The White Rabbit

"Out of 67 reviews!? Fuck-balls dude, how many women have you slept with!?" she couldn't help but exclaim out loud, suddenly becoming very aware that she still lived with her parents, and would have to agree to meet somewhere else.

Ultimately, she had to figure, she'd ordered things off Amazon that had fewer good reviews than this guy did, so she contacted him, and made arrangements. He seemed pleasant enough, both of them deciding on a reasonably priced hotel called the Maple Shade not too far from where she lived, which he paid for in advance, and which she ended up taking an Uber to get there. She wanted to make sure that if something crazy ended up going down, there would be at least one witness to this, and a record that she was there. She timidly picked up a room key from the desk, thanking the woman before walking out to find the place that would be the stage for her defilement. Room #109 was located on the far end, giving them the most privacy as it only shared one wall and had a nice covering of trees that made it nice and shady. Molly let herself in, the first hotel she'd ever been in during her entire life, and listened intently to the sound of the humming AC; the room slightly dim with a dark colored carpet and a simple looking bed set. There was nothing left to do but wait.

-Maple Story-

Her mystery man arrived with a soft knock before letting himself in. He didn't have an aura of ill intention like some guys do, and in fact, he seemed like just your average sort of middle class black dad, as he was likely 20 years older than her.

"Hi, you must be Molly." he said, giving her a warm smile, his hand extended.

"And, I guess that makes you, uh... Samuel." she said, nervously meeting his hand to shake.

"Haha, that it does... So, I'm guessing this is your first time?" he said, giving her an endearing smile.

"Yeah... I uh, I don't... I don't normally do this sort of thing." she said, feeling a little awkward.

"That's okay, it wouldn't matter if it was your thousandth time, I just want you to be sure that you're okay with going through with all of this." Samuel said, giving her a caring look, "If you change your mind at any point, you just say it, and we'll stop, okay?"

"Sure, I... thanks." Molly said, feeling a little better about it, "So, ummm... how do we..?"

"Well, let me just ask you first, do you want the softer sort of start, or do you want to go right into the hardcore fantasies..? I mean, I have to assume if you were on Conversion Kings, you have specific sort of tastes." he said, gesturing with his hand, as he sat in an office chair opposite the bed space.

Molly thought it over for a moment, considering sex wasn't necessarily the only turn on, she liked the aggression, the abuse, the hate... and while it might be a little scary, it's what she knew she wanted deep down.

"I guess we can do the, uh... the hardcore stuff. But, I can change my mind, right?" she said, swallowing slightly.

"Of course, you just say the word." Samuel said, standing up and stretching slightly, his face turning from that soft dad look to something more stern, "Now fucking strip, you stupid white slut, it's time you learned your place."

The words came out harsh, like a demand, and hearing something like that in person for the first time was hard, but it also felt really good. Molly kicked her sneakers off, and started to unbutton her jeans, lowering them to the floor and stepping out of them, looking at him as if to ask if what she was doing was okay, but he took charge once more.

"Quit wasting my fucking time." he barked, storming over and yanking her shirt off over her head in a rough, aggressive manner, "Get on your fucking knees, I'm tired of waiting ALREADY."

Molly did as commanded, dropping down and looking up at him, her eyes glassy with fear, but her body thrilling off of every moment. He started to undo his pants, giving her another command.

"At least take your fucking bra off, that way I have something to look at other than your stupid white face the entire time." he said loudly, making Molly jump as she quickly obey his command.

No sooner than it was off, than his massive black cock was thrust directly towards her face. Long, thick, ribbed with veins, the head already dewy with pre-cum. She wouldn't have much time to admire it though, as he grabbed a handful of her curly brown hair and started shoving his cock directly into her mouth, her lips stretching around it, her teeth barely able to let it past.

"That's better." he said flatly, "About time you put that pretty little mouth to use where it belongs."

Molly nodded as much as she was able, and let him take control, which he did gladly, forcing her head back and forth on his dick, her tongue working him the best she knew how as he pushed harder and harder to get it down her throat. By the time he reached it, Molly's otherwise pale face had gone red, and she gagged, pulling back and coughing as she did. She was by far, no expert on sucking dick, especially not one of his size... hentai always made it look so easy, but physics made all the difference.

"Can't even suck a dick right? You ARE fucking useless." Samuel said, shaking his head, "I've broken dozens of white girls FAR better than you, what makes you think you're even worth my time?"

"I... I..." Molly stuttered, trying to find the words to answer him, her pussy already hot and wet, her body aching for his intrusion, the words making it even better, "I'm a virgin."

"Oh yeah?" Samuel said, his mouth turning up in a cruel smile.

"I want... I want you to take it... so that a white boy never can... I want you to break me, make me nothing more than a slut for superior black men." Molly said, her clit practically throbbing.

"Then get your pale ass up on the bed and spread your fucking legs, it's time to earn your place in the world." Samuel said, grabbing her by her extended arm and yanking her up to her feet before shoving her back on the bed.

Molly obeyed immediately, scooting back and spreading her legs, her small feet up in the air on either side. She suddenly realized she was still wearing her panties, and started moving to take them off, her legs coming back together.

