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Subject: {ASSM} HONEYMOON HICCUP (part four) by Largo Scuro
Date: Wed, 30 Aug 2000 08:10:02 -0400
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Sindi looked back at me, sperm eating grin on her face.
I slowly stood and made for the door. I got three steps when I felt Clyde's
massive hand on my shoulder, yanking me backward with such strength I fell
backward hitting my head on the floor. He grabbed a chunk of my hair and
pulled me back toward the toilet. "Ah! Please, don't do this to me!" Clyde
swiveled my legs so that my head was between Sindi's feet. Already I could
feel little droplets of warm, brown goo hitting my forehead.
"Sit on his face, ho," Clyde commanded. Sindi obeyed immediately and knelt on
the floor. Before I knew it her thighs were bracketing my head and her
quarter-sized asshole was pressed against my mouth, leaking the remnants of
its violation onto my tongue. I could not see what was going on above me,
just Sindi's hairy bush and some of the bottom of the toilet bowl. This much
I could tell:
With Sindi directly in front of the toilet now, Clyde sat on it. "I want you
to suck on this now. Suck it right and I'll fuck you the way most women only
dream of getting fucked."
"Uh-huh --" Sindi said insistently.
"Now put your mouth on it and suck it up," he told her.
I heard her make noises I'd never heard when she sucked me. Gulping, gagging,
choking and most bizarre: humming. She abruptly stopped.
"Bitch, what the fuck are you doing?" Clyde asked, irritated, "I didn't say
you could stop."
"I'm sorry Clyde", Sindi said, "It's just -- your dick had some kind of
laxative effect on me. I have to take a huge dump and I have to take it now!"
"So take it," Clyde barked back, "You're sitting on your own damn portapotty,
now put my cock back in your mouth."
Huh? I thought. No -- no -- he didn't just say that -- Her own portapotty?! I had
just finished swallowing the brownulated sperm from her butt and now this?!
"Tom," Clyde yelled down to me, "You move while she's doing her business and
I'll punch a hole through your chest."
What could I do?
"Shit away," Clyde continued.
To my horror, Sindi's thighs loosened --. and the first wave of shit fell into
my mouth. It was warm, wet, and tasted just the way shit smells. I knew I had
to do Clyde's bidding, so I decided to swallow as fast as I could and get it
over with. I gulped down log after log of Sindi's poop, praying she didn't
have a lot to eat at the reception. But her ass wasn't letting up. It was if
Clyde's humungus cock had given her a high-colonic. I kept swallowing, trying
not to taste it but every once in a while its pungency would hit me and I
gagged, causing a backlog of shitlogs in my mouth. At one point I was
overflowing but diligently swallowed till I was even with the flow. Sindi did
not shit forever. But it sure felt like she had. Eventually and thankfully it
came to an end.
"Make sure you lick all the shit off her asshole, son", Clyde shouted from
above. "I don't want one trace of it left."
So basically I wiped my wife's ass with my tongue, which wasn't that bad.
The worst of it was over. I did a good job if I do say so myself. There
wasn't one dingleberry left when I was done.
Of course Sindi's cocksucking had been going on this whole time. She was
still humming away, when she wasn't gagging or gulping.
"Unnngghhh --" came the familiar moan from above. Sindi's thighs clenched my
head and a second later, I could tell she was choking. On his cock as he
pressed her head down on it. "Swallow everything, you little ho!" He said.
"Ahhh, that's it!" Clyde slumped on the toilet, finished. For now.
For a second there was silence. Then I could hear the POP of his dick coming
out of Sindi's mouth. She stood up as did Clyde and stood at the sink, facing
each other. I slowly rolled over and stood up.
"You were a good girl, Sindi," Clyde said, touching his forehead to hers.
"You shit in my mouth!" I protested.
Sindi gave me a look that made me feel lower than the lowest form of scum on
the planet. I was not only no longer a man to her. I was no longer a human
being. I was a second-class citizen. That's when my stomach began to reject
what I had just put into it. A searing pain hit my and just as I gagged -- I
lurched over the toilet and began to puke Sindi's feces back up.
Which brings me full circle. Here I am done with my last wretch. Sindi and
Clyde are making out, pants-free, just above me, getting ready to fuck again,
this time the way nature had intended. I'd seen enough. I just wanted to
leave. I stood up. I started making for the door, when Clyde grabbed my arm
and literally threw me back on the toilet so that I was sitting down on it.
