------JAMES------

Safe to say, I was excited when I got her text. My dick was in my hand, stroking to the many many videos of her I had accrued by this point. The thought of seeing her in action, in person, again today was exciting.

And there was something different about Travis. That was clear. The sex she had with Dean, Phil, etc were much different than what I saw through the window that day. Travis was aggressive, cruel, but in such a way that she seemed to be deeply engaged. His slaps, spitting, choking, made her just want to please him more. And that's not even mentioning the slow love-making I had witnessed from them.

If there's anyone that made me jealous, and fearful that I might lose Jessica, it was Travis.

So of course, I ran over as quick as I could, my cock pounding in my pants.

I arrived about 40 minutes after I got the text and knocked on the door. Kim answered.

"Hey James! Oh my gosh, come in! I'm so glad you came clean with Jessica, she's feeling so much better, as you can see." Kim said, moving aside in the doorway to reveal Travis sitting on a loveseat, Jessica naked between his legs as he threw her head up and down on his cock.

GLUK GLUK GLUK GLUK

"Hey bro!" Travis said, "Your girl really knows what she's doing!"

I was frozen in the doorway. My cock was pressing against the zipper of my pants as I watched, in person, what just a few days ago I was sneakily witnessing through a window.

"Come in!" Kim said, "Take a seat! Jess said you're a cuck right?"

I looked at Kim, goddamn is there anyone Jess WASN'T going to tell? I nodded.

"Good! Well sit down and take that useless little thing out and take notes on how a real man fucks!" Kim said, taking a gleeful kind of joy out of playing with me like this.

I followed instructions. I wanted nothing more than to start stroking anyways.

"Shit babe, you might need to take notes too. THIS is how you suck a dick" Travis said, BRUTALLY tossing Jessicas head up and down on his cock. Her face a blur of spit and glurging/gagging sounds as his cock repeatedly plunged her throat.

Kim gave an uncharacteristic look of shocked jealousy, but it faded almost as quickly as it flashed across her face.

"Dinner will be ready in about an hour you two!" Kim said with a smile, returning to the kitchen.

About an hour later, they were still fucking. Jess had obviouly and loudly cum 4 or 5 times and Travis was still going. There was clearly something special about this guy. The sharp, twisted, pain of jealous fear returned to my stomach.

Kim set 4 spots at the table while I continued jerking off to Travis fucking my girlfriend. When it became obvious that they would rather fuck than eat, and I would rather watch, than eat, Kim came to the living room, holding a package of silver objects.

Jess was riding Travis on the loveseat, slowly, lovingly. This was the shit that hurt the most to see. Them kissing deeply or him sucking her nipple softly while she gently rode him. It seemed like the kind of sex her and I would have, if I could last long enough to get inside her... if she'd ever even let me inside her. Kim watched with me, looking as conflicted as I felt before speaking up.

"Well, since I don't know when you two will take a break... I should tell you about the party-girl thing Jess." She said.

"Mmmmm fuck yes. Okay." Jess said, grinding on Travis' cock.

"Okay well. And this might be hard for you James. But the Basketball team has their first game this weekend. They've requested party-girls, and generally they do prefer it to be a... curvy white girl. Most years we have 3 proteges to send to such things and we make a whole event out of it. This year we only have the 2 proteges, and now with Sarah, it's just you..." Kim said trailing off and waiting for some response to see if they were listening.

"I fucking love your cock Sir" Jess was whispering while Kim spoke, before leaning in and saying something even quieter into his ear.

Kim seemed slightly annoyed but continued, "Do you know what butt plugs are?"

Jess' head popped up, "What plugs?" she asked, confused.

"Butt plugs. They're these little objects you put inside your... well... butt. I bought you a set that you can work up on. You've got a few days before you'll need to be at this party. I highly suggest that you use them to better accustom yourself to the size that will be inserted into you." Kim said, brushing the hair out of Jessicas face while she rode her fiance.

Travis spoke up, finally, "Is Charles still on the team?"

"Yep! You know how he is. I mean they're all pretty... large and aggressive. But Charles is the reason I suggest the plugs, I'd worry for your safety if you didn't practice beforehand." Kim said, her face scrunched in a sort of fearful look.

"Nobody's ever... put anything in there. Does it hurt?" Jess asked, finally seeming to pay full attention to Kim.

"Yes, it will. Some people really like it though. The plugs will help make it easier for you, but by the end of the party you'll be a pro. I suggest you get started on it immediately." Kim said, turning her head to look at me, "James, would you insert the smallest of these?"

Jess was still riding Travis on the loveseat, he was suckling one nipple while she bounced on his cock and spoke with Kim. I snapped from my trance, and nodded at Kim.

I walked over to her and took the smaller of the 5 objects from Kim, who instructed me on how to insert it into her. Jess refused to stop grinding on Travis but over the course of a minute or so I was able to work the small silver plug inside of her, when it finally popped in she elicited a loud moan.

