Chapter 5 - Rin Tohsaka (Fate/)


 Compared to the crowded bullet trains in Japan, Rin could sometimes get on the tube in London to find herself accompanied only by a handful of other people. 

 Prior to leaving Japan, she hadn’t thought much about sex or what effect the distance between her and Shiro would have on their relationships. He appeared to be stressed out about it, but these kinds of things just weren’t terribly important to her - after all, it was magic she was going after in Britain, not to find a new boyfriend.

 Her mind changed drastically less than a week after arriving in London. Going everywhere by herself attracted unwanted attention… a lot of it. That happened even in Japan, but the guys at home could at least pretend to be looking elsewhere; here, though, apart from a few decent-seeming men that averted their gaze from her hot little body, others not only stared aggressively, but catcalled after her and tried to take underskirt pics.

 The first time Rin got assaulted she went pale, at a loss for words. She had noticed the black guys that boarded the tube with her but didn’t think much of it. They language they spoke in was completely unfamiliar and unintelligible, and she could hear them laughing like dumb oafs as they snapped pictures of her, but they weren’t exactly a threat.

“Japanese?” they kept asking in English. 

 Rin ignored them but they got closer and formed a circle around her. “Japanese?” one of them asked again. Rin looked away smugly. Are they going to make me take them out? Seriously!

 Cool air brushed against her warm butt as one of them lifted her skirt. Rin moved her hands back to put the skirt back into place, but one of the guys twisted her arm viciously. “Stop!” he yelled. She yelped weakly and tried to move away, amazed that they would have the audacity to do such a thing! But next she could feel their black hands grabbing and squeezing her ass, smacking it around like dough and bouncing it in their palms. 

“So big!” one of them said in her ears. “So big on Japan!” 

 Rin grinned with displeasure. What do these guys think they know about Japan? She had a mind to put them through the most agonizing pain they ever experienced for disrespecting her in such a vile way, but letting them appreciate her ass only to walk away and leave them blueballed seemed like a much better punishment. They’re never going to get a girl like me.

 But the rough way they toyed with her slender and sensitive body was having a surprising but intended effect on her. Rin hadn’t realized it before, but she was pretty horny deep down. All the pent-up arousal after weeks of doing nothing but planning her trip came to the fore in this moment, soaking her panties as they toyed with her. 

 I should go home, she thought. But as the doors opened at her station, Rin remained in place, allowing the black guys to feel her up. There were people beyond the opening that wanted to get in, but none dared enter as they saw what was happening. The humiliation of it all made her blush and sent a shiver running through her. These damned thugs… they have no idea how to act in a civilized place…

 Somehow, though, they were making her feel things so intense that she wanted to let them do more and see what might happen…

 Rin let them take her to their place and use her however they wanted until morning.

 That was the first night that she got blacked, fucked so hard that she shuddered just to think of it the day after. She had come to London to learn and develop her abilities, but the only thing on her mind now was sex. Sex, sex, sex… 

 I’m young, she thought. It’s normal to want these things. And I’m here all alone. No matter what, none of this will matter in the end…

 So started her betrayal of Shiro and the justifications for falling further and further into slutty ways. Rin always wore her skirt and thigh highs regardless of the perverts that fetishizied it; but now she did it consciously, hiking up the skirt a little higher to give a tantalizing glimpse of her thick ass and let them all consider the pale thighs they could have around their bodies if they tried their chance. 

 There were so many guys throwing themselves at her that she had her pickings every evening just on the way back home. But it was the black guys she wanted - ideally the ones that came with a whole group of friends, though she could make exceptions depending on her mood.

 They weren’t all the same: some tried warming up to her by pretending to be friendly, especially the ones that were natives and spoke flawless English. With those Rin loved to play the part of the silly, shy Japanese girl. Others were more like the Yakuza dumbasses at home that just saw something they wanted and were entitled enough to think they could have it. But either way, Rin was always entertained and always satisfied. Whether they smelled of perfume or reeked of alcohol, whether they wore impeccable suits or stained shirts, she was ready to give them all a chance. 

