The Ride of my Life

I sat in the back of the cab my head spinning. I didn’t realize I had drank that much – I always get so angry and horny when I drink. I would beat her and fuck her – that’s why you have a wife, there always there when you need a punching bag or wet hole. I noticed the man driving the cab was a big black nigger. The lazy bastard said nothing just drove in silence and smoked an obnoxious cigar. I asked if he could put it out while I was in the cab. All he did was open the window between the front and back wider. He turned and blew smoke my direction. As he was an enormous man, I held my tongue. I wanted to call him a stupid nigger, but I’m not that dumb.

At last we pulled up to the curb outside my house. I opened the door and stumbled out of the cab to my feet. I stood there wobbling around for a moment then closed the door. Leaning down I put my head in the front passenger window.

“Keep the change,” I said as I handed the driver a fifty. The obnoxious fumes from the cigar filled my nose and lungs. I turned from the cab and walked in a careful, slow march toward my door on wobbly feet. I fumbled with my key as I made my way from the cab. All I wanted for the rest of my night was to beat my wife senseless and fucking the shit out of her. I stumbled up the porch stairs. I rested my head on the door and with care inserting the key. God, I was drunk. As soon as I turned my key in the front door, I was shoved inside hard. I spun around facing the big black cabby, “Hey what the fuck is your problem?”

He glowered at me. Fear built in me I was shorter than he and not as muscular. He whacked my cheek with his massive black fist the blow propelled me down into the carpet. My jaw ached as I rubbed it with my hand. My head reeled I couldn’t quite grasp what happened. I looked up at my attacker who unzipped his pants fishing out a massive cock at least ten inches long. An odd smiled crossed his thick lips and moved toward me as the cock rose up pointing at my face in a threating manner. It stood out bobbing up and down not quite able to stand up above ninety degrees.

“Get on your knees,” he hissed, “suck it, bitch.” His left hand was a clenched fist, but the right grabbed my hair and drug me to my knees. I opened my mouth to protest, but he clutched my hair with a rough grip and dragging my face closer to his cock. With my mouth only partially open, he thrust his hips forward and his long fat cock plunged inside my mouth. He just keeps stabbing in deeper and deeper – a sharp surge of pain erupted in my esophagus as he shoved his engorged rod into my windpipe. The protest I tried to speak was muffled by his angry cock. It went deeper into my throat. My lips stretched, as he plunged his giant meat in and out of my gullet. I struggled to breath and my face reddened as he his huge prick shut off my air supply. From the corner of my eye, I saw my wife watching from the stairs. Her hands were between her breasts playing with her nightgown. I wondered why she wasn’t calling the cops. She looked … fuck she looked excited.

“You will be okay – fucking bitch,” He snarled as he grabbed my ears and hammered inside me. “Now suck me for all your worth and maybe I’ll let you live.” I closed my lips around his cock and sucked for all I was worth as fear filled me. He raped my throat without mercy. Eventually, he pulled back out so I could breathe. Coils of spit connected his massive prickhead to my lips. My wife chewed at her lower lip and raised her thumb to her mouth. I wanted to beat the fuck out of her right then. Why wasn’t she helping me?

“Open wide bitch,” he said as he plunged his black snake back inside my mouth and deep down my throat. I couldn’t believe I had another mans cock in my mouth, worse still, my cock hardened as he fucked my throat. As he banged my face, he roared at me.

“Knew you was a faggot as soon I saw you. Just a little sissy faggot boy.” He pounded that monster down my throat. In time, his big cock shut my air off again. It was just too big for me to handle. He violently shoved his pecker in and out of my throat. His fat balls beat against my chin. I feared I would pass out then, he pulled back and held his cockhead in my mouth. “Here it comes bitch all of it down your craw,” enormous foul spurts of disgusting nigger cum filled my mouth. I ate it down hoping this was the end. He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the jeans letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them. That massive cock just bounced in the air.

My wife licked her lips running her long tongue over her full lips in a sensual manner. She put a hand down between her legs rubbing on her hairy pussy. The cunt enjoyed this – she liked me being used by a man, she liked that he was destroying me. How could I ever fuck her again? How could a beat her bad enough that she would forget this bastard making me his bitch?

Again his big fist hit my face and I sprawled across my carpet. “Strip bitch ass up,” he demanded. I looked at him pleadingly, knowing there I could do nothing to stop him.

“What are you going to do to me?” He only took one step closer and took off his shirt. She squatted and pulled her nightgown off revealing her big tits and hairy pussy. One hand caressed her massive breast while the other fingered her cunt.

“You cunt, I said strip.”

“Please, just don’t hurt me, I don’t know what you want.” He took another step and kicked my face hard with his now barefoot.

“Get out of those fucking clothes.” I followed his instruction removing my shirt first then the undershirt. Unbuckling the belt and the button my pants I hesitated for a second then felt the hard thud on my back as the other of his bare feet slammed down on a rib. Grabbing me he flung me face down on the couch. Like moving a ragdoll, he positioned me for his pleasure.

“Play with yourself ma’ma while I fuck your bitches ass,” he smiled at her and she at him.

