain," she heard both of them say from behind her. "Are you kidding me?" Karina spun around to see both Chaewon and Winter standing beside each other.

Winter's eyes flared wide, immediately darting to the floor to stare at her feet. "Go to the bridge, all three of you," Karina said sternly. The doors closed with a hiss, and Karina turned back to IU, waving the nurses off to other tasks. "In your office," Karina said, holding her hand out toward IU's office door.

"What is it, captain?" IU asked as soon as the door had closed.

"I'll cut to the core, doctor," Karina started, looking around the office at all of IU's collected medical tools from centuries long gone. "The chances we make it out of here without casualties are effectively zero. I need you to prepare for a mass casualty event. Specifically, I need you to begin training crewmembers on emergency medical procedures so they can either treat themselves or others for wounds that are not life threatening. We cannot have sickbay overrun by non-critical conditions, I need people at their stations if and when the fighting starts."

"Betazoid bun cakes, Karina," IU exclaimed, setting her datapad down and sitting back on her wooden desk. The office was in sharp contrast to the sleek ship interior outside it. Wood and archaic decorations made it feel as if they were on some ancient boat instead of a starship.

"I'll do what I can. What are you plans for the Voth, anyway?" IU asked. Karina gave her a tightlipped stare in return. "Captain, I'm the ranking medical officer, and though I'm not present on the bridge, I am considered a command officer aboard this ship. I have a right to know what we're getting into so I can prepare appropriately."

Karina unclasped her hands from behind her back, not realizing she had picked up the habit from Miyeon. "Our only plan right now is to use the last gravimetric torpedoes to slow them down, and then warp out of here as fast as we can. There's an M class planet nearby we can use to try and hold out on if we need to."

"You are joking." IU looked incredulous, her eyebrows shooting upward. "A Voth city ship can have hundreds of thousands aboard, if not millions, and your plan is to hide in a cave on some random planet with a handful of phaser rifles? They would find and kill us in hours."

"With all due respect, doctor, there isn't much else we can do in this situation. We are a warship that is purpose built for fighting adversaries within a wide side range. Unfortunately, a Voth city ship does not fall into that range, it would take a hundred Black Mambas to even scratch it. Our only backup right now is a starship older than you and I combined that can barely push warp six on a good day. Until Starfleet arrives with more backup, we have to employ hit and run tactics," Karina finished.

"You would think Starfleet could come up with a better solution to ships that size, especially after the war," IU said quietly, folding her arms. "All these years later, and we still have no answer for it."

"That is the way of things, as the Jem'Hadar would say," Karina said. She again unclasped her hands from behind her back, mentally berating herself for not realizing she had done it again.

"It doesn't have to be." IU walked over to a replicator, pressing a button instead of speaking a command. A dark black coffee appeared, the top covered in an amber foam. "Maybe things will change now that Starfleet is more receptive to having ships like this."

"Maybe," Karina said, "But until then, we will have to make do."

Chaeyoung emerged from Karina's quarters after a scolding that lasted a half hour and culminated in an official reprimand, the first she had on her record. She wanted to stomp and hit things on her way to the turbolift, but disciplined herself not to. "Deck nine," Chaeyoung said coldly, feeling the turbolift subtly shift into action.

The doors opened and Sohyun was standing outside them. She held a box in one hand and a bottle of Saurian brandy in the other. "I was just at your quarters, thought we could discuss tactics or strategies for our next scrap... Assuming that you're not too good to talk to a second rate pilot," Sohyun said.

Chaeyoung moaned as Sohyun's lips kissed the side of her neck. "Second rate pilot, first rate kisser," she moaned heavily, her eyes fluttering as Sohyun's hand pulled up her uniform top and slid down the front of the trousers.

"I know some first rate dick, if that's what you want," Sohyun whispered as her fingers made contact with Chaeyoung's clit. A soft, wanting moan escaped Chaeyoung's lips.

"Yes," Chaeyoung moaned, her hands grabbing hold of Sohyun's heavy left breast to squeeze it. Her mind was swirling, thoughts becoming hazy and unclear as Sohyun continued to finger her pussy slowly.

Sohyun pressed a dripping wet finger to Chaeyoung's lips, the same one that had just been inside her. Chaeyoung licked it gently, sucking on it. "I'll be back," Sohyun said, getting up and disappearing from Chaeyoung's quarters.

Chaeyoung took the respite to undress and strip completely bare, leaving her uniform neatly folded on the chair beside her bed. She placed the helmet on top, running her hands over the scarred outer layer boasting her near misses and close calls.

She flopped back on the bed, spread out in an X shape, waiting impatiently for Sohyun to return with whoever it was she had gone to get. Chaeyoung closed her eyes, not wanting to see who it was when Sohyun stepped back through the door.

She felt Sohyun's hands on her abs and waist, her tongue dragging across her skin slowly. Chaeyoung ran a hand through her hair, brushing it back and finally opening her eyes. Sohyun flicked her tongue across her clit, making Chaeyoung moan as the other person in the room stripped.

Winter stppd at the edge of the bed, tugging on her fat cock as she licked her lips. Behind her was another figure, Amadi, the black crewmember that Chaeyoung always saw Winter with.

"Ensign, I didn't know you were a..." Chaeyoung trailed off.

"Horny feral animal?" Winter asked as Amadi fondled her little tits from behind, caressing her pale body against his dark skin. Winter bit her bottom lip and moaned out loud. Her body was easily half the size of the black man behind her, making her look tiny.

"Can't believe you haven't been invited to the holodeck orgies," Sohyun said, now positioning herself between Chaeyoung's legs.

"Orgies?" Chaeyoung asked, propping herself up on her elbows. "Heh," Winter snickered, "we're always fucking in the holodeck, three times a week." "Is that why it's blacked out at certain times on certain days?" Chaeyoung asked, biting her lip as Sohyun buried her face in her muff.

"Yep," Winter said. She reached back and started to jerk Amadi off, pressing his big black cock against her side. The tip was already dripping with precum that dribbled out and dangled from the underside.

Sohyun gripped Chaeyoung's hips, lifting her up off the bed and driving her tongue deep into her pussy. Chaeyoung's neck bent, forcing her chin into her chest as Sohyun sat on her knees and feasted on her cunt.

"Yes!" Chaeyoung shouted, reaching up to grip the back of Sohyun's head. "Yes, yes, eat that fucking pussy! Oh fuck! Lick it good!" she cried out with every lash of Sohyun's tongue.

Winter crawled onto the bed on all fours, her small tits and throbbing cock dangling beneath her. Amadi mounted her from behind without warning, gripping Winter's neck and forcing her down with a yelp of surprise. He jammed his BBC into her pussy, slamming the entire length in until he was balls deep.

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes, staring at the blank expression on Winter's face as Amadi began to fuck and pound her relentlessly. Within seconds, Winter had already submitted herself, collapsing forward and letting her fat dick get smashed into the mattress.

Sohyun lifted her head for a moment to look at Winter, smirking as she whimpered helplessly. The bed shook as Amadi grunted and groaned, pumping Winter's pussy full of thick, long black cock. "Yes! Give it to me!" Winter cried, gripping the blankets and pulling them in bunches.

Amadi pulled his cock from her, flipping Winter over and straddling her small chest. "Clean it up," Amadi said, letting his BBC slap against Winter's soft cheeks and nose. "Nasty holoheck hoe," Amadi said down to her, giving Winter a soft slap on the cheek.

Winter gasped and opened her mouth wide, revealing a tongue covered in pink nodules that massaged his head and shaft as she sucked it in. "That's it, put that dick where it belongs," Amadi groaned, brushing her hair back as his hips raised above her face.

Winter's eyes widened, a muffled scream filtered out around Amadi's shaft as he drove it straight down and buried it in the back of Winter's throat. Winter slapped at his abs, her eyes rolling back, throat bulging obscenely with her cheeks turning red.

Sohyun dropped Chaeyoung's hips, licking her way up her abs and chest, dragging her tongue up to her lips and forcing her way in. Chaeyoung offered no resistance, only a pair of hands that pulled Sohyun in deeper until they were wrestling each others tongues.

Sohyun's eyes rolled back, her tongue sliding out of Chaeyoung's mouth abruptly. She felt Amadi's BBC probing her pussy, the head slowly pushing inward, parting her lips until it gave way to penetration. Sohyun bit into her lower lip, moaning loudly. "It's so big," she said to Chaeyoung.

Winter sat up next to them, her girlcock throbbing up and down on its own without being touched. "I need a hole," Winter panted, "I need a hole!" Her voice sounded desperate and weak, as if she would die if her request wasn't granted.

Chaeyoung rolled out from under Sohyun's rocking body, ignoring her screams as Amadi began to plow and thrust into her pussy. She got on all fours, ass up in the air, leaning over with her mouth wide open to take Winter's dick in her mouth and throat.

"Oooohhh yes! OHHHH FUCK YES!" Winter shouted. Her mouth hung wide open at the first touch of Chaeyoung's tongue to her tip. The head swelled, pumping out a load of precum that could have counted as an orgasm. It was sickly sweet on Chaeyoung's tongue, making her eyes bat in surprise.

Sohyun slumped forward, moaning as Amadi rode her down into a pronebone position and fed her pussy with his big black cock.

Chaeyoung gagged loudly as Winter shoved her cock in impatiently, spearing the head into the back of her throat with force. Chaeyoung coughed up spit around the shaft, groaning and rolling her eyes as Winter pumped into her throat.

She could see Winter, but could hear and feel her panting, along with the wet drool that poured from her extended, hanging tongue. Sohyun latched her hands onto Chaeyoung's ass, shoving her tongue deep into her pussy from behind.

"I can't... Ungffffgghhh," Winter groaned, her entire body tensing up as Chaeyoung began to suck eagerly. Winter's words were suddenly incomprehensible, a mix of moans, random vocalizations, and words that the universal translator had no way of picking up.

Chaeyoung sucked hard and deep, letting Winter's cock stretch her jaw and throat to its limits. She could feel her heavy balls beneath it, dangling freely and occasionally slapping against her chin. Chaeyoung's eyes almost popped out of her head when she reached a hand up to fondle them, feeling not two, but three balls in a sack, all of them the size of a plum.

"Holy shit," Chaeyoung moaned, her words muffled by the big fat girlcock stuffing her horny mouth and bulging her throat.

Sohyun crawled over Chaeyoung's back, leaning over her while Amadi continued to thrust his dark cock into the deepest parts of her pussy. "Suck it," Sohyun groaned, grabbing Chaeyoung by the back of the head. "Suck on that fucking cock, make it cum down your throat!"

Winter tensed up again, her abs flexing, eye twitching, mouth hanging open dumbly as she gasped for air. "Unnnnggggghhfgfgg fuck!" she shouted, throwing her head back with a silent scream as she blasted the back of Chaeyoung's throat with thick ropes of blue tinted cum.

Sohyun held Chaeyoung down on Winter's cock, refusing to let her up. She gripped around Chaeyoung's neck and throat, forcing her to keep sucking through the orgasm. Light blue cum poured from her bottom lip, running down her chin and onto the bed like an endless waterfall.

Winter fell back with a gasping moan, her legs spread wide, head dangling off the side of the bed. The moment Sohyun released her, Chaeyoung crawled over Winter's limp body and kneeled on the floor, kissing her upside down.

Amadi pulled out of Sohyun, slapping his wet BBC against his palm as he circled around to where Winter hung from the bed. He lowered his hips, gathering up Winter's own cum on the head of his cock, and the fed it to her over and over.

Chaeyoung spit the last of it onto the shaft of his BBC, and then guided it into Winter's waiting mouth. Amadi slid it in, the head creating a massive bulge in Winter's throat as she gagged and spit up some of her own cum, causing it to run across her cheeks and into her nose.

Sohyun pushed Winter's legs apart, running her tongue along the heavy balls and dragging it up the shaft. She tasted the traces of sweet cum, savoring it on her tongue as she pulled the cock upright.

Chaeyoung ran her tongue along the side of Amadi's cock, lubricating it with spit as he rammed it into Winter's throat repeatedly. He pulled out, pausing to aim it back into Winter's mouth, but Chaeyoung took it instead and began to suck hungrily.

Amadi's dark hand ran through her short hair, brushing it back as she sucked him in. The room was full of moans, mostly from Winter, who made an obnoxious whimpering as Sohyun sucked her deeply.

Amadi reached down and picked Chaeyoung up with his hands under her armpits, throwing her down on the bed and pulling her hips to the edge. "Are you ready?" he asked her. She could feel his BBC resting against the folds of her pussy, the leaking head on her clit.

"Take it," Chaeyoung moaned, biting into her bottom lip as Amadi backed his hips up and his black cock fell into place. He pushed forward, easing it into her with a low groan. Her tight walls strangled his black cock, pulling it in deeper and deeper.

"Oh... Oh fuck," Amadi said as he felt a strange sensation overtaking him. There was a sudden pain along his shaft that subsided seconds later, and then a wave of euphoria that blanked out his mind. All he could think about was Chaeyoung and the need to thrust, the need to breed.

Sohyun wrapped both hands around Winter's new erection, her fists pumping up and down roughly to force Winter's hips up and down. "I'm gonna... Aaahh, I'm gonna!" Winter moaned, writhing at Sohyun's touch. Sohyun pressed her lips to the head, sucking on it for a moment.

Just as Winter felt the next climax coming, Sohyun stopped. Winter sat up slightly, propped up on her elbows as Sohyun mounted her. "Thought it would be that easy, huh?" Sohyun smirked, mashing Winter's messy cock against the entrance of her pussy.

Amadi pressed his weight forward, his black cock bottoming out inside Chaeyoung. His entire shaft felt as if her pussy had tiny suckers in it, like an octopus, and each one was refusing to let go of where it had latched on. He'd never felt anything like it, and felt himself drawing a blank when his hips couldn't pull back.

He looked down, feeling his BBC being milked as if she were sucking on it again. "Huh?" he groaned, watching Chaeyoung's abs flexing and rolling, her lower body doing a strange wave as his cock swelled harder than it ever had.

Sohyun lowered her hips on Winter's cock, letting it slide along her soaking wet walls until she was squarely seated in place. "It's so fucking fat," Sohyun moaned, feeling the throbbing cock pulsing and leaking out a non-stop gush of precum.

Sohyun's pussy squelched as she raised up and let her hips fall, pushing out a bubbling, foamy mess around the base of Winter's cock. Winter gave Sohyun's ass a hard slap on each cheek, then flung her hands and arms up over her head, letting her tongue dangle from the edge of her mouth.

"Yeah, that's what I want," Sohyun said, her pussy making a particularly nasty squelch as it took in the full length of Winter's cock. Sohyun grabbed her own hair up in her hands, pulling it back and arching her body backward while riding the whimpering, moaning girl below her.

"Unnngghh let go," Amadi groaned, begging Chaeyoung to break the grip on his black cock. She shook her head no, the edge of her mouth curling in a wicked smile as she gripped even tighter around his shaft. His BBC felt engorged, larger than it should, and he could swear it had to be because of the intermittent jolts of pain he felt between waves of euphoric pleasure.

Amadi felt as if he would cum at any moment, and found himself struggling to hold back as Chaeyoung's body literally milked him like some kind of machine. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," he groaned, his eyes rolling back, breath heavy as his hips forced their way backward and he was able to micro-thrust into her.

The small amount of pleasure was enough to send him over the edge, his orgasm speeding through the shaft and up to the throbbing tip. He looked down at Chaeyoung, panicking at the color of her eyes. They had turned blood red, the iris a neon blue that glowed around a dark center. Amadi couldn't help but shout as he came, staring down at the freaky eyes and rows of bared shark-like teeth.

Amadi felt a warmth across his cock, and then the powerful grip let go. His BBC dripped in a thick, viscous orgasm, one that seemed to shimmer with bioluminescent flecks as it fell in strands from his shaft and balls. Chaeyoung reached a hand down between her legs, her fingers gathered some of his cum, and then lifting it to her mouth to suck on it. Her eyes had returned to normal, though they glowed slightly in the low light of the room.

Sohyun moaned beside her, riding Winter hard and fast, her hips rising up to the head and them plummeting back down to swallow up her entire cock. Winter looked and sounded helpless, her tongue flopping around, panting and whimpering, letting out a yelp every time Sohyun drove Winter's hips into the bed.

Winter moaned something incoherent, stuttering over and over. Sohyun reached down to wrap a hand around her throat, applying pressure. Winter's cheeks flushed red, her eyes rolled, and her hips bucked upward to meet Sohyun's with a thick orgasm spraying out of the head of her cock without warning.

Winter threw her head to the side, feeling Amadi's BBC pressing to her lips and then slipping into her mouth. She opened instinctively, letting him in, and then tasted the strangest flavor that had ever met her tongue. It started salty, then turned to sweet, and then ended so sourly that her face scrunched up and her eyes closed tight.

Euphoria washed over her almost instantly afterward, her cock rocketing back to a full erection. She suddenly felt like she could fuck for hours, if not days, and breeding was all she could think about. Amadi gripped her hair, driving his cock into her throat until he was hard again, and then flipped Chaeyoung over and re-mounted her.

Sohyun screamed as she reached down and fingered herself, spraying an orgasm across Winter's tummy and chest, splattering her face in flecks of cum. Sohyun moaned and gripped Winter's chest, her stomach inflating and deflating, feeling Winter pumping up into her. "Fuck," Sohyun whispered through a panting moan, "You can't be hard again already."

Winter licked her lips and rolled Sohyun over, grabbing her legs and pushing them back into her chest. Winter's hips bucked up and down feverishly, panting as she kept her cock deep inside Sohyun with small, measured thrusts.

Amadi placed a hand around the back of Chaeyoung's neck, pinning her in place as he thrusted into her cunt. His big black nuts slapped at her thighs, swinging around as he lost control of himself and pumped her wildly. "Just like that! Deeper! Harder!" Chaeyoung shouted, grabbing the edge of the bed and screaming into the blankets.

She crossed her ankles and her pussy locked onto his BBC again, bringing his sudden streak of power to a grinding halt. Again, he felt the stinging, and then euphoria, except this time she let go and he was right back to thrusting.

"Ensign Kim," Karina's voice said through Winter's comm badge still attached to her uniform on the floor.

"Not now, captain!" Winter shouted. She had Sohyun rolled up in a ball, pressing her entire weight into her pussy with every thrust. Karina called for her again, and Winter clenched her teeth as sweat poured down her face and neck. "Aaaahh!" Winter cried out, yanking her cock from Sohyun and sliding off the bed, fishing for her comm badge.

"Yes, captain?" Winter asked, her feet still up on the edge of the bed as she balanced on her elbows with the comm badge in hand.

"What's your location?" Karina asked. "I'm uh, I'm with Amadi. Why captain?" Karina didn't reply. "Captain?" Winter asked again, brushing back her sweat soaked hair. "Nothing, Miss Kim, I have it under control now." The line closed with a sound, and Winter wondered what Karina had really wanted.

Amadi's hips raised so high that his BBC flopped out of Chaeyoung, only to be forced back in roughly when they came back down. Chaeyoung screamed, biting into a blanket and lifting it up with her teeth.

Winter returned to Sohyun, who rolled over onto her tummy beside Chaeyoung and waited for Winter to take her again. She lifted her round ass up to meet Winter's hard cock, swallowing it up with her tight pussy.

"Take. This. Dick." Amadi repeated with each thrust. He fucked Chaeyoung with force, groaning and pressing her body deep into the mattress with every clap of his hips against her jiggling ass. He felt his cock being sucked in again, the euphoria rushing through his body, and then his BBC being pulled in until the base was pressed tight to her ass.

Chaeyoung's pussy foamed around his dark cock, squelching nastily with every deep thrust that he gave her. She felt the intense heat between her legs, moaning as Amadi railed her to the point that her eyes began to glow red and blue again, crossing inward with her tongue hanging out.

Winter pinched her tongue between her teeth and continued pumping with all the energy she had left in her body. Her chest had turned bright red, sweat covered every inch of her skin, and her cheeks were a deep crimson color as she held back another orgasm.

Sohyun rose up on her hands and knees, throwing her entire body back against Winter, riding her pussy along the entirety of her hard cock. Winter panted, letting her tongue fall out of her mouth fully, drooling over Sohyun's ass as it slammed against her hips.

Cum gushed from Winter's cock, spurting into Sohyun violently as she crossed her eyes. Winter let out an exhausted, whimpering sigh as the last of her load emptied itself into Sohyun. "Aaaahhh," she said, falling forward and wrapping her arms around Sohyun, kissing her soft, sweaty skin.

No matter how hard Amadi tried he could not pull his cock from Chaeyoung, nor did he want to. He felt every nerve tingling, his entire cock being massaged by something deep inside her, another orgasm building as her body milked him hard.

The panels in Chaeyoung's quarters began to flash red, accompanied by the alarm meant to wake up any sleeping personnel. A panting, exhausted Winter stumbled to her feet and struggled to pull her uniform back on. Sohyun, dripping cum down her thighs and legs, also struggled to get hers on.

Amadi's brain was yelling at him to hurry up, that he had to go, but Chaeyoung's pussy had other ideas as it kept him in place. He felt his full length being milked, the cum being sucked straight out of him and drained into her cunt. He couldn't believe how much was coming out, or how good it felt.

His BBC flooded seed into Chaeyoung's pussy, filling her to the point that it began to bubble out around the edges of his shaft. He let out a groan, running a hand across her sweaty back as Chaeyoung panted and let go of the blanket she'd been biting into.

Her pussy relaxed and his cock flopped free with a wet pop. Chaeyoung scrambled to her feet, gushing a massive load of cum down her legs as she dressed. Amadi remained on the bed, his head clouded and feeling dizzy as he struggled to overcome the euphoria.

Chaeyoung and Sohyun rushed down the stairs of the hangar, putting their helmets on as Miyeon jumped into the cockpit of her Archer. "Did they find us?" Sohyun asked.

"A small Voth patrol is nearby, the captain wants us deployed and ready for action." Miyeon rushed through the preflight checklist, pulling on her own helmet and starting up her ship. "Why are you two so sweaty?" she called to them.

"Why are you?" Chaeyoung asked back, seeing that Miyeon's hair was matted with sweat.

"I was playing baseball with Commander Kim and Chief Myoi," Miyeon replied, feeling her cheeks redden slightly. "Hurry, ensigns, we do not have long."

They rushed through the checks, and Minnie dropped the hangar bay forcefields again. The three of them set out into the nebula, trailing through plasma clouds that enveloped the Black Mamba and Venom. A wall of fire separated them from the more dangerous expanse of the nebula, a place where nobody aboard either ship was sure of what lurked beyond.

"Miyeon, Sohyun, be careful," Chaeyoung said over the comms. She turned her head to the right, seeing Sohyun's cheeks were still rosy, sweat still beading down them. Sohyun returned a smile, along with a two finger salute.

A Voth Microraptor appeared ahead, followed by four more. "You're free to engage if you're able to isolate any Voth patrols outside of comms range. Good luck out there. And try to come back in one piece, please," Karina's voice said over the comms.

The Microraptors looked to be on their own, well away from any supporting ship. "Maybe they're lost," Sohyun said. "It is a possibility. I do not see any other Voth nearby," Miyeon replied. "We are clear to engage."

Chaeyoung smirked and lowered her visor, flipping up the protective covers up the weapons buttons and unlocking the trigger to her cannons.

"Let's help them find what they're looking for," she said, punching her Archer forward.

To be continued...

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Ryujin x Chaeryeong: Bullies Pt.2

Part of my BLACKED Baddies series, see my masterlist for more chapters. 9.9k words. Ryujin, Chaeryeong, OC black male, BBC, BNWO, interracial.

Jerry would run short distances before winding himself again, he was so sure they were going to pop up anywhere and torture him, he ran on pure terror for more than a couple of miles before he took a breather in a alleyway.

"What's the hurry lil man?" said a couple of black guys in a backyard as their pit bulls jumped at the fence and barked at Jerry. "Shut the fuck up," the black guy said, pulling the dogs away and puffing on a joint.

Jerry's brain was fried, it was approaching 9:30pm and he felt like he was overloaded, overwhelmed and incoherent as he mumbled back "these... bitches..." he said, heaving in a deep breath.

"Yeah, bitches man, I got two in my mother fuckin' house right now. Shit's crazy," the guy said as he leaned over the fence.

Jerry finally had air in his lungs as he blurted out, "these psycho asian bitches drained my wallet then they fucked and sucked me in the theater, they're crazy as shit," he said, not realizing it was the first sentence in years he hadn't stuttered while getting out.

"Dayummmm, sounds like you had a bomb ass night lil man, shit," he said as his friend came over and stuck a fist out.

"Asian pussy, that's whassup," he said as Jerry reluctantly fist bumped him.

"You don't understand," Jerry started, "th-they ambushed me in the park t-too, she put her foot on my head and they practically raped me," he said.

"So them bitches raped you but you still went to the movies for round two? shit, sounds like you enjoy bein' their lil fuckboy know what I'm sayin'? There aint shit wrong with that, we all do what we gotta do to get that nut off," the guy said as he put his hand on his friends shoulder. "Big Smoke ass mother fucker right here can't get off unless a bitch got her fingers up his ass, shits nasty as fuck but I ain't judge him as long as that bitch clean herself up before touching shit around my house," he continued rambling as his friend nodded.

Jerry felt like he wasn't getting through to them, or maybe he was really isolated and this was just how things happened in the real world. All at once it started to hit him just how sheltered he'd always been, his mother never cared too much about him but she rarely let her kids do anything. She'd even cut Jerry off from his childhood friend because she didn't want him "picking up bad words from him," something Jerry had never really forgiven her over.

These guys looked cool though, the one doing the talking had dozens of neatly kept thin dreadlocks, he was decked out in chains and a black and white athletic outfit with a white undershirt. The other was tall, wearing a tank top and blue jeans, bald, had a dark blue bandana tied around his head and looked like he was jacked enough to smash anything into pieces at a moments notice.

"So whassup? Where you goin' anyway all tired and shit breathing like you runnin' a marathon type shit," the one with dreads asked him, petting one of the pit bulls with the lit joint hanging from his mouth.

"J-just home," Jerry stammered, "those b-bitches tried to take me b-back to their place," he said, watching as they both gave him a confused look.

"So you sayin' they tried to get a round three and you bolted? Say it ain't so I ain't never know a brother to run from the pussy unless it got a gun," he said to Jerry as he looked down at his feet.

"They bully me a-all the time and c-call me the N word," he said as he looked up reluctantly.

"Shit no, I'd be back at that house puttin' the beatdown on all four cheeks nawmsayin?" he said to Jerry, "shit, you must be one of them west siders, all white and shit, raised proper type shit," he said as Jerry tried to fold his arms to hide his Naruto hoodie. "Definitely a soft ass. You a fruit booty?" Asked the taller one.

"Ayo, cut it out with that fruit booty shit." The dreadlocked one took a big puff and exhaled, "where you live king we'll take your ass home," he said as Jerry tried to refuse.

"Th-that's okay I'll w-walk," he said.

"Nah, get in the car, for real we gotchu," he said as he pointed to the side of the house at a late 90's Mustang.

Jerry didn't want a ride from strangers, but he also didn't want to walk six miles across town at night, seven miles if he wanted to avoid going through the worst part of town. Jerry nodded as he walked down the side of the fence with the two large pit bulls following him, both eyeing him up like a snack as he waited by the car.

"Hop in homie, names Letavius by the way. This is my cousin Isaac but everyone call his ass Big Smoke, like in GTA. That Isaac shit is for white people," Letavius said as he got in the back and let Jerry have the front seat.

Jerry was shocked at the number of guns in the car, they were scattered across the dashboard, sticking out from between the seats, he was scared to set one off and remained dead still in his seat as the car backed out of the driveway. "I-I-I-I'm Jerry," he stammered out.

"Damn, they done hit this brother with the whole coat of white paint. Where you live?" Letavius asked.

"Huntington street, it's a bl-block down from th-the old police station and Ch-chipotle," Jerry said.

"Ah shit, you in that badlands bullshit," Letavius said, sitting in the back looking at Jerry and wondering how a scrawny whitewashed nerd like him survived an area like that.

They talked back and forth for a while longer before rolling up on Jerry's block, "th-that one," Jerry said, pointing out his family's rundown house with weeds practically reclaiming the fence.

"Shiiit, you live there?" Big Smoke said as Jerry got out and was promptly embarrassed by his mother flinging open the front door to confront him. "Th-thanks for the ride," Jerry said as his mother came barreling down the steps toward the car.

"You wait just one God damn moment you slick ass mother fuckas!" she shouted as the Mustang sped off. "Who the fuck is you with? they look like mother fuckin' drug dealers!" his mother shouted at Jerry as she dragged him inside by his arm. For an hour she berated him, shouting and screaming before she stormed off to her bed and left him sitting depressed and humiliated on the couch.

Jerry's eight year old sister came out of her room and stood in front of Jerry, "I don't think you was with drug dealers, and you're the bestest big brother in the whole world," she said, giving him a big hug and handing him a chocolate candy from her shirt pocket. "I hope you feel better soon," she said before going back to her room.

Jerry's day had been nuts, the park, the movies, a fleeting moment being around his own kind and being shown some small amount of mercy in his hellish life full of female domination. For a sliver of a moment he felt a smile spread across his face, he'd gotten laid and pumped his two bullies full of cum, he might have even made some friends, even if temporary. And his little sister still loved him even though he wasn't exactly a role model.

He skulked off to his room and closed the door softly, making for the corner where he turned the large vertical mirror around that he'd hidden his reflection from for nearly eight years. He looked at himself, pulling his hoodie up over his head and laying it on the hamper, followed by his shirt, shoes, and khaki trousers. He stood in the mirror staring at his own naked body, his dangerously thin body disappointed him to no end, and those heavy glasses weren't helping at all.

"I forgot my bike," he said to his reflection, realizing his bicycle was in the trunk of Ryujin's car, he dragged his hands down the sides of his face before crawling into bed and looking at his phone as it dinged 20 minutes later.

"Guess what?" read a text message accompanied by a picture of his bicycle in the trunk of her car, a joy emoji accompanied it as she sent a follow up message. "Shouldn't have ran. Next time I see your black ass you're really in for it," it read as he plugged in his phone and rolled over.

Jerry spent nearly the entirety of the next day locked away in his room having a slight mental breakdown as he sat naked except for a pair of white tube socks in his computer chair. He was afraid to go get his bike back, he was afraid to leave the house at all out of some random paranoia even though he knew the girls weren't really going to show up to his house.

"Jerry! I'm taking your sister to softball!" his mom said as she banged on the door.

"Al-alright mom," he replied, peeking from behind his curtains to see her leaving. Jerry sat back in his chair and spaced out for a couple minutes before he thought about whether or not he could remember where those two guys lived. He got dressed quick and used an Uber to cut the distance, getting dropped off near where he thought the house was. He didn't have much time before his mother would be home so he walked quickly to canvas the area until he found the alleyway and saw the red Mustang in the driveway.

Jerry mustered every ounce of courage he had as he walked around front and knocked on the door. He saw the dogs being put out back and a face looking out the front window at him before opening the door. "Shit, it's that west side brother with the afro," Letavius said.

"C-can you h-help me get my bike back?" he asked bluntly, "I-I'll pay you, even," he said, holding up a couple twenties.

"Shit aight, lemme get my shit on," he said as he closed the door and reemerged some minutes later with Big Smoke.

"Those sluts took your mother fuckin' bike too?" he asked as they got into the car and cruised toward Ryujin and Chaeryeong's place.

"Y-yeah, I k-kinda forgot it," Jerry said defeatedly.

"Drained you nuts AND stole your bike, must be some bad bitches," Letavius said, turning the radio up as they rolled block after block. They finally came up on the place, the car sitting outside but his bicycle was locked away in the trunk.

Big Smoke got out and popped the trunk of the Mustang, grabbing a crowbar before he walked straight up to Ryujin's car and began to beat the shit out of it. He broke the taillights, ripped off the bumper, smashed the trunk in until it broke free then reached in and grabbed the bicycle. The car alarm started going off, curious faces peeking out through curtains.

"Holy sh-shit," Jerry stuttered as Big Smoke tossed Jerry's bike into the trunk and they took off like nothing happened.

"Forty dollars," Letavius said as Jerry passed him $40. "We smokin' up tonight, for real," Letavius said as they pulled back into Jerry's driveway and let him out. "You got anything else you need you just come on with it, and here's my fuckin' number," Big Smoke said to Jerry as he held out his fist with a piece of paper for Jerry to take it, which he did as he carried his bicycle into the backyard and began to put it back together.

Jerry couldn't stop chuckling and laughing at the images of Big Smoke destroying Ryujin's car like a toy. His huge arms bashed its rear end to pieces like it was nothing, it was comical to replay over and over again in his mind as he imagined the look on their faces. "Karma biiitch," he said, snorting with laughter as he wiped his bicycle down with a clean rag.

He was so excited to have his bicycle back that he decided to go for a short spin and get some Skittles and a green apple slushy at the gas station, his favorite combination in the whole world. He walked out of the gas station and pushed his bicycle with one hand while slurping on his slushy. He turned into an alleyway he traveled often and headed toward the park, surely Ryujin and Chaeryeong would be too busy dealing with their ruined car to be out today.

His phone dinged with a text from his mother. "Where you at?" she asked.

"The park," Jerry texted back before setting his phone down for a few minutes to eat some Skittles while ignoring her reply.

"Told your girlfriends where you is cuz they out lookin for you, why you aint introduced us?" she had replied. Jerry stared down at the text, his blood ran ice cold as he realized how short the distance was between his house and the park.

"Ohhh fuck!" he said as he started looking around, they had to be here, even on foot it was only a few minutes walk.

Jerry got up and started running, but as he went to mount his bicycle he heard running footsteps behind him, he was ripped from his bike and watched as his half-full slushy went crashing to the ground in a tragic turn of events. "Not my green apple slushy!" he shouted desperately, hitting the ground with a thump.

"You fucking piece of shit!" Ryujin screamed at the top of her lungs as she and Chaeryeong kicked him until he curled up in a ball, his blood boiling as he howled in pain. "You mother fucker, you stupid fucking asshole!" Ryujin said as she mounted him and wrapped her hands around his neck to give him a reminder of the previous day in almost the exact same place.

"What i-is it w-with you and ch-choking me in the park?" he asked up to her stupidly, gripping her wrists as she slapped and punched him before putting her hands back around his throat.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" she shouted as Chaeryeong grabbed at his wrists and tried to hold them above his head, but as she did so Jerry felt like he had a second wind in him. Whether it was courage or the sugary Skittles, he didn't know, but he reached up and slapped Chaeryeong hard across the cheek and used his legs to force Ryujin onto her side.

He desperately climbed on top of Ryujin with his thin wrists locking, he slapped at her and caused her to cover her face while Chaeryeong snuck up behind him and put him in a headlock to drag him away. Jerry refused to give up as he felt the adrenaline rushing through his veins. He was sure he had red laser eyes as he yelled and pulled Chaeryeong's arm from his neck, struggling and fighting them both as they struggled in return to restrain the usually docile nerd.

Jerry flailed and threw punches with all his strength, which was apparently just enough to buy him a couple seconds as he got up onto his feet and swept Chaeryeong's legs from under her. She stumbled and crashed to the ground, rolling in pain.

"A spear by Roman Reigns!" Jerry shouted as he turned and speared Ryujin in the gut, knocking her to the ground and flipping her skirt up. He ripped the panties covering her pussy and tossed them aside, unsure of what he was actually doing.

"What the fuck!" Chaeryeong groaned as she struggled to her feet and stumbled, falling back down to the ground with a sore spot on the back of her head from the crash.

"Stop it you fucking piece of shit, you destroyed my fucking car!" Ryujin screamed as she clawed at him, her eyes going wide as Jerry wrapped a frail hand around her throat to hold her in place while he pulled his BBC out to force into her pussy.

"Sh-shut up bitch!" he said as the tip penetrated her, smashing her with his half-erect black cock as Chaeryeong tried to pull him from her friend with another headlock.

"You stupid fucking dumbass! You could've just asked and we would've given the bike back!" Chaeryeong yelled, slapping at him as she helplessly tried to pry him from her friend.

He wrapped an arm around the back of Ryujin's neck to keep himself attached while his hips pumped away. Chaeryeong continued to slap and claw at his back and shoulders, his hoodie and shirt ripped and shredded from their nails. He threw an elbow behind him and caught Chaeryeong square in the chest, enough to make her quit for a few seconds as he grabbed her and forced her down on top of Ryujin, using his body weight to try and keep her pinned while he piped Ryujin's cunt deep.

Jerry was rock hard now, the feeling of power rushing through him drove him wild as he yanked Chaeryeong's panties off. He climbed on top of her to shove his hard cock deep inside her pussy atop Ryujin, who couldn't move with all the weight pinning her in place. "You fucking ni-" Chaeryeong started but was cut off as Jerry reached forward and clocked her jaw with a donkey punch, stunning her momentarily as he looked down and saw Ryujin beginning to sob.

The blowjob was one thing, getting to creampie them in the theater was another, but this drove him over the edge as he saw those bitchy racist sluts whimpering and sobbing, for once they had to keep their mouths shut.

He pushed his glasses back up and grabbed Chaeryeong's wrists, pinning them to the small of her back and pressing his entire weight forward, driving himself deep into her pussy.

Ryujin was still struggling beneath her, kicking her legs and squirming to try and get out as she looked on at Jerry pumping his hips away enthusiastically inside her best friend. "You fucking asshole fucker bitch, I'll fucking kill you!" she snarled as she freed an arm and reached up to grab at the collar of his hoodie, pulling him down far enough to slap him across the face hard enough to produce stars in his eyes.

She ripped the glasses from his face and threw them away, not even she knew where they'd landed as they clattered through grass and brambles that surrounded them. The sun was setting on them, the struggle continued as Jerry pumped away inside Chaeryeong trying to work up a thick load of nut before Ryujin could escape and beat the fuck out of him again.

Chaeryeong was sobbing, her body prone and laid out atop her friend as Jerry's fat black dick stretched her hole open, her pussy convulsing around his shaft as he fucked her wildly, panting like he was going to die if he didn't cum soon.

Ryujin stretched her other arm out and grabbed hold of Jerry's neck, choking him with her claws digging into his throat, he coughed and gagged slightly, trying to escape her grasp while refusing to let go of Chaeryeong. Ryujin's choking only poured more gasoline on the fire as it spiked Jerry's lust, groaning as Chaeryeong's eyes rolled back into her head and she delivered a shaking orgasm on Jerry's long black dick, whimpering and crying as she did so.

Jerry could feel the life draining from him as Ryujin used every muscle she had to choke his throat, pulling him close to her face. "I'll make you regret everything you ever did you piece of shit. I'll fucking kill you," she growled.

Jerry groaned and laughed at the same time, tensing up in her hands as he pressed his hips forward and collapsed with his balls exploding wild ropes of cum deep inside Chaeryeong. A thick tide of pearly seed pressed deep and close to her unprotected womb, and he drunkenly fell into Ryujin with their foreheads colliding with enough force to break her hold on his neck.

Chaeryeong slipped from beneath him and immediately stood up, her hands digging into her pussy as she desperately tried to remove Jerry's thick load from her cunt. "Heh, heh heh," Jerry groaned stupidly as he laid on his back staring up at the sky, panting with his fat black dick hanging from his pants.

He could hear Ryujin wailing in pain next to him, clutching her forehead and rolling around. "Oh my God!" Chaeryeong yelled as she kneeled beside her friend and held her tight, both of them distracted as Jerry began to crawl in a random direction and came across his glasses by either sheer dumb luck or divine intervention.

He slid them back on and saw something faded pink in front of him, an old jump rope some kid had discarded, he looked back at the girls, grabbing it up as he tackled Chaeryeong and Ryujin, pinning them beneath him and trying his best to tie them both together back to back. "Get the fuck off of us!" Ryujin shouted as she kicked at him but he'd already cinched down the knot and she was squarely attached to Chaeryeong.

