Elena Sobieski smear her body with own shitting!
Sep 3rd, 2007 by support
Sep 3rd, 2007 by support
Sep 1st, 2007 by support
Ahhhh. but I do not let her off that easily. all of them must have their lips painted brown. They do whimper and look sooooo very sorry for themselves. I hold their hair tight and watch them try NOT to lick their lips. Is a most curious phenomenon. Me couldn’t tell you about that one above. it is better to spring it on you here. If you are taking careful notes me is sorry to make you jump around all over the page. *giggles* Most curious indeed. Try as they might, the poor darlings can not resist licking their lips. It does something to them. something besides having their first little taste of shit. I have my own theory about what it does and why it works so very well.
I paint their lips brown several times. then do one of two things. let them have the sweet sexual release they have earned. or continue the game. Whether to continue or stop there depends on the slut and her reactions. The point is they should crawl back again another time for more. so good judgment is called for. Me is a primeval female animal and my instincts never fail me in bed.
The next step in the game is browning my finger well and offering it for sucking. Maybe after the first time. or a second or third time. it becomes a teasing game. the well browned finger is withdrawn just before it is captured by hungry lips. If the mood is right I might make them beg. It is a very easy step from there to having them lick my ass clean right after I shit. I never ever go any further with anyone unless a slut begs for it. I always advise against it. I very rarely go further than that myself when I am on the ‘receiving end.’ A little taste of shit is something one can quickly develop a deep craving for. Anything more than that calls for passions much deeper than mine normally are. Many claim to eat all of their lover’s shit all the time, but I usually have my doubts. I have done so, and all but a three times, have thrown it all up again. No pleasure in that, I can assure you. I am like many - the THOUGHT of full scat is thrilling. The REALITY is another matter. very hard shit. *giggles*
Neither me nor most of my scat sisters are monsters or freaks to be so despised as we are by most. With the exception of a few (myself included in that few) most of us are very submissive by the very nature of our craving. We hurt nobody. and so long as our partners are not ill or diseased, we are not harmed by what we do. For goodness sake, mothers often have to be very careful about stopping their babies from eating their shit. It does not harm them, nor does it harm us. You tell me WHY we are looked down on as the ‘lowest of the low’ when other silly sluts, for instance, are praised for taking huge cocks or dildoes up their ass. TELL ME!!! Is it because MALES who do not like females like to see such? I think it does have to do with that. Any female who likes to do something like that which is HARMFUL to her lover needs a HARD kick in her cunt and a BIG FAT steel pipe shoved up her ass to see how she likes it.
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Sep 1st, 2007 by support
Joe played with my asslips, ridding the crevice of my butt of its long brown hairs but leaving the thick coating on the outside. The he shaved all around the edges of my assglobes, leaving only the thick coating of hair sticking out from the protruding melon cheeks, but showing a shiny clean, deep crevice. With three fingers he pulled each of my trained buttlips outward and shaved them close with a straight-edge razor, then fingered my hole till I whimpered and sucked the big dildo down deeper into my mouth. I felt Joe’s hands grabbing the small bushes of hair he’d left on the cheeks, then gasped as I felt the full length of his greasy donkey meat slide up into my stretched cunt. He rode my butt for several minutes, pumping my slick hole in long hard strokes with his fat sausage while grasping the hair handles on top of my firm buttocks.
The air was hot and thick in the small shed, and I sucked deeply on the plastic meat Joe had given me to feed on. His long, thick Italian cockmeat made slick slurping sounds in my stretched hole as his bull balls slapped against my close-cropped thighs. A long and stinking fart ripped from this fucktop’s buttcheeks, drifting waves of ripe shit odor through the room. He reached beneath me and stroked my swollen, clamped pole as he pounded me with his iron-hard rod. The strokes increased in speed and Joe moaned and gasped as he dumped a hot cum load deep into my guts. Slipping his greased up meat from my tube, he shaved another square above my butt and added the word “CUNT” in red paint.
“Real good, real nice. A real greasy wet cunt butt, pigboy. Now you’re christened and ready for the cabins,” he sighed. “You won’t really need your shorts around here - plenty of privacy, and they’d only get in the way.” Turning me up in the chair, he added the words “SHIT HOLE” in red paint across my forehead. “Let’s not forget you came down here to suck some really ripe butt, huh?” he commented.
“I’m looking forward to eating my way through the weekend,” I answered him, smiling.
“Oh, you will, buddy, you sure will.” Then, donning his dirty boxers, Joe led me from the “barber shop” and back to Bungalow 5.
