Chet didn't even try to stop it. He simply swallowed it down his throat and accepted this gift - this combination of bodily excretions from both of the interracial lovers using him - churned together by their passion and deposited into his servile mouth for him to ingest and make a part of him forever. He now belonged to them, inside and out.
After about 4 or 5 more sizable spurts, Luke's deluge of black baby batter finally abated. Chet had swallowed maybe 2 or 3 mouthfuls of shit-jizz that had been squirted out of his wife’s busted butthole and down his tongue.
Luke and Bunni quivered and shook, breathing heavily and embracing each other. Bunni, completely spent and exhausted, lay limp in her Black God's virile and encompassing arms, prostate against the Ebony Adonis' well-built chest. Her own breast heaving in synch with his.
Luke was still hard as a rock, which Chet found unbelievably impressive after such an epic nutbusting. When Chet masturbated, he wouldn’t get hard again for a day. But here this black bastard was, with his improbably enormous prick still buried up his pretty white wife’s ass to the hilt, seemingly ready to go again a moment’s notice.
Chet had to admire the Negro’s stamina and virility, if not his manners. And he didn’t really appreciate the way Luke reached down and dropped his spent, heavy black balls into Chet’s mouth (they were so big they bulged out Chet’s cheeks like a chipmunk) and then settled down on the groom’s face to rest.
They reposed in this way for some time, basking in the euphoric aftermath of their monumental anal debauchery, one for the ages to be sure. Neither of them seemingly caring about Chet being pinned underneath them with a mouthful of hairy black balls and a bellyful of shit-stained nigger jizz.
4. Very Sloppy Seconds
Finally, the golden silence was broken, by Luke.
"I gotta take a piss," he said abruptly, "I ain't gone all fuckin' day and I drank way too fuckin' much for that."
Bunni giggled, gave him a kiss and leaned forward.
Luke looked down and saw Chet, with his white mouth full of his huge black balls and his tongue still up in Bunni's asshole. The huge black man chuckled, "Mm, that was GOOD... with the tongue up in there and everything?"
Bunni "mmmm"ed in agreement.
"I'm tellin' you, yo... From now on? That's the ONLY way I gonna fuck a white bitch's ass - with her punk-ass faggot's tongue up in there!" Luke grinned broadly as he withdrew his well-washed balls from the whiteboy’s stuffed mouth.
Bunni belly-laughed at this - her not-completely-destroyed anal muscles clenching with the laughter, squeezing another couple dollops of cumcrap into Chet's rank-smelling sewer of a mouth.
Slowly, inexorably, Luke’s still-impressive, semi-hard giant of a log slid out of Bunni’s used, gaping anus... smearing yet more feces and spunk along Chet's flattened tongue as he did so. Bunni, leaning forward, exhaled in relief as if she was dropping the biggest load of her life.
"Damn, that's nasty," Luke said as he watched his own slimy, veiny tool slide out of Bunni's red and bruised back door. Finally, only the bulbous glans of his black monster cock remained inside her anal orifice, held there by her stretched-out sphincter which had contracted to match the circumference of his shaft.
Luke pulled but it was stuck in there good.
“Yo, bitch, I’m stuck up in ya tight ass,” Luke advised her, “less you want me to tear you up, you gonna have to do your part and push while I pull.”
Bunni nodded and took a deep breath. When Luke pulled again, she strained and grunted and, with a combined effort, Luke's fat, pendulous, filthy cock finally, audibly popped out of her devastated fudge canal and smacked Chet right in the face. The shit-caked anaconda slid off, leaving a shit-slime smear down Chet’s cheek and brow.
Chet looked into Bunni's now cavernous rear opening. The entire passage was fully-gaped and he could see a good several inches up it. It was an incredible sight. A scene of utter anal devastation. Not only had Luke wrecked their wedding night, he had wrecked Bunni's rectum for good, it appeared.
"Ewww, what's that smell?!" Bunni gagged.
"I ain't sure if that's you, or the punk boy, here, his mouth looks like a damn toilet!" Luke observed.
Suddenly there was an awful sound. Like something evil gurgling up from the depths of Hell. Something vile and obscene, glurping and schlupping, squelching and burping.
