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 At the beach

Jordan and Anna’s relationship could hardly be considered normal. Everyone would have a couple of hiccups in theirs, but what Jordan saw his girlfriend go through was extraordinary. Many had been cheated on, and many had also watched their partners cheat on them, but seeing their loved one high on multiple drugs, taking lots and lots of dick up their ass enthusiastically was a gut-wrenching experience that only Jordan went through. All the substances made it hard for him to communicate with her about it, since she could barely remember anything happening. In contrast, his memory of the events was crystal clear. He knew exactly where it all happened, how many drugs she took and how many cocks she took too. Despite this, he didn’t tell her about it. He was scared to be open about it - it was a complex fear that partly consisted of him not wanting Anna to feel bad about what she did, and a fear that she might just go out and do it again. After all, the one thing she did remember was that those nights were fun, and he didn’t want her to associate fun with big black dick. Saying it out loud, Jordan felt kind of silly to be scared of that, but he didn’t want to take any chances; and who could blame a man as traumatized as him?

With no easy way to talk about it, the pair simply don’t bring it up. It lingers in his mind, but Jordan does his best to not mention it to Anna. As the months pass, he starts forgetting about it a little. The smell of drugs, the black men’s faces, the face of that muscular woman and her underling, even her name - they all deteriorate in his mind. He was confident that in due time, the memory would barely remain, and they would go back to being a normal couple. Jordan feels glad that he didn’t break up with Anna, despite knowing that a lot of people in his situation would have. He feels hopeful as he starts thinking about marrying her, starting a family, spending life together with her… In the face of everything bad that happened, Jordan could only smile. He got the last laugh, he was the one that had actually won over her heart, he thinks to himself.

Summer had rolled around, which meant that the couple was going to the beach, with Jordan driving the car. They both loved the warm sun and sea, and could easily spend hours there together. It was a pretty common thing for couples to do, but they felt that it was their ritual. It was their thing, and he was happy that they were doing it again.

He takes one hand off the wheel and puts it around Anna.

“How’re you feeling, babe?” He asks his girlfriend, giving her a little kiss on the cheek.

“I’m great.” She replies, looking at him with slightly closed eyes and a smile that was as warm as the sunlight shining on it.

“Can’t wait ‘till we’re there. It’s been so long since we last went. We can sit by the water, on a blanket, under an umbrella, so it’s not too hot, maybe go into that ocean, since the water here feels so great…” Jordan fantasizes, before moving the hand on her shoulder down to gently grope one of her tits.

“...And maybe, if it feels right, we can sneak out and have a little bit of fun.” He adds on, his smile turning mischievous. Anna reacts by pulling back to giggle and cover her mouth, unsuccessfully trying to hide her blush from him. Jordan hadn’t fucked his girlfriend ever since what happened, too scared that she won’t enjoy it after her nights with the black thugs; even if her memory is hazy. However, that cute little reaction made him feel warm inside, and her eyes just screamed desire for him. He was ready to make love to her today, it would be the final nail in the coffin that buried those incidents in the past.

They pull up to the beach, and get out to walk around to the trunk and start unpacking. As he gets out, Jordan hears really loud rap music coming from the distance. Naturally, he looks in the direction it’s coming from, and spots a car that he thinks it’s coming from. Gazing inside, he can see that there’s a large group of black men talking to each other. Jordan’s face turns sour as he sees them, not enjoying having to share a beach with a race of people he didn’t like. Looking closer, he spots a line of white across their dashboard. It’s pretty clear that it’s coke. His eyes widen, realizing that he’ll need to take effort to avoid that group.

“What’re you looking at, Jordan?” Anna asks him. He turns his head and quickly realizes that he needs to make sure he doesn’t draw her attention to them.

“Oh, umm… nothing! Don’t worry about it! Oh, fuck, this cooler is heavy! Think you could help me out?” He rushes his words out. His embarrassing attempt works and his girlfriend quickly helps him out. They continue unpacking, Jordan now worried about the group he saw but having hope that it’s an unjustified worry.

After having took everything out of their car, selected a beach spot and set everything down, Jordan and Anna relaxed on the beach. Just as he said earlier, the two were sitting on a soft blanket, sheltered from the sun with an umbrella. Both of them were dressed for the occasion him wearing a pair of grey swimming trunks, and her wearing a pink micro bikini. It wasn’t actually a micro bikini, but just about any size would look micro when they were made to hug Anna’s gigantic tits and big, wobbly ass. This was her fifth bra that week, all the other ones having been destroyed after just a couple of days of being worn. It wasn’t her fault, she was simply just born with those city sized big tits of hers. Even with the bespoke bikini set that had extra strong string, Anna knew that it wouldn’t last for long. Still, she wasn’t paying attention to that, she was just staring off into the ocean.

An hour or so had passed. Both of them talked to each other a lot, enjoying the other’s company.

“Ugh, I’m so thirsty!” Jordan thinks aloud.

“Isn’t that a bar over there? I’ve not seen that one before, it must be new! Let’s see what they’ve got, Jordan, come on!” She encourages him, getting up and grabbing his hand to help her boyfriend up. Both of them giggle and smile a bit, walking over to the bar. Anna’s huge tits, ass and thighs jiggle like extra thick jelly as she struts. It was a tiki themed bar, with lots of the furniture being made out of straw. There weren’t many walls or even a door, it was just a hut that could be easily accessed from the beach. Jordan and Anna make their way to the counter. After looking at the menu, they both decide on a drink with a colourful blue-to-yellow gradient that’s purported to taste like lemon.

“Hey girl, what’s a beautiful lil’ thing like you doing here?” Suddenly, a deep voice comes from the other end of the counter. It was a black guy, dressed similarly to Jordan, showing off his toned body. His red swimming trunks also had trouble holding his giant, black snake inside similarly to Anna’s clothes.

“Oh, I’m just enjoying the beach.” Anna replies, accompanied by a small smile and a little blush. Jordan’s mouth gapes and his eyebrows raise as he hears what’s happening.

“W-Wait a seco-” Jordan tries to interject.

“Is that so?” The black man responds, his rich, deep, bold voice completely crushing and overpowering Jordan’s, making it seem weak and whiny in comparison.

