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Subject: {ASSM} 040706 -  Me And The Shit Whore In Buffalo
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Woof!
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{MF; oral; anal; scat; ws; vaginal; interracial; pro}

   Me and the Shit Wench in Buffalo

   I had traveled to Buffalo, conducting some VA business.  With my
business concluded, I lingered in town to await sundown.  I would hunt
wench tonight...  a particular kind of wench.

   I dined at a local Greek restaurant not far from the airport.  I ate
slowly, reading as I did.  Time seemed to pass very slowly, sunset
hesitating.

   But, set the sun did.

   After paying my check, I left the restaurant and drove from the
restaurant straight into the red light district of Buffalo.  I'd `heard'
rumors on the Net regarding a scat hooker in the area.  Her particulars
were known to me and I reconnoitered the area where she was reputed to
work. I circumnavigated the area several times, spying many fine pieces of
meat.

   And, as I was about to neglect my shitty passion for a more standard
pleasure, I spied a fine piece of chocolate meat strolling along the walk.
She stood of average height, carrying a light weight.  Truth, she was a bit
skinny for my taste as I tend toward the more athletically formed bodies.
But, she wasn't scrawny and she'd more accurately be described as slender
than described as skinny.

   According to the Net, she was called Clara.  Clara's hips and chest were
of modest form but the swimsuit top and mini-skirt she wore made her seem
much more well endowed.  The skirt flowed free of her body, not clinging,
catching the breeze and the swing of her hand as she walked.  In so doing,
her bare from the waist body was tantalizingly exposed to passers-by... 
like me!

   Clara's skin was the color of medium blend coffee, without cream.  The
top she wore was a brilliant green color and it held tight her tits,
lifting them, presenting them.  Her skirt was a softer green color.  She
wore shower sandals on her feet and carried no bag, wore no other clothing.
Clara's hair was cut tight to her head, running over her ears and along the
back of her neck but stopping short of her shoulders.

   She strolled along, on the walk to my right, just ahead, one car length.
I drove forward, slowing, stilling alongside her, I nodded my head when she
looked into the car.  Proceeding, I turned right, parking along the curb of
the side street.  Clara was soon at the passenger door, I toggled the lock
disengage and she got in, "Hey.  You datin' ain't ya?" "You bet.  You're
Clara, right?" "Heard a' me?"

   I told her I had, driving the car away from the curb and proceeding
along the side street.  And, I told her the particulars of my awareness of
her.  "You like to play toilet games, huh." "Yes.., if the price is right."
She quoted me a price.  We haggled.  In short time we compromised settling
on a price per hour rather than service.  "I like to see what develops," I
explained.

   She directed me to her apartment.  It was about a mile from the corner
where I'd picked-her-up.  The apartment was one-quarter of a single family
dwelling conversion.  She lived in the lower right corner apartment.  There
was no parking lot and no driveway, street parking only.  The predominant
structures on the street were an abandoned factory, a trucking company, and
a railroad maintenance access way.  The building in which she lived was the
only residential structure on the street.

   I parked the car, we got out, and I engaged the security system.  The
front facade of the building was dominated by a set of stairs leading to
two non-joined doors.  We entered the door on the right, then, in the
foyer, the door to the right.  Her apartment was simple: a living room,
just away from the door [and a 3 x 3 entryway]; the typical dining room -
kitchen; beyond that, two doors, presumably leading to the bedroom and the
bathroom.

   The doors were noticeably odd.  The door on the left was hinged along
it's right side.  The door on the right was hinged on it's left side. 
Thus, the door hinges ran in tandem but the door knobs opposed one another,
like pupils of wide-set eyes.

   The only light in the apartment came from a low watt bulb above the
kitchen sink.  A dank scent lingered in the air and clutter was all about:
laundry on the floor; dirty dishes on the furniture; food scraps on the
floor; spilled glasses and bottles scattered about; dust and dirt were
common.  Clara wasted no time, leading me through the living room, beyond
the dining-kitchen to the door on the right.

   "This is my bedroom," she chirped, opening the door, leading me inside.
It was a small room, prison cell small.  The full sized bed faced the door,
less than two feet of open space on either side of the bed.  The room was
lit by a similarly low wattage bulb on the dresser to the right of the
door. The bed was unmade, strewn with disheveled sheets and blankets and
uncovered pillows.  Clothing was scattered on the floor in proximity to the
dresser, which had overstuffed and broken drawers.