"The FUCK do you think you're doing!?" Samuel said, stepping in and thrusting her legs apart again, reaching in with a firm black hand and ripping her panties clean off her body, making Molly jump with shock and arousal.

"Damn..." she said, genuinely impressed.

Samuel grabbed her legs and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, slapping his fat black cock down over her pussy several times, Molly jumping each time it struck her clitoral area. His dick was long enough to reach well up to her belly button, and thick enough that she could barely fit her mouth around it, losing her virginity to him was going to be one hell of an impact. He hooked her legs up over his arms and started pushing the head of his cock between her tight pussy lips, Molly wincing in pain as she felt it working it's way in. It hurt bad, not just the breaking of her hymen, but the way it was parting her cervix, it was savage and cruel, but also the most wonderfully pleasurable thing she'd ever felt, she couldn't help but cry out.

"OH MY GOD, OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT HURTS... IT HURTS SO GOOD..." she practically screamed, throwing her hands up behind her, clutching at the soon to be completely ruined bedspread.

Some people simply lose their virginity, Molly had hers utterly obliterated, 10 inches of hard black cock slamming up into her uterus, ramming her insides over and over again as her toes curled, and she felt the first stirrings of orgasm in less than 20 seconds. Samuel was clearly enjoying her pain, pumping hard and deep, every impact sending a tremor through her body, her perky tits bouncing with each thrust. Molly's glasses had fogged up, having forgotten to take them off, so for her, the moment was a literal and figurative blur, but Samuel made sure to punctuate her first black cock orgasm with another command.

"THANK ME." he said, still pumping, but reading her body and keeping her from going over the edge, "THANK ME FOR GIFTING YOU WITH THIS BIG NIGGER COCK."

"THANK... THANK YOU... FOR... FOR..." Molly started to cry out, trying to speak, her brain on overload.

Samuel seemed to feel that was enough, and immediately picked up the pace, hammering Molly's small frame with his tremendous black dick, watching her face as she screamed in repeated climax, sweat now lightly cascading down her flush face. Her whole body spasmed out of control, her back arching, her legs trembling, her eyes closed and her mouth wide open, all she knew in those moments were pure unadulterated pleasure. He kept going, Molly only able to whisper out at this point, her breath hot, her voice hoarse.

"pleasepleaseplease" she muttered out, needing a reprieve, but unable to articulate it.

"Please what? Please cum inside me?" Samuel said, in mockery of her situation, "Please breed me like the worthless white slut that I am? Please fill my pussy with your superior black sperm?"

Molly didn't answer, she couldn't, she just nodded vigorously, even though that hadn't been what was trying to ask. It didn't matter, she wanted it. She could feel it go off like a cannon, hot jets of semen exploding inside her, hitting depths most men never could. She wasn't stupid, she knew she was risking pregnancy, she didn't normally take birth control; only starting to use it recently in anticipation of this moment, but familiar words were echoing through her head.

"Breed them out."

And she wanted to live that fantasy right here, right now. She could picture it, billions of his sperm cells racing directly for her ovum, easily conquering it, multiple sperm cells drilling into her egg and fertilizing it. She pictured not just one black baby, but triplets, her belly swollen out to ludicrous proportions, her white genetic line ending right there, claimed forever by black men. She squirmed with absolute pleasure at her own twisted thoughts. But, she didn't think about them long, as she faded to black, and passed out from the pure overload, going into a long desired and contented sleep.

"Hey, how you doing?" she heard Samuel gently whisper, fluttering her eyes open to find him sitting on the edge of the bed with a bottle of water for her.

"I'm... I'm good. Great." she said, blinking and smiling, "How long was I out..?"

"About half an hour." he said, making her eyes widen slightly, "Today was a lot, don't feel bad."

"Are you sure... I mean, I wanted you to feel good too..." she said, unable to feel guilty for not being able to give him more.

"I feel great, don't worry one bit." he said, giving her a smile, knowing he had just cemented another white girl into a lifetime of black cock obsession and mixed breeding.

Molly liked both sides of Samuel, his fatherly kindness and his cruel sexual dominance. She felt like a character in one of her hentai harems, finally understanding what it meant to be obsessed with a man's seed and pleasure, giving yourself to him fully. But instead of choosing one man, she had a whole army of them to worship. The two parted ways with Samuel giving her a ride home, Molly no longer considering him any sort of threat, the older man planting a kiss on her cheek to make her blush before she climbed out of the car and watched him drive away wistfully. She sighed happily, and sauntered up the walk to her house, the sort of punch drunk walk you expect from a girl who's just been thoroughly laid. She managed to avoid her folks, who were watching TV upstairs, and slipped quietly into her bedroom, locking the door behind her. She logged into Discord, the usual rabble of online voices droning on until someone noticed her name pop up.

"Well, look who's late. Finally decide to get a life?" xXxFuZZyPuZZysLAYERxXx said, having already unblocked her again.

Molly just smiled as she reached down and touched her stomach.

"I certainly hope so."