Serendipity - Chapter 2 "My Blacking" (MMM/f, ir, gb, breed) Later that afternoon, I was downstairs, surfing the internet. I hadn't bothered dressing, as I now liked the wanton feeling of wandering around the house naked. The briefcase with the evidence of my mother's interracial affair was still open on her bed, and I fully planned on watching more of those disks later. I had found a few more DVDs labeled with only dates and assumed that they contained more of my mother's sexcapades. First though, I wanted to see what this stuff was all about. Still logged in with her account, I opened up her favorites. After wandering through some nested folders, I came across herdarksecret.com. It turned out to be a site about white women submitting to black men, complete with chat room. I found the free forums and read post after post detailing how black men were the best lovers in the world. There was a subforum for Asian women with black lovers, and from there, I was taken into a world that I never knew existed before. To be treated like a slave, like a toy to be used and discarded - these women described the pleasure that they had being manhandled, used, and filled. My pussy started getting wet again, and my fingers dipped and rubbed my newly-used clit and cunt as I scrolled through the posts. Suddenly, there was knock on the door. "Hello?" said a man's voice, strong but polite. "Ling? Tina? "Anyone home?" I panicked. I was naked, alone at home, and there was a man knocking at my front door! "Just a minute!" I called, and ran upstairs. In a hurry, I only put on my shorts and belly shirt, and ran back downstairs. I looked through the peephole. Darrell and two other brothers from the Lambda house were standing on our porch! "Yes, who is it?" I called through the door, knowing full well who it was. "Hey Tina, its Darrell, Bob, and Tyrone from next door," Darrell replied. "Our shower is all busted up, and we just got done working out. The plumber said he won't have it fixed for a few hours, and we're tired of being sweaty. Can we use your shower?" Not thinking entirely clearly, I tried to come to a decision. These guys had helped us out in the past, so I couldn't just turn them away. However, there was a lot of stuff I needed to conceal. "Um, yeah, you can," I said. "Just give me a minute, ok?" I ran to the computer and closed the browser window and herdarksecret.com before opening the door and letting Darrell and crew in. They were all wearing basketball shorts and wifebeaters that were soaked through with sweat. Their masculine scent was heady indeed, and I felt lightheaded as I told them to help themselves to the shower. They thanked me profusely and assured me that they wouldn't be long. Darrell went upstairs first, and Bob and Tyrone sat in the kitchen as I poured them some lemonade. I stood by the counter as they drank, and for the first time in my life, I was aware of how men might notice me. My shorts were very short indeed, and I crossed and uncrossed my legs nervously. At first, Bob and Tyrone kept their eyes to themselves, but soon they were sneaking glances at me, looks that made me flush when I caught them. Both were much, much bigger than me - Bob was tall and lanky and had a very clean-cut look, while Tyrone was wider and had more of a typical thug affectation, with cornrows and tattoos on his arms. Both were pretty dark and very muscular, and pretty good-looking. Pretty soon, they were checking me out openly as we made small talk, but they were very respectful and kept their distance. All of sudden, I realized that I had left Mom's bedroom door open and that briefcase and all of those DVDs were in plain sight. If Darrell saw that his and Mom's little secret had been discovered, would he tell Mom? I couldn't take that chance, so I excused myself and dashed upstairs. The bathroom was located between my room and Mom's. Darrell was already out of the shower - I could hear him toweling off - so I'd only have a few minutes to hide everything. I snuck in to Mom's room and started putting everything back in the briefcase. It took a little longer than I'd expected because I'd carelessly scattered everything across the bed. I was crawling around, gathering up the last of the DVDs, when a voice - strong and deep - came from the doorway: "Tina, what are you doing in your Mom's room?" My ass was to the door, and as I turned around very slowly, I saw Darrell - who was well over six foot tall and probably 225 pounds of dark, sculpted muscle - looking at me with some amusement. His eyes roamed over my legs and ass, which was barely covered by the shorts. For my part, I noticed that he was wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist and was mopping his shaven head and chest with a smaller matching towel. When I said nothing, he came into the room, chuckling. "Let me see what you've got there," he said, dark eyes twinkling. I didn't want to, but something about that deep authoritative voice compelled me to turn around and reluctantly hand over the DVDs I had just been about to hide away. He looked at them and then back at me, smiling. "You know what's on these?" he asked, sitting down on the bed next to me. When I didn't answer him, he leaned closer to me and took a whiff. "I think you do," he said, sniffing me all