"Oh shit, oh fuck," Jerry repeated to himself, "what now? what now?" he said lowly, then the lightbulb went off in his head. "Big Smoke," he said, running to his phone and picking it up. "Pick up pick up pick up," he said as he watched the girls struggling against the flimsy rope.

"Yo whassup? Who the fuck is this?" came Big Smokes deep gruff voice.

"I-i-it's Jerry, I'll give you everything in my bank account if you come to the park near my house and help me right now," he said nervously.

"Help with what? And how much?" Big Smoke asked.

"Uh, $212, and I need you to help me move these b-bully bitches t-to their place," he said, stammering as Big Smoke paused for a moment.

"Hold on, we finna pull up," he said after the pause, hanging up abruptly as Jerry sat on a picnic table praying nobody else walked through on the scene.

"You fucking piece of shit, I swear I'm going to kill you," Ryujin said, spitting toward him as she and Chaeryeong coordinated to stand up together.

"Just stay there, please," Jerry begged as they tried to walk toward him and he got up with his hand outstretched as if it would stop them. They barreled into him and knocked him back against the table, both squashing him under their weight as they struggled with the ropes.

"If I get out of this I swear I'll choke your ass to death with it," Ryujin growled as they aimlessly squirmed around in his lap, pushing him uncomfortably against the table. Jerry's eyes went wide as the rope snapped and it uncoiled from around them, panting in fear as Ryujin clutched it in her hands and began to wrap it around Jerry's neck tightly. She climbed onto the table behind him and lifted upward with her thighs around his head to prevent him from going anywhere.

Chaeryeong mounted his lap and wrapped her hands around his throat, adding to the pressure around his windpipe as car tires squealed in the distance. Jerry looked up at the darkening sky with streaks of red and orange across it as the sun set. His fingers tried to pry at Chaeryeong's or get under the rope to make space, but he could feel himself fading fast, his arms going limp. He choked and coughed, "this is it, fuck," he thought to himself as his eyes began to close and his arms fell to the side.

"Go to sleep you fucking waste of big beautiful dick," Ryujin growled into his ear. "Fucking go to sleep," she said.

"Ayo! y'all crazy ass asian bitches get off my homeboy!" Big Smokes voice called out as he lumbered onto the scene and tore Chaeryeong off Jerry, tossing her to Letavius and slapping Ryujin so hard she fell off the other side of the picnic table onto the ground. Big Smoke picked Ryujin up by the back of her neck and pushed her forward, walking her toward the Mustang as he and Letavius threw both girls into the trunk and sped away with Jerry.

"Yo Smoke, stop at an ATM," Letavius said, Big Smoke did what he asked and pulled up to an ATM for Jerry to withdraw from. "Hey yo, only $100," he said, Jerry looked at him confused but didn't question it as he withdrew $100 from the ATM and returned. They drove across town to Letavius's house, looking around nervously before quickly running inside and grabbing two large dog kennels that they put into the back seat.

"Smoke is gonna help you from here, you wild ass," Letavius said fist bumping Jerry as they pulled away and went back to Ryujin and Chaeryeong's place.

They carried the kennels inside, looking around for any nosy neighbors before quickly forcing the girls into the house. Jerry watched as Big Smoke forced both of them into individual kennels and locked them in with padlocks before handing the keys to Jerry. "I want them kennels back by next week. I was never here," he said, leaving as Jerry sat down and looked at the girls.

The house fell silent except the sounds of soft sobbing as Jerry slowly pushed his glasses back up, noticing one of the lenses was cracked. The girls looked at him, tears streaming down their cheeks as he looked them over and saw that Ryujin still had his flannel on from when she'd taken it at the movies.

"Jerry," Ryujin said softly, her fingers slipping between the wire kennel bars as she looked at him, gripping into the metal as she began to plead. "Jerry, if you let us out now we'll forget about all of this, I promise," she said.

"I don't believe you f-for a s-single second," Jerry said back to her, looking around their neatly kept apartment as he thought about what to do now.

"Jerry, we can work something out," Chaeryeong said, joining Ryujin as she pressed her face to the metal bars and sobbed.

"Maybe we c-can," Jerry said as an idea popped into his head, "two of the most popular sluts in the entire college," he said as he stood up with his phone in hand, turning the camera toward them. "Imagine if e-everyone saw you t-two locked in kennels sucking my big black cock and slur-slurping my balls li-like cheap prosti-prostitutes," he said as he pressed the record button.

Ryujin's face turned to disgust as he flopped it out on top of her cage, his still heavy balls dangling between the bars just above her face, a camera pointed right at her as she looked up. "Ryujin, I don't want to spend all night in a cage, please," Chaeryeong begged her friend in a quiet soft tone, her puffy red eyes pleading with her to do it.

"Fine, you stupid fucking idiot," Ryujin said, scowling as she looked up at the dangling black cock and balls poking through the cage.

Jerry's ridiculously hung cock and balls hung through the bars of the kennel as he stared down at Ryujin. A slight smile spread across his face as he pushed his glasses up and lifted the heavy shaft to let it flop back down across the thin wire. The phone recorded the moment Ryujin leaned upward, the stink from Jerry's cock hit her senses like a train derailing. "Holy shit you fucking nasty bastard, when's the last time you showered?" she said, the otherwise perfect moment broke yet again by her racism while pinching her nose and grimacing at the stench.

"Three or four days ago," Jerry replied coolly as if he didn't care, but he kind of did, he was always self conscious about whether or not he smelled bad, not that it mattered because his looks weren't really all that great.

"Fuck, can you at least go wash it in the fucking sink or something?" she said, coughing slightly as she felt her legs beginning to cramp from being confined in the cage.

Chaeryeong watched as Jerry shook his head no, she saw the look on Ryujin's face and then the stench hit her as well. All the nasty sex they'd hit him with, their cum still stuck to his shaft, the creamy residue they'd left all over it that had soaked into his ebony skin, he'd never washed it off or even attempted to. Her upper lip curled in revulsion as it wafted into her nostrils and she could smell nothing but a strong musty vinegar filling her nose.

Chaeryeong really didn't want to spend any more time in this cage, she was beginning to get a claustrophobic panic attack and she could feel the meltdown of all meltdowns brewing in the back of her mind. "If she won't fucking suck it I will," Chaeryeong said as Ryujin snapped up and looked over at her. "I can't take being in this fucking cage," she continued as she rattled the metal wire and clung to the bars.

"Either suck his black dick or I will, I'll even let him fuck me again, I don't care! Just get me the fuck out of this cage! I'm not a fucking dog," Chaeryeong said in the bitchiest tone either Ryujin or Jerry had ever heard out of her.

Jerry turned the camera toward Chaeryeong and pointed it through the top of the cage, his fat black package laid out and drooping slowly between the bars until it dangled free above Chaeryeong's face. She looked at Ryujin for a moment, then up at Jerry, the camera pointing right at her.

She sighed and buried her disgust in the back of her mind. "Fine, you fucking asshole," she said as she gripped his BBC and began to stroke while her lips pressed to his balls and opened wide to suck them deep into her mouth. Jerry was in shock that she went for it so quickly, her hand stroked the entire length of his stiffening black cock while her mouth sucked down his heavy balls like they were nothing.

Ryujin laid back at an angle in her kennel, watching Chaeryeong willingly stuff her face with the smelliest pair of balls either of them had ever had the misfortune of encountering.

They'd sucked and fucked pretty much everyone at their college too, the football team, the baseball team, they'd even sampled the soccer team and delved into the obscure clubs and fraternities. Jerry was a project to them, they'd spent so many years gaslighting and abusing him that they'd somewhat felt bad about it all, but at the same time they couldn't really stop, they were "it girls" and had appearances to keep. Nerdy black losers didn't fit into their social circle and nerds in general existed to be targets for them.

Now they were here locked in kennels with Jerry's surprisingly large dick and balls being slobbered on by Chaeryeong. What was supposed to be an attempt at reconciliation had spiraled into property damage, assault, kidnapping and probably more offenses but nobody was keeping track.

"We were going to apologize last night for being so shitty to you," Ryujin said, folding her arms inside the cramped kennel. "If you hadn't had some random thug destroy my fucking car we would've made you our fuckboy."

Ryujin rolled her eyes as she tried to look away but the only comfortable position seemed to be resting her head looking in Chaeryeong's direction. She watched as Chaeryeong's slobbery spit dripped from Jerry's balls until she licked every last inch of his BBC clean, the musky vinegar smell finally abating as Chaeryeong coughed and spit on the floor of the kennel. "Holy shit," she coughed, wiping the spit from her chin before she drove her mouth back onto his thick black dick with a straight shot into her throat.

Jerry thought about Ryujin's words whenever his brain wasn't overloading. He suddenly began to realize he'd very wildly overreacted about his bicycle. "I'm sorry about the c-car," he groaned, throwing his head back.

Ryujin sat forward and watched the bulge in Chaeryeong's throat, admiring how long she could hold it there before coughing it back up to gasp for heavy deep breaths of air. Chaeryeong's chest heaved and she sucked in oxygen as if she'd been drowning, her hand pitifully stroking Jerry's erect dick until she had caught her breath again and looked up at him.

"Let me out, Jerry, let us both out," she pleaded, a slight smile across her face as she stroked him through the cage and sucked on his hanging cock that slipped near effortlessly back into her throat. She purposely widened her eyes, making them flutter slightly as they grew red and puffy.

"I-I-I-I'll let o-one of you bitches out, the o-other stays in," he said as Chaeryeong pulled from his BBC and stroked him tenderly.

She was sure it would be her, but her smile began to fade as Jerry removed his cock and balls from the kennels bars and dug through his wallet to find his lucky penny. "H-heads you g-get out and suck m-me dry," he said, pointing at Chaeryeong, "tails I p-pump her until sh-she's got my cum sh-sh-shooting out of her nose," he said, instantly drawing a rabid look from Ryujin who gave him a death glare.

"Shut the fuck up and let us both out, you stupid fuck. And stop calling us bitches," Ryujin snapped at him, kicking the wall of the kennel.

He flipped the coin and let it land on the floor between them, heads it was as he smiled and reached down to unlock Chaeryeong's cage. Chaeryeong instantly crawled out and tried to stand up but Jerry forced her back down. "N-no, you cr-crawl to me," he said, pulling his pants off completely and flopping bare-assed into the middle of their sofa with his legs spread wide.

Chaeryeong swallowed her pride and slowly crawled to him, even making a slight show of it with her big ass wiggling side to side here and there. When she finally reached the couch she ran her hands up his legs and leaned over to exhale hot steamy breath across his black cock and balls.

"Thank you Jerry," she smiled up at him as the camera pointed right at her. She was so glad to be out of the cage, to be free in her own apartment again even though her mind was reeling with the idea that nobody could really call the cops in this situation without all of them going to jail.

She used her softest and sweetest voice as she reached up with her fingers and wrapped all ten of them around his mostly stiff dick, stroking him so slow that it made his mind go blank. "Jerry the big dick nerd," she giggled, "my big dick nerd," she said as she swallowed up the throbbing head into her mouth and watched his eye twitch. Jerry groaned at her touch, his head falling back into the soft cushion while Ryujin sat quietly brooding in her kennel.

Chaeryeong's hands slid to the base and spread out in opposite directions across Jerry's hips and thighs, his BBC being held up entirely by her mouth as she plummeted forward, sucking it in deep before rising back to the tip and allowing it to flop against his soft stomach loudly. She giggled and leaned forward, her lips powerfully lifting it back up by the swollen head, repeating over and over with the head flopping against his skin loudly. "That's c-c-cute," Jerry stuttered, still recording as Chaeryeong pleasured him slowly and feasted on his black meat.

Chaeryeong stood up and undressed herself, her pale body completely nude before him as she smiled and looked down. "Wanna cum inside me again with your big black cock?" she asked, but before Jerry could answer she'd turned around with her back facing him and squatted over his black cock, her hand guiding him into her cunt once again. "Mmm fuck," she moaned as her hips swallowed him up slowly and Jerry went mentally blank, checking out upstairs as he tried to not think about cumming inside her again.

A loud whimper escaped from Jerry as her tight pussy slid down his length. His mouth fell open, and he started to pant without pause.

Chaeryeong let out a loud moan as her pussy bottomed out on top of him with a third of his cock left to go, she looked back and flipped her hair to one side, smiling as she lifted herself upward before letting her weight crash back down.

"Fuck, your big black dick feels so much better than anything else I've ever had," she groaned as Jerry's cock stretched her around his thick and stiff shaft, pulsing against her deepest parts and oozing out precum without delay.

Ryujin felt annoyed as she sat with her arms crossed, her legs tucked and her back to the cage as she was forced to watch Chaeryeong ride Jerry. "When am I getting the fuck out of here?" Ryujin asked, "my legs fucking hurt, you stupid fuck," she groaned in a bitchy tone.

Her annoyance grew even more as neither of them even acknowledged her complaints. "Jerry, fuck, your BBC is so fucking big!" Chaeryeong moaned as Jerry propped the phone up against a lamp behind the couch and grabbed Chaeryeong's hips.

He couldn't muster much but he managed a few hard thrusts up into her before he pulled her back onto him and forced her onto her side, slipping his BBC out of her. He rolled her onto her back and grabbed her thick pale thighs, pushing them apart and gawking at her naked body. His shaky hand mashed the head of his black dick back into her and his hips did the rest with thick inches spreading her wide. Chaeryeong reached up and pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, smiling as Jerry managed a deep thrust into her.

"Th-thank you," he groaned, watching Chaeryeong's face light up with bliss as his hips pumped back and forth, his stamina already giving way as he panted ridiculously hard after a mere three minutes. Chaeryeong moaned deeply, screaming as his black cock stretched her and she reached down to toy with her clit, her fingers pushing herself to the edge until she again shot a load of cum out across his BBC.

Her eyes rolled back as her fingernails dug into Jerry's forearm, screaming with her mouth wide open as Jerry slowly pumped away at her pussy. He had a rhythm going now, albeit a slow one, but it was steady and he could feel himself building another thick load to dump out inside her, it wasn't coming nearly as fast as when they'd been in a heightened state of distress and anger, but he was sure he much preferred this way.

"S-say it," he groaned, his mouth hanging wide open. "Say what?" Chaeryeong said in a dreamy voice, her hands massaging his weak gamer arms. "S-say you w-want my-," he said, unable to finish his sentence.

"That I want your black seed inside me?" Chaeryeong smirked, giggling as she moaned again and bit her lip while staring up at him through glazed over eyes. "Give it to me you dumbass, shoot your fucking black ball batter inside my tight asian pussy. Drain those big black nuts inside me," she groaned as Jerry's eyes twitched uncontrollably.

"Don't fucking do it," Ryujin said, gripping the kennel wire so hard she bent a couple bars inward. "Don't let him cum inside you, Chaeryeong," she begged but Chaeryeong wasn't listening.

"Give it to me, Jerry! Breed my pussy!" she screamed as her back arched upward and Jerry let out a stream of cum that felt like it would never end. Rope after rope spurted inside her so deep and hard that he was sure it would throw him back if it didn't stop soon.

He felt the cum drain from his nuts violently, collapsing on top of Chaeryeong and sucking on her erect nipples until it subsided. He panted and groaned with his tongue hanging out, the two of them resting on the couch until Chaeryeong pushed Jerry off her and sat up beside him. "I don't know what came over me," she said softly, looking away at the floor with her hands on her thighs, her brain regretting everything she'd just said as she felt Jerry's cum in her guts.

She pressed her legs together tightly, brushing back her dark hair and biting her bottom lip. A million thoughts raced through Chaeryeong's mind, and most of them agreed that she liked what she'd asked for.

"Dumb bitch," Ryujin said as she slumped back in her cage and kicked the wall of the kennel. "I fucking told you," she continued as Chaeryeong looked down at the floor before turning to Jerry who was lying back in the cushions staring up at the ceiling without a thought in his mind.

She looked back over at Ryujin, realizing that she was probably right and probably should never have let Jerry cum inside her, but also that Jerry wasn't all that bad of a person, he just needed to shower more and not overreact.

She finally sat back in the cushions alongside Jerry, the two of them still breathing deeply in silence while Ryujin continued to complain. "Am I getting out of this fucking cage or what?" she asked, prompting Chaeryeong to sit forward again.

"You know, I always followed your lead in everything, how about for once you follow mine?" she asked, getting nothing but a raised eyebrow from Ryujin.

"You better not right now," Ryujin said as Chaeryeong stood up and helped Jerry to his feet, the two of them standing over Ryujin's cage as she stared back at them like a cornered animal.

"I think it's your turn," Chaeryeong smirked as she unlocked the kennel and opened the door, staring down at Ryujin crawling out onto the floor below them.

"I'm not fucking that nasty prick again," Ryujin said, sitting back on her knees.

"Why not? it was your idea to fuck him at the movies," Chaeryeong replied, watching as Ryujin struggled with one of her legs asleep.

"My idea was we'd fuck him and then we'd leave him alone, it was your idea to bring him home and now we're in all this shit," Ryujin responded angrily.

Jerry was fully confused, his eyes darting back and forth with every response, his BBC twitching with the look on Ryujin's face, he couldn't understand why he loved angry bitches but they turned him on like nothing else. The arguing continued and Jerry began to realize what was going on. "W-wait," he said, his hands out in front of him, "y-you bitches were g-going to f-fuck me and that was g-going to be the a-a-apology for y-years of mental trauma?" he asked.

"YES!" they shouted together. "We were going to watch the movie and bring you back here originally to fuck your brains out for the whole night, but since nobody was at the movie we got horny, then little miss loves black dick here begged me to bring you home anyway," Ryujin said, pulling herself up onto the couch. "We never got to the apology part, I just couldn't say it," Ryujin said as she massaged her leg that was slowly regaining its blood flow.

"These bitches apologizing?" Jerry thought to himself, he felt like an extreme weight was being lifted from his shoulders by an invisible force. "I-It's not t-too late," Jerry stammered.

"Yes it fucking is, Jerry," Ryujin responded. "My car is fucked, I tried to murder you in the park, whoever those two assholes were kidnapped us and put us in cages. Not to mention we both probably need birth control now," she continued as Chaeryeong sat down beside her and put and arm around her shoulders.

"Y-you locked me in m-my locker overnight o-once, I never said anything," Jerry replied, "y-you even st-stabbed me with a p-pencil through my h-hand," he said, holding his hand up to show the scar.

Ryujin and Chaeryeong looked at each other when the realization of just how much terror and stress they'd put upon him really began to hit them with guilt. "Ten minutes in a trunk and a half hour in a cage isn't anything compared to 16 hours in a locker," Chaeryeong said quietly to Ryujin, though she didn't want to admit it she knew Chaeryeong was right.

"Fine, what about my fucking car?" Ryujin asked.

"I-I'll pick up extra h-hours, I-I-I'll pay for it, I-I promise," Jerry said, stammering as Ryujin's brows began to slowly relax.

"I don't trust you, but then again I know where you live," Ryujin said as she stood up and glared at him. The look on her face was enough for Jerry to know that her choking him in the park would likely be nothing compared to what she'd do to him next if her car wasn't fixed.

"J-just give me a couple w-weeks," Jerry stuttered. "Fine, three weeks. Fix it, or I'll break you," Ryujin said.

Jerry extended a shaky hand toward Ryujin who glared at him with her arms crossed. "Do I have to repeat myself or did you understand? I know you have a tiny little brain," she said.

"I-I understand," Jerry said, watching as Ryujin rolled her eyes and reluctantly shook his hand quickly.

"Now get the fuck out," Ryujin said. "Ryujin," Chaeryeong started but received a sneer in return. "I said get the fuck out, mother fucker!" Ryujin shouted, pointing at the door.

Jerry reached down with shaking hands to pick up his pants from the floor with his hung black cock swelling up the moment Ryujin started bossing him around again. "Holy fuck, you're such a pathetic boy, is there anything I can say that WON'T get your dumb black dick hard?" Ryujin said as she walked over to him and slapped his cock. She started giggling as it flopped around and sprung up even harder than before.

"You're such a pathetic bitch," Ryujin said as she grabbed him by his nearly emaciated arms and threw him onto the couch.

"W-what the fuck," Jerry stammered, his glasses slipping down his face. He shoved them back up just in time to see Ryujin pulling her clothes off but putting Jerry's flannel back on, leaving it unbuttoned. She threw them to the floor with some force as she stood over him mostly naked, her slim and fit body on full display.

"I'm going to demolish your black cock," she said, rolling up the sleeves of the flannel shirt as she climbed on top of Jerry and grabbed his BBC from underneath her to mash against her pussy with a soft grunt. "Fucking dumbass," she said as her hips rode him down hard until she had bottomed out, then she began to ride him wildly with her entire body bringing its weight down on his thick black dick.

Jerry could only take it with his arms flopping, his legs twitching, and his toes curling as Ryujin wrapped her hands around his fragile throat and squeezed just enough to make his dark skin flush red. He coughed and groaned, his hips occasionally bucking upward against her body weight that came crashing down and forcing nearly every inch deep inside her tight cunt.

Chaeryeong giggled as she moved to a recliner and sat watching, her hand playing with her hair as she recorded it with Jerry's phone. Jerry looked helpless with his entire body being slammed deep into the cushions of the couch every time Ryujin came down on him before lifting her hips back up. Her body looked like a well maintained machine, her abs flexed, her upper body straight, only her hips moved up and down as she power-fucked Jerry senseless.

Jerry groaned, his mouth hanging wide open as Ryujin leaned over him and squeezed tighter around his throat. "You like that, don't you, boy?" she asked, smiling as she licked his cheek and lifted herself back up with her hands behind her resting on Jerry's thighs. She rode him faster, working him hard as Chaeryeong kneeled beside the couch and ran her fingers along Ryujin's abs with the phone in the other.

"I'm gonna fucking cum on your big black dick," Ryujin moaned loudly, her pace quickening even more the moment Chaeryeong began to rub and pleasure her clit. Jerry's eyes twitched as he felt his own orgasm coming, he could hardly keep his eyes open as his hands found Ryujin's hips, groaning as the warmth of girlcum again covered the entirety of his cock in a creamy white froth.

"Aaarrrgghhh hnnnggg," Jerry moaned stupidly, his head spinning as he felt his cum pumping upward.

"I fucking hate you!" Ryujin screamed, "but goddamn does your black cock feel sooooooo fucking good," she groaned as Jerry mustered the last of his energy to momentarily jackhammer her cunt from below. His final orgasm felt like his brain had gone with it, melting mentally as he groaned wildly and his toes curled painfully.

Ryujin lifted herself from his sticky cum covered cock and let the seed flow down her legs as she grabbed his hands and lifted him up. "Come on, you dumbass," she said, her other hand pulling Chaeryeong to her feet. "We're going to scrub the black off you," she smirked, the two girls lifted Jerry to his feet and pulled him toward the shower.

Jerry stood blankly in the shower as two pairs of hands scrubbed him all over, they hadn't added soap or shampoo yet, they were just getting him soaked. His glasses steamed over, and Jerry could hardly see anything. He was at their mercy with their hands all over his dark body.

"You smell so fucking bad," Chaeryeong said as she lifted an arm and the stench of his armpits hit her like a blunt object. The stench was so bad, but had a slightly sweet tinge to it, and Chaeryeong found herself continuing to sniff.

Ryujin's eyes locked with Jerry's for a moment, a slight smile spread across her face. "You're so fucking gross," Ryujin said as the water ran slightly brown with all the grime he had on him. "A dirty black nerd," she said, her hand caressing the left side of his face. "Our dirty black nerd," she whispered, kissing him softly on the lips.

Ryujin sank to her knees, and Chaeryeong followed her. "After this we're even, except for my car," Ryujin said as her hand snaked around his thigh and came out between his legs, her palm holding up his half-erect black dick to her mouth with her lips wrapping around it.

He felt Chaeryeong's hands spreading his ass cheeks and jumped slightly, "hold still dumbfuck," Chaeryeong said up to him, her hands forcing him to spread his legs as they assumed positions on both sides of him.

He felt Chaeryeong's tongue dragging across his dirty black ass starting behind his balls, her nose dug into his asshole for a second and nuzzled against it before her tongue replaced it and spread his tight sphincter enough to make his eye twitch again and his leg buckle.

Jerry put his hands on the wall to stay upright, groaning as Ryujin's mouth and throat sucked his black cock in deep while her hands stroked anything she couldn't reach with her tongue.

First it was one hand, then the other joined, soon Ryujin had both her hands and her mouth working him hard, stroking and sucking skillfully as the water poured over her dark hair and ran down her naked body to her round ass. Jerry shook all over as they switched, Chaeryeong stroking and sucking his cock and Ryujin taking a deep whiff of his still unwashed ass before she dove in and violently tongue-fucked his hole.

"Such a nasty fucking boy," Ryujin groaned from behind with her mouth falling wide open, slobbering across his asshole. She and Chaeryeong both worked two fingers deep in his ass together to wiggle them around and pressure his prostate. Jerry began to incoherently stammer and make random gibberish noises, his brain firing off a million images a second as he howled in helpless pleasure.

Ryujin wrapped her lips around the shaft of his BBC while Chaeryeong sucked the head and they remained four fingers deep inside his tight virgin asshole, stretching it wide and making his already overgrown black cock throb even harder than it had before. Jerry's legs began to buckle again, his entire body shook as the girls pressed their cheeks together and took turns slurping and sucking his thick head, their free hands stacked on his shaft stroking in tandem.

"I'm c-c-cumming!" Jerry shouted, his eyes rolled back like in his favorite hentai's and his mouth fell open wide, groaning as he stupidly shot the last of his ropes across their faces. He collapsed down to his knees and whimpered loudly, sucking in deep ragged breaths as his entire body shook violently.

His eyes lingered between open and closed and caught glimpses of the girls making out and swapping his cum back and forth, both savoring the taste of black ass on their tongues until they turned back to him with a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo.

They lathered him up until his entire body was covered in bubbly white suds, lifting his frail arms up and scrubbing his reeking armpits until they no longer stank. "Probably the cleanest this boy has been in his entire life," Ryujin said as Chaeryeong massaged a soapy sponge between Jerry's ass cheeks.

He could do nothing but allow the two girls to move him around, groaning as their hands kneaded and massaged hot soapy water into his cock, they even rolled back his foreskin and scrubbed until every trace of smegma had been cleaned.

When they were finished they forced him to stand in the running hot water before they kicked him out and closed the shower door behind him. "Dry yourself off, boy," Ryujin's voice called from the other side of the steamy glass shower door.

"And shut the front door on your way out," Chaeryeong said, the two giggling as Jerry looked back at the silhouette of the two making out with their bodies pressed and tangled into each other.

Jerry toweled off and retrieved his clothes, leaving Ryujin his flannel as he obediently shut the front door behind him and stepped outside to see his bicycle on the front lawn. He picked it up and pushed it to the sidewalk where he swung a leg over it and stood over the frame. He looked back one more time at their place and wondered if that was really it or if they were going to continue doing more crazy psycho shit to him.

He shrugged to himself and took his time biking home, locking it up in the shed out back before he dragged off to his room and undressed. It wasn't until that moment he realized how nose blind he'd been. His room stank of musty carpet, body odor, and fuck only knows what else.

With a window open and a fan on, he set his glasses on the nightstand along with his phone and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next day Jerry woke up and found the cleanest clothes he had. He immediately brushed his teeth, applied deodorant and gathered up all his dirty clothes and everything on his bed, shoving it all into the washer over multiple loads.

He fetched his mothers vacuum, plugging it into the wall and vacuuming his room for the first time in years, the amount of dirt and filth being lifted from it caused him to feel slightly disgusted but also satisfied. He went a step farther and cleaned all the unnecessary trash and items from his room, shoving it all into garbage bags and throwing it away.

He grabbed his bicycle from the shed and made a trip to the local store where he rented a small upholstery shampooing machine, bringing it home and meticulously cleaning his mattress, carpet and even the old recliner that had been sitting in his room for six years covered in junk he no longer needed.

"What the fuck is you doing Jerry?" his mother said, barging into his room.

"I'm cleaning up m-my room, mom," he said back.

Her face turned from anger to confusion to something else. "Can you do the front room too with that fancy ass machine?"

Jerry smiled and nodded. "S-sure."

Jerry spent the entire day cleaning up the house with his mother and little sister, by the end of it the trash can was overflowing with old junk, the carpets had become several shades lighter, the walls had years of grimy buildup stripped away, and the place smelled amazing. It felt like the start of a new chapter for him, he'd even gone so far as to clean up his computer desk and dug into the storage on his computer to wipe all the useless content he'd built up for years.

His books, video games and belongings were all neatly organized, everything had its place in his room now, and he felt satisfied.

Jerry was in the kitchen eating his breakfast on Monday morning when the doorbell rang. His mother opened it and he looked up to see Ryujin and Chaeryeong dressed in their matching school uniforms. They had beaming smiles across their faces as they stood in red plaid skirts, thigh high socks, dress shirts and jackets with bowties, he took the last bite of his fried egg sandwich and nearly choked as Ryujin waved.

"We'd like Jerry to walk with us to school," Chaeryeong said. "Well isn't that sweet, I didn't know my son had girlfriends," his mother joked as the girls laughed.

Jerry picked up his backpack and walked toward the door, noticing Ryujin had his flannel on under her dress jacket. "H-hi ladies," Jerry stuttered.

"Hi, Jerry!" they said enthusiastically, bouncing and clapping their hands with wide smiles as he came closer and he could see the subtle hint of underlying psychopathy in their eyes. What was he in for today? Strangulation in the park? Blowjobs in public? A frenzied orgasm while being assaulted?

Jerry smiled back, pushing his glasses up his nose as he stepped outside with both girls taking up either side of him and locking their hands in his. "We missed you, Jerry," Chaeryeong said as they turned with wide smiles to wave at his mother.

"We'll take EXTRA good care of your boy," Ryujin said back to his mom, "won't we, Jerry?" she snickered as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders and squeezed tight with a big smile. "Won't we?" she repeated in a low voice, staring directly into his eyes, her smile had disappeared entirely.

"I-I'm sure you w-will," Jerry stuttered, waving to his mom. He heard the front door shut behind him, and their hands squeezing much tighter.

"Don't worry, Jerry," Chaeryeong said. The three of them stopped at the corner, both of the girls turned to him, holding his hand and facing him with his arms extended out.

"You're ours, now," they said in unison.

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Ryujin x Chaeryeong: Bullies Pt.1

Part of my BLACKED Baddies series, see my masterlist for more chapters. 7.4k words. Bullying, femdom, dubious consent, abuse, BBC x Ryujin/Chaeryeong, black nerdy/loser male OC.

"Where the hell are you going, Jerry?" Ryujin asked, slamming the locker shut in front of the nerdy black boy as Chaeryeong walked around to the other side of him. Jerry knew he wasn't getting out of this one unscathed, at the end of every day these two bitches would harass him and there wasn't anything anyone could really do given the amount of traffic in front of the lockers.

College had been rough on him these last two years, he barely socialized aside from his gaming club downtown where he would go to play tabletop games once or twice a week, otherwise he just existed and that seemed enough for Ryujin, Chaeryeong and anyone else that would tag around with them to single him out.

"I asked you a question, you fucking nerd," Ryujin said, extending her fingers out with her thumb cocked like a gun, putting it to his head and pressing into his dark skin. "What's wrong boy? can't understand when someone isn't speaking in blah blah fantasy shit?" she continued, laughing as he adjusted his glasses.

"You stupid little freak," Chaeryeong said, "I bet you'll never fuck anyone, nobody wants to fuck a pathetic little nerd," she said, the two laughing as he hung his head and hugged a couple of books in his arms.

"I just want to go home, okay?" Jerry said meekly.

"Oh yea? back to your little ghetto dump with that big 400lb fat bitch you call mommy?" Ryujin said.

"I bet this nerds dad stepped out the moment he knocked up that obese bitch," Chaeryeong chimed in as they continued berating him.

Jerry felt his blood boiling, but he wasn't exactly the picture of masculinity with his thick framed glasses, his relatively frail body weighing in barely more than most women, his height all of 5'6 on a good day.

He stood next to his locker and slowly opened it as he watched Ryujin and Chaeryeong walking away in their matching plaid skirts, thigh high black socks pulled up their pale legs with dark blue jackets and matching blue ties that draped across white blouses underneath. He pushed the glasses back up the bridge of his nose and reached into his locker to get a couple more books so he could finish his homework later.

Jerry didn't drive despite being 21 years old, so instead he would walk home since his house wasn't far from the campus. These small walks were something he looked forward to because they took him through a beautiful heavily wooded park with well kept trails that acted as a major shortcut to take nearly 10 minutes off his walk. He would sometimes stop and do his homework in the park instead, sitting down at a picnic table and finishing it within an hour or two on the nicer days.

Today was no exception, despite being winter it wasn't cold at all and the sun was shining. It felt like a perfect day to sit and scribble out a couple of the harder assignments so he could finish up the rest later that night and have more time to hop on his computer for gaming. His heart dropped into his stomach as he rounded the corner and saw the last two people on earth he wanted to see, Ryujin and Chaeryeong.

They were standing in the middle of the trail showing each other some texts when they looked up. "What the hell are you doing in my park you stupid fuck?" Ryujin asked loudly.

"It's not enough we have to see you all day stinking up every classroom with your dumb trap house smells, now you have to ruin nature too huh, boy?" Chaeryeong said as they closed in on him like sharks going in on a helpless fish.

"I'm just g-going home," he stammered a little as Ryujin grabbed the strap of his backpack and ripped it from him, throwing it on the ground without caring what was inside. "Hey!" he shouted, reaching for it but Ryujin slapped his hands away from it and put her foot on top of the bag.

"Ho ahead, take it, try me," she said, sneering at him as Chaeryeong laughed and pulled his hoodie up over his head.

"Let's teach this nerd a fucking lesson," Ryujin said as Jerry tried to pull his hoodie back down just as he felt the gut punches begin. They were stiff and caused him to yelp, he barely had any fat on his body and every punch from the two bully bitches hurt. He stopped trying to fight with it and pulled it off over his head along with his shirt, which turned out to be a massive mistake as Ryujin raked her sharp claw-like fingernails across his bare back and shoved him onto the ground.

Jerry scurried a few feet like a wounded animal before Chaeryeong had jumped on him and pinned him face down in the dirt trail with her strong hips holding him in place.

"I think you need more than a lesson, boy," Ryujin said, spitting on his face as she lifted her boot and pressed it to the side of his head, she took immense pleasure in hearing the geeky black boy starting to sob. "God I wish I could make you shine my fucking boots with your tongue twice a day," Ryujin said, laughing with Chaeryeong as he gave up beneath them.

"What's the matter little boy? Can't fight back against a couple girls? Your brother didn't have a problem beating women up, that's why his ass is in prison," Ryujin quipped, grinding her boot into his hair as his glasses fell from his face.

"I bet you could see through walls with these," Chaeryeong said as she picked them up and held them up to her eyes. "Too bad you couldn't see your ass getting beat," she giggled as she tossed them on top of his bag.

Jerry couldn't think of anything to do in the moment, but as Ryujin rested the boot on his head he felt his 9 inch black cock starting to grow, the head struggling against fabric and pressed into the dirt as the two bullied him more and more. "Am I really enjoying this right now?" he thought to himself. "Stop getting hard, stop stop stop," he thought some more but the opposite happened, and soon he was at full erection struggling beneath Chaeryeong to find a position it wasn't uncomfortable in.

"Fine, let the little freakboy up, I'm sure Wanda the Hutt is worried about her little failure," Ryujin said as Chaeryeong stood up while pressing her hands into the back of his head to lift herself to her feet.

Jerry laid still for a moment before getting up on his knees and looking around at blurry shapes and fuzzy figures, then he heard giggling that turned into laughter.

"Oh my God, did that make you hard you pathetic little shit?" Ryujin said, laughing as they both pointed at the massive tent in his pants. He reached for his glasses and put them back on, seeing the two girls clearly as he looked down at the only confidence inspiring thing about himself.

"You b-bitches couldn't h-handle it," he said, reaching for his shirt and hoodie as Ryujin kicked them away and slapped him.

"What did you just say, you little bitch?" she snarled as she wrapped her hands around his throat and pushed him over onto his back, straddling his torso as she choked him with an evil look in her eyes.

"Ryujin!" Chaeryeong said as she tried to pull her friend away.

"Shut up, he's just a stupid nerd, nobody cares," she said, letting his throat go and slapping him hard across both cheeks as she leaned over mere inches from his face. "Say something smart again you fucking bitch, say something," she snarled at him as Jerry could see nothing but stars in his eyes, his face aching from her repeated slaps.

Ryujin leaned back and felt his hard 9 inch black cock bump against her ass, her nose immediately wrinkled with disgust as she looked back at the tent he was pitching. "You really do get off on this shit, don't you?" she asked.

Chaeryeong giggled, "being bullied makes his black dick hard," she said as Ryujin slid down his body and hovered over the bulging mass in his pants.

Ryujin looked around as her fingers undid the belt on his pants, followed by the button and zipper as she looked up at him. "How many times have you beat this black dick thinking about us?" Ryujin grinned, her ass high in the air as Chaeryeong joined her side and she pulled his throbbing black cock out of his pants.

"I-I-I-I," he stuttered, wiping his forehead as he began to sweat, his eyes going wide at the touch of Ryujin's fingers around his thick meat.

"I-I-I-I, what kind of dumbass response is that you stupid nerd?" Chaeryeong snapped, reaching her hand into his pants and fondling his sagging nuts.

"How did a scrawny little bitch like you get such a big beautiful cock anyway?" Ryujin asked as she stroked him slowly, her head right beside his shaft looking it up and down hungrily, smiling as she bit into the soft flesh of his shaft and tugged it playfully. She could taste the salty sweat that had accumulated on his junk throughout the day, the musk filling her nostrils with an intense unwashed stench that told her he probably hadn't showered in a couple of days, as if that would be surprising.

Chaereong squeezed his heavy balls before leaning over with her lips kissing the tip, spreading them open while her tongue swirled around the thick head, taking his upper shaft into her mouth to get a small taste as Ryujin rolled back his foreskin and watched her friend. "Disgusting!" Chaeryeong said, spitting his BBC from her mouth when her tongue contacted the edges of his leaking head. The smegma buildup made her feel sick.

"You unwashed filthy little fuck," Ryujin said, using one of her claw-like fingernails to scrape away the white buildup until he was halfway decent. "You're such a grimy little shit," she said, her upper lip raising in disgust as she stroked him some more while laying between his legs.

Chaeryeong spit on his BBC and used the edge of her skirt to clean around the edges of his head, washing it more thoroughly before she planted her lips back onto it.

Ryujin's hand begin to pump him quickly, stroking him while Chaeryeong took more and more into her mouth and dropped spit all over the shaft until it ran down across Ryujin's hand. "God we fucking hate nerds," Ryujin said while continuing to stroke him until he was already on edge, the combined attention of her hand and Chaeryeong's mouth proved too much and he could feel himself about to cum.

"Stop, please!" he groaned as his load began to rise up through his shaft. He laid back with his hands across his face as he felt it shooting out in thick ropes up into Chaeryeong's mouth, choking her and spraying powerfully into the back of her throat.

"We really fucking hate nerds," Ryujin said, holding her tongue out to lick up the cum dripping down his shaft as Chaeryeong coughed and sat back gagging up his thick salty nut.

Ryujin refused to quit even after his orgasm had stopped, she continued to stroke him and wrapped her other hand around his sagging swollen balls to squeeze hard with her claws digging into his flesh. She beat his semi-erect black cock until he was begging for her to stop, writhing at her touch, whimpering as she stroked and squeezed.

Finally she let up and got up to her feet, holding her messy hands out for Chaeryeong to grab hold of so she could lift her up. "We're going to the movies at seven tonight. Change your clothes and meet us there if your bitch mom allows it," Ryujin said, the two girls giggling as they started walking away, leaving the dumbfounded black nerd panting on the trail with his BBC hanging out.

"Holy shit," Jerry said to himself as he dressed quickly, stumbling on his feet and grabbing a tree trunk for support before he regained himself and started to walk home. At home he tried to do homework but couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. "Are they being serious?" he kept asking himself, looking at the time on his computer and debating whether to actually go.

