12 comments/ 70175 views/ 11 favorites Kappa Kappa Kappa By: roydavis25 Its been a long time since I've submitted anything hoping I haven't lost my touch. This story goes more along the lines of my earlier stuff with confessions. Over the top orgasms, black cock worship, hints of romance mixed with non-consensual sex and of course cheerleaders. Please leave feed back, if I hear a lot of good things back, I'll add some more chapters, if not then I have some more stuff I'd like to try. This late in the game I kind of ignore negative comments so please dont waste your time, I'm going to keep writing interracial stories, if you dont like em don't read em. "Move it girls!" Jessica screamed, filling the large gymnasium with the boom of her practiced, perky, cheer voice. Heeding her call, the twenty girls racing around the large indoor track redoubled their effort, sprinting with all of their might. Three girls paced far ahead of the pack, Sierra, a half black, half Latina girl with dark caramel skin, Courtney, a blue-eyed blonde, and Rita, a tall willowy red head. The three of them raced one another, contending for the position of first while the other nine girls simply struggled to not come in last. As she crossed the finish line, fourteenth, Megan stopped to let the cool air of the air-conditioned gym quench the fire in her lungs. Her slick palms fell to rest on her bare, pale thighs as each huff brought her relief. "Good run huh?" Looking up, her gaze drifted to see Courtney standing over her, a grin spread wide across the blonde's face. She grinned back, licked her lips, and wondered just how long the two would remain roommates. Over the last three weeks girl's had been disappearing from the athletics dorm due to cuts, and as the group of girls grew smaller and smaller, Megan could only guess as to how long it would be until she disappeared. Growing up in a small suburb in the Midwest had hardly prepared her for the type of rigorous training the cheerleaders at Maynard University underwent. In high school, a pretty smile and an attractive body were just about all you needed to make the squad, Megan was rapidly learning however, that championship college squads from Texas were made of much stronger stuff. Courtney on the other hand was a stand out; she'd grown up in the Deep South and had been doing competitive cheer for as long as she could walk. Like Megan she stood around 5,1 but her body was well shaped, tan, and firm, while Megan's was thin, pale, and soft. The lithe blonde bested Megan in just about every exercise and seemed to be poising herself for a well-earned position on the squad. Sweat ran down Megan's forehead, dripping onto the tile floor as many of the other girl's gasped and huffed around her, all below the sound of Jessica's home grown Valley girl accent. "Good job today girls. I want to thank each of you for coming to the camp this year and wish you all luck both on and off the squad," she said, as she clasped her hands together. "Mrs. Coach Banks and I will review what we thought of each of you and..." The sudden pause in her voice caught the attention of all the girl's on the squad, eyes moving from her to the direction in which she was looking, all of them falling on what had to be largest black man any of the cheer squad freshman had ever seen. Without explanation Jessica exclaimed with an excited squeal, "Marcus," and raced over to him. Her tennis shoe's squeaked lightly as she loped over, her short lean limbs giving her the appearance of a gazelle, running into the arms of what must have been the largest, predator in the school. Marcus's large muscular arms engulfed and then locked her within his grasp. He then lifted her from the floor as easily as if she were a child, and pulled her close so that Jessica could bury her face in his large pecs. Their expression told Megan both wanted more than anything in the world to lock lips in a passionate kiss, yet they refrained, staring for just a moment before Jessica turned back to the girls. "... after we make our decision, each of the girls who made the squad are going get a text, congratulating you and giving you directions to the Kappa Kappa Kappa sorority house. If you don't get a text, that means you didn't make it. Simple enough?" She didn't wait for an answer, wrapping both of her small tan arms around one of Marcus's large black biceps she walked out of the gym, whispering to him and giggling as they went. Megan sat on her bed, frowning at her phone. It was almost nine and still no call. A tight knot of panic settled into her stomach while her thoughts assailed her. She knew, in her heart, that she wasn't good enough to make the team, so she waited, praying for the night to end, and the hope would fade, and she could let go of the mind numbing focus she had set on her phone. Across the room, Courtney sat with her back pressed against the door, reaching forward with both arms to stretch out the sore muscles in her legs. Unlike Megan, she wore a bright smile, her blue eyes wide and exuberant. "Stop worrying Meg," She said as she switched, placing her left hand over her right foot. "I doubt anyone has gotten a text yet." She stopped there but Megan understood her meaning well enough. Courtney was one of the top prospects for the squad, if she hadn't gotten a text yet then it was doubtful anyone had. Still worry racked her gut. "So who do you think that guy was," She asked Courtney. "I mean it's obvious they're like..." she paused unable to mentally rectify what she was about to say, "but I mean, you don't think she's actually dating him do you? Ugh it's so gross, I don't know why she'd do that. He's so..." A conditioned shudder went down Megan's spine as she