Diary of Desire
by ???

Sophie’s delicately fleshy anal lips pouted, steady and soft, sucking in and out, twitching as if ashamed and bashful, flirty…She bit down deep into her bottom lip, rich and thick with crimson gloss, and scrunched away her eyes beneath a frown of concentration. Slowly her ring started to expand, distorting outwards, building up until there was a very sudden, unconscious outburst of confidence and a loud, tearing belch ripped through, letting loose a cool, gassy breeze and watering her sweet, rosy asshole so slightly.
“Oh God!!!” – Sophie violently shuddered; she let the words topple clumsily from her mouth with the relief of the fart beating through her like a kettle drum…her face began to tone over a tearful pink from the embarrassment that struck her heart like lightning and churned her stomach, it was not at all helped by the putrid stench that rose up afterward…she scrunched her nose and placed one hand over her eyes.
Sophie then felt a squeeze and pressure…Stacie’s sharp fingers clutched and pressed harder into her bottom cheeks…prizing them apart even more, stretching the skin on the crack and hole…it was then that Sophie became aware of Stacie’s soft and silky, hot and wet tongue lapping, darting and caressing her asshole – it was a stubborn shiver of sheer heavenly pleasure that took her unaware…and lovingly washed away her humiliation. “It smells so…good…” Stacie breathlessly murmured between generous licks. Sophie leaned a little further over the icy toilet bowl…her mouth hung open and stuttered rhythmic gasps of ecstasy that echoed down the ceramic dip.
And gradually…to her own surprise…another painful bloating accumulated between her cheeks, an excruciating, stabbing ache throbbed and gargled through her stomach.
“Oh fuck…” Sophie’s voice squeaked with desperation through a whisper, her eyebrows dipped out into an expression of pure torture…
“I have…I have to…again…” She whispered into the toilet with the hope of an understanding and sweet reply from Stacie and perhaps an end to the situation…but Stacie simply answered “I wanna taste it honey…”
“No…please…” Sophie incoherently muttered beneath a breath and shed a baby tear…the pressure was building far too much to bare, the unbearable combination of pain throbbing and Stacie’s hands squeezing made it impossible to hold in.
Stacie was then punched backward by an incredibly powerful fist of air that prevailed, bursting out of Sophie’s tiny hole with all the power of a five ton truck and the sound of a thousand decibel rippling elephant cry, ascending into a high and shaky squeak afterwards. Stacie enthusiastically leapt forward again and licked away at the hole like a starving child over a loaf of bread, savouring the bitter, eggish stink like it were a divine incense.
Sophie let her whole head collapse into the toilet bowl from another embarrassment fit, letting loose a gasp of relief nevertheless…her eyes watered and her bottom lip shuddered. Stacie’s tongue still felt so good against her, but she was feeling the pressure and pain yet again, diving down into her ass…it came so much quicker this time…taking her by surprise…she clenched her fists and wrapped her arms tight around the back of the toilet, biting down. The thought that she maybe wouldn’t stop began to scare her to death.
Sophie tensed herself up…and let rip…violently farting in short, loud bursts and squeaks, her stomach groaning, shuddering…but the pain never leaving…not soothing in the slightest…
Stacie knelt back for a second, her mouth fell open and her eyes widened into a face of shock and intrigue, she licked her lips gently and sexily whilst stroking Sophie’s cheeks, the asshole still bombarding her with rattling gas…slowing down a little after a few seconds…and ending abruptly with a prolonged rip, after which the room was filled only with sobbing sighs and piercing breaths echoing from the toilet bowl.
Stacie spanked Sophie’s ass hard and swift, (to which she yelped like a little puppy dog) leaving both her hand and Sophie’s behind burning and stinging relentlessly.
“Dirty fucking whore…you got me so wet…”

Sophie raised her head and turned, still one arm hugging the bowl, one free…she farted once more, a tiny pop, to which she frowned slightly. A few loose tears gathered below her sockets and shook on her cheeks, over her bright red complexion of abused innocence.
Stacie stared with lustful, horny eyes…Sophie’s jeans were now loose and flimsy around her skinny ankles, her thin red panties torn around one leg…her smooth and silky, tanned thighs fell with exhaustion over the tiles, upon which her hot, curved ass was cold and wet from farts beneath a glistening, baking pussy…Sophie tried so hard to speak…but she was too tired…too humiliated…she kept still and closed her open mouth ever so softly, with a long sigh…