He thought maybe it was a prank or they'd have someone there to beat him up, or they'd just not show up at all and make him feel extremely embarrassed, he went back and forth thinking about it but eventually settled on going.

Jerry slipped out the back door of his house and grabbed his bicycle while thinking to himself that he had nothing to lose if they stood him up, and everything to gain if the weren't messing with him.

Jerry shoved his bicycle into the bike rack and locked it up before opening his barren wallet to see he only had $70 to his name, all of it cash. Only his red debit card graced the inside of the leather wallet and he knew there was nothing in that account. 

He looked at his phone, 6:32, he was early and didn't know what to do with the remaining time he had to spend waiting for the girls to either show or stand him up. He sat outside against the stone block wall on his phone by the bike rack scrolling through the latest Warhammer codex and then looking through a long list of figurines for sale.

"Tau," he snorted, "who plays those losers anymore?" he said with a slight chuckle as he pushed his thick glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "Hi Jerry," came a sweet voice as he looked up at the most beautiful girl in his entire city, Yeji, whom he'd had a crush on since middle school.

She had her arms interlocked with two massive black men he didn't know, both overbuilt pinnacles of masculinity that towered over her and gave Jerry a slight nod as they went into the theater.

6:50 came around and neither Ryujin or Chaeryeong had shown up yet, then 6:55, 6:58, he set his phone down and sighed, knowing he'd been stood up. He stood up and started to unlock his bicycle, feeling the depression washing over him as he pulled it from the rack.

"Bet you stole that bike, didn't you?" Ryujin's voice called from behind him as he scrambled to re-lock it.

"You definitely stole it, nobody would buy that piece of shit," Chaeryeong said as she shoved him gently.

"You're paying right? Or do you need to go rob someone first?" Ryujin laughed as she poked Jerry in the chest with a finger gun.

"N-no, I've got the money," he said back.

"Good, then stop standing there like an idiot and buy our tickets, it's cold as fuck out here," Chaeryeong said as they made for the ticket booth. "Wh-what movie?" he asked. "The Jersey Devil movie," the girls said in unison as they stood behind him in their plaid skirts, thigh high socks and black hoodies. "Three for Jersey Devil," he said to the cashier.

"That'll be $36.90," they responded, Jerry reluctantly handed over a couple $20 bills and took his change and tickets. They walked inside to the smell of popcorn, a line forming for the concession stand as Jerry stood behind Ryujin and Chaeryeong.

His eyes couldn't help but look down at their legs and asses. When Ryujin looked back at him he quickly averted them and looked over at the other line at Yeji. She was leaning over the counter making an order while one of her boyfriends grabbed her ass. Jerry couldn't imagine a more perfect woman.

He wished that was him grabbing her ass. She was amazing. A walking sex machine that he'd jerked off his BBC to so many times. In front of him were two equally hot girls, though, and both had sucked and stroked him earlier that day.

It felt awkward standing there staring at their backsides, the first female contact he'd ever received and it wasn't exactly consensual. He couldn't think of anything else as he affixed his eyes on their asses and his BBC started rousing to attention.

He tried looking elsewhere, putting his hands into his pockets to adjust it so it would grow straight upward and be pinned against his stomach by his belt, he hoped his hoodie would hide it completely. He had on a pair of his cleanest khaki pants, a brown belt, a white undershirt covered by a blue and white flannel that was hidden under a black Naruto hoodie. His afro hair barely left any of his face showing, his thick nerdy glasses making his eyes look massive as he glanced around nervously.

Finally, the counter. He was sweating and nervous, the cashier looked him in the eyes and asked "what can I get you?" which sparked a minor panic attack in Jerry, who rarely socialized or spoke and he wasn't very good at making orders.

"Wh-what do you two want?" he asked as they both bent over the counter and picked out candies. "I want the Junior Mints and a large pink lemonade," Chaeryeong said. "And I want the Lifesaver gummies, a large popcorn and a large pink lemonade," Ryujin said. "Anything for you, sir?" the cashier asked. Jerry felt every neuron in his brain screaming. "Uh, uh, I-I-I," he stammered, panicking as he looked around. "Big popcorn," he finally blurted out.

"And one of these," Ryujin said, sliding a rope candy across the counter to the cashier who scanned it quickly.

"That'll be $42.50," the cashier said as Jerry handed over the last of his money, relieved he had just enough to cover the bill.

They collected the haul and walked toward the end of the theater hallway into a dark auditorium to find nobody else present. It wasn't exactly a huge town after all and most of the college students were busy doing other things. "Hurry up, dumbass," Ryujin said as her and Chaeryeong rushed up the stairs to the upper rows and picked seats. 

Chaeryeong looked up at him and moved over one seat, forcing him to sit between them as the lights dimmed and the previews began. "Hold this, make yourself useful," Chaeryeong said as she set the popcorn into Jerry's lap so Ryujin could reach for some easily.

Jerry wrapped his hands around the limited edition Jersey Devil bucket and stared with his mouth slightly open at the screen as it played a trailer for another awful generic horror movie. "This looks terrible," Chaeryeong said as she grabbed a handful of popcorn from Jerry's lap.

"Everything is some CGI or AI bullshit now, remember when we saw Big Shark 2?" Ryujin said. "Don't remind me," Chaeryeong replied as they took turns scooping popcorn.

"When was the last time your nerdy ass saw a movie?" Ryujin asked, opening her bag of gummies and popping a couple into her mouth.

"Uh, uh, I was a kid," Jerry stammered, remembering the last time his family could afford to actually see a movie and it had been one of those capeshit movies. The girls giggled next to him as the movie began and the auditorium fell dark. They had it all to themselves and could do whatever the pleased.

"Open up, stupidass," Ryujin said, giggling as Jerry turned to her, "I said open your fucking mouth," she repeated, this time Jerry obeyed and opened wide to let her poke a couple of gummies into his mouth.

"You don't have any weird hood diseases right?" Chaeryeong giggled as she lifted her drink to her lips and took a sip from the straw.

"N-no, of course not," Jerry replied, unsure whether he did or not.

"Do you want some?" she asked, holding it up. Jerry shook nervously, they were being far too nice and it made his stomach churn. Nice meant it must be something even more devious stewing in their brains.

Jerry hesitantly sipped a very small amount before pulling away. "Th-thank you," he said as Chaeryeong put it away in the cup holder.

A scene involving a wildlife officer getting eviscerated in the first ten minutes of the movie caused both girls to grab hold of his skinny malnourished arms, clutching to them tightly as Ryujin buried her face into his shoulder to not look while Chaeryeong found herself with her hand over her eyes.

Jerry, on the other hand, couldn't see shit because his glasses had fallen off into the bucket of popcorn and the girls grabbing his arms caused him to not be able to put them back on. 

When they'd both settled down he reached into the bucket and felt his glasses covered in generic butter and salt, bits of popcorn stuck in the crevices as he tried to wipe them clean. "Oh man my glasses, these were expensive," he muttered out loud, causing both girls to turn to him like sharks.

"Why'd you drop them in the popcorn, dumbass?" Ryujin said. "Can't even keep his glasses on, what a loser," Chaeryeong said as she reached into the bucket to get another handful of popcorn.

"Ugh, give them here, we have to do everything for you huh?" Ryujin said as she swiped them from his hands and breathed heavily onto the lenses to steam them up before wiping them clean with the cuffs of her hoodie. She used her fingernails to scrape the pieces of popcorn from the edges and in the areas where the arms met the frames before she turned to him.

"Look at me, you fucking idiot," she said, holding his glasses up and putting them over his ears gently. "Better now?" she asked in an annoyed tone as she lifted more gummies to his mouth and he obediently opened wide.

"Th-thank you, you're so nice," he said stupidly. He'd become oblivious to their overt bullying that they'd displayed toward him since middle school, every time they insulted him it was as if the were using any other word. Jerry could not shake the feeling that he secretly enjoyed the belittling, his brain flashing images of the park over and over, associating their insults with Ryujin's stroking and Chaeryeong's enthusiastic sucking. The more they said, the more he became aroused.

A half hour into the movie the popcorn had disappeared and the movie itself was so generically bad that Jerry began to regret spending all his money on it. He watched as the cheesy Jersey Devil swooped down and ripped some poor camping couple apart. The last remaining member of their group grabbed a stick to try and fight the monster off futilely before it also disemboweled him. Jerry hated the movie but he loved every moment of the girls clutching at his arms, their nails digging into his thin forearms and biceps.

The movie hit the halfway mark and the girls seemed to have lost most of their interest in it. "Open up, boy," Ryujin said again, popping gummies into his mouth. He didn't particularly care for them, they were overly sweet and got stuck between his teeth, he felt like it would take a week of brushing to get the sugar off.

"Th-thanks," he stammered as he set the empty bucket onto the floor beneath them. For all he cared, Ryujin could be cramming bars of uranium into his mouth and he would happily swallow them.

Chaeryeong hadn't noticed and absentmindedly reached for more popcorn, but instead of finding the bucket her hand crashed right into Jerry's lap, her fingers brushing against his big flaccid cock. She looked over at his lap, "where's the popcorn?" she asked, her hand lingering for a moment.

"It's g-gone," he stuttered, showing her the empty bucket.

"Why'd you eat it all, idiot?" she asked, knowing fully that he hadn't even taken a single piece from the bucket.

Before Jerry could say anything he went stiff at the touch of Chaeryeong's fingers digging into his shaft through his khaki pants, her hand soon joined by Ryujin's as they closed in around him and made him shake with nerves. He went even stiffer as they giggled and pulled his pants open again with their clawed fingers reaching in and groping his full package.

"Dumb fucking freak," Ryujin whispered into his ear. "You ate all the snacks, now it's time to give us dinner," she said, biting into his earlobe as Chaeryeong leaned over and sucked his BBC in with her lips and tongue.

Jerry's face contorted, he didn't know what to do with his hands so he kept them straight down his sides until Ryujin commanded him to stand up. "Get up, drop those pants and show us your big black dick," she moaned into his ear, smiling as he obeyed. Jerry stood up, stumbling a bit as he dropped his pants to his ankles and sat back down.

He groaned deeply as he felt his cock swelling to levels he hadn't felt before, throbbing so hard it felt like he'd pass out. The two girls wrapped hand after hand around his shaft, stacking them on his black cock until all four were on top of one another with his full head left to spare.

"You're such a dirty fuck sitting there with your bare black ass on that seat," Chaeryeong whispered into his ear as Ryujin leaned forward and stroked him slowly.

"Is this what you want, you horny fuck?" Ryujin said as she flicked her tongue across his still unwashed cock, licking at it and tasting the grimy sweat built up around the edges of the head and along the shaft.

"Y-yes," he groaned, staring up at the screen as a driver was eviscerated along with a cop, a hail of gunfire followed as the Jersey Devil took flight and escaped. 

Ryujin wrapped her lips around the head, sucking him for a few seconds until Chaeryeong leaned over and took her turn on it, the two swapping back and forth with his hard shaft in their hands pushing it toward each other to lick, suck and taste.

"You should've told us how big your black dick was a long time ago," Chaeryeong said as she reached under her skirt and began to finger herself, her other hand holding Jerry's BBC still as she lowered her mouth onto it and sucked it in deeply before handing it over to Ryujin.

"You love this don't you?" Ryujin said, her claw-like nails digging into his heavy nutsack that sagged between his legs and onto the fabric of the theater seat as graphic images of violence flashed on the screen. The girls giggled and slid down onto their knees, taking up positions in front of Jerry on the hard floor with Ryujin sucking his musky black balls into her mouth and Chaeryeong choking on his fat black shaft.

The two eventually switched, Ryujin showing off a bulge as his head poked into her throat, it barely registered a gag from her as she stared up into his thick glasses.

"Fucking stupid big dick idiot," Ryujin said as she withdrew from his ridiculously big cock and handed it to Chaeryeong, her hand on the back of her friends head to help her bob up and down as she continued talking up to Jerry.

"Are you going to cum quick again, you two pump chump?" she giggled, kissing Chaeryeong on the cheek as she sucked and throated him loudly, her mouth pulling back to the tip with her lips pursing into a kiss as she let a massive load of spit coat his BBC.

They replaced their mouths with all four hands to stroke him in an up and down motion as if wringing a wet towel. His shaft had never felt such tight grip before and he was already groaning and squirming side to side in his seat trying to hold back.

"Better stop, we don't want this moron to cum so quick this time," Chaeryeong said with a big smile but it was too late. The two of them had stopped stroking him, but Jerry reached down and grabbed his BBC to point it at their faces while stroking himself fast and hard.

"Hnnnnggggg I'm g-gonna cum! Tou b-bully bitches!" he shouted, standing up and beating his dick wildly as it shot thick strands of cum across both their faces, first across Chaeryeong's, then across Ryujin's, trying his very best to ensure both got an equal amount. He relished the disgusted looks on their faces, their hands wiping the cum from their eyes as Jerry breathed heavily and fell back into his seat to wipe his forehead and push his glasses back up his nose. 

"You fucking black asshole!" Ryujin shouted, slapping him across the face with a cum covered hand. Jerry winced and threw his arms up to protect himself, curling into a ball as the two of them slapped him in a flurry of open palms. Ryujin balled up her fist to get a punch around his pathetic guard as he wailed.

"Oh no, we didn't mean it, you poor little idiot," Ryujin cooed softly, pushing up the armrests on either side of him and climbing into the seat to wrap her arms around him.

Chaeryeong followed her lead as always. "Did we hurt you? You poor pathetic loser," she said, kissing the top of his head as Jerry found himself confused and refused to lower his arms.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he said out loud, scared to look at either one of them.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Ryujin snapped angrily, slapping him again. "Shut the fuck up and stay right there," she said as she took the popcorn bucket and left to get a refill.

Chaeryeong pressed herself against him while her friend was gone, one hand caressing the back of his curly hair while the other traveled down his frail body to his still semi-hard BBC and began to stroke again. "You're really stinking the whole place up with your musk," she groaned as she kissed his forehead and pushed his glasses back up his nose for him.

"I'll be honest, Jerry," she whispered into his ear, "the smell of your cock makes me wet as fuck. All I can think about is choking myself on it, and taking another load of your cum in my throat."

Jerry was frightened by the sudden personality shifts these two girls had, he was positive they had to be psychopaths if not something even worse, he feared ever being alone with them again after this. Chaeryeong continued to nurse and stroke his black dick until it started to get hard again, forcing him to drop his guard as he sniffled slightly and sat back in his seat. She smiled as Ryujin returned with a fresh bucket of popcorn and set it down on the floor upon seeing Jerry was hard again. 

"Does the hung black cock want a third round?" she asked, her hand squishing his cheeks and pressing his lips outward. "Y-yes Ryujin, y-you're such a b-baddie, I-I-I w-would l-like a r-round three," she said in a mocking voice as she worked his lips. She giggled as she reached down and pulled his hoodie off him, tossing it aside along with her own. She smiled as she started to do a short strip tease working her hips as she turned in a circle, pushing her panties down from underneath her skirt until they were kicked from her ankles.

She stuffed them into his hoodie pocket and climbed into the chair next to him. "Chaeryeong, do you think this big black dick deserves asian pussy?" she asked while unbuttoning his flannel shirt until it was fully open.

"Do you think you could handle a pussy?" Chaeryeong smirked, "you probably haven't seen one since you were born, huh?" she asked as she got up to strip her own panties off, twirling and stuffing them into his hoodie as she climbed into his lap.

"Unprotected black dick, and it smells so fucking good," she groaned as she gripped his hard cock and Jerry's eyes went wide. He shook nervously beneath her as his cock penetrated tight pussy for the first time in his life, groaning stupidly at the sensation it had as Chaeryeong slid her hole down his length slowly. Her hips bucked as he bottomed out with just a few of his inches inside her.

"Oooo fuck, you're so big. You big fat dick fucking idiot," she moaned as someone on the screen behind her screamed and the Jersey Devil roared in delight.

Ryujin slapped Chaeryeong's ass firmly, grabbing into her friends cheek as she rode Jerry's BBC slowly, milking him with her hands wrapping around his thin shoulders for support.

Jerry felt himself beginning to become one with the seat as Chaeryeong pushed him deeper and deeper into it, groaning as she rose up and down with her pussy swallowing up his throbbing black dick beneath her skirt. Jerry's eyes were rolled back, his tongue almost flopping from his mouth as his jaw fell open. He was an incoherent mess the moment Chaeryeong began to ride faster and harder.

Chaeryeong had lost control of her hips as she started to pant and moan, her fingernails digging into his skinny shoulders as she rode him for all she could take. His thick BBC pressured her walls and clit to the point she felt she might just have an orgasm herself.

"Fuck, he's so fucking big," Chaeryeong moaned loudly as Ryujin slapped her ass again and reached up under her shirt to pinch a nipple. "Fuck! black cock is too good!" she yelled, throwing her head back as she shivered and shook on his throbbing pole, covering it in a thick layer of creamy white cum that leaked down his balls. 

"Hnnngg," Jerry moaned stupidly as his eyes rolled back again, he reached up to grip Chaeryeong before she could pull herself off him.

"What the fuck! let me go!" she yelled as Jerry bucked his hips upward and gave her a few pumps before his BBC erupted again with thick ropes shooting deep into Chaeryeong. "Oh my God! you did not just fucking nut inside me!" she screamed as she lifted herself off Jerry, looking down at his cock. It was still twitching and shooting ropes of cum out as he groaned and gasped with his mouth wide open.

Ryujin looked up at Chaeryeong as the cum began to slide down her thighs, licking her lips as she fell to her knees and pressed her tongue to Chaeryeong's skin, dragging it upward until she'd cleaned her thoroughly. The tip of her tongue found Chaeryeong's soaking trench and began to prod at it, tasting the combined mix of both Chaeryeong and Jerry's cum dripping from her tight snatch.

"You two taste fucking amazing," she moaned as her face disappeared under her friends skirt and she felt Chaeryeong's hand on the back of head as she moaned down to her.

"Your tongue is amazing," Chaeryeong said as Ryujin licked and scooped jizz from her pussy.

Jerry watched the girls for a moment before his attention was drawn back to the movie, the Jersey Devil now ripping a car apart like a tin can as someone shoved a flare into its mouth in a desperate last ditch effort. "This movie is so bad," he thought to himself, looking back at Ryujin as she sucked Chaeryeong's cunt clean until it was spotless.

"You think you can just cum inside anyone because they're riding your big black dick?" Ryujin asked as she pulled Jerry to his feet and slapped him. "You better not cum inside me you fucking loser," she said as she got back into her seat and reclined it backward, setting the armrests down and spreading her legs across them.

Jerry stroked himself and bit his tongue as he looked down at her, his BBC swelling for what he hoped wasn't the last round as he descended on her and began to stuff his floppy black cock into her pussy. It was even tighter than Chaeryeong's, it felt completely unused but he knew she was a slut, she must've been with nothing but small limp dicks before this.

Jerry groaned loudly as he pressed forward with his weak hips, moaning as he pulled them back then forward, he didn't know how long he could keep it up since his stamina was nonexistent.

This was it he thought to himself, this bully bitch had ruined his life for years and whatever psycho snap she was on was letting him get some payback. He didn't care what happened after. he just knew he had to brew up the biggest load of his life and shoot it deep inside her unprotected cunt.

He groaned as his cock grew stiffer and harder deep inside her, stretching her walls wide around his thick black cock and making her moan loudly into the auditorium like the slut she really was. 

After just a minute or two he was having trouble keeping pace, the combination of excitement, nerves, and shortness of breath from using muscles he rarely used was overwhelming him and he felt the performance slowly fading.

"He can't even go five minutes," Ryujin laughed, slapping him across the face in a big to get him excited again. "Come on, don't you want to fuck this tight pussy with your black cock?" she growled up to him, smiling as Chaeryeong moved around behind him and put her hands on his hips. "Yeah, Chaery, give this fucking loser a hand," she said.

Chaeryeong laughed as she grabbed hold of his hips and lifted them back then pushed forward, helping him to keep a pace up inside Ryujin whose joking had subsided almost immediately once his BBC was pistoning her cunt again. "Fuck it feels so good, you weren't lying," she groaned to Chaeryeong as Jerry bit his bottom lip and tried not to cum prematurely. He held back for a couple more minutes, but could feel it building deep in his nuts, the gnarliest of loads he could muster was coming soon.

Ryujin moaned as she reached down and fingered herself, screaming into the auditorium as Chaeryeong pulled and pushed Jerry's hips in and out faster and deeper, forcing him to fuck her friend until Ryujin began to scream and squirt all over the chair.

Her squirting orgasm shot all over Jerry's thighs and onto Chaeryeong's socks, soaking into them. The entire auditorium stank and reeked of sex, the three of them working together as Jerry felt the mother of all loads coursing through his balls and shaft, preparing to spill out in Ryujin.

Jerry tensed up above her and began to thrust away without Chaeryeong's help, pummeling into Ryujin's cunt with every last shred of hatred he had for her as she dared to look up at him. "Don't you do it. Don't you dare fucking cum inside me!"

Her claws wrapped around the back of his neck and pulled him in as she grinned widely. "You're gonna fucking do it, huh?" she said as her grin disappeared and her face turned to one of pure anger and gritted teeth. "Do it you fucking ghetto pussy, empty your fucking nuts in me," she snarled as his glasses fell from his face and she pulled his forehead to hers.

"Fucking. Do. It."

Chaeryeong pushed his hips forward as far as they would go just as he unleashed inside Ryujin. The movie behind them depicted the Jersey Devil being gunned down in a hail of gunfire and a trailing groan as Jerry's nuts draped over Ryujin's asshole.

The thick cum flooded deep inside her without pause until he couldn't move and collapsed in place on top of her, panting and bordering on hyperventilation as Chaeryeong pulled him off her friend and shoved him into his seat.

Chaeryeong returned the favor by falling to her knees and slurping Ryujin's cunt as the movie credits began to play, the two giggling as Jerry panted and wiped sweat from his face, sliding his glasses back on and groaning.

"Oooh that's it, lick it baby," Ryujin cooed as Chaeryeong lapped every drop of jizz she could manage out of Ryujin to fill her mouth. She leaned up to Ryujin's face, kissing as they began to swap Jerry's cum back and forth in an intense makeout session.

The credits began to come to an end and the girls rose to their feet, the lights came back on as the stared down at Jerry. "You're so pathetic, you dumb little asshole," Ryujin said as she picked up the bucket of untouched popcorn and dumped it over him.

Jerry stood up to brush the popcorn from himself only to have Ryujin pull his flannel off and put it on herself. "Don't even try to take it back, I'll beat your ass," she said, grabbing her hoodie and turning to leave with Chaeryeong. The two held hands as they left him at his seat.

"See you later, boy," they called back, laughing and flipping him off as they exited the auditorium and went home for the night. He tried his best to clean up the mess, pausing for a moment and doing a small fist pump.

"I got laid let's goooooo," he said as a worker walked in and looked up at him, a mountain of popcorn in his seat. "I'm uh, I-I-I," he stuttered, the worker gave him the coldest glare Jerry had ever seen in his life as he rushed down the stairs and to his bicycle. 

A car pulled up next to the front of the theater as he unlocked his bike, Ryujin driving with Chaeryeong in the passenger seat, both staring at him as Ryujin popped the trunk. "Put that stolen piece of shit in the back. Hurry the fuck up!" Ryujin shouted, watching as Jerry scurried around and detached his bicycle wheels via the quick release skewers to make it fit.

He jumped in the backseat, scared and nervous as Ryujin drove calmly toward the area that he lived in. "This is where you live right? The ghetto part?" Chaeryeong asked.

"Y-yea," he said, hanging his head as Ryujin looked at him in the mirror and rolled her eyes. "Fine, we'll let you stay with us for a night," Ryujin said with a sigh as she turned the car and headed for their apartment on the more affluent side of town.

"I-I-I," he started before choking down some spit. "I should g-go back to my place, my m-mom will worry," he stuttered but his protest fell on deaf ears.

"I'm sure your mommy won't miss you for ONE night," Chaeryeong said back to him. He quickly realized he didn't really have a choice, they were taking him with them and he felt powerless to stop it, not that he wanted to as his BBC was already swelling once again.

Jerry lingered in the backseat for a few moments outside their apartment, he really didn't like the thought of an entire night with these two psychos. "Are you coming, boy?" Ryujin called behind her as she and Chaeryeong opened the front door and looked at him.

Jerry nervously exited the car and took a couple steps. "Hurry the fuck up!" Chaeryeong shouted at him. Jerry couldn't take the pressure, he didn't want to be here and he especially didn't want to be here alone with them, despite them sucking and fucking him senseless. He couldn't trust them in a place like that.

He left his bicycle behind, crying as he bolted down the street. He ran with his hands high, his afro blown back, his lungs burning after just fifty short feet.

"Stupid mother fucker." Ryujin shook her head, slamming the rear door of the car shut and locking it. She smirked as she looked down the dark street, seeing Jerry bent over, heaving for air.

"Have a good night, dumbass!" she shouted as he ran for another spurt.

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Sullyoon x Belle: SSC Pt.2

4.4k words. NMIXX Sullyoon x Kiss of Life Belle x OC black male character. BBC, BNWO, blacked, black male x asian female, raceplay.

Sullyoon charged up the steep marble steps of the St Marius National Library, Eye of the Tiger blasting in her ears. She stopped halfway, throwing punches, uppercuts, kicks, dodging attacks from invisible figures. "Won't get me today, interdimensional vampire freaks!"

She reached the top, throwing a roundhouse kick at nothing and nearly hitting an innocent bystander. Dressed in her best Hello Kitty sweatpants, a sweatshirt that read "TAXES TONGUE MY ANUS" and a headband with spade logos, she squared up to a large stone pillar.

"You want some?" she asked, taking up a boxing posture. "Huh? Didn't think so, bitchass! Take that ass back to the Andromeda galaxy." She turned to Jerry, who was standing with a camera filming her workout video. She squared up to him next, throwing jabs at the camera lens.

"Want some?" she asked. "N-not really," Jerry said. "You're gonna get some anyway!" Sullyoon blurted out, taking a swipe at his leg with her foot. "Hey! You're scaring me!" Jerry said, almost dropping the camera. "I swear to the fucking fuck, if you drop that fucking camera I'll beat your ass!" Sullyoon shouted.

Her shouting and posture attracted the attention of two white girls, both of them marching over angrily. One threw her hat down, shouting at Sullyoon. "Who the fuck do you think you are using that wor-" Her words were cut off by Sullyoon's fist, which smashed into the side of her face.

"Here we go," Jerry said from behind the camera, ensuring he was still rolling by checking the red light on the front. Sullyoon advanced on the second girl, who raised a hand like she was going to strike Sullyoon.

Sullyoon kicked her in the thigh with a deafening sound like a gunshot. The woman collapsed, screaming and clutching her leg. Sullyoon paused for a moment, then turned to the camera to give two thumbs up and a smile. "And that's how you beat up a white bitch!" she said.

She was suddenly right in front of the camera, her hand grabbing the lens. "Jerry turn the fucking camera off we gotta go," she whispered, sprinting down the stairs so fast that she nearly tripped.

"Can you believe this shit?" Sullyoon said, now holding a microphone as she stood in front of the camera with a large rectangular body of water behind her. "We're here at this fucking piece of shit puddle of water they call a memorial, and it's full of fucking algae and trash."

"Look at this fucking bullshit," she said, yanking a large piece of dark colored paint out of the water that had a plastic bag attached. "The dumb fucking idiots that did this don't realize that painting it a dark color means it absorbs the light, creating the perfect place for algae to fucking bloom."

"And of course, there's trash everywhere. There's bags, there's cans, there's a fucking magnum size XXL condom some donkey dick bull used to tear the lining of some poor slut's pussyhole." Sullyoon rambled on, and Jerry felt the color draining from his face with each passerby.

She stood close to the camera, only her face visible as she continued on. "This is what you fucking get when you let fat jewish reptilians buy their way into politics. You get a cesspool full of plastic, algae, and cum-filled condoms. Slurp it up, dumbasses!"

"You'll never find a filthier hive of scum and villainy than what's behind me right now," Sullyoon said into the camera, now standing in Palisade Park with the gleaming resort hotel in the background.

"In that big dick shaped hotel back there, someone, probably multiple someones, are getting sodomized right now. Fucked in the ass by rock hard donkey dicks from Kenya. I'm talking gaped, stretched, no lube, no mercy. Just a flat out black cock anal annihilation."

"Just like this." Sullyoon reached in front of her, grabbing an invisible pair of hips and thrusting her own back and forth. "Yeah, take that dick, take it!" Sullyoon said.

"Sully what the fuck?" Jerry finally asked, holding his hands out with an expression on his face. "Shut the fuck up and keep filming, dumbass," Sullyoon said, sneering at him. Jerry rolled his eyes, pushed his glasses back up, and returned to filming.

"As I stand here, the president of St Marius, Lee Ji-eun, has accidentally gone live on the Spades app and is streaming her blown-out blacked butthole for about four and a quarter million people worldwide!" Sullyoon held her phone screen up to the camera, showing IU riding a black bull enthusiastically.

"Look at her go!" Sullyoon said. She turned the screen and looked at it, falling silent for a few seconds. "Look at her ride that big juicy black donkey dick..." she trailed off, licking her lips absentmindedly.

"Anyway, that's our beloved president getting fucked on stream!" Sullyoon said, tucking her phone away. "In other news, this fucking blows and I'm going back to Olya and my radio shack." Sullyoon made a motion with her hand and Jerry stopped recording.

They boarded a private boat, setting off for Olya. Sullyoon was silent for the entire three hour trip, seemingly distracted by the ocean scenery and the occasional spray of cool water on her face. Her only words were a "wooooooow!" when what looked like a whale breached the surface in the distance, crashing back into the water.

Jerry had recorded it, and he was playing it back when he noticed the shape wasn't quite right for a whale. It had a long snout and a flattened head, and he could just make out the open mouth being full of huge knife-like teeth. He brushed it off, thinking he just didn't know enough about whale species.

"You know, Jerry, when humans finally flush themselves down the proverbial porcelain drain, whales and squid are going to fight the orcas for the scraps."

"What?" Jerry asked. "Why do you think they refuse to explore the ocean?" "Because there's nothing all that special in it?" "Jerry, you fucking idiot. There's an entire civilization down there. Atlanteans, sea dwarves, and the portal to hell itself. That's where demons come from, Jerry, they come from the fucking ocean."

They reached the northern docks of Cretaceous County, where they disembarked with a dozen others and made their way to the radio station that Sullyoon had purchased a couple years prior.

It was borderline decrepit, a former SMDF weather station that had seen better times. It sat abandoned for a decade before she purchased it, and her first visit found it covered in vines and other foliage that took weeks to remove.

But she had a seaside view, and a massive radio tower to broadcast her late night talk show with, so she was mostly happy.

It was late when Sullyoon went live on air, sitting across from Belle. Her usual bumper music played while she shuffled papers and notes, preparing for the show.

"Hellooooo St Marius!" Sullyoon said excitedly into the microphone. "Welcome to the best alternative talk radio station in ALL of the Caribbean, and probably the world. I'm your host, the based and redpilled Sullyoon, and you're listening to KBBC 69, the place for all your conspiracy theories, cryptids, cover-ups, and of course the ever popular Call and Cum power hour!"

Sullyoon did a little drumroll on the edge of her desk, then got right to work. "Biggest news of the day is our incompetent slut of a president went live and exposed her gaping butthole for everyone to see," Sullyoon said bluntly.

"While getting absolutely demolished by a black guy," Belle added. "Well, that's expected around here." Sullyoon shrugged. "But like, how the fuck do you go live by accident with a black cock in your guts that's the size of a submarine sandwich?" "Sometimes you just gotta show bitches what's up, that's why she's the president," Belle replied. "You know what, respect. If the president wants to go live draining some big black refugee balls, that's why she's the baddie in charge." Sullyoon shuffled some papers.

"Anyway, got a story here, a listener submitted it and I have verified the authenticity to be one hundred percent genuine. It's a chilling tale about Mothman fucking the shit out of this dude's wife and now he's raising the kid. How fucked up is that? Mothman rawdogged this guys wife and left him with this grotesque half-moth kid that's addicted to big fucking lamps," Sullyoon said. "Didn't know Mothman was black," Belle said. "Mothman stepped out for milk and bread, ended up in New Jersey instead." "Do you think the wife has some big ol' lamps? I mean, why else would Mothman be attracted to a human woman?" "From the sounds of it she has massive fucking lamps," Sullyoon replied.

The next day, the three of them had spent the afternoon at the boardwalk, and were now visiting their favorite ramen restaurant. The bell above the door rang, announcing their presence. "I'm telling you Belle, this place is one hundred percent goblin and vampire free, right Ichiro?" Sullyoon asked the old man behind the counter, who nodded.

"Like I said, the best way to deal with one of those stupid little goblins is to hit them with pocket sand that's mixed up with some garlic and salt, they hate it," Sullyoon said to Belle, who was nodding knowingly.

"That's really smart, Sully," she replied, seating herself on a stool at the corner of the counter. The three of them stared at menus for a minute or two, then Sullyoon rapped her hand on the counter to order.

Ichiro brought their noodles soon after, and Jerry almost instantly spilled his bowl.

"Jerry you stupid fucking dumbass, what the fuck are you doing?" Sullyoon shouted, rising from her seat to avoid getting broth on her clothes. "I can't take your black ass anywhere," she muttered as the waitress began to clean up the mess.

"I'm sorry, he's black," Sullyoon said, rolling her eyes at Jerry. "Earlier, we tried to take him up on a Ferris wheel and he was crying in the gondola like the sissy liberal bitch he is," she said. The waitress just nodded quietly while soaking up the soup. "Embarrassing, you broke ass black piece of shit," Sullyoon said.

Jerry seemed largely unfazed, and the waitress brought him more noodles. "Be careful, dumbass, don't knock that one over," Belle said to him. Jerry pushed his glasses up, taking a bite out of the steaming bowl.

Sullyoon looked around, seeing a black man in a wheelchair sitting across from a woman with her hood up. In the corner was a couple making out, and Ichiro was reading a book quietly.

Ichiro walked up to Sullyoon, laying the book out in front of her and tapping a page silently. It had a drawing on it of a monster with big bulging eyes, fangs, and wings. "That's Mothman, Ichiro, we just talked about him banging some poor guys wife on the show last night."

"Ah, no good, wife is slut," Ichiro said dismissively in a thick asian accent. "She had some gigantic lamps, Ichiro," Sullyoon said, holding her hands up to her chest like she was presenting a pair of big invisible tits. "Big lamps! Moth like!" Ichiro said, laughing. "I like big lamps," Jerry mumbled. "Jerry shut the fuck up!" Sullyoon and Belle shouted at him in sync. "Big fuckin' lamps," Jerry said, smiling dumbly as big tits filled his mind.

"Have a good night, Ichiro!" Sullyoon said when they finished eating. She left a large tip on the counter for him, and a stack of business cards that he had the waitress set out at every table.

Back at the radio station it was approaching two in the morning, and Jerry had no pants on. "Maybe the president is right," Sullyoon said, running her tongue across Jerry's surging black shaft, coaxing out a deep, dumb moan from Jerry's lips.

"Maybe getting down and dirty with filthy fucking black cock live on stream is the way to go," Sullyoon said, feeling Jerry pulse violently as she spoke. Belle sat beside her on her knees, running her tongue over Jerry's heavy balls with her cell phone in hand, pointed at the two of them.

They were streaming on Spades, just like IU had done, but instead of four and a half million they only had an audience of about three thousand. That was more than enough for Sullyoon, whose lips were wrapped around Jerry's throbbing cockhead, sucking it into her mouth while Belle tugged on his nuts with hers.

Jerry took the phone with a shaking hand, trying to hold it steady, aiming it straight at them. He bit his lip and groaned, eyes twitching uncontrollably as Sullyoon started to suck him faster. Belle nuzzled her face into his balls, burying herself underneath them with her tongue sliding down to try and find his ass.

"Nnnngggghhh!" Jerry groaned, his eyes rolling back once Belle shoved her tongue into his asshole. Sullyoon let his BBC flop free with a wet pop, stroking it with both hands while licking the head. Jerry tensed up, grunting with his tongue hanging out.

Spurts of thick cum shot straight into the air, arcing high enough to splatter across his belly and hit his glasses. Sullyoon's face had been blasted by it, drenched in thick nut that dripped from her nose and chin in viscous globs.

"What the fuck, you nine pump chump!" Sullyoon shouted, flicking the cum out of her eyes. Belle wrapped her hands around Sullyoon's face, her tongue dragging across it to gather up the load that Jerry had spilled prematurely.

"Can't let any go to waste, right guys?" Belle said, smiling for the audience that flooded the chat. "We're at six thousand, Sully," Belle said, her tongue parting Sullyoon's lips to drive itself into her mouth. Sullyoon moaned deeply, savoring the taste of black seed being pressed onto her tongue.

She gripped Belle by the back of the head, kissing her intensely, their tongues entwining as they made out. Their naked chests pressed together, hands groping and caressing, moaning as they finally slowed down and turned back to Jerry and the camera.

Their tongues lapped up the cum on his belly and chest, then traveled up his neck and began to lick the lenses of his glasses clean. "H-holy fu-fuck," Jerry said, shaking nervously, unable to keep the camera steady. Belle took the camera and held it instead, stroking Jerry with her free hand until he was hard again.

Sullyoon pressed her lips to Jerry's, causing him to shake violently. His hips bucked, and he had to restrain himself from cumming immediately at the touch of Belle's hand that stroked up and down. Sullyoon smiled, gently wrapping a hand around his throat.

"You wanna fuck this tight Korean pussy, don't you, boy?" she asked him. Jerry felt his brain melting, tongue hanging out stupidly. "You wouldn't last three minutes in this pussy," Sullyoon whispered to him, staring directly into his eyes.

Belle giggled as a second load shot out, spraying across his stomach helplessly. Jerry's chest heaved, his eyes twitched painfully, and Sullyoon straddled his waist, pulling his messy black cock upward to aim it at her pussy.

"I'm going to milk this big black dick," Sullyoon said, biting her lip as she looked into the camera with a devious smile. "I'll make him cum in this pussy, I'll make him fucking black breed me."

Belle started fingering herself, moaning as Sullyoon slid down Jerry's spent dick. He surged back to a full erection the moment his flaring head met her inner walls. "Three minutes, you black piece of shit," she said to him, smiling as she pressed her hips downward to take in more of his black cock.

Jerry tried to reach up and put his hands on her ass, or anywhere, but they just flopped back down to his sides. He felt helpless as Sullyoon started to ride him slowly. He moaned with his mouth wide open, his eyes closed, trying not to cum for a third time.

The noises emanating from Jerry's mouth were nothing short of crazed animal sounds. Sullyoon rode him slowly, her hips rocking up and down, her lips pulled tight as she struggled not to burst out laughing.

"Yeah, you like that?" she asked him, getting a short nod in return. "You fucking like when I ride your big black dick?" she asked, running her hands through her hair to brush it back into a ponytail, holding onto it as she rode him.

Jerry let out a girlish scream, the muscles in his neck tightening as his eyes rolled back. His third orgasm sent him into a twitching, helpless series of spasms as Sullyoon continued working the load out of him.

Her hips came to a sudden stop, sighing as she rested atop him and turned to look at the camera. "Peak black male stamina," she said, rolling her eyes with another deep sigh.

"Pathetic moron," she said, feeling his BBC going limp inside her. She dismounted him, walking over to Belle and diving face-first into her pussy with her feet in the air behind her.

Jerry lay in place, his tongue hanging out as he adjusted his glasses with shaking hands. "Get the fuck over here and suck my toes, you fucking idiot!" Sullyoon demanded, shoving her tongue back into Belle.

He stumbled to his feet, getting down on his knees with his hands wrapping around her ankles and heels. He'd never sucked a toe before, and for a moment felt appalled he was even considering obeying.

"Hurry the fuck up, Jerry!" Sullyoon said, inserting a couple fingers into Belle's pussy. Belle let out a deep moan, her head tilting back with her free hand bunching Sullyoon's hair into a ponytail.