remembered the young man's coal dark skin, and deep brown eyes. Courtney replied simply with a shrug and continued stretching. "I mean I thought they didn't allow that kind of thing here. Don't they like have a law against that or something in Texas." "Its not something you see a lot." Courtney answered. "But it happens here just like anywhere else. "But she's so pretty," Megan retorted. "And it has to feel gross having one of them inside of you. Another shudder traveled through her, as if her whole body rejected the idea, though her mind lingered on the image just a moment longer than she wanted. With nothing better to do, Megan stared at her phone while listening to music play through her radio. Warm love ballads from the goo goo dolls steadied her breath as she sat with her knees curled under her chin. Cool air poured in through the window, making the stiffening hot room somewhat bearable. An hour had passed before Courtney's phone began to buzz. Megan's heart leapt fell, and leapt again when just moments after Courtney received a text, her phone started to buzz with the same intensity. The text simply read, congratulations, get your ass to 1741 south Hickory Lane. That was all it took to set Megan into a screaming squealing frenzy. Together the she and Courtney jumped up and down working their excitement out. "What do you think they want us to wear?" "The text didn't say, I'm gonna just put on something comfortable. We'd probably be ok with the team track shorts and t shirts." Megan followed Courtney's advice, both of them slipping into pairs of blue shorts that hugged their perky asses, and t shirts that fit perfectly on their small frames, both of which bore the symbol of Maynard University, along with flip-flops and pull string back packs for their keys and wallets. The night air was cool against Megan's ivory skin as the two girls walked across the campus. Moonlight cut through the darkness with an almost eerie precision giving Megan, who was extremely pale, a sort of glowing radiance, as if she were a ghost. The glowing white orb itself hung in the sky with a hallow appeal. In spite of itself the night was beautiful. The stone walkway ran between perfectly manicured lawns, and then out to a street with southern style houses on either side. Halfway down the block the two girls came to a large house with burgundy paint across the walls, a two-car garage but into the side, and a large white porch jutting out from the front. Megan and Courtney stepped up to the door, considered knocking, but decided to just go inside once they heard the commotion of the party. There were more people than Megan expected, certainly more girls than just the cheer squad, filled the sorority house. The style of dress seemed dead on with what Courtney had suspected, comfortable clothing, albeit revealing, tank tops t-shirts, nothing fancy. EVERYONE wore flip-flops and carried some sort of alcoholic beverage in their hand, be it beer, wine cooler, or a mixed drink. This wasn't Megan's first time in a party atmosphere and yet something seemed off. There were a lot of black people. There were always a few at every party, loitering, but here it just seemed ridiculous. As she counted across the room Megan she made out 28 different blacks, all guys, and counted just three white boys who seemed segregated from the thick of the party. Feeling confused, and growing more upset with every second, Megan followed Courtney through the crowd as they searched for Jessica or one of the vice captains they had met during tryouts. They found her near, in a mass of coeds dancing. She wore a blue jean skirt, dark blue cotton shirt, with a low v cut and short sleeves, and white flip-flops. Like the rest of the group she was grinding passionately against the crotch of a black stud, it didn't take Megan long to recognize him from the gym. Seeing the two of dance in the middle of what was more comparable to a dry orgy than a dance floor, professed just how very large he was. Marcus stood almost a head taller than anyone else on the floor, impressive considering most everyone dancing appeared to be a giant. Not one of the black men there was less than six feet tall, most of them upward of 6'3. Grinding against him, Jessica looked like a child, though the lust in her movements and the way she looked up at Marcus, her eyes begging to be fucked unconscious, were anything but childlike. Somewhere off by the dance floor Megan spotted the rest of the tryouts who had made the team. As she suspected, Rita, the tall red head who had kept pace with Courtney every step had made it, and to her disappointment so had Sierra, a girl who was half black half Latino. During the first day of tryouts, Megan had pegged her as someone who would be cut, believing that a southern school would have enough pride to reject minorities from their prestigious athletic groups. However looking at the state of the party, Megan could plainly see that upholding moral standard was not of Maynard's priorities. Besides them, Megan saw Hailey, a blonde girl whose large boobs had actually knocked her unconscious during one of the warm up runs, Tanner, a moderately athletic girl from Tennessee who ironically had one of the best tans Megan had ever seen, Sam, a short red head, who Megan remembered more for her clumsiness than anything else, Cameron, a wiry brunette who despite her talent, spent more time smoking weed than practicing or exercising, and Kitty, an Asian girl with brown sun kissed skin, who despite being the oldest girl there, almost twenty, looked closer to twelve than 19. The huddle of girls stood out awkwardly between the many dancing and socializing coed. They all seemed to be somewhere between disgusted, and