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I pulled my Camaro into the parking lot of the run-down old motel and parked at the far end right in front of
0. It was a weather-beaten, ten-unit roadside place located right where State Route 46 stopped at the west edge of town. It was just past four on a Friday afternoon and the motel looked pretty much deserted – there were only two others cars in the lot besides mine, and one of them was Megan’s SUV. She was waiting for me in
0, and appeared to have succeeded in finding a quiet, out-of-the-way place for us to do our dirty deed.
I’d met her earlier that week in a bar downtown. Megan was 22 and worked as an advertising sales rep for a local TV station. We talked for a while and hit it off well enough that we ended up having dinner the next evening. I guess it went pretty well since before the night was over she was begging me to fuck her in the ass. After priming her fudge canal with a generous amount of lube, I slowly guided my fat ten-inch dick past her anal pucker and sunk it deep into her bowels. It definitely wasn’t her first buttfuck – that ass had been broken in before but it was still plenty tight. After a few easy strokes to loosen her up, I switched over to jackhammer mode and started really abusing her ass. As I pumped the length of my huge shaft in and out of her stretched asshole Megan was almost screaming in ecstasy, pushing her ass back on my cock trying to take it as deep and as hard as she possibly could. After ramming her for what seemed like an eternity, I knew I was on the verge of dropping a really big load in her ass but I had other ideas.
Slowly I withdrew my thick cock from her gaping rectum. “Turn around,” I said. “Open your mouth.” Megan obediently turned around, but rather than just opening her mouth she grabbed my shit-stained dick and licked her lips. Then she wrapped her soft warm mouth around my massive cock, hungrily cleaning the slime from her own ass off my dick and apparently loving every bit of it. She had stuffed a good six inches of my salty prick into her mouth when I gave in. My cock spasmed hard seven or eight times as I shot jet after jet of hot sticky cum straight down Megan’s throat. When I finally got done, Megan swallowed the last of the load and licked her lips. She knelt forward and started to clean off my dick by gently licking and sucking on the head. Megan was proving to be a total whore, undoubtedly my favorite quality in a woman.
“You’re a pretty kinky bitch, you know that?” I said to Megan as we lay there, exhausted.
She looked over at me and smiled as she lit a cigarette. “If you think that was kinky, you should see some of the other stuff I like to do. Cum isn’t the only thing I like to swallow,” she said, smiling mischievously as she blew a long, creamy exhale towards the ceiling.
I stared at her and was pretty sure I knew what she meant, but I did my best not to look too excited. Megan just continued to smile wickedly, showing off perfect teeth and a pretty face framed by beautiful black hair that fell easily around her shoulders. Her young, athletic body and large C-cup tits were more than enough to give me a raging boner, especially when she contradicted the angelic image by taking hard drags on her cigarette and letting the thick smoke flow gently from her mouth and nose. But if her perfect body could get me hard, the thought of her sweet mouth sucking a hot load of fudge from my ass was almost enough to make me pass out. We talked for a bit longer but it was getting late, and after agreeing that we should see each other again soon we parted company for the evening.
Excited by the tantalizing prospect of what came next, I hadn’t seen or heard from Megan in two days when my cell phone rang at three on Friday afternoon. She told me to get in my car and meet her at this motel. She also said if I needed to take a shit, I should hold it. If I didn’t need to shit, I should hit off a drive-thru on the way over and “fill up”. I knew instantly that my wildest dreams were about to be realized and that this was going to be a very interesting Pendik Escort afternoon.
Since I hadn’t really been expecting Megan to just call up out of the blue and ask me to come take a dump on her, I hadn’t considered the possible consequences of my lunch three hours earlier when I’d eaten four burritos and an order of nachos. I was feeling the onset of a massive Mexican-fueled shit explosion, which meant Megan would be dining on my flaming diarrhea. She may think she likes to eat shit, I thought to myself, but we’re going to find out exactly how much she really likes it.
I knocked on the door to room
0 and waited. In a matter of seconds the door opened just a few inches and there was Megan. She was completely naked and looked like a goddess with her perfectly shaved pussy and firm 34C breasts. She quickly pulled me inside, closed the door and locked the deadbolt. The first thing I noticed was that the queen-size bed and the section of floor directly in front of it had been covered in clear plastic sheeting. Megan had obviously done this before and knew how to plan for a messy afternoon.
She stared at me with a look of intense lust in her eyes, using two fingers to frig her swollen clit as she stood there. “I haven’t eaten all day, and I haven’t taken a shit since yesterday morning.” With that, she squatted down on the covered section of floor in front of the bed with her backside facing me. I watch her anal ring pucker as the first thick brown turd began to squeeze out. She seemed remarkably regular; her logs were long and thick and a dark chocolate-brown color. The first eight-inch-long chunk of shit fell from her ass and plopped on the floor. Another six-inch log followed, and finally a fat five-inch turd emptied her bowels.
