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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} UNDER HER {Hungry Guy} (F/M BF WM ws scat cons Fdom interr oral rom? Fpov)
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{ASS} UNDER HER {Hungry Guy} (F/M BF WM ws scat cons Fdom interr oral 
rom? Fpov)
BY:  hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com

Foreword:  This is a work of fiction.  None of the people in this 
story are real.  None of these events ever happened.  This story is 
nothing more than words that came from my imagination.  Any 
similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely 
coincidental. 

This story is a sequel to CO-ED TANDEM BEER PISSING CONTEST.

Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether 
free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my 
stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" 
(hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or hungryguy@literotica.org) as the author.  
You may not make changes other than fixing typos.  Even beware of 
fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that 
may be flagged by your spell checker.  Thanks.

    ###

    Tameka leaned forward at her word processor, trying to overcome 
the writer's block which had hit her earlier in the day.  She had 
been sitting there for nearly eight hours straight without once 
moving away from her desk.  She leaned over and poured her umpteenth 
cup of coffee from her _Coffee Glutton_ automatic coffee maker, took 
a sip, then began to idly tap her fingernail on the desk.

    She took a sip of coffee when a _snork_ came from under her 
crotch, momentarily breaking her concentration.  She looked down at 
his pasty white chin and neck between her coal black thighs.  She 
rocked back, lifting her pussy up off from Jack's mouth, to let him 
take a breath, then rocked forward again pressing her cunt tightly on 
his mouth.  His nose was inserted slightly up her asshole, and she 
occasionally pinched his nostrils with her sphincter muscle, not that 
it made any difference in his ability to breathe through his nose. 

    So far, she had written 2000 words, half of her column.  She 
started a new paragraph and had just written two more sentences when 
she sighed and bore down on Jack's face, forcing his jaw open with 
her crotch, and emptied her bladder into his mouth once again. 

    Writing _Bondage in the City_ for the _City Screamer_ was an easy 
job, but she tended to procrastinate, putting off writing the column 
until the weekend.

    However, this weekend was different.  Last night, she had gone to 
_Edge Play_ to be a spectator at one of the club's infamous weekly 
co-ed tandem beer pissing contests.  In such a contest, the bottom 
lies on his back with a tube over his cock and dangling into a small 
pitcher, and where the top sits on his face and chugs beer as she 
pees into his mouth.

    She was in the audience when one of the contest judges announced 
that there was a single guy who needed a top and asked for a 
volunteer from the audience.  She was hesitant at first, but he was 
cute and she thought, "What the hell!" and raised her hand to 
volunteer.

    They even came in second place!

    After the contest, she had invited him to come home with her to 
be her toilet slave.  Lucky for him, she was so drunk when they got 
to her place that she shackled him to the sofa and let him sleep in 
relative comfort until morning, and she went straight to bed.  

    Of course, Tameka put Jack under her ass as soon as she got up 
and started writing her column.  It was great to be able to sit on 
his face at her computer and drink cup after cup of coffee without 
having to get up to go to the toilet.  Though, she imagined, his 
adult diaper must be soaked by now!

    She had only ordered Jack to change his diaper once so far since 
she started work on the column this morning.  She also felt the urge 
to take a dump coming on, and she needed to let a fart out.  She 
rocked back to let him exhale, but immediately pressed her pussy onto 
his mouth before he could inhale again.  She relaxed her sphincter 
muscle and let the gas slowly blow out her ass as he slowly inhaled.

    "I suppose it's time for a break," she muttered to herself after 
he had inhaled her fart.

    She stood, stretching her arms over her head, and then swung her 
leg over Jack to stand along side him.  She pulled the wheeled, 
padded workout bench, on which Jack was bound, out from under her 
desk, and unbelted his wrists and ankles.  

    "Go change your diaper, slave.  And be quick about it!  I need 
you back in service so I can take a dump."

    "A _dump,_ Mistress?" Jack asked. 

    "Yes, slave.  A dump.  A shit.  I hope you're hungry."

    "You're joking, right, Mistress?" 

    Losing her patience with her inexperienced newbie slave, she 
shackled his wrists and ankles again and then turned her back to his 
head and sat back down.  His diaper can wait.  She adjusted herself, 
positioning her asshole over his mouth.  She wiggled once more as his 
nose slid into the opening of her pussy.  

