Chapter 1 - A Stranger

 The island of Oahu was everything Ann needed. 

 The hot weather, sunny beaches, and joyous atmosphere was exactly what the blonde desperately wanted after all that hard work along the rest of the Phantom Thieves. She was tired of the same boring faces back home, unable to deal with another suicidal-looking middle-aged businessman squeezing his way into the bullet train. It was all so depressing that not even her friends could uplift her spirit. The gravity of what they had dealt with Kamoshida and the others and the crushing feeling of reaching adulthood was just too much! 

 But not here. Not in Hawaii. Now she could finally celebrate being done with school and entering adulthood.

“This looks good,” Ren suggested, pointing to one of the many ice cream flavours as they stood in line at the boutique. 

“I suppose… But I need to watch my weight.” Her slender fingers massaged her flat tummy. “I don’t want to leave here looking like a pig.” 

 Her boyfriend found her gaze and winked at her. “Don’t worry. I’ll give you all the exercise you need.” 

 Ann beamed at him; but the smile faded as soon as he turned his eyes back to the display.

 Ann could not have imagined a better boyfriend. Really. Ren had ended the year as the best student in Shujin and that was while he led the Phantom Thieves and somehow managed to be a best friend to everyone. A petty person might’ve been jealous - Ann was just proud that the man she called her boyfriend was made of stuff like that. 

 For a long time, Ann always assumed she would end up with a white guy. An American or European so she could move to the West and take her modelling career seriously. Maybe even make a few films, if the opportunity ever came up. Japan was a dead end for a serious model that didn’t want to become the idol jerkoff material of otakus. But there was no way to move while she was with Ren. And she wasn’t going to abandon him to that bitch Makoto just to chase some stupid dream. 

 They reached the end of the line and Ren ordered her a single scoop while he got himself a gigantic three-scoop ice cream. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

 Tempted by all those flavors, Ann licked her sugar-free ice cream unhappily. His body was so toned and hot despite eating whatever he wanted. Unfair! “Sure is nice to be a guy,” she said grumpily. 

 He took her by the hand and walked her back towards their beach towel. Ann could see more than one guy staring at her bountiful cleavage and jiggling ass buns as they went, and Ren put a possessive arm around her waist, sensing the lecherous energy. 

“Sure is nice to be a girl,” he told her with an ironic smile. 

 Ann blushed and gave her ice cream another dainty lick. “It’s not like I want them to look at me!” 

“I’m teasing you.” Red sank his fingers into her butt, making sure all the men around got the message. “I’m not worried about any of them. We all know who’s the best.” 

 Sometimes, his supreme confidence annoyed her, and this was one of those moments. Contrary to what he believed, he wasn’t good at everything, as Ann had come to discover since they came on vacation. Given his abilities at what seemed like just about anything he attempted to do, Ann just assumed that he would be supremely skilled when it came to sex, too. Before they flew over, she was giddy at the mere thought of fucking. 

 Their first time was so bad that Ann barely felt a thing. Ren just got on top of her and pumped, seemingly exerted despite doing less than nothing to her body. All she could do was smile awkwardly and pretend to enjoy as much as he did, moaning along, thinking that maybe the next time would be different. But then it wasn’t, and Ann was starting to suspect that his dick may be the issue. 

 It was definitely on the small side. If she were being completely honestly, she would go so far as to describe it as tiny. Whenever people talked about differences in dick sizes between Asians and everyone else, she just assumed it to be nonsense, just like all the other racist drivel. Or, if there was a nugget of truth in there, that it definitely wouldn’t be true for a stud like Ren. If she had to guess with cock size given his smooth-talking confidence, she would’ve assumed it to be huge. So the little worm that was about the size of her index was shocking to say the least. 

 But how could she possibly bring that up? There was no way, period. And what would it resolve if she did bring it up? It wasn’t like he could grow it out or get it replaced. It was all just hopeless and such a shame. There was no way she would leave him for another guy, but there was also no way Ann could get pleasure out of their time in bed. You really can’t have it all, she thought, remembering fairy tales she read as a child. There’s always something. 

 As they got back to their towel, Ren dropped down and sighed lazily as he stretched, basking in the sun. He lapped up the melting ice cream like a cat, looking out towards the ocean. Ann followed his eyes and saw the gleaming waters. 

 But it was the muscular dark-skinned body she saw swimming around everyone else that caught her eye. She followed the huge arms as they cut through the water effortlessly, wondering if she’d get a glimpse at the guy’s entire body.

“God, isn’t it so nice here?” asked Ren. “We really have to thank Ryuji for his suggestion. Imagine if we had gone to Austria like you suggested.” 

 Ann’s eyes stayed with the black guy swimming. “I like the snow,” she commented absentmindedly. 

“Well, there’s plenty of snow in Japan. Just wait till winter, and you’ll regret it.” 

 Ann was tempted to agree. She was happy to see that the guy she stalked was coming towards the shore. Her eyes followed his every move and watched him come out, his body looking like a majestic sculpture as he emerged, dripping with water from every inch of his frame. Every single muscle on his body was well-defined and built up to an awe-inspiring degree. Though he stood next to some other guys that were toned and clearly fit, he was a monster by comparison. 

 Ann licked her ice cream as she stared at his gleaming dark abs and instinctively pressed her lips against it as she thought about doing the same with them. What would that chocolate skin taste like? The guy wore an incredibly loose pair of swimming shorts, yet it was incredibly unlikely to miss the outline of his huge cock. As he took two steps to shake hands with a friend, Ann could see the heavy shaft swinging visibly under the fabric. What the hell? Doesn’t he know people are watching? That’s so shameless…

 The irony of her own skimpy bikini was lost on her, but she could not stop looking at his awesome body. This guy is definitely some sort of model, she thought. The way he had styled his mustache to leave it just a little longer than the stubble around his chin reminded her of some presentation she was watching just the other night in bed. It probably takes hours to keep that thing so perfectly styled. How vain is he? 