Megan stood up and smiled, admiring the smelly pile of warm BM she had just laid on the plastic. “Mmmm, I think that’s for desert,” she said. Then Megan looked over at me. “But I’m really hungry and I’m definitely ready for the main course. What did you bring me for dinner, Gary?” she asked me sweetly.
I decided to play it coy with her even though my bowels were on the verge of overflowing. “That depends. What did you have in mind?” I asked.
Megan pretended to consider the question for a moment before looking very seriously into my eyes. Her voice took on a hushed, intense tone and all traces of sweetness disappeared. “I’m a dirty fucking shit whore who loves to eat shit. I want you to use me for a toilet and shit in my fucking mouth. I want you to feed me your delicious fucking kaviar and I want to swallow every last bit of that nasty fucking scat!”
I wasn’t stunned by what Megan wanted, but rather how she asked me for it. Her demand for my shit was unquestionably the most vile, completely depraved thing I’d ever heard anyone say. It took every last ounce of willpower I had just to avoid coming in my shorts. “In that case,” I said, “I’ve got a nice hot load of spicy Mexican diarrhea just for you, baby.” I thought it was only fair to be up front with her and see how she reacted to my surprise.
Imagine my shock when her eyes practically lit up! You’d have thought Megan just won the lottery. “Oh fuck, Gary, that’s the best! Please, squat over my mouth and squirt that runny shit down my throat! Cover my face in diarrhea while I swallow your slimy turds!”
There’s nothing quite like hearing a woman beg to be absolutely degraded. I needed no further prodding as I ripped off my pants and underwear. My ten-inch rod was already at full attention from Megan’s filthy invitation, and my bowels were on fire and felt like they were about to explode. Megan lay across the bed on her back and I climbed up and straddled her. I started stroking my big cock as I squatted over her face, giving her a close-up view of my pulsating asshole just inches above her face. I knew she could smell the big load of slimy brown fudge that was aimed directly at her hot little mouth.
“Here it comes!” I said, preparing her of the impending release.
Megan Anadolu Yakası Escort just egged me on. “Come on, Gary! Do it! Brown my fucking mouth! Cover me with that nasty shit!”
Finally I couldn’t hold the shit back anymore and I completely lost control of my bowels, immediately ripping several juicy, splattering farts. Slimy diarrhea sprayed from my asshole, splashing Megan’s mouth and plastering her pretty face with runny brown shit juice. Finally the bulk of the BM began and it was one of those soft ones that firms up just enough to form long gooey turds as it squeezes from your ass. Given the number of burritos I had eaten for lunch, it also figured to be one hell of a massive shit. As I felt the first slimy log begin to slide from my asshole, I wondered if Megan really knew what she was in for.
By that point a nonstop flow of slimy goo began squeezing out of my shithole like soft serve from an ice cream machine. The foul squishy logs of diarrhea pushed their way past Megan’s open lips, packing her waiting mouth full of hot brown sludge. Her face was glazed with chunks of oily shit, and the runny BM flowing from my ass quickly overran her mouth. “How’s that taste, you nasty fucking shit pig?” I asked her.
“Mmmmmmmfff” was her muffled, gagging response. With a mouth full of shit it was about the only noise she could make. A loud greasy fart escaped my asshole as I finally squeezed out the last of my massive dump. I turned around to inspect the damage and saw that Megan’s once-angelic face now looked exactly like a public toilet that hadn’t been flushed in about three days. I had packed Megan’s mouth full of my soft serve sludge and kept on going, topping things off with a nice thick pile of mush that completely covered her nose and mouth. It was easily the most disgusting thing I had ever seen, and for a moment I thought I might puke just looking at her. That’s when I realized I was stroking my dick so hard it was starting to hurt.
Megan sat up, scraped the steaming pile of shit off her face and held it up with both hands. Her filthy tongue hungrily lapped at her shit-smeared lips as she stared hungrily at the pound of diarrhea she was holding, her eyes on fire with the sort of primal lust that only a truly depraved bitch could feel. Her mouth was still full, and my dick nearly erupted when I realized she was chewing and swallowing all the slimy fudge in her mouth as fast as she possibly could. I had never seen a woman who could swallow shit without some amount of gagging and puking, and most weren’t able to choke down very much of it before they threw up. But Megan seemed to absolutely love it – she had just swallowed an entire mouthful of sloppy diarrhea without hesitation and it seemed to have no ill effect on her at all. Swallowing the last of the full load I left in her mouth, Megan smiled broadly. Her once perfect teeth and gums were covered in smelly shit, and even from a few feet away her breath was so rancid it was almost enough to make me gag. I had never seen anyone debase herself this completely and get off so hard on it, but Megan wasn’t nearly done yet. She eyed the pile of slimy shit in her hands and then began shoving it into her mouth, hungrily sucking down the rotten brown sludge as fast as she could. A dirty shit whore who loved to eat shit, indeed.