   "How you wanna start, hun?" the shit wench asked.

   "Let's get naked.., suck my dick for a bit."

   I stripped, she did too...  she was faster.

   My cock stirred when her tits sprang free from their prison.  And, it
achieved full mast when that skirt dropped to the floor.  Her pussy hair
was trim, shaped like an arrow point!  "Like?" she teased, running a finger
along her folds, penetrating herself.

   I was unable to respond, no air would pass my larynx.  "Yeah," she
answered, approaching me, kneeling, "you do." Clara removed my shoes, sock
and pants and placed them atop my shirt, which I'd set in a clear space on
the floor to the outside of the bed.  She shuffled together some sheets and
blankets, arranged a pillow and directed me to lie down.

   Before my head settled onto the pillow, Clara engulfed my cock in her
mouth.  She took it into her throat and held it...  swallowed it!  I mean
that, I felt her throat muscles pulling my cock head as if it would come
free of the stiff shaft!

   Suck.  SLURP.  GAG.  Choke.  POP.  Lick.  Stroke.

   Clara worked my member with eagerness and efficiency.  Then, as my
pleasure meter neared the red zone, she suddenly stopped.  "Hold on," she
said, rising from the bed, walking to the inner wall.  There, in the center
of the wall, she opened a door, which I hadn't seen in the dim light until
now.  Beyond the door was her bathroom, nothing more than a sink, toilet
and shower stall aligned along the outer wall.

   With the door open, I could just see the right half of the sink and the
entire toilet.  Anticipating, I sat up and moved to a position directly in
front of the open doorway...  in front of the toilet.  Thus, I could see
the shower stall to the right of the toilet.

   "Toilet's been broke.., for a while," she said.  "I use this," taking a
stainless steel bowl from the sink, placing on the toilet lid.  She stepped
back, facing me, squatting, pointing her twat at the bowl...  PISS.

   Her stream shot and sputtered from her cunt.  Striking the metal bowl,
urine spattered up, coating her bush and her petals.  She peed for several
minutes.  "Drink it," I directed, when she'd finished.  She picked the bowl
up, cupping it with each hand, as one might a cereal bowl with nothing but
milk left in it.  Clara brought the stainless steel rim to her lips and
tilted the bowl...!

   A golden river ran from the bowl through her slightly parted lips, into
her mouth and down her gullet.

   Pour.  Swallow.  Tip.  GULP.  Drip.  WASH.

   She drank that urine down, one mouthful after the other.  Clara never
stopped tipping the bowl; so, piss would run over her lips, down her chin,
onto her breasts and along her body to the tiled floor as she swallowed. 
My cock was painfully hard, twitching with lust.  When she'd finished
drinking, Clara brought the bowl to the sink and proceeded to rinse in out
under warm water...  she left the water running when she left the bathroom,
bringing the bowl with her.

   I reached for her melons and brought them to my lips.  I suckled them
and squeezed them.  I plied her flower with the fingers of my free hand...
one, two...  three fingers deep!  "OH, FUH.., K.  Yeah," she cried, "so,
nice.  Finger my cunt.  Make Me Wet!"

   Suck.  SQUEEZE.  Lick.  Kiss.

   Tickle.  INSERT.  Thrust.  DIDDLE.

   I worked her over...  I lay back onto the bed, bringing her beside me.
My hands roamed over her urine saturated body.  I plied her pussy lips
apart.  My thumb tickled her clit.  I swallowed whatever spit developed in
my mouth...  and my cock got an urge.  "On your knees," I commanded,
pointing to the open doorway of the bathroom.  She took her commanded
position as I rose from the bed.  "Put it in your mouth," I barked,
presenting my semi-flaccid prick.

   Clara did as she was told...  I closed my eyes, imagining the running
water flowing into me, as from a glass, filling my bladder...  PISS.

   Clara didn't flinch!

   I pissed into her gullet, straight down her throat...  she may not have
even swallowed.  I compelled myself to cease my stream, drawing my dick
from her pie hole.  Her eyes were lit with passion, her smile broad. 
"More.., Pleese," she begged, holding her mouth open, tongue hung out like
an exerted dog.