 Ann remembered that Ren was with her and broke contact at once. She glanced down and saw him staring up at her, licking the green ice cream around his lips. “What’s with that guy? You know him?”

“Oh… He looked familiar, that’s all. I think he might be a model. I don’t get why though. He’s so ugly.” 

“Ugly?” Ren shielded his eyes to get a better look. “Well, he’s way too big for a place like Japan. But I bet his type does well in America. They love black guys there, you know. All they make is interracial porn.” 

 Ann was feeling heated and this conversation wasn’t helping her at all. “N-No,” she stammered, gulping down her guilt. “Of course not. That’s just a stereotype. Actually, most couples are white guys and Asian girls.” 

“Really?”

“Yes. There’s a lot of stereotypes about races that just aren’t true.” Though one of them clearly was. As the black stud stood there chatting, she brought her eyes back to him and scanned every inch of his body, wondering what it would feel to trace her lips and tongue over every bump and groove of his muscles, then sent her gaze down to the monstrous big black cock he was showing off. There was no way he wouldn’t know others could see it. No way. 

 The guy said goodbye to his friend and just stood there. It was only when Ann’s eyes shot back up that she met his gaze, and realized their sights were locked. Terrified, she turned away. Ren had already lost interest and was looking in other places, but she could feel the dark eyes going over her body. Is he checking me out? 

 By the time she dared to lift her eyes again, he was gone without a trace. Ann felt like all the warmth had gone out of her and gazed in every direction without any sign of him. Seriously… 

 Annoyed and disappointed, she sat down next to her boyfriend and finished off her ice cream. “Something wrong?” asked Ren. 

“Nah…” 

“You know, I kinda feel like eating.”

“Now?” snapped Ann. “You just ate!”

“No, that was dessert. I mean real food.”

“Well, you can go if you want. I just want to relax.” And forget. How could that guy just move on like that? Did he seriously think her body was so disappointing? I guess he must get a lot of girls, but come on! I’ve got the goods! 

 Ren jumped up to his feet. “I’ll be back soon.” 

 Ann leaned back and grabbed her sunscreen. She squirted some out on her toned tummy and rubbed it in, trying to feel for the fat that wasn’t there. Seriously, what was the problem? Am I so bad compared to these other girls around here? 

 There was no satisfying answer so she closed her eyes and tried not to think about it anymore. Maybe it was just an emergency or something. Either way, I have no business talking to a guy I don’t even know. 

 She tried to do deep breaths to relax, and focused on the sound of the waves and the English chatter she could hear around her. Though her eyes were closed, she could feel the heat of the sun on her lids as the bright noon sun burned through them.

 But then the sun’s rays were blocked and a shadow came over her. “You’re b…” She spoke instantly, just assuming it would be Ren. As her eyes opened, though, she could see the massive black stud from before towering over her, leaning in slightly. 

“Hello there,” he said in a strange-sounding accent. “How’s it going?”

“It’s going well…” said Ann slowly, her face muscles barely able to move from the shock. It was a surprise, but a welcome one. He’s here! He came. What am I supposed to say? Oh, god, he’s looking right at me. Smile, you idiot, smile!

 An awkward smirk came over her and the guy grinned down, his whole face radiating friendliness and warmth despite his manly jaws and cheekbones. “I was hesitating to come over, since I wasn’t sure you spoke English. I heard you speaking in Japanese before, so…” 

“I’m a quarter English. Or, well, what I mean to say is that I’m a quarter white.”

“Lot of white people don’t speak English.” 

“That’s very, very true,” Ann admitted, feeling like an idiot. “I’m a quarter American.”

“And four quarters gorgeous.” He winked. 

 He’s hitting on me. Something fluttered inside of her. Ann knew she should’ve said something back but nothing came to mind. A total blank. “It’s very hot and sunny.”

“Yeah. Definitely. That’s kinda why people come here, I think.” 

“Yeah. Probably. Me too, actually.” 

 He started laughing and she blushed, knowing it must’ve been due to her stupid comments. Come, get a grip. Get it together.

 The stud grabbed her bottle of sunscreen and read the label. “This isn’t strong enough for a girl like you. You’re pretty pale.”

“Oh, well, we didn’t bring any and my boyfriend just bought the first bottle he saw. You know how guys are.” 

 He tossed the bottle high into the air and caught it again effortlessly. “I’m Jacques,” he said, shaking her hand.

“Hi, Jack.”

“No, not Jack. Jacques. Don’t worry. You’ll get it eventually.”  

 They passed a few moments in silence and he let his gaze go over the beach. “We should put you in the shade before you toast,” he suggested.

 Ann giggled awkwardly. “Yeah…” 

“But you should really put some more lotion on. Let me help you out.” He squeezed some on her tummy then put his palm over it and gently started rubbing. “How’s that?” 

 Looking down at the black hand rubbing her white stomach made shudder. He’s touching me in front of everyone. But she was so captivated by watching his dark fingers skimming across her lubricated skin that she couldn’t look away. 

 Jacques watched her intently, using his precise hand movements to gauge her response to his touch. He slid his hand down and bumped it against the bridge made by her bikini bottoms across her hip bones. The slippery hand went past it and almost touched her groin area, but quickly came back up and arched down to the side and progressed up towards her ribcage. 

 Ann was so worked up that her every breath was a struggle, her full breasts heaving up and down on her chest. But the excitement of it was so intense that her brain barely worked. The blonde just surrendered to the touch of his skilled hand, letting him rub whatever he thought was necessary. 

 Jacques squeezed the bottle and rope of sunscreen fell and coiled right between her deep cleavage. He tossed the bottle aside, then moved his leg across and straddled her gently. Ann could only gaze up at his Herculean body, lusting after the powerful muscles and chocolate dark skin. But it was the feeling of his huge cock grazing lightly over her tummy as it hung down. She drank up the sight of it, her mouth open and nearly drooling at the thought of a big dick like that. God, it must feel incredible. It’s so fucking huge. 

