They're all black guys

Standing on the stage, Jill stared across the student center auditorium at what looked like a hundred black bodies, some of them only in underwear, some of them completely naked. As Jill entered the room, the men broke out into applause, cheering and hooting at her in her skimpy little black teddy.

"I don't understand" she said to one of them men close to the stage. "Why only black guys?"

"Your add said it was for 'black men'" he answered.

"The hall. This is Blackman Hall" Jill rolled her eyes.

"Do you care?" He responded

She stared back at them for a long time, trying not to become entranced by the sight of all the giant black pricks. There were so many of them, and they were so huge. "No" She answered.

Jill had never been with a black guy before. And now there was no going back. By the end of the day she would be with.... she didn't know how many. She'd have to keep track as she fucked, if that was possible.

Jill took the boxes of condoms from her bag and tossed them into the crowd. "One for everyone, got it?" She tried to shout. "If you don't use it, you don't get to be inside me." She thought for a second that that was definitely not what a slut would say. Oh well, for this once she had to break her mantra.

She jumped down off the stage, wondering how she could even figure out where to begin.

But she didn't have to.

The moment she entered the crowd, she felt hands on her. Hands were on and off her breasts quicker than she could keep track. She didn't even know how many. Hands rubbed her thighs and her ass. Hands pulled her hair.

Before she could think to undress, her teddy was off. Where it went or when she didn't know. Everything was moving more quickly than she could imagine. The head of bodies closing in on all sides of her made her woozy and suddenly she was on the ground.

Then she felt a thick black cock enter her pussy. She attempted to say "one" out loud, but the moment she opened her mouth a cock found its way inside. The taste of flesh in her mouth was something she was becoming more and more used to. But there was no time to think about it, as her tongue instinctively swirled around it.

Jill felt something large touch her asshole, 'It's too big' she thought. But by the time the thought had ended, her ass was filled with another cock. 'What would a slut do?' she repeated to herself in her mind. 'A slut would just go with it.'

Jill stopped thinking about what was happening. She wrapped her hand around the base of the cock inside her mouth and pulled it out. "More!" she shouted and another throbbing dark cock appeared to her. She immediately bobbed her head onto it. Then another. Then another. Five cocks surrounded her face, hard, being jerked as they waited their turn to be in her mouth again. Meanwhile her pussy and ass were filled deeply. It was unlike any sensation she'd ever had before. She bobbed from one cock to the next, drool pouring from her lips, strands if precum sliding between her mouth and the dicks' heads, gobbing up with one another.

It wasn't long before one of the cocks exploded with a fury and the warm jizz hit her face. Jill didn't stop. She just pushed the man away and let another step up in his place. After a moment, Jill felt the cock inside her slit pull out. Her cunt was soaking wet. And quickly it was filled by another. Then the cock in her ass pulled out. Her asshole hurt intensely, but felt unlike anything she'd ever felt before. She hoped it would be filled again quickly. It was.

A big dark cock shot into her mouth. She tasted the salty semen and swallowed it down.

She felt another cum onto her pussy, probably as he tried to pull out. He wasn't wearing a condom. She didn't care anymore.

The room smelled of sweat and cum. Body heat, body odor surrounded her. The sound of strangers' flesh slapping her flesh came from all directions. It was as if Jill was drowning in a sea of thick black sex. Several more cocks came onto her. She could feel the jizz running down her sweaty face into her eyes and the corners of her mouth. It felt great. Jill tried to count the number of cocks she'd sucked, but lost track somewhere around thirteen. And she had no clue how many had fucked her. Still, every time her mouth was free, which wasn't often, she shouted "More" and meant it. The more men who penetrated her, the more she wanted.

Soon she was flipped and in a new position. An immensely thick cock found its way into her ass. 'No' she thought 'that must be two cocks at once.' She bounced on them over and over, her exposed C-cups bouncing as she went, more men shooting jizz all over them.

A particularly aggressive man grabbed Jill's hair hard, pulled her head back and shoved his black cock deep into her throat. She could feel the tip poking her tonsils. She coughed, letting spit and cum fly from her lips. Her relented and another stepped up.

One man held up his balls to her. She licked them.

One man had a surprisingly small dick, compared to everyone else.

One man was massively obese.

One man smelled really bad.

Jill didn't have time to care.

Once Jill's thighs started burning and her abdomen hurt impossibly from all the movement, she started wondering how long it had been. It was becoming more difficult to suck cock as she panted from exhaustion. Still, though men held her thighs and thrust themselves into her. 'Maybe' she thought 'I'll get a second wind'

"More" she said, more quietly than she had all day. She tried to run a hand through her tangled sweaty black hair. When she looked at it it was covered in cum. She wondered what in g-d's name her face looked like. She guessed it was a mess. Yet men still approached her, looking at her with lust in their eyes.

She was a goddess. She was queen of the auditorium. She felt more desired, more wonderful than she ever had in her entire life. This was beyond her mantra. This wasn't what sluts do. Most sluts would never be brave, and daring enough to do this. She was proud.

Hours later after the last man came onto the sea of cum covering her belly, and every other part of her body, she laid and panted. She could hear the exhausted breathing of the men around her. She tried to clear the cum away from her eyes, difficult since her fingers were covered in cum too.

She rolled onto her side and saw men wiping themselves down with towels, starting to dress and starting to leave. She saw a massive pile of used condoms in a corner. She saw torn pieces of fabric that must have been her clothes scattered everywhere.

"Wait!" she tried to shout with her lost voice. "How many were there?" she swallowed, tasting the salt of semen on the back of her tongue, wondering if that would ever go away, wondering if she wanted it to.

Then she saw a pair of white legs. She shook her head. Who was this?

"Eighty-seven" a familiar voice said as it helped Jill to her feet.

Jill was very unsteady. As she rose, cum ran down every crevice in her body. She turned to find Professor Klein wearing a t-shirt and panties, helping her up. "Professor? Were you here? Were you fucking?"

"I was here" the professor answered "but I was just watching... and enjoying."

Jill smiled.

"I'm proud of you Jill. You're becoming one of my best students."

Jill had never been happier. But a sudden sense of worry filled her. "How many?" she asked again.

"Eighty seven."

Jill thought. It was difficult to think. It was difficult to calculate. Still 87 plus the twenty-something she had already done was only around 100. She still had 400 to go. "I have to fuck more" she said, wrestling herself free from the professor's grip, slipping on the pool of cum beneath her and falling to the ground with a thud.

"Not today" Professor Klein said as she helped Jill up.

"No! Today!" Jill insisted. "Always!" She stumbled to the exit. The black men glanced at her as they passed by. Some of them smiled. Some of them looked her messy body up and down. "Who can help me?" Jill strained to say. "Who can take me somewhere where there are more men to fuck? I'll do anything."