Chapter 1 - Tutoring to Success

 Rainy days and nonstop study was all that Willow could expect.

 The redhead had been left on her own while Buffy and Xander were out checking out a lead by themselves, under the pretext of being sick. Considering how close some exams were, Willow wasn’t going to risk failing anything by taking off from school. Getting good grades stressed her out so much that as she attended nonessential classes, she brought along textbooks from other subjects to study at the same time, just to make sure she could maximize her time. 

 Lightning flashed outside just as the bell rang and Willow got goosebumps. What’s going on? Bad weather seemed to be the worst of it, though. As she zipped up her school bag and prepared to go, the teacher's eyes found her, with his fingers lifted in the air. “Miss Rosenberg? A word?” 

 Did he see me reading for English? Willow wondered. She went over to him, keeping a warm smile. “Sir?” 

“Miss Rosenberg, do you think you could help the school out with tutoring a fellow student?” 

“Tutoring? Now?” There was so much to study… “I’m not sure.” 

“If you do it, I see some good things coming your way,” he said with a wink. “As it happens this is an emergency.” 

 What kind of emergency could involve her needing to tutor a fellow student? The professor went on to explain that one of their best basketball players was having some difficulty studying and that they seriously needed him to pass with decent grades. “We have a winning team right now,” he explained. “We’d like to keep it that way.” 

 Willow was used to tutoring kids that wanted to learn; never jocks with their total disdain for anything outside of sports. Lately, though, her feelings towards the strong guys she spotted going down the school hallways changed, especially those of darker skin… 

 It all started during the last break. Bored out of her mind, Willow browsed Reddit until she finally ended up reading about people’s relationships. A college grad was saying how she could no longer enjoy sex with her white boyfriend after going online and watching interracial sex. BBC (which Willow didn’t even understand the meaning of at the time) was all that she could think about. 

 That got her intrigued. The redheaded ended up looking up interracial romance, and one thing lead to another… until she found herself on Pornhub, going through countless amateur BBC videos, amazed at how big they could be. How the bodies contrasted, especially when the dick went over their pale faces. The way those strong black backs flexed and dripped with sweat as they bred fertile snowbunnies.  

 Snowbunny. That was another term she learned. 

 Willow wasn’t sure if she counted as one, but that night of browsing BBC left her forever changed. It was the first time she truly came. After that, she couldn’t peel her eyes away for days. She just lay in bed by herself, playing with her clit as she went through every single BLACKED video there was. It took all of her restraint to place the touching sessions as a before-bedtime thing only. 

 Wasting time on tutoring anyone when she couldn’t even find time to spend with her friends sounded awful. On the other hand, what if this guy happened to be black? What if it was one of those guys she thristed over in the hallways?... 

 Just the thought made her bite her tongue.  “Who is it?” 

 The teacher grinned. “I think you’ll be happy with the answer.” He whistled into the busy hallway through the open door. “Cody, are you there? Can someone get me Cody Barnes, please?” 

 Cody. She knew that name. He was…

“Whassup?” said the tall dark figure that came to tower over her. 

 Their basketball team was full of excellent players, but Cody Barnes was supposed to be the very best. He was the tallest and most skilled guy on the team, with a dead serious face and skin so dark it made a few of the other black students look white when standing next to him. Though she loved the power of his body from afar and the gorgeous dark skin, he was one of those rare people that she could not imagine wanting to be in the vicinity of. It wasn’t even about her being sheltered and him being a jock - Cody just gave off a repellent aura of uncompromising animosity. 

 As she glanced up at his stern face with the strong cheekbones, their eyes locked. Next to him, she was like a little girl that barely reached his chest. “Uhm, hello…” 

“Cody, you probably know Willow. She’s offered to help you with your studies.” Offered? That was a bit of an exaggeration… I haven’t even formally agreed yet. “I’ll leave the details to the two of you, but don’t let me down, okay?” 

“Yessir,” said Cody, still holding the eyes of the teacher. Why is he acting like I’m not even here? Willow kept wondering. 

 The old man got up. “The principal is counting on you. I’ve gotta run for lunch. Good luck you two!” 

 As soon as he left the room, Willow could only hear the sound of rain. Cody didn’t even deign to look at her, so her own gaze fell away. What is this guy expecting? Holy crap, why would he leave me hanging like this? 

“Well, alright,” he said at length. “When do we study?” 

“We can meet up at the library later if you want.” 

“Alright.” 

 He was already leaving, but they hadn’t even established a time. “Don’t you want my number?” asked Willow, almost exasperated. This guy’s failure would be put on her shoulders, and for what?! 

“Nah,” he said with a shrug, “I’m sure someone’s got it.” 

 And just like that, he left. Asshole! 





 The storm only got worse by nightfall. Willow was awake studying in her room, somewhat worried about Buffy and Xander as neither one called or texted for nearly five hours. They better be okay, she kept telling herself, slightly annoyed at the silence and feeling a little guilty for being left out. 

 The phone rang and Willow’s hand shot out to grab it immediately, thinking it could be her friends. “Hello?” 

“Hey, is this Rosenberg? It’s Cody.” 

 The deep sound of his voice alone made her tremble. “Oh. Cody. Hi…”

 He sniffed darkly. “See, I told you I could get your number. So, what’s up? You ready to study?”

“Study?” asked Willow sharply. “It’s nearly midnight.” 

“Yeah, I know. So what? I’m free now.”

“I--” 

“Listen, just send me your location and I’ll be right there.” 

 Those were his last words before he hung up. Was he serious? He wanted to come and study now? This guy is going to be the death of me. If she was to be honest, though, there wasn’t much chance to sleep anyway until she got word from Buffy that things were okay. So whatever. 

 After sending the location to him, Willow wondered what to do to prepare for his arrival. She changed out of her PJs and put on a pair of jeans and a turtleneck, then went downstairs to wait. He showed up some ten minutes later, his jacket drenched, raindrops going down his head. “Evening.” 

“You too…” 

 She took his jacket and put it to dry, then brought him upstairs to her room. He stood in the middle of it, looking around. “Doesn’t look very Jewy.” 

