FRENCH WHOREHOUSE--Part 3
1842--Monsieur Le Blanc, a wealthy client used to having his peculiar penchants catered to, is ensconced in a private room that looks into three other rooms through peepholes and other openings.
"Take in a well-stuffed girl--I WISH SHIT! I'll have it through the hole, as usual. Remind her she's to act as if it's a privy!"
The proprietress agrees, and leaves to make the familiar arrangement.
Meanwhile, he takes the opportunity to peek into the other rooms. In one, a comely young girl is riding a monstrous peg in wild abandon. He views this from behind, which is just as well as he is afforded the sight of the girl's anus opening and closing as she bounces her buttocks up and down the huge organ, and is not bothered with the sight of the owner of the mighty piston. As the activity becomes more energetic, he sees sperm running down the plunging shaft.
At the other peephole, he is suddenly appalled. A man's anus is in plain view as he plunges into a gaping pussy and sucks the prick of another man! He quickly turns away in disgust. Strange that such simple pleasures should bother a man who eats turds from girls' assholes!
Suddenly, he hears activity in the third room. He kneels in the dark room and positions himself, naked, before the wooden flap he pulls open. Flowery skirts are waving within reach. They are pulled up to expose fine, soft legs and thighs. Pulled higher still, the cunt area is lewdly displayed for his enjoyment. The girl moans and speaks to herself, declaring that she simply must pleasure herself...so hot is the fire in her loins! She stuffs two, then three fingers into her wet pussy and rapidly works them in and out until the smell of her twat has reached the client's nostrils sufficiently. The client's lusty moans can be heard as he breathes in the seasoned aroma.
But they both know this is only a preliminary. The client wants the smell of shit, and the skirts are soon lowered. The man eagerly strokes his organ in anticipation of the beshitted asshole soon to be presented to him. The girl quickly moves away--out of his range of sight. Then just as quickly, the skirts reappear. This time from the rear. The girl groans loudly, saying "Where is that privy hole, I simply MUST do a little shitty! Oh, there it is!"
The client shivers in anticipation as the skirts are raised up once again.
He sees the backs of the smooth legs first, then the naked bottom comes into view. The skirts are raised above the bottom as it's bent and slowly pressed toward the hole. The sight and smell greeting the client is quite enticing. The lightly-haired anus is fairly smeared with aged, crusty excrement...its moistness long gone, but the aroma well intact! No matter. The client will soon apply his own moistness to remedy that in his endeavor to thoroughly clean the anus in preparation for new coatings!
Normally quiet as he operated, this time the client was unable to hold back his excitement. "OH, WHAT DELIGHT! WHAT INTRIGUE! WHAT A FOUL GIRL YOU ARE! PRESS TIGHTLY, MY DEAR. LET ME CLEAN THAT UNHOLY VALLEY OF ITS SPICY STINK BEFORE YOU BESMEAR IT AGAIN!"
He thrusts his face between the cheeks and rattles his face therein with a wildly lapping tongue. Up and down he licks the orifice, cleaning away the grunge and crust, and sucking the little hairs of any remnants. He pulls away and makes a decided declaration.
"BY THE DEVIL'S FUCK, THAT'S THE SWEETEST SHIT I'VE EVER TASTED! Press mightily, my love. Give me that luscious turd that lies within. By all that's right, I shall eat every scrap!"
Soft, feminine groans, mixed with heavier, deeper grunts, soon result in the delivery of a turd of startling proportions! The man begins to eat immediately. He works his mouth as the slimy turd slithers through his upheld fingers. After having consumed several healthy mouthfuls, he breaks off the turd and turns it to suck on the other end. He shoves it into his mouth while simultaneously reaching behind as he shits into his own hand. Bringing it around to smell, he sniffs his own turd while he sucks the juice from the other. His cock explodes against the wall, but it does nothing to diminish his ardor.
Taking another fast whiff of the foulness from his own entrails, he tosses the turds to the floor. With shit-smeared hands, he reaches in and pulls the bottom to his face. Unable to resist the sight of the breached turd he'd rented prema- turely, he attaches his mouth to the expanded opening and begins to suck the shit from it!
Never, in all his vast experience, had a young lass shit him such a delicious, huge turd. He wanted the rest directly from the rectum, and sucked at it like a madman! In tune to his desires, the anus opened wider and slipped the greasy end into his mouth. The man hungrily swirled it around in his mouth and slowly gulped it down.
"MAGNIFICENT! THE ABSOLUTE BEST! NEVER HAVE I TASTED BETTER SHIT THAN THIS! OH, WHAT PLEASURE I DERIVE!"
The buttocks were removed from his face. The skirts were all a colorful flash as they turned. Suddenly, they were raised again and a massive prick was before his eyes--squirting streams of hot sperm all over his astonished face! His fever was high enough that he mindlessly licked at the stuff--then gained recognition!
"HOW NOW? WHAT IS THIS? HAVE I BEEN DECEIVED?"
The face of a young man appeared at the porthole. "The absolute best, Monsieur? Perhaps you should enjoy eating from my asshole regularly! My, you're quite the avid shit-eater, aren't you? I've often had my turds devoured by those of your kind...but never with such enthusiasm! And such compliments you pay me!"
"Why has this happened? How could I have done this? I've never known such dastardly intrigue! WHERE IS THE MADAM?!"