Jerry swallowed his pride and leaned down, taking a couple of her toes into his mouth to suck on them. At first he was disgusted, but his disgust faded the more he stared down at Belle's naked body and Sullyoon's bare ass.

His big black cock was already springing back up, the head pulsing against Sullyoon's left shin. The harder he got, the more intensely he sucked on her toes, momentarily forgetting that they were her feet in his mouth.

He opened wide and took in all five, sucking on her whole ass foot to the ball of her sole, like some horny toe-sucking monster. Sullyoon's eyes went wide, turning her head to look over her shoulder at him.

"Jerry what the fuck!" Sullyoon shouted, seeing half her foot in his mouth. Jerry froze in place, both of his dark hands around her ankle and her pale foot in his mouth with a bit of pink tongue jutting out beneath it.

"Sick black bitch," Belle laughed. "Suck it, Jerry!" Belle called out, feeling Sullyoon fingering her with a thumb working circles over her clit.

"Yeah, Jerry!" Sullyoon smiled, "suck those fucking feet!" she said. "Suck them, Jerry! Oh fuck! Suck those fucking toes!" Sullyoon pushed her foot a little deeper into his mouth, making his eyes widen as he struggled to fit it.

"That's it, gag on my foot, you black bitch!" Sullyoon said back to him, smirking as he choked with her toes tickling his tonsils.

Jerry's eyes crossed inward, staring at the heel of her foot. He felt like he was going to vomit, and pulled her foot from his mouth with a loud retching sound. A big load of spit shot out and ran down her leg, trickling onto the head of his BBC.

Sullyoon buried her face in Belle's pussy, licking and digging her tongue into the folds while Jerry mounted her from behind. Sullyoon's eyes twitched at the heavy slaps of Jerry's BBC on her cheeks, feeling the head massaging itself between them in an attempt to find her pussy.

Sullyoon shrieked loudly, feeling his cock press against her asshole. Jerry groaned dumbly, the head of his cock found the right hole and slid in slowly. "Hnnnggggggg," he moaned, his eyes rolling as he pumped into Sullyoon again.

His big black dick plunged into her, and Sullyoon let out a long moan right as Belle arched her back and splattered her face with cum. Sullyoon's eyes pinched tight, her face remaining in place as Belle moaned and squirted in intermittent spurts like a lawn sprinkler with a kink in the hose.

Sullyoon felt Jerry's weight pressing into her, his BBC pushing deeper with that stupid whimpering groan he made. Sullyoon looked into the camera, her eyes closing, biting into her bottom lip with her chin resting between Belle's thighs.

Belle brushed back Sullyoon's hair, running a thumb over her cum-glazed cheek. "You like that, don't you Sully?" Belle asked as Sullyoon nuzzled into her palm with a moan. "You like it when that racist pussy gets beat up by big black cock."

Sullyoon's eyes were glazed over as she moaned, her cheek resting against Belle's hand, her tongue falling out to pant idly. "I fucking love it," she whimpered quietly as Jerry weakly worked himself back and forth.

Belle felt Sullyoon slowly creeping up her body, her head finally coming to lay on her chest. She stroked Sullyoon's hair, keeping it out of her face while recording Jerry dumbly groaning and pumping away at her pussy.

"Get that pretty ass up for him, Sully," Belle murmured, petting her gently. Sullyoon let out a soft moan, nodding as she brought her knees forward, her ass up in the air for Jerry.

Sullyoon bit her bottom lip, reaching under her body to find her own clit. She began to rub slowly, moaning with every slow thrust of Jerry's struggling hips.

Behind her, Jerry struggled to hold back his fourth orgasm. Sullyoon's tight pussy gripped his shaft and pulled him in deep, refusing to let him draw it out of her.

"Hnnnggg, Sully!" he shouted, his hands groping her ass and hips, his eyes twitching violently. "Nnnggggg," he groaned, his hips pressing forward with his low-hanging balls dangling.

"Don't you fucking cum, you stupid idiot!" Sullyoon shouted, her voice echoing off the undecorated, sloppily painted cinderblock walls. "Don't you fucking do it!" she said, biting her lip and closing her eyes as she rubbed her clit faster.

Jerry felt his orgasm rising up, his mouth falling wide open as he held it back. "Fuck, fuck! Sully I can't hold it back!" he shouted, his glasses slipping down his sweaty nose until they nearly fell off.

"Unnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggghhhhhh!" he yelled, his head thrown back, afro shaking as he nutted deep inside her.

Sullyoon's cheek rested on Belle's belly, her hips throwing themselves back against Jerry's hard black cock as it shot a second load into her unprotected asian pussy.

She forced herself back on him, knocking him over backward to mount him in reverse cowgirl. Belle's eyes flared, biting into her tongue as she watched Sullyoon begin bouncing.

Belle set the camera up nearby, crawling on all fours between Jerry's legs until she could lower her head and flick her tongue over Sullyoon's clit. "Ride him, Sully, teach that boy a lesson!"

"I'll fucking teach this dumbass not to cum early!" Sullyoon blurted out. "I'll milk his nuts until there's nothing left!"

Beneath her Jerry had gone limp, unable to even groan as he felt his cock swelling back into another raging erection. The sensation of Belle's tongue only made it worse, her warm spit trailing down to his sagging balls made his head swirl.

Belle attacked Sullyoon's clit and pussy aggressively, her tongue licking, spitting all over Jerry's thick black shaft as Sullyoon bounced up and down on it. She reached behind her and planted her hands on his chest, balancing herself atop him.

Sullyoon screamed with pleasure, her entire body rising up and lowering itself back down in rapid succession. Her pale body began to turn red, sweat pouring down it as she worked him and slowed down just enough for Belle to give her clit the attention she needed.

The viewers had grown from the meagre four thousand to well over a quarter million, and Sullyoon was completely unaware that it was the biggest draw she'd ever pulled.

"Fuck you, Jerry! Your big black cock is too fucking good!" Sullyoon moaned, riding up and down along his shaft. Jerry laid flat on the floor, his arms and legs splayed out, panting like he'd run a marathon.

He let out a long groan, and Sullyoon knew he was getting close again. His hands weakly slapped at her ass, one of them wrapping around to caress her tummy and reach up to grab a breast.

"I'm gonna fucking cum all over this big black dick!" Sullyoon shouted, giving no warning before blasting Belle's face with cum. Belle screamed, reeling backward with her hands wiping cum from her eyes.

"Nnngggghhh! Fucking big ass black dicks are too fucking good!" Sullyoon screamed with her mouth wide open, her head thrown back, sweat pouring down her body as she buried herself on Jerry's black cock.

Jerry made a sound like he was dying, letting out a low whimper as he shot the last of his cum straight up into Sullyoon's cunt.

"Holy... Fuck," he groaned, panting as he stared at the ceiling. His glasses slid back into place without help, and the room bean to swirl above him as he went lightheaded.

Sullyoon lifted off his BBC, letting his cum flow out of her stretched pussy in drops that ran down her inner thighs. She brushed back her hair, looking into the camera and checking the numbers.

Her eyes went wide at the sight of three hundred thousand. She blinked rapidly, biting her bottom lip as Belle joined her and they shared a short kiss.

"Look at all these fucking cucks!" Sullyoon said with a smirk. "There's so many of them!" She watched the chat filling up with every toxic meme imaginable. Symbols arranged like cumming cocks, middle fingers, eggplant emojis, racial slurs being spammed. Then she noticed the donations totaling thousands of dollars.

Sullyoon turned to Belle with a smile, kissing her deeply. They exchanged tongues, hands running through each others hair, and made out for five whole minutes before Sullyoon turned back to the camera.

"Tomorrow, same time and place, you fucking cuckold losers!" she said, smiling and waving to the audience as she turned the camera off.

"Think we found our new business model, huh?" Belle giggled, kissing Sullyoon again.

"Yeah," Sullyoon said, turning to look at Jerry's splayed-out form. "Jerry, you're my golden ticket!" she said with a smile.

"One day this will all feel weird," Jerry thought to himself, a dumb smile spreading across his face.

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Karina x Giselle: BBC Party

Part of my BLACKED Baddies shorts, see my masterlist for more chapters. 1.2k words.

Karina's eyes widened at the sight of an African refugees massive BBC. With a shaky hand she reached out to grab it, feeling the strong pulse throbbing against her palm. Her mouth fell open when she began to stroke, watching it flop in her hands a bit, realizing he wasn't even fully hard.

Karina gasped, drooling as she stroked with both hands. She felt the carpet against her knees, and the touch of his ebony thighs around her torso. She leaned forward, pressing her pursed lips to the head to give it a tender kiss.

Her tongue pressed forward, tasting her first black cock, inhaling the musk that filled her nose. Her right eye twitched and she felt the thoughts within her head melting into a a warm wave of bliss rolling down her spine.

Hawk tuah! Karina spit on that thang and covered it in a layer of glistening sheen that her hands stroked into the dark African meat. Her lips wrapped around the head, eagerly parting to let it slide across her wet tongue and into the back of her throat.

GLUCK! GLUCK! AAH! GLUCK! She started to blow him between loud gasps for air. She could only fit half into her mouth, stroking him desperately with both hands covered in her own spit. The bull groaned, placing both hands on her head to hold her in place, preventing her from lifting off of his BBC.

His hips thrusted upward, jamming his big black cock into the back of her throat with force. Karina let out a muffled scream, but the bull kept going, grunting as he used her throat like a fleshlight for his own pleasure.

Her hands slapped at his thighs and abs, begging him to stop, but only motivated him to keep going. "I'm here to fuck all the women!" he groaned, pushing Karina down on his cock until she was gagging violently, her eyes rolling back until they were nearly solid white.

He gave her cheek a slap, then released her and watched Karina gasp for air, her chest heaving as she sat back against the coffee table behind her. Her throat stung as she panted, wiping the spit from her chin that had soaked into her black REFUGEES WELCOME shirt with a black fist in the middle of the Korean flag.

The bull stood up and grabbed her hair in his hand, motioning for her to follow him. "No!" he said when she tried to stand up, "I'll walk you like the slut you are."

Karina crawled on all fours beside him, following with her heavy tits sagging down against the fabric of her shirt. Her pale, naked ass in the air swayed side-to-side as he led her across the room, passing by other bulls who were hammering black cock into screaming Korean women.

The sliding door of the patio opened and Karina felt the hard concrete against her palms and knees as he led her to a beach chair and pointed for her to get on it. Karina climbed up and felt his hands on her waist, flipping her onto her back.

"Let me have those big ass titties," he said, pushing the shirt up to reveal her braless, pale, fat tits. He slapped his wet BBC between them and Karina moaned deeply, feeling the power and heft of his black cock as it thumped against her soft skin.

"Mmm, fuck my big Korean tits!" Karina blurted out, lifting her hands to the sides of her chest to press them together around the ebony pole between them.

Karina watched a pair of hands coil around the bulls sides, and then the face of Giselle smiling down at her. "That's it, fuck those big tits," Giselle said to him in a soft, encouraging voice. "They're what you came here for, aren't they? Big asian tits and tight little Korean pussies to breed."

The bull groaned, his hips thrusting back and forth between Karina's fleshy melons engulfing his dark cock. She felt the head poking at her neck with every thrust, peeking out from under the top of her shirt and occasionally trying to slip under her choker necklace.

Karina's head spun with lust, her toes curling the moment that Giselle lowered her face to her pussy to start licking it. Karina let out a long, low moan of satisfaction, closing her eyes and arching her back.

Giselle shoved a couple fingers in without warning, working them back and forth inside Karina, her thumb working circles on her sensitive clit to drive her mad. Karina breathed deeply in sharp breaths, her thighs beginning to shake, chest turning red.

The bull reached down with both hands and wrapped them around her neck, his thumbs pressing the head of his black cock against her throat as he fucked her busty chest. Karina's eyes rolled, but the grip on her squishy boobs never relaxed, and she kept them pressed hard around the BBC pumping between them.

Karina let out a moan, kicking her foot as Giselle shoved her tongue into her cunt, drilling into it with her fingers and nuzzling her nose right up against the clit. It was too much for Karina, her head was swimming, and she felt like she would pass out from the pleasure.

The bull pressed down harder and Karina felt his weight on her throat, choking her until her cheeks turned a rosy red hue. She wanted to grab at his wrists, but she kept her hands around her tits, refusing to let go until he told her to.

The bull groaned as his BBC slipped under the choker, pinning his head in place as he began to spurt a series of hot ropes across Karina's chin and neck. She felt the pulsing his shaft, the flowing hot ropes of cum shooting up her chin before running down her neck and into her dark hair.

He gave her a few more pumps, then pulled his BBC back and slapped it wetly against each breast before leaving her and Giselle. "I'm gonna..." Karina panted, pinching her nipples and twisting them, pulling her sagging breasts upward with a scream.

Karina began to squirt all over Giselle's face, coating her lips and tongue, and Giselle ate it up hungrily while continuing to lick and finger until Karina fell limp with rolling eyes.

Giselle crawled up Karina's body, hovering over her with cum dripping from her lips and chin, glistening brightly. She lowered her head to lick the cum from Karina's neck, lapping it up and ending with a soft bite into her flesh.

She dragged her tongue along Karina's throat, up her chin, and then to her lips, sliding into her mouth to deposit the bull's load. Karina's eyes rolled in circles, she moaned deeply, a hand reaching up to pull Giselle in deeper.

They swapped the load back and forth with sloppy open-mouthed kisses, their tongues twisting together, pushing against each other, lips meeting until the cum had all been swallowed.

Giselle pulled back and caressed Karina's cheek, looking deep into her eyes. They kissed one last time, and Giselle grabbed a handful of Karina's left tit to squeeze as she did so.

The night was still young and the black breeding party had just started, there were more men inside waiting for their welcome to Korea, and the two of them were more than happy to give it to them.

"Let's get these big black cocks," Giselle grinned, taking Karina by the hand to lead her back to the party.

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Star Trek: The Matu

Part of my Star Trek NSFW series. See my masterlist for more chapters. 9909 words. Starring: Kazuha, Asa, Bae, Momo, Chaewon, and Wonyoung. Warning: This is NSFW and features explicit scenes.

"What do you think it means?" Kazuha asked Asa while staring at a blinking blue light. It flashed rapidly in sets of three, and sometimes wouldn't flash for a few seconds.

"Hm." Asa looked at the datapad in her hand, it had all the codes for what the flashing lights meant in these maintenance corridors. However, it didn't have this one, or the light was malfunctioning in such a way that the pattern made no sense.

"I... Uh... Hm..." Asa mumbled, brushing her black bobcut hair back behind her ear. "Nakamura, if I didn't know better, I'd say it's broken!" Asa declared, turning to look at Kazuha. With a nod of agreement, Kazuha threw her hands up and sighed.

"At least we can say we tried," Kazuha smiled, patting Asa on the shoulder. "After all, it's the effort that counts, right?" The pair of them turned away from the light and started toward a ladder, which Kazuha had become quite the expert at sliding down instead of using the rungs.

"You have to teach me how you do that, Nakamura," Asa called down to her. Kazuha looked up with two thumbs raised and waited for her fellow redshirt to join her at the bottom.

Clang, clang, clang. Asa's boots caused a tinny ring as she carefully climbed down and skipped the last three to jump onto her feet. "Ta-da!" Asa said, presenting herself with her hands.

"Very nice, oo la la," Kazuha said in an exaggerated French accent. Asa held her hands down to her sides like a runway model, and then began to step down the corridor with her boots ringing on the grates. "That's it, strut, show it off!" Kazuha said.

Asa whipped around, striking a pose with a hand on her hip and one on the back of her head. She began to strut toward Kazuha, shaking her hair while she did it. "Yeah, take ALL my credits!" Kazuha cheered, making a motion with her hands like she was throwing money at Asa.

"Nakamura, Enami, report to my ready room in twenty minutes," Karina's voice echoed through the corridor. Asa and Kazuha looked at each other, tightening their lips and scrunching their faces in unison.

"Will do, captain," Kazuha said with a tap on her comm badge. "Ugggggggggggggggh, we're going on another away mission to that butthole planet we've been orbiting, aren't we? The place LOOKS like a butthole, even," Kazuha said out loud. Asa sighed, and then rolled her eyes.

"That's why we're redshirts," Asa said, "we take it up the butt, and then we get shoved headfirst up the butt."

Karina's voice cut through again the moment Asa had stopped talking. "Nakamura, Enami, your comm badges are still on," said Karina in a terse tone that made both of them grimace.

"Uh." Kazuha's brain began to crash like a computer bank being hit by disruptor fire. "We'll talk about that language in the ready room," said Karina.

The comm line closed, and Kazuha turned to the wall, banging her forehead against a bulkhead. "Stupid, stupid, stupid," she said, banging against it gently until there was a red mark above her eyes.

"Can't be any worse than Winter getting caught last week busting a fat nut off in the Jefferies Tube." Asa placed her hands on Kazuha's shoulders and pulled her away from the wall, pushing her forward and down the corridor.

"Ensign Kim was beating her, I mean his, wait." The corner of Kazuha's lip curled in confusion. "Kim is an Anjullian, right?" Kazuha asked.

"Uh, yeah, I think so," replied Asa as they rounded a corner and passed by Minnie and Ryujin at a control panel, both looking like they were busy with something.

"So Kim has a cock AND a kitty," Kazuha said. "Don't call it that." Asa rolled her eyes. "Call it what?" "Kitty, so childish." Kazuha raised her hands and curled her fingers like a cat's claws, then gave a REEOW and scratched playfully at Asa.

"Speaking of dicks in pussies," Kazuha blurted out, "you coming to the holodeck later?"

"Holodeck?" Asa stopped in her tracks, hands behind her back, eyebrow raised with intense curiosity. Her head leaned forward, turned to the side slightly as if she wanted to hear what was happening.

"I built a new program," Kazuha said with a very exaggerated wink. "I call it Mandingos in Space." Kazuha placed an arm around Asa's shoulders, waving her free hand out as if presenting some invisible banner.

"Mandingos in Space?" Asa smirked, and then started to giggle. "Let's just say that a little birdy on the bridge showed me how to disable the protocols that keep things PG." "I'm sure they did, and I'm even more sure you spent a ridiculous amount of time on your program." "Oh baby, you have no idea." Kazuha smirked, and then skipped forward.

Asa followed her, and they came to a turbolift. "Two for the bridge," Asa said to the computer. The turbolift hissed as it shot upward, ascending multiple floors in seconds.

"You don't have to say anything other than bridge, you know," Kazuha told her.

"Shush," said Asa. The door opened and the bridge was before them. Asa and Kazuha took a couple steps into it when Asa had the sudden realization that the bridge had a distinct smell. Most of the ship smelled like coolant, or hot circuitry, or duranium alloys.

But the bridge, it smelled like French toast. "Kazuha," Asa said, sniffing the air. "It smells like French toast," she said. Kazuha began to sniff as well, her eyes narrowing.

"Yeah, it does!" said Kazuha. They were both paused on the ramp along the far side, both taking in the delicious scent.

Miyeon turned to face them, hands behind her back like usual, legs spaced a bit. "Nakamura, Enami, the captain is waiting," Miyeon's steely voice said to them.

Kazuha and Asa walked over to the ready room door and pressed the button to be let inside. On the table they saw a gigantic candle, which was the source of the smell. "Good galaxies, captain, are you trying to make us all hungry?" Asa said.

"Sit down." Karina had her back turned to them, facing a window where she watched the planet outside. Asa exchanged a glance with Kazuha, who grimaced and sat down gingerly.

"We sent an away team down to the planet and haven't heard anything since their last report sixteen hours ago." Karina turned around to face most of the bridge officers, looking at each one while speaking.

"By Starfleet regulations, we should've sent an away team at fourteen hours, which is the maximum allowed timeframe to await a report. Multiple attempts to reach the away team have been unsuccessful. Chief Myoi is assembling a second away team." Karina pulled her chair out and sat down at last, looking at Mina.

Mina, always on the shy and quiet side, inhaled deeply before she picked up a datapad. "I've come up with a plan that I believe will help u-" she started.

"Miss Myoi, please speak up a little louder, I can barely hear you," Karina said.

Inhaling again, Mina stood up and straightened out her red uniform. "I've put together a plan that will allow us to cover more ground. We've tried to track their comm badges, but they're either turned off or destroyed, so we have no choice but to use the manual scanning systems." Mina's voice was now louder, stronger, and she spoke high enough for everyone to hear.

"However, the atmosphere of the planet is making it impossible for us to scan from the ship, so we'll be forced to use shuttlecraft, surface skimmers, and gravcycles. The crafts are all-" Mina was interrupted a second time.

"Did you say... Gravcycles?" Kazuha asked. She leaned over the table a bit, listening intently.

Mina sighed, hanging her head a bit. "Yes, Nakamura. But I'm reminding you, you're still on probation after the last incident with a gravcycle."

"Chief, it's not my fault that the Venom bridge crew decided they wanted to race on Calardii. Hirai and Minatozaki insulted the honor of the Black Mamba and they insulted the captain," Kazuha ranted on until Karina's brow furrowed and she looked at her.

"What did they say?" Karina's stiff voice cut through Kazuha's defense of herself. "They uh," Kazuha started, tugging at the collar of her shirt nervously. "They said the ship has no soul and that you uh... You uh... They said you wouldn't be able to ride a gravcycle for long because you have no ass." "Really?" Karina said curiously. "That's interesting, considering their captain is flatter than this table."

It felt like the air had been let out of the room, sucked out into the vacuum of space. Kazuha and Asa covered their faces with their hands, stifling their laughter.

"Chief, let's get that team put together and tracking down the others. I don't want them to spend another night on that planet, not after the reports we got from them before the communications stopped."

"Aye, captain," Mina said. She turned immediately to Asa and Kazuha. "Go get your away kits, the long patrol ones," Mina ordered to both of them. The two of them were dismissed and gathered their things, meeting in a hangar on the lower decks.

"You'll need to change into these," said Mina, handing uniforms to the away team. They were jungle green suits with brown sleeves and reinforced legs. "The planet is a jungle, a hot one. These suits will keep you from overheating, but it's still going to be hot."

A couple redshirts wheeled out a rack full of phaser rifles and pistols. "What are those?" Asa asked, looking at the long camouflaged rifles. She picked one up, thinking it looked nothing like a standard phaser rifle.

"New ship, new weapons. Starfleet sent us out with these and orders to test them at any given chance, even just target shooting." Mina picked one up, examining the sleek and slender ergonomics.

"You'll be the first ones in Starfleet history to carry them onto a planet." Mina handed the rifle to Kazuha, who looked it over and felt she didn't need any training. Everything was right where it should be, and highly intuitive. "Don't lose my rifles, ladies," Mina said with a short glare.

The runabout with a gravcycle loaded in the back started out of the hangar, and a short time later was rumbling through a turbulent atmosphere. "Systems are going nuts!" Momo said from the pilot's seat.

Asa and Kazuha were strapped into the seats behind her, watching the screens flashing, lights blinking, and then the alarms began to go off. "Warning! Warning! Warning!" the computer repeated in five second intervals.

"We've lost thrusters, shields are barely online," Momo said to the co-pilot. "We can divert from life support until we make it through the atmosphere," Bae said. "What are we going to breathe, genius?" Kazuha called out. "Life support is the only system with enough power to keep the shields up. If we don't divert power now we're not going to be breathing in the next two minutes!"

Momo groaned, pressing a few buttons that diverted the power to the shields. "Slow down your breathing, hold it as long as you can," Bae said. The air had already gone thin after a few minutes, and all four were spacing out their breaths as far as they humanly could.

"We're almost through," Momo said. The runabout felt like it was going to tear apart at any moment. Asa turned to look at the hull, which she swore was rippling, but upon blinking rapidly it returned to normal. Kazuha clutched the armrests of her chair, closing her eyes.

Bae felt her eyes twitching, chest heaving, and then slumped over the console gasping for air. Momo breathed deeply, taking in almost no air. She fell forward, caught by the safety harness of the chair. Her fat tits rested against the edge of the console.

Kazuha turned to see Asa had passed out, and she felt herself not far behind. Then the ship stopped struggling and steadied out, but nobody was conscious at the helm to restore power back to life support.

The buckle of her harness clicked free and Kazuha fell forward onto the floor of the runabout. Her hands reached out, clawing to pull her slender body forward between struggling gasps for air. Her hand raised to the console, but she couldn't pull herself up.

Blindly, she felt around the console. She found herself feeling beyond thankful that they had blind keys, physical buttons she could feel and press. Life support was the tenth one down, and restoring power to it meant finding the larger third button from the left in the top row.

Kazuha's hand flopped around, fingers feeling stiff as she found the DIVERT button and struggled to depress it until she heard the beep. Just as she began to pass out, seeing darkness in her eyes, she found the tenth button down and pressed it with immense difficulty.

"Life support activated," the computer said.

Kazuha rolled onto her back, sucking in air with her chest lifting up and down. Momo snapped back in her chair. Asa slowly stirred. Bae, however, needed immediate attention. Kazuha crawled on all fours to a medkit, yanking it from the wall and flipping it open.

She crawled back and placed a hypospray to Bae's neck. The hypospray hissed and Bae shot up screaming, flailing around until she fell out of her chair.

"Specialist!" Kazuha shouted at Bae, pinning her in place with her hands to stop her flailing. "Life support is back on, you're okay now!" she said. Bae panted, looking around at a spinning room.

"The runabout!" Bae's eyes widened and she struggled back into her chair. "Ensign!" she shouted at Momo, who was barely conscious and struggling to move.

"Warning, planet surface approaching rapidly," the computer said.

"Switching to manual mode," Bae groaned, looking at the console that was a blur. "Nakamura, can you see straight?" Bae asked, shaking her head side to side.

"Yeah, kinda," Kazuha replied. "Hit the manual override for flight control," Bae said.

Kazuha staggered to her feet, looking down at the console. Her finger hovered over the button just as the planet's surface began to rise up and meet the runabout.

"Override activated."

Bae grabbed the controls and pulled up hard, sending Kazuha tumbling over backward into the very back of the runabout along with Asa, who had just stood up. They were stopped by the gravcycle, clutching ahold of it as it slammed into the rear door.

"Thrusters, thrusters," Bae said, trying to find the button that would re-fire the thrusters so she could regain some altitude. Still seeing doubles, even triples, Bae pressed a swirling button that she thought said THRUST.

The back door of the runabout opened, the gravcycle slid out with Kazuha and Asa still clutching it. "Ooooohhhh shi-" Asa shouted as they plunged downward in freefall.

"Asa! The gravcycle!" Kazuha screamed. Asa had ahold of the left handlebar, clinging to it for dear life as they fell faster and faster. She swung over the seat, trying to figure out how to start it. Kazuha gripped the rear seat, pulling herself into it.

"On the right, the switch, then the big orange button!" Kazuha shouted over the roaring air rushing through their ears. She clicked her seatbelt into place, and Asa flipped the switch. Kazuha tapped her shoulder and pulled on Asa's safety harness.

With only a kilometer left, Asa clicked the harness in place and pressed the orange button. The gravcycle roared to life, engines whirring, thrusters stabilizing it just a meter from the ground. The gravcycle kissed the dirt softly, then bounced into place where it hovered about a meter above it.

Kazuha sat back, panting with stars in her eyes. Asa leaned forward, laying over the handlebars in an attempt to slow her pounding heart. They had landed in a clearing, one by a dense forest. Asa looked over her shoulder at Kazuha, trading relieved smiles with each other.

"Good job, Kazuha!" Asa panted, feeling her pulse and breathing stabilizing a bit. "I'm going to make you a legend when we get back to the ship." Kazuha breathed rapidly.

From the forest came a deafening roar, and then the thundering of heavy footsteps. "What is that?" Asa asked out loud, seeing the long, tooth-lined snout of something resembling a dinosaur.

"It's your cue to get us moving!" Kazuha urged her, turning in her seat to reach for the storage bags that had their gear in them. She pulled out one of the new phaser rifles, flipping the power supply on and aiming it at the hulking beast.

"Asa!" "I'm trying! I've never used one of these before!" Asa shouted. "Press the lever on the right!"

Asa saw a small thumb lever just under the right handle and pressed it inward. The gravcycle lurched forward, going almost nose-up. "Use the foot pedals!" said Kazuha.

Asa heard the first shots of the phaser rifle, and the dinosaur-thing roaring. She depressed the right pedal down and the gravcycle tilted forward, going nose-down into the dirt. "Left pedal!" Kazuha said.

Kazuha's eyes went wide as the creature charged forward with its jaws wide open. She fired wildly, but it kept coming. She flung her arms up and closed her eyes, thinking this was going to be the end as the putrid breath of the beast washed over her.

With both pedals balanced, the gravcycle steadied and zoomed forward. The open jaws snapped shut behind them, and a roar echoed out as Asa sped away across the clearing.

"We need to find or contact the runabout," Asa said, slowing down when she felt it was safe. Kazuha reached into the bag to find the flip-open communicator and a tricorder.

With the rifle over her lap, Kazuha started searching for the runabout with the tricorder. "Picking up a faint signal a few kilometers away, definitely a Starfleet vessel." Kazuha tapped a few buttons, sending the information to the center screen of the gravcycle.

Asa maneuvered the machine around to follow the map toward the signal, taking them through a forest with tall, gangly conifers and gingko trees. Above them were strange birds, and creatures on the forest floor that were devouring mouthfuls of brambles and ferns.

"You're doing good for your first time!" Kazuha said, trying to encourage Asa a bit. "Don't distract me or we'll definitely crash!" Asa called back to her. She brought the gravcycle to a stop, hovering in place over a puddle of water that rippled.

A vibrantly colored herd of Stegosaur-type creatures appeared, catching their attention. The plates on their backs were turquoise, radiating into edges of bright orange and red. Trailing behind them were large thagomizers attached to their tails.

The herd lumbered across the forest slowly, paying almost no attention to the two outsiders except for a couple of curious lifts of their heads before moving on.

Meanwhile, at the runabout...

Bae stood in the back doorway with her arms above her, hands gripping the doorframe. She looked down, watching some strange iridescent beetles scurrying across the ground.

"It's my fault," Bae said adamantly. "Accidents happen," Momo replied. "Accidents are one thing, getting two members of your crew killed is another." "We don't know that they're dead, and we're not going to know if we stay here wondering instead of searching for them."

Momo placed her hand on Bae's shoulder, peeking out to see a lush world full of greenery and vibrant colors. "How about you go run a scan for lifeforms? I'll get a tricorder and see what's in the area."

Bae reluctantly nodded and stepped back into the runabout to start a long range scan. She started to press buttons, humming something she'd heard someone on the bridge singing at some point.

"Little life-forms, Tiny little life-forms, Precious little life-forms." Bae clapped her hands twice. "Where are you, my little life-forms?"

Momo raised an eyebrow, then picked up a phaser rifle and a tricorder to step outside. The heat instantly hit her and she realized that Mina had grossly understated how hot it truly was on this planet. "Gross," Momo said, lifting her boot to see she'd stepped in some kind of jelly-like fungus.

Momo held her tricorder up and scanned the area, spinning in a full 360 until it had finished. She looked at the screen with confusion, it told her that there were a dozen humanoid lifeforms in the immediate vicinity of the runabout, but she saw nothing.

"What the." Momo ran the scan again after a short auto-calibration, thinking maybe the entry through the atmosphere had knocked the calibration off somehow.

It still read a dozen lifeforms.

Momo tucked the tricorder into its pouch on her belt and raised the rifle, sweeping the area with the attached optic. "What?" Momo asked, lowering the rifle to look at it incredulously. The optic had shown her a strange partial outline in bright red, like that of a shoulder and arm.

She raised the rifle again and focused on that spot, and whatever it was moved to reveal a head and chest peeking out from behind a tree. "Hey, Bae!" Momo called nervously.

Bae turned in her seat to look through the runabout, seeing Momo with the rifle raised, crouching in place on one knee. "What is it?" Bae asked, standing in the doorway of the runabout. Momo was aiming at something that Bae couldn't see.

"There's a dozen of them," said Momo, inching slowly toward the ship. "When I bolt for the door, close it as fast as you can."

"What is it, Hirai?" Bae asked, still unable to see anything in the dense brush and trees beyond the narrow clearing they'd set down in.

"We're surrounded," Momo whispered. She heard the distant whine of thrusters, and turned to see a gravcycle speeding over a trickling stream, coming right for them.

"It's Kazuha and Asa!" Bae said excitedly, almost jumping in place. She felt a massive weight falling from her shoulders, and another instantly replacing it as Momo looked down to her left.

A spear had flung itself out of the jungle and planted itself right beside Momo. The accuracy had been dangerously close, coming within a few centimeters of her thigh.

Momo fired blindly into the jungle, the phaser blew apart a thin palm tree and sent it toppling over. She heard frantic shouting from inside the jungle as the gravcycle closed in. "In! Get in!" Momo shouted to them, trying to wave them into the runabout.

A spear shot out in front of Asa's face so closely that she felt the air separating around it on her nose. It sent Asa into a panic and the gravcycle began to spin wildly in circles. Kazuha brought her phaser up, trying to aim at humanoid shapes through the optic.

Her thumb accidentally flipped a selector onto the highest setting, she pulled the trigger and watched with astonishment as a blue ball of crackling energy shot out.

The impact blew up a small section of the jungle about five meters wide, leveling the plants and brush where it hit. "Did you fu-" Kazuha started, but her eyes locked onto a tall, slender, black-skinned form standing at the edge of the destroyed area.

Over two and a half meters tall, clutching a spear, with a lean build and an oblong head flattened with painted ridges. Its skin was onyx black, and it wore nothing beyond a simple wrap of leather around its waist.

Asa tried to turn the gravcycle toward the runabout, but something caused it to veer off and tip over, shutting the engines down as a safety precaution. Before Kazuha and Momo could react, they were surrounded on every side.

Bae slammed the doors of the runabout shut, locking herself inside. Kazuha and Asa clicked their harnesses loose and stood up with their hands in the air. Momo laid her rifle on the ground, and the three of them were surrounded by spearpoints within centimeters of their faces and bodies.

"Can't believe she just left us like that," Asa said quietly. "Someone has to get help." Momo placed a finger on the tip of a spear, trying to direct it away from her face.

The natives were speaking a strange language, one that the universal translator in their comm badges hadn't yet fully deciphered. Kazuha looked around at all of them, noticing a lot of peculiarities in their heights, body shapes, and the ridges on their heads.

"They're really dimorphic," Kazuha said gently, trying not to provoke one of them to lunge with a spear. Some were short and stocky, others were tall and gangly, and some didn't even look like the same species at all.

One of them picked up a phaser rifle from the ground and looked at it, talking rapidly in their language. Kazuha, Asa, and Momo looked on nervously as their thumb found the trigger. They expected it to fire, but instead it let out a low error noise and flashed a red X on the rear display.

Others started to poke spears at the ship, banging on it, howling at it. Every time they hit it with a spear a metallic ringing made them recoil and shout. "I'm going to assume we've broken the Prime Directive here." Asa looked on, watching one of the stone spearpoints shattering against the hull.

Inside, Bae looked out the window at one of them while frantically trying to send a transmission up to either the Black Mamba or the Venom. She stuck her tongue out at the warrior, who ran away. "Yeah, you better run!" Bae shouted.

Suddenly, something crashed into the side of the hull and sent the runabout rolling across the clearing. The world spun and Bae was tossed from wall-to-wall, slamming into seats, the consoles, and feeling equipment spiraling around her.

It came to a stop and Bae clutched the back of her head with her hands, groaning in pain. The ship rested sideways against a tree and Bae sat up to gather herself. A medkit fell from somewhere right on top of her head.

"That sums up this mission." Bae sighed, throwing the medkit across the runabout. The ship began to vibrate intermittently, and Bae crawled forward to the pilot's seat to look through the windows. The red alert lights were flashing, the computer kept saying "WARNING", and Bae hoisted herself up to her feet.

She pressed her hands to the glass and looked outside. A scream left her as a gigantic foot crashed down right outside the window. It was covered in scales, had three clawed toes, and was as thick as a tree trunk.

She backed away, panting and searching for any sort of weapon she could find. Upon finding the last phaser rifle, she looked forward to see a reptilian eye staring into the runabout, and the steam of its breath on the windows.

Outside had turned grey, and now the pattering of rain against the hull could be heard. Bae remained on her back clutching the rifle, trying not to move in hopes that whatever it was outside would go away.

The head nudged at the front of the shuttlecraft, pushing it about a meter. Bae closed her eyes, praying it would leave. "Go away, go away, go away," she whispered over and over.

Kazuha, Asa, and Momo were marching through the jungle, the black beings pushing them forward. "It's so hot, I need water," Momo groaned, panting as she choked on humidity with hacking coughs.

Through ferns, brambles, and weird plants oozing a clear slime, the three of them were brought to a high wall covered in spikes and debris. A gate opened and they were taken inside to a village to be thrown down in the center of it.

The warriors who had brought them to the village began to dance in a circle around them, chanting excitedly as more gathered. Asa looked to her right, seeing a group of beings that were squat and muscular, like dwarves in the old Earth stories. Then there were the tall black ones, and a third species that looked almost reptilian.

One of the tall ones stepped through the dancers, bringing their celebration to a halt. They looked down at the three of them, raising Momo's face with a bone scepter under her chin.

Around the flattened top of its head was a crown made of some kind of metal, dull in color and encrusted with jagged crystals that jutted out in every direction.

Momo looked up, seeing the towering figure before her spreading its lips to reveal sharp pink shark-like teeth. Its body was lithe, and the waist thinner than her own. A pair of black eyes stared into her own, and she felt the urge to get up and run for her life.

It turned and left them, calling out to the others with a cry of sorts. The trio were hauled to their feet, pushed forward toward a round building where guards with spears waited.

They were shoved in without grace or mercy, thrown to the floor and locked inside. "Well, there goes our hopes of rescue," drifted a voice from a dark corner of the building.

Kazuha recognized it as Chaewon's voice. "Commander?" she called out.

"Yep, and the counselor. We're the only ones left, the dinosaur things ate the others." Chaewon emerged from the darkness in the same special uniform, her face had a couple cuts on it, and she looked exhausted.

"They what?" Asa asked. "The three men we beamed down with, the dinosaurs ate them." Chaewon shook her head, looking over the three of them. "They were working on the comm system when the thing came out of nowhere, nothing anyone could do," Wonyoung said from a window on the far side. "The aliens with the flat heads are all female, or at least I think that's what they consider themselves. They call themselves the Matu, they're able to change sex."

"What do you mean, counselor?" Asa walked over to her and looked outside, seeing a stone city full of rivers and waterfalls. "Some remain female their entire lives, but others will change their sex for two months every year for their mating season. They gather in mass orgies to breed." "Sounds like our holodeck," Kazuha said. Every head in the room turned to look at her.

"Commander, Bae managed to get away in the runabout, hopefully she will be able to get us a proper away team to help." Momo said. "Well, at least there's one shred of hope left out there."

Hours passed, the rain helped to drastically tame the heat and the five of them took turns filling their palms with water at the window to drink it up. It tasted odd, slightly sour, but they had no choice otherwise and gathered as much as they could to drink.

"It's rained every day since we got here, always around the same time," Chaewon sprawled out on the floor where the roof was leaking, opening her mouth to let the water drip into it.

Meanwhile...

Bae grabbed hold of a bulkhead, screaming as the runabout went tumbling end-over-end down the side of a hill and crashed into a shallow stream. It was upright, at least, and Bae hopped into the pilot's seat with a cut above her eye.

She looked at the screen and saw the left plasma intake manifold had been damaged, rendering the attached engine and thruster unusable. Bae pounded the edge of the console with her fist, knowing that the mission just got harder.

The craft began to rattle again. Whatever it was that had flipped it to begin with, it was following to toy with it some more. She went through a quick startup sequence, but when she tried to fire up the engines there was a large red warning on the screen, followed by a shuddering as the engines powered back down.

The hull rang again as the beast outside nudged it with its snout, pushing it across the gravel and rocks underneath. Bae cringed at the sound of screeching metal followed by an ear-splitting roar that shook the entire ship.

