misplaced and was rummaging
through her night stand when I discovered a big black vibrator and an
illustrated fuck book about white women with black men.

   I was going to simply put them away as if nothing happened, but she
walked in while I was examining them.  I found myself apologizing for
getting into her "private things".  After a very uncomfortable silence I
finally said, "I guess I am little shocked that you're interested in such
things.  Can we talk about it?"

   Her bluntness shocked me.  After several seconds of silence she took a
breath and said, "OK, I want to fuck a black man!  There I said it!  I hope
it's not the end of our marriage, but, yes, I want to be a total slut with
a big, hung, black stud who would fuck me silly!"

   I was in shock, "Anyone in particular?"

   "No.  Just read the book!"

   When I finished the book, I asked, "Wow!  How much of this do you want?"

   She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Help me get ready, and we'll see
where it goes!"

   "When do you want to and how?"

   "You know I'm just about to get my period and I'm the horniest then.
Tomorrow's the biggest night down at IT." IT was a disco that was usually
about eighty percent black.  The girl in the book picked up her first black
stud at a disco.  IT had a reputation for being a white chick/black man
pick up spot.

   I re-read some of that first encounter in the book.  The thought started
to turn me on, so I said, "Well, I don't mind if you do it ...  but, can I
watch?"

   "NO, this is just for me.  I don't want any distractions from you.  You
can arrange a room, get me ready, take me down to IT, and then come up when
it's over.  But ...  if every thing goes OK, and you're still agreeable,
then MAYBE you to watch the next time." The next time?  How's she so sure
it will happen again?

   The next day I was a wreck at work.  Mishi called me to remind me to
make the hotel reservation and then come straight home.  I called the hotel
and reserved a room and left work early.  When I got home I asked if she
still

   wanted to go through with it.  She said she definitely did - her pussy
had been wet all day in anticipation.  I said I hoped she didn't fix any
dinner because my stomach was too nervous to eat.  She laughed and said
hers was too.

   She then told me to help her get ready.  First she wanted me to give her
a bath.  We spoke very little as I bathed her and dried her beautiful
petite, perfectly proportioned body off.

   When I was done, she sat on the edge of the tub and told me to get a pan
of hot water, my razor with a new blade, and shaving cream.  She smiled and
said "the woman in the book didn't have any hair on her pussy, and I want
the same thing".  I always wanted her to do this before for me, but she
always refused.  Now, however, she was going to do it for a black man.  For

   the first time, I was starting to get jealous.  She spread her legs wide
apart giving me total access to her groin area.

   My fingers started to tremble, and it took all my will power to steady
my hand as I shaved her natural blonde curls from her pubic mound and
around her pussy.  When I was done she had me pad it dry and rub her entire
groin area all over with

   scented oil.

   Her bald pussy turned me on so much, I told her it was beautiful and
asked if I could eat her now.

   "No, not now; you'll have to wait until later." The hidden meaning was
subtle.  I whined a little.

   "OK, just one kiss though." Ignoring her wishes, I dove in aggressively,
but she grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed me away.

   "I said you have to WAIT!"

   She got up and went into the bedroom and told me to dress her.  She told
me what clothes to get and where to find them: a silky red evening dress,
spilt up the side, beautiful sheer red hose, which had a three inch stretch
hem at the top so no garter was necessary, and matching red spiked pumps. I
then dressed her and added the finishing touches: gold anklet, gold

   necklace, gold earrings, and several rings, including our wedding ring.
Obviously excluded from the ensemble were panties and a bra.  She wanted
nothing but her natural lines to show on the slinky dress.

   She looked stunning, a total slut!  When she stood with her legs apart
and pelvis forward it was obvious, to me anyway, that Mishi not only had no
panties on, but also was without pubic hair.

   When we checked into the hotel, she asked for two keys and gave me one.
Up in the room, she gave me last minute instructions.

   "We'll go in IT's separate.  When I've picked out my stud, follow as far
as the hotel lobby.  Don't come up.  Wait an hour, then use the house phone
to call every fifteen minutes.  I'm going to take the phone off the hook
until I'm done with him.  Don't come up until I answer the phone.  Got it?"
I nodded.  Damn, she

   thought this whole thing out to every little detail!

   We walked to IT's and arrived at 10.  The place was already jumping.  I
followed at a safe distance and took a seat at the bar.  She turned down
dances until the ultimate stud hit on her.  He was maybe 6'3", looked like
an athlete with nice broad shoulders and narrow hips.  I was immediately
intimidated and jealous.  After two fast dances with a lot of touching,
they sat down at a small table, then got up and did a slow dance.

   His hands were all over her; he almost engulfed her small white body in
his huge frame.  I was already trembling inside, but a strange feeling
swept over me like a wave.  Back at the table they didn't sit down; they
simply finished their drinks in a gulp and left with him leading her by the
hand.

