NOTE: There is very brief lesbian incest in this chapter.
Jess' heart was full.
She had taken a break from the fuckfest and settled into a comfy armchair, where she watched her protege Hannah get stuffed with black cock in all of her holes. She felt extraordinary pride at the totatality and eagerness of the girl's submission to black cocks, at her apparently complete conversion to a black cock whore.
Now, Hannah and Sophie, two of her favorite people, were locked in a passionate sixty nine as black cocks plunged in and out of their bodies. Sophie had shown Jess, a sheltered Midwestern girl overly concerned with her social status and what other people thought of the the joys of black cock and embracing her inner whore. In turn, Jess had taken Hannah (and many, many other bright young women) under her wing, transforming her from a quiet, shy nerd to a cock-crazed slut.
"Not transformed", Jess corrected herself. "Unleashed." This was always who Hannah was meant to be.
Now, Hannah and Sophie were pleasuring each other, and sharing the pleasures of black cock. The display of intergenerational slutiness filled Jess with a sense of warmth and contentment.
She glanced down at her phone, and saw that the dying device still had 1% of its battery power remaining. "Enough to snap a picture or two of this lovely moment!" Jess thought. She lifted the camera up and angled it to get just the right shot...when the screen went black, and flashed with a broken battery signal.
"Darn it!" Jess sighed in frustration. Still, perhaps this was her cue to check out what was going in the rest of the house. She knew the upstairs rooms were filled with groups that wanted to frolic in a bit of a more intimidate environment than that afforded by the unbridled orgy unfolding around her. She smirked to herself. She hadn't wanted Malcolm and Lucas to freak Hannah out by showing their fucking skills at her first party...she was afraid having men Hannah knew act like lust-driven maniacs in frot of her would drive her away, that she wasn't quite ready for that sight. She hadn't told Malcolm or Lucas that Hannah was coming to this party either...she had wanted to surprise them, and thought she'd have a few funny stories about a prudish but curious girl bearing witness to an orgy.
Hannah lifted her head up from Sophie's cunt to scream "Oh my god you filthy little whore you eat this fucking pussy so good! Eat this whore pussy while a black cock pounds it! POUND THIS SLUTTY FUCKHOLE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! OH JEEESSUSSSSS. " Hannah's speech was cut off when the stud who had been fucking Sophie pulled his cock out of the older blonde's pussy and shoved it in her mouth. Hannah grasped it with her hands, and began stroking and twisting it as she bobbed her head up and down on it.
"Well," Jess thought, shrugging to herself, "No one can be right all the time."
Hannah was now a confirmed, bona fide black cock slut. Jess figured she could leave the scene for awhile, and that Hannah could handle whatever the group may through at her without her needing to help or watch her over her.
She stood up from the armchair and wandered over to the side of the room where many of the women present had left their purses. She quickly found her own, picked it up, and walked to a restroom off the main room.
She found an electronic wall socket, and plugged her phone in. She reasoned it would take a while to charge, and she wanted it away from the main scene of the action, where some spray of bodily fluid or body crashing down might cause it to break.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a complete mess, having become an unruly mane as she spent the evening having it pulled and stroked, whipping her head about, and having her head lay on the ground, various bits of furniture, and hang in the air as she fucked in myriad positions. Her makeup was smeared all over face, which was covered with sweat and the cum of both men and women. She smiled at the memory of Hannah squirting all over her face in the moments before she had been truly deflowered.
Still, she figured she should touch herself up. She pulled a makeup kit and hairbrush kit out of her purse, and carefully put her hair back in order and reapplied her makeup. She looked almost normal...except she was still completely naked, still had red handmarks all over body, still had swollen pussy lips and a well stretched pussy and asshole, and her body was still covered in cum and sweat. "It is an orgy." Jess thought to herself. "I'm not going to look like Miss Manners after how I've spent my evening."
She walked out of the bathroom and glanced over to check on Hannah's progress. She saw the scene had changed. Hannah was now getting pounded from behind doggy style as she knelt on the coffee table, and Terri had joined the group. She lay in front of Hannah, and Hannah was merrily munching away at her pussy. Sophie, meanwhile, was bent over, eating the ass of the man who was fucking Hannah, while the stud who had been fucking Hannah during their sixty-nine session pounded her from behind.
Jess smiled to see that Hannah was still enjoying herself, and made her way up the stairs. As she walked down the hallway, some doors were open and she could see little, mini sex parties as she passed by. Some of the doors were closed, but the unmistakable sound of bed springs squeaking and ecstatic cries and shrieks left little doubt as to what was happening.
She didn't expect to find either Malcolm or Luke in any of those rooms, however. She didn't stop until she came to the end of the hall and stood before a room with a pair of larger, double doors. She raised her hand to the door to knock, gently at first, and then harder when no response came.
After a minute, the door swung open and a mid-thirties white man of medium height and reasonably good looks opened the door. His brown hair was cut short, and he wore glasses and an unfashionable set of cargo shorts and a plain, blue t-shirt. His only other accessory was a gold wedding band.
"Hi Dr. Suffolk!" Jess said cheerfully, leaning in to give him a friendly quick peck on the cheek and giving him a warm, but chaste, hug.
"Ummm...hi there Jessica." The man stumbled out, seeming to squirm and blush as Jess' bare breasts pressed against him. "You know you can call me Jerry when we're at these events."
