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Black Dominated Family
by Scatwoman (scatwoman@aol.com)
***
Black sex god Luke Powers sets his sights on the
Whitebread family: sexy blonde PAWG/MILF Wendy, her
catholic school girl daughter Missy, her teenage jock
son Butch and even her limp-dicked white collar husband
Chuck. Nobody in the family escapes Luke's dominance and
big, black dick. (Mdom/MFfm, Ff, MM, ped, nc, rp, inc,
1st, oral, anal, bi, intr, cuck, ws)
***
Author's Note: This has turned into a super-long story
(though I didn't originally plan it to be). My magnum
opus of interracial/cuckold/sissy sex stories. A work of
passion, not art. If you read it all from beginning to
end, you deserve a medal and I'd very much like to chat
with you and hear your thoughts on the story...
Scatwoman@aol.com
***
Luke Powers awoke in the former bedroom of Chuck and
Wendy Whitebread. It had been a year since he'd first
taken domain over the house and its occupants.
* * * One Year Ago * * *
Friday, September 5, 2008
Chapter 1: WENDY, THE WIFE
Luke had scoped out the house for about a week. He had
seen a super-hot, stacked rich white bitch in the "rich
people's mall" on the North end of the city. She was
curvy and white as the driven snow - a combination that
made Luke's cock instantly hard. she was the very
definition of a PAWG (Phat-Ass White Girl). She had a
body almost identical to Ice-T's bitch, Coco - big,
round bubble butt, skinny little waist and big, fat
titties. But she was taller and all-natural (he could
tell by the sway of her heavy tits when she would bend
over).
She had long, wavy platinum-blonde hair worn up in a
loose updo that made her look conservative, but sexually
available at the same time - like a naughty librarian.
And she had the face of an absolute angel - clear and
pure and innocent.
A natural beauty with no make-up, and big, round ocean-
blue eyes. It was the kind of face Luke yearned to plow
his big, black dick into and defile with his a thick
coating of his nigga jizz. He rubbed his aching,
dripping prick through his pants as he sat in his black
SUV and watched her exit the mall and get into her
silver Lexus.
He followed her back to her conservative exurb where she
pulled into an isolated cul-de-sac with only 3 large
houses in it. Each house was set back from the road a
distance and had enough land to be more accurately
described as an estate. It was great plot of land with a
nice, large, modern house. Exactly the kind Luke liked.
And the high stone wall that surrounded the plot made it
isolated enough to do as he wished without nosy
neighbors nearby to interfere. He'd noticed the
Christian decorations on their mailbox and had seen a
gold cross around Wendy Whitebread's neck in the mall
and figured out how he would approach the house.
Luke came back early the next morning and watched as
everyone left the house, leaving only Wendy alone. The
kids had started school and he knew from the previous
week that this was the day Wendy would be alone in the
house the longest, due to after-school activities and
the husband's overtime on Fridays.
Luke dressed in slacks, a long button-down white shirt
and a tie and dress shoes. He pulled up the long
driveway to the house, grabbed his Bible and some
pamphlets he'd stolen from a local church and rang the
doorbell.
Wendy had been surprised, at first, to see a large, six
and a half-foot black man at her front door, but he was
dressed so nice and was obviously some kind of Christian
missionary. Wendy opened the door and greeted Luke.
He was clean-shaven and completely bald. He had strong,
masculine features, but they were chiseled and refined.
His dark black eyes were deep-set and piercing. If he
hadn't been black, Wendy thought, he would have been
quite handsome. But his brow was a little too heavy, his
nose and cheeks a little too wide and his lips a little
too thick to pass for white features. Not to mention his
deep, dark brown skin that seemed to glow a dark amber
in the bright morning sunlight.
Something in his gaze seemed hungry, predatory even,
contrasting the beatific smile on his face. Still, she
figured that's just how black people always looked - a
little angry, a little primitive. He held his bible with
conviction and seemed be a servant of the Lord, so Wendy
listened to him.
Luke was polite and spoke slowly and softly, speaking of
God's love and the need to help underprivileged children
like he had been saved. He knew white people ate that
shit up - help the poor, dumb blacks who have no dads
and welfare moms and grow up in slums with no real
Christian values.
It worked perfectly. Wendy invited him in after Luke
recited a couple of lines he'd memorized at random from
the Bible he stole from a grungy motel years ago and had
utilized in this fashion many times before. He continued
to speak to her of the poor blacks in the city and how
they could use her help while he scoped out the house
and made sure they were alone.
Out the back window of the kitchen where Wendy was
preparing tea for them, Luke heard barking. He looked
out and saw they had a full kennel with several large
dogs. He inquired politely about them and Wendy
explained that her family had always bred dogs -
purebreds for competition and for sale to other rich
people. She loved dogs, but her husband wasn't as
enthusiastic about them so they'd had a kennel built to
house them. Luke was relieved to know that he wasn't
going to have to worry about dogs attacking him once he
dropped the charade and got busy.
Once it was clear that Wendy and Luke were completely
alone in the house and Luke had checked for any kind of
alarm system and hidden Wendy's cell phone in a garbage
can when she wasn't looking, he went to work.
When Wendy had her back turned, he unzipped his pants
and pulled out his impressive black meat. Even flaccid
as it was, it hung 10 inches long and thick - 3 inches
in diameter (7 inches around). It was even darker than
the dark brown of his skin and had a fat mushroom head.
The obscenely oversized black dong was uncut but so big
that the foreskin didn't cover all of head, about half
of it always stuck out some, even soft. Veins throbbed
along its length and it hung out of his pants, a few
inches shy of the tall man's knees.
When Wendy turned around and saw the black python
dangling from Luke's trousers, she froze and dropped her
cup of tea, sending shards shattering across the floor.
Luke expected this reaction and used her stunned
paralysis to his advantage as he strode toward her. She
was still in a daze when he effortlessly hauled the
curvy 5'8" blonde over his shoulder, holding her firmly
by her ass and headed for the stairs.
Suddenly she began to protest, with increasing intensity
as Luke carried her up the stairs. She kicked and
screamed and pounded her fists ineffectually on his
broad, strong back. But this only earned her a volley of
sharp blows to her exposed ass and a stern rebuke of
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, WHITE BITCH!" from Luke in his
natural deep, commanding loud bass voice. It had been
more the shout than the spanking that had cowed Wendy
into submission. His voice before had been so soft and
kind - but this was nothing of the sort - this was
domineering, angry and scary.
Luke grinned to himself as he carried the now subdued
wife up the stairs. He knew immediately from her
reaction to his authority exactly what kind of woman she
was. She wants a big, strong masculine man to take her,
control her, make her feel like a bitch. And that's
exactly what he was going to give her.
Luke strode into the Master Bedroom with Wendy and threw
her carelessly onto the bed, face-up. She gazed up at
him in terror as he set on her and she squealed and
thrashed as he literally tore her clothes from her body.
First he grabbed her sun dress at the neck seam and tore
it down the middle with one yank, exposing her flowery
bra. He grabbed the bra in the middle and ripped it
apart as well, freeing her large, heavy white tits which
sprang forth like water balloons from a cannon and
flopped to the sides of her breast. He smiled as he saw
her large pink nipples were already wrinkling up,
stiffening.
Then he flipped her over, dug his fingers into her
pantyhose right in her ass-crack and tore open a large
hole exposing her white lace panties with their pretty
pink bows. He bit into her panties by the seat and tore
them off like an animal tearing the flesh off its kill.
She squealed and cried out, kicking and thrashing, but
her held her thighs as she desperately tried to scramble
away. She was as helpless as a child in his thick, veiny
muscled arms.
He wrapped his large, powerful black hands around her
hips and lifted her right off the bed by her hips with
such ease that it made her gasp in surprise. He dropped
her right onto his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed.
She fell forward, her head almost hitting the carpet,
her ass sticking straight up at him, exposed through the
hole in her torn pantyhose and panties. She tried to
catch herself and hold herself up with her arms, but he
deftly grabbed them both and pulled them tight and high
behind her back, making her arch backwards in
discomfort, crying out from the sharp suddenness of it.
Holding both her arms in place with one hand, he reached
up and pulled off his tie with the other and used it to
bind her arms in place. Before she knew it, her wrists
were bound to the opposite elbows such that her arms
formed a square behind her back. He grabbed her hair
with his left hand and twisted his fist around in it to
grab a full handful, then yanked her head back so that
she was bent backwards even more such that her head was
level with her ass and she was looking straight across
the room into the full-length dressing mirror.
She could see herself, totally humiliated, ravished.
Helpless and masterfully bound, she was completely
immobilized and could do nothing but bear the discomfort
and the humiliation of her heavy tits swinging free from
her torn dress below her as she cantilevered on the big
black man's lap.
Then came the first blow. She'd been so distracted by
the shock and discomfort of her stress position that she
didn't hear the low whoosh of his open palm coming down
through a full, heavy arc at her ass. The opening volley
of her first proper spanking hit her like a bolt of
lightning, sending violent ripples through her fleshy
ass and jiggling it in a way that made Luke hard as he
watched the aftershocks.
Wendy screamed in pain and shock. She'd never been hit
before in her LIFE, and this was no loving pat on the
ass or even the simple stern "get you attention" smack
on the ass Luke had given her on their way up the stairs
to shut her up. This was a right and proper SPANKING.
Like a punishment.
Before she could recover from the first blow, another
followed, just as hard and just as painful. Wendy
screamed again and Luke's cock twitched in response. He
knew what was transpiring here. He'd done it many times
before to women like Wendy who needed a strong
authoritarian man to dominate them, unleash their inner
submissive. A wimp like her white bread husband could
never bring out the real woman in her.
By the next few blows, Wendy was bawling like a child.
Tears streaked her cheeks and anguished cries punctuated
her sobbing. But if Luke felt any pity for her, his
merciless ass-abuse didn't betray it. In fact, as each
strike hammered her poor, defenseless lily-white ass,
her belly was pushed down into his crotch and she felt
his thick black meat getting firmer... and hotter... A
deep dread began to grow in her as she realized her pain
and humiliation was exciting him. And she was helpless
to stop him.
Wendy's senses seemed to intensify tenfold, something
about the extreme experience lit up her brain and made
her hyper-aware of every minute detail of the ordeal.
She felt each blow before it landed, and the pain from
each impact shot through her body from her agonized ass
down through every nerve ending like an electric shock.
The anticipation of each new impact was almost as bad as
the blow itself. She could feel the heat of his hand as
it hit her ass, and the heat of his stiffening cock
pressing into her belly.
She could feel acutely each follicle in her scalp
straining, holding the weight of her entire upper body
as Luke kept a firm grip in her hair, pulling her head
back with each strike to stop her from falling forward
from the momentum of the blow. She could feel hot tears
running down her face, and the crustiness of her earlier
tears drying up on her neck and breasts. Oddly, she had
forgotten about the pain of her arms being bound so
tightly and awkwardly behind her back. And she could
feel the heat of her own abused cheeks as they glowed
red-hot from the non-stop, relentless punishment.
She heard the bed shift and creak as he shifted his
weight to swing down. She could hear his hand as it cut
the air with power and speed. And each SMACK rang out
through the bedroom and bounced off the walls back at
them, amplifying the sound and somehow making it even
more painful.
And though her vision was blurred by pain and tears, she
could see herself in the mirror, being contorted and
spanked mercilessly by a huge black beast of a man who
held and dominated her with such presence, power and
ease as to make her feel like a helpless child being
punished for being naughty.
She could taste her own tears as they ran down her
cheeks, over her lips and into her sobbing, gaping
mouth.
She smelled her own perfume, evaporating from her
overheated body, but mixed with Luke's smells as well -
his cologne and... his hot sex musk as his cock throbbed
and grew. But there was another smell mixed in with
those smells, one she wasn't familiar with. Vaguely,
between blows, her mind tried to identify it, without
luck. It wasn't until she felt the heat in her own
crotch, and the wetness dripping from her engorged pussy
that the realized... it was *her*.
Her own body was responding to the punishment in the
same was Luke's was. She was wet. SOPPING wet. She
couldn't believe it. How could she be getting turned on
by this abuse, of all things?! She had never been so wet
in her life, in fact. With her husband, she had often
needed to use a "personal lubricant" or made him use a
lubricated condom (extra-small so it didn't slip off of
him). How could her body betray her like this?! She
couldn't possibly WANT this kind of humiliation and
debasement... could she?
By the time Luke had said even a single word during the
rough ass-whooping, her butt glowed a deep red and felt
swollen and sore, even numb and tingly. She had lost
count of how many times he had spanked her, going back
and forth between each cheek randomly, keeping her in
suspense as to which cheek was to get the next painful
blow.
"Had enough?" was all Luke said. He was calm and smooth.
He wasn't breathing hard at all. Wendy was drenched in
sweat and huffing and puffing with exertion. This
extreme punishment had taken absolutely nothing out of
him and everything out of the white woman... directly
through her throbbing ass.
"Y...yes..." she weakly managed to mutter through her
sobs, "p-pl... please... please stop... I'll do
anything, just... please... stop..."
"Good. You're a quick learner," Luke punctuated his
compliment with one more powerful blow that took Wendy
completely by surprise and made her scream out in agony
and begin sobbing all over again. He held his hand on
her ass this time, though, and slid it down between her
thighs. There he found her wet cunt and rubbed his long,
thick fingers between the parted, lubricated lips.
"MMM, yeah, I smelled your sex gettin' all heated up
from my love taps," Luke groused raspily. His fingers
dug into her swollen lips and found her hard, engorged
clit and pinched it, hard.
"AAAIIIIGH!" Wendy cried out in a mixture of pain and
pleasure that she would become intimately familiar with
in her foreseeable future.
"You ARE a good little white slut, ain't ya?" Wendy
could hear him grin as he slid his thick, long middle
finger into her tight white cunt. It drove in easily,
even though she was tight and his finger was the biggest
thing that had been up there in her memory. She was so
wet and so aroused that the opened right up for him,
against her conscious rejection of the invasion.
Luke then yanked on her hair viciously, pulling her back
and surprising her with his violence, "BITCH!! I said
AIN'T YA!"
"Y-yes!" she choked, barely able to speak with her head
bent back so extremely, "yes, I'm a white... white...
slu... slut!"
"Sure as Hell are!" Luke eased up on her hair and
withdrew his wet finger from her sopping wet pussy. But
he kept his hand between her thighs.
"Mmm-mmm-MMM!" Luke hummed in appreciation at the job
he'd done on her rosy ass, "That ass is NICE and
tenderized, I tell you what!" He ran his hand up between
her exposed cheeks, sliding his wet finger over her
quivering pink anus and pressed. It slid in easily,
though quickly hit resistance at her sphincter.
Wendy gasped at the new violation and her asshole
clenched instinctively to keep the invading finger out.
But this only made Luke press harder.
"Yeah, we gonna have to break in this nice tight ass o'
yours real proper-like, white girl," Luke's rock-hard
hot cock twitched against her belly as he forced his
finger past her constricting sphincter, sliding it in to
the first, then second knuckle as Wendy's body stiffened
and shook. Persistently he digitally defiled her virgin
rosebud until his entire, unnaturally long middle finger
was buried in her abused ass up to the first joint.
Wendy moaned in some sort of mixture of defeat and
relief as she felt his finger bottom out in her bottom.
She'd never been treated so roughly, so disrespectfully
in her life. Raised by rich white WASPy parents, she was
spoiled from day one, never disciplined, never chastised
and certainly never hit! Daddy's little girl and Mummy's
doll, she was always told she was beautiful and
superior. A prize for any man. She was told men would
fight over her, would give her anything just to be with
her. And that she would have her pick of the best,
brightest and most successful men to marry.
No man had ever said a mean word to her, much less abuse
her in such a vile way. And no man had EVER dared touch
her in the repulsive ways this black ogre of a man-
mountain was inflicting upon her perfection. And yet...
and yet, as she lay across this Negro bastard's wide
lap, on his powerful, thick thighs, bound, contorted,
spanked into submission and now anally impaled on his
massive finger... she felt something inside her break.
Something inside her gave up fighting, gave in to this
man and his total and obvious ability to dominate her.
She found in her a deep, dark part of her that welcomed
the surrender... she found submission and it was a
welcome release.
Wendy's introspection was cut short when he pulled her
up by her hair again, this time so that she was face-to-
face with him for the first time since she regarded him
in the kitchen downstairs. She saw no sign of the calm,
gentle man she thought he was before. Now his face was
so... hard... angry... masculine. Arrogant, domineering.
It made her even wetter. His finger was still buried to
the hilt in her asshole and he crooked it as if to hook
her ass on his finger like a fish on a hook. She gasped
and he moved in as if to kiss her deeply.
Subconsciously she opened her mouth wide to welcome the
kiss, but was shocked when, instead, he spit a thick gob
of saliva into her mouth. Reflexively she pulled her
head back and her eyes shot open in surprise and
offense. But when she saw his stern look, she stopped
herself from sputtering out his viscous sputum.
Unceremoniously, he yanked his slick middle finger from
her asshole with a single, quick motion - so quickly she
farted out air, making her blush in mortification. He
dropped her to her knees and stood before her, his rock-
hard member slapping her in the face. He arms were still
tied behind her back and he still had his left hand
firmly wound up in her long blonde hair. He pulled her
head back so as to make her look up at him.
"Open," he commanded her, and she did as instructed,
eyes wide and eyebrows raised in fear and submission.
He leaned over slightly and hocked and gargled up a full
mouthful of phlegm, then pursed his lips and drooled a
long, repugnant stream of his thick saliva down from his
mouth into her gaping, open maw. She kept her eyes
locked on his and kept her mouth wide open, accepting it
all, even as her lips quivered and tears ran down her
cheeks.