 Willow stared at him, speechless. “Excuse me?” 

“Just saying.” 

“Listen, I might have to tutor you, but you… you can’t talk to me like that…” 

“It wasn’t an insult. Girls like you are perfect for…” 

 The sentence was left trailing, and Willow got the feeling it was done on purpose. “For what?” 

 Cody stepped over until he stood right next to her, his massive body looming over her. “You know.” 

 I don’t, thought Willow. Nor was she going to talk back anymore. I just need to get through this. 

“Maybe we should just start,” said Willow, going towards the desk. 

“Nah.” He went over to the bed, then took off his shoes and laid back. “Let’s do it here.” 

 That’s my bed… 

 Willow went and sat at the edge of the bed, bringing the books along, then started asking him some basic questions. He just shrugged them all off without interest, as if studying were the last thing on his mind. Really, it was the last thing on her mind too. Not only was the Buffy thing worrying her, but the sight of a black guy in her bed made her mind wonder. It was less than 24h since she came in that bed to an interracial video, and the idea that he could grab her and fuck her at any moment made her breathless.

“I can’t focus right now,” Cody told her. 

“What’s wrong?” 

“I just don’t find the point.” 

“The point is to pass the tests.” 

 Cody waved it off. “That’s just a bunch of dumb shit.” 

 Willow bit her lip and tried to hold off her anger, but ended up snapping instead. “Seriously? Listen, my dude, all you do is play basketball, and you think history is dumb? Physics is dumb? English is dumb? Is there anything you don’t find dumb?” 

“Winning,” he said coolly. 

 Willow shook her head in disbelief. “I knew this would be a nightmare. See, this is why I hate guys like you. You think that just because you’re good at sports that you can walk all over us. That because you’re good at this non-essential activity means you can ignore everything else, while the rest of us struggle to carry the all of you.” 

“Oh, please. The only reason this school even has a reputation is because of the team. You think anybody cares about some idiotic history trivia crap they won’t remember in a month from now?” 

 Willow shook her head, giving up. “You need to study. I’m not taking the blame for this.” 

“Why don’t you make it worth my while?”

 Just hearing the words made all the blood drain from her face. “W-What do you mean?” 

 The black eyes held her. “I mean, why don’t you offer me something as a motivation?”

“Like what?...” stammered the redhead. “I’m not sure what you mean.” 

“What could you do for me to make me feel good right now?” 

 Is he asking me to have sex with him? Willow wondered, panicking. There was no way she could do that, right? Fooling around with a black guy sounded awesome, though she wished it didn’t have to be him. I sure as hell won’t have my first time with this asshole. 

“I’m not having sex with you,” she blurted out. 

 Cody yawned and stretched his legs. “Never asked for that. Too tired anyway. Think more relaxing.” 

 Her gaze furtively went over his crotch. Just what kind of dick was he packing? Was there any chance he was as big as the guys online? “Like…” The words barely came out of her mouth. Never in all her years did she say anything like this, or think that she could. “L-Like a handjob?” 

“Not relaxing enough.” 

 Did he seriously want her to say it? “You mean you want a… blowjob?” Willow cringed so hard from saying the word that it was almost physically painful.

“Did I say that?” he snapped, his eyes going wide. “I’m asking you what you’re offering.” 

 The would-be snowbunny gulped anxiously. Was he playing around, or what? Could I seriously suck him off? The more she thought about it and the possible consequences, the more she both wanted it and was terrified to speak about it. 

“Well?” he said. “You got another minute. If not, I’m bailing.” 

 Willow just needed to know what was under his pants. “Can I see it?” 

“See what?” 

“You know what!” 

“Just say it.” 

 Willow closed her eyes and summoned up all her strength. “Your dick. Can I see your dick?” Her body trembled and the pale arms hugged the frail body. “Please.” 

 The look in his eyes was so disgusted thats he expected him to say no, but he just bobbed his head casually. “Sure.”  

 As he lay on the bed, he unzipped his pants and lowered them all the way down. All that was left was a pair of white shorts that perfectly outlined the gigantic BBC trapped underneath. Jesus Christ, thought Willow, that thing is absolutely huge. 

 All that time spent on Pornhub taught her that black guys could have beautiful dicks, but a part of her always wondered if that would be the case in real life, or if it followed that the popular videos would naturally feature guys that were unnaturally gifted. There were always so many salty comments on interracial videos that Willow considered herself a skeptic about what an experience with a black guy might be like in real life. 

 Not that that meant she wanted it any less.

 Now the final vestiges of that skepticism were being shattered. Cody’s dick seemed to throb and grow as she watched it, with the shaft slithering down the side of his thigh and threatening to pop out of the stretched cotton. 

 Willow glanced away, and for a time she only heard the patter of the rain against the panes and the occasional roll of thunder. Then, the bed moved and a soft rustle pounded in her eardrums as he took off the shorts. 

 He’s naked, thought the redhead breathlessly. A stunning Adonis with a big black cock was in her bed, waiting for her to please him.

 As much as she wanted to look, her unbearable shyness kept her at bay. What is he going to think if I look desperate? That I’m just another dumb white girl that has no idea what to do… and he would know that I like him. The dumbest kind of pride. 

 His hand landed gently on her head and made Willow jump. Her wide open eyes stayed away from him still as the dark fingers played with the locks of her red hair and came down to caress the fine porcelain skin of her cheeks. 

 Willow had never been touched like this in her life, and there was an odd mix of feeling both like a work of art and a pet. Those big dark fingers were stroking her and sending shivers all throughout her fertile white body. Already, she could feel her hardened nipples chafing uncomfortably against the bra and her panties getting wet from his touch. 

 Cody cupped her chin and forced her to turn her head towards him. 

 Not only were his shorts off, but his top was gone too. The stunning predator figure sculpted in black marble was inked out by the dark shadows of the room. Just the sight of his well-defined abs was enough to make her want to kiss them. And then there were his muscular arms and armored shoulders. How does someone even look like this? Not all the spells in the world could make a body this perfect. 

 Finally, there between his legs, she could see his big black cock, as big as her arm and pounding with so many bulging veins that Willow wondered if all of the energy in her own body could have powered that thing up. 

