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Toilette

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Profile 6: How Toilette Got Her Name

"Toilette"

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WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!
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This is THE most perverted story I have EVER written (so
far!). It covers many topics, F/F, D/S. Humil, WS, Scat and a
few things that I don't think even HAVE abbreviations. However,
it does NOT have incest, pedo, S&M or snuff. It IS extremely
scatological, however.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!! If you don't like the sounds of this,
don't read it.

by: Scatwoman@aol.com
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"Bitch!
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How DARE you disobey me?!" The sudden admonition
from her mistress startled Toilette.
"Mistress Ilsa- what do you mean? What have I done?!" she
pleaded, approaching her mistress on her hands and knees.
"Cunt, you mean you don't even remember my orders?!"
"No, Mistress, I...I..."
"Come here," Ilsa seemed to be seeming with fury.
"But-" Toilette pleaded tentatively, a sob forming in her
throat in anticipation of her Mistress's anger even as her cunt
began to get wet for the very same reason.
"HERE!!!" yelled Ilsa, stomping her high-heeled mid-thigh
black patent leather boot on the metal floor with a loud clang.
"Yes, Mistress," she sputtered nervously as she scuttled
over to her dominatrix. The bigger woman proceeded to grasp he
by her hair, Ignoring her protests of pain and slapped her
briskly three times across the face, completely stunning her
slave. She immediately shoved the girl's face between her legs
and pressed her open mouth roughly against her bared labia.
Taken by surprise, Toilette assumed that her Mistress wanted her to
eat her out again (as her usual punishment goes) and began to
lick Ilsa's cunt in earnest.
"I ordered you to clean my bathroom. Now, since you
'forgot' to do so, I figure a sufficient punishment would be for
YOU to be my bathroom until I can get ANOTHER of my slaves to do
this task. Understood, whore?!"
"Yms, Mrsstrrs," Toilette managed to mumble from between
Ilsa's legs.
"Good, now, lick my feet. I have had a long day, and my
feet really smell, so make sure you give them a good cleaning."
With that, she pulled Toilette from her sopping cunt and shoved her
down to the floor.
"Y-yes, M-Milady," the stench of her mistress's sweaty feet
disgusted her but the idea of being forced to degrade herself in
this way turned her on enough for her to overcome her revulsion.
She began by licking the top of her mistress's right foot, where
the sweat was the least pungent.
"No, bitch, the bottom!" Yelled Ilsa as she pulled her foot
from the young girl's grasp and spanked her with her riding crop.
Toilette let out a loud startled yelp and rolled over on her
backside to protect it from further abuse. Ilsa used this
opening to stick her filthy big toe in her slave's mouth, "Suck
it, whore! Suck all the filthy shit off it!"
After a brief moment of shock and revulsion, Toilette did just
that, and with vigor once she realized that her Mistress must
have planned this scenario- no one's feet get that dirty unless
on purpose. She definitely detected a foul taste on the woman's
feet, and it wasn't just toejam.
"Mmm, yeah, that's good. You know, I can't believe that
even in space, if I take a short barefoot walk through the park,
you just can't avoid stepping in some animal's shit!"
"Urrmgh!" Toilette was no longer very turned on by her
Mistress's preparations.
"Shut up, whore, just be happy i didn't bring the whole
thing back here for you to eat! There are worse things than
having to suck MY toes, cunt!"
Toilette couldn't think of any but she had enough faith in her
Mistress's ingenuity to continue her chore obediantly. Soon, she
had thouroughly cleaded both of her Mistress's feet and had the
nastiest taste in her mouth.
"Good, good, but as I said, I've had a long hard day," (It
mainly consisted of raping the hell out of all of her "personal
servants") "and I feel all gross and sweaty. Now, since my
shower is in no shape for usage, you'll just have to cleanse me
youself. You may begin with my armpits." Again, she lifted the
smaller girl up by her hair and shoved her face in her ranchy
armpit.
Toilette was revolted by the salty taste, but at least it
wasn't as bad as the feet, so she quickly and competantly did as
she was told. Soon she had completed the task her Mistress had
demanded of her. She was ready to get some rest, this punishment
session was going on a bit long. But to her surprise, as soon as
she finished licking up the last drop of her mistress's sweat,
the woman pulled her head back and placed her face over Toilette's.
"Say ahhhhh..." Obsequiously, the girl did, completely
perplexed by this new torment. It's meaning became horribly
clear, however when she heard the odd snorting sound her Mistress
was making followed quickly by the sickening feel of slime-
