I sat in the café, waiting for the woman who I hoped would make my career as a journalist take off. She has written a book about her sexual exploits charting how she had slept with over a thousand men and been fucked and used by hung black men.

Then, at the height of her fame, she had disappeared after her husband was killed in a car crash. Now, eight years later she was making a comeback, but uncomfortable with talking about her life since the death of her husband, she had avoided all attempts at an interview. That was, until now, when she had promised to speak to me, and only me, about her life and the rebirth of her sexual prowess.

A draft filled the small room as the door opened and in stepped the woman I had been waiting for, Jess, the truly incredible black cock slut. She was wearing a tight, calf length black skirt that emphasised her shapely bum while her white blouse, open to the naval, seemed to be almost see through. I stood up so that she could see me and as I raised a hand I called to her through my red painted lips.

Jess moved gracefully across the room towards me, her hips swaying with each step, and I noticed that the two men who were sitting near the window watched her every move. “Lisa?” she asked carefully as she reached the table, and I nodded my head excitedly in response.

“Please, sit,” I indicated with a hand. “Can I get you anything, a coffee, or maybe a tea?”

She looked slightly nervous as she took her seat, but even then, Jess could not help but exude a confident sexuality. “I’ll have a coffee,” she replied as her eyes scanned the room from behind black mascara covered lashes.

I signalled for someone to attend the table and serve us, and a young black man approached and as he did so I noticed Jess checking out his package. “How can I help you?” he asked, his voice gentle as he spoke.

“My friend would like a coffee, and I’ll have another green tea,” I replied as I wondered if Jess was going to jump onto him.

As the waiter headed back behind the counter, I caught Jess’s eye, “thank you for agreeing to this interview.”

“It’s my pleasure, I have read your other work, the gentle way you have worked with some very vulnerable people, and how you have so vehemently defended those of us who live alternative lifestyles.”

“It’s my pleasure,” I replied as the waiter returned with our orders.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” the waiter asked.

“What time do you finish?” Jess replied, a look of eagerness in her eyes.

“Umm, I run this place with my girlfriend,” he said as he nervously looked over his shoulder.

“That doesn’t bother me, I’m looking for cock, not marriage,” Jess replied and as I watched her, I noticed that almost without any effort, her left boob almost popped out of her blouse. The waiter’s eyes widened at the sight of such a voluptuous breast with its large nipple.

I could tell he was very tempted as he tried to tear his eyes away from the exposed boob.

“Seriously, I can’t,” he replied, taking a step back as he did so before finally, finding the inner strength to walk away.

“Are you always like that?” I asked, my mind racing at the thought that Jess was so openly slutty.

“Over the years I have found I need to have sex at least once, pretty much most days, and when you need it that much, the only way to get it is to offer it on a plate.”

“But you went through a sexless period?”

“Yes,” Jess became quiet and thoughtful for a moment, “yes, when LK died, I just lost everything, and I essentially became a celibate recluse for a few years.”

 “What changed?”

“Dean, he found me, he saved me.”

“Dean? The man you left to be with LK?”

“Yes.”

“But he is white?”

“Yes, we don’t have sex, Dean can’t sadly, but he encouraged me to reopen myself to my love of sex and black men in particular.”

“Wow,” I exclaimed on hearing that Dean was back in Jess’s life. “So, what happened with him, he had gone off with the Captain?”

Jess paused for a moment, taking a drink of her coffee, staring into the mug for a moment before she replied.

“He had cancer, the treatment destroyed his sex drive, he isn’t able to get an erection even with the help of medication. When that happened, the Captain left him and he was all alone for a while, but then he bumped into me, well I say me, but really the hermit I had become, and in that moment we both found a purpose in our love for each other.”

“So, you love him?”

“Without a doubt, but it’s not an erotic love, we are a couple, we are friends, but other than occasionally feeding him cum direct from my pussy, we don’t have a sex life.”

“And black guys?”

“Well, I didn’t have sex with a single person for nearly five years, now though, I am doing over 250 guys a year.”

“250? Is that a big number?”

She thought for a moment, taking a sip of her coffee as she considered the question, “no… my record was the year I got married, with the wedding guests, I worked out that I had close to a thousand guys that year.”

“A thousand?” I spoke slowly, swallowing nervously as I did.

