14 comments/ 67011 views/ 19 favorites Darker Pleasures: The Big Night By: Milene This is a sequel to my earlier story, "Dark Pleasures". While it can stand on its own, the reader will get some background and perspective by reading that story before this one. This is also my wildest and longest held fantasy. It's one that I'm pretty sure will never be fulfilled, so I've written it down to give a little "life" to it. Hopefully you'll enjoy it, but if not, writing it still served a purpose for me. - Milene ************************* Milene stood for a long time outside the large house that was home to the Epsilon Alpha Tau sorority. It was snowing like crazy and she was getting cold, but she wasn't quite ready yet to go up to that door. This had seemed like a great idea when she talked about it with Anita, but now she wasn't so sure. What had she gotten herself into? Milene had had several encounters with Anita over the past few months, all of them, like the first time, in the seedy little Shady Nook Motel. It was kind of a dump, but it was fine for what they needed - a room and a bed where Milene could enjoy Anita's dark beauty, and Anita could enjoy all the oral love that Milene so willingly gave her. Actually, the cheap, bare bones environment added something to the encounters, a certain sleaziness that appealed to Milene's need for a bit of subtle degradation. The two of them were a good match - the insatiable black goddess and the ever-pleasing white worshipper - but after a while things started to feel a little stale. It seemed to Milene that Anita was getting bored with the arrangement. Though the sex was still good, the thrill had worn off. Then one time, in the afterglow of another long, satisfying session of "world-class head" from Milene, Anita made an off-hand comment, "Damn, girl, you are good. You oughta do that for all the sisters." Milene's ears perked up at that. "I'd like that," she said quietly, hoping not to offend Anita with her broadening interests. It had always been a fantasy of hers to do a whole group of girls, especially black girls. Anita looked at her and shook her head. "Yeah, I bet you would," she said, with the smirk she always gave her - the one that said "You are such a slut." But then she pulled Milene toward her and let the subject drop, preferring to spend her time getting one more dose of pleasure from Milene's oh-so-willing mouth. But that wasn't the end of it. A little later, once she had finished satisfying Anita's needs, Milene got up the courage to raise the subject again, and this time Anita was more open to listen as Milene went on... "That thing you mentioned before, about your sisters - how do you mean 'sisters'? I mean sorority sisters or just black sisters or what?" Anita's eyes got big as she watched Milene ramble on, unable to contain her excitement. "I mean, do you think you're friends would like that? I know it would be kind of weird, but it would be fun, too, and you know they'd like it once we got started, and god, it would be so hot for me, it's something I think about all the time, could it really happen?" "Whoa girl!!!" Anita broke in at last, chuckling loudly at the other girl's frenzied musings. "Let me think about this a second." Then she paused to gather her thoughts. "Okay," she started, "first off, when I said 'sisters' I just meant African American chicks in general. I was just being funny, you know?" Milene held her gaze intently, waiting. "BUT," Anita continued, "there might be somethin' there... with my true sisters... my sorority." "Really?" Milene asked. "Do you really think they might?" She'd seen a number of the girls in Anita's sorority, and they were very attractive. "Well, yeah... not all of them of course, but some of them are kinda into chicks, and some are just into sex." There she offered a chuckled aside, "That would include me, of course. But I think you know that." "Anyway," she continued, "yeah, it might work. We're always looking for something different to do, a little adventure. And there's not much goin' on this time of year. BUT ... it could get kinda hairy. Might be more than you're expecting." "More girls?" Milene asked. "How many?" "No, no, not more girls, probably only a handful would be into it. I mean more 'stuff', wilder, more than what you and I do. You see, the thing is, I know some of the sisters would like to, well... *USE* a white girl. Or maybe *ABUSE* her. Get my drift?" Milene hardly heard what Anita was saying. Her mind was already elsewhere, thinking about the wonderful possibilities of such a night. "Yeah, sure, I know," she said, "but it could be AMAZING!" "You better think hard about this, sweets," Anita warned, "'cause ... well, I love my sisters, but I know some of them can be downright mean. And ... they - some of them - don't really like white girls. You might get a whole lot more than you bargained for." But Milene was set. She wanted this badly. And so Anita managed to set it up, strange as that may seem. And now here she was, a lone white girl standing outside the door of the black sorority house. She looked at her phone for the time - 7:35, already five minutes after her scheduled arrival. "Well, gotta do it," she said to herself. "No backing out now." She placed her finger on the bell and pushed. She heard some activity inside, then footsteps at the door and lock turning. And then the door opened and a familiar face was before her. "Well, sweet pea, you made it. You really came. You're even crazier than I thought." Milene blushed and smiled sheepishly. Yeah, she did feel a little crazy, but here she was, ready for whatever. She stepped inside as Anita opened the door and was immediately confronted by a tall, attractive girl with cafe au lait skin and a full, curly hair. She recognized her as Shawna Green, a member of the basketball team. Shawna looked Milene up and down, focusing on her preppy clothes and generally wholesome appearance. She was clearly skeptical. "You sure you got the right girl here, 'Nita? She don't look like what you said. Looks like a damn virgin if you ask me." Anita had a quick response. "Hey girl," she assured her, "don't let that sweet face fool ya. This little chickie's got a nasty tongue that just won't quit. You'll see. You'll be thinking about this one for weeks after we're done. Believe me." Shawna still had her doubts and gave Anita the eye for several long seconds. "Well, okay," she said finally. "I just don't want to disappoint my girls here. We in need of some fun after exams and all." "And fun you shall have," Anita proclaimed, fully confident in the skills she'd experienced personally from Milene. The two girls talked about Milene like she was a piece of meat, but it didn't really bother her. At first her nervousness blocked out any other feelings, but now, as she looked around the room, her anxiety began to morph into excitement. Gazing back at her were seven very pretty, very sexy black girls. As the only African-American sorority on campus, Epsilon Alpha Tau could be very picky about their pledges, so they took only the best. Many of the members were star athletes, but it took more than that to be accepted. All these girls were also smart, confident, and extremely attractive. For Milene, who had a definite "thing" for African-American girls, this looked like a dream come true. Despite the cold outside, it was fairly warm in the sorority house, and the girls were dressed accordingly. Some wore jeans, but many