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(mF, rim, anal, scat, cheat, con, preg) *** Seventeen year-old Marcus earned money in the summer mowing the lawns of the wealthy neighbors in his Westchester Estates subdivision. Going door-to-door, he’d talk up the housewives of neighborhood, convincing a good portion of them to let him do all or part of the yardwork. One Friday afternoon, as unusually dark storm clouds threatened from above, Marcus stepped it up, hoping to get at least a couple of yards in before the rains began. His peregrination eventually brought him to the home of Richard and Teri Connor, and he rang the bell. Nothing. As he was getting ready to leave, he thought he’d take a look around back just make sure nobody was around. He scampered up a slight berm, between some modest-sized trees, and up to a wooden gate. He tried it. It was unlocked, so he swung it open. And there was Teri Connor, up on a ladder, trimming the ivy and the shrubs with hand clippers. Marcus admired her round ripe butt, stuffed into a tight pair of denim cutoffs, her full muscular thighs tensing as she stretched upward to clip the tippy top of the overgrowth. Teri was perhaps 30 years old, not a mythical beauty, but tiny, cute and sexy in a "real woman" sort of way. Most ladies look their best with long hair, but Teri’s short sassy auburn haircut suited her perfectly. Teri turned and glanced over her shoulder, the clippers in mid-chomp. “Well, hello, Marcus,” she smiled. “Good timing. Care to help me out?” Marcus noticed that the ladder was shaking a bit as Teri climbed up the penultimate step. He rushed over and steadied the ladder by placing a foot on the bottom rung and grasping tightly on both sides. This placed his face approximately three inches from Teri’s tantalizing rump. She laughed just a bit, casting her eyes downward to Marcus. “Well, thank you. Sorry about my big butt being all up in your face.” And she accented the tableau by gyrating her bountiful hips. “That’s okay, Mrs. Connor,” Marcus smiled. “I like your butt.” “Really?” Teri remarked. “Because my husband calls me Brontosaurus Butt.” “He’s crazy and a jerk, Mrs. Connor. Your butt looks good enough to eat.” And with that utterance, feeling he had nothing to lose, Marcus rubbed his nose into the cleft of his married neighbor’s denim-clad derriere. “And it smells real nice, too.” “Mmmmm, aren’t you a kinky young man?” Teri purred. She allowed Marcus to continue to rub his nose into her anal valley and then proceed to run his tongue over the soft, faded fabric, right where her fragrant puckerhole was hidden away. And just then, the clouds opened up. Rain fell ferociously, in proverbial buckets, and the two hurried off the ladder and to the backyard door of the house. Once inside, in the living room, Teri Connor took her 17 year-old neighbor into an embrace and kissed him. Marcus returned the kiss and also returned his attention to Teri’s bountiful butt, slipping a caressing hand around each sumptuous nether cheek. Teri’s faded cutoffs had been fashioned from an old pair of hip-hugger jeans, so the cleft of her ample ass peeked out from the top hemline, and Marcus kept returning his hands there, slipping his fingers down into the tight caudal valley, tickling and playing and bringing Teri mounting excitement. “Ooooo...you really love my butt, don’t you? That’s good. ‘Cause I really like what you’re doing. Lots and lots.” With that, Teri broke off their kiss, turned around, unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down over her full tanned thighs. She wiggled her curvy rump as an invitation, and Marcus marvelled at how big and yet how firm it was, jiggling just ever so slightly as she offered it to him. He didn’t need any further urging. He dropped to his knees, took a fleshy globe into each hand and spread Teri’s nether cheeks, revealing the puckered prize within. He tongued her pungent crinklehole greedily, savoring its musky fragrance and salty coppery taste. He made long ice-cream licks up Teri’s entire cleft, then plunged his tongue deep into her hot backdoor. Teri’s spicy puckerhole responded to Marcus’s eager tonguing, becoming a little more relaxed with each