Kate's Obession Part 3

y body was weary but my soul was satisfied as I walked across the parking light on the warm spring night. In the gym I had just left the company of Andre and his friend Marquis, who had become my second black lover this weekend. It was Sunday night and I decided that this had been, without a doubt, the best weekend of my life. I felt liberated. I felt as if I was finally living in the world I had wanted to live in all of my life; to finally enjoy the pleasures of the world that my heart and soul most deeply desired.

I drove home with the music off. I felt reflective and deeply satisfied with the evening, and I envisioned the many more to come with anticipation and enthusiasm. Being taken by the two black men as an experience I had always longed for. Our bodies fit together so perfectly, in yin-yang symmetry of black and white; his glistening ebony cock buried in my dripping, tight pussy; His strong black hands gripping my firm, round breasts. Tasting their cum and feeling it deep inside my body, I knew that when I was fucking a fat black cock, I was answering to a higher calling.

I walked inside our cool, air-conditioned suburban Atlanta home at 11:45. My mom was asleep on the coach in front of the still playing television. She didn't wake as I walked through the living room and upstairs to my room. As I turned down the carpeted upstairs hallway, I heard my step-sisters door open behind me at the opposite end of the hallway.

"Have a good workout, sweetie?" her clear, sarcastic voice chimed out. Her name was Britney, and we did not really get along. She was 3 years older than me, the daughter of my mother's new husband. She was a waitress and extremely wild, having repeatedly failed out of school and lost jobs due to her excessive partying. I didn't really know her that well, and she was rarely home. God knows where she stayed when she wasn't here.

"Yeah, it was ok." I said off-handedly. For some reason, I could tell my sister knew something was up.

"You must have. You look super tired." She said, frowning in an overly concerned face, "You better go get a shower."

She giggled and turned and shut the door to her room. She was only wearing her cotton underwear and a bra, and down her back I spotted her extensive tattoo collection. She was still very beautiful though, with long auburn hair and dark brown eyes. Her body was slightly more mature than mine, with larger breasts and a rounder butt, but she was still in perfect shape. I have always wondered how she kept from getting a beer gut when she seemed to be drinking every night of the week. My mom didn't like Britney much either, and considered her spoiled little brat that had transformed into a typical Atlanta party girl.

I took a long warm shower and cleaned my sweaty, well-fucked body slowly and deliberately. My body was warmly satisfied after being so thoroughly and completely fucked. My senses were still washed over with the endorphins of multiple orgasms and sated by the satisfying taste of drink down sweet, hot cum. I stepped out of the tower and wrapped a towel around myself. I was going to sleep well tonight.

Back to School

I awoke on Monday morning at 7:30 to my beeping alarm clock. I had fallen asleep in the towel I had put on after showering. I had slept beautifully, and as I rose my body still glowed with the satisfaction of the previous evening's encounter. I looked forward to going to school today to see Andre and Marquis. I didn't really know what to expect. If they had told anyone about what had happened, which it didn't seem like an unlikely possibility. I did have faith in their discretion, and they had to realize that if they embarrassed me I wouldn't fuck them anymore. I had a feeling they would keep there little secret to themselves.

My fears were unfounded, as I arrived at school and everything was perfectly normal. No sidelong glances as I walked by or hushed whispers behind my back. It was just another day at my high school, and after my weekend, it was a little depressing to be in such a boring place. I was sitting in the lunchroom waiting for class to begin at the table of my friends. Most of them were typical snobby cheerleader types, and on this new morning, they seemed particularly bitchy and immature. They were still little girls, whereas I had realized what it means to be women.

"Did you have fun at the party on Friday, Kat?" My friend Brandy asked me.

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I got really drunk and my sister came and got me."

Brandy looked at me suspiciously. Brandy knew I had been hot for Andre for a long time, and as my best friend I wouldn't worry about confiding in her what had really happened but not in front of all of our snobby, judgmental friends.

As Brandy and I were walking to our lockers, she leaned in close and asked me in a low voice what really had happened.

I couldn't help but smiling; I was dying to tell someone about my new adventures.

Her mouth fell open. "You slut!" She whispered. "I thought I saw you two go upstairs at about the same time!"