 The stud tenderly pressed his fingertips along her ribcage, smiling down at her and winking every so often. His intentions were transparent, but Ann could not care less - in fact, she welcomed them. The likelihood was that she wanted him more than he wanted her. 

 The strong fingers came up and rubbed against the sides of her breasts. The tiny triangles of fabric of the bikini top couldn’t dream of covering up the teen’s huge boobs, and the black stud made the best of it by rubbing everything apart from her nipples. 

 His fingers came between her breasts and Ann gasped and arched as a wave of tingling pleasure went through her. “Shhh, easy,” Jacques told her, his strong black hands gripping her midriff. They were so big that they easily went around the model’s waist and Ann realized how comfortably he would hold her if he decided to fuck her. Just like a toy.

 Then his hands went over her breasts and groped them fully, kneading them between his amazing fingers. There was no more pretense that this was a massage, but Ann just giggled and cooed, loving the feeling of him. His hands were so strong and tough. And his daring for doing this out in the open was crazy. Not even Ren would do something like this, and I’m his girlfriend.  

 As her head tilted back in a state of euphoria and saw the upside down world, she suddenly caught sight of Ren and panicked. “He’s coming!” she yelled. “He’s coming.” 

 Ann expected that Jacques would jump off of her and run off; he instead flipped her around. The strong black hands squeezed out more sunscreen over her back and went to work.

 By the time her boyfriend got there, the whole thing glistened from his touch. “Honey!” said Ann preemptively. “This is my friend, Jacques. I was right that he looked familiar, we worked together one time.” 

 Ren was staring down at her pale back getting massaged by the bull’s huge fingers cautiously. “I see.” 

“Don’t worry, he’s totally gay.” Her mind rushed to think of more things to say to disarm the situation. But it was easier to just get rid of him. “Do you mind getting me a drink, please? Just a quick one. I promise I’ll reward you after…” 

 Thankfully, her boyfriend went along with her demand, though it was clear he was still suspicious. And how couldn’t he be? Saying he’s gay only goes so far…

 Jacques repositioned himself suddenly she could feel his whole dick grinding against her ass. “That’s much better,” he whispered. “We’re going to get every inch of you nice and rubbed up.” 

 Ann bit her lips and shivered. Just the feeling of that big black cock pressed against her ass through two layers of fabric felt better than her boyfriend’s tiny dick did inside of her. She could feel the twitching shaft going all the way across her ass and past it. There’s no way this is real, is it? Is he seriously this big? 

 The stud came all the way down and kissed her shoulders, then moved her head to the side to kiss her neck and ear. Ann could see people staring over at their display of interracial love, gossiping and jerking their heads to point it out, but she didn’t care one bit. 

 Jacques took her earlobe between his lips and stretched it naughtily. “Hope you’re enjoying yourself.”

“I am,” said Ann happily. “I am…”

“Why don’t you come see me in my room after this? We can have some quiet time. Maybe I’ll get you even more relaxed. It’s room 47. You got that?” 

“Room 47,” she repeated wistfully. “The best number.” 

 The stud laughed at her eagerness and raised his torso, then scooted away from her butt. Ann was sad to feel the powerful and heated cock leave her plump cheeks, but she could feel the lotion pouring over them right after. 

 Jacques started massaging her thighs going all the way up to her ass, and his fingertips moved towards her inner thighs, too, going so close that they bumped against her pussy and made her moan helplessly. 

 He put one finger under her bikini bottoms and lifted, then stretched them and made them go between her ass to leave her cheeks naked. He slathered on another batch of sunscreen, now using his hands to knead her ass so roughly that Ann put a finger in her mouth to bite down on. He’s so strong. This is amazing. “You’re amazing,” she whispered, though it was too far for him to hear, thankfully. She had already embarrassed herself enough.  

 He finished her off with two loud smacks to each cheek, then stood up. “I’ll leave you now. Miss?...” 

“Ann,” she said, gushing with love for him. Her eyes bore into him. “I’m Ann.” 

 He took her pale hand and slowly brought it to his lips and rose after a parting kiss. “I will see you soon, my darling Ann. Come alone, and come fast.” 

 Ann wondered who this gorgeous and powerful Casanova was. More than that, she wondered how long it would be until she could get to see him. Her body ached for more of his touch, and her mouth watered at the thought of that cock. Though she hadn’t found the willpower to suck off Ren and never even thought of doing oral before, she suddenly wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees and slavishly prostrate herself before Jacques. To be his to use in any way he wanted. 

 A little part of her died once his big muscular back went out of view. Ren appeared soon after with a drink. “Here you go.” 

 Ann took it, trying to act naturally. “Thanks so much.” 

 Ren looked around. “Where’s your friend?”

 The blonde slurped on the drink nonchalantly. “Had to go back to his boyfriend.”

“Oh.” That seemed to satisfy the boyfriend. 

 Ann folded her hands in front of her and put her head down and closed her eyes, melting away in the heat. I can’t wait.  



 As the day put distance between Ann’s encounter and her life with her boyfriend, she was starting to feel somewhat guilty about what she had done. Ren’s never lied to me, and he’s always helped me out… 

 Sacrificing their cute and endearing relationship for pure sexual gratification felt like a total betrayal. Ann would’ve severely judged and spoken-ill of any person that did a thing like that, let alone another girl that was lucky enough to get a handsome and smart boyfriend.

 I’m lucky enough to have gotten away with everything that just happened, she kept thinking. A part of her was actually shocked that she had allowed herself to be groped that way in public by a black guy. Ren was nice enough not to doubt her portrayal of events, which helped - because at this point she could barely recall what she had told him then in the heat of the moment. The arousal had built up to take over her brain. 