   I began a new stream, "Hold it," I ordered, "don't swallow." I watched,
excitedly, as my gold water pooled in her mouth...  until it bubbled over
her lips.  "Okay, swallow."

   GULP!

   "Ooh, Yum," she cooed, "More."

   I pissed...  twice more she gulped a mouthful.

   When I'd finished pissing, and she'd swallowed the last of it, I grabbed
the back of her head and pulled her mouth to my crotch.  Shoving my dick
into her mouth, "Suck it!" Clara began giving me a wonderful blowjob...  I
thrust into her face, banging my balls against her chin.  I clamped hold of
her head, "Hold still," I barked, "Gonna FUCK your mouth."

   Shove.  DEEP.  Breathe.  SHOVE.  Choke.  GAG.  Withdraw.

   I rammed my cock into her mouth, beyond that, into her throat.  My
piston motion quickened.  Snot ran from Clara's nose, tears from her eyes,
she was breathing in short rasps.  "YES!  Fuck, Yeah.  Bitch.  Take that
dick!" "MmHm.  Cbulm.., Fglr Me.  Cuglm ilbgn mlgy mouth." "Bet your ass,
cummin' in your dirty whore mouth!"

   My load shot like a rocket...  she coughed...  cum exited her nose... 
she caught it up, licked it off...  Clara swallowed every drop!

   "Oh, Yes.  Baby, that tasted fine."

   I was cold with sweat.  Clara rose from the floor, "hungry?" "Not
especially, bit thirsty." She left the bedroom and returned moments later
with an unopened bag of Cheez Stix and an unopened, unrefrigerated, liter
of soda.  We ate and drank the refreshments.

   Afterward, she licked the cheese from our fingers...  we moved into a 69
position...  teasing each other orally....

   When the urge struck...  we both peed into the bowl.

   I grew to rock hardness as she drank the double urine solution from the
bowl!  I couldn't help but stroke myself as she plied her hands over her
own body after drinking every last drop from the bowl.  Clara was in
rapture!  She masturbated...  until she farted.

   Gurgle.  Grunt.  POP.  Churn.  GRIND.

   Her bowels knotted inside her.

   Clara set the bowl atop the toilet lid, turned away from me and placed a
foot on a stool between the sink and the toilet.  Thus, her ass cheeks were
spread.  She placed both hands atop the covered toilet tank and leaned
forward.  So, her ass hole was winking at me as she plied her intestines to
free her bowel.

   I was unable to keep myself from shaking with excitement.  I stared,
unblinking.  There it was, a black worm peeking from that sweet chocolate
hole!  Slowly the turd moved out, the smell was oddly aromatic.  Even in
this dim light I could tell Clara was shitting a firm log.  She grunted
with the effort and the crap slowly snaked free...  four...  five...  six
inches of shit dropped from her asshole into the stainless steel bowl.

   Two more turds of equal girth and density but of less length dropped
into the bowel before she was finished.

   Immediately, I stepped to her.  With one hand, then the other, I cleared
the mess from her hole, inside and out.  Then, "turn around," I croaked. 
She did and I spread her shit over her tits and belly.  As I licked the
remains from my hands, Clara took the bowl in hers, removing it from the
toilet lid before seating herself on that structure.  She watched as I
enthusiastically cleaned my hands with my tongue.

   My cock was no longer steel hard...  I needed to pee.

   I stepped forward, pointed my manhood at her mouth.  Clara smiled, moved
the bowl aside, and brought her mouth before my cock head...  she caught
the stream and continued her forward motion, as if pushing my piss back
into my dick.  She held my cock head in her lips, taking my stream directly
into her mouth and throat swallowing occasionally...  she didn't spill a
drop!

   When I'd finished peeing, Clara licked her lips loudly, gleefully.  I
went back to the bed, sitting on it, facing Clara.

   "Eat it," I directed, indicating her shit in the bowl.

   Clara smiled.

   She took the smallest log first, holding it in her hand and rolling it
into a ball...  then she put that shitball into her mouth...  chewed it...
and swallowed it!  Shit coated her lips, tongue and teeth.  She smiled
again.  Clara rose from the toilet seat and entered the bedroom, bringing
the bowl of shit with her.  She took the shit of median length in her hand
and with that handful of shit, she stroked my growing rod.