    She felt the sensation building in her bowels of having to shit -
- that woozy feeling in her intestines -- that pressure pushing at 
her asshole from inside.  She inhaled, relaxed her sphincter, and 
pressed.  She grimaced as she felt that pleasant sensation of a lump 
of shit sliding slowly out her anus.  A moment later, she let another 
lump ooze out her asshole into her slave's mouth. 

    Tameka has had numerous toilet slaves at her service, and knew 
the horror that this one was experiencing in having a woman shit 
directly into his mouth for the first time.  The full weight of her 
body pressed her asshole to his lips with such force that there was 
no way he could spit any out.  His nose up her pussy meant that he 
would have to hold his breath until she finished her shit.

    Tameka grunted and slowly pushed another log out her ass.  Then 
one more.  She remained seated for a few seconds more until she was 
sure that she was done.  

    She stood as Jack let out an explosive breath, brown liquid 
dribbling out the corners of his mouth and down his cheeks. 

    "Slave!" Tameka shouted.  "Swallow my shit and lick up the drips 
going down your cheeks before they stain my bench!"

    Jack sat up a little and started chewing.  He swallowed once, 
twice, and three times before he stuck his tongue out and licked the 
corners of his mouth.  

    "I feel sick, Mistress," Jack moaned.

    "Get used to it, slave.  Lie back down."

    Jack lied back down on the bench and Tameka sat back down with 
her ass over his mouth.  "Now lick me clean, slave."

    Jack licked the drippy shit from around her asshole.

    "There.  That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asked.

    "No, mistress."

    "Good.  Now that you've had your lunch, it's time for mine."

    Tameka unshackled Jack again commanding, "While I have dinner, go 
change your diaper, and then return to your place."

    Jack went into the bathroom as she went into the kitchen to nuke 
a microwave dinner.  After the dinner was hot, she ate it at her 
dining table for the next twenty minutes or so.  

    Upon finishing dinner, she returned to her desk where Jack was 
dutifully waiting for her.  She shackled him again, rolled him back 
under her desk, and took her seat on his face.  

    About a half-hour later, the phone rang.  Tameka reached next to 
her PC and answered it, "Hello."

    ...

    "Hi Edris!  What's happenin' girl?"

    ...

    "Really?  Congratulations!  They pay pro rates?"

    ...

    "Twenty five cents a word!  Whooeee!  You's in the big time now 
girl!"

    ...

    "Yeah?"

    ...

    "Sure!"

    ...

    "Okay, the _Greenwich Sistah Critique Group_ is meeting Wednesday 
night at Charity's place.  Got it!  See you there."

    ...

    "Bye now!"

    Tameka resumed working on her column, diligently working into the 
wee hours of the night.  

    At one slow moment during the night, she poked her finger into 
her navel and started digging the crud out of it.  She rolled it 
between two fingers as she dug a little more, adding that to the 
blob.  She continued until she nearly got her navel raw from digging 
into it and got all the crud that she could get out.  She rocked back 
and dropped the blob of navel crud into Jack's mouth and then rocked 
forward again sealing his mouth with her cunt. 

    She continued writing until she wrapped up her column around two 
in the morning.  Then she e-mailed the manuscript to her editor so 
that he would have it first thing Monday morning.  Finally, she stood 
and stretched again and told Jack to change his diaper and wait in 
her bedroom.

    Tameka went to her bedroom closet and changed into her nightgown.  
Jack walked in a few moments later.  

    "Slave, before I go to bed, I need to give you a lesson."

    "Yes, Mistress," he answered.

    She pointed to a large doggy mat on the floor and said, "You will 
sleep on that tonight.  But first I want you to come here over by my 
bed and kneel backwards onto your hands facing the ceiling."

    He did so.  Then she straddled his head facing the top of his 
head and squatted slightly, pressing her pussy against his mouth.  A 
moment later, she emptied her bladder into his mouth once again.  

    "Now clean me," she commanded.  he licked her pussy clean.

    She climbed off him and said next, "You will take that position 
immediately whenever I say 'toilet' during the night."

    "Yes, Mistress."

    "Then after you cleaned me, you can go back to your bed."

    "Yes, Mistress."

    "Now, get in your doggy bed, slave -- until I need you."

    "Yes, Mistress."  He curled up in the dog bed to sleep.

    Tameka got in her bed and closed the light, saying, "Good night, 
slave."