When her mouth was full to the brim with his spit,
overflowing down her cheeks, he grabbed his heavy,
throbbing black cock by the base and lowered it so that
it was angled to go straight into her mouth. She knew
now what he was planning and the thought filled her with
panic. But she dared not move, dared not show any sign
of resistance, lest he punish her all over again, and
this time likely much more severely.
"Gotta lube up the mouth-pussy if you're gonna throat
THIS beast, bitch!" Luke helpfully informed her as he
plugged her mouth with his fat, purple cockhead. It was
so thick that it completely sealed her mouth, only a few
rivulets of his spit were pushed out of her mouth, down
her chin and over her weighty tits. The rest of his
thick gob had nowhere to go but down her throat, and she
swallowed heavily.
She felt its sickly thickness run down her esophagus,
coating it, lubricating it for the ordeal ahead, exactly
as the black tormentor had planned. He was clearly very
experienced at this, and she was just one of his many,
many conquests. Wendy knew she was not the first white
girl to be on her knees, helpless before this ebony
master.
When the ridge of Luke's fat cockhead had popped behind
Wendy's teeth, he knew his cock was firmly planted in
her obscenely-stretched (but still pretty) mouth and he
let go of her hair. Carefully, he sat down on the edge
of the bed and her head's angle adjusted appropriately.
Instead of facing straight up, her head was now level
and his cock pointed straight at her. Her eyes never
lost their lock on his, and neither of the two locked in
their oral embrace blinked.
"Now, white bitch, you won't believe it's possible,"
Luke assured her in low, almost soothing tones, "but
you're gonna deep throat that entire beast."
Wendy's eyes shot open wide at the thought, her heart
raced and her breathing quickened, nostrils flaring.
Luke saw her panic and reached forward, putting his
large hands on her shoulders, "Shhh, shhh... don't
panic... that'll just make it harder."
His heavy, warm hands actually did seem to calm her and
she felt her breathing slow and deepen.
"That's it, breathe, nice and slow. And when I get to
the back of your throat, you're going to want to take a
nice, deep breath. Do you understand?"
She looked right in his eyes and nodded, as best she
could with 3 inches already lodged in her bulging mouth.
Luke then slid his hands down her chest and cupped one
of her overflowing, pillowy white breasts in each of his
big black paws. Wendy moaned at the feeling of his hands
on her heavy tits, lifting them and easing the weight on
her chest. Her breasts had always been much more than a
handful, even before the kids. But Luke's hands were
nearly big enough to hold one fully, a feeling she'd
never felt before. She felt small in his grasp. He
kneaded her breasts and her nipples responded eagerly,
growing, stiffening, wrinkling between his fingers as he
rolled and squeezed them.
To her shock and sharp, painful surprise, he suddenly
grabbed each of her now enlarged and extremely sensitive
nipples and pinched them HARD. She squealed as much as
she could with his cockhead plugging her mouth and fresh
tears ran down her cheeks. Her eyes winced, but the
didn't break eye contact with the black tormentor. Luke
twisted her reddening nipples and she whimpered and
cried, but made no move to pull away.
Luke smiled at her surrender and proceeded with his
plan. Pinching and twisting her nipples, he pulled on
them - toward the bed between his legs. Her large
breasts stretched out obscenely forward and she
involuntarily leaned forward from the pain and force of
his pulling. And as she did so, she impaled her mouth
ever more on his fat, rigid cock.
Harder and harder Luke pulled and further and further
Wendy was forced to lean forward and take Luke's cock
into her oral cavity. Now there was no more room in her
mouth for his full saliva load - it had all been pushed
down her throat by his invading blackness. As she felt
the impossibly thick head of his dick press against her
throat, she began to panic again. She gagged, she
twitched and she jerked - but this only increased the
pain on her poor, stretched and twisted nipples and she
stopped.
She looked into her dominator's eyes and he nodded to
her as a reminder. Through her streaming tears, she
remembered what she was supposed to do, steeled herself
and sucked in a long, deep lungful of life-giving air
through her nose. As soon as her lungs were to capacity,
Luke seemed to know. He yanked hard on her nipples and
she fell forward sharply. The head of his cock painfully
popped into her throat and she would have exhaled from
the sharp, sudden pain of it - but she could no longer
breathe!
Now her eyes filled with panic anew and her heart raced,
she struggled involuntarily and her eyes watered and
nose ran reflexively. But there was no fighting it. Her
throat was impaled on his monster cock and there was no
going back until he was satisfied.
Harder and harder he yanked on her nipples, pulling on
her poor distended tits and impaling her throat on his
cock. She felt its rigid heat sliding down her esophagus
and wondered and how she could fit such thickness. It
hurt like hell - her throat felt sore all up and down
the length of it. But down it went, inexorably,
unyielding.
As inch after inch sank, improbably, down her gullet,
she began to feel lightheaded. Dizzy. Her eyes lost
focus and her lids drooped. She realized she was running
out of air! But she could do nothing about it. She
hadn't been able to get a full lungful due to the
contortion of having her arms tied to tightly behind her
back. She was going to pass out if he didn't pull out
soon. But he still had several inches left to impale her
with!
She struggled to hold onto her senses. Vaguely, she
thought she could hear him muttering words of
encouragement and she struggled to hear them. But she
was on the very edge of consciousness. Only the tickle
of his scratchy, kinky black pubic hairs on her lips and
up her nose brought her back from the brink briefly. She
had done it... he was right. It was impossible, but
somehow she had taken his entire black massiveness down
her virgin white throat. Somewhere, deep down, beneath
the overwhelming shame of it all... she felt proud.
The last sensations she remembered before blacking out
was sudden pain of him pinching her nipples harder than
ever before, the contracting of his heavy black balls
against her chin, the sudden throbbing of his cock, a
hot pulsation undulating from the base of it, across her
lower lip, along the length of her tongue, running down
the full length of her throat and emptying with a heavy,
boiling burst in her stomach. As she slipped from
consciousness, she realized... he was shooting his
nigger seed straight into her belly...
When she came to, who knows how long later, he had
finished ripping her hose from her (she had already
kicked off her heels when struggling on the stairs) as
well as her dress and torn panties. He had laid her
face-up on the bed. She was now completely naked, except
for her gold cross necklace, which he let her keep.
Barely revived from sub-consciousness, she sensed some
form moving to her right and was set upon by Luke before
she could even see him clearly. He shoved her crucifix
in her mouth and told her to keep it there. He then
shoved her ripped panties in her mouth, gagging her with
them.
She tried to move, to pull away, instinctively, but she
found she could not. He had untied her hands and retied
them above her head, securing them to a bedpost to make
sure she couldn't grab anything or bring them back down.
Then he started in, again, on her big, beautiful tits.
He mauled them with his large black hands, nearly big
enough to cup one of her generous DD's like a
basketball. He loved these 30-something white women
(Wendy was 33) who'd had their children young - their
tits were always huge from the multiple pregnancies, but
still firm from youth. He licked and sucked and bit them
until the nipples stood up on end, swollen and a deep
pink from his attentions.
At the same time he'd forced her legs open with his knee
and had been massaging her cleft with a spit-wet pair of
fingers, rubbing and massaging and occasionally slapping
her mound. She moaned and writhed at his touch. She
seemed both to fight against and to desire his rough
handling. Luke knew many women secretly desired to be
treated this way - to be taken and seduced, especially
by a dominant man, a man half-animal. The fear was a
part of the turn-on for these women and these rich white
chicks feared nothing more than a big, angry nigger.
By now he was pinching and twisting her large, receptive
nipples and fingering her sopping-wet pussy and grinding
his palm against her swollen clit. She was moaning and
gyrating her hips to the rhythm of his handiwork. When
he slid his slick middle finger into her receptive cunt,
she bucked in response, moaning and flushing with
arousal. He knew then he had her, quite literally, in
the palm of his hand. He kept her gaze locked in his
own, looking down on her scared but aroused face with
quiet confidence and unremitting dominance. Hers was an
expression of submission and surrender, his an
unmistakable leer of total control.
Quickly he'd mounted her, grabbing her legs behind the
knees and folding them back to her ears, exposing her
wet cunt and pretty asshole to him. Her eyes shot open
wide and she looked down to see his fully-erect monster
of a black prick poised to enter her. Now it had
regained its full, incredible length and girth - a full
14 inches of rock-hard, throbbing black man-meat, and
thicker than a soda can - 9 and a half inches in
circumference! He stroked it, lubing it up with the
juices from her flowing cunt on his fingers.
His giant black cock looked huge even in his oversized
hand. She looked up into his eyes in fear, trying to
protest through her saliva-soaked panties gag that there
was no way it would fit inside her, it would split her
apart! Before today, the only thing she'd had in her
tight little pussy was her husband's skinny 4-inch (at
best) prick. She'd even had her children by cesarean
section - not out of medical necessity, but to maintain
her shape!
But Luke had displayed no hesitation, and no concern for
the impossibility of her accommodating him. He pinned
her knees to her ears and his imperious gaze burned into
her eyes as he pressed the tip of his fat cockhead to
her swollen, slick labia, its petals in full bloom in
anticipation of his big black cock.
As he forced the large mushroom head inside her, she
shook her head back and forth (the only part of her body
she could still move even a little) and groaned and
screamed through her gag. It was so big, it felt like he
would split her apart! But he kept on pushing in. When
the whole head had popped in, she bucked and jerked. But
her ordeal was only just beginning. He kept pushing,
inch after thick, veiny inch sliding into her hungry wet
cunt.
Wendy felt as though her pussy was betraying her -
letting this monster violate her, getting wet for it and
opening up to accommodate its imposing girth. She felt
like a virgin, being penetrated for the very first time
- Luke's massive cock was so thick and so hard and so
LONG that her husband's measly member had in no way
prepared her for this moment. Even Luke's middle finger
that he'd fingered her with was thicker and longer than
her husband's modest penis!
When Luke had finally bottomed out in Wendy, she felt
his balls slap against her smooth white butt cheeks and
her eyes popped open in shock and surprise. She looked
right into Luke's dark glaring eyes and experienced the
first real orgasm of her life!
She never broke her eye contact with Luke as she bucked
and convulsed and thrashed, screaming and howling,
guttural, animal sounds issuing from somewhere deep
inside her - from some primitive part of her now
unleashed and ready to run free.
As Luke began to piston in and out and fuck her in
earnest, she let herself descend into the deepest,
darkest pits of her sub-consciousness, letting go of her
carefully crafted Martha Stewart life and welcoming the
beast inside her. When he rammed his full length into
her with one last powerful thrust and exploded inside
her, delivering to her womb its first of what would come
to be countless loads of black seed, she had her second
orgasm, this one even more powerful than the first.
By the time he'd recovered and started pumping her
again, he had let her legs go and was pulling her head
back painfully by the hair and roughly kissing and
sucking on her neck and ears. She wrapped her legs
around his muscular ass and drew him into her, longing
to be completely filled by the entirety of his massive
manhood.
Once he had flooded her womb a second time, Luke flipped
her over and used the sheets to tie her ankles to the
bed's posts, leaving her face-down and spread-eagled.
Totally exposed. He disappeared for several minutes and
Wendy spent them in post-fuck bliss. She had NEVER been
taken in such a rough, savage fashion and it was
AMAZING. But... some part of her conscious, wholesome
self was still there, fighting to come back to the
surface. It told her this was WRONG!
It was RAPE! This... black MONSTER had broken into her
home (well... she had invited him in, but still...) and
he had RAPED her! VIOLATED her compact with her beloved
husband - and even worse, her compact of holy matrimony
with GOD! Oh, JESUS, and she had climaxed! Twice! And
HARD! How could she have ENJOYED this? What kind of
demon had possessed her? She tried to struggle, but she
was completely immobilized. She couldn't even scream
with her panties gagging her, and her throat was still
sore from her o
ral rape earlier. She wasn't even sure she *could*
scream after that ordeal.
Since Wendy was tied face-down on the bed, she didn't
see Luke had returned. He saw her squirming and realized
she must be at that point most white bitches get to
early on. They got their rocks off a couple times on the
big black dick and lost themselves. But then they'd come
to their senses and panic, feeling guilty and dirty for
allowing themselves to be used by a dirty black guy.
*THWACK!!* came the stinging blow from Luke's firm,
large hand on her fleshy ass that stopped her struggling
and made her squeal in surprise and pain. Her ass was
still red and sore from the epic beating it had taken
before and this new blow only served as a visceral
reminder of that banquet of agony.
"BAD BITCH!" Luke shouted, "Looks like I'm gonna have to
keep you on a short leash!" He produced the dog collar
and leash he'd retrieved from the kennel and put it
around her neck tightly. He pulled back on the leash
yanking her head up awkwardly - her shoulders pinned to
the bed due to her arms being tied down, "NOW. How to
punish a bad dog?"
Luke yanked out the soaking wet panties and Wendy
coughed, backed-up saliva drooling out of her mouth.
"P-please!" she began to beg, her throat weak and hoarse
from its abuse earlier. But she was cut off when Luke
shoved his fingers into her mouth, "URKKHH!"
Her eyes widened as Luke plunged four fingers into her
mouth, fucking it like a pussy. She gagged and choked
and wretched, bucking on the bed against the violation.
Luke shoved his fingers in as deep as he could and they
pushed past her tongue down into her throat! She was
sure she was about to puke, but Luke was an expert at
this. He knew just how to press inside a white bitch's
throat to suppress the gag reflex and when to pull out
to avoid vomit. Again and again he did this until his
hand was thoroughly coated with mucus.
Unceremoniously, he pulled his hand out and kissed Wendy
on the mouth deeply, his tongue now doing the throat-
fucking.
Wendy moaned involuntarily in response. His lips were so
big, they enveloped her petite mouth. And his tongue was
too broad and strong and forceful, she'd NEVER been
kissed like that in her life! It was like being fucked,
but in the mouth!
But then she felt wetness between her cheeks and her
eyes shot open. She saw in Luke's eyes an evil,
perverted gleam that made her quiver in fear.
Luke pushed the first of his mucus-slicked fingers
against her tight, virgin pink asshole and she began to
shake her head in protest and panic.
Luke was unrelenting, though, and continued to soul-kiss
her as he easily pushed past her defiant sphincter,
sinking his entire middle finger into her asshole - all
the way up to the first knuckle!
Wendy groaned into her rapists mouth as the violation
and the feeling of fullness. NOTHING had ever been up
there before today and now this black bastard was
invading her like he was entitled to it! Yet with the
fresh violation came a familiarity - the feeling was
like before when he'd shoved his finger in her ass. This
time, it felt like it was filling a void in her... a
yearning in her asshole... one she didn't even know
existed before today. She wriggled and squirmed as she
felt him wiggling his finger around inside her, probing
her rectum with his long, thick finger. It was the most
obscene thing she'd ever felt.
That is, until he slipped a second finger in her. Now he
had his fingers curled up in her and she was ensnared on
his powerful fingers like a fish on a hook! He lifted
her hips up off the bed using only his fingers in her
asshole and she squealed and groaned in his mouth.
Before long he had worked all four slimy fingers into
her ass and was ramming them in and out at a merciless
tempo and overwhelming force. Wendy bounced and thrashed
and moaned and groaned from the anal abuse. Her hips
bucked up and down, back and forth - partly from the
force of his powerful jackhammer of an arm, partly of
her own account. She found herself pushing back against
his fingers and kissing him back. Her pussy reddened and
got swollen and flushed with desire. She was dripping
wet and somehow she felt her desire building again from
this despicable, depraved defilement.
Luke could feel her giving in and turning the corner
from violated to horny and stopped kissing her, "Good,
now you primed for the MAIN EVENT!"
She looked at him with surprise and fear in her eyes,
and by the time she realized what he was planning, his
throbbing hard giant black cock was already mid-thrust
into her asshole! He grabbed the leash and wrapped it
around his forearm, readying himself for a real
POWERFUCKING. He yanked back on her leash HARD and
proceeded to savagely ass-rape the beautiful blonde
homemaker.
Wendy screamed and wailed and cried out in pain at first
(as best she could, being choked by the leash and
collar), but soon found herself thrusting back against
him in counter-tempo to his powerful thrusts. He rode
her like a mechanical bull, driving into her with such
force that the whole bed bounced up and down on its
frame, rattling against the wall, audibly straining the
springs and making Wendy's body bend backwards awkwardly
with each down-thrust that shoved her down into the bed.
As he pulled out, the bed sprang back and pushed her ass
up into the air to engulf his withdrawing cock just as
he was driving back in for his next powerful thrust.
Wendy was sure either the bed was going to snap in two
from the brutal pounding - or she was! Compared to this
savage butt-fucking, Luke's forceful deflowering of her
cunt had been like gentle, romantic lovemaking.
After he had pounded her formerly petite shitter like a
pile-driver for over half an hour, he dumped his biggest
load yet into her bowels and her eyes rolled back in her
head as she came explosively, this time without any
stimulation of her clit or pussy at all - her first anal
orgasm. While the other orgasms had been surprising and
powerful, this was a full-body affair that build up like
a flood at a dam and then the dam was obliterated by a
blast of TNT and it all came rushing out, washing over
her and electrifying her every nerve, radiating out from
her burning asshole to the tips of every point on her
body. It was uncontrollable, unstoppable and incredible.
She gave into her anal ecstasy absolutely and let it
take over her body. She lost all conscious control of
her body and let the involuntary spasms, undulations,
grunts and incoherent screams have full command of her
helpless body. Her conscious mind turned off and she
felt as though her whole body was her asshole, on fire
and contracting in waves as it milked the massive black
beast inside it, sucking the copious ejections of hot
nigger jizz into its bowels hungrily. The primal, earth-
shattering orgasmic experience left her a changed woman,
and completely and totally spent.