 Her eyes locked it down and could no longer move away even though his fingers let her go. God, that’s so fucking big. Jesus… It’s so, so beautiful. The first time Willow ever came across porn she thought that penises were disgusting, and that men in general were appalling compared to the beauty of the feminine figure with its gentle slopes and warm curves. Only when she spotted the heroic physique of black men that she knew that was a mistake. That manly figure in ebony skin and dripping with sweat was godlike. And while the tiny dicks of white dudes struck her as tiny worms or mushrooms, the thick batons hanging from the crotches of black guys inspired awe in her, as if she were looking at a rod of state. 

 As her gaze drank in the beauty of Cody’s dick, she realized it was uncut and probably still mostly soft despite its already shocking size. God, is he actually bigger than guys online? Willow wondered. 

“You want to touch that?” he asked, bored. 

 How could he be so calm when she was losing her mind? “I want you to pass your test.” 

 Cody snorted. “Right.” He lifted one leg up, and now the dick suddenly dangled in midair, the shaft curving as the head got pulled down by gravity on the other end. “Get up.”

“What?” 

“Go on!” he ordered. “Get up!” Willow trembled but followed his orders. “Now, strip. Nice and slow. Show me the body you’ve got under there.” 

 Willow didn’t hesitate because she was ashamed, but because she feared he might not like it. Despite her otherwise neurotic character and issues of self-image, her body was never anything that Willow worried about. A simple measurement in the mirror told her that her proportions were more in line with what was considered objectively hot than what many of the cheerleaders at school flaunted. Her discomfort with other parts of herself made it very unlikely that she would ever show off as shamelessly as they did, but there were days when she got a boost of confidence seeing guys staring after her butt or the way her tops stretched around the generous curves of her breasts. 

 Now she stood up and awkwardly pulled off her top and slipped out of the jeans, standing before him with her pale limbs and toned stomach revealed. Cody reached out and put his hand on her waist, letting his thumb caress her cute belly button. “Take it all off. Go on.” 

 His hand withdrew and crossed his arms under his head, his biceps flexing and flaring up in the most gorgeous way as he waited for her to finish. 

 The redhead slowly stepped out of her panties and covered up her pussy with one hand. Somehow, that seemed easier than taking off her bra. Pushed by his steely gaze, though, she soon brought her fingers back and unclasped the bra as well, letting it flutter to the floor. Her pale, soft, and perfectly round breasts were on full display, topped off by two nipples so long and hard that they cast shadows down the sides of the white globes. 

 For the first time ever, she undressed before another person. 

 Not just a person, but a man. An imposing black man that could’ve done anything to her if he wanted to.

 Cody just watched her. Nervous, Willow just giggled stupidly, unable to help herself. “Is this good?” 

“Good enough,” he said. 

 There was no more talk. Willow slowly came down, though she lacked the bravery to put her lips on his throbbing shaft. It was Cody’s hands that took her the rest of the way, leading her down until they finally came into contact. The heat of it blew her mind as her lips caressed along the shaft. I’m kissing a big black cock… 

 The teen had watched so many videos that once the first leap was made, there was no help needed. There were enough white girls out there sucking BBC that inadvertently taught her how to best pleasure a black dick. Willow’s tongue went up and down, enjoying its dark flavor on her taste buds, using her warm spit to coat the entire thing. In less than five minutes, his entire cock was wet and shiny, with the redhead practically drooling over it as she kissed the head. 

 Her stud just groaned as she went on. The blue eyes lifted towards him, innocent, but teasing. “Is this okay?” 

 For once, he could barely talk. “It’s good,” Cody managed to say. 

 Willow hid the smile that passed over her face behind the ebony shaft, then went straight back to worshiping it. Her first BBC. She would not leave him disappointed… 

 As she cradled the huge shaft in her tiny white hands, she put her lips to the tip and sucked out the sweet precum, slowly wrapping her lips around the head until she took it all inside her mouth, which was enough to fill her up. God, it’s so big! It pulsated inside her mouth like a living thing, spitting out right down her throat. There’s no way I could take this whole thing. 

 Just as she thought that, Cody took her head in his hands and started pushing her down. Willow put her hands on his thighs to stop him, but the bull was in no mood. He gave her the gentlest slap, more to send a message than to hurt her, then kept shoving his dick down her throat. 

 Slowly, it embedded itself in there, with Willow awkwardly gargling over it and she was forced into her first deepthroat attempt. Cody left it there for a few seconds and wiped the tears from her eyes. “You’re doing a good job,” he told her, and her heart fluttered to hear him say it. 

 When he took it out, Willow's mouth gaped breathlessly in an attempt for air, rivulets of drool pouring out of it. The stud slapped her face with his dick, then counted down from five and put it in again, this time sending it even deeper, and holding her there longer. By the third attempt, Willow’s throat was getting used to being treated like a fleshlight, and he managed to pull it almost all the way in, then gently moved her back and forth over his BBC as he got ready to come.

“Oh fuck,” Cody said, his own back arching. “It’s coming for you, baby.” His voice suddenly sounded much weaker, almost childlike. 

 Empowered by his momentary lapse of strength, Willow forced herself to down the few remaining inches, until she reached the very base of the shaft, then struggled to get her tongue out and massaged at his balls. 

 There was only a tickle in her throat as he came, followed by an explosion of seed and drool coming from her depths that left her nose as he choked her on his black dick and let her throat milk out every last drop out of him. 

 Then it was over. 

 It took Willow nearly a minute to recuperate and come back to her senses, but when she looked over at Cody, he was still out of it. Seeing a thread of cum dangling from the head of his dick, she went in and lapped it into her mouth. “Time to study, right?” 





 The two weeks in the lead-up to the exam were some of the most intense Willow ever experienced. Every morning, she woke up dreaming of getting to see Cody again. She did her best to explain to Buffy that this was placed upon her by force and that there was no option for her to turn it down. Being the eternal BFF, Buffy sighed and understood. There was no way for her to guess that Willow spoiled herself by spending almost her entire day worshiping BBC. 