 Presently, Ann swam near the shore and looked at the sun dipping in the distant horizon, its orange glow reflecting over the waters. The teen swam back to shore and squeezed the water out of her hair, feeling the gazes of every man in her radius checking out her swaying boobs. She ignored them and headed back to Ren, who was lounging comfortably and texting on the phone. “Ryuji sent me a picture.” 

 He flashed her a meme on his phone and Ann tried to laugh despite her poor mood. “Should we go? We said we might go out for a walk later.” 

 Ren checked the time and got up. “Sure thing.” 

 The two packed their stuff and headed back to the hotel. As they went up the elevator and walked down the hallway, Ann looked at the numbers on the doors, unable to get the black stud’s number out of her mind. 47, he said. These are all 60s and 70s, so it must be on the floor below. Not that it mattered, of course. She wouldn’t be seeing Jacques again. Ann wished she could erase the number of his room out of her mind. 

 The couple got into the shower together and Ren started kissing her as his hands wandered over her body. “You’re so hot,” he told her. “I love how everyone stares after you.” 

 Ann grimaced as he grabbed her ass, remembering the rough way Jacques had massaged it before. She didn’t want to make comparisons, but it was difficult to ignore that Ren’s touch did not feel nearly as strong and experienced…

 Her boyfriend started stroking himself and rubbing the head of his cock against her pussy. Ann realized he meant to put it inside and spread her thighs open submissively. As he lifted her up against the wall and pushed his whole shaft in, Ann faked a wild reaction. “Oh, it’s so good!~” she kept saying. “Baby, you’re so big. I can’t take this.” 

 The blonde caressed his back with her long fingers as the lukewarm shower struck their heated bodies, feeling Ren getting tense under her touch. Her head rested on his shoulder, looking bored, emotionlessly, completely disinterested while he pumped away with everything he got. Ann could barely feel a thing. “Oh, it’s so good,” she said lazily. “So fucking good. You’re amazing.” 

 Ren shook and pulled out right before he came, spilling it all on the shower flower. He pressed his face into her breasts. “That was amazing.”

“For me too,” Ann lied. “Let’s stop for now though, we’ll be late.” 

 As he stepped out of the shower, Ann eyed his small little dick with hatred. Why are you so tiny? she wanted to ask it. Who made you that way? What are you supposed to do at that size? Really, guys with dicks this small should’ve come with a warning, like labels on produce. Ann could never leave her loving boyfriend because of his inability to fuck her; but she wouldn’t have entered a relationship with him had she known the sex would be this completely pathetic and unsatisfying.

 Ren watched TV as she went through her usual self-care routine, and then the two started getting dressed to go out. Outside, it was now entirely dark. Ann thought of going out in a dress, but she felt too lazy for it given the extreme heat; instead, she pulled on a pair of frayed jean shorts and put on her bikini top. 

 Her boyfriend gave her a long look. “What?” Ann asked. 

“Nothing,” he said. “You look great.” 

 The two went out of the hotel hand in hand and made their way to the town center. They walked around for at least an hour, checking out various places where they could grab a bite. 

 They finally settled on one that caught their eye from outside and entered to talk to the aged mustached man working as a greeter. “You’re lucky,” he told Ren in simple English, gesticulating at the same time. “We only have one table left.” 

 However, when the greeter finally saw Ann’s attire, or lack thereof, he paused graciously. “Does the lady perhaps have a top to put on?”

“Uhm, not on me…”

 Ren looked over towards the table with a grumbling stomach. “He won’t let us in? Or what’s happening?”

“Why don’t you take the table?” Ann suggested. “I’ll just head back and put on something. You can order for me too.” 

 Her boyfriend seemed relieved that they could still eat here. “Sure, I’ll wait.” 

 Ann took off back towards the hotel, annoyed that she had to go all the way back. Now that she was alone and had no one to speak to, her mind was wandering again, and it returned to Jacques and her noon adventure. She wondered if perhaps it would be polite to stop by and tell him they could not see each other. After all, he was so nice. It would be awkward if they met again without anything being explained. 

 Convincing herself that it would be okay to see him under these circumstances, Ann went over to his door as soon as she got to the hotel. She stared at the gleaming metal numbers over the door and gulped, then knocked. 

 Maybe he isn’t here, she thought after a long wait. 

 But then the door opened and Jacques stood before her wearing a pair of shorts. “Miss Ann,” he said smoothly, “come in.”

 Ann really wanted to just have a quick talk by the door but ended up going in, clutching her purse. “I’m sorry to drop om so out of the blue, but I wanted to talk to you about earlier today.”

 Jacques went over to the bed and threw himself on top. As he put his arms under his head for support, Ann could see the huge biceps flexing and watched his abs move with his slow breaths. More importantly, she could see the huge cock perfectly wrapped in the tight fabric of the shorts, snugly pressed against his thigh. 

 Ann tore her eyes away from it and tried to look towards the turned-off TV, only to see the stud’s reflection in the dead screen. “I, uh, don’t think I can see you again. I’m really sorry about that. I would just feel bad for my boyfriend. But I’m grateful for our time today and I wanted to say thank you.” 

 He sat up at the edge of the bed. “Miss Ann. Why in the world would you say that?” 

“Because… I have a boyfriend. He’s really good to me, you know? I just can’t do this to him. Even if…” Her eyes drank in his gorgeous black body and sent a shiver down her spine. “Even if I want to.” 

 Jacques got up and strolled over to her. Ann took an instinctive step back and met the wall. When they interacted previously it was difficult to tell just how much bigger he was than her. But as he stood right in front of her now, his body was like a human shield. He towered over her with over a head difference, his sculpted body buff enough that it looked like it could’ve stopped a truck. The teen stared at his huge arm and stunning pec muscle and wanted nothing more than to nuzzle between them and run her hands up and down his hard abs.

