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Archive for December, 2011

My wife, Chastity, has a sister, Bella,  several years her
junior, that has always been on the wild side.  My prim and proper
wife was usually aghast at the latest information concerning her
little sister’s sexual exploits.  It wasn’t that she condemned her,
she just didn’t understand her.  I, on the other hand was always
fascinated, and frequently aroused by her actions and her
appearance.  She looked spectacular in a mini-skirt, and I loved
hearing from my wife what Bella had told her about her latest
lover’s big cock.  I secretly hoped in fact that Bella’s influence would
corrupt my wife, and when I look back now I can’t help but wonder if
I’ve merely reaped what I had sown.  Many years ago I told my wife
that I was impotent and I simply couldn’t get aroused anymore.  She
took it very badly, she felt it was a reflection on her.  I said that
we were still married and that didn’t mean she could cheat on me.
She seemed offended my the mere suspicion.  Even to this
day she has always maintained that she just isn’t interested in
having sex with another man.  Imagine my surprise, though, when
I found out she had told her little sister all about my problem and my
accusation!  I was completely embarrassed that someone in her family,
particularly someone with so little sense of discretion, was aware of
my peculiar sexual dysfunction.  But Bella told Chastity she thought
she should get some action from a “real man” and actually offered to
let her use her apartment to meet her lovers! My wife, politely but
chastely, thanked her for her offer but declined her invitation.  
      
       It took me awhile, and I eventually accepted the fact that my
wife intended to keep her wedding vows and remain faithful all her life.
It even seemed that her sister was settling down. We had moved away
and didn’t see her sister much, but rumor had it that she had met
someone she wanted to marry.  I think it was troubling to the family
that Luke was in his thirties, twice Bella’s age.  My wife and I soon
became the only family members that were not against her marrying
Luke.  So it didn’t surprise us when Bella and Luke showed up on
our doorstep on their “honeymoon” asking if they could stay with us.
They had eloped we were told, and couldn’t afford a proper honeymoon,
but wanted desperately to get away from the rest of the family for a few days.
We were sworn to secrecy about their marriage because Luke was
black and Chastity’s family was pretty racist, her dad was always
complaining about “niggers”.  But we were happy to help them, Bella
was her little sister.  It was a happiness that didn’t last too
long.  As we got to know Luke it was hard to escape the conclusion
that Chastity’s family had been right.   Luke was obnoxious,
arrogant, vulgar, and aggressive.  At 6’5″, a good 260 lbs, he
reminded me of the school yard bully who, secretly ashamed of
spending year after year in the sixth grade, realizes that he can
use his superior size and strength to punish the other students for
his stupidity.  “Remember when I said you can’t see other men,”
I told my wife, “that goes double for anyone like Luke!” Prompted
by my remark she told me how Luke had crassly propositioned
her before he’d even spent an hour with us, and had been nearly
unrelenting in his pursuit. “Don’t worry,” she replied, “I don’t think
I’ve ever met a more loathsome man.”
      
       We probably should have asked them to leave then and there,
but we didn’t know how to explain it to Bella.  I think because she
knew I’d make a scene and embarrass her sister if she told me,
Chastity didn’t mention that Luke’s advances had included attempts at
kissing her, fondling her breasts, and feeling her up.  And since I
didn’t know the full extent of what had been happening, we agreed
that for Bella’s sake we’d let them stay the week and just try to
make the best of it.
      
       Whether Luke mellowed or we became more tolerant, by the
third day of their stay, we seemed to be getting along well enough
for the four of us to go out dining and dancing. Both Bella and
Chastity wore mini-skirts, and according to my wife, had mutually
agreed to wear crotchless pantyhose without their panties.  And
since Chastity told me, I suspect that Bella had shared this fact with
Luke as well.  It seemed a curious and provocative choice given the
circumstances, but it was terribly arousing to view our sexy wives
together knowing what they weren’t wearing, and though I can’t
imagine Luke being any less effected, he appeared to be on his
absolute best behavior.
      
       The evening proceeded along rather innocently.  It wasn’t
until after midnight and several drinks that Luke asked my wife to
dance.   I danced with Bella and my cock was stiff the entire time.
All I could think about was fucking her. Looking at Luke and Chastity
I was surprised to observe his remarkable restraint, given his
actions of the past few days. He could have been her brother.
      
       Not much of a dancer myself, and half wasted, I soon grew
tired of dancing with Bella  and managed to suppress my distaste for
Luke, allowing him to monopolize Chastity on the dance floor.  Pretty
soon there were guys coming over to the table to ask Bella to dance
(an event to which I remember thinking that Luke was strangely
untroubled) and I found myself frequently sitting alone.   It gave
me plenty of time and opportunity to pay close attention to Luke
and my wife. With each dance he got a little bolder and Chastity a
little more drunk and little more receptive.  She apparently got
tired of pushing his hands away from her ass, for eventually I
watched her just shrug and rest her head on his shoulder, her arms
wrapped loosely around his neck, while his large hands just held and
kneaded her big butt. Though I was greatly disgusted with her casual
acquiescence to Luke’s pawing, I was also more than a little
aroused and made allowance for her inebriated condition.   When we
got back to the house we went to our room and Luke and Bella went
to theirs.  I know Luke  was “climbing the walls” horny, but Bella
was so drunk we had to carry her into the bedroom.  Chastity and I
didn’t even bother going to bed.  I sat her on the bathroom sink and
pushed her skirt up,  eating her pussy through her crotchless hose.
When I couldn’t stand it any longer I just stood between her legs
and fucked her right on the sink, still clothed, her red spike heels
digging into my ass.  Chastity went into the kitchen afterwards to get
something to drink and I stayed in the bedroom and watched a late
movie on TV while I waited for her.  I guess I dozed off for a
couple of minutes and when I came around and she still wasn’t back,
I went looking for her.
      
       Heading downstairs to the kitchen I was arrested by a jumble
of movement in the living room below me.  I stopped cold at the top
of the stairs trying to understand the scene in front of me.  There
was enough light drifting into the living room from the kitchen to
make out my 5’4″, 125 pound, wife on the sofa, struggling to get
away from Luke, who was on top of her and trying to kiss her.  I
remembered their last dance in the bar and stepped back into the
shadows out of sight wondering if she’d arranged to meet him.  It
just didn’t make any sense, it was hard to imagine her taking such a
chance particularly with the children in the house.  Still I
hesitated.  A part of me, even while automatically trusting her,
felt an irrational jealously.  I wondered if she had lied about her
repulsion to his brash vulgarity.  I wondered why she hadn’t cried
out, or had she while I was sleeping?   Maybe she liked him after
all. She’d always said she preferred older men.  He was tall,
muscular, and powerful.  Bella had even bragged confidentially about
his cock size. Maybe she was turned on by his physical prowess and
rugged good looks. Thinking about it filled me with self-doubt and
self-loathing, diminishing me and sapping my confidence.  By the
time I realized with certainty that her behavior was anything but
consensual, I had already felt the last instinct for action drain
slowly out of me and I kept my place in the dark
      
        Luke sat astride her waist and held her arms over her head,
clamping both her wrists together with one big powerful hand.  He
used his other hand to prevent her head from turning away as he
showered her face with kisses and alternately licked and sucked her
lips.  He was taking his time with her, savoring every second.
Whenever she opened her mouth to speak or cry out he buried his
tongue down her throat.  I could hear her grunting as she tried to
buck and heave her hips up to throw him off but there was just no
way she could dislodge him with his greatly superior weight and
strength. Kicking him in the back with the spike of her heel  seemed
to have some minimal effect, but by this time he had pulled her
blouse up and pushed her bra over her tits, and he managed to
diminish her enthusiasm for this approach by simply pinching and
tweaking her nipples.
      
       Repositioning himself to cover her mouth with his free hand,
he sucked her nipples alternately, one then the other and back
again.  He was at it for at least ten minutes before I finally heard
him speak. His boldness shocked me. His loud voice was almost a
challenge.  It left me with the feeling that nothing could make him
stop.  Little did I know that he was taunting me, having spotted me
lurking cowardly upstairs in the dark.  “I don’t know why you’re
fighting this,” he told my wife, “telling your sister about your
crotchless pantyhose so she’d tell me, letting me grab your ass on
the dance floor with your husband right there, I’ve never seen a
cunt hotter to get fucked than you.”  She pleaded with him to leave
her alone, even promising not to tell if he’d just stop.  Ignoring
her appeals,  he tried kissing her again but she turned her head
away, and this time rather than hold it in place he just tongued her
ear, licking her face and tonguing the other ear whenever she turned
her head to escape his hungry mouth.
      
       “Bella told me about your husband’s teeny little weenie. And
I know she told you about my big dick.  How much she loves it.
You’re gonna love it too baby.  You’re gonna be all mine once you
get fucked by a real man.” Still holding her arms over her head with
one hand he used his other to unbutton his jeans and extract his
cock.  It was so big and hard he had some difficulty getting it out.
Chastity just stared, stunned at the sight of it.  It was a good nine
or ten inches and thick as her wrist with a large purple helmet. It
was a magnificent specimen and dwarfed my own cock in length, girth,
and sheer beauty.  He moved up to straddle her chest and rubbed his
huge prick all over her face.  “Open your mouth and suck it bitch,”
he commanded.  She turned her head away and he slapped her check
with his cock. When she continued to refuse his instructions he held
her head again with his free hand and pinched off  her nostrils to
force her to breath through her mouth.  “Ok, ” he sighed, “if you
won’t suck it I’ll just have to go ahead and fuck you now.”
      
       She tried to clamp her legs together but he appeared to find
little difficulty in prying them apart and positioning himself
between her thighs.  I could still see her red heels at the end of
her open,  pantyhose covered legs.  Her skirt was pushed up almost
to her waist and her blouse and bra had been pulled up over her
tits.   She continued to struggle and plead with him to stop,
wiggling her hips to forestall his entry, and he briefly contented
himself with rubbing his cockhead over her slit.  “Please don’t do
this,” she begged.   “I swear I won’t tell anyone if you’ll just let
me go.”
      
       “You’ll be begging for more of my big cock when I’m through
with you baby,”  he replied.  Pushing his fingers into her pussy he
detected her cum filled cunt and mistook it as a sign of arousal and
desire.  Her wetness seemed to inflame his lust. “Damn baby,” he
exclaimed, “you just may be a bigger slut than your sister.”
Suddenly he lost all control.  In a flash he had both hands holding
her hips, steadying his target, and before she had time to react his
cock was driving into her cunt.
      
       “UUggghhhhh,” she grunted, loudly, as his big prick bottomed
out into her cervix in one quick plunge.  “Oh, oooohhhh, god baby,”
he moaned, “your cunt is so fucking tight.”
      
       Realizing, I suppose, that her resistance had failed to deter
him, Chastity apparently had decided to quit fighting. Perfectly still
now, she turned her head away and lay limply while Luke pumped his
cock into her.  Luke was unaffected by her indifference.  “Your hot
cunt feels so good around my big cock baby,” he told her as he
alternately massaged her breasts and tongued her ear.  “I’m not in
any hurry honey.  I think I just may spend the night in here.”  My
wife didn’t look at him and didn’t answer and he continued to take
his time with her.  She made no attempt to resist when he hooked his
arms under her knees to raise her thighs against his chest in order
to increase his penetration.  He fucked into her with deep, slow,
strokes, and eventually his technique began to produce results.
      
       She started to grunt each time his cockhead bottomed out into
her cervix and she turned her head to look at him.  Her lips were
pulled tight around clenched teeth.  “Ooohhh,” moaned Luke with
every thrust.  “I love your cunt.  I love fucking you.”  Chastity’s
grunts were softening now.   Her breathing was becoming deeper and
was followed by long, raspy exhalations. I could see her hips begin
to move in almost imperceptible undulations.  “That’s it baby,”
Luke exhorted her, “now you’re gettin’ into it. Move your cunt
around on my cock.  Show me what a slut you are.  Show me how much
you love my cock”
      
       “Ooohhh God, uummmhhhh,” moaned my wife, her head tilted
back, mouth open and groaning openly.  Luke moved to kiss her and
this time she didn’t turn her head away, but met his hungry mouth
with open lips.  Her whole body was moving now.  Every muscle
stretching tight to force her pelvis up to capture every centimeter
of the cock pumping into her greedy cunt.  Both her hands reached
out frantically to pull in his pistoning buttocks as if, filled and
stretched with more cock than she’d ever had, she craved still more.
Still unsatisfied she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs
around his back.  Her red heels dug into his flesh as he fucked her,
but he was oblivious to anything except the feel of the hot, tight
vagina wrapped around his throbbing cock. The sofa creaked and
squeaked under them in a rhythm of lust.  “Oh god, fuck me” she
pleaded now. They were like animals, totally out of control.  Luke
asking her a series of short and nasty questions.  “Do you like
getting fucked by my big dick?  Is it bigger than your husbands?”
My wife answering, “yes, oh God, yeesssssss!” “You hot fucking
slut,” he told her.  “Shake your big fat ass!! Make that pussy dance
around my cock you nasty fucking whore.”  She came in an explosion
and almost at the same time, Luke drained the content of his balls
deep into her wet cunt.  After  Luke  had finished fucking my wife,
he remained on top and began to kiss her.  Having cum, and now
apparently feeling guilty about her ultimately willing capitulation
to Luke’s brazen violation of the sanctity of our marriage, Chastity
signaled that her cooperation was finished, by turning her head away
in shame.   Suddenly terrified at the thought of being discovered, I
shrunk back further into the shadows and literally crawled across
the upstairs landing and back into our bedroom.  When my wife joined
me just minutes later I pretended to be asleep and she made no
attempt to wake me.
      

       The next morning I was sure she would say something about
what happened, but not a word was mentioned.  There was a certain
tension in the air between Chastity and Luke, and though Luke was
boldly attentive to her, she accepted his attention with almost a
grim resignation.  All of my repeated attempts to find out if
anything was wrong were greeted with the same half-hearted “nothing
at all.”   I assumed Chastity felt guilty for the way she had
responded to Luke and I longed to console her, but I dared not even
hint that I had timidly witnessed her ravishment.  Luke cast a
knowing grin in my direction several times and I assumed he was
reveling in his memory of how he had used my wife without my
knowledge, an error of judgment on my part that was soon to be
corrected.
      
       It didn’t surprise me when we were in bed that night Chastity
seemed distracted and completely uninterested in sex.  But it did
surprise me that she seemed in such a hurry for me to go to sleep. I
did my best to convince her that I’d drifted off, almost giving up
when it appeared to have produced no results, but ultimately my
patience paid off and I felt her gently sneaking out of bed.   Again
I crept out of our bedroom and took my place in the shadows at the
top of the stairs, but this time there was no one in the living
room. This time they were in the library.  And this time my vantage
point allowed me to see them easily while making it much more
difficult for them to see me.
      
       I could hear them talking clearly as the sounds waved upward
to my position at the top of the stairs.  My wife was telling him
that she had only agreed to meet him to be given the opportunity to
tell him what a lout and a bastard he had been to force her into sex
the previous night.  Luke chuckled and said, “I might be a ‘lout’
but I’ve also got the kind of hot cock that you love. Don’t you,
bitch?”  Chastity’s silence revealed more than I cared to know. Her
intentions might have been honorable in meeting him, just to tell
him off, but faced with his strong dominate personality, she had
melted and was now just standing there as he removed his pajama
bottoms.  With a flick of his wrists he removed her skimpy
translucent dressing gown “besides, bitch, if you didn’t want some
more of this big cock of mine, you wouldn’t have shown up in such a
sexy outfit just to confront me, isn’t that true.”  Again my Chastity
said nothing but she slowly  nodded her head in agreement.  Now, I
was truly crushed, knowing that my wife was no longer simply being
forced by her crude and rough brother-in-law into sex but was
actually his willing participant. It was now obvious to me that my
Chastity loved the strong way he manipulated her and was interested in
sex from the kind of strong forceful man that I could never be!
Without further words he forced my wife onto her knees in front of
him.
      
       Then, Luke sat naked in one of our big reclining library
chairs.  The top of the doorway blocked my view of his head but I
could see everything clearly from about his neck down.  My loving
wife was now naked too, and she was on her knees before her
brother-in-law struggling to swallow every inch of his big, fat,
cock.  Luke’s huge hands enveloped her head and held it firmly in
place as his hips bounced up and down, fucking his prick into my
wife’s hot, hungry mouth and down her throat the same way he had
invaded her hot, hungry cunt the night before.  “That’s it bitch,”
he told her, “swallow that dick you little cock hungry whore. Choke
on it!  Make your mouth a sloppy wet cunt to eat my dick!”  She
gobbled him ravenously, choking almost every time his balls slapped
against her chin, but redoubling her efforts with each new stream of
rough and dirty talk.  I thought it would end with his cock blasting
loads of stirringly cum down her greedy throat, but it eventually
became clear that she wasn’t going to let him cum just once, and it
didn’t take long to find out why.  If I harbored any remaining
thoughts that my Chastity was being coerced into her sexual activities
with Luke they were now completely dispelled as Chastity was now the
initiator of the actions. Getting up off her knees she pushed Luke
back in the reclining chair and then straddled his hips, guiding his
cock to her pussy lips and then sitting down on it,  slowing
swallowing every inch inside her hot, velvety cunt.  She threw her
head back in ecstasy and then began working her slick box up and
down Luke’s fat prick in earnest.  “Oh baby, ” he moaned, “you’re
driving my cock crazy with that tight cunt of yours!”
      
       I couldn’t believe it.  I was watching my sweet loving wife
willingly and wantonly working her pussy up, down, and, around the
cock of her brother-in-law, the man who had violated her the night
before.  Her cunt was devouring his cock with what can only be
inadequately described as sheer carnal gluttony.  I had been
stroking my cock and now suddenly found myself blasting my own cum
all over the carpet.  Once again I snuck back in the bedroom, but I
had misjudged the likely length of their activities and fell asleep
before she returned.
      
       The next day everything seemed to be back to normal. Chastity
was now feigning sort of bare tolerance toward Luke, and Luke
pretended Chastity didn’t exist.  I figured they were trying not to
arouse my suspicions, but I was only partly right.  It was their
last day with us, and Chastity went shopping with her sister, leaving
Luke and I alone together. I was stunned by what happened next.
Chastity and her sister had barely left the house when I came out of
the shower, into my bedroom, to find Luke sitting on the edge of my
bed, naked, and stroking his hard cock.  I froze in my tracks and
just looked at him.  My stomach was turning nervously. “Get over
here and suck my cock,” he said smugly, “I want to see if you’re any
better than your wife.”  His request excited me but I  couldn’t do
what he wanted.  “Get outta here, ” I screamed in mock indignation.
“Not until I fuck your face, you pussy,” was his reply.  “I saw you
watching me ball your slut wife.  You just stood there like a wimp.
Turned you on didn’t it, watching me hold her down and fuck her with
my big dick? Fucking her like a real man.  I know you’re hungry for
some cock too, just like her.”
      
       The thought that he had seen me watching him that first night
flooded me with fear.  It gave Luke the terrifying power to tell
her of my failure, it filled me with dread, and I couldn’t face him.
I wanted to crawl back in the bathroom and lock the door, but before
I’d taken two steps, he was behind me.  I could feel his hardon
poking my ass as he grabbed for my arm, and the next thing I knew he
had managed to get my arm behind my back and had used his leverage
to force me to my knees.  With one hand he grabbed my hair and
pulled my face into his crotch.  With the other he pressed his cock
into my lips and tried to pry my mouth open.  “Suck it, you pussy,”
he ordered, “suck it, and it better be good or I tell your wife what
a wimp you are.”
      
       My worst fears realized , I felt I had no choice but to do
this unthinkable thing. I opened  my mouth and took his cock between
my lips.  I could barely open it wide enough to take it all.  It was
ten inches long and very thick.  I could feel it’s big swollen veins
gliding between my lips and under my tongue.  Strangely enough I
realized that my own cock had grown hard as a rock too.  Luke
cradled the back of my head between his hands and then slowly pushed
his hips forward, working his cock down my throat. When I gagged he
stopped and allowed me to take a breath, far more grace than he had
permitted my wife.  “Oh, oh, oh,” he chanted as I enveloped his cock
in my hungry wet mouth, swirling my tongue around the purple
helmeted head.  “That’s good bitch.  I pegged you for a guy that
could suck some dick.  Your wife told me all about your little
prick, play with it while you suck my big cock.”
      