uncomfortable by their surroundings. None of them spoke to one-another, and avoided eye contact with just about everyone in the room. Without a word, Megan and Courtney fell into place beside them, waiting as Jessica danced with her large black stud. Eventually the song died down and Jessica broke away from her dance partner, and made her way over to the girls. "Having fun?" She asked. The group of freshman replied with a series of angry, betrayed stares, to which Jessica simply smiled. "Oh my gawd you girls need to lighten up. Come on, let's get you all something to drink." Jessica led the girls away from the bulk of the party into the Kitchen. Several bottles of vodka, tequila, and rum, were strewn across the table, and in the refrigerator Megan found an assortment of other drinks. She started to reach for a wine cooler when Jessica took her hand away. "Oh no, freshman have to have at least one glass of the jungle juice." "Fitting name," Tanner whispered to Sam, who giggled, after the several seconds it took her to understand the joke. Jessica fixed a glass for each of the girls then led them through a doorway at the side of the kitchen into a small windowless den. Megan gasped as she beheld the full extent of the debauchery with the sorority house, as three white girls sat in the laps of large black studs, passionately kissing and touching while their partners groped them. At first Megan felt fear, then a swirling mixture of anger and concern for the girls. They weren't trailer park trash, or want to be hood rats. Each and every one looked as if she had grown up in a upstanding suburban community, cute, preppy, perfect, and yet each on lay in the lap of some filthy, ignorant, gang-banger. Jessica cleared her throat loudly, indicating she wanted the room cleared. Several eyes turned on her and rolled with sarcastic flare. At first Megan thought, and hoped, that Jessica was putting an end to the debauchery that was taking place but was proved wrong moments later when she told the group of upperclassmen that they were free to continue up in one of the many bedrooms. Begrudgingly the girl's stopped kissing their respective boys and with irritation clung to the large black men as they were swept up into powerful black arms and carried away. Megan could just imagine what kinds of things were about to happen to them. Her stomach turned in knots several times over and she thought she would get sick all over the rug. "Have a seat," Jessica told the girls; causing a series of concerned glances to pass between the freshmen before, they eased down onto the long blue sofa. "Go ahead you can smile." No one smiled fully, and the only one to attempt one was Sam, whose desperate attempted portrayed her all the more fearful. A faint knock rapped at the door. "You need to relax," Jessica said with a giggle before running over to get it. Moment later she returned with the black stud she had been dancing with and who had come to take away at the gym. Jessica formally introduced him to the freshmen, As "Marcus my..." She paused to think of the right words and eventually shrugged. "My boyfriend." This seemed to please him, for a wide smile spread across his lips. Megan gashed her teeth, rejecting the big black monster, the way Jessica clung to him, and the situation she was in entirely. A terrible feeling was building up inside of her, as if something bad was about to happen. Something bad was happening she told herself and yet for all the tremors racing down her spine, she couldn't bring herself to leave. After the short introduction, Jessica proceeded to climb up on her tiptoes and pull the giant down to her lips. As their lips met Jessica fell deep into Marcus's arms, engulfed in black muscle that lifted her off of her feet while large black hands pulled up the back of her skirt and groped her soft plump ass. Megan shuddered at the wonton display of affection, all of the girl's expressing their displeasure in either gasps of groans or harsh words. Disgust wore plain to see on every girl's, though none so much as Tanner. The fiery twisted her face between disgust and rage, as her cheek grew red and hot and her eyes lit with a racist fury that would have made her ancestry proud. "What the hell is going on here? I thought this was a cheer camp, not a monkey fucking festival." Jessica answered with a raised index finger, telling the angry girl to wait as Marcus lifted her higher into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist while continual taking turns slurping on one-another's tongues. "Tradition," Jessica answered during a momentary break in their kissing. With ease, Marcus dropped Jessica from his arms. The perky cheer captain then spun around resting her back against him. Tossing her hair back, in a lazy, cover girl fashion, Jessica snuggled against the black giant, allowing his arms to wrap around her and his hands to fondle her small breasts. "That's one strike," Jessica said bearing a wide grin. "Two more and you get the freshman special." Tanner looked at Jessica with stare so rich with contempt Megan was sure she would lash across the room and strike at the captain, and Megan couldn't fault her for it. But Jessica looked as calm as ever, smiling and stroking Marcus's arm as he tugged her nipples through the blue fabric. "This is a cheer camp," Jessica said, answering Tanner's question. "And this cheer squad has won seventeen championships out of the last twenty years. Do you know want to know why we have seventeen championships." "Apparently because you're all whores. You probably let the judges fuck you for extra points." "Tradition," Jessica continued dismissing Tanner's comment as if she'd never spoken at all. "This