"What the fuck?" Luke muttered.
"Oh no-" Bunni exhaled, horrified, "I think that was ME!"
Suddenly, and without warning, before Chet could even process Bunni's last declaration, a flood of brown & cream-colored, viscous, boiling butt-splooge came shooting down Bunni's still-gaping, ruined anal passageway, over Chet's tongue and right into his mouth. Bunni looked back and saw the spectacle herself – her asshole was spewing brownish goo into her husband’s open mouth like a burst sewage pipe!
"Oh my GOD!!!"
Chet choked and gagged on the torrent of turd-stained jizz but Bunni thought quickly and sat back upright, sealing his mouth around her anal ring. Unexpectedly, she reached back and squeezed his nostrils shut so he couldn't breathe. His eyes shot wide open, staring up at his bride in shock, trying to understand why she would do this to him.
"DRINK IT, YOU FAGGOT!" She screamed at him as if he was an idiot, "SWALLOW ALL OF YOUR BLACK MASTER'S PRECIOUS GIFT! DON'T YOU DARE REJECT HIS SEED, BITCH!"
Chet looked at her, then to Luke who had a surprised, but vulgar grin on his face, then back at Bunni.
She was dead serious.
This was Chet’s new place, and Bunni was putting him in it - right in front of this depraved black rapist who had done this to them.
Chet’s mouth was full to the brim, now, with this foul soup of black man's cocksauce and her liquefied shit - a special concoction that had been brewed deep within his new wife's bowels just for him.
He looked up pleadingly into his deranged wife’s merciless eyes... and swallowed.
He swallowed again and again and drank it all down obediently.
Each swallow made an audible gulp and was so large it made his eyes water. But he didn’t stop, didn’t hesitate and didn’t resist. He did as his wife ordered because he loved her and he was hers to do with as she pleased. He knew he would never be able to say no to her from now on, no matter how depraved the command.
And with each swallow, Bunni's eyes opened wider and her scowl turned from anger to one of pure sadistic, perverse delight.
She waited until Chet seemed to run out, then let go of his nose to let him breathe - but only for a second. For she then strained, squinting her eyes some and wiggling as if to churn up some more of Luke's spunk from the depths of her bowels and squirt it down to Chet's mouth, which she did.
It blurped out audibly, muffled by the seal between her intestines and Chet’s mouth, but loud enough to make Luke chuckle and grin.
Again the foul butt-brew filled Chet's mouth, and again he swallowed it all.
By the third serving, Bunni was really digging deep, struggling and straining, flexing her abdomen and pushing hard.
Suddenly a huge, load, pungent fart exploded from her asshole directly into Chet's mouth, echoing through his nose as it forced a spray of semen and snot from his nose onto Bunni's back.
"Oh my GOD, you dirty little SHIT!" she screamed and closed Chet’s nose back up - squeezing so tight it made him cry out into her ass. At that very moment, she pushed as hard as she could and a sudden look of surprise flashed across her face. Chet saw the look and knew it couldn't be good.
Almost instantly, a rushing, voluminous, soft turd came shooting out of Bunni's intestines, down her anal canal, over Chet's long tongue and straight into his gullet. Chet, having expected more jizz, was caught completely off guard and began to buck and jerk violently under Bunni. But Bunni was quick and stronger than she looked; she pinned him down and held him there as she shit straight into his mouth!
"OH FUCK YEAH!" She cried as she expulsed a torrent of churned crap into her husband's gaping maw, "E
AT MY SHIT, YOU WORTHLESS FUCKING TOILET BOY!! DO IT!!!"
Chet knew this was his place now, there was no turning back. Bunni would never see him as a human being again, much less any kind of man. This was the only way he was going to be of use to her and her new Black Lover.
So he swallowed.
He swallowed the soft, rancid shit that Luke’s monster cock had stirred up in her, deep inside her bowels, which he had then injected with his hot nutbutter and mashed into a foul, seething mess. This was Chet’s meal, now, made especially for him by the two shameless sodomites’ passions.
"Damn, you white bitches is crazy," Luke shook his head, now a bystander to this depraved spectacle.
Bunni didn't hear him. She was too busy writhing and bucking and squirming, pushing harder and shit-talking her brand new husband, berating him into being her personal shit-eating toilet slave.
