*All Characters in this story are over the age of 18!
Brittney
My name is Brittney and I am pleased to report that my younger, spoiled, bratty step-sister has turned into a certifiable, black cock addicted whore. For a year and a half I have been forced to watch her easy successes and the glowing appreciation showered upon her by my cunt of a step-mother and my wimp of a father. Since they married, this bitchy little blonde debutante has turned into the daughter my father never had, successful in school and a model Christian child. But, much to my delight, I have had the pleasure of learning about my perfect little sister descent into the thriving subculture of black cock worship and submission, of brutal gang-fucking and endless cock-lust that thrives in our hometown of Atlanta.
For generations strong black men have toiled on the lands of the south, growing stronger and more physically superior with each passing generation. They are descended from a stock forced to slave and reproduce under the whip of the white man, and hundreds of years of harsh evolution have bred a line so rugged and powerful that their former masters grovel pathetically at their feet. As a white women, I have always known that black men were supreme to their pathetic white counterparts, every trace of doubt fading with every bulging black arm, rippling ebony chest, and bulging groin that flashed across my televison screen. I had given into lust at a much earlier age than sweet little Kat had. I knew that she was still giddy from her first tastes of the magnificent treat of hot black cock; I had been a full-fledged addict to it for years.
I first learned about Kat's descent on a Friday night that I was spending at my favorite Atlanta hotspot, The Vortex. I was a waitress in Midtown by day, but on most nights of the week you could find me hunting for large, hot, black cock in one of several nightclubs. No black man that ever laid eyes on me had any doubt as to my desires; I wore my lust for black dick openly and invitingly, and over the past 4 years I had sucked countless anonymous black cocks, taken dozens of hot loads in my steaming pussy and tight ass. My addiction was complete and all-consuming; no pleasure was greater than a pulsing black cock spreading my tight sphincter, no thirst was larger than my hunger for hot black cum erupting in my mouth. So imagine my delight when I heard that my flawless stepsister Kat, flower of white virginity, had been consumed by the same lust.
On the Friday when Kat first gave herself to Andre at a drunken party, he called me and told me that he had taken my sweet little sister. The thought of Kat descending into the world that I loved so well had never occurred to me before but I found it immediately appealing. On Sunday, when I blew Marquis fat cock as he told me about Kat similar blowjob the night before, I realized that the thought of Kat innocent little face being blasted with loads of hot cum was acutely thrilling to me. On Monday night, Jamal told me of his recent conquest of my little sister I knew, beyond the shade of a doubt, that our sweet little Kat was indeed a full-fledged slut. Of the three black guys that Kat had been with, I was one of their many willing sluts. It hadn't taken long for the word of Kat's exploits to travel to me.
Since our parents had married, I had watched her with an interest that I admit was frequently driven my lustful interest in this seemingly perfectly innocent teen life. I was no stranger to the dark rivers of lust and passion that guided the human heart, but it was not until Andre told me of my precious little step-sister newfound "taste" for black cock that my true feelings came rushing to the surface. The thought of her perfect little face being blasted with the hot cum that pulsed from Andre's cock thrilled me; the vision of her virgin asshole being plowed wide by Marquis thick black dick made me even hornier than I had ever been before. As cock after cock was pushed into me, my thoughts always returned to her, my innocent, fresh little sister being fucked inside ut by the black dick I had grown to love so much. I had to see this for myself.
I was no stranger to black men, and those that Kat had chosen to give her sweet little bottom to were particularly dear to me. Andre and Jamal had been constant fuck-buddies for quite a while, since I was introduced to them by Jamal older brother Raheem. Raheem was a giant of a man, standing nearly 6'5 and bulging with hard muscle. His demeanor was cold and ruthless, as he had spent a number of years in prison for various crimes. His cock, simply put, was gigantic. I had never been fucked by such a large cock as his, and of all the black guys that had stuffed my wet pussy with their rock hard cocks, Raheem was my favorite. He could dominate you in every way with his towering physique and unstoppable cock. His years in prison had made him a ruthless and brutal sex machine and he could push your body to limits that you can't even imagine. It was Raheem that transformed me into a true slut for black cock, and I thought it was time that sweet little Kat found out just how far she would go with her newfound interest in black dick.
When I told Raheem my plan, a wicked grin broke across his rugged, handsome face. We were sitting in a mall parking lot, and I held his big cock in my heads, stroking it slowly as he smoked a smoldering blunt.
"Jamal said this bitch was a freak. You think she ready to go that far?" He asked, exhaling the heavy marijuana smoke as he spoke.
My hands cupped his balls and my tongue danced over the head of his pulsing cock. "Our parents will be out of town all weekend. It will be perfect."
He nodded and wrapped a large hand around the back of my head and pushed my throat down around his cock.
