This story includes bodily functions and some severe discipline, so if these offend you, you should read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Eleanor was becoming accustomed to having both Sgt. Denise and Sgt. Linda as her flat mates. Her husband was off at the six-month therapy facility at some location of which she was unaware and intended to re...
I have decided to reveal all, regardless of the severe pressure being placed on me by agents hired (I strongly suspect) by Johnnie Canlick and the Freeks: the beautiful red-haired, green-eyed, lightly freckled Ginger Freek, 36, and her daughter Debby, 18, of similar appearance, if somewhat taller at 5'10". Two more cock-hardening, long limbed beauties would...
**A continuation to my last story with a woman at a farm getting off to pig shit, this one introduces an old friend of Mary's... Turns out she also can get off to the same things. So be forewarned to messy scat, mud, smelly, lesbian themes** ***** Mary waited by the train station. A friend from high school named Sam was coming by. She had been a model, but...
The Americans onomatopoetically call it a queef, while us Brits, charmingly refer to it as a fanny fart, this elusive and frequently embarrassing raspberry blown from the female genitalia is seldom heard by most of us men, and even more seldom discussed. But none the less, I would be willing to place any amount of monies on the fact that I am not the only ch...
Pamela and Sally were sipping their champagne as they were relaxing from their hot sessions on their stools. Pamela observed: "Wow that Sam was something else. He certainly knew how to use his tongue on my ass. I actually pissed onto the floor as well when I farted. Since my fart was so spectacular, and my urine was absorbed by the towel on the floor I wa...
"My husband likes my farts," Fatima Al-Saud said haughtily as she walked out of the ladies room, looking at the other young women who stood there, noses wrinkled in disgust as they involuntarily inhaled her toxic fumes. After eating a particularly unpleasant cheese sandwich, the young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman had to go to the ladies room really bad. Her bu...
There were different 'suites' in the Ironwood Mansion, specially designed to my specifications, for enacting my various sexual fantasies in. I was presently on my way to the 'Secretarial Suite' to meet one Candy Apple, a new tryout to become part of my harem of girls. I hadn't seen her yet, but Duke, one of my best Girl Recruiters, had told me she was a knoc...
Ivy was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Caroline knocked on the door the next morning. She answered it and Caroline walked in holding a brown paper package. She set it down on the table. "This is for you, but wait to open it until after breakfast." She sat down at the table and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing much of her cleavage. She fanned herself....
"Now, Henry, tell me some more about how your wife finds you inadequate in bed," Rosetta pushed, adjusting her enormous rump in her specially designed leather chair. She was very interested in getting deep into the psyche of this client. A very small man, only about 100 lbs, he was slightly intimidated by the African-American amazon with hips nearly as wide...
The boss shifts awkwardly on her chair. BRRRRrrrrruuuuuppp! She sighs in relief. Below her, under her ass, Martin softly shook and cawed, trying desperately to survive breathing in the boss' putrid gas. PRRRrrrrpppp! "MMm, it's good today, isn't it, Martin?" "Mrrumm," I mumbled, in the affirmative. "That's a good boy; you've learned well." She lifts u...