       I no longer needed to be forced. God help me, but I was truly
enjoying this male domination and my first ever cock-sucking. I had
one hand wrapped around my cock pumping and my other wrapped around
his ass to help hold my mouth around his prick.   He started walking
backwards toward the bed and I crawled forward on my knees still
sucking on his cock, never letting it leave my mouth.  He sat on the
edge and holding my head began fucking his cock into my mouth and
down my throat like it was a big, soft, pussy. “That’s it cock
sucker, swallow that dick.   I think you love it more than your wife
does if that’s possible.”  I wanted to taste the same cum he’d
pumped into my wife.  I started milking and massaging his balls with
both hands trying to make him cum.  “God damn,” he bellowed,”you
fucking fag, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhh!!!”  And I was quickly rewarded with
jet after jet of his stringy hot cum filling my mouth and blasting
down my throat.   But he hadn’t finished with me yet.  He laid me
face down on the bed and took his place behind me, between my legs.
He greased his cock and my ass with his cum and then slowly began
to work it in me. “Please… no…” I protested half-heartedly.  “Shut
the fuck up, bitch!” he replied, grabbing the back of my head by
my hair, he yanked my head back, shoved his cock all the way in,
his balls slapping against my ass, he bent me over backwards,
ramming my ass like an animal.  “Your ass is mine, just like you
little slut wive’s ass!” He spit in my face and slapped me hard,
throwing my face back into the matress and holding my head down.
That shut me up.  My ass stuck up in the air, completely vulnerable
to his abuse.  It hurt at first, but he fucked me for half an hour and before
long it was feeling kinda good.  I couldn’t believe how fantastic it felt
to be fucked up the ass by another man.  Like my wife had, I found
myself begging him to fuck me.  “Ohhh…” I moaned involuntarily.  He
picked up on it right away, “Yeah, that’s it, you like the feel of a big,
black dick in yo ass, don’t ya, cracker?”  I couldn’t help but say yes
and he laughed a deep laugh, knowing he had broken me.  As he
pumped his cock to the bottom of my tight ass he told me that
he would use me and my wife whenever and however he pleased.
“Yes, anytime you want, master!” I moaned in reply, not aware of
anything but his hot, black cock filling me up.  “You fucking white
faggot, you were born to be my bitch, weren’t you?!” he yelled as
he savagely ass-raped me.  “God, yesssss!” I cried. “You see,
bitch, I told you your husband was a fucking queer boy” he bellowed.
I didn’t understand who he was talking to until he pulled my head up
and pointed it at the closet.  The doors opened and there was my
wife, Chastity, and her sister, Bella, who was behind her and had
her hand down my wife’s panties, rubbing her clit.  Bella massaged
her large breasts with the other hand and sucked on one of her ears.
 “Look at that faggot husband of yours, sis, taking that
cock like the little white bitch he is!” Bella whispered raspily into
Chastity’s ear.  Chastity quivered as she came on Bella’s fingers.
Bella pulled her hand out of my wife’s panties and brought her
fingers up to Chastity’s face, holding them in front of her. “Mmmm,
sissy came good… taste it, cunt!”  Chastity did as she was told
and sucked her own cum and pussy juices off her sister’s fingers.
 Bella then pushed her sister forward and to her knees
in front of me. “Go ahead, sis, ask him how it feels!”
 Chastity sat there, speechless, watching her black lover
anally rape her poor, wimpy husband senseless.  I was like a ragdoll
in his muscular arms and he easily outweighed me two to one.  I
really was like a woman to him.
 “Honey… he’s fucking you…” she noted, “fucking you…
in the ass…” she seemed transfixed, trying to understand her
new reality.
 “UNGH!” I grunted in between thrusts, “I… know!”
 “Do… do you like it?” she asked.
 “I… UNGH…” I couldn’t admit it to her, it was too
humiliating.
 “Of course he does, look at his hard little cock!” Bella
said, pointing to my miniature erection and laughing.
 “Oh, honey… you’ve got a little hard-on!” my wife said
in a way that made what was left of my manhood shrivel.
 “I… UNGH!  I’m sorry!” I apologized.
 “Honey, no, that’s good!” she assured me, “your
impotence is cured!  I’m happy for you!  All this time, I thought
it was me, you could never get hard for me, not even on our
wedding night… but it wasn’t me, it was you!  You’re a faggot,
that’s all!  I’m happy you finally found what turns you on!  Being
fucked like a whore by a big, hung, black stallion!  I’m so happy,
we have so much in common!”
 “I… I… UNGH!” I didn’t know what to say or do, Luke’s
massive prick pounding my poopchute made it hard to concentrate.
 “Come on, honey, it’s okay, you can cum, do it, honey,”
she encouraged me, “you’re a faggot now!”
 That was it, the last straw.  I couldn’t hold it back any longer.
“OHHHH FUUUCKKKKK!!!!” I groaned as I came on the bed without
ever touching myself.  It dribbled out weakly.  I was too caught up in
my sheer faggot bliss to be ashamed.
 “Good boy!” Chastity beamed as if I was a child.
 “Yeah, little fuckin’ faggot, just like I told ya, right, ho?”
Luke sneered.
 “Yes, Master, you were right about him…” Chastity nodded.
 Luke continued to ram my ass, and even though I had
already cum, it still felt good.  I was limp in his arms.  Chastity watched,
it must have been an incredible site.  As Luke continued to pound me,
grunting and sweating, Chastity moved closer to watch his cock slam
in and out of me.  Her little sister, Bella, sat back in a chair and
fingered herself, watching the incredibly kinky scene.  Chastity
seemed hypnotized by the sight of Luke’s huge, veiny black cock
delving into my ass to the hilt, over and over and over again.  Chastity
looked up at Luke as if he was a god.
 “Master?” she asked, caressing his muscular chest with
her delicate, ivory fingers, “Master, are you going to cum inside him?”
she asked.
 “You want me to, bitch?” Luke asked, “You want me to
give it to your faggot boyfriend like I gave it to you, hunh?”
 “Yes, please, Master!” she begged, “Please, let him
have your cum inside him!”
 “Beg for it, bitch!” he commanded.
 “Please, Master Luke,” she pleaded, “Please fill my
faggot white wimp of a husband with your jizz!  Please pump
his ass full of your hot, thick superior black spunk!  Please,
like you did to me!  I want him to feel it like I did!  Please,
Master, please let him feel you impregnate him like the little
white bitch he is!!!”
 Her words made even my limp cock twitch.  It did much
more for Luke, putting him right over the edge.
 “FUCK, I’m cumming, boy, I’m gonna fill your little white
ass with my nigger spunk!” Luke screamed as he started ramming
my ass faster and harder than I ever thought I could take.
 “Yes, do it, do it, Luke!  Cum up his faggot ass!” Chastity
pleaded.
 Then he rammed his cock deeper into me than it
had been yet, I swear his balls were right on my sphincter!  He
held it there and I felt his balls tighten.  Every muscle in his
body flexed and he held me tightly in place against him.
 “Yes, YES!” Chastity cried.
 Then I felt it!  His cock throbbed, getting thicker even than
it had been!  And with each pulse I felt a firey jet of his man juice
shoot into my bowels.  It was the most submissive feeling I’d
ever had, to feel another man’s spunk filling me up inside.  I was
no longer a man, I was his bitch, now and forever.  Impossibly,
he kept cumming up my ass, I couldn’t believe it!  It started to run out
of my ass, he filled me up so much!  I could feel it running down my
leg, it was such a degrading feeling.  Out of the corner of my eye,
I saw Bella reach orgasm watching her newly wed husband
impregnating her older sister’s sissy husband.
 Suddenly, he pulled out of me and grabbed my hair and pulled
me and my wife’s faces to his cock.  He continued to shoot his jizz
all over both of our faces.  We both opened our mouths obediantly,
staring up at him like greedy little dogs waiting for our treat from Master.
We took turns taking his spurts on our tongues.  Finally, he finished,
having filled our mouths and covered our faces in his man sauce.
He slid his shit-covered cock into my mouth and I sucked it obediantly
while my wife admired his perfect body and licked his massive balls. 
Then he pulled it out of my mouth and slid it into my wife’s mouth,
slowly shoving it deeper and deeper until she had completely
deep-throated it.  Her cheeks puffed, her eyes watered and she began
to gag.  She couldn’t breathe, but she never made a move to stop
him and never broke eye contact with him.  Just when I thought
she would pass out, he began to pull out, only long enough to give
her a quick breath, then began sliding it in again.  It was the sexiest thing
I’d ever seen, my beautiful, prim and proper, pure wife, her face covered
in jizz with a gigantic black cock sliding a foot down her throat.  Luke
gently guided my head to her face and I somehow knew instictively
what I was supposed to do.  As Luke slowly, sensously face-fucked
my beautiful wife, I licked his cum off her face and swallowed it down.
 Before long, Luke was ass-fucking my wife as I laid there
on the bed, exhausted, his spunk still oozing out of my strectched,
loose asshole.  I couldn’t believe his stanima… or the sheer supply
of semen he could produce!  After he had shot his entire load up her
ass, he had her sqaut over my open mouth and shit the whole thing
back into my mouth and made me swallow the brown-tinged shit-spunk
with my mouth open so my wife could watch.
 The rest of the weekend was pretty much variations on this,
as he promised, he used us every which way he could imagine… and
he could imagine a lot!
       That was their last day with us and Luke gave
the ‘happy announcement’ as he left that he had business in the area
that would bring him back to our town on a fairly regular and
frequent basis.   All of this occurred just last week and Luke is
due to visit with us again next week. A visit I look forward to with
dread and apprehension but also some mixed feeling of potential
excitement. Although, I cannot be absolutely certain, I have the
distinct feeling that my wife is carrying out Luke’s orders in
regard to sex with me. Whenever I have wanted to make love to her
these last few days she has found a reason to be unable to do so. On
a couple of occasions after I had licked and sucked her pussy, she
thanked me but said that she just couldn’t reciprocate and that I’d
understand soon. I’m almost sure that I’ll be enlightened as to what
my new sexual role will be with my wife  when Luke joins us for the
first of  many exciting visits to our home!

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Chuck Whitebread gets out of his car after a hard day of work at the
office.  He is wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase.  He starts walking
to his front door, carrying his keys and spies the motercycle carelessly
parked on his fonr lawn.  He looks back at he house suspiciously.  When he
gets to the door, he notices it’s ajar…

   INT WHITEBREAD HOME

   Chuck puts down his briefcase and keys on the end table and locks the
door behind him.

   CHUCK

   Honey?  Honey are you here?

   He walks around a bit, taking off his coat and tie.

   CHUCK

   Damn bitch better not have left the door open when she went shopping…

   He goes upstairs and looks in the bedroom.  No-one is there.

   CHUCK

   Fucking stupid cunt…  how hard to I have to slap her to get some sense
into that thick skull of hers!  When she gets back…!

   Chuck picks up a newspaper and heads to the bathroom.  When he opens the
door, his eyes open wide and he drops the paper, shocked at what he sees.

   His wife and his daughter (Virginia and Wendy) are naked in the bathtub
with their hands behind their backs and their heads bowed, faces flushed
red with shame.  Chuck’s son Brad is bent over the toilet with his face
resting on top of the back of the toilet, hands tied behind his back and
two dirty jockstraps stuffed in his mouth.  A dog collar around his neck is
hooked to a leash tied to the toilet pipe so that he cannot stand up
straight.  Luke is fucking him up the ass and Brad’s virgin anus is being
stretched beyond beliefe to accomodate Luke’s footlong, three inch diameter
black cock.  Luke in plunging it in nice and deep and Brad’s eyes are
rolled back as sweat pours down his face and he grimaces with every thrust.
Brad sees his father and screams through his muffled mouth.  Virginia and
Wendy look up too but do nothing.

   CHUCK

   Holy- what the fuck?!?!

   LUKE

   Hey, look, it’s Father Knows Best!

   Chuck runs out of the bathroom to the nightstand by his bed and pulls
out a gun, but just as he does so, Luke bitch-slaps him and the gun goes
sprawling across the floor as he flies back onto the bed.  He lands on his
stomache and Luke grabs his pants and literally splits them in two.  As he
is about to be raped, he sees his wife pick up the gun, their daughter is
standing beside her.

   CHUCK

   Shoot, Wendy, shoot!  For Godssake, shoot the bastard!!!

   Luke looks back and backs off of Chuck, looking cautious.

   CHUCK

   Do it, Wendy!  Shoot that fucking nigger for breaking into our house and
messing with our family!

   Luke looks at Wendy.  Wendy is holding the gun on Luke, slowly walking
up to him.  She glances at Chuck.

   CHUCK

   Do it!

   She glances at Luke’s huge cock, then at Luke.  She hands Luke the gun
and falls to her knees at his feet, stroking his dirty mammoth penis and
starts sucking his balls.

   CHUCK

   Wha- wha?!

   LUKE

   Well, well, fucker, looks like you’re in a world of shit now!

   Virginia comes over and wraps her arms around one of luke’s arms and
whispers in Lukes ear, giggling and face flushing.

   LUKE

   Good idea, bitch.  Get over here, fucker.

   Luke points the gun at Chuck.  He thinks about bolting, but knows Luke
will not hesistate to shoot him.  He slowly comes over.

   LUKE

   Get to work, whitey.

   Luke motions to his hard cock with the gun.  Chuck is to stunned to say
anything.  Virginia comes over to him and grabs his arm.  Wendy is watching
from below, still sucking Luke’s balls.

   CHUCK

   S-Virginia?

   VIRGINIA

   Go on daddy, suck his cock!

   CHUCK

   Wh- what did you do to them?

   LUKE

   Nothin’ I’m not gonna do to you, now get down on it, faggot!

   VIRGINIA

   Better do as he says, Daddy, he’s VERY strong…

   (grinning sheepishly)

   Virginia lowers Chuck to his knees and pushes his head to Luke’s filthy
cock.  Chuck tries to pull back but Virginia holds him there.  Chuck looks
around at Virginia and Luke and sees Brad watching from the bathroom, still
leashed to the toilet, his asshole still gaping wide from his fucking.  The
head of Lukes cock is against his lips now and Virginia starts applying
pressure to the back of his head.  He looks down and sees his wife, lust
filling her eyes, fingering herself slowly as she watches her husband’s
humiliation from below.  Luke’s free hand comes down and squeezes Chuck’s
jaw, forcing it open.  Virginia pushes down on Chuck’s head and slowly
Luke’s cock slips between his lips and into his mouth.  Wendy maons softly,
her eyes widening.  Further and further, Virginia pushes her father down on
the cock, making him deep-throat it.

   VIRGINIA

   That’s it Daddy, take it all down..  it seems like a lot but you’ll get
used to it!

   When he’s about halfway down, Virginia feels resistance and starts
pumping his head up and down on the cock, making him make obscene slurping
noises.

   LUKE

   Mmm…  your whole famlily is good at suckin’ cock, Chucky!  You should
be proud- yo mouths were MADE for suckin’ big black dick!

   Virginia starts pumping harder now, then, overcome by her own horniness,
she takes a hand away to finger herself.  Wendy reaches up and grabs the
back of Chuck’s head and takes over the pumping, pulling him down to her
closer and closer with each stroke.  Virginia stands up and wraps herself
around Luke’s leg, and kisses him deeply, rubbing herself on his thigh as
he grabs her ass with his free hand and fucks her ass with his middle
finger- she groans at the width of his finger, the size of Chuck’s penis.
Meanwhile Wendy is pumping her husband’s head up and down on Luke’s cock
harder and harder, keepin him down at the bottom of the stroke longer and
longer.  She does this for a few minutes, each time getting more and more
black cock to disappear between their two faces, frigging herself more
vigorously.  Finally she gets all of Luke’s cock down her husband’s abused
throat and groans loudly as their lips touch, not a trace of black cock
visible between their sets of lips, except for a few pubic hairs sticking
out between their lips.  She hoild him there, their eyes locked, his glzed
in c\shock, hers filled with lust, and she hears Luke groan, she knows his
seed is coming.  She sucks Luke’s balls harder and feels them pump hot jism
down her husband’s gullet.  Chuck’s eyes open wide with surprise and panic
as he feels the cock pulsing in his mouth, the jets of hot nigger sperm
filling his stomache.  Wendy cums like a madwoman, screaming through the
balls in her mouth and she cums again and again with each pulseof scums
shee feels shoot from Luke’s balls…

   Wendy suckles Luke’s balls a bit longer, savoring the experience,still
gazing through half-lidded eyes at her husband, still impaled on the cock,
black cum oozing down the shaft of Luke’s still half-hard cock.  A brown
film has formed around Chuck’s lips from sucking his son’s shit off Luke’s
cock.  The shit mizes with the cum and drips down into Wendy’s mouth who
savors the now familiar taste.  Virginia has cum screaming into Luke’s
mouth, grinding her hairless pussy aginst his muscular thight.  Luke takes
his middle finger out of her ass and she shudders, barely able to stand.
He sticks his shitty finger in her mouth and she sucks it clean with
perverse passion.

   LUKE

   Sorry Chuck, but there aint been a little white whore born yet that
could resist my big black meat…  you just got yourself a new
houseguest…

   Wendy moves off his balls to Virginia’s ass, licking the excess shit
from her asshole and licking her cunt clean.  Luke pulls out of Chuck’s
mouth and lets him fall to the ground.  Chuck looks around, sees the gun,
then grabs it and shoots Luke.  he isn’t even scratched.

   CHUCK

   What theLuke bitch-slaps Chuck and the gun goes flying across the room.

   LUKE

   Stupid bitch!  Just for thatLuke throws Chuck down on the bed, grabs his
shoulders tightly and shoves his cock all the way up Chuck’s ass.

   CHUCK

   ARRGGGH!H!H!H!

   VIRGINIA

   Oh yeah!  Fuck him!  Fuck daddy’s ass!

   Virginia and Wendy start rubbing each other and kissing while watching.
But Luke just holds it all the way in, and relaxes.

   LUKE

   Got a message for you, Chuckie…

   Chuck looks confused,, then uncomfortable, then realizes what’s
happening- Luke is pissing up his ass- he starts struggling, but to no
avail.

   LUKE

   Mistress Mishi sends her kindest regards!

   Chuck is struggling, starts sobbing waching his little blonde daughter
and his wife going at it like a couple of bitches in heat- turned into
sluts by the huge black cock that’s filling his bowels with hot piss.  He
feels uncomfortably full and wishes he had never met Mishi…

   Continuing “Honey, I’m Home”

   When Luke is done with Mr.  Whitebread, holds him over son’s mouth and
makes him shit the cum & piss enema into son’s mouth.  He has the mother
and daughter do it too.

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   (See the “XXX-Women” series, “Perils of Greggie-Poo” series and
“Misadventures of Mishi” series for more Luke Powers action!)

   Richard Pagginton the Third had it all.  He was a successful
businessman, a multi-millionaire and still in his 30’s!  He had all the
right connections – his father had gone to Yale & Harvard, and his father
before him.  He didn’t even have to take entrance exams.  From there it was
easy – a plum do-nothing position at his father’s investment firm, stock
option bonuses, a few insider stock trades here and there that the FEC
would never look into and he was richer than most Americans ever dream of
being.  It was almost too easy.

   He was amazingly lucky in love, too.  His wife, a mere 18 years old, was
the absolute vision of purity and beauty.  Here eyes were large, crystal
blue and her bone structure was just perfect.  She looked like an angel on
Earth.  While he wasn’t ugly, he wasn’t handsome, either.  He was kind of
short for a man – only 5’6″ and rather skinny but with a bit of a gut at
the same time.  Sitting around an office all day playing solitaire isn’t
great for his physique.  And he was pretty sure his hairline was receding.
But he knew Bunni would never leave him, she adored him.  She came from a
very wealthy, aristocratic white family, as well.  Her parents were friends
of his parents.  She was a bit of a rebel, though; she had a bit of a wild
side.  But her best asset was surely her body.  She was a good 5’10”, had
creamy white skin, wavy naturally light blonde hair cut in a bob at her
shoulders, large, firm breasts, a full C cup, and the most perfect ass God
had ever sculpted.  And she was all his.  They’d met and married in less
than 6 months.  It was almost too easy.

   Of course, it helped being white.  After all, he knew, whites were just
smarter.  Better at business and all that.  Certainly other races had their
strengths, too – Asians were hard workers, blacks were good at sports, etc.
But white men, he knew, were really meant to be the ones running
everything. They just naturally belonged in charge.  The world worked best
that way, he assured himself.

   As he looked around the beach at all the black waiters and waitresses,
he affirmed his world view.  Here he and his wife were, on vacation at one
of the most expensive and exclusive resorts in the Caribbean.  And all
around them were the “natives”, calling them “sir” and “ma’am” and waiting
on them hand and foot.  And they all seemed so happy.  This must be the
natural order of things, he thought.

   Turning his attention from his reverie back to his beautiful wife, he
let his gaze caress her naked body.  She laid there in the sun, shining
like an ivory statue, her hair caught the sunlight and seemingly glowed
golden-white.  Of all the other women on this nude beach, none could
compare to her stunning, natural beauty.  She turned her eyes from the
romance novel she was reading and caught his gaze.

   “What’s the matter, honey?” her sweet voice lilted through the fresh
sea-breeze air.