Stacie then stood with a sense of unspoken and invisible domination, her soft breasts shook from the rise; a cute and charmingly short girl nevertheless casting a devilish shadow over grounded Sophie before a dusky wall-lamp. Sophie gazed helplessly up at her; she could feel the pressure building again and she knew what Stacie wanted from her…she clenched her weak and fragile bottom-cheeks with all her might, pressing her frozen backside hard into the floor so that it didn’t open up the tiniest bit.
“Please…” – Sophie’s usually minute voice was now a mere whisper…her concentration being elsewhere under the circumstances. “Please…leave me…Stacie…” –It was clear that what had been said was processed and understood, but rather than answer, Stacie simply strode toward her, her feet overlapping in a patronising but extremely sexy fashion. She calmingly squatted down before her, but then in one swift and easy action it seemed, wrenchingly dragged to her feet and remorselessly tossed her out through the bathroom doorway, straight over to the hard, springy edge of the stiff hotel bed in the next room. Upon violent and winding stomach impact with the edge of the tough mattress, Sophie furiously farted a fierce explosion, the air pocket pounded through her locked cheeks with a powerful blast and splattering juices that soothed cool over her ass. “Shit!!!” she burst into silent shakes and tears, to which she also broke little cracks of filthy wind with each shudder, the room around her was already beginning to stink hideously of a perhaps impending and gut wrenching diarrhoea.
“I want more you filthy slut, I wanna be able to smell it in the hotel lobby…I wanna see it in the fucking air.” Stacie knelt down beside her in a similar, perhaps more comfy position, her arms perfectly leant onto the bed and bottom in the air. “You’re making me so horny…I’m gonna fuck you so hard…”
Sophie groaned painfully at the prospect, and gritted her teeth with such strength that her gums ached…her legs were tight together and her bottom clenched as hard as rock, her sweet and hard nipples pushed back up inside her breasts against the top of the magnolia bedspread.
“Stop holding it…” - Stacie sweetly spoke to her with the soothing, gentle tongue of a mother to a child, like chocolate melting - she stroked Sophie’s back with her fingers spreading… “I can feel you’re in pain…” – her words began to warm Sophie, who was perhaps naïve to fall for the emotion…just as the calming sense of security was soaking through her like a hot, rosemary bath, she felt Stacie’s bludgeoning hard and bruising grasp squeezed sharply into both of her legs and ripped them open into a spread position, burning her knees across the short carpet…her sweet and tiny crack was consequently also torn apart to reveal the sore cherry red, sopping wet ass hole beneath, that shook and spat another squeaky break of vile gas that stunk ferociously.
“Oh fuck yes…I can smell your shit…” Sophie bit her bottom lip into a cut from the sheer orgasmic pleasure with each flare of her cute little nostrils. “Mmmm…more…”

Sophie of course disobeyed, and continued to hold as hard and tight as possible with such wide spread legs, her little rim pulsed and struggled adorably, seeping with juices and whistling continuously from the tiny amounts of sickly air that gently petruded.
“More you fucking bitch!” – Stacie roared and pierced Sophie’s asshole with her bony thumbs, sliding straight inward from the juices that surrounded it and stabbing into Sophie’s warm, wet innards, she hungrily pried apart her cheeks from within as Sophie achingly screamed “Oh Shit!!! – Please Stacie No!!!” in a blood curdling agony. Sophie could feel the rock hard pockets of air pumping angrily and loud out between Stacie’s thumbs, severely burning her narrow passage like vinegar to a wound, rattling like an automatic weapon into Stacie’s wilful face. Stacie was moaning and licking lips ecstatically, pulsing with sweet and vigorous pleasure with each blast and foul stench that she snorted shamelessly like cocaine.
She retracted her thumbs and plunged them into her mouth, thirstily licking and sucking off all the bitter juices like a starved animal whilst Sophie sobbed and whimpered into the bed sheets.
“Oh Jesus that was so hot…those pills worked wonders baby…”- Stacie sniffed at her thumbs and eyed Sophie’s now timid, shaky ass like a hawk. “Now…maybe I should do something for you Sophie…seeing as you’ve been so good to me…”
“Please…” Sophie whined softly into the covers…
“You’re a virgin to this? – I’m gonna do things with you tonight…that I’ll bet no one’s ever done with you before…I’m gonna do things that you never knew existed…and you’ll take it all…fucking whore…turn around.” – Stacie’s voice was tender but threatening all at once, her heart was beating furiously with desire to be fulfilled any minute.
“I can’t…I can’t feel my arms and legs…those pills…”
“Those fucking pills were relaxants and laxatives, you’re just a lazy little bitch!”
“I took way too many Stacie!”
“You didn’t take enough!!!”
Stacie roared with an impatient fury and threw Sophie’s young, skinny ass hard into the short carpet, causing her entire body to flip and face her, cowering with a youthful innocence and fear - Sophie tried to speak so hard this time, maybe just to scream out…but nothing…not a whisper prevailed…
Stacie knelt upright before her and with a deviously blank expression began to carefully unzip her tight black jeans without the need to look down for a visual aid to the task, she simply pulled them down with a sharp tug to the ground, in the same action removing her satin panties, sopping wet with hot and itchy pussy juices. When she stood, she suavely removed herself from the burden and tossed the items aside with one foot and placed a hand on each hip in a thoughtful manner, to which Sophie watched with silent dread.
“I think I’m ready for you hon…” – Stacie spoke in a way that confused Sophie, she seemed to have been ready all along…perhaps she meant something internal and unseen…the thought of which terrified her even more.
“I’m going to give you something Sophie…and you’re gonna swallow every fucking last bit.”