My ass stuck up in the air while my hands grabbed my face. I’m embarrassed to admit, but I blubbered like some child. So terrible, I filled with the humiliation of being used, and nothing I can do about it! Helpless to defend myself I belonged to this rough, muscled man. A thick wad of warm spit splattered over my asshole as his hands spread my cheeks.

“NO,” I screamed out in panic. My scream was too late for already he shoved his big thick mushroom shaped dickhead at my anus. My sphincter held tight refused to let gain entry. Fear welled in as more tears rolled down my cheeks. My body tensed and shook violently. I made a desperate attempt to stand, only to be grabbed with another vice grip pinch into both sides of my hips, forcing my body back to position. His strength was far greater than mine. Effortlessly he pushed onto my back from above holding me in place. Again he spat on a thick stream on my asshole.

“Stay the fuck down if you know what’s best for you.” The words burned in my ear as he spread my ass apart with those large dark hands. He rammed his fat thumb into my rectum. He jabbed past my sphincter then wiggled it around inside me.

“Please, don’t hurt me there, please sir, I’ve never done anything like this…” and my words quaked my crying turned to waterworks.

“Listen to him baby, he begs me like some weak bitch. Not such a big man now are you?” The question burned in my brain why would he ask such a thing. Clearly he abused individuals before me. He knew how to control me with strength, fear, and authority. He slid his thumb into my ass until the entire digit disappeared. Raising my hands to my face I cried harder just like my wife when I beat her. I buried my face in the cushion of the couch. I felt violated, in the worst conceivable manner. My wife chuckled a cold, hateful laugh. My humiliation grew as he destroyed my manhood fucking me like a bitch.

“Please stop … please, this killing me,” I begged for mercy.

“Shut your fucking mouth bitch!” He pushed his hand into my back harder as I felt his thumb leave my anus. Without missing a beat, his cockhead began to stretch my hole to accommodate his colossal girth. The sharp pain split me as he pressed it inside my shithole.

“Oh fucking shit no! Please don’t, Mr., ill do anything! I have money I’ll pay you,” I sucked air in deep as he pushed all of his 10 inches deep inside my guts. Raped by a cab driver in my own home. I would never be the same, I laid my head down and began crying again.

“Fuck him harder,” my wife’s voice sounded happy. “Go on fuck him so hard you split him open.” Then I heard her laugh. The man pulled his cock out, spit another thick wad over his massive pecker. He spread it across the rigid pool with a mighty lunge of his hips he propelled it fully inside me.

“Yes ma’am,” his deep voice said as I felt his big round prickhead ripping in me. I could feel the soft ridge of his helmet when he pulled back out of me, his cock thickened toward the base. When he got the whole thing into me as my anus muscled ripped. I also felt his balls rest on the bottom of my taint. The weighty and ominous rocks touching me so close to my smaller ones. His cock twitched deep inside of my bowels. He pulled back again, applied more pressure to my spine. The man jackhammered me so hard with such anger. I thought he would fuck the shit into my throat. His balls slapped against me as he made long, speedy strokes, almost pulling his head out every time.

I didn’t understand how he managed to fuck me so hard and fast. It felt like my insides were being rearranged for his prick. He changed his angle and he really let loose. His strokes became shorter and faster, and I heard him grunting.

“I gonna bust my nut in him, ma’am,” His hands clutched my hips again. He raised my ass to meet his deep thrusts. Again long hard strokes pierced me. Harder, faster, deeper he plunged his engorged prick deep inside my unwilling orifice.

“Fuck him, hard baby,” she said. I swear to god his cock grew larger inside me. The damn prick got even stiffer. The pounding was faster it hurt more as he let loose. The man fucked me like I was a two-bit hooker. His hips swayed as he poked me. The sound of flesh slapping together was all I could concentrate on, it had to end this just had to finish soon. When he saw me looking, he pushed deeper into my guts. His mammoth cock plumbed my rectum so deep, but oddly the pain stopped. He leaned forward his breath was foul with the smell of a cigar.

“You got a tight pussy, bitch,” He moved back upright and twisted his hips. His enormous rod moved around in odd ways deep inside of me. My head dropped back down in shame and he began fucking me hard again.

“Destroy the bitch for me,” my wife screamed out in her shrill voice. I guess humiliation and despair were what they wanted. The bitch set this up as her revenge. That dawning burst forth as he pummeled his meat deep inside me. He picked up the pace, driving me crazy. I started to like being ass-raped. Hot liquid burst forth inside me. He was nutted off deep into my entrails. I felt it gushing against my insides. My cock had been hard for some time and now it also exploded. It humiliated me so much cuming when I was being ass-raped. How disgusting what kind of pervert am I? I must be the faggot he said I was. I wanted to die I just wanted to die.

I wanted and tried to jump up and get away. I screamed and tried to pull away from him. He just held me there, to feel all of this pain and pleasure at once.

“Me and you old lady is gonna leave now. I’m gonna kill you first.” He clutched my head on both side and whispered in my ear in a soft and sweet way like he was my lover. “You’re a better fuck than her, shame you to die,” No wait I don’t really want to die. I felt my neck twist and there was this cracking sou…