 So long as they came with a big black cock and fucked her brains out, Rin was up for it. 

 Tonight was actually her anniversary with Shiro. It should’ve been a romantic time for such a young couple, but Rin was getting on the tube to find her date for the night instead. She had more or less told him that she was “experimenting” out of loneliness but she wasn’t sure he fully understood what that meant - a lot of it was sheer denial. 

 He really only had himself to blame. He had been Rin’s first, which meant that he could’ve won her over forever with ease. But even with her virginity sacrificed and all that goodwill he had never matched her toys, and Rin said as much. And now that she had discovered the joy of BBC…

“Evening,” said a deep voice behind her. 

 Rin glanced over her shoulder and saw the tall guy there staring at her. Skin as dark as as she was pale, with kind eyes. The guy wore a cream-colored corduroy suit with a light pink tie. He was heavyset and bald, his face entirely shaven, though there was a hardness to his look that was mismatched with his choice of clothing.

“Evuningu~” said Rin, doing her best to sound as idiotic as possible.

 Holding onto the hand holder above, he smiled and leaned in closer. “I see you have that map. You need any help?”

“I Japanese…” A stupid smile crept over her face and she bowed low. “Riru conufuzu…” 

 He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. “A little confused? Don’t worry, we can straighten this out. Let me see…” 

 Rin played the part of the dumbfounded Japanese tourist and blushed at everything he said. The guy was almost two heads taller than her and likely three times her body weight and age. His cock, though, was big enough that she could see the shadow of it against his thigh. 

“You know, I’m headed to visit my son,” he said. “Why don’t you come with me? He’ll drive me back home, so he can just take you there after.” 

 Father and son? That was perverted even by her new standards, and Rin bit her lip at the thought. It would be a nice way to celebrate her anniversary.

“I’m Thomas, by the way.” 

 Rin took Thomas meekly by the hand and left the tube with him, then let her guide him back to his son’s place. They were going up the stairs of the building when Shiro called her.

“I can’t talk right now,” Rin snapped quietly into her phone, her harsh Japanese echoing up the staircase. “I’m going to someone’s place. I’ll call you back.” 

 The young stud that opened the door was just what she wanted. There was a resemblance with his father, but he was insanely muscular and even taller. “Brought a friend,” said Thomas. “Hope you don’t mind.” 

 His son scanned rin up and down and smiled. “Not at all. Come right on in.”

 The son’s name was also Thomas, though he said she could just call him Tom. 

“You got anything to drink?” asked Thomas, the father.

“No,” said Tom. “I’ll go grab something real quick.” 

 The older man put an arm around Rin’s waist and pulled her close. “I want to give Rin here a good time.” 

 As soon as the son was out the door, Thomas sat down on the couch in the living room and pulled her in his lap. His massive hand came down to her thigh and then caressed until he was under her skirt. “I really love how meek and pliable Japanese girls are,” he said, putting aside some of the pretense and speaking to her in a low growl that almost came across as a threat should she want to pull away after taking so much of his time.

 This guy knows what he’s doing, Rin thought, feeling an intense pang of arousal. He’s probably fucked thousands of girls. When it came to Shiro, just the idea that he was talking to another girl irritated her - he was her boyfriend, her property; but when it came to these amazing black bulls, the more pussies they claimed, the greater their status, and the hornier Rin felt about becoming one more slutty face in their memory.

 Thomas kissed her gently on the cheek and slipped his thumb into her mouth. Rin sucked on it hard, giving him an idea of what she was ready to do. He chuckled, then French kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth with his tongue as his strong black fingers felt up every inch of her body, happy with what he found. He squeezed her perky tits under the shirt, then rubbed her pussy through her panties, noticing how scorching and moist they were already.

 Today is my anniversary, Rin reminded herself. She wondered idly how Shiro would react if he were here to watch. It wasn’t a problem now, but she would have to get him accustomed to the cuckold way of life once she went back home. 

 By the time Tom got back Thomas had fingered her into a wet mess. He set the beer packs on the table and glanced over. “I see you two have been busy.” 

