A Congressman Corrupted Ch. 04

"I...I can't believe that! What...what just happened?!" She exclaimed in a tired and exhausted way.

"You just came. I guess that's your first time, huh? Not surprising!" Brute looked over at me with hate and disgust in his eyes. "Your weak, pathetic husband sure as fuck could never make you do that!" Julie lifted her sweaty head off of the bed and looked back at the muscular dominator who just stretched her pussy out to nearly triple its normal size.

"Please...give me more. I NEED it!" She yelled, still taking deep breaths and trying to regain her composure.

"Oh you'll get a lot more than that soon enough. But first, get down on your knees, cracka!" She excitedly jumped off the bed and knelt down in front of his soaking wet African cock. "Press those big fat tits together! NOW!" She smiled immensely, clearly excited about being commanded and controlled. She grabbed her two L cup sized tits and pressed them together. Brute thrust forward and buried his giant dick in between my wife's breasts. Nearly his entire 12 inch long shaft was swallowed up by these ungodly large tits; only the big soft head of his cock stuck out passed her cleavage. She flung her tits up and down, jerking off his big fat dick.

"God damn! Even tit fucking you feels incredible!" She said, licking her lips erotically. I could see she was clearly being pleasured simply by having her tits fucked, something that I had never experienced before. She had jerked off my tiny little dick with her tits before, but she had never gotten even the slightest bit of excitement from it.

As the fat fleshy head of his cock popped up out of cleavage, she bent her head down as far as she could and put the dickhead in her mouth. With each jerking motion, my wife continued to pop the head of his cock in her mouth. I couldn't believe how incredibly hot this was. Even more so, I couldn't believe how incredibly hung Brute was. Not only had be bested my wife's ungodly large tits, but he was getting a blowjob AND a titfuck at the exact same time. It was clear that only the strongest and most virile of men could accomplish this with my wife's ample breasts.

I merely stood and watched as my wife drooled and licked at the huge black meatstick popping up out of her cleavage.

"Damn, faggot, your bitch has some nice titties! I'm gonna get a lot of enjoyment out of these in the years to come since you two are my slaves now." I saw my wife's eyes perk up with excitement. I could tell that her fear of this violent black revolution had obviously gone away. I knew what that look in her eyes meant. She was in love - real love. The way she looked at this huge hulking black master was like nothing I had ever received. Brute shoved her back aggressively.

"Lay face up on the bed, bitch! I'm gonna do something to you that will make you never want to even look at another white loser again!" Julie leaped onto the bed and laid face up, practically giddy with excitement. Brute slowly walked around to her side and then suddenly slapped her right on her sore and gaping pussy. Her pussy juices flew into the air as she let out a strange yelp of both pleasure and pain. Next he gently placed his hand over her clit and began to rub around. It didn't take long before he thrust his two middle most fingers into her hole. Viciously, he yanked them upward, practically tearing my wife's pussy apart.

"Ahh! FUCK!" Julie screamed, as clear fluids erupted from her like a volcano. Her squirt juices reached everywhere in the room. Thanks to Brute's violent twisting and yanking, my wife literally covered every wall in her clear watery fluid. Brute paused for a moment as Julie panted wildly.

"Again! Please, again! I'll do anything! I'll give you anything! Just put those big fat African fingers back inside of me!" Brute smiled the most evil and twisted smile I had ever seen.

"Oh...you'll get a lot more, as soon as you beg for it, whore!" Brute leaned down and hovered his face above my wife's. "Who owns this pussy?" He whispered sensually next to her ear.

"You do, sir. You and the rest of those big strong black hunks can do whatever you want with my little cunt." Even though I couldn't believe what I was hearing, deep down I knew I shouldn't have been surprised. My wife was always a whore for the most pleasure she could possibly get - and who could offer more pleasure than a big black hunk? Brute lifted his head back up, only to spit a big wad of saliva right onto my wife's closed mouth.

"Who owns this fucking pussy?!" Brute screamed, as if he was a military drill instructor.

"You do!" She screamed back with a big smile. "You and every other nigger on this earth own my white cunt!" She practically repeated herself, although she was even more aggressive this time.