had cutoffs or shorts that showed off their shapely chocolate legs. A few even had skirts on, and Milene couldn't help but let her mind wander as they crossed their legs, riding those skirts up over their creamy, dark thighs. Almost all wore simple t-shirts on top, and she noticed that a few had nothing underneath, their full breasts and taut nipples clearly outlined in the thin cotton fabric. She could feel her own arousal growing at the sight of all that smooth, dark flesh. Still, there was apprehension. The faces she saw, while beautiful, were not totally friendly. She could feel tension in the room, even some degree of hostility. While most of the girls looked at her with curiosity or arousal, a few of them essentially sneered at her when she tried a friendly smile. She remembered Anita's warning about this. "You better think hard about this ... they don't really like white girls." But Milene refused to be discouraged. So what if they were hostile to white girls? She could take that. In fact, to some degree it added to the experience. After all, Anita was, if not hostile, certainly not "friendly" in the usual sense. She saw Milene for the pleasure she got from her, nothing else, and that had worked out just fine. The thought of being used (and maybe abused) by a bunch of beautiful black girls made Milene crazy with excitement. And looking around the room now, knowing that through the course of the night she would undoubtedly be "forced" to go down on every one of these girls, she felt a hot thrill course through her whole body. Anita brought Milene a stiff drink. "I know you like something to get you started," she confided. She downed it pretty quickly, a testament to the nervousness she was feeling now. Milene was never one to hold her liquor well, and almost immediately she could feel the buzz starting. It was a good feeling. The girls just talked among themselves for a little while, all the while sneaking furtive glances at their "victim" for the night. It was a little uncomfortable as no one seemed to know how to get started. Then finally Shawna took charge. "Okay, ladies," she said standing like a commander, "it's time we got goin' with this. Let's see what this scrawny little bitch's got. Get her out here" Startled, the girls all looked at each other. Then two of them got up and moved across the room, and Milene felt herself being pulled in multiple directions as they grabbed at her clothes. They stripped her forcefully, giggling loudly as they pulled her tee over her head, undid her bra, pulled her jeans and panties down and off. They tossed her clothes carelessly about the room, and Milene wondered if she would get them back when it was time to go. She could tell this was all just for show - a display of power more than anything sexual. There was no plan for her to be touched by them, so there was no reason for her to remove her clothes. But they wanted to see her standing there, completely naked, exposed and vulnerable, to make the point that she was at their mercy - that for tonight at least, they owned her. And that was okay with her... In fact, it was just what she wanted. She heard comments around the room as they stripped her, mostly insulting her for her "dinky little tits" or her "skinny white ass". In fact, Milene, while petite, was well-proportioned, though not as voluptuous as some of those making the comments. Yeah, it was a power thing alright. The jibes - and the forceful stripping - were intended to put her in her place. She felt like a prisoner, with no control over what might be done to her. And she also noticed, in some of the voices, that strain of contempt and resentment. Once they had finished, Shawna strode confidently to the middle of the room, confronting the white girl, who now stood there self-consciously naked, her hands crossed demurely over her breasts. Shawna was at least six feet tall, and she towered over the smaller girl, but her demeanor made her seem even larger. Staring confidently into Milene's eyes, without a word she placed a strong right hand on the top of her head and pushed firmly down, forcing the girl to kneel before her. "So you like pussy, huh, girlie?" Milene responded with a simple, meek nod. "Well, the question is, are you worthy to eat pussy? All this sistah pussy we got here tonight. I think you gotta prove your worthiness." Then, ever the exhibitionist, Shawna boldly undid her belt, slipped out of her shorts and panties, and stood there, naked from the waist down. Her pubic curls were just level with the top of Milene's head, and she could see the girl furtively eyeing the tender petals below them. As the others looked on, Shawna's hand reached down and grabbed a fistful of the girl's thick brown hair, pulling back and down, so that she was looking her straight in the eyes. Holding her gaze, she stepped forward and placed one leg on either side of the girl's head, positioning her female parts just inches from Milene's trembling mouth. Shawna smiled, her full lips curling into a lusty smirk as she pondered the expression on the face below her. Was it fear? Anticipation? She couldn't tell, but at that point it didn't matter to her. Twisting her fingers tighter into the locks of hair, she squatted slightly to spread herself open and then pulled upward, drawing a muffled cry from the white girl as her mouth was buried in the dark folds of hot cunt. Shawna emitted a long, lusty "Ohhhhh" at the contact. Her grip tightened, her left hand joining the other to make sure that head remained firmly in place. But there was really no need for that. Milene had been expecting this, waiting for it, and once she was between the black girl's legs, her reaction was instinctive and visceral, reaching out to grab the full, chocolate hips in both hands as her tongue moved willingly into the wet confines of Shawna's womanhood. Her eyes closed in contentment and her head moved in little circles as she eagerly licked around at the girl's inner walls, scooping up the love juice that was quickly forming there. Shawna's hips rolled in response, her head leaning back slightly, her eyes also closing as she enjoyed the incredible softness of the white girl's tongue probing deep inside her. She looked down again, and now the eyes were open, staring intently back at her, again with that look. No, it wasn't fear she saw there, and it wasn't anticipation. It was pure passion, coupled with complete, abject submission. The realization of that thrilled her, and she ground the pale, wanton face even further into her now drooling opening, letting her fluids wash completely over Milene's lips, nose, and chin. Shawna allowed herself to enjoy the pleasure for several minutes. She knew everyone was watching, but she didn't care. It was kind of fun having them watch, and besides, it felt so damned good! She hadn't realized how horny she was. Little shivers traveled up her spine as that talented tongue performed its magic on her. She felt the girl's hands clutching eagerly at her bare buttocks and noticed that her eyes were once again closed in the concentration of desire. This girl was obviously just as excited by giving pleasure as Shawna was to receive it. The temptation to follow this arrangement to its obvious conclusion was great, but a final trace of modesty won out and Shawna stopped it before her climax hit, pulling back on the girl's hair to break the contact. Milene's eyes popped open in surprise and she instinctively tried to