   “Nothing, nothing,” he assured her, “it’s just…”

   She looked at him quizzically.

   “I love you so much, Honey-Bunni…” he proclaimed earnestly.

   “Oh, Richie…  I love you, too!” she said as she reached out and held
his hand with hers.

   They smiled sweetly at each other, exchanged a light peck on the lips
and returned to their reading.

   Richard flipped through his issue of “The Weekly Standard”, reading an
article about liberals whining over the loss of entitlement programs like
Social Security, Medicare, Welfare and all those other rewards for lazy,
poor people.  As far as Richard was concerned, those people got more than
they deserved.  If they’re not smart enough to succeed in the world, they
shouldn’t complain and they certainly shouldn’t expect the ones who *do*
work for a living to support them!  It was absurd!  They should be happy
they’re not homeless and living on the street, or dead!  After all, beggars
can’t be choosers!  Richard finished the article and shook his head
derisively at those bleeding-heart liberals always crying over the “plight”
of the poor minorities.  What a crock, he thought as he set the magazine
down and gazed out into the ocean.

   Out about 30 feet from the shoreline, he saw a shiny black round form
rising from the water.  He wondered what it might be – a seal, perhaps?
No, they preferred colder waters…  then, as he watched, he saw a huge,
pitch-black, impressively-muscled black man walking out of the water
towards the beach…

   As the black goliath rose from the clear blue waters, Rich was simply
amazed at his size.  He must have been nearly 7 feet tall and well over 250
pounds.  He seemed like more a giant than a man.

   “Honey, what are you looking at?” Bunni said, but Rich couldn’t pull his
eyes away to answer.  She turned and saw the massive black Adonis and
stared at this ebony idol striding out of the surf towards them.

   As they watched, transfixed, it was as if he moved in slow motion.  His
meaty, perfectly-toned muscles rippled with each step he took.  The sun
glinted off his dark, wet skin.  And, as he rose above the surf, they saw
it.  A gargantuan, pitch-black horse-cock swaying between his legs, down to
his knees, as he strode purposely out of the ocean.  The swinging monster
phallus was hypnotic, like a magician’s watch.  Neither Richard nor Bunni
could tear their eyes from the man.  It was like a Greek creation myth come
true – an ebony God borne from the ocean, itself.

   He stopped about 30 feet in front of the couple and shook his bald head
to shake the water from it.  As he shook, the mesmerized white couple could
see every individual, perfect muscle of his body flex and relax.  His cock
swung heavily through the air – slapping one thigh and then the other, a
spray of water flying off of it with each impact.

   Suddenly, the black man’s dark, penetrating eyes turned on them.  He
stared right at them as if he’d sensed them watching him!  Richard quickly
turned away pretending not to stare, but he saw his wife was still agape,
unable to tear her eyes from him.  Then he noticed, he couldn’t believe it,
but he saw that she was drooling!  She actually had saliva running down her
chin!  It had even dropped down onto her perfect, white breasts!  Her pink
nipples were erect and he could swear he smelled the scent of her pussy –
it must have been steaming and dripping wet!  She wriggled her hips a
little bit and he knew his suspicions were confirmed.

   He didn’t know what to think…  was his beautiful, pure, white wife
actually excited by this…  this savage?  Well, he thought, blacks are
more like animals – they are built for physical activities, he supposed it
wasn’t unusual to sense the primal forces in them.  But certainly, she
would never actually act on it.  She had never expressed interest in any
black celebrities and often spoke of being uncomfortable around “those
people”.  If this animalistic display excited something in her, surely he
would capitalize off of it later, in their bed.

   He reached out to snap her back to reality, but out of the corner of his
eye, he saw the black man moving…  towards them!  He watched, paralyzed
as he strode straight for them!  What was he going to do?  Rob them?  Was
he going to yell at him for staring?  Did he even speak English?  He
involuntarily held his breath as the giant of a man approached them…  and
passed right between them up the steps to the resort.  Bunni watched his
muscular ass disappear behind the bushes as he continued up the path.

   Coming to their senses, Richard and Bunni awkwardly tried not to make
eye contact, made a show of adjusting their positions and went back to
reading, not saying a word.

   Richard looked down at his own nude body and felt a bit repulsed.  His
tiny, shriveled white penis was barely visible beyond his growing gut.  It
was tucked in its little sheath and sticking out barely an inch from
between his modest fat rolls.  Ashamed of his relative lack of endowment,
he set his copy of “The Weekly Standard” over his penis and tried to
concentrate on an article about Christian organizations and politics.  He
read first sentence over and over about 5 times before deciding to give up
the charade.

   Richard realized he was drenched in sweat.  The sun was getting higher
in the sky, he told himself, that must be it.  But he knew he had begun to
sweat the moment the black giant looked at him and his wife.  Being a white
guy, it didn’t take much sweat to make him stink, and if he was going to
take advantage of his wife’s horny disposition later, he knew he should get
clean.

   He stood up and looked around, “Honey, I think I’m going to go rinse
off…” he said lazily, trying to be casual.

   “Hmm?” Bunni said, looking up from her romance novel, “oh, okay,
Pookums, I’m going to stay out here a bit longer and finish this chapter,
okay?”

   “Alright, Honey, see you in a bit,” Richie leaned down and kissed her on
the forehead.  She waved to him as he headed up the path.

   Richard headed for the public shower just off the beach to rise off.  He
heard the water running and looked in, quickly, to see if it was occupied
or if someone had just left the water running.  He was shocked to see the
black goliath from the beach in the shower, rinsing off!

   Richard quickly stepped back before the man saw him and waited.  He
looked around trying to see if there were any other showers nearby, but
this is the only one he’d seen since they arrived at the resort yesterday.
He paced a bit, debating whether to wait.  It was a long walk back to the
bungalow and he really didn’t want to get any sweatier.

   He waited several minutes, but the shower just kept running.  Surely the
black man must have finished by now!  Maybe someone else had come in from
the other side?  He leaned around the corner and peeked in again to see.

   What he saw was the large black man rinsing off his humongous cock with
long, slow strokes.  He stared, amazed at the weight and girth of the
massive tool, much less the prodigious length!  And, as the black man’s
large, muscular hands work his veiny cock clean, Richard is sure he can see
it growing…  thickening…  throbbing…

   Suddenly Richard looks up at the black man’s face and sees him staring
at him!  Embarrassed, Rich instantly bolts off back down the path and
towards the bungalows…

   Fifteen minutes later, Richard, huffing and puffing from the brisk walk
in the beating Caribbean sun, stumbles into the bungalow and bends over,
grabbing his thighs to catch his breath.  He looks around, breathing hard,
trying to calm down.  Was that black man masturbating in public?  Isn’t
that against resort rules?  I mean, it’s a nude resort, sure, but sex in
public is supposed to be against the rules!  He should be fired for such a
lewd display!  He’d have a talk with the manager in the morning.  Unless
the black man was a guest…  no, that’s ridiculous, he could never afford
to stay here.  He must be a local, some uneducated Jamaican handy-man,
probably, tanned and muscular from working in the sugar cane fields since
he was a child, no doubt.

   Richard stood up and gathered himself, stretching.  He walked into the
bathroom and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.  He straightened up
and sucked in his gut.  He wasn’t such a bad specimen, he thought.  A few
sit-ups, maybe a couple days a week at the gym…  and he thought his penis
was a reasonable size.  A monstrosity like that black man’s would be
useless, he thought.  In fact, it was probably so big that it couldn’t even
get hard.  It would take too much blood volume and such high blood pressure
that the poor bastard would probably pass out.  He almost felt sorry for
the black guy, being born with such a deformity.  He probably couldn’t get
an erection and orgasm.  Richard looked down at his own shrunken penis and
wiggled it to get it to come out and be its normal length.  He shook it
around a bit and let it hang at its normal flaccid length of three
inches… if he held his belly back at the top.  Again, nothing a few
sit-ups couldn’t solve.

   Richard stepped into the shower and closed the curtain.  He turned on
the water and stood under the water-fall like luxury shower head with 120
individual streams of water raining down from overhead.  Its warmth
cascaded over him and he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation.  He
thought of his wife and how sexy she looked on the beach…  her skin
glistening with the slightest film of perspiration…  her hips wiggling…
the scent of her sex in the air…  he reached down and began to stroke
himself.  His little three-inch cock got hard in his hand and he began to
increase his rate…

   Just then, he heard the shower curtain slide open and he jumped,
surprised to be caught masturbating in the shower by his wife!  He turned
around and, as the water cleared from his eyes he saw it wasn’t his wife at
all…  it was the black giant from the beach!  Naked!  In his shower!

   Richard stood there, frozen in place as the black man stared down at
him. He stepped into the shower and closed the curtain behind him.  Richard
didn’t know what to do.  He didn’t know what to think.  He couldn’t think
anymore.  He was like a deer in the headlights.  Like helpless prey before
a predator…  if he didn’t move, maybe he’d live!

   The black goliath took a step towards him an Richard instinctively took
a step back and slipped, falling back against the wall.  He caught himself
and straightened back up.  The black man was silent, he didn’t need to
speak.  His posture and his eyes said it all: Richard was not getting away.

   Richard stared at him in the eyes for what seemed like several minutes.
He didn’t dare move – didn’t dare say anything…  what could he do?  The
black man’s dark eyes simply burned into him, unflinching, unwavering,
unblinking.  Richard felt his knees weaken, his stomach began to feel funny
and he felt a tightness in his throat…  this huge, black monstrosity
could do whatever he wanted with him and there was nothing he could do to
stop him!

   Slowly, deliberately, the black man raised his massive right hand.
Richard looked at it, but didn’t flinch.  He didn’t know if the black man
was going to hit him or strangle him, or…  his hand rose up above
Richard’s head and settled on his scalp.

   With just the slightest hint of downward pressure, Richard understood
the black man’s intent.  He casually, slowly pushed Richard down onto his
knees.  Richard had to steady himself on the black man’s rippling, muscular
thighs to prevent himself from falling straight down onto the floor of the
shower.  The whole time Richard kept his gazed locked with the black man’s,
trying to read his intent.

   On his knees, Richard saw the tremendous ebony fucktool up close for the
very first time.  He gawked at it in utter awe; he couldn’t believe a human
cock could possibly get that huge!  It looked more like a horse cock than a
human’s.  He gulped audibly and looked back up at the silent black man
towering over him.  The black man simply nodded subtly, telling Richard
nonverbally exactly what the puny white man was supposed to be doing down
there.

   Despite protests from some small, distant reasoning part of his mind
that told him this was all wrong, Richard couldn’t help himself.  With
trance-like movements, he reached out and cupped the colossal dong in his
two soft, white hands.  He wasn’t prepared for the weight and, especially,
the *heat* of the beast!  And it was so thick that he couldn’t clasp his
hands all the way around it.  He held it there, transfixed, feeling the
weight in his hands, feeling its burning heat, the pulsations of blood
through its protruding veins, and, he realized, its growing size!

   As he watched, in amazement, the already considerable, flaccid cock grew
longer…  thicker…  hotter…  harder!  He couldn’t believe what he was
seeing!  This massive fourteen inch mega-cock was actually becoming fully
erect!  Once it jerked and the powerful muscles behind it snapped the cock
right out of his firm grasp.  Within several seconds, it was hard as steel
and pointing straight at him…  straight at his gaping mouth…  its
throbbing fat head practically pulsated with pent-up sexual energy.  Thick
white pre-cum oozed from slit, as if it was drooling at the prospect of
conquering Richard.

   Slowly, ominously, the cock began moving towards his mouth.  He didn’t
move to avoid it, he couldn’t move at all, paralyzed by this black python.
But he was aware of the slight pressure of the black man’s hand against the
back of his head.  He knew there was no point in resisting.  He was going
to suck this beast of a cock whether he wanted to or not…  whether it was
physically possible or not!

   With a searing heat, the cockhead hit his lips, wet from both the shower
and his own saliva.  The first ebony inch slipped in easily, smoothly
shoving his thin white lips aside and spreading his jaw open at an awkward
angle.  He tasted the precum on his tongue and it was, to his surprise,
sweet.  It acted as a lubricant, coating his tongue as the next couple
inches forced their way into his mouth.  His jaw opened even more, farther
than he thought he could open his mouth!  And his lips were stretched to
their limit around the impossible girth of the throbbing rod.  He tasted
the salty, almost pungent flavor of the man’s cock sliding along his
tongue, felt its firmness straining against the roof of his mouth…  then,
he felt the mushroom-like cockhead hit the back of his throat!

   He gagged and spit up, but the spit-up had nowhere to go but back down
his throat.  His struggling was obvious; his body writhed on the gigantic
tool like a stuck pig, trying to avoid choking to death.  But the black man
simply tilted Richard’s head back and took a small step forward, changing
the angle of the cock so that it more easily slid down his throat without
cutting off his windpipe.  As he executed this deft maneuver, another inch
slid into his mouth as the head popped past the back of his throat and into
his esophagus!  This man obviously was very experienced at teaching his
conquests to deep throat his enormous prick.  And Richard was doing it – he
was actually deep-throating this man, this giant among men…  this silent,
savage animal of a creature.  He gazed up into the black man’s eyes and
felt him dominating him as much with his glare as with his cock.  To the
black man, *this* was the natural order of things and Richard was simply
fulfilling his role as the inferior specimen…

   As he stared into his dominator’s eyes, his body went slack and he gave
himself over, totally, to the superior man’s will.  The black man silently
lowered himself over Richard, sinking his cock deeper, ever deeper into his
gullet.  Slowly, inevitably, the cock muscled its way deep inside Richard,
violating his body in the most intimate way.  Richard amazed himself with
his capacity for cock as the black man expertly slid every…  last…
thick..  black…  inch of his engorged organ down into his belly!  It
seemed like it had been an hour but, finally, Richard’s nostrils were being
tickled by the man’s kinky, coarse black pubic hair.  Richard simply stared
up at him, eyes glazed over, in an altered state of total sexual
subjugation.  And the black man, at last, let a slight smirk appear on his
lips.  Richard, for his part, was strangely proud of himself…  in some
sick, submissive, faggot way, he was proud that he was capable of pleasing
this masterful specimen of manhood.

   “God,” Richard thought, “I am such a fucking faggot.” Tears welled up in
his eyes and ran down his cheeks.  This caused the black man to flash a
wide, toothy grin that made Richard’s groin quiver with girlish delight.

   The black God kept his cock buried to the hilt down Richard’s throat for
about a minute or two, giving his gullet time to expand and get used to the
size.  Then, slowly, he began pulling it back out.  As the massive girth
left him, Richard felt a bizarre sense of loss, of emptiness.  As if he was
no longer complete, as if he was missing something.  He realized he would
never be the same after this – he would always know the feeling of a
gigantic black cock throbbing inside him, warming him, filling him…  and
he would always feel its absence.

   Finally, the black man pulled the cock all the way out except for the
head, which he left in Richard’s mouth.  Richard relaxed for a second,
letting his body adjust to the sudden emptiness and freedom of movement.
But he was not done, not by a *long* shot.  Suddenly, savagely, the black
man shoved the entire length of his monster cock right back down Richard’s
sore throat, down to the hilt, grinding his crotch in Richard’s face!
Richard was caught completely off guard; he would have fallen down if the
immense phallus anchored in his torso hadn’t kept him held up!  He wanted
to choke, to vomit, but it was simply physically impossible with the big,
black dick filling him as it was.

   Then, just as suddenly, the black man pulled back out and plunged it
back in.  Again and again, roughly and savagely, with no concern for
Richard!  He had been so gentle, Richard thought, why was he being so rough
with him now?!  The black Adonis was *literally* fucking Richard’s face as
if it was some cheap whore’s gaping pussy!  The black man held Richard’s
head firmly in place as he worked his cock in and out at a breakneck pace,
pistoning it deep into his throat over and over, his perfect black muscles
flexing and relaxing with near perfect beauty – spraying water around the
shower with each thrust.  Richard went totally limp and took the
punishment, fixing his gaze on the black man’s burning dark eyes, now
filled with a primal lust.  This was not about Richard and his pride
anymore, this was all about the black man’s cock and its burning need for
release!

   Over and over the wet, hot ebony cock plunged to the depths of Richard’s
soul, each time taking with it a bit of his humanity.  With each thrust he
became less of a man and more of an…  animal…  a thing – a hole,
existing just to please his black master.  And by the time black man would
finish with him, he would be a whiteboy faggot slave to black cock, body
and soul.  There was no denying it.

   The black man’s steady, primal rhythm started to change and Richard
instinctively knew, as any natural cocksucker would, that he was getting
close to cumming.  The black man was now plunging his cock in hard and
fast, then holding it all the way in, grinding it down Richard’s gullet,
flattening Richard’s abused face against his rock-hard abs.  Then he’d pull
out even quicker and instantly shove his cock back in to the hilt and grind
some more.  With each thrust, Richard could feel the black man’s cock throb
in preparation for the inevitable, the final release that would seal
Richard’s fate.

   “Sweetie?  Are you in the shower?” Richard jumped as he heard his pretty
wife’s sweet voice come from the bedroom.  He snapped back to reality and
looked around, panicked, but the black man didn’t stop, didn’t even lose a
beat!  He continued to pound Richard’s throat like a possessed animal!

   “Sweetie?  Richie?” Richard heard her voice even closer as she came into
the bathroom!  Richard was completely panicking now, he couldn’t let Bunni
see him like this!  He had to do something, and quick!

   “Richie, are you okay?” She asked, now right up against the shower
curtain.  He could see the silhouette of her perfect naked body against the
curtain as the afternoon sun shone into the bathroom.

   “Yes!” Richard managed to spurt out quickly between thrusts.

   The black man did not stop; he kept pummeling Richard’s mouth.  The wet
slapping sounds must have piqued Bunni’s curiosity.

   “Wow, sounds like you’re really lathering yourself up good in there,”
she teased lasciviously, “want some company?”

   Richard panicked – she was going to come in – “NO!” he yelped between
savage thrusts, “NOT!” another deep thrust “NOW!” he managed to choke out
around the massive cockhead.

   “Oh…” Bunni sounded surprised and insulted at the rejection of her
come-on, “um…  okay…” Richard breathed a sigh of relief as she walked
away from the shower curtain…  at least he meant to, but it was kind of
impossible with the savage face-fucking he was getting.

   Any concerns for his poor wife’s feelings were instantly shoved aside as
the black man finally heaved his tremendous erection all the way down
Richard’s throat for the last time then bent over and wrapped his muscular
arms around the white faggot’s head and pulled with all his might to try to
get just one more fraction of an inch down into poor Richard.  And then he
came.  He shuddered and jerked and throbbed and thrusted, each quiver of
his powerful muscles eliciting a thick, hot, copious ejaculation of potent
black jizz directly into Richard’s vulnerable little stomach.  At least ten
or eleven times the black giant bucked, shooting his hot manseed into
Richard’s gut.  Richard could feel the ebony god’s throbbing tool jerk and
pulse with each powerful spurt – his enormous sperm dispenser writhing
inside him like something imbued with a life of its own.  Load after load
was literally shot out of the palpating, swollen cockhead, splashing
violently against his stomach walls.  Richard was shocked to actually
*feel* the jets of thick, molten semen erupting from the invasive organ and
slamming into his guts.  He could feel the heat and the pressure of the
black seed gorging his belly.  It was such a perverse, dominating
experience, to be filled so deeply in this way.  He didn’t even get to
taste the savage’s cum, he merely was a repository for it – it was like a
black cock sauce injection.  All of the calories, none of the taste.
Finally, after what seemed like and eternity, the last few, weaker spurts
splashed into his guts.  The black man jerked a couple more times, but
Richard felt nothing substantial shoot from the engorged phallus settled
deep in his tummy.  The black man released him, lazily, then stood back up,
leaning back as he slowly extracted his now drained cock from the white
man’s gullet.  Richard fell forward a bit as he regained his balance and
felt sick at the feeling of the man’s copious load of jizz sloshing about
in his stomach!  It must have been at least a full pint of thick, viscous
cum filling his belly, Richard thought…  and all those millions upon
millions of virile black sperm trying desperately to impregnate his stomach
lining…  he almost laughed at the thought, delirious from the inhuman
sexual ordeal he’d just been through.

   Bunni had been babbling on about something, Richard was suddenly aware,
but he hadn’t heard a word of it.  Luke breathed heavily, drenched in
sweat, his massive cockhead still sitting in Richard’s mouth being suckled
like a mother’s tit.  Richard licked and sucked on the cockhead lovingly,
tenderly, as if thanking it for filling his belly with such a wonderful
treat.

   Richard heard the toilet seat be lifted and shortly heard the sound of
her piss hitting the water in the bowl.

   “Mmmmm,” Bunni moaned, “Richard…  I’m pissing…  isn’t that
disgusting?”

   Richard had always disapproved of, but tolerated, Bunni’s tendencies to
talk dirty about bathroom activities.  He chalked it up to some repressed
childhood hang-up with thinking going to the bathroom was dirty and
shameful.