After Joe dropped me off outside my brown cabin, I picked up my bag and entered through the screen door in front. The cabin was pretty small, just one room in front that was furnished with a couple of straightback wooden chairs that had the seats cut out and toilet seats mounted instead. There were wads of old toilet paper lying on the floor in heaps and the walls were covered in scrawled drawing depicting humpy, hairy guys being serviced by bottoms in every conceivable scene. A couple of pairs of old, shit streaked jockey shorts lay on the floor in the living room, and I picked one up to give it a good sniff. Then I went into the back room, which had one large mattress virtually filling the space. Again, big wads of toilet paper, looking pretty used, lay everywhere on the floor, and there were a couple of empty cans and soup pans lying in the corner. I threw my bag on the floor and took out one of my favorite toys, a dildo harness. I strapped the harness around my waist and selected a good-sized plug which looked like about a foot of beer can sized meat. Greasing it up real good with some Crisco, I slipped the meat into my loose hole, pushing my shaved buttcrack hard up against the wall so the meat would pack itself tightly into my fuckhole. Looking up, I saw a drawing covering most of one wall that depicted a bearded, bald and very hairy pigman with his legs spread wide by two burly guys while a third forced a massive dildo between his gaping holelips. Everything in these drawings was exaggerated to the extreme, with guys having the equivalent of two foot dicks and this one pig having a hole that you could have stuck your leg into. I realized suddenly that I was pumping my butt up against the plug on the wall and sweat was pouring down my face and chest. I pulled away and slid the plug from my sloppy rear, clamping one end into the harness and leaving the plug itself, dripping in liquid Crisco and slick shitjuices, to dangle between my melon cheeks.
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Aug 30th, 2007 by support
Aug 30th, 2007 by support
Aug 28th, 2007 by support
Aug 28th, 2007 by support
When she saw that I was there, my beloved Janice called out to me, “Get down here and lick my pussy. Get down on your back and crawl up beneath us!” As I comprehended the meaning of her words, my world of self-delusion crashed like a house of cards. My wife was going to make me actively participate in this betrayal and humiliation. There seemed to be no appeasing my wife’s hunger for my degradation! I felt the last of my self-esteem snap like an overstressed support strut, and almost without awareness of what I was doing, I began to comply with the request.
I lay on the foot of the bed and slid up between Chris’s and Janice’s legs until my face was directly under her soaked pussy. The view afforded me close up detail of Chris’s cock. Every vein and ridge seemed to burn permanently into my brain. Especially where it buried into the wrinkles of Janice’s asshole. What hit me next was the smell! It was both wonderful and awful! I could smell the sweet muskiness of pussy juice, but also the pungent odor of Chris’s sweaty balls, cock, and ass. Beyond that was a vague toilet smell, like that of fresh shit. Apparently Chris had struck something deep inside of Janice while fucking her ass.
Overcoming a momentary urge to vomit, I began to lick Janice’s clit. The damn thing seem to strive forward into my mouth like a miniature cock, and Janice let out the undeniable cry that I knew meant she was close to coming. The throbbing of my own cock forced me on and I began to suck her clit ravenously. Chris started fucking her ass savagely, and I didn’t think I could put up with the torture of having his balls slapping my chin while he fucked my wife’s ass!
Still, the incredibly bad feelings I was having emotionally seemed to drive me erotically, and I sucked on her pussy liked I worshipped it - enough to let her fuck another man right in front of me. Explosively, Janice came, dripping more come out of her pussy than I had ever seen before. I opened my mouth and drank it down like it was honey, even though she was coming with another guy’s cock up her ass. Chris hardly slowed his fucking, when I heard Janice say breathlessly, “Go ahead Chris, do it! Do it!”
Suddenly I felt Chris’s hand on my chin. He pushed down forcefully until my mouth opened. Then I would endure the worst thing that has ever happened in my life. Chris placed each of his knees on my shoulders, pinning me, and then pulled his cock out of Janice’s ass and shoved it into my mouth! I was immediately confronted with the taste of another man’s cock and a bitterness I figured had to be residual shit from Janice’s ass. I couldn’t believe I was tasting my wife’s shit, delivered to me by another man’s stiff cock rammed into my mouth!
I choked and gagged, but in a nearly mindless frenzy Chris began fucking my mouth and throat with surprising strength and ferocity. I felt my windpipe get cut off when Chris plunged his cock deep down my throat. He did this repeatedly, and I could barely breathe between his thrusts into my face. I became vaguely aware that Janice had moved away so she could witness this spectacle and was laughing uproariously. Humility broke me, and I began to cry at my degradation.
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Aug 26th, 2007 by support
Aug 26th, 2007 by support
Aug 24th, 2007 by support