When she regained her senses, she realized she was
drooling and her thighs were still quivering from her
strong orgasmic convulsions. Her ass cheeks were warm
and raw from the repeated impact of Luke's firm,
muscular pelvis as he had repeatedly slammed his full
length into her asshole with unrelenting speed and
force. Her butt felt like it had taken a half-hour
spanking from some kind of ass punishment machine the
max setting - without mercy or abatement.
Just then, Luke returned to the room with a huge black
butt-plug and shoved it into her abused asshole, telling
her this was to make sure she didn't waste any of his
precious "nigga seed" while he punished her. Before she
could even ask what she was being punished for, he began
raining down severe smacks on her defenseless white,
round, fleshy cheeks. She yelped in pain with each blow
and the echo of the impact rang through the house. Her
ass-cheeks quaked and jiggled lewdly with each smack and
quickly pinked up nicely.
Wendy squealed and writhed and cried, but was completely
helpless. She cried for him to stop, tried to reason
with him, then resorted to begging, then gave in to
sobbing. Only when 20 minutes had passed and she finally
came from the punishment, blubbering and tear-streaked,
did Luke stop.
Luke picked up her head by her sweat-soaked hair and
asked her what she thought of the spanking. Wendy was
beyond rational thought and all she could do was express
gratitude.
"Th-thank you..." Wendy breathed.
"Thank you WHAT?" Luke demanded.
Wendy's heavily lidded eyes parted and through her tears
she looked into Luke's domineering gaze and corrected
herself, "thank you... Master..."
"Aw, yeah," the black assailant nodded, smiling in
satisfaction, "now the white bitch know her place.
Doncha?!"
He slapped her across the face hard. She gasped and
sighed, "yes, Master, I'm your white bitch slave..."
"Mmm," Luke bit his lip, "damn straight. And what does
white slave bitch want?"
"W-whatever Master wants?" Wendy guessed.
SLAP!
"BITCH!" Luke spat in her face, "I KNOW you gonna DO
whatever I WANT! I asking you: what do YOU want?!" Luke
tightened his grip on her hair, making her wince. The
pain forced her to focus.
"I-I want to please you, Master..." Wendy replied
honestly, "I-I'll do ANYTHING to please you, Master!" It
was an answer that was surprising to Wendy as it came
straight from her heart, it was completely genuine. This
black bastard had completely broken her and turned her
into a willing slave for his sadistic pleasure.
"Yeah, that's right," Luke nodded, "good bitch," he
loosened his grip on her hair and patted her on the
head. This small gesture of approval filled Wendy with
overwhelming joy and tears of happiness streamed down
her cheeks.
"Thank you, Black Master," Wendy choked.
"Now, I'm gonna pound your fat white ass again, and this
time I ain't gonna be gentle," Luke informed her,
"whadda y'all think of that?"
Wendy groaned, "oh, please, Master," she writhed and
wiggled her hips, "PLEASE, fuck my white ass like it
deserves to be fucked, I NEED your beautiful big black
dick buried in me! I want to FEEL you fill my dirty
tushie with your hot black seed, Master!"
Wendy moaned and groaned and mewled like a cat in heat,
wriggling and squirming on the bed, practically begging
with her ass, raising it in the air at him. Luke smiled
a wide, toothy grin as he mounted her from behind yet
again. Her complete surrender made him harder than ever,
his 14 inch cock throbbing and thickly veined with
excitement. He roughly pulled her warm, glowing,
punished ass-cheeks apart and unceremoniously yanked the
dirty, large butt-plug from her still gaping asshole.
As he plunged his rock-hard ebony monster into her to
the hilt with one mighty thrust, Wendy cried out "OH YE-
MMGGLRRMMPHH!!" Her exclamation of pleasure was cut
short and muffled as Luke shoved the soiled butt plug,
still warm from her rectum, fully into her mouth! He
wrapped her leash around her head and held it firm in
his fist so as to keep the butt-plug firmly entrenched
in her mouth and let her suck on it as he viciously
sodomized her already battered bowels with all of his
considerable strength...
By the end of that longest day in Wendy's otherwise
boring and uneventful life, Wendy was quite surprised to
find that this missionary who came to her door knew many
other positions besides missionary, most of them
involving her face down, ass up and with Luke's thick 14
inch black monster cock buried balls deep in her. Over
the next seven hours, in every possible position, in
every hole, he fucked her senseless until she was strung
out in her carnal fugue and overflowing with his hot,
thick nigger jizz from every hole.
Chapter 2: MISSY, THE DAUGHTER
Wendy's thirteen-year-old daughter Missy was next, and
she was even easier to seduce. When she walked in on
Luke and her mother, having heard the commotion and
having felt the walls shaking, she dropped her books and
nearly pissed herself. Wendy panicked, realizing even
with her blindfold that the shocked gasp was that of her
daughter. But instead of running, Missy slowly
approached the debauched scene before her and watched,
as if in a trance, while Luke pummeled her mother's ass
for all he was worth.
Missy was amazed at the physicality of the spectacle, in
awe of the specimen of man before her - a muscled black
giant, sweat dripping down onto her mother's white,
arched back and ass. Her mother was grunting and
groaning and moaning with every powerful thrust, and she
pushed her ass back at Luke each time, spreading her ass
open and inviting him in. Missy reached out and ran her
hand down Luke's ebony, muscled back as it rippled with
exertion, caressing his powerful ass muscles as they
flexed and unflexed. She dropped to her knees to get a
good close-up look of the action and began to finger
herself under her school uniform's skirt.
When Luke was close to cumming, he yanked Wendy's
blindfold off and let the mother look directly into her
daughter's lust-filled eyes as he emptied his load deep
into her bowels. Wendy cried out in her own intense
climax, watching her daughter orgasm from her own
fingering. As they were both cumming, Luke laid flat
over mother, grabbed both their heads and made them deep
kiss each other, their tongues wrestling while they
screamed their pleasure into each other’s mouths.
Before Missy could regain her senses, Luke had already
leapt off the bed, grabbed her by her ponytail and
yanked her head back, eliciting a loud yelp. On her
knees as she was, mouth agape in pain, she was perfectly
situated for Luke to shove his dirty cock several inches
into her sweet, cute mouth. Before she even knew what
was happening, he was pumping her face with his fat
prick, driving inch after inch deeper into her throat
with each downward thrust. His still-hard cock was
pointed straight down and her head was pointing straight
up and he straddled her with her nose facing his ass.
She could see her mother up-side down in the bed behind
her now as Luke had spun her around. She tasted the
filth on his cock - a mixture of his thick jizz and her
mother's shit (her ass was not clean and she had not had
a chance to have her morning constitutional before Luke
had come to the door that morning). She choked and
gagged, but there was nothing to be done about it. Her
petite frame and spindly arms were like toothpicks to
the tree-trunks of Luke's powerful thighs.
Her mother whispered encouraging words to Missy, telling
her she knew she could take it all, that it was hard for
Wendy the first time, too, but she knew Missy would make
her proud. Before long, Missy had stopped resisting in
any way and was now fingering herself again while Luke
buried his soiled shaft down her throat and her mother
encouraged her in dirtier and dirtier language. "Suck
that shit off our Master's fat cock, you little slut!"
Wendy was now growling, randy but frustrated as she was
still tied down to the bed and could not rub her own
clit. "Eat it! Take it all! I want those balls sitting
on your face, you fucking cunt!" Before long, Luke had
managed to plunge all 14 inches down the girl's sorely
stretched esophagus, bottoming out when his balls
covered her eyes and his pubes hit her chin. Her cute
little nose was up his ass crack, cutting off her air.
This put her over the edge and she bucked, flailed and
tried to scream around the full length of his massive
prick as she came a second time, even harder than
before.
After this display, Luke's cock was clean as a whistle
and ready for action again. He untied Wendy, but not
before corking her still-open asshole with a small gourd
from their fall decorations in the hallway. He told her
she wasn't to spill any of his seed, and her ass was too
loose to hold it in, then he and shoved her into the
bathroom. He grabbed the exhausted Missy by her ponytail
and dragged her into the bathroom, too.
He ordered Wendy to strip her own daughter, which she
did without hesitation while he watched and stroked
himself back to full stiffness. Missy was still
exhausted, prostrate on the ground, on her back. Luke
positioned Wendy so that she was squatting over her
daughter's mouth, had Wendy hold her daughter's mouth
open, then yanked out the gourd from her ass and shoved
her down onto her daughter's open mouth, putting her
full weight onto her.
This brought Missy around instantly and she began to
struggle, pulling at her mother's thick thighs, unable
to get any kind of leverage to escape. Wendy was shocked
and began to resist, too - she couldn't do this to her
own daughter! But Luke held her in place and she felt
his jizz had already began to run out of her gaping
asshole, dropping into her daughter's wide-open mouth!
Missy felt the first large, hot, thick dollops of Luke's
spooge drop out of her mother's stretched-out anus. It
was thick and hot, having been baked inside her mother's
shitty ass-oven for a good 20 minutes at least. It
filled her mouth, flooding her taste buds with sensation
and warmth. No matter how she swirled her tongue to
escape the taste, she couldn't.
Wendy tried to stop the oozing, dirty cum the only way
she thought she could - by clenching her anus as hard as
she could, trying in vain to close what had been
loosened by repeated abuse all day. Unfortunately, all
she succeeded in doing was expelling a huge glob of
Luke's steaming jizz from deep inside her bowels into
her poor daughter's mouth, propelled by a fair volume of
foul gas.
Missy's eyes widened in surprise and revulsion, her
mouth now filled to the brim with hot, shit-stained,
brown-tinted second-hand ass-spunk. Luke heard the wet
expulsion of fart/jizz and laughed a deep, hearty
chuckle that filled the room, echoing off the tile walls
and vibrating the chests of the two small white women
under his power. He abruptly cut his laughter short,
though, to give the trapped girl a command in such a
bass-heavy, commanding tone that it immediately grabbed
both women's attentions. "Swallow, bitch!"
Missy looked right into his eyes, staring up at his
imposing frame, his massive cock looming over her and
her mother like a great ebony sword of Damocles, his
thick muscles flexing as he held Wendy down on Missy's
face, his deep brown eyes boring into her, destroying
her willpower. Missy swallowed, drinking down the foul,
viscous mixture of his black seed and her mother's
thoroughly churned shit sludge. Luke smiled and Wendy
watched in shock as Missy swallowed again and again,
until she had chugged the entire mouthful.
Luke grabbed Wendy by the hair, pulled her head back and
said calmly, but firmly, "shit it all into her, bitch -
every load I shot up into your shit chute, you fucking
shit it into this little cunt's mouth- I want her to
drink every last nasty fucking drop, do you fucking
understand?" Wendy looked frightened, staring wide-eyed
into her black master's eyes and nodded wordlessly, the
only other sign of her assent being a small grunt
followed by the sound of another great blob of shit-
spooge that had been stewing in the depths of her bowels
for the better part of the day being shat out forcefully
into the captive girl's mouth. Missy didn't hesitate
this time, gulping down the disgusting concoction
immediately.
Luke backed off and stroked himself while he watched
these two formerly sweet, vanilla white girls engage in
this filthy, debased act, having been turned out in
record time. Wendy really got into her task, looking
down into her daughter's glazed-over eyes, bearing down
and squeezing gob after gob of thick brownish spunk into
her daughter's wide-open mouth. Missy was completely
lost in dirt-pig lust, grabbing her mother's hips and
desperately pulling them down onto her face, as if she
wanted to stick her whole head up her mother's ass. She
was writhing and wriggling, her pussy soaking wet and
throbbing from the extreme kinkiness of what she was
engaging in with her own mother.
When Wendy was having more trouble getting the last
several blobs to fall, Missy began to suck hard on her
mother's open asshole, hungrily extracting and slurping
down whatever more she could glean from the depths of
her mother's flooded intestinal tract. Luke had to think
there must have been at least a couple chunks of shit
his cock managed to leave intact in Wendy's shitter, but
if any had dropped into Missy's lust-hungry mouth, she
didn't make any outward sign that she had any reluctance
at all to devour that foul meal as well.
Suddenly, Wendy's eyes opened wide and a nasty, obscene
wet squelching sound came from her ass. "Oh, no, Missy,
I'm sorry, I couldn't stop it!" Wendy made to get up,
but Luke came over and shoved her back down firmly on
Missy's now shit-packed mouth.
"Do it, bitch! Drop all that churned-up shit in yo'
daughter's mouth, you fuckin' slut!" Luke ordered Wendy.
She looked up at him in fear, his booming bass voice
literally shook her and made her cower. He was stroking
his majestic black monster cock with long, firm strokes
as he watched. She knew he was building up to another
massive load. She locked eyes with him and did as he
commanded.
Missy groaned and began furiously fingering herself as
she chewed up and swallowed her mother's shit. Her eyes
rolled back in her head as her mother squeezed out
another loose log in her mouth. It was the nastiest
thing she could ever imagine doing, and she was doing it
with her own mother under the command of this huge,
angry black god of a MAN. Something raw and primal
clicked in Missy at that moment, some deep, primitive
part of her that longed to be subjugated and used
mercilessly. And as she swallowed another mouthful of
her mother's shit, she came, screaming into Wendy's
gaping ass.
Luke screamed too and came all over Wendy's face and
mouth, all on her outstretched and ready tongue. Strand
after thick strand of viscous jism sprayed out all over
Wendy's pretty features, coating her like a birthday
cake. Wendy was trying to reach forward and close her
mouth on the spasming cockhead, but Luke held her back
so he could spray it all over her.
When Luke was done, he ordered Wendy, "Don't swallow it,
bitch!". Instead, he pulled her up by her hair roughly
making her yelp in pain and surprise and he pushed her
down to lay on her daughter. He held her face to her
daughter's jizz-and-shit-caked face and growled "share
it, bitches, kiss and show me how much you love each
other!"
Missy and Wendy, overcome with depraved lust, embraced
each other passionately and kissed and licked each
other's faces, sucking the cum off of each other and
French kissing, their entwined tongues swirling the
fresh jizz together with the ass-baked jizz. As they
deeply French-kissed, Wendy felt uneaten chunks of her
own shit in her daughter's mouth and groaned as Missy
pushed them into her mouth. They each bit into the
chunks and shared them. After several minutes, they had
cooperatively consumed every last glob of black cum and
every last morsel of Wendy's crap.
"Damn!" Luke enthused, "I seen some crazy-ass white
bitches before, but you all take the goddamn CAKE!"
Luke let the two depraved sluts lie in each other's arms
for a few minutes and went downstairs to get a drink and
refresh for round two (well, counting the mother it had
already been at least a full 10 rounds, but...) He
opened the refrigerator looking for a beer of any kind
but only found the biggest abomination on the face of
the Earth: O’Doul’s, the non-alcoholic beer.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" Luke bellowed. Upstairs, Wendy and
Missy involuntarily jerked in fear at the sound of
Luke's bellowing voice echoing through the house and
rattling the knick-knacks in the bathroom.
"Crazy-ass white folk," Luke shook his head and poured
himself a huge glass of orange juice instead. He flipped
on the TV and watched some local news and sports while
he drank down the 20 ounces of OJ, then returned to the
kitchen. He proceeded to pour all 6 bottles of O’Doul’s
down the drain in the kitchen sink. He then filled four
of the bottles with his own hot piss and put them back
in the fridge. He carried the empty bottles upstairs and
had Wendy and Missy fill a bottle each with their own
piss and had Wendy put them back in the refrigerator.
Wendy was obediently putting the bottles back in and saw
the bottles Luke put in. Biting her lip, she hesitated.
She looked around to see if anyone was watching, then
took out one of Luke's piss-beers and opened it. She
sniffed it. The strong odor of his piss hit her nose
like a slap to the face and it made her jerk back
instinctively. But something in her made her bring it
back to her mouth and take a sip. She screwed her face
up at the taste and went to the sink to spit it out, but
found she had already swallowed it.
She coughed once or twice and looked at the bottle. She
contemplated pouring it out, but couldn't bring herself
to do it. Instead, she slowly brought it back to her
mouth and took another sip. Again, she gagged, but she
kept drinking this time, and before she knew it she was
chugging it down. Her pussy was getting wet and her free
hand found her clit while she chugged down her abuser's
nasty piss like an alcoholic's first drink in years!
"BITCH!" Luke's deep bass voice boomed from upstairs and
she jumped, spilling some of the piss down her tits,
"What the FUCK is taking you so long?! I'm about to fuck
this baby cunt o' yours and you better get up here and
get her ready for me, 'less you want me to split this
bitch in two!"
Wendy panicked and quickly opened the garbage can in the
kitchen to drop the drained bottle in. When it dropped
in, she heard it clank against something hard. She
looked in and saw her cell phone in there! Luke had
hidden it so she couldn't call for help. She reached in
to pick it up, but jerked with a start when Luke's voice
shook her from the next room.
"BITCH, you DEAF?!" He thundered.
She looked up at him and he simply stared her down. He
stood there, arms crossed, not making a move. His body
and his imposing physique were imposing enough without
him having to make any overt threatening moves toward
her. She stood paralyzed like a deer in the headlights.
His glare held her there and she averted her eyes,
breaking eye contact and looking down to avoid his gaze.
She caught sight of his pendulous black dick hanging
between his legs with such pride and arrogance that it
made her thighs quiver. She still couldn't believe the
thing was real - how could ANYONE have a cock like that?
It looked like it belonged on a horse more than a human!