   Suddenly, to Richard’s surprise, the black man’s piss slit opened and
out shot a forceful blast of the hottest, most acrid dark-yellow piss
Richard had ever smelled…  much less tasted!  He wanted to pull away, but
the black man grinned and held his head firmly in place.  Richard had no
choice but to swallow this torrent of putrid cock-water.  He shivered at
the thought of what those black muscles could do to him if he resisted or
spit the piss out…  or the thought the black man simply pulling back the
curtains exposing their perverted deeds to his innocent wife!

   “Wouldn’t you like to be watching me, Richard?” Bunni sighed as she
pissed, massaging her clit, “wouldn’t want to watch my hot, rancid, smelly
piss shooting out of my delicate, shaven cunt?”

   “Mrrm!” Richard managed to groan in a vaguely affirming tone as he
chugged down the unending stream of hot man-piss pouring into his mouth
from the tremendous black snake plugging his mouth.  And unlike the semen,
he tasted every single, revolting drop of this gift from his master’s
prodigious prick.

   “MMmm, yeah, feel that hot piss, Richard…  oh, it’s so hot…  so
nasty…” she was breathing heavily and Richard could tell she was getting
quite excited and masturbating as she pissed.  Her piss went on forever as
she continued to moan and talk dirty.  Richard knew her to have an
impressive bladder capacity.

   No more impressive than this black man’s, apparently!  While he kept
pissing just as long as Bunni did, his flow was much stronger, much more
voluminous than what could come from Bunni’s delicate white pussy.  As
Richard continued to guzzle the incredible amount of nigger piss being
hosed into his mouth, he marveled at the incredible endless supply of urine
this black God could hold!  Over the next couple minutes, he swore he’d
swallowed at least a half a gallon of hot, rancid black man-piss!  It was
the most degrading, debased thing he had ever experienced.  And, despite
himself, his tiny three-inch white cocklette was rock-hard.  He had never
been more ashamed of himself as he was at that moment.

   Bunni’s stream had ended now, as well.  Richard had been so lost in his
transformation into a urinal for black cock that he didn’t notice if she
had cum or not.  Then, *finally* the black man removed his cock from
Richard’s stretched, abused mouth.  His lips made a comical “pop” as the
cockhead snapped out.  Thick, viscous strands of mucus from deep inside
Richard’s esophagus clung to the tremendous, imposing black phallus,
hanging obscenely in the air.  They seemed to be extensions of Richard’s
insides begging the black master’s cock not to leave them.  He looked up
into his master’s eyes and saw satisfaction, pride and sadistic glee in his
dark eyes all at once.

   Suddenly, Richard heard a loud fart from outside the shower accompanied
by a juvenile, girlish giggle.

   “Tee-hee!” Bunni chirped, “listen to me!  I’m going to take a big, nasty
shit, now, Richie, smell it?” She farted loud and long, again, “Ewww!  It
stinks so bad, that’s so gross!”

   Then, to Richard’s horror the black man turned around, pushed Richard’s
head way back forcing his mouth to open wide, then sat his quivering
sphincter right in the white faggot’s mouth!  He couldn’t believe his was
happening to him!  How could this…  how could a person *do* this to
another His denial was cut short by the sound of Bunni’s next loud fart
and, at the same time, a foul, fetid and forceful feces-spackled fart that
shot out of the black man’s dilating anus all over the inside of Richard’s
mouth – coating his tongue and his mouth with globlets of liquid shit!  The
black man’s farts were powerful, but muffled by Richard’s mouth, so Bunni
couldn’t hear them over the sounds of her own.

   “Oh, wow, that was a really raunchy one, Richie, you should smell this!
Gawd!” Bunni was really getting off on her own filthy behavior, totally
unaware of the absolutely debauched and depraved depths of raunch being
perpetrated just mere feet from her by a gigantic black man upon her poor,
used, loving husband!

   With each putrid fart, Richard wanted to retch, but it never came.  His
body just didn’t react as strongly as he thought it would…  but then the
worst of all came.

   “Oh, ungh,..  I feel it, sweetie…  god, it’s huge…  it’s coming… ”
Richard heard Bunni straining as his tongue felt this black master’s
shithole dilating quickly, “this is it, Richard, here it comes…  oh my
God!  Yes!  UNGH!” and with her final push, a fat, disgusting, enormous
shitlog slid out of the black man’s anus right down Richard’s quivering
tongue, sliding all the way to the back of his throat.  Richard heaved
slightly, but he didn’t throw up, to his own amazement.

   “Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve every laid such a huge loaf!” Bunni
marveled at her own excremental efforts,” it’s still coming, Richard!  My
GOD!”

   The black man’s log kept coming, too.  It shoved itself further back
into Richard’s throat then hit the back where it had to stop.  Richard
realized he had to chew if he was going to prevent himself from choking on
the shit.  But, before he could, the black man pulled his familiar maneuver
of tilting Richard’s head just right and positioning himself over him at
just the right angle…  to send the shit straight down Richard’s
already-broken-in gullet as if it was a massive cock made of shit!  Richard
consumed the huge, endless shitlog right down into his gut…  without even
chewing it!  He was being turned into a human toilet, and his digestive
system was being turned into nothing more than a sewer for this dominant,
irresistible black God!

   With a loud, wet “plop”, Richard heard Bunni’s log finally break off and
fall into the toilet water.

   “Eww, I splashed up some pee and poo on my little, clean bum, Richie!”
Bunni squealed, “that’s so disgust- oh!  Oh shit!  Oh, shit, Richard,
there’s more!  I’m going to shit more!  I think this local food is shooting
right through me!  Oh FUCK!”

   As Bunni expelled more shit, the black man’s just kept coming non-stop.
Richard was aware of its heat and texture as it slid across his tongue,
coating it in a thick, vile layer of pure shit from deep within this black
man’s intestines.  He didn’t even think about how sick he could get eating
shit from this man.  It was a moot point, he was HIS toilet and he would
just have to accept that.  The shit just kept coming, kept snaking down
deep into him, settling in his increasingly full stomach.  Richard had had
only a cup of orange juice and a muffin for breakfast and had slept through
lunch, so his stomach had started this ordeal completely empty…  but now
it was packed FULL of this black bastard’s cum, piss and, now, inhuman,
merciless load of SHIT.  100% pure, Grade-A black man’s filthy, nasty,
dense SHIT.  His belly was getting noticeably distended now and the crap
was packing itself thicker and thicker into his gut, compacting and
weighing him down.  “FUCK,” Richard thought to himself, “that must be 20
goddamn pounds of shit in me!!!”

   Bunni, for her part, kept farting, shitting and moaning as she shat
herself empty, frigging her swollen clit desperately.

   Finally, Richard could feel his stomach was packed full; it simply
couldn’t take any more shit.  The crap started backing up and packing in up
his esophagus, up his throat and finally the shit could no longer get past
his mouth.  Not that this stopped the black man from continuing to shit, of
course.  He couldn’t have cared less whether Richard could take it all or
not.  The shit kept coming and now filled Richard’s mouth to the brim.  His
cheeks bulged as the shit packed tight in his mouth and shoved itself into
any empty crevice it could find.  Finally, when the shit had stopped,
Richard’s cheeks bulged out obscenely like a chipmunk’s!  After the black
man finally stood up and let Richard’s head go, Richard turned and saw
himself in the mirror built into one wall of the shower.  He was shocked at
what he saw.  There he sat, on red, sore knees, his tiny pecker lost
beneath his now totally bulging gut – it looked like those starving African
kid’s bellies you see in those guilt-trip commercials about hunger in
Africa…  and, looking up a his face, he saw his mouth, lips stretched to
their limits around a massive log of shit sticking straight out of his
turd-packed mouth…  He’d try to chew and swallow the load so his mouth
would be clear, but there was simply nowhere to put the shit…  he was
packed FULL.  Richard could see the black man in the mirror, behind him,
enjoying his handiwork.  He was grinning broadly, stroking his enormous
black cock, which was, astoundingly, getting fully erect again already!
Richard looked back at himself in the mirror.  He saw himself with a kind
of detached objectiveness.  His bulging cheeks reminded him of pictures
he’d seen of that trumpet player – that black one you always see pictures
of…  Louis Armstrong was it?

   Richard was snapped out of his train of thought by the sound of the
toilet flushing.  He froze as he heard Bunni cry out “Oh, no, I think I
backed it up!  Fuck!  Where’s the plunger?!  Where’s the fucking plunger?!”
He heard Bunni throwing open cabinets desperately trying to find the
plunger while the toilet overflowed.

   “There you are, you fuckin’ piece of shit!” she cursed at the plunger.
Just then, from behind Richard, he felt the black man’s large, powerful
hands on his hips!  The black monster yanked him up roughly and with no
effort at all.  He grabbed Richard’s head by the hair and violently shoved
the faggot forward so that his face was planted in the mirror.  As he saw
the black man maneuver his massive tool between his creamy white asscheeks,
he knew he had not thought of one last, awful way this monster of a man
could abuse him.  He sobbed softly as he gave himself into his fate and, as
he heard his wife shove the plunger into the clogged toilet, the black
beast rammed his fully erect, rock-hard behemoth of a COCK straight up his
virgin asshole!  There was no gentle, slow accustoming to the girth for his
poor asshole, Richard realized as he screamed silently into the shit packed
in his mouth – the blinding, searing pain of his ass being torn apart
nearly knocked him out…  but, mercilessly, consciousness would not let
him go.

   The savagery of the world-class prison-rape animalistic sodomizing
Richard was being given mirrored the violence of Bunni’s plunging.  She
cursed like a sailor as she violently rammed the plunger into the toilet,
trying in vain to get her huge shitload to go down.

   “MotherfuckingShitYouFuckingGoddamnFUCKER!  Take it, you piece of shit!
FUCK YOU!!!!” She screamed as she desperately tried to stop the overflowing
toilet, “You FUCKING TAKE THAT SHIT, DAMMIT!  ARRRGH!!!!  OPEN UP AND TAKE
IT, YOU WHITE PIECE OF SHIT!” She bellowed beating the porcelain chamber
savagely with the plunger.  And with each swear, the black beast assaulting
Richard’s rectum rammed his oversized, veiny, thick nigger-cock deep into
Richard’s poor, abused bowels.

   Richard didn’t notice when Bunni’s curses stopped and the toilet stopped
overflowing.  He couldn’t be blamed, of course, having fourteen inches of
black meat slamming in and out of your ass at 140 beats per minute tends to
distract you a bit.  He didn’t hear Bunni ask him what that slapping sound
was, asking him if he was masturbating in there…  he didn’t hear her open
the curtain…  he didn’t hear her until he was staring at the savage
ass-impaling being inflicted upon her husband’s tight white ass.

   “WHAT THE FUCK!??!!?!” she cried out as she gazed down at the
incredible, unbelievably huge black tool plunging the depths of her
husband’s bowels.  She looked up and saw his face in the mirror at the same
time that he opened his eyes, in shock, and saw her!  Their eyes met –
shock and awe in her eyes, mortal fear and shame in his.  She saw his mouth
bulging with shit, packed to the brim with what she realized was this black
Adonis’ god-awful crap!

   The black man didn’t stop, but he slowed down and turned his head and
looked right into Bunni’s eyes, giving her the same free-will-dissolving
stare that he had used on Richard when he first came into the shower what
seemed like an eternity ago.  He continued to take long, laborious,
deliberate strokes all the way in and out of Richard’s asshole.  Bunni’s
gaze drifted down to the awesome spectacle below and watched in amazement
as Richard’s small, flat ass opened wide to take the full length and girth
of the black giant’s incredible ebony prick.  She couldn’t believe what she
was seeing…  and, unconsciously, almost automatically, her left hand slid
down between her quivering thighs and she began fingering herself in time
with the black man’s thrusts.  Her other hand found his firm, muscled ass
and she groaned in perverse pleasure as she felt it’s powerful muscles
flexing and working that horse-sized donkey dick into her husband’s poor,
white ass.  She gazed back up at the black man and he grabbed her by the
back of her head with the hand that wasn’t holding Richard’s head against
the mirror.  He pulled her face to his and shoved his tongue down her
throat as he resumed “ramming speed” on Richard’s ass!

   She took his tongue ravenously and kissed him deeply and with such
passion that Richard knew he had lost her forever.  She moaned and writhed
and groaned with such animalistic passion that Richard didn’t recognize
her. Gone was his innocent, naive young teenage bride.  She was now a sex
animal, like the black man, living only for the orgasm.  As the black
bastard deep-kissed his wife and she furiously fingered herself to the
accelerating rhythm of his anal assault, Richard felt something strange
building up deep inside him…  at first he didn’t recognize it, but then,
with a helpless horror, he knew what it was.  He was going to cum.  Here,
in his own overpriced bungalow in paradise, with a gut full of some black
rapist’s cum, piss and shit, with a fourteen-inch cock violating his virgin
asshole and with his horny, perverted wife masturbating to the whole, lurid
scene…  he was going to cum!

   The black man groaned first – it was the first sound Richard had heard
him make and it was a low, rumbling sound, like distant thunder.  He
groaned and moaned, each time into Bunni’s voracious mouth, and she moaned
back, enthralled in her own whorish delight.  Then, as he plunged his cock
to it’s ultimate depth inside Richard’s defenseless intestines, he held it
there, released Bunni’s head, grabbed Richard’s legs under the knees with
both hands and pulled Richard’s knees up to his chest, LIFTING the white
shit-ka-bob right off the ground, holding him up in the air mainly with his
tremendous black cock of steel skewering the writhing faggot.  Then the
black man screamed – no, ROARED in primal ecstasy as he unloaded his
beastly black semen in a torrent into Richard’s guts – this time from the
other end.  Richard couldn’t fight it any longer – the otherworldly
sensation of the hot, throbbing black horse-cock pushing against his
sensitive prostate with each enormous ejaculation of nigger seed was too
much to bear…  he, too, jerked and came – his paltry, thin drops of semen
simply dribbling out of the tiny head of his mini-dick, running down his
shriveled balls.  He never even touched himself.  It was a pure, natural,
absolute faggot orgasm, his first of many to come.  Bunni, seeing her
husband’s ultimate surrender to this black beast raping him, screamed and
came harder and louder than she had ever come before.  She lost her legs
and fell to the floor, writhing and orgasming uncontrollably, gazing up at
the two men above her entwined in their primitive, savage sex act.  The
contrast of the huge, black, muscled, tall domineering male totally and
completely subjugating and humiliating the lesser male, putting him in his
rightful place.  She came like she had never come in her life.

   * * * * * * * * * *

   Epilogue I

   It took Richard four days to finally swallow and digest all of the shit
Luke had packed into his gut, throat and mouth.  And, by then, his ass was
so sore and gaping that he welcomed the savage mouth-raping Luke gave him
after ass-fucking his wife for the 100th time.  Both he and Bunni had
become expert cocksuckers and anal whores in the past few days.  And Bunni
was a willing, no – eager participant in it all.  She caught every
disgusting, vile, obscene act on film with the digital camera and compact
digital video camera they had spent thousands of dollars on right before
this vacation.  Richard had hoped to get some sexy pictorial souvenirs from
this vacation, but this was not quite what he had in mind in the camera
shop.

   For the rest of the vacation Luke stayed with them in the bungalow.
Richard served as a complete human toilet for not only Luke, but for his
wife and even himself.  With the toilet still backed up, Richard was made
to shit into a bowl and piss into a bottle, then eat and drink it back down
while it was still hot.  He never had another normal meal the whole time.
Even if Luke & Bunni hadn’t left him tied to the toilet every time they
went out, he wouldn’t have had any room in his belly to eat real food – the
piss and shit of three people was more than enough to keep him stuffed
around the clock.

   * * * * * * * * * *

   Epilogue II

   It has been six months since the white couple had encountered Luke and
had their black cock slavery awakening.  Their lives have completely
changed.  Luke now lives with them in their mansion and is the undisputed
master of the house.

   The legal papers sit on Luke’s washboard abs, waiting for Richard to
sign them.  Bunni had threatened Richard with blackmail if he didn’t agree
to sign over all of his assets and holdings to Luke, permanently.  If
Richard didn’t sign, she’d release the hundreds of hours of videos she’s
made and the thousands of pictures she’d taken to his family, associates
and even the Internet.

   Richard sighs as he realizes he has no choice and signs all his life’s
work away in a single signature.  Bunni takes the paper and grins evilly,
showing it to Luke, who is quite pleased, himself, having instantly become
a multi-millionaire with a fully staffed mansion on a grand estate with 10
luxury cars and investments to last generations.

   “Let’s seal this deal with a kiss,” Bunni says as she grabs Richard by
the hair and shoves his mouth down on Luke’s flaccid but sizable cock lying
casually across his thigh.

   “What a fuckin’ faggot,” Luke sneers as Richard dutifully gets to work
sucking him off.

   “Yes,” Bunni nods, “yes he is,” and sighs as she settles in Luke’s
muscular arms, caressing his broad, massive black chest and drifts off to
sweet slumber as her husband sucks the colossal ebony cock of her lover.
After Luke comes and pisses down Richard’s throat yet again, he too falls
asleep, snoring loudly.

   As Richard rests his head on Luke’s muscular stomach, still suckling his
master’s big, black feeding tube, he realizes he’s completely dependant on
them, now, for his sustenance and well-being.  If he left, he’d not only be
humiliated in front of the world, he’d be penniless and homeless with
nobody to turn to!  Like it or not, he’s going to be their human toilet and
faggot cockslave for the rest of his life and he’s going to *have* to live
off their cum, piss and shit.  He simply has no choice…

   After all, beggars can’t be choosers.

   Then Richard, too, drifts off to sissy toilet dreamland with Luke’s
flaccid but still sizable cock filling his white faggot mouth, content to
be in his natural place.

   The End…  and The Beginning

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   Chapter 2: “Brad’s Ruined Honeymoon”

   Starring: Brad Whitebread, Chastity Belle, Wesley Whitebread, Luke
Powers and a special guest appearance by Mishi herself!

   Directed by Mishi.

   (m/m) (m/t) (m/w) (anal) (oral) (ws) (scat) (cuckold) (interracial)

   Most of you are familiar with Mishi favorite boytoy porno star, Brad and
his thirteen year old little brother Wesley.  Well in this new video, they
are joined by Chastity, Brad’s real life newlywed bride on their wedding
night!  Of course part of the fun of any Mishi video is the fact that the
stars usually dont want to be doing what they are doing and have been
somehow coerced by the versatile Mishi to participate.

   Most of you will never see this video since it wont be sold to the
public and is only available to members of Mishi’s Club…most of us
couldn’t afford to join even if we were invited, however I feel honored
that Mishi herself asked me to review the latest videos for her monthly
newsletter “BlackMaled”.  So I get to see these unbelievable underground
illegal works of sexual humiliation and abuse.  Well, Brad, Chastity and
Wesley is right up there at the top..a non stop fuckslop orgy of
perversion…which Mishi assures us is one hundred percent real and
unstaged.

   So for those of you who are perverts but not rich influential
perverts…let me describe blow by blow this hot video.  The film opens
with the big black stud Luke banging the shit out of Brad’s new wife on
their wedding night.  In the previous video, the actual wedding ceremony
was shown and we got to see how Mishi manipulated everything to that Brad,
Chastity and Wesley were each used separately so that they thought the
others were safe.

   Brad, as usual, was ass-fucked by Luke, this time in a confessional
while wearing his tux.  Luke then gave him a long, hot piss enema and made
him hold the cum and piss in his ass and pull his pants up (but had made
him throw away his underwear) and suck his cock clean of cum, piss and
shit. As Mishi had planned, the cum and piss began to leak out of the
whiteboy’s ass during the long, boring Catholic ceremony and some relatives
in the first row could see a stain on Johhny’s pants and complained of a
smell.

   Chastity, meanwhile, was cornered in her bridal room by three black
women who made her eat them out and drink their piss.  They told her if she
spilled any, it would make her make-up run and stain her nice, white dress.
Unfortunately for her, she had never drank piss before and spilled a little
of it.  Her lipstick was a bit smeared and her foundation ran some, but it
wasn’t too noticable unless you looked closely or smelled her breath.  But
some of it had stained the front of her beautiful, expensive bridal gown,
the piss had run down her perfect, white cleavage and stained the front of
her gown.  She could only hope it wasn’t too noticable.

   Wesley, the ring-bearer, was ambushed in the men’s bathroom by five big,
black men that Mishi had personally recruited right out of prison.  They
made him shove the ring up his ass while each one fucked his face and came
down his throat.  Then they all pissed in his mouth and made him drink
every drop.  Finally, they each took turns shitting huge loads of crap into
the boy’s mouth and he was not allowed to leave until he’d swallowed down
every last bite into his gut.

