"Oh, ungh,.. I feel it, sweetie... God, it's huge... it's coming..." Richard heard Whitney straining as his tongue felt his Black Master's shithole dilating quickly, "this is it, Richard, here it comes... oh my God! Yes! UNGH!" and with her final push, a fat, disgusting, enormous shitlog slid out of the Black Beast's anus right down Richard's quivering tongue, sliding all the way to the back of his throat! Richard heaved slightly, but he didn't throw up, to his own amazement.
"Oh my God, I don't think I've every laid such a huge loaf!" Whitney marveled at her own excremental efforts, "it's still coming, Richard! My GAWD!"
The Black Man's impressive “loaf” kept coming, too. The firm log of dense crap shoved itself deeper into Richard's throat then hit the back where it had to stop.
Richard realized he had to chew if he was going to prevent himself from choking on the shit. But, before he could, the Black Man pulled his familiar maneuver of tilting Richard's head just right and positioning himself over him at just the right angle... to send the shit straight down Richard's already-broken-in gullet as if it was a massive cock made of shit! Richard swallowed the huge, endless shitlog right down into his gut... without even chewing it! He was being turned into a human toilet, and his digestive system was being turned into nothing more than a sewer for this dominant, irresistible Black God!
With a loud, wet "plop", Richard heard Whitney's heavy log finally break off and fall into the toilet water.
"Eww, I splashed up some pee and poo on my little, clean bum, Richie!" Whitney squealed, "That's so disgust- oh! Oh shit! Oh, SHIT, Richard, there's more! I'm going to shit more! I think this local food is shooting right through me! Oh FUCK!"
As Whitney expelled more shit, the Black Man's just kept coming non-stop. Richard was aware of its heat and texture as it slid across his tongue, coating it in a thick, vile layer of pure shit from deep within this Black Bastard's intestines.
There was no escaping its taste. Unlike the piss, which Richard thought he could learn to tolerate, this was absolutely disgusting... though, surprisingly Richard noted, not as bad at the farts had smelled. The first taste that hit the white toilet slave’s tongue had been an overwhelming bitterness – like deep, dark chocolate. But then Richard had the overwhelming taste of something like a... ripe blue cheese! Sharp and salty. Surprisingly, as the serpentine log slid over his tongue and down his throat, he even tasted a little sweetness in some spots! Taken altogether, it was a taste he would never, ever be able to scrub from his mind...
Richard didn't even think about how sick he could get eating so much shit from this Black Bastard. It was a moot point, anyway. Richard was HIS toilet and he would just have to accept that.
The shit just kept coming, kept snaking down deep into him, settling in his increasingly full stomach, mixing with the bubbling mixture of fresh jizz and rancid piss boiling in his belly.
Richard had had only a cup of orange juice and a muffin for breakfast and had slept through lunch, so his stomach had started this ordeal completely empty... but now it was packed FULL of this black bastard's cum, piss and, now, inhuman, merciless load of SHIT. 100% pure, Grade-A Black Man's filthy, nasty, dense SHIT.
The white toilet’s belly was getting noticeably distended now and the crap was packing itself thicker and thicker into his gut, compacting and weighing him down. "FUCK," Richard thought to himself, "that must be 20 goddamn pounds of shit in me!!!"
Whitney, for her part, kept farting, shitting and moaning as she shat herself empty, frigging her swollen clit desperately, trying to release all her pent up sexual energy from seeing the naked Black Adonis on the beach earlier.
Finally, Richard could feel his stomach was packed full; it simply couldn't take any more shit. The crap started backing up and packing in up his esophagus, up his throat and finally the shit could no longer get past his mouth.
Not that this stopped the Black Beast from continuing to shit, of course. He couldn't have cared less whether Richard could take it all or not. The shit kept coming and now filled Richard's mouth to the brim. His cheeks distended as the shit packed tight in his mouth and shoved itself into any empty crevice it could find.
Finally, when the legendary shit had stopped, Richard's cheeks bulged out obscenely like a chipmunk's!