"C'mon, mamasita, little Missy's feeling a little shy,"
Luke spoke with a calmness that was utterly dismissive
of even the slight possibility that Wendy might have
considered disobeying him and tried to call for help,
"She needs some encouragement from Mommy."
Wendy hesitated for a second, then let the garbage can
close and, as if in a trance, walked toward Luke and
headed up the stairs when he waved for her to do so. She
flinched when he slapped her on the ass, "that's right,
bitch, hop to it!" but didn't protest.
Upstairs, Missy was lying face-down on the bed, legs
tied to the posts spread-eagled so extremely that she
was practically doing a split, leaving her shaven pussy
totally exposed to all who entered and resting almost at
bottom edge of the mattress. Her arms were crossed over
her head and tied to opposite side-posts at the top. Her
mouth was gagged and her cheeks flushed deep pink with
either humiliation or sexual arousal (in actuality,
both).
"Climb on up there, Mommie-dearest, and try to relax
her," Luke ordered, "she's gonna need to unclench if
she's going to take all THIS." Luke walked up between
her legs and plopped his massive cock down over her
crotch and belly. Wendy marveled at the relative size of
it, laying as it did on top of her, it reached right up
past her belly button all the way up to the arch of the
small girl's ribcage! And it was thicker than the girl's
own arms!
Missy moaned as she felt the heat of the pulsating black
monster throbbing on her belly. The heat was palpable on
her hairless vulva and she felt herself getting moist
just from the weight and warmth of it.
Wendy laid beside Missy and stroked her hair gently,
"it's okay, Missy, you can do this. I know it's scary at
first, but you're a big girl now, you can take this."
Missy's eyes were wide with panic and she tried to cry
out, but the gag made it unintelligible. Wendy moved to
reach for the gag, but caught herself and looked at Luke
submissively, asking for permission nonverbally. Missy
saw the unmistakable deference in her mother's manners
and how natural it seemed. Luke nodded and Wendy pulled
the gag down around Missy's neck.
"Mommy!" she cried, "It's too big! It's just so big, I
can't!!"
"Oh, honey, dear," Wendy soothed her and stroked her
hair some more, brushing aside a wet strand that had
dropped across her daughter's pretty, flawless face,
"you'll get used to it, trust me. It's going to hurt at
first, but soon it will just feel good. He... he put it
in me over and over again today and I could take more
and more each time. I still can't take it all, but it
doesn't hurt... as much. You're smaller, but you'll
learn."
Missy did seem to be calming down a bit, staring into
her mother's loving eyes as she reassured her.
"Though it will surely be bigger than another other
cocks you might have had in there-"
"OTHER?" Missy exclaimed, "Mom, I've NEVER had ANY cocks
in there!"
A look of surprise came over Wendy's face and she looked
up at Luke. Luke's massive cock twitched at this,
throbbing noticeably against the virgin's vulva and
belly, sending thrills shooting from the girl's pussy
through her body.
An evil grin spread across Luke's face and Wendy
couldn't help but smile either. She stroked Luke's
rapidly-stiffening (and still growing!) fuck-rod and
lowered her head to whisper in her daughter's ear, her
lips and tongue flicking across the girl's sensitive
lobe, "Oh, you lucky, LUCKY girl..."
Wendy then kissed Missy's ear, making the girl writhe in
confused arousal. She kissed her way down Missy's neck
making her hairs stand on end and her little pink puffy
nipples harden. Wendy sucked those, too, then began to
suck Luke's cock to get it wet. As Luke backed up to
prepare to stick it in, Wendy moved down with it,
keeping the head in her mouth.
Luke pulled her head off the tip and pushed it down into
her daughter's crotch. Wendy should have resisted,
should have refused to cross this line, but she was so
lost in lust that she dove right in, eating out her own
daughter and lubing her up for Luke's massive big black
cock.
Missy lost all control and moaned and bucked as her own
mother ate her out.
"OoHHhh, Mommy!" she sighed, "that's... oohhhh... that's
naughty! ooohh.... please... please...."
Luke watched for as long as he could bear - this hot-as-
shit MILF going down on her pert teenage daughter with
wild abandon, getting her ready for him to divirginize
her in epic proportions. He couldn't take it any longer.
He yanked Wendy out of her daughter's crotch, sending
saliva and pussy juice flying. He shoved her down on the
bed next to Missy and plunged in, roaring in the little
girl's face like a lion in the wild.
Missy screamed out in shock, pain and ecstasy. She
continued to grunt and scream and wail as Luke worked in
and out of her, trying to fit a little bit more in with
each push. Missy began to bit her lip and drew a little
blood.
Wendy saw this and quickly raised herself up and shoved
one of her massive tits into her daughter's mouth,
"here, Missy, suck and bite on this - it'll help with
the pain!"
Missy took the large nipple and some of the tit into her
mouth fully and sucked hungrily, looking into her
mother's loving eyes for support and comfort. Each time
Luke plunged into the girl, she involuntarily bit down
into her mother's tit which caused Wendy to visibly
wince and sigh with simultaneous pleasure and pain.
Luke starts kissing the mother while he drives himself
into the daughter with increasing pace and force. Soon
the girl is bucking and thrashing so much that Wendy has
to climb on top of her and hold her down. Luke positions
Wendy so that she's sitting on her daughter's face,
Muffling her screams with her pussy. Wendy moans at the
feeling of it and marvels at the sight of her daughter's
belly bulging out with each deep, forceful thrust of
Luke's majestic cock. She puts her hands on Missy's
belly and feels Luke's massive prick plunging into her
daughter's womb over and over again. She moans at the
feeling and eagerly takes Luke's tongue into her mouth
when he French-kisses her.
The three have now worked themselves into a symbiotic
rhythm - his fucking, Missy's writhing and Wendy's
bucking of her hips on her daughter's mewling and
moaning mouth.
Finally the girl stiffens up and jerks several times,
"Oh, Luke, I think she's cumming!" Wendy moans between
kisses.
Luke pulls Wendy's head to his mouth firmly and begins
really ramming his rock-hard rod into the daughter as
hard and fast as he can and Missy goes over the edge -
thrashing and screaming and CUMMING completely and
uncontrollably. Luke screams in Wendy's mouth as his
balls blow an epic load into the girl's tiny womb. Wendy
swears she can FEEL the jets of jizz shooting into her
daughter's belly and she cums, too, hard, grinding her
pussy down on her daughter's screaming mouth.
The three of them buck and fuck and grind and scream,
cumming together in a beautiful, perverse triad of pure
orgasmic depravity.
After Wendy had exhausted herself on her daughter's
face, she came too. She realized Luke's dick was still
twitching inside Missy irregularly, the last couple
copious loads of jizz pumping into her belly. Missy,
herself, was now totally limp, having been completely
exhausted by her ordeal. She could feel her breathing,
though, the warm air from her nose blowing against her
asshole.
Luke pulled Wendy's head back by her hair and looked in
her eyes, "I gotta piss. You?"
Wendy nodded as best she could, with her head being held
firmly by Luke's large, strong hand.
"Then piss," he ordered. Wendy didn't even think about
what she was doing, she simply obeyed the command - as
if Luke's eyes boring into her own completely sapped her
of her willpower. She pissed and emptied the remainder
of her bladder into her daughter's open mouth, the whole
time keeping full eye contact with this masterful black
man who had transformed her so completely into an
obedient slut slave willing to do even the most deviant
things to her own flesh and blood!
Missy jerked and struggled a bit, but then gave in and
swallowed - defeatedly at first, but then thirstily by
the time Wendy had finished. She moaned in desire when
Luke pulled Wendy off of her face, now drenched with
sweat, her mother's cum and piss.
"You still thirsty, cunt?" Luke inquired as he pulled
out his cock and held it over her.
"Y-yes... please..." Missy managed to choke out.
"Hold her mouth open, bitch," Luke commanded and Wendy
obeyed. She moved behind Missy, untied her hands and
lifted her head into her lap. She held Missy's jaw down
and spread her cheeks wide with her fingers. As Luke
held his dick right over her gaping mouth and pissed
right down her throat, Missy swallowed eagerly and
locked eyes with her mother. She looked up between her
mom's heavy boobs and right into her eyes, feeling the
love and comfort of Wendy's motherly, approving gaze.
Wendy watched with pride as her daughter guzzled a full
bladder of nigger piss for her Mommy like a good girl.
When Missy couldn't drink any more, Luke threw Wendy and
Missy into the shower and ordered them to clean each
other while he watched. They obeyed and began to run the
water and grabbed the soap. Feigning rage, he stomped
over to them, slapped the soap out of their hands,
turned off the water and tore the handle off.
"YOU STUPID FUCKIN' BITCHES!" He screamed at them,
making them cower and shake in fear, "DID I *TELL* YOU
TO USE SOAP AND WATER?!"
He threw the soap in the toilet and flushed it down.
"You dirty hoes ain't gonna be needing that no more," he
growled, "you gonna clean each other with your
motherfuckin' TONGUES from now on!"
He grabbed them by the hair and shoved their faces at
each other and held them there until they started
licking each other.
"Good, yeah, that's the shit right there, keep it up,
bitches," he grinned as he let go and sit back on the
toilet stroking his flaccid but hefty dick while he
watched mother and daughter lick every inch of each
other clean. He made sure they got *everywhere*, even
each other's ears and toes and especially each other's
cunts and assholes - inside AND out. By the time each of
them was sparking clean, they'd both cum again.
The last thing to be cleaned was Missy's asshole. Wendy
was currently doing a spick and span job of it, burying
her entire tongue deep in her daughter's shithole, Missy
spreading her cheeks as far as she could while pressed
up against the shower wall and moaning and groaning from
the feeling of her mom's tongue wriggling around in her
insides.
Luke was fully erect and raging hard again by this
point. He was taking long strokes up and down his
towering cock and the site mesmerized Missy. Even with
his huge hands, it would have taken three of his fists
wrapped around the beast to reach the tip from the base.
She moaned at the thought of it filling up her pussy
again. She got wet involuntarily as she wondered if
she'd ever be able to take the whole thing inside her.
Luke suddenly stood up, "okay, that's good, I think you
got her ass nice and cleaned out," Luke complimented
Wendy (after a full 15 minutes of anal tongue bathing),
"stand up."
Wendy stood and Luke positioned her against the wall of
the shower in front of Missy.
"Give her something to hang on to, this is going to be
ROUGH," Luke warned the mother.
Missy looked up at her mother in fear and looked back as
Luke stepped into the bathtub and positioned himself.
Wendy smiled down at her and took Missy's hands,
wrapping them around her waist.
"Oh!" Missy suddenly jumped, "that's the wrong hole!"
Luke smacked Missy's ass with a loud THWACK! that echoed
loudly off the bathroom tile and made both girls jump.
Missy jumped in pain and surprise and tears instantly
welled up in her eyes. Wendy could see the large red
handprint already appearing on her daughter's punished
butt-cheek.
"BITCH!" Luke leaned forward and growled right in the
girl's ear, "YOU don't tell ME which HOLE I FUCK!"
He punctuated the last word by shoving the head of his
dick against her tight, virgin asshole. It was still a
bit agape from her mother's extensive tonguing and wet
and the tip of his throbbing hot cock started to spread
it wider as it threatened to invade.
"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!!" Luke bellowed.
"y-yes..." Missy meekly whispered.
"YES WHAT?!!" Luke demanded.
"Y... Yes..." Missy looked into his eyes submissively
and whimpered, "Master?"
Luke let his best "angry black man" scowl turn into a
satisfied sneer and he turned to Wendy, "Now, ho," he
declared, "BEG me to fuck your daughter's tight little
shitter."
Wendy flushed with embarrassment and looked down at
Missy who was looking at her with apprehension, tears
now streaming down her cheeks. She looked so small and
helpless, squished between Luke's broad, muscular chest
and Wendy's large, pillowy tits. Wendy smiled at her,
then looked back at Luke.
"Please, black Master, " she began as she reached around
her daughter and grabbed a firm hold of each of her
small, round, perky butt-cheeks, "FUCK the SHIT out of
my daughter's tight, white little asshole!" She roughly
pulled Missy's ass-cheeks apart so hard it made Missy
yelp and pulled her even further into her tits.
"MMM, yeah" Luke voiced approvingly, "THAT's the kind of
family bondin' I like to see."
Luke grabbed Missy's hair and pushed it up to Wendy who
lowered her head and passionately French-kissed her
daughter while Luke began to slowly, inexorably slide
his fat, veiny rock-hard cock into the trapped girl's
petite butt. It was an amazing sight to see - something
so incredibly huge pushing itself into something so
small.
Missy exhaled a deep groan into her mother's mouth - it
was literally being forced out of her as her body tried
to make room for Luke's massive cock. She felt the head
pop past her sphincter and all the images from her
college prep bio classes came to her head (she intended
to go pre-med). She pictured her anus and the head
slipping through it, then felt the head filling her anal
canal like nothing she'd felt before and, while it was a
bit painful, sent an electric thrill through her.
When she felt the tip pushing deeper past her anal canal
and into her rectum, her eyes popped open in panic and
she wrapped her arms more tightly around her mother's
waist. She groaned as Luke continued to forcefully slide
his length into her, filling her like no other feeling
before and expanding her rectum more than the largest
shit she'd ever taken had ever done.
Missy moaned and groaned gutturally around her mother's
probing tongue as she felt the irresistible urge to take
a huge dump. Her butt involuntarily squeezed around the
massive black cock trying to push it out, but it was
headed in the opposite direction and was absolutely
unstoppable. Luke moaned in appreciation of the
squeezing on his throbbing dick, though, and pushed in
another inch to show his gratitude.
Missy was now shaking and weak-kneed from the
overwhelming experience, but she was securely held in
place between her mother and their captor - both by her
mother's arms around her and on her ass and his chest
pushing her against her mother's breasts.
Suddenly she felt pressure deeper inside her like she
hadn't felt previously - a dull pain - and she realized
he must have reached all the way to the end of her
rectum and was now pressing the fat head of his invasive
prick right up against her sigmoid colon! He was as deep
inside her ass as anything could possibly be!
"Mmm, not bad, little bitch," Luke looked down to admire
how far she'd taken him already, "that's more than half
already - more than your puny little pussy was able to
take!"
Missy's heart raced! Was this huge black man's cock
really farther up her ass than it had been in her
pussy?! She'd never even considered anal sex before -
was it possible her butthole was better for deep
penetration that the hole God intended?! Something about
that seemed... just so wrong!
Then her heart skipped a beat. Did he say "so far"?!
Over half?! Meaning there was more to go?! Then the
squealed as she felt him push again, this time grabbing
her by her tiny hips with his firm, strong hands. She
felt his grip tighten on her and his sinewy arm muscles
flexed and coiled like wrestling snakes as he
simultaneously pulled on her hips and pushed with his
powerful, muscular thighs and butt muscles. He grunted
with the effort and she felt her conscious mind drift
away to somewhere safe when she felt yet more of him
slide into her, unbelievably, impossibly.
She had lost any awareness of her surroundings now - she
lived only in her ass, in her bowels, wrapped around his
monstrous fat cock. She felt its heat, felt it throbbing
inside her, stretching her muscles and rubbing and
stimulating the millions of sensitive nerve endings in
her anus and rectum. And somehow she could feel it - his
massive cock was pressing into her colon now -
undeterred by anatomy. By force of will (and rock-hard
prick and powerful muscles), he was rearranging her
digestive system.
Her colon was being straightened out to accommodate the
broad head and next few inches of Luke's unrelenting,
merciless ebony baseball bat of a phallus! She'd read
how this was possible and now it was happening to her,
right here, in her mother's arms, while her mother held
her open for the black sodomist - spreading her ass-
cheeks to make sure he could get as deep as possible!
"UNGH, DAMN!" Luke roared as Missy felt his pelvis push
up against her ass - his kinky pubic hairs scratching
her asshole... his heavy black balls resting against her
shaky white thighs... was he really... did he
REALLY...?!
"What-" Wendy broke the kiss in surprise, "what's
wrong?"
"FUCK!" Luke exhaled, "this fuckin' little butt slut o'
yours just took me in the shitter to the motherfuckin'
ROOT, bitch!" His mammoth, thick prick palpitated inside
her and she felt it all along her excretory system, from
her obscenely stretched-out sphincter all the way into
her colon. She involuntarily squeezed back and he
groaned again.
"Oh my GOD!" Wendy looked down over Missy's shoulder and
saw it was, indeed, true. She looked into the glazed
eyes of her petite blonde teen daughter, "Missy, you are
amazing! He NEVER got that far inside me!" There was a
definite tone of jealously in Wendy's voice.
Luke grunted and shook, still buried to the root and his
face screwed up in a face that Wendy knew all too well.
He was going to cum just from bottoming-out in her
daughter! Wendy kissed Missy even more passionately,
shoving her tongue down the girl's throat.
Missy felt the intrusion in her mouth, but was only
barely aware of it. She was thoroughly preoccupied by
the swelling fat cock buried to the balls inside her. It
pulsated and jerked in time with Luke's grunts and
groans and then she felt a spasm shoot along the full 14
inches buried inside her and shoot out the end - firing
a hot spurt of man-jizz directly into her colon!
She moaned at the warmth and violation of it. She was
trapped and completely helpless, squashed between them,
held in place by two sets of hands and impaled on an
immovable 14-inch cannon firing salvo after salvo of hot
cock-lava into her bowels.
Luke jerked and twitched and grunted and growled as he
blew his biggest load of the day (and that's saying
something!) directly into Missy's digestive system,
flooding it and backing up into her large colon proper.
