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The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 01

By: scatwoman



The Perils of Greggie-Poo #1: "Mishi's Dark Lust"

(Note: these events follow from those in the series "The Misadventures of Mishi")

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My wife, Mishi, is a petite 5'6", 100 lb., natural blonde. The trusses of her hair reach just below her ears. Her breasts are perky and stand out at a slightly up-thrust angle, her stomach is flat, and she's got a round, tight ass. Her thighs are set apart a little giving her pelvis structure a real fuck me look. She keeps herself fit at the YWCA swimming, and we like to cycle.

One day I was looking for some papers I had 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 


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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"!



The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Being Neighborly

To start let me give you a brief description of the both of us. If you want a more detailed description you can look at Mishi. At the time we were in our late twenties. Mishi was about 5'6" tall. She was curvy and VERY feminine. She had wavy blonde hair cut short in a bob, creamy white skin and deep blue eyes. She had a wonderful, bubbly personality and always seemed to be happy.

I, on the other hand, am a fat slob. I'm 5'8" tall and back then I was about 220 lbs.

After the episode with Aramis and that strange woman, Lynne, Mishi began to try to talk to me about the evening. I honestly enjoyed the night, although parts of it disturbed me. Most disturbing was that I really liked the entire night. A small part of me was concerned for my manhood.

But my basic nature is that I don't discuss such things with anyone. This was a dilemma and I was used to working such things out in my own mind. But Mishi was a woman. She HAD to talk. I tried to talk with her, but I am not the sensitive type of man that 'opens up' and displays his emotions. The only time that I have ever opened up was when I opened up someone else, usually with my fists. Oh, yes, I was one macho guy back then. Since that time I have mellowed dramatically, but when I first met Mishi I was still pretty typically manly.

But Mishi persisted. Little by little she got my feelings out of me. She was very smart about it. She would ask one or two simple questions that required short responses and leave it at that. Then she would come back and ask other questions. Before too many days were passed she had a better handle on my feelings than I did. After a couple of weeks of this she had a serious discussion with me that I just couldn't avoid.

"OK, Greg. This is it. I know that these kinds of talks make you uncomfortable, and I don't want to do that, but I do want to know if I'm right. Will you try to confirm or deny what I think for me?"

How could I deny her that.

"I believe that you really enjoyed what happened. One of the big reasons is that you were able to conquer your jealousy. That must have made you feel really good. After all, jealousy is a strong emotion and you had the strength to overcome it. Am I right?"

I had already figured that part out.

"You discovered that the root of jealousy is insecurity. A person is only jealous when they are afraid that they might lose something. If there is no fear then it becomes sharing, a totally different thing. By sharing me you demonstrated that you are very secure with yourself. You could let your wife be with another man... even watch it, and still know that she would always be yours. Am I still right?"

I hadn't gotten that far, but what she said had a strong ring of truth to it. I started to feel really good about myself.

"But there's another side, isn't there? You've always been in control. You've always been the He-man. You've always been dominant and strong. I bet you felt a lot of new feelings when you had Aramis' cum on your lips. Finally you didn't have to be in charge. Finally you didn't have to be so strong. You could actually be submissive. And once you did that you found that you STILL were a man... all man. Am I right?"

I had to tell her that I didn't know about that. Being submissive scared me for some reason. Of course being scared immediately made me want to attack it, just like I had been trained. To charge through it until the fear had no control over me. But this certainly wasn't something that I wanted to attack. But neither was the other thousand fears that I overcame in the Army. Oh, no... back to confusion!

Mishi waited for a few minutes, obviously seeing the conflict in my face.

"Greg," she said, putting her hand on my shoulder, "you don't have to learn everything about yourself in one sitting. You can let it just happen on it's own. If you aren't sure of the answer then just say so. Maybe I can help you discover the answer."

"I just don't know, Mishi. I just am not sure."

We made a deal then. She said that she would take over being dominant for now. I would take the submissive role. But since neither of us wanted to be uncomfortable we made a signal. Any time that I felt that I couldn't go any further with what she wanted all that I had to do was use the word "eclipse" in a sentence. She would immediately back off and give me more control. She stressed that whenever I wanted to be dominant all that I had to do was use my commanding voice and she would be more submissive than I could ever be. She promised me that if I would do this then she would reward me more than I could ever imagine.

The thought of Mishi rewarding me more than I could ever imagine woke me up right away. Mishi was definitely well skilled in sex. She knew things that I had never dreamed of. The deal was made. 

"No time like the present," Mishi said as she stood up from her chair, "follow me, little boy," Mishi stood up and walked to the bedroom.

I followed her into the bedroom, trying my best to be submissive. She didn't stop in the bedroom, but walked straight out onto the balcony.

Our balcony was only on the second floor. It looked out over one of the courtyards of the apartment complex that where we lived. It late night on a Saturday night. Mishi told me to leave the bedroom light on and open the drapes. When I walked out I could see that there was nobody walking below, but the drapes and windows of almost everyone else was wide open, letting the summer breeze float through. Glancing around I could see people watching TV, playing board games, and working in the kitchen. They could certainly see us if they looked our way.

My eyes widened when Mishi dropped her pants and her panties. She was standing right in front of the big glass doors. The light must have made her visible to everyone in the courtyard. She turned her back to me and put one foot up on a footstool that we had on the balcony. Then she leaned over and put both hands on the railing.

"Everyone can SEE you!" I said to her.

"That's EXACTLY what I want. I want everyone to see YOU get on your knees and start sucking my ass. Go ahead! Put your tongue inside my asshole. I want to see how far inside you can get it. GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW!" Mishi said in a loud voice.

I didn't want to attract attention so I immediately dropped to my knees behind her. I used both hands and spread the cheeks of her ass. I had licked her ass many times, but not like this. Each time that I had licked her ass her cheeks were already spread from the position that she was in. Somehow, the act of using my hands and spreading those cheeks made a difference. 

The light behind me illuminated her like a spotlight. For the first time I noticed that the skin around her asshole was brown and wondered why. I held her ass cheeks apart as I gently touched my tongue to the sensitive skin around the opening. I wanted to drag this out. I wanted to see how long she would stay out here, naked from the waist down, in public sight. I wasn't too worried. This was an adult complex. There were no children, so only adults would be able to see. At least we wouldn't be contributing to the delinquency of a minor.

Mishi loves having her asshole licked. She was breathing heavily in just a few seconds. She never stopped talking. "That's it, worm, lick that asshole. That's where your tongue belongs, right in the crack of my ass. Clean up my asshole, lick all the dried shit!" 

Mishi kept on like a baseball catcher, never stopping, her ass was clean, but having her TELL me to eat her shit somehow made me hornier than ever. I placed the tip of my tongue directly on the opening and gently pushed. Her asshole opened immediately and the tip of my tongue was inside. I tasted a slightly bitter taste immediately.

"Oh, yes, fuck my asshole with your tongue," Mishi was saying.

I started pushing my tongue as deep into her asshole as I could. Then I felt her body shake from side to side, not like an orgasm, but like she was waving at someone.

"Hi, Luke," I heard her say loudly. Luke was our neighbor across the courtyard. He must have been at least twenty yards away so Mishi was speaking in a very loud voice.

"What on earth are you doing?" I heard Luke ask.

"I'm not doing anything at all," she replied. "It's Greg here that's doing everything. He has his tongue inside my asshole."

JESUS! She was practically screaming it out to the world.

"Aren't you afraid that someone will SEE you?" he asked.

