Despite the fact that my girlfriend, Emma, was away for the week in Paris, I was nonetheless getting no end of dirty, sweaty sex. Emma's college friend (and sometime lesbian lover) Claire was staying with us while she "sorted herself out" following the break up of her relationship with the long-suffering Dave, and Claire's almost insatiable appetite for energetic sex had become more than apparent. It was an appetite that I, furthermore, was more than happy to try my best to satisfy. Whenever I saw her schlepping around the house in her little shorts and baggy T-shirt I would feel my cock begin to rise as I looked at her large, bra-less titties wobbling beneath the fabric of her top and ogled her full, fleshy buttocks. She knew full well I was an "arse-man" and never lost an opportunity to show off her perfect, peachy behind.
And tonight had been no exception. I had been shopping for our supper and I arrived back to find Claire in the kitchen, still wearing her nurse's uniform. Her uniform was a simple, pale blue, striped cotton dress, fastening with an elasticated belt around the waist. Perhaps it was the stripes, but her uniform always made her breasts and bottom look particularly big and juicy. I noticed too, from the way her tits joggled inside her dress, that she wasn't wearing a bra either and I wondered how many boners her lovely freckled breasts had caused at the hospital today. As I placed the supermarket carrier bags on the table and put a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge to chill I noticed that Claire was panting slightly.
"Did you run home from the hospital or something?" I asked her.
"No," she giggled, "I got a lift from Dave."
"Dave?" I checked I had heard right. Dave is her ex-boyfriend from whom she had rather dramatically split a week earlier when he decided that Claire taking it up the shitter from a teenage plasterer working on their conservatory was not compatible with their relationship.
"Yeh," she said, "It seems that all is not going well with Pippa. I think he wants me back."
"And?"
"Well, he'll have to sweat it out a bit longer. I'm going to make him go without so he can realise what he's missing. I bet Pippa won't let him anywhere near her skinny little arse," her brow furrowed as she turned her attention to Dave's current lover, "Stuck up little bitch."
"And I suppose you did let him near your arse?" I laughed.
"Let him?" she exclaimed, "He never fucking asked, he just took it. The bastard always loved cornholing me, fucking pervert. He'll realise soon enough that not many women are happy to bend over be sodomised whenever he feels like it. He just resented me having a bit on the side, that's all. It's alright for men but not for women I guess. Besides, he wasn't so pure on that score - you should have heard the way he went on about Emma."
"Emma?" I asked.
"Yes, Emma," she repeated, "Your girlfriend Emma, with whom I had a torrid lesbian affair at college."
"Yeh, I know who you mean, I want to know the details though," I said quietly as I began to feel Claire's magnificent tits through the material of her cotton uniform.
"Well, he had a real thing for her; kept going on about how gorgeous she was. He used to get me to describe all the lezzy stuff we got up to while he was fucking me and he'd always get really excited when I told him that she had a hairy fanny. He's got this real fetish for hairy pussies - geez, if he saw Emma's twat-rug he'd cum on the spot!"
Hearing Claire describe her ex-boyfriend's lust for my girlfriend's muff was making me even hornier. I let my hands travel down her flat tummy to her hips and I lifted up her skirt, thinking to re-acquaint myself with Claire's far less bushy but still deliciously furry fanny.
"You've got no knickers on Claire!" I exclaimed upon finding her ginger mound unclad.
"No," she blushed, "Dave's got them."
"Dave?" I said, "What the fuck happened there."
"Shit, I couldn't help myself Tom," she whined, "He was feeling me up and I could feel how hard his knob was in his jeans, and then I just got this buzz in my pussy and I had to have him. Oh fuck Tom, I just HAD to have that huge dick inside my cunt."
Lifting Claire onto the edge of the table I spread her knees slightly and sank to my knees. Hungrily I began to lash the sopping lips of her sex with my tongue, trembling with excitement as I recalled that only minutes earlier Dave had been fucking this same tasty pussy with his huge prick. Her cunt reeked of sex and had that zesty, sweet-and-sour tang that only a fully aroused cunt has. I plunged my tongue as far up her grasping slot as I could, lashing it upwards towards her clit. Claire threw her head back and grabbed her ripe breasts, pinching her rigid nipples through the fabric of her uniform.
"Oh fuck, Tom," she moaned, "You eat pussy so well, you're making my cunny all wet again."
I began to probe her arsehole with my finger. It was greasy, but clenched tightly and my finger made no progress beyond her puckered brown ring.
"No," she gasped, "Not there." Not something I imagine she had often said when someone was trying to gain entry to her arse.
"But I want to taste your arsehole Claire," I begged, "I'm hungry for it."
"But Dave fucked me there too!" she protested.
"Are you trying to tell me that your arse is full of Dave's cum, Claire?" I asked, adopting the tone of voice I might use with a naughty school-girl. She nodded weakly.
"So your arse will be nice and slippery then, won't it?" I continued, "Perfect for lubricating my big cock. You'd like that, wouldn't you, you little slut? Getting buggered by two men in less than an hour?"
"Yes," she said quietly, groaning with delight as I shoved three fingers into her slack cunt and rubbed her shit-ring with my thumb.
"Good," I said, now fully in control. "Now kneel up on the table and let me suck on your shithole."
As if in a trance, Claire knelt on the table and arched her back to that her beautiful white buttocks were in front of my face. Pressing my face into the cleft of her backside I inhaled deeply the scent of her sweat and the unmistakable aroma of recent sodomy. My tongue found her greasy cornhole, which tightened as my tongue swept across it.
"Relax your anus darling," I said softly, "let me clean you up."
"Oh my God!" she shrieked, "You want to suck Dave's jism out of my poop-chute!"
"Precisely. Now be a good girl and shit it all into my mouth. Work that hot butt and give me everything."
"Shit. I can't believe we're doing this. This is the perviest thing I've ever done."
"I can do pervier if you like Claire," I promised. "But besides, I find it very hard to believe that a horny little slut like you has never been felched."
Claire relaxed her anus, which was actually quite loose from the buggering that Dave had subjected her to. Immediately I could taste hot spunk as I began to stab at her freshly-sodomised shithole with my tongue.
"Come on baby," I urged her, "Shit it all out for me."
Claire worked her shitting muscles, gladly responding to my perverted request. Suddenly she farted loudly and shot a huge gob of richly flavoured jism into my mouth, which I swallowed greedily. She strained again and I got another mouthful of jizz, which I savoured, trying to discern the taste of her bowels in her boyfriend's spadge. Another series of small farts, and more and more of Dave's arse-flavoured ejaculate squirted into my mouth and slithered down my throat. When I had quite drained her rectum of male seed I decided to do the decent thing and replace it with a load of my own.
After pumping it into her juicy fanny for a few strokes by way of preparation, my pole slipped effortlessly into Claire's back-passage, so recently stretched by her well-hung ex-boyfriend. Claire's pale buttocks trembled deliciously with each thrust of my bloated tool into her well-greased bottom. Her fingers sloshed in her slippery fanny and she grunted like an animal as I reached around to grasp her enormous bouncing knockers, pinching her distended nipples. Deep in her bowels I could feel my knob sinking into the tip of a hefty log of shit, which only heightened the pleasure of this latest act of sodomy between us.
"I can feel the shit up your arse Claire," I panted between buggering strokes into her farting shit-tunnel. "I think you'd better follow me to the bathroom and give me everything this time." Pulling my rigid dick from her rectum I again knelt behind her and tongued her gaping shithole, pushing my tongue into her back passage to taste a heady mixture of cum and shit. After I had spent a couple of minutes sampling the gustatory delights of Claire's tender bottom, I pulled my tongue from her slack and pullulating shitter and led her upstairs to the bathroom.