   I made my way to the door and stayed well behind them as they made their
way to the hotel.  He was fondling her right on the street.  As I walked
into the lobby my eyes made contact with her pointing nipples, gleaming
eyes, and his bulging crotch in the second it took for the elevator door to
close.

   It was now 10:55.  The next three hours and 15 minutes where the longest
of my life up to that point.  I went into the bar and had a couple of
drinks.  It would have been very easy to have drank myself numb, but I
wanted to have most of my senses for after he left.

   That feeling that had sweep over me in the disco just kept building with
each passing minute as I wondered what they were doing at every instant.

   As directed I called the room at 1 hour - busy.  At an hour and a half
it was still busy.  I got nervous that she might have forgotten that I was
waiting for her or maybe she passed out.  I went up to the room to check up
on them.  The sounds of love making, or should I say *fucking*, where
obvious to any one in the hall.  The groaning, grunting, creaking of bed or
furniture

   became louder and louder as I approach our room.  Most of the sounds I
recognized as coming from Mishi.  I never heard her make sounds like that

   when we had sex.  It was simultaneously threatening, reassuring, and
exciting.

   I stood silently at the door, but I was so turned on that after a while
I couldn't take it any more and returned to the bar and tried to calm

   down.

   At 2:10 the lobby phone rang.  It was Mishi.  She just wearily said,
"Get up here", and hung up.

   It was a long elevator ride.  My heart raced.  When I got to the door,
the hall way was completely silent.  I knocked.  No answer.  My hand
trembled as I put the key in the door and opened it.  The smell of raw sex
filled my

   nose as I entered.

   I almost jumped out of my skin as I passed the opening to the bathroom.
Her stud stood there naked, toweling himself off.

   "You must be Greg.  I'm Luke." He offered his hand.  I took it weakly as
I stared blatantly at his cock.  Jesus Christ!  Even limp after all the
fucking, it was longer than mine is when hard, and much bigger around.  I'd
never seen a limp cock so big; it seemed to hang half way down to his
knees!

   "Where's M..Mishi?" I stammered.

   "Oh, she's still in the bed.  That's one hot bitch you got there!  It
took nearly three hours of constant fucking and sucking to satisfy her."

   I couldn't believe that.  Mishi and I rarely fucked for more than a half
hour and she never complained.  And even if she did, I doubt I could have
kept going.  Three hours?  Is that possible?

   I turned and walked into the room.  I scanned the whole scene, taking it
all in.  From the look, and smell, of things, you'd have thought the room
had just been used by a orgy of 10 people.  The bed covers and sheets were

   off both double beds, leaving the mattresses bare.

   I then saw that Mishi was in the bed that was pulled away from its
headboard on the wall.  It was adjacent to a mirrored wall, and I could see
her reflection in it.  Mishi was laying on her back with her head angled to
the side.  Two pillows propped up her feet, which made her legs form in a
"V" shape.  They almost seemed clamped shut.

   From my position at the foot of the bed, I could see straight at the
crack of her bald asshole, which I had also shaved.  I had never seen it
like this before.  It didn't even resemble the asshole I had shaven earlier
that day.  It was all red and swollen, and her inner assrings were open
about an inch like the a toilet drain.  The crack itself was full of a
whitish liquid.  Her asshole looked way too big to belong to a person with
such a petite ass.

   Then I looked at her face.  She was breathing gently through her mouth.
Her hair was a mess, her eyes were half-open, and she had a dreamy look as
she stared at nothing in particular.

   I took in the room again; images began to form in my mind as I noticed
details: A ruffled pillow was draped across the arm of the over stuffed
chair by the windows -- she must have been face down in the chair taking
his black shaft from behind.  The desk was pulled out from the wall at one
end and a large bath towel was spread out on top of it, hanging off the end
-
she was on her back, legs up on his shoulders as he stood driving his

shiny black rod into her tight shithole.

   The pile of bed sheets on the floor has a matted down area, I looked
closer: there was a familiar looking diamond shaped wet spot.  I looked
back at the pillow over the arm of the chair; wet spot there too, and on
the other bed right at the edge.

   I set down on the corner of the bed that Mishi was on.  "You OK?"

   "Ohhhh ...yaaa!" she responded dreamily.  Her lips were stained brown...
obviously from her own shit which she must have sucked off Luke's huge
cock.

   I startled as Luke came back into the room.

   "Yes sir, one hot slut!  They all get excited, but I never had no white
chick go so fucking nuts for my dick before!" Luke started gathering his
clothes that were scattered

   about.

   My throat was parched; I tried to swallow but it was too dry.  I looked
at Mishi and saw her eyes following Luke as he moved around and dressed.
The room was quiet.  When Luke was done, he went over to the desk, took out
a note pad and scribbled.  He handed it to me.

   "This is my phone number.  She said you make all the arrangements and
stuff and get her ready, so call me when she needs it again.  I figure
it'll take a week for her shithole to recover, and soon after that she'll
be beggin' for more."

