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Lick Her Where She Farts She smirked, "Lick me where I fart." I gently tongued her brown asshole. Michelle's giant ass seeped a hot fart onto my tongue. She's controlled me ever since I fucked up with my pictures. God damn cameras... Well wait. Let me back up. Because it started when I was a dumb shit after volunteering to help some inner city kids. They were smart and need some help, so me, being the nice guy I am, volunteer with a lady I used to work with. Michelle. Michelle, now, is just... She's a fucking horse. She is built like a fucking horse, man. Big teeth in her smile. She's got some fucking LEGS, man. These legs are massive. And that ass? God damn. One guy at work made mention about it once, "Would you eat Michelle's ass?" Some of us were adamant that of course you would because her body was outstanding. Me? Her ass was too big, just too big. Her ass is so damn big! I can't! Anyways, we laughed and thought nothing of it, but then someone said she was looking for volunteers. I thought I'd be happy to volunteer with some black kids, score some brownie points with the black HR chick, AND get out of work early on a Thursday and Friday to go work with these kids? WIN. WIN. WIN!!!!!!!!!!! Locked it in. Well as we left to get in the Uber together, my friend sent a text to get a pic of Michelle's huge phat ass. I had to hide my damn phone so she didn't see. We messed around with the pamphlets she gave me and then we did the damn thing. Yeah, the kids didn't give a fuck, and I barely did too, but here we were. Michelle barked orders at me to clean shit up. "What are you? Her slave or something," one of the kids was being a smart ass. "No. If he were my slave, he'd be moving a lot faster," Michelle turned around with a big smile, flashing her teeth. The kids laughed and she sent them off with a high five. I started texting my friend, Michael, that this sucked, but then I saw Michelle walk my way again and stopped. "I'm surprised you mentioned that topic," I said, putting the final pens in a bag. "Ha. No, no, no. We can bring shit like that up. Consider it, like, the shittiest parts of privilege. You missed that pen on the floor." I bent over to pick up the pen and saw Michelle bend over. My phone was right in my hand and I had already pulled up Michael's name... So... I snapped the pic and hit send. Then I immediately deleted it. He got what he wanted. Michael usually texts back right, but I didn't think anything of it. I did think of another pen I saw, though, and had to get on my knee to get it. Michelle was standing over me with an absolute fury in her eyes. "What the fuck is this?!" She turned her phone towards me, complete with her huge butt in pixels staring back at me. "I..." "Shut... Up... Shut your fuckin' mouth. What the fuck were you thinking?!" "N-... It's not what it seems." "It seems like you were trying to bully me? Is this a racist thing?" "What?! No! I'm not a racist!" "Look at me, motherfucker. You're not anything anymore. All you are right at this moment, is absolutely fucked." Michelle paused, set down everything in her arms, and spoke softly, "Carry all of this shit upstairs. You're calling us an Uber to my place." And there it was. She was gonna make me fuck her... ------ "Fuck me?!?!? You thought I was going to let you fuck me?!?!?! Like fucking you is some kind of reward for me," Michelle was angry. "No, I..." "Shut up. Just shut up. How the fuck am I going to punish you," Michelle asked, but I got the distinct feeling she didn't really want my input. She walked around to her bathroom and said, to nobody in particular, "Maybe I should take a shit before I do whatever it is I'm gonna do." "So long as you leave me out of it." Michelle was screaming at me, "BITCH SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHU--- Wait a minute... What'd you say?" "I... Uh..." "Well don't lose your fuckin' nerve now, bitch! I got it, though. Let's do this... You eat my shit, I forget this ever happened." I was absolutely stunned. "If you refuse, I'm going to get you fired and make sure all your employers, future and prospective, know about this. I'll make you an absolutely unhirable person." "But if you take a... If you... Umm... Do what you say you're gonna do..." "Take a shit in your mouth? Turn you into my toilet? Make you eat my shit?" I hesitated, "Ummmm........ Yeah...... All those things..... If you do that, aren't you just, like, removing my humanity permanently?" "Yes. I am. To you and I, the truth about you will be known. You will be a toilet. You will be a slave. You will be MY toilet. You will be MY slave. But to the world? They won't know the truth about you. They won't know you are just a receptacle for my waste." She was brutal. What a bitch... "Alright." "Alright." And with that, I started to strip. She watched me her tongue dragging across her teeth, like a predator. I was naked and she pushed me onto my back, sitting above me, looking over her shoulder, Michelle then moved backwards with her bulbous ass cheeks covering my face. There was the stink of sweat and iron heavy coming from her ass crack. I could see the rosebud that looked like pursed lips, resting in the middle of her ass. Her anus was hot, steamy almost. It was such a different smell than I expected, but her asshole was now in my face, greeting me like an old grandmother reaching for a kiss. She smirked, "Lick me where I fart." I gently tongued her brown asshole. That was when she first did it. She farted slowly, like she was holding the release to a metronome. Methodical and long, her fart gas seemed to dance on my tongue. "I am enjoying this rim job, slave! Oooooo! Maybe you work that tongue up into my asshole, boy!" Right before my tongue slithered up into her asshole, she farted like a horse and laughed. "Hahaha! How did something like that come out of my ass! And it's right in your face! I just farted right in your face!" She shouted and cooed as my tongue penetrated past her sphincter. My tongue slipped past her anus and I tasted remnants of shit passed and another fart moved past my mouth's muscle and down into my throat. "Move that tongue around! Make it dance in my asshole! Do it, slave!" I was sore and tired, but then... "Oh... Ohhhh ho ho ho ho ho ho ho..... This isn't any good for you, slave. This isn't any good for you at all." I started to cry as I felt her turd on the other side of my tongue. It was slick and disgusting, and I was crying. Through the tears and with my tongue still inserted up her ass, I begged Michelle, "Eeese... Eesee on't it in y ouh..." She laughed and farted again, shifting her shit to push on my tongue more forcefully, "Shut up and eat my shit, slave." Michelle's dump made its way into my mouth and I lost it. I was crying in buckets, but she didn't care. Michelle's turd was nothing remarkable, it wasn't the biggest shit ever taken, but I'd like to see you eat two 3 inch turds while someone is shitting another 8 inch long dump right on your face... Her first pieces of shit were in my mouth and she expected me to chew them. The sound of my chewing made me want to gag even more than the taste and the smell... and that smelll. MY GOD that smell! She just kept her ass pointed right at me with her big huge butt cheeks as a mountain around her asshole which was still taunting me, pulsing in and out and in and out, sometimes letting her farts leak right past and into my nostrils. She farted again. "Chew my turds, slave. Chew on my hot shit. Eat my hot shit, slave!" The two turds were down my throat and that was when she really let me have it with the 8 inch long turd. It was light brown, but didn't actually smell a ton. HA! just kidding. it smelled like absolute filth. But I better eat it, because if I don't now, she'll ruin me... And so I choked it down, all while looking at her asshole, the very source of her turd. She stayed above me for a good long while and then stood up, tossing me a wet paper towel. "Clean your face. You look like someone took a shit on you." She laughed and went into the other room. I cleaned up and walked into the room... "From now on, when I call you, you have to come running. I'm going to shit in your mouth again, toilet. But you make me happy? You keep eating my shit on the reg without questioning my absolute authority? Then you get to continue living as is." And that was it... Michelle still farts in my face and shits down my throat, but she could have done so much more. She could have ruined me and done something really terrible! But now I get to work and live paycheck to paycheck while eating someone else's shit... Ah fuck me... This sucks... |
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