"Your breath stinks," Clyde said. "Tie a towel around your face,
bandit-style."
I did not know what was going on but had no choice. I grabbed a hand towel
folded it into a triangle and tied the two furthest ends around the back of
my head, letting the rest of it hang over my nose and mouth. Bandit-style.
While this probably was best for my company here in the bathroom, every
shitty breath I exhaled was automatically blown straight up my nose. It was
very hot and uncomfortable too. My neck began to sweat.
Clyde escorted Sindi up to the toilet and had her sit on my lap. Her butt
felt good to me there, but I knew she wasn't getting the same enjoyment of
being close to me. To her I was nothing more than a piece of furniture now.
Nonetheless I started to spring an erection. Twas a meager hardon, but a
hardon nonetheless.
Clyde took her by the ankles and spread her legs apart. Sindi used to be a
cheerleader so she could practically get her legs to form a continuous line,
toe-to-toe. "Tom, hold her legs open just like that," Clyde said happy with
what he saw.
I complied, putting a hand under each thigh, holding Sindi's legs open. I had
to slump back a little, so she wouldn't slide off my lap. The feeling of her
butt against my cock was making me feel a little horny despite the
circumstances.
Clyde put his hand between her legs and did something I couldn't see as I was
once again in the shitty seats. Anyway, Sindi sighed at his touch. "You're so
wet you make water feel like sand." Clyde said, looking into her eyes,
cocksure look on his face.
He grabbed her knees and hoisted that unbelievable cock up to her lips.
Teased her with the head. "Unnnhh --", came her soft plea for him to stick it
in. He did. "Oooo -- yeaaahh --" she moaned as he fed her inch by blessed inch.
I could feel her thighs tense as her breathing quickened. "Uh -- uh -- uh --" she
muttered. She was sweating know. "Oh God, it's too big, Clyde!" she cried
suddenly. "You're going to break me in half!"
"Relax that cunt, baby," Clyde whispered, "I'm almost home."
"AHHH!!" she cried out, cupping his face in her hands, "I love you --"
Clyde moved up and got cheek to cheek with her. I could smell the gin and
tonic on his breath as his face was mere inches from mine. He never looked at
me, just past me. I was extremely aroused at this point. Clyde closed his
eyes and bit my lovely Sindi's ear. Her body was starting to glisten with
sweat. Clyde slowly pushed in and out of her. From the light slapping noise I
could tell their pubis had met. He had actually gotten that thing all the way
in her! The thought of this made me tingle all over for reasons I have yet to
comprehend. Clyde made huge pumping motions, which quickened by degrees. I
could indirectly feel his pumping as Clyde's massive thrusts pushed Sindi's
body against mine.
Sindi began to quake like I'd never seen before. Clyde planted each hand on
the toilet tank lid for better leverage and pumped her even harder. I thought
she was going to explode the way she was quaking. "Yeah, bitch", Clyde said
through gritted teeth, "Come for me like a dirty white whore --"
That did it. "Oh -- OHHHH!!" she cried suddenly, "NNNNNGGGGODDDAMMM!!!" She
started thrashing like a hooked bass as Clyde kept pumping like a mad dog,
sending her into the stratosphere of orgasmic delight.
"You-are-fucking-INCREDIBLE!!" she screamed at Clyde, begging him over and
over, "DON'T -- STOP -- DON'T -- STOP!!" Sindi relaxed again, winded and soaked in
sweat, though her body kept pushing against me through Clyde's rhythmic pussy
pounding. After a minute, she began to shake again, "Oh here I go
AGAIINNNN!!" Clyde guided her through so many of these massive orgasms I lost
count.
Clyde slowed down and finally stopped. Sindi was just a pile of quivering
fucked meat at this point. If it weren't for me holding her up, she'd have
collapsed on the floor. "Clyde, I -- I don't know how much more I can take --
You're fucking the hell out of me --" she said breathlessly.
"You're gonna take as much as I give you, ho," Clyde told her, calmly. Doing
all this fucking hadn't even caused him to break a sweat. "You'll know when
I'm finished you feel me blow my load of baby batter into that hot little
pussy of yours. Now shut the fuck up and let me do my business."
"Sorry," Sindi breathed --
Thinking about Clyde's absolute dominance, Sindi's utter compliance and my
own subserviance, it was at this point that I blew my load in my pants. The
friction of Sindi's ass against my crotch (caused mostly by Clyde's
relentless pumping) didn't hurt either. Anyway there I was holding my wife's
legs apart so this black bull stud could fuck her, and I had just creamed my
shorts! I was truly a pathetic excuse for a human being. But I'm not even
finished with my story yet.