 Her bed at home was impregnated with the scent of Cody’s body, while her mouth never forgot the amazing taste of his powerful cum. Every day he came over, squeezing in a few more minutes with every session, his eyes going over textbooks while Willow pleasured his amazing dick. The sight of her own hands struggling together to grip the BBC just halfway caused Willow to go gaga with emotion. How am I this lucky? 

 It wasn’t just an obligation for white girl like her to pleasure a black god like Cody… It’s literally a fucking honor. The throbbing of his shaft as her wet tongue lapped all over it gave her a bigger rush than all the drugs in the world ever could. Who needed magic when BBC was real? As much as Willow liked to think her achievements would always come first, in truth she was starting to feel like she would be willing to give up everything just to be Cody’s pliant cockslave. 

 For his part, the stud never complained or congratulated her too much. He just did his part in studying, stayed hard throughout no matter how many times she made him come, then went back home without so much as giving her a peck on the cheek. 

 The one thing he did like to do was take photos of her. Sometimes he would glance down and see her cheek full of his dick, at which point he took out his phone and told her not to move. Willow hoped that they were for his own personal use, but the volley of beeps that followed each time he took a shot made her wonder if he wasn’t sharing them… 

 Which, to be entirely honest, made her wet as fuck to think about. Could it be that everyone in the school knew she was a snowbunny? 

 Today, it was finally time for the exams. At the start Willow worried what would happen if he failed to pass; now she worried what it would mean for them if he did pass. Is he going to stop coming over at that point, or what?... Feeling stressed and awkward would only make it worse, but the redhead couldn’t stop acting jittery. There was no way she could lose contact with Cody forever after this. Even if he just wants me as his slut, I can do that, too… 

 It’s how Willow resolved herself to give him a reward once the day was over on the assumption that he would pass. It turned out to be a good bet, since he not only passed, but did so well that Willow almost cried with relief, as if it were her own achievement. She waited the better part of the afternoon for him to call, but ended up calling him in the evening. 

“Hey, congratulations… You passed.” 

 There was a sigh. “Thanks. I’m glad that dumb crap is behind me so I can focus on what’s important.” 

 The way he said it made her feel her own heart break in real time. “Oh?” was the only response she could produce, and it left her lips like a weak whimper. 

“Time for me to get back in shape now.” 

“That’s great…” 

“Anyway, I gotta go.”

“Wait!” she blurted out, almost on the verge of tears. “Wait…” 

 A pause. “What’s the matter?” 

“I was hoping you could come over. I bought some stuff and… I don’t know, I guess I was hoping we could have a little celebration.” 

“Oh. Nah, I’m good. My friends already planned some shit for me. I appreciate it. Some other time maybe.” 

“Yeah, maybe to--” 

 The call ended. Did he just hang up on me? 

 The whole thing was so depressing that Willow just wanted to cry. Not only was she hoping for a special night, but she went ahead before this and bought some things that she naively thought would make it good for him: a set of lingerie, snacks, beer and energy drinks. 

 And, of course, some condoms. 

 At first she hoped that he might be playing her. Saying he wouldn’t come, only to show up by surprise. For that reason, Willow showered, put on creams, make-up, and finally the luxurious lingerie, pulling on the white garter straps before the mirror. He has to come. 

 At 11pm, there was still no sign of him. 

 Annoyed, she checked his social media, only to discover he was out at some party. Not alone, either, but surrounded by other white girls and black guys, all looking a bit tipsy. As the redhead neurotically refreshed for updates each minute, she finally got one that showed him with a topless blonde in his lap, stroking her breasts while the two of them made out to the cheering of the crowd. 

 How could I be so stupid? Willow thought, wiping the tears from her eyes. Here she was, thinking they might have had a special thing going on, when he was only using her and nothing else. I sucked him off every day. God, I even let him take pictures… Overwhelmed, she sobbed by herself, cuddling the pillow and watching dumb videos on YouTube.  

 As the night wore on and she kept seeing pics of Cody going up with other chicks, her sadness turned into a rage. Willow needed to compare herself with others to feel validated, and comparing herself with the bleached ditzies showing up in his pictures made her feel good. “You fucking nword,” she snapped, instantling feeling guilty for using that kind of language. 

 There was one way to get back at him. 

 Willow got up and placed her phone, then took the best selfie she could of her dirty little outfit. The red hair looked mesmerizing in the bright light, and the pristine white bra brought out just how pale her own skin was. Making sure the angle also gave a good view of her butt and boobs, Willow sent it to Cody with the message: 

 

Your reward for passing.





 There was no reply by the time it was nearly 2 am, but her jaw nearly-dropped when she checked his Instagram and noticed he had uploaded it. He blurred her face a little, but the room would have been a total giveaway for anyone that knew it. Thankfully, there weren’t many chances Buffy or Xander would be on social media, let alone checking this guy’s page. Worst of all was the caption he added to it: 

 

white bitches be desperate af lmao





 The lack of punctuation was enough to trigger her, but the total dismissal was even worse. There was just no winning this one… 

 Willow was about to change and go to bed depressed and humiliated when her phone rang. It was him. “What’s up?” 

“A-Are you serious?” she stammered, trying to sound mad. Just seeing his name calling her was enough to get her smiling though.

“I’m downstairs. Let me in.” 

 The blood rushed through her body, all the way down to her tingling and needy pussy. He was here. Finally. After all this time. Willow threw on a robe, then rushed down and opened the door for him. Cody entered, a little zoned out, a little intoxicated, and as handsome as ever. For all the pep talks she gave herself about how she would give him a talk-to when/if he showed up, Willow quickly went back to her mellow self at the sight of his towering and strong frame. Instinctively, her eyes went down to hi--

“Lead the way,” ordered Cody. 

 Just what was happening here? Was he going to fuck her? Willow sure hoped so… 

 Once they got in her room, Cody just stood and looked her over. “Take that thing off.” 

 Willow watched him and gulped. “You can’t just--” 

“I said take it off,” the black bull repeated, taking a threatening step forwards. “Do I need to repeat myself?” 