“Well, what’s a sexy thing like you doing buying her own drinks, then? Let me cover that for you. Bartender! Whatever she’s having!” As the black man speaks, Jordan finds no opportunity to try and break it up. He worries that he’ll make his girlfriend his bitch, polishing his cock with her mouth, offering her ass to him… Jordan gets horrified at the thought. The bartender soon brings over Anna’s and Jordan’s drinks, at which point Jordan tries to pull her out.

“Come on, babe, we need to go!” Jordan says with a hurried tone, grabbing her arm and trying to get her to come with him.

“Aah! Sorry, that’s just my boyfriend, hehe, see ya!” She says her farewells to the black man, before going back to their spot with Jordan.

Things go back to normal once they’re back. They both sip their drinks through a straw and stare off into the sea. Jordan wasn’t even sure if he was allowed to take the glasses with him, but he just couldn’t risk her talking with that black man more. He was for sure out to steal her, Jordan thinks. With most of their drinks finished, he moves a bit closer to Anna, rubbing her shoulder.

“Honey… it’s been so long since we were last here…” He says in a seductive voice, his other arm moving to caress her incredibly wide thigh.

“It feels so perfect… the ocean, the sun, the sand… don’t you think it’s all a bit… erotic?” He comments, smiling. His eyesight was focused on her big thigh and plump tits, but when it moves up to her face, instead of meeting the warm, fuzzy expression he was expecting, he sees Anna looking to the side. She was seemingly completely uninterested in Jordan’s attempts to flirt, instead focused on something off in the distance. Jordan looks over and spots a group of black men. There’s a huge amount of them, and with his attention now focused on them, he hears the loud music that they’re blasting through the multiple speakers they’ve got set up. They’re dancing around and drinking, clearly not sober.

“Babe?” Jordan says to his girlfriend, trying to get her attention.

“B-Babe?” He has to try again, now with a little quiver, feeling weak from having her attention stolen by black men.

“Oh, what’s up, Jordan?” She finally replies, taking a while to turn her head to him. Her using “Jordan” instead of a pet name, like she normally would, feels cold and distant. He gets put out of the mood, but he still wants to fuck her in a desperate plea to prove to himself that he was still her one and only. He leans in for a kiss, but stops once he starts feeling tired.

“Oh, babe, I…” He finds it difficult to say words.

“I’m so… I’m so tired…” Jordan slurs out as he lays down on the blanket. His vision starts fading as he falls asleep beside Anna. Neither of them slept much that day, so she just brushes it off as nothing and lets him sleep.

To Jordan, it seems like only a couple of seconds pass. He yawns as he wakes up. He moves his head about and feels sand brushing up against the back of it. Jordan figures that he must’ve moved off the blanket while he slept, so he tries moving his hand to wipe the sand off of his hair. However, his hand doesn’t move. He can feel it, but it feels like it’s trapped in place. The same is for his feet. As he tries moving more and more, he realizes that he’s in some sort of nightmare. With his eyes now open, he realizes just how horrid that nightmare is. His entire body, bar his head, is buried in deep sand. Only his head is sticking out, but his neck is buried so deep that his chin is touching the sand. In front of him, he sees 2 lightly dressed, dark skinned men sitting on top of him, making sure that he can’t get out.

“Hey! You two! Get the fuck off of me!” He shouts, thrashing his head about in the limited number of directions he can. The two men turn their heads to him.

“Oh, look who’s awake.” One of them comments, smirking. He doesn’t move an inch, in fact, he seems to enjoy the fact that he’s sitting on top of him and impeding his movements.

“Oh, heyyy Jordannn…” Jordan suddenly hears his girlfriend. He can’t turn his head fully, he has to use his peripheral vision to see her. The way that she’s speaking reminds him of the state that she was in when the black thugs drugged her up all those months ago. This alarms Jordan, making him thrash and struggle about more. Of course, the only thing this leads to is him getting laughed at by the black men more.

“This game is so fun… hehe!” She slurs out, smiling with her pupils dilated.

“W-What game, Anna?” He asks, sounding worried.

“The game we were playinngg, Jordan! Where they bury us in the sand!” She explains, giggling.

When they were at the bar, Jordan made sure to take the drink from Anna’s hand and make sure it wasn’t spiked. However, he failed to make sure that his own drink wasn’t spiked either. His drink had been mixed with sleeping pills while he wasn’t looking. They used the time that Jordan was asleep to give his girlfriend a couple of drugs and tell her that they were playing a game where both of them got buried in the sand. He wasn’t even sure if they were still at their spot on the beach, he could barely look around.

“I want to get out! We both need to get out!” Jordan pleads.

“Silly! We can’t get out until the game is over!” Anna replies, her composure completely opposite of Jordan’s, despite being in the exact same situation. In fact, he would soon notice that she’s in a worse situation, as he spots that her ass is also sticking out of the sand. His eyes dart around, trying to see how he can possibly get out. He notices one of them going over to the cooler, but when opened, it’s revealed that it’s filled with tons of wrapped up kilograms of coke, along with a lot of bags containing colourful pills. One of them takes out a kilo of coke and cuts open a hole in it with a knife. He pulls his shorts down, allowing his gigantic, fully erect, forearm-long black dick to spring up. He sprinkles on a long line of the white powder along his shaft, going all the way up to his tip.

“You want some more sugar, sweet tits?” He asks Anna as he walks towards her, his thick, throbbing, unwashed dick attracting her attention.

“Mmm… Yes please!” She says, licking her lips as she stares at the black man’s hard cock. Not only is it much longer and thicker than Jordan’s, but it’s also easy to tell that he can easily last much longer than Jordan. If he desired it, the black man could easily make love to Anna all night long, draining his entire nutsack of his thick, viscous load, only for it all to regenerate within 24 hours. None of the black men in the area had washed their cocks. It made it so that along with their huge, black packages, they carried around a strong, bold, overpowering smell. To Jordan, it was completely disgusting, and it made the sand prison he was currently in much more torturous. To Anna, it was complete bliss. There was nothing that could match the mouth watering taste of unwashed black cock. Whenever it was around, it would invade her nostrils, activating a deep-rooted circuit in her brain that made her unbelievably horny. Much hornier than she had ever been with Jordan, even on days when he thought he was really turning her on. No matter how much he tried, Anna’s boyfriend would never be able to match the black thugs’ level of sexuality. His dream of putting it all behind him, of having a sensual night to seal everything away in the past was just that - a pipe dream, and this situation would serve to remind him of that.