move back in, to regain the feel and the taste of Shawna's now very wet cunt. But Shawna held her away, once again pulling her head back so she was staring right at her. Milene's eyes pleaded for more. Her lips trembled with need, the residue of Shawna's juices forming a shiny ring all around her mouth. Anita was right - Shawna couldn't believe how eager this girl was. The scene was hot, so hot, and Shawna almost gave in to the temptation to continue. But she decided, for now, it was time to move on. "Take it easy, girly," she said. "You'll get plenty more later." Then, to Anita and to the room, she exclaimed, "Damn, Anita, this one really is a ho, isn't she?" Anita just smiled in response. But not everyone was ready to move on. Dee Dee, a petite sophomore, made her voice heard over the others. "Hey, no, wait a minute," she exclaimed, striding toward the two girls in the center of the circle. "I think there's something else this whore needs to do." Dee Dee had lost a boyfriend recently to a pretty white girl, and she was eager to take her revenge on this handy surrogate. When she told Shawna to turn around, some of the others were clueless, but Shawna knew immediately what Dee Dee had in mind - a new display of power. They shared a knowing smile and the tall girl turned her back on the still-kneeling white girl. Then, looking at Milene intently, she bent over slightly and reached back to spread herself wide. "Yeah, you got it," Dee Dee whispered. With that, she grabbed Milene's hair, yanked her head back, and leaned down so their faces were within inches of each other. "You gonna eat some ASS now, bitch," she exclaimed, "...some BLACK ass." Then she roughly jammed Milene's face into Shawna's open crack, holding her there as Shawna removed her hands and allowed her meaty butt cheeks to completely engulf the girl's face. The others watched intently as the erotic scene unfolded before them. With Milene's face so completely buried in Shawna's ass, they couldn't really see the action, but Shawna's pleasurable gasps, coupled with the drawn-in movement of the white girl's cheeks, made it clear to everyone that she was licking and sucking Shawna's asshole. And it was obvious from Milene's reaction that she would happily stay in the musky crease of Shawna's ass for as long as she could. Nonetheless, Dee Dee made sure to hold her there, pushing her face into the crack, enjoying the feeling of power that the situation gave her. Shawna gasped and uttered a trembling "Mmmmmmm" as she felt Milene's tongue move wetly over her anus. She always loved having her ass licked, a special pleasure she so seldom got to enjoy. And Milene was more excited than ever, completely turned on by the humiliation and her lack of control over the situation. On her own, she grabbed onto Shawna's thighs and pushed her face in deeper, licking eagerly into the warm indentation of Shawna's asshole, unable to stifle an excited "Mmmmmm" of her own as she did so. She heard Shawna groan softly, while around the room, she could hear comments and nervous laughter from the other girls, their voices low but clearly betraying their level of arousal. "Jesus, she's really doin' it!" ... "Damn, look at that slut... she loves it" ... and "Fuck, I gotta get me some of that!" Dee Dee held Milene's face in Shawna's ass for several more minutes, enjoying her close-up view of the erotic exhibition, marveling at the enthusiasm of this white slut. It was obvious that she really loved eating out Shawna's asshole! She was going at it like a cheap whore. And it was hot watching Shawna, too. Shawna eyes were closed tight and her hands gripped her knees to steady herself. She was making animal noises and shivering all over. She was close to cumming right there in front of everybody. She felt that slippery tongue sliding into her asshole, then almost lost it as two fingers slipped into her cunt. She was dying to let it go on, but modesty won out and she pulled herself away from Milene's incredible hot mouth. Shawna took at moment to regain control of herself, then looked over at Dee Dee, who had a huge, lascivious grin on her face. Shawna gave her a nasty look and then exclaimed to the room, "Damn! That bitch is somthin' else. We are in for a night! Damn!" The room exploded in laughter. There was a brief lull as Shawna got dressed and Anita slipped upstairs. When she returned, she was holding what looked like a dog collar and leash, except the collar looked to be black velvet. "I thought we'd have a little warm-up," she announced, then rolling her eyes at Shawna, "though it seems some us are already plenty warmed up. Anyway, before we go too much further, I think sweet pea here needs to show us all the proper respect, don't you think?" Milene was surprised to hear Anita call her "sweet pea". She kind of considered that their private name, to be used in their own sex play. But maybe Anita considered this an extension of their sessions. No matter now - there were other things to deal with. Darker Pleasures: The Big Night Anita slipped the collar around Milene's neck and attached the leather leash. "Come on, sweet pea. Time you gave the girls a kiss to show how much you appreciate this little party." Already in a highly aroused state, Milene responded eagerly to chance to kiss each of these dark beauties. She quickly rose to her feet, only to be corrected by her "mistress" Anita. "Uh uh, girl. You just stay down there. No need to stand for these kisses." Milene was momentarily confused as Anita pushed her back to her knees, but understood when Anita took her head in her hands and directed her to the crotch of her jeans. "Go ahead, girl, give me a kiss." Her direction was clear now, and Milene reveled in the humiliation that Anita was imposing on her. She took Anita's hips in her hands and applied a long, soulful kiss the warm vee of denim between her legs. Although Anita was still fully clothed, Milene was enflamed by the act. Even through the thick fabric, she could feel the heat of Anita's pussy, and she knew from memory how warm and wet and tasty that pussy could be. She continued to grovel there until a slight pull on her leash told her to back off. "Good girl," Anita said. She smiled possessively, then turned around to offer her backside. "Gotta kiss the booty, too, girl. Right in the crack." Milene complied of course, kissing first and then running her tongue up and down Anita's denim-covered crack, giving everyone a show and a hint of things to come. Satisfied with her pet's submission, Anita proceeded around the room, leading naked girl by her leash on her knees from one girl to another. Accompanied by titters and obscene comments, Milene gave each of them the same treatment, a passionate kiss between the legs, followed by an equally passionate licking in the rear. Most of the girls wore shorts or jeans like Anita, but she could still feel their heat and let her imagination run wild as she applied her lips to their crotches. But it was even better with those dressed in skirts. With them, her kisses were planted on their panties, which provided little barrier to the sweet flesh behind them. Their soft thighs rubbed directly against her cheeks while through the thin fabric Milene could smell the aroma of hot cunt, could feel the outline of engorged lips against her mouth, and could even sense the moisture that was already growing there. By the time she completed her rounds in the room, she was distinctly aware of the