"Oh GOD, here comes some MORE, I can FEEL it! Oh! OH SHIT! OH FUCK THIS IS BIG!" She screamed as she sat bolt upright, put all her weight down on Chet's face and dropped a huge, thick, solid log down her helpless husband's open gullet.
Chet couldn't stop from swallowing it if he tried. The angle was just right and his throat had been open already when the tip of the turd snake shot out of her distended anus and right down his esophagus. He felt like he was suffocating as the well-baked, thick, dense crap simply forced itself down his throat and straight into his stomach. He could feel the heat, directly from her boiling insides, burning the sides of his esophagus - it felt like heartburn, but all over.
Somehow, he found the wherewithal to breathe around the massive shit-train tunneling into his gut - using circular breathing like the best deep-throating porn stars have learned to do.
Bunni was frigging herself in a frenzy, an endless stream of obscenities spewing from her mouth as she excreted a gutful of excrement down her thoroughly cuckolded hubby’s throat.
The flushing bride felt the shit finally bottom out and give resistance to her rectal muscles. Her eyes opened wide in realization of how massive the load must have been and she screamed and raised herself up as she finished out the shit, cumming like a madwoman, thrashing her head all about as a woman possessed.
When she finally raised herself completely off, she had left a steaming tower of hard-packed shit sticking out of her newlywed husband’s mouth. An odd choice for a wedding gift from a bride to her groom on their wedding night, but she was proud of it.
Chet’s tongue was still hanging out a few inches and flopping against the underside of the truly ginormous column of compact crap. This made Bunni giggle uncontrollably.
Bunni turned, went to Luke and kissed him deeply and passionately, spent once more.
Then, standing beside Luke and looking down at Chet, she said, oh-so-calmly-but-firmly:
"You know what to do... toilet."
Chet didn't question, didn't hesitate, and didn't break her gaze. He simply pulled in his tongue and began chewing and swallowing – all the while keeping his eyes locked with hers... seeing the obscene satisfaction in her eyes as she watched him devour her enormous fecal feast.
Bunni and Luke watched him intently, patiently, as he consumed the entirety of her endowment to the sewer that was now his belly.
Chet wasn’t capable of conscious thought anymore. He wasn’t really even consciously choosing to do this abhorrent act. He was completely under the thrall of these two sexual demons and was surrendering to their will purely out of the instinct that a lesser animal feels toward a predator: Obey or else.
Finally, after nearly 15 minutes, Chet was down to his last mouthful.
"Wait," Bunni snapped.
Chet obediently paused as commanded.
Bunni looked up at Luke and whispered something in his ear. Chet couldn't hear what it was, but whatever it was, Luke liked it. His huge, still-dirty dick swelled and stiffened just at the thought of whatever nasty thing she was saying. She finished with a suggestive tongue to his ear and that was the final touch that made his manly third leg of a prick spring up to its full length, girth and hardness.
Bunni looked down to see her handiwork as was quite pleased, "Oh, Luke, you ARE a GOD among men!" she proclaimed. Then she grabbed Chet by his armpits and pulled him a few inches off the bed, hanging his head off the edge so that he was now looking back sideways across the room. He could see the bathroom now.
"Open wide, honey!" Bunni sang sweetly, "here comes the fudgepacker express!" and she guided Luke's rigid, shit-slime-stained horsecock right to Chet's open mouth which was still packed full of the last of Bunni's historic buttload.
Chet realized too late what was coming. With his head hanging down off the bed, his mouth and throat now made a nice, straight express lane right to his belly. And Luke was going to ride it all the way to the end.
The terrified groom tried to scream, but his mouth was full of tightly-packed Bunni droppings, so all that came out was a "HRMM!!!"
"Hear that, baby?" Bunni said to Luke, "He said 'mmmmm'!"
And with that she grabbed Luke's muscular, bulging ass cheeks and helped Luke shove his dick all the way into Chet's mouth, forcibly pushing the shit into his gullet. As the two pushed harder and harder, trying to cram what should never, by any physical laws of nature, be able to fit down Chet's throat, the helpless cuckold bucked and squirmed and tried to scream... but it was no use.