“I was planning on showing you a really good time,” he said.

“Y-Yeah,” Ann whispered lightly. “I know.” 

 Jacques brought his hand up and caressed her face, gently rubbing a thumb along her lower lip. “I wish you’d change your mind.” 

 Ann could already feel him changing her mind. It was easy to say no from a distance, but being right next to him was so difficult… Not only was his body irresistible, but his charm was sweet and the slightest touch from him made her soaking wet. “I want you so much,” she confessed breathlessly. “It’s just so complicated.” 

 His dark fingers went through her golden hair slowly and lovingly as he attempted to diffuse the tension from her body. “It’s not. Your boyfriend is a small-dicked loser.” 

“Don’t say that!...” Ann told him, but she bit her lip and stared into his eyes transfixed nonetheless .

“It’s true. Do you know how many Japanese couples come to Hawaii? It’s a known thing that the women try to hook up with foreign men because their own can’t satisfy them. There’s nothing to be ashamed about. It’s your boyfriend that should be ashamed.” 

 Ann knew she should’ve disagreed. Fought him bitterly on the point and convince him that Ren was actually enough for her. But the person she could not convince was herself. Apart from eating her out, there was nothing her boyfriend could do. He was confident and stunning, but in an androgynous way rather than the raw masculinity of Jacques. 

 As the stud put his hands on her hips, she could no longer resist. She stood up on the tips of her toes and went in for a kiss, instantly connecting her mouth to his. Ann savored the taste of him as his black fingers moved along her pale and delightfully young body. He was definitely older than her by at least ten years, but that only made it better. She wanted to be the plaything of an experienced man and not some just-turned-eighteen boy that was as clueless as she was. 

 Though they had barely spent half an hour together in total, the way Jacques touched her body was so intimate and profoundly aware of her own body’s workings that it felt like he had years of experience with her. He knew exactly which part he could knead roughly and get her blood pumping, but also which delicate spots needed to be handled with gentleness and care, in a way that Ren simply could not figure out. So this is what being with a real man feels like…

 As he moved his hands down her flat tummy and flat ass, Ann was finally able to feel him back. Her dainty long fingers rushed over his massive form, feeling his hard muscles flexing beneath her touch. It was an intoxicating feeling that left her wanting to worship every inch of his body. “I need you,” she whispered in between kisses. 

 Jacques grinned and smacked her ass. “I think it’s time for you to get a little gift.” 

 The stud put a hand on her head and Ann knelt before him as instructed. Before her she could see the throbbing big black cock in his shorts. “You can take it out,” he said.

 Ann gave his thigh a kiss as her fingers grabbed the waistband and tugged. She watched the shorts come down slowly. She got goosebumps as soon as the thick and veiny base of his cock was revealed, but she could not believe just how long it went. The moment the shorts left it entirely, the cock sprang up and gently slapped her face. 

 Jacques laughed and caressed her cheek. “That doesn’t hurt, does it?” 

 Ann was too mesmerized by the sight before her to pay attention. This thing is huge. Looking at it made her feel somewhat afraid and wondering if she could even take a thing like that. It was so much bigger than Ren’s that the two compared together would’ve appeared as entirely different species.

 The blonde innocently lifted her arm up for comparison and giggled nervously. “Wow. It’s bigger than my forearm.”

“Thicker too,” Jacques noted proudly. “Is your boyfriend this big?”

 Ann brushed her hair back anxiously. “No. Not even close.”

“How big is he? Show me on my dick.” 

 Ann used her index finger to measure and stopped at nearly a quarter down his cock. But it wasn’t even that big. “You’re just huge. There’s no way I can take this thing.” 

 Jacques suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted her eyes up to him. It was a surprisingly domineering move that he hadn’t shown so far. “I want you to kiss it. To make love to it. To worship it. You don’t have to take it.” He paused and a mischievous smile spread across his face. “I’ll give it to you.” 

 The way he said those words made her so wet that Ann reached down to touch herself. The moment he released her, she brought her lips to the shaft and gave it its first kiss. I’m doing it, she thought. I’m cheating on my boyfriend. Poor Ren was waiting for her back at the restaurant, and here she was indulging in her most base desires. 

 The cock was way too big to take inside her mouth, but Ann used both her hands to massage it and let her lips move up and down the length of the shaft. The thing was huge as it was, but not yet hard, and she could feel it pulsating and hardening in her grip as time went on. She brought up the head and stared at the huge dickhole as if it were an eye, then gave it a loving kiss that soon brought the whole tip into her mouth. The teen lapped at his dick obediently and lathered it in her sloppy hot drool, working the shaft with an enthusiasm she had never felt for anything else. This was, without a doubt, the most amazing thing she had ever seen. 

“That’s right, you’re doing a good job.” Jacques did not moan helplessly as Ren did whenever they did anything. Instead, the older man talked to her in a tender but firm, almost paternal manner as he caressed her head. “Keep trying to open that mouth wide. I know you can take it.” 

 Ann was afraid of looking goofy. There was no other time when she had ever opened her mouth as far as it would go, and she was a little surprised now at just how far back she could pull her jaw and stretch her lips. It was enough for his throbbing head to pass into her mouth and nestle against her cheek.

 With her lower face warped around his BBC, Ann could only imagine like what a stupid little slut she must’ve looked. But as her gaze went up to Jacques, he wiped a tear from her eye. “You look so beautiful with that cock in your mouth. Incredibly beautiful.” 

 Ann blushed and used her tongue and spit to pleasure him, using the interior of her mouth to suction his head as she stimulated the tip. For the first time, Jacques tossed his head back and exhaled slowly. 