covered chunks of snot dropping into her mouth and coating her
tongue. They slid slowly down her tongue like snails into the
back of her mouth, right on the opening to her throat. The
disgusting feeling made her gag uncontollably.
"Barf and that's fifty strokes with the cat o' nine tails,
bitch!"
Toilette hated the feel of the tart snots, but she hated the
pain of her Mistress's whip more, so she controlled herself as
best she could, the only sign of her discomfort being a slow
stream of hot tears running down her cheek. Ilsa continued the
disgusting ritual for few more minutes, thouroughly disposing
all the mucus in her nasal passage. When Toilette had swollowed
what seemed to her to be mouthfuls of snot, Ilsa stopped and
ordered the slavegirl to suck and lick each of her nostrils in
turn in order to insure their cleanliness. This was a fairly
easy task for her since most of the offensive material had
already been sent to her stomach.
"Good, very good, you dirty little piece of shit! Now-"
Ilsa roughly dropped the girl to her knees with her riding crop
and once again shoved the girl's face between her legs.
Finally, thought Toilette, she would make her mistress cum and
the session would be over. With that thought in mind, she ate
her Mistess's cunt with renewed ferver.
"Now, my little toilette, I am You are going to drink my
piss."
"Hrrrm?!!" Toilette began to panic.
"yes, and if you spill ANY of it, I may decide that I have
to take a SHIT too!"
"Nrm! Nrm!" the little slave pleaded.
"Well, then, swallow fast, bitch!" And with that, Ilsa let
a slow stream of hot yellow piss pour into Toilette's tiny mouth,
making sure she kept it at a slow enough rate for her to swallow,
at least for now. She planned to savor this perverse moment,
making this prepubescent little slut drink her hot foul piss made
her hotter than hell! She'd have to be careful not to cum before
she was finished pissing!
"You like my piss, cunt?"
"Mrr-glurp-ack," Toilette had to catch herself as she almost
spilled some of the tangy hot urine.
"I can't hear you, you fuckin' little tramp! DO YOU LIKE MY
PISS?!" she slapped Toilette's head, almost making her spill it,
"Answer me, whore!"
"Yss, Mrstrss!!" She managed to spurt out between gulps, her
mouth half filled with dark yellow fluid, and rising rapidly- she
had to take a large gulp that was a little to big and made her
gag- but she still didn't spill any- she wouldn't dare disappoint
her Mistress like that! She was revolted by the taste of her
Mistress' piss, but she knew better thatn to tell the truth.
"Liar!" Ilsa cut off the flow.
"No, Mistress, No!!" Toilette pleaded cringing from the blow
she knew must be coming.
"Yes! How DARE you contradict me!? I saw you gag! Well,
we'll see how much you love your Mistress' piss- If you REALLY
loved it, you wouldn't miss a drop, would you?"
"No, Madame," Toilette didn't like where this was going...
With that, Ilsa shoved the little bitch's face back in her
twat and let go full force- the piss filled the startled little
girl's mouth, and though she pressed her face to the older
woman's cunt as ahrd as she could and desperately grabbed her
Mistress' ass trying to pull it even closer, she simply could not
swallow any faster. Hot yellow piss ran out of her mouth and
down her chin and neck, staining her small white breasts and made
its way down to her almost hairless blonde crotch-which was
aldready dripping with perverse excitment.
About a good thirty second or so later, the stream trickled
to an end, Toilette could swear she must have drank a gallon of her
Mistress' piss- where the fuck had it all come from? She must
really have prepared for this one, she thought. There was a
distinct hint of alcohol in the unusually stong-smelling piss.
She could feel her body was drenched in it and there was a small
pool formed about her knees which were hurting from kneeling so
much. In an attempt to appease her Mistress and make up for the
spillage, she licked the cunt before her clean of the nasty piss
and then proceeded to eat her out the way she knew she liked it
best. Ilsa moaned with pleasure but then suddenly pulled away.
"Bitch!!! You don't DESERVE to lick my cunt! Look at that
mess!" Toilette bent down and licked and sucked up the small pool
of piss from the dirty floor which had an odd metallic taste.
She thought that this was what her Mistress wanted of her, but
Ilsa had a much more severe punishment planned for her little
slave.
"Look at you, you're nothing but a little piece of shit!"
Gasping from the strain of sucking up the piss, Toilette
responded,"Yes, Mistress," she knew always to agree with her
Mistress whenever she was supposed to speak- this usually eased
the punishment. But Ilsa was being unusally nasty today.
"Say it! Tell me how much of a piece of shit you are,
cunt!"
"Yes, Mistress! I am zee worst piece off sheet!"
"What kind?!"
"Zee worst!"
"How? What's the worst?"
"Zee beegeest, smellieest, steeckieest piece of sheet!"
Toilette was overemphasizing the phrase, like a little girl
describing her favorite thing in the world. She knew well that
