Short, standalone stories of 1,200 words or less.

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Since the start of the month, men across Los Angeles had been stumbling upon an explicit, and somewhat illicit, personal ad in various locations throughout the city. Now, with Christmas approaching, it seemed to be everywhere they went; sports venues, nightclub bathrooms and outside frat houses, not to mention plastered across social media and posted on any Internet forum worth its salt. It read as follows;

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,

And some big, fat cocks to blow!

Pretty 23 y.o black girl seeks big white schlongs for wild festive blowbang. Send dick pics to xxx

Zendaya's phone had started blowing up within minutes of posting the first ad and hadn't let up since; the young black actress inundated with an ungodly volume of lewd pictures at all times of the day and night. She trawled through the trove of images at regular intervals; saving those that met her stipulations and deleting the ones that didn't.

As she'd expected, the phalli flooding her inbox came in all manner of colours and sizes. Some were black, some brown, some olive, some yellow. Others were of an unusual shape or simply didn't measure up. Once she'd sorted the wheat from the chaff, Zendaya got to hand picking some of her faves. Some were harder to cut than others, but after much deliberation, the ebony starlet had landed on her chosen few. She punched out a text and sent it to the lucky winners.

Congratulations! You've made the cut. Cum to 1372 West 23rd Street, 90256 at 8pm on Christmas Eve, and bring those fat white cocks with you! 😉

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Cars of every make, model and year pulled into a warehouse parking lot in downtown LA at the specified time on December 24th. Men of varying ages, physical builds and degrees of attractiveness filed in through the open shutter and convened on the warehouse floor, swigging from beer bottles and passing around joints, exchanging thoughts and theories about their female host as they awaited her arrival.

Then, a little after 8.30, a door opened at the far end of the warehouse, every set of eyes in the vicinity fixed on Zendaya as she marched across the factory floor. Some knew full well who she was, while others didn't have the first clue and couldn't have cared less. But regardless of their degree of recognition, the guys agreed on one thing; she looked simply incredible in her festive get up. She wore a skimpy red dress that clung to her body like a second skin, the furry white hem barely extending past the peachy spheres of her ass, a set of thigh high white heeled boots rounding off the ensemble. Her curly dark hair hung gracefully about her shoulder blades, her gorgeous facial features dabbed, powdered, glossed and otherwise adorned with all manner of expensive cosmetics.

Zendaya approached her assembled studs and waded into the fray; no fewer than fifteen hung white men ringing her from all angles as they closed in around her. She dropped to her knees as the men took out their cocks; the long, girthy poles pointing at her dark face like white flesh arrows. One man placed a hand at the back of her head and fed his cock between her lips; plunging the lengthy wang right down to the balls. She choked it down with consummate ease, reaching up and gripping two more and stroking them vigorously as the men in front of her fucked her mouth.

Zendaya worked her way around the circle, choking every one of the thick white prongs down to the hilt as she went. Some of the guys gripped handfuls of her carefully styled hair as they plowed her pretty mouth, while others stood there, cocks at full mast, as they let the dark-skinned starlet do her thing. She sucked and slurped, stroked and jerked, the black beauty treating all fifteen of the oversized dongs to the multitude of tricks her skilled mouth and hands were capable of. She tongued at slits, encircled heads, lapped at shafts and sucked on balls; the ebony babe performing every one of the skills and techniques with the finesse and expertise of an experienced pornstar.

But she wasn't done yet. In fact, she had only just gotten started, and no sooner had she handled every one of the girthy white cocks individually, had she started tackling them in pairs. At one stage, she had two grasped at the base; the horny actress shifting back and forth swiftly from one to the other, choking down one of the girthy white schlongs, before switching to the next. At another, she had two in her mouth at once, the dark-skinned beauty slurping greedily at both the veiny shafts as she squeezed them between her lips.

And it didn't end there. And once she'd handled every cock at least twice, a leather armchair was wheeled into the centre of the circle. Where it had come from nobody was quite sure, but they beckoned Zendaya up onto it all the same; the actress laying on her back across the seat, her head hanging over the edge as her band of studs formed a line before her.

One by one they stepped up to the plate; every one of the endowed white men presenting her with a part of their intimate anatomy to pleasure with her mouth. Some fed their dicks back between her lips and fucked her mouth once more. Others squatted over her and dipped their balls in her mouth. While more still, turned around and backed up towards her, presenting her with a male asshole, some waxed, some hairy, to plunge her tongue inside. Saliva smeared across her lips and chin and trickled down her face as the guys took their turn in her mouth. Mascara blotched around her eyes. False lashes came loose and clung to her forehead.

Finally, after an hour plus of rampant face-fucking, the guys were ready to cum. Someone scooped her up from the armchair and set her down on her knees. They guys surrounded her once more; pointing their dicks at any part of her upper body they could get to as they stroked them vigorously.

Two guys went off at nearly the exact same time; splashing either side of her face with streaks of hot seed. And that was just the beginning. Before long, the men were shooting loads at her from every conceivable angle. Some hit her full in the face, splattering over her nose, lips and across her eyes. Others aimed their goop at her hair, thick trails of the creamy, off-white seed making a mess of her wavy black locks, while more still stood behind and beat off onto the top of her head. By the time they were done, Zendaya was bathed in jism from the shoulders up; nigh on every square inch of her dark features painted white with volumes of Causasian spunk.

"Wow!" she exclaimed, her eyes glued shut with the ropes of hot seed coating her pretty face. "Now that's what I call a white Christmas!"