 The teen could tell that his big black cock was growing in strength and watched as the veins around the shaft flared, pumping blood to swell it to a monstrous proportion. She took it out of her mouth and slurped up the drool from the head, tasting him, then stroked him vigorously with both her hands. As the head throbbed violently just inches away from her sight, she could see the first thick drop of precum forming at the dickhole and wave of emotion went through her. 

 Her tongue went up slowly towards it, careful not to miss, and scooped up the precum right into her mouth. She tasted it, feeling a flood of emotion and arousal as the alpha’s seed connected to her receptive taste buds and flowed down into her tummy. 

“You’re so fucking hot,” Jacques snapped. He grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up, then kissed her as he stripped her clothing. 

 The stud took off everything and appreciatively moved his fingers across her body, flicking her sensitive nipples and clitty in passing. Ann trembled and put her hands lovingly over his face. “I want you to use me however you want.” 

 Jacques gave her a look, then grabbed her dominantly by the neck. “Is that so? What about your boyfriend? Won’t he mind?” 

 Ann thought back to poor Ren. He must have been waiting for her at the restaurant. He would probably get suspicious after a while. But she would have to come up with something. Poor Ren. He doesn’t deserve this… But the thought of abandoning Jacques to go back to that tiny cock hurt her even more. He doesn’t deserve to be betrayed but I don’t deserve to be stuck with that small a dick either. Just for one night, I want to experience something real. That’s it. Just one night. 

 Jacques led her to the bed and Ann got on her back for him, spreading her legs to present her pussy. But the stud shook his head and laughed. “Not like that.” 

 He lifted her up on all fours then positioned himself behind her. Ann could feel him rubbing his twitching head against her pussy and gasped with excitement. Jacques slipped two fingers inside of her dripping pussy and used them to fuck her briefly while he stroked himself. 

 Ann lowered her head into the pillow, her ass already trembling from his touch. Though Ren was too small, the two fingers together fingerfucking her like that were already big enough for her, yet they were nowhere near as big as his BBC. For the first time, Ann hesitated, wondering if it might be better to keep it to just fingers and mouth stuff. Then it wouldn’t even be cheating…

 But as she considered all of this the black bull had already positioned his rock hard dick against her pussy and slammed it in mercilessly with one vigorous thrust. The poor teen felt like someone had splintered her from the inside and screamed at first, then squealed, reaching back in panic to try and take him out. “Wait!...” 

 Jacques gave her a playful slap and forced her head back down into the pillow. “Shhh. I know what I’m doing, little girl.” 

 As he took it out and sent it in again, slower this time, and Ann let out a small squeal. She could feel the rod stretching her out and filling her up, and though the initial impact had scared and hurt, she was starting to relish the feeling of having that much pressure exerted inside. 

 Jacques slammed it in a third time, as hard as the first, and the teen shrieked with delight. The stud grinned and grabbed onto her small waist. “See, I knew you’d enjoy it. You just need a man to teach you how to fuck.” 

 Ann turned her head to look over at him, in disbelief at the fact that her small slender body was getting destroyed by a black guy this big and strong. He’s going to ruin me. But the thought excited her more than anything. He was going to stretch her out so much that there was a chance she wouldn’t feel Ren at all anymore, and might be so loose that her boyfriend could no longer take pleasure in her. How humiliating that would be for him, to thrust into his girlfriend’s pussy knowing it was stretched by a black cock to be made property of BBC for life. 

 The phone rang. 

 Ann immediately snapped out of her daydreams and tried to stand up to answer, but Jaques calmed her down. “Let me get that for you.” 

 He got down and got her purse, then brought the phone over to her. Ann’s hand shook with so much anxiety that she could barely answer Ren’s call.

“Honey, where are you?” he asked with annoyance. “I’m waiting for you.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve had an accident on the way…”

“What accident?”

“Uhm, some guy was hurt and he needed to call an emergency. I was the only one there.” It was stupid, but it was the only thing that came to mind.

“Well, are you coming?”

 Jaques puts his dick against her lips and Ann shuddered again, moaning softly against the phone. She wanted to answer her boyfriend but she could only coo and tremble as she felt the massive shaft making its way inside of her again.

“Ann? Are you there?”

“Yes, honey. I’m sorry, I’m a little bit shook.” 

 Jacques gave her ass a loud slap and pulled back her hair. “Does he want to come watch?” he asked teasingly. “I’m okay with it if you are.” 

 Scared that her boyfriend might hear that, she pressed the phone down into the pillow and tried to cover it up with her hands. “Honey, I’ll try to talk to you there, okay?” said Ann.

“Wait, but how long is it until you get here? Are you on the way?” 

 The stud started thrusting into her at a fast pace, making her fat ass clap as his heavy balls slapped against her pussy. It was so loud in Ann’s head that she could not imagine Ren being unable to hear it. “I’ll be there soon!” she insisted.

“When? Are you on the way?” 

 Jacques stared intently into her eyes and grinned, fucking her to be as loud as possible. He’s trying to get me caught! Asshole! And yet she could only smile knowingly back at him at the thought of getting railed by this black alpha while her Asian boyfriend was on the phone.

“Baby, I’m nearly done getting dressed,” she told him. “You’re only slowing me down.” 

 Jacques lowered himself on top of her and kissed her back and neck audibly, licking his way up to her ear. He put his wet tongue inside and let his spit trickle down into her ear as she heard Ren in the other one. 

“I really need to go now!” she said. “See you in a bit.”

“Ann, wa-” 

 She hung up, terrified he might’ve heard anything, and threw the phone to the floor. Immediately her hands went behind to caress Jacques head as he pounded her from behind, every muscle of his powerful body working to ruin her young pussy. 

“You’re so fucking tight. How small is your boyfriend if he couldn’t fuck this?” he asked, laughing grimly. 

 Ann cooed lovingly and licked her lips. “Oh, fuck, baby… I told you, he’s really small. He’s not big like you.”

“He doesn’t have to be big. Just sounds like he’s got no dick at all. Are Asian guys really such losers?” 

