She tried Black First.

*** Ashley's Thoughts

The rode on the near hour-long trip back to civilization, chatting excitedly about the night, some about Sandy's three-way, but far more about Ashley's first experience with black cock. By the time Sandy pulled up to Ashley's clean, white house, the recently deflowered girl was smiling ear to ear.

"Thanks again, Sandy," she said, "I really enjoyed the party, and you really saved me back there."

"No problem," Sandy said, grinning back likewise, "We wouldn't want you really black pregnant, would we?"

Ashley laughed, "Oh no! My whole family would probably freak out!" She closed the door and bid her friend farewell, nearly skipping into her large, well-adorned house. Her parents weren't home, and Ashley thanked god as she ran to her room and closed the door.

The moment she flopped onto her bed, she reached under her skirt. Had she really gone as crazy as she remembered last night? She must have -- dirty dancing with a black guy, showing him her tits... Ashley smiled like the cat that got the cream, just as she felt more of Derren's lukewarm spunk dribbling out of her very tender pussy.

Ashley moaned, feeling the gooey mess left in her panties. She'd been a very bad girl last night, she thought. "I can't believe I begged for this." Two fingers slipped gingerly into her pussy, feeling so much of the black cum that she had bucked her hips and cried out for. Why did she beg for his baby? She could hear herself screaming it again, like a voice through fog, and she felt a strange but somehow familiar feeling inside her belly.

"If Sandy's hadn't been there..." Ashley toyed with the cum, so frightening that morning but now seemingly so harmless thanks to the pill. A black man came inside her on her first time, and without danger of his little African swimmers fertilizing her eggs. She sighed, beginning to enjoy herself. It made her horny, even though she could hardly believe drinking as much as she did made her drop her clothes for Derren like a slut, a 'black cock slut'... It terrified her to think that girl was inside her, one who would fuck a black guy unprotected, but then she remembered him again...

"Mmm, Derren..." Ashley imagined him above her, his strong black cock pounding into her, saying all those dirty things in her ear as his coal-black abs rubbed against her belly and his hands gripped all around her breasts. Her fingers slid deeper with a squish, pumping more of that still-warm load out onto her bedsheets.

Greg never had such a dirty mind or a hot body, Ashley thought. None of her boyfriends had - her white boyfriends... Ashley wondered if black men were somehow different than them, other than just their dark skin and exotic scent. She wasn't even angry at Greg anymore -- in fact, she forgot all about him and his blocky white dick. Derren's long black cock felt so much better in her hands, and mouth, and pussy...

A moan escaped Ashley as she sank her fingers completely into her wet, purring kitty. The remnants of Derren's cum squelched inside her, reminding Ashley of how loud he made her scream, how good he made her feel -- a white girl fucked by his magnificent black cock.

Was she really a black cock slut like he said? She tried picturing some of the white men she'd fantasized about before, but soon enough Derren and his hard, dark African features came back, and drove her fingers even faster. She moaned, grabbing her tits and squeezing her hard nipples. She wondered if she could be satisfied by a white man like Derren satisfied her last night -- or if only black men could.

Ashley came, arching her back and letting loose a muffled wail into her pillow. She felt some of Derren's African cum gush over fingers as her pussy clamped down, but felt more being suckled deeper inside her. Into her white womb.

Catching her breath she laid back, taking out Derren's note with her dry hand. Was he really coming back? Ashley wondered, but didn't know... What would her parents think if they saw her with a black boy. What about her friends, her neighbors? They would disapprove so much of Derren just visiting her, not to mention fucking her again. What if she couldn't help herself and let him take her bareback again? She could almost feel his rough, naked, black skin inside her even then, so very dangerous and so very exciting...

Ashley looked at the note again, and knew what she wanted. She'd be sorry to disappoint Derren's wish to see her belly swollen with a black baby next time he saw her she thought, but she definitely wanted to see him again. The thought of Derren in her room late at night with his magnificent black body, slipping into her very own bed...

She smiled and rubbed her legs together, looking forward to that after party.

