TITLE    : The Dark Sciences
STORYID  : the-dark-sciences
SUMMARY  : Melissa is the subject of a cruel but effective experiment.
AUTHOR   : OnyxMasters@lit
DATE     : 2022-12-28
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |bbc|bnwo|drugged|cheating|cuckold|cruel|black bred|white woman|black man|


(The following story contains race-play, which is offensive to some, and death, which is in no way sexualized, but I wanted to warn the reader. This story is meant to be extremely dark, and I don't advise reading it unless you enjoy the most twisted of things. Enjoy at your own risk.)

Melissa sat in her fairly comfortable waiting chair, waiting casually for the doctor, or tech, or whomever the hell was running this experiment to show up and speak to her. Melissa wasn't big on all this pompous nonsense, she was pretty rebellious after all, a lover of motorcycles, skull jewelry and the color black. She dressed the part, with her black tank top, boot cut jeans with the metal studs, her fingerless black gloves that exposed her skull rings, and while no one could see it currently, her confederate flag panties (a particular favorite of her husband Eric).

Melissa and Eric had been married for five years now, though this wasn't her first time, having been married when she was in her twenties as well, and really only finding someone new once her kids had mostly grown up. She still looked good for a woman in her early forties, though she dyed her hair extra blonde these days, but her C cup breasts hardly sagged, her butt was still firm, and her vagina was well trimmed and had kept most of it's youthful vigor and elasticity. Paired with her ice blue eyes, she was one sexy bitch, or so she thought.

"Good morning Mrs. Swallows, or, do you prefer your maiden name?" the young black tech asked as he entered the room finally.

"Swallows is fine. Trust me, my husband would have a fit. He already started, by the way?" Melissa asked, knowing her husband had signed up for this clinical trial as well, the promise of extra cash hard to pass up.

"I apologize, I'm not permitted to discuss other subjects." he said, giving her an empathizing look, "Allow me to first thank you on behalf of Noir Labs, now, while I have all the basics from your form, I have a few questions I need to ask before we get started."

"Sure, go ahead." she said, sitting back and folding her arms.

"Alright, are you sexually active?" he said, glancing up at her from his chart.

"Yes I am. Quite so." she said, thinking of the moment she and Eric had shared that morning.

"Excellent." he said, making a mark, "And how long have you been married?"

"Well, with Eric, five years, but before that I..." she started, unsure why that mattered.

"Five years, okay." he said, making another mark, "Are you fertile?"

"I... uh, as far as I know. But we use protection, if that's what you..." she started again.

"That's fine, no need to worry about the details." He said, starting to annoy her with the interruptions, "Have you ever cheated in this, or any other relationship?"

"Hell no. What kind of thing to ask is that?" She said, nearly ready to get up and leave.

"I apologize, but it's pertinent to our research, we certainly don't judge." he said, glancing up at her again. "Last question before we move on, do you approve or disapprove of interracial relationships?"

Melissa was a bit taken back by this, she knew what she was supposed to answer, but in truth, she wasn't a big fan. She had fallen into biker culture, not because she was some insane racist or anything, but it was primarily free of from the influences of black culture, which she found repulsive, but that had nothing to do with the color of someone's skin as much as it did their mentality.

"Hey, people do what they want to do. Love is love, and all that, right?" she said, hoping that was vague enough to satisfy his curiosity.

"Gotcha, okay, next I'm going to cite some statistics, and I want you to just respond naturally to them, alright?" he said, flipping the page on his clipboard.

"Alright, lay it on me." she said, easing up a little.

"Mixed race couples have stronger offspring due to dominant traits mixing." he said, looking at her.

"Okay, I guess." she said, unsure.

"The average erect penis length of a white male is roughly 5.1 inches, whereas a black male penis tends to be 8 inches or higher."

"Good for them?" she said, again, not sure what was going on in this study.

"The average white male ejaculation is roughly 1.25ml or roughly 1tsp and contains up to 250 million sperm cells, whereas a black male produces roughly eight times that figure on average."

"That... that doesn't seem right." she said, thinking it over for a moment.

"Penis length contributes to conception, as the deeper the insertion, the less distance to the ovaries."

"I guess that makes sense." Melissa said, a bit confounded.

"Up to 80% of women claim to have faked orgasm with their partner, this number plummets to almost zero when referencing partners of African decent."

"You're making this stuff up." she said, starting to see the big picture here.

"Marriages have a 60% likelihood of ending in divorce."

"Except with a black guy, right?" she said sarcastically.

"Alright, thank you for your candor with your responses, I'm going to be stepping out, but another representative will be with you shortly." he said, flipping his notes closed, smiling and heading out the door.

"What kind of racist ass bullshit is this?" Melissa said to the room, looking around.

The room wasn't very interesting, it was white walled with the exception of a large mirror, had grey floor tiles, the waiting chair, a fake plant, a trash bin, though surprisingly, it had a floor drain. Melissa crossed her legs, her black boot bouncing as she sat impatiently, wondering what the deal with all this was. After another couple minutes, a large black male with a white coat and stethoscope came in, and offered his hand as he introduced himself.

