In the short time she had known her, Natalie found Andrea to be confident and outgoing. This was especially true during sex – when her personality manifested in a vivacious and loud manner. She was not ashamed nor embarrassed to utter a vulgar expression nor be put in a compromised position in pursuit of delectation. The collar she wore was a perfect match and she lived up to it by demanding those around to fuck her “whore mouth”.
Filthy words uttered by beautiful lips. Surrounded by the hung black studs — Jerome, Jules, Keith, Marcus, Kai… all of whom were happy see this display of whorishness by edging her on as she crawled between them on all fours. Andrea acted out in wild abandonment, bouncing her hands and mouth from black dick to black dick, displaying her lack of concern for morality and modesty, beaming as they would slap her face with their dicks, pulling her hair back and forth, slapping her tits and ass.
Seeing her like this – her face flushed with excitement, her cheeks slick with sweat, and spit and pre-cum — Natalie felt an overwhelming sense of affection for her house mate. She also felt a desire to emulate her wantonness, having rested long enough. DeShawn thought so too, taking the joint from Natalie. “Get on your knees slut. Suck my dick while I smoke this!”
Natalie heard him but reacted too slow for his liking, so a slap on her ass was in order, before he pushed her to her knees.
The way DeShawn had manhandled her into a submissive position had caused Natalie all kinds of bother — the degrading act releasing a spike of dopamine into her lust-addled brain. “I’m sorry, DeShawn,” she thought as she worked her mouth back and forth, looking up him with doeful appeal — while he kept his gaze on Andrea inside, not paying Natalie much heed unless to reprimand her if she wasn’t sucking his dick to his expectation. In one such instance, he punished her by tweaking and twisting her nipples. But this only added more zeal to her idolisation. It was almost dangerous, to feel this submissive, Natalie thought in a rare moment of clarity. It was hypnotic.
She knew now that her own sluttish entrapment — being brought into the den of temptation that was Frampton, and it’s House of big black studs — was clearly something Andrea had devised and made happen. Although it had been chance that had led her to Lexington Lane, Natalie was now sure becoming a slut had always been her fate.
How beautiful did Andrea look on her knees like that — revelling in a constant state of pleasure, her face smothered by those large, dark, swollen appendages. Why shouldn’t she have shared those delights with Natalie? Why shouldn’t she have offered her the temptation of being a Frampton House slut too? It was clearly too good an experience not to share.
As these thoughts surged through her foggy brain, she kept her mouth fixated on DeShawn’s meat, which swelled and hardened in response to the heat and pressure of her servile maw. He was steel hard when he pulled out — thanking her for her effort by slapping his tool on her face, before sliding between her sticky breasts for a gratuitous tit-fuck.
Having had her engine revved up, Andrea was ready to be fucked. After she had been vocal and animated to the point of annoyance, she was pulled up and thrown onto the bed.
“Put your dick in my pussy, please Marcus baby,” she begged the swole man as he clambered betwixt her open legs, while playing with her pussy. “Please… fuck meeeee!”
Marcus needed no second invitation — his hand gripped her throat as her lined up his 10 inch pipe along the wet folds of her labia, lathering it up before finding her opening and sliding in. Andrea squealed joyously as she felt him enter and begin to fuck her hot, swollen cunt. She wrapped her legs around his back, her chest cresting, pulling him in as he filled her with his manhood. He thrusted into her as she cried out, her hands scratching and pulling on his back, sending her shuddering into a powerful orgasm. “Fuck me! Fuck me like the slut I am!” she cried out in delirium as she pulled him closer, smothering his mouth with hers, moaning feverishly as she sucked on his tongue.
Andrea begged for more and she got it – with Jerome and Keith climbing on the bed, each straddling either end of her. They fisted their throbbing erections — thrusting and slapping them on her face, in between her twisting her mouth left and right to suck, getting them ready for her ravishment.
Natalie meanwhile, sucked DeShawn’s dick back to hardness — her mouth and throat working to her own rhythm, slurping on his head a few times before pushing forward to deep thrust him.
Kai walked up to her and cupped her ass. “Fuck yes gyal! Baby you suck a mean dick. Shiiit — you musta been doing this a long time,” Kai remarked in his Caribbean accent, validating her skills. Natalie felt a surge of pride as she revelled in his praise. But DeShawn was quick to put her in her place.