    "Good night, Mistress," he answered.

    Tameka did use Jack once or twice during the night.  With the 
command, 'toilet,' he dutifully positioned himself by her bedside in 
the moonlight and she squatted over his sleepy face to empty her 
bladder into his mouth.  He cleaned her as instructed and she 
returned to bed and back to sleep.

    Tameka slept late the following morning.  Around ten or so, she 
called out to Jack when she woke, "Good morning, slave."

    "Good morning, Mistress."

    "You were very good yesterday and last night."

    "Thank you, Mistress."

    "Today, your service to me will be more pleasant for you.  I want 
you to go and take a shower.  I've laid out a towel, washcloth, a 
fresh bar of soap, toothpaste, toothbrush, and mouthwash in the 
bathroom for you.  Take your time.  Enjoy your shower."

    "Yes, Mistress.  Thank you.  You're very kind."

    "Return to me here when you're done with your shower."

    "Yes, Mistress."

    Tameka rolled over and went back to sleep while Jack showered.

    About a half-hour later -- Tameka didn't watch the minutes -- 
Jack returned to her side.  

    "You look nice and clean, slave.  Very good."

    She stepped out of bed and pulled the blankets up, smoothing them 
out.  Then she lied back down on the bed on her back.

    "Slave, give me a tongue bath.  I want you to do every spot of 
flesh that is accessible to your tongue.  I'll roll over when it's 
time for you to do my back."

    Jack started with her forehead, working his way around her face.  
When Jack got to her mouth, she puckered her lips and drew his tongue 
into her mouth, bringing their lips together.  Tameka held the kiss 
for several seconds as their tongues caressed each others'.  Finally, 
she released his tongue and allowed him to resume his task.  She 
nearly giggled when he got to her nose and inserted his rolled-up 
tongue up each of her nostrils.

    _This boy's thorough_ she thought to herself. 

    He worked his way down each of her arms, first one then the 
other.  He dallied on each finger, giving each finger a thorough 
sucking.  

    Then he returned to her torso, covering the expanse of skin that 
covered her chest and abdomen.  It delighted her when he lingered a 
little longer than necessary on each of her nipples.  He even dug 
into her navel with his tongue to get any crud that she may have 
missed the previous night. 

    Of course, he eventually reached her crotch.  He sucked on her 
pubic hair, swirling the hairs with his tongue before progressing to 
her most intimate spot.  She spread her legs to allow him to fit his 
head in and he started licking the skin around the outside of her 
pussy.  

    "Don't miss any flesh that you can get to with your tongue," she 
reminded him.

    On that cue, he moved directly into her pussy and started licking 
it all around.

    "Make me come, slave." 

    Jack attacked her pussy in earnest at that order.  He licked the 
perimeter inside her pussy up and around above her clit and back down 
again, then up the center past her hole and over her clit, then back 
down the center again.  Then up around the perimeter.  Then up and 
down the center.  His teasing was driving Tameka nuts, but she loved 
it.  For a white boy, he sure knew how to work a pussy with his 
tongue!  And then -- and then he started sucking on her clit -- hard!  
In and out and in and out he sucked it.  Tameka had never come so 
quickly in her life!  Nor so powerfully!  She was rocking and shaking 
and quivering like mad.  And he was _still_ sucking her clit like a 
lollypop as she came.  

    After coming for nearly ten minutes straight, she didn't want him 
to stop, but it was starting to hurt.  So she commanded him to resume 
his task. 

    He continued down one leg to her foot, then down the other leg to 
the other foot.  He was even thorough with her toes, sucking each toe 
thoroughly, then working his tongue into the spaces between toes.  

    Having completed every possible spot that he could reach with her 
laying supine on her back, she rolled over prone onto her chest.  He 
started from the top again, working his tongue into her scalp between 
her braided hair.  He progressed down the back of her neck, down her 
spine and surrounding flesh.  He licked one ass-cheek clean, then the 
other.  Then he went down the middle, thoroughly licking her ass 
crack lower and lower.  She considered telling him to skip her 
asshole, not just for his sake, but she wasn't sure if she would 
enjoy having him stick his tongue deep up her asshole.  Yet after 
giving it some thought, she knew that she couldn't let him off that 
part of the task -- it was his duty as a slave to do every spot on 
her body, even if she didn't really enjoy it.  But he surprised her -
- he didn't just jab his tongue painfully up her rectum.  He licked 
it, and around it, and probed gently into it, taking his time with 
it, but without forcing his tongue in too deep.  The way he was doing 
it was actually pleasurable.  She had never really enjoyed being 
rimmed before.  