   When Chastity and Brad did finally kiss at the altar, they each noticed
an odd taste, but both were so preoccupied with their own privately
shameful rape experience that they never imagined what the other had been
through.  They didn’t even notice the slight shit-stains on Chastity’s
finger when Brad slid the ring on that Wesley had kept up his ass for the
two hours of his toilet rape.

   When it came time to cut the cake, Chastity took a fingerful of icing
and tasted it and “mmmm”ed for the guests, then stuck her finger in Brad’s
mouth for the expected playful cake pictures.  Brad immediately recognized
the taste as black man’s cum.  The caterer had been a friend of Mishi’s and
had the frosting made to special order.  Chastity didn’t seem to notice,
though, so Brad didn’t say anything to her and pretended to love the cake
when she shoved a huge piece in his mouth for the cameras.

   Later, when they were sitting at the head table and it came time to do
the champagne toasts, one of the black women who had made Chastity drink
her piss brought out the “special” bride & groom champagne bottle.  Mishi,
who had acted as the couple’s wedding arranger, promised that the champagne
was a very special vintage and she was sure the couple would love it.
Chastity realized immediately that the yellow liquid in the bottle was not,
in fact, champagne, but dark, nigger piss.  As the black woman poured each
of them a full glass, Chastity saw the black woman wink at her.  Chastity
didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t say something without revealing her
earlier humiliation.  Luke, who was, for some reason Chastity couldn’t
understand, Brad’s best man, stood up and gave his speech.  It seemed a bit
odd to Chastity, but the guests seemed to clap anyway and the moment of
truth came.  Chastity and Brad raised their champagne glasses.  The piss
was still warm, she noticed.  She looked over at Brad who didn’t seem to
think anything was odd and drank from his glass, nodding to her to do the
same.  She couldn’t do anything but go along with it and drank her glass
full of piss.  It was as nasty and rancid as she’d remembered, she couldn’t
understand how Brad hadn’t noticed anything wrong with it.  But, she
thought, he never was a champagne conniseur like her, so he probably
thought that that’s how it always tasted.  Of course, the same exact
thoughts had been running through Brad’s head the whole time.  By the end
of the reception, they’d finished the whole bottle between the two of them.

   When they finally got in their limo and drove away, Chastity relaxed.
The only people in the car were her, Brad, the driver, the videographer and
Brad’s best man, Luke.  No sign of the black women who’d so degraded her on
her wedding day.  At least, she thought, the night would belong to her and
her husband, nothing would ruin that.  It was a moment she’d looked forward
to since she was a little girl.  She had saved herself for the perfect
man…  the perfect white man.  And Brad was that man.  A rich, white,
blonde lawyer with impeccable heritage and a solid, conservative
upbringing. She could put the one, yellow stain on her happiness behind her
forever and never tell anyone about it.

   Brad, of course, was under no such illusions.  He sat there, sweating,
the piss enema still in his ass, givig him cramps now.  He recognized the
videographer as one of Mishi’s regular cameragirls.  He was in a state of
suspense, wondering if and when the ruse would be exposed.  For a brief
moment, he thought that maybe, just maybe, Luke and Mishi were going to let
him go, to set him free, finally, and let him live a normal, heterosexual
life…  as a wedding present.  Mishi and Luke weren’t totally evil, he
thought…  they could have mercy, couldn’t they?  He couldn’t have been
more wrong.

   Luke begins a conversation, wondering why brides wear white.  Chastity
actually finds this interesting and engages him in the conversation, She
says it’s prettier, more feminine.  So, he says, why does the groom wear
black.  She says that black is the opposite of white, it’s masculine.  Luke
nods, saying that makes sense.  Black is more masculine of a color and
white is very feminine.  He goes on to say how that even carries over to
people.  Black men are bigger, more muscular, tougher and more manly.  He
explains how so many white men act gay or do things you’d never catch a
brother doing, laughing and nudging Brad, who has to laugh and agree.  Then
he talks about Hitler and the Nazis and how backwards they had it.  That
all the evidence shows that the black race is the oldest and most evolved.
Black genes always override the white genes, when a black man and a white
woman have a baby, the baby never comes out white.  He says that black men
are just naturally bigger.  As an example, he points out how black men and
women have dominated every single sport they’ve bothered to participate in,
even golf.  They’re just physically superior in every way.  He says he’s
not trying to make a social statement or anything, he’s just stating
scientific fact, it should be no big deal, it’s just a fact.  People just
don’t want to believe that all men really aren’t created equal.  He uses
him and Brad as an example.  Luke states that he is six foot six and Brad
is just five-six.  Luke is three-hundred pounds and all muscle and can
bench-press four hundred pounds.  Brad is one hundred and fourty pounds and
skinny as a rail, like a teenage boy.  Brad reluctantly agrees with him,
but Chastity, being a racist, doesn’t want him to give in.  She says she’s
sure that there are other ways that white men are just as superior.  The
camerawoman says she’s always heard that about penis sizes but she thinks
it’s all a big hoax, a racial stereotype.  So Luke says it’s true and
starts talking to Brad about cock sizes, making Chastity blush.  Brad,
knowing his expected role in this routine, disagrees that black men are
bigger and Luke tells Brad to whip it out.  He does and it’s tiny and soft,
Chastity is seeing it for the first time and is quite disappointed,
embarassed and blushing.  Then Luke whips his huge erection out and
compares it.  He asks Chastity which is larger.  She is flabbergasted and
admits his is…  a “little” bigger.

   Luke strokes it a few times for her, staring right at her.  She is
transfixed, gawking at the monster, precum dripping from its head.  Brad’s
little pink weenis simply sits there flaccid, looking lost in his lap,
barely a stub.

   “Oh my GOD, it IS true!” the camerawoman gasps.  “Here, you take over
for a while,” she says, handing the video camera to Chastity, then promptly
dropping to her knees before Luke, worshipping his tower of blackness.  He
strokes it in her face, still looking at Chastity who, for some reason, is
actually videotaping it like the girl asked her to.  “May I…  may I
please suck your big fucking black cock…  Master?” The girl begs.  Luke
nods and she ravenously attacks the cock, sucking it down, feeding on it
like her life depended on it.  She sucked it good and hard, deep and
passionately, moaning and groaning, reaching down under her skirt and
frigging herself as she sucked his cock.  She looked right at Chastity and
gave her a dirty, passionate, animal look as she devoured the cock.  Luke
cums down her throat and looks right at Chastity as he’s jizzing in the
girl’s mouth.  The girl cums when he does.  She thanks Luke for his
delicious cum and sits back, gasping for air and burps.  Chastity tells her
she still has some cum on her chin.  She asks where and Chastity reaches
out and scoops it up for her.  The camerawoman grabs her hand and sticks
Chastity’s finger in her mouth, sucking the cum off it sensously, staring
Chastity right in the eyes, “Mmmmmm….  thank you…” she says and takes
back the video camera.

   Luke lets Chastity stare at it just a little too long, then laughs and
puts it away, resuming an unrelated casual conversation (about some black
team beating some white team?) as if nothing had happened.  This snaps
Chastity out of her daze and she realizes her pussy is sopping wet and she
shifts in her seat uncomfortably, wondering why the video camera girl won’t
stop filming her.  She hopes that that part of the video is edited out.
Brad finally puts limp little white prick away, too, not that anyone
notices.

   Luke goes on to talk about how Hitler was a crazy white guy, talking
about white superiority.  He explains how stupid it was, since he was just
a little white wimp.  He said he’d seen a special on TV about how Hitler
was a pervert and actually made girls shit on him.  He says it must be
something with germans because that’s a big thing in Germany now, scat
porn. They must just love eating shit or something.  Brad is blushing, just
agreeing with Luke, trying not to get involved in the conversation.
Chastity is appaled at the behavior of Brad’s friend and is simply counting
the minutes until they can be alone in their bridal suite at last.  Still,
she thinks, she’s accidently come across those German scat sites on the
Internet while she was browsing for caviar for the reception and she
couldn’t help but think that Luke was making a valid argument, on some
level.  She just didn’t want to hear about it, especially not on her
wedding day like this.

   Of course, we all remember what happened next, the great devirginizing
scene that won all those awards.

   In the bridal suite, she is lying in bed and Brad goes to the bathroom.
During this, Luke bursts in and seduces her with his huge cock talking
about how evolution works, how the black men have such huge cocks because
women always go for the most virile men, how evolution is survival of the
fittest, the strongest, the biggest…  how, in the wild, a boy like brad
would never have any chance of competing with such a perfect specimen of
manhood like him…  he explains that he knows she longs for his cock, it’s
an animallust thing, nothing to be ashamed about, it’s natural, women
always are going to instinctively want the largest cock in the pack…
that white women are so small and tight only because white dicks have never
evolved to be big, they’ve always been small and so white women’s cunts had
to shrink to provide any kind of friction and how sad that is…  he
explains to he he can make her feel like a woman should, like women used to
back on the plains, being fucked by a real dick like an animal, like a
savage bitch in heat.  he explains that it’s her evolutionary duty to get
fucked by him, to ensure the survival of the biggest, to pass along only
the best genes…  he’s making her hold it, then stroke it, then lick and
suck it and finally devirginizes her, cumming in her cunt, telling her to
be quiet unless she wants Brad to hear them and know what she’s done,
calling her a dirty white trash whore as he savagely fucks her, a slut for
black cock who couldn’t keep her vows even on her wedding night and how
she’s nothing but a stupid white bitch tramp slut, a cum dumpster for black
seed, a worthless white trash bitch whore, making her experience her very
first orgasm, a soul-shaking wave of ecstasy, screaming into his mouth as
they kiss, then she immediately sobs and cries in shame and guilt as he
makes her suck his post-cum ooze from his cock, verbally abusing her
further.

   In the bathroom, Mishi is holding Brad, pissing in his mouth, telling
him what will happen next.  He is to go out there, kiss her, go down on
her, pretending he doesn’t notice the cum leaking out of her gaping cunt,
then cum on the sheets while he’s eating her.  He is to apologize, saying
he just couldn’t help it.  She asks if he understands and he nods, her cock
still in his mouth.  She says “good” and allows him to finally expel Luke’s
cum and piss enema into the ice bucket, which he does with great relief.
She exits into the adjoining room and tells him to drink the entire cum,
piss and shit mixture before heading back out, keeping him busy long enough
for Luke to really give it to his wife.  She says she’ll be watching
through the two-way mirror.  Brad sits there and drinks the mixture down,
listening to the sounds of the springs of his bridal bed being pushed to
their limit by Luke and his wife.  He can practically hear the wet slushing
sounds of Luke’s cock pummeling her virgin bridal twat as he drinks down he
piss enema.

   Luke finishes with her, having made her suck out the post-cum ooze from
his leaky cock and hold it in her mouth.  He goes to hide in the closet
just as we hear the toilet flush and Brad comes out.  He does as Mishi told
him and tastes Luke’s cum in her mouth and twat.  He cums on he sheets and
apologizes.  She is totally disappointed now, having been deflowered by a
black man and her husband couldn’t even fuck her.

   She gets up and goes to the bathroom to “clean up” she says and sits on
the toilet, crying.  Then she hears some noise from the bedroom and peeks
out to see what’s going on.

   She witnesses Luke coming out of the closet and confronting Brad.  She
watches as Luke tells Brad how he saw the pathetic display that happened,
how Brad wasn’t even man enough to fuck his wife on their wedding night.
He makes Brad admit that he is no man and his dick is so small he probably
couldn’t even get it in her anyway.  She watches, transfixed as Luke
verbally berates her husband, calling him a wimp and a pussy and saying
Brad’s hot little wife deserves a real man’s cock, like him.  She watches
Brad agree with Luke, and Luke says he’s going to take Brad’s wife, then.
Chastity is shocked when Brad says that if that’s what Luke wants, then he
can’t stop him.  Damn right you can’t, you little fuckin’ pussy, I could
kick your ass from here all the way back to your momma’s cunt, couldn’t I?
brad agrees and acknowledges Luke’s superority.  Luke makes him feel his
muscles, and Brad admits that they’re huge.  Luke then tells brad to whip
out his little white penis – his “weenis”, he wants a good laugh.  Brad
does and Luke laughs his ass off.  He then tells brad to take out Luke’s
cock, to remind him what a real man’s cock is like.  Brad resists, but then
Luke bitch-slaps him to the ground and brad obeys.  Chastity watches her
husband unzip Luke’s pants and fish out the gigantic prick that had raped
her earlier.  She begins to rub her clit as she watches her husband hold
it’s weight in his hand.  Luke tells him to look at it and feel it’s
weight. He tells him to see how he can’t even get one hand all the way
around it when it’s flaccid like it is.  He reminds him of when he whipped
it out in the car and tells him he saw how he and his wife were staring at
it.  He says he could tell they both wanted nothing more than to suck that
big black dick of his.  He asks him if he’d like that, if he’d like to
share that big black dick of his with his wife, the two of them on their
knees, sucking it.  brad says no, he’s not gay, but Luke says that doesn’t
matter, he’s a white boy so he’s practically a woman to a black man.  He
tells him to stroke it and get it hard.  Brad does and it grows and grows
until it’s a fully erect eighteen inches, throbbing hard and dwarfing
little Brad.  Chastity marvels at it, pussy sopping wet, drooling as she
continues to watch.  Luke then does the same evolution talk on Brad,
convincing him that it’s his natural place to be at the end of a black
dick. He talks and degrades Brad into wanting his cock.  He gets Brad to
suck it, coaching him to take it deeper and deeper, telling him to imagine
his wife deep-throating the monster.  To Chasity’s amazement, Brad manages
to deep-throat the entire eighteen inches after about twenty minutes of
work!  Then Luke tells Brad to get up on the bed, which he does obediently.
He tells brad to tell him what he wants.  Brad asks him to please fuck him.
Luke tells him to go on, to let loose, to let it all out, don’t hold back,
let Luke know all the deep-rooted whiteboy faggot passions and desires he’s
held back all these years, the perverted, submissive cravings he’s had for
Luke ever since he first met him.  brad does just that.  He asks for Luke
to fuck him up the ass, to shove his big black dong all the way up his poop
chute and make him his little white bitch.  He sticks his ass up in the air
and reaches back and spreads his cheeks for him, all the wile begging for
it, pleading for it, saying he needs it more than anything in the world,
that he’s not complete until he’s had Luke’s cock fill him up.  Luke then
pounces on him and slams it home, ramming his little white ass like a
savage animal.  Brad cries out in agony and ecstasy, screaming and yelling,
saying how great it feels, how he’s such a faggot and made to be fucked,
how he’s longed for it forever.  He begs for Luke to fill him up, to cum up
his ass.  Luke asks him if Brad loves him.  brad exclaims yes, yes, I love
you and your big black dick more than anything in the world!  More than
your beautiful, blonde bride?  Brad says she’s nothing but a white bitch
and she is nothing to him, all that matters to him is being fucked by big,
black men, that’s the only thing he loves.  he pleads for Luke to shoot his
jizz in him, to give him the honor of being his bitc, his cum receptacle.
He begs for Luke to shoot his hot nigger spunk deep into his bowels and
impregnate him with his black seed.  Luke screams and hammers Brad’s ass so
hard, Chastity worries he might break Brad’s back.  But Brad just screams
in ecstasy, screaming “Yes!  Yes!  Oh, fuck, god, YESS!!!  I am your
fucking white faggot bitch, master, fill me up, please, god, fill
meeeee!!!” Chastity cums as Brad does, shuddering and shaking, unable to
believe the display before her.  Luke rests on top of Brad and breathes
heavily.  Chastity thinks how romantic they look, the black master lying on
the sweat-soaked whiteboy, grinning in submissive queer bliss.  Luke looks
at Brad and brad looks at him and tells him, ever so tenderly and ernestly
“I love you, master”.  Luke stands up and yanks Brad to his knees saying
“You fuckin’ faggot, I’m not gay!  I don’t love you, you piece of shit,
you’re just another white hole, fucker!  THIS is what you love, you fucki’
homo: black dick!  It don’t matter whose dick it is, either, as long as
it’s black, you love
ALL black dick!  Now tell your master you love it!” Brad obeys and tells

Luke’s semi-hard, cum and shit-stained cock that he loves it.  “Good, not
worship it, show it how much you love it and suck it clean of your shit,
boy.” Brad gladly does so and licks and sucks it clean avidly, making
slurping, cooing, appreciative and hungry noises as he does so.  Brad also
starts licking Luke’s fat scum covered fuckbags.  Brad’s tongue lovingly
lifts each black nut as the big dick drips post-cum all over his face.

   Chastity is totally blown away by this and steps back from the door.
She isn’t quite sure how to handle this and looks in the mirror, fixing
herself up.  She wraps a towel around her then looks at the toilet.
Remembering how Luke snuck out when they heard Brad flush, and not wanting
her poor, pathetic husband to suffer the additional humiliation of her
knowing of his disgusting homosexual cravings, she flushes the toilet,
thinking Luke will go off and hide like he did before.  She waits a few
seconds and comes out, pretending that everything is normal.

   Chastity, wrapped in a towel steps out of the bathroom and gawks at the
sight before her.  I gotta tell you guys, Mishi is at her best with these
two.  Brad is sucking his master’s ass now…  as Luke lifts one leg so
little cracker can tongue the shithole.  Until you’ve seen a pink eighteen
year old blonde whiteboy’s tongue fucking up into his master’s black
asshole, you “aint seen nothing yet…” Brad is holding his own tiny prick
masturbating it while he sucks ass.

   Chastity watches this obscene display of her newlywed husband whacking
off as he enjoys his assmeal…  she seems disturbed at the sight of this
big black man getting a butt licking from her new husband.  Luke, however,
sees the new bride and charges her, prick waving at her menacingly.  He
rips her towel off, spins her around and grabs Chastity’s tits..then in one
thrust..he slams his big black dick up her ass and forces her against the
wall.  Luke is now fucking his slave’s wife really hard…balls deep on
each thrust like animals do.  Brad watches and jerks his dick..then falls
to his knees and drags his Master’s jeans down around his ankles..so he can
taste some of that hot hard black ass.  Now Brad starts to eat the ass of
his big, black master who is fucking his new wife.  Boys this video is a
real winner.  After a good ass sucking..and what good whiteboy toilet
wouldnt want to eat out that black ass for a couple of hours..  Luke yells
at Brad to get over on the bed on his back, hanging his heas off the edge.
Brad does so obediently.  Luke picks Chastity up effortlessly, carrying her
over to the bed supporting her mainly with his massive fuckshaft, buried
deep in her ass.  She screams as it plunges into her, and she feels like a
stuck pig, skwered on a spit.  Luke lays her down on top of Brad so that
Brad’s face is in their crotches.  Luke goes back to savagely ass-fucking
Chastity and Brad starts to lick the big slick niggerprick as it is pulled
from Chastity’s slimy asshole.  Chastity is a little offended that Brad
chose to lick Luke’s shitty cock rather than lick her beautiful pussy, to
help her orgasm…  but, she figures, he’s just a faggot, so I guess that’s
natural.  Brad licks the shitslop off the dick on the outstrokes.  All
three of them are now screaming things like “Oh fuck..oh God..oh shit..fuck
fuck fuck……”

   Luke yells, “I’m fucking cumming….” And we see the hard slabs of his
ass cheeks tighten even more as he arches his strong muscled back and
shoots his load up the butt of his slave’s white wife.  Chastity cries
hysterically..we dont know why..because she is having so much fun..becuase
she hates Luke..because she is afraid of getting ruined by her husband’s
master..or because the big fucking dick hurts like hell..probably all of
the above.  Luke pulls out still spurting..and plunges his fuckrod into his
whiteboy’s mouth..who swallows the rest of the spunk.  Chastity collapses
on top of her faggot husband, completely used and exhausted.  Luke spreads
her ass cheeks to show the camera that she is indeed flooded with cum.  She
sobs at being so crudely exposed, then Luke pulls out of Brad has her shit
the cum into his mouth.  Despite the humiliation, there seems to be some
sadistic pleasure in it for Chastity, who obviously blames Brad for getting
her into this mess.  Luke then slams his shitty cock back into Brad’s
mouth, fucking it like a pussy.  He tells Chastity to get up, turn around
and get a good, close look at this.  He has her hold her husband’s head and
talk dirty to him.  She goes wild watching Luke face-fuck Brad, she
expresses her amazement at the size of the cock, Luke’s muscled ass and
thighs, his perfect abs and chest, his muscular arms effortlessly holding
Brad down.  She tells Brad he’s just an inferior white bitch, good for
nothing but being fucked.  More worthless, even, than her since he can’t
even give black men children.  She goes on about how superior black men are
and how this is Brad’s rightful place.  She calls Brad a faggot, a whiteboy
mouthpussy.  She tells him how worthless he is, how pretty he looks getting
mouth-raped.  She eggs Luke on, telling him to fuck that fag-hole, slam it
down his fucking throat, shoot that jizz down into his toilet tummy, he’s
such a fucking faggot for black dick.  Luke pumps another huge load down
his throat and pulls out and shoves his cock into Chastity’s mouth.  She
hungrily sucks on it and he shoots a few spurts down her throat.  Then he
pulls out and jizzes all over both their faces.  Chastity and Brad lick the
cock clean and lick the black man’s cum off each other’s faces, kissing and
licking it, sucking and sharing it.  Chastity holds Brad’s mouth and spits
Luke’s cum in his mouth and tells him to swallow it, leaving his mouth open
and he does.  She then holds Luke’s dickhead over Brad’s mouth and Luke
asks her what she wants him to do.  She begs for Luke to piss down this
faggot’s throat, to show him who’s boss, show him how superior he is and
how Brad is nothing but a whiteboy faggot toilet for black men.  Luke calls
her a nasty fucking white bitch and pisses right into Brad’s mouth.  It
fills up Brad’s mouth and Chastity is swearing like a sailor about how
fucking hot that is, how beautiful it is, she watches it fill up, amazed
atthe strength and volume of the piss shooting out of the monster cock.
She remarks how strong it smells and how dark it is.  She tells Brad to
swallow it all, leaving his mouth open so she can make see his toilet mouth
plumbing work…  Brad obeys and swigs down the piss in huge gulps as his
wife stares down his throat.  She continues to verbally berate Brad,
calling him a fucking faggot toilet, a piss pot, a urinal for black piss.
She frigs herself as she sticks Luke’s cock in Brad’s mouth and watches as
Luke continues to piss straight down his throat, small rivulets of piss
pouring out of the corners of his stretched-out mouth, but most of it going
straight down his gullet into his guts.  She explodes in a powerful orgasm,
as she yells “YESSS, YOU FUCKING PISS-DRINKING TOILET MOUTH WHITE BITCH
FAGGGOOTTT!!!”