   I just stared at him, then the piece of paper.  He must have read the
expression on my face, because he then said:

   "Face it man, it ain't ever going to be the same with you.  After
tonight she won't even be able to feel your little five incher in her, and
she'll be needing mine all the time to keep her satisfied."

   I couldn't believe it; she told him I only have a five inch dick!  She
knows I've always been sensitive about the size of my penis.  What else did
she tell him?

   "Oh," he added, "and you know that once they go black, they never go
back, so I don't think you'll be getting much from her anymore.  Maybe I'll
let you suck my cock to get it ready for her.  Hell, I might even fuck your
white ass

   too!  It's probably as tight as that whores!"

   He pushed me to the floor and pulled my mouth to his cock.  I was in
such shock I didn't respond.  Sensing no resistance, he slid his cockhead
into my mouth and began pumping my face.

   My wife caught sight and moaned as she started frigging herself as her
husband sucked her black lover's cock!  I gagged at the taste of shit,
apparently she hadn't gotten it all off.

   He stopped pumping my face and paused for a second.  Suddenly my mouth
was filling with liquid!  At first I thought he was cumming in my mouth,
but it was too hot and fluid!  The bastard was pissing in my mouth!

   "Drink it or I fuck your white ass, faggot!"

   My wife moaned as she realized what he was doing.

   "Oh, GOD!!!  Yes!  Feed him your piss, Luke!  Isn't it yummy, faggot?!"

   Not wanting this monster up my ass, I drank it down as fast as I could,
but he piss-stream was too strong, and it tasted of his cum, left over in
his cock.  I actually swallowed most of it, but some of it spilled over
down my chin and soaked my white dress shirt.  My wife came in

   another screaming orgasm and he continued to piss in my mouth.

   "Damn, you ARE a cocksucking little faggot whiteboy, aren't you" the big
black man laughed

   as I finished the last of his piss.

   He unceremoniously yanked his cock from my

   mouth making an obscene sound and caused me to burp and drool spilled
out down my chin.  With that he started laughing and slapped me on the back
as he zipped up.

   "Don't worry, faggot, I'll be back for your ass tomorrow night...
you'll get your fill of black dick and nigga seed tomorrow...  and don't
eat nothin', cuz I'm gonna fill you up with cum, piss and shit- just like
your whore wife!"

   He turned and headed for the door.  As he did, Mishi looked me right in
the eye -- no shame, no guilt, just wantonness.  I knew then that what he
said was true.

   The door closed and he was gone.  I looked closer at her body as she
studied my face.  Mishi had dried juices down the inside of her thighs in a
couple of directions, both centering on her asshole.  It was not only
gaping open and pooled with cum inside, but the crack of her ass and outer
shithole assrings had junks of whitish jelly clinging to the folds.  Her
thighs were red

   inside, her hips where red, her tits looked like they had been mauled,
and they had dried juice crusting on them.  I moved up to stroke her hair,
it had dried cakes of cum in it, ratting her messy hair.

   "Are you sure you're OK?" I queried.  She nodded yes.

   I asked, "Do you still love me?"

   "Oh God, yes!  More than ever for being such a good faggot cuckold for
Luke.  But do you still love ME?" This was the first sentence I heard her
utter, and her voice was raw, as if she had a cold or sore throat.

   "Yes, of course I do," I replied.

   "Then kiss me." I leaned over slowly.  She reached up and pulled my face
to hers.  It was a long, gentle, passionate kiss.  She tasted funny.  I
could taste him; it was his cum, I knew that.  Her mouth was soft and
giving, she explored my mouth with her tongue and pushed it against around
mine.  I liked that and was surprised because she usually didn't do that.

   "You know you're going to have to tell me every detail!  Did you suck
him?"

   I had to know.  She almost never sucks on my dick because she claims it
makes her choke.  Luke's should have strangled her.

   "Of course.  Why do you think my voice is so hoarse?"

   "I figured it was from all the yelling and screaming I heard you make."

   "Well, I guess that had something to do with it too."

   "Did he cum in your mouth?"

   "Yes, twice." Damn, on the rare occasions that she did give me a blow
job, she always made me pull out and cum over my hand.

   "Did you swallow his cum?"

   "Yes, completely the first time, except for a few dribbles; he got real
sloppy the second time though.  I swallowed half of it, but then he pulled
out and shot it all over my face, tits, hair -- he shot out like a fucking
fire-hose!"

   I couldn't believe this; she always claimed she hated the taste of sperm
and would never let me pull out and cum on her face!  Was this the same
woman I'd been married to all these years?  While I had a hard-on
practically all night, it was throbbing in my pants now.  I felt like I was

   going to cum in them soon if I didn't take them off to relieve the
friction.

   Without any prompting from me, she went on.  "The first blowjob I gave
him, he must produced a pint of sperm.  You know the times I've swallowed
your cum, its never taken more than one swallow.  Usually I can hold your
whole

   load in my mouth without swallowing.  But with him, I swear I had to
swallow four or five times, and I still choked and dribbled some."