"Nah, if they don't want to see Greg with his face in my ass then they don't have to look. I notice you are looking."

"I sure AM!" he said. "That doesn't bother ME at all. But I can't see very well. Hold on," he said.

A few minutes later he came back. "He's got binoculars." Mishi said to me. Then she pulled her shirt up, exposing her breasts to him.

"Better?" she asked him.

"MUCH Better."

Mishi started massaging her tits while I kept fucking her asshole.

"Luke, why don't you meet me in the courtyard?" she yelled. Mishi pulled away from me and pulled up her pants. "You wait right here, don't move," she said to me. Then she went inside the house. Luke dropped the binoculars right where he was and hurried downstairs. He and my wife met right in the middle of the courtyard, underneath a big tree. They talked for a couple of minutes and I saw Mishi wave her hand at me as if dismissing me. Then she reached for the front of his pants.

Right out in the courtyard Mishi dropped his pants to his ankles.

"Since my ass is so well lubricated already..." she offered and reached back and spread her cheeks for Luke. Luke didn't waste a second and shoved his big hard black prick right up my wife's ass! She held he ass cheeks open as Luke grabbed her hips and fucked her for all he was worth. Mishi kept looking right at me the whole time. Finally, Luke began to groan, he grabbed her hips tighter and plunged his cock all the way in. Mishi moaned as he shot his load deep into her ass. 

When he was done, she turned so that she was in profile to me as she promptly dropped to her knees. All of my senses were heightened. It seemed every image was burned into my mind as her dainty fingers closed around his hard cock. She was looking at the head of it, staring at it. I was wondering what she was thinking at the moment. Was she thinking of me? Was she wondering about her loving husband, left behind on the balcony and watching her stroking a neighbor's dick?

Just at that moment she looked up at me. At first she had a strange look on her face, was it a frown, or maybe it was concentration. Or maybe she was grimacing at the stench of her own shit on Luke's cock. Then her face brightened and she smiled at me. She sort of aimed his dick in my direction and opened her mouth.

She started down at his balls. Slowly she pulled her tongue back up his hard dick. I could tell that she was doing this entirely for my benefit. She was putting on a show. She cupped his nuts with one hand while moving her tongue from the bottom to the top. When she would get to the top she would circle the head of his cock a couple of times before finally closing her lips around it and pulling the whole dick into her mouth until her nose was in his pubic hairs. She sucked on Luke's shitty cum-covered cock right down to the roots! 

She sucked it clean making slutty "mmm" noises as she did so. Luke didn't even get a chance to get soft!

His dick was much bigger than mine, it was about twelve inches, and thicker too. I could tell that she was enjoying the fact that she could deep throat him.

Mishi kept on doing this for as long as he could take it. I have no idea how long she did it. Time stood still for me, up there, a spectator to my wife's outside sex show. It seemed like forever until suddenly Luke just had to put an end to it. He grabbed my wife by the sides of her head and started thrusting his hips into her face. She got the idea because she closed her eyes and started concentrating on him instead of on me. He head started moving back and forth.

I could hear a rattling groan escape from Luke. She took her mouth off his dick and I watched the first spray hit her lips. She immediately put his dick back in her mouth and I knew that he was filling my wife's mouth with his cum. She never missed a beat, but then again, she never did. She milked him completely dry. Then she stood up and took his hand and led him into our house. Mishi was smiling as she came back into the house.

She walked directly to me, her mouth was covered with Luke's sperm. 

"Kiss me," she said.

I felt my dick harden as she grabbed me and pressed her lips to mine. Her lips were slimy with cum. I could taste cum in her mouth -she hadn't swallowed Luke's cum- but now I was! I could feel her smearing it all over my face. Finally she broke the kiss.

"You've been pretty good tonight," she said. "Come on inside and I'll reward you." 

We went inside and she definitely did reward me...

As I was on my knees sitting on my heels, Mishi and Luke whispered to each other, planning what to do with me. Every now and then one of them would laugh or look incredulous and look at me with a wide-eyed evil grin. Finally, they settled on a plan and came over to me.

First, she had me lick her ass again, but this time it was coated with her ass-juices and traces of Luke's cum! Nevertheless, she made me lick it clean.

"Stick your tongue up there and eat out his cum since you love its taste so much!"

I was totally humiliated. I tried not to think about Luke standing right there looking at me, and I did as she said. I stuck my tongue right up her ass, and this time it opened even easier. I could definitely taste his cum (I recognized it already!) It was really up there, very viscous, more so than the load he shot on her face and in her mouth. Then I felt her strain and she let out a soft grunt with a wet fart that shot anal gasses and thick gobs of Luke's cum right into my mouth!

I started to back away but she reached back and held my head there.

"Luke, help me hold this little shitface on my ass!" She cried in an impassioned tone. Luke did just so and held my head firmly in her ass.

When she was sure I was secure, I felt her stiffen, then relax as she let loose a long, loud wet fart right into my mouth! Some of it escaped through the space between her cheeks and mine making an extremely obscene sound, but most of it shot into my mouth, through and out my nose, and into my lungs! In the process, the rest of Luke's thick sperm was deposited forcefully into my mouth- and there was a lot of it.

I guess he hadn't had a piece of ass in a long time, because he sure had saved up quite a load! I found out later, though, that that was about average for Luke.

"Ohhh... God... I have to... Luke, help me-" She turned around and he stuck my face between her lips as she squatted over my mouth- I was practically sealed to her cunt! She moaned as she pissed right into my mouth.

"Swallow it! Drink it all, you filthy, worthless toilet-boy!"

And that's what I was! I drank it all down, or at least, as much as I could. Some of it spilled over and down my chin. It was hot and bitter, and it turned me on like nothing else! When she finished, she slapped me.

"Dirty filthbag, you spilled some! Get back to my ass!" She turned around and once again, she sat right on my mouth. As Luke held me there, she wasted no time farting again, but as I stuck my tongue up her ass, I felt something hard that tasted strong and nasty!

"Oh, God, YES! Eat my yummy shit, dirtbag!" And with that, she let loose a disgusting, wet soft shit rope right into my open mouth! I tried to pull away, but her weight and Luke's grip kept me locked there, mouth open. I had to swallow, but I was gagging, I couldn't help it- I barfed- right up her ass!

"Ohhh..., that felt nice! Here, have some back!" And she shat my own vomit right back in my mouth, mixed with the shit that was in there! What choice did I have? I swallowed. Some of it spilled out over the sides, but most of it stayed in my mouth. I realized I couldn't breathe because my nose was clogged with vomit! I had to swallow everything I had in my mouth to be able to breathe anytime soon. 

For whatever reason, I never thought to use the safety word. Besides, it would have been hard to use "eclipse" in a sentence when my mouth was packed full of my wife's steaming shit!

"Luke! Fuck his ass! Fuck his faggot ass while he eats my filthy shit!" I couldn't believe what she was telling him to do, but before I could really think about it, Luke was on his knees behind me and had his prick right at my asshole. 

I looked up into Mishi's eyes pleadingly and she looked down at me with not a hint of compassion in her eyes.

"Do it. Fuck him!" And he did! He shoved his dick in roughly, no gentle devirginizing for me! It was a searing, splitting pain, like I had never felt before! As he shoved it in, I was just finishing the vomit and shit in my mouth and took a sharp breath- just as Mishi farted again. I took a nice deep breath of shit gas! Then she grunted and shot another load of crap right into my mouth. 