   Mishi comes in and tells Chastity and Brad to get dressed.  Chastity is
meeting her for the first time and is amazed to see her huge cock dangling
between her legs.  Mishi brings in a naked, thirteen year old boy – Wesley!
Brad says no, but Mishi shuts him up with a glare.  She throws Wesley on
the bed and Luke promptly mounts him and slams his cock up his asshole.
Brad cries and Chastity tells him to stop being such a sissy faggot and get
dressed.  She watches Luke slamming the screaming teenager, remarking on
how fucking hot it looks to see such a dark, huge, muscled, hung black man
ass-raping a skinny little whiteboy who’s about a quarter of his size.
Brad and Chastity get dressed and Mishi, who’s been stroking her cock and
watching, tells them she made a reservation for them at a local
establishment for their romantic honeymoon dinner.  She sends them down to
the limo and says the driver will take them there.  As she walks over to
Wesley and shoves her dick in his screaming mouth, she tells Brad and
Chastity to go on and have fun, she and Luke will babysit Wesley while
they’re gone.

   The scene shifts to the restaurant where Brad takes Chastity for dinner.
As it pans back, we realize it is a filthy urban greasy spoon type dump
inhabited by seedy black men.  Not a woman in the place..except Chastity as
she enters wearing a very short black skirt..a see through white blouse so
her nipples show.  high heels..and an expression of revulsion and fear.
Brad doesnt look too happy himself.

   “Lookat the fucking cunt…” one big black dude says very loudly and all
the guys laugh.  There must be twenty of them.  Rough bluecollar and
welfare blacks.

   You can see by Chastity’s expression that she is really scared.  A black
waiter wanders up and takes their order..looking at Chastity’s tits all the
while.  Then a dirty black truck driver type wanders up to the table and
looks at Brad.

   “this your bitch?  ” he asks.

   “This is my wife..we were married two weeks ago….” Brad stammers,
looking to the camera as if for pity..probably at Mishi behind the lens.  I
heard the head man likes to film some of these key scenes himself.  Truly
artistic.

   The nigga dude smiles..”Well do you mind if I fuck your wife?”

   Chastity is chewing her lip, eyes shut, fists clenched….Brad looks at
the floor..almost as if he will cry.  Then very quietly he says..”Thats why
I brought her here.”

   The black giant says very loudly…”You brought your wife here to get
fucked by nigger dick?”

   A close up on cute Brad’s face as he mumbles as he had been
taught…”yes sir….I want her to have the thrill of a real man’s cock in
her pussy.” Chastity sits stiffly as if in shock as the black man shoves
one calloused hand into her blouse and starts to tug on the nipples of her
tits.  Brad can’t even watch.

   “Brad please..” Chastity sobs..as if to say..”this is too much..make it
stop” but it doesnt.  suddenly the nigger rips her blouse open so the
buttons pop and her big fat tits are hanging there exposed to all the black
men.  the truick driver bends over and begins to spit in Chastity’s face.
Now another black moves in and grabs Brad’s head and forces it into his
bulging crotch.  Brad’s face is rubbed against the growing dick in the
black man’s pants.  Chastity is dragged from her chair and set on the pool
table..they rip her clothes off.  Two black teenagers hold her legs apart
while the other guys spread her pussylips and finger her cunt.  She screams
fo rher husband who is busy sucking on a ten inch black cock now…hairy
black balls banging his chin.

   Oh shit, readers, you’ve all seen countless black on white
gangbangs…all seen big black prick stuff tiny whtie pussy and ass..seen
black dicks in white boys faces..but what makes this video so hot is that
both Brad and Chastity are such clean cut college kids..so fresh and young
and innocent looking..and the black mothefuckers fucking them are so
animalistic.  Brad is bent over a table and violently ass fucked by ten
guys…  Chastity is fucked on the pool table by six guys..who take turns
in her ass and cutn and mouth…It goes on endlessly and breathlessly .
The nigga’s fuck with all their might..slamming their huge dicks into the
white couple.  Not a black dick in the place is under ten inches..and the
largets is eighteen.

   Of course Mishi knows that any fuck film worth its salt balances the
violence with equal amounts of humor so comedy is not lacking in this film.
In one particularly funny moment, Chastity is forced to suck the cum loads
out of her husbands stretched out asshole.  well while she is sucking..Brad
loses it and farts..and she is splattered in the face with nigger spooge.
Another very funny moment occurs when a ten year old black boy is brought
in and first tries to fuck Chastity and then sits on Brad’s face while the
battered husband sucks his ass.  Then while Bradis fucked with a pool
cue..the black dudes make a nice drink for Chastity..they piss in a beer
mug..then blow their noses into it giving it a head of snot.  Chastity
freaks out and gets hysterical,.crawls around bare assed on the floor
trying to get away from the guys.  This section has really good camera
work. they hold her down and pour the piss and snot down her throat.  then
they carry her over to Brad and punch her stomach until she pukes it into
his mouth.  Its a fine film moment..and one to be remembered.

   Next some of the guys piss down Brad’s throat..holding their big black
dicks like hoses and leeting fountains of piss cascade into his open mouth
as he kneels frigging his dick for them.  Then they say that, since the two
came there for dinner, it’s time for them to eat.  They promise them some
good, down-home Southern cookin’ and lie the two next to each other on the
floor and every single nigger in the restaurant takes a dump in their
mouths.  They must have eaten just a while ago because these black guys
really pour it on.  Chastity and Brad each eat probably twenty pounds of
nigger shit.  Hell, you can see their stomachs distended so much they both
look like they’re pregnant or some shit.  Brad actually is more used to
eating shit and probably actually got about five more pounds down before he
was stuffed.  But Chastity was the one who they brought the great dane over
to.  They sat it on her face and had it shit it’s nasty, soft, disgusting
digshit-rope into her mouth.  They couldn’t finish the last of the shit so
they’re told to just hold it in their mouths, Chastity’s packed with
dogshit.  Some guys fuck Chastity with beer bottles in all her holes.and
make her dance keeping them in…Brad has a beer bottle shoved up his
ass.and is forced to dance too.  somebody puts on a ballad and a touching
moment occurs when the newlyweds slowdance together..crying in each others
arms.  The black guys make them french kiss each other and their mouths are
still packed solid with shit.  They kiss and brown shit-juice runs down
their faces and covers their bodies.  The kissing makes them finish the
shit in their mouths, but they can’t take it and they puke.  Brad loses it
first and pukes in Chastity’s mouth as they’re still kissing, making
Chastity puke too.  They’re told not to stop kissing and to keep dancing.
So they kiss right through the retching and vomiting, barfing up nigger
shit into each other’s mouth and tongue-kissing, drinking each other’s
nigger-shit-vomit down while they dance in a naked embrace.  the scene
fades out.

   the last scene of the film is back at the honeymoon suite.  the
bedroom.. Brad’s thirteen year old little brother Wesley is asleep bare
assed on the bed.  He’s got his mouth wrapped around Luke’s gigantic cock
and his asshole is clearly gaping and packed with black jizz.  Brad and
Chastity drag themselves in..covered in cum, piss and shit.  They look
terrible.  Luke wakes Wesley up and orders the kid to lick the cum, piss
and shit off their bodies.  Wesley resists at first but then complys…its
hot because Wesley sucks cum not only out of Chastity’s asshole..but also
out of his brother’s.  Luke huge dick is now so swollen with lust and so
hot..that he fucks Wesley on the bed while the boy sucks Chastity’s ass.
Brad is made to stand idly by and fuck himself up the ass with his big
black “training” dildo until his little dick spurts cum on his wife’s ass
and brother’s face.  Its so lovely to see Luke’s impressive award winning
big black dick slamming into Brad’s little brother’s asshole.  You can tell
Wesley hates being fucked.  Too bad..the viewers love it.  Luke Now cums up
Wesley’s ass and then yells he’s pissing…he pisses up the teenage
whiteboy’s ass..then Wesley squats and shits the piss out into Brad’s
mouth..  Brad mouth kisses his little brother and they share the shitty mix
of piss and jizz as Luke savagely ass-fucks Chastity, making her watch her
husband and his little brother act like the two little faggot whiteboy
toilets they are.  Luke makes her rub her own clit until she cums as he
ravages her ass and she watches the two boys sharing the cum, piss and
shit.

   These four really know how to make sex filthy..its a real treat.  Now
Luke pisses all over Chastity’s face and Brad licks it off and kisses
Wesley.  What a sight..a big fat black cock spraying piss on Chastity’s
beautiful fashion model face.  awesome.  The film ends with the four of
them collapsing in a heap in the sex and piss soaked bed.  Wesley actually
falls asleep with Luke’s scrotum in his mouth and his brother deep
throating Luke’s perpetually hard cock…  its so cute.  Meanwhile,
Chastity is deeply, passionately, soulfully french kissing Luke as she
pushes her husband’s head down on Luke’s fucktool.  Her other hand caresses
his broad, muscled chest appreciately as Luke finger-fucks her ass, his
single finger bigger than most whiteboy’s dicks.

   I dont know about you, but I cant wait to see more adventures of this
fun loving threesome black-“maled” into sex.  Next time Mishi promises
horseshit games…something the three of them swear they will never do!
Ha! So until next time video lovers..this is your fuck video reviewer dale
signing off.

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Chapter 1: “Sanctimonious Dick”

     The file sat open on the desk before Richard “Dick” Sanctimonious.  Across
from him, Luke  dressed in a dark Italian pinstriped suit and burgandy
tie smirked, his intimidating face, dark and strong, caught in the afternoon light
pouring through the huge glass window behind Dick.
The file heralded the ruin of Dick’s life… the end of a lucrative career
for the fifty year old politician, a leader of the conservative Republican right.  One
of the most important fund raisers and corporate pawns in Washington.  One of
those sweaty compulsive liars who supported wars as long as they were fought
by the working class and poor and they got their rich-boy deferments.

       “I thought we had an agreement…”  said Dick, a typically balding,
overweight white man who treated the world as if he was entitled to
run it.  Not attractive by any means, Dick could only get sex from
high-priced, discreet Washington prostitutes.

      “Of course you did.  You were meant to.  Oh those countless boring
conversations about your family and friends I endured in the country club
locker room, just to win your confidence. But you see it paid off.  Over time, with
patience and martinis, I lured you into offering to ‘hire’ me to do your
dirty work… none of which I ever intended to do, Dick.  The sole purpose,
as you now see, was to get you to give me the very rope by which I could
hang your sorry, fat white ass.   I recently gleaned the few last
pieces of information I needed to put the last pieces of the puzzle in
place… and the fruits of my labors you see before you.”

                    One fat, trembling hand rose to Dick’s neck to loosen his
tie which felt all too much like a noose.  “The records of my donations for
the last twelve years.”

                      “Fat man, you are too modest. Not just donations.
Records of your illegal transactions and voter rip offs… records that
indicate to me not just the end of your ‘brilliant’ political career and spotless
record and reputation… but twenty to forty in an orange jump suit if I’m
not mistaken. Oh think of the calamity.  You beautiful young wife out there
in the suburbs reduced to a dildo for a husband while you  become the prison
bitch for some big black gang.  I have connections in the legal system
who would ensure the character and qualities of your bunkmates, I assure
you. And what about your darling children… perfect beauties.  Johnny, your
pride and joy and chosen successor, on his way to Harvard… or was it Yale?
Obviously, he would have no political future when his father was exposed as
the contemptible corrupt fraud that you are.  And your other son, Danny. 
Only thirteen, you have such high hopes for him.  I recall you talking about
how he was just starting to get interested in girls.  A bit late, you said, but
you were relieved, having wondered if, perhaps, you’d done something wrong. 
What would he do without his father as a role model?  Ah, and the girls,
Missy and Sissy.  Twins only twelve years old, yanked roughly out of their
comfy private school environment and thrust into the harsh world of reality
because suddenly Daddy is a con. Poor Dick Sanctimonious.  Your ass, as
they say, is grass.”  Mr. Black flashed a toothy, sadistic smile that scared
Dick.

                     Dick shook his fat, sweaty head, a lock of greying comb-over
hair fell across his pale, damp forehead.  His dull blue eyes blinked.  “I made some
mistakes.  Hurt some people.  Took the easy way to the top.  Okay, so now I
pay for it.  How much do you want?”

                      Luke laughed out loud in a deep, full bass belly laugh that shook
the room… and Dick Sanctimonious’s bowels.  Luke and shook his head,
“You stupid Cunt.  I have more money than I know what to do with.  This is all a
 game for me, dont you see.  I own you now.  I own your future. And if you want
to stay clear of wreck and ruin, you will give me whatever i want.”

                   Dick slammed a fist onto his cherry desktop.  He wanted
more than anything in the world to slug the black fucker, sure he was a well-dressed
spearDicker, but Dick was certain he was just another dumb nigger under all
the posturing and pretense.  But Check knew he was trapped, at least for the moment.
“All right you bastard… just tell me what you want!”

                  “I want many things.  But for starters, I want to fuck
your son.”

                  Dick sat bolt upright in his custom designed leather
chair. he couldn’t believe what he had just hear.  “You want what?”

                   “I want to shove my cock up the virgin asshole of your
thirteen year old son.  I want you to sit and watch as I force my big black
dick into his tight little rectum and he screams with pain as inch after
inch of cock turns his ass canal into a whiteboy cunt.”

                   Dick had never been an athlete in college, but he was out of
his chair and over his desk in an instant.  He never expected to encounter
a Hung Gar expert.  Luke hardly lifted an arm, and poor Dick found his
fifty year-old flabby body lying on the oriental carpet in extreme agony, breathing
heavily from the mild exertion and solid impact.

                    “Hung Gar, a form of kung fu  descended from legendary
martial arts expert Wong Fei Hung, hero of China.  I could have broken your
back. Dont be stupid again, bitch. Now, shall I pick up this phone and call the
police?  Or do you pick up the phone and send a car to pick up your cute
young son from school?”

                     Tears filled Dick’s beady blue eyes.  Tears not
shed in many years.  Unmasculine tears.  Republicans didn’t cry.  “Don’t do
this… please dont do this.  Something else… there must be something else
you want instead.”

                          “Oh as I said, there are many things I want, but
nothing so much right now as to plow the asspussy of your thirteen year old
son. If you do everything I ask of you for a few months… I shall leave you
and your family to your secrets and your ill-gotten gains.  If you do not
comply with my every wish, I’ll destroy you.  Its just that simple.”

                         “But why my son?  He’s not gay… he’s not a pervert.”

                        Luke laughed.  “You stupid twat… you don’t understand, do you?
I am a black man.  A prime specimen of the superior race.  To a black man,
every white man is practically a woman, their little white peckers are like little
clits compared to our man-sized cocks.  Especially femmy little whiteboys like your son.
From the moment I saw your sons creamy smooth ass globes in the locker room
at the country club, I knew I had to fuck him, watch his squirm on eighteen
inches of fuckmeat, split him open… turn him into a bawling mewling
boypussy.  Call it my hobby if you like.  And after all, when all is said and
done, what harm will it cause?  You will have your job and family, and your
son will have an asshole the size of the Lincoln Tunnel.  Big deal.”

                   “Why would you want to hurt an innocent thirteen year old
boy?”

                    “The thrill of the fuck.  The fun of breaking a slender
young honkey and watching him writhe on my throbbing black cock.  The
satisfaction of knowing that you will have to live with the fact that rather than
go to prison, you watched your own son turned into a dickditch. Now I foresee
about twenty minutes of protest from you, then another half-hour or so of
crying and begging, and then the light of reason will dawn.  So your boy is
assfucked.  Isn’t it worth it for him to retain Daddy’s corrupt fortune and
his honored position in the social registry?  We all suffer a bit to
succeed.  Think of this as the price your son has to pay for his future
happiness.  Then make the call”
                 It turned out as Luke had predicted.  Dick groveled,
begged, threw up, sobbed and, in the end, acquiesced.  Dick Sanctimonious,
for all of his tough political rhetoric and power was, at heart, a coward.  Now
his thirteen year old son Danny stood before him.  The kid was blonde and
pretty in that still somewhat androgenous way that boys and girls are when
on the cusp of puberty.  Slender and young-looking for his age.  He still wore
his prep-school uniform – a short-sleeve button-down white shirt, a emblemed
navy blue coat, matching shorts and high socks with patent leather shoes. 
It was an outfit that often got him laughed at and pushed around if he every
left the safety of the private school to eat lunch.  Often the lower class
minorities that littered the urban area would yell out to him in their “Ebonics”
broken English, calling him all sorts of words he only vaguely understood as
insults, things like “sissy” and “homo” and “faggot”.  His hair hung in casual
disarray over his smooth forehead and his father’s blue eyes flashed from
behind the strands of gold.  He nose was delicately curved with fine flaired
nostrils, and he had a perfect pouty mouth with what Luke liked to call
cocksucker lips.  Luke was an expert on cocksucker lips.  He could spot a kid
at the mall say, thirty or forty feet away and know at once that the kid had a
perfect mouth for facefucking.  “That boy’s mouth was made to suck cock.” 
He would remark.  The boys had to be forced at first of course, few of them
thought of themselves as facepussies.  But, with practice and time, most of them
became expert little boy dick slurpers and Luke, as usual, was right.

                 Danny Sanctimonious was a born cocksucker if Luke had ever
seen one. His smooth angelic face almost screamed “Fuck Me.”  And the way
his ass cheeks rode high and arched, hidden now of course by the preppy
shorts, betrayed a true boycunt in the making. Danny Sanctimonious was the kind of
boy who was pure torture to any self respecting pervert. One could barely
refrain from ripping the boys clothing off in public and plowing the tender
bare assed body into drooling submission. Luke intended to turn Danny
from a healthy, normal thirteen year old boy into a grunting, slobbering
teenage fuckhole.

                 “I’ve been honest with you Danny, because, honest to God, I
dont know what else to do.  The future of your mother and sisters… of
your older brother Johnny and yourself as well as mine is at stake.  I cant make
you do this, but I can say that if you help us out, for the rest of your life I will
make it up to you.  I swear. ”

                 It was Danny’s turn to blink bright blue eyes.  He jammed
one dress shoe-clad toe into the carpet.  “You want me to let this guy… do
stuff to me.  Sex stuff?”  He couldnt’ believe the words forming in his own
mouth.  He couldnt fathom what his dad was asking.

             “Oh Christ, Danny, I dont even know how much you know about sex.
I know I haven’t been very good in that area as a dad.  I guess I figured you
would learn about it in school and from your friends like I did.  And
now… oh shit…….”  Dick Sanctimonious broke down and cried in front of  his son.
Luke sipped scotch and studied Danny’s fragile body, glimpses of which
teased from beneath the preppy clothes.

              “What, exactly, does this guy want to do?”  Danny asked, his
mouth suddenly very dry.

             Luke leaned in. “I want to fuck your cute little whiteboy ass and have
your full young lips wrapped around my dripping, black, monster dick.  You will
become a cocksucker and an ass-fucked faggot-boy.  You will do this to save
your dad and your family from ruin.  You really have no choice, young man.”