"Good morning Mrs. Swallows, my name is Dr. Fox, and I'll be performing your physical examination." he said, his large black hand dwarfing her own.

"Oh, nice to meet you... did you say physical exam?" she said, a little nervous.

"Yes ma'am, it was outlined on the form you signed, so I would need you to please remove your clothes and stand here against the wall." he said, gesturing to the wall opposite of the mirror.

"Oh, I..." Melissa didn't really know what to say, she had barely read the form, all she knew was that she and her husband would both be receiving a thousand dollars for their time.

But, for a thousand dollars, she figured what the hell, and started taking off her boots. She slipped out of her long black socks, pulled her tank top off over her head, and unsnapped her black lace bra, the large globes of her breasts bouncing lightly, her thick pink nipples firming slightly in the cool air. Lastly, she slid her jeans down, taking her panties along with them in an effort to conceal the confederate flag on the back, before gently padding over to the designated area, her bare feet slapping the tile floor lightly with each step.

"Alright, here I guess... Um, what do you need me to do now?" she said, a little embarrassed being nude in front of this black stranger.

"Alright, first, if you can press your backside against the wall, and lean down as far as you can, touch your toes if your able." he said, looking at her with casual disinterest.

"Sure, okay." she said, making a superb show of it, leaning down and touching the floor with both palms, having always been surprisingly flexible.

"Very nice." he said, not noting anything. "Now, if you can kneel down, and arch your back for me please."

Melissa did as she was told, stretching out as far as she could, resting on her elbows, her nipples brushing the ground.

"Very good, now if you can sit back up, and open your mouth and say Ahhhh" the doctor said, not currently in her view.

Melissa pulled herself back up to her knees, craning her head slightly with her tongue out making the standard doctoral "Ahhhh" noise, which quickly turned into an "Ahhhhh!" of surprise instead, as he had produced his penis, a shocking ten inch black monster as thick as her wrist.

"Oh... what, what are you doing?" she said nervously, her blue eyes fixed on his large protruding member.

"I want you to put it in your mouth." he said, nonchalantly.

"My mouth..?" Melissa said, cold nervousness running through her. "I... look, I'm impressed and all, but I have a husband and I..." she started, her eyes never leaving his thick dark cock.

He didn't say a word, he simply stood there, his colossal cock thrust right in her face. Melissa hated to admit it, but she was starting to salivate slightly, both upstairs and downstairs. She was hesitant, but the urge to suck it was growing by the second, and before she knew it, the cold nervousness had snapped, and she leaned forward, grabbing the shaft with her hand, putting it in her mouth and sucking it with a sudden but deep satisfaction. A pleasured moan escape as she savored the taste, the magnificent girth and size, even the faint musk coming from him, all of it was overpowering. Without even thinking, Melissa put her left hand down and starting rubbing herself, her fingers dipping inside of her pussy as she jerked and sucked the impressive black dick.

Behind the mirror, two men stood, one, the same black technician as before, who commented to the other man, "Notice how she started sucking without prompting? He only asked her to put it in her mouth, her brain and body did the rest. Observe."

Melissa was unaware of anything beyond the succulent dark meat in her mouth, her saliva escaping her lips as she moaned in pleasure, her fingers working harder and faster. Her body bobbed and bounced, her toes curling as she felt herself tensing in climax.

"Open, open." Dr. Fox said, easing her back and taking his cock into his own hands.

Melissa obeyed, sitting back and craning her neck to facilitate his incoming load, the finger showcasing her wedding ring still dipping inside her pussy. His cum shot was larger than life, fountaining directly into her mouth, and racing up her face to her forehead, splattering everywhere at the sheer force. The follow up pulses still getting all over her cheeks as he lowered his aim, and pumped the rest directly between her open and eager lips. Melissa had been a bit doubtful of the earlier statistics she was given, but this guy was living proof of one thing in particular, she had never taken a load this massive before from any white lover. The taste was even incredible, as she swished it around in her mouth before greedily swallowing all that she could.

"Very good, very good." Dr. Fox said, shaking the last drops off on her. "Now please stand, and bend over facing the mirror please."

Melissa was absolutely dumbfounded, her brain a mess of dopamine and animal lust, making her body respond without so much as a thought. She got up to her feet, and stepped away from the wall slightly to accommodate him, bending over and thrusting her ass up. Dr. Fox wasted little time, parking the saliva and cum tipped mess of his black cock directly against Melissa's wet white pussy, and pushing firmly. Her body had a hard time taking him all in, her cervix barely able to contain him, the length pushing in so deep it literally couldn't go any further. Melissa had given birth to two children, a boy and a girl, both of which were 18 now, and though it had been a while, the pain was not too dissimilar, but this time, dripping with sexual pleasure. She bit her lip, and braced her hands against her knees, as he finished mounting her, his thick hands grabbing her hips as he proceeded to pump his cock inside her.

The two men behind the mirror engaged again, the young tech saying, "Note her earlier objection to the idea of cheating, and how she responds now. She hasn't questioned him at all, even about protection."