After his Black Master finally stood up and let Richard's head go, Richard turned and saw himself in the mirror built into one wall of the shower. He was shocked at what he saw.
There he sat, on red, sore knees. He could feel his tiny pecker was painfully hard and swollen, but it was lost beneath his now totally bulging gut - it looked like those starving African kid's bellies you see in those guilt-trip commercials about hunger in Africa...
And, looking up at his own face, he saw his lips stretched to their limits around a massive log of shit sticking straight out of his turd-packed mouth... He would have tried to chew and swallow the load so his mouth would be clear, but there was simply nowhere to put the shit... he was packed FULL.
Richard could see his Black Master in the mirror, behind him, enjoying his handiwork. He was grinning broadly, stroking his enormous black cock, which was, astoundingly, getting fully erect again already!
Richard looked back at himself in the mirror. He saw himself with a kind of detached objectiveness. His bulging cheeks reminded him of pictures he'd seen of that trumpet player - that black one you always see pictures of... Louis Armstrong was it?
Richard was snapped out of his train of thought by the sound of the toilet flushing. He froze as he heard Whitney cry out "Oh, no, I think I backed it up! Fuck! Where's the plunger?! Where's the fucking plunger?!"
He heard Whitney throwing open cabinets desperately trying to find the plunger while the toilet overflowed.
"There you are, you fuckin' piece of shit!" she cursed at the plunger.
Just then, from behind Richard, he felt the Black Man's large, powerful hands on his hips! The Black Monster yanked him up roughly and with no effort at all. He grabbed Richard's head by the hair and violently shoved the faggot forward so that his face was planted sideways against the mirror.
As he saw the Black Monster maneuver his massive, throbbing hot ebony tool between his creamy white asscheeks, he knew he failed ti imagine one last, awful way this beast of a man could abuse him.
He sobbed softly as he gave himself into his fate and, as he heard his wife shove the plunger into the clogged toilet, the Black Beast rammed his fully erect, rock-hard behemoth of a COCK straight up his virgin asshole! There was no gentle, slow accustoming to the girth for his poor rectum, Richard realized as he screamed silently into the shit packed in his mouth - the blinding, searing pain of his ass being torn apart nearly knocked him out... but, pitilessly, consciousness would not let him go.
The savagery of the world-class prison-rape animalistic sodomizing Richard was being given mirrored the violence of Whitney's plunging. She cursed like a sailor as she violently rammed the plunger into the toilet, trying in vain to get her huge shitload to go down.
"MotherfuckingShitYouFuckingGoddamnFUCKER! Take it, you piece of shit! FUCK YOU!!!!" She screamed as she desperately tried to stop the overflowing toilet, "You FUCKING TAKE THAT SHIT, DAMMIT! ARRRGH!!!! OPEN UP AND TAKE IT, YOU WHITE PIECE OF SHIT!" She bellowed, beating the porcelain chamber savagely with the plunger.
And with each vulgar curse, the Black Beast assaulting Richard's shitter rammed his oversized, veiny, thick nigger-cock deep into Richard's poor, abused bowels.
Richard didn't notice when Whitney's curses ceased and the toilet stopped overflowing. He couldn't be blamed, of course, having fourteen inches of black meat slamming in and out of your ass at 140 beats per minute tends to distract you a bit.
He didn't hear Whitney ask him what that slapping sound was... asking him if he was masturbating in there... he didn't hear her open the curtain... he didn't hear his innocent white wife until she was staring at the savage ass-impaling being inflicted upon her husband's tight white ass by the Black Giant she had lusted over
on the beach before.
"WHAT THE FUCK!??!!?!" she cried out as she gazed down at the incredible, unbelievably huge black tool plunging the depths of her husband's bowels.
She looked up and saw Richard’s face in the mirror at the same time that he opened his eyes, in complete surprise, and saw her!
His beautiful, perfect wife was gawking at him with a mixture of astonishment and revulsion that crushed his soul.