Her eyes went wide as the thing outside slammed into the runabout, denting the side in like a tin can. In a split second she decided it was time to go. She grabbed the phaser rifle, a survival pack, tapped a few buttons on the console to set the emergency beacon, and waited for the next hit.

It slammed the back of the ship around to face the water, and that's when Bae opened the door and jumped in. It was chest deep, flowing fast, and Bae was able to float on her back to be carried away. She looked at the ship, a massive, hulking predator was crushing it under its foot, trying to sink its teeth in but couldn't.

She floated down the river and only got out on a sandbank when she felt there was enough distance between herself and whatever dinosaur looking thing it was back at the ship.

Now, she faced a jungle with nothing but a tricorder and a rifle, and knew it was up to her to find her crewmates.

In the village...

Things had cooled off to the point that Wonyoung and Asa were getting cold. The five of them sat close together, huddling with one another in the round prison building to try and keep each other warm.

The door opened and in stepped several of the tall beings, two for each of the girls. They grabbed them up and hauled them to the door, dragging them outside and through the rain. "Just cooperate with them, don't try to do anything that will get you hurt," Chaewon said.

They were taken into a large complex built into the side of a mountain. The entire village was built on it with steep stairs, narrow streets, and guards roaming about with spears of varying lengths.

Kazuha and Asa looked up to see a high vaulted ceiling, pillars carved from crystalline structures, and dozens of different species lounging around. They gasped when they entered the next room, which was a full blown orgy. The onyx black bodies of the Matu were on top of females, and not just Matu ones.

Chaewon and Wonyoung had already seen this, but Momo, Asa, and Kazuha looked around to see women of various species getting their holes piped by long dark cocks.

"Like I said, just do what they want, or we'll never get back to the ship." Chaewon looked over her shoulder at the others, each bearing a mortified expression on their face.

"Can't be any worse than when you were sleeping with that jellyhead guy," Asa leaned over to say to Kazuha, nudging her with her elbow.

"He was a Gallamite, and I still have nightmares about his cock in me. It was like getting shagged by a jellyfish." Kazuha tensed up, shaking her head for a moment before her entire body followed suit.

The guards let them go and walked away, leaving them in the center of the chamber. The heavy doors slammed shut, and they were left to watch and listen to the sights and sounds of a raucous orgy.

"Alright, Momo, get in there!" Kazuha said, punching Momo on the shoulder encouragingly. "Take one for the team!" "Always knew we could rely on you, Momo," Asa said, nodding and turning to Kazuha, who nodded back.

Momo rolled her eyes. Another door opened, and several more tall Matu walked in completely naked, their massive hung black cocks swinging around wildly. They gathered around the five of them, standing over them so high that the women had to crane their necks backward to see their captors.

Chaewon sighed and led by example, unzipping her uniform and peeling it down her body until it was bunched around her ankles. She'd already stripped like this the day before, as did Wonyoung, who followed her lead.

She stepped out of her boots, then the suit, and stood naked in front of the Matu. Wonyoung was beside her, and the other three watched as they were hoisted onto pitch black shoulders and carried away. Wonyoung called out to them, "if you just go with it you'll get to eat later, if you don't, you'll probably be dinner out in the jungle!"

"When we get back to the ship I'm telling the captain that this planet fucking blows," said Momo. She reluctantly began to strip her uniform off, revealing her fat Japanese boobs contained in a black bra. She kicked off her boots, stripped naked, and felt a pair of smooth four-fingered hands picking her up.

"When on a class M, I guess!" Asa said, stripping down. Kazuha was the last to get naked, and she instantly felt cold. She locked a hand with Asa and the two of them stepped forward with their bare feet on smooth glossy crystalline floors.

The jungle...

Bae swatted at insects as big as her hand, and cursed with every thorny bramble that poked into her uniform. Her hands were covered in cuts, bleeding lightly as she moved onward.

Her boots were caked in mud, only accumulating more of it with each heavy step she took. She held the rifle aloft with her right hand, scanning with the tricorder in her left, hoping to not run into any more large predators.

The heat was getting to her, and the rain was nonstop. Around her boots were small mini-rivers of water rushing around the soles, and above was a canopy shedding the deluge like an outdoor shower.

Hot, soaked, frustrated, Bae continued on as the irritation settled in. "I could be back on the ship right now laid back with a nice scotch in hand, dry and relaxed." Bae used the rifle to start moving ferns out of the way. "But no. Bae do this, Bae do that, Bae go on this perilous away mission and almost get your friends killed."

Bae paused for a moment, taking in a deep breath. She remembered there were others relying on her and that she was the only one who could track them down and bring them home to the big black ship orbiting the planet.

"You know what?" Bae asked herself, "this doesn't suck enough! Make it rain some more! Throw in some lightning! Maybe even send that big jackass from earlier my way and I'll crank this bad boy up until it's shooting like a photon torpedo."

With a couple stiff slaps to her cheeks and a shake of her head, Bae felt energized and reinvigorated. She started up the muddy hill, following the signal to the gravcycle. She stopped at the edge of the clearing and crouched in the brush, looking through the optic to see three outlines.

The Matu were still present, scavenging anything they could. She saw they had the other rifles, and they were milling around the gravcycle curiously. Naturally, Bae did what any highly trained Starfleet officer would do.

She charged right in, guns blazing.

The phaser rifle shot out bursts of amber-colored energy that landed around the Matu and shot chunks of dirt into the air. The Matu panicked and threw their spears, but Bae dodged and set the rifle to stun. She fired at each in rapid succession, hitting each one and dropping them in a fit like they were having a seizure.

Bae gathered the rifles and stuffed them into the cargo bags, then pulled the gravcycle upright to start it. She whipped it around the clearing, scanning for anything that might be sensitive or valuable to Starfleet, then zipped down the hill to the crash site to find it empty.

The runabout was crumpled up horribly with a window popped out of its frame. Bae looked around, then scanned to be doubly sure nothing dangerous still lurked nearby. She crawled into the ruined craft to flip open a box on the console, one that ran on a separate energy source.

With the press of a few buttons she set the program. "Self destruct sequence activated," the computer said. The cracked screen began counting down from five minutes, and Bae crawled back out, retrieving a medkit and field rations along the way.

Back on the gravcycle, Bae sped away and only looked back when she heard the explosion. Dirt and ash rained down, and a fireball shot up into the sky. Back up the hill, long range scanners activated, Bae began her search for the others.

The Matu palace...

Kazuha and Asa both crawled up between the spread black legs of a very tall Matu lounging in place on a circular cushion. They smiled, giggling together as they laid their hands on the abnormally big cock. It was forearm-length, floppy, and a sack with one massive pulsating ball inside it jostled around beneath the shaft.

Beside them, Momo was going to town with her tongue and hands working a long black Matu cock. Behind her another positioned himself, and Momo spread her legs as fat black dick penetrated her soaking cunt. She let out a moan, rolling her eyes back with her throat stuffed full of cock.

Wonyoung put her thick lips to work on two Matu cocks, the heads pressed together in her mouth as she sucked on them. Her hands stroked their shafts, and a third Matu gripped her hips from behind. Wonyoung let out a muffled squealing as her tight hole was stretched.

Chaewon had jumped straight in and was already triple penetrated. She had a big black cock in her throat that bulged widely, another Matu pinned under her with their cock pulsing deep inside her pussy, and a third that ravaged her ass with heavy thrusts.

"That's it, get your mouth on it," Kazuha teased Asa, watching closely as Asa slipped the head into her mouth and gave it several slow sucks before passing it to Kazuha. Feeling competitive, Kazuha prepared herself and relaxed her jaw, taking it in deeply.

"What the hell!" Asa exclaimed with a gasp. Kazuha had buried the long dick in her throat, forcing even more down until she couldn't breathe and had to let it flop from her heaving mouth.

Momo started to work back her tight body back and forth, her big tits dangling under her as she did so. She rocked forward, sucking in black cock until her throat bulged, then pressed her hips backward until her abs were bulging.

Wonyoung's screams echoed through the oval-shaped chamber, bouncing off the high ceiling and mixing with the chorus of moans from other women. The Matu behind her grabbed her little tits, squeezing them, then her throat. She felt helpless with the Betazoid half of her mind going absolutely insane.

Her screams were cut off by a black cock slapping the side of her face with force. The head jammed against her thick, glossy lips, forcing its way inside until she parted them and felt it heading straight for the back of her throat.

Wonyoung began to gag, prompting her to slap at the Matu's thighs weakly. She felt a hand coiling around her neck, choking her until her cheeks flushed red.

Chaewon gasped as a waterfall of spit ran down her chin and neck. She moaned deeply, her hips bucking against two sets of black hips, desperately trying to get all the cock she could into her holes.

She'd had nothing but imaginary holodeck cock for weeks and feeling something real inside her sent her over the edge. She loved the feeling of their pulsing, the way their shafts engorged themselves, and how every thrust deep inside her had no safety protocols to stop it.

She threw her head back, moaning deeply as they pounded her pussy and ass. Her small, pale form sandwiched between them, drenched in their beading sweat.

Momo double-fisted two massive black cocks, stroking one while she sucked on the other. Her body jolted forward with every hard thrust, making her eyes temporarily cross inward as she alternated between them.

The Matu behind Momo drove into her with force, the thick shaft stretching her cunt to its limits. Her fingers wrapped around the second cock she'd been stroking, and she pulled it to her mouth alongside the one she was already sucking.

She gagged hard, taking both heads past her lips until her cheeks bulged obscenely. Her tongue writhed between them, tasting the oozing precum that spilled from the heads. Behind her, the Matu's ballsack slapped against her clit with every thrust, the single massive orb jostling with each impact.

Kazuha watched Momo with wide eyes, then turned back to the cock Asa had passed her. She smirked, wiping spit from her chin. "My turn again?" she giggled. She positioned herself between the Matu's legs, taking the floppy length in both hands to stroke it hard.

She licked a long black cock across the underside from base to tip, then swirled her tongue around the head. The Matu let out a low groan and she felt their fingers running through her hair.

Asa leaned in close, her hot breath on Kazuha's cheek. "Don't choke this time," she teased. Asa felt the pressure of a cockhead against her pussy lips, and she arched her back, pushing against it. The Matu slid inside her in one smooth motion, stretching her around the thick shaft. Asa gasped, her hands gripping Kazuha's shoulders for support as the alien began to fuck her with long, deep strokes.

Kazuha grinned and took the cock into her mouth again, this time pacing herself. She worked her way down inch by inch, letting her throat relax around the throbbing girth. She held it there for a moment, feeling the pulse of the pronounced veins through the shaft against her tongue, then pulled back with a wet pop.

Asa could only moan, her eyes fluttering as the Matu behind her picked up the pace. She felt the black cock stretching her walls, hitting spots that made her legs tremble and toes curl.

Chaewon was lost in a haze of sensation. The Matu in her throat gripped her head, and now the head bumped against the back of her throat with every thrust, making her gag hard. The two behind her moved in perfect sync, one buried in her pussy, the other in her ass.

Their large hands roamed her body, squeezing her small breasts, pinching her nipples, slapping at her ass hard enough to leave bruises. She didn't care, she wanted them to use her, to fill every hole until she couldn't think straight.

Her orgasm built slowly, back dipping inward, body going rigid. She let out a deep muffled scream around the cock in her mouth as her pussy and ass both clamped down on the black cocks inside her. The Matu beneath her grunted, releasing hot, thick ropes of cum into her cunt.

Wonyoung's Betazoid half was in full effect now. She could feel the emotions of everyone in the room. The raw lust, the hunger, the satisfaction, all coalescing together. It overwhelmed her senses, amplifying every touch to the point she felt she would cum at any moment.

The Matu choking her released their grip, and she gasped for air, only to have another cock shoved into her mouth. She sucked desperately, her mind spinning with telepathic waves of pleasure from Chaewon, Momo, Asa, and Kazuha.

Wonyoung felt a wave of warmth wash over her as her eyes released tears due to the brutal throating she was receiving. She moaned around the cock in her mouth, her hips bucking back against the black cock fucking her from behind. Her orgasm hit unexpectedly, an eruption of pleasure that made her scream into the shaft stuffing her throat.

Momo lay on her back, one cock deep in her pussy while she held the other to her lips, licking and sucking the head as it pulsed against her tongue. The Matu above her thrust into her cunt with long, deep strokes, dark hands gripping her thighs and spreading them wider. She looked up at him, her eyes rolling, smiling like the horny slut she was.

Black hips slammed into her, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the chamber. Momo's moans became incoherent as she felt her orgasm building. She grabbed the cock in her hand and shoved it into her mouth, taking it deep until her nose pressed against their pelvis. She held there, letting him feel her throat contract around him, then pulled back.

Asa and Kazuha exchanged a deep kiss, their tongues tasting big black Matu cock on each other lips. Asa was on her hands and knees, a Matu fucking her from behind wildly while Kazuha offered her cunt to Asa's mouth. Asa licked and sucked at Kazuha's clit while the Matu pounded into her with their balls slapping against her thighs. Kazuha moaned, her fingers tangled in Asa's hair, brushing back her bobcut gently.

The air grew thick with the smell of sex and sweat. The rising chorus of moans, grunts, and wet sounds filled the oval chamber. Chaewon had been flipped onto her stomach, a Matu plowing her pussy while another knelt by her head, offering their cock for her to suck. She took it eagerly, her hands gripping dark thighs as she bobbed her head.

Wonyoung was now sandwiched between two Matu, one in her cunt and one in her ass. She'd never been stretched or fucked in the ass before, but she knew this wasn't going to be the last time.

Her Betazoid senses were flooded with the emotions of the aliens. Their thoughts were raw, uncaring, all they wanted to do was pump her full of their sperm and send her away for the next taker. For a moment, Wonyoung didn't want anything else. She wanted to be passed around, to be used and abused, left covered in cum and panting.

Momo came again, her back arching off the cushion as she screamed into the chamber. The Matu above her groaned, their cock shooting into her pussy with a thick flood of hot nut. Momo felt it filling her, dripping down across her ass as her eyes rolled back fully.

One by one, the Matu reached their climaxes. The chamber filled with the sounds of deep, resonant groans and the wet slapping of hips pumping until holes were filled with cum. Kazuha came with her abs tightening and a deep moan, her hips grinding against Asa's mouth. Asa followed soon after, her body trembling as the Matu behind her emptied himself into her cunt.

Chaewon was last. She had three Matu working her now, one in each hole, pumping away like they didn't care about anything else. She was beyond thoughts, her mind blank and dumb.

When the Matu in her pussy finally came, she felt the seed pumping into her, and the one in her ass followed soon after. The one in her throat pulled out, spraying her face with sticky ropes that glued her eyes shut.

She collapsed onto the cushion, panting, covered in sweat and cum. The others lay around her, similarly spent. The Matu withdrew slowly, their massive cocks softening, leaving the breeding chamber one after another.

Wonyoung lay on her back, staring up at the high ceiling of the oval chamber. She reached out and grabbed Momo's hand, smiling softly as Momo pulled her in to cuddle tightly.

Kazuha propped herself up on her elbows, looking around at the Matu who were now lounging, their cocks still glistening. "Maybe this planet isn't such a shithole after all," she said.

Chaewon just moaned in agreement, too exhausted to speak. The five of them lay there, tangled together, the sounds of their heavy breathing slowly returning to normal.

About a half hour passed when there was a sudden panic among the Matu. An explosion in the distance could be heard, and then the spine tingling roar of a large predator.

There was a lot of shouting going on outside, followed by a whirring noise. The five Starfleet officers pulled their uniforms on just in time as the chamber doors exploded open, one of them falling off the hinges.

Bae had arrived, using the rifle to stun anything and everything not in a Starfleet uniform. "Get on!" Bae called. Together, they piled onto the gravcycle, weighing it down as they grabbed hold of whatever they could to maintain their balance.

Bae steered it back out of the palace, narrowly dodging a set of snapping teeth that nearly grabbed Wonyoung by the head. "I felt it, I felt its teeth in my hair!" Wonyoung shouted, wrapping her arms around Bae's waist from the side.

Asa and Kazuha looked back for a brief moment. The dinosaur, standing at least ten meters tall and thirty meters long, flung a Matu body carelessly from its jaws and whirled around.

It let out a triumphant roar as the Matu fled from the palace. Some were attempting to fight it, but more dinosaurs were coming through the broken gate, causing them to turn and run as well.

"Where are we going?" Chaewon asked Bae as soon as she'd cleared the village walls.

"To the runabout you arrived in, I located it not far from here," Bae said back to her. "And then we're getting off this hellhole!"

They sped along and came to a stop at a dented runabout, undoubtedly attacked by the same aggressive dinosaurs as the other one. Bae parked the gravcycle inside and shut the doors, making sure everyone was safe and secure inside.

Chaewon took the helm and started the ascent upward without issue, slowly breaching through the atmosphere and back into space. "Captain Yu is going to be so pissed off about the other runabout," Bae said, her head resting back against the chair, eyes looking up at the ceiling.

"You did what you had to, don't worry about it." Chaewon shifted in her seat, feeling the cum oozing out of her holes. Behind her, Asa and Kazuha both coughed occasionally, holding hands the entire way up. Momo found herself unzipping her uniform to show her cleavage, and Wonyoung kept licking her lips repeatedly.

In the ready room...

Karina inhaled deeply and set her palms on the table, leaning over it. Bae looked around at her fellow officers, suddenly feeling like the loss of a runabout wasn't so bad after listening to their reports.

"I have no words." Karina's lips tightened and she sat down in her chair, covering her face with her hands. "We failed to pick up lifeforms on that planet, the away team gets captured by a non-warp primitive society, used as... Ugh." Karina rubbed her forehead.

"The Prime Directive is the one rule we must never break," she said, "and we didn't just break it down there, we broke it by bending over and letting it fuck both of our away teams." Karina looked absolutely livid, and Chaewon found herself trying to look as small as she possibly could.

"Nakamura, Enami, you're both on leave until two days from now at eighteen hundred hours. Chief Myoi will conduct post-mission debriefings." Karina looked at them, then waved her hand to dismiss both. "Miss Hirai, you aren't a member of my crew, but I'm to understand you're Captain Park's first officer."

"Yes, captain," Momo said meekly, standing up at attention to at least muster up some sort of professional image. "I apologize, captain," she continued.

"Captain Park will determine what to do with you. Miss Yontararak is waiting to beam you over on transporter pad one, go see her." Karina dismissed her, leaving only Bae and Chaewon in the room with her.

"Commander," Karina said, turning her chair to stare a hole right into the side of Chaewon's head. "You'll be taking care of maintenance on the automated Jefferies Tube cleaners for the next three months. Daily maintenance." Karina continued staring as Chaewon nodded.

"Yes, captain," Chaewon said. "Miss Hwang will sign off on your daily logs." "Of course, captain." "And if Chief Hwang finds anything else for you to do, she has been given authority that supersedes your rank while in engineering. And order from Hwang is an order from myself." "Understood, captain." "Nu uh," Karina said as Chaewon stood up to leave. "One last thing."

Karina faced Bae, who was at the opposite end of the table from her. "Specialist, if it hadn't been for you cleaning up this mess they'd probably all still be down there getting their brains scrambled by big black cocks." Karina stood up, straightening her purple captain's shirt.

"I'd like to formally acknowledge you for your outstanding service. You've willingly served aboard the Black Mamba and the Venom interchangeably as needs demand, and done it without complaint." Karina pulled a datapad from the table and walked toward her.

Bae stood up and Karina presented it to her. "For your efforts, I've recommended you be awarded the Starfleet Medal of Gallantry, though I have made a case for it to be elevated to Medal of Valor."

Bae strolled out of the ready room moments later, head held high, practically strutting as she passed Miyeon and the others on the bridge. "Specialist," Miyeon said with a nod. Bae nodded back and stepped into the turbolift.

Karina, followed by Chaewon, entered the bridge. "We'll be here for a couple more days. Command wants us to wait for the ion storm to settle and see how much damage we caused." Karina sighed, taking a seat in her chair.

"Not as much damage as Winter took when I spanked her at racquetball earlier," Ryujin said from the helm.

Winter, tight-lipped and serious, turned to look at Karina. "Miss Shin," Karina said, prompting Yuna to call out "yes, captain?" from behind her.

"Ryujin." Karina rubbed her forehead, she had forgotten there were two Shin's on the bridge. "Keep us in a synchronized orbit, any gaps in that storm should be taken advantage of with scans."

"Aye, captain!" Ryujin said.

"Miss Kim, come with me." Karina said. Winter stuck her tongue out at Ryujin as she got up and followed Karina to the turbolift.

"Miss Cho, you have the bridge."

Miyeon nodded, watching Karina and Winter leave. Miyeon turned to Chaewon sitting in the commander's chair. "Perhaps you should go and rest, commander," Miyeon said.

Chaewon's eyes lit up, a slight smile on her face. "Can I?" she asked. Miyeon nodded, and Chaewon didn't press further, leaving to head to her quarters.

Miyeon sat back in the captain's chair, crossing her legs and lacing her fingers together across her fit stomach. The clicking and beeping of keys, the occasional verbal communication between officers, the steady hum of the ship, everything was just how she liked it.

Many decks below, Asa and Kazuha were locked together against a wall in Asa's densely decorated room full of plants. Their hands groping each other, lips kissing, tongues smashing.

"We should check out my holodeck program," Kazuha said between heavy breaths and deep kisses. Asa gripped her hand and squeezed, pulling her to the door.

"Anything, as long as it's with you."

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Yuna: Free

Part of my St Marius Island series, see my masterlist for more chapters. 3.4k words. To understand why Yuna is in court, please read the Temple of Koom chapters on my AO3, the first chapter is in BLACKED Island Adventures, the other two are in the St Marius BLACKED Adventures. St Marius AO3 Chapters Currently working on re-formatting all my works for dialogue and paragraph structure. Yuna, BBC, BMAF, BNWO, blowjob.

It's not every day that someone gets possessed by an ancient demonic entity, but for Shin Yuna, that seemed to be all she was known for now. Her face was plastered everywhere, her calendar full of court dates, staring down the likelihood that she was going to spend most of her life, if not her entire life, in a prison cell.

Facing the consequences of her unwilling possession, Yuna knew she had done harm to others, possibly even been involved in murder. Whatever had happened, she didn't remember much of it, just bits and pieces that came in flashes. She'd spent years watching the entity use her body for its own nefarious purposes, locked behind her own eyes like a spectator without power.

It was her final day in court, and the twelfth day of jury deliberations that would decide her fate. No jury in St Marius history had deliberated for so long. It was easily the most publicized and sensationalized case in St Marius history, if not Caribbean history. It was so bizarre and strange that it gained worldwide attention and set social media on fire.

Millions around the world were following her trial. Some wanted her locked up for life, some wanted her outright dead, and a large number of simps wanted to throw themselves at her feet and worship her because she was so hot. There were twisted stories condemning and praising her, but Yuna saw it all as her life being ruined.

"All rise for the jury," the sheriff said from the doorway. It was a handful of minutes before 5pm, the adjourning time for the court, and the jury had walked back into the courtroom to take their seats. Yuna stood up, straightening her dress jacket and hair.

"Does the jury have a decision?" The judge asked. The jury indicated yes, and their chosen speaker stood up with a piece of paper in his hand. Yuna began to tremble nervously, tightening her lips as she looked down at the desk in front of her.

"By deliberation of this jury, we find the defendant, Shin Yuna, the following: Eleven charges of assault, not guilty due to unsubstantiated evidence. Thirty nine charges of rape, not guilty. Two charges of murder." There was a sudden pause that felt like the air had been let out of the room.

"Not guilty, no bodies or murder weapon were recovered, it is against St Marius law to incarcerate based on circumstantial evidence," the juror said.

"One hundred and two charges of tampering with native artifacts with intent to traffic or destroy, we find the defendant guilty." Yuna felt the sudden stab in her chest, she was going to be doing some time.

"Three charges of conspiracy, guilty. One charge of leading a violent gang, cult, or criminal organization, guilty. Fifty nine charges of abduction and kidnapping, not guilty. The final charge, unlawful detention of native tribesmen for the purpose of laborious or sexual slavery, guilty."

The juror took his seat and the judge turned to Yuna, who was shuffling her feet and teetering on the verge of tears. "Miss Shin, these are very serious charges that you have been found guilty of," the judge said down to her. "Given the circumstances of this case, and the testimony of witnesses like Miss Honda, Miss Nakamura, and even Miss Kang Seulgi of the native tribes…" The judge paused for a moment.

This trial had been nothing short of a circus show parading her around with cameras that blinded her everywhere she went. Evidence and testimony suggested she really had been possessed, but that was hard to believe for anyone in the modern age. The jury had seen videos and photographs, evidence of Yuna speaking in a language nobody could identify, and wild sex orgies deep in the jungle.

In one very disturbing video Yuna was levitating up the trunk of a tree, laughing hysterically while the cultists below chanted. She was covered in blood, smiling wickedly, stripped naked. The footage would get leaked and send the internet into a frenzy.

"Miss Shin, in everything that we've seen, what I'm getting from it all is that you've adept at surviving in the jungle and locating lost artifacts." The judge sat back in his chair, rubbing his chin. "I could sentence you to over fifty years in prison for what you've been found guilty of, but I feel that would be a waste of your life."

"President Lee has said time and time again that the purpose of a nation isn't to hold back its citizens, nor to punish them. You're young, and you have the ability to make a difference in this world that can't be made from behind bars."

"Miss Shin, I will offer you a deal," the judge said, scribbling on paper. "You will serve the next ten years with the Department of Antiquities. You will be assigned strictly to search for and locate lost artifacts and other items of historical significance and return them to the tribes or turn them over to the Preservation Society. You will further be required to assist the tribes in various projects as needed, and report all activities and findings to the court until your time has been served," the judge said.

"At no point shall you work unsupervised, or outside the scope set upon you by a director, all changes to assignments will be logged through the chain of command. You must attend at least one monthly psychiatric evaluation, if you remember anything further that was not disclosed in this case you can disclose it to your psychiatrist."

"The alternative is fifty two years in prison, with the possibility of parole after the first fifteen," the judge told her. "You have ten minutes to decide, or you will be remanded to the prison system," he finished.

Nine days later, under the sweltering sun of Starks Island…

"What do you think it is?" Yuna's assistant asked. They were brushing away the sand and dirt, painstakingly chipping away at the material surrounding a small skeleton entombed in rock. Yuna's eyes flared, realizing she was unearthing a skull full of flat looking teeth.

"Some kind of prehistoric herbivore from the looks of these chompers." Yuna was burning up, but somehow not sweating much, a dry heat that seemed to irritate her nose and mouth. Even under the shade of the camouflage netting it was almost unbearable for her and the assistant.

Starks Island was a tiny island off the eastern coast of St Torrez, an easily missed speck among the sparkling blue waters. It measured a whopping three miles long and two miles wide, primarily composed of desert with five large craggy buttes and many thick mantles of rock.

Caves dotted the looming rock walls, adorned with paleolithic carvings and red ochre paintings of hunts and animals. A seafaring people once called this island home, and now it was a sanctuary for birds and marine mammals such as seals and turtles.

Chief among them was a rare bird called the Kaloy, a large 6ft/2m tall heron-like bird with an orange crest and long legs that waded the shallows snatching up fish. It was amazing to watch it actively hunting, it would launch itself into the air and divebomb unsuspecting larger fish, spearing them with its strong iridescent beak.

They lived only on St Torrez and nearby islands, so they were something very few people ever saw. Yuna made sure to spend a couple hours filming them, she was sure the government would love to put the footage up on its natural resources website.

The occasional scientific expedition made it to Starks Island, usually once every five to eight years. Yuna had picked it after reading a random file in the DoA records suggesting that it was rich in fossils and hiding some scientifically interesting sites.

Nearby was her only assistant, Calvin, who had majored in paleontology in the United States. He was in his mid-twenties, average height, a slim athletic build, dark black and the only person among the available DoA agents that was willing to go with her.

They got dropped off by a navy boat and left to their own devices for the next three days with only a satellite phone connecting them to the outside world. "Calvin, I think it's time to take a break." Yuna wiped the sweat from her forehead and blew the dust out of her nose, then stood up.

"Yea, alright," Calvin replied. He put his sunhat on and began to follow Yuna as she walked toward the greenery of the islands interior. It was cooler there, much cooler, and a natural spring cascaded a modest amount of cold water down a cliffside. For such a small island, Yuna found it beautiful, and the isolation lowered her stress levels knowing that nobody would bother her.

Yuna wore a pair of olive green cargo pants that hugged her waist, coupled with a tool belt, tan tank top, and an earth-toned flannel shirt. She had a boonie hat to keep the sun off her face, and a patterned lightweight scarf around her neck that she soaked in the shallow pool of water that the spring emptied into.

"That feels almost too good," Yuna said as she wrapped the wet scarf around her neck and felt instant relief. Her shoulders dropped and she let out a sigh, followed by a smile. She turned around upon hearing a splashing sound, Calvin had removed his hat and shirt, he was now grabbing handfuls of water to splash on his obscenely dark skin.

Yuna's mouth fell open slightly. She looked over his toned, dark black body, only bringing herself back to composure when he turned to look at her. "You okay?" Calvin asked, thinking to himself that Yuna looked a little confused or lost.

"Yea, I'm good." Yuna leaned over and stuck her head into the sheet of water falling from the rocks, letting it wet her hair and cool her down. "DON'T think about his BBC, DON'T think about his BBC," Yuna thought to herself as she pulled from the waterfall but kept herself bent over, letting the water drip from her hair.

"Should we head back to the digsite?" Calvin asked. Yuna nodded and the two of them made their way back to where they'd been working earlier. The rest of the day yielded some very good results and the careful extraction of several fossils that were now in a storage case.

They now had the partial skeleton of a late Jurassic herbivore whose identity they didn't know for certain quite yet. It was a remarkable find, it even had skin impressions complete with scale patterns.

Evening came and the two of them were sitting next to a small fire they'd built. They were enjoying a meal of pork and rice in a spicy red sauce, which Yuna thought was a little too spicy. "They really spice things up in the SMDF huh?" Yuna coughed a little, she'd never had a military ration before.

"Defense Forces go hard," Calvin said to her. "I saw on the news they were using cavalry on St Balzac, like five thousand horsemen, can you imagine five thousand horsemen coming at you in this day and age?" Calvin took a big bite out of his ration and nearly choked, he'd inhaled a chunk of spicy pepper that was burning the roof of his mouth and inflaming his throat.

Yuna sat with her legs slightly curled up, paused with her next bite just above the pouch. "Uh, you alright?" Calvin was practically choking to death in front of her, coughing up a lung and reaching for his canteen, she knew he wasn't alright. Yuna grabbed his canteen for him and twisted the cap open, tilting it up enough for him to drink from it.

"Damn!" Calvin coughed, pounding his fist against his chest with a couple final coughs. "I don't know what peppers they put in that mother fucker, but damn!" He shook his head and wiped the sweat that was pouring down his forehead and down his cheeks.

They laughed about it and turned in for the night soon after. It had been hot all day, but now Yuna felt like she was freezing. The cool ocean breeze was blowing through the netting, washing over the camp. "We should find a better place to camp tomorrow morning," Yuna said out loud.

"Thought this would be the spot since it's in a depression, guess the wind changed." Calvin zipped up his jungle bag and rolled over with his back to Yuna. Calvin fell asleep within minutes, but Yuna wasn't as fortunate and found herself awake much longer.

Yuna rolled over on her cot and reached into her bag next to it, pulling out a book and her headlamp. Soon she was buried in her sleeping bag with the red light on, feeling like a little girl as she read PLUNDERED: Sword & Sail, a pirate story about a quirky misfit armada.

Yuna fell asleep slowly, putting her book and headlamp away. She awoke the next morning to Macaw's squawking and making a ridiculous amount of noise in a tree nearby. It was bright, beautiful, and Calvin was nowhere to be seen. Yuna picked up her canteen and gulped down all the water left in it, which wasn't much.

"Ugh," Yuna groaned. She was thirsty and feeling desperate for more water. Yuna pulled on her boots and began to shuffle her way up toward the green treeline, walking down the stony path to the spring. She rounded the corner and her jaw dropped.

Calvin was standing in the falling water buck naked, his onyx black body covered in beads of glistening water that ran down his abs and dripped from his massive black cock. Yuna stood with her mouth wide open, staring at it until she was almost drooling.

Her grip began to loosen until the titanium canteen clattered onto the rocky ground around her feet. Calvin turned, startled by the sudden noise. His eyes fell over Yuna, an awkwardly long period of staring and silence followed.

Yuna's hands massaged the thick vascular length of his char colored black cock, paying close attention to stroke and rub every inch. It had been so long since she last had sex, she was longing to feel a throbbing hard black cock deep inside her.

"Dinosaurs aren't the only big bone I'm going to find on this trip, huh?" Yuna joked up to him. Her small hands wrapped around his thick shaft, lifting it to her lips that gave the dripping head a kiss. The water continued to run down his body, following along his abs and down the shaft to the tip of his BBC where Yuna slurped it up to slake her thirst.

Calvin reached down and ran his dark hands through her hair, pulling it back into a ponytail. "Never had an asian before," Calvin said down to her. Yuna smiled and leaned forward, her lips wrapped around the head slowly and took him into her mouth. The water began to rush across her spread lips, running down her chest and soaking her clothes.

Yuna wrapped a hand around the base and the other around his heavy balls, squeezing both. Yuna's eyes widened slightly, his shaft was so thick, she was having a hard time getting very far on it. And his big black balls were so, well, big, they felt like plums in the palm of her hand.

She felt his thick head prodding the back of her mouth, teasing the edge of her throat with a hard throb. Yuna's eyes looked up at him, they fluttered for a moment before she pressed herself forward and felt his BBC sliding into her throat.

"Hnnnggg, yea, that's it," Calvin said, stroking Yuna's hair as she slipped a little more of his black cock into her throat. "Never had an asian, and my first one is hot as fuck," he groaned to her. Yuna's eyes fluttered some more, rolling back slightly. She hadn't felt wanted in a very long time, even among her friends there was a certain level of loneliness and feeling like an outsider.

Both her hands wrapped around the base, stacked atop one another to stroke him and make sure that every last inch of his big black cock felt some form of pleasure. Yuna sucked him as fast and as deep as her tight mouth and throat would allow, pulling back until her lips pressed together around the tip before plunging back down his length.

Calvin threw his head back with a loud groan, placing both of his hands on the back of his head as the water splashed across his face. He'd had a lot of amazing blowjobs in college, but Yuna was something else. Her style was unique, her pace was just right, and she had his core tightening with every groan he gave her.

Yuna felt Calvin's big black cock pulsing, becoming more rigid than it was before. Her eyes went wide as he grabbed the sides of her head and tensed up his abs. He was breathing heavily, eyes rolling back, then Yuna felt it.

Her eyes flared and crossed inward to her nose as Calvin blasted the back of her throat with the biggest load of nut Yuna had ever experienced. Cum gushed from the convulsing head of Calvin's black cock in waves that caused Yuna to choke on it, turning her cheeks bright red as she struggled to breathe.

Calvin felt his orgasm subside and released Yuna from his grip. She tilted her head back as his BBC flopped from her mouth, she didn't want to lose any of the cum he'd given her. Yuna gave a few consecutive loud gulps to swallow his load and then fell over forward on her palms panting for air.

"Damn, Yuna," Calvin said, breathing heavily as he extended his hand down to her. Yuna clutched her hands around his forearm and he helped her to her feet, letting her rest against the dry rock wall across from the waterfall. "Best blowjob I ever got." Calvin was grinning ear-to-ear, brushing her damp hair back to kiss her forehead gently.

"Best cock I've ever sucked," Yuna smiled back. Her hand reached down to stroke him a few more times, smearing the last few drops of dangling cum from his tip onto her palm. She raised it to her mouth and teasingly licked it clean, gulping one more time as she felt the afterglow of making him cum.

"How about you get dressed and head to the next digsite? I'll be there after I clean up," Yuna said to him, smiling as Calvin nodded.

Calvin gave her ass a firm grab and picked up his clothes from the ground, pulling them on. "See you down there, Yuna," he said. Yuna watched him walk away, then stripped naked and began to clean herself up. The taste of his cum lingered in her mouth even after she scrubbed it clean with her toothbrush.

Feeling clean, Yuna headed down to the new site and joined him, helping Calvin set up the netting for shade in a much less windy spot. "You know, we still have two more days," Yuna smiled at him as she broke ground on the new site with a geologists hammer and began to brush away debris.

"Sure beats prison," Yuna thought to herself.

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Xiaoting x Yuqi x Ningning: Valentines is Sh*t

Part of my Hoodrat Studios series, see my masterlist for more chapters. 5.8k words. BBC, BNWO, interracial, black male x asian female, fat guy x idol, anal.

"Hey there," Yuqi said into the camera as she got in close to it and looked into the lens, "it's Valentines, that means we're on the prowl for some gut rutting black cock," she said bluntly as she grabbed the sides of the gimbal and looked straight into it, giving it a kiss that Xiaoting had to wipe away with an alcohol wipe. "Can you not fuck up my lens?" Xiaoting asked, "uh, can you get busy finding me some chocolate salty balls to suck on?" Yuqi said as she skipped down a dark Detroit street hand-in-hand with Ningning.

"God damnit," Xiaoting said as she threw her head back and let her shoulders fall, the flashing blue and red lights of a cop car sneaking up behind them suddenly illuminated the street they were walking on. "Stay where you are," the officer said as he exited the police car to see three Chinese women in pan-Africa colored cheerleader outfits and black socks that reached up to their milky white thighs with a logo around the top that read BBCBaddies.com.

"Just shut the fuck up and don't talk," Xiaoting said lowly, but just as the last word left her mouth Yuqi had already started talking. "Hello officer, we are definitely NOT looking for long dick black bulls to fuck us senseless on camera so we can make hella profit," Yuqi said as the officer raised his eyebrows and Xiaoting tightened her lips angrily. "Identifications," the officer said as the three of them turned to each other nervously, "uh, yea, we left those at home," Ningning said, "you left your ID's at home?" the officer asked, "well yea, we didn't think we would need them," Yuqi said.

"If you don't have ID's I'll have to take you three to the station for fingerprinting," the officer said as Xiaoting's head snapped up, "uh, no, all three of us know damn well that unless we're under arrest we have no obligation to show you ID, and there's nothing going on here to warrant an arrest," she said as Yuqi and Ningning looked at her. Xiaoting had spent a couple years as a lawyers assistant, she wanted to be one herself, but she ended up fucking and sucking black cocks on camera instead because it made way more money than defending guilty crackheads in court.

"Refusing to identify yourselves is a crime," the officer said as he advanced toward Xiaoting a little bit, but just as he did so there was a sound like a loud rumbling exhaust as a dark purple Dodge Challenger crept around the corner and into view. It was followed by another car, a solid black Corvette, both of them were steadily coming down the street and came to a slow rolling stop where the police car was parked.

A window rolled down and the officer seemed very tense, radioing immediately for backup as cigar and marijuana smoke poured from both cars. "Thought we done told y'all punk bitch five-o niggas to get the fuck off our shit," a voice called out as every door on both cars opened simultaneously and five obvious gang members stepped out to confront the officer who started backing away talking into his radio in a stressed voice. "Get yo motha fuckin' mayonnaise white ass up outta here!" they yelled at him as he started to back away with his gun out.

"Was that pasty white cracker givin' you fine honeys some shit?" one of the black men asked as he looked Ningning over and the rest seemed to walk the officer down the street. "He was giving us shit about not having ID's," Yuqi said as she looked at Xiaoting with an expression that couldn't be mistaken for anything other than pure shock at the odds of all this happening. "How about we burn that niggas shit and you three come on with me and my niggas?" called a black man with dreadlocks from the passenger seat of the Challenger.

"I swear to fuck if you say no I'll kill you myself," Ningning whispered to Xiaoting, "get in the fucking car," Xiaoting said, pushing Ningning as the three of them jumped into the backseat of the Challenger. "Hell yea, get the AR out of that car, hurry up you Snorlax lookin' ass motha fucka," the one with dreadlocks said as he called out to a very rotund black man that seemed to be lumbering around to the side of the cop car before reaching in to pull an AR15 and a shotgun from inside.