                       “But I like girls. I’m not gay.”  Danny protested,
studying the face of this monstrous pervert.  It was not unhandsome.

                       “That’s exactly why I want to fuck you.  It wouldn’t
be any fun for me if you were gay.  But to turn a nice clean-cut straight boy
into a sobbing dick crammed faggot… that is a real pleasure.  Now, shall we
get on with it?”

                         Danny shuffled his feet nervously.  A trickle of
sweat ran down his smooth soft neck into his tee shirt and across his
boyishly flat chest. The cheeks of his face turned slightly pink.  His
tongue licked at his full lower lip.  “Do I gotta, Dad?”

                   “I dont know of any other way, son.”  It was a lie of
course.  There was another way, but Dick Sanctimonious was prepared to watch his
thirteen year old son get ass fucked rather than face prison himself.  At least
Johnny would be spared from this, he thought oh, so mistakenly.

                     “Will it hurt?”  the boy asked, sounding very young
now, almost a baby.

                    “You bet your sweet boycunt it will hurt. ” Luke
laughed.  “it will hurt worse than anything  else you will ever experience.
in your life.  It will feel as if you are being ripped apart. You may black
out in fact.  I have a huge dick, and I fuck hard.  Lots of women cant even
take me in their cunts..imagine what I am going to do to your tender little
shithole?  Those little asslips will be stretched beyone endurance. You will
feel sure you are about to die..you may even want to die.  After all you are
being turned into a girl.  And when it is all over..your ass will never be
the same again. It will always be part ass…part cunt.  ”

                   To Lukes complete delight both father and son sobbed
now.  They hugged and sobbed as Luke’s big dick twitched in his pants.
“Well I cant fuck the boy until he is naked.”  He said impatiently.

                    “Eh..do I take off my clothes, Dad?”  the boy asked not
wanting to speak to or look at Luke.

                    “Luke wants me to undress you son.  Its part of his
sick game.” So Dick Sanctimonious uncovered his boys smooth pale body,and as layer
after layer of clothing fell to the carpet, the politician marvelled at
just how young and fragile  the boy was.  The tummy was flat and smooth and
soft as velvet, the chest had little definition, the nipples looking pink
and lonely on the hairless torso.  The indentation of the boys shoulder
blades, the soft hairless moist armpits.  The sad sad face  sniffing  and
crying, snot running from the  darling pug nose.  The eyes wide and filled
with fear like a fawn in captivity.

                 At last the thirteen yea rold stood in only his boxer
shorts.  His dad knelt  in frotn of him and with trembling fingers tugged at
the waistband  of the plaid cotton undergarment.  over boney boy hips  the
material slid, down across the curve of the pale pink boyass until it
puddled at the kid’s naked feet.  Danny put his hands over his prick and
balls and shut his eyes, too humiliated to look at his father and the
monster man.  “Please God, let this be a nightmare,” he pleaded silently.
But when he opened his  tear filled eyes, he found himself naked in his dads
office.

                    “Very nice, ” Luke whispered, licking his lips of
scotch and rubbing the drooling buldge in his pants. “Dick you may go over
and sit on the couch.  Danny I want you to turn around and face me.  Now
step a little closer.  You have a very beatiful body..almost more like a
cunt than a boy. Maybe you should have been born a cunt like  your twin
sisters Danny insead of a boyl.  Have you ever wanted to be a girl Danny?”

                  The boy stood naked in shock, his hands covering his
genitals.

                   “when I ask you a question, I expect an answer.  Have you
ever wanted to be a girl Danny.  Have you ever wished you had a pussy
instead of a cock?”

                    “No…”  Danny mumbled, biting back tears. The room
spinning.

                     “No, sir!”

                    “Noi sir.”  sniff sniff.  Danny’s figners gripped his
tender hairless ballbag more tightly.

                       “Never wanted the older boys to take you on  dates
and kiss you and shove their big teenage pricks in your tiny little hairless
pussy?”

                      “No sir…I’m not gay.”  Danny was a wee bit defiant.
Luke would have to take care of that.

                      “Take your hands away from your dick and balls Danny
and put them at your sides. ”  The boy hesitated too long for Luke’s
liking.  he was off the couch in a flash and one hand lashed out and slapped
the boy hard. The next instant he was seated comfortably once again. Dick
buried his face in his hands and cried. The left side of Danny’s cheek
glowed bright pink. “When I give you an order, hop to it twatface.”

                           Danny moved his hands revealing a  beautiful
pink smooth  penis and balls.  A tiny patch of blonde hair had sprouted above
the cockroot.l  the balls were still hairless and baby soft.  the dick hung
about one inche flaccid cut ,and very all American.

                  “Very Nice…you have a nice little dick for your age.
Now I am going to ask you some questions Danny, and I want honest answers
from you.  If I ever find out you have lied to me, all of your work will be
in vain and your father will rot in prison. Do I make myself clear?”

                “Yes sir.”   Danny felt so terribly vulnerable, he didnt
know what to do.  The man was looking right at his cock and balls.  Right at
his most private parts.  Danny had just recently had his first cum and was
terribly shy about his developing sexuality.

                 “Danny have you ever fucked a girl?”

                   “For God’s sake, Luke, hes only a kid…”  Dick shouted,
spittle running from his chin.

                  “You shut the fuck up.  Danny have you ever fucked a
girl?”

                   “No sir.”  Danny looked scared.  He wa scared.  Scared
and embarassed.

                    “Have you ever felt a girls bare pussy? Most boys your
age have at least copped a little twat.”

                      “Eh…no sir. I haven’t. ”

                       “what are you, some kind of faggot?  ”

                       Tears poured down satin soft cheeks. ” No sir.I like
girls.”

                      “Do you ever think about fucking girls and play with
your prick?”

                      Danny chewed his lip.  “Sometimes.”  he said at last.

                      “Danny, the truth now..do you ever think about fucking
your sisters?”

                       “Christ..that’s sick..”  Dick groaned and  ran to the
sink to puke.

                       ” Do you Danny..do you ever think about fucking
Missy or Sissy?  ”

                       The tears became a flood..he nodded his cute young
head.  Black hair hid guilty eyes.  ” Sometimes….”  he said at last.  His
secrets exposed.  Forever scarred by his filthy boylust.

                       “Of course you do..its only natureal.  You think
about shoving your little boy dickie into her tiny virgin pussy, dont you?”

                        “Sometimes…”  Danny wailed.  “Oh Daddy..Im
sorry….Im so sorry…”

                        ‘How often do you masturbate Danny? ”

                        “I… .I.. eh..don’t know.”

                        “Of course you do.  How often do you rub your
boy-clit?  Every day…twice a day?”

                          ” I guess…sometimes.  ”  the boy looked down at
the carpet.

                          “When you tweak your pinky do you ever insert a
finger up your asshole?”

                         Now the boy looked like a deer caught in a
headlight. How could this man know his innermos secrets..how could he know?
“Eh..eh….no..I……”

                         “You do..don’t you.  dont lie to me.  You rub your
finger over your asscrack and touch your asshole dont you..you rub it like a
girl fingers her cunt. ”

                        Danny’s tight little tummy fluttered.  his thin
chest heaved and his nipples got hard.  His shoulders rose and fell and he
gulped back sobs.”Please mister..please..’  he stuttered.

                      “Oh yes Danny..you stick a finger up your ass just
like it was a pussy on a girl.  I can tell.  turn around and spread your
legs and bend over.”

                      “Please..cant we  find some other…” Dick started.

                       “Oh shut the fuck up..you bore me.  Bend over
Danny..show me that nice teenage ass.  Thats a real beauty..when I saw you
drying your tender boypussy with a towel in the country club locker room…i
knew then and there I had to shove my dick up you. Reach back with your
hands and spread your ass cheeks so I can see your shithole. ”

                      Crying out loud now, Danny reached back and with
shaking hands grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them.  Oh God he felt so
exposed..indeed he was.  His thirteen year old pink perfect asspucker was on
display to a pervert.
“Spread those asscheeks a little wider.  there you go.  Now I can see your
nice hairless ballbag hanging there too.  Fine.  Now bend your legs just a
bit and push out with your asshole like you were shitting.That’s good
Danny..you see when you obey everthing goes along smashingly.  Your son has
a beautiful asshole Dick..its perfect..perfect pink asslips..perfect
corregated circle of pucker skin. ..tight …waiting to be fucked.  Well
lets do it shall we?”

                    Luke stripped.  He had a fine body. He had an
enormous dick, not only long but fat and dripping. .  Danny was sorry he
looked back.  he should just have stayed in place bent over ass spread.
Dick buried himself int he couch, sobbing.

                    “Dick, you’re going to want to help your son.  I suggest
you lick my dick to get it wet..I’d hate to have to fuck his cunt dry. ”
Luke stood a the boys ass, kneading  it with his hand while the boy
whimpered and the man stroked his swollen drooling prick with his other
hand. Dick crawled across the carpet blubbering and  choking on tears,
muttering and hysterical with grief.  Whatever had happened to the self
assured master of Washington?  It took some encouragement, but Dick could see that the prick
would never go into the boys ass without lubrication.   So for the first
time in his fifty years, Dick Sanctimonious put his tongue on a mans dick.  He
gagged..but thought of his poor whimpering son and licked the cockstalk.

                      “That’s it get it as wet as you can..it will go in
more easily.  Wet the dickhead..dont worry about all that cockslime..that
will help the fuck.”  Danny didn’t want to watch, but he couldn’t help it,
he couldn’t take his eyes off the vision of his Dad, his hero, his idol,
kneeling before this big black man and sucking his huge, black cock.  Danny
glanced down at his Dad’s penis and noted that it was barely a quarter of
the size of Luke’s.
   
   “Mmm, that’s not bad, faggot, we’ll have to try that
again, later,” Luke told Dick as the broken father sobbed around his
cock, having made eye contact with his son who was watching him be a cocksucker.
“But now you do your boy’s ass,” Luke roughly grabbed Dick’s head by
the hair and yanked it off his huge, hard cock.  It made a wet pop as it came
out and drool spilled down Dick’s chin.  Then Luke shoved the father’s
face in his son’s lily-white ass, “Lick his little asshole, faggot.  Get it nice
and wet.  Come on, you piece of shit, get your tongue up in there!”  Dick
obeyed, wanting to avoid more abuse from Luke and wanting to make the
ordeal go easier on his poor son.  So he stuck his tongue up his son’s asshole.
He felt the young teenager’s anus spread for his tongue and tasted his boy’s
insides.  He couldn’t believe what he was doing, but there was no going back now.
Luke shoved his face in his son’s ass harder, making his tongue go even deeper
into the tight little shit chute.  Despite himself, Danny moaned a little
from the sensation.  A tongue up his ass felt good, no matter that it was
his dad’s.  More than half his tongue was buried up in there now, and Dick
observed that Danny’s assrings were tight on his tongue, squeezing it.  If
his little puckerhole was that tight on his tongue, Dick thought, he was going
to be in a lot of pain when Luke shoved his massive tool up there.

   Suddenly, Luke yanked Dick’s face away from
his boy’s asshole.  Dick’s chin was denched in drool and he saw his son’s
pink little asshole squeeze shut tight almost immediately after his tongue
slipped out.  A little bit of his spit was squirted out of the boy’s rectum,
but it sealed shut quickly, tight as ever.  Dick felt very sorry for the fucking
his son was about to endure.  “Okay I think we are ready now.  Dick, you go around
front there and brace your son for me.  Danny, grab onto your Daddy and hold
on tight, cuz this is going to be quite a ride… spread your legs wider apart…
Dick, you reach back here and hold your son’s asscheeks open. Jesus that asshole
looks tight. My cockhead is three times as big as your pussyhole boy.  We are
going to have to do some cunt stretching.  Danny, ask your Daddy for permission
to get fucked up the ass, won’t you?”

   Danny didn’t react right away and Luke gave him a
solid slap on the ass. “OOWWW!  NNngghhh… uh… Daddy… can I… uh… can
I please get… get fuh…. get fucked, please?”  Luke’s dick jerked at
the sound of this, “Fucked by what, Danny?” Luke goaded him.  “Uh… Daddy,
can I please get fucked… up the ass… by… by a cock?”  Luke slapped
him on the ass again, even harder, “Come on, boy, what kind of cock?  Beg
for it, bitch!” He spanked the boy with all his might, leaving a big, red
handprint on his ass.  “AAIIOOWWW!!  UNGH!  A BIG BLACK DICK!  A BIG FUCKING
BLACK COCK, DADDY, PLEASE!  PLEASE LET ME TAKE A HUGE FUCKING BLACK FUCKTOOL
UP MY LITTLE WHITE POOPCHUTE!!!”  This made Luke grin a huge, teethy, kinky
grin and shocked Dick.  “Good, good, now, Dick, you tell him he can have it, then
you plead for me do give it to him.”

   Dick did as he was told, “Of course, son, anything…
anything you want… anything for you…” he said, looking right into his son’s
eyes.  Then he looked up at Luke.  “Please… Luke, please will you
fuck my son’s ass with your huge, black tool?  He wants it so bad, he’s just
a little whiteboy faggot who was born to be ass-fucked by big, superior black
me, like yourself…” Dick was good at this, Luke thought.  Danny looked
at his Dad in shock, and began to sob, “Please, Sir… Master… please plunge
your massive rod into his tiny little shitter… please fuck his worthless
little fagboy ass?”

   “Okay, sure, faggots, since you seem to need it soooo
bad, I guess I’m just going to have to fuck the shit out of your boy’s ass.  Now,
Dick, I want you to kiss your son.  That’s right, kiss him passionately, like you
did your wife on your wedding night.  Son, have you ever kissed a girl?”
   
   “N… n-no…” Danny blubbered through his sobbing.

   “Well, you’re Daddy’s gonna teach you how.  Now kiss, you
little faggots, while I make you my bitch.”  Dick looked at Danny.  Their eyes met
and they froze there for a second.  Luke pushed Danny’s head forward to meet
his Dad.  Neither closed their eyes, transfixed by what they were being ordered to
do.  Then their lips met.  Their lips pressed against each other for a few seconds
and then Dick’s lips parted.  Still looking into his son’s innocent doe eyes, he
extended his tongue and parted his boy’s lips with it.  The soft, pink lips parted
to let his Dad’s tongue in and the two opened their mouths and began to French kiss.
Danny tasted his own ass on his Dad’s tongue and felt complete and utter shame.  But,
before long, they were making out like two prom dates under the bleachers.

                      Luke’s tremendous black hard-on was rock hard and
dripping at the incredibly kinky sight and he pushed the swollen spit slick dickhead
agasint the tender teenage asshole.  At first nothing happened.  The boy
groaned.  His dad whined like a wounded puppy…Luke grunted.  but then
little by little the cockhead forced its way into the tiny asshole.  the
boys shit hole  opened and the prickhead squeezed its way inside.
Danny wailed into his father’s mouth, trying to pull away, but
Luke held the boy around the waist.  “Dick spread that boyass…look at
theat dickhead going in…its going in..shit is that teentwad
stretched..feel it boy..feel my  dick in your ass?

                   “Oh God..take it out..take it out..its too big..its
killing me……”  The little lad threw his head from side to side.  Spittle
flew from his wailing lips.  Fingers clutched dug into his Dad’s back.  The boys
knees buckled, but Luke held him up and forced two inches of prick into
the grotesquely stretched asshole.

                     “Look Dick..my dick is in your son’s ass.  Look at my
dick shoving its way up into your boys rectum.  I’m fucking your son in the
rectum Dick.  How about that?”

                      Danny threw his body like a bucking satllion, Dick
had to hold on to him for dear life.  Luke shoved the boy’s face back in
his Dad’s and made the two kiss again in an effort to silence the boy.  But he
just kept groaning in his Dad’s mouth, not really trying to kiss, just screaming
around his Dad’s probing tongue.  Luke forced more and more dick into the
boy..six inches..seven inches..eight inches.  The boy gagged and puked.. vomit
filling his Dad’s mouth and spilling out, down their chins.  But Luke held
the boy’s face firmly against his Dad’s, and his Dad’s head was pinned against
the desk, so there was nothing he could do but swallow his boy’s puke.  It was
his fault all this was happening, anyway, he thought to himself abstractly.
Dick looked back over his boy’s shoulders and watched in shock as the fat, black
prick disappeared in the boys fucked hole.

                      I’m turning your son into a cunt, Dick.  As punishment
for your illegal business dealings, I am turning your only son..a teenage
boy into a dick stuffed whore slut of a fucked out cunthole. When he walks
through his school, every boy will know hes been fucked just by the way he
holds his ass. Do you hear me Danny, everybody will know you have been
assfucked.  Everybody will know you are a twatboy..an asscunt. No girl will
ever want to date you.  Take my dick you whore..you fuckditch..you
slopbucket.  Take my dick all the way. Can you feel it in your stomach..oh
shit I think I can feel my cock in your tummy….Now Im going to fuck you
deep and hard.  Im going to pull out and push back in again..until you want
to die.  I am going to fuck your asscunt until I shoot my fucksnot up your
boypussy and it cloggs your intestines. Dick, you get your bitch ass shit-mouth
over here and lick my Balls, while I fuck your son.”

                   And the businessman, mindless with hysteria and numb with
guilt obeyed.  He licked Lukes huge swinging balls while the man fucked
his son. Sweat and spit sprayed the room as the  fat hairy balls swung and
the big prick embedded itself in the boys ass. Danny gurgled and choked,,
sputtered and  grunted….more like an animal than a human child. The pain
reached up from his ass and encompassed his entire body..long fingers of
pain reaching every corner..every limb..every fiber of the kids being.  Dick worked
one giant nut into his mouth and tongue-massaged it, then managed to get both in
his mouth, bulging out his cheeks.  His tongue snaked out and down behind Mr.
Black’s balls, licking the smooth, sweaty area between his ballsac and asshole.
He looked up and had the best view possible of the huge black shaft ravaging his
poor son’s asshole.  It was an amazing, impressive sight, to see his little
boy’s asshole stretch and grip the huge black prick, holding onto it as it
slammed in and out of his boy-ass.  The assrings clenched the invading cock
tightly, being pulled way out of his ass obscenely every time Luke pulled back.
Dick’s hands were now grasping Luke’s firm, muscled buttocks, he was holding
on for dear life, his head swinging back and forth, attached to the black monster’s
huge, pendulous balls.  He could feel Luke’s ass muscles work and contract,
plunging his cock into the little boy’s ass.  His large, muscular thighs working
like a stallion’s, really giving the boy the ride of his life.  Dick couldn’t
help but admire Luke’s strength and stanima.  Looking up, this incredible
display of manly virility and black superiority contrasted sharply with the the sight of
his little boy’s tiny, pink, hairless nutsack, pulled up tight and wrinkly against
his crotch, and his little “weenis” bobbing back and forth with each rough thrust.
As Dick sucked on his new Black Master’s giant testicles, he began to think
how natural it all seemed, how appropriate it was – the biggest, blackest, most
dominant men taking the smaller, weaker, inferior white men to be their bitches.
It was the savage law of the wild, and it seemed… right, somehow.

                     And at long last the fuck was finished.  Luke shot
off a huge load deep into the boy’s abused asshole.  Dick felt the black man’s
balls contract in his mouth with each voluminous spurt, his cock muscles spasming
under his tongue.  He must have shot off at least ten times in the boy’s ass, and
each load was probably a mouthful, Dick imagined.  Danny, now totally fucked into
mindless submission, simply groaned with each thrust, each hot spurt shooting
deep into his guts.  He could feel the firey hot jizz filling up his insides.  It
was a repulsive, invasive, humiliating feeling, to have this big black man filling
his poor, white ass with his nigger seed, as if he was a little bitch cunt… which
was what he was now.  Luke pulled his dick out of the boy’s incredibly tight,
abused asshole and pulled his sparkling-clean balls out of the father’s mouth.
   His still-hard cock bobbed there, covered in boy-shit and
dripping cum in large brown-white dollops that formed on the head. “Not bad Danny…
for your first fuck.  You’ll get better with time.”  he said, looking at the
writhing body of the thirteen year old  splayed across the desk.. cum and shit
drooling from his asshole. He looked at the boy’s gaping shit-chute and could see his
 tremendous deposit in there still, filling the boy’s stretched-out rectum to the brim.
He looked down at Dick who was also gawking at the incredible sight of the spunk-
flooded, gaping ass canal.  Luke grabbed Dick’s hair and pulled his head back and sank his shit-
covered cock down Dick’s throat.  Dick was caught by surprise and gagged both because
of the depth to which the black snake easily plunged down his gullet at this angle
and at the rancid taste of his son’s shit saturating his tongue.  He knew what he was
supposed to do and obediantly began licking and sucking the huge semi-hard tool clean
of shit and cum.  Danny was watching, but he wasn’t really aware anymore.  He was
so ass-raped into submission that he was in another world.  He saw his father
cleaning his shit off the huge black cock of his rapist, but he couldn’t really
comprehend or process it.  He was fuck-dazed beyond recovery for now.  Luke
stood there sweating and sated for the moment, muscular chest heaving… dick half
hard and buried in the faggot daddy’s throat.  He looked down at Dick, who was
sucking on his filthy cock and looking up into Luke’s cold, predatory eyes
pleadingly, searching for mercy and approval, finding only the latter.  Luke
watched in sadistic, perverse pleasure as the father methodically and noisily cleaned
his massive tool of his son’s shit.  Then, when it was spit-shine clean, he reached
down, grabbed Dick’s hair and pulled out his cock far enough that just the
first 2 or 3 fat inches of his cockhead were in the defeated man’s mouth.  And then
he pissed.  He pissed strong and hard into the faggot’s mouth, the acrid taste filling
his shitty, cum-stained mouth quickly.  Dick was in full-auto cockslave mode, though,
and instinctively knew what to do.  He swallowed.  He swallowed the hot, dark, rancid
piss down straight from his Black Master’s Cock, and he didn’t miss a drop.  Luke
grinned broadly at the father’s acto of total abject submission.  The smile made
Dick feel a little proud in a perverted, faggy way.  Danny saw this and was beginning
to regain his senses.  He saw his dad staring up into Luke’s eyes and swallowing
repeatedly.  he could hear the loud gulping noises from where he was and saw his
Dad’s Adam’s apple bobbing up and down in long, huge gulps.