I nervously glanced around. No one was nearby or even paying us any attention. "Don't tell anyone. I'll tell you everything if you promise not to tell anyone." I said to hear in a low, serious tone. "It would be the end of everything if word got out."

She winked at me and pinched my arm. "You know you can trust me, Kat. I'm proud of you." As Brandy spoke to me I saw her notice something over my shoulder, behind me.

I instinctively turned my head to see what she was looking at, and much to my surprise, Andre, Marquis, and half the basketball team was walking down the hall, right towards me.

I was speechless as Andre and the rest of the boys stopped in front of mine and Brandy's locker. People were definitely taking notice now. The site of Andre, his dark powerful arms revealed from his sleeveless basketball jersey and his equally stimulating friends elicited from my body the response that they deserved. I wanted to protect my reputation, but once glance at these beautiful, powerful men reminded me that my first duty was to serve their magnificent black cocks that could bring me so much pleasure.

Brandy had enough sense to act casual as they stopped in front of us, and I quickly reminded myself that acting nervous would be a huge giveaway. I popped up my cheerleader smile and spoke unreservedly loud and clear to Andre.

"You guys ready for the pep-rally tomorrow?" I inquired. Perfectly legitimate school activities.

Most of the guys laughed and nodded, but it was clear Andre was the leader of the pack. "Yeah, I think so. We're more worried about the game against Troy afterwards though."

I kept on my fake and completely sustainable cheerleader face. I wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees, pull his pants down, and rub my tongue up and down the powerful cock that I knew was hiding just inches away in his baggy playing shorts.

"Well, we'll see you at practice this afternoon." I managed to force out and turned to my locker, making a show of searching intensely for my math book. I could hear Andre and the boys walking off, heading down the hall. I wondered if anyone had noticed or thought it odd that they would stop and talk to me like that. Doubtful, but it was still risky. When I shut my locker and turned around, Brandy was smiling at me with a gaze that saw right through me.

"Don't tell me you plan on taking all those guys for yourself, Kat." She said in a playful, accusatory tone.

I smiled at her "We'll see."

Pep-Squad

The rest of the day went smoothly and I had no reason to suspect that anyone knew anything. I began to relax and look forward to cheerleading practice this afternoon, as the basketball team would be there and we would be working on our routine for the pep-rally that would be held tomorrow afternoon.

Brandy and I met in the girl's locker room after classes were over to change for after-school cheerleading practice. The girl's locker was on the opposite side of the gym from the boys where I had been plowed by Andre the night before. Being back in the basement of the school brought back the feelings immediately. The boys were probably changing in there right now. Maybe some big black basketball player was using the very same changing room where Marquis had shot his load across my face and Andre had pumped me full of his hot, pussy-stretching black cock. My heart raced at the thought of it. I quickly pulled my cheerleading skirt up over my panties to hide the wet spot that I could feel growing between my legs.

Brandy was staring at me; I could feel her paying a great deal of attention to my every move. I knew she wanted the juicy details. While Brandy had known about my interest in Andre and black men in general, I wasn't sure how she felt about it. I had always sensed a great deal of interest when I had mentioned how hot Andre was, or how much I enjoyed watching hours and hours of BET, just to see sexy black rappers flaunt their power and physical domination on the airwaves of the nation. We had sat glued to the television for hours, savoring each rippling ebony abdomen that glistened with sweat, every tattooed, muscular black bicep, every strong, beautiful ebony chest. I knew she was interested in black men, but she had never gone as far as to openly admit it.

"So how was it?" She asked me quietly. She was staring directly into my eyes, her wavy black hair cascading down her dark, tanned cheeks. Brandy had long eyelashes and dark, sensuous lips that she had inherited from her gorgeous Brazilian mother. Brandy had dark skin and a body so thin she had a good chance of being a supermodel. Here in Atlanta, she was positively exotic looking and had never lacked attention from boys.

"It was amazing" I said simply, and she knew that I meant it. I looked into her eyes and I knew she understood just how much I meant it. I didn't have to describe the mind-blowing orgasms or the pleasure swallowing down as much of a big black dick as you could. With our eyes locked, she understood completely without having to say a word.