over before gently grabbing my right hand and bringing it up to his nose. "Ah yes," he breathed, inhaling, "I thought I smelled fresh pussy when I came in here." I flushed at that, embarrassed that he knew what I'd been up to and scared that he'd tell my mother. He saw the look in my eye and reassured me, "Don't worry, Tina, I ain't gonna tell your momma that you know what she and I got into." He sniffed my finger again and smiled. "Thing is, tho," he chuckled, "I think you enjoyed finding out." I didn't know how to process this - all I knew is that his touch felt like liquid fire on me and that my pussy was absolutely throbbing by his presence. He took my chin in his hand and looked at me pointedly, saying, "You're a real pretty thing, gonna look like your momma one day." He stood up and stretched. "Your momma, she's a nosy thing," he said. "One day, she came over to complain about some loud music. Before she knocked on the door, she looked in the window and saw about five of us brothas layin' pipe on this one fine white bitch. We keep the music up during out parties 'cos we figured you didn't need to hear the shit that was coming out of this bitch's mouth - she's a real submissive slut - but your momma must've heard some of it. "I caught her lookin' through the window and she left real quick, so the next day, after I had chance to rest up, I came over after you left for school. She was actin' kinda funny, and when I tried to apologize for the noise, well, she said - real quiet like - that I didn't need apologize to no woman. I noticed then that she had on some interracial site on her computer -" "herdarksecret.com?" I asked, before I had a chance to think. Darrell turned and smirked at me, and I blushed again. "Yeah, that was it," he said turning back around. "I knew then that this fine Chinese woman who I lived next door to was just like the white girls that come by The House, and I knew that she was askin' for something that she didn't know how to." He turned around, facing me, and I noticed that something was lifting up his towel near his leg. "Just like I think I know a few things about you, little Tina," he continued. He came right up next to the bed where I was sitting, and he was so big that my head was right at his hard, muscular abs. "I think you found your momma's stash and have been finding out about yourself since then," his hands moving to the towel. "I think you found out that you may be just like your momma," he said, and his words hypnotized me as his hands undid the towel. His cock snapped up and stood straight out at me, as big as my forearm and leaking a clear fluid from the tip. "Let's find out," he said, putting his hands on his hips, his voice deep and possessive. "Tina - WORSHIP." My breath came in little pants, my pussy pulsed in my shorts, and I couldn't think. All I knew is that I was suddenly leaning over and kissing and sucking the giant black erection in front of me. I instinctively started jacking it with both hands and tried to stuff it into my mouth. It was too big to get more than just the head in but I attacked it with all of the enthusiasm of an addict. Darrell stood over me, gasping and chuckling as I sucked the cock of the first man I had ever touched like my life depended on it. "Just like your momma," he said, and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I went after it, but he stopped me. "Little Tina," he said lifting me to my feet, "have no doubts - you WILL pleasure me just as your mother pleasures me." With his strong hands, he gently removed my shirt and pulled down my shorts. "But first," he said, his finger tracing up my thigh and finding there the streams of juice running out of me, "you must learn what pleasure is. Only then, will you be able to really please a man." He sat down on the bed and set me on his lap. He leaned over and kissed me hard, just put his lips over mine, and when I felt his tongue probing at my lips, I opened up and let him invade my mouth. His hand wandered down past my shoulder and over my B-cup breasts, gently stroking them and playing with the nipples, occasionally pinching lightly, once or twice VERY HARD indeed. When the play turned painful, I moaned and sucked on his tongue, not trying to escape. This evidently pleased him, and his hand wandered down to my legs, which parted at the touch of his hand. He played with my (very wet!) thighs and moved up to my pussy, which pulsed at his touch. He slid one finger up and down between my swollen lips for a minute, coating them with my slickness and making me twitch with lust. Gently, he eased a finger into my pussy. Encountering no hymen, he slid that thick finger all the way up into me and tickled my cervix. That did it. For the first time, I came at the hands of another, and it was a doozy. I would have screamed, but Darrell's tongue filled my mouth, and as such, I wasn't able to get too loud of a sound out. However, my hips snapped back and forth and my pussy spurted a hot liquid onto Darrell's palm. My orgasm lasted a full minute, and I thrashed and twitched the entire time while impaled on a single finger. "We wondered what you was up to," a voice said, and light-headedly, I realized it was Tyrone. "She anything like her momma?" Darrell removed his tongue from my throat, and I