squad is built on tradition. We train the same way the squad did twenty years ago, we work as hard as the squad did twenty years ago, and everything you see around you tonight is part of that tradition. This sorority house, the uniforms, and..." She tapped Marcus on the chest to indicate the large presence of black athletes. "What kind of tradition requires fucking a porch monkeys?" "Strike two," Jessica said, in a delighted tone. "Its good you're asking, it's actually why I brought all of you back here. Believe it or not I was in your shoes four years ago, a frightened, eager, eighteen year old freshman just starting college, but believe me you will LOVE it here. Being a member of the squad gives you so many advantages in your academics and social life, and... Ouch!" Squealed Jessica as Marcus pinched her nipple. "There is so much that this squad offers and all of it revolves around the sort of family that we've built here. A lot of the boys you see here tonight are a part of that family." Putting a finger to her lips she thought of just where to begin, and after a whispered prompting from Marcus she knew exactly where. "So you wanted to know what's with all the black guys, well this particular tradition actually dates back to when we the squad made its huge turn around and started winning championships, though it didn't start with the squad itself. It started with the Coach Banks, not our coach but her husband, the coach of the football team. Like any sport football thrives on recruitment, if you don't get good players you don't win. That being said no one has an eye for talent like Coach Banks. He was able to draw the best players throughout the south and even nab quality players right from under the noses of big programs in the north. Every year the team was of top tier, and no matter what you think about black guys it's simply a fact they tend to be faster stronger and all around better than anyone else in the talent pool. Through the start of the season Coach lead his team to one victory after the next. They went nearly undefeated in a conference made up of mostly all white schools. They were almost unstoppable except for that fact that almost every week a new scandal surrounding the team's most "valuable" players surfaced. 'Full back rapes white coed, star defensive tackle accused of sexual harassment.' At first the coach questioned the moral quality of his players and he disciplined them ,strictly, but being the type of man that he was, he soon started to dig into the accusations, wanting to give his players a fair hearing. He talked to the players in question, other individual players on the team, and especially the white players who ran in the same circles as the girls, and found out that every single charge and accusation were lies. None of his players had raped or harassed anyone, whenever a girl would impulsively hook up with a player, the next morning she would accuse him of rape to keep her reputation pure, and when one of them guys would try and flirt with someone they thought was cute, the girl would claim it was sexual harassment and report it to the school. That's when coach Banks saw the true gravity of his problem. It wasn't the character of his players that was in question but instead the question of the school he was bringing his players into. Kappa Kappa Kappa Ch. 02 Its been a really long time guys, Don't know if any of my original readers still check out this site. If they do I want to say thanks so much for all the support. It's been almost 5 maybe 6 years since I've written anything on Literotica. Not for any particular reason, just that life got busy then I fell out of writing. That said I've gotten a lot of personal emails of people asking when I'd be making a comeback and its getting hard to stay away. So I'm thinking I'm back. This story has by far the most comments so I Thought I'd do an update to it. There are some changes I'd like to make truth be told, to this line of story, and I'm actually thinking of trying something with a similar theme but different story. But I'll have to think about that later. For now, here is the sequel to Kappa Kappa Kappa. Long overdue. Hope its enjoyed. The large black boy holding Hailey in his lap, stood up, without pulling his hand out of her shorts. His fingers ground inside of her harder causing Hailey to squeal and moan. He carried her over to the center of the room where Jessica stood smiling. Letting go of her snatch and her breast, he pushed Hailey forward, toward Jessica "Lucky you, this guy is actually my boyfriend's little brother, Tyshawn. Marcus let him use me a few times; He fucks like a bull so don't worry if you pass out tonight. Hailey's pretty white face turned pale, and then Jessica threw her back into Ty's arms. The large dark stud looked at the small white girl, with eyes so fierce he appeared more likely to rip her apart and devour her than have sex with her. Too scared to move Hailey watched helplessly as Ty pulled her shirt over her head and then ripped her bra off with little concern for the way it snapped her back, cutting her. Exposed, Hailey's breasts hung free, large round, beautiful orbs, with a lovely even tone. Despite her terror her little brown nipples stood erect as Ty cupped each of her breasts in his hands. Pulling her close to him, he dropped his head into her chest, devouring one breast, or as much of it as he could stuff into his mouth. Nearly half of Hailey's D cup fit in Ty's hungry maw. Eagerly he slurped at it, as if trying to draw milk from her. The soft wet suction from his lips caused Hailey's whole body to tremble. Her heart raced as her eyes trembled, desperately she wanted to cry. She was so focused on the way Ty's lips