This knowledge of just how deep he was cumming inside of
her put her over the edge and she came like an animal -
completely and totally uncontrolled and without
inhibition or self-consciousness. And without anything
even touching her pussy or clit. It was the deepest,
fullest and most powerful orgasm she had ever had and it
was completely due to the humongous black COCK drowning
her bowels in scalding-hot nigger spunk!
"FUCKKKK!!!" Luke roared so load the mirrors and windows
rattled.
Chapter 3: BUTCH, THE SON
Half an hour later, Wendy's sixteen-year-old son, Butch,
came home from his football practice. Not surprisingly,
he was not quite as enthused as Wendy and Missy when he
came upon the lewd trio in the bathroom as he went to
take his shower. In a feat that seemed to violate the
laws of space and time, the huge black man was plowing
his giant-sized black cock balls-deep into his little
sister's petite, lily-white ass while his mother ate her
out!
Instinctively the fit (though much smaller) white teen
attacked Luke, which was a huge mistake. Luke was 6'6"
and 240 pounds of rippling muscles. Butch dove at Luke
head-first like in a football tackle as Luke popped out
of Missy's ass and caught the much smaller, 160 lb white
teen in his bulging, muscular, black python-like arms.
He easily trapped the 5'10" Butch by the head and shoved
his shitty cock down the stunned teen's throat, forcing
him to taste his sister's ass on the black rapist's dick
as he was ruthlessly mouth-raped. Butch was off balance
and to his knees while Luke cock-pounded his mouth,
making the boy gag and retch as it poked at the opening
to his throat.
Once the shock of what had happened wore off, Butch
tried to push away, but Luke held his head even tighter
and roared as he squeezed with his arms while thrusting
forward with his powerful thigh, butt and back muscles -
popping his fat cockhead past Butch's epiglottis and
into the struggling boy's throat!
Butch panicked, flailing and screaming around the cock.
His hands formed fists and beat on Luke's heavily
muscled arms and abs and chest, but to no avail. His
blows were no more effective on the giant of a negro
than those of a 2-year old having a tantrum.
Luke continued to have his way with Butch's mouth and
plunged to the depths of the boy's esophagus. He picked
up his pace and intensity until he was face-fucking the
helpless whiteboy's mouth with the same tempo and
roughness with which he had been fucking Missy's ass. It
was as if he never missed a beat, pulling out from her
ass and into Butch's throat.
Luke showed no mercy and no conscience as he pounded his
full meat into the now weakly struggling teen's throat,
and he came with the force of a man who hadn't had a
woman in years. Missy and Wendy were awestruck at the
sight of Luke so completely dominating their son/brother
in this way. It had been so easy, so natural for Luke!
The white teen never stood a chance!
Luke roared with bone-quaking volume as he plunged his
cock in as far as he could get it - roughly half-way now
- and dumped the boiling, aching load meant for Missy's
bowels into her brother's belly. Luke's whole body
flexed with each powerful contraction, the jizz shooting
from his enraged cock with such force as to make Butch
jerk reflexively with each powerful salvo splattering
against his esophageal walls. Missy and Wendy saw this
and moaned in arousal at the thought of what was going
on in their beloved teen's throat.
After Luke pumped the last of his furious spunk down the
now-limp teen's engorged oral orifice, the black stud
yanked his leaking anaconda out of the boy's throat and
left him coughing up cum, spitting ass-juice and gasping
for air on the bathroom floor.
Luke then commanded Wendy and Missy to tie the dazed and
bruised teen to the toilet by the neck, using Wendy's
dog collar and leash. They also tied Butch's hands
behind his back with the belt from a robe. Then they
obediently sat in the tub, hands behind their backs and
heads bowed while Luke face-fucked Butch like he had
done to Wendy and Missy already - forcing the teen to
again deep throat his massive tool, though this time
Luke intended to give the unfortunate whiteboy the WHOLE
package.
Once Luke was in to the root, a feat which took the teen
nearly 20 minutes of straining and gagging, Luke
relieved his bloated bladder down the whiteboy's throat,
making him flail and buck in panic and revulsion. But
there was no escape; he was like a fish on a line,
hooked for good by Luke's massive cock anchored in his
gullet. Wendy and Missy didn't understand what was
happening until Luke exhaled in relief, saying, "ahhh, I
been holdin' back all fucking day..."
This made the girls and the woman both body-blush deeply
- not in shame or embarrassment, but in arousal. They
began to fondle each other and finger each other’s cunts
and assholes, watching the obscene act before them. As
Luke drained his full, bloated bladder of hot, rancid
piss directly into the helpless boy's belly, Wendy and
Missy came hard on each other’s fingers, kissing
passionately and collapsing in a heap in the bathtub.
Butch's grasp on consciousness faded as he suffocated
around the pissing cock and he blacked out, going limp.
Luke noticed this and swore, "fuckin' pansy-ass faggot
couldn't take the whole bladderful," he sighed,
aggravated and still with a sizeable amount of piss
bloating his extra-large bladder. He pulled out of
Butch's abused mouth, slack-jawed and sore from
accommodating the python-like tool.
Luke glanced over at Wendy and Missy, spent and laying
on top of each other in their post-orgasmic glow.
Angrily, he grabbed them each by the hair, pulled them
up to their knees and dragged them out of the tub
depositing them on the floor.
"Pick up this worthless wimp and drag him to the bed,"
he ordered them, "time we taught this whiteboy faggot a
REAL lesson!"
Missy and Wendy obediently lifted Butch - each taking an
arm around their shoulders and dragged him to the bed.
With some effort, they dumped him on the bed, face-down.
"M-master Luke?" Missy asked in a very girly high-pitch
voice that turned Luke on, "are... are you going to...
fuck him in the ASS?" Her eyes widened at the thought,
the perverse thrill of the thought evident in the
quavering in her voice.
"Damn fuckin' STRAIGHT!" Luke grinned widely and
chuckled as he saw the huge kinky smiles cross mother
and daughter's face.
Missy was caressing the unconscious boy's tight, bulbous
ass, "I don't know, I think his ass might be too tight
for your big old dick, Master Luke," she fretted, "All
the girls at school are always talking about Butch's
cute buns! If only they could see this!" Missy and Wendy
were now both massaging Butch's ass cheeks, spreading
them now, looking down to spy his pink, puckered hole
trying to hide deep inside.
"Maybe they WILL get to watch someday," Luke said,
"we'll have to invite your friends over. But this time
is just for the family. Now, flip this bitch over."
"What?" Wendy looked confused, "I thought-"
"BITCH, did I TELL you to think?!!" Luke made a motion
as if he was going to backhand her, but she cowered and
apologized profusely as she and Missy flipped Butch onto
his back.
Luke handed them rope for them to tie his hands to the
upper posts and Luke took the other ropes.
When they were finished, they saw what Luke had done.
Instead of tying Butch's legs to the lower posts spread-
eagled, he had tied the teen's shins to his thighs,
forcing them to remain bent at the knee such that his
heels were touching his ass. Then he'd tied the loose
ends of a rope that Luke had tied around the boy's
thighs so that they wrapped around his ribcage and tied
behind his back. This left Butch exposed in an obscene
pose were his knees were stuck up at the sides of his
chest, sticking his ass up off the bed a bit and leaving
his shy puckerhole completely exposed and utterly
defenseless.
Wendy and Missy marveled at the skill of the hogtying
Luke had pulled off. Clearly he had done this many times
before.
Luke ordered Wendy to get cold water from the toilet and
splash it on Butch's face to wake him up. She did so
obediently and Butch sputtered back to consciousness,
looking around confused and trying to make sense of his
predicament. Quickly he realized the severity of the
situation and his eyes bugged out.
"Wait- what the-" his voice was still hoarse from the
deep-throat fucking and pissing Luke had forced on him,
"stop-"
"Shhh..." Missy calmed him as Luke pulled Wendy from the
bed to prepare his cock. Missy stroked his hair and
whispered in her brother's ear, "It's going to hurt at
first, but you'll get used to it. You can take it."
Butch he watched his mother blowing Luke's massive black
tool with gusto. He didn't like the way she was leering
lustily at Butch while she was blowing Luke... no, not
at Butch, but as his asshole! She was getting HOT from
the idea that the big black dick she was getting hard
was going to be violating her own son's ass! Butch felt
a part of him die as he realized his mom was
masturbating while she tried valiantly to deep-throat
Luke's monster member.
Missy continued what was intended to be her soothing
reassurance (but which was actually freaking Butch the
fuck out!) "He's already rearranged MY bowels today,
you're going to love it - it's like nothing you've ever
felt!"
Butch looked into his sister's eyes expecting to still
find the loving, innocent girl he knew. Instead he saw
the eyes of a sex-crazed, brainwashed total perverted
cockwhore. She was lost.
Missy looked down to see her mom trying her best to
shove every last inch of Luke's stiffening dick into her
gullet and saw Luke point to the girl and gesture.
Quickly, she knew what Luke intended and she turned to
Butch and smiled a smile that made his stomach churn.
Slowly, Missy slid down Butch until she was between his
legs. He watched her incredulously. She knelt below him
and stuck her tongue out and flicked it at him. His eyes
widened when he realized what she meant to do.
"M-missy... no, don't-" was all he managed to mutter as
his sister lowered her head and proceeded to drive her
slick, pointy tongue into his asshole.
"Ungh!" he grunted as he felt the bizarre invasion. It
felt weird, but not painful. He resisted the sensations
that shot through him and focused on just how fucking
WRONG this whole thing was.
"Oh, God, no..." he moaned.
Missy ignored his pleas and really went to town on his
asshole as best she could - really getting in there,
spreading his cheeks with both hands and shoving her
tongue deep inside. She jerked her whole head back and
forth really fucking his tight hole with the full length
of her tongue.
"MMmMm, Mommy, his asshole is SO good!" she slurped and
groaned between thrusts.
But Wendy couldn't answer, she was now getting
facefucked HARD, holding on tight to Luke's powerful
thigh and riding out the throat-raping, barely holding
onto consciousness, doing her part to get Luke ready for
her son's ass.
Luke turned angrily to Butch.
"You stupid fucking FAGGOT! How DARE you come up in here
and COCK-BLOCK me while I'm BUTT-fuckin' your little
sister?!" Luke emphasized his words with extra-hard and
deep thrusts down Wendy's throat that made her choke and
gage.
Luke appeared genuinely enraged, "You NEVER, EVER
interrupt a black man's 'flow', whiteboy! He was pumpin'
up a nice, big load for your sister's ass, been workin'
on it for half an hour, takin' my time to make sure it
was a real good one, you know? And here this little
self-righteous pussy-boy had to come along and WRECK
it."
He shoved Wendy's head down all the way on his cock to
the base and held her there with his sinewy, muscular
arms for several seconds while he locked Butch's eyes
with his, burning his hatred into the boy's intimidated
skull. Luke pulled Wendy up and let her start to take a
sharp, short, desperate breath before resuming her face-
fucking in earnest.
"Now," Luke continued, "My only real option left is to
take out my blue-balls frustration on YOU and finish the
job on YOUR tight little pansy white ass." Luke sneered
as he looked at Butch's ass in a way that made Butch's
hole tighten involuntarily around Missy's probing
tongue, "Damn, it even LOOKS like a girl's ass," Luke
appraised it as he got even harder and pumped Butch's
mother's mouth extra roughly for several thrusts, nearly
knocking her off balance and forcing her to grab onto
him for dear life.
Finally Luke had enough and pulled out of Wendy's mouth
with a sudden jerk and she fell to the floor, exhausted.
He grabbed Missy by the hair and yanked her out of
Butch's now well-lubed anus.
"OH GOD, YEAH!" Missy rasped, "FUCK him, Master! FUCK
him NOW!"
"N-no, wait, PLEASE!" Butch began to whimper.
Luke ignored him and simply placed his fat head against
the helpless boy's dripping sphincter. Missy held it
open and stayed knelt beside Luke to get the best view
possible.
"DO IT!" Missy hissed with evil, perverse glee, "PLOW
his tight white little ass with that BIG FUCKING BLACK
COCK!!"
"No-NO!" Butch screamed as Luke applied just the tiniest
pressure to his vulnerable asshole.
"Jesus fucking Christ, somebody better shut this faggot
up before I lose my fucking good will here!" Luke
growled.
Wendy came over and grabbed Missy by the waist. She
maneuvered her daughter so that she sat down on Butch's
face. He gasped in horror as he saw Missy's shitty, cum-
dripping asshole lower onto his mouth, but he couldn't
move or turn away. Missy sneered as she applied her full
weight onto his face, sealing his mouth to her asshole
and effectively muffling him.
"Like that, Master?" Wendy smiled. Luke sneered in
approval and resumed pushing his cockhead through
Butch's slowly dilating anal ring.
This caused Butch to scream again which made Missy
inadvertently fart in his mouth since she was squatting.
"OOps!" Missy yelped with genuine surprise and
embarrassment, "I think I just farted in his mouth!"
Butch's eyes bugged out as he felt the expulsion in his
mouth and tasted the ass explosion. But what really
caught him by surprise and cut his scream short was the
dollop of thick, steaming jizz that shot out of Missy's
asshole when she farted and deposited itself right on
his tongue. It was the most DISGUSTING thing he'd ever
experienced. It was like ten massive, thick snots oozing
their way to the back of his throat and it took
everything he had not to barf right then and there.
Wendy's eyes widened as she saw Butch gagging and dry-
heaving from the wet fart and her pussy got wet with an
evil idea, "GOOD! Every time he opens his mouth to
complain, you fill it with a wet, nasty fart!"
"Oh, yeah!" Missy's face lit up, "awesome!"
Luke simply shook his head, "you bitches are too fuckin'
much!" he chuckled and pushed again, this time popping
the bulbous head of his rock-hard cock past the boy's
tight sphincter and into his anus.
Butch, again, could not hold back a scream of agony -
both physical and mental. And again it was cut short by
Missy blasting a hot fart into his disobedient mouth -
accompanied again by a large deposit of ass-baked black
man's jizz. This load was larger than the last as she
purposely forced it out with her ass muscles.
Now the thick gob of recycled, brown-stained cum sludge
was beginning to build up in the back of Butch's mouth
and he did his best to keep his throat closed and
breathe through his nose lest he choke on it or
accidentally swallow any.
"More, MORE!" Missy hissed as she watched Luke's thick
prick sliding slowly into Butch from her perfect vantage
point, "give it ALL to him!"
Luke slowly, diligently worked inch after inch into
Butch's ever-expanding poop chute. Missy cursed like a
sailor, cheering each new inch and calling Butch a wimp
sissy faggot taking all that beautiful black cock in his
slut ass like that. And each time Butch opened his mouth
to grunt, scream, protest or squeal, she punished him
with another foul, forceful fart and healthy dropping of
ass-spunk.
Wendy was awestruck, running her hands along Luke's
incredible body, watching it all go in, saying how big
and strong he is and how much of it is getting in there.
Missy looked down and squealed in delight, "Look!
Butchie's little dickie is getting all hard!"
Wendy looked at it and the girls both laughed at it,
their high-pitched giggles robbing Butch of yet more of
his manhood - a precious resource that was rapidly
dwindling with each new inch of Luke's fat cock that
disappeared into his bowels.
"Oh my god," Missy gasped in a conspiratorial tone, "he
must really be a FAGGOT! He must be loving this!"
"Mmm, yes, I guess so!" Wendy nodded in agreement as she
rubbed her hands over Luke's perfect, Adonis-like
chiseled physique.
"Is that is, Butchie?" Missy leaned back and looked back
between her ass cheeks at Butch's face, seeing the fear
and humiliation in his eyes, "are you just a little
faggot for black dick? You MUST be, your teenie-weenie
is so hard and Luke's only about halfway into your punk
ass!"
Butch tried to protest, but he just fell into Missy's
trap as she yelled "SHUT THE FUCK UP, FAGGOT!" and
farted another HUGE glob of thick, sticky, boiling and
well-churned spooge into his foolish mouth.
"And no stop being such a baby and swallow that shit
already!" Missy reached back and squeezed his nose shut
tight. Butch immediately began to panic - he bucked and
writhed and screamed into her ass, but this just gave
her the opportunity to excrete even MORE of the viscous
sludge from her gaping asshole into his rapidly-filling
mouth. Her high pitched cackle chilled Butch to the bone
- this little bitch was EVIL!
Luke kept forcing himself further and further into Butch
while Wendy kept a running commentary on how manly he
was and how big his dick was and how impressive the
sight was. And Butch could only hold his breath as long
as he could while he remained in a locked gaze with his
little sister's sinister demeanor.
But he could only hold out so long and, with a sickening
sense of defeat and abject humiliation, he surrendered
and gulped involuntarily swallowing a huge load of the
sickly thick and oozy ball-batter. Missy groaned in
arousal as she saw and felt him swallow - and swallow
again. And again. She flushed and began to rub her pussy
with her free hand, releasing a string of nasty insults
and curses at her poor big brother as he chugged down
Luke's stale load from her oozing anus.
"FUCK YEAH!" she hissed, "SWALLOW it ALL, FAGGOT! Get
USED to the taste cuz you're going to be getting a lot
MORE where THAT came from, you FUCKING CUM DUMPSTER!"
She frigged herself like mad while Wendy and Luke smiled
at each other in surprised appreciation.
"You BETTER fucking swallow EVERY-" she punctuated this
with another squirt of warmed-over jizz from her asshole
"-DROP-" *squirt* "-FAGGOT!" *squelch* "Yeah - swallow
it down into your BELLY, fag-boy, and soon you're going
to get ANOTHER FRESH load right up in your OTHER end!
You WANT that, don't you, BITCH?!!"