I knew she was really thinking about something. She was subdued throughout practice, though know one else seemed to notice it. I noticed her looking down in the basketball court, glancing at Andre, Marquis and the rest of them practicing down on the court. I noticed her looking because I couldn't help but looking myself. Frequently Andre would look back at me and smile and wink. I couldn't help but wondering when I would get to be with him again, or if he would even want to see me again after what had happened in the locker room last night. I was afraid that by sucking Marquis off, he might think I was some trashy slut and not want anything to do with me. I was worried for a moment that my fun might be over not long after it started, but it dawned on me that black dick was not in short supply around here. I could probably fuck the whole basketball team if I wanted to. I had a feeling none of them would turn me down, if I asked sweetly.

My body was getting wound up watching them play down on the court. The satisfaction and relief brought by last night's pounding was transforming into craving and lust. I couldn't believe how horny I felt, I had hoped that I would be able to control myself, but my body had been fucked twice by black dick in the past 3 days, and clearly it was starting to like it.

We practiced for hours and the intense physical exertion help to curb my increasing horniness. At 8:15, Coach Harmony decided we were ready for tomorrow's big pep rally.

"Alright girls, go home and rest up. We need to be fresh and ready to go tomorrow afternoon."

Brandy and I turned and began walking back to the lower level of the gym to the locker room. I noticed that the court was empty; the boys had probably been let go 10 minutes before. I saw some players milling around and heading outside to their cars. As we crossed the gym, Andre came trotting out of the opposite side of the gym. He had his book bag on, and behind him were Marquis and another basketball player named Jamal. Andre headed toward us and we slowed to talk to him. Ahead of us, Coach Harmony headed into the changing room without looking back. The door shut behind her. We were completely alone in the gym.

"What's up ladies? Ya'll have a good practice?" He asked casually, smiling confidently.

"Yeah, I think we are ready for tomorrow. How about you guys?" I replied.

Jamal and Marquis nodded. Andre replied "yeah. We gonna fuck them boys from Decatur up."

I laughed. I wanted to arrange something, but I really didn't know how to go about it, especially with Brandy standing next to me. "What are you guys up to now?" I asked innocently. I realized immediately that everyone present knew the question was anything but innocent.

Andre reached into his pocket and produced a large blunt cigar, filled with weed. "We gonna smoke this. Interested?"

I nodded immediately. I almost forgot about Brandy. I was sure she was going to back out. I realized what a slut I must look like to her, eagerly rushing off to get high with three giant black guys.

"Sounds good." Brandy replied. I turned to look at her and she smiled and winked at me. "I've never been high before." She said in her most innocent voice. I knew better than that.

"Meet us in the back parking lot when everyone leaves. We'll wait for ya." Andre said, and stepped towards the gym exit with Jamal and Marquis right behind him.

I wasn't sure what to think about Jamal. He was gorgeous in his own way, slightly leaner and taller than both Andre and Marquis, and he had a darkly confident that sacred and excited me every time I was around him. He played on the basketball team, but he was hardly a model student. He was always getting into trouble, fights, and confrontations with teachers and other students and came off as much more of a thuggish type than the other two. I was curious though, and I wasn't about to pass up a chance to sample another piece of prime black meat.

Brandy seemed eager too. As we changed in the locker room before heading out to meet them, she applied some pretty heavy makeup and painted her lips a dark, rich red. She pulled on some red jogging shorts and tight red workout top that looked beautiful against here tan almond skin. She pulled her long black hair back into a ponytail and gave me wink when she noticed me watching her.

Not to be outdone, I slid on a practice skirt from my cheerleading bag. It wasn't a proper cheerleading skirt with the school colors, but a simple white one we used for practice. After I pulled it up, I reached inside and gripped the seam of my panties and dropped them down to the floor. I didn't want anything to get in the way.

Brandy and I walked wordlessly out of the gym and into the parking lot, carrying our workout bags and trying to look casual. I spotted Andre's car on a far side of the student parking lot in a space right next to mine and Brandy's parked cars. As we approached the back door swung open and Marquis hopped out.

"You girls ready to smoke?" He said in disarmingly sweet voice. He might act nice, but I knew he was every inch a stud with a fat black cock to boot.