“Your bitch loves coke.” The thug with his cock out tells Jordan, getting on his knees to get closer to Anna’s face.

“Thankfully, we’ve got enough to kill a fucking horse, so she’s gonna have as much as she likes, and we’ve even got some other types of candy for her to have fun with too.” He explains, making Jordan’s face reflect how furious he is. His tensed up face muscles and his frown are contrasted by the black man’s relaxed, smug smile. He understood how terrible it made him feel, but that just made it better. It felt great to take such an overly thicc girl away from someone, and to show them that nothing was out of your reach.

“Yay!” Anna exclaims, happy to hear that there are lots of drugs for her.

“Alright now, slut, get ready for another bump.” He says as he brings his tip up to her nose. Once she starts snorting, he starts moving his dick forwards so that she can have the whole thing while her head is immobile. It takes a little while for her to take the whole thing, and it only brings to attention how massive the black man’s tower long cock is. Anna doesn’t hesitate at all while she’s snorting it, she just obediently huffs every single gram of the hard drug straight into her brain. She blinks once she feels it affect her, smiling and drooling from how great it feels.

“Damn, looks like someone enjoying it!” The black man gloats, making everyone laugh.

“But come on now, you left so much on there, are you really not gonna get every single little bit? I think you ought to at least clean it all up.” He says as he turns to make his thick, bulbous, leaky tip face her. She licks her lips again, making Jordan freak out.

“Woah, hey, come no, you don’t need to do that!” He shouts, his anger still there, but visibly overtaken by his fear. He had seen her do this before, but he knew that her doing it again would only make her love them more.

“Jordannn… you know that It would be soooo rude for me to leave all of the nice stuff they gave me like that… I’’m not rudeee…” She replies in a bit of an annoyed tone, confused as to why her boyfriend would suggest for her to be rude to the nice men offering her all of the free drugs.

Before he has time to protest more, the thug’s cock invades her throat and mouth fully. She was already stretching her mouth out, but it still needs to be stretched thin to accommodate for his beer bottle thick girth. With her head planted in the sand, the thug can rest his arms and legs on the ground and mercilessly fuck her throat. It wouldn’t be accurate to call Anna a coke or MDMA addict - she had no desire to seek those things out on her own. It was vitally important that there were both the drugs, and the nasty scent coming from the thugs’ unwashed, black slabs of meat. When both are present, she turns into a BBC slut who completely forgets about her loyalty to her boyfriend. Therefore, it was no wonder that her eyes rolled back in pleasure when his dick went in her, giving her a taste of the source of the smell. Just like the smell, his cock’s flavour was bold and overpowering. Tasting it had much the same effect as smelling it.

“MMM… <3” Anna hums out a moan as she gets throatfucked. It didn’t bother her at all that she couldn’t move, the mixture of drugs and dick took her mind to an entirely differently place. The thug speeds up, going faster and faster, before abruptly pulling out.

“There, I think that’s all clean now.” He says as he inspects his cock. It’s drenched in the bimbo’s spit, enough to where it’s dripping onto the sand. The thorough cleaning left his cock free of coke, but it still had the same taste and smell it had before. His black package was so musky that a blowjob as sloppy as that was not enough to get it clean. Anna looks up at him with a slight, playful frown from not getting his thick, white, creamy reward dumped in her mouth.

“I think we’re ready to have some real fun now!” The man says as he stands up and walks around to Anna’s exposed ass. It was gigantic, and in such a position that it was easy to see how big it was compared to her head. It was so plump that if every single black man there had placed their hands on it, they would not be able to cover its entire surface area. The thug leans down to give her ass a powerful, loud smack. It sends an immense amount of ripples throughout both of her ass cheeks. It’s a sight that makes all the thugs happy, with the ones sitting on top of Jordan tugging at their obese bulges. The thug at her back gets on his knees and rests his dick in between her ass cheeks, indulging in the feeling of the amazing ass fat gently hugging his throbbing, contrastingly coloured, bitch breaking shaft.

“H-Hey now! Don’t go in there!” Jordan shouts, protective of the sacred areas of the one he loved. He was hoping to be making love to her tonight, but if he inserts himself inside of her, he would completely ruin it. From previous experiences, Jordan also knew that he wouldn’t be the last one. If he started fucking her, then every single black thug in his sight, and even ones that he couldn’t see from his position, would start relentlessly fucking her, filling her up with their nasty, disgusting smelling cum.

“Calm down, don’t be such a bummer. It’s not cheating, I’m only gonna go into her asshole. It’s not cheating, right babe?” He explains to Jordan, before asking his girlfriend.

“Oh, uhh…. If you say soooo…” She replies in a slur. She was incredibly suggestible and not thinking straight, the smell and taste of black cock hijacking her brain as much as the MDMA and cocaine.

“Before y’all start, I think our girl here deserves a lil’ something for being so good at the game.” Another thug says as he comes into the picture, holding a bag of pills. He takes a couple out, and Anna already knows to open her tongue. She gently smiles as the man places a pill on it, and she takes it in her mouth. It broke Jordan’s heart to see her take so many substances from the men, but even if he wasn’t buried a couple feet deep in sand, there wouldn’t be much he could do against the strong pack of men.

The thug behind Anna grabs his cock by the shaft, moving his tip in between her cheeks and positioning it right next to her asshole, aligning his dick like a sniper aligning his gun’s barrel on his prey. With his hands on her hips, he rams his thick cock directly into her asshole. He isn’t afraid to go balls deep, her tight hole having already been stretched out from the previous times her asshole’s been fucked. With his hands and tiptoes on the sand, he moves his hips quickly and ferociously, his shaft going from being out in the cool, beach air to getting hugged by Anna’s warm, super wet asshole multiple times a second.

“MMM… So good… fuck… it feels so good in my holeee! <3” Anna slurs out, giggling to herself and sticking her tongue out to look like an absolute bimbo. Though her memories of the past incidents are hazy, she gets reminded of them from how much better the black stranger’s dick feels compared to her micro dicked boyfriend. Moans keep coming out of her with every single thrust of the man’s big black obelisk inside her tight asshole.

“Tell us, hoe, who fucks better? Your boyfriend, or us?” One of the black men in the crowd suddenly asks her.