*** Sandy's Secrets

Sandy smiled and waved as her friend skipped out of her car. They'd been out later than anticipated, but both Ashley's and her parents would easily forgive them, Sandy knew.

She laughed under her breath as her friend twirled into her house, carefree at having just lost her virginity in such a spectacular way. That Derren sure was a stud, Sandy thought. A real 'Black Stallion'. She'd thought her friend would pick out one of her two drunken frat boys, or maybe a boulder like Greg. But no, she went for the black guy!

The street was deserted, so Sandy slipped a hand into her panties to sate her growing itch. Ashley was so trusting, even as Sandy ordered up those 'specials'. There wasn't much special to them, except for the little 'kick' added to them - just enough to get the little blond pliant and horny all night. Sandy knew she'd hit the sweet spot from the way her shy friend danced, especially when Derren showed up and ground his black junk against her pretty white ass.

She chuckled again, but a pleasured moan cut her off. Ashley hardly knew what a condom looked like, let alone one that was tampered with. Sandy made 'Ashley's Condom' just for her. Just resealed the wrapped after making two razor slits in the tip of the ultra-thin plastic -- not enough to leave a hole, but all it took was a few good hard strokes to tear it apart like tissue paper. And it worked perfectly!

Sandy shoved a finger into her needing pussy. Ashley fucked bareback after that -- Sandy thought he'd be a one-shot wonder like her two 'studs', and that would be that. Oh no! Ashley coaxed much more out of him. Her friend was just full of surprises -- and still was, she thought with an evil grin.

Sandy really fingered herself then. That black fucker just kept filling her up, over and over, having her screaming like a ghetto slut for his baby, his black baby! The thought of little blond Ashley with a big round black-pregnant tummy got her squirming in her seat -- it was even better than Clay's white bastards growing inside her own! The depraved girl ran her hand over her belly, feeling the slight swell even then. She'd begin showing in a few weeks, that she knew for certain. And what was the best part, the part that Sandy had to bite her lip about and had tried so hard to hide throughout the night despite her glee?

That cute little Ashley soon would be showing too.

Another finger joined her frantically pumping hand. She saw Ashley's blue, beaming eyes as she was fed the magic pill to cure her black baby problem. Magic pill? Yes, the one Sandy made alongside the condom - a perfect little morning-after fertility pill that an innocent virgin would think was going to save her from getting pregnant, not ensure it!

"I bet she's in there now," Sandy groaned, "Daydreaming about his big black cock, not even realizing his swimmers got to her precious little egg. Oooo, fertilizing it right now!" Sandy imagined his hordes of black sperm assaulting her friend's innocent egg, catching it completely off guard and overwhelming the poor white thing with all their wriggling black tails. One would break in and stain her pure-white lineage with his dark African genes, just as Ashley thanked Sandy again for saving her from becoming another white slut knocked up black. She'd go to bed, blissfully unaware that her best friend had ensured her flat tummy would soon be home to the end of her family's pure-Caucasian heritage!

Sandy arched her back and came, and hard. She panted for a few minutes afterwards just coming down from it. Lazily she lifted her cum-soaked fingers, a faraway smile on her face. Everything went as planned, in fact far better than she ever hoped! She couldn't let it end there though. Stopping that black guy bolting from the room as soon as Ashley fell asleep was difficult, but she managed it by convincing him Ashley would want more, and he'd be an idiot to pass it up when her best friend gave him her home address. She told him to come back in a few months -- after seeing how his little white ho 'developed' during the meantime, and Sandy couldn't believe how much that black guy was grinning when she took his picture on her phone next to his number with a wink...

He'd be back, Sandy was sure of it. And she'd get to watch from the lofty place of Ashley's most trusted friend. Because, you see, Sandy learned to love lying. An innocent little angel hiding her true slutty nature, she awoke to the intoxicating pleasures of being subversive, conniving, and so very naughty. Now she had reached an even greater pinnacle, a betrayal so grand, a lie so well-wrought, a trick so sinful to its very core...

That Sandy couldn't help herself but cum again at the very thought.