Butch merely groaned at the thought and got another
great gob of steaming butt-spunk for the trouble.
"FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!!" Luke hissed and Missy turned back to
see what was going on.
"Oh my GOD" Wendy exhaled in astonishment, "It's ALL the
way in!"
"OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK!" this put Missy over the edge and
she came hard on all four of her fingers now frigging
her dripping cunt madly. Luke ground his fully-imbedded,
rock hard cock into the boy's fully-stretched bowels and
flexed his cock in a way that made it swell and jerk
inside the helpless boy.
Butch cried out in surprise and abasement, which was
terrible timing because Missy was cumming so hard that
she shat the rest of Luke's epic load (from her
devirginizing ass-rape earlier that day) with explosive
force into Butch's open throat. It spewed from her
quivering butthole like a fire-hydrant, flooding his
mouth with thick, ropey strands that he had no choice
but to gulp and guzzle down as she rode his face to her
bone-rattling orgasm.
Wendy was now standing next to Luke, fingering her own
pussy and kissing his ear passionately. She breathed a
plaintive request into his ear, "please, Master, please
fuck this little faggot like a girl... please make him
your sissy bitch and take his boy-pussy like a REAL
MAN!"
That was all the encouragement Luke needed, because he
immediately pulled almost all the way out and then
HAMMERED the FULL length of his prodigious, punishing
iron sex-rod back into the boy's upturned asshole,
Luke's heavy balls slamming against Butch's ass with a
loud *THWACK*!
Butch screamed at this and Missy's eyes shot open,
coming to after her powerful orgasm.
"HOLY FUCK!" she exclaimed, "FUCK YEAH! FUCK THAT ASS!
REAM OUT THAT BITCH!"
Luke proceeded to pound Butch's ass like it was a
stubborn nail in a wall. His incredible cock was nothing
but a blur as he used every powerful, magnificent muscle
in his rippling body to plunge the full length of his
man-hammer into the poor boy's bowels over and over and
OVER again. Luke was grunting and snorting like a
stallion at full throttle, each mighty buck, shove and
hump driving his full endowment into the deepest
recesses of the completely prostrate and powerless
teenage cock-pocket.
Butch made no attempt to keep his mouth shut now and he
wailed like a wounded dog into Missy's sticky asshole.
He couldn't hold it back, the sheer intensity of the
experienced was forcing it out of him. He had no measure
of control over his pitiful, wracked, ravaged body.
Wendy leaned forward and kissed Luke deeply as she
fingered himself and he continued to punish her son's
asshole like a hardened criminal. Missy had no intention
of being left out and joined them turning it into a
three-way tongue-twisting make-out session of primal
passion and total abandon.
This tempo continued unabated for what felt like an
eternity to Butch, but was really only about 5 minutes.
Luke's jackhammer was like an unstoppable freight train
crashing over and over again into his depths. The huge
black man ruthlessly and mercilessly pounded his
ravished rear with brutal intensity and ferocious
savagery until, at last, he begins to moan and groan.
Missy and Wendy pull back to watch the show, knowing
what's coming.
"FUCK YEAH," Missy spits, "FUCKIN' SHOOT YOUR LOAD ALL
THE WAY UP IN THAT FAGGOT'S SISSY GUTS!!" She's now
fingering herself again and building up for yet another
powerful climax.
"RRRAAAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!" Luke's deep bass roar thundered
from his powerful chest and shook the bones of everyone
in the room. His first boiling batch of black baby-
batter erupted from his throbbing beast-cock and blasted
into Butch's defiled and abused guts with such force it
caused Butch to inhale sharply (only to get a lungful of
nasty gas from Missy's leaky hole).
The pulsations and spasms of Luke's massive loads as
they coursed down the considerable length of his mighty
schlong were so powerful that they beat on Butch's badly
swollen prostate like a drum. Butch couldn't help it -
his body was doing only what it was made to do -
reacting to overwhelming stimuli in the only way it knew
how.
Missy was watching this with transfixed wonderment and
saw the very moment when Butch's relatively meager but
rock-hard member jerked and ejaculated its own thick
rope of spunk all over the boy's washboard abs. It
wasn't a small load, but pathetic when compared to the
torrential flood of REAL man's potent seed being pumped
into Butch's belly at that very same moment.
Missy lost all control of both her own arousal and her
bowels - she came harder than ever before,
simultaneously squeezing out a massive load of shit into
her brother's open and unsuspecting mouth! It had been
packed hard by the multiple rough and deep assfuckings
Luke had given her earlier, so it was dense and heavy
and THICK. Nonetheless, it shot out of her ass with ease
as she came and came and came.
"OHFUCK I'm FUCKING SHITTING IN HIS MOUTH!!" Missy
screamed as she bucked and ground her hips down on
Butch's trapped, crap-packed face.
Luke, for his part, continued blowing his legendary load
into Butch's guts. But Wendy had to go back and see if
what Missy was saying was true.
Sure enough, when Wendy looked back behind her daughter,
she immediately smelled the extremely foul odor of shit
as it crammed into her son's mouth, some of it oozing
out around her distended asshole and between his lips.
His eyes were wide and rolled back in his head, he was
completely lost to the world, overwhelmed with so many
sensations at once he had transcended from the state of
being a sentient, cognate human to that of a used,
degraded and thoroughly-debased animal.
Missy watched as Butch's puny pecker bobbed and flapped
with each powerful thrust and jerk of Luke's spasming,
exploding dick inside him. Despite her feeding him her
shitty load, his little dick continued to spew its own
barrage of fucksauce, wimpy and impotent as it was
compared to Luke's potent, virile spunk.
"OH JESUS FUCK, GODDAMN MOTHERFUCK- UNGH!" Wendy came
hard as she nearly fisted herself watching all of this.
Missy, Wendy and Butch all rode their simultaneous
climaxes out to the point of exhaustion. Only when the
screaming and moaning and profuse profanity subsided did
they come back to conscious thought. Missy was still
sitting on Butch's face, his chin and neck now drenched
in her cum. Wendy lay on the bed next to them,
completely spent. Butch lay there entirely motionless,
his flaccid pee-wee now dribbling a few last feeble
drops of boy-jizz.
Luke was still buried to the hilt inside Butch and still
hard as a rock.
"Oh my god, that was-" Missy started.
"UNGH!" Luke interrupted her as he consciously flexed
his muscular ass cheeks and squeezed off one more spurt
into Butch's already overfilled bowels, making the boy
groan in reflexive response.
"Holy SHIT, are you STILL-" Missy began in disbelief.
"UNGH!" Luke grunted again, ejaculating once more.
Butch moaned longer this time in response.
"FUCK!" Missy exclaimed in reverence, "you're some kind
of sex GOD!"
Luke looked up at the transfixed girl, locked his eyes
with hers and grunted one last time as he, by force of
will and extreme discipline of body, expelled the last
spurt from his balls into her brother's fully-saturated
colon. Butch whimpered in reply and Missy moaned in
appreciation.
Missy kissed Luke deeply and passionately, forcing out
the end of her long and immense turd and leaving it
crammed on top of the rest of the shit densely packed
into Butch's mouth. She lifted herself off of Butch as
Luke finally, mercifully pulled his softening mega-cock
from the boy's anal depths.
Missy admired her work - Butch's mouth was truly packed
full to the brim and his cheeks bulged obscenely with
her crap. She smiled in self-satisfaction at her "magnum
opus".
Wendy smelled the stench and looked over, still half in
a fuck-bliss dream state. When she saw Butch's full,
gaping mouth with just the tip of the shit-berg sticking
out from the top, she swore involuntarily, "holy shit!"
Missy and Wendy looked at each other and cracked up at
the literally appropriate exclamation, falling to the
bed and clutching their bellies as they laughed and
rolled around, convulsing, tears running down their
cheeks.
Butch was utterly humiliated, but barely aware of his
situation.
"Damn, that stinks!" Luke disappeared for several
minutes as Wendy and Missy laughed their asses off at
Butch's predicament.
Unfortunately for Butch he came around more and more
each minute and became acutely aware of every sensation
- the incredibly foul taste of shit packing his mouth,
his gaping asshole dripping a puddle of thick spooge on
the bed and... was that cum drying on his belly? But
Luke came *inside* him didn't he? How did... Suddenly,
with horror, Butch realized his own prick was sticky
with dried cum and that the dried jizz on his belly must
have been... HIS!
Could it really be? Did he really actually fucking CUM
while being ass-raped by some black monster and eating
shit and stale nut-batter from his sister's asshole?!
What the fuck had happened to him?!
He looked around and realized he was tied up securely,
there was no escaping the situation. But at least he
could try to spit out the foul mess in his mouth. He
tried to push it out with his tongue, but only managed
to bury his tongue into it, sending new nauseating waves
of incredibly disgusting taste sensations coursing
through his brain. He gagged and tried to squeeze the
shit out with his cheeks and was making some kind of
progress when Luke suddenly appeared and slapped a piece
of packing tape across the startled boy's mouth,
securing Missy's full load in there for good!
"Oo, good idea!" Missy chirped.
"THAT oughtta keep the stench contained," Luke's
nostrils flared in disgust, "until the bitch eats it
all."
Butch groaned and bucked, but Luke handed Missy and
Wendy the packing tape and they eagerly finished the
job, wrapping a few more layers around his head to
secure it.
"THERE!" Missy exclaimed with pride, "that dump is going
nowhere but DOWN!" she patted Butch on his sexy
washboard abs, "right into that hungry little belly of
yours, toilet-boy!"
Butch groaned, surrendering. There was nothing he could
do. But at least his ordeal was over now.
Or so he thought.
Luke produced the dog collar and leash that he'd used on
Wendy and told her to put it on Butch. She obeyed and
Luke
untied Butch's legs and then his arms. Butch would have
tried to escape but his muscles were so sore and spent
that he could barely move them, much less make a break
for it. Luke then tied Butch's arms behind his back
securely so that his wrists were tied to the opposite
elbows making it impossible to get his hands free and
making him arch his back unnaturally.
Luke then handed Missy a giant black butt-plug and
harness and showed her how to use it.
Missy understood and sucked up as much of Luke's cum
that had oozed out of Butch's gaping asshole and spat it
back in before sealing it shut with the massive plug.
She secured it with the harness and explained to Butch,
"let's make sure all those potent black spermies each
get their chance to knock you up, pussy-boy!" She
giggled as she snapped the padlock shut that secured the
harness and handed the key back to Luke.
Luke yanked on the leash and dragged the used and abused
teen to the bathroom. Butch wobbled after the black
goliath on wobbly legs and dropped to the floor,
kneeling over the toilet when Luke pushed him down. Luke
then tied the other end of the leash securely around the
toilet and locked it in place with yet another padlock.
"There, now he's a real toilet," Luke grinned placing
his fists on his hips and towering over the thoroughly
defeated boy in a triumphant stance.
"Oh, that is SO fucking RAD," Missy squealed, "a real
human toilet!"
"Alright, bitches, back in the bathtub," he roughly
grabbed each by the arm and hoisted them into the tub,
"you fuckin' whores kneel here and watch him until he
swallows that whole fuckin' load. I'm fuckin' starving,
so I'm gonna go downstairs and have a snack while bitch-
boy here enjoys his meal."
Missy and Wendy knelt obediently, staring up at their
black Master with utter submission and nodded their
acquiescence.
"And no fucking touching yourselves or each other - save
that shit for later, GOT IT?!" Luke bellowed for effect.
Missy and Wendy flinched at the volume of the command
and nodded again.
"Yes, Master," they conceded in unison.
"Good, good bitches," Luke smiled and turned to Butch.
He gave him one, tremendous SPANK on the ass that made
Butch cry out through the shit in his mouth and jump
nearly off his feet.
"And YOU, bitch number three - your better be finished
with that fucking turd by the time I come back up here
or I'm gonna give you an even bigger fuckin' shit log
from my OWN ass to chew on, GOT IT?!" he again thwacked
Butch with violence force, this time on the other cheek.
Butch cried and nodded in fear and hopelessness. As Luke
left, satisfied in his slaves' submission, Butch felt
two large hand-sized welts forming on his butt-cheeks,
burning hot and raw, and he bit down into the massive
shit-ball in his mouth and began chewing...
Downstairs, Luke looked in the fridge and was again
disgusted with the sad selection. It was all "rabbit
food" and healthy, organic shit. Nothing to feed a real,
honestly-earned appetite like his. He pulled on his
jeans and went out to the nearest convenience store
where he bought two large roast beef sandwiches and two
40-ounce REAL beers, all of which he ate and drank down
on the way back to the Whitebread's estate.
After a full 45 minutes, Butch had finally swallowed the
last awful lump of crap from Missy's ass - and just in
time. A refueled, recharged and fully nude Luke came
barreling in and ripped off the masking tape carelessly
and without ceremony or care for Butch's delicate white
skin. Butch screamed as it came off and Luke shoved his
fat fingers in his mouth to inspect it for extraneous
chunks of shit.
Satisfied when he found none, Luke smiled, "well, we
might just make a good, obedient bitch of you yet,
faggot!"
Butch could take no more of this constant humiliation
and denigration of his manhood, "f-f-FUCK YOU, YOU
FUCKIN' NIGGER!!"
Missy and Wendy audibly gasped and Luke's eyes instantly
filled with absolute RAGE.
He slammed Butch's face down on the toilet seat as he
roughly ripped off Butch's soaking, filthy jock strap
and shoved it in his mouth, gagging him. Butch never
even got to utter a word in objection before Luke had
unlocked the buttplug harness, yanked out the gargantuan
plug and was shoving his fat black mushroom-shaped prick
head into the bound boy's tight pink asshole!
"BITCH, I'm gonna keep teachin you this lesson over and
over until you admit you're nothin' but a WHITEBOY
FAGGOT and you fuckin' BEG me to do you the FAVOR of
shootin' my load in your ass!"
Luckily for Butch, while most of Luke's earlier load had
been absorbed into his intestines, enough of it remained
to lube his ass enough for Luke's prick to thrust into
him without tearing him up inside. So it didn't hurt AS
agonizingly as it could when Luke grabbed Butch by the
shoulders, bore down with his considerable strength and
rammed the full, furious 14 inches of his throbbing
meat-hammer into Butch's defenseless white boy-butt.
Butch bucked and screamed into the sweaty jockstrap gag
and held on to the toilet with all his might as he was
taken on the ride of his life! Luke proceeded to
ferociously butt-fuck the white teen, spanking his
tight, white ass cheeks each time he pulled out,
reddening one side then the other.
Wendy and Missy's cunts burned and dripped with desire
as they watched, desperately wishing to touch
themselves. But neither dared disobey their majestic
black master. They simply contented themselves in
watching this exquisite display of manliness before
them, one large, black, stallion of a man completely
dominating and emasculating the inferior specimen, bent
over on his knees, ass sticking in the air, trussed up
and squealing like a little girl.
Neither female had truly known what a real man was
before, but this demonstration etched into their minds
forever the hierarchy of Man and sissy in the world.
Their poor, weak little brother had seemed manly to them
before this day, but he was as much like a helpless
little girl in Luke's handling as Wendy or Missy were.
There was no distinction.
After a good 20 minutes of fierce sodomizing, Luke
grabbed Butch's collar and yanked it HARD, bending him
backwards as far as his binds would allow and looked
right in his eyes, screaming in his face as he drove his
colossal cock-club completely into the boy's guts and
emptied his elephantine, swollen balls of their enormous
load. Jet after hot jet of copious, thick baby batter
shot down the considerable length of Luke's engorged
fuckstick and exploded out the flared head with a force
that made Butch flinch with each scalding splattering of
heavy spunk against his intestinal walls.
Wendy and Missy counted at least 10 contractions of
Luke's heavy hanging nuts, in awe at the amount of man
seed the black beast must have been pumping into Butch's
poor belly yet again. Wendy noticed Butch's own meager
little penis was rock-hard and dripping pre-cum. Maybe
it was from the incredible assault on Butch's prostate,
but maybe Butch was actually becoming a bitch for Big
Black Cock just like Wendy and Missy. As Luke continued
to pump her son's reddened, sore ass, Butch's cock
twitched and began to spurt cum of its own, feeble as it
was.
"YEAH, I TOLD YA, FAGGOT!" Luke bellowed as he pumped
the boy full of his second load of potent nigger seed
and watched the boy cumming despite himself, "I TOLD YA
YOU NOTHIN' BUT A FUCKIN' WHITEBOY FAGGOT FOR MY *BIG*"
- Luke's cock plunged to its full depth and fired a
powerful salvo of manseed into Butch's totally
subjugated asshole - "*BLACK*" - again, another
incredible thrust and even bigger, hotter load exploded
into the boy's bowels - "*COCK*!!!" this time Luke drove
it home, lifting Butch off the floor with only his
massive, rigid cock holding him up and his big, black
muscular ass-cheeks clenched and unclenched in rapid
thrusts as he pumped explosive spurt after copious spurt
into the suspended and shocked teen's guts.
Butch's little boy-clit of a dick flopped with the
thrusts, spraying his own paltry, sad seed uselessly
around the bathroom. The teen wept as he came, ashamed
that he had been used so and that his body had betrayed
him in this way, again.
But his mother, instead, felt pride. Pride in her son
for accepting his place like Wendy and Missy and finding
pleasure in bringing pleasure to their new black master.
After Luke had finally blasted the last of his potent
jizz into Butch, he lowered him down, released his death
grip on the collar and allowed him to collapse in
exhaustion on the toilet. But he kept his semi-hard dick
still buried to the balls in the boy's ass. Nobody spoke
and for several moments the only sound was the heavy
breathing of Luke and the limp, spent teenager. When,
after some time, Luke started slowly pumping Butch's
still-red ass again, stiffening yet again, all Butch
could do in protest was groan.