her Mistress demands enthusiasm, or else!
"And how do you taste?"
"W- What?" This one caught Toilette completely by surpise.
"HOW DO YOU TASTE, YOU FILTHY PIECE OF SHIT!?"
"I....I don't know..." she had no idea how she was supposed
to answer her. A great apprehension began to build up inside
her- an uncertainty of what her Mistress would do next that both
frightened and thrilled her.
"Well, then, time to find out, after all, you ARE what you
eat!" She pushed Toilette back so that her buttocks rested on her
heels and then squated over her face, her throbbing anus poised
directly over Toilette's mouth.
"Mistress, please-NO!" she began to plead, tears streaming
down her piss-stained face. She had NOT expected these sessions
to go this far.
"What?!" Ilsa yelled and spun around, quickly slapped her
twice briskly across the face,"Who is in charge?!"
"Y-you are, I'm sorry..." The stinging pain of the blows
reminded her what her Mistress was capable of.
"I TOLD you that if you spilled ANY of my piss, you would
have to eat my shit, too! Or had you forgotten, my little slut?"
Toilette hadn't forgotten, but she had thought it was an empty
threat. She'll know better than to make that mistake next time.
"Now," she continued as she placed her asshole directly on
Toilette's lips which were quivering with fear,"Show me how much
you want my shit, spread my cheeks and lick my ass." Toilette
proceeded to do so, overcoming the vaguely offensive smell that
she knew would be increased a hundred fold soon. And when Ilsa
moaned in pleasure, she redoubled her efforts in spite of
herself- nothing turned her on more than pleasing her Mistress.
"Oooo...good, now shove that naughty little french tongue of
yours in there- tongue-fuck my ass! Suck it, talk to it, make
LOVE to my fuckin' ass!"
"Oh, yes, I love your ass" Lick "I LOVE it!"-Lick-Suck-Kiss-
Kiss-
"Now- tell me how much you want me to shit in your mouth,
you dirty little bitch!"
"Yes, please! Shit in my mouth- PLEASE!" Toilette knew she'd
better play along- but some small perverse part of her really DID
want her Mistress' shit!
"No." This shocked the hell out of her, and now that it was
being denied it, she wanted it even more- that small part of her
took over and all sense was lost to perverse lust-
"PLEASE! I want it!"
"No, whore, you don't deserve it." She began to walk away."
"PLEASE! MISTRESS! NO! I REALLY want it!" she scrambled
over to her Mistress' feet and grabbed her ass and licked, sucked
and kissed it voraciously-"PLEASE, GOD, OH PLEASE!" she sighed
with lust-filled breath.
"Good." Ilsa violently grabbed the little french girl's
forehead and sat down on her face and let loose a long wet fart
that splattered on Toilette's face who hungrily licked her beloved
Mistress' ass and devoured the first bits of Ilsa's load. The
vile smell she once despised was now the biggest turn-on in the
World! Then Ilsa let loose the first sticky, wet smelly soft
shit right in Toilette's mouth. Toilette was surprised at first and
her first instinct was to pull away but Ilsa's firm grip on her
head made this impossible. She tasted the shit with her tongue,
but before she could decide whether or not she could stomache it,
the brown slimy thing was forcing its way deeper into her mouth!
To avaoid choking, she began chewing it, spreading its taste
around her mouth. She had to swallow in spite of her natural
urges to barf which she managed to supress for the moment. The
excess shit gathered about her lips and on her chin. She tried
to shove it back in her mouth with her fingers, but some of it
still dropped onto the floor. Once she finished the first piece,
she began licking her Mistress' ass clean, but when she stuck her
shit-and-piss-stained tongue up her ass, she tasted the tip of
ANOTHER piece! This one came out much faster, it was softer and
tasted even more stongly like foul dogshit! This one was bigger
and she had to swallow without chewing in order not to spill much
of it. She squished into smaller pieces with her tongue and
gulped down piece after piece of the raunchy shit. After that
piece, she felt Ilsa's asshole dialate and a HUGE solid shit with
yellowish-green streaks and peanut-looking things in it began to
emerge! It smelled worse than a stablefull of horseshit and must
have been two inches wide and a foot long! Toilette
chewed and chewed and swalloed as much as fast as she could- she
gagged on a particularly large piece of it and half-barfed,
filling her mouth with regurgitated shit, hald decomposed by her
own acidic fluids! Ilsa seemed ignorant of Toilette's plight and
the shit kept on coming, forcing some of the barf out of Toilette's
bulging mouth and onto the floor. Toilette had no chopice but to
force herself to swallow her own vomit and continue eating the
rest of the shit which was getting wider now that she was
apporaching the middle of it. The last six inches of it seemed
to last forever and she thought she'd suffocate if this didn't
end soon- some of the shit-barf had made it up into her nose and
clogged it up. Ilsa's anus finally contracted on the end of the