asslicking. She rubbed her clit as he kept tonguing her butt, and soon she was approaching her first climax. With both hands playing with herself, Teri could only lean into the wall, face turned and pressed into the magenta and beige-striped wallpaper. Squeezing her eyes shut, Teri’s lips parted in pleasured “ooo”s and “aaaah”s as her ripe rump danced and jiggled with Marcus’s every tongue tickle. Marcus, too, was going over-the-top with excitement, his balls sore from their unfair confinement in his tight blue jeans. Still, he couldn’t stop now. He sensed how close Mrs. Connor was to an orgasm, so he redoubled his efforts and really licked and licked her butt with abandon. Of course, he couldn’t say a word, to tell his hot neighbor lady how incredibly hot and tasty her ass was, but he did make the sounds of a gluttonous, ravenous tiger devouring his prey, so it was more than clear to Teri that Marcus was enjoying this as much as she was. Together, they soon brought Teri over the top and she began to lose it. “Oh, my christ! OHhhhh....” Marcus tongued her madly, moaning and groaning and digging his fingertips into her plump butt cheeks. And Teri climaxed mightily, writhing and mashing her face fully against the wallpaper, finally giving completely into orgasmic release, slowly sliding down the entire length of the living room wall, leaving behind a faint trail of perspiration, makeup and saliva. She collapsed in a heap on the floor, breathless and satisfied. Marcus joined her on the living room floor. They embraced and he pushed on top of her, moving between her legs. Even though he was still completely clothed, Marcus began to slowly dry-hump Mrs. Connor and they kissed. “Goddamn, that was so fucking hot,” Marcus said to his married neighbor. “You have the hottest damn ass in Westchester.” “Mmmmm, I’m glad you like it,” Teri coo’d. “It’s yours to lick any day of the week.” She moved her hips along with her asslicking paramour’s, grinding her moist hot mound against his insane bulge. “The only thing is this, Honey. All your wonderful buttlicking has tickled my shit trigger. I gotta take a huge dump now, Sweetheart.” Marcus smiled. “I wanna watch you, Mrs. Connor. I wanna watch you take a shit.” “Ooo, really? Yummy. I’d like that. Let’s go upstairs to the Master Bathroom.” As Mrs. Connor slowly mounted the staircase, her teenage buttlicker followed behind, keeping his eyes locked on her bountiful rear end. Teri teased and teased Marcus, walking sloooowly up the stairs, one at a time, sashaying and doing little hip bumps to make it clear who was the star of this show. Marcus would occasionally, on this torturously-slow ascent, move forward and grasp her hips, making her nether cheeks wiggle. When he couldn’t take the anticipation any longer, he slapped her butt so hard the sound echoed along the stairwell and left a red handprint on her fleshy right cheek. “Owww!” Teri cried out, albeit with a saucy smile cast back over her shoulder. “You better watch it, boy, or I might just poop out a big old turd right here on the stairs!” That threat really horned up Marcus, and he hurriedly unzipped his jeans, pulled out his throbbing cock and slowly masturbated himself. “Do it. Do it, Mrs. Connor,” he demanded, as they both stood mid-journey on the stairs. Teri kept throwing glances back at Marcus, then shivering her rump at him. “Oooo, I just might!” But then she continued making her way up the stairs to the Master Bathroom, leaving the stairs safe for now. Finally, they entered the Master Bedroom, then walked all the way back to where the shit room was. With his massive twitching erection jutting outward from his open zipper, Marcus entered the Master Bathroom. It was positively Roman in its appointments: gold-plated faucets, an oval turquoise granite sink, and a faux- antique bathtub, replete with claw feet. A separate shower with multi-paned glass doors stood at the far end of the heated clay tile floor. And there, at the near end – a glorious shit throne, fit for a queen. Absolutely the highest-cost toilet money could buy, made from the same granite as the sink and fitted with an imported French bidet. “Wow,” Marcus exclaimed, looking all around, “you have