The other four came running up the street and jumped into a third car that had pulled up, a Ford Mustang colored black with two vertical red stripes down the hood. "Fuckin' hell yea," he said as he was handed the AR15 and the trio of cars started to move again, they were heading into a part of Detroit that the girls would never enter, they did everything they could to avoid it, Greensbriar was not a place three Chinese women should ever be even in broad daylight.

"Is this Greensbriar?" Yuqi asked, looking out the window as they rolled slowly through block after block of decrepit looking houses, some of them had lights on inside and the three of them wondered how anyone could live in a house with plywood over the windows and bars on the doors, but then again this was Detroit, they'd seen almost everything. "We run shit around here," the dreadlocked gang member said as he turned around to look at them with smoke pouring out of his nostrils.

"Are you like, a gang leader or something?" Ningning asked, the three of them had been mostly silent during the ten or fifteen minute ride. "Nah, but you finna meet him," he said, looking at them with bloodshot eyes as the Challenger rolled up to a rundown looking brick building with a garage door full of bullet holes that started to open. The three cars parked inside a dingy, dirty looking warehouse area and the three of them sat nervously in the back not wanting to get out.

"Get ya fine asses out here or else," he said as Xiaoting exited the car with the camera on, Yuqi and Ningning followed behind her and all three felt like they'd rather have gone to the police department than be here. Everywhere they looked there was some kind of criminal activity going on, a tweaker was sorting copper wire while breaking open a transformer to get more, another two gang members were breaking up a freshly made pan of what looked like crystal methamphetamine, and everywhere else there seemed to be people just hanging around either watching TV or smoking.

At the end of the warehouse was a sight that none of them expected, a fat black man sat on a throne made out of pilfered items ranging from car parts to chains and scraps of copper. The throne itself was just an old large wooden chair that he'd decorated with stolen jewelry and belts of ammunition, it creaked loudly as he sat back in it surrounded by six hispanic about four white girls that lounged around his throne completely naked.

The man upon the throne wore an all black suit with a silky black robe around it, a plethora of gold chains around his neck glinted in the dim light along with a silver colored afro pick that stuck into his large fro that looked more like a hedge atop his head than hair. "Where the hell has yo ass been?" the man asked from his throne, "so like, them fuckin' cops and shit, ya know, they're all up in our shit again, I caught one on Rossini Drive given these bitches some shit about ID's," the one with dreadlocks said up to him.

"Well, did you shoot his ass?" the gang boss asked him bluntly, his gaze hidden behind a pair of large sunglasses as a couple of the women crawled to his legs and wrapped their arms around them. "Nah, but we ran his ass outta there and burned the cop car," he said back to the boss, "you burned the car but didn't shoot his ass?" the bosses voice asked as the other man started to seem visibly nervous.

"We begged him not to," Xiaoting said randomly, her words seemed to let all the air out of the room as the boss turned his head toward her and lowered his glasses. "Who the hell yo ass be?" he asked, adjusting himself on his throne, "I'm Xiaoting, these are my friends, Yuqi and Ningning," Xiaoting said, "don't make eye contact," Xiaoting whispered in Chinese to the other two shortly after. "You begged my nigga here to not shoot some mayo monkey cracka ass podunk pig bitch?" he asked Xiaoting as the three of them nodded in return.

"Get outta here nigga, pull some shit like this again I'll kill you myself," he said, waving his hand and sending the other gang members away without further questions. Just as the three girls went to follow he called out to them, "I didn't say you bitches could leave," he said as he stood up and started to walk down the garbage pile of scrap metal and random shit beneath his throne. "The fuck are three little asian bitches doing out at night in Detroit dressed like high school... oh my fuck," he said, raising his hands up in the air and pushing his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose.

"BBCBaddies dot com, oh hell, I know you bitches, you be out there fuckin' them niggas in public and shit," he said as the three girls nervously smiled. "Uh yea, that's us!" Yuqi said, "yep, we were actually trying to film when the cops showed up," Xiaoting said, pulling a camera out of her bag to show him. "You bitches are in the right fuckin' place then," he said as he looked each one over and licked his lips, "especially yo ass," he said, circling Ningning until he was behind her and gave her tight ass a hard slap.

"Yea, I like that, you got a tight little shitter on you," he said as he continued walking around her. "Did you just say.. tight little shitter?" Xiaoting asked, her and Yuqi were struggling to hold back the laughter, "yea, tight little shitter, I ain't never had me some asian ass though," he said as he looked Ningning over a bit more. "Ningning here would absolutely LOVE to get some big thug dick in her shitter," Yuqi said, grabbing Ningning by the shoulders from behind, "isn't that right?" Yuqi asked as Ningning looked at her with an expression of anger.

"She especially likes it when you get her oiled up and fuck her on a pile of Natural Ice beer cans," Xiaoting said as he looked down at Ningning's face. "My name's Darius Julius Jamarcus Timothy James Johnson the fourth, but you can call me Combo," he said as Ningning raised her eyebrows, "n-nice to meet you," she said as he extended his hand out to take hers. "The fuck kinda name is Ningning though?" he asked bluntly, catching her off guard, "it's just a nickname we gave her, usually we just call her Ning," Yuqi said.

"All you asian bitches sound the same, ping pong ching chong dong dang bang ding ow," he said, "but fine ass bitches like you, I'll be respectful," he said as he kissed Ningning's hand. "So what the fucks up, you sluts making a video or what?" he asked, turning to look at Xiaoting with the camera in her hand, "uh, yea, if you'll let us have a couple of your gang members," Xiaoting said as he scrunched his face a bit and looked around.

"Nah, you ain't want none of these niggas, they got weird shit on they dicks, I can't even pronounce some of the shit they got," Combo said as he looked around, "that nigga there got big ass warts on his shit, that stupid ass nigga watching TV got one ball 'cause he shot the other one off," he said as he ran Ningning's hair through his fingers, "but me, I'm clean and I got it all baby," he said as Ningning felt like she was going to vomit.

Combo was fat, he reeked like he hadn't washed in days and he seemed infatuated with Ningning to the point his eyes refused to leave her pale body. "You gonna let big daddy Darius Julius Jamarcus Timothy James Johnson the fourth smash that asian pussy on camera or do I gotta get rough with yo ass?" he asked as Ningning looked at Xiaoting to see the camera pointed right at her, "get busy bitch," Xiaoting said in Chinese.

A seemingly collective series of sighs and bitchy sounding noises came from the whores situated around the throne, each of them were laying on blankets or dog beds atop the mountain of junk and trash. "Camera's rolling," Yuqi said impatiently as Ningning scrunched her nose disgustedly, he was so fat, so smelly, so revolting, she was taking her time mustering up the fortitude to actually fuck this disgusting man.

Yuqi put her arm up on Xiaoting's shoulder and looked through the screen of the camera that Xiaoting held in a gimbal, the whole thing was ridiculous, for a split second a normal thought of "how did I get here and what am I doing with my life?" shot through her mind, but it was quickly erased when she looked up from the screen just as Combo lost his patience with Ningning.

"Get yo motha fuckin' ass in that room," Combo said, grabbing Ningning by the hair and pushing her toward a door as she squealed and whimpered with Xiaoting and Yuqi following behind her. "I ain't got time for this shit, dumbass fuckin' chink bitch," Combo said as he threw the door open and it swung back to hit Ningning in the side, "get that ass on the bed, fuckin' tight shitter bitch," he said, slapping Ningning's ass as she looked briefly at stack of ratty mattresses on the floor.

"I said get on it!" Combo shouted, slapping Ningning's ass so hard it left a visible red handprint on her pale skin. Ningning quickly threw herself on the bed and watched with wide eyes looking right at the camera as Yuqi set up a light ring. Combo pulled his black robe apart and removed his shirt to reveal his flabby disgusting form, his belly so fat that it folded over on itself, all three girls wondered how he even managed to find his own dick.

That was until he pulled the belt from his pants and wrapped it around his hand, his pants fell to his ankles and he stepped out of them to reveal a large dangling black dick that flopped lazily against the cellulite of his thighs. Ningning couldn't hide the disgust on her face, for the first time in her life she had her hand up as if denying a BBC, but she wouldn't for long as he reached down and grabbed her by the back of the head, pulling her up onto her knees and stuffing half of his eight inches into her tiny mouth.

"Get that fuckin' black dick in yo mouth bitch, take that shit," Combo said as Xiaoting got the close up shot of Ningning's nose wrinkling and the loud gags of her suppressing the urge to vomit. "Yea, record that shit," Combo said as Xiaoting traveled the camera upward until it was focused on his face, "see this shit? I'ma fuckin' smash this dumbass chink!" he said as he stuck his tongue out and the camera looked straight down at Ningning whose nose had wrinkled and her eyes had closed tightly.

"She's gonna vomit," Yuqi said in Chinese to Xiaoting, she could barely stop herself from laughing and she didn't even know why, just the sight of Ningning being forced to suck a fatass black gangsters dick had her nearly rolling on the floor. "Open your eyes, Ning," Xiaoting said quietly as the camera descended back down for a closeup just as Ningning opened them and looked directly into the lens, she clearly wasn't enjoying it. Her enjoyment was made even less by the addition of Combo's belt being wrapped around her neck and used like a leash.

The room smelled terribly of cigarettes, various vape scents, marijuana and straight up unwashed ass and cock. On the bed that Ningning's knees were digging into were the cum stains of many sexual conquests, Yuqi and Xiaoting had a feeling that the majority likely weren't of the consensual kind. But as the camera focused on Ningning's face and she looked up into it there was a sudden change in her expression, she knew this was how they made money, and if she had to take one for the team to get that deposit then so be it.

She pushed deeper on his nasty black cock with the belt digging into her soft neck, tasting the sweat and grime that had built up until she'd made it far enough down his shaft to press her nose and forehead into the revolting flab of his obese stomach. It was the single most disgusting thing Ningning had ever felt in her life, and for a moment she felt the vomit rocketing up her throat but managed to force it back down into her stomach long enough to focus on something else other than his stinking fat stomach slapping into her face.

"Ooooo that's it, nasty fuckin' chink bitch!" he shouted, grabbing Ningning by the belt and pulling her from his cock with thick strands of spit pouring from her mouth. He breathed heavily and gripped her chin, wrapping one hand around it while the other remained holding her back with the belt. "Yea, you like that shit don't you bitch?" he asked her, giving her a slap on the cheek, "tell daddy Darius Julius Jamarcus Timothy James Johnson the fourth you like that shit," Combo said as he gripped her jaw and pointed her gasping mouth right at the camera.

Ningning panicked, she couldn't remember all that shit, she couldn't even remember breakfast or anything beyond two hours ago, how the hell was she going to remember a name that long? Her eyes went wide as she stared into the camera and her tongue licked her lips to taste the nasty salty sweat left behind on them from sucking this obese bastards black cock. "I fucking love Combo daddy's big black hood dick! he runs this shit!" Ningning said in an enthusiastic but moany voice to the camera, she felt his hand yanking the belt back a split second later, almost giving her whiplash in the process.

"Yea, that's what I wanna fuckin' hear, tell that fuckin' camera your noodle eatin' ching chong speakin' Chinese ass finna pay reparations, we niggas know you asian bitches be racist as fuck," Combo said as Yuqi covered her mouth with her hands and her cheeks inflated like balloons trying not to laugh at Ningning's situation. "I'm a racist Chinese bitch and I'm going to pay reparations with my holes!" Ningning shouted reluctantly, her voice echoing around the warehouse so loudly that it gained some attention from other gang members, a wrench could be heard clattering to the floor shortly after she said it.

Combo grabbed Ningning by the belt and moved her on the bed roughly, shoving her face first into a pair of disgusting looking pillows with her tight ass up in the air with the belt firmly in hand. He yanked her panties down her thighs and grabbed a tube of Astroglide from underneath the pillows, applying it liberally to his BBC and fingers to lubricate Ningning's asshole. Xiaoting shot the whole moment from the side, getting in close but struggling to get a good shot of Combo's fat black dick penetrating Ningning's ass because his fat stomach was blocking the view.

"Yea, I knew it, tightest fuckin' shitter this niggas dick ever been in, hell yea!" Combo said loudly, grunting as he slapped Ningning's ass and pushed his enormous weight forward to ensure that it penetrated and slipped in deeply. Ningning felt his fat stomach smothering her ass, his jiggling cellulite smashed against her hips with every thrust, but his BBC was still a BBC and it made her moan regardless of how disgusting the person it was attached to appeared.

"Fuckin' take that shit, this is my ass now, little hood walkin' Chinese bitches all up in my turf thinkin' I won't black those tight little Shanghai shitters up," he said as he thrust back and forth inside Ningning while Yuqi buried her face in the corner of the room with her fist in her own mouth to keep from laughing. Xiaoting could hardly stomach the sight of what was happening, but she knew it had to be a fetish for someone to see a hot slut like Ningning get her ass stretched by a fat black guy.

Ningning moaned and bit into the tips of her fingers as she looked into the camera with fluttering eyes and the belt digging into her neck, it wasn't so bad now that she didn't have to look at him, but the smell was still overwhelming. "How's it feel Ning?" Xiaoting asked her as she got in close to Ningning's face, "I love big black cock in my ass," Ningning moaned, staring into the camera with her lip quivering and her eyes rolling a bit.

"Maybe we'll get every gangster out here to fuck your slutty little asshole," Xiaoting said to her, "fuck yes, line them all up to fuck my ass," Ningning moaned as the sound of Combo's very thick hips slapping Ningning's tight ones took over. "Ooo fuck yea, I'm gonna fill this ass up, I'm gonna frost this shitter with my cum, get ready for it you noodle slurpin' slant eyed commie bitch!" Combo shouted as he slapped Ningning's ass one cheek after the other, leaving stinging red handprints in the pale flesh of each one as he pressed himself forward.

Combo grunted, groaned and shouted like an animal as he shot thick globs of sticky white nut into Ningning's ass, his black cock pumping everything he could possibly spare into it as sweat ran down his body and soaked into her cheerleader uniform. His whole body shook and soon he was starting to waver a bit, his body swaying side to side before he slowly keeled over forward atop Ningning and started to cover her back.

Ningning felt his horrifyingly heavy weight collapse atop her as he shot thick ropes of cum into her tight ass, his cock twitching in a seemingly endless salvo of seed. But Ningning wasn't worried about the big thick cumshot in her ass right now, she was worried about breathing, because Combo's big fat ass was literally crushing her to the point that her lungs couldn't even do their job. There was a few confused moments as Xiaoting continued filming and Combo groaned like a satisfied walrus atop her sweaty body clad in BNWO cheer gear, then Xiaoting realized her friend was in actual trouble.

"Uh, hey, she can't breathe," Xiaoting said, setting the camera down as Yuqi turned around to see that Ningning had almost disappeared under the blubber of Combo's body. "Get the fuck off her!" Yuqi said as she and Xiaoting tried to heave Combo's fat ass off Ningning, they tried pulling, pushing, rolling, he barely budged or acknowledged them. "Fuck, fuck," Xiaoting said as Ningning's hand slapped the bed and begged for help.

Finally he rolled off her, his eyes seemingly glazed over, his hands clutching his chest as he coughed heavily. "Call a motha fuckin' ambulance you bitches, I'm havin' a fuckin' heart attack for real," he said as he groaned and writhed on the bed with his eyes rolling and a look of immense pain on his face. "Uh, hey, you!" Yuqi shouted at the nearest whore she saw, "call 911 because this guy is having a heart attack," she said as about a dozen gang members started flooding into the room.

Ningning quickly pulled her panties back up and the three of them slipped out of the warehouse amid the chaos and confusion caused by the moment. "That Chinese shitter was so tight," Combo groaned as the gang frantically thought about what to do, they couldn't have paramedics show up here, "fuck a Chinese bitch gonna send me to hell, tight little asian asses god damn," he said as the side door of the warehouse closed quietly and the trio of girls ran across three city blocks trying to get as far away as possible.

"What the fuck are we gonna do now?" Yuqi asked as Ningning rubbed her stinging ass cheeks and pulled the belt off her neck after realizing she'd ran multiple blocks with it still attached to her neck. "My ass hurts, running made it worse," Ningning groaned as they looked around at all the decrepit run down houses and felt the dread of being out at night creeping in on them. "I guess we're walking," Xiaoting said, "but my ass hurts, and I need something to clean my mouth with, I'm seriously going to vomit," Ningning said as Xiaoting pulled her phone out and started looking at maps.

"We're like, so fucking far from our place," Xiaoting said, "but there's a gas station a couple blocks away," Xiaoting said as the three of them started walking in the general direction following the apps directions. Soon they were greeted by the 7 Mile Gas Mart sign, and it was a dump complete with drugged up loiters and homeless bums hanging around the front, as expected in Detroit. "Can we just call for a ride or something?" Ningning asked as they stood across the street looking at the parking lot full of the exact types they did not want to walk anywhere near.

"I don't even give a fuck, my mouth feels disgusting," Ningning said as she started marching across the street and into the parking lot with Xiaoting and Yuqi following behind while Xiaoting talked to someone on the phone. They were cat called, whistled at, approached but luckily not groped or molested as they entered the gas station to find the attendant behind thick bullet proof glass. Ningning went to the drink section and grabbed everything she could fit into her arms along with a tube of toothpaste and a pack of toothbrushes, rushing to the counter where she slid a hundred dollar bill under the glass and told the clerk to keep the change.

"The fuck are you all doing dressed like that?" he asked from behind the glass, "uh, we just got back from a football game," Yuqi said as Ningning wasted no time getting a paste covered toothbrush into her mouth to scrub relentlessly. "The fuck kind of football game you been at that ends at midnight?" he asked, getting a sneer from all three as they exited the gas station and prayed they wouldn't be followed or kidnapped in the parking lot.

Their worst fears came to fruition as every bum and drug dealing loser in the parking lot followed them. "Hey girl," one said, "look at them tight little asses," another said, the three of them didn't want to stop or turn around out of fear of what they were going to see if they did. Seemingly out of nowhere came the sound of squealing tires, a souped up sky blue 1979 Pontiac Trans Am came drifting around the corner with smoke pouring off the wheels as it made a beeline for the girls.

It pulled up right next to them and a girl with a Springfield Hellion rifle stood out of the passenger window pointing it right at the mob behind the three of them. "Ni hao bitches," Xinyu said as the men following Xiaoting, Yuqi and Ningning turned around to disburse. The drivers side window rolled down and Yiren looked at the three of them, "all the stupid shit you three do, I thought you'd be smart enough to get a gun by now," Yiren said as she got out and let the three of them climb into the back of the car.

"Hold on," Ningning said, pausing to spit out the toothpaste into the sewer, she quickly rinsed multiple times with a bottle of water before getting into the car. "One of you smells like shit," Xinyu said as she turned in her seat and scrunched her nose, "it's Ning, she got fucked in the ass by an obese gorilla," Yuqi said, she was quick to throw Ningning under the bus if it meant getting a laugh or two.

"I don't wanna know," Xinyu said as they drove quickly back into safer neighborhoods and eventually back to the studio where the five of them were now living together. "Thanks for the ride," Yuqi said to Yiren as the Trans Am parked inside the large open space of the small studio warehouse they owned. "Buy a Glock or something," Yiren said back to her, rolling her eyes as she pulled a Glock from between the front seat and console, it was complete with an extended magazine and a full auto switch on the back of the slide.

"Oh yea, you got mail," Xinyu said from the steel staircase that led up to the makeshift rooms they all slept in, she pointed at a brown package sitting on the rolling toolbox that acted as a kitchen table. "What the fuck is that?" Ningning asked as Yuqi opened it and pulled a VHS tape out of it, "some kind of arcane technology from ancient times," Yuqi said, looking it over before taking it in both hands and looking at Yiren, Ningning and Xiaoting.

"Behold! the power of Salem Saberhagen is ours!" she shouted in her husky voice as she raised the VHS tape high above her head in both hands and the others stretched their arms out and bowed repeatedly before her in some kind of spontaneous joke. "Okay, but seriously, how the hell are you going to know what's on it?" Xinyu asked from the stairs, "you know what, Xinyu? how about you stop asking questions that make sense," Yuqi said, "shut up smartass," Xinyu said back to her, "no, you shut up, little miss early morning twerk practice," Yuqi said.

Xinyu rolled her eyes and went upstairs to her room where she crashed on the bed and wouldn't get up until about noon the next day. While the rest of them slept, Xiaoting and Yiren had gone out in search of a VHS player, hitting all the nearby pawn shops, thrift stores and anywhere else that could possibly have a VHS player. "Ancient dead technology," Yiren said with a sigh as they exited the twelfth shop they'd struck out on, "well, I guess that's.." Xiaoting said, "it, that's it, right there!" Xiaoting said, pointing at a VHS player that sat inside the window of an antique shop.

The two of them burst through the door and scooped it up, the tag read $15 and they dropped a $20 on the counter, not bothering to collect their change as they ran out of the shop and back to their studio. "Never seen anyone get so damn excited about a VHS player before," the shopkeeper said, watching as the two of them ran down the street with it clutched tight in Yiren's arms like a newborn baby.

They spent the next two hours trying to figure out how to even hook it up to a TV that barely worked, one of the old gigantic box type TV's from the 1990's that had sat on a cart left behind by the former studio owners. "Let's see what's on it," Ningning said as they all piled onto the couch in a tight line, waiting patiently as Ningning pushed the tape into the VHS player.

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Bahiyyih x Somi: Fine Print

Part of my Hoodrat Studios series, see my masterlist for more chapters, links to my discord, and patreon! 5.8k words. Interracial, BBC, BNWO, raceplay. Bahiyyih thinks she's signing up for a photoshoot, she gets recorded by Somi taking BBC in every hole instead!

Ding! The elevator doors opened and Bahiyyih stepped out to an upscale New York hallway. She clutched a simple black Burberry purse, wore a black turtleneck with black trousers, a gold necklace, and let her hair drape over her shoulders. This was the 23rd floor, she just had to find the right direction.

Upscale buildings like this were fairly normal for a photoshoot, so Bahiyyih thought nothing of it. However, the warm and inviting surroundings would soon play host to depravity and debauchery that an inexperienced girl like her couldn't imagine.

Bahiyyih smiled at a caramel skinned receptionist with curly hair and oversize glasses, the woman smiled back. "Miss Huening, I assume?" the woman asked, Bahiyyih nodded. "You're a little late, but that's okay," the woman said with a smile. Bahiyyih was indeed about five minutes late, mostly because of traffic.

"The traffic was terrible on the way here," Bahiyyih said quietly, clutching her purse. The woman gave her a short glance then picked up a phone, "she's here," the woman said simply, "yes, sir," she said. "Come with me," the woman said, leading Bahiyyih to a separate room lined with empty chairs.

"Have a seat, they will call you in when they're ready," the woman said curtly before turning and leaving Bahiyyih by herself. Bahiyyih sat down and looked around at the room, it was quaint and quiet with the kind of generic art you would buy at a big box department store.

The chair wasn't comfortable, and they were all the same chair, so switching wouldn't help. Bahiyyih thought it would be a quick couple minutes before getting called in, that was not the case. Ten minutes, then fifteen, she was counting nearly twenty before the door opened and broke the silence, making her jump a little.

A beautiful woman stepped into the room clutching a camera. She wore black framed glasses, blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, a white dress shirt tucked in a pair of tweed trousers, a black tie, and black suspenders. "Miss Huening?" she asked, extending her hand out to shake Bahiyyih's.

"Yes, sorry I was late," Bahiyyih said, shaking her hand.

"Wonderful, we just have some paperwork for you to sign and we'll be all set to start filming and taking pictures," the woman said, picking up a clipboard with a contract on it. Bahiyyih skimmed over it, a lot of it was lawyer speak that she didn't really understand. She signed it anyway, thinking this was a simple photoshoot.

"Great, good job," she said to Bahiyyih with a big smile. "My name is Somi, I'll be your camerawoman today," Somi said, holding the door open for Bahiyyih to step inside the next room. "I promise that when you leave here today you're going to be famous," Somi said in an excited voice.

"Famous?" Bahiyyih asked, wondering how that was going to happen. She rounded the corner to see a dark room full of lighting, and one massive oiled up black man standing naked with his donkey dick BBC half-erect. Bahiyyih's eyes went wide in shock, she froze in place feeling paralyzed.

The door shut behind her, the lock clicked, and Somi's hand placed itself in the small of her back. "Contract's a contract," Somi said softly to her. Bahiyyih's mouth fell open slightly as Somi lifted the contract up high enough for Bahiyyih to re-read it.

"It's all right here, if you back out now you'll owe us ten grand as a set and filming security deposit," Somi said with a devious grin. Bahiyyih didn't have $10,000, she didn't even have $1,000 right now, she had approximately $92 in her bank account with no job prospects and her parents getting upset about her not helping with bills.

Flat broke, no job, about to be kicked out, now she was standing here being told she signed a contract to fuck a big black cock the size of her forearm or she'd owe 10k. "Most of our girls make over a hundred grand in royalties in their first six months," Somi said, putting the clipboard and camera down.

She wrapped an arm around Bahiyyih, pulling her close. "Think about that, Bahi, can I call you Bahi?" Somi asked, Bahiyyih nodded slowly, her cheeks turning red as she averted her eyes from the imposing black man. "I can guarantee fifty thousand minimum, but like I said, most of our girls make over a hundred in just half a year," Somi continued.

"They come here, they worship and pleasure some big black cock on camera, we upload it to BBCBaddies.com," Somi said, almost whispering into Bahiyyih's ear. Bahiyyih could feel Somi's hot breath on her neck, it made her feel vulnerable, nervous, submissive, she couldn't figure out why.

"The nastier you are the more money you're going to make," Somi said softly, leaning in until she was just an inch of two from Bahiyyih's ear. "Our top earning girls really lean on the Black New World Order vibes," Somi whispered, "vibes of submission to black masters, submission to superiority, submission to natural selection," Somi whispered.

"Submission to big black dick," Somi whispered into Bahiyyih's ear. The made Bahiyyih's eye twitch, her knees buckled slightly, it caught her so off guard. "Our top earning girl, Danielle, she made half a million in a month," Somi giggled into Bahiyyih's ear.

"Think about that, wouldn't you like to have half a million to buy pretty designer clothes, a luxury car, a nice house, that dream vacation you've always wanted but could never afford?" Somi said. Bahiyyih could feel the words winning her over, not that she had a choice.

With that much money she could move out, get her own place, set up passive income, never have to worry about working or the bullshit grind again. Bahiyyih sighed slightly, the price of her dreams would come at the cost of her dignity, but was it worth it?

Pfffttt, of course it was worth it. Who needs dignity when you can get filthy rich taking big black cock?

"Good girl," Somi said, "let's get you on your knees for the introduction segment," she said. Bahiyyih obediently got down on her knees next to the hulking black bull, his menacingly large BBC only a short distance from her face.

"Okay, sweetie, when the red light comes on I need you to start introducing yourself and why you're here," Somi said, adjusting a few settings on the camera. "And remember, the nastier and more racist you are, the more money you're going to make. So don't be shy, our fanbase loves girls who are unashamed little sluts," Somi grinned.

Bahiyyih breathed in deeply and tried to calm her nerves, which proved hard with the smell of BBC flooding her nose and the sight of it making her pussy soak. She was so nervous she felt like she might be sick, her stomach turned over slightly while waiting for Somi to start recording.

"Hello, my name is Bahiyyih," she said, smiling and waving with both hands at the camera. She felt her mind racing, what did she know about BNWO or big black cock fetishes? Almost nothing, she was going to have to improvise if she wanted that big payday.

She waved and blew a kiss to the camera, smiling as she came up with her next line. "I'm going to get my wasian guts rearranged today by this big beautiful black cock, just look at how fucking big he is," Bahiyyih said. She held both hands up for her pale palms to contrast against his glistening dark shaft and balls.

"Isn't it beautiful? I mean, can you imagine anything bigger, or better, than this? I can't," Bahiyyih said, completely bullshitting her way through what she imagined interracial addicts would like to hear. Somi panned the camera over to the BBC, then back to Bahiyyih, who smiled and leaned in closer to it.

"I can't imagine anything better because black is the best," she smiled, wrapping a hand around his thick shaft. Her eyes went wide upon realizing how thick it truly was, how much that paycheck was going to hurt in the process of earning it. "Don't you BBC addicted boys and girls agree?" she said in a slighting entranced kind of voice.

Bahiyyih was mesmerized by the sheer size of it, eyes wide while her small hands wrapped around the shaft to stroke slowly. Bahiyyih leaned forward and pressed her tongue to the head, a glistening drop of precum met her tongue and made her eyes flutter instantly.

The musk of his BBC, the taste the tip, the girth of the shaft, the color contrast against her pale hands, Bahiyyih could feel herself losing control. She licked the head again, a thin strand of spit connected her lips to it as she pulled away and looked at the camera.

She invited the camera in closer by waggling her finger, kissing the tip as Somi got in very close. "One taste and I'm already in heat for this black dick," Bahiyyih said to the camera, sucking the head in and then mashing her lips against the shaft. "I'm going to.. aah.." she said, kissing his BBC all over, "let this king fuck me in every hole," she finished.

"Bareback, raw, rutting and nutting inside me until his big black balls are fucking drained," Bahiyyih said, holding his heavy ballsack up for the camera. Somi moved back a little bit and watched as Bahiyyih rolled her eyes and sucked on his BBC hard. She stroked the shaft with both hands, her tight mouth and lips pleasuring everything they could reach.

It was just so damn big, and it continued getting bigger, growing harder and stiffer with every stroke and every bob of her head back and forth. GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK "Aah!" Bahiyyih gasped, pulling her mouth off his black cock with a wet pop. She gasped loudly, wiping spit from her chin that ran across the front of her black turtleneck.

The bull groaned and reached for the back of Bahiyyih's head, roughly pulling her back forward and plunging his big black cock deep into her mouth. He gripped her hair tight and forced her down deep, making her choke as his BBC assaulted her untrained throat for the camera.

Bahiyyih gagged and coughed violently, choking back the urge to vomit. The bull did not relent, every time she gagged he only pushed deeper, forcing more of his BBC into her throat until it was bulging her neck. "Stay the fuck still," he demanded, still clutching her hair while reaching down with his other hand to grip her bulging throat.

"Yea, that's what we fuckin' want, that's what you white bitches need," the bull groaned to her. "Look at that fuckin' bulge, that's payback, you nasty ass fucktoy," he said to her, gripping her throat so tight that Bahiyyih couldn't breathe.

The bull finally yanked her off his throbbing black cock and held her by the hair, giving her a hard slap across the cheek. "Who the fuck does your ass serve today?" he asked her, shaking her and causing her hands to curl upward against her chest in fear.

"You, sir!" she gasped, cowering as his hand lifted again and slapped her.

"Who the fuck am I?" he asked, Bahiyyih realized she didn't know his name, and she quickly realized that not giving an immediate answer meant another slap. "Stupid ass wasian bitch, who the fuck am I?!" he asked angrily, wrapping a hand around her throat.

"You're the superior black bull that's going to destroy my holes!" Bahiyyih screamed, she was on the verge or tears just as he let go.

"Yea, that's right, I'm gonna conquer that pussy," the bull said, his demeanor changed almost instantly as he let go of her hair and started to pet her gently. "We got us a bitch that knows her role," the bull said to the camera, "tell everyone what your role is," he said to Bahiyyih.

She winced and looked at the camera, a big red handprint prominently displayed on her left cheek. "My role is kneeling before black men and spreading my legs for superior black cock," Bahiyyih said in a shaky tone. She felt his grip returning to her hair and knew she had to add a little more.

"I exist for the pleasure of black alpha males and the domination of the black race," Bahiyyih said, spouting off anything that sounded even remotely good so he wouldn't slap her again. "Please, black master, let me serve you, take my body as reparations," she said, hugging his muscular thigh and kissing the shaft of his BBC.

Somi gave Bahiyyih a thumbs up from behind the camera, watching as the bull stroked Bahiyyih tenderly and allowed her to kiss, stroke, and suck on his black cock for a couple minutes. The stinging on her cheek began to subside and she felt it being replaced by a tingling coolness in its place. Something about the taste of his BBC was driving her mind wild, she just couldn't get enough of it in her mouth.

"Your cock is so big, black master," she moaned as she moved into place in front of him. She put her palms down on the floor and lifted her ass a little, dipping her back inward. She stuck her tongue out and the bull slapped the head against it with wet thumps that made her wiggle her butt excitedly.

Bahiyyih pushed forward a little and took his BBC back into her mouth, letting it dive straight into the back of her throat to bulge her out slightly. She felt the head cresting over and sliding in deeper, her throat expanded to accommodate it. Somi got a closeup of the bulge, reaching a hand out to caress and admire it.

Somi captured every slow bulge of Bahiyyih's throat, watching as she tenderly worshipped his long shaft by sucking it rhythmically. "Yea, fuck yea, that's what I want," the bull groaned appreciatively to Bahiyyih as she eagerly sucked and slurped on his black rod.

Another couple minutes went by until the bull placed his hands on Bahiyyih's head and held her in place, pumping his black cock into her mouth gently at first, then speeding up until it was a full assault on her throat. Bahiyyih did her best to remain in place, shaking and kicking her feet as he took her throat deep and hard.

He pulled from her and Bahiyyih let out a deep gasp. Spit poured from her mouth like a fountain, gushing down her chin and soaking into the fabric of shirt. Her entire neck glistened in saliva, shimmering in the lights that Somi had set up.

The bull stroked himself for a few moments, then shoved his BBC back into her mouth and throated her for a whole minute without pause to bring himself to the edge. He pulled from her one more time and held her by the hair, stroking himself with a thick load of nut spurting out onto her face.

It shot over her cheeks, across her forehead, lips, and neck. Then he shoved it into her mouth and forced her to take a couple ropes in her throat, pumping her mouth to make sure it was all dumped from his nuts. Somi smiled and recorded close to Bahiyyih's face as the bull pulled from her mouth with a pop.

"Feels good, huh?" Somi asked the cum-covered slut on her knees. Bahiyyih reached up and tried to wipe the nut from her eyes, struggling to clean herself up while Somi got the shots. "Hold still, I'll help you," Somi said, setting the camera down and clutching Bahiyyih by the neck.

She held Bahiyyih in place and licked her clean, slowly gathering the cum up in her mouth. The bull picked the camera up to record it, not wanting to let the action go to waste. "Mmm, fuck, I love the taste of superior black seed in my mouth, don't you, honey?" Somi asked Bahiyyih.

Bahiyyih nodded as Somi used the blanket to clean her eyes. "Good girl," Somi said to her, brushing Bahiyyih's slightly sweaty hair back and sharing some of the cum with her via a sloppy kiss on the lips. Bahiyyih moaned as Somi's tongue shoved itself into her mouth, sloshing the cum around until she had a big pool of it. "Good girls swallow black seed," Somi said, pushing Bahiyyih's mouth closed.

Bahiyyih gulped loudly and swallowed the huge load of cum down to her belly, presenting her clean mouth for the camera. "Aaaahhh," she said, rolling her tongue out for proof. Somi smiled and took the camera back, the bull was already hard as fuck again and ready for the next round.

The bull put his hands under Bahiyyih's armpits and lifted her to her feet. He turned her around and gave her tight wasian ass a hand slap that made it jiggle in her tight black trousers. "Take 'em off," the bull demanded, placing both hands around her waist.

Bahiyyih obeyed and pushed them down slowly, wiggling her hips side to side for the camera. Her pale cheeks were split by a thin lacy black pair of panties that were joined by dark hands kneading her cheeks like dough. Bahiyyih bent over and let him push her panties down, exposing her pink pussy for the camera.

A couple dark fingers slid inside her glistening slit, pulling the lips aside to show how tight she was. Somi's hand extended forward, two pale fingers sliding between the black ones that pulled Bahiyyih's cheeks wide. Bahiyyih moaned deeply, her legs tightening the moment Somi's fingers pushed inward.

"That big black cock made you horny, huh?" Somi cooed, stuffing her tongue back into Bahiyyih to eat her cunt from behind. Bahiyyih bit her bottom lip but couldn't stifle her moaning for long, or control her hands. She reached back and wrapped a hand around the back of Somi's head, pulling her in gently to force more tongue into her pussy.

"What a BBC does to women, y'all," the bull said. He filmed up close to get a good shot of Somi's tongue penetrating Bahiyyih's tight pussy, her hands digging into the pale flesh around it. Bahiyyih was a moaning mess clutching the edge of the bed for support.

Somi stuck her tongue out for the camera, licking her fingers and smiling as she took it back from the bull. The bull lifted Bahiyyih onto the bed, positioning her on all fours. Bahiyyih looked back in shock, the bull was standing on the bed with his legs on either side of her thighs, squatting down over her.

He grabbed his BBC and mashed the head against her entrance, probing her tightness until the lips were parted just enough for him to push inside. Somi rushed around to the other side of the bed to catch Bahiyyih's facial expression. Bahiyyih's mouth fell wide open, her eyes closed tightly, she let out a scream as her hands gripped the blankets and pulled tight.

"Give me that fuckin' pussy," the bull groaned, wrapping Bahiyyih's hair up in one hand while the other held her hip. Bahiyyih's eyes rolled back as he yanked her hair, forcing her to arch her back inward. "That's it, face down ass up, wasian bitch!" he grunted, driving his BBC into her.

Bahiyyih wasn't the only one struggling, Somi was trying to film with one hand because the other was buried down the front of her pants playing with her clit. Bahiyyih found herself face down ass up, biting the blanket and lifting it with her teeth to stifle her screaming.

"Fuck yes," Somi moaned, absolutely attacking her own clit as the bull began to thrust into Bahiyyih. She pulled her slick fingers from her pants long enough to yank the blanket out of Bahiyyih's mouth for a clear shot of her face. Bahiyyih looked at the camera, staring directly into the lens while biting her bottom lip.

"You like that?" Bahiyyih asked the camera, panting and gasping with her tongue almost hanging out of her mouth. "You like the way this black daddy fucks me?" Bahiyyih asked, "his BBC is so fucking big, bigger than any pink dick beta," Bahiyyih said.

She couldn't explain the sudden feeling of euphoric pleasure crashing over her, it almost felt like she was becoming lightheaded. The bull groaned at her words, his dark hands reached forward and wrapped around her neck, cinching tight around it. He gripped until her cheeks turned red, pulling back to create a deeper arch in her body.

Bahiyyih's tongue flopped out fully, her eyes crossed for a moment as she became a filthy moaning mess. Her eyes never left the camera the entire time no matter how hard the bull slammed into her. Her tight black turtleneck contrasted against her pale hands that clutched his wrists, her entire upper body lifted off the bed by the force of his hands around her neck.

So much cum sprayed from her that it drenched the blanket beneath them, soaked into the trousers around her knees and shot in thick streams onto the carpet behind them. It was her face that was the money shot, it contorted into expressions that Somi had rarely seen in other girls they'd filmed so far.

The bull let her go and Bahiyyih fell forward with her face crashing into the blankets. Her chest and tummy heaved as she sucked in air while the bull slammed away inside her. Somi found herself wishing she was in Bahiyyih's place, she was getting dangerously horny and desperate for some black cock.

Somi reached forward and laid out her hand for Bahiyyih to grab and hold it, squeezing tight. "It feels.. aah, so… good," Bahiyyih groaned through intermittent moans and the sound of nasty fat black dick squelching with every thrust into her cunt.

Somi knew that the bull had to be getting close and moved around behind him and Bahiyyih, getting the perfect shot of his heavy black body slamming a massive BBC into Bahiyyih's small frame. Somi could hardly hold the camera straight, her hands were shaking so bad from all the excitement in front of her.

"There's nothing more beautiful than a hung black cock taking what it wants and a black man getting what he deserves," Somi said from behind the camera as she reached out to feel the raw power of his pulsing cock.

She'd been filming for over two years now and still never got over how horny hardcore black cock domination made her. She'd filmed plenty of vanilla white-on-white, asian-on-asian, even white-on-asian, but nothing sold like black men pounding the living shit out of literally any race.