were tugging on her tit flesh that she failed to notice the syrupy strands of juice that had begun to run down her leg. Ty let some of her tit slip free of his mouth, exposing it to the cool breeze of the air. What remained in his mouth he chewed on, all the way down to Hailey's stiff nipples? "Ouch ow, that hurts!" Hailey whined. Ty made no effort to ease her discomfort, continuing to chew, one hand fondling her other breast, he used his free hand to unbutton her shorts. With both hands he yanked the little daisy dukes down Hailey's thighs and started to kiss down her stomach all the way down. When he came to her panties he gently nipped and kissed her, through the pink and green print. Gently, he rolled her clit between his teeth, then grabbed the fabric of over it, and pulled her panties down with his mouth. Once he had got them past her mid-thigh he used his large hand to pull them down the rest of the way, to her ankles. He lifted her left foot, out of them and with the spare fabric he tied the innocent panties around Hailey's right ankle. "There, that's fucking cute," He remarked, proud of his handy-work. Ty let his hands roam their way back up Hailey's legs, exploring her calves, and the back of her tights until he reached her gorgeous honey pot. Hailey was shaved clean, making the sparkling leak between her legs all the more visible. "Bitch is this pussy hungry?" Ty asked, but Hailey didn't answer, her body still trembling. "Turn around," Ty ordered, and to the surprise of everyone in the room, including Hailey, she did as she was told. With her backside now facing him, Ty spread her white cheeks, revealing a wrinkled whole, squeezed tight, just above her drooling pussy lips. "Looks hungry to me. Let's see if it likes to kiss." And with that Ty pressed his parted lips against Hailey's wet snatch. Her eyes twitched, she fought within herself unsure of whether the feeling was disgusting or wonderful. His nose pressed against her little asshole while his lips pushed against her. At first he just kissed her softly on her trembling lower lips, before pressing his tongue against them and then up and down between. Hailey responded with stronger trembling, squeaks, and hard fought sighs. Using his thumbs, Ty parted Hailey's labia and with slurps loud enough to make every girl in the room's clitoris sting with sympathy, sucked Hailey's little twat. His assault only lasted a few second, Hailey screamed and collapsed, unable to support herself through the vaginal assault. Ty didn't let that stop him however. He chased her, flipping Hailey over on to her back, pulled her legs open, proper her up on her upper back so that her bottom hovered over her head, and started devouring her again. The sound of his slurps echoed through the room, almost as loud as Hailey's desperate screams, as she pushed at Ty's face, and bucked her hips. For two minutes she fought Ty's hungry tongue fucking, his mouth literally devouring her whole crotch. He engulfed her labia in his mouth and rammed his long tongue deep inside of her canal were it relentlessly battered her g spot before it pulled back out and assaulting her inflamed clit. Hailey fought and pushed, then jerked, and screamed the whole time until her voice became a screech. Her fighting turned into convulsions. Warm squirt erupted from her urethra in short burst, splashing on Ty's face as she spasmed three times before falling to the floor. The other girls watched Hailey with fear and growing hints of curiosity. Her eyes were blank, as if she were no longer staring into this world but some other far off dream space, her gasping lips forming a pure, unadulterated smile. As Ty withdrew from Hailey's snatch, her legs snapped shut and she rolled on to her side. She shrieked again as the orgasm continued to work its way up and down her body, with violent tremors. Another squirt oozed down her thighs before her heart started to slow and she could breathe again. "Hell ya man," the other black studs shouted as Ty licked the pussy juice from his lips. "She tastes like fucking candy," he laughed. With one hand he forced his way between Hailey's thighs and dipped two fingers into her dripping twat. Pulling them free Ty pressed them into his mouth, and sucked the juices off. "Oooo," Lucky girl Jessica said with a laugh. "I KNOW that felt wonderful." Hailey shocked the other girls again when she nodded. "I...It, it felt soo..." she stuttered, her mind too addled to respond properly. Before she could finish Ty slapped her hard on the ass, drawing a howl of surprise and pain from her lips. "Get that gorgeous ass up on the chair, I'ma fuck the dog shit out of you." Not wanting to get slapped again Hailey rolled over onto her stomach, and after several tries found it impossible to get her feet beneath her. "Ca... can't stand... stand up." Hailey squeaked when Ty hoisted her into the air, and screamed when he suddenly threw her into the large red recliner. Scrambling, Hailey tried to turn herself forward in the chair, but a hard slap on her behind brought her whole body to a halt. As the red handprint on her ass cheek began to sting she became strangely aware of herself. Her body froze, not for fear of another strike as she had first assumed, but out of obedience, for even as she tried to bring herself to shift, to run as futile as it was, her body stayed in place. Knowing his domination over her was complete Ty took her one leg at time down from the chair, and ordered her to extend her arms. Once she had he pressed the small of her back until she was arched beautifully, her round butt in the air with her twat angled perfectly for downward thrusting. "Ok titties, you ready for some cock." Too scared to look over