the coolest bathroom I’ve ever seen, Mrs. Connor!” He then locked his focus on her magnificent toilet. “And that looks big enough for two people.” Teri smiled devilishly. “That’s exactly what I was thinking.” Marcus stripped off all his clothes and Teri played with his cock a little bit before commanding him to sit on the toilet first. “Move all the way as far back as you can, Honey. I need lots of room for my big ol’ butt.” After Marcus straddled the wide bowl, with his back all the way against tank, Teri joined him, seating her juicy rump between his legs. He reached down and placed a hand on each hip as if he were on some bizarre amusement park ride. Toilet World! Turd Mountain! The Merry-Go-Shit! Marcus grinned at his inner comedy monologue, but that was merely to contain his mind-rending sexual excitement. His rockhard rod was only an inch away from her backdoor, and it twitched with eager anticipation. Teri wiggled her butt, then leaned forward, really bringing her perfect robust rump into sharp definition. A tiny little poot of air emerged from within her anal cavern and the time had arrived. “I feel sooooo dirty, Marcus!” she purred. “I’m gonna take a huge hot shit right now. I hope you’re ready, ‘cause here it comes!” In the soft ambience from the bathroom’s warm amber lighting, Marcus admired her deep caudal cleft once again. He watched intently as her generous ass globes parted ever so slightly and a hot, slick brown turd slowly emerged from her steaming-hot puckerhole. “Ooooooo....” Teri moaned quietly, as if she were slowly reaching a tiny but fulfilling orgasm. “Damn, that feels so good!” And that first turd came to a terminus, dropping from her fine ass and plunging into the toilet water with a satisfying splash. Marcus was really enjoying the shit show. His respirations quickened and he moved his hips as much as the space would allow, bringing his huge cock close to Teri’s soiled backside. He pushed his swollen cock head between her ample cheeks, exploring her naughty cleft. Teri laughed, half with humor and half with concupiscence. “Ooooo, that’s nice, too. But you better watch out, Sweetheart. I got a big, BIG load of hot shit coming out right now!” And Teri just let go, sending a barrage of brown turds out of her tail, most of them going straight into the bowl below, but some of them hitting Marcus’s cock on the way down. “Goddamn! Wow! Oh, shit....” And the teenager’s cock spasmed and twitched as he ejaculated huge jets of cum against Mrs. Connor’s sumptuous shitter. “Yeah! YEAH! YEAH!” Teri cried out, watching over her shoulder, feeling Marcus blow his generous load on her still-defecating butt. She arched her back, strained hard and squeezed one final tiny turd out of her hot puckerhole, and then let out a deep, satisfied sigh. “Wow, that was so filthy!” exclaimed Marcus. “You really got me off, Mrs. Connor.” “Did you have fun?” Teri asked, almost drowsy in her now complete relaxation. She reached back and turned on the bidet. “Well, we’re not done yet. You need to clean me up.” She moved her sumptuous soiled derriere toward the fountain emerging from under the front rim of the toilet. “That’s really cool,” Marcus enthused, and he spread Mrs. Connor’s nether cheeks to allow the water to really get in there. He fingered her puckerhole, making sure nothing remained behind. After a good minute’s rinsing, Teri turned the machine off. “Wipe me dry,” she commanded. Marcus took some toilet paper, wadded it up and ran it up and back down her backside. It came back completely clean. “Wow, that thing really works.” “Yes, it’s pretty cool, all right,” Teri agreed. “Now that I’m all empty and clean, does that mean you might have something nice and big to stuff up there?” They moved to the king-sized bed in the bedroom and Teri pulled a tube of lubricant out of the nightstand. “How about you grease me up real good and give me a nice buttfucking before my husband gets home?” Marcus took the tube, squirted a glob of gel into his hand and spread all over his throbbing cock. He squirted some more out, then moved behind Teri, who was now kneeling on the bed, and wiped his hand up her cleft, then worked a finger into her bunghole, lubing her