 As the huge body loomed over her, a genuine fear went to the pit of her stomach. “No, sir,” she said meekly. 

“That’s what I thought.” 

 Willow lowered her eyes and slipped the robe off, leaving her pale candy body on display, neatly wrapped in white lingerie. Cody took out his phone and started taking pictures of her, going so far as to bring it up to her cleavage and down to her ass. “Bend over for me at the desk there.” 

 What would have happened if she said no? Willow suddenly got the image of him slapping her hard enough to make her stumble into the wall, only to choke her and fuck her against it. As much as she would have wanted that, she also wanted to please him. She called him sir and that felt good… 

 Natural, for a snowbunny. 

 She lowered herself on the desk, jumping as the warm breasts spilled against the cool wood. But her ass was up and presented to him. Was he going to share these pics he took with his other black friends? For whatever reason, the idea of being passed around between them like a cumdumpster drove her crazy. One one hand, she could never show her face out again after a thing like that. On the other, what better experience could there be for pliant snowbunny than to be used by black gods like a toy? 

“Enough,” he said. “Get up.” 

 Willow turned around and suddenly met the immense chest that blocked her view. Even under his shirt, she could still see the peaks in his muscles and the beautiful way they flexed with his movements. He’s just so damn fit. How? 

 The dark eyes glared down at her. Willow expected him to slap her silly as she pictured moments ago, or to give her the order to kneel and blow him right there. Instead, his arms wrapped around her back, bringing her slender body against his monstrous chest, his black fingers slipping down the intense arch of her back down to her round butt.  

 Cody opened his mouth, but only a deep breath came out. Then he came in and kissed her on the lips, sending his tongue inside her mouth at the same time as his hands kneaded her virgin ass, rough enough to leave her whimpering. Willow kissed him back, surrendering her mouth to him, her pale arms going up to wrap around his neck. As the tip of his finger accidentally brushed close to her pussy, Willow broke the make-out session and moaned weakly, her knees giving in. Just that one touch was enough to make her body flare up and melt away. With her head buried against his chest, she whispered, “I love you.” 

 Cody snorted. “Is that all you white girls know how to say?” 

“I guess so,” said Willow, feeling hurt, but enjoying the touch of his hard pec against her cheek too much to care. She could sob about her hurt feelings later. 

 After she was done worshiping her personal god’s BBC. 

 Cody gave her ass a hard enough slap to leave a burning mark. His hands went up her waist, feeling the curves of her body, then slowly settled around her neck. Holding her at a short distance, he started to choke her softly. “You said I’m getting a reward for passing, right?”

“Yes…” 

“What is it?” 

 Willow blushed nervously. “Whatever you want.” 

“Anything? Even this?” The fingers bit into her neck and slowly lifted her up. Her feet hovered above the floor as he held her up, his hands cutting all oxygen. The black hands were quite literally in control of her life, and all Willow could weakly think was: He’s so fucking strong. 

 Cody turned her in the air, then threw her onto the bed. Willow gasped for breath once she fell, watching him as he took off his shirt and then his pants. There was no underwear to hide the swinging shaft.

“I’m going to take both your holes tonight,” he said, getting into bed with her. 

 Both? No, but this was her first time, she… 

“W-Wait,” Willow started. “I bought come condoms. They’re in the drawer over there.” 

 Cody laughed darkly. “Condoms? You’ve got to be kidding. We’re not using any condoms.” 

 Willow opened her mouth to protest, but he had already grabbed her head and brought his black cock into her mouth. Already, mouthfeel of being stuffed up by that monster BBC made her giddy. I guess I’ll get the condoms later, she told herself. 

 Usually, the bull let her worship his dick at her own pace as he read, only occasionally putting a reinforcing hand over her head. But this time he grabbed the red locks and held them at the back of her head, using both hands as he started fucking her throat. “You like that?” Cody laughed. “That’s the taste of white girl in your mouth, bitch.” 

 He’s slept with other girls tonight?... Willow’s eyes watered as she gagged on his throbbing shaft, and his cool black eyes locked on hers. “What, did you think you’d be the only one?” 

 The stud grabbed her nose as he forced his dick even deeper, getting the bulging veins to grind and tickle the inside of her throat as it went down. Willow’s teen lips stretched so much to reach the base of his dick, that she could feel the airtight pressure being built up in her mouth. Just then, she got the idea to move her tongue, caressing the underside of his dick as it went back and forth in her mouth. 

“Oh shit,” said Cody, caressing the nape of her neck. “That’s so fucking good.” 

 Thank god I have next to no gag reflex, thought Willow. As an inexperienced virgin she couldn’t offer much, but her mouth and throat were proving to be incredibly accommodating, as if she were born to suck BBC all along. 

 Which, really, was probably true for all white girls. 

 After another loud groan, the bull pulled out of her and slapped her face with his wet dick. “Goddamn, you look great with a big black cock.” 

 Willow was already slavishly going down to tend to his balls. “Thank you, sir.” 

 Cody just pushed Willow on her back and reached down to pull aside her panties. The pink and virgin little pussy was soaked and gleaming, hungry for his BBC. The stud ripped the panties off with a single motion, then brought them up and stuffed them in her mouth. He’s going to fuck me, Willow realized, tasting her own sweet wetness. 

 The tip rubbed against her white flower of a pussy, then entered, Cody slowly driving the shaft deeper and deeper inside. With every inch, Willow’s facial expressions changed from amazement, to pleasure, to shock, and finally terror. The dick was way past the deepest parts she ever reached with her finger or dildo, and it was barely halfway in. 

 Moving her hands over his shoulders, Willow whispered, “Please be gentle…” 

 Cody huffed and puffed on top of her, his muscles flexing as the hips pushed it deeper in. “Fuck that. You’re taking this dick.” 

 Willow prepared for the worst, but soons he was barely feeling anything at all, only numb. Nevertheless, she could see the BBC slowly disappearing inside of her, and with it the hard black body dropping down on top of her. The hold on her legs was released and she instinctively wrapped them around him, just as she had seen other girls doing in videos.  

 The mating press. This is how they breed us. 