“Hmmm… well… you guysss… just because my boyfriend has a teenyyy tinyyyy micro dick… he’s still a nice guy though!” She says, the drugs completely removing any filter she would normally have. The crowd bursts out laughing, and the guy fucking her has to take a break to laugh too. Jordan gets degraded, but being physically trapped, there’s nothing he can do.

The two men sitting on top of Jordan start getting more erect, to the point where they can’t keep their bulges contained anymore. They take their cocks out, stroking themselves to Jordan’s girlfriend getting her round, fat-filled ass hammered. This only makes it worse for her boyfriend, who makes a sour face. The two men notice this and laugh at him.

“What’s wrong, small dick? You wanna leave?” One of them says.

“Y-Yes! Let me and my girlfriend leave! Please!” Jordan pleads, to a humiliating extent. This only makes the men laugh at him.

“Remember, it’s rude to leave before the game’s over.” They tease him, basically just bullying him.

It’s not long before the thug fucking Anna cums, slowing down with his cock balls deep. His pisshole ejaculates a thick, smelly load; the size of which could rival the ocean beside them. He pulls out, letting it flow out of her hole, over her pussy and onto the sand like a fountain. One of the men that were sitting on top of Jordan stands up so that he can take the now free spot behind Anna, eagerly getting on his knees to have a go at her asshole.

“Dude, are we really all gonna have to wait for our own, separate turns?” The thug still sitting on top of the humiliated boyfriend asks.

“Well, yeah. She can take all of us.” The one near her replies.

“That’s gonna take forever, and you know I’m an impatient motherfucker. Look, here’s what we can do instead.” He stands up, heading over to the group’s car and coming back with a big, 2 litre bottle of lube.

“Let’s just crack open this bad boy, and take her both at once!” He says as he pulls his pulsating, black bully dick out and rubs it with the lube, and then strokes it with sloppy sounds. He tosses the bottle to the other black man, who lubes himself up and also takes the opportunity to make Anna’s ass nice and shiny in the evening sun. One of them positions himself behind her, like he normally would, and the other one squats above her ass. With the cum already inside her, and the lube on their cocks, they forcefully shove their dicks into her asshole.

“Fuck! That feel’s sooo gooood!” She says, her eyes widening and her tongue sticking out further than before. One dick was great, but two at a time was just perfect. Their cocks go in and out at an almost mechanical pace, like two powerful, industrial pistons. Her shiny, slippery ass is never left still as her asshole bears the burden of having 2 overgrown black cocks inside of it. She starts squirting as she lets out a couple of extraordinarily loud moans, signalling to the aggressive pack that she’s cumming.

With no one left sitting on him, Jordan realizes that he has the opportunity to escape. He starts thrashing about again, this time slowly digging himself up from below. Paradoxically, he tries to get himself out as quick as possible, while trying to not make too much noise to get caught. Of course, this doesn’t work out for him. With just a couple centimetres of sand left, he feels a force push his chest down.

“Where you going, small dick?” The man who just stepped on his chest rhetorically asks. Jordan doesn’t reply, but the man smiles. He sits down on top of him, keeping him in place after he was so close to being free. Jordan lets out a breath of exhaustion. He realizes that even if he managed to get loose, he wouldn’t be able to convince his girlfriend to come with him, and trying to take her by force from the gang of aggressive thugs wasn’t possible.

A couple of hours pass. The sky outside is dark now, with the only lights now coming from peoples’ phones. The soft sounds of the winds and cicadas contrast with the raunchy moans and ass claps coming from Anna. The two guys fucking her had finished long ago, and since then, she’s taken most of the crowd. Almost everyone there had their cocks sucked, some dropping a load into her mouth, and almost everyone dropping a load into her greedy asshole. Jordan was forced to watch as her hole was turned into a cum oozing mess, seemingly completely ruined, yet still wanting more and more.

“Damn… her hole is loose as fuck…” One of the guys fucking her says with a disappointed tone.

“Hey, don’t be like that now, don’t you remember what those other dudes told us? This hoe can take up to three of us at once!” The guy currently getting blown by her says, insinuating that this can get a lot more fun. They three black thugs smirk at each other, effectively communicating what they want to do with her. The black thug at her front take his cock out of her mouth to get behind her.

“Real quick, let’s give her a bit more…” He says, before taking out something he had in his pocket. It’s a couple of LSD tabs. He puts them in her asshole, elevating her high even further. Her pupils had mostly gone back to normal, but they dilate again with the new rush she’s just started to experience. It’s a bit awkward to do, but he shoves his cock inside, adding a third slice of big black meat to her asshole. Her loosened up hole gets stretched out even further.

“MMM… Jordannnn… they’re so bigg…” She slurs out, along with a giggle.

“This game is sooo funn…” She mutters to herself. Jordan watches her take 3, gigantic black cocks with little difficulty, making it obvious that his small dick wasn’t good enough for her anymore. Anna’s boyfriend has to deal with hearing her girlfriend’s sweet moans come from a fucked by different men, all of whom are more than happy to feed her tons of drugs. After a couple of minutes of the three, hard, dark skinned dicks rubbing themselves harshly against her asshole’s walls, with cum splashing out with every thrust, the three of them let out a simultaneous load. The oncoming wave of thick baby batter is impossible for her asshole to contain, so it gets expelled as soon as they pull out. Anna squirts again, spraying the men with her juices before they have the chance to get away, moaning with her face stuck in an ahegao.

“So bigggg… hehe…. Feels so goooddd…” She slurs out, basically in an entirely different dimension from all the drugs. She was amazed by the feeling of every single inch of the thug’s cocks. The mix of coke, MDMA and LSD made her appreciate how aggressively they fucked her with their perfect, stud horsecocks.

“Looks like that’s about everyone.” The black man sitting on top of Jordan says, standing up and walking off of him to take a look around. As soon as he does that, Jordan uses what little strength he has remaining to pull himself out of the ground. He manages to do it, standing up and leaning up against a tree, waiting to get all the feelings in his limbs back. As he does, he starts being suspicious of how non existent the resistance from the black thugs is. Jordan soon realizes that they’re choosing not to do anything, as if this was their way of finally letting him go.

“Babe… come on… let’s go home…” Jordan says as he limps over to Anna, his voice showing how clearly exhausted he was.