I smiled at him. "Sure. Let us throw our bags in our cars and we'll ride with you guys."

"Aight. Brandy, you can ride shotgun." He replied. I guess that put me in the backseat.

After throwing my bag into my car, I slid past Marquis and into the middle of the large back seat in Andre's old Buick. The car was old but obviously he had put a lot of work into it. It was painted a dark, glossy black and the interior had been entirely redone with rich brown leather. Jamal was sitting next to the window on my right, and gave me a tight smile and a wassup nod as I slid in next to him. Andre, sitting in the driver's seat, turned back and smiled at me.

"Hows it goin baby." He asked in his deep, confident voice.

"Okay. Practice was pretty rough today. Harmony was being a real bitch and kept making us do the same shit over and over." I replied. As I was speaking, Brandy had come around and opened up the front passenger door and hopped in. All eyes went to her as she casually draped her slender, tanned arm across the front bench seat.

"Yeah. What a bitch." She continued my sentence. "Me and Kat really need to unwind."

Andre smiled and started up his car. "We can do that." He said, nodding his head and laughing suggestively.

"Hey dawg, cut that music back up." Jamal said. I looked over at him briefly and he met my eyes. His gaze sent a thrilling shiver of fear down my body. He was so lean and darkly powerful, so cold in his demeanor. Being near him filled me with sense thrilling sense of danger. I knew that he would not hesitate to take every advantage of me that he could, and that's exactly what I wanted.

The deep, rumbling bass from Andre's trunk speaker system filled the car. I wasn't sure where we going, but I figured it was someplace relatively private. My body was tense and I was somewhat nervous in the car full of all these people. Even though I had fucked Andre twice and blown Marquis, I could not suppress the anxious feelings of lust, nervousness, and the tremendous excitement that was building inside of me.

No one spoke as Andre drove the powerful car back around our high school and towards the baseball field. He pulled onto a small road that ran behind the field that led to the visiting team's dugout and changing room. He parked his car behind the low cement dugout, and we were completely hidden from the high school and anyone driving threw the parking lot. I began to relax.

Andre pulled the blunt from the glove box of his car. "Aight, let's smoke this shit."

"Fuck yeah man, light that bitch up." Marquis echoed from the back seat. He leaned forward and looked over at Brandy. "You sure you never smoked up before?"

She turned and looked at him and nodded, batting her dark, exotic eyes. "Never. I've always been too scared to try." She said in a subtly seductive voice.

Marquis laughed and leaned back, and I felt him lay his arm across the backseat that we were sharing. It lay just behind my head, and I could feel it brush against my hair as he leaned back and stretched out. I had to fight the instinct to close my eyes and breathe in his entrancing scent. Jamal also shifted in his seat, and his black denim jeans rubbed against my bare right leg and stayed there. He placed a hand on his knee that was also temptingly near. As the proximity to these powerful men began to awaken my senses, I felt my lust rise to a level that was almost painful. I really hoped those guys were up for some serious fucking. For a moment I worried that Brandy might chicken out and screw it up for everyone, but as I saw Andre lean over and place the just lit blunt in her hand, my fears vanished. I had always known Brandy was as hot for black guys as I was, and maybe she was finally ready to admit it.

She took the blunt in and took a large hit and held it in. Andre was smiling at her and watching her face expectantly. She smiled wickedly and exhaled the sizeable hit through her nostrils. Andre was obviously very into Brandy, but I didn't really feel any jealously towards her. Clearly if I wanted to have access to Andre's friends, he was going to have access to mine.

Brandy turned and passed the burning blunt to Jamal. He took a large hit and passed it to me, and I did the same. The blunt circled the group many times, and each passing hit seemed to relax everyone considerably. Brandy had stretched her legs onto Andre's lap, and leaned against the door. We all laughed and talked, and I began to realized how laid back the guys all really were. Their confidence in themselves was really very liberating, and even Jamal showed the selfless sense of humor and easy comfort that I find so appealing about strong black men. The music thumped in the background and we laughed and talked about school and everything else. Their laid-back confidence was contagious and Brandy and I were soon completely relaxed and having a really good time just hanging out with Andre and his friends.
Jamal was passing the almost depleted blunt to me when the lighter that accompanied slipped from his hands and fell down into the seat. It landed on the smooth leather of the seat and slid back and came to a stop just inches from my pantyless crotch.