   What the hell was she talking about ...  "the times I've swallowed your
cum"?  That was a long time ago when were still dating.  Since we got

   married, she steadfastly refused to swallow my cum.

   I stewed over that one for a moment then asked "Did he eat your pussy?"

   "A little bit.  The second time I sucked him off we were sixty-nining.
He had fucked me for maybe 20 minutes by then, but hadn't cum yet in my
cunt.  I begged him to cum in my mouth again; I just couldn't get enough of
it."

   "So, how many times did you cum?"

   "Oh God, I lost count somewhere around seven; after that it was like one
long high!  Believe it or not the first small one happened while I was
sucked him the first time!  The excitement of his squirts hitting the back
of

   my throat got me off!  Then the first big one --oh my god-- the first
anal orgasm in my life -- took about one minute of his cock ...and it

   wasn't even all the way in!"

   In all seriousness, I stated, "You know all of this is giving me an
inferiority complex."

   "So, is that why you have a big hard-on?" she teased.  Her response
indicated that she either thought I was joking or didn't care.  She paused.

   "I'm sorry, but Luke made me realize that I never had a real orgasm with
you.  I thought I did, but I never experienced anything with you like I did
with him." She looked at me,

   waiting for a response.  "Do you understand?"

   "Well, I guess so.  He must have been hung like a horse, but I only saw
him limp.  How big was he hard?"

   "At least 12 inches ...  at least.  He said 12 and 1/2, but it seemed
bigger.  More than twice as long as yours.  And big around, shit!" Mishi
made an open circle with her finger indicating she couldn't get her hand
closed

   around it, at least an inch shy.

   "How much of that did you take, it's obvious his width opened you up?"
We both glanced at the mirrored wall at her still gaping butthole.

   "Orally, only about half, maybe six inches." I'm thinking that means she
could take all of me, but she never really tried to take it all.  Then
Mishi stretched her arms around my head and smiled real big.  She slowly
pulled me

   toward her mouth for a kiss.

   "My asshole took the whole fucking thing!" Boy, was she proud of
herself.

   "WOW!  This I gotta see: My little 100 lb.  Mishi, taking that thing all
the way!"

   "Maybe, next time ...  if you're lucky," she responded.

   "So, what was your favorite part?"

   "The first time he fucked me and got it all the way in.  It took a
while, but when it finally sunk all the way in ...  oh, I just can't
describe the feeling.  Then later when he carried me around on his cock
..."

   "Did what?" I interrupted.

   "Well, once when we took a break for a drink and pee -- he let me hold
it while he pissed a gallon -- right in my mouth- it tastes so good!  Of
course, you know that, too...  we ended up fucking with me on the counter
in the bathroom.  He picked me up and carried me around with his hands on
my thighs, my arms around his neck and his cock up my shithole the whole
time.  It was like a bull ride.  I went berserk while I was impaled on his
cock.  I just kept thrusting up and down on it and had ...  oh maybe my 5th
cum.  And he never had to touch my cunt!  It felt like he was tearing me up
inside, but I just couldn't stop; it felt too good.  But, God, am I
starting to regret it now; my poop chute is sooo sore."

   I stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.

   "My next most favorite part is right now; telling you all about it,
without any fear or guilt.  I swear it's turning me on ...  and I think you
too!"

   She stroked my hard-on through my slacks.

   "So what now?  Shall we get you cleaned you up?  I could start a nice
hot bath..."

   "Maybe later ...  just clean me up right here for now."

   "I'll get a warm rag." I started to get up, she pulled me back and
looked at me wickedly in the eyes.

   "No, Greg, use your mouth.  Clean me up with your mouth." She peered
right into my eyes to the depth of my soul.  "You see that's the final part
of my fantasy tonight.  That's why I'm laying here like this with my feet
propped

   up on these pillows.  That way his sperm wouldn't run out.  I told him
to deposit it deep for you."

   "You told him you were going to have me eat his cum from your...  your
asshole?!" I asked, humiliated by the knowledge that she was sharing her
desire for kinky behavior from her husband with another man.

   "Of course, and the pillows were his idea.  It really turned him on too.
During our final fuck, he kept going on and on about how he was going to
shoot a big load in there for you to eat out.  He even said that if he had
known, he wouldn't have cum twice in my mouth, and instead shot it in my
shithole, so there would be even more in there.  But I told him I would
have

   missed eating it myself."

   I just laid there in shock.  Then Mishi started to whisper in my ear,
with her still hoarse sexy voice, "Come on, Greg, you wanted to eat my
nasty shithole before.  Now here's your chance." I was still to stunned to
move.

   She was right of course, but not in this condition.  I started to
protest, "I know, I know, but..."

   "Greg, if you don't eat my shithole while its full of a black man's cum,
I wont let you watch next time.  Now do it!  I can't keep it up there much
longer." Now I was beginning on having second thoughts about watching her
fuck Luke.