My chest pounded with excitement as I followed her upstairs, my eyes glues to her beautiful white buttocks as I realised that I was about to indulge in one of my most perverted pleasures - watching a beautiful woman defecate. Few things captivate me quite as much as the sight of a woman shitting.
Once inside the bathroom, Claire removed her uniform and stood naked in front of me, bending over and squatting slightly. I knelt behind her and caressed her buttocks, then fingered her plundered shithole to stimulate her bowels.
"Come on Claire," I encouraged her, "Let's see you have a big dump. Force out that huge steaming turd for me."
"You're sick Tom," she giggled, "This is so perverted."
"But you're turned on though, aren't you?"
"Fuck yes!" she gasped. "I don't know why, but this is really making my pussy drip. Having a guy begging me to shit for him, begging to see my poo. Does Emma poop for you?"
"Oh yes," I said, speeding up my digital stimulation of her anal passage, feeling the tip of her turd edging further down her back passage. "She shits lovely big tasty turds for me. Only one thing beats seeing a huge cock sliding into a beautiful woman's shithole, and that's seeing a big steaming shit-log sliding out."
"Oh fuck Tom, that's so horny," Claire panted, her fingers strumming her dripping cunt, "Thinking about Emma shitting"
"You want to watch her?"
"Oh yes."
"Watch her beautiful bottom forcing out a huge greasy turd?"
"Yesssss," she hissed, "A really massive log of hot crap"
"Lick it," I told her firmly. Claire purred contentedly as I continued my perverted commentary, suddenly aware that Claire was possibly no stranger to the perversions of shit-sex.
"Taste her log Claire, lick Emma's big turd while you shit for me." Claire suddenly arched her back and climaxed, driving her fingers violently into her sloshing cunt. She was getting off on the fantasy of tasting Emma's shit! I felt her own turd between the two fingers with which I was manipulating her rectum and I realised that she was about to shit herself.
"I can feel your shit Claire," I panted as my fingers pinched the tip of her straining bowel movement. It was a big one, and I was very turned on. My hard prick was between her legs, rubbing against the moist lips of her fanny. Suddenly I felt a spurt of my cock and realised she was pissing; bathing my aching dick and bollocks with her hot, fizzing piss. I wanted to eat her -- taste her aroused, pissy cunt -- but I didn't want to miss her chocolate pudding either.
"You want me to taste it?" I asked. The answer made no difference. I was going to enjoy this one. Claire, nympho that she was, would finally see for herself just how thoroughly perverted her ex-lover's boyfriend was. I pulled my shit-smeared fingers from her bottom and brought them to my mouth. Claire turned her head to see me licking her dung from my fingers and her eyes bulged in disbelief.
"Oh yeah," she urged me, "Taste it. I want to see your mouth full of my tasty turd, you dirty fucker." As her violently pumping fingers whacked her pulpy cunt to yet another climax, I watched as her pinky-brown shit-ring bulged deliciously and the blunt, fat tip of her glistening turd emerged from between her perfect white buttocks like an obscene cigar.
But then she relaxed and her turd slipped back into her shitter, out of sight. I knelt and pushed my tongue into her dirty hole, and noticed it was moving and swelling. Claire gasped and suddenly it blossomed open and once again from inside emerged her lovely big shit-log. It crackled and pushed its way out as I teased the stretched rim of her anus with my tongue. Then I gently placed my open mouth in the path of this monster and felt the head of the turd against my lips. I opened further.
The smell was ripe and almost overpowering as it reached my tongue and pushed my cheeks open. All I could taste and feel was her warm fresh turd in my mouth. It was forcing its way down my throat before the whole huge turd slipped swiftly from her arse. My mouth was already completely full of Claire's poop and the rest of her log broke off and fell with a wet splat onto the floor. She turned around to see me with a sizeable chuck of her turd in my mouth.
Claire knelt close to me, facing me. After looking intently at me for a few second, she kissed me. She actually kissed my shit-filled mouth. She began to eagerly lick at the end piece sticking out, finally breaking it off and rolling it into her mouth, chewing it, before letting the hot brown nugget drop sensuously from her lips. The sheer size of Claire's hefty turd was turning me on as much as the bitter taste and the knowledge that it had come from her arse. However, it was just too big for me to manage, so I let it of it fall from my mouth. Claire's lips covered mine and we shared a wet, brown french kiss. When our lips finally parted I spoke.
"You are one filthy bitch," I said, pinching her hard nipples and staring at her shit-smeared face.
"Well, that's rich coming from you," she smiled, "But I can be much filthier if you like."
"Go on," I managed to croak, unable to imagine how she might be, but nonetheless desperate to find out.
"Okay," she said, "Just don't shoot your load, 'cos I want that big dong back up my shitter before long."
She must have sensed how close I was - which was very close indeed. The first time Emma had spread her beautiful buttocks on my face and shat a turd directly into my mouth I had come without even touching my cock, and I wasn't far off now.
"This is what you want to see, isn't it?" She grinned lasciviously as she picked her piss-wet turd from the floor and held the massive tube of meaty crap in her hands, teasing the knobbly shaft with her tongue.
"Oh fuck yes!" I murmured, trying not to accidentally touch my tumescent tool and shoot a load over her slim white thighs. "Lick it you bitch. Lick that massive turd you filthy slut."
"I bet you'd rather it was Emma's shit I was licking?" she teased. I nodded weakly in agreement.
"Mmmm, tasting Emma's big steaming poop," she went on, "Licking it while it comes out of her shitter? Just imagine that Tom. Me sucking on your girlfriend's big smelly turd while you watch. It's a really big one, but she needs to shit really badly. She needs a shit 'cos you've just fucked her arse and shot a big load of jizz up there. I'd lick as it comes out of her bum, her big dirty turd all covered in your spunk. I'd lick off all your cum first, then I'd taste her shit. And then, mmmmm."
"Mmmmm, what?" I asked, desperate for her to go on.
"Then I smear her hot crap all over my tits and all over hers, just like she likes it."
"How do you know she likes it?" I asked, wondering if this was mere coincidence. Emma loves the feeling of hot shit between her breasts and shit play between us always seems to end with Emma getting slick, shitty bosoms.
"She told me, silly!" Claire replied, mashing her own hot turd into her perfect white globes, "Told me how good it feels to have her boobs smeared with poop when you two get dirty and you fuck her. How you like getting her breasts all hot and shitty when you're fucking her backside, even how you love sucking on her big shitty nipples. You've made her so dirty, Tom. She used to be so innocent, and now she likes being fucked up the shitter while her boyfriend smears her baps with her own turds! Honestly, she's almost as filthy as me!"
"Almost?"
"Oh yes," she winked, "I get much dirtier. You see, when I'm smearing Emma's hot, fresh poop over my jugs, I'd get really horned up and my fanny would start oozing and tingling. So I'd ask you to come and sit in my lap, with your arsehole right against my hot little quim. And then . . . "
"Then what?" I shrieked, raging with lust. I had a feeling I knew, but I couldn't believe anyone would say it.
"Well, I'd get you to shit."
"In your pussy?"
"Yup. Right up my hot, wet, ginger cunt. Shit a huge log of steaming man-shit up my fanny. Fill my cunt right up so I can fuck my horny pussy on your big shit-cock."
The thought of dumping a monster turd right into Claire's cunt was too much for my fevered imagination at that point and I came, shooting volleys of thick jism all over her shitty teats and dirty face.