"Damn. Lemme get that." He said, in a voice barely higher than a whisper.

I was hitting the blunt, gazing interestedly at Jamal as he slowly leaned forward to retrieve his lighter. He looked directly into my eyes, and again I felt that a thrilling shiver rush through my body as his cold, dark eyes locked with mine. He confidently lowered his hand down between my legs, his thumb barely brushing against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. He held my gaze, seemingly daring me to try and resist his powerful, invading hand. I exhaled the potent weed smoke and smiled at him as he leaned in closer. Without breaking his gaze, I handed the blunt over to Marquis. I could feel the arm that Marquis had casually placed behind me closing in behind me. He turned and leaned in close to me to retrieve the small roach that was all that remained of the blunt. The heat from their bodies was driving me through the roof, and again I had to resist a carnal urge to thrust my hungry cunt onto Jamal's encroaching hand.

I bit my lip and closed my eyes as I felt Jamal's hand close around the lost lighter that lay between my legs. I had spread my legs to accommodate his probing hand, and though I knew Jamal had a perfect grasp of my desires, I gently squeezed my soft, creamy thighs around his strong fist. When I did this his hand opened back up immediately, releasing the lighter and slid back to touch the inside of my thigh. I could feel Marquis's hand wrap around my shoulder, and breaking my gaze with Jamal, I turned to face him. He had taken a deep hit from the last of the blunt and leaned in close to me, his lips dark lips brushing pressing against mine. I instinctively opened my mouth and he exhaled his hit into me and I immediately breathed in deep into my body. The drug seemed to explode throughout my body, and I felt my senses heighten and drink in the stimulation that these two black gods were pouring into me.

Jamal's hand had slowly rubbed up my leg and soon discovered the fact that I wasn't wearing any panties. He snaked his other arm behind my waist, and with it pulled my white practice skirt further up my thighs. As I exhaled the hit I Turned from Marquis, whose free hand began to rub across my stomach, at Brandy and Andre. I was very pleased to see that Brandy had apparently laid down across the front seat, as all I could see was Andre's powerful shoulders, apparently freed from their clothing, flexing has he leaned down on top of her. I could hear the sounds of them kissing heavily, her soft moans as his tongue caressed her neck and massaged her ears. Brandy had once told me that her earlobes were her most sensitive spot, and it appeared that Andre had quickly discovered all her hot zones as her hands appeared from behind the seat and dug into his muscled, ebony back.

I was too entranced with my own suitors to pay much attention to Brandy at that moment. Jamal had leaned in and was kissing my own neck, his large but nimble tongue rubbed up and down my exquisitely sensitive neck as his hand continued to rub the soft inside of my leg. As I closed my eyes and tilted my head to allow him more access to my neck, Marquis snaked his hand up the front of my shirt and was tweaking a rock hard nipple between his strong fingers. Unfettered by Jamal's close proximity, he leaned in and began kissing the front of my neck running his equally splendid tongue up my neck and around the bottom and up the front of my chin; just as his tongue reached my mouth, Jamal moved his attentions further down my neck and too my shoulder, running his moist tongue over my burning hot flesh. I leaned in to kiss Marquis, and our tongues wrapped around each other and I savored the taste of his sweet lips pressed against my own. I had never kissed anyone with the fervor I was possessed with now. Jamal and Marquis were getting me hotter than I had ever been before.

Jamal pressed a finger against the outer rim of my wet slit and flicked it up and down the sensitive outer edge. He chuckled, and looking up at Marquis (who had just pulled back from our tongue-sucking kiss) said "This ho is leakin down here Marq."

Marquis leaned in and looked down between my spread legs and at my slobbering cunt that Jamal continued to expertly tease with his strong finger. He nodded in agreement and laughed. "That's some good lookin pussy you got Kat."

I bit down on my lip, unable to respond, as Jamal clairvoyantly located my clitoris and plucked it with his uncannily stimulating finger.