could breathe normally. "Oh yeah," he said. "In fact, I think she may be hotter than her momma. Why don't you come over here and give me a hand?" They stood me up on shaky legs and knelt facing each other, me between them. Caressing my legs, Darrell said, "Tina, what is it called when you mess up and someone yells at you?" "A tongue-lashing," I replied. Darrell lifted my right leg over his shoulder and said, "Put your hands on my head, Tina, and get ready, 'cos you about to get a tongue-lashing you'll never forget." As he started licking and sucking my clit, I felt Tyrone spread my ass-cheeks apart. Before I could fully register the pleasure of Darrell's assault on my pussy, Tyrone's hot wet tongue started tickling and boring into my asshole. It was so dirty! Here I was, just a high school freshman, a good Chinese girl who had never even been on a date, naked in my mom's room with two hot black studs that were licking and sucking me in ways I had never imagined. My orgasm flared into existence without warning, and I screamed and hollered. Not once did my two lovers pause in their ministrations as my hips rocked uncontrollably and waves and waves of pleasure washed over me. I don't know how long it lasted. 30 seconds? A minute? 10 minutes? All I know is that I got more and more light-headed the more I came; I would no longer finish one orgasm when the insistent wiggle of Tyrone's tongue in my ass would set me off again. Suddenly, I was waking up on my mother's bed. Someone was nibbling my nipples, and someone else was gently kissing the insides of my thighs. Darrell was the one on my teen titties, and Bob's head moved between my legs. Bob looked up at me. "Hey, Tina," he said. "You a little freak, you know that?" He chuckled a little. "I came out of the bathroom and you was hollerin' bloody murder for a while." "I know," I whispered, blushing. "Darrell and Tyrone made me feel so good I couldn't help it. What happened?" "You passed out, little freak," Darrell said. "And even passed out, you kept cummin'. I found that out 'cos I just couldn't stop eatin' your shaved little peach. Then Bob got out of the shower and I figured he should get a turn." At that, Bob went back to gently tonguing my clit, making me shiver and gasp all over again. "Little freak, you understand pleasure now?" Darrell asked. I nodded, then moaned again as Bob's tongue - long, rough, and wet - took a particularly wicked swipe at my "peach." "Good," Darrell said, "cos it's time for you to learn to give AND receive." Bob stood up, and I saw his cock for the first time. Like Darrell's, it was long and black. However, where Darrel's was like a rod, Bob's was like a stake, narrowing about halfway down the length of the shaft to the head. "Bob here is gonna open you up," Darrell explained as Bob crawled over me and started to rub the head of his fuckstick between my juicy labial lips. "I try to fuck you as is, I'd tear you apart, but Bob will get you set up." Bob began sliding his long cock between my pussy lips, sawing it over my clit and making me gasp. I spread my legs as wide as they would go and grabbed his arms. When his balls hit my clit, I looked down and saw the head sitting just under my ribcage. "Are you sure it will fit?" I asked nervously. "Oh yes," said Bob, moving my legs onto his shoulders. He rubbed some pussy juice on the head of that black spike and fitted it into my pussy slot. "In about 30 seconds, you'll see how well it will fit." With that, he started forcing that big black cock into me. Because of its wedge shape, it speared past my pussy mouth, giving me my first taste of black cock where it was meant to be. I moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain as that cock split me, stretched me, and filled me up. Before it was all the way in, Bob looked at me and said, "You were a gymnast, weren't you?" Then he proceeded to plug it all the way into my no-longer virgin cunt. The head fetched up at the end of my pussy, and he held it there while I moaned and panted and breathed deep, hoping the pleasure would soon overwhelm the pain. The pain throbbed away and the pleasure throbbed in, and I was soon trying to rock my hips to get some back and forth action going. Bob laughed and said, "You eager, but we ain't done opening you up yet." He started fucking me with short, tiny strokes, bumping that tapered head against my womb. With the first bump, I yelped and came, screeching and wailing. The Bob and Darrell laughed, and Bob kept his little bumps up, as if he was searching for something up at the end of my pussy. I didn't know what it was; I just knew that every time his cock fetched up at the end of my young Asian cunt, a wave of pleasure washed over me that numbed my brain. Even in the midst of cumming, I could feel something loosening up deep n my pussy. Bob felt it, too, and after grinding himself into position, he said, "See that cock outside your pussy, Tina?" I looked down and saw it, over a handful left outside of my violated vagina. "We gonna get it in there, gonna get it into your womb." And with that, he start applying pressure. His cock slowly but surely forced open my cervix. I felt the opening, the invasion, and as that magnificent cock staked its way deep into me, my orgasm reached new heights of intensity. My