Anonymous said: Can you write just a real good gangbang story? Maybe college? Maybe a desperate girl trying to get ahead. Maybe an in the family type thing? Focus on the gangbang and the pure degeneracy and darkness that it can bring. I’d love it.
Jennifer Johnson said: I didn’t really see a believable way to do a college and in-the-family story simultaneously, so I went with the college theme, and I decided to go with my current fantasy, which is a whole frat of black guys. I tried to focus on the depravity, but in the end, this girl is proud of herself and not ashamed.
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I was frustrated with myself. I had come to college with ambitions of finishing with a 4.0 GPA and getting into graduate school, but at the rate I was going, I’d be lucky if I even graduated at all. I joined a sorority at the end of my Freshman year. I was afraid to join one in my first semester since I’d heard that sororities were just a way to buy friends. I didn’t think I needed to purchase friendships, but as time went on, I realized that I hadn’t made friends the way I thought I would. So, I joined Alpha Eta Pi, and it felt pretty good to be part of something.
I struggled to keep my grades above a 2.5 GPA so I could stay in the sorority. They had a strict policy about grades, and though I knew this, I struggled to stay on top of my work. I was addicted to porn, and I was only nineteen. It was a real problem that kept me constantly fucking myself in my dorm, which I shared with my roommate, Marcy. She was a serious student, and I don’t think she ever thought about sex. She certainly never seemed to be checking out guys, and she didn’t date anyone that I knew of. I often wondered if she was gay, but the only time I asked her, she got so angry that I never asked again.
I bought a bunch of sex toys online that I kept in a shoebox under my bed. I would fuck myself with them any chance I got, even when Marcy was in the shower for a few minutes. Sharing a room with her made finding time to fuck myself difficult, so I learned to cum quickly and how to hide the evidence that I’d been masturbating. The porn I watched while I fucked myself had gotten increasingly disgusting. Things I had once found repulsive now turned me on, and I found that the more I came to that filth, the more filth I needed to cum.
My porn habit had progressed, and I was now into watching gangbangs, especially ones in which the girl was being DPed by two dicks at once. It was even hotter if she was being made to suck dick at the same time. I was starting to get sloppy when it came to Marcy, and one night she caught me with two dildos shoved inside of me, one in my pussy and the other in my ass. My porn was playing loudly on my phone as I looked up to see her standing there. I realized that my pants had fallen onto the floor next to my bed. My panties were still hanging from one of my ankles, and Marcy let out a bloodcurdling scream as she took in what was going on.
“What are you doing?” she cried.
“I’m masturbating. What does it look like?”
“Ew! That is so disgusting!” Marcy screamed. “Why are you doing it right here in our room? I’m leaving for a minute, and when I come back, you better have your pants on!” She ran from the room, her hair still wrapped in a towel and another towel wrapped around her body.
I sighed as I turned the DP gangbang porn off and put my clothes back on. I needed a sexual outlet. Rooming with Marcy made getting off nearly impossible, and I found myself hornier with each passing day. I had no plan to handle this other than what I’d been doing. I wasn’t about to masturbate while Marcy was in the shower anymore, at least not for a while. Instead, my opportunity came at a moment I wasn’t expecting.
It started as a mixer at a fraternity house my sorority had never socialized with. It was a black fraternity made up of all black students. My sorority sisters had suggested the mixer to support the Black Lives Matter movement and make our chapter look more politically correct. At first, I was a bit intimidated by all the black men because I came from a town that had very few black people. I’d never had a chance to interact with so many black men at once.
The mixer started off roughly. My sisters all clumped together on one side of the large living room, and the black guys all hung out on the other side. There was no alcohol at the party due to some shitty rules set forth by the university that prevented alcohol at mixers like these. I was about to leave halfway through the mixer when a guy tapped me on the shoulder.
“Hey, I’m Wayne. What’s your name?”
“Eileen,” I said, letting him shake my hand. His hand was huge, and he had quite a grip!
“It’s nice to meet you. I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you are. You shouldn’t be standing over here all alone. Come on over and meet my friends!” He led me to the other side of the room and systematically introduced me to all of his frat brothers.
“Eileen is good people!” he told them, even though he didn’t know me. “Can I get you something to eat or drink? Or maybe a party favor?”
“Party favor?” I asked, not sure what he meant.
“I’ve got all kinds of stuff.” He leaned in toward my ear and then whispered, “I’ve got weed, molly, ice, coke, X..”
“Oh, no! I don’t do that kind of stuff. I’m just trying to get ahead here in school. I want to make something of myself.”
“Oh, you can make something of yourself and still have a little fun!” Wayne assured me. “Come on with me to my bedroom. I’m not going to try anything funny. I just want to show you what I have for you.”