Andre's head rose up from behind the front seat and he turned to look over me grinning as he took the in the scene of my lithe young body being pleasured from every angle by Jamal and Marquis. I could hear Brandy's heavy breathing from the front; I imagined that she was getting much the same treatment. The thought of the godlike Andre dominating my sweet little Brandy was even more fuel for the fire that was raging inside of I was really starting to like this car and the ultra-close proximity that it facilitated. Being so close to this many black guys could never be a bad thing.

Marquis reached down and began pulling my tank top off over my head. My hands, which had been resting on my legs, found new homes massaging the bulging crotches that had developed on both sides of me. Jamal slid two of his large fingers inside my now drenched pussy and slowly spun them around until they were side by side deep inside my burning snatch. He began to flex and move them in a beckoning gesture that rubbed the walls of my horny cunt in a way that sent me over the edge. Marquis had lowered his head down and leaned across my chest to take a nipple into his mouth, softly rubbing it with his hard teeth and teasing it with his flicking tongue. Between their irresistibly powerful duel stimulation, I felt an orgasm come rushing over me like a tidal wave. My hips bucked up against Jamal's strong hand and my neck arched back as a loud moan escaped my mouth as pleasure overwhelmed my body. My hands grabbed on to the rock hard cocks I felt under both their clothing, powerful black tools just waiting to be put to work.

As the body-shuddering orgasms passed, my head rolled forward and my eyes sprung open to the site of Brandy climbing on top of Andre, who was now leaning back against his door, and lowering herself onto what I knew to be his magnificent black cock. Andre gazed up at here with smug satisfaction as she pinched her nipples and tugged on her breasts as she lowered herself down the pleasure of his ebony dick filled her. She was completely oblivious now, overcome by the pleasure, and I badly wanted to see her firm little ass gliding up and down Andre's glistening black prick, her pussy wrapping around and coating his thick shaft with her sweet juices. The look on her face said it all, and in a manner of second she was serenely bouncing her self up and down on his powerful black manhood.

I lifted my hands from their bulging crotches and pushed each of them back to their respective sides. I climbed up on the wide seat, facing Jamal and his still unseen cock. My ass hung just inches away from Marquis's face, I didn't think it would take him long to think of something to do with it.

Jamal turned sideways and propped a leg against the back of the seat. I slid forward, my eyes glued to the zipper that was hiding my hot chocolate treat. My mouth salivated at the thought of getting to suck on a black dick, but I also very interested to see how he measured up with Andre and Marquis. Now that I was becoming something of a connoisseur of black cock, I began to regard every unseen dick as an unopened present waiting to unwrapped and played with.

I undid the top button of his pants as he looked down on me calmly. There was something about Jamal that made me feel completely dominated and under his control. He had a secret power that threatened and teased at the same time, and I had a hunch that I knew what was behind it. As I unzipped his pants he wrapped his hand around my head, pulling my blonde hair through his dark fingers. I slid his pants down, and much to my excitement, he wasn't wearing anything underneath them either. His cock was, without a doubt, the longest one I had yet seen. All the guys in the car had big dicks, but I was pretty sure that Jamal's was somehow larger than even Andre's, there were at least eleven and a half inches pulsing there before me, and just as thick as Andre's. Marquis probably had a good 8 or so, but he seemed thicker than Andre.

After gazing at it for a moment, I looked up at Jamal and smiled.

"You know what to do, bitch." He commanded down at me.

I immediately felt guilty for having to be told to do what was clearly my natural role and function in this world. I lifted his massive member up, and ran my tongue from its stout base up to the top; the sheer length of it was overwhelming. I stroked the top half of his cock as I descended on his large black balls, gently sucking them and massaging them my tongue, breathing in deeply that sultry satisfying scent of these delicious cum factories. I felt Marquis rub a hand across my blossoming cunt, and finding it more than ready, lining up the fat cock that had yet to explore my eager insides. I worked a clear drop of precum and out of the tip of Jamal's unbelievable cock and smoothed it down the sides, polishing his dick to shine like ebony marble. I teased wrapped my plush lips around the fat mushroom head, and with a lust that was even greater than ever before, began to slurp the pulsing head with all the force I could muster, milking it for all it was worth, twirling my tongue around his sensitive cockhead and sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. His response was immediate, He let out a hard moan and gripped my head with is strong hand. Marquis's cock, which he had pressed slowly against my relatively tight (compared to the monster he was pushing in there) pussy, broke through the tight outer muscles and into the deep, wet canal that was so starved for big black dick. The penetration brought instant satisfaction, and I was tempted to stop my labors on Jamal's cock and savor the relief my cunt had been crying out for since stepping into this car full of hot black guys and my equally slutty best friend.