 Ann beamed joyfully as he drove his cock all the way down to his balls. “Fuuuuuuck!” she cried, giggling like a little girl. “You’re so amazing. I love your big black cock. I love it so much.”

“I asked you something. Are all Asian guys such losers?”

“Yes,” said Ann confidently. “They are.” 

 The teen thought back to how he had bought her excuse earlier in the afternoon. If any other man had seen a huge black guy with oiling up his girlfriend’s almost-naked body, they would’ve immediately intervened. But the fucking wimp just watched it happen and bought her excuses. She had sent him for a drink and he went to get it! He’s such a naive kid. That was the real difference between them. Ren was still a kid at heart even if he had become a young man, but she was a mature woman now that needed a real man despite barely being legal. 

“Remember how I asked him to get me a drink?” she told Jacques, giggling. “I’m so bad…”

 The bull pushed the blonde locks out of her face and came down for a kiss. “That’s what he deserves for being an Asian loser,” he said matter-of-factly, and Ann knew that he was totally right. 

 She kissed him back and sucked his tongue greedily into her mouth, relishing the might of his BBC as it grinded her young pussy down into a raw hole. Every time he pushed in her entire body responded to his massive size, tingles shooting all the way to the tips of her toes. 

 Jacques fucked her like that for a few good minutes, using his athletic body to pump her into wet hot mess while they made out. Ann searched for his hand and found it, romantincally linking her fingers with his as she let the taste of him flood her mouth and the shape of his godlike black cock reshape her pussy into one that would be black only. There’s no way I can take Ren again after this. No way. 

 The stud lifted and turned her on her back, leaving his throbbing cock to rest over her stomach. Ann watched it going almost all the way up to her ribcage and was amazed to think that whole thing went inside of her. “Wow.” 

“You’ve been a really good girl for me,” he said, giving her a fatherly kiss on the forehead. 

 It filled her with so much pride that she blushed and averted her eyes bashfully. “Thank you, sir…” 

“I’m going to fuck you even harder now.” Jacques lifted his brows. “You think you’re ready for that?”

 Ann shrugged innocently. “I don’t know. But if it makes you happy, I want you to do it.” 

 He grinned even harder and kissed her again, not only on the forehead, but on each cheek and the tip of her nose. “Such a good little girl. I love you.” 

“I love you too,” Ann declared, feeling her heart swelling for him. Though as she looked at his dick thinking about it filling her up, she did wonder about the seed… “What about a condom?” 

 Jacques grabbed his cock at the base and slapped it teasingly over her belly. “Can you think of any condom that could fit this?” 

 Ann giggled and reached down to caress it gently. “Not really…” 

 He brought the head down to her pussy and started inserting. He winked. “Your pussy is the only condom I need.” 

 The stud thrust into her with all his strength again, sending his dick so deep that Ann tossed her head back and let out a scream. “Fuck!” 

 Jacques lowered himself on top of her and locked his arms behind her head, getting her into a proper mating press, dark eyes boring down into hers as his lower body pistoned her silly. “Is this what you want?” 

 It came so fast and so hard that Ann could barely think. She wrapped her legs and arms around his immense body, giving up to him entirely, trusting that he would know how to use her to extract the most pleasure. And that was what mattered to her now more than anything else. Beyond getting fucked, she wanted to make sure he left knowing she would always be his obedient and loving slut. 

 The teen traced her hands up along his muscular back as he fucked her, biting down on his neck to find support. “Fuck, baby…” she kept whispering. “You’re so big. So good…” 

 Jacques seemed to enjoy himself but he was nowhere near as worked up. He smiled down at her with a wolfish look and started ramming her even harder. The black ass flexed as it delivered each deep and powerful thrust, stretching out the tiny pussy every way to its fullest extent. 

 Ann scratched his back and slapped it, losing control of herself. “Fuck!” she yelled. “Fuck!” Her cries were so loud that she knew they likely resounded all the way into the hallway but she couldn’t help herself. It was just so big. Tearing her apart. “Fuuuck!” Tears of joy were in her eyes as she bit down on his strong shoulder and kissed the beautiful black skin. “I love you. I love your…” 

 His eyes went up, intrigued. 

 Ann blushed but did not hesitate. “I love your nigger dick.” 

 Jacques spit on her face and laughed. “Is that what you’re going to call me? You filthy slant-eyed bitch. You can’t even get your boyfriend to fuck you properly.”

 The teen licked his spit from her lips. “That’s what niggers are for. To fuck us and fill us up.” 

“Yeah?” He tightened his grip around her throat and choked her as his balls slapped against her pussy with each thrust. “And what are you for?” 

 The phone started ringing again and Ann could hear it buzzing against the floor. It didn’t matter. “I was made to be your slave and slut, of course.”

 Though she was afraid of calling him a slur at first, she could tell that he was getting turned on. He put both his hands around her neck and thrust in her so savagely as if he intended to hurt her. “Call me a nigger again,” he ordered. “Go on, baby. Say it.”

“I!... love!… your!… nigger!… cock!…” 

 He slapped her face hard then kissed her again. The two entered a perfect embrace, locking into the mating press as if they were two parts that went perfectly together, his amazing black cock fucking her pussy and making her shake till her entire body vibrated for him like a plucked string. 

 As Ren called her endlessly in the background, he pummeled her with a few final thrusts and delivered his load right into her pussy. Ann felt it and came in response, tearing his back with her nails and gripping him so hard with her legs that her thigh muscles hurt. 

 Jacques gave her another kiss and got up to grab her phone. 

 Breathless, Ann answered, “Honey?” 

“Where are you, Ann?!” 

 The blonde eyed the stunning male in front of her and his dripping cock. She grabbed it and brought it over to her mouth, giving it slow loving kisses as she held his eyes in pure worship. “Ann, what are you doing?” asked Ren, sounding worried.