shit and Toilette munched and gulped until she had the whole thing
in her mouth. Before she even started to chew the tremendous
mouthful of shit, she opened her mouth and gasped a deep breath
air, but all she got was foul-smelling fart, and just as she was
about to finish her intake, a large stream of diarrhea exploded
out of Ilsa's ass and right into her mouth! Toilette was shocked
and glued her mouth to her Mistress' asshole in an attempt to
drink it all down as she finished off the remnants of that last
collossal shit. The diarrhea went down much easier even though
it was inundated with shit-chunks. However, it was flowing so
stongly that she couldn't stop it from spilling over, no matter
how tightly she sealed her lips to her Mistress' anus. It ran
down her chin even as she swallowed vigorously for all she was
worth! The diarrhea was amazingly foul and tasted of piss and
sperm- undoubtedly her mistress had been fucked up the ass and
given direct piss enemas to prepare for this little session. All
this preparation made Toilette feel extremely special and she
swallowed the disgusting anal treat with renewed appreciation.
About this time, she was feeling very full and was farting
uncontollably. To her surprise, she herself let a long, soft
shit out and it dropped right between her feet just as a hot
stream of piss broke from her clit and splattered all over
herself and the floor. The relief was heaven and she swallowed
down the viscous diarrhea voraciously. Unfortunately, and to her
disappointment, the flood of diarrhea finally ended with a few
long, wet farts and there was no more to come. There was still
some of that last chunk in her mouth and quite a bit of diarrhea
when Ilsa suddenly pulled away before Toilette could finish what
was in her mouth and properly lick her Mistress' asshole clean-
mIlsa quickly spun around and grabbed Toilette by the hair with one
hand and pulled her head all the way back into a position that
made it impossible to swallow- she looked crazed with horniness.
Toilette moved to clean off her mouth and chin, but before she
could, Ilsa stopped her verbally.
"No! Don't touch it!" She looked at the mess on the floor
and suctioned up a large amount of hers and Toilette's piss with a
turkey baster she usually used for enemas. "You've got to clean
up after yourself, little piggy!" Ilsa squirted the piss into
Toilette's mouth and she found that she could swallow the piss in
small amounts, even in this position. She did so as Ilsa sucked
up the more of the piss and squirted it into her mouth. Finally,
all the piss had been sucked up and Toilette still had about half a
mouthful left to go when Ilsa feverently commanded her: "Don't
Swallow! Don't Swallow!"- Ilsa then picked up heaping handful
after handful of the shit debris and shoved it in Toilette's mouth,
including Toilette's own shit! Once she had shoved it all in, she
smeared the extra all over Toilette's face, hair, neck and tits.
She then looked at the filthy little frech girl, enjoying her
humiliation. Then she slipped her hand between the girl's narrow
white thighs and found the dripping wet cunt- Toilette moaned
through the mouthful of shit and piss and gyrated in response.
"Look at you, you filthy little whore, this turns you on,
doesn't it?!" She yelled suddenly fingerfucking her, Toilette
groaned and nodded, closing her eyes in ecstacy-a bit of shit
escaped her parted lips as she slid on her mistress' furiously
working fingers. "Fuckin' whore, take this!!" Said Ilsa as she
whipped out her double-dildo and fucked Toilette's dripping cunt
and shitty asshole simultaneously. "Don't swallow!!" she ordered
again as she fucked the little bitch who was pushing herself on
the dildo harder and faster. Overcome with lust, Ilsa shoved her
mouth down on the disgusting shit-covered lips of her favorite
slave as she continued double-dildo fucking her and fingered her
own cunt and ass. She parted the little slut's lips with her
tongue and forced her way inside, deep kissing the little whore-
feasting on the soft disgustingly foul yet exciting combination
of shit, diarrhea and piss. She devoured the shit from Toilette's
mouth sloppily, the taste of her own shit mingled with her
sexslave's turning her on more than the ever fantasized was
possible. As the girl began to moan, Ilsa frigged herself
faster, harder and deeper, eating the both of them eating the
shit with lustful hunger. Their tongues touched through the mass
of shit and the two came together, shit filling their starving
mouths, entwined in their lustful tongues, and smothering their
beautiful flushed faces. They collapsed to the ground and Ilsa
turned to her slave and caressed her shit-covered face and hair
lovingly. She laid there upon her exhausted slave and chuckled
remembering that it was SHE who had forgotten to TELL her slave
to clean the bathroom.
"Now, my dearest little shit, how do you taste?"
"Delicious, My Mistress, Delicious," Toilette replied
honestly.
"Very good, bitch, and next time?" she grabbed her by the
hair and pulled her face close to her own,"I won't be so easy on
you!"