"That was just your second load, bitch-boy," Luke
growled, "consider that the appetizer!" Wendy and Missy
exchanged incredulous looks at the virility and stamina
of the black paragon of masculinity before them. He
began to pick up the pace and was soon pounding Butch's
punished poop-chute with a brutal tempo that shook the
cabinetry and caused their contents to come clattering
to the ground.
Chapter 4: CHUCK, THE FATHER
It was then that the patron of the family, 45-year-old
Chuck Whitebread, came home after a hard day of work at
the office.
The first thing Chuck noticed that seemed off to him was
that his newspaper was still in the driveway. He read
the newspaper every day when he got home - religiously.
He would come home, take the newspaper and go read it in
the bathroom while his wife set the table for dinner.
Everybody knew how important the paper was to him and
how irate he would get if anyone even dared rifle
through it before him. Yet here it was, still sitting at
the end of the driveway at the end of the day. It was
wet from the noon thunderstorm and it looked like
someone had run it over. He got out of his car and
picked it up in disgust.
Chuck had pulled up to the house and immediately spied
the unknown black van parked in his driveway. He got out
of his car wearing a suit and carrying his briefcase. He
looked in the windows of the van but they were tinted
and he couldn't see much of anything inside. He walked
to his front door, carrying his keys and eying his house
suspiciously. Did someone give Butch a ride home from
football practice and decide to hang out in HIS house?
When he got to the door, he noticed it was ajar, "Damn
bitch better not have left the door open when she went
shopping..." he muttered to himself.
In the foyer, Chuck had set his briefcase and keys down
on the side table, then closed and locked the door
behind him. He looked around expectantly.
"Honey? Honey are you here?" Chuck had walked around a
bit, taking off his coat and tie, "Butch? Missy? Anyone
home?" He was getting irate that his wife was not
waiting for him with dinner as usual.
Chuck had searched the entire first floor, looked out to
the kennel and shouted down into the basement. Nobody
was around. In the kitchen, he noticed she had left out
one of her stupid bibles and she must have dropped a tea
cup and didn't bother to clean up the mess. This pissed
Chuck off - he'd had a stressful day at a job he hates
working with people that annoy him for a boss he can't
stand. And he has to come home to shit like this. It was
supposed to be Wendy's job to keep the house in order
and have dinner for him on the table.
"Fucking stupid cunt," he growled, "how hard to I have
to slap her to knock some sense into that thick skull of
hers! When she gets back...!"
Chuck wiped the sweat from his brow - it was a scorcher
out there today. He didn't work outside, he was desk-
bound at his office, but the air conditioner in his car
was out (again!) and he was burning up. He opened the
fridge and pulled out an O'Doul's - he didn't believe in
drinking alcohol but had been in a frat in college so
had gotten used to the taste of O’Doul’s. He popped the
top off and chugged down more than half of it before he
realized it tasted really strange and wasn't really even
very cold.
"Blech!" he made a face at it. It must have gone bad, he
figured. He wondered if maybe the electricity had gone
out during the day and the beer had gone bad. He set the
beer down in disgust, sticking out his tongue and
shaking his head at the foul taste. He couldn't believe
how different beer tasted when it spoiled.
Chuck picked up his tattered, soggy newspaper with
derisive snort and headed up to his favorite bathroom -
the most spacious one in the house, off the master
bedroom. It was his sanctuary - the one place in the
house he could go to be alone with nobody bothering him
or pestering him. Aside from his wife, he didn't allow
anyone else - family or guests - to use that bathroom.
It has his sacred space. A home may be a man's castle,
but that bathroom was his throne!
When he opened the door, his eyes open wide shot and he
dropped the newspaper. He was shell-shocked at the sight
before him - the abomination occurring in his bathroom.
His wife, his daughter... his SON! The great, big black
giant defiling the pride and joy of his loins in such
obscene fashion!
His wife and his daughter (Missy and Wendy) were naked
in the bathtub with their hands behind their backs and
their heads bowed, faces flushed red with shame. Chuck's
jock son Butch was bent over the toilet with his face
resting on top of the back of the toilet, hands tied
behind his back and a dirty jockstrap stuffed in his
mouth. A dog collar around his neck was hooked to a
leash tied to the toilet pipe so that he couldn't stand
up straight.
Luke was fucking his son up the ass and Butch's virgin
anus was being stretched beyond belief to accommodate
Luke's veiny 14 inch long, 4 inch wide giant black cock.
Luke was plunging it in nice and deep and Butch's eyes
were rolled back as sweat poured down his face and he
grimaced with every thrust.
Butch had heard the door open and the newspaper fall and
turned to his father standing, paralyzed in the doorway.
Butch's muffled screamed alerted Missy and Wendy who
looked up, too, but did nothing.
"Holy- what the fuck?!?!" Chuck exclaimed.
"Well, shit, if it ain't 'Father Knows Best'!" Luke
chuckled with arrogant disrespect, sneering at the
impotent white cuckold in the doorway.
Chuck, however, had been quicker to action than his son
had been and bolted as soon as he made eye contact with
Luke. Owing to his prodigious prick being buried balls-
deep in Chuck's son's ass, Luke took a little too long
to give chase. He yanked his monster cock out of Butch
with so much force that Butch sharply inhaled
involuntarily, sounding like he was taking a breath
after nearly drowning and he collapsed without Luke's
support.
Chasing Chuck out of the spacious bathroom, his cum-
slick dick flinging shit-stained jizz everywhere, Luke
stopped at the threshold, having lost him, "where the
fuck did that cracker get to?" he grumbled.
Chuck was hiding in the back of his walk-in closet,
fumbling with an old shoe box. Opening it, he sighed in
relief to see his gun, a .44 Smith & Wesson pistol he'd
bought against his wife's wished years and years ago
when there had been reports about a break-in in a nearby
neighborhood. He took it out and saw the magazine was
still in it and it was loaded. But he silently cursed as
he remembered the trigger lock his wife had forced him
to buy since their kids were still young at the time,
"fucking stupid cunt!" he muttered.
"Peek-a-boo, bitch!" Luke yelled as he tore open the
closet doors. Chuck was shocked and hid the gun behind
his back. Luke hadn't seen it, he grabbed Chuck by the
neck and hauled him out of the closet, throwing him into
the bedroom. Wendy, Missy and Butch could all see Chuck
now. Luke was advancing on him, but then Chuck
brandished the gun and stopped Luke cold in his tracks.
"Hold it right fucking there, asshole!" Chuck yelled,
but he seemed more scared than brave. He was shaking and
holding the gun awkwardly with both hands to hide the
trigger lock.
Luke halted and raised his hands a bit, "whoa, now, hold
on-"
"No! You get the fuck out of my house, right now!" Chuck
demanded, keeping his arms outstretched, pointing the
loaded, but locked, gun straight at Luke's chest. Chuck
glanced to the nightstand beside Luke and suddenly
remembered where he kept the key for the trigger-lock.
In the nightstand on his side of their large king bed.
He began to sweat and tried not to look at the
nightstand and give himself away.
"Get out?" Luke asked, cautious but curious, "that's it?
Not gonna call the police?"
"Look, you just get the fuck out of here, alright?! I'm
not fucking kidding!" Chuck was practically a nervous
wreck, why didn't this black fucker just RUN?! He was
circling, now, toward the nightstand, trying to get Luke
away from it.
Luke was moving, too, away from the nightstand and
towards the door. Luke looked at Chuck, at the fear in
his eyes, at his quivering hands and the awkward grip he
had on the gun. He stopped in front of the doorway.
"Go!" Chuck yelled, now beside the nightstand. He tried
to picture exactly where the key was, in the middle
compartment in the hidden shallow drawer built into the
top of the nightstand. He wondered if he could open the
drawer, get out the key and remove the lock before Luke
could get to him. Judging by Luke's impressive physique,
he didn't like his chances.
"I don't think you ever fired a gun in your life," Luke
proffered, palms still showing, but standing his ground
in front of the bathroom door, "I don't think you CAN
shoot me."
"W-What?!" Chuck stuttered, surprised at the balls on
this black fucker... figuratively and literally, "What
the f-fuck does THAT mean?!"
"Bitch, if some motherfucker broke into MY house and
fucked MY wife, daughter and SON," Luke shouted, "I
wouldn't yell at him to 'get out', I'd SHOOT the
motherfuckin' bitch!"
The volume and sudden aggression in Luke's voice made
Chuck wince. Luke saw this and his eyes narrowed while
Chucks widened with fear. Luke slowly began to lower his
hands.
"C'mon, whiteboy, ain't you a man?" Luke began to tease
him, "ain't you got the BALLS to protect your wife and
family?"
"D-don't test me!" Chuck blurted out, but it sounded
more like a plea than a threat, "I-I'm calling the cops
right now!" He reached behind him, making as if he was
going to grab the phone, but he was really feeling for
the hidden compartment.
"You fuckin' pussy-ass wimp," Luke sneered, his hands
now down and his posture relaxing from one of caution to
a more predatory hunch, "you sorry-ass excuse for a
fuckin' man." Chuck glanced behind him and Luke took a
step forward.
Chuck snapped his attention back toward Luke and cocked
the trigger, which gave the black man pause, at least
for another moment. Chuck reached back and found the
drawer. He quickly yanked it open.
"What the fuck are you-" Luke began to say, but quickly
figured out what was going on. Without Chuck's other
hand on the gun, he could see the white man didn't have
a finger in the trigger guard, there was a lock on the
gun! Chuck had pulled out the key and was now fumbling
with trying to get it in the lock!
Luke lunged forward and Butch yelled "DAD!" from the
bathroom. Chuck snapped his head up, pure terror in his
eyes as he unlocked the trigger guard and removed it.
But Luke had gotten to him too fast. Chuck had
backpedaled, but fell backward over the nightstand,
throwing him off balance. Luke backhanded the gun out of
Chuck's grasp and it went flying to the opposite side of
the room, landing with a heavy thud in the thick
carpeting.
Butch screamed "NOO!! DAAAAADD!" as Luke grabbed Chuck
by the neck and twisted his arm behind his back. With a
feral roar, he hauled him onto the bed, still stained
and soaked with the combined sweat and cum from his
wife's day-long rape. Luke had his weight on the face-
down white man and pinned him there, growling in his
ear, "Now, WHITEBOY, you're gonna see what a REAL man
does!"
Luke reached down and roughly yanked down Chuck's slacks
and tighty-whities in one quick motion, exposing his
pale, flabby ass. Chuck strained and grunted in despair,
but then he saw his wife.
Wendy was standing by the bed, holding the gun.
Luke turned and saw this, too. He lifted Chuck off the
bed and held him in front of himself.
Wendy seemed to be in a daze. She was just standing
there, gun in her hand, arm limp. She was looking at it
as if trying to understand what it was.
Missy walked out and stood beside her, looking down at
the gun, too. Chuck was beside himself in fear and
bewilderment - his wife and daughter stood before him
and his captor, completely naked, making no show of
modesty, coated in piss and cum and... who knew what
else. They almost seemed hypnotized, standing there as
in a trance, moving as if in slow-motion.
But felt like his salvation had arrived, he called out
to his wife to snap her out of it and goad her into
action, "Wendy! Honey! Buttercups!" he tried to get her
attention. Luke was silent, assessing the situation.
Wendy acted as if she'd heard something distant, far
away and slowly lifted her head, her unfocused gaze
coming to rest on her husband's face.
"Wendy... Shoot!" Chuck urged her - he didn't care if
Luke was using him as some kind of shield, the even the
real threat of being shot would probably make him
release him and run, "For God's sake, shoot the
bastard!"
Wendy looked back down at the gun. She raised it about
to her hip, but not really pointing it. Then she looked
back at Chuck.
"Do it, Wendy!" Chuck shouted, "Shoot that fucking
nigger for breaking into our house and messing with our
family!!
Wendy then turned her gaze to Luke, now pointing the gun
towards him, but still holding it more like it was a
curiosity than a weapon. Then she slowly began to walk
towards Chuck and Luke, getting closer, holding the gun
more tightly. Missy made no move, she simply watched her
mother.
Chuck watched wide-eyed as Wendy got close to them,
within a couple feet, now pointing the gun, however
daintily, at Luke.
"Shoot him, Mom!" came Butch's muffled cry from the
bathroom.
Wendy looked into Luke's eyes. She didn't see fear,
there, though. She only saw strength, even in the face
of the gun. He stood there, arrogant and dominant as
ever. His angry, deep brown eyes burning into her.
Proud. Strong. Superior.
Wendy turned her gaze to Chuck.
"Do it!" Chuck was practically pleading with her now,
struggling weakly against Luke's powerful hold. Wendy
looked in Chuck's eyes. She didn't see strength in them,
only fear. His soft face, his mealy mouth, his small
eyes. He looked small. Scared. Weak. Inferior.
Chuck then watched in confusion Wendy's view drifted
down his body and came to rest on his bare crotch. Wendy
was looking at his exposed, flaccid little pink member,
barely peeking out from his thatch of thin, blonde
public hair. He felt his tiny, cold prick twitch and
shrink from her attention. He wasn't just small-dicked,
he had hypogonadism - made worse by his aging reducing
his natural, already-low testosterone production. It was
a condition that made men more feminine. Narrow
shoulders, womanly hips, no facial or chest hair, even
small breast-like fatty deposits. But worst of all, his
dick was only 2 inches long - hard. When soft, it almost
completely retreated into his foreskin and belly fat,
like it was just now.
Chuck then watched as his wife's gaze shifted to the
side and settled on Luke's crotch. Chuck couldn't stop
himself from looking - he knew he shouldn't have, but
there it was. Luke's enormous ebony horsecock; even
flaccid it hung with such a weight and preponderance as
to make Chuck's tiny member shrivel even more at the
mere sight of it, until it had completely hidden itself,
as if in fear of the big black monster dick. Chuck's
heart sank as his weenis shrank.
Wendy looked back up into Luke's eyes and he smiled as
she handed him the gun. Luke released Chuck's arm from
behind his back and took the gun.
"Wh-wha..." Chuck closed his eyes and dropped his head
in defeat. In the distance, echoing in the hollow room,
he could hear his son, pride of his loins, sobbing like
a little girl.
Wendy maintained eye contact with Luke as she fell to
her knees at his feet. She lifted his heavy schlong with
what seemed like reverence and slowly began stoking the
dirty mammoth member. She lifted it up against the flat
of his muscular belly with both hands and lowered her
mouth to one of his balls and began lovingly,
submissively sucking it, taking its immensity into her
mouth, bulging her cheek as she lavished it with her
tongue.
Luke smiled down at Wendy and turned the gun on Chuck,
holding him only by the hair, yanking his head back
painfully. Chuck dared not move or struggle. He had the
feeling Luke would have no hesitation in using it.
"Well, well, faggot, looks like you're in a world of
shit now!" Luke sneered at him.
Missy had come over and she looked into her father's
eyes with a defiant grin and wrapped her arms around one
of Luke's impressively muscular, thick arms. Chuck
couldn't believe the willingness of his own wife to
submit to this black bastard, but he was truly injured
by the contemptuous glee he saw in his daughter's eyes.
Missy pulled herself up on her tippy-toes and Luke
lowered his ear just enough for her to whisper something
into it. Chuck couldn't hear it, but whatever it was, it
made her giggle and her face flush.
Luke looked down at her smirking, "Good idea, bitch..."
he turned to Chuck and let him go, "On your knees,
faggot."
Chuck's eyes widened in shock. He looked back and forth
at his daughter and Luke. Missy was grinning devilishly,
but Luke was all business, serious as a heart attack.
Chuck briefly considered bolting, but he knew Luke would
either catch him easily or gun him down with ease before
he got more than a few steps. Despite himself, he looked
down again. His wife was looking up at him, both giant
black balls in her mouth now, bulging out her cheeks
obscenely like a chipmunk storing up its nuts for the
winter. Her tongue was working hard, sweeping and
slurping around both balls, then out to lick and massage
the big black rapist's muscular taint.
Luke's towering prick seemed to be coming out right at
him like a special effect in a 3D horror movie. It was
mesmerizing, the size and weight of it. It looked mean,
unforgiving with its giant bulbous mushroom head,
already leaking pre-cum, its impossibly thick, veiny
trunk. It throbbed at him, held him there like a giant
snake paralyzing its prey with its hypnotic movements
before the strike.
Missy let go of Luke's arm and sauntered over to her
father, taking him by the arm with one hand and putting
her other hand on top of his head. She pushed downward,
making her father slowly sink to his knees.
Chuck seemed to belatedly realize what was happening; he
looked behind him to his daughter absentmindedly
stuttering, "M-Missy?"
Presently, he was on his knees before the imposing
monster looming over him, filling him with dread.
"Get to work, whiteboy," Luke reminded him.
Missy leaned down and chirped in his ear with girlish
enthusiasm, "Go on daddy, suck his big black cock!"
Tears welled up in Chuck's eyes and he looked up at
Luke's unforgiving stern countenance. "W-what did you do
to them?" he choked, the tears now freely running down
his cheeks.
"Nothin' I'm not gonna do to you," Luke promised
menacingly, "now get down on it, faggot!"
Missy now whispered advice into her father's ear, almost
conspiratorially, "better do as he says, Daddy, he's
VERY strong..." she grinned sadistically. Then she began
to push forward on her father's head, inching it
inexorably toward Luke's filthy cock, soiled by the
insides of every member of his family.