   Mishi placed her hands on top of my head and used them to push my face
to her boiling asshole.  It was like I was in a trance, as I let her place
my head were she wanted it.  Soon I laid between her out stretched legs.
She

   clasped my head over my ears with both hands and guided, not forced, my
mouth to her cum-filled shithole.  She reached back and spread her
asscheeks as far apart as she could.

   Before my lips even hit her shithole, I new I was hooked.  As strong as
the sex odor had been when I walked into the room, it was nothing

   compared to the pungent fumes of sperm and shit that drifted from her
hole.

   I dipped the tip of my tongue into the liquid that pooled at the gaping
opening of her

   shithole assrings.  After a few licks the sperm along her rosebud was
gone.  Then I locked my lips to her puckerhole and dove in for the rest.  I
loved it!  My lips and mouth and her shitty asshole were on fire with the
pungent black cock juice!

   As I started to suck out Luke's cum, Mishi yanked my head up by my hair.
Almost my entire face was covered in a film of sperm, and my open mouth was
half full of it.

   Mishi stared me right in the eyes, smiled wickedly, and whispered almost
soundlessly, "Swallow it!".  And I did.  With that she shoved my face back
down to her butt.

   Now I went berserk.  I licked the thickening lumps from the depths of
her shithole, and ass crack.  Before I was finished Mishi had cum again and
contracted her asshole muscles, which caused

   even more cum to squirt out of the depths of her bowels and fill my
mouth.

   Luke's long cock must have deposited a fucking pint deep within her!

   Just when I thought I had it all, Mishi told me to lie on my back.  She
then got up on her knees at straddled my face, her shithole about six
inches away.

   "Open wide," she practically sang.  When I did, she contracted her
stomach muscles and the biggest load yet plopped into my mouth.  I could

   actually watch it falling out in globs and stringy rivulets.  But then a
yellow liquid

   started running out of her ass, less viscous!

   "Oh yeah, after I told Luke about your dinner, he took a nice hot piss
up my ass!  He said he was mixing you a cocktail!  Get it?  Cock?  Tail?  "
She giggled and continued to squirt cum and piss in my mouth.  Some clung
to her open, inner shithole assrings.

   When the flow subsided, she lowered her butt onto my face so that I
would sweep it clean

   with my tongue deep inside and around the edges.  She leaned back and
watched me feast on the remaining juices.  I looked up at her and saw a big
shit-eating grin on her face; she also knew I was hooked.

   Then she farted- right in my mouth!  I could feel more of Luke's cum
splatter onto my tongue and I went crazy!  I glued my mouth to her asshole
and moaned as she practically shit Luke's cum into my mouth!

   Then, a hard lump came out, maybe by accident, maybe not, but she didn't
stop!  She shit right into my mouth!

   She looked down at me and hissed "Oh, FUCK!  Eat my shit you worthless
faggot!  Oh, GOD!  I can't wait to watch that big black dick fuck you up
the ass!  YESSS!!!" she must have cum again as she shit soggy turds in my
mouth!

   I was so turned on, I swallowed it all down!  I couldn't believe what I
was doing!  I had let my wife get ass-fucked by a big-dicked

   black man, sucked his cock, drank his piss, drank his cum and piss from
my wife's asshole, and now I was eating my wife's shit!  As she farted and
shitted in my mouth, I was so excited a that point that I couldn't hold
back any longer and

   came in my pants, without even being touched!

   Mishi didn't notice, however, she was too busy feeding me her shit!  It
shot all in my underwear, soaking them.  I groaned loudly through a
mouthful of shit into my wife's freshly-fucked asshole!  She contracted
again, and the final drops slid out.  I had gotten most of the shit in my
mouth, and swallowed all of Luke's deposits, but my face was practically
covered from ear to ear.

   Mishi leaned down and said, "Aaaah, you missed some.  Here, I'll help."

   With that she wiped her index finger across my face and then stuck in my
mouth to lick clean.  She continued this until my face was clean.

   Satisfied for now, Mishi crawled off my face and laid down.  Then I laid
down next to her and tried to kiss her.

   She looked at me and said "Don't kiss me; your breath is terrible." She
was exhausted, but just before she fell asleep, she said this was better
than in her wildest dreams.  I told her that I wished I could have been
there and watched.  She agreed; that way I could clean her shithole after
each of Luke's deposits were still fresh and she wouldn't have to struggle
to keep it from sliding out.  Then, of course, I would

   drink both their piss and eat both their shit.

   And when her ass was too sore, Luke would fuck MY ass like a two-dollar
whore!  I told her I couldn't wait!

   At that point, I got out of bed to get some covers for us and remove my
clothes, especially my own cum-filled pants.  Mishi saw this and took my
underwear and stuffed them in my mouth and told me to sleep that way
through the night,

   sucking my own cum out of my dirty underwear!

   Of course, I did and dreamt about Luke's return tomorrow night...

   To be continued in "The Misadventures of Mishi" and "The Perils of
Greggie-Poo"! 

he ad with a very hot
letter.