"Holy FUCK! Godddd, that thing is small but feels so big inside of me." Jess said, moaning even louder with every thrust from Travis, "God I feel so full, I wonder what it would feel like to have a cock in my mouth too. Just completely filled."

It was obvious she was lost in lust, deeply succumbing to the moment. I saw an opportunity and took it.

"I could, be in your mouth?" I said, more of a question than anything.

Jessica just laughed.

"Aww baby no, I want to be FILLED, yours won't do that." She said, matter-of-factly and I felt the familiar sharp sting in my heart.

"Oh, okay." I said, sitting back down.

We both stay over at their house that night while Travis fucked Jessica. Eventually, Kim and I fell asleep. I had classes the next day, and when I woke up to Jessica's pained moans from the other room, I just left the house without interrupting them.

Travis was dangerous. I could feel it. Kim had just told us both that Jess would be fucking the ENTIRE Basketball team, and that she was worried about her for this party. But the only thing that worried me was Travis. There was something different about the sex they had. Kim could see it too, and that worried me even more.

I didn't see much of Jess the next few days. Between classes, her fucking Travis, and 'preparing' for the party. She had a pretty full plate. I didn't know if I could get into this party, but for her safety, I wanted to be there. I told Kim this. She spoke to the Basketball team, I guess, and they allowed me to come. But Kim seemed worried for me too, she knew I liked to watch but she felt like this would be different. Brutal. Scary.

I was a bundle of nerves as Jess and I approached the house the party was at.

------JESSICA------

I spent a few days working myself up to handle the bigger and bigger plugs. I never thought of my butthole as a sexual area, but I have to say as I stretched myself around the largest one I definitely felt something deeply erotic.

The day of the party I got all dressed up in my sluttiest little outfit. I had ordered some booty-shorts and a low-cut top on Amazon. If these people were as rough as Kim seemed to think they would be, I wanted to get something cheap that I wouldn't care too much about if it got ruined.

I walked out of my dorm, asshole stretched around the largest of the plugs and pussy soaking wet for what was to come. Little did I know just how right Kim was to be worried for me. Or how foolish James was to want to witness what was going to happen. At the end of the day though, I was lucky he was there.

He and I met up a few minutes away from the house, we had looked it up on a maps app the day before and were shocked at what we saw. The Basketball team at our school was kind of a big deal. Why then were we meeting at this shitty little house in the ghetto? It didn't make sense at first

I knocked on the door with James beside me. He was pale as a sheet, clearly nervous, and I shared those nerves. I had done some crazy stuff recently, sure, but the way Kim made this out to be so dangerous really was getting to me. I figured I'd feel better once everything got started.

After a moment the door flew open, an older, overweight, black man stood taking up the entire doorway. Whoever this was, he definitely wasn't on the Basketball team. I could hear loud music and people yelling and screaming over each other behind him. A huge smile spread across his face when he saw us.

"Yo! Pussy here!" He yelled turning his head backwards towards the inside of the house.

"Hi, I'm J-" I began but never had the chance to finish my sentence. One hand quickly found it's way to the back of my head, grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking me inside. Fear shot through my heart. As he dragged me inside my feet couldn't keep up and I stumbled to the ground. A sharp pain in my scalp made me scream as he yanked me forwards and threw me into the middle of the room by my hair.

"Someone lock up the white boy." The man said.

I sat on the ground in the middle of the living room in this unfamiliar house as a group of men circled around me. One of them leaned over, and lifted my chin up to stare at him.

"DAMN! They sent a nice one this year bro. This your last rodeo Charles, which piece you want first?" He asked, and another man moved up behind him. He was TALL, like 7 feet at least. Skinny but muscular. I saw a lump in his shorts, but there's no way that THING was him? Was it?

"I'll take her pussy, don't want ya'll blowin' it out first." He said, assessing me like merchandise before turning around, "Someone check homeboy for weapons? He ain't gon' like what he sees."

A round of laughter tore through the group and this man, Charles, the person Kim had warned me about, lifted me off of the ground and ripped my top off. I felt a blur of hungry hands tear at the rest of my clothes and I was lifted out of my shorts and panties.

"Oh shit! She been preparing bro!" Someone yelled, and I felt a sharp tug at the butt plug I had inside of me. Different men's hands rubbed me all over, some slapping my ass, others piching my nipples or groping my tits, I felt genuinely scared for the first time.

"Think you bit off more than you can chew? Or you gon' be a good little snowbunny, bitch?" Charles asked.

"Snowbunny? What's a snowbunny?" I asked, genuinely confused, evidently this was hilarious as the group laughed around me. Suddenly I noticed something off about this party. It was supposed to be a college party for a Basketball team, certainly the team was here, but there were much older men here as well. Like 30's and 40's, greying hair in their beards. There were women of all ages as well. What did I get myself into?