her shoulder, Hailey kept herself face forward, and answered in a small whimpering voice. "Yes." Telling herself that her body was merely reacting out of a survival instinct, she decided it was better to let Ty do what he wanted to her, than attempt to escape. Her short experience with men had taught her that at most he would last two or three minutes, blow his load, and then Hailey would be able to escape the hellish sorority house. Just four minutes, she thought, I can survive four minutes. "Good, then get on your toes." Hailey did as she was told, and held her breathe as she felt Ty pressed his cock against her lips. Despite setting her jaw firmly, and bracing herself, she still gasped in pain as Ty pushed three inches of his cock into her small twat. With just three inches he was as deep as any man had ever been inside her. Back home with her white boyfriends who were at most five inches long, she only allowed them halfway inside, just enough to break her virginity but not enough to actually cause any real discomfort during sex, and denying her sex partners any real enjoyment. Her reckoning came on the end of Ty's cock. The hard, Purplish black shaft was as thick as a water pipe, and as he drove past her three-inch limit, Hailey felt her virginity being taken again, ten times as strong. "No don't go any deeper," she gasped through pained cries but Ty acted, as if he hadn't heard her, pulling back and then driving in an inch deeper each time. "Come on babe, this is the black cock you are going to worship for the rest of your life. You should be savoring the way it breaks that pretty little pussy open. Hey I know. Let's count each inch. Four, Five!" Hailey let her sweet southern voice wail as the cock drove deeper. A line of bright red rolled down her thigh as for the first time in her life, she was truly opened. "Six, seven." Ty stopped his progress there, working himself back and forth slowly inside of Hailey, stretching her small hole. Her vaginal walls seemed to bend just enough for his cock to make it back inside, fitting tighter than a latex glove. Her teeth braced and back Arched Hailey kept telling herself, just one more minute. "Ok, you feel nice and open to me, time to for you to take the whole thing." Hailey's eyes bulged and she jerked her head back exclaiming, "Whole thing. In that instant Hailey saw Ty's penis, it was baffling she had taken any of it at all. The shaft was fatter than she could have ever have imagined, closer to the thickness of a wrist than a pencil and even worse, there was still more than half of it outside of her body. "No please," she cried. It's too much it won't fit, please!" Her cries were cut off by a sharp scream when suddenly Ty pulled himself out entirely and then drove all twelve inches into her. The head of his penis bashed against Hailey's cervix like a hard left hook, taking all the strength left in the small busty blonde's body. She collapsed forward onto the recliner, the only thing keeping her legs up where Ty's large hands firmly grasping her hips. The monstrous black center used Hailey like a fuck doll. Holding her just how he wanted and pounded her pussy like raw meat. Hailey curled her little manicured toes as she kicked. Pain filled her unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Tears rolled down her soft cheeks and a sensation, undeniable and unexplainable raced through her. The pain was so intense that Hailey hadn't noticed the tremors of vaginal stimulation, but with every thrust they became more palpable. "So good!" she said, emphasizing her point with a shriek that filled the room. "Hurts so good, no don't, oh my god oh my god please I'm going to die. I'm going to. I'm going to..." Her voice trembled as her sense began to leave her. For two long minutes she babbled incoherently in a light voice that would occasionally give into screeches before she screamed, with all of her might, "I'm, I'm, I'm, Ca-ca-ca-CUMMMMMMMMMING!" Every ounce of air pushed out of her lungs as hot squirt shot from her urethra like a fire hose. Hailey's whole body erupted with violent convulsions and throughout their Duration, Ty held her tight against his body. When she finally stopped shaking Ty gently lowered her back to the ground. As soon as her bare feet touched the floor she fell to her knees, his penis slipping out of her tight twat with a pop so loud everyone in the room heard it. Lowering himself behind her, Ty quickly rammed back inside of her, and fucked her into a screaming frenzy. Hailey leaned back against his chest, and let his cock rape the deepest parts of her. All of her reservation had faded, her modesty, her purity; none of it mattered. There was only the moment, the pain that lead to an orgasm leading to more pain and then another orgasm. Her pussy lost all moderation, with five thrusts she felt herself come, each orgasm melding into the next until she couldn't tell where one began and the other ended. She was going to go insane, and yet she didn't care. All reason had left her; all there was to the world were the steady rhythm of Ty's monster of a cock pounding against her cervix and the orgasms that tore through her body. Like an animal she rammed her behind back, in rhythm with his thrusts. Her screams echoed in Ty's ears invigorating him. "Yea bitch... fuck-just-like-that scream your fucking brains out. Moving his grip to her breast, he was able to fuck her faster and when he used his other to take a fistful of hair and yank her hair back he drove the pitch of her screams higher. Ty himself was groaning, now, his voice a violent, bestial roar. Together they raced in volume, to an almost unbearable level when suddenly Hailey's shriek broke free of Ty's growl, becoming