"You bastard!" she yelled, "I wanted that up my dirt-box!"
"And you'll get it," I assured her, "Just turn round and show me your arse."
Claire turned around to thrust her bottom towards me, pulling her crap-soiled buttocks wide apart to give me an eyeful of her tasty puckering arsehole.
"Finger your shithole," I barked at her, "Shove your fingers up your slutty arsehole and show me where you want me to fuck you." Immediately Claire thrust two dirty fingers into her tailpipe, gouging her anal ring and begging me to bugger her 'properly'. The sight of a woman fingering her own fundament is guaranteed to get me hard within seconds, and my dick was well on the way to full mast.
"Mmmm," she cooed, three bunched fingers plunging in and out of her gaping anal orifice, "My arse is so hot and dirty, Tom. My arse needs to be fucked by your big hard cock so bad."
"You're such a fucking dirty slut Claire," I told her, tugging my stiffening prick back to life. "You've already been buggered once and now you want it again."
"I just love being fucked," she moaned, her fingers really stabbing her abused shit-hole. "It makes me so horny when my bottom's full of hard cock. Doesn't Emma love that too?"
"She loves it," I replied, "Wouldn't you like to watch me buggering her? Lick her hairy wet cunt while my prick fills her back-passage? See me fuck her shitter so hard that she pisses herself - all over your face and tits?"
"O God yes!" she squealed, "Fuck that dirty bitch up her arse Tom, I want to taste her arse on your cock." The image of Claire licking my girlfriend's shit from my cock was the final ingredient I needed to return me to full erection. I told her I was ready. She removed her filthy fingers from her crapper and there was her shit smeared butthole spread in front of me. Two small hands pulled her cheeks wide for me.
I could see a fresh new turd ready to come out, just inside her sweet brown arsehole. I bent down to eat her arse again. My tongue slipped smoothly into Claire's turd hole. I sucked and tongued it like it was her mouth. I was in a kind of trance, the shit smell was like a drug, keeping me hard and flushed. Kneeling up, I placed the swollen purple head of my rigid prick into Claire's spit glistening hole. I pushed. I had to push past a thick warm mass of shit in her rectum. It felt hot and wonderful. There were slurpy wet gushing sounds as my cock pushed in deeper.
Claire moaned. I pulled all the way out and I saw a fresh turd emerge from her brown hole then I pushed through the muck, mashing it as I entered her once again. I repeated this process again and again, while the smell of Claire's excrement, smeared over my face, took me to new heights of ecstasy as my cock started to pump faster into this dirty, slutty arsehole.
"Ah...That's it Tom, fill my shitty arsehole with your cum," she groaned through clenched teeth.
The smell of Claire's shit was intense and I felt my cock lurch in her backside as I inhaled it. I buggered her with powerful strokes, filling her rectum to the hilt with cock.
"That feel good?" I asked.
"Christ Yes!" she hissed. "It feels so damn good. Getting my arsehole packed with hard meat. I love it up the shitter so much. This feels so naughty - getting shagged up the wrong 'un by my best friend's boyfriend. I wish she could see us."
"Oh yes Claire. I want her to watch us too. I want her to see my cock pistoning into your shitter while Dave kneels between her legs and eats out her hairy cunt."
"Wow!" Claire gasped, "A foursome. That would be so horny. Me and Emma kneeling naked on your bed getting our shitters ploughed by one another's boyfriends."
It was indeed a very nice thought - humping Claire's tight, shit-packed arse while Emma received a good buggering from Dave. I fucked Claire's shit caked hole for a few more times and then I just could not hold back any longer. I came into her hot sticky arsehole; so much that cum was dripping out of her hole, stained brown from her shit, even before I finished. But I finally did, pumping the last of my cream into her shit-clogged tunnel. I pulled out and the sight of her cum soaked shit encrusted rear almost made me hard again instantly.
On Thursday Claire went to work as usual, reminding me that Friday was her day off and that she was willing to submit to my perverted desires for the whole day. I realised I would need some help to satisfy a slut as wanton as Claire, so I made a phone call.
"Dr Robert Adams please," I said when the telephone was finally answered.
"Can I tell him who's calling?" the receptionist asked.
"Certainly, it's Thomas Smith here." She told me she was putting me through, and after a few seconds of cheesy muzak, Rob answered.
"Tom, good to hear from you. How are things?" Rob asked in his unfailingly upbeat manner.
"Oh fine Rob, just fine."
"And how's that delicious girlfriend of yours?" I could almost imagining him licking his lips as he asked that.
"Also well, but sadly away for the week in Paris with her A-level class'" I replied.
"Too bad mate, too bad. Blue balls then?" Typical. Talking about sex within 30 seconds of starting a conversation.
"Not at all Rob; quite the opposite in fact," I said smugly.
"How come? Finally taken my advice and got yourself a bit on the side?"
"Well, not quite. We've got a lodger."
"Anyone I know?" he asked.
"Very possibly," I said, "Her name's Claire Stephenson and she's an old college friend of Emma's." I waited for a moment and then dropped the bombshell, "And she's a nurse, at your hospital."
"You lucky bastard," he exclaimed, "I know her alright. She's that foxy ginger lass who works on orthopedics isn't she?"
"The very same."
"Quite a goer if the stories are to be believed . . ."
"Stories?" I queried, "I'm all ears."
"Well, she's known to have slept with quite a few other nurses, so we all assumed she was a dyke. But then a friend of mine told me something very interesting about her. He was wandering through the ward late one night and comes across her at it. There was this young bloke with both arms in plaster after a rugby injury, only about 19, obviously very frustrated -- seems Claire was doing him a favour."
"What sort of favour?"
"Well the lad was lying on the bed, big fucking boner sticking out of his pyjamas which staff nurse Stephenson was rather noisily fellating."
"And what did your friend do about this?"
"Oh he just took her aside afterwards, said something about professional misconduct and serious implications and offered to keep it under his hat if she offered him something in return."
"And he got it?"
"Too right. Took her into the linen cupboard and gave her one up the shitter! Said she was a right horny little tart."
"Oh she is Rob, she is. And I hope she's going to get dirtier," I was referring to her suggestion of my fucking her senseless on Friday.
"Meaning?" asked Rob, eager to know what I had in store.
"Well, she said she was off work on Friday so she wants me to spend the day shagging her, says she wants it really hard and dirty . . ." I awaited the response.
"You jammy fucker. I was hoping to have a pop at her myself."
"Well, maybe you can -- if you can take Friday afternoon off."
"Double train, eh? Very nice. But sorry, no can do." He sounded genuinely peeved.
"Oh come on Rob, I need some help with this and if we're going to get as dirty as I was planning then you're the only man for the job."
"But I've got a clinic that afternoon, I can't just cancel it."
"Yes you can. Or you could get someone else to do it for you. Just think of her naked, begging you to shaft her. It's a simple choice: either you go into work and spend a routine afternoon, or you find yourself at my place banging a dirty little nympho in the shitbox."
"You're not making this very easy, Tom," Rob groaned. I could sense him caving in.
"I'm not trying to! I want you to be there. Just think about it. A slutty little nurse begging to be fucked. And not just fucked, but fucked and buggered and pissed on . . ."
"Pissed on? The dirty slag!"
"I tell you mate, I have never met a bird as into piss as Claire -- fucking laps it up. And as for loving it up the chuff, I've been porking her for three days now and I've barely noticed that she's even got a fanny."
"Oh man, this is making me hard here," said Rob, almost panting now. I decided to tip him over the edge.
"Oh and another thing," I added, trying to affect nonchalance, "I fudge-packed her last night."