“Is that a problem?” Jess asked, sounding almost naïve as she spoke, as if a thousand men in a year was something that all women managed. “After all you write about people like me, so presumably you are not innocent?”

“If I’m honest, there’s a difference between my fantasies, and my reality,” I replied, hoping that Jess would understand what I was saying.

“Go on,” she managed to sound non-judgemental as she spoke, even though I felt the exact opposite. 

Now it was my turn to take a drink as I contemplated how I was going to explain my situation, “the idea of being a total slut, of being three holes for men with big cocks, turns me on so much.”

“But that is not your reality?” Jess completed my sentence for me.

“Yes… I’ve only had three real boyfriends and I have slept with two of them.”

“So what stops you?”

“Fear? That’s what fascinates me about you so much, you’ve always had someone in your life who has helped re-enforce your decisions.”

“Well there was Dean and LK, but the first steps in my life started before that.”

“I know, but even then, there was someone.”

“You mean my mother?” Jess’ eyes seemed to pop out of her head as she spoke, “well I guess you could say my mother supported me into the life, though sometimes I wonder if she corrupted me.”

“Do you regret your 18^th birthday party then?”

“Absolutely not, but I was a virgin up until that day and then my mother threw that party with her boyfriend there, and his mates, and as I discovered, I was the entertainment for the night.”

“And your mother knew it was going to happen?”

“I believe so, she was a total slut, I know that I was the product of a series of gangbangs she organised with the intention of getting pregnant.”

“You mean that you don’t know who your father is?”

“Nope, he is one of about fifteen different guys who filled her with cum.”

“Wow,” I replied, “so, tell me about your 18^th birthday?”

Jess paused for a moment as she raised her cup, took a sip of the contents, and stared into it, pondering what was left.

“I was lucky, I’d had big boobs from a young age and was rather sporty so had a tight figure.”

A second pause, as Jess, organised her thoughts,

“My mother bought me some sexy lingerie, a little black dress, and my first set of heels. I felt so sexy when I put them all on, but at the same time, I didn’t really understand it all.”

Another sip of her drink, as Jess took a breath, “she took me to her boyfriend’s house, he had a big house, she was wearing a tiny white dress without underwear. My impression was that she was going to shag him upstairs, while she let me party with friend’s downstairs.”

“That’s not what happened though?”

“No, when we arrived the house seemed to be empty, my mother headed upstairs with the boyfriend and I sat on the sofa, wondering where my party was. Then, the boyfriend reappeared, he was naked, his big cock glistening as it swung between his legs. Alongside him were five of his friends, men I didn’t know, some of them looking like they were in their 50s.”

“They exploited you then, took advantage of your innocence?”

“You can see it like that, but the second I saw her boyfriend’s cock, I knew I wanted it in me. I knew I wanted them all in me.”

“Really?”

“Yes, I let the boyfriend take my virginity, and then I let the others fuck me raw.”

It was my turn to stop now, sitting back in my seat, my mind raced at the way Jess had described the experience. “You must have been sore? I remember my first time, it left me feeling uncomfortable and I only had sex with one guy.”

Jess smiled at the comment, “I was completely broken, but it was worth it, in that experience I knew that I would be a slut for the rest of my life.”

“So, what happened?”

“Well, we shared the boyfriend for a while, he would go out with my mother and when they came home, they would fuck. Then, in the morning, while she showered, he would come into my room and have me.”

“You were faithful to him then?”  

“Of course not, I started dating one of the other guys from that first night, he taught me so much about the world of sex.”

“How?”

“By putting it in my ass.”

“So he was the man who first took your anal virginity?”

“Yes, and he was also the man who stretched me, and taught me how to be limitless in the size that I took.”

“Wow, so before you even got to university and met Dean, you were already a big slut?”

“Of course, Dean just encouraged me to take it to the next level.”

I could feel that the whole interview was starting to go off track as inside the need to learn from Jess, became more important than the need to obtain her story.

“Can you show me?” I asked, my voice croaky and nervous as I spoke.

“Show you?”

“Yes,” I mumbled as I realised what I had said.

“You want to be like me?”

“Umm,” I did not want to answer the question because I had come to be interviewed by Jess, not to have her turn me into a black cock slut.

Jess studied me for a moment, her lips parting and closing as she considered what she wanted to say. “Do you find yourself caught between two realities?” she asked, her voice soft and inquisitive.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you are here to interview me but, you find my lifestyle appealing?”