Scatwoman@aol.com

Backyard BBW

daj1 on Fetish Stories

Linda carefully hung the sheets and clothes on the backyard line to dry. Of course she had a clothes dryer but it couldn't match the fresh smell the summer breeze imparted to the clothes. Besides, hanging the laundry in her backyard was a pleasant, leisurely activity that she enjoyed on these warm mornings. The only sound was the gentle breeze in the trees and the birds singing.

At 57, Linda was, as she often told herself, 'terribly typical'. She was a mom with two grown and married kids, one of whom had recently made her a grandmother. Her very natural looking chestnut brown hair was the result of twice monthly tinting to cover all the gray. She had always struggled with her weight but had pretty much given up the fight in recent years. At five feet six

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inches, she tipped the scales at 175, fat by anyone's measure. She had never had a problem with cellulite but her thighs were thick, her buttocks large, and prominent love handles bulged at the small of her back. There was no way to conceal the swell of her belly. She'd always been large busted but now she'd ballooned to 44DDD.

She sighed. Not that it mattered. Sex with her husband George was a rare thing, usually happening only when he'd had a few drinks. And since menopause she didn't get as wet as she had when she was younger so even George's five and half inch penis was often not comfortable. He quite often ejaculated as he attempted to penetrate her. Her doctor had not been much help, simply explaining that older women often experienced some shrinkage of the vagina.

Yet her own sexual desire sometimes surprised her. Often, after this pleasant backyard chore, she went into the house and masturbated in her bedroom, lying across the bed naked on her stomach with both hands holding and massaging her crotch as her wide hips rose and fell. Not even George knew she did that. Linda had been raised in an era when 'nice girls' didn't do things like that. Of course, she'd been a virgin when she got married and George was the only man who had ever known her intimately.

What caused her backyard arousal was what she wore, not that it looked at all sexy to the casual observer. She was always covered nearly to her knees by a very loose smock, usually with a floral pattern. Like many heavyset women, her main reason for wearing the smock was to conceal her figure. But one day, she realized that there was no reason to wear anything under it. For a woman with Linda's background, this was a very daring thought. Her first foray into the backyard had only lasted a few minutes before she scurried back inside to put on a bra and panties under the smock. But she soon started to enjoy the feeling of her huge breasts bouncing and jiggling and the way an occasional breeze would sneak under the smock to ruffle the thick, curly hair between her legs.

