Chapter 5
by 
91timhard
Will she let her Boyfriend die, or will she stop fucking?
She keeps on fucking and lets him die
These last 3 words send her over the edge. She knows, that this is so fucking wrong, but she can not resist but give in. She kisses him deeply, passionately, pushes her tongue in his mouth and her body against his.
She knows what this completely unreasonable decision means. Her task, of giving the antidote, and the pain of having to stop fucking. They are all gone, falling off of her. She completely gave in. Now shes gonna get fucked and filled so good, while her boyfriend dies next to her. She knows that there wont be a reason to stop anymore, too much time has passed. There are no more 2 minutes, it was now or never. She could have saved him so easily, but this black god seduced her so easily into sacrificing her BFs life. Even if she would regain control of herself, collect the pills and give him the antidote, at this point his **** would be inevitable. It would be too late. This knowledge took all the pressure from her. It was the last chance to safe him, the last reason to stop this fantastic sinful sex. She passed it, she took the most evil, selfish, insane decision of her life, just for lust. Why does this thought make her even hornier?
The black man throws her on the table and fucks her, her face next to her BFs lifeless head. He is really gone. She did that. This black god made her do it, and it was so easy for him. She needs him to cum inside of her. She wants to raise his child. She wants to never forget this night. She begs him to cum inside her. He does, filling her up with his black seed. The womb, that was planned for her BFs future kids.
He leaves. She doesn’t even know his name. She lays there, in sweat and body juices, next to her dead boyfriend, shocked about what just happened, what she did. She looks at him. He is dead. The boy she loved died…so young…and for what? For her sexual pleasure. It made her feel sad, guilty, confused. But at the same time, it makes her horny again. The feeling of completely giving in to sexual pleasure… giving in to a black man….making the ultimate sacrifice. She bites her lips and knows, that she would sacrifice his life again, if she could.
She understands, that she will be addicted to this feeling forever. And she knows some whiteboys, that have a lifelong crush on her, and that would probably sacrifice their lives for her, if she just seduces them into it. She will seduce as many whiteboys as possible into ending their life for her, while she gets rewarded by black men. But her BF will always be her first. She will never forget that orgasm that came with his end.
What's next?
- No further chapters
- Add a new chapter