Chuck tried to pull back halfheartedly but Missy held
firm. Chuck looked around desperately - first at Missy,
evil with lust, then Luke, unrelenting, at Wendy, lost
in servitude and back at Butch - Butch watching from the
bathroom, still leashed to the toilet, his asshole still
gaping wide from his fucking. Only Butch seemed to be as
in despair as Chuck, but he was tied and bound and
completely helpless, not to mention fucked into utter
submission by Luke already.
The head of Luke's fat cock was against Chuck's lips now
and Missy started applying pressure to the back of his
head. He looked down again and saw his wife, lust
filling her eyes, fingering herself slowly as she
watched her husband's humiliation from below. Luke's
free hand came down and squeezed Chuck's jaw, forcing it
open. Missy then pushed down on Chuck's head using her
body as leverage; slowly Luke's cockhead slipped between
his lips and into his mouth. Wendy moaned softly, her
eyes widening, pupils dilating. Further and further,
Missy pushed her father's head down onto the massive
cock, all of her weight now pressing down and making him
deep-throat it.
"That's it Daddy," she praised him, "take it all down...
it seems like a lot but you'll get used to it!"
When Chuck was about halfway down, Missy felt
resistance. She frowned at this, frustrated. She grabbed
him by the hair with both hands and began roughly
pumping his head up and down on Luke's thick black dick,
causing obscene slurping, choking noises to issue from
deep in his gullet. Drool and mucus flowed down the
length of Luke's filthy rod, running onto Wendy's face,
covering it with slime. She either didn't notice it or
didn't care, she didn't acknowledge it at all, lost as
she was in her big black cock delirium.
"Mmm..." Luke moaned with genuine appreciation, his cock
stiffening even more, throbbing and somehow -
inconceivably - getting thicker, "your whole family is
good at suckin' cock, Chucky! You should be proud- yo
mouths were MADE for suckin' big black dick!"
Chuck was devastated on so many levels. Not just due to
the sheer obscenity and humiliation of his ordeal. Missy
had always Chuck's favorite. She had always loved her
daddy and idolized him. As she forced this black
animal's dick deeper down Chuck's throat, he remembered
how, as a young girl, Missy had once said she was going
to "marry Daddy" when she grew up.
Missy started pumping harder then, overcome by her own
horniness, she took a hand away to finger herself.
Wendy reached up and grabbed the back of Chuck's head to
take over pumping, pulling him down to her closer and
closer with each stroke.
Missy stood up and walked back around to Luke, wrapping
one thin white thigh around Luke's trunk-like, muscular,
defined leg. He reached down with his left hand and slid
his thick middle finger up her pink asshole, making her
jump in surprise and moan in pleasure as she began to
rub her wet twat up and down on his leg. Luke's
oversized hands had fingers as long and thick as most
men's dicks. Chuck's tiny dick was smaller than even
Luke's pinky.
Luke's middle finger was 8 inches long and 3.5 inches
around, and he was thrusting it in and out of Missy's
asshole rigorously. With the rest of his hand, he
grabbed firm hold of her cheeks and effortlessly lifted
her by the asshole with one hand, raising her up higher
on his thigh. She gasped and groaned with sheer lust as
he tipped his head down and shoved his tongue between
her pert little lips, kissing her roughly and deeply,
invading her throat with his thick, plunderous tongue.
Missy reached back and steadied herself on his solid,
sturdy forearm and gave into him body and soul, riding
him like a little slut whore nympho possessed.
Now, as Wendy was forcing Chuck to deep throat their
huge negro rapist, Missy was rubbing herself on Luke's
thigh, massaging his muscular chest and watching with
mix of awe and glee, asking the black man with perverse
anticipation if he's going to "make Daddy his bitch",
"shoot his thick black cum into Daddy's faggot belly",
and so on. It was clear Luke was her new idol, Chuck was
nothing more than a worthless faggot in his daughter's
eyes now, worthy of nothing more than humiliation and
contempt.
Wendy pumped her husband's head up and down on Luke's
fat cock harder and harder, keeping him down at the
bottom of the stroke longer and longer each time. She
did this for a few minutes, each time getting more and
more black snake to disappear between their two faces,
frigging herself more vigorously.
Finally she got every last awe-inspiring inch of Luke's
towering monument of manhood down her husband's abused
throat. Wendy groaned loudly, gutturally, as their lips
touched, not a trace of the big black dick left visible
between their sets of lips, except for a few pubic hairs
sticking out in between.
Wendy held Chuck there, their eyes locked, his glazed in
shock, hers filled with lust; and when she heard Luke
groan, she knew his wondrous seed was coming. She sucked
Luke's balls harder and reached out with her tongue,
sticking it out of her mouth to massage his taint. Then
she felt the taint contract and his balls twitch in her
mouth as they began to pump hot, thick strands of jism
down her husband's gullet.
Chuck's eyes shot open wide with surprise and panic as
he felt the black hose throbbing and jerking in his
mouth, the jets of hot nigger sperm shooting into his
stomach. Wendy came like a madwoman, screaming around
the balls in her mouth, bucking and jerking as her
orgasm wracked her already spent and exhausted frame.
She came again and again with each surge of thick,
copious jizz she felt shoot from Luke's massive,
powerful balls...
Chuck knelt there completely helpless, orally impaled by
his own wife on Luke's ebony spear of sexual conquest.
His arms dangled by his side limply as he felt gusher
after thick gusher of black nigger spunk explode into
his belly - the broad, swollen head of Luke's cock
erupting in his guts, spewing out the hot magma of his
giant black balls like an angry pagan fire God.
Luke grunted his pleasure into Missy's ravaged mouth and
the teen climaxed with bone-rattling intensity when she
realized her black master was shooting his load into her
daddy's defenseless tummy. Missy came screaming into
Luke's mouth, grinding her hairless pussy against his
muscular thigh. Her copious girl come flowed down Luke's
leg as she rode him like a wild beast, his middle and
ring fingers buried to the hilt up her ass, anchoring
her steadfastly.
To all involved, it seemed like an age before Luke's
torrid torrent of cocksauce finally subsided and his
prodigious prick twitched one last time, depositing its
final payload of black baby juice into Chuck's flooded
belly. All stiffened with Luke during that last,
protracted contraction, the final expulsion being a
sizable one. He flexed every muscle in his body as he
emptied the last of his spooge into the conquered
family's patron and protector, now completely defeated.
When he relaxed, all others became slack with him. They
were like one, continuous, conglomeration of obscene,
carnal sex - a mutant beast of sex, joined at the mouths
and groins, indistinguishable where one stopped and
another began. They came and settled all as one.
Wendy suckled 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 and drool
oozing down the shaft of Luke's still half-hard cock. A
brown film had formed around Chuck's lips from sucking
his son's shit off Luke's dirty dick. The shit mixed
with the jizz and dripped down into Wendy's mouth; she
savored the now-familiar taste.
Luke took his soiled middle fingers out of Missy's ass
and she shuddered, barely able to stand. He stuck his
shitty fingers in her mouth and she grabbed him by the
wrist with both hands (her fingers did not touch, thick
as his arms were) and hungrily sucked them clean with
perverse passion.
Wendy let Luke's thoroughly cleansed balls slide from
her mouth and saw her daughter's cunt juice trail that
ran down Luke's leg to his feet. Wendy lowered her head
to Luke's foot, sucking Missy's juices off of his big
toe, then she licked her way up the trail to her
daughter’s cunt which she licked clean. She opened her
eyes to get a close-up look at her daughter's gaping
asshole, streaked with shit dragged out by Luke's rough
finger-fucking. She took a deep whiff, moaning, and dove
her face between her daughter's cheeks, licking and
slurping up the excess shit from in and around her
daughter's asshole.
"Ooo, Mommy," Missy sighed, gyrating her ass and pushing
it back into her mother's hungry mouth, "you're so
dirty!"
Luke reached down and grabbed Chuck by the hair, sliding
the limp, defeated white cocksucker off of his 14 inches
of black meat, dropping him to the ground
unceremoniously. Chuck fell flat on his ass, propped
against the bed, wheezing and coughing from the mucus
dragged out of his throat and coating his face, dripping
down his shirt and tie.
"Sorry Chuck," Luke shrugged, "but there ain't been a
little white whore born yet that could resist my big
black dick..." Luke turned to Missy and Wendy and
smiled, "you just got yourself a new Daddy, bitches."
But when Luke wasn't looking, Chuck saw the gun, sitting
on the nightstand behind Luke! He must have put it down
when he was face-raping Chuck!
With a sudden burst of energy borne from desperation,
Chuck reached over and grabbed the gun. Luke turned to
see what Chuck was doing, but too late.
"DIE, YOU FUCKING NIGGER!" Chuck screamed as he pointed
the gun right at Luke's head, squeezed his eyes shut and
pulled the trigger!
*click*
Eyes still shut, Chuck was confused. He opened his eyes
to see Luke still standing over him, looking down at him
with his arrogant superior demeanor. Missy and Wendy
looked scared. But Luke's brains were still well inside
his skull.
Chuck looked at the gun - the chamber must have been
empty - he didn't chamber the first round! All the shit
the guy at the shooting range taught him about gun
safety and usage skittered around in his head as he
tried to remember things like the difference between a
revolver and a pistol - single action and double action
- putting in the magazine and... cocking it! He had
bought a single-action Smith & Wesson and it needed to
be cocked first (he had done this before, but the
trigger was locked, so it didn't do anything. He cocked
the gun and pulled the trigger again-
*click*
Chuck was horrified. How could this be happening?! He
tried firing again and again and again.
*click*
*click*
*click*
Chuck looked down at the gun that had betrayed him,
trying to figure out what was wrong. He heard giggles
and looked up to see Missy and Wendy snickering,
laughing at him. Luke smiled as he held something up for
Chuck to see.
"I unloaded it, you stupid bitch," Luke berated him,
"don't you know it ain't safe to keep a loaded gun in
the house, Chuck? What kind of irresponsible dad are
you?"
Chuck's heart sank again. He lowered the gun, useless as
his own limp dick.
Luke handed the magazine to Missy, who took it with
glee. Luke then turned to Chuck, a sudden fury in his
eyes, "you ACTUALLY tried to shoot me, didn't you, you
fucking pussy!"
Chuck flinched, dropping the gun, "No, I-"
"And what the FUCK did you call me?!" Luke bellowed,
leaning down to yell in the terrified white man's face.
"N-nothing, I-" Chuck stammered.
"Say it again!" Luke demanded.
"P-please-" Chuck pleaded.
"Say it THE FUCK again!" Luke roared.
Chuck pissed himself.
"Ew!" Missy cried as she pointed to the puddle forming
between her father's legs. This sent her and her mother
into an uncontrollable giggle-fit.
Luke grabbed Chuck by the throat, choking him, his face
right up to the white wimp's, forcing him to make eye
contact, "SAY IT!"
Chuck couldn't breathe - he didn't struggle, though, and
he didn't look away (though he didn't need to look away
to see his wife and daughter in his peripheral vision,
ridiculing him). He opened his mouth to make a noise,
but without air, no sound came out except a sickly
gurgle. Luke's gaze burned into his eyes and he thought
Luke was going to kill him right then and there. He felt
himself get faint and the room began to grow dark. Luke
saw his eyes start to lose focus and released his grip
just enough to allow a small amount of air and for blood
to flow to his brain, "SAY IT" he growled through
gritted teeth.
"N... nigger..." Chuck meekly wheezed.
"NIGGER?!" Luke screamed in his face in mock outrage,
looking around at Missy and Wendy who gasped in fake
horror, "fuckin' racist-ass white faggot! Just for that-
"
Luke lifted Chuck up by the neck and threw him face-down
on the bed. He grabbed the much smaller white man's
shoulders tightly and with a bestial roar he shoved his
mucus-slick cock against Chuck's asshole with all of his
considerable might and leverage. The result was that he
succeeded in cramming the entire thing into Chuck with
one Herculean thrust!
"AAARRRRGGHHHH!" Chuck howled in agony as Luke's
enormous pole mercilessly tore up his insides.
Wendy and Missy yelped and gasped - shocked by the
display of awesome might.
"Oh my FUCKING God!!" Wendy exclaimed, bending over to
get a better look, "holy shit, it's ALL IN, honey!"
Missy was beside herself with lust, rubbing her still-
swollen wet cunt, "Oh yeah! FUCK him! Fuck daddy's ass!"
Luke raised himself up into prime ass-fucking position
and yanked Chuck backward awkwardly by his necktie.
"Hold on, whiteboy, this is gonna be the fucking ride of
your life," Luke warned him then immediately began
pounding his powerless captive brutally and with such
speed his prodigious prick became but a blur pistoning
in and out of Chuck's ravaged asshole. With each
breakneck stroke, he withdrew his entire lengthy cock
except for the bulbous head, then slammed it all the way
back in with backbreaking force.
Chuck involuntarily wheezed with each outstroke and
groaned with each instroke. He wasn't in control of his
body in the slightest anymore; he was completely under
Luke's dominant mastery. Like a ragdoll bouncing around
on a jackhammer, he was limp and utterly passive as the
giant black brute savagely ass-raped him in front of his
wife and children.
Chuck lost all track of time, he lost all awareness of
everything except for the gargantuan, burning-hot iron
rod of fury plowing his buttery ass like an Iowa
cornfield. When Luke shoved his head down into the
mattress, face first, blocking his air, he didn't
struggle, he simply laid there and took every inch of
Luke's legendary log deep into his bowels and felt every
hot explosion of the black man's sticky, boiling seed
gushing into his intestines, warming him from the
inside-out. Luke growled and roared with each mighty
thrust as he convulsed with each hot ejaculation.
Wendy and Missy's orgasmic cries of pleasure filled the
room as a sort of background track to Luke's animalistic
howls of release. Chuck couldn't muster the higher
mental faculties required to count, but Luke seemed to
cum forever, he must have fired a dozen salvos of the
stringy hot ball-lava into his guts. It was truly a
legendary load. Even at the depth Luke was buried in
Chuck's obscenely-stretched ass, some of the copious
deposit was leaking out, onto the bed.
Finally Luke finished and let Chuck go. Chuck tilted his
head back to suck in a lungful of air, but didn't have
the strength to raise it off the bed. Luke lowered his
weight on Chuck, his sweat-slick muscles pushing down on
the impaled white repository for black jizz. Luke's
impressive weight made breathing difficult, but not
impossible for Chuck.
"You white bitches, come around front here so 'Daddy
Dearest' can see you," Luke ordered, still fully inside
Chuck.
They immediately obeyed and stood before their new black
master, awaiting orders.
"Get up here on the bed and eat each other’s pussies out
for Chuck," Luke commanded them casually, "give him a
show."
Missy and Wendy smiled at each other and eagerly hopped
on the bed and complied, diving into each other’s
pussies with depraved voracity, tongues and fingers and
hands all over and inside of each other, moaning and
sighing like animals in heat.
Chuck watched this display in despair. His own wife and
daughter turned into incestuous lesbian sluts by this
black bastard, so quickly, so easily, so willingly.
Luke beheld his handiwork and allowed himself a
contented smile as he let his muscles slacken somewhat
(there was no fight left in the white wimp pinned
beneath him and his own weight was enough to prevent him
from even thinking of escape) and he relaxed.
"Now while you enjoy the show, I'll let you have the
rest of what your boy couldn't finish," Luke informed
Chuck as the white captive felt Luke's cock shift in his
anal canal and felt a warmth filling him. Not like the
violent blasts of cum that had been shot into him, but
more like a hot, steady torrent... then, with sudden
soul-crushing misery, he realized what was happening.
Luke was pissing inside him - flooding his intestines
with his steaming hot waste water. He was giving him a
piss enema. Injecting his urine directly into Chuck's
poor, abused guts. Chuck didn't have the spirit or
stamina left to resist or struggle in any way. All he
could do was groan in abject humiliation, resigning
himself to this one more degradation, knowing this would
be his life from now on. There was no escape from this
man.
As Luke's bladder full of scalding hot urine emptied
into Chuck's conquered shithole, the impotent white
weakling began sobbing. He broke down and blubbered
uncontrollably and without any pride or dignity as he
watched his little blonde daughter and his beautiful,
busty wife going at it like a couple of bitches in heat
- turned into sluts by the huge black cock that was at
that moment flooding his bowels with hot piss, swelling
and distending his belly.
He felt agonizingly full, yet empty inside. As if Luke
had removed every part of him that had mattered before -
every bit of him that made him a man. His wife, his
family, his house, his pride, his responsibilities as
protector of his family... all that was gone. And he
knew his house was Luke's now, he would never let them
go. He was an empty shell, now. But he was being
refilled. Refilled with Luke's abundant and seemingly
boundless jizz - in his stomach and in his ass. And
refilled with Luke's piss in his bowels. And God knows
what else Luke will fill him with.
But, most importantly, he was filled with Luke's
majestic idol of superior manhood - his towering
colossus of potency and virility - his magnificent, big,
black horse-cock. It refilled Chuck not just physically,
but spiritually; refilled him with a new purpose in
life. He was fully enthralled by Luke's cock now, he
lived to serve Luke in every way possible, and he
accepted it. He would be Luke's white bitch cock-slave
for now until the end of his days.
The thought was very freeing, liberating. No more
worrying about the daily stresses of life - no more job
he loathed, boss he resented, co-workers that annoyed
him. No more bills, no more responsibilities, not even
for his own wife and children. He would be Luke's slave
from now on, yes, but in truth, he was liberated.
Chuck's tears of despair became tears of joy as he had
his religious experience, his conversion to the Church
of the Black Cock and he came - his meager,
insignificant discharge dribbling unnoticed out from his
flaccid, insignificant white weenie onto the sheets.
To be continued? Scatwoman@aol.com
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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