"You about to be." Charles said, dropping his pants to the ground and letting his MASSIVE cock escape, "You like black dick, bitch?"

I just stared. Mouth agape. It was like, a fucking foot long. Like no exaggeration. I thought Travis was big, that Adam was big, and they were. But this fucking thing was insane. It almost looked fake. I was only 5 foot, where would he even put something a fifth of my total height?

"Take that as a yes" Charles laughed as he moved to the couch in the middle of the room, and laid down on it. His cock stood above him like a tower, as tall as he was. Scared, worried, and feeling overwhelmed I looked back and tried to find James. I needed to know someone who cared about my wellbeing was here.

He was sitting in a chair, directly in front of the couch but a few feet back. Handcuffed, and a woman standing behind him with her hands on his shoulders holding him down. My heart sunk. Fuck. This was a mistake.

"Come on bitch, ain't got all day." Charles said, stroking his massive cock on the couch. Another man pushed me forwards towards Charles. I took a deep breath and tried to focus. Just needed to get through this.

I straddled him, leaning forwards heavily to make my pussy elevate higher than his cock and gingerly lowered myself onto him. There would be no gentle fucking here. Once I lined myself up, all control was wrested from me. Charles gripped my hips with a power I hadn't felt before and pushed my body down on him.

His cock felt like it was splitting me apart. I screamed, LOUD.

"FUCK OH MY GOD IT HURTS, I CAN'T!"

"Shut the fuck up bitch, you'll like it soon." He said below me.

"PLEASE FUCK GODDDDDD WAIT UNGHHHH SLOWER" I screamed

"You almost there just a bit more." Charles laughed, and gave my body one final pull.

I felt a sharp pain, deep in my abdomen somewhere, and my brain almost shut off completely. It felt impossibly long, impossibly thick. I could feel his length almost flooding my entire body, and the girth pressed on every inch of my insides.

"There you go, see, ain't that hard." He laughed and I heard his friends laugh all around me, "Now hold on."

I felt his hips buck downwards into the couch and a few inches of him slip out of me, only to be SLAMMED back in. The sharp pain in my abdomen SCREAMED again and I felt my body shudder. Again, he pulled out, and SLAMMED back in. Again, again, again, again.

Each time the pain got a little more bearable. With each thrust the pain became more easily dealt with. Until eventually I took a sick pleasure in how I was able to overcome it.

SLAM, SLAM, SLAM

I heard the echoing of my ass clapping over the music. Charles had wrapped his arms around me, pulling my chest against his and anchoring my upper body to him as he thrust into my shaking body over and over and over. I wouldn't need to please these men. They would take care of that. I just needed to be able to take it.

I didn't even realize the insanity I was screaming. Not words, or moans, more like fearsome wails as Charles brutally changed the shape of my body. My insides would forever bear the marks of his presence inside of me. He took me, and changed me, in a matter of minutes. I had no will, no agency, just a tool to be fucked, regardless of the damage such a cock might deal.

"You a fuckin' snowbunny bitch now, right?" Charles asked below me, through guttural groans.

"fuck yes" I whimpered. It was true. Whether I liked it or not, I couldn't take back what he had done to me. The irreperable change he had fucked into me. This cock was MASSIVE and I was still TAKING it. I felt proud of that, despite the pain.

"LOUDER CUNT, TELL YOUR BOYFRIEND WHAT YOU ARE" Charles screamed into my ear.

"IM A FUCKING SNOWBUNNY BITCH BLACK COCK SLUT." I screamed, barely able to focus on the words with the relentless rearranging of my insides that was happening. I heard a loud string of laughter and cheers.

"My turn bro!" Someone yelled.

Charles snapped back, "Bitch, she got more than one hole."

It didn't even process in my mind at first, it took all my brainpower to stay conscious while Charles forced my pussy to mold to him. It didn't even register when I felt a man on the couch behind me, but it did when he pressed himself into my asshole.

"FUCK OH MY GOD NO FUCK!" I screamed. Thankfully, the presence of this man forced Charles to stop bouncing me so powerfully on his cock, but the insane feeling of having two MASSIVE cocks pushing inside of me was almost too much to bear.

"Ayo Deon, shut this bitch up." Charles said as the man behind me pushed into my already pre-stretched asshole. And I saw 'Deon' walk up to the side of the couch that mine and Charles heads were.

"No no no no, I can't, There's no way I-" I was saying before 'Deon' took a handful of my hair and directed my mouth to his cock. It was too much.

Every part of me was filled, stretched, plugged by cock. All my senses were so vastly overwhelmed by what was happening. I blacked out. I don't remember anything after this, until James woke me up on the ground. But, James does, and apparently I didn't comepletely fall asleep at this point.