 Just as Willow gave up on the idea of feeling anything and thought her pleasure would amount to getting Cody off, something went off inside her like a nuke. She couldn’t tell if his dick reached in too deep, but her visceral response was to push him away. “Wait!...” 

 Cody swatted her hands away, then held her wrists down as he pumped her mercilessly. Now, Willow could feel everything. It was as if her pussy went dormant only to come back entirely awake. She could feel the virgin lips stretched around his dick and her tight insides as they massaged his BBC and milked it against her womb. 

 Just as the pain began to dissipate, Cody’s thrusts grew in intensity. There was no more consideration for what her pussy could take - quite the contrary, each time he pushed with as much force as his body could muster, his toned black ass flexing as he smashed his lower body into her pussy impaling her on his dick. 

“No, wait!~ AaaaaAaaAAAAAAAAAA--” 

 Cody quickly covered her mouth up as she began to shriek. His strong black body held her in an inescapable grip, his BBC raking the walls of her pussy and stretching it out beyond what her fragile white body was built to handle. 

 It’s too much! Willow thought weakly, but it was clear just how much he disagreed. The more she panicked, the harder her tight little cunt squeezed him inside, the harder and deeper Cody went, going out of his way to break her white pussy in completely, stretching her out like a single-use cocksleeve.

 Willow knew that she was coming even as she howled against his palm and shook under his body. It was just that her body lost all control. Her gaze blurred and swam, and the world seemed to move around as he destroyed her, her eyes rolling back as the BBC unimaginable pain and pleasure in equal amounts. 

 Her waterworks broke, too, and each time he thrust into her now Willow could hear the squelching of her little pussy as the juices flowed and spit out of her along with her bull’s hard grunts. Cody treated it not as some pleasurable experience, but with the same seriosity he showed on the basketball field, working every bit of his body to accomplish his goal. 

 Willow ran her fingers across his head as he finished her off, knowing nothing else could ever compare to this feeling. To being fucked by a big black cock. Just like they said, once you went black, there was no way back. Willow understood that to her core now. As that BBC pummelled her young teen body, she knew she was destined to be bred and filled up all along. 

 Not because she was special, but because that was the place of all white girls.

 There was no fuss on the part of the bull as he came. There was just a louder grunt, followed by what Willow could only describe as molten lava being poured inside of her tummy. An indescribable heat that she joyously knew was strong black seed heading for her womb. 

“Thank you,” she tried to say, her voice muffled by the hand. 

“You can thank me when we’re done,” said Cody.  

 He can’t be serious… He just came!

 And yet, the stud quickly turned her the other way and started grinding between her asscheeks as he spread them wide. “Are you ready, baby?”

“Cody, stop, seriously!” Willow cried. “I can’t do it there.” 

“This is the real testament of love. You said you loved me, right?” 

“I…” Willow was lost. Not only did she fear saying no, but her butthole was being stimulated just by the thought of getting penetrated by that gigantic cock. “I just don’t think I can…”

“You can take it, baby. I believe in you.” 

 That was all he needed. Cody grabbed her wrists and put them together at her back, then rammed his BBC right into her ass with a single thrust, pushing through it with all the force of his muscular body. His black hand covered Willow’s rosy little mouth as she screamed her heart out, his shaft getting the best massage from her insanely tight ass. 

“Touch yourself, bitch,” he ordered. “Come for me as I fuck your ass.” 

 Willow did as told. There was nothing to protect now. Both her pussy and her ass had been handed over to the black man she loved. All that was left for her now was to make him happy. To surrender everything to him. 

 Soon enough the pressure from her ass combined from her fingers rubbing her pussy made her come, but the stud did not stop. He lifted her up and took her from behind on all fours, slapping her ass as he loosened up her insides with his BBC. 

 The dick started switching between her ass and her pussy, leaving each one gaping and oozing with seed. Willow’s eyes just rolled in her head with pleasure, her orgasms so powerful that she couldn’t even speak or scream anymore. All she did was shake and cry pleasure. 

 Thank you, she wanted to say. This is all I needed. 





“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Willow was saying. 

 Buffy sighed over the phone. “Yeah, I’m beyond tired. Plus, school parties?” She sounded amazed. “What’s gotten into you? Your boyfriend’s turned you into a true normie.” 

 Normies don’t fuck like we do, she was tempted to say. “I guess so. I just want you to meet him already.”

“Maybe we can do it tomorrow after school, okay?” 

“Sure.” 

 As the call ended, the redhead wondered if she could have done anything to annoy Buffy. Chances were her friend was just dealing with too much. I’ve been too absent lately, though. At some point I’m going to have to explain this all to Cody… 

 Still, if it came down to choosing between her friends and her boyfriend… 

 Picking anyone over Cody just wasn’t an option anymore. In the last few weeks, she found herself getting closer to him than anyone else she had ever known. Not only that, but the two were so clearly made for one another, from the physical to the mental. Despite having such different backgrounds, they just clicked. 

 Willow finished doing her makeup and took one final look at herself in the mirror before they left. Dark eyeshadow, a fishnet crop top with small black bra underneath, tiny black skirt, and a pair of ripped black stockings that came with garter straps and finished off in boots. A goth and slutty look. 

 As Willow applied lipstick for one last time, Cody got up from where he dozed off on the bed and wrapped his strong dark arms around her. “Black suits you best.” 

 The teen blushed as soon as his hands went across her body. Though their romantic relationship was still in its incipient phase, she couldn’t feel more comfortable around him. As tough as he could be on the outside, he was a sweetheart inside. And not only did she feel loved, but she felt wanted. 

 They kissed for a few more minutes, then he interrupted it and jerked his head towards the window. “Come on, let’s go. We want to make it before it ends.” 

 Willow hadn’t met any of Cody’s friends, though most of them were other black guys from the team and a few from other schools. As he drove the car towards the party, Willow started worrying. “What if your friends don’t like me?” 

 Cody gave her a look and grinned. “Trust me, Willow, they will. It’s almost impossible not to like you.”