This time I knew I couldn't delay and chewed it up and swallowed it as quickly as I could while Luke fucked me hard like a two dollar whore. Mishi took advantage of my faster swallowing and let her shit come faster into my mouth as she fingered herself. She must have been planning this, because she had enough shit up there for a week! And most of it was soft, some almost runny, all of it extremely revolting smelling, like horse shit! 

Luke began grunting in my ear and Mishi began to buck as she farted and shat in my mouth.

"Yeah, come up his ass! Come up his ass!" Mishi came as she said that, then immediately dropped down to her knees and ordered me to jerk off, which I did feverishly, still chewing on her last mouthload of crap! Luke laid me on my back and continued to fuck me hard. Mishi sat beside me and whispered degrading insults into my ear as she held wide my butt-cheeks and watched Luke pummel my ass. I was still trying to finish the shit in my mouth.

Luke needed a lot of pumping to cum this third time, so I came before him easily. Mishi caught it all in a glass she had grabbed. As soon as I finished, she opened my mouth and poured a whole mouthful of my own cum in my mouth!

"Swallow!" Of course, I did. 

Just then, Luke began to moan loudly, he pulled out of my ass came around to the other side of the bed. Mishi quickly moved me back so that my head dropped off the edge of the bed as Luke jerked his dick over my face. The first load hit me in the lips, the second came after he had shoved his filthy prick in my mouth to the hilt, his balls slapping my nose, his pubic hairs tickling my chin! I sucked his cock clean of my own shit as he pumped more cum into my mouth than I had ever thought was possible! I swallowed it all, missing not a single drop of it. He pumped my mouth like a pussy, leaning over me and fucking like a man possessed! 

I don't know how I managed not to gag, but Mishi certainly didn't have the monopoly on deep-throating. As Luke fucked my face and fed me his cum-juice, Mishi sucked the excess come, piss, shit and vomit from my chin, neck and chest. 

Finally, Luke shot his last load and held his cock as deep in my throat as he could. He left it in there, shuddering a little every now and then. Mishi went up and deep-kissed him, then whispered something in his ear. He nodded and they kissed passionately for a few more moments while I lay there with Luke's cock embedded deep in my mouth. 

Then I felt a warm liquid pouring into my throat- it was Luke's piss! He was still semi-hard and pissing in my throat! Since he was so deep, there was no swallowing to do, it just went right down into me whether I wanted it to or not!




The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 02



After he was done, they broke the kiss and Luke pulled out quickly- making a sick wet popping sound as he pulled out his cock from my mouth- a thick line of cum and saliva ran from my open mouth to his semi-hard prick. Mishi and Luke looked at me.

"E..." I started to say, but my throat was so sore and my mouth so used that I could barely form a syllable, "e...clipse?" I weakly muttered.

"Eclipse?" Luke chucked, "What the fuck does that mean? Does he think a mint is gonna freshen *that* breath?!"

"Pathetic shit-boy," Mishi said, patting my head and completely ignoring our safety word! Luke whispered something in her ear, a question. She turned to him and kissed him. 

"Do it." 

Luke turned around and sat on my face, placing his anus right on my well-used mouth. I gave up, defeated. I didn't really mean it when I used the safety word, deep down. I knew what my place was, now. I spread Luke's muscular black asscheeks and opened my mouth wide. Mishi french kissed him deeply as he shit several loafs in my mouth, each of which I gladly devoured. 

I was totally debased, totally humiliated. There was no turning back now, I was filth. I was their slave, their cocksucker, their faggot, and their toilet. 

Later that night they fucked passionately as I watched from the floor and cleaned them afterwards. At dinner, I ate their leftovers and chewed-up food from my place on the floor. Even later, I got their digested parts of the meal as well. 

Luke soon moved in and this became the regular arrangement. I was never allowed to fuck Mishi or Luke, I was for their pleasure only, and for their waste. That toilet is only used by guests and Mishi intentionally broke it and leaves it that way so that if a guest does use it, I have to eat their shit from the bowl when they leave. 

Mishi even makes certain meals for dinner guests that she knows will make them have particularly nasty stool, and she mixes in a little laxative to increase the chances that they'll take a dump before they leave. 

Mishi would bring in others too, men and women to use me as well. Once they had 20 of their friends over, and each and every one of them used me thoroughly.... 

but that's another story.

I have to go now, Mishi has to take another shit....

* * * * *

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



The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 03



The Perils of Greggie-Poo #4 "In the Drivers Seat"

When I last left off we were on a surprise trip to Vegas,(my wife, her lover and me).

As we pulled up to the terminal and the driver got out to take our bags to the porter Mishi got out and told me to ask the driver if he would like "anything" in addition to his tip as we had around 45 minutes before we had to board. 

The driver looked at me and said "are you talking about what I think you are talking about?" 

"Yes," I replied, "you may take pleasure from my wife if you so wish."

"YOUR wife?!?!" he replied laughing, 

"Sure, drive around the airport and park in the rental lot, there is a secluded place down where they park the shuttle buses." 

"Uh, whoa, man, I was going to stop for a piss break, you know... wait here-" 

"No," my wife said, hold it. "It's now or never, stud." 

He thought about it. "It's a really nasty piss, lady, I don't know if I can-" he started. 

"Even better," she said and shoved him back in the limo. 

He didn't try to get back out. My wife kissed Luke and he told her that he would be at the bar and for her to make sure that I keep my hands off her. 

She laughed and said, "Don't worry, he will be too busy trying to watch without crashing this limo!" and slid into the back seat with our driver. 

I set up our camcorder we always brought with us to document these occasions- we have built up quite a collection!

I pulled away from the curb and glanced in the rear-view mirror out of habit and almost rear-ended the taxi in front of me as I saw the driver sliding his big strong hands down the front of my wife's silk blouse and cupping her full breasts. 

His dark brown skin looked wonderful against my wife's pale white skin, blonde hair and deep blue eyes. I could barely keep my eyes on the road as I headed for the rental lot. Mishi's legs parted slightly and she moaned softly as he started to rub the quickly moistening crotch of her black silk panties. I had no sooner parked when I heard her shriek in joy. 

I snapped my head around to see what was going on and my mouth dropped when I saw him lifting my wife and sliding her up and down on his thick brown cock. I could tell it was at least twice as long and thick as mine- she really knew how to pick them! Her leather skirt was bunched up around her waist and he hadn't even bothered to take her panties off, he had just pulled them to the side and slammed into her extremely hot, tight asshole! 

I could see the muscles in his arms bulge through his jacket as he repeatedly picked my wife up into the air and drop her suddenly down onto his cock. As he would lift her up my wife would inhale and when slammed back down to the root of his thickness she would exhale with a grunt "HUUUUUHHHH!" up, inhale, down, "OOHHHHHH!!" up, inhale, down, "MMMYYYYY" up, inhale, down, "GAAAAAAWWWWDDDD!!!" 

Suddenly he dropped her down onto his lap and buried his face in her chest, sucking on her beautiful, perky but big tits. Looking me in the eye my wife softly sighed as she rocked slowly back and forth on his cock, her legs wrapped around his muscular back she started to slowly rake her perfectly buffed and polished nails, (another one of my bi-weekly chores I had to perform in the nude with my cock ring on and my butt plug in) across his back. 

She smiled at me and threw her head back and moaned as he started to nip and suck on her rock hard nipples. She started to slowly and softly chant over and over:

"Cum inside me, cum inside, I want to feel you cum." 

Lifting his head he looked at my wife and then at me, and said "You got it lady!" and he laid her down without taking his cock out of her and started to slam into her asshole faster and faster. 