"You mean . . . ?"
"That's right. Could hardly get my prick up her shitter her turd was that big. Now if you agreed to join us for an afternoon of fun I'm sure she might 'forget' to prepare herself properly and let you stir her shit for a bit." I was hoping that Rob's well-known and insatiable lust for the female fundament (not to mention his less well-known scat fetish) would make this the clinching argument.
"Okay, okay. You've convinced me you dirty sod. I'll be there. Two o'clock okay?"
"Great mate." I'd hooked him. "Thanks, see you Friday."
Rob was an old friend of mine. We'd been at university together, shared a room in our first year and shared a flat in my post-graduate year and his penultimate year of medical school. He was a tall, muscular, classically good looking, and women practically threw their knickers at him. I had been incredibly jealous of his unfailing knack of getting laid whenever he wanted in our first year of college, but I soon came to see the benefits of going out on the pull with Rob. What would usually happen was that the fittest bird we'd seen all night would cop off with Rob and I'd be left chatting up her chubby mate. We'd travel back to our flat in a taxi, the girls polishing our knobs and then try to get both of them naked in the lounge just in case they were minded to treat us to a bit of lesbo action.
Then we'd either persuade them that a free-for-all foursome was in order or we'd retire to our respective bedrooms to continue the fun and games. Now, I started to note that even though Rob had pulled some really stunners, fairly often he'd take the less attractive mate to his bed. His explanation of this strange behaviour made surprising sense at the time:
"It's all a matter of judgement and prudent choice mate."
"Explain?"
"Okay. Take those two bitches we fucked last weekend: Charlotte the fit-to-fuck blonde babe with the massive norks and her less than inspiring mate Sharon with the child-bearing hips."
"Yeh. I know why I fucked Charlotte, but why did you choose Sharon?"
"Well, don't jump to conclusions. Don't look for the obvious reasons. Which of them do you reckon was more flattered by the attention we were giving them?"
"Sharon obviously. Charlotte must get blokes sniffing round her snatch all the time."
"Exactly," he replied, as if the point was self-evident. "And a bit of flattery makes us do silly things. And also, you're assuming that Charlotte was innately more fanciable than Sharon?"
"Of course."
"Oh yeh? Now you're a man who loves a nice bushy cunt, like me, right?"
"Absolutely."
"And let me guess -- Charlotte had a tidy little bald beaver?"
"Exactly."
"Now Sharon, on the other hand, did not. If you'd bedded her you could have been burying your face in a thicket maintained by the Forestry Commission, running your tongue up and down between a fucking huge pair of sopping piss-flaps."
"Damn."
"And so you should curse, because there's more. Did you try and lick her ringpiece?"
"Too right!"
"And?"
"She said, 'That's dirty.'"
"Meaning 'That's dirty stop it' or 'That's dirty carry on' do you reckon?"
"The former, unfortunately."
"There we are. So she didn't say anything like 'Lick my fucking arsehole you dirty cunt,' and start clenching her shithole against your tongue I take it?"
"Nothing like it."
"Ah, you see, that is precisely what Sharon did. For crying out loud, you can even tell by the slut's name that she's dirtier! Right. Did Charlotte rim you at all?"
"Come off it."
"Shame. Because her mate gave my cornhole a pretty good tongue-bath that night. Alright, next. Did she take you up the arse?"
"I wish," I was fairly kicking myself by now. "I was looking her tight little pucker when I was doing her doggy-style, and thinking that it didn't even look like she used it for shitting let alone anything else."
"Another difference. You see, I imagine Sharon's backdoor sees quite a lot of two-way traffic. It certainly saw a lot more action than her fanny that night I can tell you."
Rob then went on to explain that he was only really interested in fucking girls' arseholes. Pussies were just a means to an end. For Rob anal sex was the ultimate goal every time. Connoisseur of pussy and breasts that he was, his finest critical faculties were reserved for a girl's behind. He seemed to have a 'sixth sense' when it came to homing in on girls who weren't averse to anal sex. Not only did he find girls who took it up the chuff, but somehow he managed to cop off with girls who not only consented to being buggered by him but who actually relished it, who seemed to crave big hard cocks up their shitters. If there was a girl in the room who was into watersports, Rob would find her; likewise the girl who was willing to be buggered by several men in one evening.
He found girls willing to perform sex acts which, at the time, I had hardly imagined existed - like Fiona, the horsey posh lass who not only loved being sodomised, but had a penchant for piss enemas; like Vickie the fucked-up goth girl who liked men to shit onto her and then titty-fuck her huge shitty paps; or like Deepak, a sikh lad and pervert of the first order who would fist his huge brown cock as he watched Rob and me sodomise his teenage muslim girlfriend before thrusting his own huge dick up her spunk-doused rectum, finally reclining beneath his shagged-out bird who would fart and shit our combined loads into his mouth.
But for Rob, anal sex isn't all one way. Despite all the women that flock around him what he really craves is having stiff cock rammed up his butthole -- the harder the better! He doesn't seem to fancy blokes, doesn't seem turned on by them. But he has a thing for big cocks -- as the presence in his porn collection of a significant number of gay fuck movies testifies. In fact it was with Rob that I had my first experience of both bi-male and scat sex, all in one day! When we were still students I went into our bathroom one day to find a dildo stuck to the edge of the bath. It was one of those life-like rubber cock dildos, with a big spongy balls and a suction cup to attach it to the wall or whatever. It was glistening with KY and covered in flecks of shit -- it had definitely been up someone's arse, and as only Rob and I were in the house at the time it had to have been Rob's arse.
Suddenly I pictured my housemate naked and sweating as he rammed his hairy arse down onto this rubber monster and I realised that my cock was as stiff as a board, my knees trembling with excitement. How long I stood there imagining Rob fucking himself I don't know, but the next thing I knew there he was standing in the doorway, holding a tube of KY with his big cock jutting out before him.
"Busted!" he said, and flashed me an uninterpretable grin.
"Not half as busted as your arsehole if you can sit on that thing," I replied, hoping some humour would defuse the situation.
"Sometimes mate, I just need to feel my arse being stretched, just need to be fucked." With that he turned and walked towards his bedroom. Dimly aware that Rob had just uttered an invitation, I followed him, my eyes glued to his sinewy buttocks as he made his way across the landing to his room. Climbing onto the large, double futon he shared with his girlfriend Rebecca he got onto his hands and knees, his glowing brown butt and dark, black-brown arsehole twitching up in the air. I realised then that he was waiting to be plugged -- my "straight" mate was inviting me, practically begging me, to bugger him. The whole scenario was incredibly horny. Rebecca had already left for lectures and several of her bras and pairs of panties littered Rob's rather untidy room. The thought that I was about to get it on with Rob on the very bed where hours earlier he had been lustily rogering his sexy girlfriend made me even harder.
The room was full of sexual paraphernalia - a vibrator, two butt plugs, tubes of lube, anal beads and porn mags. On the TV I noticed a video was playing -- a bisexual porn flick -- on the screen a massively hung man was shoving his cock hard up the arsehole of another man while a woman watched them, pinching her nipples and frigging her slippery cunt. Then on the floor near the bed I noticed something else; a strap on dildo. Rebecca had been fucking Rob! I could see it all in my mind now -- Rob on his hands and knees, shuddering and panting as Rebecca fucked his arse with her fake rubber cock, her huge tits wobbling as she humped his shitter.
Resting his head and shoulders on the bed, Rob reached back to spread his taut buns, tracing the puckered rim of his hairy shithole and poking his fingertip into his funky hole. Kneeling behind him I lowered my face to his arse, hearing his breathing get ever more ragged as I got nearer to his behind, then poked my tongue into the wrinkled core of his anus and began to rim him.