up good. He noticed that after just a few minutes, Teri’s sphincter relaxed enough to allow two, then three, fingers inside as it dilated without hesitation. “Wow, Mrs. Connor” Marcus surmised (incorrectly), “you and your husband must do a lot of buttfucking. Your hot hole is so ready for my cock.” Teri laughed derisively. “Him? He’s such a square. A real prude.” She went on to explain that Richard Connor only liked sex one way: him on top, some savage finesse-free pumping, and a few impotent squirts. “He doesn’t like to have fun – like you and I do,” Teri purred as she rolled onto her back. She drew her legs up, more than ready for penetration. Marcus stuffed a pillow under her rump and proceeded to slide the entire length of his cock up into her inviting puckerhole. Despite it yielding to him so easily, Teri’s shit hole was still damn tight and it hugged Marcus’s cock perfectly. It got even better when Teri treated his fuck rod like a hard pink turd, sloooowly squeezing him back out. “Ooooo....I’m shitting you out!” Teri giggled. Marcus smiled and slooowly pushed himself back up her lubed turd tunnel. His hands were busy pinning Teri’s legs back, so it was left to her to rub her juicy mound and tickle her swollen clit. They kept playing the game – Mrs. Connor shitting her teen lover out and him shoving it back inside. On and on, slow and sexy, until they both finally climaxed together. * * * * * * The buttfucking was awesome, but Marcus really wanted to fuck his married neighbor in the cunt, too. That’s when he found out that she intended to divorce her husband – and she WOULD divorce him, soon – but she had to be careful and cautious, if she expected to get any kind of monetary settlement. She wanted half of her asshole husband’s $40 million estate, and she would get it, via state law, provided he couldn’t prove that she was a cheating slut. So why was there a problem with Marcus going for a dip into Teri’s pussy pool? Pregnancy. Teri Connor was an extremely fertile female. Yes, even with birth control, something could fail, and with $20 million on the line, Teri simply couldn’t take that chance. Turned out that Richard, her asshole husband, had a vasectomy and would know it wasn’t his. Mr. Connor also suspected that his wife wasn’t satisfied being his masturbation receptacle and was likely sleeping around behind his back. Therefore, he insisted that she provide a pee sample at least once a week. He’d conduct surprise inspections, handing her one of those pregnancy sticks and standing outside the bathroom door until she returned with the sample. When Teri told Marcus all of these details, it boiled his blood. He was so pissed off that he was suddenly struck with a devious scheme that would ensure everything would go his and Teri’s way. He told her his plan, she enthusiastically agreed to it and then he snuck out the backdoor just as Teri’s husband pulled his Lexus into the driveway. * * * * * * * * The next evening, after midnight, a shadowy figure crept up the berm, between the trees and through the wooden gate into the Connor’s backyard. This tall, muscular stranger slipped the ski mask over his face, reached into his pocket and retrieved a .38 handgun. Trying the backdoor, he found it unlocked and slipped inside. Upstairs, in the Master Bedroom, Richard Connor snored away, while his wife Teri lie awake, staring at the ceiling. When she heard a slight creaking coming from the loose floorboard by the backdoor, she smiled. Marcus was here and freedom was just moments away. * * * * * * * * “What the hell do you want?” Richard demanded as he sat frozen in bed. Teri, too, feigned fear, cowering as she held the bedsheets up to cover her sumptuous breasts. The ski-masked figure – okay, it was Marcus, of course – had switched on the lights and now held the gun directly in a line toward Mr. Connor’s head. “Oh, not much, dickhead. Maybe your car, your watch, whatever money you have stashed around this joint. But what I really want is to do a little wife raping.” He pointed the gun toward Teri, who pretended to shake in fear. In reality, she could feel her cunt heating up and gushing huge amounts of pussy juice. She couldn’t wait to be “raped”, but