   Marcus or "Master" as I called him, wrote me right back and gave me
orders of how we were to meet.  We met at a black bar he picked, we sat in
a booth, had a few drinks and talked.  We discussed how things would work,
which was simply I would service him whenever he wanted and do whatever he
said.  While at the bar he placed my hand under the table and made me rub
his huge, hard black cock through his jeans.  It felt so big and hard, and
eventually we got up and went out to his truck.  Once there he took his
huge, uncut member out and had me stroke him as we drove to his place.
Once there he put in a porno movie and we undressed.  He sat on the couch
and spread his legs, telling me to get down on my knees between them.

   Once on my knees he grabbed my head and pulled me down to his balls and
told me to lick them while I stroke his cock.  As I licked and kissed his
spunk filled nutsack, he enjoyed watching guys getting blown by other guys
in the porno.  He was experiencing just what they were as he watched it and
said it was hot!  Then a scene of a guy giving head to another guy in the
shower came on and he decided we would head to the shower.

   Once in, the hot water slapped against our hard bodies and he placed his
hands on my shoulders.  Looking into my eyes he easily pushed me down to my
knees in the shower.  He was so much bigger and stronger, easily
controlling me.  I looked up at him as he looked down at me and he began
slapping my face with his big tool.  He was enjoying it, enjoying
humiliating me and I was loving it.

   I reached down and gave my hard cock a couple strokes and he asked "What
the hell are you doing?  You don't touch yourself, your only concern is
pleasing me.  I don't care if your get pleasure or not, all you care about
is getting me off and that is now your purpose in life.  When my cock
enters your mouth for the first time, that is when you become my slave.
Then I own you and there is no turning back.  Now lick my shaft and head so
that my cock slides smoothly in and out of your mouth."

   I licked his cock up and down and all over the bulbous crown, tasting
some precum.  Then he took his cock in one hand and held the head on my
lips, he put his other hand on the back of my head.  I looked up at him
smiling down at me.  With our eyes locked he held my head in place and
thrust forward his hips, his cock forcing my lips apart.  It was so hot
looking at each other as his cock entered my mouth.  His large member
quickly filled my hot mouth as my lips stretched around his shaft.

   I swirled my tongue all around the plumb in my mouth, savoring the
delectable flavor.

   "Now that my black cock is in you mouth you are my cocksucking whiteboy
slave until I say you are not and I plan to use you often."

   With that I sucked in my cheeks around him and he placed both hands on
either side of my head, holding me in place.  Then with his hips, he began
pumping his majestic black cock in and out of my mouth.  I gently played
with his balls and caressed his muscular legs and ass as he used my mouth
as he wanted.  There I was, on my knees, my mouth being used by a big black
man, it was heaven.

   Between moans he would verbally abuse me saying stuff like "take that
black cock, bitch, suck on a real man's cock, this is as close to a real
man as you will ever be!  Most guys call other another guy a cocksucker
when they want to insult him, because that is the lowest thing a man can
do, suck the dick of another guy.  And here you are doing it, you are
smoking my log, you are a whiteboy cocksucking faggot!"

   I was just loving it, being made to feel so cheap, being used, I had
found my place, again.

   He picked up the pace and was just ramming his rod into my mouth, I was
gagging every so often but he did not care.

   Then his breathing got deeper and I tasted some precum, followed by a
huge moan of pleasure and a blast of his thick seed.  He kept pumping as I
swallowed it down tasting his hot spunk.

   "Now you really are my bitch, that is the first of many loads you will
be forced to swallow," he moaned as he leaned against the shower wall,
spent from his huge load.

   We got out toweled off and went into the bedroom where he placed a dog
collar around my neck and attached a leash, which he held the end of.  He
laid back on the bed and told me to get him hard again and give him nice
long blowjob with attention to detail.

   He told me what things he liked as I went along thereby training me to
be his own personally customized cocksucker.  He had me tell him how much I
enjoyed being his slave and we talked back and forth as a gave him great
head.

   The hot talk only heightened the whole scene and his cock was even
bigger than before.  After a good hour he pulled on the leash and pushed me
onto my back.  He got over top of me and brought both my hands above my
head.  Then he wrapped the leash around my hands, keeping them together and
held both my hands with his one hand.  With his other hand he shoved his
dick into my mouth and began to fuck my face.

   There was nothing I could have done to stop him if I had wanted to,
which I did not.  But knowing he had control over me for real, turned me on
more than I ever had been in my life.  I just laid there as he used my
mouth as he wished, loving it.  It wasn't more than five minutes before he
pulled out and sprayed his spunk all over my face.  He rubbed it all over
with his still hard cock before shoving it back in my mouth to clean it up
and suck the last bit of cum out of the shaft..

   He rolled off me and I jerked off as he slept, still enjoying the taste
of his cum in my mouth and all over my face.  I finally knew that I would
never fight this life again, I was a slave to cock and I knew it.