dampness between her own legs, and she was ready for anything. Or so she thought. Now a new person was up and talking. All these girls seemed to be strong willed, obvious leader types. Milene wondered how they all got along in one house without some power struggles. This time it was Cassandra, a name Milene vaguely remembered from conversations with Anita. But all she could remember was that Cassandra could be one of the "mean" ones. That and the fact that she was the sorority's pledge mistress. What Anita didn't tell her was that Cassandra was gorgeous, a big-boobed girl, about five foot nine, with tightly curled hair to her shoulders and dark bronze skin that seemed to shimmer with heat and sensuality. She was a part-time model and definitely looked the part. "So what's up, Cassandra?" someone asked. You got something special planned for tonight?" Cassandra was known for staging big events, special surprises for the house. A huge smile filled Cassandra's face. "Oh we got plans, ladies, we got plans. We gonna get a special treat tonight." Cassandra gave Milene a long, meaningful look as she reached behind the sofa for something. Milene couldn't see what she was getting, but she did see the wide, knowing smiles on the faces of several of the girls. Seconds later she understood, as Cassandra continued, "We gonna have us a paddle party!" and exposed the large greek paddle in her right hand. "And this little honkie bitch is gonna be the guest of honor! ... Or maybe I should say, she's the entertainment!" The room filled with whoops and laughter as Cassandra tapped the paddle lightly against her other palm. Milene looked over sharply at Anita. This was not part of the bargain. Admittedly, Anita had said a little spanking could be a possibility, but this clearly was going to be more than that. Anita seemed a little distressed too, her eyes open wide as she looked from Cassandra to Milene and back again. Then she gave Milene a look that said "There's nothing I can do," and Milene knew she was in for it. Officially, the university had cracked down on and eliminated hazing a long time ago, and from everything she'd heard, while the fraternities still practiced some physical abuse, the sororities had all eliminated it. But there were persistent rumors about this particular sorority, the black one, about screams during pledge week and secret practices behind closed doors. Now those rumors seemed terribly on the money. At Cassandra's direction, two of the girls grabbed Milene's arms and dragged her to the back of the sofa, where they roughly bent her over and then moved around to hold her in place, one on each arm. Now she really felt helpless, bent forcibly over the back of the sofa, her bare bottom up, completely exposed and vulnerable, about to be abused. "Just look at that little white ass, girls." Cassandra taunted. "So creamy white ... but make sure you take a look now," she continued, laughing "'cause it ain't gonna be creamy white for long. Gonna be RED HOT real soon!" The room filled with muffled laughter at Milene's expense. "Please..." she begged, trying to look behind her to see what was happening, "Please... can we talk about this? I don't know..." She had the sentence half out when there was a sudden "WHACK!!!" followed by an unbelievable stinging across her bare bottom. She yelped loudly at the initial contact, but the sting seemed to linger and intensify, causing her whole body to twitch in pain. Then Cassandra laid two more on her in quick succession, causing her to howl again in response. The paddle was even worse than Milene had imagined. Her bottom was absolutely on fire after just three swats, and there were clearly more to come. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her, and that there was no way out. A chill ran down her spine as she saw the other girls moving about the room and realized that each one was gathering her own evil-looking paddle. It was obvious they really were going to do this, and she was scared. Yes, she enjoyed an occasional playful spanking, found it stimulating, and she'd even had fantasies about having her bottom warmed with one of those greek paddles. But this was real, and she could tell it wasn't going to be playful. Several of the girls were eyeing her now, and she could sense their sadistic lust as they thought about what they were going to do to her. Still, some part of the whole experience was extremely exciting, and despite her fear and pain, she could feel the wetness starting to form between her legs. She cursed herself for those feelings. The two girls continued to hold her in place as the others lined up behind her. "Whoooosh...SMACK!!!!" the vicious paddle hit Milene's tender derriere a fourth, a fifth, a sixth time. On the ninth, she wailed again and finally lost it. She screamed loudly, "Omigod, omigod, oh my GAWWWWD!!!!!" then burst into tears as the awful sting hit home, racing through her buttocks. Only half aware of her actions, she squirmed and pulled away from the hands holding her, but they gave not an inch. "Hold still, girly," they said as she struggled, "You got a lot more comin'." Before she could absorb the full impact of that statement another girl moved behind her and administered three more quick, hard swats to her bare bottom. It felt like a hot iron had just been placed back there. "Aaaaaaaaaaghh!!!!!! Owwwwwwwww! Aaaaaaa Yaaaoowwww" she screamed, the tears flowing freely now and she tried desperately to reach back to her burning cheeks, to do anything to relieve the pain. But the girls held her tight, and all she could do was wiggle in their grasp and kick up her feet in frustration. "Woohooo, girl," someone taunted her, "yeah, your booty sure look hot now, like a fuckin' cherry bomb. How's that feelin' back there?" The others laughed as Milene could only groan in response. "Please..pleee-ee-ase!" she cried unsteadily, shaking her head frantically back and forth. "No more ... please... I can't take anymore!" Milene's whole body trembled and she bounced from one leg to another, trying to make the pain stop. The next voice she heard was Anita's, close to her ear. "Sorry sweet pea, but your two captors there... they still gotta get their strokes in.' Then louder, to the others, "Unless of course they want to let you off the hook. What do you say girls?" Dee Dee and Charlotte looked at each other for a second, then smiled widely and cruelly shook their heads. "Uh uh," Charlotte said giddily. "I wanna smack me some white ass!" Then Dee Dee leaned down to Milene, a nasty look on her face, and said "Didn't count on this, did ya, girly? We gonna whup your sorry ass till it bleeds." Suddenly, Milene felt an intrusion between her legs as one of the girls dipped in with her finger to check her out. "Shit, look at that!" the girl exclaimed in surprise, "This bitch is drippin' wet. She fuckin' likes it!" She displayed her finger around the room, showing everyone the shiny fluid that now coated it. Milene realized what was happening and panicked, fearing that they would give her even more punishment now.. "No! Noooo!" she screamed, "I don't! I don't like it!!!!" She was so confused. The stinging was unbearable, and she was sure she couldn't take a single additional smack, but she knew the girl was right - there was no denying the dampness she felt between her legs. It was just as she feared. The girls were already into paddling her, and now they had an excuse to continue the punishment. Within