Silently I nodded my head in response and Jess reached out with a hand and took hold of one of mine. Her touch was reassuring, “have you ever had sex?”

“I’ve had three boyfriends, all white, all average, but since I left the last one all I do is watch interracial porn and frig myself with a black dildo.”

“Then you are perfect for this.”

“Really?” I asked, my voice giving away my shock with a high-pitched tone.

“Of course.”

“But I am supposed to interview you.”

“And you have, but now you can write about your own descent into debauchery. Come on!”

With Jess leading the way, the two of us left the coffee shop and headed down the high street. We stopped outside a shop that proudly displayed a collection of basketball shirts in the window. “This is perfect,” Jess commented, “come on,” and taking me by the hand she led me inside.

Despite it being small, with only two aisles that the shop used to display its wares, there were a surprising number of customers. Who, with the exception of myself and Jess, were all young black men.

Leading me down the one side, Jess brushed against a particularly tall and toned black guy, making sure that her breasts brushed across his chest. “Oh sorry,” she said as she finally passed him.

“That’s fine,” he replied as he kept his eyes locked firmly on Jess’ body. 

“Are you here on your own, or with friends?”

“I have a couple of friends,” the guy replied as he pointed over his shoulder and into the other aisle.

“Oh,” Jess replied, as she looked in the direction that he had indicated. “Would you like to introduce us to them?”

“Both of you?”

“Yeah, is that a problem?”

“Hell no,” he replied, as he took first Jess and then I by the hand and led us around to his friends.

“Hey guys, looks like we got some spade fans,” he said, showing that he had instantly realised that we were looking to be fucked.

The two friends grinned, “do you know that for a fact?” one of them said as he stared directly at my breasts.

“Well I am Jess Black,” my new friend said in response, “you might have heard of me.”

“Jess Black? Queen of Spades and all round black cock slut?”  

“The very same.”

“And who is your friend?”

“This is Lisa, she was interviewing me, but expressed a desire to follow in my footsteps.”

The one who had led us over to his friends put an arm around Jess’ waist and as he did so a hand slipped down onto her bum. I noticed that, rather than just being passive in this, Jess gently pushed her bum backwards, providing the man with a positive reaction to the touch of his hand. Next to him, the one who was furthest from us, stroked his chin with his hand as his eyes drunk in the sight of both of us. “I hear you are the nastiest of sluts with a black cock?” he asked Jess.

She seemed to purr at the question, “why don’t you take us somewhere and find out?”

“Mmm,” the man replied, “but what about your friend? You said she is new to all this?”

“You’ll have to be gentle with her, but you have heard what I am capable of, you know that I will accept everything that you desire to do.”

He considered the proposal while his eyes looked me up and down, “I dunno, I mean she looks fit in that tiny red dress that she is wearing, but I am not up for dicking some hairy, virgin, pussy.”

Jess looked at me to see how I would react to the comments that the man was wearing. If she had been able to ask me, I would have admitted to feeling degraded, but I would also have confessed that in that moment I felt the lining of my knickers get just a little bit wetter.

Before I could say anything the third of the group moved closer to me, sliding an arm around my shoulders, as he addressed his friends. “I’m happy to break her in,” he commented as he turned his attention to Jess, “after I have had a wild time inside you.”

“Of course,” Jess said as she looked at me, “what do you think Lisa?”

I smiled, while I tried to hide the nerves that I felt inside, “I’m not a virgin, and I do wax,” I said defiantly towards the one who had insulted me. Then, turning towards the guy who had shown an interest, I took hold of his free hand and guided it between my legs, “why don’t you confirm that I am smooth.”

His fingers danced up my thigh as he reached inside the hem of my dress before, I felt the pull of him moving the gusset of my underwear out of the way. A moment later, one of his fingers touched against the skin of my pussy before pushing its way into my hole.

“Oh yeah, she is smooth and tight,” the man commented as he enjoyed the sensation of fingering me. His finger was thick, and I thrilled at his touch and the mental image of his black skin piercing my white body.

“Then it’s agreed then?” Jess asked bluntly.

“Agreed,” the man who had introduced us said, “and we can use my place.”