Their eyes met - shock and awe in her eyes, mortal fear and shame in his. She saw his mouth bulging with shit, packed to the brim with what she realized was this Black Adonis' God-awful crap!
The Black Man didn't stop, but he slowed down and turned his head and looked right into Whitney's eyes, giving her the same free-will-dissolving glare that he had used on Richard when he first came into the shower what seemed like an eternity ago.
The Black Man continued to take long, laborious, deliberate strokes all the way in and out of Richard's asshole.
Whitney's gaze drifted down to the awesome spectacle below and watched in amazement as Richard's small, flat ass opened wide to take the full length and girth of the Black Giant's incredible ebony prick.
On each outstroke, the Black Rapist hauled up his powerful free arm (the one not pinning Richard’s head to the mirror) and rained down a loud, stinging SMACK on one of his defenseless white asscheeks, making the white bitchboy jerk and whimper in pain, his cheeks rapidly reddening.
Whitney couldn't believe what she was seeing... The blonde beauty gasped at each loud, echoing blow and her breathing grew heavier and more rapid as she watched this demonstration of complete interracial, homosexual dominance. And, unconsciously, almost automatically, her left hand slid down between her quivering thighs and she began fingering herself in time with the Black Sodomist's thrusts.
The horny white wife’s other hand found the Black Man’s firm, muscled ass and she groaned in perverse pleasure as she felt its powerful muscles flexing and working that horse-sized, throbbing black dick into her husband's poor, white ass.
Whitney gazed in awe back up at the Black Buttfucker and he grabbed her by the back of her head, twisting his fingers in her blonde hair tightly. He made a fist, eliciting a soft whimper of pain from the flushed blonde wife, and pulled her face to his. He forcefully shoved his tongue down her throat as he resumed "ramming speed" on her husband’s abused white ass!
Richard could see their reflection in the mirror. His wife took the Black Bastard’s tongue ravenously and kissed him deeply and with such passion that Richard knew he had lost her forever.
Whitney moaned and writhed and groaned with such animalistic passion that Richard didn't recognize her. Gone was his innocent, naive young teenage bride he had married such a short time ago. She was now a sex animal, like the Black Man, living only for the orgasm.
As the Black Bastard soul-kissed his wife and she furiously fingered herself to the accelerating rhythm of his anal assault, Richard felt something strange building up deep inside him... at first he didn't recognize it, but then, with a helpless horror, he knew what it was.
He was going to cum.
Here, in his own overpriced bungalow in paradise... with a gut full of some black rapist's cum, piss and shit... with a fourteen-inch cock violating his virgin asshole and with his horny, perverted wife masturbating to the whole, lurid scene... he was going to cum!
The Black Man groaned first - it was the first vocal sound Richard had heard him make and it was a low, rumbling sound, like distant thunder. He groaned and moaned, each time into Whitney's voracious mouth, and she moaned back, enthralled in her own whorish delight.
Then, as the Black Bastard plunged his cock to its ultimate depth inside Richard's defenseless bowels, he held it there.
Quickly, the Black Monster released Whitney's head, grabbed Richard's legs behind the knees with both hands and pulled Richard's thighs up to his chest, LIFTING the white shit-ka-bob right off the ground! The Black Fucker held him up in the air mainly with his tremendous black cock of steel skewering the writhing faggot.
Then the Black God screamed - no, ROARED in primal ecstasy as he unloaded his beastly black semen in a torrent into Richard's guts - this time from the other end.
Richard couldn't fight it any longer. The otherworldly sensation of the hot, throbbing black horse-cock pushing against his sensitive prostate with each enormous ejaculation of nigger seed was too much to bear... he, too, jerked and came - his paltry, thin drops of semen simply dribbling out of the tiny head of his microdick, running down his shriveled balls.
The white sissy buttbitch never even touched himself. It was a pure, natural, absolute faggot orgasm - his first of many to come.