minutes, they were at her again, lining up and, ignoring her pitiful howls, each giving her several more whacks, until the entire surface of her bottom was beet red and searing with pain. At last, her captors released her and she fell in a heap on the floor, crying like a baby. For a while all the girls just stood around, looking at the white girl sobbing on the floor, pitifully rubbing her sore butt cheeks. Then Cassandra again stepped up and took control of the situation. "Come on, girl," she said, reaching down to grab Milene's upper arm, "I know just what you need to forget that fire in your booty." By this time Milene had regained some control of herself, but the tears still ran down her face as Cassandra pulled her up and led her off to a nearby bedroom. Cassandra flipped on the light and closed the door. The room was pretty empty, as it was a spare bedroom intended for visitors. But it had a nice size bed in the middle, loaded with tons of pillows, which seemed perfect for what was planned that night. Cassandra was in no mood to wait, as the paddling she and her sisters had administered to this cheeky white girl had put her in a high state of arousal. She got started immediately, pushing Milene to the floor as she started undoing her jeans. "Okay," she told her cowering captive, "You know what you're gonna do now, don't you, girl?" Cassandra's jeans and panties came down in one motion, and her t-shirt was quickly over her head and off, leaving her buck naked over the subservient white girl. Milene looked up from the floor and marveled at the stunning, golden brown beauty. "Yes ma'am," she replied meekly, "... whatever you want." Now her feelings were quickly changing. The sting in her bottom was definitely still there, still burning deeply, but there was also arousal, intensifying by the second at the sight of this lovely, powerful creature and the knowledge that she was about to lick out her pussy. This was what she'd been waiting for, the reason she'd come tonight. Cassandra positioned herself on the edge of the bed and watched as Milene scurried across the floor to get in position between her thighs. Then she leaned halfway back, supporting herself on her widespread hands, ready to get her pleasure. "Start here," she said, pointing to the full mounds of her breasts. Milene had to smile now as she leaned forward to do Cassandra's bidding. This was more like it! The pain in her rear was strangely forgotten as she treated herself to the lush softness of Cassandra's creamy mocha breasts. She found herself moaning in delight as she filled her mouth with first one creamy mound and then the other, her tongue working delicately over the pert tidbits of her swollen nipples. Cassandra moaned softly as Milene sucked greedily on her tits, noticing how the girl's hands shook with passion as she held each luscious treat to her lips. She sucked on Cassandra for a good ten minutes, alternately pulling them into her mouth and then letting her tongue wander luxuriously over the whole surface of the tit, enjoying the contrast between the silky smooth breast meat and little bumps in her areolas. Cassandra loved watching her, hearing the girl's urgent moans of passion as her greedy mouth worked on her. Her dark chocolate nipples were now soaked with the girl's saliva and aching with desire in response to her oral worship. But soon Cassandra wanted more. A not so gentle pressure on the white girl's shoulders told her to move on, and she quickly slipped to her knees between the those velvet brown legs. Cassandra looked down at the girl before her and noted the new look on her face, a look of wild desire and need. "Yeah, you been waitin' for this, ain't you?" she said, her voice now breathy with passion. "I saw you between Shawna's legs before. You loved that pussy. Couldn't get enough. Isn't that right?" "Yes ma'am," was the quiet reply, "I love it." Cassandra smiled widely. She liked the 'ma'am' part. It turned her on even more. ""Well okay then," she said, spreading her legs wider, exposing her open cunt for the girl. "Here it is, girl." Then, looking directly into Milene's eyes, she uttered, slowly and forcefully, the command the girl had been waiting to hear. "Eat me out." Milene did not have to be told twice. Skipping any preliminaries, she dove right into Cassandra's hot cunt, taking a long, slow lick up and down the entire length of her quivering slit. Her hands pushed the rich, chocolate thighs apart as her tongue stretched out to lick eagerly at the wet folds before her. The paddling exhibition, with Milene's obvious pain and humiliation, had turned all the girls on, and Cassandra was no exception. Her juice was flowing freely and she was definitely in need of release. She groaned loudly at the gentle touch of Milene's lips on her needy flesh. She looked down at the horny sight between her legs, the little slut just devouring her, slurping greedily at her cootchie, uttering a constant "Mmmm.. mmmmm" as she enjoyed her. Indeed, Milene was entering another world now. She dug deeper into the black girl's crotch, pulling her hips forward on the bed, spreading her legs even wider to get at all the sweetness of her cunt. Cassandra fell back on the bed, giving up her view of the licking to simply enjoy the feelings between her legs. Her buttocks tightened in response to Milene's tongue, raising her hips slightly off the bed with each flex of her muscles, establishing a sensual rhythm that took on a life of its own. "Oh yeah..." she moaned, "Eat it girl. Eat it all up." Milene needed no encouragement. She was completely turned on by the situation and by Cassandra's delicious body. She trembled with excitement as she licked at the sticky folds of Cassandra's cunt, lapping up the cream that continued to pour out. She reached up to fondle the plump globes of Cassandra's breasts, felt their soft warmth filling her hands, the swollen nipples tickling her palms. She wanted to suck on them again, but she couldn't leave the succulent fruit that she already had in her mouth. She licked at the inner lips, her tongue running all along the edges, feeling Cassandra squirm in response to the stimulation. Then she moved up, up to the engorged bud that was Cassandra's clit, poking out prominently now from under its protective hood. She swirled her tongue over it, teasing the head with the pointed tip of her tongue, hearing the earnest cries from above her. Cassandra moved back on the bed now, pulling her feet up to rest on the edge, thrusting her cunt up and out for more attention from Milene's lovely slut-mouth. She shivered as she felt the tongue go in again, so wet and slithery, so hot. She couldn't believe how deep it went inside her. This girl must have a freakish tongue, she thought, but Jesus, it feels good! The little bitch looks sweet, but she's a total whore. Cassandra humped into the horny mouth repeatedly as it licked and sucked her like crazy. Then she reached down for her own knees, pulling them up and back to open herself up completely. She pulled backed further, her hips coming up off the bed and exposing the open crack of her ass, an obvious hint to what she wanted next. Milene took the cue immediately. After the show she put on with Shawna, she knew there'd be a lot of this in store for her. Dropping away from Cassandra's clit, she let her tongue run up and down between the parted cuntlips. She planned to continue lower, down to the humid space between the black girl's