“Damn, you gonna leave, and not even have a turn yourself?” One of the thugs asks, smirking. As Jordan looks around, he notices that everyone is looking at him with that same smile.

“Come onnn, Jordannnn… it’s such a funnnnn gammeee… you should join in!” Anna slurs out, wiggling her ass for him. Jordan gulps. There was an implicit, yet very obvious threat coming from the group. He had already been assaulted by one of their members before, and he didn’t want a repeat of that.

He walks up behind her, trying to but ultimately failing to not step into the wide, thick, multi-layered puddles of cum on the sand. He squats down, not wanting to get on his knees. Jordan’s hands try grabbing her ass, but there are no spots on it that aren’t also covered in lots and lots of nasty nut. Instead, Jordan has to awkwardly move forward and try to put his dick in her ass. He already knows what the outcome is going to be, but he’s forced to do it anyway.

“I… I can’t reach it… my dick can’t get past her ass cheeks” Jordan admits after a couple of minutes of humiliating silence. The crowd bursts out laughing, erupting a sound of laughter so loud that Jordan cannot possibly ignore it. He stands up, looking down at Anna’s ass with a depressed frown.

“Okay, okay… you two can go now, the game’s over. I think it’s safe to say that both of you had lots of fun today.” One of the says as the whole group packs up their stuff, getting ready to leave.

“See you two next time!” He adds on, before they all walk off. Everything that they said absolutely infuriated Jordan, and the fact that he couldn’t retaliate in any way only made him more mad. He watches his girlfriend tweak out, still buried in the sand. He has to dig her up, and the carry her on his shoulder to their car. She absolutely reeks of their cum, and there’s a lot of it pouring out of her asshole, leaving a trail of it. Once inside, they drive back home, Jordan unable to even process the situation until they get there.

 Rent troubles

It had been a couple of weeks since the couple had gone to the beach. Anna had no idea that so recently, let alone multiple times in the past, she had taken more drugs than most people would have in their lifetimes. On the night after they came home, the only thing from that night that stuck with her was the weird smell coming from her body, which went away after she had a shower.

As per usual, Jordan couldn’t find the means to resolve what had happened to her. Her memory of the day was practically non-existent, only remembering the evening with the happy emotions she had felt at the time. Sometimes, she would bring up how fun that evening was, just based off those memories, completely unaware of how much it hurt Jordan to be reminded of her new found love for big, black, unwashed cock. For the time being, it was an issue that Jordan hid from his girlfriend, too scared of the consequences of confronting her about it.

There was another thing that he was keeping from her. For the past couple of weeks, Jordan had been struggling to keep up with the rent. He had received a text message from his landlord that informed him of the massive surge on the rent price, and despite working overtime ever since that day, he was still nowhere near close to affording to stay for this month. All he could hope for was to negotiate something with his landlord.

Anna and Jordan are sitting on the couch one day, relaxing and watching TV. It was a refreshingly calm moment for him, where he wasn’t thinking about the rent or what had happened on the beach, like he constantly would normally. There’s a sudden, loud, harsh set of knocking sounds on the door. Anna and Jordan look at each other, neither sure of who it could be. He stands up and walk over, opening the door with inadequate preparation for who was going to be on the other side.

“Yo, Jordan.” The landlord greets him, pushing past Jordan’s shoulder as he invites himself in. Jordan doesn’t reply, he simply looks at the ground as he succumbs to the pressure of being around his landlord.

“Hey… what’s up?” He finally greets him. He knows that he’s likely here because of the rent, but the only thing that he can do is hope that he forgets about it, or doesn’t bring it up. Even if he dipped into his savings, the rent would still be an insurmountable obstacle for him.

“You know why I’m here, Jordan.” The landlord says in a clear, simple tone. It was as if he could read his mind, finding exactly what he wanted to keep from him, and then forcing him to be confronted about it. Jordan looks up from the ground, his eyes meeting with the landlord’s cruel, cold gaze.

“Y-Yeah…” Jordan pathetically lets out.

“I-I’m really sorry… I can’t pay you the rent this month, it’s way too much for how much I earn at work.” Jordan explains, expecting a sympathetic reply. Instead, all he gets is that stare, a wordless way of telling him that he didn't care about his struggles.

“L-Listen! Just give me a month, please… I’ll get you the money, I’ll quit my job, and find one that pays more, please…” Jordan starts pleading. Again, he’s just met with an unsatisfied stare, giving him no direction on what to do next.

“I-I’ll get two jobs! I’ll do anything to get the money, please!” Jordan is basically begging at this point. He knew that the only houses in the area that he would be able to afford are near the crackhouse that Anna was fucked in; moving out was absolutely not an option.

“Babe… I had no idea you were having issues with the rent…” Anna says as she walks up to Jordan and grabs his arm.

“You should have told me, you know I’d do anything to try to help…” She tells him, showing the sympathy that he was really needing at the time.

The landlord checks Anna out, obviously happy to see a woman with gigantic proportions walk, her gigantic, wobbly ass cheeks and her plump, humongous tits bounce around in their ripped clothes. He was getting aroused from just that, a bulge growing in his pant leg.

“Yeah, that ain’t gonna cut it” He says after a couple more seconds of staring.

“I have no reason to keep you around, I don’t care how many jobs you have. I knew that this was going to be an issue, so I started talking with some people that were looking to move in. I’ve got about 3 different people who are interested right now. They can all pay their rent on time, no problem, and along with that, I’ll be getting a big, fat down payment, so tell me why I shouldn’t kick you out.” The landlord explains. He knows that there isn’t anything that Jordan can do to convince him, his decision was already set in stone, the only purpose of this was to boost his ego by feeling powerful, and to hear what Jordan has to say so that he can either laugh at it or just get surprised.

Jordan can’t think of what to say. His mind is clouded with fear, he sees no way to stay, and he’s scared that he’ll have to move in right next to the crackhouse that once claimed his girlfriend. However, he’s also incredibly angry. He can’t believe that a black man was putting so much pressure on him. He tries to get these emotions out of his mind, so that he can form a train of through, but he gets frustrated by how difficult it is. Meanwhile, the landlord eyes up his girlfriend. Anna’s body was serving as effective eye candy, being the only reason why he hasn’t left already. There seemed to be an endless amount of curves that it was supplying, his eyes feasting on the gorgeous view of her wide, shirt stretching cleavage. He could tell that if he were to grab one of those tits, he’d feel the softest thing he’d ever laid his hands on. Her ass was the size of the door way, so even when looking at her from the front, he could see quite a big glimpse of it. Still, he leans to the left so that he can get a more direct look at it. He could see how her perfectly shaped, round ass was trying to break out of her clothes, close to ripping them apart any second now. Similarly, his own dick was begging to get out into the open, and specifically to get in between the whore’s giant ass cheeks.