Stacie then stroked her hands away from her gorgeous, soft hips that baked with a subtle tan. She began to turn, slowly to reveal a beautiful, achingly sexy little ass with such soft and peachy cheeks; Sophie could feel a gutting wrench of lustful horniness in her stomach when she stared with her big, pretty, innocent eyes.
Stacie reached out ahead and carefully took the exquisite silver tray of complimentary coffees from the desk, shaking off the sugar sachets and plastic white spoons back over the hardboard. Then she squatted down right between Sophie’s pitifully motionless legs and placed the platter between her heels, below her sweet ass, that was swaying with each meticulous action and pumping with a sexually anticipating, devilish glow. Stacie began to lovingly caress her little backside, her hands smoothing over her firm cheeks as if stroking a tiny kitten, her breathing was obviously becoming heavier and her passion filled lip smacks could clear and easily be heard by Sophie, who could do nothing but watch. The atmosphere so extremely tense for her…it was as if Stacie was masturbating her ass cheeks, priming for a violent and powerful ejaculation, she shuddered deep into her chest and moaned breathlessly before the suspense was too much to humanly bare.
“Fuck! Oh Fuck Me!!!”
Stacie roared out with a primal aggression as her asshole tore a painfully ripping long fart and she wrenched her cheeks apart with her long and nimble fingers. Her little ring was struggling and shivering in and out as she strongly gritted her teeth.
Then like a shock all through her, a powerful blast ripped her cheeks wide apart and a heavy concrete snake of thick, moist shit squeezed out with an urgent splat and coiled itself onto the shiny plate below. The very top end of the excrement took a few seconds to detach from Stacie’s tiny opening, but eventually shook off, falling limp and softly over the rest of the dish, the very finish breaking loosely away over the sharp steely edge and clumsily falling to the magnolia carpet.
Stacie gasped out relief and raised her head before standing, drifting to her feet with a high class float as if she were previously seated on an ivory throne, and turning with an extreme sense of longing anticipation and supreme domination over the clueless and terrified Sophie. Stacie took a single finger and scooped it in between her ass cheeks like it were a divine iced cream within, and as if it were a divine ice cream she sucked the smooth, sticky waste lusciously from her fingertip, and moaned with joyous delight afterward. Sophie watched Stacie’s tongue lap lovingly all around the finger and cringed with disgust and sheer discomfort over the current situation, a further fear struck her with a premonition of what she may have to do to satisfy Stacie’s lust…The rotten, putrid smell had already started to reach her nostrils - a rich, unbearable and detestable odour to her sweet, pixie-like nose that scrunched up beneath her fragile stare.
“Mmmmm…” – Stacie groaned with a particular, backward romance. “I want you to take it in your mouth…take my shit in your sweet…sexy…mouth…”
Sophie glanced down to the pile of deep brown, wet shit. It was lumpy and rough with digested solids gently steamed with a hot stench.
“I want you to put it over your tongue and suck it like a cock…” – Stacie ordered with a sassy turn in her breathy voice.
“Stacie…please…please…” Sophie whispered through a shiver and shake, pleading for a way out.
“You’re gonna shove that fat, stinky turd in your whore mouth, and suck it fucking hard!” Stacie screamed up above; her anger was the fury of a pulsing and possessing animal horniness.
“Suck it off Sophie, like a cheap slut! – Eat it all up!”