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Luke's Jamaican Vacation
by Scatwoman (scatwoman@aol.com)

***

A rich, white racist couple is on vacation at an 
exclusive nude resort in Jamaica. There, they encounter 
a hung black man that dominates them both. (MM, intr, 
ws, scat)

***

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.


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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

Scatwoman@aol.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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