   Clara left the six inch log in the bowl.  Still stroking my shit covered
cock with her shit covered hand, she stood, bringing her tits to my mouth.

   Stroke.  Lick.  RUB.  SUCK.  Tickle.  SQUEEZE.

   Clara masturbated my cock while I licked the brown paste from her tits.
The shit rubbed warmth into my dick and I sucked shit from her breasts. 
When her hand reached the tip of my prick, Clara's thumb would tickle my
the head.  As I moved from one tit to the other, I squeezed the flesh,
working the clinging paste from her boobs.

   STROKE.  LICK.  Rub.  Suck.  TICKLE.  Squeeze.

   "Ooh.  Mmm.," I moaned, savoring my shitty dessert.

   "That's nice, hun." she responded.

   My cock was rigid, nearly ready.  Her twat smelled wet.

   "OH, HUNNY.  Suck those tits, eat my shit off `m!" "Oh, Clara...  rub my
cock.., make me cum." "Hunny, keep it up.., wet.., so wet...OH!" Clara
shuddered with orgasm and dropped to her knees.  Quickly she covered my
rigid pole with her mouth.  "OH!  Damn.  Woman!" "Huh Hm.  Give me that
cum, hunny."

   I came in her mouth, she swallowed what could only be a mixture of shit
paste, dry piss and cum.  Then, she licked my dick clean!

   And...  GURGLE.  Grunt.  Pop.  CHURN.  Grind....

   "Gonna feed me, hunny?!" "You bet!"

   I turned, bent over, leaning on the bed.  Clara grabbed my ass and
pulled my cheeks apart.  Then, she plied my hole with her wet wormy tongue.
She worked her way inside my asshole, digging for treasure.  Urging my
bowel to move out!

   I pushed.  PUSHed.  With moderate speed my shit expelled from my hole...
a single five inch turd slowly moved...  lingered...  dangled....

   I peered through my spread legs, watched as Clara grabbed the tip of my
turd with her tongue then slid it underneath...  drawing her mouth over the
entire log...  and dipping her tongue into my hole to cut the log free!  I
saw her back away from my ass, felt her hands release my cheeks....  Clara
held the cut end of the shit up, it could have been a long thick cigar in
her mouth!

   Clara opened her mouth...  and pushed the turd in!  She chewed and
swallowed, like someone who would eat a hot dog in one bite!

   Chomp.  CHEW.  Swallow.  GULP.

   Down her throat, into her gullet went my shit!

   Then, she directed her tongue to my asshole again...  cleaning away any
remains of my movement.

   My cock had grown hard...  and I wanted to fuck...  I NEEDED TO FUCK
This Shit Wench.

   I climbed onto the bed.  Clara followed, bringing the bowel with her. 
"Can I finish," she queried, "this" indicating her six inch shit log in the
bowl, "first?" "ABSOLutely!" I stroked my cock lightly, watching her as she
picked-up that piece of shit and began to eat it.

   This time she ate more slowly.  Devouring her shit, piece by piece, one
bite at a time.  She chewed each bite as if it were a finely cooked morsel
of steak!  She swallowed every morsel...  consuming all six inches in ten
wonderfully exciting minutes.

   Finished with her snack, Clara bend forward and took my hard cock into
her mouth.  She sucked it quick, getting it wet, making it eager and ready
to fuck.  Then, she sank her cunt over my cock and began to ride it!

   I grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to me, I held her against
my chest, taking command of the action.  I thrust into her!  My balls
slapped against her loudly.  My cockhead rubbed against her clit certainly.

   I rolled us over, she wrapped her legs around my waist...  penetration
was deep and deliberate.

   Again and again I banged that pussy!

   "Uh, Oh, Yeah, that's IT.  Do it like that," she muttered.  "Yeah,
whore. Fuckin' you.., shit whore!  Gonna shoot my jizz inside you!" "Yeah
Hunny!  Do Me Sour!  I'm A Dirty SHIT WHORE!  FUCK ME!  YES!" "YEAH.  OH,
Yes!  Feels Good.  What A Fuckin' Sweet Twat.  Shit Whore with a hot
fuckin' cunt.  Yeah.., OH.., ooh, sh.., it!" "That's right hunny.., cum
on.., yeah baby.  Fill me up."

   I came so powerfully I nearly passed out!
   06 July 2004 FrankW265

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