Whitney, seeing her husband's ultimate surrender to this Black Beast raping him, screamed and came harder and louder than she had ever come before (which had been never with Richard). She lost her legs and fell to the floor, writhing and orgasming uncontrollably, leering up at the two men above her entwined in their primitive, savage sex act. The contrast of the huge, black, muscled, tall domineering male totally and completely subjugating and humiliating the lesser white male, putting him in his rightful place. She came like she had never come in her life and passed out right there on the shower floor...
"Epilogue I"
It took Richard days to finally swallow and digest all of the shit Luke had packed into his gut, throat and mouth.
And, by then, the white wimp’s poor asshole was so sore and gaping that he welcomed the savage mouth-raping Luke gave him after ass-fucking his wife for the 100th time.
Both Richard and Whitney had become expert cocksuckers and anal whores in the past several days.
And Whitney was a willing - no - eager participant in it all. She caught every disgusting, vile, obscene act on video with their professional-quality DSLR camera they had spent thousands of dollars on right before the vacation. Richard had hoped to get some sexy pictorial souvenirs from this vacation, but this was not quite what he had in mind in the camera shop.
For the rest of the vacation, Luke stayed with them in the bungalow. Richard served as a complete human toilet for not only Luke, but for his wife as well.
As for his own bathroom needs… with the toilet still backed up, Richard was made to go outside to shit and piss into the ocean (careful to make sure nobody saw him).
He never had another normal meal the whole time. Even if Luke & Whitney hadn't left him tied to the toilet every time they went out, he wouldn't have had any room in his belly to eat real food - the cum, piss and shit of his wife and her new Black Lover was more than enough to keep him stuffed around the clock.
"Epilogue II"
It has been six months since the white couple had encountered Luke Powers and had their black cock slavery awakening. Their lives have completely changed. Luke now lives with them in their mansion and is the undisputed Master of the house.
The legal papers sit on Luke's washboard abs, waiting for Richard to sign them. Whitney had threatened Richard with blackmail if he didn't agree to sign over all of his assets and holdings to Luke, permanently. If Richard didn't sign, she'd take the hundreds of hours of videos she's made and the thousands of photos she'd snapped and release them to his family, associates and even put them all over the Internet for the world to see.
Richard sighs as he realizes he has no choice. With a single stroke of the pen, he signs all his inheritance and life's work away to the Black Bastard who ruined his perfect life.
Whitney takes the paper and grins evilly, showing it to Luke, who is quite pleased, himself, having instantly become a multi-millionaire with a fully staffed mansion on a grand estate with 10 luxury cars and investments to last generations.
"Let's seal this deal with a kiss," Whitney says as she grabs Richard by the hair and shoves his mouth down on Luke's stiff, hot cock, still smeared with Whitney’s shit after her last anal punishment.
"What a fuckin' faggot," Luke sneers as Richard dutifully gets to work sucking his wife’s shit off hi
s thick black donkey-dick.
"Yes," Whitney nods, "yes he is," and sighs as she settles in Luke's muscular arms, caressing his broad, massive black chest and drifts off to sweet slumber as her husband sucks the colossal ebony cock of her lover.
After Luke comes and pisses down Richard's throat yet again, he too falls asleep, snoring loudly.
As Richard rests his head on Luke's muscular stomach, still suckling his master's big, black feeding tube, he realizes he's completely dependant on them, now, for his sustenance and well-being. His bulging gut grumbles as it digests its bellyful of Luke’s cum, piss and shit, as if to remind him of this fact.
If he left, he'd not only be humiliated in front of the world, he'd be penniless and homeless with nobody to turn to! He’d go hungry without a big, fat black cock to suck on and the steady diet of human feces he’s grown to crave.
Like it or not, Richard's going to be their human toilet and faggot cockslave for the rest of his pathetic life and he's going to have to live off their cum, piss and shit. He simply has no choice...
After all, beggars can't be choosers.
Then Richard, too, drifts off to sissy toilet dreamland with Luke's flaccid but still sizable cock filling his white faggot mouth, content to be in his natural place.
Luke Powers Will Return In...
“Interracial In-Laws”
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