 Rin gave up all pretense too and rubbed desperately at Thomas’ crotch. Sensing her eagerness, he set her down on the floor and let her unzip his pants and take out his cock. 

 Tom cracked a beer open and watched as he took a sip. “They’re always into it.”

“The Japs?” The father sniggered and put a hand over Rin’s head. “They know their place.” 

 Rin stroked the majestic shaft and placed her face right up next to it. It always turned her on to see it stretching far above her eyesight, towering against her face like the mighty monolith of some sacred tribal faith. She licked herself in anticipation and pressed her lips against it, kissing all the way down to his balls. Then she stuffed them into her mouth and sucked on them in worship as her fingers traced over every bump in his powerful big black cock, the muscles in her pussy already contracting at the thought of milking it dry. It always amazed her how much bigger they were than Shiro. It must be what… five times the size? She had always been uncomfortable with her small chest, but at least her ass more than made up for it - how Japanese guys made peace with their tiny dicklets, though, was beyond her. 

 Tom gulped down his beer then came over and pulled Rin to her feet, peeling off her clothes as his father watched. “Have you ever been fucked by two guys at the same time?” 

 Her beautiful round ass was fully revealed now and they both reached out to caress it. 

 Rin shook her head, trying to bring back a little bit of that comical Japanese innocence. “Iie~” 

 Both their hands were squeezing her butt, smacking her asscheeks and jiggling them around, impressed by what a bouncy bubble but they found on a Japanese girl. They sure enjoy playing with it... If there was one thing Rin learned by now with certainty, it was that these black guys all loved her ass.

 The two men cackled by themselves. “Well, let’s hope we won’t kill you or anything.” 

 The old man pulled her back to him and slowly impaled her over his dick. Rin cooed as it slowly went in, tilting her head back only to connect with his kiss again. The young stud pinched her hard nipples and played with her breasts. 

“Do you prefer younger or older men?” Thomas asked her, his paws firmly gripping her by the waist as he moved her up and down his dick.

 Rin couldn't help wanting to answer honestly and grinned. “I prefer the one with a bigger dick that fucks me better.” 

 Tom slipped a finger into her mouth for her to suck on. “A girl of taste.” He stripped with a devilish smile on his lips as she watched him, and for a moment Rin wondered what she did to deserve getting so lucky tonight. The son already looked fit and muscular even with his clothes now, but as his perfect abs came into view Rin could not help but lean forwards and kiss them. His skin was even darker than that of his father and bringing the sight of the throbbing ebony cock made her mouth water.

 Rin eagerly brought it to her lips and sucked on it as her insides grinded against the father’s old dick, knowing with certainty she would be leaving this apartment a happy girl.

 Just as she was starting to enjoy herself, her phone rang again. She tried to ignore it; but the sound was so annoying that Tom went to get it and front it to her.

 Sighing, she answered Shiro’s call: “Hello? Shiro, you’re interrupting me!…”

“sss… go--n… sss”

“What?!” Rin yelled in annoyance. She put her phone on the speaker and then tossed it over the table, going back to the delicious black cock. 

 Thomas and Tom had no idea what was being said but the way they watched her knowingly. “Sorry,” said Rin. “My boyfriend.” 

 Shiro entered a quieter room and spoke again. “Are you safe? Are you okay?”

 Black cock pressed against her lips, Rin said: “Yes! Listen, I told you I don’t have much time in the evenings. I’m trying to enjoy London while I can.”

 Though she wasn’t there to see it, Rin could almost see him swallowing dryly on the other line. “Are you alone?” 

“No, I’m with two new friends. Thomas and Tom.” 

 Hearing their names said, both of them greeted Shiro. Their voices were so deep that he couldn't have mistaken what she was up to. “Happy anniversary…” said Shiro.

“You too.”

“I wish I was there to make it better.”

 Rin ran her fingers over Tom’s well-defined abs, still in disbelief over his magnificent body. “Oh, don’t worry. This is probably the best yet.” 

 Tom took her hair up as a leash and put his dick in her mouth. Despite his friendly face, he forced her to deepthroat it from the start, taking full control of her mouth. 

“Rin?” she could hear Shiro saying. 