hips shook uncontrollably and as Bob's black balls came to rest on my asshole (still slick with Tyrone's saliva) I yelled, "Oh God, I love it, I love your black cock, Oh God I love you fuck me please fuck me fuck me fuck me..." He did just that. With short, hard strokes, he fucked me as deep as it was possible, impaling me and making me his. I scratched at his arms and hissed and yelled and came like I was dying. "Yeah!" he growled, pummeling me with his cock, "you're our little slut now, you know that?" That word triggered something in me, and as I continued to orgasm uncontrollably, I knew that if being a slut meant feeling like this, then their slut I would be. "Y-y-yess! I'm your slut, I'm your slut for your big black cock fuck me o-o-o-OOOOOOO!!!!!" Bob laughed, and he and Darrell bumped fists. "One more hole to open, little slut," Darrell said and before I knew what was happening, Bob started pulling out of me. "No!" I cried, even though I was still cumming, "please, don't stop..." "Not stopping," Bob grinned, "just changing venues." They flipped me over onto my stomach, my face in Darrell's lap. "Worship," he said, and I opened my mouth and worshiped his magnificent black cock without a second thought. As I licked and sucked on his balls, Bob lubed his fingers in my cunt and started working one into my very tight asshole. The other hand rubbed my cunt, and soon, as a second finger slowly worked its way up my backdoor, I was soon at the verge of orgasm again. When my hips started twitching, the guys both did equally debaucherous things. Bob pulled his fingers out and knelt behind me, lubing his cock in my cunt juices before lining it up with my untested asshole. Darrell pulled my head off of his cock, and before I could look at him in confusion, he spread his legs and brought his feet in, raising his knees and exposing his hard, tight buttocks to me. Tilting his hips, I could see his brown pucker as he drew my head in. I knew what to do, and as I felt Bob pressuring his cock against my rectal ring, I stuck my tongue out and began to lick and bath Darrell's with hot, wet swipes. Bob's spike of a cock soon POPPED! past my virgin rectum, making me moan into Darrell's ass. Slowly, gently, Bob fucked into me, giving me short strokes, giving me just a tiny bit more with each stroke and plenty of time to adjust. As Bob fucked my ass with his cock, I fucked Darrell's with my tongue. Darrell, in turn, wrapped my long hair around his cock and jacked off that way. They both encouraged, telling me how good a slut I was and that I would soon be a house whore just like my mother. The thought that what I was doing - as slutty as it was - was only the tip of the iceberg inflamed we with a strange lust and just as Bob's heavy sack came to rest on my teen cunt, I began to orgasm again. "Fuck!" I tried to scream, but my tongue was shoved all the way Darrell's tasty black ass. "Thuk!" is more the sound I get saying as Bob began to fuck my ass with ever-growing speed and hardness. The juice came pouring out of me, soaking the mattress underneath as I screeched, tongue-fucked, fucked back, and came until my head was fuzzy. "I think it's time," Darrell said. I barely registered Bob's agreement until felt him lodge himself firmly and deeply within me and roll onto his back, taking me with him. His feet hooked around my calves and spread my legs wide as he fucked up into my ass. I saw that Tyrone was now in the room, and his cock was big as well, stiff and throbbing and leaking. It was not as monstrous as Darrell's but the size still intimidated me. He stood next to the bed where my head rested on Bob's chest and held his cock just above my open, panting mouth. A thick line of clear pre-cum oozed out and onto my tongue, and I received it instinctively, knowing that a slut does what I was doing at that moment. Darrell knelt between my legs and rubbed his monstrous cock up and down my juicy little slit. My cums got harder as his hard shaft rubbed my swollen clit. He fisted his cock around my juicy cunt hole and said, "I'm gonna put this in you. We'll all be in you in a few minutes. Then you'll be the purest kind of black cock slut there is - the kind that has only and WILL only know the pleasures of serving black men. Are you ready, little Tina?" I thought about it, thought about the rest of my life filled to capacity with black men, about spreading my legs for these masterful masculine gods, and in response to Darrell's hypnotic words, I reached down and spread my pussy lips apart for him. He smiled and began to lean into me. As if by signal, Bob pulled his cock almost all the way out of my ass, and that combined with our earlier fuck session was the only reason Darrell was able to force his way into my now black-owned teeny cunt. With steady force, he shoved his member into me, making me whine and weep with submissive joy and pleasure and pain. Fetching up at my cervix, he said, "Your life as a girl is over, Tina. You gonna get all our black seed in you." He pushed, and my womb began to open up for him. "All in your little pussy, all the way up!" With that, he slid into my womb, and I screamed as my orgasm, which had been at the moment a series of low throbs, ramped suddenly into overdrive. At that moment, Bob, feeling Darrell