"Oh fuck yeh!" he moaned, spreading his butt cheeks as wide apart as he could, "Tongue my hole. Oh shit Tom, I gotta feel your tongue up my shitter -- lick my fucking man-hole." Rob's arsehole was still pliable after having taken the rubber dong and I managed to stick my tongue a long way up his behind as all the time he thrust his buttocks back against my face, grinding his shithole against my probing tongue.
"Now," he said suddenly. "Come on Tom, you gotta fuck me. I have to feel that big dick filling my pussy." It sounded weird and rather too "gay" to hear Rob refer to his arsehole as his "pussy", but then I reflected as we were probably about to have what most people would call "gay sex", so perhaps I shouldn't have been too surprised.
Squirting a dollop of KY onto my prick, I pressed my bell-end into the centre of his brown starfish and pushed, surprised at the ease with which my cock penetrated his shit-tube. And once he had the dick up his man-hole, he seemed to go crazy. He bucked and reared and shoved his buttcheeks against my groin, trying to cram even more meat into his shitter. My mind was being fucked with -- here was I having my first gay sex, and I was loving it, fucking my best mate hard up the arse. I reached around to his groin, and instead of dipping my fingers into a soft, wet pussy, I grasped a cock; a big, fat, hard cock. It was an epiphany: I suddenly realised that, as everyone has an arsehole, everybody was innately fuckable. Everyone was capable of being fucked. Even me.
My girlfriend at the time, a leggy blonde called Caroline, was not averse to frequent bouts of energetic buggery but insisted upon preparing her back-passage with enemas to make sure she was perfectly "clean". This lewd act of buggery between me and Rob couldn't have been more different. Rob's hairy shithole had tasted sweaty and funky, quite unlike Caroline's cringing pinky pucker, and deep in his bowels I could feel my bell-end butt against the tip of a turd. To add to my already considerably heightened state of horniness Rob began to fantasise out loud about a foursome we might have: me, him, his girlfriend Rebecca and my girlfriend Caroline.
"We gotta do this again mate," he panted, as I continued to slam my painfully hard dick into his arse, "I want you to fuck me while I do Becky up the shitter. Oh man, your big prick up my arse and mine up hers!"
"Oh yeh!" I gasped, fucking him even harder as I imagined the scene.
"Yeh. You fucking me, me fucking her and her licking out Caroline's snatch, mmmmm, or Becky sucking my spadge out of your bird's arsehole. Fuck yes!"
Fuck yes indeed. It was almost too hot to contemplate; Rob sodomising Caroline's tender bottom as I watched, licking his big floppy balls as they slapped against Caroline's puss, tonguing his furry man-cunt as he buggered my girl and pumped a load up into her rectum. Then Becky and Caroline kissing, fondling one another's breasts, fingering their slimy pussies, finally tonguing one another's anuses, each tasting their own boyfriend's jism as it dribbled and belched from the freshly-fucked shit-tunnel of the other. And all this as their boyfriends fucked on the bed next to them. It was too much. Before I knew what was happening I felt my balls tighten and I shot a hefty load of jism up Rob's clasping shit-tunnel.
I may have come, but I wasn't finished. Rob hadn't come yet so now it was my turn. I swung around and bent over. Grabbing my buttcheeks I spread them apart, giving Rob a clear view of my hairy, virgin shit-ring. I looked over my shoulder and saw Rob's eyes, glazed with lust, staring hotly at my puckering arsehole. He reached between his legs and stuck two fingers up his own just-buggered arsehole, lubing them with KY and my spunk. Almost immediately I felt his slippery fingertips playing with my rubbery quoit, his fat middle finger pushing insistently the wrinkled core of my anus.
I heard him spit and felt a big gob of saliva land on my straining butthole. I pushed my ring outwards and felt his finger slip into the warm cavern of my shitter. But immediately I remembered something else -- that I had been going to the bathroom for a dump when I had found Rob's dildo -- there was still a big log of shit up my arse that needed to come out. And Rob had found it two with the two fingers with which he was now plugging my full backside.
"Oh yeah, Tom! That's a dirty butthole you got there. I can feel your shit between my fingers, mate. You have to have a dump don't you?" he said. His voice had a harsh, dirty quality to it and I knew he was as turned on as I was at the sick, fetishistic world we were about to enter together. "Let me see you dump, Tom. Come on, I want to see you dump a really fucking massive log of shit." Without warning a brief, warm stream of piss splashed down my hairy buttcrack, over my flaring arsehole and dripping off of my balls onto the ground. "Open that hole up for me, Tom! Show me some turd so I can piss on it!"
"Oh fuck!" I groaned, pressing my face against the sheets.
"Shit for me, Tom! I want to see that big fat turd hanging out of your cunt!" I felt so nasty in that position with my buttcheeks pulled wide apart, my arsehole gaping with the tip of turd poking out of it and piss dripping off of my balls.
"Looks good, mate!" Rob cried, as the thick, knotty turd began to emerge. "Good enough to eat!" Surely he couldn't be about to . . . could he? But as I felt the last spurts of Rob's piss hit around my gaping anal ring, looking over my shoulder I saw Rob drop to his knees behind me. I could feel his warm breath on my arse.
"Fucking hot, dirty arse!" Rob whispered. "Come on, Tom! Push it out into my mouth. I gave you my piss. Now you give me your shit!"
"Oh fuck!" I moaned.
"Yeah. I'm gonna fuck you, mate! While I eat your shit!" I grunted as I pushed out what felt to be a hefty log into Rob's mouth.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Rob moaned. As I glanced back, Rob had about four inches of turd protruding from his mouth, the end of which he steadied with his fingers. I watched as he slid the brown, knotty log in and out of his mouth like some huge, obscene cock.
"Fuck Rob -- you like to eat shit, don't you?"
"Fucking tasty, mate!" Rob sighed, popping the log out of his mouth. "I love shit, Tom! I love the way it smells and tastes. But I never had a bloke's turd before now!" Watching Rob bite into my turd and chew it up and swallow it, turned me on in a way I had never been turned on before. As the smell of my own shit wafted up my nostrils, my cock began to jerk wildly and felt harder than ever before.
I knew I had a scat fetish, but I'd never really explored it before. I'd fucked a few girls up the arse and felt shit up their passages, which had really turned me on. Also, a month or so earlier I had used the bathroom just after Caroline and as I inhaled the scent of her piss and shit I had felt my cock harden. Trembling I had lifted the seat of the loo and seen that she had forgotten to flush, There in the pan were two beautiful logs that had just dropped from the beautiful arse of my girlfriend minutes before. In a trance I hauled out my stiff cock and began to masturbate, imagining Caroline there before me, farting and straining as she laid a pile of steaming turds for me. Within seconds I was coming, shooting ropes of boiling jism into the toilet, festooning my lover's dung with spunk.
But I had never done this kind of thing before. Gone this far or been taken to this level of raunch. It was new. It was exciting and it was all so dirty. Seeing the lust in Rob's eyes, his ecstasy as he ate my shit, only turned me on more and more. I reckoned that if I could allow my best mate to watch me take a dump and then watch him as he ate what I expelled from my arsehole, then there was nothing left to hide. Here was true nakedness and the complete revelation of self.