 No one cared. The old man dropped his hands and let her bounce up and down his dick happily while the son facefucked her. “Rin, are you there?”

 Breathless, Rin spit the shaft out of her mouth for a second and used the head to wipe the strings of drool from her chin. “I’m eating… We’re having dinner…”

“Oh!~ Wh-What are you having?”

 Rin got ready to swallow the BBC again. “African cuisine.” 

 She knew that there was no way Shiro couldn't hear her throat getting stretched given the loud sounds she was making. His level of denial was just too sad. To think that he was forced to listen to this…

 He’ll never understand how good it feels. How nice it tastes. There was more to pleasuring these big black cocks than satisfying her lust. These were strong and potent breeding bulls that she worshiped. Real men that needed to be thanked simply for existing.

 In the little she could remember of her father, Rin knew he never taught her to be racist. Though she wasn’t certain he would approve of it either. But it didn’t matter. If she had to choose between the Tohsaka name and her legacy and her new blacked life, the second was the only necessary one. 

 There’s no going back now, thought Rin as she savored the sweet taste of BBC. I would never be with a Japanese guy, not even Shiro… Never again...

“Rin?...” he asked after a few minutes. 

 Thomas lay back on the couch and let her get on top while Tom got behind her - father and son, ready to take her as a team. “Fuck!” Rin cried as they entered her. “That’s so good!”

“Rin?...” Shiro’s voice was weak and small.

“Sorry, I’m just trying something new… It’s really good…”

“What is it?”

 Rin could feel Tom going in deep, sandwiching her between the two black cocks. She kissed Thomas on the face as she reached behind and wrapped her arm around Tom’s neck. Both of them were in so deep and worked her in perfect unison - this definitely wasn’t their first time doing this. 

“Give it to me harder!” said Rin, speaking in clear English that they could understand, too lost in arousal to play the role of the meek Japanese girl. “Just stretch me out together…” 

 Panting, she wiped the sweat from her face and listened to the clapping of her ass and the squishy sounds of her pussy as they fucked her senseless. They had barely been at it for a couple of minutes before the first orgasm came. She shook between their bodies helplessly, flexing her toes as rolling her eyes back as she came.

“FUCK!” she yelled loudly. “Fuck, that’s good!” 

 Tom slapped her ass. “Fuck, she’s tight.” 

 Thomas slurped her tongue into her mouth with a laugh. “She sure is. A nice and tight Japanese teenie.” 

“You’re so big!…” said Rin deliriously. “... you’re so fucking big!” 

 Tom reached and grabbed another beer. He cracked it open and took a sip, then let Rin gulp the rest of it down. Feeling invigorated, she threw herself back into it, grinding back and forth against them as they took her, letting them do whatever they wanted with her. 

 Rin was there for the second and third orgasm, but after a while everything just became a haze of pleasure as she lost herself. All she knew was that the big black cocks were fucking her, using her, and filling her up, doing whatever they wanted with her…

 The next day she woke up on the couch by herself, all naked. A note on the table told her to shower if she wanted to and see herself out. Looking in the mirror, she could see the bite marks on her tits and ass and the dried cum all around her thighs. Her insides were still dripping with seed…

 God, they fucked me hard. Really hard. 

 She almost felt bad for passing out so quickly on them so she wrote a note, explaining where they could find her if they wanted to go for round two. Finding a father and son tag team like this wouldn’t be so easy. 

 It was only as she got dressed and was about to leave that she remembered to check her phone for messages. There was one from Shiro saying good night, but it was an odd one, since there was no reason he would’ve told her good night at 5am. 

 She tried to think about the night before and was convinced their call ended. Then she saw the duration. Six hours. He sat and listened to them fucking me the entire time...

 Rin got goosebumps just thinking about it. Happy anniversary. Though a part of her felt bad about it. 

 Shiro’s message, however, was no less loving: “Good night and sweet dreams, I love you more than anything…” 

 Pleased to see that he knew his place, she slipped the phone into her pocket and giggled darkly. “What a cuck,” she said to herself in English, now feeling at home with the language like never before. 