Besides, she told herself, who would bother looking at me? Men didn't spend a lot of time looking at women of her age and weight. The only house with a clear view of her backyard was owned by Jim, a young guy in his early thirties who had recently been divorced. He was nice looking and, she was sure, had no interest in her.

"Hi! Hanging clothes again?"

She was startled and turned to see Jim standing at the back fence only about ten feet away.

"Yes," she smiled, putting the last clothes pin on a sheet. "Laundry never seems to end."

"I remember my mom hanging out stuff," he said. "Sure makes things smell nice."

Linda nodded, thinking a little glumly that reminding him of his mother wasn't exactly flattering.

"How come you're home today?" she asked.

"Oh, plant's on summer shutdown as they change tooling for the new model year," he answered.

"Nice, extra vacation," she bent over to get another item from the basket.

He laughed. "Better hope the wind doesn't blow!"

"What?" Linda asked, puzzled.

"When you're bending over in that loose thing you're wearing," he grinned. "You won't have any secrets left."

Linda laughed too. "At my age, you don't worry too much about that!" But she felt a girlish pleasure about his comment.

"Lots of perverts around," he smiled. "But I bet you're careful about what you wear under that."

Linda was a little surprised at the personal nature of the remark. She'd only talked to Jim a few times. But she found his attention flattering.

"I really don't bother," she found herself saying. "Here, in my own back yard." She immediately blushed and avoided looking at him. What did I say THAT for? she asked herself.

"Really?" he said quietly. "Nothing at all?"

She tried to sound casual, but knew her voice was tight. "Oh..no..you know...this smock covers me up." Linda managed a nervous laugh. "Not really very sexy."

He smiled. Linda quickly made some excuse, picked up her basket and went into her house. She was too nervous to go the bedroom so she took a shower instead.

She rarely did wash two days in a row, but found some excuse to do so and was back out in the yard the following morning. She felt oddly daring after the encounter with Jim on the previous day.

He again surprised her when he called a hello from his yard and wandered over to the fence.

"Say, I hope I didn't offend you yesterday by anything I said,"

Linda pretended at first not to recall the conversation but then forced a laugh. "Oh..no..of course not. I wasn't offended at all!"

"Good, good!" he said. "Thought I might have embarrassed you into wearing undies under there. I know it must be more comfortable without."

Linda hesitated. "No..I-I still don't have anything on under it." This time it didn't bother her as much to say that.

He grinned. "That's good. I bet your husband likes to think of you being out here like that."

Linda genuinely laughed. "George? He has no idea! If he did, he'd probably tell me to go put my underwear on."

Jim seemed truly surprised. "Really..wow..I can't imagine why. I mean...Well, I guess I shouldn't say it, but it's, well, nice to think of you that way."

Linda looked at him. "Naked?"

He seemed only slightly embarrassed. "You really are naked under that?"

Linda stared at him, feeling very odd. "Yes" she said in a hollow voice. Her hands were at her sides and she began to gather up material from the smock in her fingers. This made the hem begin to rise and it was soon above mid thigh. He watched her, transfixed. Linda didn't dare look down at herself because she knew she'd lose her nerve and stop. She continued to pull the smock upwards. It rose up to her hips and past them. She stopped as the hem reached her navel.

Jim looked wide-eyed at the large patch of dark brown hair between her legs. It was untrimmed, sending a wispy trail to up just below her belly button.

"See? I really am," she said with a calmness that amazed her.

"Can you..can you keep pulling it up," he asked with desperation in his voice.

She felt wonderfully dirty, "So you can see my tits?" He nodded dumbly.

She obliged and soon had the smock up under her armpits. She felt the warm sun on the massive globes of her breasts, warming her three inch wide tan nipples. "Oh Jesus!" he breathed.

Linda was stuck momentarily with her normal practicality. She looked around and realized that, because of the bushes and trees in her yard and others, Jim was the only one who could see her. She pulled the smock up over her head and off. She was nude except for the sandals she wore. She dropped the smock on the ground.