"That's right, bitch!" He yelled, as he jammed his two fingers back into my wife's dripping wet pussy. Once again, he yanked and prodded so roughly inside of her that my wife erupted again with enormous amounts of squirt juice. She screamed and moaned like someone was killing her. I'm sure the neighbors would have heard her, if there wasn't countless murders and rape going on outside right now.

Julie threw her head back onto the bed, her eyes rolled up into her head, and her chest expanding every second from her heavy breathing. I looked around the room and watched my wife's pussy juice drip down the walls of our bedroom. My insignificant dick was still rock hard, though I knew it would never be used again. I knew I would never satisfy my wife again as long as men like Brute were around - and considering that I just signed a law that allowed these black hunks to kill all us weak white guys, I'd say that they're going to be sticking around for quite a long while!

Brute leaned down and erotically kissed my exhausted and mindless wife. She offered no resistance as she threw her tongue into his mouth and sloppily tongue fucked her new lover's mouth. For a few minutes, they continued kissing in the most blatantly sexual way that I had ever seen before I finally got the courage to speak up.

"Sir...do you think...could I maybe get fucked now?" I muttered submissively.

"Get on your knees then, faggot. Ass up!" I eagerly ripped my clothes off and knelt down like an obedient dog. Brute walked over behind me and slammed his cock down on my back. His ungodly long cock reached nearly halfway up to my shoulders. I could feel my wife's juices dripping off his throbbing cock and onto my back. He lifted it up and pressed the head of his monster tight against my asshole. After being fucked by multiple black men, all with dicks the size of a horse's, my hole opened up with ease. I felt every inch of his foot long cock slide instantly into my gaping chasm.

I moaned and grunted erotically as I watched my wife get up off the bed. Brute began abusing my hole, his nuts slamming against my taint with each incredibly powerful thrust. Once off the bed, Julie got down on all fours and began crawling towards me, causing her massive tits to practically drag on the floor. She reached me and we stared at each other, face to face, both crawling like wild animals. She leaned in and gingerly pecked me on the cheek. It was nothing like the tongue-fuck she gave to Brute, but deep down I knew that my wife would never be involved with me sexually again.

"Isn't this incredible, honey? I had no idea black men were so...powerful!" She said, finally finding the word she was looking for. I stared at her with a mix of admiration and sadness. Deep down, I was so happy that my wife was finally satisfied, though I couldn't help but feel bad that it wasn't me pleasing her. She was the perfect specimen of feminine beauty...and she belonged to the black race now. Eventually, I realized that it was selfish to try and hold onto her. I loved her more than anything, so I had to let her do what made her happy. In the end, I suppose I was glad that my wife finally found happiness.

"It sure is incredible, babe...it sure is." I said in a strangely depressed way. I never felt as alive as I did in that moment. An entire foot long black snake rearranging my insides, mixed with my wife's loving stare, made this a night to remember.

My poor little dick just couldn't hold back anymore. Within just a couple minutes of being aggressively ass-fucked, I felt a couple small spurts of cum drip out of my rock hard little dick. I moaned in a surprisingly feminine way and collapsed to the ground. Brute yanked his cock out in one rapid pull, slightly distending my anus for a brief second before it sprung back to its now normal wide hole.

"See how fucking worthless these disgusting white pigs are?" Brute asked my wife, pointing down at me like I was a dirty, wild animal. My tiny little dick and cumshot mixed with my frail and skinny body must have made me look so weak and pathetic. My wife glared down at me in shame. I knew she would never again love me like she does Brute and his gang of criminals.

"It's a shame, really..." Julie said, sounding sad that our relationship came to an end. "...a shame that there's still garbage like him left in the world." I could tell that my wife was completely serious in her response. I couldn't blame her, though. I knew firsthand just how unimaginably intoxicating the allure of black supremacy could be. I couldn't resist it - she couldn't resist it - no one in this town could resist the ever-growing African invasion. Brute held my wife by his side and kissed her again on the lips, dragging his tongue all over hers.

"We're trying to fix that, whore. Soon you won't ever have to worry about seeing white wimps like him around." Brute grabbed my wife by the neck and tossed her onto the bed as if she was a dirty piece of clothing. I could tell by her smile and excitement that she now loved being manhandled and mistreated - perhaps she always did, but I wasn't man enough to do it. Either way, Brute mounted her like a prized stud. She eagerly reached back and grabbed his cock tightly in her hand. She guided the veiny throbbing shaft to her gaping pussy and shoved as much in as possible.