   So began my life as his slave, he would call me whenever he wanted to be
serviced.  Which was every other day, if not more.  He knew I had a
girlfriend and did not like it.

   One time he called me over, just before I was going to take Chastity to
a movie and he came in my mouth, rubbing it all over my lips.

   He said, "When you kiss her tonight I want you to remember that my cum
is in your mouth and all over your lips, and do not clean it up."

   When I did kiss her I thought about it and got really turned on, knowing
how much he controlled me.  I often had to cancel dates with her to do as
he ordered me to.  One time he came over as I was going over to pick her up
and said I was not going anywhere.  He had me call her to tell her I could
not make it and while talking to her, he had me sucking his cock.  When
done talking, he took the phone away and used my slave mouth as he wished.
He was always a little rough and verbally abusive, it was the best.

   After about two months and many loads, it was putting a strain on my
relationship with Chastity.  It was not hard to decide what to do.  Yes,
Chastity was a beautiful, rich blonde girl, young, pure and the object of
so many men's fantasies...  but she could never have a huge, black cock...
When I was thinking of breaking up with Chastity one night, Master said:

   "Let me make it easy for you" and he shoved his cock in my mouth.  "You
know this is what you want, it feels so good in your mouth doesn't it.  You
cannot fight it even if you wanted to, cock owns you, my cock.  It is your
life now and will be forever, you are a cocksucker and there is nothing you
can do about it.  You exist now only to service black men and do what they
tell you.  In the world there are guys that get sucked off and there are
guys that do the sucking and you are one of the latter.  You will break up
with her if for only one reason, I am ordering you to slave!"

   He was right, it felt so good in my mouth and being used by another man
gave me such pleasure, I knew what I had to do.  Plus he was my black
master and I was hit white bitch so I had to do what he said.

   He told me I was going to break up with Chastity and tell her why-
because I'm a black cock slave.  He got a evil grin on his face and told me
we were going to have some fun.  I could not believe what he was planning
and said it might not be such a good idea.

   "If she finds out all my friends will know."

   "You do not tell me what to do, I tell you what to do and when I do, you
better do it!  It does not matter if your friends know, your life is cock
now, nothing else matters " he said sharply.

   He insisted on driving me over to her parents' mansion and parking out
front.  After a few minutes, she came out to greet us.  When she came out,
I told her he could no longer go out with her.  When she asked why, Marcus
put his hand on my head and began to pull my head down, I resisted and let
Chastity see this but then gave in and went down to my place.

   I (reluctantly) unzipped Marcus's pants, and took him in my mouth right
away and began sucking bigtime.  He moaned and made sure she saw his
pleasure and then told me to slowly come up and look at her and then he
would pull me back down to his cock again.  I came up and I could see she
was stunned as she looked on.  Then his hand went on my head and he pulled
me back down and this time I did not show any signs of resistance.  I took
his cock back in my mouth and began giving him super head.

   She stood looking in the van window, seeing my head bobbing up and down.
Now there was no doubt that she knew what was taking place.

   Master looked at her and showed her the pleasure on his face, the
pleasure of using my mouth.

   "That's it, bitch, suck my cock, I'm going to shoot my thick nigger seed
in your faggot whiteboy mouth" he said to me as he looked at her.  On cue,
I felt his semen flooding into my mouth, a taste I now knew well.  He
grabbed my hair and pulled me up and showed her my face.  Cum smeared on my
lips and chin as he pulled me off and up so she saw his cum in my mouth and
on my face.

   She could see the pleasure on my face and tell I just loved it.  The
entire time we went out she never sucked my cock, she was grossed out by
the thought of it and here I had just blown a black guy.

   "Good cocksucking slave faggot, that makes an even hundred load of black
cum, doesn't it?" Master said with a smile.

   I gave Chastity one last look and then went back down to his cumstick.
My girlfriend just stood there watching me suck some black guy's cock.  She
didn't even know I was into this kind of stuff, so it must have shocked the
hell out of her.  Chastity got closer and watched, mystified, in rapt awe
as I expertly deep-throated the huge organ.  My head pistoned up and down
on my Black Master's cock like a jackhammer.

   "Mmm, he loves suckin' black cock!  Don'tcha whiteboy?  That's all white
bitches are good for, serving black cock, right faggot?"

   I moaned my agreement.  Master looked right into Chastity's eyes while I
sucked him off.  As he tensed up, I knew he was about to cum, he lifted my
head off his cock and made me look at Chastity.

   "Watch this, bitch," he said and Chastity stared right at me as he shot
his load right onto my waiting tongue with perfect accuracy.  I caught
every drop of his copious load on my tongue.  I allowed it to sit there
until he nodded.

   I then broke my eye contact with Marcus and looked at Chastity, closed
my mouth and swallowed loudly and said, "That is why...  I am a black cock
slave faggot."

   Chastity was speechless.

   Marcus opened the door and pulled her in, she was still too shocked to
react.  Marcus pulled her in back and told me to drive back to the his
apartment.