“I’m finishing up some ice cream, sorry. I was feeling a little down and got some.”

“Ice cream? I don’t understand.” 

 She ran her tongue all over his dick, shamelessly cooing. “I just needed a little treat, that’s all. I miss home. I didn’t want to bum you out.”

“Well, the food’s ready,” he said, annoyed. “Are you coming?”

“Yeah. I’ll be right there.” 

 She gave the cock a loud kiss right as she ended the call. “Your cum tastes so good,” Ann said. “Too good.”

“As good as ice cream?”

 Ann smiled and milked another drop out of the big black cock. “Way, way better.” 



Three months later...

 The night table trembled as the bed knocked into it with each thrust of the bull’s BBC. Ann lay under him, kissing him as the sweat dripped down his powerful body. The two had been fucking on and off for the last five hours, and the blonde did not want him to stop for a second. She knew that this would be her one opportunity this month to get what she needed and she wasn’t going to let a single moment or drop of seed go to waste.

“Keep fucking me,” she told him. “I want everything to hurt when I go back to my boyfriend.” 

“This is the last time,” he grunted. “I gotta get back soon.” 

 Ann’s fingers dug into his hard ass and she bit her lip understandingly. “Alright.” 

 She closed her eyes and relished every moment of the huge cock stretching her out. She had started orgasming after the first twenty minutes and her pussy’s sensitivity had been heightened for the last few hours that it felt like she was coming nonstop. Every time that veiny cock grinded against her silky pussy and stretched it like an elastic Ann felt tingles of pleasure hitting every nerve in her body.

“Fuck!” she yelled out. “Fuck me, you American pig! You dirty nigger! Fuck me!” 

 The bull pistoned her wildly then quickly pulled out. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her down to the floor, then brought his twitching cockhead up to the teen’s face. Rope after rope of thick black cum plastered Ann’s face as she looked up at him, going into her hair, her eyelashes, and even her nostrils. 

“Fuck,” he said with a final roar like an animal. “Fuck that’s good.” 

 The stud grabbed the phone from the counter and snapped a quick photo of her. “Going to show your friends at the base?”

 He laughed. “You know I am. Don’t worry, this stuff doesn’t get out.” 

 Ann wouldn’t have cared if it did. After how many lies she got Ren to believe she was certain she could get him to doubt the authenticity of any photo, especially in these days of flawless photoshopping and deepfakes. 

 The blonde licked the cum off her lips then massaged the rest right into her face. He was starting to get dressed before she even got up, already ready to go. “Thanks for today,” he said.

“Thank you,” said Ann with a happy giggle. “Tell the others I say hi.” 

 Ever since she got back from Hawaii trip with Ren, things hadn’t been the same. Now when he fucked her she was not so much bored as actively frustrated and even annoyed. She had started cutting him out more and more from her pussy, making time instead for some black studs to satisfy her.

 Thankfully Tokyo had plenty of them with all the expats around and those stationed at the military base nearby. It couldn’t be every day, or even every week, but every so often Ann came up with the right excuse to disappear for an entire day and spend time with them. 

 Even a month ago, she would’ve taken a long shower after getting fucked to make sure her boyfriend suspected nothing. Now she put on her clothes without a worry despite the strong scent of aftersex, knowing he would neither question it nor comment on it. The last few times she had gaslit him so successfully that it silenced him for good. It’s almost sad, really, Ann thought. But somehow instead of inspiring pity in her, his weakness and refusal to fight back or question her only made her feel more vindicated in her acts of betrayal. He really is just a cuck beneath the strong and smooth act. 

 Ann left the hotel room of the Western-style hotel and headed down to grab one of the bullet trains. She was twenty minutes late to the Phantom Thieves meeting, and by the time she got there everyone had already arrived. 

 She noticed Ryuji and Yusuke arguing intensely as they stood opposite one another at the table, with Haru listening in actively trying to discern who was in the right. But her boyfriend was seated with Futaba and Makoto the either side, and Ann could see that Nijima slut giggling as as they looked up stuff on their phone.

“Hey!” yelled Ann. “What’s going on here?”

 Makoto raised her eyes. “Huh? What’s wrong?” 

 Ann dropped her design bag on the table with annoyance. “You’re sitting a little too close, don’t you think?” 

 Makoto lowered her gaze shamefully and moved away. “Sorry…” 

“Come on!” said Ren. “Seriously? I-”

 Ann slapped his face. “Don’t you talk that way. You don’t see me talking to other guys, do you? And if I do, it’s just for work or to help out the gang. I don’t appreciate you acting this way towards me.” At command, she made some tears come to her eyes. “You know I’m sensitive about other girls!”

 Ren stood up and took her in his arms to comfort her. “Hey, hey, that’s alright, I’m sorry. You know Makoto and I are just friends. I chose you, Ann. Everyone knows we’re together. We’re friends here! C’mon.” 

 Ann buried her head against his neck, trying to suppress the instinctive laugh. He’s so easy. But then he’s also lovable and sweet. Maybe he wasn’t capable of fucking her; but Ann couldn’t imagine another guy she’d want as a boyfriend. Sooner or later, maybe she could even get him to understand her other needs…

 After hugging her for another half a minute, Ren sniffed at her face. “What’s that? New perfume?”

 Ann smiled innocently. “This? It’s just a new cream I’m trying. I did some advertisements for it at the last gig and they gave me some as a gift.” 

 From the look in his eyes, Ann could tell he harbored a tiny suspicion. But he gulped it down, unwilling to start another fight that might send her back into crying in front of everyone. Especially not when that might give Ann a reason to make him pussyfree for another week or two. “That’s great,” said Ren quietly. “I’m glad.” 

 She sat down where Makoto used to be while the latter was relegated to grab a seat from another table and come stand next to Ryuji. “So,” said Ann, “what’s the plan?” 