cheeks, but she couldn't resist pausing for a quick look at that luscious crotch. God, it was hot! Cassandra's juicy gash splayed open, the hot pink flesh contrasting beautifully with the warm brown of her thighs, accented by the darker brown line of her engorged inner lips. And just below it, pouting and throbbing with need and anticipation, was the perfect dark ring of Cassandra's asshole. Seeing it like that, so exposed and ready, just begging for attention as Cassandra held her cheeks apart, was more than she could take. She dove in quickly and found her spot, her tongue rolling wetly over the twitching hole, her nose pushing into the wet, pink crevice. She circled delicately over the bumpy rim, drawing another deep groan from her dark mistress. As she continued, she could feel the little muscle contract and relax, accompanied by a series of rhythmic grunts that vibrated through Cassandra's body. Cassandra was absolutely loving it. She had never had this pleasure before, never had the nerve to ask for it, and now that she was getting it she couldn't believe how good it felt. The whole experience was driving her crazy, both the physical sensation and the decadent thrill of watching this preppy white girl service her in the most personal and degrading manner. Milene's eyes were closed most of the time, but occasionally she would open them and look up at Cassandra, her pretty brown eyes revealing the lust and satisfaction she was getting from doing this nasty thing. She stayed on her asshole a long, long time, slowly licking and probing it as Cassandra continued to shiver and moan from the delicious pleasure. Milene's nose was completely buried in her wet folds, immersed in the smell and feel of her pussy, while her tongue worked over, around, and finally up into the hot, tight grip of her ass. It wormed around inside, circling, pistoning, continuing to surprise Cassandra with her eagerness to provide this dirty little pleasure. Much as Cassandra loved the rimming, though, she knew she couldn't cum from it. Eventually she gave Milene new direction, her hands grabbing her head, pulling on her ears, moving her back to the heated pool of her pussy. She pulled on her hair, jamming her in, filling her mouth with juice. The girl opened wide and sucked passionately at Cassandra's gaping hole, her tongue probing deeply into the fragrant font, savoring the intense heat inside her boiling passage. Darker Pleasures: The Big Night Cassandra was close now. She needed to cum badly and she said so. "Come on, bitch, get me off. Make me cum!" She ground hard into the sucking mouth, her muscular thighs clutching at the girl's head as she neared her peak. At last Milene executed her coup de gras, taking Cassandra's whole clit in her mouth as her tongue slid back and forth across its underside, stimulating the whole exposed surface at once. Cassandra raised up and cried out as the sensations intensified, then suddenly exploded into her climax. Her loud groans and grunts filled the room, but Milene never really heard them. Those strong, athletic legs scissored spasmodically around the her head, shutting out everything else, as she was practically smothered by the intensity of the girl's orgasm. As her climax finally subsided, Cassandra's legs relaxed, releasing the poor girl's head from the vise grip of her thighs, which still twitched in her orgasmic aftermath. Her fingers still clutched at Milene's head, deeply entwined in her thick brown hair. She relented and pulled her back, moving her head away from her now over-sensitive sex to expose the mess she had made on the girl's face. The whole area around her mouth, her cheeks and chin, glimmered in the dull light, a result of the thick coating of pussyjuice that had been deposited there. Already Cassandra felt herself getting wet again. She knew that it was her juice on that face and that she'd just made this girl eat her out after paddling her ass into submission. That was so fucking hot. "Damn, I want more," Cassandra gasped between breaths. "That was fucking good!" Milene, eager to comply, reached out to stroke her breast, but Cassandra shook her head in resignation. "No, that's not fair. Everybody's gotta get her turn first." As she slipped back into her clothes, Cassandra eyed the petite, obviously horny girl still lying on the bed. "You want more, too, don't you? I can tell. Yeah, Anita's right - you ain't as innocent as you look." She paused for a moment to reflect. "Well, you gonna get more, babe, maybe more than you can handle." She gave a light guffaw and added, "Just save some more for me. You got a lotta pussy waiting for you out there! Ha!" Then she turned and went back to party in the living room. The step into the living room was a quick return to reality. Cassandra suddenly realized that the bedroom door was a very weak sound barrier. That little white slut had really gotten her going. She knew she'd made a lot of noise, and from the looks on everyone's faces, it was clear that the other girls had not missed a bit of it. "So how was it? What did she do?" Dee Dee asked. It was a silly question given the circumstances, but Cassandra knew what was really going on. Dee Dee was trying to act cool, but her light flush and flared nostrils easily betrayed her state of arousal. "It was damned good," Cassandra answered, trying her best to be cool herself but unable to suppress a big grin. "That bitch can definitely eat pussy!" "Yeah, we got that idea," said one of the girls. "Thought you were gonna shatter some eardrums." The rest of the girls laughed aloud, their howls filling the room as the usually unflappable Cassandra blushed deeply. "I'm next!" Dee Dee claimed, jumping up and heading toward the bedroom. Some of the others quickly objected. "Hey, says who???" they argued. "Why do you get to go?" "Because I said so," Dee Dee sneered back, "and because I said it first. Besides, I'm super horny, so I gotta get her before you girls wear her out. She's gonna be busy with me!" And before anyone else could object again, she was off to the bedroom. Milene was happy to see Dee Dee slip into the room. She had immediately caught her eye when she first came in, and she found her very attractive. However, there were some things she didn't know about Dee Dee. For if Cassandra was a potential "mean girl", Dee Dee was one for sure, at least in these circumstances. Actually, she was a very nice girl, but she'd had some bad luck lately and was looking for someone to be the target of her frustrations. About a month ago, she'd been dumped by her boyfriend, found out he'd been screwing some rich white girl for quite a while and now was with her. This white chick was now getting all the sex she could handle while Dee Dee dealt with the frustration of celibacy. So when Anita approached the sisters about this little party, Dee Dee was the first to get on board. Some white girl was going to pay for her boyfriend's indiscretions and at the same time satisfied her unfilled needs. Of course, Milene knew nothing of Dee Dee's back-story. Other than her overt actions in the Shawna show earlier, the only impression Milene had of Dee Dee was that she was really cute and hot. Dee Dee was more petite than most of the others, closer to Milene's size, with a lighter complexion, high cheeks bones, and slightly waved hair that curved elegantly under her jaw. She was slim, except on top, where she sported a nice pair of 34C breasts, which were her pride and