It had been nearly 10 minutes, and Melissa was in pure ecstasy, his thick black dick smashing into her insides, reaching deeper than any white boy ever had, her tits swinging wildly as he thrust hard and fast, her toes curling as orgasm was racing to overtake her yet again.

"Tell me, who's better, me or your husband." Dr. Fox said, not breaking his stride.

"You... you are... you're so much better... holy shit... fuckfuckfuck" Melissa babbled, her hair splaying around her face, and her words broken up, with each deep pump.

Melissa exploded into orgasm, almost losing control this time and falling forward, Dr. Fox quickly grabbed her waist hard pulling her up, wrapping an arm around her midsection and standing her up as he continued. Melissa ran a hand through her hair as she whipped back, her mouth open in pure pleasure. She was pushing back with her hips, doing most of the work now, as he reached around and grabbed her throat choking her with a large black hand. Melissa positively lost it, cumming so hard she screamed hoarsely through her clamped throat as her eyes rolled back. He released his grip slightly, climaxing himself, the thick jets pumping directly inside Melissa's pink insides, his sperm, over a billion strong, gang penetrating her precious egg easily inseminating her.

"Holy... holy shit... that was..." was all she could manage as she enjoyed the hot powerful rush of his semen flooding into her deeply satisfied pussy.

The tech, once more behind the wall, asked his companion for patience, explaining there was one last test, "Hang on, I know, we're almost there, now watch as he asks for something almost all women would normally reject outright."

Dr. Fox slipped his large cock out, much to Melissa's dismay, grabbing her shoulder and pushing her over again, pressing the head of his cock directly into her ass.

"Ever done anal before?" he said, barely waiting for any sort of agreement.

"No..." Melissa gasped, "My husband... we talked... oh, just fuck me." she said, bracing herself for the fresh wave of orgasmic pain, pushing herself up on her tip toes.

Dr. Fox stuffed every inch of himself directly up her ass, Melissa nearly going cross eyed at the strange and wonderful penetration of her most forbidden of zones, a grin breaking across her face. He savaged her with the same ferocity he had shown her pussy, his slick cock driving in all the way to his balls over and over. Melissa leaned forward, grabbing her ankles, bracing herself, and enjoyed the ride of her life.

"Alright, enough, I can't just sit here like this." Eric said behind the mirror to the tech who had been having him observe the entire encounter.

"Actually, this is where you come in, figuratively speaking. I'm going to flip this switch, which will allow her to both see and hear you, say whatever you want." the young black technician said, doing just that.

The mirror suddenly switched to plain looking glass, Eric standing up behind it and pounding a fist against it as he yelled through the microphone.

"MELISSA! WHAT THE FUCK!?" he barked, spittle coming from his lips, "MELISSA, IT'S ERIC, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!"

Melissa heard Eric, and leaned up slightly, looking him in the face. She felt no embarrassment, no shame, or even guilt, she simply leaned back down, grabbed her ankles again, continuing to have her ass dominated by the exceptionally well hung Dr. Fox, as she braced for the next series of intense orgasms.

"MELISSA!!!" Eric shouted as loud as he could, thinking she couldn't hear him.

"Now, it's up to you, but if you want to end it all right now, just push the button on your wrist brace, but..." the tech said, Eric slamming his hand down on it without even thinking.

The brace released a small but lethal dose of cyanide, making Eric stop suddenly, his chest a knot of cold pain, sweat lightly forming on his brow.

"What..?" he choked out, looking to the tech.

"End it all right now..? Was that not clear enough? You people really need to read the forms." he said, watching as Eric slowly slumped to the ground, dying.

In the room beyond the glass, Melissa came over and over again, hot African seed being pumped directly into her anal cavity, drool lightly slipping from her lips as she was utterly overwhelmed by the intense sexual chemistry in her brain. Dr. Fox lowered her to the ground gently, Melissa shakily putting her hands beneath her head, and almost immediately falling asleep, her ass still thrust up, utterly exhausted from the vigorous experiment she had just taken part in.

Dr. Fox tucked himself away, and circled around to the observation area, opening the door which hit Eric's recently deceased body.

"Oh shit, again?" Fox said, looking at the tech with a sardonic smile.

"I know, right? That's the 20th this week so far." he said, checking his chart.

"They really should read the form better." Fox said, both of them chuckling.

"I have to say, this pheromone spray treatment combined with the subtle seminal drug is working wonders." the tech said, reviewing his information.

"It absolutely is, these white women can't resist the sexual pheromone, and the highly addictive quality the pills give our semen..? They won't be able to settle for anything less." Dr. Fox said, genuinely pleased with his results. "She didn't care AT ALL when her husband confronted her."

"Well, let's get him down to the incinerator with the others, and I'll have some of the other boys put his wife... sorry, his widow, in the containment area with the other addicted women. Should we notify next of kin?" the tech asked, grabbing Eric's wrists and dragging him toward the center of the room for space.

"Nah, this guy didn't have kids of his own. Though if I recall, Melissa here has an 18 year old daughter." Dr. Fox said, giving the tech a knowing look.

"I'll call her in immediately." the tech said, referencing his chart for the contact info.