------JAMES------

"Here she go" The woman behind me said, as she pressed down hard on my shoulders.

"Ya girl 'bout to break." She laughed.

"No no no no, I can't, There's no way I-" Jess said as this 'Deon' person lined up with her mouth and forced his cock down her throat. she was silently struggling for a brief moment, before it happened.

Her body began vibrating, shaking, convulsing all over and a deep guttural scream reverberated from inside of her.

"GLLLLUNGNGNGHHHH!!!" She erupted. Shaking all over.

"Damn! bitch loves it huh" Charles said, as he and the man in her ass took turns thrusting in and out of her

"MMMHHMMMMMM" Jess moaned, a crazed, unhinged sound of affirmation.

"Let her talk bruh, let's hear it bitch you like black dick now?" Charles said below her, laughing, and Deon popped his cock out of her throat. What came after can only be described as a mind-broken stream of consciousness explosion of sexual arousal.

"FUCK ME YEAHHHH I LOVE BLACK COCKS SNOWBUNNY BITCH SLUT FUCK FILLED BITCH"

It made no fucking sense. Just a slew of of non-sequiturs, like a tourettes tick from a drooling slut.

Deon thrust back into her throat and she sounded like she was still trying to say words as he plunged his cock into her. A crazed mix of screams, cries, and various incoherent garbled language attempted to escape her mouth but was pressed back into her by the brutal face-fucking Deon was delivering.

With my hands cuffed, sat in this chair, witnessing the love of my life have what appeared to be some kind of psychotic break on the dicks of these random men, I exploded in my pants - no touching required.

What followed must have been an hour or two of different men taking different holes. Slaps, choking, spanks, spitting on her face and tits, pulling her hair. Men of all types, young, old, skinny, fat, muscular, even one woman forced Jess to eat her pussy while two men pressed themselves into her holes. At some point my brain just short circuited. This was too fucking much for me.

All the sex I had witnessed before didn't hold a candle to this. I had thought other men had used her as a set of holes, but this put those times to shame. She wasn't even a fucking person to these people. I felt sick by how hard it made me. This felt genuinely dangerous, she was still screaming her lungs out and saying whatever dirty words came to mind. My beautiful girlfriend changed over the matter of hours to a braindead snowbunny slut.

Towards the end of the experience, she began to run out of steam, as did the people passing her around. By the end, Charles had looped back around, and was fucking her in the ass on the side of the couch by himself, when she collapsed entirely.

Immediately I felt like something was wrong and went to stand up, but the woman behind me pushed me back down.

"Calm down, bitch, she just tired" She said.

"Is she okay?" I shouted from my place on the chair.

"She still wet bro, she fine, just takin' a lil nap." Charles said through an evil grin as he reached around and rubbed her pussy.

She didn't react to his touch at all.

"Dude I think she's passed out you gotta stop!" I yelled, and the woman behind me wrapped her hand around my mouth.

"Goddamn white boy shut the fuck up and let him work." She said, and I struggled against her grasp.

"Who cares bro, I'm almost done chill the fuck out." Charles said slamming into her asshole, ripples traveling up her limp body. A few powerful thrusts later he buried his enormous cock as deep inside of her as it could go and let out a deep groan before slowly pulling himself back out. Her body slipped to the floor, laying on her back, she seemed completely passed out.

"Fuck yeah, damn bro your girl's fuckin' done!" He laughed, putting his pants back on, "Let him go I think we done here."

Charles disappeared into the party as the woman who was assigned to me took the cuffs off and let me free. Immediately I ran over to Jess laying on the floor and shook her. I was fucking terrified, this had gotten so much more brutal than I had expected. When she didn't move to my shaking I put a finger under her nose and felt her breathing. Whew. I rubbed her hair and kept shaking her, trying to gently bring her from her slumber.

Eventually her eyes flicked open and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Baby, we gotta get you out of here, it's all done we gotta go." I said hurriedly, looking around for clothes that didn't exist anymore. I took my shirt off and handed it to her, that would at least cover her top.

"Already?" She said, sleepily and detached, "We just got started?... wait, why am I on the floor?"

"I'll explain later baby, get dressed."

I got the shirt on her and walked her back to my dorm. I put her on the bed and let her sleep. The next few days were painful for her. Coming to terms with what had happened, the soreness in every part of her, the pain, the evident memory loss of the whole event. We had gotten so wrapped up in this whole thing we weren't really looking at the potential dangers that slutting her out could bring.

I still jerk off to that night, years later. Despite the painful feelings of guilt I feel in my stomach every time it flashes into my mind.

Jess has given me many things to masturbate to over the years we spent at college. Including how I finally, lost my virginity. Which wasn't at all how I expected it to be. But, ever since that first party, where I saw her getting fucked right in front of me, part of me knew that nothing would ever go how I expected it to. Including losing my virginity, or even our wedding. We'll explain that, next time.