Bunni and Luke didn't even need to hold Chet down; the iron rod that was being shoved deeper and deeper into his digestive tract was as unyielding and merciless as the man it was attached to and the woman who was driving it in.
Luke's unrelenting black superprick rammed the shit all the way down into the poor whiteboy's belly. It was lucky for him that he hadn't eaten since breakfast (Luke had taken his dinner as well as his cake at the reception) or else he wouldn't have had room for the truly prodigious dump Bunni had taken into his stomach.
However (to Chet's surprise) once Luke was all the way in, he didn't start pumping the trapped cuckold’s face.
Maybe Luke was going to take it easy on him at first?
Maybe take it in stages?
Chet was shocked he could even deep-throat Luke at all, much less on the first try (the lubrication from all the cum and shit might have helped)... maybe they were impressed with Chet?
Bunni squatted down behind Luke and stared into Chet's questioning eyes from between Luke’s powerful thighs as she caressed them appreciatively. She had the evilest, most wicked expression Chet had ever seen. It didn't fill him with confidence.
Then Bunni looked behind her and Chet followed her gaze.
The bathroom.
The door was open. The light was off. The toilet seat was down... the toilet... the toilet?
Bunni looked back at Chet and saw him trying to figure out the meaning of it all.
"Now," Bunni said.
Chet felt nothing but a slight quiver in the muscles under the base of Luke's dick - the base which was resting against his upper lip. His balls, which were splayed across his nose and cheeks, settled just a bit.
The toilet... Luke... Luke never went to the toilet... he never took his piss...!
Chet felt the warmth first. Like drinking hot cocoa on a cold winter day, the heat filled him up and coursed through his body as the hotness spread down Luke’s prodigious prick lodged inside his throat.
Then Chet felt it rising inside him, filling his guts. He could even HEAR it, gushing with obscene force against the sides of his stomach, splashing against the shit sitting in there, stirring it up. Luke's day-long piss that had been building up was spraying out of that massive mushroom head of his monstrous cock like a fire hose, right into his bloated belly.
He was now both a human toilet for his new bride and a human urinal for the depraved, vile monster of a nigger who had stolen her from him and cuckolded him so thoroughly, and so easily.
Chet felt the last remaining strands of his dignity as a human being leak out of him, the void being filled rapidly with the scaling, hard p
iss of his new Black Master.
And he came.
Despite himself, and without ever touching himself, Chet came for the first time in the presence of another human being (much less in the presence of his newlywed wife!), forever sealing his fate as a faggot toilet for his cruel, sexy wife and her masterful Black Bull.
Nearly a half a teaspoon of thin, almost-clear sissy-cum dribbled weakly out of the dinky little head of his microdick. (An amount which, comparatively, was buckets for him considering the diminutive size of his tiny, smooth white balls).
Chet could hear his wife and the man pissing inside him French kissing passionately and doubted anyone but him even noticed his meager little orgasm...
5. And They Lived Happily Ever After...
Before the weekend was over, Luke had been joined by 4 of his best "Niggas" (Chet privately resented that Luke could constantly use that word like an article of speech, but Chet was treated like some kind of Nazi for saying it once in the heat of passion!)
Four hung black friends of Luke joined them, each of them well over 6 feet tall and over 200 pounds of dense muscle and packing at least a 12-inch, thick black beasts dangling between their powerful thighs.
Bunni was in white slut heaven being surrounded by so much irresistible, pure, African masculinity. Each of the imposing towers of black power dwarfed the short, thin, effeminate Chet, making him extremely self-conscious and insecure.
Each black honeymoon crasher took a turn breaking in the bride in every imaginable way - and in some ways Chet had never known existed. The uninvited “guests” also used and abused Chet ceaselessly and without mercy. Chet's thoroughly used mouth was the fluffer, the ballwasher, the creampie cum dumpster, the ass lubricator and the shitty cock cleaner.
Worse yet, since there were 5 black guys and Bunni only had 3 holes... Chet often was the “substitute bitch” when the "brothers" got impatient. They made the humiliated sissy wear Bunni's bridal lingerie as they stuffed him from both ends, flooding his gut with their hot "nigger jizz" from both ends.
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