It had been one week since Tom realized that the love of his life had become a common slut for Black Men after just a few days at college. Lexxy uploaded at least three videos per day to her OnlyFans, each about 45 to 90 minutes in length. Every single one was hardcore porn with Lexxy, the same mysterious Black stranger and brand new hair, makeup, outfits and set. Most of them included at least one other girl, very often Riley but with new girls every single day. The videos cost about one dollar per minute, and with about three hours of new content every day Tom found himself going broke to binge on his girlfriend's porn.
Lexxy's OF page exploded in this first week, growing to about 400 subscribers in the first week. Fans were amazed at the sheer volume of mindblowing sex this one 18-year-old was having, and her irresistible smoldering sex appeal kept white boys emptying their wallets for a chance to gaze upon her perfection.
Tom bought every single one of Lexxy's videos, unable to resist the chance to watch her amazing body and growing arsenal of lovemaking techniques. He purchased the videos anonymously under the handle Videofan2299, the most random name he could think of. He was desperate for Lexxy not to know just how hopelessly addicted he had become to masturbating to her ethereal beauty and the things she did with a larger, stronger man.
Tom had dropped over $1400 on Lexxy's OF in that first week. He exhausted his graduation money, savings from a part-time job and was even forced to cut into his college loans to send to her. He hated himself for buying her videos and cursed his own weakness, but still dropped everything to buy the videos within minutes of them dropping because he just couldn't resist her.
It was Friday afternoon, one week after Lexxy stopped responding to Tom's texts and one week since Tom had to start buying overpriced videos to see his girlfriend's face. With no more community college classes to attend, Tom decided enough was enough and vowed to go see Lexxy and win her back in person.
Tom logged into Videofan2299 and bought Lexxy's newest video. It was a $115 two-hour scene, starting with Lexxy dressed as Black Widow from the Marvel movies. She had on the skin-tight black jumpsuit that showed off her incredible curves, high heels and an obvious ScarJo/Black Widow wig. Riley was there too, dressed as a very slutted-up Wonder Woman, wearing an American flag bikini, thigh-high red boots with heels and a WW headband. There were two other girls there as well. An Asian beauty dressed as Margot Robbie's Harley Quinn and a redhead dressed as Mystique were there as well. They were in what appeared to be a well-lit balcony in the middle of Capital City where Lexxy's college was.
The video started out as most of Lexxy's did. Close-up shots of the beauties' asses, thighs, titties and faces, some suggestive dancing and crawling, lots of caressing and groping between the models.
After about 10 minutes of teasing, the four cosplay babes got on their handles and knees and began crawling suggestively, the camera focusing on each of their booties as they crawled away to the other room. When they reached the other room, the Black man from all of Lexxy's videos was there, dressed as Killmonger.
"It's time to pay your reparations with your bodies, colonizers," the Black stud said.
The four beauties crawled to him and began servicing his cock with their mouths. Lexxy and Riley took turns pleasuring the shaft and the head while the two other babes worshipped the balls. The stud's cock was so inhumanly large than having four women pleasuring it at the same time didn't even feel overly crowded or out of place, with each tongue in charge of a different spot.
Tom searched the video for any clues. The scene was shot in front of a window with several famous landmarks of the city visible. Every single shot had at least some of the city skyline apparent. It was as if the video was deliberately shot to make the location as obvious as possible.
Tom immediately figured out the general location and began driving to the scene. He figured that Lexxy would likely still be in the vicinity since it was only a few hours earlier in the video based on the position of the sun.
As the video went on, the knockouts began shedding their clothes and sucking him more intensely. It was clear the sex portion of the video was coming next.
"Follow me, you colonizing trash," the Killmonger cosplayer said. The four sluts obliged and crawled on their knees to the next room, following the Black stud.
The next room was clearly the master bedroom of a suite in the Plaza hotel in downtown capital city. The Plaza logo was absolutely everywhere, from the pillows to the walls to the robes, set up conveniently to be in shot during most scenes.
Killmonger then lays down on the bed, with Harley Quinn and Wonder Woman laying by his side, each one caressing him, licking and worshipping his body and rubbing his large muscles. Mystique, still painted blue, began bouncing on his cock while Lexxy, dressed as Black Widow, began riding his face his with her big juicy ass to the camera.
Within 20 minutes of this two hour video, Tom had already discovered the location of Lexxy's hotel. He drove up there immediately. occasionally glancing at Lexxy's video.
Tom concentrated on driving but listed to the sucking, pounding, squirting and screaming sounds from the video over the next hour and a half. He heard "CUM INSIDE ME!!!" at least a dozen times over the course of the video, and it sounded like more than half of those pleads did in fact end with a cumshot into an unprotected pussy.
By the time Tom got to the Plaza, the video was nearly over and each of the four women had a thoroughly soaked snatch leaking thing globules of man-cum.
Tom should have known that he couldn't compete with a man with a cock bigger than his forearm who just blew half a dozen loads in two hours without a sign of fatigue or fading stamina, but he was determined to win back the love of his life. Walking from his car to the hotel, he was determined to go room by room if he had to in order to find Lexxy.
Only he didn't need to. Walking into the hotel, there was a large, couldn't-miss sign on a promotional board by the hotel entrance.
"Superheroine gathering: Room 1901". There was a Black Panther logo beneath it. It couldn't have been a more obvious giveaway. Was Lexxy begging for Tom to go save her? Or daring him to try?
Tom hurried up to floor 19. The hotel was foreignly luxurious to Tom, who grew up upper-middle class but not filthy rich like the clientele the hotel seemed to be made for. Marble statues, adornments everywhere, floor tiles that looked like they belonged in a grand palace. The elevator even had a servant in a white-glove tuxedo who assisted guests to their rooms. Tom clearly didn't belong. He wondered how anyone he knew managed to afford all of this.
"Your floor, sir?" asked the employee.
"19"
"Ah, penthouse. Very well then."