"Ooooooohhh, that feels so good!" my wife screamed. 

"Better than your husband?" he panted.

"Ha! I used to toss his little cock a pity fuck once a month, why do you think my lover was feeling me up on the way here instead of him!" she replied smiling over his shoulder at me. 

I thought I was going to cum in my pants! With a grunt I could see him lock up and freeze with his cock buried deep in my wife's tight, hungry asshole and I knew he was cumming inside her.

"Yes, yes, that's it lover, shoot it all in me!" my wife cooed. 

"My god!" he said "I haven't cum like that in years, you are something else lady, but I have a problem, if I pull out now my cum is gonna get all over these leather seats!" 

"No problem, get back here Greg!" my wife barked at me. I quickly scrambled over the front seat and kneeled on the floor of the limo. My cock straining painfully as I knew I was about to be further humiliated in front of this complete stranger who had just fucked my wife. 

"Watch this!" my wife said to the driver with a slight grin on her face as she pushed him gently on his chest causing him to lean back and I knew that if I had any chance of having sex my self on this trip it hinged on how I handled the next 30 seconds. 

As I saw his unbelievably fat cock slide out of my wife's asshole I knew immediately when I heard a slight wet pop that I had at least 10 seconds before anything leaked out of her stretched, sopping asshole. 

Looking at his cock I could see a long string of cum dangling from the tip and catching it on my tongue in one motion I made a smooth lapping motion from his balls to the tip and slid the still bloated black head into the back of my throat and sucked as hard as I could 10 times, sucking the remnants of his ejaculate into my throat as my tongue lapped the base urging it all out, sucking my wife's shit off his cock. Her shit was a taste I was quite used to, she hasn't had to use a toilet (besides me) for three years now. 

"Holy Shit!" he exclaimed, "I've read about freaky shit like this! But I never thought I would see it for myself!" 

Snapping my head back his cock made a wet popping noise as it left the tight confines of my mouth and throat. It was squeaky clean but I had a brown ring around my mouth- my lips were shit-stained. I dove into my wife's ass. Latching my mouth onto her just starting to ooze asshole I started to lap and suck as hard and as fast as I could. 

"Jesus Christ, when was the last time this guy came!" I thought as I sucked gob after gob of slightly acidic sperm out of my wife's asshole.

"Good boy, clean me out good." She whispered while running her hands through my hair and I could feel her asshole try to push out more into my mouth. She farted a few times, wet nasty-sounding farts that filled my mouth with cum. This guy must not have been laid in a couple years, at least! 

When I knew for sure she was completely free of cum I lifted my head and looked around for any I might have missed, (didn't want any on the leather seats!) and I smiled when I didn't see any. 

"Don't you think you should thank the nice big dick?" my wife purred, holding the huge prick by the base and grabbing my head and forcing me back down on it. I looked up at her, then the driver, who looked a little confused. 

"Look, lady, this is all nasty and horny and shit, but I just- ugnh!" I slid my mouth back down on his cock which was starting to get soft by now. 

I locked eyes with him as I knew my wife would like and sucked him like a madman. He started moaning immediately. He laid back and clenched the seat and I went to town on his cock, getting it rock-hard in a matter of seconds. 

"It's his turn, now" my wife whispered into his ear and she licked his hear which caused his dick to twitch in my mouth. "Fuck my faggot husband up the ass, like you fucked me..." 

The driver was so pent up and horny he didn't argue. 

"Fuck his ass!" she hissed. The driver pulled me off his cock with a loud slurping sound, drool running down my chin. My wife undid my pants and the driver violently yanked them down as I spun around to take his cock in my ass. I heard him snicker as he caught sight of my butt-plug. My wife popped it out unceremoniously and bent forward and shoved it in my mouth. I moaned and suckled my own shit off of it like a pacifier. It was big, but not nearly as big as this black stud's cock. I was in for a real fucking, especially as horny and revved up he was. 

"Go on, you fucking big black stud! Fuck that ass!" She guided his cock to my asshole and he took over from there. He shoved his cock up my ass in one push! I groaned loudly against through the butt-plug in my mouth as he savagely began humping my ass. 

"Oh yeah!" My wife hissed, rubbing her sopping wet pussy, "yeah, look at that big black dick fucking that little whiteboy faggot ass! Drive it into him! Fuck him like a whore! Make him your bitch! Fuckin' fuck the SHIT out of him!" 

The driver moaned and groaned and really gave it to me. While it was my wife on top before in control, this time the driver was doing just that- he was in the driver's seat and driving his stickshift right up my exhaust pipe! 

He fucked me with a vengeance. He grunted and snarled like a wild animal, driving his entire 12 inch cock up my ass with each thrust. When I saw the videotape my wife made later, I was amazed I could take such punishment, his cock was literally a blur as it plunged itself to the hilt into my shit-chute and back out. Shit was collecting around my asshole as my wife only let me take a shit once every 4 or 5 days. Now this big black assfucker was shoving 5 days worth of shit up into my bowels, making his cock feel even bigger than it was! 

If I could have touched myself, I would have come, but I knew my wife would only let me jerk off in front of her when everyone else was done. 

I had a crick in my neck because this animal was fucking me with such force that each thrust drove my head into the far door, and shook the limo like an amusement ride! If anyone was passing by, they probably had a good idea what was going on... well, SOME idea, anyway! 

He was taking much longer to cum this time since he had just fucked my wife's ass a few seconds ago. He must have drilled my ass for at least 10 minutes, while my wife drove him on with her nasty sailor talk and sticking her tongue in his ear. His sweat started to drip down onto me, coating my back and neck. I could hear his heavy breathing as his rock-hard fucktool tore up my faggot ass. The limo reeked of sex- my wife's ass, her smoldering cunt, his cum, my shit, and the driver's musky sex-sweat. 

I started moaning and grunting with each shove. My wife pulled the now thoroughly clean butt-plug out of my mouth and I groaned out loud. 

"Yeah, that's it, you like his cock, don't you, you fucking faggot?" 

"Y-ye-ugnh!!!" I tried to answer. 

"Come on, faggot, I don't hear you! Tell him how much you love him fucking your hot little asshole! Come on, boy!" She slapped me.

"Yeah! UNGH! F-FUCK ME! Fuck my FAGGOT ASSHO-UNGH!" I had no idea what I was saying anymore, I'd never been so savagely fucked in my life!

"That's it, faggot, come on, let him know how great that monster feels in your guts!" she said and tongued his ear, causing him to grunt hard and grind his cock deep inside me. 

"UNGH-OHHHH!! Yeah! Fuck me! God, yes! I LOVE it! GOD I need your hard black COCK up my ASShole!!! UNGH! FUCK MEEEE!!!" The driver couldn't take any more, and I knew he was close. 

But instead of cumming up my ass, he pulled out and roughly pulled me back and turned me over, on my back. My mouth was now where my ass had just been and his cock was right at my lips. I knew what was coming now. 

I could see chunks of my shit on his cock, they were slightly lighter-brown than his almost-black glistening cock. I saw a peanut in one of the chunks right in front of my nose. 

"Oh -ye-urkCLGLE!" I tried to say as he shoved the shit covered-cock in my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as I could so the shit would get in, then closed my lips tight on his withdraw so I would keep all my shit in my mouth. My shit was as familiar to me as my wife's. 

It was always really strong since it was the shit of an all-shit diet. I often wondered how many times the same hunk of shit passed though my body as I ate all my wife's shit and always ate my own shit. I wondered what this big black man's shit tasted like... I would soon find out. 