joy. But she was also proud of her legs, smooth and shapely, and she was currently showing them off beneath a tight jean miniskirt. Milene had noticed all of this, but what really caught her eye about Dee Dee was her mouth - full, lush lips, accented by a pinkish lip gloss that made them look like sweet candy. Even through everything that had happened, so far, Milene could never get those lips out of her mind. Dee Dee looked sullenly at Milene, now sitting comfortably on the bed. "How's yo azz, girl?" she asked impudently. Milene flashed a good-natured smile, reaching back to rub her sore bottom. "It's okay", she said, then added, a little concerned, "You're not going to spank me, are you? Dee Dee gave her a "Hurumph!" and answered "No, girl, I ain't gonna spank you. I got better plans for you. And for me." She started to remove her clothes as she sauntered over to the bed, eyeing Milene the whole time. She obviously had something on her mind, but what it was, Milene couldn't tell. She had no idea that Dee Dee was thinking about all the ways she could use and degrade her in their brief time together. Dee Dee's top was off by the time she reached the bed, revealing a lacy black bra that bulged with the fullness of her breasts. Milene rose to her knees on the bed, to put her face even with Dee Dee's. Then Milene did something that surprised even herself. Feeling strangely emboldened, and unable to resist those succulent lips, she pulled Dee Dee's face to hers, kissing her passionately, deeply, savoring the feel of her sweet mouth. Without thinking, Dee Dee responded, letting Milene's wet tongue slip easily into her mouth as she felt a hand slide up the back of her leg and under her skirt, stroking the soft arc of her derriere. Finally catching herself, she broke it off abruptly, glaring at Milene until the girl thought she might smack her for her forwardness. Dee Dee didn't move, though, just gave her a long, hard look that put her back in her place. Milene waited a moment for the tension to ease, then asked if Dee Dee wanted to go on. Dee Dee responded by simply removing her bra, reaching back to unhook it, then letting it fall to the floor, revealing the full mounds of her chest. Milene couldn't suppress an audible gasp. Until then, she hadn't appreciated just how wonderful Dee Dee's breasts were - full, sumptuous wonders of silky light chocolate, perfectly shaped and centered with big, dark nipples that Milene absolutely loved. This was one of the things that really got her hooked on black girls - those huge, dark, succulent nipples. They just drew her mouth toward them. She found herself staring, gaping, almost drooling at the sight of Dee Dee's. They were just irresistible. Dee Dee noticed the look in the girl's eyes, one she'd seen before from the guys lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her boobies. She had a confident smirk on her face as made the offer, "You wanna suck some tittie, bitch?" Milene's response was a half moan, her tongue half out of her mouth already. "Oh yessssss." "Okay, bitch, open up." Milene moved forward, raised her face and opened her mouth wide as Dee Dee fed one of her thick, dark nipples to her trembling lips. She closed hungrily over the swollen bud, taking it in like a starving baby desperate for milk. Dee Dee made an almost involuntary sound of pleasure as she felt the soft suction of that greedy mouth. Dee Dee looked down, taking in the vision of this submissive white girl sucking shamelessly on her perfect brown breast. "Damn," she muttered, "I wish I had a picture of this." Milene's only response was a fervent "Mmmmmmm" as she sucked even more of the delicious tit into her mouth. She was glad there was no camera there. She certainly didn't want obscene pictures of her floating around, but she was so horny at that point that she knew she was liable to agree to anything. Milene took hold of Dee Dee's boob herself now, holding it in both hands, marveling at the utter warmth and softness of the fleshy globe. She let her tongue play with the firm nipple, her head moving back and forth as she swiped at the swollen bulb before sucking it again, trying to cram as much of that yummy tit into her mouth as she could. She was breathless by the time she pulled away, deliriously exclaiming "Oh god, they're so wonderful!" before moving to the other luscious morsel to give it the same treatment. Dee Dee sighed and moaned softly as she let the horny girl do her thing. Now the girl's hands moved, releasing her tit and moving down under her skirt, playing with her butt again, easing her panties down a bit to feel the fondle the her soft buns. And still she sucked, so lovingly and expertly. It was fun to watch this clean-cut white girl go crazy over her titties, to see her enjoy them so much. But she didn't have all night, and it was time to move on to the main attraction. Dee Dee eased Milene's suck-crazy mouth away from her breast and moved onto the bed, positioning herself at the headboard. She spread her legs wide, her feet pulled in to raise her knees. "Time for you to taste this chocolate treat between my legs." Milene's eyes widened at the thought and she smiled at the chocolate treat reference. What she saw between Dee Dee's legs did indeed look delicious. She smiled sweetly and said "Yeah, I'm ready to taste." Dee Dee considered the girl and her ready, obedient response. Damn, she thought, she really is a whore. "Anita was right about you." Milene got on her knees on the bed and crawled between Dee Dee's supple thighs. She kissed them, running her cheek and then she tongue along each one, savoring the silky warmth of the dark tan flesh. A slight shiver of passion passed through her. For the second time in an hour she was going to eat out a gorgeous black girl's pussy, and she knew that the same thing was going to happen with every girl in the next room, maybe more than once. She felt a rush between her legs as she contemplated the rest of the evening. But Dee Dee was impatient. She didn't want love-making, she wanted hot, down-and-dirty satisfaction. "Come on, bitch," she said curtly, pushing down on the girl's head. "Get down there and eat the cootchie." Milene dropped onto the bed, lying on her stomach as she felt her head being roughly pushed into the wet heat of Dee Dee's crotch. The scent of aroused female filled her nostrils and her hands came up instinctively to Dee Dee chest, trying to hold back this quick flow of events. Dee Dee eased her grip a bit, allowing Milene to pull away slightly, enough to give her room to start doing her job. She started with an intense, tongue-filled kiss of Dee Dee's pussy, more than anything else a sign of her own gratitude and pleasure at being in that place. She licked into the tunnel, drawing appreciative groans from above her as she tracked up and down several times. A thick cream coated her tongue each time it moved in the humid slot. It tasted wonderful, and Milene emitted a moan of her own as she licked it. She kept at it for several minutes, licking every spot she could reach, holding Dee Dee's thick lips open as she stroked the tender flesh again and again, rewarded with Dee Dee'a delightful, high-pitched cries. Dee Dee must have been totally ready coming in, because her juice was everywhere, think and abundant, including a little pool that was continually replenished in the base of her opening. Milene, who always loved the wet ones, was thrilled. "God," Milene sighed