 The only thing that played on her mind were Cody’s mentions of how he wouldn’t mind “sharing” her with his friends. After thinking about it for a long time, it wasn’t so much a matter of it freaking her out so much as not wanting to be disappointed by it not happening. In only the span of a few months, Willow had gone from being a virgin to an experienced BBC slut that let her boyfriend take her in every way imaginable. It was only natural that she would want to get the whole blacked experience concluded by topping it off with a gang bang. 

 They arrived at the party to the sound of whooping and loud music. Willow noticed that many of the kids she never spoke to back in school were there - confused and preppy white faces, wondering what a nerd like her was doing at such a place. “Don’t mind them, babe,” said Cody.

 Willow checked out a blonde nearby and her sweater, then glanced down at her fishnet. “I feel I’m underdressed.” 

 Cody flashed her a warm and comforting smile. “No such thing for my girl.” 

 It didn’t take long for Cody to find his friends. Tall and incredibly dark-skinned black dudes gathered up around him, shaking his hand and hugging him, offering him drinks. They were all so big that Willow felt like she was a different race as she stood between them, so wimpy and small she could barely reach their chests. I’m literally a hobbit…

 Then, his hands landed on her shoulders as he turned her towards their gazes. “Boys, this is my one and only.” 

 The heaviest-set guy among them whistled as he looked her over. “Damn, girl, you’re fire.” 

 Cody’s hands came down to her tiny waist, wrapping around it comfortably as he leaned in to give her a kiss. “She’s my little sweetheart.” 

“I’m Travis,” the big guy said. His arm reached out towards her and his eyes went up to his friend. “Do you mind?” 

 Cody snorted. “Be my guest.” 

 Travis stroked her tummy, then came up to take a feel of one of her breasts. It was such a strikingly direct move that it left Willow breathless. Cody, she noticed, stayed in the same mood, as if this were expected. 

“Yeah, this is the stuff,” Travis continued, now bringing both his hands to cup her tits. The other guys pushed him away to feel her up themselves, and soon Willow was standing there in a circle of strong bulls, their dark hands all moving over her perfect pale body. 

 A guy with a beard cupped her chin and came close enough to kiss. “I bet you suck a mean dick, baby,” he whispered, tracing his thumb over her lower lip. 

 Willow remained paralyzed, unable to answer. Cody smacked her ass and bit her ear gently. They want to take me, thought the redhead eagerly. All of them. Around the group there were white guys watching, but the one time one of them tried to stick his hands through the ranks of black bulls to touch her, he was slapped away. “This is black property only,” said Travis. 

“Should we go upstairs?” said Willow, biting her lip so not to moan as dozen strong black hands kneaded her up into warm white clay. 

“Upstairs?” Cody laughed. “Hell no. Why come to a party if we don’t put up a show?” 

 They dragged her along as they went over to the couch and got the white couple sitting there to move over for them to sit down. Cody and his friends all dropped down with their drinks, looking expectantly at Willow. The redhead went over to her boyfriend first, but he shooed her away. “I’ll go last, that’s only polite.” 

 It was Travis and his chubby hands that pulled her in instead. “Come here, baby. I got a gift for you.”

 Willow wondered if it could be possible for any of them to have a dick as big as her boyfriend’s. When Travis unzipped his pants and took them off, she was pleased to see that it was possible. His dick was an inch or two shorter; but, Christ, it must have been at least a whole inch bigger in girth, staring at her like some fat one-eyed snake. 

 It was her pleasure to bring her mouth down on that BBC like she did so many times with Cody’s. A whole new shape and a whole new flavor, but just as sweet and tasty as his. “God, this is so fucking big,” said Willow, laughing as her white fingers completely failed to wrap around the thick dick. 

 A crowd of onlookers was gathering up around them. The redhead noticed that Cody took out his phone and filmed her, as did many others around them. Willow could tell that a few of the white guys were eager to get in, but they wouldn’t ever get a chance. They’re crazy if I think I’m ever going to suck a tiny pencil dick like that. 

 Cody made it pretty clear: from now on, she was to be black property only, and nothing else. Taking BBC was encouraged, but the rest was strictly forbidden… 

 Not that it was a problem for a crazed snowbunny like Willow. 

 Before she could finish Travis off, another one of the guys pulled her over to stuff her throat. At that point Travis pulled her up and raised her skirt, slapping her pale white booty to the sight of cameras all over. “That’s a nice fucking ass.” 

 The fat BBC slipped right into her even as she gagged on another. She could feel their pounding inside of her body and the raw power of their godly black rods as they went into her holes. The remaining bulls were getting too impatient and got up as well, bringing their dicks for her to stroke as she sucked. 

 Seven amazing BBCs, and all for one little redheaded Jewish girl… 

 I’m so fucking lucky, thought Willow. 

 Travis held onto her frail waist as he pumped her with all his force from behind, letting that tight white pussy milk him dry. Two of the other guys were rubbing their dicks against her face, even as she deepthroated another. How am I going to take all of them?

 To her surprise, she managed just that. The guys took turns in taking her, and soon it became so wild that Willow wasn’t even which dick was whose. Every so often one of them kissed her on the mouth and gave her booze to drink, so that by the end she was tossed around from one to the other, drunk out of her mind - though more on BBC than alcohol.

 The teen went through every dick, milking it and sucking it, giving her mouth, her throat, her pussy, her ass, and even her feet to pleasure the bulls. Their steaming seed oozed out of every single one of her holes, but they did not seem to mind one bit. 

 Willow felt a little bad for all the white guys watching and taking pics, so many of them touching themselves through their pants, too embarrassed to take out their tiny clitty dicks and stroke before these black gods claiming one of their own. They were just too mesmerized by the gangbang to walk away. The hot cheerleaders were standing at a distance, in the shadows, pretending not to be interested but glancing at the action all the same. Finally, they’re jealous of me! How does that feel, you stupid sluts?!

 Willow was disappointed when a few of the guys got bored of waiting in line and beckoned some of the preppy ditzes over. Cody wanted her for himself now, so it was only natural that they would compliment the occasion with a few more snowbunnies. It only took a matter of seconds for the same girls that pretended to be disgusted by slutty behavior at school to drop to their knees and worship BBC. 