“P-Please, I might not have anything to offer you, but we’ve been your tenants for so long… please understand-” Jordan tries begging again.

“Listen.” The landlord interrupts.

“There might just be one thing that’ll convince me to let you stay.” He starts explaining, Jordan and Anna listening attentively. At this point, there was nothing the couple wouldn’t do to keep their apartment.

“None of the people interested in moving in have tits or an ass like your girl there, and if I kick you out, then I’m probably never seeing them again” He tugs at his bulge as he exhibits his lust for the slut.

“Here’s my deal: I’m gonna cut the rent by 40% if she strips for me, and lets me stroke to her and record it.” He puts his proposal out bluntly, not hesitating despite how raunchy it was. Jordan does the math in his head, and realises that 40% off makes the rent just barely affordable. However, he feels like it’s no different to being near the crackhouse if she strips for the black man.

“S-Sorry, I don’t think-” He starts speaking, before getting interrupted again.

“Jordan! Come on, it’s such a big discount! Don’t worry about me, I already said I’d do anything I can to help!” Anna hurriedly explains, desperately wanting Jordan to agree to it. She wasn’t thrilled to do it - she loved big black dick, but she wasn’t high enough to be her whore self around him - but she got the feeling that it was really important for Jordan to stay in this particular apartment. She didn’t mind doing something humiliating to keep it, especially now that she was feeling guilty for not helping out with it sooner.

“I-I guess… yeah, it’s probably for the best.” Jordan concedes. He rationalizes it by thinking about how it's not the same as the incidents, since she’s not being fucked. She isn’t even being touched, this is just a slight inconvenience that’ll be over quickly, and help the couple out immensely.

Everyone started getting ready. The landlord had sat down, his cock already out. It was fully erect, standing upright and waiting in anticipation. It was leaking precum onto their couch, something Jordan wasn’t happy about. He also wasn’t happy about the disgusting smell coming from his cock. It was clear that he hadn’t washed his dick in a very long time, the entire living room coated in the noxious gas. The landlord didn’t even say anything about it, he just allowed his dick to disrespectfully fill the room with his stink. Eventually, Anna comes out of the bedroom, and into the living room. She used what was in the wardrobe to dress up as slutty as possible. On top of the micro bikini that she wore on the beach, she put on a small, spaghetti strap crop top, and a pair of jean booty shorts. Of course, they were all nearly at their breaking point, to the point where they wouldn’t be able to withstand much more force without coming apart. She starts walking towards the table, her ass swaying side to side like a sexy pendulum, and her tits and thighs bouncing and jiggling like they’re in an earthquake as she makes her way. All of that was already good fap material for the landlord, who was quickly stroking his stinky, forearm long cock to Anna. She dances around a bit, occasionally squatting down a bit so that her tits can get up close to his face. With all the movement going on, her clothes start getting dangerously close to breaking, so she has to take them off. Her booty shorts and top get thrown aside. Anna also takes off her bra, slowly lifting it up to let her huge tits spill out. It was like a dam barrier being raised, and a giant flood coming out. Her tits were huge, bouncing with every breath that she took. They also reacted wildly to any slight movement, being thrown about when she turns around. The landlord was capturing all of this on his phone, saving it for later viewings. She gets on top of the table, turns around and squats down. With her hands behind her head, she starts twerking her ass, making it bounce for the hung black man siting across from her. He vigorously strokes himself, biting his lip as he watches someone’s girlfriend be a slut for him.

“Damn… that’s so hot, I love that.” The landlord comments, treating her like she was a stripper.

“Why don’t you get over here, in between my legs, and give my dick some love? I know those big bimbo lips must feel good as fuck!” He suddenly demands of her.

“Woah, hold on, that wasn’t part of the deal!” Jordan understandably protests, furious that the landlord decided to overstep their boundaries.

“Hey, don’t come at me with that tone, remember that I can still kick you out if I want to.” The landlord retorts with a threat. Jordan looks to Anna, hoping for some sort of comfort, but is instead met with an annoyed face, as if to scold him for trying to challenge the landlord while he has so much power over them.

Without a word more, Anna gets on her knees, in between his legs and right near his cock. “There’s a very familiar smell…” She thinks aloud, now that his cock tip is right up to her nose. She doesn’t know it, but she’s already in love with that stench, having been around the odour of unwashed, black dick a lot of times before. Before she has the chance to start sucking it, he takes out a little bag of white powder from his pocket. Jordan already knows what it is, but he can’t say anything about it without risking getting kicked out, and wasting all the effort his girlfriend already put into humiliating herself for the both of them. He sprinkles the cocaine on his finger, taking time to form a neat line.

“Take a hit of this, slut. I’m sure you give nice head, but a whore that’s all tweaked out will always give something nicer.” He tells her, even though he knows that she’ll already snort it. He brings his finger up to her nostrils. Anna obediently snorts the whole line quickly, subconsciously conditioned to take it with ease. He makes sure to record her taking it, and her immediate reaction afterwards. Her pupils dilate, and she blinks as she feels it take control of her mind. She smiles, getting reminded of that wonderful combination of musky cock smell and hardcore drugs. Her eyes fixate on the thick, leaky tip of the smelly, unwashed man. She licks her thick, bimbo lips as she looks at it, obviously in heat for it.

“Go on now, don’t be shy” The landlord encourages her, waving his tip side to side to entice her. She shuffles forward and places her lips on his tip, them already being stretched thin by how unbelievably thick his girth was. She starts lowering her head down, moaning as she feels it quickly fill her mouth and then start entering her throat. Hearing those moans gives Jordan a lot of unease. They’re very genuine, exactly like the ones that he had hoped to hear on that day on the beach. This was supposed to be something that she did to help him out, not to have fun with. At this point, there was no rationalizing it, she was getting claimed by a black man like he had feared. Anna doesn’t take long to go balls deep, taking the whole, huge thing in her mouth at once. She bobbed her head up and down on it, going fast, loving feeling every little bit of his foreskin’s texture brush up against the sides of her mouth and throat. The landlord keeps one hand on her head, his dick throbbing and thrashing inside her mouth.