"I am here, Monsieur!" the madam suddenly appeared behind him. "This fine young man has paid handsomely to entrap a gentleman such as yourself. I simply could not refuse. I beg your understanding...and your pardon. But truly, was it so bad, then? From what I witnessed it was your finest experience, was it not?"
"By God, a man in skirts and a sweet bottom has deceived me! Nay, the sweetest bottom! Therein lies the dilemma."
"Then you're not angry with me, Monsieur?" she said, reaching down to wipe his organ with a damp cloth. She knew better than to wipe his behind. He wished it to remain in a soiled condition after shitting.
"Angry? I am beyond myself, woman. Never in all my life have I been so deceived! So delightfully deceived! I merely endure the sight of naked men, and absolutely abhor the sight of two together engaging in their repulsive perversions. Yet I cannot deny, madam, that what I have smelled and tasted this day is well beyond what I thought imaginable!"
"How is that, sir?"
"Why, those same mentioned smells and tastes, of course! Is it the masculine that so tenders the odor its strength and pungency? Is it the masculine that also allows for a predomi- nance of sweetness amidst all that foul humour? You know me, madam. You know I've swilled the shit from many tails in this room. And if you've ever caught my demeanor afterward, you must have noticed that once my prick has spent there is no longer the slightest desire to have shit upon my lips. Yet here, in this room, this night, I not only inundated this very wall bearing a mouthful of shit...I continued my reverie and sucked more from that heavenly anus! If I'd known then that it was a man...I could not have stopped! And by all that is bad luck... he is a wealthy man. Otherwise, I should attempt to buy him for myself. Yes, I say that to you--you devil through the hole! Wouldst you were poor, I would buy you outright and suck shit from your ass at my leisure!"
The handsome young man leaned toward the hole and laughed pleasantly before offering his own remarks. "Don't be discour- aged, Monsieur. Your observations are quite correct. It is the masculine that arranges the scent and flavor. I'd eaten many turds myself before finally trying one from a young boy's rectum. It was exquisite! I then decided to experiment further, and tried a strapping lad. Then my brother. And finished up with an aged, dirty thief from the streets. Each time, my conclusion was the same. No matter the clean beauty of youth, or the dirty scum of foul, aged buttocks. Each one tasted better than any from a female!"
"I see. You enjoy a meaty bottom meal as I do."
"Yes, and if you'd kindly hand me that object you sniffed so avidly before discarding, I shall demonstrate."
"What's that, my turd? Here then, sir. I shall enjoy this! Let me put it to your lips!"
"Ah, fine ambrosia! You do shit a good one, Monsieur. See how I lick it with pleasure! Here, taste for yourself."
"Nay, sir! I've surely smelled my turds many times. But never have I taken so much as a lick."
"High time, then, Monsieur. Try it yourself, and tell me that it is not, in all honesty, one of the finer turds you've ever tasted!"
Scowling, the flustered man nevertheless mouthed away a small turdball and hesitantly chewed it. "BY DAMN, YOU ROGUE! It is quite incomparable! Imagine...my own shit coming close to that point of perfection!"
"It is perfection, Monsieur!"
"Yes? Then why would I wander in search of others if I have this?"
"AH! Perfection to me...only close to perfect to you. My turd is more to perfection for you. We are of a similar mind, you and I. The smell and taste of a turd is only part of the fascination. To achieve the perfect meld of our desires, we must gleam those turds directly from an asshole! With our lips! Since we physically cannot put our lips to that anus which we desire the most, we must content ourselves to lick shit from another's anus. True? A female certainly cannot gain you this fantasy. But two men, together! As one shits into your mouth, you are completing the circle by shitting into his. A perfect taste delight that satisfies all requirements!"
"An amazing theory," the man agreed.
"We shall put it to the ultimate test sometime. Meanwhile, have you any shit up your ass? If so, come in here immediately and let me suck it from your hole. I'll give you more of my spunk to taste, too!"
"Gracious! You think I desire your spunk also, you degenerate rogue?"
"Now, don't be testy, Monsieur! You licked avidly when I spurted onto your face...don't deny it. We shall suck pricks like gentlemen. With the eagerness of gentlemen. And being the shit-lickers we are, we shall indulge in even more pleasurable endeavors. Admitting you enjoy the taste of your own shit naturally takes us to the inevitable. I shall fuck your bum... and you will fuck mine...and that way we shall more pleasantly lick our own shit from each other's filthy pricks."
"GAWD, WHAT A ROGUE! Madam, I've have no more use for the services of your house...lest you begin to supply me with boys and young men willing to engage in such practices. Providing, of course, I ever tire of this gentleman here. Take your time, madam. I feel that may be a long time hence! Now get me into that other room...I have a man waiting to suck shit from my bottom! And bring that turd with you. I may want to lick my own while he does so!"
"Oui, Monsieur! Do not worry. I shall supply your needs. I have several lads I may call into service. My own son, I've been told, shits magnificent turds! Perhaps you two gentlemen might wish him to join you some time. When you get used to it, of course. Two gentlemen sharing the turd of a young boy--now, there's a delight!"
"Oh, you foul whore! Leave it to you to devise excitement! Thank you, madam. I feel this is only the beginning of a fine evening. You may charge me double!"
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