His second thrust drove my shit down my throat and I swallowed it eagerly, the swallowing motion obviously doing good things to this thick manmeat log in my mouth and he groaned and started to deep-hump my throat. 

"Goddamn! Look at you, honey! You're a fucking deep-throat queen, baby! Yeah, fuck his faggot mouth! Fuck it like an ass, you fucker!" 

My wife drove him on, and he bent forward over me like he was when he was ass-fucking me and drove it home! He fucked my face like he had my ass: fast, hard, and deep! I was an expert at not gagging- my wife had trained me well with longer and longer dildoes (and longer and longer men!), but this fucker was shoving his cock down my throat so savagely that I started gagging and convulsing. The driver either didn't notice, or didn't care cuz he just kept on ramming his meat down my gullet! 

I saw my wife stick her finger up his ass as she talked dirty to him and I knew it would be soon. He shoved his cock all the way in, froze, and moaned long and loud. His groan grew into a primal roar and he bucked and shoved and literally pumped his load into me! I could feel his cock pulsate with each cumload he shot into my gut- and I swear I could feel it filling my stomach! 

He sat back, holding my head firmly on his cock and pumped my head up and down as he continued to cum and thrash about. I bobbed my head up and down, timing it so that I could taste his studly deposit, his thick cockcream slide across my tongue as it shot out his cock-cannon. I loved sucking cum directly from a hot cock, I wished it could never stop. 

"Yeah! Oh god! Eat that cum, you faggot!" My wife was frigging herself to a second orgasm watching this beast fill me with his seed. 

"Yeah, feed it to him! Shoot your fucking fucksauce into his faggot tummy! Yeah!" as she massaged my throbbing cock through my jeans. My mouth attached itself like I was a starving infant and I didn't stop to think what I was doing, it felt so good to have her stroking my cock as she whispered in my ear:

"My asshole feels soooo good right now, it always feels good after a real man fucks me."

I started to cum and I realized in horror I still had to go through the airport and board the plane!!! 

"That's it cum hard baby" she giggled as she started to squeeze my balls hard enough to cause my prick to jump and squirt every drop of sperm I had in my pants. 

After about 10 or 15 good spurts, he finally ran out, but I kept sucking, slowly dropping the tempo, but keeping up the long deep thrusts. On my last one, I deep-throated him and swallowed, in effect sucking the entire length of his cock with my mouth and throat, coaxing every last drop of cum from his big, hairy, black balls that I could. I was an expert cock-sucker, even my wife, who taught me by example everything I knew had to admit I was a better cocksucker than her. 

I continued this tight sucking as I slowly pulled off his cock, making his twitch and jerk in pleasure. When I finally pulled off and let his huge black prickhead squeeze through my lips, his cock was only half-hard, as if I had sucked the starch out of it. 

"Mmmm... very good, fagboy..." My wife held my jaw as she said this and stuck her finger in my mouth- the one that had been up the driver's ass. I sucked it nice and clean, getting my first taste of the black man's shit- which she was kind enough to get a chunk of under her fingernail. 

"Now finish up." 

I knew what she meant and turned to the driver once again and placed his cockhead in my mouth. 

"Whoa, whoa, now there's no way I'm gonna cum again!" 

"No, no, that's not what he wants, stud" my wife assured him, "tell him what you want, honey." 

She held his cock as I backed up a little and looked right at him. 

"Please, master, feed my you hot, nasty piss with your big black dick... feed my your piss, Master!" 

The driver looked surprised, looked at me, and I put my mouth back on his cockhead, then he looked at my wife, who just smiled at him with that nasty perverted leer she has... she's so sexy! He grinned, shook his head, and leaned back. 

"Alright, but like I said, I gotta take a nasty-ass piss, man, so you better be thirsty! And don't you fuckin' spill a drop on my leather seats, motherfucker!" 

"You heard the nice big black man, honey, drink it all down!" my wife advised me. 

There was a moment or two of silence as he relaxed his bladder and tried to piss in my waiting mouth. 

This is where I loved to be- at the receiving end of a big cock, drinking down from it.. almost as much as I loved eating my wife's shit straight from her ass. 

Finally, the first trickles of piss began to run into my mouth. I rolled the hot rancid piss in my mouth with my tongue, savoring it. My mouth filled slowly at fist, his cum being washed out of his piss-slit by the yellow fluid. I swallowed my first mouthful of this real man's piss. As his flow became stronger, I didn't have the luxury to savor it, I just went to work and swallowed it as fast as I could. 

My wife contentedly, affectionately leaned her head on his shoulder and they both watched proudly as I drank this stranger's piss cocktail direct from the big, black source. The driver wasn't kidding either, he had a LOT of piss! He must not have gone in at least a day! Long hours of driving and lots of coffee, I'm sure. 

I later timed the tape for how long he was pissing, it was at least 3 whole minutes, full blast! I like to keep count how many mouthfuls I drink, my wife likes me to keep a diary of every single shit I eat, every mouthful of piss I drink, every cock I suck, every time I get fucked up the ass. This time, I counted 37 mouthfuls!!! My wife just looked on incredulously as the driver just kept pissing! 

"My goodness, dear! He's really filling you up! We're going to have to keep this one!" 

When he finally did stop, I sucked his cock from the root up like I had before to make sure not a drop would leak out when I came off, and not a drop did. In the end, I hadn't spilled a single droplet of this big black man's cum or piss! 

Even my wife had to be proud of me. The driver was pulling up his pants and getting ready to drive us back when my wife said:

"You did such a good job honey I am going to reward you on the plane." 

The driver was still laughing and shaking his head as we pulled up to the terminal a second time. 

My wife kissed me on the lips and told me, "If you want to put that little cock in me this weekend you have to tell everyone who either asks or even stares at your wet crotch how you came in your pants! "

When the driver opened the door for us he gave my wife his card and told her, "Call me anytime you need a limo and it will be half-price." 

As it turned out, my wife did better than that. She offered to have him come live with us and pay for him, he wouldn't have to work- I would make enough to support all three of us- largely from whoring me out to rich perverts. 

He moved in and fucked us both every day. Now not only do I eat all her shit and drink all her piss, as well as mine, but his as well... and he has a taste for Mexican, which means really NASTY, soft shit! 

As I stepped out he looked at me smiled and said in a voice loud enough for the 6 or 7 people nearest us to hear: "What happened to you buddy!" 

I heard my voice say of it's own volition "I came in my pants while I sucked on a big, black dick..." 

He just laughed, slapped me on the back and said, "Yeah, and I came in YOU! Ha ha!"

I could feel my cheeks turn red as I turned to follow my wife in to the terminal and our reunion with Luke. 




The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 03



On the plane, my wife did reward me, as promised. She took me into the lavatory and fed me a five-course meal of nasty shit with a piss chaser! The woman next to me on the rest of the flight kept trying to cover her nose since by breath smelled so bad. Me, I guess I've just gotten used to it.



The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 04



Episode 7: "The Poem"

Note: The creature named "Satan" in this story is *not* a dog. He is a Hellhound, a sentient, other-dimensional demonic companion of Mishi's that she met during a mission with Magik in Limbo. He is jet black, his eyes glow red, black smoke billows from his flaring nostrils, he can breathe fire, his tail is forked and he is as strong as a mountain lion.

Greg lay on the hard tile floor, being ever so careful as he wrote his words of love. He had thought of them last night as he was being viciously ass-raped by Luke, the huge black man that was one of his masters. His ass was still sore from it; the thought of it made his abused asshole quiver in fear. 