“Damn… that’s good… take this!” He shouts as he puts his other hand on her head, pushes it all the way down and dumps his disgusting baby batter inside. He’s not shy about dumping his load inside her mouth, and she’s not shy about moaning while she swallows it all. She pulls her head up and releases the black dick from her mouth, showing just how good of a job she did from how much spit and saliva remains on it.

“Your girl gives good sloppy.” The landlord says after putting his hand on Jordan’s shoulder, showing him his shit eating grin.

“I’ll be coming round next week for another one, make sure you have your money by then.” The landlord says, further extending their agreement, selfishly trying to use Anna’s body more and more for his own gain. Jordan knows that he can’t push back against this, he just has to silently agree.

“But… only blowjobs, right?” Despite being in a much lower bargaining position, Jordan still asks that.

“Sure.” The landlord replies, with a tone that showed a solid amount of commitment. Jordan felt immensely relieved. Sure, Anna would still take drugs and fuck black guys, but if it was only blowjobs, then he could be able to handle it, it wouldn’t nearly be as much mental torture as before.

It was the Monday of the next week, and Jordan was driving home from work. All was going well, much better than he had expected. He still had to work overtime to afford the discounted rent, but he had already worked enough hours to be able to pay for that month. He was thinking about how he didn’t mind the blowjob situation at all, as long as Anna wasn’t too humiliated by it, then he felt relieved to have such a convenient way out of having to move into the ghetto; he was even hoping to negotiate for a bigger discount at some point in the future and have a bit more disposable income. He was too distraught to ask at the time, but he wasn’t exactly sure what day the landlord meant when he said he’d come by next week. He was just hoping he’d call or message so that he could know ahead of time.

He pulls up to his driveway, parking and entering his home. The tired boyfriend takes off his work clothes, leaving himself in nothing but his white boxers and shirt. He goes to the living room, where Anna would normally hang out, but finds no one in there. Figuring she’s in some other room, he turns to leave, until he notices something on the table. Upon closer inspection, he sees that it’s a couple of pills. After a couple of seconds of staring, he rushes to the table to take a closer look, and to hopefully disprove his own suspicions. Alas, he finds a couple loose MDMA pills sitting on his table, along with a couple speckles of coke. That’s also when he hears it - a loud thumping noise coming from the bedroom upstairs. It was hard to tell whether it was music, or something much more ominous.

Jordan goes up the stairs cautiously, slightly scared of what he’s about to find. He tries entering the bedroom, but the door is locked. The noise is still coming from within, so he gives the door a couple gentle knocks. It soon opens.

“Yo, Jordan. Didn’t think you’d be coming home so early. Looking for Anna?” The landlord greets him, as if this was a normal social interaction. Jordan looks over his shoulder, and sees the blurry silhouettes of a group of naked black men. Their arms are making a motion to suggest that they’re jerking off, waiting for their turn on something. Then, Jordan’s eyes drift down to notice Anna. She’s on her knees, in between the landlord’s legs, thrusting her head forward and back on his dick. The thicc slut is taking his cock diligently, showing it lots of love in her mouth.

“A-Anna?” He tries asking her, getting no response, as if the big, black cock in front of her takes more priority.

“Let’s get you up to speed. I came ‘round, gave your girl there some candy, got my blowjob. I then told her how that rent was about to triple in price, and how the only way to get it back to normal price was to fuck all my buddies here. She must love you a lot, because she said yes instantly! It doesn’t seem like she minds at all. After I showed them that video, everyone wants a piece of that ass.” The landlord gives Jordan the exposition, all the while getting sucked off by his girlfriend, right in front of him. It was incredibly difficult for him to process, he had to lean against the doorway for support. His biggest fears had come to light - a group of black thugs took Anna for themselves again. In fact, looking into the crowd, he can spot some thugs from the beach.

This time, Jordan does something different. Up until now, he’s been protective of his girlfriend by staying and making watching over her, even if he was physically incapable of intervening in any way. However, he can’t handle it anymore, he turns around and starts leaving his house. He doesn’t think about whether this is a good idea or not, he just wants to leave and go to a place where he can process this and not be surrounded by the smell of unwashed dick; and by the sound of Anna moaning to it. He makes his way to the front door, but because he wasn’t looking straight, he bumps into something. Whatever it is, it’s tall and hard, like a brick wall, with enough force to make him fall onto the ground. Jordan’s vision goes blurry from the impact, leaving him vulnerable for a couple seconds. Suddenly, he gets picked up by his shirt collar. Upon regaining his vision, he sees the face of someone he’s forgotten about, wishing it had remained that way. It was Rachel, her face smug and her knuckle dusters in hand.

“Oh, hey, didn’t see ya there.” She says, her voice and face just as cold and harsh looking as her weapon.

“I was just going to join the party upstairs. Care to join me?” She rhetorically asks him. Without giving him as much as a second to answer, she drags him behind her as she goes upstairs, taking him right to the place he was trying to escape from. She holds him by his arms, forcing him to face the bedroom where the whole gang of black thugs are having their fun.

It seems that she’s done with the landlord, now standing up and stroking two guys beside her. A couple black fingers slip past her finger thick, bimbo lips, slipping in a couple acid tabs. Her pussy starts dripping onto the floor once she starts feeling the trippy, sensory enhancing effects. Anna allows for one of the black men to grab her, put her on the bed and bend her over. He takes his big, black, forearm long and thick dick to sit in between her ass cheeks, allowing for it to rest before its big debut inside her asshole.

“I forgot, are we allowed in her asshole?” He asks the landlord.

“Hmm, I don’t think so, I said that we’re only doing blowjobs, but I think I overheard something about Jordan changing his mind.” He replies in a playful cadence. Jordan isn’t given an opportunity to give any input; not that it would be taken into account.