“Nah — we trained this girl up. She couldn’t deepthroat a dick worth shit! But she was eager to learn, damn straight! Now she the second best cocksucker on campus, as far as I’m concerned!” He explained, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her forth on Kai’s phallus. DeShawn’s hand triggered a response in her training and she placed her hands out of the way behind her back, using only her mouth to pleasure. Something about the way he spoke about her made her want to serve him even more — but he pulled her off his cock, offering her mouth to the newcomer. Arching her neck forward and displaying her lovely breasts, Natalie spread her lips around his helmet with the same submission she had shown to DeShawn.
Kai took her hair into his hands and guided his long phallus to her pursed lips, sliding in with ease and unearned familiarity. “Yeah that’s good! Oh baby! You’ll make a fine slut!”
“Yeah no doubt she will! She wasn’t much of a cocksucker in the beginning but she got better! But her ass! Can drain a dick like a motherfucker!” DeShawn added his own feedback about Natalie’s talents.
She couldn’t say much as the thick cock slid down her throat, pumping into her mouth with increasing vigour. The sight of the handsome Caribbean hunk, his face wincing in pleasure as he fucked her mouth, aroused her even more.
“Natty bitch! Fuck! So… is she really an anal girl only… or was that all for show?” He enquired of DeShawn as he cupped Natalie’s head.
“Island girl?” DeShawn replied in confusion.
“No — anal. As in butt sex. She likes to take it in the arse only?” Kai repeated, clarifying his question through his Caribbean accent.
DeShawn smirked. He could tell him since he’d met Natalie about a month ago, he’d fucked Natalie dozens of times — but he’d never been inside her pussy. If she wasn’t an anal only girl, he was sure she wasn’t far off. But he wanted Kai to hear it from the slut’s mouth though. He grabbed Natalie’s hair and yanked her head off his cock.
Panting and drooling, Natalie looked up at him with a smile, thinking about how best to answer. “I think I’ll have to show you!” She purred with a comely look.
Kai’s reaction was instant as she saw his cock throb with anticipation. She felt a rush from the power she had over him.
Taking it as a good time to go back inside — she entered Wesley’s room but crawled, rather than walk the few feet, thinking she might as well stay on her knees. This way, she also gave the boys a view of her butt — teasing them with the sight of her dripping, inaccessible pussy. A few feet away, Andrea was being spit roasted on Wesley’s bed, grunting as she bounced between the two lovers that impaled her either ends.
Kai followed Natalie from the balcony — his eyes glued to the sight of her peachy, creamy booty — zeroing on her slightly gaping hole that yearned to be filled again. When he caught up to her, he grabbed two handful of her tits as she righted herself up on her knees. He wasn’t done with her mouth yet — sliding into her panting lips the first moment he could.
“And with a peach-ass like hers? Of course she gonna be a big-time butt slut! You fellas are lucky as fuck!” Kai cheered as he fucked Natalie’s mouth. He pulled her on his meat, sliding down her neck, till she could tongue his balls while he filled her throat. Holding her in place, he groaned as he enjoyed the feeling of her narrow, warm throat massage his meat, holding as long as he could, before releasing her. Drool quickly fell past Natalie’s gagging lips and onto her tits. “I hope you fellas treat these girls good!”
DeShawn shrugged “Hell yeah we do. We treat ’em like Frampton House sluts!”
Natalie heard all this degrading talk and felt a warming in her loins. DeShawn was right — she had made the commitment to be their house sluts. She’d do anything and everything to please them, as it brought her immense pleasure. The realisation and the arousal would have triggered another orgasm if she so much as touched herself — but she relented, preferring not to cum unless someone was fucking her ass.
Catching her breath Natalie, threw herself forward to suck Kai’s cock again. She wasn’t trying to prove anything anymore. Not to Kai. Not to DeShawn. She just wanted to fellate his dick for her pleasure as much as his. From sucking to throating, she devoted equal time to licking along the shaft, her tongue feeling the veiny surface of his shaft, to suckling on his balls and then moving up along his shaft. Kai reached down and playfully caressed her tits… which gave her the inspiration to lean up and press his dick betwixt them, stroking her chest up and down along his shaft, giving him a titjob. Blowjob, titjob… what came next? Rimjob. Crawling between his legs, she pressed her face between his muscular buns, spreading them so she could lick his musky hole while jerking his dick. She might have cared what the group around her would think to see her rimming the ass of a man she’d only just met — if she wasn’t so turned on by the act of doing it!
“Eat ma ass gyal! Stick your tongue in ma ass!” He groaned. Impressed with her efforts, Kai suddenly turned around and pushed her on all fours onto the carpet. He was fixing for one thing now – buttfucking this big-titted, big-assed white girl.
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