He'd had to commit the words he was now writing to memory, for he had been fucked all through the night that night and had been performing toilet duties all morning, ran his errands in the afternoon and had just finished performing for his most recent scat video his Mistress makes of his sessions (and sells them for a tidy sum, by the way!) This was the first time he didn't have a cock in an orifice or shit or piss in his mouth.

Nevertheless, he had to be careful and take his time- all he had to write with was lipstick and his only medium for his opus was the toilet paper that was kept under the sink. The toilet paper, of course, hadn't been used in quite a few weeks now, a fact that he should have been proud of- if, that is, he had been a willing toilet slave and not forced into it by his girlfriend. 

Ever since he'd come to visit her here to confront her about their increasingly distant relationship and discovered the true nature of the school, his fate had been sealed. 

To his horror, he'd learned that his girlfriend had been systematically instructed and perverted in every manner of sexual deviance known to man. He resolved to stick with his girlfriend, though, he loved her deeply, and was certain he could never live without her. Try as he might, he was unable to convince her to leave. In fact, she wouldn't even touch him. 

Jealously, he'd overhear her being savagely fucked by Headmistress Lynne and Coach Luke and the others, hear her go on wantonly about the delectable taste of her classmate Inya's copious shit... Then the one day she finally agreed to allow him to orally service her, Headmistress Lynne returned from vacation and changed everything (see POGP #1). 

Since then, he'd become Mishi's complete slave, obeying her every command in the hopes that she might come to realize how much he loves her, how devoted he is to her... that someday she might reciprocate.

Here in the bathroom (his permanent sleeping quarters here at the New Sodom School for Gifted Youngsters), he laid on his stomach on the cold tile floor, his tiny penis shriveling up even more, carefully inscribing his words of devotion and love for his wayward girlfriend. His leash pulled somewhat on his collar; he was at the very end of his range in order to lie comfortably while he wrote.

Behind him, he heard the bathroom door creak open and worried that he would have to finish the poem later, he only had one more stanza to go... but he didn't see anyone. Suddenly, he felt a rough, wet tongue licking at his asshole. He looked down and saw Satan, Mishi's Hallhound familiar, licking him. 

Instinctively, he raised up his ass into the air for Satan to get better access to his anus. He knew that if Satan was found humping someone's leg that Mishi would find out and severely punish Greg for not taking care of Satan's needs. Besides, being ass-fucked by a Hellhound (even one with a huge penis that inflated once inside him) was better for him at the moment than someone who'd require his full attention. 

So he arched his back and presented his ass for Satan while he continued his poem, he wanted to get it done before he saw Mishi next... he had planned to pick up a rose and some chocolates tomorrow during his errands and surprise her when they were alone... if he could just get her alone for a couple minutes.

No matter how many times he'd had Hellhound cock plunged into his bowels, he never got used to the shock of it- the sheer animalistic nature of the fucking he'd get- and the humiliation of feeling the Hellhound's hot jizz shoot into his guts, the Hellhound's sperm trying to impregnate his intestines... The force of the penetration knocked him off balance a little, but the wayward lipstick left only a small smear on his work of art.

As Satan ground into his ass and panted, viscous Hellhound drool running down his back, Greg struggled to remember the last lines of his masterpiece that he'd been trying to keep in memory the past 24 hours. Through the panting and humping and drooling and thrusting, he managed to recall the last few elusive words and finished the poem just as Satan howled and shot his load of boiling Hellhound spunk deep into him. 

He could feel each jet of jism shoot through the Hellhound's penis as it throbbed against his sphincter ... he could feel the hot jets smacking against the insides of his bowels, filling him up with a canine cum enema.

Satan collapsed on top of Greg, exhausted, his swollen penis stuck inside the surrogate bitch. Greg lay there under him, both of them breathing in time. He felt incredibly used, but no more than any of the other days since his enslavement.

Suddenly the door opened again and Wesley walked in. Looking down at the odd couple, Wesley laughed sadistically.

"Come on, you lazy bastard, it's my turn!" Wesley grunted as he lifted Satan off of Greg. With a wet pop, Satan's cock withdrew from Greg's distended anus, leaving a trail of brown-tinged semen.

"Get, ya mutt!" Wesley said as he kicked the Hellhound out. Satan snarled at him briefly then sauntered off to find another bitch.

Wesley turned back to Greg, "Okay, your ass looks pretty loose there, I guess it'll just have to be a blowjob tonight, faggot." he said and held his cock out imperiously.

Greg got to his knees and silently slipped his mouth around the boy's cock. Wesley took no time in grabbing Greg by the back of the head and roughly face-fucking him.

But, after just a few strokes, he felt Wesley's grip loosen and heard him cry out in surprise. Suddenly Wesley fell away from his, his dick abruptly pulled from his mouth. As Greg looked up, spittle running down his chin, he saw Mishi standing there, holding Wesley by the neck with one hand and twisting his arm behind his back with the other.

She wordlessly and relatively effortlessly threw the skinny teenager out of the room and closed the door. 

"M-Mishi!" Greg was surprised and remembered too late he was never to speak unless spoken to, that always annoyed Mishi. Mishi was hocking and snorting- she grabbed Greg by the one lock of hair he was allowed to keep and yanked his head back roughly, his mouth forced open, "'lo, Greggie-Poo!" she bent down, opening Greg's mouth and spit a nasty, thick, yellow-green loogie down his throat. He swallowed obediently with a loud gulp.

Mishi watched the slimy snot slide down Greg's gullet and let him go. It was then that she noticed him clutching the toilet paper.

"What the fuck is THAT?!" she demanded. Greg was NEVER allowed to use toilet paper, he was always supposed to get every last morsel of shit using only his tongue.

"N-nothing!" Greg panicked, trying to hide the evidence.

"NOTHING?! What the fuck do you think I am, stupid?!" Mishi shouted, "Is that it? You think you're better than me, you little worm? You think you're smarter than me because you're allegedly a man?! Hunh?"

Greg sat there, hunched in a defensive posture, staring up at his mistress in fear, eyes wide, not knowing what to say to appease her.

"Answer me, you fucking faggot!" She yelled and slapped him hard across the face, "DO YOU THINK I'M STUPID?!"

"N-No, Ma'am!" Greg sputtered.

"Good, 'cause I got news for you, technically you don't qualify as a man in my book- bot with that one-inch wart you generously call a dick!" Mishi verbally abused him, "So, tell me again, what the fuck is that."

"I... it's a poem- I - I wrote you a poem..." Greg held it up for her, it wasn't exactly the conditions he intended on giving it to her in, but the power of the words would speak for themselves, he was certain, "... it..."

"Really?" She said cheerily as she snatched it from his hands, "I always like to read while I'm taking a dump."

"A..." Greg uttered dumbfoundedly as Mishi wasted no time squatting over his face, her already quivering asshole right on his lips.

"Yup, this is gonna be a big one, too," Mishi explained, "we just had a huge barbecue this afternoon and I haven't gone to the bathroom all day... ungh..." her asshole popped open to release a wet fart in Greg's face, prompting him to open his mouth in preparation of his duties.

"..eghh..." Greg fought his gag reflex, it was a particularly nasty smelling fart and as much shit as he'd eaten over the last few weeks, he was sure he'd never get used to the taste.