The guy behind Anna strokes his cock a bit more, like a racecar driver revving his engine before an important race. He moves back a considerable distance to align his tip up against her asshole. Then, without hesitation, he shoves his big, black bimbo-hole stretcher inside. Among the thugs, he’s one of the more hung studs, so Anna starts off the night with a more pleasurable stretching than usual. Her hands hang onto the edge of the bed, holding onto the wooden bed frame as tight as possible, while her small asshole tries its best to stretch around the thug’s dick. It hugs it tightly, her hole finally reunited with one of the big, black cocks it quickly grew addicted to.

“MMM… so gooddd…” She was tweaking out, her mind reprogrammed to focus only on cock.

Her brain was turned into a processor for the rest of her body, taking in instructions and enjoying every last second of being around the stinky thugs. He fucks her, pumping his piston like cock forwards and back, but his speed accelerates to a much faster quantity after she sways her ass for him. It was already jiggling from her deep breaths, but seeing her big hoard of ass fat swing about excites the man to no end. It has the same effect on those watching, making them start stroking if they haven’t already.

“Hey, don’t hoard her! Let us have a go!” Two black tell the one currently fucking her. Their cocks were also some of the biggest in the group. Jordan had no idea how Anna could possibly handle all of them. After brief discussion, they decide to share her all at once. To Anna’s surprise, instead of getting at least one dick in her mouth, all three hung studs enter her asshole. It’s a very tight and cramped squeeze, but that’s precisely why they love it so much. The overuse of drugs made Anna appreciate and love the stretching much more than she normally would, and conditioned her to adore it and get addicted to it.

“So gooooodd… Jordan, it feeeellsss sooo gooodddd…!” She thinks aloud. It was far from her first time taking so many aggressive thugs at once. Her ability to pleasure so many of them at once gave her an incredibly high body count for a woman in a relationship; one that seemed to fade away as soon as she took the drugs that they gave her. The black cocks clash inside her asshole, rubbing up against each other incredibly fast as they each use all of their strength to punish her hole as fast as possible. This also made sure that her ass would forever be stained with their disgusting odour, as if they were animals leaving a smell mark on a piece of property. A never ending supply of ripples travelled through Anna’s ass, showing just how rough she was getting pounded.

Soon, one of them cums, releasing a torrent of nut butter that fills her up to the brim. Just that one load is enough to overflow, splashing around as the other thugs continue their assault on her slutty, bimbo asshole. It’s not long before they both ship their load too, cramming their dicks in balls deep to fill her up with their cum. They all pull out, leaving her hole gaped wider than her mouth. It’s completely covered in white, shooting a continuous projectile of cum onto the bed.

“MMM…. soo gooodddd… hehe… <3” Anna says, looking off in some other direction while she tweaks out. One of them gets near her face, stroking his cock. He opens up a bag of pills in his hand.

“Open wide, slut, I’ve got a lil’ present for you!” He says, still stroking in anticipation. Anna obeys, opening her mouth wide and giggling. Rather than dropping in one or two pills, the thug spills the entire bag into her mouth, letting her take a lot more at a time than she had before.

“Woah, you’re giving that whore a lot? You sure she can handle it?” One thug shows concern.

“Yup, don’t worry, I made sure it’s all safe, but she’ll be tweaked the fuck out for the entire night!” He responds, still stroking and making the other one stroke alongside him.

“Get on the table and pop that booty for us, slut!” One of them demands, accompanied by cheers from the crowd. She has to take her time, leaning against the wall for support as she makes her way to the table. She gets on top and starts twerking, with much more energy and passion than last time with just the landlord. As she’s jiggling her round, jelly doughnut ass cheeks, she makes sure to pivot and show off her goods to everyone in the crowd. She loved seeing the thugs stroke their black cocks to it, hoping that they would soon consider sticking their cocks past her ass cheeks and into her greedy hole.

She would soon jump off, greeted by many black hands feeling up her wide tits and gigantic ass. The skin of their palms and fingers felt great after taking so many pills, but their cocks, with precum leaking out, felt even better when they got smacked against her ass. She would allow herself to get manhandled, and bent over the table. Three of the thugs would shove their cocks inside, quickly and hurriedly filling her up. She was like a turkey getting stuffed with way too much nasty smelling stuffing. There was no build up or foreplay, they just started pounding into her at the fastest pace that they could. Tweaking themselves, the thugs had no issues with rubbing their cocks against each other as they went unhinged inside her asshole, treating themselves to its tight insides.

After they cum, adding onto the collection of thick, viscous sludge inside of her already, they pull out, and not even a minute goes by before the next group of three take their place. There was practically a line of thugs waiting to get in on the action. Anna kept moaning, her eyes rolling back and her tongue out, but apart from her goods jiggling, she didn’t move much. The only time her head moved was when one of them put a line of enticing, white powder on the table, making her quickly move her nose in to quickly snort it all up and get even more high. She’s taken so many drugs, it was a miracle that she hadn’t overdosed. Every single thug in the crowd got a go at fucking her asshole, and when they were done, they simply went back for more, with no end in sight to the night of tearing apart the white girl’s big, jiggly ass.

This whole time, it was Anna’s brain getting turned to mush from all the drugs, but Jordan’s mind was also transitioning into a different state. Seeing his girlfriend get used by the race of people he despises the most over and over again invoked a powerful feeling of exhaustion within him. He isn’t paying attention anymore, and so he doesn’t notice the landlord coming over to him until he’s up close and personal.

“Listen, you loser. I’m not taking your money, I’m kicking you out. Your ‘girlfriend’ there has been putting in a lot of work into keeping you two here, but there’s no reason for you to stay when you’re of no benefit to us. I won’t rent out to anyone else, I’ll just use this as a crackhouse with a built-in, premium whore to play with. Don’t worry, we’ll keep her fed full of all those nice narcotics she loves so much. You’re always welcome to say hi to her through the windows, just don’t think about disturbing us while we pork her, unless you need a black eye for some reason.” The landlord gives Jordan his most honest paragraph of dialogue he has ever given him. He was in a mental state where the full effects of this wasn’t hitting him yet, and so he didn’t respond with even a facial expression.

“Do the honours for us please, Rachel” The landlord asks.

Rachel drags Jordan outside, leaving him at the door frame. She re-adjusts her knuckle dusters, and then pounds Jordan in the face as hard as she can. His lip gets busted, blood leaking all over the welcome mat. She gives him a couple more kicks to get him out, before locking the door on him with keys she stole from him earlier.