notching his cock into me, rammed his oversized spike into my ass. My screams got louder, and my hands left my pussy and grabbed Darrell's muscular arms. I felt my hair being gathered in someone's hand, and it was Tyrone, who turned my head and shoved the head of his cock into my mouth. And with that, they fucked me. I mean, they REALLY FUCKED me. They all used their own rhythms. Tyrone, understanding that I was a cocksucking novice, gently fucked my mouth with just the head of his cock, never making me gag (much) but always leaking his salty precum down my throat. He would occasionally pull my hair, pulling out just to smear my spit and his precum all over my face, before making me suck him again, which I did with a novice's gusto. Meanwhile, Bob gave me steady long strokes up my ass. I had stretched to accommodate him, and he took advantage of it, burying himself up to the balls before pulling almost all the way out before sliding all the way up into me. I felt my asshole twitching and clutching at him and promised myself that my ass would be open to Bob anytime he wanted. But Darrell - Darrell's hard hammering fuck was what kept me screeching. He fucked with a hard, fast pace, his cock never leaving my womb. My pussy was stretching to the limit with his enormous ebony cock and in all the years that he would fuck me, I would never feel less tight with him in me. My lips were all but erased, my clit stretched and scraping on his thick shaft, which also massaged my G-spot at the same time. Around Tyrone's cock head, I screamed my loyalty to Darrell, telling him in muffled shrieks how much I loved him, that he owned me, that my slut cunt belonged to him. The cums never ceased, peaking and crashing into one another. "Fuck me!" I cried into Tyrone's cock, "Fuck me, use me, I love you, I love fucking you and fucking your big black cocks!" They pounded me for God-knows how long, never letting me rest or recover. I passed out for a minute only to wake up to them still fucking me in all of my teenaged holes. I never thought about stopping, me, who had been a virgin just an hour before. I was violated and blacked in all of my openings, and I knew that this is where I belonged. After I passed out and woke up for the third time, my new lovers decided I had enough. "Time for your final initiation, Tina," Darrell growled, fucking into me even harder. "You gonna get your first taste of black seed, and you will never forget it." I wanted to tell him that I would always remember how he and his brothers fucked me, but my mouth was too full and my throat too sore to do anything but whine as my orgasms crested even higher as Bob and Darrell worked my holes even harder. Pretty soon, all three were fucking me in sync, like a team, and as I began to pass out for a fourth time, they met an unspoken signal and buried themselves as deep inside me as they could. I could feel them - harder and bigger than ever - and as Darrell's cock lodged into my womb, I felt my twin holes throb as he and Bob flooded me with wave after wave of hot, scalding cum! Passing out no longer interested me. I exploded into a new high, a cum that never seemed to end, as I tasted Tyrone's seed and felt Darrell's filling my womb. I knew then that I was pregnant, that they had bred me like a slut, and the knowledge increased my high as I choked and swallowed and came and received their combined semen like a seasoned Parisian whore. Pulse after pulse filled me to the brim, and I was dimly aware that cum was being forced out of me and soaking my mother's bed. I didn't care. I was too busy being bred by big black cocks. They dripped sweat on me from their gleaming, muscular bodies. As Tyrone's orgasm subsided, I continued to nurse him until he pulled out of my mouth. Soon afterwards, Bob's still-hard cock pulled out of my ass, and he slid out from underneath me. I lay there, my legs still wide apart, as Darrell kept his cock - no softer at all - deep in my womb. I coughed up a mouthful of cum, swallowed it, and began kissing his chest. "Ah, that was good, Tina," he chuckled, giving his cock a little swirl in me. This set off some aftershocks, and I moaned quietly, bringing my feet up and onto his buttocks. "Oh God," I whimpered. "Oh God, I love you." "That's right," Darrell chuckled, grinding into me, setting off more aftershocks. "And who else?" "Tyrone," I whispered. "Bob. All of you. All black men. I love black men and being your slut. Thank you for making me your black cock slut." "You're welcome," said Tyrone, and as I turned to smile at him, I noticed that the hallway was packed with the rest of the brothers of the Lambda House. As my shock wore off, I noticed that my pussy was juicing up at the sight of them, and the fact that they were stripping down. "It's all for me, isn't it?" I asked Darrell. He laughed, and Tyrone closed the door. "That's right," he said, putting my legs on his chest. My feet barely reached his shoulders. "You been initiated." He pulled his cock out of my womb, almost all the way out of my pussy, and then shoved it all the way back into my freshly violated pussy. "Now you gonna get personally acquainted...with all of us." ------------------ Hope you enjoyed my story! If you like what you've read, please email me at hotkimmiecutie@yahoo.com!