"Fuck!" I moaned, into the sheets, taking my cock in my hand and masturbating, running my hand up and down my throbbing, piss soaked dick. My moans grew even deeper when Rob pressed his face into my filthy arsecrack and began to rim my shitty hole, probing his tongue deep. I nearly shot my wad when he took the turd he still fondled in his hand and began jacking me off with it. I was delirious with lust and animal heat. Curling my hand, with his around my shaft, feeling the nasty warmth of my shit coating my dick as together we stroked my rock hard tool, I slid my dirty arse over Rob's face.
"Fuck me, Rob! Fuck me!" I panted. "I want to feel your big cock pounding my cunt! There's more shit up my arse for you, Rob. Fuck it out of me! Fuck me dirty!" Before I had even finished begging I felt Rob's massive erection stretch open my hole and slide slowly into my guts.
As Rob's dick filled me, I brought my filthy hand to my face. The stench of my arsehole surged up my nostrils. In a burst of wanton lust I thrust my raunchy digits into my mouth and sucked. A bitter tang swirled in my mouth. This was what Rob was tasting as he pounded away at my arsehole. I groaned at the taste of my own shit and the feeling of Rob's cock slamming in and out, churning my filth, causing it to fart out of my fucked hole with wet, slurping sounds. I could feel his low hanging balls slapping against mine and the firmness with which he gripped my waist as he rode me hard and deep.
"Fucking hot manpussy!" Rob bellowed. "Dirty, shitty fuck!"
"Dick that dirty pussy, mate! Pound my fucking arse! Fuck the shit out of me, Rob!" My hand was flying up and down my cock. My balls were churning and tightening up. I knew that my second come wasn't far off. I could tell by Rob's rapid breaths that he too was near ejaculation.
"Harder! Harder, Rob!" I yelled. "Plough that arse! Rape my shitty hole, fucker! Make me cum!" I took my hand off my cock. I bucked my arse back to meet his every pounding thrust. I wanted Rob to make me cum. My cock jerked and thrashed about wildly. I needed to cum bad. But not by my hand but from Rob's cock.
"Fucking the shit out of you, man!" Rob hollered. "Gonna fucking ..."
"Aaarrrggghhh! Fuck! Fuck!" the two of us yelled, in unison, my dick spooging onto the bed and Rob's cock spasming up my arse.
"Spunking your shitty hole, Tom, you dirty cunt!"
"Yeah! Yeah! Shoot that load, Rob!" I cried, impaling myself to the hilt upon Rob's dick.
"Oh shit! Shit! Shit!" Rob moaned, collapsing onto me.
Doing the laundry after that particular episode had been the devil's own job, and neither of us got to any lectures that day. And after that day we fucked pretty regularly, usually after watching some porn movie had got us really horned up, though we never got to have the foursome with our girlfriends we had talked about during our first fuck.
After graduation we lost touch for a while and the secret sex stopped. A few years later, when I was already living with Emma, Rob came to stay for a few days. He had since married Rebecca and was having a job interview in our city. On the Friday morning Emma and I left for work, leaving Rob in the house. On Fridays I finish at lunchtime so I came back home in the early afternoon. I could hear groans coming from our bedroom, so I crept up the stairs to see what was going on. The sight that greeted me made me almost instantly hard. Rob was on my bed, fucking his hole with one of our dildoes. He'd found one of our "private" video tapes and was watching it with such rapt attention that he didn't notice me standing in the doorway. I would have been extremely angry if I had found anyone else watching a videotape showing intimate episodes from my sex-life with Emma, but so much had passed between me and Rob in the past, it didn't seem to matter.
I have several videos of me and Emma having sex, sometimes on our own, sometimes with other people - all filmed with a static camera on a tripod. But the tape that Rob was watching was different. This tape contained three scenes which I had filmed personally. The first hour or so showed Emma having sex with Louise, a nineteen year-old B.Ed. (education) student who had been on placement at our school. Louise was a very sexy girl: big tits, hairy pussy, round peachy arse; but unfortunately 100% lesbian, so although I was allowed to watch and film she had banned me from joining in.However the pleasure I derived from seeing my beautiful girlfriend fucking another woman up the shitter with a strap-on phallus was more than enough for me!
The second part of the video was from a different occasion when Emma had fulfilled her fantasy of being fucked by twin brothers. The lads in question were Georgio and Alex, who were visiting Britain from their home in Athens to learn English . We picked them up in a club and they really went to town on Emma's lush body when we got home, fucking every orifice in her body with their huge Greek cocks, but reserving most of their attention for her delicious arse. But the third part of the video was my favourite. It showed Emma, drunk and feeling very dirty one evening performing for me -- masturbating, frigging her bushy cunt, pinching her big nips as she uttered filth at the camera. Later in the session she squats on the floor and shits a huge turd as she rubs her clit and has a very loud orgasm. Then she smears her shit all over her jugs and begins to bugger her own arse with a large rubber dong, moaning to the camera about what a dirty slut she is and how much she loves to be buggered by big hard cocks. It was this particular scene that Rob was watching, pumping his shitter with the very same dong.
"I know how she feels," he said, suddenly seeing me standing there. I knew what was going to happen next.
Rob sat up on the edge of the bed, sitting on the dildo crammed all the way up his hole, with his heavy, muscular thighs spread wide, while one hand played with his tits and the other slowly beat his meat while he watched me strip off. It didn't take long! I was too horny from watching Rob fucking himself on our bed and Emma fucking herself on screen. In seconds I was kneeling in front of the bed, gulping down his hot prick, my hands pinching Rob's tits, and then sliding down Rob's back to grip his butt and edge him off the bed.
Rob moaned, and leaned back on his hands, enjoying the blow job, and enjoying it even more when I began pulling the dildo out of his arse and plunging it back in again. The fact that Rob was ready to take the full greasy dong in one rapid, full-length shove after another up his shithole told me that he was warmed up enough for my dick. I deep-throated Rob and immediately yanked the dildo out. Rob had only whimpered. I lifted his head, and still kneeling, took hold of Rob's waist and began slowly lowering Rob's eager shit-tube onto my engorged prick. Rob began fisting his dick, but he was too hot to wait. With a gasp of mixed pain and pleasure Rob impaled himself.
There was nothing gentle about the fuck after that. Rob was a fucking animal, and I fucked his shithole into hot, mushy ecstasy. Rob straddled me, squatted over me, taken it doggie style and standing up in front of the full-length mirror so he could enjoy the sight of my fat schlong plunging in and out of his hole, while he beat off frantically, but as usual, he finished up with his legs over my shoulders, screaming a wordless cry of lust as I pumped a load of cum into his manpussy, and he began shooting himself, spraying his chest and my with shiny white gobs of cum.
Rob the got the job and moved up here soon after. Rebecca worked out her notice in the school she was working in in London and got a job in the same school as Emma. We met socially often but one night, when Rob and Rebecca had been around for a few weeks, Emma asked me something as we cuddled in bed after sex one Sunday afternoon.
"When you and Rob were students . . . "
"Yeh?" I replied, hardly daring to wonder what her question might be.
"Did you and Rob, you know . . . with Rebecca?"
"Did we what, baby?"
"Oh come on Tom, you know," she said, slapping my chest playfully, "I mean did you share her, sexually?"
"And would you mind if we had?" I asked, my heart beating ten to the dozen at the prospect of where this conversation might be leading.
"Of course not," she chuckled, "I've imagined it a few times."
"Really?"
"Yes, I mean she's really sexy isn't she?" she whispered, "I imagined her naked and gorgeous, getting fucked in her pussy and arse by two hot men like you and Rob."
"You think Rob's fit then?"
"Oh God yess!" she yelped, with a little too much enthusiasm. "He's gorgeous, really dreamy. Women must be throwing their panties at him constantly."