she had to sell it real well. “Please, no...please get out of our house!” she pleaded, her voice quavering. Beneath the mask, Marcus smiled. Mrs. Connor really sold that line, he thought. She oughta be in pictures. “Yeah, get the hell out of MY house, you thug!” demanded Richard the dickhead. “Get out, or you’ll do WHAT?” Marcus came up to him and pressed the gun barrel against his skull. Richard flinched and pulled back as far as he could. “Take whatever you want and leave,” he stammered. “Oh, I intend to TAKE what I want. I’m taking HER hot snatch and cramming my cock into it. But, first – ” Marcus directed the couple to get out of bed and go into the Master Bathroom. First, he used one of Richard’s silk neckties to bind his hands behind his back. After getting Teri to tie her husband’s feet in a similar manner, Marcus commanded Mr. Connor to lie flat on his back on floor. Marcus admired Mrs. Connor, just standing there in her little translucent nightgown, the crotch of her thong panties absolutely soaked with cunt juice. He grinned, knowing she was super-excited right now and couldn’t wait for what was coming next. “Okay, bitch, pull your panties down.” Teri did as she was commanded, slipping the sopping little knickers off. “Now, since this fucker doesn’t know when to shut up, I want you to squat over his face and shit in his mouth.” “What?” protested Richard the dickhead. “Are you out of your mind?” “Nope. Do it, bitch.” Teri didn’t need any further encouragement. She’d been eating all day long and had just finished the day downing a whole quart of grape juice. She was ready to let loose. Only this time, it wouldn’t be fun for the recipient. “I’m sooo sorry, Richard,” Teri apologized. She sold it great. She was able to sneak a quick wink at Marcus, who by this time had unzipped his jeans and was already stroking his huge hard-on, anticipating the shit show. Mrs. Connor stood by her husband’s head, turned and squatted, holding the sink for balance. She groaned as she pushed a whole bunch of soft grape juice-infused turds out of her hot puckerhole, all of them splatting on Richard’s face. “Ohhhhhhh, gaaaawdd...” Teri moaned, trying to sell it as shame, but it was truly unparalleled sexual excitement, partially from the actual physical pleasure of evacuation, but also from the psychological joy of getting delicious revenge on her nitwit husband. “Stop! STOP! SLAWWP!” Richard cried out as Teri’s poop filled his mouth and covered his face. He was just about to have a heart attack from the shock and thrashed from side to side to get away. Marcus, however, had a foot and his full weight on Richard’s chest, all the while masturbating to the sight of Mrs. Connor shitting all over her lame husband. “Nice...nice....nnnnnice...” Marcus moaned as he ejaculated, sending globs of jizz all over Teri’s backside, which also slid down and onto Richard’s face. “Awesome,” Marcus said. “Now I’m gonna clean this bitch up and fuck her good.” This time, it was Marcus who turned on the bidet in the toilet. “Sit down and rinse,” he commanded. Teri did as she was instructed, with Marcus helping out with a washcloth and a little bit of soap. Then he got her to stand by the sink, knelt behind her, spread her nether cheeks and licked her ass like a popsicle on a summer’s day. “Mmmmmm...tasty,” he concluded. “All clean and ready for some nice raping.” “No, please...” Teri faux-protested. “You can listen through the door, asshole,” Marcus said to the gagging Richard, whose face was absolutely soaked in Teri's shit. Marcus took Teri by the arm and pulled her out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. Once on the king-sized bed, the two embraced and Teri flashed a wicked smile at her naughty teenage lover. “Are you gonna rape me now?” she whispered. “You bet I am,” he replied, sliding his fresh erection deep into her warm juicy cunt. “OH, GOD! DON’T!” Teri cried out as the pleasure washed over her. It didn’t take long for both of them to reach a climax and Teri happily accepted Marcus’s hot fertile babyjuice, knowing that eventually she was going to have his baby. And by then, they’d have plenty of money. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 80