Charlotte let out a sharp, aggressive grunt. It was a distinctly unladylike grunt. It was the kind of grunt that, had she made it at a family dinner at home in Alabama would have earned her a sharp glare of approbation from her father, a concerned look of correction from her mother, and a mocking smirk from her sister. But Charlotte wasn't at home in Alabama.
She looked down, past her naked heaving breasts which were flushed red and covered with a thin layer of perspiration as she exerted herself, down into the smiling blue eyes and impish grin of her friend Jessica. Jessica knelt naked before the equally nude Charlotte, who sat, leaning back on the bed in her dorm room. Despite the playful expression on Jessica's face and her rather casual "attire", she was hard at work. She had just worked a decently sized black dildo past Charlotte's sphincter. It was the biggest tool yet that the newly christened slut had managed to fit into her still unplundered. A few weeks ago, Charlotte was a politically and culturally conservative champion of traditional values, who would never go so far as to wear a sleeveless top or a skirt that ended above her knees, who would never be cut alone with a boy behind a closed, who was, though she was loath admit it, just a little bit racist.
But now. Now Charlotte was, like her roommate and best friend Hannah, a committed black cock slut. She had taken countless enormous ebony cocks in her mouth and pussy, had gallons of cum sprayed all over body, into her (pill-protected!) womb, and down her greedy throat. And the once fierce advocate for traditional marriage and lifestyles had learned the delights of sapphic lust, having had the tongues and fingers of many other equally wonton women in her pussy, in her asshole, across her breasts--and she had tasted similar delights herself.
But for all of her commitment to her new, debauched lifestyle she hadn't yet managed to get one of those glorious black cocks up her still-virgin butthole. It wasn't that she objected to the idea. On the contrary, she felt a certain sadness that she hadn't yet become a three-whole slut, felt that she clung to one of the sillier vestiges of her old life. She longed to be as filthy as Hannah and Jess...but she just hadn't been able to cross that bridge.
"You're doing great sweetie," Hannah cooed behind her as she gently stroked her hair with one hand and held Charlotte's hand in another. Charlotte was leaning back, her head resting between the naked breasts of her beloved friend, roomate, and fellow slut.
Charlotte just groaned in response as Jess continued to gently but insistently work the plastic invader up into her tight, virgin asshole. Charlotte had taken much larger cocks in her mouth and pussy, and they had plundered those holes with far more vigor and intensity, but her asshole just hadn't been as receptive as the rest of her body. Jess and Hannah, who had initiated her into their world of depravity, had shown nothing but kindness and patience in trying to help Charlotte clear this final hurdle before she could truly call herself a fully debauched whore, and she found herself making slow but steady progress. This was the biggest dildo they had tried on her, and although Charlotte didn't exactly have a ruler or a stopwatch, she thought this was the furthest one of the faux-dicks had worked its way in, and in the fastest time yet. Still, she couldn't have gone this far without the support of her friends, and she gripped Hannah's hand more tightly as the invasion progressed.
"YAY!" Jessica cried out excitedly. "It's all the way in! I'm so proud of you!!! How does it feel babe?"
Charlotte managed a weak smile as she worked up the strength to form words, recognizign the need to express herself with something other than moans and grunts.
"G-good." She managed to stammer. "It's good. It's so good!" Her own words surprised Charlotte, but they were true. The plastic shaft rammed up her ass certainly felt different, but she liked it! She realized that a fleshy but still rock-hard ebony rod up her ass, wielded by one of the master bulls she had become intimate with (or even a brand new bull!) would be even better, but she'd still need to work up to that. For now, she was genuinely enjoying the substitute, wielded by an experienced and skilled bisexual slut.
Jess grinned in delight and Hannah giggled, both amused at and approving of their once prudish friend's conversion.
"I think you need to kick this up a notch," Hannah said excitedly. "Show this whore some of what she's missing out on!"
Jess nodded seriously, and began to work the dildo in Charlotte's ass with gentle but steady strokes.
In response, Charlotte let out another of those animalistic grunts as she lost herself in pleasure. Before long, her staccato grunts became more of a continuous squeal. Her skin flushed red and her legs began to trash about as her squeals became screams. Jess recognized the signs of an building orgasm and, determined to further Charlotte's education by bringing her rapidly to an intense orgasm with an ebony rod lodged deep into her asshole, moved her head forward and began aggressively lapping at Charlotte's pussy and clitoris.
Charlotte's eyes rolled back into her head, which was now thrashing about uncontrollably. Hannah grabbed the bucking brunette's head with surprising strength given her relatively petite size and pulled her towards her own mouth. Within less than a second, the two roomates were passionately making out, tongues thrusting into each other's mouth with ardor.
Hannah, no stranger to blissful orgasms at the sapphic hands of her fellow sluts or from a power ebony shaft, also saw what was happening to Charlotte. In the past few weeks, she had seen Charlotte take enough black cock, and had brought Charlotte to orgasm herself enough times, that she was especially attuned to the tell-tale signs of the progressive states of Charlotte's sexual arousal. "Let's show this slut a good time!" she thought to herself, and reached around with one hand to begin stroking Charlotte's clit.
Jess's premonition--fuelled by years instincts developed through years of unabashed slutiness--came true as Charlotte let rip with a shriek of pleasure into Hannah's mouth and her entire body began to quake with the force of the orgasm. A sweet, light liquid burst from from her spasming pussy. Jess laughed with delight and positioned her face so that it Charlotte's sexual juices ran down her face and into her open mouth.