Bahiyyih continued moaning deeply, clutching the blankets and kicking her feet with every piston-like thrust of big black cock into her pussy. She'd never been stretched so much before, nor felt a dick that could go so deep. He slammed into her cervix multiple times, his veiny shaft stretching her walls and giving her such intense pleasure that she felt she was going to cum again.

Somi reached forward, her fingers brushing Bahiyyih's clit with gentle pressure that brought her immediately to the edge again. Bahiyyih screamed and buried her face into a pillow, squirting all over Somi's hand and across the bed without warning. "Fuck!" Bahiyyih cried, "your big black cock is making me cum so much!" she screamed, clutching the pillow for dear life.

The bull grabbed the back of her neck and continued pumping, driving the weight of his body forward to slam deep inside her. "Unnnnggghh! fuck! I'm gonna breed a wasian bitch!" he shouted, gripping Bahiyyih around the waist as he buried his BBC inside her.

Bahiyyih panted heavily, her eyes went wide as he grunted the words out. She screamed as his viscous black nut flooded her pussy, filling it up with thick sticky ropes of seed that squished and squelched with every half-thrust he continued to give her.

Somi lapped and prodded at Bahiyyih's soaking, gaped cunt, scooping the precious black seed out with her tongue until it was nearly spotless. "Two holes down," Somi smirked, turning the camera back around as Bahiyyih flopped onto her side and looked at her.

"What do you mean two holes down?" Bahiyyih asked with wide eyes. She was still panting and gasping, believing that she'd done everything required of her for the scene.

"Your contract says a cumshot in every hole, sweetie," Somi said, blowing her a kiss. Bahiyyih's jaw dropped, no way it said that, but when she hobbled over to re-read it she felt panic. Right there, in plain, albeit slightly vague wording, anal copulation resulting in male actor ejaculation and oral gratification resulting in male ejaculation were obvious, if only she'd read harder.

Her pants were still around her thighs, she'd hardly undressed at all. She turned to see Somi blowing a bubble with some gum, waiting patiently for the bull to recover enough for the next round of filming. "Don't worry, sweetie, I got you lots of lube," Somi said with a smile.

"How is… what?" Bahiyyih stammered. "There's no way that, oh no," Bahiyyih said, she felt like she going to be sick. There was no way that donkey dick black cock was about to fit into her asshole, absolutely no way, there wasn't enough lube on earth. Her whole body started to tremble nervously, she could feel the nausea coming.

"Well, you can take it up the ass or we can sue you, up to you, sweetheart," Somi said in a bubbly matter-of-fact sort of voice followed by another gum bubble pop. Bahiyyih set the clipboard down and looked at the bull, he was stroking his BBC back up to erection.

"That big black dick isn't going to fit!" Bahiyyih said, stamping the foot on the floor angrily. Somi grinned, blowing another bubble that popped. The bull groaned slightly, his BBC swelled significantly the moment she said the.

"Oh, it will, babygirl," Somi said simply. "Now take off those pants and let's get this over with, I have another scene to shoot in a couple hours, okay?" Somi said to Bahiyyih, who knew she had no real choice. Bahiyyih reluctantly pushed her pants and panties down, pulling them over her high top shoes that she felt too lazy to unlace.

"Let's get you positioned on your side and lubed up," Somi said. Bahiyyih obeyed, albeit reluctantly, and laid down on the edge of the bed on her side. Somi retrieved a bottle of lubricating oil and began to spread it across Bahiyyih's tight asshole.

"Oooo, might be the tightest one yet," Somi smirked, slowly sliding a finger into Bahiyyih's tight clenching asshole. It swallowed her finger up whole, pulling it in and allowing Somi to work it around and stuff her tight ass full of lube.

"Alright, let's get ready, I'll start recording," Somi said as the bull stood up with a rock hard erection in hand. He stood off to the side as Somi readjusted the camera and put a new storage card into it. "Okay, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1," she counted down until the red light returned.

"What's wrong?" Bahiyyih asked, looking up at him. "Big strong fucking bull like you can't even get his big black dick into my wasian ass?" Bahiyyih asked, remembering what Somi told her earlier about the nastiest girls get the highest pay.

"Ugh!" the bull groaned, pulling his hips back slightly and then spearing his hips forward to force his black cock into her asshole. Bahiyyih screamed as he penetrated for the first time, stretching her virgin asshole around the thick head and pressing his way in deeper.

"Fuck!" Bahiyyih screamed, twisting her torso to point up at the ceiling with her arms flopping to her sides. "Fuck it's so big!" Bahiyyih shrieked in pain as he pushed in deeper, groaning at how tight it was. "Fucking big dick daddy!" Bahiyyih shouted, biting into the fabric of her sleeve to try and suppress the pain for a moment.

The bull gave her ass a hard slap that left behind a red handprint and made her thigh jiggle. Somi ogled as his massive black dick worked its way inside Bahiyyih's impossibly tight asshole inch by slow inch. "I think that's all she's got," the bull groaned, he was hardly a third of the way in and already she was too tight to go any deeper.

Bahiyyih's eyes were rolled back as she stared up at the ceiling with moans escaping her at even the slightest twitch of his BBC. She felt him pulling back and toyed with him by clenching tight around his shaft, making it hard for him to pull back. "Holy fuck!" he grunted, feeling her ass literally pulling his black cock back into her ass.

"This ass is eating my dick alive!" the bull groaned, throwing his head back with a growl as half his length disappeared into Bahiyyih. She eased up on him after a few seconds, unable to keep her ass contracted around the girth of his black cock for much longer.

The camera recorded as copious amounts of glistening lube piled up around the ring of her ass, coating his black cock each time he pulled back only to push forward. Bahiyyih clutched fistfuls of blankets in her hands, screaming as the bull growled and started to fuck her like an animal.

"Bitch won't walk right for a week, I guaran-fucking-tee it," the bull said to the camera, sticking his tongue out and shaking it side-to-side. "Hnngg, yea, tight ass fuckin' bitch!" he shouted, gripping Bahiyyih around the waist to hold her still.

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP the bull found a steady rhythm to pump his long black cock into her over and over, pinning her in place for the camera to watch her first black cock anal destruction. Bahiyyih just kept screaming, flailing her hands and biting her own forearm to keep from outright shrieking.

"Ah yea, fuck yea, ah shit!" the bull grunted with his own eyes rolling around in their sockets. "Fuck this bitch is too tight!" he groaned, throwing his head back, he couldn't stop himself from unloading in her ass. His BBC erupted violently for the third time, sending thick spurts of cum into her ass to mix with the lube.

The bull looked like he was having a seizure as he hunched over groaning dumbly, eyes rolled back, hands trembling and legs buckling beneath him. He'd never had such a tight hole around his shaft and Bahiyyih was using it to her advantage.

"Keep it right there, black daddy," Bahiyyih said, sitting up a little bit and clenching tight around his shaft with her ass. "Make sure it's all out of those big heavy black balls, okay?" she said to him in a lusty voice that made the bull almost collapse on the spot. "We can't have you walking around loaded," she said to him.

The bull looked at the camera with a confused expression, then broke out in a grin. "We have GOT to have this one back again," he said to the camera. Somi nodded from behind it and pointed it down just as Bahiyyih released his BBC from her anal chokehold.

The cum leaked from Bahiyyih's ass slowly and Somi got up close for it, getting the perfect shots of the bubbling white seed oozing from her gaping asshole. The camera panned up Bahiyyih's body slowly until it hovered directly over her face where she smiled for it and bit her bottom lip.

"Did you like that, you filthy small dick boys?" Bahiyyih asked softly. "Better pump those weak little loads out, ruin them for me," she said to it, moaning and biting into her lip. She rolled her hips over flat with the rest of her body and reached up to put her hands on either side of the camera.

"See you next time, BNWO lovers!" she said, pulling the camera down for a kiss on the lens.

[habbzxxx]

Sullyoon: SSC Pt.1

Part of my St Marius series, see masterlist for more chapters. Directly follows the end of the last St Marius chapter. 8.2k words. Interracial, BBC, NSFW etc.

"You don't see that every day," a runway security guard that hated his job said. A large turboprop bush plane with oversized wheels made a rough landing at the end of the runway coming in hot, bouncing wildly as it caked mud onto its knobby tires and sprayed puddles of water in every direction. "I'm gonna guess they aren't here for the scenery," the guard next to the first one said.

It was a single runway airport in the middle of nowhere. The runway wasn't modern, it was dirt, and it was a mudhole after the recent rain. Planes rarely landed here other than the bi-weekly delivery of supplies for the nearby villages.

The plane came to a halt, engine still running, props still spinning, a dozen men exited with RAT rifles. The two guards threw their handguns into the mud and put their hands up, they wanted nothing to do with whatever was about to happen. A young woman stepped out last, clad in black tactical gear that hugged her form and a battered RAT rifle in her hands.

"Where?" she asked simply, looking at the two men. They pointed in a direction and the team of men immediately began to take off in a dead sprint. "You need these if you're going to provide security, silly," she said, picking the two handguns out of a puddle and handing them back to the guards. "Don't get involved and you'll both go home to your loved ones, the SSC doesn't kill civilians," Sullyoon said, patting them both on the cheek.

They tucked the handguns away in their holsters and watched Sullyoon skip behind the team of serious looking men. "I guess we got a free pass," one of them said, they looked over at the plane, the pilot shook his head no side-to-side and pointed at their shack. "I think the coffee is ready, wanna play cards?" one guard asked the other, who nodded.

Sullyoon caught up with her team in a jungle clearing, they had a man with a majestic looking mustache on his knees with his hands on the back of his head. Sullyoon reached forward and took a satchel from him, opening the canvas lid to see the contents. "We can do this the easy way, or we can book you a ticket to the pits of Cazacu," Sullyoon said, pulling a gnarly looking leather book from inside.

The man spoke only Spanish, he was sweating profusely, and he'd been waiting for a different plane to come and hopefully help him escape with the book. Sullyoon slung her rifle to her side and bent over in front of him until they were face-to-face. "Dónde están las Bunu Buru?" she asked patiently.

The man sighed, closed his eyes, pretending he wasn't surrounded by the most terrifying assortment of individuals in the Caribbean, maybe even the world. "Te lo mostraré en el mapa," he said, offering to show her on the map where he'd taken the artifact.

On a digital map he pointed to a small insignificant island north of Lo Tai Wanna, assuring her that the Bunu Buru were there. Sullyoon put away the tablet, bent over in front of him one more time, then reached a hand out to pat his head. "Muchos gracias, my buen chico," she said, petting him like a dog before turning and walking away.

"Come on, we have glazers to slot," Sullyoon said, the SSC operators left the man behind in the jungle. He watched them sink into the undergrowth, disappearing like ghosts. He trembled and breathed heavily, not daring to move until he saw their plane ascending. He got up and started to walk, mumbling to himself that his days of adventure and black market trading were over.

It was midday when the plane left the muddy runway, and it was midnight when the Bunu Buru camp smoldered and smoked. Mangled bodies were strewn about, some of them had fled toward the ocean and been shot in the tide, now their corpses were turning the water red and attracting small sharks.

There were many signs this was the warband responsible for the attack on Crater Bay that left a dozen dead and dozens more wounded. Just outside the camp the SSC team found the evidence they were looking for, the flayed and mangled bodies of St Marius citizens with their faces cut off, skin removed, hung upside down with most of the meat missing.

Sullyoon kicked a dead Bunu Buru warrior in a fur coat over, he had strapped one of the skinned faces to his own like a grotesque Halloween mask, his hand still clutched a chunk of human liver. "Animals," she said angrily, shooting the already dead warrior in the head for good measure.

"Collect the bodies, get them bagged, they will have to be identified through dental records," Sullyoon said as she held up a flashlight and noticed bloody footprints leading away from the camp. The small island was now swarming with SSC operators, Sullyoon took a couple with her to investigate the tracks further.

"See the left footprint is deeper and more defined than the right?" Sullyoon pointed out as she squatted down. "This one is carrying something, or someone," she said, looking around with her flashlight. They tracked for a fairly long distance, the fiery camp faded behind them and they found themselves in a jungle that had been picked clean of undergrowth by the Bunu Buru.

Sullyoon's ears stiffened at the sound of approaching feet that rushed toward her. She stood up, wheeled left and raised her rifle with the tactical weapon light turned on full blast, stopping the charging child in his tracks. He was armed with a stone knife, more than enough to disembowel or seriously harm someone.

Their commands for him to drop it went unanswered, the child snarled and hissed, lunging the knife toward Sullyoon. She panicked and raised her heavy boot, striking the child square in the face. Normally a child would take such a hard hit and stop, but this one jumped back up and tried once more to lunge at her with the knife held high.

Sullyoon fired two rounds into what appeared to be a boy just on the line between child and teenager, big enough to be considered a real threat, small enough she felt horrified for being forced to fire. Without warning the child's mother came rushing from out of nowhere, her shrieking filled the air and she carried a spear tipped with a bone point.

She left them no choice and the SSC operators dropped her in a hail of gunfire. The pair were lifeless on the ground, and attached to the child's right bicep was the pale skin of one of their captives. Sullyoon looked down at them, this was her life these days, hunting down crazed cannibals that willingly raped and murdered.

Since the late 1700's the Bunu Buru terrorized, pillaged, raped, robbed, murdered and abducted islanders for sport, ritual, and pleasure. The government of St Marius issued Certificates of Service from 1760 to 1902, quite literally paying for the heads of any hunted Bunu Buru. In 1914 the government declared war on the Bunu Buru, a war that continued into the modern day.

"How do you deal with something so feral that almost three centuries of war hasn't changed anything?" Sullyoon wondered, looking down at the lifeless bodies. The Bunu Buru were resilient if anything, every time the government hunted a new tribe down and killed them it seemed like half a dozen sprang up to replace it.

The natives on Lo Tai Wanna regularly converted to Buruism and replenished their ranks, often by force after being taken captive in raids. It didn't help that the tribes refused government help, and they were largely illiterate with vulnerable minds. "Captain, we located a Karazi bunker on the island, what are your orders?" A voice came through over the radio, calling for Sullyoon.

"Use the FMD, I want whatever is inside to stay intact," Sullyoon said, referring to the Frequency Modulation Device, a highly advanced weapon that could target interior rooms, buildings and enclosed spaces from outside, emitting a high pitched frequency that was nothing short of pure torture.

Sullyoon left the bodies where they fell, returning to the decimated Bunu Buru camp where the SSC had started piling the bodies for burning and destruction. The device turned on and moments later the Karazi came running out, surrendering to the SSC. Sullyoon followed behind a well trained team of operators that stormed the building, gathering intelligence, documents, data and more.

Blood trickled from the nose of the Karazi commander, the FMD had worked as intended with no deaths, just intense headaches that would subside in a couple of hours. Sullyoon found several SSD drives in a stack, which struck her as odd. "Why so many?" she asked herself, only two laptops were present.

She tucked them into her flatpack, a slim type of backpack used for minimal gear storage. The SSC took one last look around the area and packed the Karazi prisoners onto helicopters, they would likely end up in the prison camps on St Balzac.

Sullyoon and her team arrived back at their SSC station some time later, they were weary and tired. Sullyoon walked down the blinding bleach white hallway with her boots leaving behind tracks of mud and blood on the floor. She boarded the elevator and began her descent to the SSC's underground complex.

It had a prisoner wing capable of holding two thousand people in sliver cells that were approximately 8ft long and 4ft wide (2.5 meters by 1.3 meters), they had only a bed on the floor and a toilet in the corner, and each cell door was made of thick transparent plastic. Despite the size only 74 people were currently being housed there, all high ranking Karazi and Wehari officials except for one, an unassuming St Marius police officer arrested in connection with more than two dozen killings.

Sullyoon exited the elevator and was greeted by a small 10ftx10ft (3x3m) square room that had three doors with keycard readers next to them. The prison door was on the right, the door to the science wing was on the left, and the door directly in front of her led to a control room that would make other intelligence agencies cream their pants.

She swiped her card to the control room and entered. Monitors everywhere, hundreds of consoles, hundreds of people silently watching and lurking. The far left wall operated drones, the middle and right side operated surveillance, and the lower deck was where the Hall of Artifacts was.

Sullyoon walked down the middle aisle, some took a moment to glance at her, some continued working, and some whispered about the book in her hand. She reached the end of the room where an unmarked and unassuming door waited, this one had a guard in front of it that looked at her and nodded.

"Three, two, one," the guard counted down, they swiped their keycards at the same time and the door went through a lengthy process to unlock itself. Sullyoon never got tired of hearing the loud clunks of the locks, then the hiss of the door opening just enough for her to grab the edge and pull it open all the way.

It closed on its own behind her, then she spread her legs and arms out in an X to be sprayed with a neutralizing agent that would kill any possible contaminants she could bring in. A second door opened once the process was complete. She next removed her boots and set them aside on a rack, donning a pair of soft soled slip on shoes in her size.

"Please stand on the X," a robotic female voice said. Sullyoon stood on the big red X with a circle around it, scanners covered her entire body, then the chamber began to fill with a gas that reached up to her neck. She tilted her head back and held her breath for the next fifteen seconds to avoid breathing any of it in, then it was sucked through vents on the floor to exhaust it.

"Please present your handprint and retina scan," the voice said to her. Sullyoon pressed her left hand to a scanner, it beeped and turned green. She leaned over and allowed another scanner to scan her eyes, again turning green with approval. "Welcome to the Hall of Artifacts, agent SY-7," the voice said.

There was a final series of clunking locks and the last door opened to reveal a climate controlled museum of artifacts and objects that just couldn't be allowed on display anywhere else. She passed a pair of crystal skulls swirling with energy, a ceramic vase with paint that glowed in her presence and faded when she walked away, an ancient Anglo-Saxon sword and helmet, a glass fish bowl with nothing in it, and many more.

Paintings that held secrets, books with arcane text, some scrolls in unknown languages, small objects that pulsed and glowed with energy, and an extensive collection of fossils and mummified remains. This was her third favorite place after Nakamura Noodles and the National Library.

She set the book upon a table, not opening it. "It's just like you to be nowhere in sight when you actually have work to do," Sullyoon said in a quiet tone that somehow sounded extremely loud due to the acoustics of the museum. The book was gnarly, grizzled, frayed around the edges and bound with what looked like a patchwork of human skin.

"What fascinating specimen have you brought me this time?" a black man in a wheelchair asked from behind her. He had oversize glasses, a white lab coat, his pocket full of pens and a black beanie hat atop his head.

"A glazer grimoire," Sullyoon said without turning to look at him. "I thought you would find it interesting," Sullyoon said, looking over her shoulder as he wheeled himself over to the other side of the examination table.

"You thought correctly, SY-7," he said excitedly, "only one other grimoire has ever been recovered, the Bunu Buru typically do not keep written records," he said as Sullyoon held herself back from saying anything. She knew the Bunu Buru were illiterate and only their most elder members were taught to read or write for the sole purpose of performing esoteric spells and rituals from these rare books.

The Sepulcher Signal Corps began in the mid 1700s as a counter to the Bunu Buru and their dark magic. Their sole purpose was to wage a righteous crusade against the so called "darktide" of magic being practiced in the jungles by freed slaves. Their purpose was elevated when the Bunu Buru became violent murderers.

"See if we can learn anything from it, Harry," Sullyoon said to him. She was about to turn and leave when he pulled the book to him and immediately threw it back onto the table with a yelp. "What happened?" Sullyoon asked, Harry was clutching his hand as if he was in a great deal of pain.

"I think it burned me," Harry said, wincing and looking at the palm of his hand. Sullyoon walked around the table to him and held him by the back of his hand, turning it over to see burn marks on his palm and fingertips. "It didn't burn you?" he asked her, Sullyoon shook her head no and presented her hands to him.

She looked at the book for a moment, wondering whether to touch it or not. She reached out and picked it up slowly, nothing happened. "Fascinating," Harry said as Sullyoon examined it in her hands but didn't open it. "Open it, SY-7, let's see what's inside," Harry said, he was wondering why it burned him but not her.

Sullyoon knew that she probably shouldn't open a cursed artifact like this and shook her head no. "I'm not opening it unless the Wardens are present," Sullyoon said, referring to the Wardens of the Sepulcher Signal Corps. They were a group of highly skilled and very well educated men that dedicated their lives to researching the artifacts within the museum and across the world. They were the St Marius version of the Inquisition in a lot of ways.

"I understand," Harry said, not pressing her further. "Since you can handle it for whatever reason, I'll have you place it in a containment box," he said, wheeling himself over to a long wall of numbered deposit boxes. "We'll put it in seven, that's your number," Harry said to her.

Sullyoon had her back turned to him, she rolled her eyes a bit when he said it was her number. Harry had a blatant crush on her and Sullyoon knew it, probably because she was the only female interaction he ever got down here. He never left the museum, never did anything except study and eat, he'd been paralyzed years ago in an accident that left him partially paralyzed and unable to walk more than a few feet at a time

Sullyoon pulled the box, setting the book inside gently. She turned the indicator on the front of the box to "UNDER REVIEW, LEVEL 5," and pushed the box back into the wall with an audible click of the lock. Sullyoon turned and looked around, then her eyes met Harry's, who was sitting with his hands resting on the arms of his wheelchair.

"When was the last time you left this place, Harry?" Sullyoon asked. Harry looked confused and began to think about it, scratching his head and really racking his brain. He pulled off his beanie and readjusted it, looking up at her with a slight sigh.

"About five years ago, never had a reason to leave," Harry said to her. Sullyoon looked down at herself clad in black tactical gear that contrasted with the glossy white floors and walls around her. "Why do you ask, SY-7?" Harry asked her, he was hoping she wasn't planning on leaving soon, he really liked her company despite her cold personality.

"We should have dinner together," Sullyoon said, folding her arms and looking at him. Harry's eyebrows shot up, he looked completely surprised, nobody in the SSC had ever visited him outside of business, and he hadn't sat down for dinner with someone else since he left his family.

"Sure, I'd like that," Harry said to her. His mind was racing with a multitude of thoughts that ran through all his shortcomings and problems, tangling with questions of why she would want to spend her time with someone like him.

"Five hours, I'll come and get you," Sullyoon said, looking at her watch and setting an alarm. "Wear something that doesn't scream SSC," Sullyoon said as Harry wheeled his chair around in place, watching as Sullyoon exited the way she entered.

"Oh hell yea!" Harry shouted, his excitement reverberated around the museum and made the painted vase glow brightly. Sullyoon put her boots back on and shelved the shoes, her boots were now spotless and she noticed all the tracks she'd left on her way in were now gone.

Sullyoon waited at the elevator for it to open, she was soon joined by another operator clad in black with short blonde hair that waited beside her. "SY-7," Yeji said simply.

"YJ-0," Sullyoon said back to her. Neither of them turned to look at one another while standing in the small 10x10 room. The silence was thick, broken only by the sound of the elevator indicator light strip clicking each time it passed a floor.

"Good work slotting those glazers, Overlord was praising you," Yeji said, her hand reached up to a pouch on her vest and opened it to pull out a Shooting Star chocolate marshmallow crunch bar. "Hopefully one day we can work together," Yeji said, handing her the candy bar.

"It'll be sooner than you think," Sullyoon said, accepting the candy bar and pulling a Millionaire's Club caramel and nougat bar to give her in exchange. Yeji took it and the two of them tucked their exchanged candies away in the most eerie in sync sort of way, their motions almost exactly the same.

"I looked forward to it," Yeji said as they stepped into the elevator and she pressed the lobby button. Together they ascended silently and stepped out into the white hallway that was impeccably clean and polished. "Happy hunting, SY-7," Yeji said as they split apart and went their separate ways.

"Happy hunting, YJ-0," Sullyoon said back to her. Sullyoon went down a different hallway and found herself in a room meant for debriefing. Three long hours passed where she was asked questions, everything about her was monitored from heart rate to brain activity, and in the end she was released to change into civilian clothes just in time to meet Harry.

"Thanks," Harry said as Sullyoon wheeled him over to a table and set the menu in his hands. She sat across from him and opened her own, looking at all the different types of ramen and the variety of combinations they could choose from. "It's been forever since I had non-instant ramen," Harry said, he had already settled on a basic beef ramen.

Sullyoon didn't know why this was her favorite place or why she continued coming here every chance she got. The floor was covered in sawdust and salt, garlic hung from the timber rafters, it was dimly lit and it smelled of fresh pine at all times. Harry looked around and wondered what the deal was with this place, it looked like the owners were trying to repel vampires or something, then he remembered that Sullyoon had recently dealt with some of those around Tarwood.

"I'll actually try the pork with hominy and mushrooms this time," Sullyoon said to a waitress that took their orders. "Lemon tea to drink," Sullyoon added, the waitress wrote it down on her notepad.

"The beef ramen with an egg on top and spring water if you have it," Harry said, the waitress nodded and wrote it down. Harry felt like he was about to burst with excitement being out of the museum for the first time in years, but his excitement was tamped down by how tired Sullyoon appeared to be.

She had heavy bags under her eyes, her motions were fatigued and her usual alertness was replaced by small yawns and eye rubbing. He was trying his best to think of something to say to her, but also didn't want to make her talk too much if she was really that exhausted.

The bell above the door rang to announce more customers, two asian women and a black man with a large afro and glasses stepped inside. "I'm telling you Belle, this place is one hundred percent goblin and vampire free, right Ichiro?" the first woman asked. Harry closed his eyes tight and pushed his glasses up to rub them, he thought he was seeing things.

When he put his glasses back on he was stunned, the woman taking a seat at the counter looked like an exact twin of the Sullyoon sitting in front of him. "Uh, hey, SY-7," Harry said nervously, Sullyoon rested her cheek on her palm and looked at him.

"What is it, Harry?" she asked tiredly, she was hoping some hot food would help wake her up and she would be able to actually talk to him. Harry gulped and looked over at the counter, then back at Sullyoon, then back to the counter, then back to Sullyoon.

"I um, I'm not sure, you're here, but you're also over there," Harry said to her. Sullyoon looked at him for a moment, her eyes went wide. She turned to look over her shoulder and felt a rush of panic running through her. "Do you have a twin sister?" Harry asked, trying to wrap his head around the situation.

"Something like that," Sullyoon said quietly. "Harry, don't say anything, don't attract their attention, don't look at them," Sullyoon said as she pulled the hood of her hoodie up to hide her face. She angled her chair so the women at the counter could only see her back, and leaned over pretending to cough in the opposite direction of the waitress when she brought their food, Sullyoon felt so relieved that it was a different waitress.

"What is it, SY-7?" Harry asked, he wanted to know what was going on and why two of her were in one place. He could overhear the two women talking, one was named Belle and the other was definitely also named Sullyoon, it only added to his confusion.

"Like I said, the best way to deal with one of those stupid little goblins is to hit them with pocket sand that's mixed up with some garlic and salt, they hate it," the Sullyoon at the counter said to the other woman. Harry watched his Sullyoon nervously eat with her hood obscuring her face.

"I'll explain everything later, Harry," Sullyoon said to him, "just eat and act natural," she said, hoping he would listen. She prayed that they would leave before they did, or else they were going to be in a world of weirdness that she really didn't want to deal with.

"All the basement soup shops in this country and she has to walk into this one while I'm here," Sullyoon thought to herself angrily. Harry nodded and set his glasses on the table, not looking at the women at the counter while he ate his ramen.

"This is really good," Harry said. It was steaming hot, the noodles were thick and chewy, he liked that. And the broth was perfect, bursting with flavor but not overwhelmed by salt. He took another bite, this time he had a piece of beef so tender that it was falling apart in his mouth.

"Jerry you stupid fucking dumbass coon, what the fuck are you doing?" the other Sullyoon said angrily, Harry could see that the black boy with them had spilled his soup all over the counter. "I can't take your black ass anywhere," she said as the waitress got a whole roll of paper towels to try and clean it up.

"I'm sorry, he's black," the other Sullyoon said, "last week we tried to take him up on a Ferris wheel and he was crying in the gondola like the sissy leftist bitch he is," she said. The waitress just nodded quietly while soaking up the soup. "Embarrassing, you broke ass black piece of shit," Sullyoon said to Jerry.

Harry continued to eat, even if Sullyoon wasn't feeling too talkative at the moment he felt the company was enough on its own. "I like this place, Harry, it's the best," Sullyoon said quietly, she was looking right at him as she took a big bite. She could feel the energy returning to her body slowly, her brain starting to work again once she had some food in her belly.

"We should try a new place together every week," Sullyoon said to him. Her words made his brain melt, he paused with his fork halfway to his mouth and nearly dropped it.

"Every week?" he asked her, he couldn't imagine sitting across from someone so beautiful in public every single week. Sullyoon nodded quietly and took another bite followed by a short sip of her lemon tea.

"Have a good night, Ichiro!" the other Sullyoon said, she left some money on the counter and her group exited. Harry's Sullyoon looked over her shoulder for a moment to see that they were gone and then lowered her hood and used her hands to fix her hair.

The original waitress came over to check on them, she paused and glanced over at the counter, then at Sullyoon. "Weren't you just over there?" the waitress asked, "wait, you were here, and then you were there, and," the waitress said, noticing that the two Sullyoon's were dressed differently. "Ah, you just put your hoodie on, got it," the waitress said, smiling and refilling Harry's water.

"Yea, I was visiting with a couple people I recognized over there," Sullyoon said. The waitress bought it and nodded, she'd been in the back almost the entire time, so it seemed believable enough.

Sullyoon pushed Harry's wheelchair down the impeccably smooth sidewalks of Fort Habbington. It was dark outside, the lights were beautiful, and she knew just where to go. "It's not much farther," Sullyoon said as she pushed Harry up an incline with a decent amount of exertion.

Palisade Park was a large half-moon shaped park in the middle of Fort Habbington. It sat atop a large hill that was once an elevated fighting position with layers of palisade walls arranged like a maze. The idea back then was to tire out any attacking force while peppering them with rifle and cannon fire, distracting them while the main Dutch force organized in the nearby fortress for a counter attack.

The palisades were gone now and all that remained was the hill. It had paved trails through it, towering trees, picnic tables, and hundreds of benches. It was a popular place during the day for photography and a relaxing place at night to sit and look at the lights of the ever-growing capital.

Sullyoon parked Harry's wheelchair next to a bench and he eased himself onto it without her help. She sat down beside him, hands in her hoodie pocket, slouched down slightly with her legs spread a little. Harry hadn't seen the outside of SSC headquarters in a long time, and whenever he did it was always some mundane meeting at the SMIS or Monolith buildings.

"You didn't have to bring me up here, SY-7, but I do appreciate it," Harry said, "this is really beautiful," he added. Sullyoon breathed in some of the balmy tropical air, she didn't get to spend a whole lot of time away from the SSC either.

"About earlier, Harry," Sullyoon wasn't looking at the lights or him, she was staring down at the boots on her feet wondering how things got this far. "Remember that project the SSC did two years ago?" she asked, drifting a little bit to memories of it. Harry could think of dozens of noteworthy projects, but not any particular one.

"Project Multitude," Sullyoon blurted out, "the one where the SSC used the Birood Machine to open up parallels?" Sullyoon asked Harry. He nodded, that was a well known project within the SSC and suddenly he knew where this was going.

"So you're a.." Harry trailed off, Sullyoon nodded. It made sense now, the SSC had looked into parallel worlds for a long time, as far back as the 1920s.

"My world was failing when the SSC found me," Sullyoon kept staring at her boots the entire time, hands still in her pocket. "Mine was a little bit behind, about two years or so, but it was different and much more dystopian," Sullyoon said to Harry while tilting her head up to see rich purples and oranges across the city skyline.

"Famine everywhere, crashing economies, we had just concluded a world war and then started another five years later," Sullyoon said with a deep sigh. "Everyone in my family was dead, the SSC gave me the opportunity to live in a world where none of that happened," Sullyoon said, "and I took it, because there was nothing left for me there," she finished.

There was a pause for a few seconds, both of them were looking over the skyline that glittered and gleamed with a calming glow. "I'm glad that you did," Harry's voice broke the silence, "someone has to protect this place, and you're the best the SSC has at doing that," Harry told her.

"Thanks, Harry," Sullyoon said simply.

A few moments later…

"What the hell, SY-7!" Harry shouted into the night. Sullyoon was on her knees going to town on his cock, slobbing on his knob, absolutely suck starting a powerful erection the likes of which Harry hadn't felt in years. He was partially paralyzed from the waist down, able to walk very short distances, and able to feel Sullyoon's amazing lips and tongue.

Sullyoon locked eyes with him, staring through Harry's oversize glasses that reflected the lights of the city behind her. "SY-7! stop!" Harry said, he couldn't believe she just pounced on him like that. Harry had gone his entire life without attention from women, and now his brain was exploding.

Harry's BBC pulsed enthusiastically with every touch of Sullyoon's tongue and every stroke of her hands. Her lips wrapped around her head and she began to suck on it again, swallowing it deep into her throat with little effort behind the motion.

Sullyoon's lips pulled tight around the shaft as she nestled the head and a good couple inches into her throat with a minor gag. "SY-7, fuck, that's it!" Harry pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and groaned appreciatively. Sullyoon's head bobbed backward and let his black cock flop from her lips, a thin strand of spit connected them to the tip.

"Feels good, huh?" Sullyoon smiled up at him and Harry could make out her beautiful face despite how dark it was. Harry breathed heavily, his heart beating in his throat. The thumping of his heartbeat only increased when Sullyoon stood up and started pushing down her black pants to reveal a tight round ass.

Sullyoon turned to face away from him, giving him a little lapdance as she pushed her pants down. Harry reached into his pocket quickly and pulled out an inhaler, taking a deep breath. "She's not going to do it," Harry repeated over and over in his head.

Sullyoon leaned back and between her legs to hold Harry's big black cock up, guiding the head to her wet pussy. "Oh fuck she's doing it!" Harry's internal voice screamed. Sullyoon bit her bottom lip and worked his fat black dick into her pussy slowly, her hips gently working their way down side-to-side.

Harry's hands reached out in front of him and slid over Sullyoon's hips. They shook more than they ever had, trembling with every soft inch of Sullyoon's flesh that they traveled over. "She's so fucking soft," Harry thought to himself, he couldn't keep his eyes open, the pleasure was too much.

Harry's head was thrown back, mouth wide open, eyes twitching like he was having a seizure of some kind. His hands dug into Sullyoon's hips and ass, latching onto the pale flesh with a deep groan. Sullyoon leaned forward and continued to ride slowly, biting her lip and moaning.

Sullyoon didn't know why she was doing it, or why she even took him out on a date. "Uh huh, just like that," Sullyoon said, "I'm gonna take all of it to the balls," she moaned as she let her hips crash down fully on his BBC. She could feel the head punching into her cervix, nestled as deep as it could go inside her tight and slender body.

Harry let out an open mouth moan that carried on for a few seconds. Sullyoon's hips raised again and dropped down hard on his big black cock, taking it all the way to the base before raising up once more. The slow and leisurely clapping of their hips carried through the park, joining their mutual moans as Sullyoon gave him something he'd never experienced before.

"You're so tight, SY-7!" Harry cried out as his orgasm began to build quickly. "I'm gonna…" he groaned out loud, head thrown back over the bench with his pulse racing. Sullyoon slammed her hips down and stopped moving, she laid back against him and giggled.

"Don't think about it, don't do it," Sullyoon smiled as she kissed his neck and cheek. Harry felt a couple drops of cum spill from the tip deep inside her, but managed to resist blowing the rest of his load. "You probably have so much cum in those big black balls, don't you?" Sullyoon asked him with her hot breath on his neck.

"Cum just begging for release deep inside me," Sullyoon whispered with her hand wrapping around the back of his head. She rolled her hips on his BBC slowly and Harry felt his orgasm returning with a vengeance. He groaned with his hands running under her hoodie to feel her soft tummy.

"SY-7, I'm, aaah!" he panted as her hips rode the full length of his black dick deep inside her. "I'm gonna cum if you don't stop!" he shouted, feeling himself right at the point of no return. Sullyoon's hips didn't come to a stop, they continued to lift and grind on his black cock until Harry's mouth fell open again.

His hands pulled tight to her tummy as he let loose an explosive orgasm deep inside her pussy. "I told you not to," Sullyoon smirked, kissing him on the cheek. She continued to ride him through his orgasm, ensuring that every last drop of his nut was drained into her body.

Sullyoon kissed his cheek and slowly lifted herself from his BBC with his load gushing out and down her thighs. She yanked up her pants and brushed back her hair with her hands, then smiled and held a hand out for Harry to grab.

They made their way back down to the city with Sullyoon pushing him in his wheelchair. "This isn't the way to the headquarters, SY-7," Harry said to Sullyoon as she rounded a corner and pushed him in the wrong direction.

"I know, Harry," Sullyoon said back to him. "It's the way to my apartment," she told him while passing by shops that were closing up for the night. Harry was exhausted, he was up nearly three hours past his usual bedtime and he was feeling the effects of it.

Sullyoon wheeled him into her apartment and Harry noticed a severe lack of any and all decor or art of any kind. The only thing on display was a table with stacks of books on it, high fantasy books from decades ago. Among the stacks of books were piles of notebooks with a fountain pen resting atop them.

"Sorry about the mess, I've been writing a book," Sullyoon tried to rush Harry out of the front room and into the kitchen but he put his hands on the wheels and stopped her.

"Can I read it?" Harry asked, he loved books, they were all he really had to pass time in the sleek museum that had become more of a futuristic dungeon to him. Sullyoon breathed in deeply, she felt self-conscious about it, but nodded anyway.

"Sure," she said simply, letting go of his wheelchair. Harry rolled himself over to the table and picked out the notebook labeled Act One, assuming it had to be the start of whatever she was writing.

A female knight rushing across a bridge to fight invading goblins, desperately trying to buy time until reinforcements could arrive from kingdom. It had gnomes, fairies, a monk turned warrior, and a rampaging bull from a nearby farm that sent goblins flying into the river under the bridge.

The few pages he read were intriguing, but his attention was soon stolen away by Sullyoon once again. "Harry, do you want to read that stupid book or do you want to get in my bed?" Sullyoon asked him, she was standing completely naked in the hallway except for a pair of black thigh high socks.

Harry set the notebook down and rolled his wheelchair as fast as he possibly could to chase her down the hall. He turned to enter her bedroom and felt her grabbing him up, lifting him out of his chair with force and throwing him onto the bed.

She climbed on top of him with a smile and grabbed his wrists, kissing him. Harry couldn't believe it, his black cock was already hard again and his mind was melting at all the attention she gave him. "SY-7, please," he groaned as she kissed his neck and chest.

"Let me do some of the work," he said to her, running a hand through her soft hair. Sullyoon looked up at him, pausing as she reached his tummy. She nodded, but continued kissing down to his cock and took it back into her mouth to suck on it deeply.

She worked him with both hands stroking, mouth sucking the head and upper shaft. She worked his BBC hard and maintained eye contact the entire time, only breaking it when she lifted her mouth from his cock to flick it across the head teasingly.

She stroked him, holding his black cock upright while tending to his heavy black balls sagging between his legs. She wanted to make sure he had a night to remember, and Harry already knew he was never going to forget it.

Sullyoon sucked him some more, slobbering all over his package and leaving it a wet throbbing mess. "How do you want me?" Sullyoon asked, unsure how he was going to fuck her given that he could only walk a few steps at most. Harry gently placed a hand under her chin and guided her up to him, kissing her.

"Get on your tummy for me, SY-7," he said. Sullyoon flopped down on her tummy beside him and Harry pulled himself on top of her. He positioned himself the best that he could and reached down to guide his cock into her sticky wet pussy.

Harry groaned and lifted himself up on his palms, using everything he had to start proneboning Sullyoon slowly. His hips sank his black cock deep into Sullyoon, only able to lift slightly, but the girth of his shaft gave her more than enough pleasure with even the slightest movement against her walls.

He was only a minute or two in when he felt the strength sapping from his body, finding it hard to keep pumping into Sullyoon's tight pussy. "SY-7, I can't," Harry panted, his hips were already giving out. He rolled off Sullyoon and laid on his back feeling embarrassed.