Jess allowed him and the one who had shown no interest in me to guide her out of the shop and into the street beyond. While behind I followed along, walking arm in arm with the guy who had indicated that he planned on fucking me. I could not believe how blasé Jess was being and the risks she was taking in going back to the place of three guys she had only just met for sex. Especially, when the negotiation involved had pretty much only amounted to, “I’ll put out for you.”

It was not a long walk and soon we were stood in the lobby of an apartment block as we waited for the lift to arrive. “Jess,” I whispered nervously as the lift doors opened.

“Yes?” she looked at me, her eyes showing an understanding of the nerves that I was feeling. “Hold on guys,” she said, before breaking away from the clutch of her two lovers to be and stepping towards me.

“We don’t know these guys, we don’t know this place,” I whispered with a hint of nerves evident in my voice.

“I know, but they are hung, black and they are going to fuck us.”

“But what if I can’t cope, what if I can’t do it?”

Jess smiled, her lips curling in a reassuring curve as she met my eyes with her own, “if that happens, I’ll deal with it.”

“How?”

“You don’t think I can distract that guy with my body?” she nodded over her shoulder towards the one who had taken an interest in me as she spoke.

“You would let him fuck you and cum in you, to protect me?”

“Yes, if it comes to it, I will make sure that he ends up fucking me.”

“OK,” I replied, feeling slightly more confident as I let Jess take me by the hand and lead me into the lift. It was an enclosed space, as the five of us stood close together as the doors closed.

I’m not sure how many floors we climbed, but it was not long before we were stood in the corridor that led towards the apartment. Taking a few steps forward of the group, Jess slid her skirt up her things until it exposed her bum. Then, turning on the spot, I saw it for the first time, the cunt that had pleased a thousand black men.

“We going to do this then?” Jess asked as she continued to display herself in the street.

“Fuck yeah,” said the guy who was not interested in me and rushing forward, he picked Jess up in his arms and pushed her up against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him as he did so, holding on as they started to kiss.

“Let’s not do it here,” the guy who owned the apartment said and I smiled as Jess and her new lover ignored him.

Pushing past them, he walked a couple of doors down as I followed along with my lover to be. The door opened, and as the three of us went to step inside a scream of joy came from behind us and as one, the three of us turned to face Jess and her lover. His trousers were now round his ankles, and it was obvious that he was fucking Jess there in the corridor.

“Can you get in here before the neighbours complain?” It was the owner of the apartment who spoke.

“Mike, come on, she is so wet and willing,” the guy who was fucking Jess replied as he looked at the rest of us with a big grin on his face.

“There’s an entire apartment down here where you can fuck her in every room and every position.”

“Don’t black me, it was her who flashed her pussy and she made me stick my dick in her.”

“Come on,” it was Jess who spoke as she slipped her legs from around her lovers waist and back onto the floor. Stepping out of his grip she walked towards me with a big grin across her face, while behind the guy who had just been fucking her followed with his huge black cock flopping in the air.

By the time she was inside the apartment, Jess was naked and eyeing up all three of her lovers. “Who wants what?” she asked as she moved around the apartment still in her heels.

The guy who had shown an interest in me was the first to react, pulling his cock out of his trousers he waved it around as his eyes drunk in the sight of a naked Jess. “How about you give this a suck?” he asked, and I could only watch as she approached him before dropping to her knees. His cock was big and as it grew, I realised that I was going to be in for a challenge when it came to my turn.  

I heard a click behind me, and as I looked, I realised that the door was being locked. Then seconds later, I saw that Jess was now surrounded by all three cocks with the men grabbing her by the head and turning her towards their own tools.

The guy who I now knew as Mike pulled away from the situation and moving around behind Jess he bent over and took hold of her hips. Pulling her up from her knees, he reached underneath to guide her legs apart and then while holding his cock, he rubbed it up and down Jess’ pussy.

“What are you waiting for? Enter me,” Jess commanded as she took breaths between the two cocks that were still sharing her mouth.

Mike looked at me with a grin, and then as he moved his cock with his hand, he thrust forward into Jess. Her mouth opened and her body lurched forward slightly as she reacted to the sudden penetration.

She took the fucking well, as she continued to try and suck the two other cocks. The sight was incredible, and I realised that my hand was wandering towards my own sex, as my mind sought the pleasure of my own fingers if nothing else was available.