the predominant sound in the room. Ty's howl stopped altogether and his rapid thrusting dwindled to quick, spaced, pelvic thrusts. Hailey's chest heaved as air slowly came back to her lungs. Five-mile runs hadn't left her this winded. Inside, she could feel Ty's cock grow and shrink with each thrust and the subsequent jet of cum the followed each constriction. It was the first time she'd ever felt a man cum inside her, with each of her boyfriends she made them wear a condom, but still she knew that each of Ty's ejaculations was much bigger than what was normal. Each spurt felt like a quarter cup of hot cum was shooting into her body, there was no end. Even stranger, the urge to contract the muscles in her vagina, to help milk out more cum, was incontestable. Her hips rocked back, the gentle lull pulling her sense back to her. It was then she realized she was crying. Her heart felt swollen and full, she was needy with the instinctual urge to crawl into large warm arms and cry and be safe. With one last glance around the room, she mustered what denial she had left. It felt lonely and terrible so she ran from it. Hailey spun around one her knees and crawled into Ty's arms, without asking permission and pressed her face into his chest. More tears rolled down her face and in a whisper so soft the other girl's had to strain to hear it, she begged, "Please love me." Ty looked at Jessica with a confused expression. He had prepared himself for many different reactions but not one like this. Jessica nodded to him, still smiling; wordlessly telling him it was alright. So Ty stroked her hair, tilted her face to kiss her cheek and then pressed against her lips with his own. "Okay, I'll love you." Kappa Kappa Kappa Jessica took a break from her story to stroke the top of Marcus's short hair, feeling the grain of it between her fingers. His face pressed gently in the crook of her neck, kissing her soft pale skin even as she moaned softly. "The night after confirming his fears with the black players who had been accused and charged of various sexual crimes, coach Banks went home to his wife, who coincidentally was the coach of the girl's cheer squad, and an alumni of Kappa Kappa Kappa, our sorority. Over dinner they discussed the problem with the coaches players and at first he wanted to issue a complaint with the school, help his players sue, which would result in him loosing his job all together, but his wife, our coach, coach Carol wouldn't have it. Rather than letting her husband give up the job he loved, and knowing that it would be impossible and irresponsible to ask a group of potent young men to ignore girls for the extent of their college years, she came up with an alternate solution. Though the cheer squad wasn't much of a success in competition, they were some of the most attractive girls on the campus. She suggested that they do kind of a pairing between the football team and the cheer squad. Each boy would choose a girl from the squad, and with proper prompting from coach Carol the cheerleader would let the him fuck her however he wanted throughout their fours years of college. At first coach wasn't sure about letting his wife practically pimp her cheer squad to his football team but he didn't want to stop coaching. They started with the captains and to everyone's surprise it took in an instant. They couldn't get enough of their black boy friend's cocks and soon enough, the whole squad was addicted to black dick. Each pairing bonded so closely that the guys started to help the squad train, and as a result, they won their first championship that year. At the end of the year the first captains drafted a book of rules for the cheer squad, passed down to every captain after that, as each new group entering the squad was paired off with a black football player. "That's disgusting!" Tanner proclaimed, as Megan and the others girl's nodded their heads agreeing, with the exception of Courtney. Her face betrayed her neither way, as if she were at the center of a crossroad. "Think what you like, I wont blame you. Most of the girls who come through the program hate it at first, they sit and watch and squeal and gush, and by the end of the night are crying for more black cock, begging for just one more mouthful of hot gooey sperm, one more good, rough, fucking from behind." Jessica giggled as Marcus moved to the more sensitive spot on the back of her neck. "You would not believe the marriage rate that comes out of this program. Almost eighty percent of girls marry the guy they are partnered with, and one hundred percent marry or continue dating, exclusively black guys. Once one of these big cocks rams up your twat you wont ever want anything as much in your entire life. And fortunately for each one of you will get one tonight." "WHAT!" all nine freshmen exclaimed in unison. "Jessica giggled at their shock. "We have a red shirt freshman for each of you. The way we usually do things is girl's who are simply members of the sorority and not on the squad are free for all fuck toys for the guys, the freshman who don't have a designated girl yet, or like for when they want to experiment or do reverse gang bangs." Disgust coated Jessica's words. "Which is good and well, though you probably wont get as many turns at your stud's cock." Marcus laughed, reminding Jessica that she'd been part of a few. Wrapping her fingers around his hand, Jessica brought one of the large black paws from her breast to her lips. Her soft pink lips pulled in his index finger and she sucked it so hard it looked as if she were pulling the pigment off of his skin. "No babe, there were only two other girls. It was a four-way not a gangbang." Jessica cleared her throat and