Mishi began to strain, a full day's worth of constipated shit was trying to make it's way out of her ladylike little asshole, "RRRmmmmggghh... ungh..." Greg could see her asshole distending as the shitlog pushed and stretched her skin, distorting her perfect ass, "Ahhhh..." 

A huge load dropped directly into Greg's mouth and he pressed his mouth harder against her rapidly dilating shithole. He got straight to the work of chewing and swallowing her load as quickly as he could- Mishi was right, this was looking to be a rather large meal, "Munch gulp gulp - guh, schlurp," Greg made obscene noises as he chewed down her fecal treats, "URP - munsh gulp slurp slurp - mlegh, gulp - urk"

"Let's see... 'Ode to my Mishi, how I love thee, together we will be, just you and me' - UNGH - FFLLFLTTHTHTH!!! unh.." Another huge load of crap exited her asshole.

"Mglrmgmgmrgmglmpfugnlmglerp" Greg gagged a bit as the new firm shit shoves some half-chewed shit down his throat, "GULP ... guhhh"

"Unh... 'Entwined in your arms, I give you my heart, enchanted by your charms, we shall never ever-" FFFARRRTTTHHhhh!!!

A long, wet fart exploded from her ass and filled Greg's mouth with gas and wet shit. The gas exploded out his nose and saturated his oral and sinus cavities. It was a smell he was quite familiar with now and knew he'd never, ever forget, not in a million years. 

His thoughts drifted and he remembered with a kind of cold detachment something he'd heard about the sense of smell and the memory- that they were so closely linked because the particles you smelled actually came into direct contact with part of your brain... he realized that particles of shit were actually coming from her bowels and touching his brain... he was truly hers... not only was she shitting in his mind, essentially, but some of the shit he'd eaten from her ass and the piss he'd drunken from her shaven cunt countless times has no doubt been absorbed by him and become part of his body, used to grow new cells, used for energy... he and her shit were inextricably enmeshed... he had become her shit.

"Damn, that smells raunchy!" Mishi chuckled and looked down at Greg, "must be pretty ripe down there, hunh?" Greg simply looked up at her helplessly, swallowing her waste obediently, "okay, so where was I... 'arms... heart... yeah, yeah... charms, etc... oh, right, 'enchanted by your charms, we shall never ever part'..."

Mishi paused to squeeze a long shitrope down Greg's gullet.

"Gulp gulp munch chew slurp gulp gulp gulp," Greg struggled to get it all down, to not let a single morsel go to waste.

"'You look into my eyes and I know you love me'," Mishi continued reading, " 'Beneath the starry skies, together we shall be'... Ungh... UNGH..." Mishi strained hard, feeling the main bulk of her movement coming... with a vengeance, "URRRGNNGHHHHAGGHHHHHHH! God DAMN that was a hard one! Big as Hell! I need more fiber in my diet, hey, Greggie-Poo?"

"Munch gulp gulp chew munch gulp glurp mgup chewchewchew gulp," Greg did his best to crew the incredible log into something marginally manageable to swallow, but knew he had better make room for the rest and did his best to choke it down.

"mmglrch... GULP!" In several long, huge protracted swallows, Greg swallowed the entire turn, visibly bulging his throat every time. The large lump each time seemed like it was going to get stuck there or revolt and reverse course. Amazing even himself, though, he downed the entire gigantic turd fed to him by his beloved.

"Okay, where was I again...? Oh... 'starry skies' blah blah blah blah...," Mishi absent-mindedly let loose another foul, wet fart into her former boyfriend's shit-stained mouth, "...okay, uh... 'Some day when we are married, and you become my wife; across love's river we'll be ferried, to live a happy... ' Hey, shitheel, what's this last word, it's got a drop of Satan's jizz on it."

"LRF!" Greg choked out around the shit log he was currently choking down from Mishi's hugely distended asshole.

"Lrf? Oh, 'life'! Of course! Ungh! Oh, yeah," Mishi bent over and braced herself, 

"FLURRRRRRTHGLTH-GLURPHULLTHHHHHHhhhh- ah, that laxative I took must be kicking in..."

Greg's eyes bulged as he felt the sudden onrush of liquefied shit and began swallowing as fast as he could, occasionally gagging on the more solid chunks among the river of feces, "Gulp-gulpgulp munchgulpchewslurrrrrglup- gulp gulp gulpurrgh-eh-slurrrgulp-slurrrrrrgl... gulpgulpgulp... egh... URP!" Greg burped up a pocket of anal gas so repulsive he couldn't believe it came from his own stomach, "Ech... engh...."

"Hmmm..." Mishi sat and furrowed her brow as she strained to squeeze any last morsel of fecal matter from her dripping, filthy anus, but all she managed were a couple more wet farts that coated the inside of Greg's mouth. Greg accepted the slimy expulsions with a defeated, humiliated state of mind, "Oh well, I guess that's it, I'll have to try to build up more next time, that was too easy."

Greg felt like he'd gained five pounds in the last 5 minutes, he could imagine that Mishi thought that the task had been easy... on the other hand, that meant he had pleased her, so he was happy to hear this.

"Ugh... wha...," Greg struggled to talk, his throat sore from swallowing huge lumps of turd, "what did you think of-"

"ACHOO!" Mishi sneezed violently into the toilet paper, blowing holes clear through parts of it, "SSNURRRRPHFTH-gthfnnnthhhh.." As Greg watched in utter horror, Mishi blew her nose in his masterpiece of love and devotion, filling it with huge gobs of nasal slime and greenish-brown snots dripping with yellow mucus.

"M-Mi-My...!" Greg struggled to articulate his horror and shock, but to no avail.

"fllththhth" Mishi finished blowing her nose in the thoroughly soaked wad of toilet paper, "Jesus, it's so dusty in here! You really should keep this place cleaner, Greggie-Poo! I'll have to get Luke to bring your French Maid outfit so you can lick up all the dust in the room," Mishi's pussy quivered at the image of her thoroughly whipped ex-boyfriend on all fours licking the floor with a frilly pink feather duster sticking obscenely out of his ass.

"My... my..." Greg hadn't registered a single word Mishi had said, he was staring, fixated, at the lump of snot and toilet paper that was once his supreme expression of love.

"Oh, your poem?" Mishi held it up for Greg to see and slowly and deliberately wiped her incredibly filthy ass crack with it getting sadistic glee in watching Greg's eyes follow it in horror, his lower lip beginning to quiver. When her ass was as clean as she could get it with the filthy wad of paper, she quickly grabbed Greg's head and yanked it back, "Here you go!" and shoved the foul pile of shit, snot and sappy love poetry into Greg's heavily browned mouth.

"GURP!" Greg's eyes bulged and he started to raise his hands in protest, but caught himself. He began to whimper pathetically.

Mishi leaned down and talked right into Greg's ear, watching the wad of paper in his mouth intently, "Eat it," she ordered.

"Rrrr!" Greg pleaded with her wordlessly, his eyes straining to catch hers and evoke some modicum of pity.

Mishi in turn slapped him as hard as she could, "EAT IT!!!!" - the force of the blow made him bite down instinctively, rivulets of slimy snot and goop tore through the soggy toilet paper and ran down to the back of his throat, tickling it and triggering his swallowing reflex.

"Rkay! Rkay!" Greg knew better than to displease or disobey Mishi and began to hesitantly chew the wad of slime and shit and paper. 

"Good, good..." Mishi watched with glee as the snots and mucus she'd filled the wad with squirted out through the paper, lumps of boogers pussing out and dripping down into his mouth, coating his tongue. She caught one wayward snot leaving a slime-trial down his chin and scooped it back up into his mouth to make sure he enjoyed every last tidbit of nastiness she'd prepared for him. Greg chewed and swallowed repeatedly, destroying a little more of his will and pride with each gulp.