"And let's say we had, um, 'shared' her," I suggested, determined to turn Emma on with what was actually her own idea, "If we had both fucked her, me and Rob -- one in her hairy pussy and the other up her arse; then me buggering her while she sucked her own cunt cream of Rob's dick . . . How would you feel?"
"Mmmmm," Emma sighed as I brought my hand around her to pinch her hard left nipple and gently nibbled the other with my teeth as I let my right hand drop to her cunt to pleasure her there. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was hot and slippery. "I'd feel jealous. I'd want you both to do it to me."
"But wouldn't you like to see Rebecca taking our cocks as well?" I teased, rubbing her clit and returning my mouth to it's oral assault on Emma's swollen nips.
"Oh yes, that too . . ." Emma panted as her own fingers now sloshed in her quim and I squeezed her breasts and pinched her rigid nipples. "But I want it first. I want you both to fuck and bugger me, just like you did her." Emma's orgasm was so strong she didn't notice that I had removed my hands from her jugs and that I was already dialling Rob's mobile. Two hours later Emma found herself lying on top of me, my hard cock deep in her slippery fanny and Rob's huge meat thrusting into her shitbox. The following weekend we made it a foursome by including Rebecca, and the fixture has continued every two or three weeks since.
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On Thursday evening Claire arrived back from the hospital with a large "B & Q" carrier bag. Inside was a large quantity of PVC sheeting.
"Don't want to make a mess tomorrow, do we?" she said coquettishly, winking.
The dirty little bitch was actually planning for things to get as filthy as I'd hoped.
"You've done shit-sex before, haven't you Claire?" I asked, suspecting that she was no novice.
"Of course I have!" she replied, seeming almost hurt that I might have thought that scat was not on her considerable list of perversions. "It's Dave's fault of course."
"Dave?"
"Yeh. You know I told you he loved to bugger me?" I nodded, "Well one night he was giving me a good hard bum-shafting and I could tell their was quite a lot of shit up my arse because I could feel it and the room reeked of poo. But Dave got really turned on, his dick felt so big and hard, and he was telling me how his dick was covered in my shit and how he could feel the turd up my bum. Then suddenly he pulled his knob out and told me to shit, so I did, right there on the bed -- shat a big steaming log right in front of him, and he came straight away, jizzing over my turds! Can you imagine? Well, yeh, I suppose you can!"
"A man after my own heart."
"Indeed. And yes, that's another thing . . . " She continued, "I've decided I'm going back to him. He phoned me at work today and admitted that he was only screwing Pippa to give me a taste of my own medicine. So I'm going back there on Saturday, and I'm going to try to be faithful to him this time." Claire's promise of fidelity didn't sound particularly convincing, though, given that at that precise moment we were lounging on the sofa, Claire's bountiful naked breasts in my hands and my stiff cock in her fist.
"But first there's tomorrow," she said, in a matter of fact way. "It'll be my farewell to slut-hood so I want that cock of yours in every hole in my body."
"I'll try," I promised, "Though how successful I'll be in fucking your ears or your nose I can't tell."
"Silly!" she laughed, punching my arm. "You know what I mean. I just want to have the filthiest sex of my life. I want it all. I want you to fuck my mouth and my boobs, my cunt and my arse. I want to drink your piss. I want you to shit on me. I want to be your slut." Oh, you will be, I thought. You are.
The following day, in the afternoon, we were ready for our marathon sex session. Claire was "getting ready" upstairs when Rob arrived, although in the excitement of our previous evening's fuck I had let slip that he would be joining us. I had spread plastic over the carpet and furniture in the living room, put one of my dirtiest pornos on the video player and pulled the curtains closed. When Rob came through the front door I was surprised to see that he had another man with him, a very tall, very black youth.
"This is Joel, Tom. A medical student who should have been sitting in on my clinic this afternoon so I thought it only fair that he should come along." Rob must have seen the doubt on my face. "Don't worry, he's a complete pervert too. And he also has the biggest, fattest cock that I have ever been buggered by!" Joel smiled at this remark, evidently very pleased with himself.
I showed them both into the lounge and their eyes lit up as they saw the plastic sheeting covering everything and noticed the video playing on the TV. The film was of the "Straight to the A" genre, not much "normal" sex, but plenty of disgusting arse-stretching sodomy. Rob was already unbuttoning his trousers and shirt so Joel and I did the same. Joel got down to his white jockeys and I could clearly see the outline of a pretty massive cock. Slipping them over his taut buns and down his coal-black thighs his cock was slowly and tantalisingly revealed. I think I probably gawped, because it must have been getting on for nine inches long and he wasn't even hard.
The three of us sat on the sofa, jacking our stiffening cocks as we watched the on-screen sodomy. As we were watching, Claire entered the room, completely naked. There was clearly a flash of recognition between nurse Claire Stephenson and Dr Rob Adams, but neither of them said anything. Claire's eyes bulged in disbelief as she stared at Joel's enormous fuck-rod, but I would have sworn that she licked her lips too.
"Okay boys," she said, grinning, "Come and fuck the shit out of me." We stood around her as she caressed her naked body.
"Just look how wet my cunt is," she moaned, dipping a finger into her ginger muff and spreading her pink cunt-lips. She was playing with her hard nipples, rolling them between finger and thumb, telling us how hard they were and how much she loved men to be rough with them.
"But this is what you all want isn't it, you dirty fuckers?" she said, drawing her knees up to her chest, exposing her little brown arsehole and teasing it with an immaculately manicured finger. Her red tongue licked her lips, and she arched her back. We wanted to fuck every hole at once.
"Look at the little whore, Tom. Let's give her what she want," said Rob, his voice trembling with lust. Joel knelt between her legs and lowering his head between her long pale legs, began to eat her sopping quim.
Rob moved quickly too, squatting over her face and holding his tight buns wide apart so that Claire could tongue his shithole as he played with her large tits. I felt rather out of it and I stood next to Rob, unsure of where to begin. Suddenly I felt Rob's hand grip my cock and take it into his mouth, He sucked me expertly, taking my entire shaft down his throat as Claire slurped on his raunchy arsehole. I looked down to see Joel easing his huge cock into Claire's tight wet pussy. The head, already oozing pre-cum, parted her cuntlips, and he forced his rod into her hole. She moaned softly and Rob got off her face, standing up to get a better view.
"Fuck me, fuck me, oh please, yeah, fuck me harder!" Joel forced his tongue into her mouth, drooling and slobbering; she drank in his saliva thirstily, sucking on his tongue as he licked her mouth. Her legs wrapped around Joel's waist, and his smooth ebony arse-cheeks rose and fell as he fucked her. He reared up, and grabbed her tits in his hands, twisting them roughly, spitting in her face.
"That's right, you dirty bastard, fuck the little bitch. Fuck her good," encouraged Rob. I was amazed and suddenly aware that I was an amateur at all this. I liked my sex dirty, sometimes even rough, but spitting in a girl's face was something that I wouldn't have thought of, still less tried. But it seemed to goad Claire on to harder and dirtier sex. She leered at Joel and urged him to fuck her harder, to "hurt her tits". She reached up and pulled Joel's face down toward hers. Her tongue probed up towards his, as he let a long thread of saliva ooze out of his mouth into hers. His tongue twined around hers, as he sucked on her mouth.
Rob planted his feet on either side of Claire's waist. He put his hands on his hips, and looked down at her face, glistening with Joel's saliva. His thick cock hung down over his swollen hairy balls. How he had managed to lose his erection in the midst of all this was a mystery to me. She looked up his meat, dangling below his flat belly.