Jim gawked at her, mumbling, "Oh man..Oh man...I'm sorry Linda, I know you're married, but I've always liked mature women, especially queen-sized women!"

Linda had never heard that term, but liked it. 'Queen-sized'. It sounded nice. She turned to let him look at her exposed ass and he made appreciative noises. When she turned back around, she could see through the chain link fence that he was fumbling with his pants. He mumbled another apology and pulled out his erect penis. It was Linda's turn to stare as she looked at the thick seven inch shaft. Now she was somewhat alarmed. Self consciously, her left hand moved over her bush, only partly concealing it.

"Jim..I-I..don't think I can!" she said, a little breathless. "I mean..I never have. It's been only George.." He opened the gate and stepped into Linda's yard, pulling off his pants as he approached her. "Linda, it's seems like a long time since my wife left. And no one will ever know..." Now he was in front of her, hefting one of her breasts in each of his hands. Her nipples almost instantly stiffened. She gasped as he bent down and sucked the left one hard, like he was inhaling it. His other hand slipped down and plunged between her legs. This frightened her but her legs parted and her hips moved forward on their own. She felt a kind of fearful gratitude as a finger found her hole and plunged up inside her. He hugged her and reached behind to manhandle her buns as he furiously fingerfucked her. Linda's breath hissed between her clenched teeth and her hips moved back and forth rapidly as she rode his finger. She felt the wet tip of his cock smearing precum on her thigh.

"Jim!" she gasped. "I-I'm not wet enough. Eat me! Eat my pussy then fuck me!"

He pushed her down on her back on the grass, pulled her legs open wide and shoved his face into the forest of hair covering her cunt. She felt his lips and tongue push open her labia. He lapped at her already erect clitoris then moved down and plunged his tongue up inside her cunt. Linda felt a finger against her puckered anus and came as it went into her ass. He continued to eat her as her fingered her asshole, bringing two more quick orgasms. When he dropped her legs, she lay limply spread out before him.

"From behind!" she panted. "Do me doggie style! It'll go in further!"

He rolled her over and, looping his arm around her large waist, jerked her up onto her hands and knees. He held one of her hips in either hand and pushed his hips forward. Linda groaned as his cock plunged up her cunt, stretching her further open than ever before. "Hard!" she demanded. "Fuck me hard!"

He began pumping her with merciless force. Linda gasped and sighed as the painful intrusion gave way to pure ecstasy. Her head hung between her shaky arms and her huge breasts nearly hit her in the face as they swung beneath her. With the next orgasm she dropped onto her elbows.

His pumps became more rapid and she feared he might withdraw. She pushed back against him. "Cum in me! Every drop! Shoot it in me!" She came yet again as she felt herself being flooded.

At last he finished and pulled it out, allowing Linda to tumble onto her side on top of her discarded smock. Already she could feel his load oozing out across her thigh.

"Wow! You're a good fuck!" was all he could manage to say. Linda reached over and played with his still erect cock.Then she put the slippery, wet fingers into her mouth and licked them clean, murmuring "Mmmmmmmmmm!" This excited him and he gently pushed her onto her back. Linda smiled as he leaned forward over her. She opened her mouth and greedily sucked his cock while she fondled his hairy balls. He had a smaller ejaculation which she eagerly swallowed.

At last he took his penis from between her lips, then helped her to her feet. He assisted her as she got her smock back on.

She smiled at him tiredly. "You know, I think I'm going to be doing a lot more laundry from now on!"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Katt and Kara

Zeraph444 on Fetish Stories

Katt was 15 with short black hair C-Cup breasts and firm ass, Kara was 14 with long black hair small A-cup breasts and a round ass. Katt and Kara were incestous sisters they don't remember when or how it all started they've always enjoyed exploring each others bodies however that aside they still have time for boys in there lives. Now they live with only there father Mike who was 42 with a nice build ad an 8" dick he also has an incestous relationship with the Katt and Kara giving
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p>them "special" kisses every night there lives were in perfect harmony until Darren 14 with a somewhat girlish figure and a small 4" dick came to live with them for 2 months.