    He finally got past her as and started his way down the back of 
her legs, first one, then the other.  

    Finally, he did the soles of her feet, and he was done.

    "Good job, slave!  Excellent!"

    "Thank you, Mistress."

    "Come into the kitchen with me.  As a reward for your talented 
tongue, I'm going to let you have brunch with me."

    "That's very kind of you, Mistress."

    "How do grits and hash browns sound?"

    "I've never had grits, but I'm sure they're good."

    "Then follow me."

    Tameka and Jack went into the kitchen, and Tameka started 
preparing the meal.  I didn't take long and she set two plates on the 
table in her dining nook. 

    "Dig in!" she said.

    They ate and talked the rest of the afternoon.  Tameka asked him 
how he got into the scene, and told him how she loved being a domme.

    "Don't tell anyone I said this," she said, "but I think it's 
totally outrageous for a black woman to have a white guy for a slave!  
Even if it's just for a weekend."

    Jack said, "That'll be our secret, Mistress," and they both 
laughed.

    After a time, Tameka looked at her watch and said, "Lord!  Look 
at the time!  I gots to get you back to _Edge Play_ before they send 
out the posse!"

    "But you didn't buy me in a slave auction, Mistress.  You just 
invited me home after the contest.  So I don't think you got to get 
me back to the club.  But I would appreciate a ride back to Penn 
Station from here."

    "Sure!  No problem.  But first, follow me," she said with a sly 
grin.

    She walked to the bedroom with Jack following her.  She lied on 
the bed and looked up at jack, licking her lips.

    "Do you want another tongue bath, Mistress."

    "I want you to fuck me."

    "Mistress?" Jack looked astonished.

    "Mount me and fuck me, slave.  Now!"

    Jack climbed on Tameka's supine body, placing his legs between 
hers.  He lowered his head down and kissed her.  She eagerly took his 
kiss and groped inside each others' mouths with their tongues for 
several minutes.  Tameka knew how wet she was, and she could feel his 
hard-on poking her pussy, so she reached up and pulled his ass down, 
as if giving him the final go-ahead.  She felt him poking, trying to 
get it into the hole, and then he slid into her.  She had a talent of 
her own -- she squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles so tight that 
he let out a "yelp" of pleasure.  She continued milking his cock with 
her pussy and it didn't take long for him to explode into her.  She 
was a little disappointed that he came so fast, but he was such an 
obedient and talented slave -- letting her sit on his face non-stop 
all day yesterday while drinking a near constant flow of piss and 
shit from her and then serving as her bedpan last night -- that he 
deserved his reward.  And it wasn't like she wasn't enjoying it 
either, of course.  She would have done this with him if he wasn't 
cute and didn't turn her on.

    Jack had spent himself and Tameka let him lie on top of her while 
she stroked his back with one hand and ran the other through his 
hair.  That's one thing she'll give white guys, she thought, their 
hair is always so soft and fluffy, and feels so good to run her 
fingers through. 

    They nearly fell asleep in their embrace with Jack on top of her 
when she looked over at her clock on the nightstand by her bed. 

    "Oh crap, look at the time!" Tameka said.

    "Huh?" Jack answered sleepily.

    "C'mon, slave.  It's time for you to go.  I'll give you a ride to 
the train like I promised."

    Tameka and Jack both got dressed and they took the elevator down 
to the parking garage under her apartment building.  She drove out 
onto the streets of Brooklyn, down to the Battery Tunnel, up into 
Manhattan, past the ruins of Ground Zero, and up to 34th street to 
Penn Station.  

    She stopped in the underpass between the Penn Station and Madison 
Square Garden. 

    Just before Jack exited the car, Tameka said, "You'll be my slave 
again, Jack, right?"

    "Sure, Mistress."

    "Hey, now that it's over, I'm Tameka, er, Tammy.  And only 
special friends get to call me that."

    "Yeah, I definitely want to be your slave again, Tammy!"

    "Gimme a kiss before you go," she said.

    Jack and Tameka kissed once again, their tongues wrestling 
briefly before they parted ways. 

    - END -

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