Sullyoon tied her hair back in a ponytail and mounted him, slipping his BBC back inside her. "Don't worry," she smiled, "I'll take care of you tonight," she whispered with a kiss on his lips. Her hips began to rock back and forth, taking in the majority of his throbbing black cock.

Harry placed his hands on her naked hips and grabbed her ass before running them up her sides and back down. "She's so fucking soft," he thought to himself. The touch of her skin, the sweat beading down her body, the sight of her planting those hands onto his chest as she rode him slowly.

Harry reached down to finger her clit, Sullyoon bit her lip and moaned loudly. "Just like that!" Sullyoon exclaimed as her hips picked up speed and lifted higher. A couple minutes later she was riding him so hard that Harry was afraid the bed would break.

Her hips clapped down on his loudly, she screamed every time his BBC slammed into her cervix, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She covered his black cock in cum but didn't slow down, it only seemed to peak her intensity and make her go even faster.

"SY-7! holy shit!" he shouted loudly. Harry's mouth fell open, his glasses slid down his forehead and he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to. She moaned and growled, pinching her own nipples while riding him hard.

"Give me another big black nut in my pussy!" Sullyoon shouted, "fill me the fuck up with seed!" she demanded. Harry was in no position to reject her demands, and seconds later he was giving her that wild second orgasm she had been chasing for almost ten minutes.

He felt the cum flowing into her with thick spurts that covered his entire shaft. Sullyoon panted, but didn't stop riding him. Her body continued to slam up and down on him, producing thick webs of sticky nut that made a bubbling white mess of their hips.

"You've got one more rope in you, give it to me, give me that fucking nut!" Sullyoon urged him as she leaned over and caressed his sweaty face. Harry felt his hips buck one last time as he forced a single surge of cum into her, groaning as he did so.

Sullyoon kissed him one more time and the two of them cuddled until they passed out. Harry awoke the next morning to a fully uniformed Sullyoon standing beside the bed with her arms crossed. "We're going to be late, Harry," she said sternly, checking her watch.

He realized it was pretty late, he didn't even have time to shower and get clean. A van waited for them outside and Sullyoon helped him get into it, they were taken to SSC headquarters. They went through the lobby, elevator, control room, the decontamination chambers, then back to the museum where Sullyoon let go of his wheelchair reluctantly.

"Thanks for the date, SY-7," Harry said, wheeling himself around. Sullyoon nodded to him and shuffled in place for a moment looking around at all the objects.

"I don't have a new assignment yet, maybe I can help you out down here until then," Sullyoon said to him. Harry looked around, there wasn't a whole lot to do, the bulk of his job was making sure nothing got knocked over and nobody touched anything without authorization.

Before Harry could respond, Sullyoon's Snipe device went off, alerting her of a high priority assignment. "Sorry, Harry, I have to go," she said, tucking the device away. "Next week though, you and me," she said with a smile while walking backward toward the exit.

"I can't wait," Harry said to her. The door closed behind Sullyoon and he wheeled around in a circle, he was alone again, but he had something to look forward to.

Sullyoon walked into the control room where Yeji was waiting along with a team of operators. "Agents, the president has gone missing along with two rangers, the ship transporting them was last reported around this area," an SSC commander said as he pointed to a transparent glass map of St Marius.

"I don't need to tell you what to do, it is imperative that we find the president," he said. Sullyoon, Yeji, and the SSC operators all saluted with a "YES SIR!" and then rushed into the armory to gear up.

Yeji was just like Sullyoon, pulled from another dying world while her doppelganger was running free somewhere else in the present one. "Hey, SY-7, you should try one of these," Yeji said to Sullyoon, handing her an experimental pistol with a red dot and round counter on the back of the slide.

"You should try one of these," Sullyoon handed Yeji a combat knife that resembled a karambit. Yeji strapped it to her belt and the two of them looked each other in the eyes for a brief moment. Sullyoon raised her hand, Yeji grasped it, clutching them together between them in an A shape.

"Let's operate," Sullyoon said. Yeji grinned and the two of them were soon careening down a muddy road toward the bushplane.

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Mina/Kazuha/Sohee/Saerom/Hitomi: Together

Part of my St Marius Island series, see my masterlist for more chapters. 3k words. BBC, BNWO, NSFW, creampie, interracial, black male x asian female, tropical AU. This is a little throwback 3 year anniversary chapter featuring the original 5 idols I started with, it takes place before the Temple of Koom Pt.3. If you're reading this on Tumblr, I probably haven't brought those chapters over yet, you can read them via the AFF/AO3 links in my masterlist. This is just a smut chapter so you won't be missing any continuity or plot lines by not reading the Temple of Koom chapters. I'm new to Tumblr still, but I want to say thanks for 1.1k followers in less than a year. I hope you enjoy my works as much as I enjoy writing them.

The St Marius flags were waving, the music was pumping, and the beach was full of hot bodies drenched in sweat. The sun had gone down hours ago, but the party was just beginning. It was Color Day across St Marius, the annual celebration of all things distinct to the islands.

It was like St Patrick's Day, except if you weren't wearing orange and purple you got your ass slapped. That wasn't an issue for Sohee, Saerom, Mina, Kazuha, or Hitomi, who had all carefully selected orange and purple outfits to avoid looking out of place. Those same outfits were now strewn about a short distance from the party.

All five girls were in a neat line, each one on their knees, their bodies stripped half naked, tank tops pushed up above their chests. Their pretty faces were stuffed full of big black cock, heads bobbing back and forth, sucking and slurping nastily. Each had their own distinct style, one that had been practiced through their own experiences.

Hitomi liked to pleasure the head with her mouth, sucking it in until it touched her throat, then she'd pleasure the remainder with her hands. Sohee just went for it, sucking the dick hard, deepthroating, and caressing the balls. Saerom preferred to stroke while using her tongue all over the balls, shaft and head. Mina loved deepthroat, she loved feeling it bulge her out, and she loved cradling the balls. Kazuha was the sloppiest, she also loved deepthroat, and any cock she sucked was always a complete mess by the time she was done.

Their heads bobbed back and forth, occasionally in sync for a few seconds before their rhythms became chaotic. Regardless, there was a certain harmony in their motions, one that had all five dark skinned bulls appreciating their efforts.

Every chin dripped with spit, their chests soaked, hands glistening. "Aah!" Mina said with an audible pop of her lips as she let a fat black cock flop from her mouth and into her hand. Kazuha turned to her and kissed her deeply, their tongues pushing against one another while BBC filled their hands.

"Don't ever stop, stay addicted with me," Mina said, kissing Kazuha one more time before the bulls switched. Kazuha felt a pair of hand grabbing her head and guiding her mouth onto his hard black cock. From the corner of her eye she could see Mina was already deep on hers with her chin in his heavy balls.

Hitomi was gasping, wiping the spit from her chin as she laid back on a beach towel and spread her pale legs. Before she even had the time to catch her breath she was being penetrated, her tight pussy stretched with an audible scream emanating from her lips.

Hitomi's back lifted up into an arch, her hands drifted from the towel and clawed at the sand. Her cheeks were red and her eyes focused on the big black cock now drilling itself into her, watching its length and girth disappear into her small body.

Hitomi's left foot kicked, planting itself in the sand as the bull gave her the first set of thrusts that ran along her sensitive walls. Her pussy tightened around him, clenching hard, she couldn't stop her eyes from closing in pleasure.

Sohee and Saerom were still going back and forth between their respective bulls, sucking them hard and trading back and forth. "Yea, get deep on it, suck it, suck that big fucking black dick," Sohee said to Saerom, placing her hand on the back of her head to push until she gagged.

Saerom recoiled, but Sohee doubled down. "Good bunnies don't choke, try again," Sohee said, pushing Saerom back forward. Saerom had a fiery look in her eyes while being held down deep on BBC, but she felt it melting away once the head bulged her throat.

Mina and Kazuha had laid out a couple of beach towels and joined Hitomi, taking up either side of her, except they were on their hands and knees, legs spread, elbows on the ground. Hitomi moaned loudly, the black cock stretching her out was so big, the bull could hardly fit half of his length in before bottoming out.

"It's so big, it's soooooo big," Hitomi moaned to Mina, who kissed Hitomi on the forehead and smiled. Kazuha let out a long trailing whimper, moaning as a big black cock slid into her from behind. Hitomi felt her tight body being rolled up, screaming as the bull took her in mating press and began piledriving her on the still warm sand.

Mina bit her bottom lip and tried, but failed, to stifle a deep moan. She collapsed forward into her forearms, burying her face betweem them as the bull first slapped his heavy black cock against her slit, then pressed forward and eased himself into her slowly.

A slow and controlled PLAP.. PLAP.. PLAP.. could be heard as the bulls nearly synced up in their movements, driving their BBC's into Hitomi, Mina, and Kazuha all at once.

Sohee moaned loudly, gripping Kazuha's hand as she felt black cock invading her tight pussy. She could hear Saerom moaning, she was the vocal one, she loved to be loud and nasty all the time. Sohee laid back leisurely, turning her head to look at Kazuha, whose eyes were rolling.

Kazuha found a small amount of composure for a few seconds and used it to smile at Sohee, leaning over to press their lips together. Hitomi turned her head to see Mina burying her face with deep moans, her tight frame getting pounded from behind. Hitomi looked up at her bull, then down at the cock slamming into her, her eye twitched and she felt her toes curling.

Hitomi squirted like a hose under pressure, her cum spraying everywhere, big thick jets of it drenching the bull above her under it dripped off his abs and ran down his thighs. "Oooooooh fuck!" Hitomi screamed, arching her back and slapping the sand beneath her, she couldn't believe how hard black cock made her cum every time.

Saerom spread her legs wide and invited the bull in deep, he pressed his weight forward until he was bottomed out, his throbbing, leaking cockhead nestled right up against her cervix. He began to slowly pull his hips back, watching her face give him an expression of satisfaction that only a true BBC bunny would give.

Sohee's strong legs locked behind her bulls thighs, one of her feet ran across his dark ass and up to the small of his back where her heel tried to pull him in deeper. Sohee gave him a devious smile, moaning as he gave her what she wanted, thick black cock deep in her guts.

"Deeper!" Sohee shouted, placing her hands on his dark forearms and arching her perfect body upward in pleasure. Kazuha grabbed Sohee's hand and held onto it, screaming as her bull showed no mercy and pumped her roughly with hard hitting thrusts that smashed her cervix painfully. Kazuha clenched her teeth and screamed, collapsing forward onto the towel with her ass straight up in the air for him to keep going.

Hitomi gave a dull grunt every time the bull raised his hips and let them drop back into her. He still had her in mating press, his weight curling her back with every pump, his balls slapping her wet asshole, her tiny body looked helpless beneath him as he took what he wanted from her pussy.

Mina brushed her hair back and moaned, biting her bottom lip as she began to throw her hips backward into the bulls to meet his thrusts. "Harder, please, harder," Mina gasped, she could feel his thrusts almost knocking the air out of her lungs. Her hips continued working against him, driving him in deeper, feeding herself more and more big black cock.

Saerom panted, the first beads of sweat began to appear on her chest. She gave a slight smile then her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him in deeper, her toned thighs and calves doing everything in their power to keep his BBC from pulling out. "I want that black seed inside me," Saerom said up to him, propping herself up on her elbows, "I want that nut," she said with a smile, throwing her head back.

Kazuha felt her toes curling behind her, her left foot kicking at the sand at the end of the towel. Kazuha was quiet, but even she couldn't be quiet with this much black dick in her. "It feels.. so good," Kazuha said with a pause in between words, it felt too good to be getting stretched again by BBC.

Hitomi's eyes continuously opened and closed, rolling without pause as she got her tummy bulged and her pussy stretched. The bull continued piledriving her, pounding her little puffed up cunt that gripped and cinched around his girth. Hitomi screamed wildly, the sounds of big black cock squelching in wet ass pussy filled her ears as she came hard again.

Saerom gripped Mina's hand tight, screaming as she blasted the bull with a thick stream of girlcum that saturated his lower body in a glistening sheen. Saerom arched her back, her eyes rolled, she couldn't do anything other than scream as her orgasm continued ripping through her.

"Oh fuck yea! give it to me just like that!" Sohee shouted, her strong legs pulled the bull in deep. Just like Hitomi and Saerom, Sohee had a massive orgasm that only tightened her legs around the bull driving him in deeper until he was almost balls deep inside. "Holy shit," the bull groaned, he could hardly pull his hips back, Sohee had him in an anaconda grip between her legs.

Hitomi went wide eyed, the bull went rigid, then his hips slammed deep into her and his big black cock began to let loose with a pent up load of seed flooding her insides. He continued to pump into her, the cum bubbling up around his shaft, squelching nastily until he finally pulled it from her and allowed it to gush out.

Mina was next, she reached back to touch her clit and began to experience a shattering orgasm just as her bull reached his climax. Mina erupted on him and in return he began to powerwash her insides with a spurting load of nut that could hardly be contained. The bull groaned, his body shaking, he'd never had a pussy so tight and trained before.

Saerom brushed her hair back and wrapped her arms around Mina, who collapsed on top of her whimpering and panting. "Did he breed you, princess?" Saerom cooed softly, stroking Mina's matted hair gently. Mina nodded and bit her bottom lip, nuzzling against Saerom's chest. "I'm about to get bred, too," Saerom smiled, continuing to pet her.

Hitomi crawled on her hands and knees to position herself behind Saerom's bull, she ran her hands over his sweat soaked chest, down his flat stomach and to his hips, gently encouraging him to keep going. "Just like that, give it to her," Hitomi said, kissing down his back.

She crawled over to Kazuha's bull, his strong hips rising into the air and crashing down atop her slender frame, making Kazuha moan and writhe beneath him. Hitomi couldn't resist, the sight of his strong black ass overwhelmed her black cock addled brain and drove her to shove her face between his cheeks.

Her tongue stuck itself straight into sweaty, nasty, disgusting black ass, her lips kissing his hole while her tongue prodded inside. Her pale hands spread his cheeks, tongue lashing his asshole, it overwhelmed his senses and forced his nut up quicker.

Sohee felt her insides being plastered with thick sheets of seed, some bubbling out around the edges, but the majority deep inside. It was hot and she couldn't believe how much he had, she could feel it filling her up, watching his head pulse via the bulge in her fit tummy.

"Thank you, king," Sohee moaned, throwing her head back and panting. Her body was soaked in sweat, face red, the cum gushed from her the moment he pulled out. Kazuha and Hitomi quickly buried their faces in Sohee's muff, licking and collecting the cum in their hungry mouths.

They turned to each other and began to snowball, then Sohee sat up and joined in. "Did you really think you weren't going to share with me?" Sohee asked them with a smirk, driving her tongue directly into Hitomi's mouth to get a taste, then Kazuha's.

Mina cradled Saerom's head in her lap, petting her gently, holding one of her hands as Saerom came again. The bull tensed up, rolled Saerom back and pumped her with vigorous thrusts that slammed his BBC in as deep as it could go. His cock began to erupt, the cum flowing from the tip, his balls tightened as his orgasm neared the end.

Sohee opened Saerom's mouth with a finger and hovered over her face, letting the cum slowly drip into her lovers mouth. Sohee kissed Mina, sharing the last of the cum with her, their tongues swapped it back and forth until Sohee returned to Saerom's mouth for more.

One by one Sohee shared the load with Hitomi, Kazuha, Mina, and Saerom, until it was all fully gone and swallowed. They sat on the beach towels together, panting loudly, sweat dripping from their bodies. "Sure would be nice if we all jumped in the ocean, huh?" Kazuha said in a high pitched exaggerated voice that she pretended was someone else talking. "Wow! who said that?" Kazuha said, pretending to be shocked.

She grabbed Mina and Hitomi by the hands, pulling them to their feet. "It's such a good idea, right?" Kazuha said excitedly, "gee, thanks whoever suggested it!" she said. Mina and Hitomi looked at each other and rolled their eyes, turning to Kazuha with smiles.

"Alright, but it better not be freezing cold like last time!" Mina said, chasing after Kazuha and Hitomi down to the tide. They jumped in, the water wasn't that cold, but it wasn't exactly warm either, it was right on the edge of being relaxing and uncomfortable.

Sohee and Saerom sat in place watching the three of them. "Kazuha is something else," Saerom chuckled, brushing her sweaty hair back again.

"We should join them," Sohee said, holding Saerom's hand as she stood up with her naked body glowing in the moonlight. Saerom stood up with her and they began to walk toward the ocean side by side.

In the tide the five best friends splashed, laughed, giggled, grabbed, kissed, and played with each other. They were having the time of their lives, one they hoped would never end.

There would be a lot more adventures to come, and they'd do them all with each other, together.

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Yeri: First Time

One of the short requests I got, since the user wasn't anonymous I'll just post it this way. 1030 words. BBC, anal, NSFW, etc.

Yeri kneeled on the hotel bed, her small frame trembling at the sight of the black man in front of her. She wore nothing but a thin white tank top pushed up over her small tits, exposing her flat stomach and her tight ass. The room smelled of cheap air freshener and dick, her pussy already slick but barely touched. This was her fantasy, the one she'd whispered about to the other members, like Seulgi, who encouraged her to try it.

The bull stood towering over her, his dark skin glistening in the amber light. His muscles rippled as he stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled chest and abs that made Yeri forget to breathe for a moment. But it was the bulge in his sweatpants that caught her attention, she was already imagining the kind of stretch her pussy was about to take. "Look at you, little asian slut," he growled, his voice deep. "Kneeling there like a bitch in heat, begging for black cock to ruin that ass," he said.

Yeri whimpered, her cheeks burning red as she nodded, spreading her knees wider on the mattress, hand slipping between them to rub her clit. He pushed down his sweatpants, freeing his massive black dick that flopped out aggressively. It was as thick as her wrist, veined and throbbing, easily ten inches of raw black power.

It slapped against his thigh before he gripped it, stroking slowly as he approached. "I always wanted to fuck a Korean bitch," he said, slapping Yeri across the face with it. "Open that mouth, suck that fuckin' dick," he commanded, Yeri quickly obeyed with shaking hands and lips that quivered until they pressed to the tip.

Her mouth opened and she took her first big black cock into it, her tongue naturally wandering over the thick head and exploring the veins on his shaft. He reached down and wrapped up her hair, using it to pull her a little deeper until he touched to the back of her throat and made her gag.

Yeri dropped spit everywhere and began to suck harder, faster, trying to get as much in her mouth as possible. Her eyes went wide and crossed inward, fixated on the ten inches of black meat she was struggling to take even half of. It was huge, bigger than anything else she'd ever tried, it put any other dick she'd experienced to shame.

He pulled from her mouth and gave her face a firm slap, leaving her reeling on the bed. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand, squirting a generous amount onto his palm and slathering it over his shaft until he was sure that it was ready to penetrate her untouched asian ass.

Yeri arched her back, presenting her round cheeks to him, her asshole twitching in anticipation. The bull spat on it for good measure, rubbing the saliva in with his thumb before pressing the fat head of his cock against her entrance. "No safe words once this dick is in," he said, one hand grabbing her hair to yank her head back, the other guiding his BBC into her ass.

She gasped as he pushed forward, the stretching was painful, almost unbearable, but there was no going back now. Inch by inch, his girth forced her tight hole to yield, stretching her asshole around his blackness. Pain took over her lower body, but it melted into a slow building pleasure that made her toes curl.

"Seulgi was right, black guys are so big," she moaned, her voice breaking into a scream that she couldn't hold back. The bull grunted, thrusting deeper, burying half his length in one go. Her walls clenched around him, milking the shaft as he bottomed out, his balls slapping against her dripping pussy and clit.

"That's right, take that black dick," he said, pulling back only to slam in again, setting a rhythm. Yeri's body rocked with each thrust, her tits bouncing wildly under the tank top. She reached back, spreading her cheeks wider to let him go deeper, her face buried itself in the bed below.

Sweat began to build on her back, mixing with the lube that squelched obscenely with every plunge. "Harder! Please fuck my asshole like you own it!" she begged, she felt her mind melting, her thoughts reeling from the contrast of his dark skin against her pale body.

The bull gripped her hips, slapping her soft jiggly ass as he railed her mercilessly. His hips slammed forward, the bed creaking under the assault, his thick shaft pistoning in and out of her now gaping ass. Yeri's cries filled the room, high pitched and desperate, coupled with the wet smacks of flesh on flesh.

He reached around, shoving two fingers into her soaked cunt without warning, curling them to hit her spot while his dick ravaged her rear. The sensation sent her spiraling, her body convulsing as an orgasm ripped through her, clenching her ass around him like a vice that sucked his black cock in deep.

Yeri squirted onto his hand and sprayed the bed, her vision blurring from the intensity. Finally, with a primal groan, the bull buried himself balls deep and unloaded hot ropes of cum in her hungry ass. He held her there, grinding deep as he emptied his balls, pumping until he was sure there was nothing left. When he pulled free with a pop, her stretched hole gaped wide, leaking his seed down her thighs.

Yeri collapsed forward, panting and spent, a satisfied smile on her lips. The bull slapped her ass one last time, leaving a red handprint. Yeri was spent, she'd never felt so much pleasure before in her life, and she found her head swimming with plans of trying to bring Seulgi and the others with her to experience black cock pleasure together.

She stayed motionless for a couple minutes, then felt the bull slap her ass again. "It's time for round two, bitch," he said to her, jamming his big black cock back inside with a nasty squelch.

Yeri could tell this was her new favorite thing, and she was never going back to anything else ever again.

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Karina: Hotwife Pt.2 (POV/NTR)

Part of my BLACKED Baddies series, see my masterlist for more chapters. 4.3k words. BBC, cucking, Karina, NSFW, POV, BNWO etc.

My phone went off one day at work, a simple little ding would send the rest of the day into some of the most vividly degenerate acts me and Karina had ever delved into.

When I swiped the screen to unlock it I was greeted by a short 13 second video of my Karina wife with a massive, I mean massive, black cock between her tits with the head in her mouth as she fucked it.

The caption read simply "so big he won't fit in my pussy, we tried," I stared down incredulously, my average dick swollen and throbbing, my brain forgetting the volume button as lewd suction noises emanated in my cubicle.

I fumbled the phone trying to turn down the volume but it slipped around like a bar of wet soap crashing to the floor with the screen facing up, the video on replay as I dove for it.

It wasn't before one of my coworkers saw it, the Karen type too, I stupidly smiled up at her but I knew she'd already seen a couple seconds of it. She gave me a glare that had narc all over it, she was going to sell me out the moment she walked away.

I sank back into my chair with waves of dejection washing over me, my wife is out fucking black cocks and I'm here waiting for some higher up manager to come talk to me about being a porn addict coomer.

"Fuck I hate everything," I said lowly under my breath as I turned back to my computer and had the idea to just shut it off and leave. So I did, I gathered my things, shut the computer down and started walking toward the elevator.

Sure enough, the moment I stepped in I saw that fat rat bitch marching down the shitty carpet toward my cubicle with the worst of all managers next to her. I saw them looking into my cubicle as the doors closed and I descended several floors to freedom.

I took a deep breath of shitty city polluted air, the smell of gas chugging cages on wheels, the sound of horns, the scents of mediocre food and ambiance of rude arrogance lingered in the air, man, I really hate this city, but Karina loves it and I love Karina, so I tolerate it because her happiness is what matters to me in life.

I called her immediately and she answered, "hi sweety," she said to me, I could hear those lips wrapping back around the head of his wet BBC, she was pleasuring him as I walked and talked to her.

"Where are you, my love?" I asked, eager to see her at work on such a studly cock. "405 75th street, the door is unlocked but you'll have to ask permission to watch," she said before resuming her heated titfuck and sloppy shaft sucking.

"You wanna see this shit, whiteboy?" came a deep thug voice through the phone, "your wife is sucking my black dick right now, she got those big fuckin' tits around it too, bring me somethin' to drink I might let your stupid ass see me paint her pretty ass face," he said, hanging up on me as I desperately tried committing the address to memory.

"What the fuck do black bulls drink?!" I began to panic as I perused a corner store quickly, I grabbed beer, malt liquor, Four Loko's, anything I thought blacks might drink I grabbed and cradled in my arms as I made for the register and set it all down. "Someone's gonna party, huh bud?" the cashier said, taking my ID as he slowly rang each one up.

"He's going to cum before I get there, I'm not gonna get to see his thick load dripping off her," I thought to myself, paying for the drinks and rushing out the door across several city blocks like my life depended on it. I was gassed, bending over panting as I reached the address and opened the door to find a mostly empty studio warehouse.

Inside I saw my beautiful wife on her knees, her tits jiggling and a muscular black bulls back and ass obscuring my view of her. All I could see was her pale body, her hands around his cheeks, his hips thrusting a gigantic throat-wrecking black dick into my wife. "I uh, I uh, I got your drinks," I said stupidly, I sounded so timid and weak as he turned around and ripped the cock from Karina's mouth.

I watched in shock as it swung around slapping at his thighs, bouncing up and down with every throb. He walked over to me and snatched the bag from my hand, "the fuck is this shit? you think 'cause I'm black I'd drink this bullshit?" he said while towering over me, "uh, I didn't.. know what to get, you didn't say what yo-" I was suddenly interrupted as he pulled a Four Loko from the bag, "good, 'cause I drink all this shit, you telepathic mother fucker, sit your white ass down," he said while pointing at a plastic lawn chair.

I sat and watched as Karina smiled at me, blowing me a kiss as she looked back up at him. He towered over her with his long thick BBC hanging between his legs, "fuckin' suck it, it aint gonna do shit by itself," he demanded, grabbing my wife by the head and forcing her forward. He reached into the bag as she pulled the head back into her mouth and her hands wrapped around the shaft to stroke him.

"Nah bitch, get those hands down, put 'em behind your back," he said, looking on as my wife obeyed him like a good snowbunny should. I was throbbing, aching, I wanted and needed to stroke so bad but knew this guy would obliterate me if I pulled it out. Karina's eyes stared up at him as she choked, gagged and desperately attempted to pleasure him with her mouth that was far too small.

He grinned as he chugged the Four Loko and popped open an Olde English, "I aint drink this bullshit so I'm finna grease your bitch up with it instead," he said, pouring it over his massive black dick and letting it run all over my wife's insanely hot pale body. I groaned audibly as Karina was covered in amber malt liquor that made her skin shine and glisten in the light.

"You look so fucking good, babe," I said to her, my eye twitching as I squirmed in my chair to fight my own erection. He poured the rest of the liquor over her body, a pool of it collected on the floor beneath her as her glistening tits jiggled and bounced. He grabbed both sides of her head and groaned deeply, "fuck bitch, take all that mother fuckin' dick," he said as he pushed deeper and deeper into my wife's mouth and throat, forcing her jaw as wide as it would go.

Tears rolled down my beloved wife's cheeks, she was red in the face as he choked her with black meat and made her gag on him until her chest was heaving. "Fuuuccckk, you're gonna fucking get it," he said, "you're about to fuckin' get it," he shouted, burying his cock in her throat before he yanked it from her mouth and began to stroke over her face.

"Holy fuck," were the only words that escaped me as he hosed her big fucking tits down with the thickest unending ropes I'd ever seen, he drenched my Karina wife's face in so much nut that you could barely see her facial features until it had began to drip down onto the rest of her body. My jaw dropped as he shot more out, the last two ropes coating Karina's shoulder as she tried to shovel nut from her eyes.

He picked up a bundle of her clothes and shoved them into her arms, "did ya part, now get the fuck out!" he shouted, pointing toward the door, "get out before I beat your fuckin' asses!" he commanded as I grabbed my wife and led her to the door. It was getting dark out, my Karina was still coughing and slightly choking on cum, her eyes puffy and red as I tried toweling seed from her body with my hoodie in a nearby alley while hoping nobody saw us.

"What a fucking asshole," she said in a raspy voice, "it's okay honey, you couldn't have known or helped it," I couldn't believe I was apologizing for his behavior to my own wife, I couldn't believe I was scraping cum off her beautiful body and I couldn't stop being hard as fuck the entire time. When I finally got enough off her she began to pull her clothes on but struggled, so again I began to help by redressing her.

"You're so sweet, if you had a big cock you'd be perfect," she said to me as I pulled her shorts up and covered her shapely ass with a squeeze of each cheek. "I wish I was hung, but I'd still watch you fucking big black cock," I said to her as we leaned in for a kiss. I tasted the salty seed on her lips and tongue, my eyes rolled a little as the sweaty and musky traces of his BBC transferred into my own mouth.

"Do you want to go home or stay out?" I asked, feeling my phone ringing in my pocket as my manager tried to find out where I'd gone. I didn't care at all, I wanted to destroy my phone and do nothing with my life beyond care for Karina, to give her everything she wanted, not talk to some pencil pushing dumbass about my wife's BBC blowjob videos.

Karina took a deep breath as I wrapped my arms around her, she laid against my shoulder for a few moments before gathering herself enough to say she wanted to stay out a while. So we did, we went to our favorite bar that served chicken wings and all the beer we could drink. Karina smelled terribly of malt liquor the entire time so we got a booth away from everyone else and watched a baseball game on the TV.

We cuddled in the corner while slowly getting drunk, after a while the night crept in and Karina was laying against me asking to go home. I realized I had left the car at work in the parking plaza, "shit babe, I forgot the damn car," I groaned, slapping my own forehead. "We'll go get it, it's not far," Karina said as we stumbled to our feet and left.

It felt like forever as we made it to the parking plaza and walked up to the second floor to look for the car. We were drunk, being loud and as we found the car we had attracted some attention from someone. "Yo!" came a voice behind me as we both turned and I heard Karina scream, I put my hands up as the gun was shoved into my face and he forced me backward against a pillar. "Give me those fuckin' keys," he said, I went to hand them to him, "just don't hurt my wife," I said as he turned and saw Karina.

We both saw that he was young, black and had swinging thick dreadlocks that covered his whole head. Karina looked at me, then at him, "maybe we can work something out, I'll suck and fuck your big black cock and you can leave us alone after," she said, "Karina, I uh," I started, but she held her hand up to dismiss me. "You're fuckin' with me," he said, "why would I do that when I can just take that pussy?" he asked.

"Then why don't you?" Karina asked, sliding the straps of her tank top down her shoulders and exposing her beautiful pale breasts. "Karina, please," I said, my hands still stupidly in the air as he pointed the gun at me, he forced me to watch as he looked her up and down, his hand gripping one of those breasts I loved so much and longed for every night.

Karina bit her lip and smiled at him, both her hands wrapped around his and helped him squeeze her fat tit as he glanced over at me, lowering his handgun as she pulled him into a deep kiss. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me, my Karina turning into such a black cock addicted slut that she'd take on two of them in a single day.

"Karina," I said, trying anything to get her attention but receiving only the cold uncaring sounds of the two making out. I took a step forward and was quickly met with a gun to my head, "stay the fuck back bitch," he shouted, slapping me across the face with the grip of the pistol. I looked over at Karina as I slumped against a concrete pillar, she looked concerned or a moment, then her concern faded as she locked lips with him again.

I sat dazed as he groped her tits and ass, watching as my wife threw her head back and moaned loudly, the echoes of her moaning carried off through the plaza as he threw her down on the hood and ran over to grab me. "This your car bitch?" he asked me, "y-yea," I said, raising my hands up again. "Get your mother fuckin' ass inside, sit the fuck down in there," he said to me as I opened the driver side door and got in.

"Gimme those fuckin' keys," he shouted, pointing the gun at me again as I handed them to him with shaking hands. He slammed the door shut and went back to Karina, "I'ma make him fuckin' watch, you fuck like shit I'ma take the mother fuckin' car too bitch," he said as he dropped his pants and pulled a thick 9 inch BBC out.

I wanted to shout as he pointed the gun at her head and commanded my wife to suck it, my blood boiled angrily, I'd never been more mad in my entire life than I had been today. I watched as Karina bent over while sitting on the hood, her lips wrapped around the long piece of dark meat and she sucked it down hungrily, taking him in deep and wasting no time at all sucking back and forth on it.

The spit built up on his shaft quickly, dripping down to his heavy sack and falling from her chin in thick shiny strands of lust to the cold hard floor. He wrapped a hand around the back of her head and bit into his lower lip, looking right at me as he face-fucked my perfect queen, my beloved wife. As usual the boiling anger ebbed away and I started to feel my own dick stirring up, my pathetic manhood that couldn't please her and got us into this fucked up fetish to begin with.

Karina took it like I expected, her jaw open wide, black cock pummeling the back of her throat with heavy nuts slapping her chin. I felt pangs of distress and anger as he wrapped up her hair in his hand and fucked her pretty face without mercy, making her deepthroat him whether she could or not. My hand had unzipped my own pants and began stroking as she gagged and spat all over his black dick, her thick pale tits jiggling as she pleasured this scumbag thug waving a gun around at us.

For the second time today my wife's shorts were pulled from her body and thrown aside, I leaned forward with wide eyes as he positioned her against the hood. My wife's tits dangled in front of her, her pale naked body bent over the hood as he slapped at her pussy with his BBC and made her bite into that beautiful bottom lip I'd kissed so many times.

She locked eyes with me like a predator, staring right into my soul without remorse as he slipped inside and she pressed her arms together to frame those big beautiful tits of hers for me. I groaned as they jiggled, her soft body rippling with every thrust as he pumped into her deep and forced her to moan. "It feels so fucking good to get blacked," she said loudly, still staring at me as she said it.

Her nails dug into the paint and I watched as she dragged them and left scratches in it, her whole body recoiling every time he got a little too deep inside her cunt. "Fuck yea, best pussy I ever hit," he said as he sat the gun down on the hood and slapped at my wife's cheeks until they were covered in bright red handprints.

"Tell me you like that shit bitch, I can tell you're some nasty blacked bunny bitch," he said, spanking her between thrusts as he hit every pleasure center I could never reach. "I fucking love your big black cock!" Karina screamed, her mouth wide open as she put a leg up onto the hood and gave him full access. "So much bigger and better than my pathetic cuck husbands pathetic little shrimp," she groaned, a hand reaching out across the hood as if she wanted to hold mine.

I stared into her eyes, she refused to look away as she moaned and shook with his black cock deep inside. "I wish every black thug would just fucking take me on the street and fuck me like a real man," she growled, clenching her teeth as she looked through me like glass. I stroked profusely watching the scene in front of me, the screaming slut I called my wife somehow became even hotter with every provoking sentence that came from her mouth.

"Say something else, please," I groaned to myself, knowing she probably couldn't hear me, I needed more humiliation as she gave it up for this thug. "Only black cock should be in my holes," Karina said, scratching at the hood, clawing into the paint as she stared me down dominantly. "Fuck, that's it bitch, get his ass," the thug said as he grabbed her hair and yanked her back, his hips pounding away at her without mercy or care.

"His long unprotected black cock feels so good, you fucking cuckold," she growled, her body bent backward as he fucked her senseless and made her eyes roll back in sheer pleasure. "Cum inside my pussy daddy, I need something for this pathetic boy to clean up," she groaned as he threw his head back and slammed deep into her pussy.

"Here it comes bitch, here it fuckin' comes," he groaned as he wrapped both hands around her neck and choked her until she turned bright red in the face. I watched helplessly, cumming on myself as he spurted a thick load of unprotected black seed deep into my beloved wife right in front of me. "Ugghh, it feels so fucking good baby, his hot fucking creamy load inside me," Karina groaned as she looked back and the two made out deeply.

I thought it was over as he started to pull his pants up but Karina had grabbed him and made him sit on the hood. "I need to say thank you properly," she groaned, her tongue hanging from her mouth as she threw her hair back and spread his legs. I looked up at the roof of the car in disbelief as Karina shoved her tongue into his black ass and lapped at it hungrily, I could barely see anything beyond the top of her head but I knew it had to be nasty.

She ate his grimy black hole and bobbed her head up and down as she stroked him in her hands. I bit into my bottom lip as I struggled to clean up my mess with cheap napkins, looking up every once in a while to see him getting harder and harder until he was fully erect again. Karina's head bobbed up and down in place, she was dragging her tongue up the full length of his ass from the crack to the back of his balls, her tongue diving into his hole deeply every once in a while.

Karina climbed on top of him, her hips lifted high and her hand holding his BBC straight up as she slipped it back inside and rode him down deep. I reclined the seat and sat open mouthed, my eyes wide as her tits fell into his hands and he sucked on her nipples while she rode him harder and with more enthusiasm than she'd ever shown with me in all our years of marriage.

That perfect ass bounced high and fell low, swallowing up his black cock almost whole until her ass was right up against his balls. "I need more of that black seed, I need more," she shouted as she wrapped her hands around his face and kissed all over his neck, biting into his dark skin playfully while assertively riding his cock so hard his arms flopped to the sides.

"Damn bitch, shit," he groaned, throbbing deep inside my wife as she pumped him and worked him toward a second orgasm. "I need it, I need all of it," she moaned as she sat up again and rode him like a professional pornstar, her pale tits shaking and flopping all over for me to watch as she enjoyed every moment on top of him.

Karina looked at me again, her hands perched on his chest as her hips bucked deep and rolled on his BBC, she lifted a hand and blew me a kiss that I instinctively caught and gave her a slight smile. "What the fuck am I doing?" I asked myself, I hated this so much but it got me so fucking hard watching my wife get the cock she really deserved.

I couldn't help but sit back with my hands on the back of my head, watching intently with my flaccid dick still hanging out as she winked at me. "Give it to me, give me that black cum!" she demanded as his hands slapped at her ass and gripped into her soft cheeks. "Fuck bitch, I'ma give it to your ass," he groaned, his arms holding her around the waist as he pumped up into her with one of her tits in his mouth.

"Ohhh fuck yes!" Karina screamed, I knew instantly she'd gotten what she wanted so badly, that tight pussy full of black cum, stretched and fucked until she was satisfied. The look on her face as she glanced over at me told me everything, a dreamy look in her eyes as she licked his cheek and dismounted him.

"Now leave me and my husband the fuck alone," Karina said as she grabbed his gun, pointing it at him as he stumbled and fell over trying to pull his pants up. "Go on, leave fucker," she said as he ran off into the dark plaza struggling to hold his jeans up. "Fuck you bitch!" he shouted behind him as he ran around a corner.

Karina picked up her shorts and slipped into the passenger seat, I stared at her impressed as she shoved the gun into the glovebox. "What?" she asked, "nothing babe," I said, taking the keys from her and starting the car. We left the plaza and headed back toward our house, we didn't make it that far though as I pulled us into an alleyway.

"What are you doing?" Karina asked, looking at me confused. I leaned over her and reclined her seat, grabbing her and turning her hips toward me, "you got what you needed, now give me what I need," I said as I dived face first into her ruined black owned pussy, my tongue scooping salty black seed from her cunt as her hands wrapped around my head and pulled me in deeper.

"Fuck baby, clean me out, there's so much of it, clean that pussy up!" she groaned, grabbing handfuls of my hair and kneading my scalp as she spread her legs and allowed me to claim my reward. "That's it, don't stop!" she moaned, her legs clamping around my head after a couple minutes with her hands really pulling me in to the point I could barely work my tongue.

I felt her explode against my tongue, cumming all over my face and squirting up my nose as she screamed and shook violently in her seat. "Holy fuck," she gasped, watching as I lifted my dripping wet face from her hole, savoring it all as I cleaned myself up. Karina grabbed the back of my head and kissed me deeply, the taste of cum and black ass on her lips and tongue as she forced it into my mouth.

For the first time in years we made out hot and heavy, groping one another in our car parked in a dark alleyway. "I'll fuck black cock every day if it makes our relationship this hot," she moaned as I kissed her neck, "I'll find you one every day, I promise," I said back, the two of us finally breaking the session as a homeless person pushed a squeaking cart by the car.

"Let's go home," I said, shifting the car into drive as we made our way slowly through late night traffic. Occasionally I'd turn to look at her, her legs spread, fingers in her pussy as she teased herself the entire time, never taking her eyes off me until we pulled into our parking spot. Karina pulled on her shorts and lept into my arms so I could carry her inside.

Needless to say, we spent the rest of the night watching BLACKEDRAW scenes, teasing each other, cumming over and over, excited for the next breeding as I shoved a massive black dildo into her pussy until the early morning hours.