“Okay…”
“Here we are!” He opened a door that was pretty close to the living room, and I walked tentatively inside. He grabbed a small case from under his bed and used a key to unlock it. Inside was a bunch of drugs. I had never seen actual drugs in real life other than marijuana, so I looked closely, unsure what to think. “Which would you like to try?”
“This one is pretty,” I pointed to a clear crystal that looked like something I would find in a rock shop.
“Good choice!” He grabbed the small bag the crystal was in from the case and smiled. “You’ll love this.”
“What is it?”
“It’s called ice. It will probably get you ahead too. It makes you more focused on whatever you want.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, a lot of college students use it to study. You can get a lot more done with this!”
“You can?”
“Yeah, try a little, and if you like it, I’ll let you take some home to try. You’ll see what it can do for your focus when you study.”
“Hmmm…okay…” I said slowly. I knew what I was about to do was wrong, but I was bored and curious. I needed to know if this was a viable way to improve my grades and make my dreams come true. Wayne somehow turned it into a line of crystal powder and told me to snort it up my nose with a rolled-up dollar bill. As soon as I did it, my nose burned so much that I cried out.
“Burns, huh?” he nodded knowingly.
“Yeah.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine in a moment. Let’s go see how the mixer is going, Eileen.” He held out his hand for me to grab, and I took it.
When I returned from Wayne’s room, I was shocked to see that my sorority sisters had all left the frat house. I found myself alone with thirty black men, and I was getting higher by the second. I felt like I was floating at first. After a few more minutes, it was like a fire had started in my brain. I began to notice connections in the world I’d never seen before. My brain felt elevated like I was above everything and nothing could hurt me. I was thinking so quickly, my thoughts racing at the speed of light.
“So, Eileen, how are you feeling?” Wayne asked.
“Good.”
“You look beautiful. You know that?”
“No. I’m okay,” I corrected him.
“No, you’re gorgeous,” Wayne corrected me. “I wish I could kiss you.”
“Kiss me?” I laughed. I’d never considered kissing a black guy before, but I felt so good that I didn’t tell him no. I watched as he leaned in and touched his lips to mine. I closed my eyes, allowing the sensation of his kiss to flow through me. I was so horny, and this kiss was awakening my senses. I was suddenly hyper-aware of my horniness and desperation. I didn’t want a kiss; I wanted more. I wanted to get my pussy and ass fucked. I wanted a cock in my mouth at the same time, just like the girls I watched in porn.
Now was my chance!
“Wayne?” I stopped him from continuing his kisses.
“Yeah? Am I moving too fast?” he asked with concern.
“No. It’s not that. It’s just that-” I paused, not sure if I should say what was really on my mind.
“What is it?”
“I have this weird fantasy…” I began, then trailed off, scared to actually say it.
“What is it? Maybe I can help make it come true,” he said hopefully.
“I’ve been watching a lot of porn lately,” I began and looked up at him to gauge Wayne’s response. Since he looked encouraging, I continued, “gangbang porn where the girl has a dick in all of her holes at the same time. I’ve been so horny because I live in a dorm, share a room with this prude, and I haven’t been able to get off in over a week. I’m frustrated.” I was babbling, my thoughts going even faster than my mouth could move.
“Holy shit!” Wayne roared so loudly that many of the other guys stopped to look at him. “You want a gangbang?”
“Did someone say gangbang?” One of the taller black men said and made his way over to me. Word spread quickly throughout the house, and now I faced thirty black men. I was both terrified and exhilarated. I knew I was horny, but I had no idea what it would be like to actually have sex with multiple men at once. I wasn’t that sexually experienced, having only had a few partners in high school. I wasn’t sure I was ready, but this was my chance, and I decided to take it.
“I want to try one,” I told them, “but I’ve never done it before.”
“She straight up just told me she watches porn!” Wayne told his brothers.
I thought about running, but the drugs were coursing through my body, and I was hornier than I’d ever been. They were closing in on me, and I realized how stupid I had been. I should never have said that I watched porn and wanted a gangbang while alone with thirty black men.
I want this, I reminded myself.
Instead of running, I took off my shirt and then my bra. I pulled my leggings off and stood before them, wearing nothing but a pair of pink cotton panties. Hands reached out and began to touch me, moving over my body as my arousal grew. They touched my nipples, my ass, and even my neck, and it felt good. I let them have their way with me, and they took me to one of the bedrooms with a double bed and laid me down on it. One of them pulled off my pink panties and threw them on the floor before parting my legs and burying his face in my pussy.
I hadn’t been expecting them to eat me out, but I enjoyed the sensations of his tongue on my clit, and I came close to cumming just before he stopped. His face was replaced with the first black cock of my life. I didn’t know his name, but his cock was as big as some of the dicks I’d seen in porn.
“You’re a pretty white girl,” he said, licking his lips as he tried to push the head of his cock into my tight, little pussy. “Someone get some lube! She’s tight!”