"Well done, honky slut!" Brute exclaimed, as if impressed by her extreme lust. "I guess you're completely fucking mindless now, huh?"

"Yes, sir!" Julie exclaimed, her mind completely enslaved to the belief of African supremacy. "I must thank you, sir, for opening my eyes. I now know that nothing feels better than a big fat nigger dick inside of you!" She yelped as Brute thrust his entire cock into her at once.

"You know what feels even better? A big strong African baby!" Julie's eyes widened with anticipation. She knew exactly what that meant.

"Yes, please, sir! I want a baby that I can actually be proud of. I want a baby that I can look at and know that he's going to grow up strong and dominant." Julie turned her head to look at me. "I want a baby that won't grow up to be a feeble little sub-human piece of trash!" He yelled, clearing insulting the entire white race. I could tell the pleasure of black dick was driving her mind wild. I knew the sensation all too well. When Brute had his cock inside of me, there was nothing that I wouldn't do for him. There's just something so intoxicating about big black studs that makes you want to completely give in to anything they want.

"That'a girl!" Brute yelled jubilantly, clearly impressed by her hate for the white race. "One superior baby coming up!" I could see Brute's face tighten and turn red as he grunted like the powerful alpha male he was. I saw the look of shock and awe on my wife's face as his first huge rush of cum came out. Spurt after spurt of master race baby juice caused my wife to start screaming with pleasure.

"Jesus Christ! That's like a hundred normal guy's loads! Keep pouring that nigger seed in me, you fucking horse hung god!" That little ego-trip must have pushed Brute passed the edge, because he continued cumming longer than he ever did with me. Every new jet of cum that he produced caused a bit more to leak out of my wife at the corners of her pussy. I could tell that she was completely and utterly full to the brim.

He grabbed his softening cock and yanked it out of my wife's poor stretched out pussy. The second his big fat dickhead left her pussy, thick pools of cum came pouring out of her like Niagara Falls. I could tell that her entire uterus and vagina were completely drenched in his cum. There was no doubt that she'd start growing a strong African child soon enough. She stood up and let even more pour out of her. She rubbed Brute's hard muscled chest while kissing him again on the lips.

"Thank you so much, Brute. That was fucking amazing." She whispered to him.

"Don't mention it." He said in a humorous way. "It's what us niggas do best." Brute turned towards me and leaned down till we were face to face.

"You're gonna keep making new laws. Ones that ruin even more white lives, got it, bitch?" I stared at this incredibly powerful alpha male, as my ass still throbbed with pain from being torn apart earlier.

"Yes, of course, sir!" I was willing to do anything I could to ensure that Brute and his gang of big dicked mercenaries would stay here.

"And you're gonna raise this nigga baby like it was your own, got it?" Brute said, even angrier than before. I could tell this meant a lot to him. "Give him anything he wants! Do anything he wants! NEVER deny this superior being ANYTHING! Got it?" He yelled, practically spitting in my face.

"Yes, sir, Master Brute!" I said, sounding like a private in the military. "I will worship this child like the superior alpha male he is!"

"Good...that's what I like to hear." Brute grabbed his clothes and threw them on quickly. "Now I can't sit around here all day with you crackas. I've got more cunts to breed and more white boys to kill." He exclaimed, sounding proud of himself. He stormed out of the house, leaving my cum-covered wife and I staring at each other. I could tell she was thinking the exact same thing as me.

"Honey...how about I go out there and find us another nigger to come in and plow us? The streets are literally overflowing with them." She smiled and nodded.

"Great idea, babe." I got up and started walking out of the room until I heard my wife speak again. "Oh...honey! Could you try and find one that's even more brutal. I think I could use some good choking and punching!" She said in both a girlish and whorish way, clearly addicted to being abused by the master race.

"Of course, honey. Anything you want!" I walked down the stairs, content that my wife was now finally happy - content that my bigoted ways were now gone - content that these proud African men and women were finally getting the justice that they deserved!