continued, "Girls who are on squad will go to a specific guy, the sophomores who took a red-shirt their first year. You're going to pair off with the guys and your going to start getting your brains fucked out one by one. I'll pick randomly and you will begin. After ten minutes I'll pick another pair to start and so on until you are all on the floor screaming and squirting. I should warn you though, these guys have been waiting for their private fuck toys since last year, so don't expect them to be too gentle, and the more you fight the rougher they are going to be." This seemed to make Marcus laugh as he gently cuddled Jessica. On the other hand it caused what little color Megan had in her face to vanish. After a few more squeezes and kisses Marcus left the den returning moments later with seven tall, black, second year students who had retained their freshman status on the football team. Their heights varied and yet they all seemed to dwarf the girls, the shortest being 6,3. They didn't waste any time finding their perspective girl and claiming her, either by forcefully taking her hand, or in many cases, lifting her into the air, taking her spot on the sofa, and placing her on his lap. Megan fought hard not to screamed when she was firmly pulled into her studs lap. From under her butt to down her thigh she could feel a bulge on his left leg. She wasn't sure if she was disgusted, or impressed. For a moment a thought crossed her mind, Its true, all that stuff about black guys, and then disappeared when he started pinching and plucking her nipples through her cheer T-shirt. "Stop it you are disgusting, let me go!" Tilting her head, Jessica sighed. "That's now way to talk to your partner." "No, no, I'm a cheerleader. I'm a good person. I don't have sex with big ugly stupid black guys." The stud holding Megan in his lap rolled his eyes but otherwise continued playing with her breasts with one hand, and with the other dug into her shorts and through them into her panties. Tears started to roll down Megan's eyes when she felt his fingers invade her, and at the same time, she couldn't help but notice how easily they slid in, and how wet she was. "Be nice," Jessica told her. "You should be thanking him, after all he's the reason you made the team." "What! Exclaimed Tanner, arms were pinned to her side while her large stud choked her with one hand and viciously finger fucked her with other. She tried to speak more but only gasps, sighs, and soft moans escaped her lips. "That's how it works," Jessica said, shrugging her shoulders. "During tryouts the guys vote as a group about the girls they'd like to fuck, we whittle the group down and for the final cut we let them pick their partners, the girls who don't get picked go home. Each of you is here right now because your partner chose you out of the 100 girls that came to this camp at the start of the summer, you should feel honored." All of the girls fell silent, confronted with the truth of their situation. "Ok lets get this game going," Jessica shouted, and began to glance back and forth across the group of girls. "Sierra you should go first, I mean you are one of THEM," Tanner blurted. "Uhm no, the small black latina responded. "I only fuck white boys, forget that nigger shit." "Hmm, ok I think I know whose ready." Closed her eyes, pointed a finger into the air and then brought it down, aimed directly at Tanner. "Ok miss smarty mouth, you can go first." Not waiting for an invitation, Tanner's stud, fucked her with his fingers harder, causing tanner to squirm and scream. His other hand moved from her throat to the front of her jeans and began to unfasten the button. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU FUCKING NIGGER!" For a moment Megan feared that this would set the room full of overwhelmingly large black men into an angry violent frenzy, instead Jessica began to squeal with excitement. "Lucky girl you just hit three strikes. Cheer rules state the use of racial slurs or insults by a member of the squad are only to be used when a cheerleader desires to be fucked, immediately, or as rough and violently as possible until she collapses. Using such words thus may and must be automatically taken as such by her partner. However if she is an tryout at her initiation ceremony then the three strike rule is set in place. Two strikes are forgiven but a third strike will earn her the freshman special, a whole night locked in the suite where she will be gang fucked by five members of the football team. She is not allowed any breaks and must have two cocks in her at all times, with no contraception, until morning." Grinning she added, "no one's ever actually lasted the night without bleeding out like a gutted fish and passing out. Maybe a quarter of them make it out without getting pregnant." Tanner screamed louder and started to thrash when Marcus snatched her from Perry. With one simple heave he tossed her onto his shoulder and started for the door, Perry close behind. "After I tap out from fucking this rude little cunt you want me to stretch that pussy for you baby." "Yes," Jessica replied as if it were obvious. "Get that bitch preggers, k babe?" With a smile Marcus slammed the door behind him, and the girls could only shiver as they heard Tanner's voice wailing as she was carried down the hall. Scared shitless, they stared at their captain with renewed sense of dread. "Ok now, lets see who gets to go next." Jessica rolled her neck and groaned softly. "You girl's really shouldn't complain. I'm dying to fuck my boyfriend but I can't because its my responsibility to help you guys through your first time." Shaking her head she mumbled a curse and then pointed to Hailey. "Go girl, you're up."