And Clyde went on, pounding her poor little pussy for at least another five
minutes in which she came one last time, shaking so hard I nearly lost my
grip on her. Man, would I have paid dearly for that slip up! At the height of
her ecstasy, I noticed Clyde's face begin to tighten and once Sindi's muscles
relaxed again, Clyde clenched his teeth, forcing his huge member all the way
inside her, pushing her body against mine to the point where I found it
difficult to breathe. "UNNNNGGGGGHHH!!!!" he came louder than ever before,
shuddered within her, relaxed slightly then pushed again. He was coming
buckets inside her probably, I thought. His nut spent, he rested against us,
keeping his dick solidly inside her so its procreative juices could work
their magic in that womb of hers.
Sindi slowly put her arms around his neck and kissed him gently. "This has
been the best night of my life," she confessed sweetly.
Clyde smiled more to himself then at her, "You took that big dick well,
bitch," Clyde said, "Your cunt's a real trooper too. Come'ere --" He put his
arms around her and picked her up, his penis still buried within her. Once he
got to his feet, Sindi put her head on his shoulder and wrapped her legs
around his waist. He carried her out of the bathroom like that.
For a moment I didn't hear anything. Then, the bed started squeaking. A few
minutes later came her moans of pleasure. I began to chuckle to myself madly
in that towel around my mouth, sending several stinky breaths up my nose. I
must have looked so strange. Black-eyed, bloodied, pissed on and wearing this
stupid goddam towel around the lower half of my head. I didn't have the guts
to take it off. Clyde hadn't told me I could yet. I looked at my watch. It
was midnight when Clyde came again. How many times was that? Five, I think.
Five times in four hours. I sure wish I could fuck like that!
A moment later, Clyde came in whistling a happy tune, softened dick dangling.
He walked up to the sink, hoisted his dick into it. He ran some warm water
and unwrapped a bar of soap. I watched as he soaped up his huge cock and
giant balls in that sink, getting every square inch of the thing. As he
rinsed it off he snickered. "I wanted to wait till the bitch was asleep to
tell you this, my man," he said acknowledging me for the first time since he
came back in, "You might recount it to her. But as long as she didn't hear me
it from my lips, she'll never believe I actually did say it. Especially if
you tell her." He began putting on his pants, stuffing his sparkly clean sex
missile back into their home. "My gramps showed me trick when I was a little
boy. Gramps was raised by gypsies, learned a whole mess of ways to jack
people's jewelry out from under their noses. Big one was the slider." Clyde
reached down and took my right hand as if to shake it. I was afraid he was
going to break it, but was afraid to resist, knowing he could do a lot worse.
"When you shake hands with a woman, you put your thumb on the ring you want
to steal. After you shake, simply give a tug and the ring slides right off as
she takes her hand away." Clyde took his hand away and held up the fraternity
ring I was wearing on my middle finger. I hadn't even noticed the ring coming
off. "Your wife wasn't even looking at me when I shook her hand, there were
so many people around you guys." Clyde tossed the ring in the air. I tried to
catch it, but fumbled with it and it fell between my legs into the toilet.
Clyde chuckled, "I'm sure you'll have no trouble bobbing for it. You've done
worse."
"Why?" I asked, surprising myself with the sound of my own muffled voice.
Clyde gave me a stunned look, "What're you, high? That bitch is fuckin' hot."
With that he shook his head and left the bathroom. I heard the hotel room
door slam shut a second later. Clyde was gone.
I stood up, damp cumstain in my pants. I rolled up my right sleeve and dunked
my hand in the toilet for my ring. I could see swirls of Clyde's sperm on the
water's surface. Putting the ring back on my finger, dried my hand and pulled
the towel off my mouth.
I went out into the room, finding Sindi sleeping on the bed. She was on her
back and her legs were slightly spread. I could see the excess of Clyde's
jism leaking down onto the sheet. She looked so beautiful. Maybe it was
because I had already tasted Clyde's shit-tinted sperm but I had no trouble
crawling up between her legs. Sindi slowly parted them more, probably
thinking I was Clyde. I stopped at her gaping, come filled slit and I began
to lick out its creamy contents, eliciting a tiny "Mmmmm --" from my new wife.
I didn't know what the future held. But as far as I was concerned this was
just a speed bump on the road to our happy life together. A hiccup, if you
will.
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