I fought the urge to play with myself, and instead concentrated on watching what was happening with Jess. The four of them had moved over to a sofa and as Mike sat in the seat, Jess straddled him. I needed to move to see exactly what was happening and was amazed to see that my lover to be, was now putting his cock in Jess ass. I had watched double penetration many times in porn films, but to see it happening in front of me was mind blowing.

Jess seemed to have no issues in taking both, and I was wondering how she could manage it when, unexpectedly she looked at me. “Is there anything in particular you would like to see them do to me?”

The question threw me, and I had to think for a moment as I continued to listen to the sounds of pleasure as the two men continued to fuck Jess on the sofa. “How about double anal?” I suddenly heard myself say.

My new friend looked at me and smiled, “you do like to challenge me,” she said before breaking into a laugh. “OK, which two of them?”

“Him,” I said instantly as I pointed at the guy who was not interested in me, “and Mike.”

“You heard her boys,” Jess replied and climbing off Mike, she guided him to lie down on the sofa before straddling over him in a reverse cowboy position. She slid her ass onto his cock, working it up and down until she was comfortable that she could take his entire length. Then, pointing to the other guy who I had volunteered, she guided him around to in front of her by the hand.

“I’ll rise up until just his head his inside me, then I want you to hold yourself next to him,” she said, and the guy nodded. “Then you both sink into me together.”

The two men did as they were told and as I watched, Jess took both of their cocks into her ass at the same time. It was amazing to watch, and I could not help but step in closer in order to get a better view. As I did so, the one who had said he would take me stepped in closer and put his arm around me. He was naked and hard, while I still wore my dress, but I did not flinch, instead I let him grope me over my clothes as Jess watched me.

Tearing my eyes away from the orgy that I was watching, I turned to my guy and smiled. His head moved closer, and I let our lips meet. We kissed, the feelings intense for a moment while I savoured the pleasure of tasting him.

The moment had got me though and seconds later I hoisted my dress over my head to expose myself to him. He admired me, “and I am going to be the first person to black such a sexy body?”

“Yes,” I said, shocking myself at just how certain I was of my response.

Taking hold of my hand, he guided it onto his length, and I marvelled at the length and power of his tool as I hefted it in my hand. “Are you really going to be able to that in me?”

“Yes,” he replied, and I couldn’t help but laugh at how much his answer had been so like mine.

Glancing to the side, I noticed that Jess was now back on all fours, as her two lovers spit roasted her. “Can we go somewhere else?” I asked, realising that I was not ready to be blacked in front of others.

“Sure,” my lover said and taking me by the hand he guided me through to the bedroom.

Closing the door, he smiled at me as he sat on the bed, my body directly in front of him. His hands stroked up and down my skin as he looked up into my eyes until, he hooked his fingers into my thong and pulled it downwards. I gasped as I realised that I was now completely naked in front of my first black cock and as I watched him, he pulled me in closer as he put his mouth to my sex. His tongue felt rough as it touched the head of my clit. The sensation sent electricity through my body and my legs buckled at the sensation.

I fell forward into his arms, and he held onto me as he dropped back onto the bed, my breasts in his face. They were not as large as those that Jess had, but they were decent in size, and I enjoyed them being played with. My lover kissed them, working his mouth back and fore between the two nipples.

Realising the time had arrived, I slid down his body until we were face to face and we could kiss. “Ready?” I asked and he smiled at me.

“Do you want me to put on a condom?”

“No,” I replied, “I need to feel every drop of you.”

Then, reaching down with a hand, I lifted his length just enough that I could feel him start to penetrate me. Holding him there, I brought both of my arms up so that I could hold myself in place as I savoured the sensation of his cock.

Lifting myself up, I looked down upon my lover and smiled, then carefully I lowered myself onto his full length. It did not all fit the first time and I had to work up and down his shaft to build up the lubrication, but in a handful of movements I found myself sitting on his hips. He was fully inserted into me, and I felt like there was nothing more perfect in the whole world.

I knew that everything was complete, this would not be my only black cock, in Jess I had found a fellow slut. Someone who would help me in taking more, and bigger black cock in an increasingly debauched world.

For now, though, I just needed to feel this man cum into me and so, rocking back and fore on his cock, and made sure that he was deep into my as the muscles of my vagina gripped him. It did not take long, and within a few minutes, I gasped as I felt the flood of his cum into me. Somehow it felt better than I had imagined, and far better than the cum of any white guy I had ever had. I had been blacked, and I would never be able to change that, nor did I want to.