"Aight..let's show this bitch how we do it down here in a.t.l"
As I dutifully gagged down his enormous jet black cock, my heart raced at the thought of the unimaginable delight I was about to bring my perfect little sister. She was about to get more dick than she ever dreamed of.
We planned it for Friday night. Raheem called Andre, Marquis, and Jamal and told her that Kat's pussy was off limits for the rest of the week. They weren't too happy with that, but they knew what was going on. Our parents would be out of town the entire weekend, so that would give Raheem plenty of time to break Kat in to her new lifestyle. Raheem was a master of turning white girls into cock loving whores; I never seen a girl that could resist his charm. The first time I met him, it only took him 10 minutes to have me in the backseat of his car taking his fourteen inch cock in my steaming cunt and begging for more. Ever since then I had done anything and everything he had asked, and I had never been happier. I was doing Kat a huge favor by introducing her to this black god, her life as about to get even better.
I watched Kat closely all week, waiting for the tell-tale signs that I knew were inevitable when a horny little white girl gets addicted to black dick. Jamal and the boys, following Raheem's declaration of new black dick for little Kat, stayed away from her. I felt a little bad for her really, but I knew that it would make everything easier and even more satisfying for her. She spent time in her room, clicking away at her keyboard until early in the morning. When she got up and went to school, I checked her computer history, to find she had been visiting hardcore interracial porn sites non-stop, probably fingering herself all night to images of hot black dicks fucking the brains out of lucky white sluts. I knew what she was going through- porn only makes you hornier for the black cock, only quenching your lust momentarily before it returns even more powerfully.
My own horniness was practically insatiable as well, though I had the benefit of knowing enough hard black cocks to keep my pussy dripping cum every night of the week. My own exploits paled in comparison to what happened to sweet little Katherine that Friday night. Here it is, in her own words.
Friday Night
After my weekend of fucking, sucking and cumming with Andre and his friends, I was ready for more. Unfortunately, my black men ignored me completely. I called Andre every night, never getting an answer. At school he wouldn't even acknowledge me, and Marquis and Jamal did the same. Had they fucked me and moved on? Was it that easy for them? Maybe they were just keeping it casual, but I was going through the roof. My pussy was positively on fire, and no amount of masturbation or porn was putting it out.
By Friday I was determined to get fucked some black cock, and I didn't care where it would come from. My friends were all making plans, but I knew that this was something I was going to do alone. My parents had left town to visit my grandparents, so I wouldn't have to worry about even coming home if I didn't want to. When school was finally over on Friday I raced to the parking lot and left to go home as quickly as I could, barely speaking to my friends. I had only one goal in mind: getting some black cock wherever I could find it. I was confident, this was Atlanta, the home of the biggest, blackest dicks in America. How hard would it be for a hot slice of young white pussy to get some?
I drove through traffic and finally arrived at my parent's posh suburban home. It was in a neighborhood in the 400,000 dollar range, though that meant very little because everyone I knew lived in these kinds of houses. I was surprised, however, when I saw my sister's car parked in front of the garage door, which was shut. She had usually left by this time of afternoon to go to her job as a waitress in town. It didn't really matter. We all had our own separate areas of the house, whatever the hell she was doing wasn't going to interfere in my mission tonight in the least bit.
I entered the house through the front door, and I immediately realized something was different. An odd scent hung in the air, musky and foreign to my parents sterile suburban dwelling. Loud music played from upstairs, definitely coming from my sister's room, was she having a party or something? She never had friends over and was rarely even here. She kept her private life to herself, so whatever was going on was not something she would do while my parents were home. I froze for a moment, listening, but all I could hear was the music. I was nervous, but I decided to just get upstairs and to my room and just avoid whatever was going on up there. I climbed the stairs quickly, and when I got to the top I turned down the hallway leading to my room. The loud hip hop bumped in my sisters room. My curiosity was definitely raised. What could be going on in there? My own horniness fueled my imagination and I imagined my wild stepsister in there getting laid by some hornier coworker from her restaurant. I could tell that the door was open by the way the music poured into the house, shaking the very walls with the hypnotizing thump of the rap music. Maybe she was just hanging out in there listening to music. I decided to walk around the hall to see what she was doing.
When I turned the corner of the hall that went into her room, I froze in my tracks. Brittney was spread out on her back on top of her bed, legs in the air, getting the shit fucked out of her by the biggest niger I had ever seen Her hands were being held down by another giant black thug, a gigantic dick floating in the air above her, holding her down while his buddy fucked her. I couldn't tell if they were raping her or not, her eyes were closed and she was screaming but I could barely hear her over the music. I didn't know whether to scream or keep watching.
I felt a pair of hands wrapping around my torso and mouth tried to scream but his large black hand blocked my mouth. I immediately felt the power of his body surrounding me, and I stopped resisting immediately.
