Posting flyers!

Brianna hummed, cheerily walking through campus as she posted flyers advertising for a BLM rally, sipping on a smoothie. After her blackening at the camp, she'd decided to further the cause by taking some initiative. Then, with her compliant boyfriend and pristine record, she could be the first chinese girl to sit on the Beta Beta Chi board.

She fiddled with her hair, then reached upwards to stick the poster in place. She wondered if her younger sister would attend the same university as her. Brianna grew restless as she imagined her sweet, sundress wearing, artsy sister - sprawled next to her, tits bouncing as she threw her future away for the joy of big black cock.

Her sister was always the goody good sweetheart, in stark contrast to her sister. Both brilliant of course, but she'd been exposed to cock earlier in life that her sister. A few after-school tutoring sessions in the Projects, and suddenly she was getting passed around from dick to dick.

Brianna wondered how her old highschool bull was doing, and whether he was still sleeping with the assortment of teachers that he'd railed in the men's changeroom two years ago. She started getting wet, gym shorts beginning to drench with moisture as the thought of him railing her sister.

She was conflicted. On one hand, she _was _dedicated to the Black New World Order. She was prepared to leave everything behind for the cause, and the black cocks that would take charge of her and her boyfriend. On the other hand, her relationship with her sister was...special. They'd shared a room, clothes, baths....

And "toys."

She shook her head, deciding that maybe she should consult her boyfriend. He was probably back at the sorority helping Phoebe and Estela plan for the upcoming BLACKED x DAWSON events they'd talked about hosting. Her lips curled upwards in a smile, as the pair of white girls were notorious for their borderline abusive lust. By the time she got back, her boyfriend would probably be covered in cum, sweaty from the attention he'd receive.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized Xavier was perfect for her. To her parents, the sweet boyfriend with a good career. To her, the perfect human specimen. In shape, cute, tasty cum... if he was Black, she'd have long since married him. Black and big, of course.

As it were, if they wanted to get married, she'd need to first be pregnant with a Black bull, and have her Master's permission. There'd be a ceremony, orgy, and apparently a special trip planned.

She checked her phone, having texted Xavier earlier in the day that she was feeling cranky. Despite a solid fucking in the morning, accentuated by her boyfriends tongue (and eager hand holding) she felt tired instead of energized. She saw his name pop up on her screen.

"Did you have your daily creampie?"

She chuckled, texting him back.

"We ate most of it babe. Do you think you could find me a Bull? I'm on my way back."

Across campus, Xavier's face lit up as Phoebe lazily made out with him, swapping saliva with the twitching 20 year old.

"Of course! I actually think we should talk before. We're planning to get as many of the refugees, rappers, BLM people etc on to campus as possible at once. I managed to get the door codes for every room on campus. Can you imagine that? A critical mass of hung, fit, rapacious blacks on campus - with thousands of defenceless girls to breed!"