   As I did, Marcus shoved her dirty panties in her mouth and ass-raped her
all the way back to the projects, cumming in her ass multiple times and
giving her a piss enema, for good measure.

   When we got back, I came into the back of the van.  Chastity was still
face down, ass in the air.  Her sphincter was stretched wide open, it had
lost all elasticity and gaped obscenely.  I could see it positively
brimming with brownish shit-stained cum.

   The overwhelmingly nasty stench of fresh shit filled the air.  I looked
over at Marcus, whose cock, still a foot long as it hung flaccid between
his legs, was completely coated in Chastity's shit, as were her ass cheeks.


   As Chastity watched, Marcus summoned me to him and made me get down on
my knees.  I knew what to do and opened his mouth widely as Marcus inserted
the full length of his shit-covered cock into my mouth and down my throat.

   Chastity marveled at my skill as I flawlessly prevented his teeth or
lips from brushing Marcus's cock as it went in, so that none of the shit
would get scraped off on the way in.

   When Marcus had finally lowered his entire length into me, causing
obscene bulging in mt neck, his kinky black pubic hairs tickling my white
boy nostrils, I closed and sealed my lips tightly around Marcus's cock and
sucked hard, repeatedly, working my tongue around the huge tool.

   The entire time, I kept eye contact with Marcus, Chastity watched on,
hypnotized.  Then, slowly, Marcus pulled his long, huge, thick, rock-hard
black cock from my tightly sealed lips, sparkling clean.  All of Chastity's
shit stayed in my mouth.  When Marcus was out and my mouth bulged with
shit, Marcus nodded and I swallowed loudly and visibly, taking all of
Chastity's shit into my gut.

   The momentary silence afterward seemed almost like a tender moment.  At
least until Marcus abruptly and roughly grabbed me, threw me to the ground
on my back, tore off my skimpy jogging shorts and began roughly ass-fucking
me without mercy.

   The entire van rocked violently as Marcus churned my creamy white ass
into butter.  I cried out both in shock and pain.

   Marcus looked over to Chastity and ordered her squat over my mouth and
shit the cum and piss enema into his mouth, which she did gladly, getting
revenge on me for getting her into this situation.

   When we finally got back into his apartment, he had already fucked her
up the ass and cum deep in her bowels, and had fucked her face as hard as
he had her ass and made her swallow.  He'd also pissed in her mouth and
ass.

   Once we were inside his apartment, he made me suck the cum and piss from
her ass.

   He ordered her to shit in my mouth, which she seemed to do with some bit
of sadistic pleasure.  She had stopped putting up a fight now and we each
took turns sucking his cock and drinking his piss.  Now Master had two
slaves for his big, black cock.

   Mishi came in on the middle of this.  Apparently, she knew about my
straying and had arranged all of this with Marcus long before.  It turned
out, I later discovered, that Marcus is Luke's brother.  Mishi took an
instant liking to Chastity (and vice-versa).  As Chastity shat another piss
enema into my mouth, Mishi informed her of the situation and told her she
would be staying with them, now.

   When Chastity began shitting uncontrollably at the end of the enema,
everyone was surprised.  Mishi made me eat it, but it just kept coming.
Chastity shat at least 4 pounds of shit down mt throat before it was all
done.  I threw some up and was told that would be my dinner.

   Chastity explained that she has always had an incontinence problem,
something she's hid as her most private shame.  Because of some rare
metabolic disorder, she must eat constantly and shits copiously at least
twice a day or so.

   Mishi said she'd fit right in, here...  in fact, some people would
appreciate her "curse" very much.

   Nowadays, Chastity still loves to be raped by Mishi and Luke and Marcus.

   Sometimes she and Marcus or Luke will top me-they'll lay me on my back
and Marcus will savagely ass-rape me while she sits on my face with her
full weight, and fills me with pounds and pounds of her nastiest shit.  The
two will French kiss passionately while they use me in this way.

   Other times, when she is particularly filled to the brim with shit, she
will lay over me with her ass over my face and have Marcus ass-rape her.  I
must eat all the shit that spills out and repeatedly suck Marcus' cock
clean of the inch-thick layer of shit that it comes out of her ass with.

   Often times this goes on for an hour or two before Marcus comes either
up her ass or down my throat (sometimes both) and follows up with what
seems like a gallon of piss.

   Sometimes Mishi and Chastity will top me, Mishi forcing me to seal my
lips to Chastity's asshole so Chastity can let her shit flow freely and
completely uninhibitedly down my throat straight into my stomach.  I've
eaten so much now that my stomach capacity has definitely increased - I end
up looking as if I'm nine months pregnant, sometimes carrying around what
feels like about an extra 50 pounds of shit in his gut (I sometimes get
back pain from this, now).

   Mishi loves to make me eat as much as I can and make me hold it all and
make sure it doesn't come back up until it's all digested (this usually
takes almost a week before I'm hungry again).

   To be continued in the further "Misadventures of Mishi" and "The Perils
of Greggie-Poo"!