between licks, "you're so wet. I love it so much." Dee Dee's response was brief and to the point. "I can feel it dripping down to my bootie. Lick it out." "Mmmmmmm," she replied. "Yes ma'am." Milene was more than happy to oblige. She loved eating ass, and Dee Dee had a fine one. Besides, right now she was so turned on she would probably do anything one of these girls asked of her. She licked down into De Dee's crack, slurping up the small amount of juice that had fallen there. She licked around the edge of Dee Dee's asshole and felt the girl twitch and tense at the contact. She gave a little cry at this first lick of her private spot, then spread her legs wider to give Milene better access. Another swipe brought another gasp and twitch, while the third yielded a quiet "Nnnghhahhhh". "You like that?" Milene asked, going back immediately to lick some more. "Oh! Jesus Christ, that feels so damn good. Oh! Mmmmmm" This is what Dee Dee had been wanting ever since she turned Milene into Shawna's butt-slut in the living room. But it was even better than expected. "If you turn over, I'll do it really good for you." There was a pleading in her eyes. Dee Dee looked down at her, marveling at this clean, preppy white girl who was sweetly offering, almost egging to eat out her asshole. She was starting to rethink her previous notions, briefly having second thoughts about her attitude toward the girl. But the feeling didn't last. She had been looking forward to this for days, the chance to dominate and use her, and she wasn't going to give it up. But she did roll over. Dee Dee reached back to pull one cheek to the side, exposing the target of Milene's affection. "Kiss it, whore," she said, softly but firmly. "Eat my ass out." Milene did as she was told, pushing her face between the soft brown cheeks of Dee Dee's butt, placing a long, wet kiss right on her rear passage, then extending her tongue to renew her licking. Dee Dee felt it feathering over her little muscle-ring, teasing and tormenting it. She loved the feel of that soft, wet thing on her butthole, sending electric sensations up through her spine. She was in heaven, a heaven of hedonistic sexual domination. It was so good! She wanted it to go on forever. "Ahhhh... mmmmm ...Oh Jesus I can't believe this!" she cried. "Fuck!" Of course Milene wasn't finished. She used both hands to pry Dee Dee's silky buttocks apart, opening her ass crack, exposing the saliva-coated hole, brown around the ring, but pink in the center where the tender inner flesh peeked out. She opened her mouth and covered Dee Dee's anus completely, licking and sucking it, thrilled to hear the pretty black girl moan with pleasure in response. She slid her tongue around Dee Dee's anal hole and finally wriggled it inside her rectum. Dee Dee groaned deeply, relaxing her sphincter, allowing the wanton slut to explore the warm interior of her ass. Dee Dee gasped and sighed as Milene's tongue continued to probe patiently inside her, French-kissing her asshole, going in deep, then pulling out to rim the surface, giving her all the anal pleasures that were new to her, but that she now needed so badly. She was actually trembling from it, unable to control her response to the onslaught. She wanted desperately to keep going, but there was that damned time crunch. If she took too long, someone would be pounding on the door and she might not even get off. And so, reluctantly, she reached back and lightly pushed the hungry mouth away from her ass, feeling the sudden emptiness as the slut-tongue slipped out of her rear door. She turned over, plopping back, face-up, on the big pillows of the bed. She spread her legs again to give her white whore access to her charms. "Get back in there, bitch," she said. "I got something good for you." There was more to that statement than the obvious, but Milene took it as a simple invitation back to the sweet delights of Dee Dee's cunt. "Oh yes, thank you," she chirped with a sweet smile, and dove back into the light brown curves of Dee Dee's thighs. "Suck my cunt, bitch. And look at me. I'm gonna cum in your mouth and I want to see your eyes when I do it." Milene complied as usual, looking up at Dee Dee, her brown eyes wide with excitement as she sucked heartily on her hot, juicy cunt. She was an eager cuntsucker, just dying to bring Dee Dee off and feel her shaking and cumming in her mouth. By now she was terribly excited herself, by Dee Dee's body and by the way she taunted her and bossed her around. In the end, she couldn't resist reaching down to play with herself while she continued her feast in Dee Dee's oozing slit. Dee Dee noticed the new action, seeing Milene's fingers working in her own crotch while her mouth slaved away. It was hot, seeing this chick so turned on by her oral service that she had to stimulate herself. And from the sound of the increased "Mmmms" and "Ahhhhs" between her legs, the slut was close to making herself cum. Regardless of how excited the girl was, Dee Dee knew she would not be ready for what she had coming. She was going to give her something she'd likely never had before, and she couldn't wait to see the expression on her face when she got it. And it wouldn't be long. Dee Dee could feel herself getting closer to orgasm by the second. Milene's butt-licking had raised her to fever pitch, and now that soft, sweet mouth was working wonders on her needy snatch, licking and sucking her in ways she'd never felt before. And looking at her, seeing in her eyes how much she loved her cunt, how she couldn't get enough of it, made it even better. Dee Dee kept a firm grip on the girl's head, wanting to assure that she didn't pull away when she hit her peak. No sign of that now, though, as she kept licking and sucking every bit of cuntmeat she could find. Her moans grew louder now, more intense, even with her mouth buried in Dee Dee's dripping folds, until finally she gave a little scream and shook like a leaf in the wind, her one hand busily working in her cunt while she did her best to keep her mouth busy in Dee Dee. As she came, Milene's head shimmied back and forth, her upper lip massaging Dee Dee's inflamed clit. That finally did it, as Dee Dee exploded in her own orgasm. She felt it start around her little nub and expand like a wave up through her body and down to her toes. And it started the reaction she knew was coming, the "something" she had for her little white whore. Dee Dee's abdomen churned with the throes of her cum and with each wave through her belly, an extra flow of cunt cream gush out of her body and into the mouth of the preppy girl between her legs. It was a thick fluid, like clear honey, and it flowed profusely, even more than usual this time in response to incredible climax she was having. With both hands, she jammed Milene's head up into her cunt, forcing her mouth open over her gushing hole. "Swallow it. Swallow it, you fucking slut! I wanna hear my cum goin' down your throat!" Milene felt the thick fluid fill her mouth and received it with relish, enjoying the decadence of the act. She emitted a long, satisfied groan as she continued to lick and suck on the sexy black cunt, hoping to pull even more girlcum out of the Dee Dee's creamy slot. She got her wish, as making her swallow just added to Dee Dee's excitement, extending her cum even longer. Dee Dee kept cumming for almost thirty seconds, the thick cunt-honey pouring out of her continuously as she shook with the buzz of orgasm.