"Open up bitch," he snarled, and let a stream of hot sparkling piss gush from his dick into her waiting mouth. She swallowed thirstily. He let the stream play on her tits. The scalding liquid poured over her tits and nipples. He turned around and let the stream of piss spray on her bush, pissing on Joel's gigantic black dick as it rammed in and out of her cunt.
"Yeah, lets have some lubrication down here", Joel said. "This pussy's fuckin' tight." I decided at this point that by far the best option was for me to sit back and watch this perverted spectacle unfold in front of me.
"Ready for the main course?" Rob asked, rhetorically. He squatted over her face, spreading his arse-cheeks. He grabbed her tits in his hands, and squeezed and twisted them till she gasped, flicking her hard pink nipples with his fingernails. His hairy hole was an inch or two from Claire's open mouth. He could feel her breath on his anus, as she panted with lust as Joel's fat meat drove in and out of her tight little cunt.
"Fuck me," she breathed, "Fuck me!" She could smell Rob's hole. Sweat and shit, mingled with all the other sex-smells of his hairy crotch. She stretched her tongue out to taste Rob's shit-hole, reaching up to spread his arse-cheeks wider apart.
"Give it to me, Rob," she yelled.
"Eat my shit, you dirty slut, eat it all." His hole opened up, and a blunt, glistening turd poked from his stretched hole. Claire flicked her tongue over it, licking Rob's shit as Joel's massive prick slurped and squelched in her pulpy cunt. Bending his knees so that he was squatting over Claire's torso, Rob strained, then sighed, and let a long rope of steaming shit slide out of his arse, coiling over her huge breasts, like Italian sausage.
"Filthy toilet whore" Joel grunted, as he shoved his meat in and out of her hole. Rob looked down at the pile of shit on Claire's chest. He jacked his huge dick furiously, drops of pre-cum falling on her tits and belly. Claire's eyes were half-closed and she reached down to finger her clitoris while Joel's huge prick kept reaming in and out of her cunt. Rob sat back on her tits, squashing the mound of shit out under his buttocks, coating his arse with shit. Then he raised his butt and pulled on his dick, while Claire massaged his turds into her baps.
"Fucking shiteating slut," Joel grunted, watching Rob's heavy balls, coated with the shit he was using as lubrication to jack his pole. He started to accelerate his strokes, jolting the Claire's body as he matched Joel's pace.
"Eat his shit, bitch!" he screamed as he shot a load of cum up her cunt.
"Piss up her arse, Joel," Rob said. Slowly, Joel pulled his slimy dick out of her cunt. He pulled Claire's legs up into the air and roughly jerked them wide apart. Her cunt gaped open, glistening with Joel's scum. Her fingers spread her pussy open, smearing the semen over the hot pink lips. Cum dripped down, running over her tight pinky-brown arsehole.
Rob grabbed Claire's ankles and pulled them back so her cunt was in front of his mouth. Joel stood up and rubbed the head of his cock in the cum, and pressed it against her shithole. Her fingers rubbed faster and faster against her swollen clit, moaning under Rob's shit laden arse. Rob shoved his tongue into Claire's cunt, licking up Joel's cum, and grinding his shit-hole onto her mouth. Joel forced his cock up her arse-hole in several violent shoves. He could feel it packing the turds tightly into her rectum. She jerked in pain and pleasure, forcing Rob's tongue deeper into her wet pussy. He chewed on her clitoris, Joel's scumslime dripping down his chin, as she pushed her tongue deeper into his shit-hole. Joel fucked her arse for a few strokes, and then stopped.
"Yeah, take it all, I'm gonna fill you up." Claire felt her Joel's hot urine filling her bowels. The hot liquid bloated her belly. As he plunged his meaty dick in and out of her arsehole, the scalding yellow liquid oozed out and ran down the crack of her arse-cheeks. She felt Rob's hot hard tongue probing her cunt, and his teeth chewing on her swollen clitoris. She opened her mouth to swallow the fat turd he was forcing out of his arsehole. As she did so, she started to piss, squirting the urine into Rob's mouth. He swallowed it down, grunting with pleasure. The piss ran down her body and over her tits, which she squeezed and mauled. She was in a frenzy of lust: Joel's thick rod was fucking her arse and filling her with his hot urine. Rob was eating Joel's cum out of her cunt as she pissed in his mouth, and she was sucking the shit from his arse. She had become a total toilet slut.
She could feel her Joel's piss bloating her bowels. Sharp cramps bit into her belly. Her rectum was filled with her own shit, Joel's dick, and his hot piss. He pulled out his dick, and fastened his lips on Claire's anus. He forced his fat tongue into the tight hole. She bore down, opening her hole as though she were about to shit, and his tongue made its way into her rectum. The piss juices ran out down his chin, and he could feel the tip of her turd up inside her gut. His nose and Rob's rubbed together in Claire's crotch, his tongue drilling into her arse, and Rob's into her cunt. Rob ground his meaty shit-covered arse into the Claire's face. Her tongue probed his shitty hole, which squeezed and sucked back. Both men were furiously jacking their dripping penises. She could hold it no longer.
Suddenly Joel's mouth filled with Claire's shit and his own piss. The brown piss and lumps of shit ran down her body. The two men locked mouths between her legs. She could feel their stubbly chins rubbing on her clit and arsehole. They swapped the piss and shit back and forth, the stinking liquid drooling down their chins. Joel returned to her arse-hole for another mouthful of excrement, and urine, and spat it at Rob, who opened his mouth to catch it and greedily sucked it down. They laid her down, and Rob held her legs apart. She spread her cunt-lips with her fingers, as Joel squatted over her vagina. A huge brown turd oozed slowly out of his hairy black arse-hole. Joel guided it into Claire's gaping cunt. It stuck out like an obscene brown dick. She gripped it and fucked herself with it. She moaned as she shoved the greasy turd in and out of her slimy pussy. Within seconds she began to come, shaking violently as her orgasm seized her filthy, abused body.
As the climax ebbed away, Claire got onto all fours and thrust her dirty arse towards me, letting her gritty, shit-smeared breasts hang beneath her. Spreading her buttocks and clenching her anal ring she let it be known that she was by no means finished with us.
"I need more cock up my shitter," she groaned, plunging a finger into her shit-cavern to soothe the itch. I reckoned my turn had come, so I knelt behind her wobbling buttocks and pressed my bell-end into the core of her shit-caked arsehole. Claire wasn't in the mood for games and thrusting her backside back onto my steel-hard prick her hot shit-pipe sucked me all the way in. I thrust into her again and again, filling her soupy bowels with my rod and churning the rank brew of piss, cum and turds that filled her guts.
Claire panted like a dog as I buggered her, her shithole spasming and farting wetly around my cock, her shitty teats slick and hot in my palms. As she took it up her arse she sucked noisily on Joel's huge black pole, licking her own shit from his meat. I could feel my sap begin to rise and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I added my own load to the copious quantities of jism already filling her intestine. I was squatting behind her know, riding her shitbox like a jockey rides a mount, her fleshy buttocks slapping against my groin with every thrust. I felt Rob's hands grasp my buns, slowing my thrusts. Soon after I felt the insistent pressure of his knob against my arsehole, and little by little his thick cock slid past my shit-ring into my rectum, lubricated by his own shit. I moved between them, my prick buried deep in Claire's beautiful backside as Rob thrust into my shitter on the return stroke, packing my turds up into my guts. With one final thrust and a load sheik of pleasure I emptied my aching balls into Claire's colon just as Rob pumped a load into my shit.
It was time for a good shower after all that. After all, the day was only just beginning . . .