Finally Greg finished and opened his mouth for Mishi to witness.

"You really are pathetic," Mishi stood up as she shoves Greg to the floor.

Greg began sobbing uncontrollably, he knew he'd never be able to remember his work of art again, it was lost forever, it was being destroyed by the acids in his stomach, he could feel his guts churning to digest it.

"You little faggot, crying like a fuckin' little pansy," Mishi sneered with sheer, utter contempt. She turned and saw Luke walking by. She whistled to get his attention and he walked over. Luke looked in the room and saw Greg sobbing on the floor and shook his head in disgust.

"Luke, honey, listen," Mishi caressed the big black man's bare muscled chest sensuously as she gave him instructions, "This little shit-for-brains disobeyed me and that room is dirty as Hell. Put him in that short French Maid's skirt, give him a steaming hot piss enema and shove the feather duster up his ass- make him hold it while he licks the room clean, and I mean spotless. Then punish him real good for his insubordination. When you're all done, he can have his enema for dinner if he doesn't spill it."

Greg saw the impressive bulge in Luke's jeans grow as Mishi described his punishment and knew he had a long, long night ahead of him.

"Yo, you got it, bitch, he's gonna be in a WORLD a shit!" Luke chuckled as he cracked his knuckles loudly.

"Good!" Mishi chirped pleasantly, almost playfully, as she stood back and glanced down disdainfully at the crushed, worthless worm before her, "Just as he deserves," She leaned down and grabbed Greg by the jaw and lifted his head to make eye contact with him and said in the nastiest, cruelest, most contemptible tone: "Looks like you're up Shit's Creek, not Love's River, Greggie-Poo!"

And with that, she turned lightly on her toes and pranced out of Greg's little world of pain and suffering.

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Disclaimer: no one in this story is under the age of 18

P.S. - This is the first of this series that I have finished- I have many others that I have begun or at least have plotted/planned- I finished this one first because it was relatively short and one of my favorites- more to come! These are stories based on two friends of mine who have a Domme/sub relationship and came up with these ideas for fantasies together and asked me to write a series about them- the series takes place starting in 1992 to the present.



The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 05



The Perils of Greggie-Poo #17: "Slave To Cock"

After years of being a cocksucker for Mishi and her black lovers, I decided to play it straight and try to shed this life of cocksucking. I met a beautiful, upright blonde church-going Christian girl and things were fine, I was seeing Chastity for about a year but then I just couldn't fight those desires inside of me. I needed cock. I saw this ad in a local paper's personal section stating:

"Dominant male seeks submissive male for discreet encounters. Write for more info" and the address. 

I just could not fight it any longer and answered the 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"!



The Perils of Greggie-Poo Ch. 06



The Perils of Greggie-Poo #20

"Breaking Up Is Hard To Do"

(Note: I'm lazy so this story is told as a loose narrative than in the usual 1st person perspective of our "hero". Also, this is from a series of superhero-related stories I did so there is some reference to powers and superhero names, don't worry about those...)

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Greg again decided he needed to find a new girlfriend. This time, he wanted to find an intellectual. He pretended to be in college and met Inya, who was from a rich family and was very smart and a liberated woman.

By this time, he was Luke's fucktoy and Mishi found out about Greg's new interest. She told Luke to take care of it. Luke drove Greg to Inya's parent's mansion in the van. He told him he was going to break up with her and tell her why- because he's a black cock slave. 

When she came out, Greg told her he could no longer go out with her. When she asked why, Greg (reluctantly) unzipped Luke's pants, and began sucking his cock like a pro. Inya watched on in rapt awe as Greg expertly deep-throated the huge organ and brought it to orgasm. When Luke came, Greg pulled back, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and caught every drop of his copious load on his tongue. He then broke his eye contact with Luke and looked at Inya, closed his mouth and swallowed loudly and said:

"That is why... I am a black cock slave faggot." Inya was speechless. 

Luke opened the door and pulled her in, she was still too shocked to react. Luke pulled her in back and told Greg to drive back to the mansion. As he did, Luke shoved her dirty panties in her mouth and ass-raped her all the way back to the school, cumming in her ass multiple times and giving her a piss enema, for good measure. 

When they got back, Greg came into the back of the van. Inya was still face down, ass in the air. Her sphincter was stretched wide open, it had lost all elasticity and gaped obscenely. Greg could see it positively brimming with brownish shit-stained cum. The overwhelmingly nasty stench of fresh shit filled the air. He looked over at Luke, whose cock, still a foot long as it hung flaccid between his legs, was completely coated in Inya's shit, as were her ass cheeks. 

As Inya watched, Luke summoned Greg to him and made him get down on his knees. Greg knew what to do and opened his mouth widely as Luke inserted the full length of his shit-covered cock into Greg's mouth and down his throat. Inya marveled at Greg's skill as he flawlessly prevented his teeth or lips from brushing Luke's cock as it went in, so that none of the shit would get scraped off on the way in. 

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

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

into his gut. 

The momentary silence afterward seemed almost like a tender moment. At least until Luke abruptly and roughly grabbed Greg, threw him to the ground on his back, tore off his skimpy jogging shorts and began roughly ass-fucking him without mercy. The entire van rocked violently as Luke churned the boy's creamy white ass into butter. Greg cried out both in shock and pain. Luke looked over to Inya and ordered her squat over Greg's mouth and shit the cum and piss enema into his mouth, which she did gladly, getting revenge on him for getting her into this situation. 

Mishi came in on the middle of this and took an instant liking to Inya (and vice-versa). She informed her of the situation and told her she would be staying with them, now. When Inya began shitting uncontrollably at the end of the enema, everyone was surprised. Mishi made Greg eat it, but it just kept coming. Inya shat at least 10 pounds of shit down Greg's throat before it was all done. Greg threw some up and was told that would be his dinner. 

Inya explained that she has always had an incontinence problem, something she's hid as her most private shame. She must eat constantly and shits copiously at least once an hour. Mishi said she'd fit right in, here... in fact, some people would appreciate her "curse" very much. She introduced her to Kitty, Potty Girl and Ivana, her new roomies. She became the Fantastic Fecal Nymph (or Shitfit or The Incontinent Shit Bitch). She still loves to be raped by Mishi and Luke. She also has developed acrobatic skills and great leg strength as well as the ability to 

produce almost any chemical gas compound from her asshole on command. Sometimes she and Luke will top Greg- they'll lay him on his back and Luke will savagely ass-rape him while she sits on his face with her full weight, and fills him with pounds and pounds of her nastiest shit. The two will French kiss passionately while they use Greg in this way. 

Other times, when she is particularly filled to the brim with shit, she will lay over him with her ass over his face and have Luke ass-rape her. Greg must eat all the shit that spills out and repeatedly suck Luke's 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 Luke comes either up her ass or down his throat (sometimes both) and follows up with a gallon of piss. Sometimes Mishi and Inya will top Greg, Mishi using her flesh-morphing ability to actually seal Greg's lips to Inya's asshole so 

Inya can let her shit flow freely and completely uninhibitedly down Greg's throat straight into his stomach. Mishi will expand Greg's stomach so he can hold it all then make sure it can't come back up until it's all digested (usually takes about a week). He ends up looking as if he's nine months pregnant, carrying around about an extra 50 pounds of shit (gets back pain, too) in his gut.