In fear of pissing of Jamal, I returned my attention to his mouth-watering cock. Marquis, once he buried his tool to the balls, began to pump in and out of me in rhythm with the thumping bass from the music from Andre's stereos. Jamal, gripping the base of his cock released my head and let me do what I had been waiting to do to his beautiful cock since the day I was born. The rhythm of our fucking was soon established, and Marquis's brimming balls would slap against by cunt as I gagged down as much of Jamal's cock as I could. Andre had been a god before, but the feeling of two black cocks bumping inside of you is a feeling that is beyond divine. I was beyond doubting my choice in the matter; I was seeing my lifelong desires finally come to life. There is something rewarding about satisfying about fulfilling your deepest, darkest desires. As Marquis hands grabbed hold of my waist, pulling me down on his fat cock and Jamal pulled his glistening black dick out of my mouth and rubbed it across my face, I knew that there was nothing else on this earth for me.

Jamal took hold of my head and pushed my face back down into his balls. I dutifully obeyed, and resumed licking and fondling them. He was rubbing his huge cock with one hand, holding my head down with the other. I moaned breathlessly with each thrust from Marquis cock, I didn't want it to ever end.

I could hear Brandy screaming in the front seat, but it seemed like a million miles away. Clearly Andre was giving her twat the plowing it deserved, but all my senses were consumed with the black cocks that were filling my mouth and splitting my eager pussy wide open. We were in our own world, and I imagine so were Brandy and Andre.

Jamal let go his cock, and it slapped against my forehead as I looked up at him. Marquis, with a groan, pulled his cock out of my well stretch twat and breathed heavily behind me. Jamal pushed me upright by my shoulders and commanded me to slide onto his lap. He slid underneath me until I was propped up on my knees over his stomach. I took the time to look over the seat and to see little Brandy, her face red and eyes closed, with hot satisfied moans escaping her mouth, sideways in the front seat getting fucked raw by Andre and his undeniable black dick. He pistoned in and out her at a pace that was clearly overwhelming her senses. His strong bare chest shone with the sweat of what had to be at least half an hour of unrelenting pounding, of stuffing a dick that Brandy couldn't have even dreamed of the night before, in and out of her practically virgin cunt. She was getting her brains fucked out up there.

I felt Marquis hands press against the hot skin of my back, and I lowered myself down over Jamal. He looked up at me and I felt him placing his dick at the entrance of my well fucked snatch. Marquis had lowered was propping himself up with his hands, and I had a creeping suspicion that I something I might not be able to handle was about to happen. Jamal flexed his rock hard cock up to the entrance of my pussy taking hold of my ass, arched his back and pulled me down and pushed it all the way inside of me. I let out a scream of pain and pleasure as his dick pressed even further than Andre's had and I was quickly rolling my ass up and down on his massive member. After working my twat out for a minute, Jamal took hold of my ass and brought it to a stop. I felt a finger press against my completely virgin asshole, giving it an exploratory stretch. I heard Marquis spit down onto my asshole, and I begin to worry. Jamal, who was staring up at me, read my mind.

"We about to see if you can really take a dick, bitch." He spoke up to me, in a wickedly cruel voice that completely turned me on. Jamal was eager to treat me like the slut that I was and I then immediately realized that deserved being fucked in the ass by Marquis was exactly what a horny white slut like me deserved. The inevitability of it all dispelled all my fears in a flash and as the first inch of his enormously thick cock began to spread my tight asshole, my body was consumed by a flood of feeling that transcended pain and pleasure, an indescribable feeling of being completely opened up, of being completely penetrated and exposed.