Megan used her right thumb to scrape the bigger streaks of shit off her cheeks and then push the foul chunks into her mouth. She slowly licked her lips with her slimy brown tongue and then sat down cross-legged on the floor, right beside the big pile of turds she’d squeezed out earlier. She began rubbing her pussy with her shit-covered fingers.
“Still hungry?” I asked, not believing it.
“Yeah, but I need something to drink first. Piss in my mouth?” Megan asked me sweetly. I actually needed to piss pretty badly so I moved directly in front of her, happy to oblige. Moving in that close caused me to catch a good whiff of Megan’s disgustingly rotten toilet breath and it almost knocked me over. Since İstanbul Escort she was sitting down and I was standing my hard dick was aimed almost perfectly at her face. She opened wide and I began to spray a hard stream of warm golden piss right into her shit-caked mouth. Megan gulped down my salty yellow brew like it was the best-tasting stuff on earth. I must have pissed for nearly a minute straight and Megan slurped up every last drop of it.
“Mmmm, that tastes so good,” she cooed. Her thirst quenched, Megan turned her attention back to the thick pile of her own shit. “Yeah, I think it’s time for desert,” she said, flashing me that nasty shit-covered smile again. She picked up the rotten five-inch turd that topped the pile and took a large bite. Chewing it up like it was a big piece of shitty cake, Megan swallowed and quickly bit off another chunk. “I just love the taste of shit,” she said. “Sucking it fresh out of a guy’s ass is the best, but my own special blend is pretty good too!”
Hearing Megan talk like the dirty shit lover she was while she chewed up another big piece of her own fat turd was enough to send me over the top. Stroking my long, stiff cock hard and fast, I let out a groan as I came violently and began pumping rope after rope of thick cream all over her shit-covered face. Streaks of cum landed in her hair and eyes, splashed across her filthy cheeks and sprayed in her shitty mouth. Finally my cock quit convulsing and I sat down on the edge of the bed to catch my breath. I watched Megan as she swallowed the thick wad of cum in her mouth and then started rubbing the cum-shit-piss mixture on her face deep into her pores. After a few minutes she excused herself and went into the bathroom to clean up. While she was gone I rolled up the plastic sheeting and shoved it into a big garbage bag that Megan had brought along for disposing of the evidence.
A half-hour later Megan emerged, spotlessly clean from head to toe. She was still naked and her black hair was wet from the shower. When she smiled I noticed that her perfect teeth had been restored to their usual pearly whiteness. I was lying on the bed, stroking my cock back to full strength as I considered the filthy events of that afternoon. Megan quietly walked over to the nightstand beside the bed and opened her leather purse, taking out a pack of the strong Marlboro Red 100s that she smoked. She placed one of the long cork-filtered cigarettes in her mouth, lit it with a disposable lighter and puffed out her first drag around the filter. Then her cheeks caved in deeply as she took a ridiculous five-second pull and sucked the rich smoke down into her hungry lungs. She removed the cigarette from her lips and held the smoke inside her chest for a few seconds, then launched a long, thick exhale from her pursed lips that expanded a good three feet in front of her face.
“Oh, that feels so good! I really needed that,” Megan said, returning the cigarette to her lips for another hard, cheek-hollowing drag. Watching Megan smoke like this was getting me stiffer by the second. That a girl who looked so sweet and innocent could turn out to be so completely fucking hardcore absolutely blew my mind.
“So, how was dinner?” I asked.
“Fucking excellent!” Megan said, the burning Marlboro bouncing between her soft lips as she spoke. “You can feed me your spicy Mexican fudge anytime you want. It was delicious!” Suddenly the cherry on her cigarette began to glow bright orange as Megan took a hard, hands-free drag. She held the smoke deep in her lungs for a few seconds before allowing it to pour from her nostrils in twin streams while she left the long cigarette hanging from her lips.
“So, what should we do now?” I asked, an almost ethereal cloud of smoke dancing around her beautiful face.
Megan smiled brightly through the smoke, holding the cigarette seductively beside her face as she exhaled yet another thick stream. “Well, that depends. How do you feel about raping my ass with that big, fat cock of yours?”
I just smiled and nodded, reveling in my unbelievable good fortune. There was no doubt about it – I was falling madly in love with this gorgeous, athletic-looking young smoker who seemingly lived to swallow human waste. She was a woman of incredible contradictions, but that’s what made Megan absolutely perfect.
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