    “Dad… Dad… are you….” Danny managed to mumble.
Dick shifted his eyes and looked over at his son who met his gaze.  He could see the
shock and horror in his son’s eyes, “Dad… is that… are you drinking his piss, Dad?!”
Dick obviously couldn’t answer, but he just looked back up at Luke and kept swallowing,
tears of shame welling up in his eyes and running down his cheeks.  “That’s right, Danny,
your Daddy is drinking Luke’s hot, nasty piss, because your Dad is a complete fucking
white-boy slave faggot toilet for black cock, isn’t that right, Toilet?”  Dick nodded as
he drank and hummed an agreeing noise around the black cock wedged in his mouth. “Yeah,
that’s right, that’s where all white bitches belong, wrapped around the end of a superior
black cock.  And that’s where you and Daddy Dearest, here, are going to spend the rest
of your pathetic, worthless lives.

    Danny saw that his Dad’s little dick was actually
erect and standing up.  He began to cry, “No…. oh, Daddy, no…” He sobbed
pathetically, still lying on the desk, his mouth stained with vomit, his ass still
gaping and filled with black man-jizz.

    When Luke finally finished pissing down Dick’s throat,
he pulled out and Dick burped loudly.  “What do you say, faggot?”  Luke asked him, still
holding him by his hair tightly. “Th… thank you, Master… for your delicious black piss…”

    “That’s right.  Now clean your boy’s asshole up, Toilet.”
He shoved Dick’s face in the boy’s shitty, gaping jizz-filled asshole, “suck all that jizz out of
there, faggot, and swallow it all down.  This is where you’ll be getting my cum from for now on,
 so get good at it.”  Luke didn’t have to force Dick, he knew his subjugation
of the two were complete and he sat back and watched, drinking his scotch as the father
thoroughly, almost lovingly, sucked, licked and slurped his copious jizz from his
son’s abused shit canal.

                        When he was done, Dick sat back and Danny slid to the floor, exhausted,
his asshole burning.  “Is it over?”  Danny whispered… drool and vomit
caked on his lips and chin.

                         In response, Luke strutted over to Danny and picked the
kid’s head up by the hair.  “This part of the game is over… the first part.
Now on to the second part.”  He shoved the boy down on his back and squatted over
his face.  Neither Dick nor Danny imagined what was coming next. “Open up, toilet-boy,”
Luke commanded.  Suddenly Danny and Dick knew what was coming next.
“No, please,” Danny began to beg.  “DO IT, FAGGOT, OR YOU’LL GET SOMETHING TEN
FUCKING TIMES WORSE!!!”  This was the first time Luke had yelled and the deep
booming bass scared Dick and Danny shitless.  “Better do as he says, son,” Dick advised
his frightened little son.  The boy obeyed and opened his mouth and Mr.Black farted loudly
and obscenely.  A foul stench hit Danny and Dick in the face, full-force, it was all they
could do not to wretch.  Luke’s asshole dilated slowly and Dick and Danny watched in
revulsion and horror as a huge, firm shit snaked out of Luke’s muscled ass and down
into the boy’s open mouth with perfect aim, not even scraping on his teeth, just straight
to the back of his throat.  Dick couldn’t believe what he was seeing – his boy feeding on shit
 from the ass of a Black Adonis.  Danny gagged uncontrollably and raised his
hands to Mr. Black’s ass to try to push it away in vain, but Luke caught both his hands in one
big black fist and continued to shit down the boy’s throat.  Dick grabbed his son’s
head with both hands and held it still for Luke to continue shitting in.  Luke and Danny
both were struck by the fact that Luke hadn’t ordered Dick to assist in this way,
hadn’t even asked him too.  He had done it out of his own free will.  Soon, the first turd had
snaked out of Luke’s ass completely and filled Danny’s little boy mouth, sticking
out past his pretty, pink little cocksucker lips obscenely.  “Chow down, boy,” Luke ordered. 
Danny looked up at his Dad through tear-filled eyes, hoping that his pathetic
look might stir his Dad into action, to make him rise up against this black bastard and
put an end to this torture.  But his Dad just held him down and nodded at him to obey
with Luke and actually consume this disgusting feast.  Danny was heartbroken and utterly
hopeless.  And so he chewed into the shit, watching his father observing this with approval.
He chewed and chewed the hard, lumpy shit until it was into barely swallowable
pasty chunks and gulped down his first of many, many loads of black man’s shit.  He was
now nothing more than a whiteboy toilet for black turds.  He felt the hot shit slide down
his esophagus and come to settle in it’s rightful place in his stomach.  He thought about
how he was actually going to digest that piece of shit and how it was going to become part
of him.  He couldn’t believe this was happening to him, but when he chewed up the second
chunk and swallowed it, too, it’s bulk adding to the first one, he began to understand that
this was going to be his life from now on.  He was changed forever, no longer a
man, now just a fuckhole and toilet.  He finally finished the first piece after four or five large
swallows and opened his sewer-mouth, shit-brown saliva coating the insides,
ready for the next piece.  Three more large turds followed, Luke had obviously been planning this,
saving up for it.  Each turd Danny obediantly chewed up and swallowed down, not missing a
morsel.  Dick, for his part, was transfixed, watching his son perform this ultimate act of
homosexual toilet submission.  And his little white cock was rock hard.  When Luke dropped
his last load in the boy’s increasingly putrid maw, he ordered, “Wait, boy, don’t chew that one
up yet.”  He stood up and looked back at Dick.  “Okay, you faggot, clean my asshole while you
jack your pathetic little prick over my shit, cum all on top of it like icing on the cake, bitch,
and don’t pretend you can’t because your little boy-pud has been rock-hard since you were
guzzlin down my piss, boy.”  Dick did not protest and primptly leaned forward and licked the
shit from the black man’s asshole, all the while whacking himself off over his boy’s shit-packed
mouth.  Danny watched his Dad furiously pulling his pud over the monumental shit-pole sticking
 up out of his mouth, slowly dissolving on his tongue, shit-saliva leaking down his throat.  As
Dick sucked and licked at Luke’s asshole and whacked himself off, Luke layed down the law.
“Mmm, yeah, that’s it, get good at that, boy.  Cuz from now on, that’s your shrine.  You and
your boy here are gonna become intimately familiar with my ass.  In fact, you boys are going
to eat all my shit from now on!  Hear that, faggot?  I’m gonna be fucking your little boy’s ass
three times a day and sending him to bed every night packed full of my shit.  In fact, that’s all
the boy’s ever going to eat again!  He will never eat normal food again, he is going to live only
on my piss and my shit, you got that?!  He’s gonna be my little human toilet and you’re going
to clean up after us and be my little maid faggot!  You gonna hold his ass open when I rape him
and suck my dick clean afterwards and drink my cum from his gaping ass from now until you
die, bitch!”
 Dick couldn’t take it anymore, with his shitty tongue buried in Luke’s filthy asshole,
he screamed in primal ecstasy as he had the most powerful orgasm of his life, jizzing more
than he ever has before, all over the shit tower protruding up out of his boy’s mouth.  Danny
couldn’t believe it, his Dad actually came, actually was turned on and fucking jizzed on
Danny’s face after all this subjugation and humiliation they’d been put through.  Right then and
there, Danny lost the very last shred of respect for his father that he might have been clinging onto. 
He was no longer his Dad, he was just a faggot toilet for their Black Master now, just like him.
 When Dick finally finished cumming, still shaking and quaking from the incredible
strength of his orgasm, Luke stepped away from the two filthy faggots.  Dick’s eyes were closed
and his mouth hung open, coated in shit, drooling.  His hand still held his now soft penis, still dripping
cum onto the shit sticking out of his son’s mouth.  Luke was extremely pleased.  This was his
best work to date, he thought, looking at the awesome scene before him.  The money he would
make from the video that the hidden cameras he’d installed had taken would make him even richer
than he already was, it would be a masterpiece.  It should win him some sort of fucking Oscar, he
thought to himself.
 “Good girl, faggot… now get down there and help your boy eat that shit.” Luke ordered. 
Dick obediantly dropped down to Danny’s shit-engorged mouth and opened his mouth wide, taking
into his mouth the large protusion of shit that was covered in cum.  He lowered his mouth all the
way onto it until his cum and Luke’s shit was smeared all over the back of his throat and his lips
touched his son’s.  Their eyes met and they gazed into each other’s defeated souls as they both
licked, sucked and chewed on the shitmeal, sharing the delicacy that would become their new
staple.  Slowly, excruciatingly, they devoured the shit, their tongues intertwining in each other’s
mouths, helping each other to break up and dissolve their Black Master’s shit.  Even after they
had finished all the shit, they laid there, entiwined in each other’s arms and kissing each other
deeply and passionately, lost in each other, needing each other’s comfort in the face of the new
life of total slavery that lay before them, softly mewling as they made out.
 “Yeah, that’s it, that’s beautiful, you fucking little white bitch-faggots.  Wait till I get your
punk-asses home to Mommy and little sister tonight.  Yeah, we’ll all be one happy fucking family.” 
Dick moaned at this, the thought of his beautiful wife and precious innocent little blonde daughter
going through what he and his son just have.  “Oh I’ve forgotten about your dog, havent I, Danny…
your big old Great Dane.  Well we cant leave him out of the fun now can we?  I’m sure you wont
mind having some dog dick up your fucked out faggot ass… will you?  And that’s just today’s
activities. What a fun family you will be now that you have Luke to help you!”  Dick and Danny
both groaned and moaned into each other’s mouths as they kissed, now more deeply and
desperately than ever before.
 Luke sat back, drinking his scotch and watching this display with perverse glee,
stroking his huge cock and already concocting his plan for how he was going to rape and
subjugate the wife and sister of these two pathetic faggots.  He was going to have to work
pretty hard to top this performance… but he would, he always did.  It came naturally to him,
after all, he was a Black Man and they were all just little white bitches that were rightfully
his to use and abuse.

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   Chapter 0: “Vignettes”

   (See the “XXX-Women” series, “Misadventures of Mishi” series and “The
Perils of Greggie-Poo” for more Luke Powers action!)

   Here are just a few short “vignettes” of Luke Power’s conquests.
Subsequent chapters are complete stories, this is just a preview of some
undeveloped stories that I may turn some of these into longer, full stories
of their own someday (this should give you a “taste” of what the series is
like).

   “Blushing Bride” Two upper-class preppie white racist snobs getting
married.

   Husband: Cecil Andrew Pendleton III, Lawyer, about to make partner in
his firm.  Has golf buddies.  Golf club doesn’t allow blacks, make fun of
Tiger Woods, etc.  Prosecutes blacks in a rich area.  Calls police on Luke
when see him in town and are suspicious of him.
Wife: Brittany Ann Smythe, debutante, socialite.  Her social status is
more important to her than anything else, appearance.  Is a complete bitch
and prude.  Has a black butler whom she fires at a whim and a hispanic maid
who she verbally abuses.  Plays tennis.  Gets bums thrown off the street
and signs a petition to keep minorities out of the neighborhood.

   Both routinely make racist jokes, even in front of their “colored help”.

   Luke decides to get back at them on their wedding night.  Cecil is in
bed and Brittany goes to the shower to get ready.  She strips and gets in
the shower.  Luke comes in and puts his hand over her mouth and begins to
finger her and molest her breasts.  He explains if she screams he’ll kill
them both.  He drops her to her knees and she gasps as he reveals his
tremendous cock.  She recalls Cecil’s tiny cock and the times he begged her
to touch it, though she always refused.  The largest white cock she ever
saw was easily five times smaller than this monstrosity.  He shoves it in
her mouth and face-fucks her.  Cecil comes in during this to go to the
bathroom.  As he pisses, so does Luke.  She swallows it all.  Cecil leaves.
Luke then tells her to tell her husband to put in a blindfold.  He does and
the tells him to open his mouth for a surprise.  He does.  Luke shoves his
cock in his mouth and starts pissing.  Cecil opens his eyes and looks up to
see a huge black cock sticking in his mouth.  He looks up farther and sees
Luke, recognizing him.  He looks over and sees his wife, hands tied behind
her back with her pantyhose, her panties in her mouth, gagging her.  Luke
finishes then places the wife over him in a 69 position.  He makes the
husband lick her ass as she prepares his cock.  Then he shoves his cock in
her shitty ass as her husband eats her.  She pisses because of the force on
her bladder, the husband drinks it.  When Luke cums, he pulls out and
shoves his shitty cock in the husband’s mouth and cums, the wife watching.
Then he puts the husband on his knees and holds her to fuck her missionary
style.  The husband has to lick her asshole while Luke takes her virginity.
He fucks her like crazy, telling her he’s going to give her a black nigger
baby.  She cums when Luke cums and shits in her husband’s mouth at the
force of the fuck.  Luke hangs her by her ankles to make sure the cum stays
up there and shits in the husband’s mouth too.  Finally, as she hangs
there, Luke calls in some other black guys- all the ones they’ve been
racist to and they all gang-rape her as Luke ass-fucks the husband (he
sucks each cock to get ready to fuck her and impregnate her).  The
three-week honeymoon cruise would be a long one.

   “Dirty Girls” Luke makes the two twin daughters clean each other, not
allowed to shower.  They must use their tongues and clean each other’s
dirty parts – especially their really dirty parts like their cunts and
assholes.  They even have to brush each other’s teeth with their tongues.
They’re very enthusiastic about it.

   They also clean their mother.  She is humiliated by itbut she comes when
they clean her cunt and asshole at the same time.  Sometimes they clean her
mouth, cunt and ass while Luke fucks her and they have to clean his cock
and the cum and piss from her mouth, cunt and ass.  They say things like
“oo, mommy, your asshole is so dirty!  Mmmm!” Then they take turns shitting
in her mouth and help clean her mouth out.

   “Vacation” Rich white guy and his hot, bitchy young blonde wife are on
vacation at an expensive, exclusive exotic island.  They’re both sunbathing
nude on the beach.  She is reading a romance novel and he is reading a
business magazine.  Just then a large, muscled black man walks out of the
ocean.  The husband and wife watch, transfixed.  He seems to be moving in
slow motion.  His muscles ripple and he walks, the sun glints off his dark,
wet skin.  A huge, black horse-cock sways between his legs as he walks out
of the ocean.  He stops to shake the water out of his hair, then looks
directly at the couple.  The husband tries to look away and sees his wife,
staring.  She is actually drooling.  The black man walks right between
them. They try to pretend they didn’t notice.  The husband looks down at
his shriveled little white penis that’s tucked in and hiding, barely and
inch long and covers it with his magazine.

   Later, the husband goes to one of the public showers to rinse off and
sees the black man in there.  He takes a step back and waits.  He looks in
once and sees him stroking and rinsing off his huge cock.  He can’t seem to
tear his eyes away.  The black man looks at him and holds his gaze for a
second, stroking his cock.  The husband suddenly turns and walks away.

   Later, the husband is taking a shower in their bungalow.  He’s stroking
himself, still only an inch long, hard.  Suddenly the black man comes into
the shower and the husband looks at him.  The black man dominates him with
just his gaze.  He pushes the husband down to his knees and makes him start
sucking his cock.

   Wife comes in, she talkes to husband, asks if she should join.  He says
no, with cock in mouth.  She teases him, says she’s pissing (knows he’s
perverted) and black man pisses in his mouth.  Then she farts and says
she’s shitting, black man shits in his mouth.  Then sha says how dirty her
pristine little white ass is and black man fucks him up the ass.  She asks
again if he wants her to join him so he can clean her and luke tells him to
say yes.  She comes in, is shocked, but instantly turned on.  Masturbates
while he fucks her husband, both cum.  They use him as a toilet, etc.  Wife
and Luke spend rest of honeymoon fucking, Husband spends rest in the
bathroom as their toilet and slave.

   “That’s My Boy” Luke makes the husband dress up in drag.  The only time
his teenage son is allowed sexual release is when he fucks his dad in drag.
The son can’t help it and he treats him like a saturday night date rape.
They set them up in typical teen locations like look out point and the
movie theater and the son fucks the dad in the back seat of the convertible
or the bathroom, etc.  They even kiss.  One night the football team corners
the dad in the men’s bathroom and rapes the dad instead.

   “N’Suck” Luke is serviced by the boy band he created.  A teenage girl
fan of theirs (and her older brother forced to escort her to their concert)
ends up at the center of the action.

   “The Boy Trap” Missy and Sissy lure horny boys to their home by
frenching each other for them and telling them they can have a menage a
trois back at their house.  When they get there, they blindfold them and
Luke and Luca rape the Hell out of them and put them in the basement pen
with the other pigs.  Butch is the bitch of the pen and gets raped by all
the other duped boys.  They video tape these abductions and Luca and Luke
will watch them while getting blowjobs on the couch from Mr.  and Mrs.
Whitebread.

   “Mile High Club” On an airplane to somewhere, the stewardess is doing a
passenger check.  She sees Mr.  Whitebread and Butch.  She then sees Mrs.
Whitebread going down on Luke’s huge cock across the aisle.  She stares for
a second, Luke just lies back with his shades on and says nothing as Mrs.
Whitebread obliviously continues messily sucking his cock, making obscene
slurping noises.  The stewardess watches, transfixed until Luke looks right
at her as he comes down Mrs.  Whitebread’s throat, her making audible
gulping sounds.  She sits up, make-up and hair completely messed up, drool
all over her face and hands.  She burps and looks over at the stewardess
and looks apologetic for burping.  The stewardess stares at Luke’s huge
cock for few seconds, then moves on.  Later, she hears sounds in the
bathroom of moaning and she knocks on the door.  Sissy and Missy come out,
lipstick smeared, with hickies, their clothes mussed up.  Inside, she finds
their stained panties.  As she is about to turn around, Luke comes in and
closes the door and proceeds to fuck the shit out of her.  Later, Luke has
to go to the bathroom and takes Butch with him to eat his shit and drink
his piss.  When the in-flight dinner is served, Butch is full and can’t eat
any of it.  By the time they land in Africa, the stewardess is begging to
see him again.

   “Cuckold Contest” Mrs.  Whitebread is sucking Luke’s cock, Mr.
Whitebread is sucking Sharondra’s cock.  They decide to start a little
contest.  One of the two black-cock slaves will have to be a toilet for a
week.  They must compete to see who can make Luke and Sharondra cum the
fastest.  If they refuse, they will both have to be toilets for a month.
They start with cocksucking, then assfucking, then a prison gang-rape.  In
the end, Mr.  Whitebread wins, and he actually smiles, relieved to have
won. Sharondra congratulates him for being such a good little whiteboy
faggot, Luke says he’s a more natural white trash whore than his wife.
sharondra says she’s just been training him a lot harder.  Mrs.  Whitebread
starts crying, “how could you do this to me!  Your wife!  I thought you
loved me!  You’re supposed to protect me!” Luke tells her to shut the fuck
up, besides, he obviously couldn’t help it, he just loves black cock so
much.  She starts bawling, “how could you!” “Yeah,” Sharondra says, “how
could you, you selfish little faggot!  Deprive your beautiful, hungry wife
of all that delicious shit and piss!” Mr.  And Mrs.  Whitebread are both
stunned.  “What?” “You won, faggot,” Sharondra says, “you won the pleasure
and honor of being our toilet, shithead!” They let Mrs.  Whitebread piss
and shit in his mouth first, she loves it, makes him choke on it, calls him
a fucking faggot.  Luke and sharondra go next, then hand him over to the
prison gang to be thier toilet for a month, they take Mrs.  Whitebread
upstairs and fuck the shit out of her.

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