 That was its power. 

 As for Willow, Cody grabbed her by the arm and took her over to Travis, who was now entirely naked and stroking his beautiful BBC as the sweat dripped down his ebony chest. “Come here, baby,” he said. “Come here and ride this dick.” 

 Still trembling from everything they put her through and living the aftershocks of her last orgasms, the redhead climbed on top and dropped herself on his dick. “Fuck, that’s big!” she cried as it sank into the depths of her silken pussy. 

 Travis laughed and slapped her ass, then pushed her down with his full force for good measure, getting her impaled on his dick. “Good.” 

 Meanwhile, Cody came from the back and spread her ass wide, pushing her favorite and beloved BBC right into her tiny abused asshole. A perky white butt that was virgin not so long ago, but which now had been stretched as far as it went by black cock. 

 Tears came down Willows eyes as they both penetrated her and began to fuck her, going back and forth, two BBCs ripping through her insides at the same time. “God!” she groaned, her fingers shaking as she tried to hold onto the sofa. “I can’t. It’s so big. Jesus. I can’t.” 

 The two studs just ignored her and went on doing what they did best. As Willow began to panic Travis kissed her on the mouth, then Cody yanked her head back by the hair and kissed her too. They were both laughing at the way she grimaced as they double-teamed her for the first time, totally raw, at the end of the wildest night of her life.

“You like that, baby?” teased Cody.

“Nah,” a third voice said. Before the redhead could look up and see who it was, another BBC went straight into her mouth, forcing its way down her throat with such intensity that the spit flowed from her nostrils. “She needs all holes filled.”  

 As all three of them took her, Willow started riding the most intense orgasm of her life. She would’ve shrieked for dear life as the BBCs used her holes if not for the fact that the third was bulging from her frail white throat. As her eyes rolled in her sockets in pure joy and BBC-overload, they just laughed and fucked her harder, slapping her ass and tits as the combination of alcohol and intense pleasure slowly took her out of it. 

 It’s so fucking good, was the last real thought she had before the blackout. 

 

 Willow saw the videos from the party days later. It took her a full day to snap back to reality, and Cody wouldn’t stop teasing her about how she passed out. “I guess black dick is just too much for you. This is why white girls are no good. I should’ve gotten myself a tough Latina girl.” 

 Willow threw stuff after him, but laughed all the same. It was crazy how many videos of her went up. Most of them were grainy and barely visible, floating around on Pornhub with only a few thousand likes, but to anyone knowing what to look for it was clear that it was her. 

 Buffy no doubt must have heard about it, but she pretended to know nothing. Was she jealous? Embarrassed? Confused? Willow decided she would bring the matter up as soon as possible. 

 For the time being, she just loved going home and watching the videos of her gangbang. Such a tiny white girl, getting fucked by all those strong black bulls… “I never thought that could have been me,” she told Cody. 

“You’re dumb as hell, girl. I’ve wanted you from the moment I set eyes on you.” 

 Willow blushed and giggled. “You say that now.” 

“It’s true. I love my little redheaded princess.” 

 No matter how much they kissed and fucked it was never enough. One night, as he fucked her ass from behind and pulled on her collar from behind, the words just left her. “I want to be yours forever.” Not the best timing, but then Willow was not known for her social tact. 

 Cody said nothing. He just finished fucking her, came inside as usual, then stayed the night. Willow loved to cuddle his BBC between her thighs and stroke it as she slept against his hard chest, picturing all the beautiful babies she would give him. I hope I haven’t scared him off… 

 The next day, he showed up only after midnight, having ignored her the entire day. “Where the hell were you?” Willow screamed, like any worried wife might. 

 Then, for the first time, it was Cody that dropped to his knees.





“I can’t believe it,” said Buffy. “You’re going to get married?” 

 The three stood under the umbrella of a local bar, enjoying some drinks in the warm and sunny weather. It was the first time Buffy and Cody met, and the blonde was still suspicious of him.

“I mean, obviously, it’s going to take a while until we go through with it,” Willow explained. “We gotta finish school first, duh.”

 Buffy raised her eyebrows. “Right…” 

 Cody sipped from his drink and pushed his chair back. “Excuse me, ladies. Nature calls.” 

 As he walked away, Buffy’s eyes stayed with him. “So that’s the guy that stole you from me. Xander’s still pissed that you blew him off so many times, you know.” 

“Don’t be so dramatic!” cried Willow. “Nobody stole anyone. I’m still here. See?” She reached out and grabbed Buffy’s hand. “Still here.” 

“I’m happy for you,” her friend said, smiling. “I mean that. I just hope I’m not a third wheel.” 

“No way!” 

“Now that I’ve met Cody, maybe we can all start doing some stuff together.” 

 Willow nearly spit out her drink as the image of Buffy being dominated by a bunch of much older and much stronger black guys came to her mind. “Yeah, definitely.” 

“Are you okay? I’m just talking about normal stuff, you know. Not our stuff.” 

 The redhead suddenly wondered if it would’ve been awkward to fuck Cody along with Buffy. Friends shared everything, right? Even BBC… There’s no way she would do that, though, is there? Buffy never even showed interest in a black guy… 

 Cody came back and sat down. “Sorry about that.” 

“I was just saying to Willow that we should meet up more often. I want to get to know the competition,” said Buffy, winking at Willow as she drank from her straw. 

 Cody laughed knowingly and shot Willow a look. His hand stroked her leg and lifted the skirt up to reveal the pale thigh and the Queen of Spades tattoo there. Only he could see it, but just feeling the cool air against it was enough to make Willow redden. 

“We should definitely do some more stuff together,” said Cody, his thumb brushing against the tattoo, sending shivers down Willow’s spine. “Maybe this weekend?” 

 Wait, what? Was this seriously happening? Was he going to try to- “Uhm…” Willow tried to interject, and failed. 

“It’s a date!” said Buffy happily. She leaned back in her chair and wiggled a finger at Cody. “I’m going to get to the bottom of you. See how you won her over so quickly.” 

 The black fingers squeezed her thigh so hard so nearly gasped. “Well, I think Willow can tell you all about that…”