When Darren first got to the house Mike and Katt were in the bedroom making love so Kara who was peacefully tanning on the porch was the only one who heard it so she got up not even noticing that all she was wearing was a thong considering she hated the tan lines a top would leave so Kara opened the door to see Darren one of her cousins standing at the front door so she just acted normally asking him why he was here when she noticed he was looking at her face he was staring a little lower looking down Kara noticed she was topless and quickly using one arm to cover herself then using the other to lift his head and tell him "I'm up here buddy, now why are you here" so Darren explained he would be here for 2 months. So Kara let him in and brought him to the spare room and told him to unpack while she got her father who she easily found fucking her sister in the ass so she broke them up by piniching her dads balls once they stopped Kara explained everything about Darren to them who didn't believe her by what she was wearing until they heard someone downstairs and they quickly threw there clothes on as fast as they could as Kara threw on a t-shirt and Katt put her clothes back on following her father downstairs to Darren where then preceeded to talk about whats new and Mike decided that considering how long he was staying and he was family so he decided to let him share a room with the girls. Mike then told the girls to go grab Darrens stuff and bring it to there room as he gave Darren the tour. after everything was moved and the tour had made it to the girls room Darren was amazed it was huge it must have been built to be a living room or something because even with 2 people living in it looking from side to side he saw 2 twin beds separated by a nightstand, dressers, and a desk on the floor there were matts in one corner of the room and clothes all over.

Katt made a bed out of the the mats while Kara picked up some of the clothes. After Darren was settled in with his bed, Katt,Kara, and Darren went out to get a good look round town and show Darren wqhat there was way out here in the counrty but on there way to town the girls were amazed every animal they passed wether it was a stray dos, fox, or a deer they all scared Darren and not just make him uneasy were talking full on scared hiding behind the girls for protection. The girls noticed this instantly and thought about having some fun so they took a bit of a scenic route passed blue valley which was infamously known around here for always having big black bears living there and as soon as Darren saw this he pissed his pants and started to cry out hes going to die as he ran awayit didn't take the girls to long catachup to him where they then walked him back homebut when they got there the girls walked him up to there room and lied him down on his bed. This is when he first noticed the girls being lovinglyas they took his shoes and then his pants and boxers saying that since he had wet himself he smelled of piss and they weren't putting up with that. When his dick was exposed he immediately tried to cover it but Katt forced his hands away saying he's still covered in piss as she gently began to wipe up the mess with what appeared to be a baby wipe making sure to get all of the piss off of his dick as Katt began to stroke it she became furious when she noticed just how small it was fully erect stroking as hard and fast as she could just then Kara came back in the room with what looked to be this giant colorful bag which was put down next to him. He didn't even notice she was gone and didn't know when she left as soon as Kara sat down he couldn't take it any longer and he cummed this made Katt even more mad shes sitting there cleaning him and he has the nerve to have a small dick and then while shes trying to overlook that he goes and makes another mess she couldn't take it Katt got up and left the room as Kara reached into the bag and picked up a fresh wipe cleaning Darren just as thouroughly as her sister but stopping every now and then to tickle him. When she was finished she told him to lift his legsso he did feeling some type cusion as he came back down unsure of what it was Kara then parted his legs a little thenreached between them grabbing the other end of the cusioned material and bringing it up to then connect it at the sides he sat up to see what it was and looked down and he saw a diaper he instantly tryed to take it off but Kara stopped him holding his hands she couldn't feed him like this so she called Katt who arrived in seconds and was instructed to feed him so she grabbed one of the bottles out of the bag and tried to feed him but he refused and kept struggling so Katt took matters into her own hands forcing him over her lap ripping the diaper off and spanked him as hard as she could as he screamed and wailed when she stopped she noticed that she ripped the diaper when she pulled it off and grabbed another from the bag and began putting it on him as she said "you really should cooperate as long as you act like a baby you'll be treated like a baby. But babies do grow up you know. Besides didn't you notice when we went out it was almost a 10-minute walk to get to other houses no one will come." "Your father" he interupted after hearing that she lfted his legs again before connecting the diaper to give him one last spank saying "who do you think Kara got the bag from he won't help you. After hearing that Darren stopped struggling and would do anything to get out of the diaper so he accepted the bottle and Kara played games with him until he fell asleep. Kara and Katt using this time to celebrate there new baby by having some fun themselves taking off each others clothes sucking on nipples and rubbing clits after they each had an orgasm and slowly fell asleep.