The feeling only grow as his cock plowed deeper and deeper into my ass, and as Jamal began resumed his ruthless pummeling of my stretched pussy from below; I went over the edge like I never had before. I bucked my ass back against their penetrating cocks, my neck arched and my hair cracked in the air as my head jerked back in response to the overwhelming sensation. My fingers dug into Jamal's shoulders as the fucked me with all their might, Marquis soon ramming his enormous black prick in and out of my freshly uncovered ass, burying his cock inside parts of me that I never even knew could exist. And I fucked them back, pushing against their cocks and sending them deeper inside of me, my screams became louder and louder and my control became less and less. I forgot that I was in car parked behind a dugout at my high school baseball field. I forgot that my best friend was in the front seat getting reamed by the black guy who had brought me into this wonderful new world of absolute carnal pleasure. All I knew was cock, black cock, and how much I always wanted it inside every hole I could squeeze it into. As Marquis stretched my ass further and further from recognition and Jamal slammed his huge cock inside my quivering cunt, striking my clit and ramming through a million nerves with each powerful thrust, I was finally happy. For a moment, all of my senses came together and answered the question most people are never lucky enough to have answered. This was what I was born for. I didn't care if it made sense or not, there was nothing as powerful and overwhelming as having my insides turn inside out by a couple of fat black cocks.

Marquis was the first to come, and did so with a roar and powerful barrage of thrusts that blasted my newly opened asshole full of his hot black seed and rolled my eyes back in their sockets. Jamal soon followed suit and planted an unimaginably potent load of his cum deep inside my womb coating my inside with his glorious black nut. They held their cocks inside of me after they came, breathing and sweating as their orgasms left them and their sense returned. I went limp as Marquis pulled his cock out of my ass; I could feel it dilate in the hot, dank air of the car that had been our fuck-pen. The sound of slurping brought me to my senses, and with Jamal's spent cock still deep inside me, I rose and looked over the front seat in time to see Brandy getting blasted in the face with Andre's ivory white cum. It spewed from his shining black cock in blast after blast, and brandy, like the good slut that I knew she was, took it across her face and swallowed every drop that landed in her mouth. Andre grabbed her by the back of the head and pushed his cock against her face, rubbing the juices of his cum and her extremely well fucked pussy across her lips and face. Her slender tan body glistened with the efforts of her lovemaking, and I smiled down at her. I felt no shame in what I had done, and she shouldn't either.

Andre turned and looked over at me. "You got your fill for tonight, Kat?" he said mockingly, still holding his impressively hard cock in his hand.

I looked down at Brandy and smiled. "Not quite yet." Marquis, who had slumped back in the seat and opened his door to let some cool air into the car that had been so heated up by the passions of all our fucking, laughed out loud.

"This girl is a freak Andre. No doubt." Marquis said. Pulling his shorts up and stepping out of the car to cool off.

I smiled and leaned forward and wrapped my hands around Brandy's pretty, cum-covered face. I wanted her to know not to be ashamed of anything, not to worry about judgment or question something so beautiful because of what she was afraid I might think. I pulled her face closed to mine and kissed her softly over the seat, tasting the familiar flavor of Andre's dick and his warm, salty cum still lingering in her mouth.

"Thank you Kat." She whispered. "I never would have done it without you."

Underneath me, Jamal pulled his softening but still rigid cock from my pussy and slid out from under me. He leaned against the door and looked over at me. Lighting a cigarette, he exhaled the smoke and looked at me with his flinty eyes. I wasn't sure if he was disgusted with this grows display of lust or pleased with my no-holes barred performance. Looking at Andre, he said simply "These white girls startin to learn how this crew works"

Andre nodded in agreement slapped Brandy playfully on the ass. "Damn right J. We got some good pussy in these girls." Andre was clearly proud of sharing his catch with his friends.

I noticed Brandy was looking down at my ass and I turned to see the handiwork my two black studs had wrought. My ass was still dilating, slowly sealing itself back up, and a thick stream of cum ran down my crack and joined with the current that was dripping from my completely fucked pussy. It was a strangely beautiful sight and I relaized leaned back in the brown leather seats, savoring the serene satisfaction that only being shot full of dick and a cum can bring a girl.

Brandy smiled at me and giggled. "Next time we smoke out, I get to set in the back."