I waited patiently for someone to get lube and then watched closely as the first black cock of my life entered me. I could feel his dick displacing my tissue, spreading me open. I let out a small moan as he pushed deeper and deeper, leaning over me so he could whisper in my ear.
“I’m inside of you. Do you hear me?”
“Yes!”
“Do you like this black dick in you?”
“Yes!”
“That’s a good, little white girl!” He snarled and fucked me harder, all the while whispering things in my ear like, “take this dick, bitch.”
I came hard when he called me a bitch. I don’t know why, but it was so disrespectful, and being disrespected was really turning me on. I screamed wildly, my head pulling to one side and then the other without my ability to control it. My body was rising up to meet his cock instinctually. It was like I was born to take his dick.
It felt amazing, and I couldn’t imagine having another big, black dick in me at the same time until another one of them approached my face and held his dick out for me to suck. The guy fucking me moved out of his way and began to fuck me harder, slamming his dick into me with force. It didn’t hurt at all! It felt amazing. I could still feel the rush of the drugs in my system, and I was ravenous for cock in ways I’d never been. I sucked on the cock in front of me as the guy fucking me came hard, dumping his cum into my bare pussy.
The next guy took his turn in between my legs, fucking me harder and faster than the one before. It became a pissing contest between the guys. They were challenging each other to see who could fuck me harder. I heard them egging each other on, and somehow this only made me cum more. I loved that I was nothing but a sexual object to them, and I wondered when they were going to DP me. I told Wayne that was what I wanted. Surely he would make it happen. No matter that I’d never tried anal before. I was sure I could do it. If those porn stars could do it, so could I.
“My turn!” I recognized Wayne’s voice. He took his place between my legs, but I reminded him what I wanted before he pushed his cock into me.
“Wayne! I thought you guys would DP me. Remember?”
“Holy shit! This bitch wants to be DPed. Anyone cool with trying that? I’ll take her ass!” he called to his friends. Within minutes we figured out a way to get their cocks in both my holes at once. Wayne sat on the edge of the bed, and I lowered my asshole down onto his dick. It took quite a bit of lube and a lot of patience before I figured out how anal should work. Another guy stood between Wayne’s legs and mine and pushed his cock into my pussy. Now all I needed was a dick in my mouth
“Someone fuck my face!” I begged as the two cocks inside of me sawed against each other. I had never felt anything quite like it before, and I was almost scared that I would stretch both my holes out beyond repair. I was doing it! I was doing it just like the girls in those pornos! It felt so good that I came harder than I’d ever cum before. Instinctually, I had known that this would feel good, that this was what I needed. Now I was doing it, and there was no regret. I didn’t feel like a slut, or a fool, or even a bitch. I felt like a woman who had finally gotten what she wanted. I felt a satisfaction that went so deep that I could feel it in all my holes at once.
“Look at her take all that dick!” someone cried. There were phones taking videos, and I wasn’t ashamed. I felt like this was my calling, and maybe I didn’t need to worry about anything anymore. Perhaps school was just a distraction from what I was truly meant to do. Maybe I was meant to get filled with big, black dicks all the time, just like this. Maybe I would make an Onlyfans page and put myself on Pornhub. Perhaps I would become a big porn star that specialized in DP.
I came hard as I thought about it, as I realized that being filled with these big, black cocks was exactly what I needed to feel alive. For the first time in my life, I knew my true purpose, and it wasn’t going to college and getting good grades. It wasn’t getting a respectable job. In fact, it was about being disrespected in just the right way. I knew that most women didn’t want this, but I did. I wanted all thirty black cocks to fuck me. I wanted their cum in all of my holes, and I loved that they treated me like my holes were all they wanted me for.
The guys fucked me all night long and into the next day before I finally tapped out. I wish I would have kept track of how many of them I fucked, but I had been more wrapped up in cumming than counting. True to his word, Wayne gave me some more ice to take home and showed me how to use it properly.
My college experience changed quite a bit after that. Wayne was right about the ice. It did help me get ahead in school. My GPA went up, and I had somewhere to go to get off whenever I needed it. I went to their fraternity house at least once a week to be their little cum rag. Outside of the bedroom, they all treated me normally and even respectfully, but as soon as my clothes came off, they tore me apart and degraded me like the slut I had become.
I started filming our gangbangs, but we all wore masks. I wore a white mask, and the guys all wore black masks. I made a decent amount of money selling my videos online, and Marcy never found out that I was a secret porn star or anything. By my Junior year, I was able to afford my own apartment. I made sure it was within walking distance from the frat house where I spent most of my time. I had no interest in fucking white guys anymore. I’d tried one or two since my first gangbang, but it wasn’t nearly the same. Instead, I became obsessed with black cocks, and I took them three at a time, just like a pornstar.
