I followed Stella into her bathroom. She was only wearing a pair of bright-colored yellow panties that were not enough to cover a big, black ass that juggled with every step she took. She looked back at me and smiled. “You like, huh?”

I licked my lips and nodded yes, unable to say another word. I was about to do the nastiest, dirtiest thing I had ever done and it was going to be with my wife’s best friend.

I had introduced them in college and had been fucking Stella for years, both before and after I got married.

In fact, Stella spent the night with me the night before I got married. At four in the morning of the day of my wedding, she was flat on her stomach with me directly behind her. I smothered her big, fleshy, soft ass cheeks with kisses as my hands kneaded her cheeks as a baker would knead dough.

I spread her deep ass cheeks and slowly ran my long, wet tongue down the crack until I reached her asshole. I ran my tongue in little circles around her asshole as she thrust her hips back toward my tongue and mouth. Stella moaned heavily then reached back to pull her cheeks apart farther for me.

“Eat my ass out, daddy,” she cooed.

I didn’t need further urging. I curled my tongue and shoved it deep into her ass.

Stella’s ass had an earthy, bitter taste because she hadn’t wiped well enough from the last time she was on toilet. But I loved it. For 10 minutes I shoved my tongue in and out of her ass, pushing it in as far as it would go, longing for it to go farther. Though I was unconscious of the desire, even back then I wanted to completely taste her shit.

“Lick my asshole, daddy. Eat out my ass. Feels so good, daddy. Eat out my ass.”

Prying her smooth, soft cheeks apart with my hands, my face was buried in her crack as I ate her ass. Soon she was pounding the bed beside her head with both hands as my tongue snaked up her nasty ass and she started the first of several orgasms.

“Oh shit, oh shit. Oh fuck. Eat my ass. Eat my ass. Oh fuck, eat my ass. Yes, y es, yes. Eat my ass,” she said as waves of pleasure rushed through her body.

When the urgency of her orgasms subsided, her voice took a low, soft tone. But what she said, she said over and over, and louder each time she spoke her desire.

“I need your dick. I need your dick. Fuck me in the ass. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

I got up on my knees and pulled her hips up, so that her ass was up in the air. She was totally vulnerable.

I had already well-lubricated her asshole with my tongue but I still reached over on the bed for a small bottle with a mixture of baby oil and baby lotion that Stella brought with her in her purse. She took the bottle from me and squirted a small amount onto one hand and reached beneath her and between her legs to lube her asshole with the mixture. She reached back for my dick and also lubed it. It felt good as she rubbed my hard cock, which was throbbing in anticipation of her tight ass.

I positioned my hard dick for the assault on her bowels as she pried her cheeks apart. The head of my dick pushed through her tight opening. She said nothing but pulled slightly away from me. But I took and held on to her hips and pushed harder, and watched my dick slide up into her ass.

I loved fucking her asshole. It was so tight when I started. The going was always slow at first and she would always slide down off of her knees to lie flat on the bed again, with the weight of my body lying on her. And I’d fuck her harder.

“Oh daddy. You dick is so big. It’s big, daddy. You’re splitting me in two. Go slow, daddy. Go slow.”

But I didn’t. I was lying on top of her with my knees on either side of her legs. I fucked her harder and harder, pulling my long, black dick nearly completely out of her ass before slamming it back in. My entire dick, up to my balls, was assaulting Stella’s tight asshole, stretching it wider open. Her ass cheeks juggled as my hips slammed up again her as I rammed my dick in her ass.

“Take it baby. Take daddy’s cock,” I said, fucking her hard and deep. “You love daddy’s hard dick. You love it in your tight ass. Take daddy’s hard dick in your ass. Daddy loves to fuck your ass.”

I pounded her and pounded her, not caring if it hurt or if she wanted to stop. I just fucked and fucked. My dick felt so good up her tight ass. I wanted to make her gape as I kept fucking. I was overcome with lust and didn’t care about anything but my total pleasure – the pleasure of fucking my wife’s best friend in her big ass.

“Take daddy’s dick, you nasty little whore.”

“Yes, daddy, yes. I’m your little whore. Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me in the ass. I’m a little whore and I deserve it. Fuck me hard.”

I knew she had her hand under her body and was fingering her pussy as I fucked her ass. And soon I was on the edge. “I’m about to cum in your ass, baby. I’m cumming. Ahhhhhhh.”

I felt my love juice spurt out of my dick and into Stella’s ass. I pumped and pumped as I filled her bowels with me seed. Stella was also cumming from the ass-fucking and pussy-fingering.

“Oh yes, baby, I’m cumming. Oh shit oh shit o shit. Fuck me deep and hard. Oh yessssssss.”

When it was over, my sweaty body lay atop her sweaty body. Stella turned her head to the side and I put my head down to face her. We kissed long, wet kisses, as our tongues delved deep into each other’s mouths. The passion of fucking was over but the lust for pleasure was not.

We kissed for a while then stopped. “You know, it’s your wedding day now,” she said, and I feared the loss of lust was being replaced with guilt or remorse. But I was wrong. Stella just smiled. “It’s your wedding day and I’m the first woman you got to fuck today. Not your wife. Or to be correct, you soon-to-be wife.”

We kissed again before she said, “Go slow when you pull it out.”

I pulled out of her ass and held it as she went for a wet towel. I stood at the edge of the bed and we kissed as she reached down with both hands to wash off my dick, leaving some of her chocolate funk on the towel. I knew I’d have to wash it quickly or throw it away, certainly before my future wife was in the bedroom again.

“Hope you enjoyed the fuck,” Stella said. “It’s my wedding present to you.”

A little more than 12 hours later, Stella stood next to four other bridesmaids as my wife and I got married. She had given me a knowing wink as I walked down aisle and at the reception whispered in my ear that that was our last fuck.

And I believed her. She probably believed it, too, although only two weeks after my honeymoon, Stella and I were back in bed again. And my wife never knew I had, and continue to have, sex with her friend.

But that was several years ago. Now I was in her bathroom and watching her in her sexy yellow panties. Her back had been to me but she turned to face me. Smiling and not taking her eyes off me, Stella pulled down her panties and sat on the toilet. By then, I was on my knees in front of her.
“Watch me pee, baby” she said.

I strong stream of piss splashed into the toilet water as she emptied her bladder. It had a pungent aroma that I had come to enjoy.

Her pee sounded like it was coming out of a fire hose – long, strong and steady. If I hadn’t seen her pee before I never would have believed a bladder held that much urine. My wife never allowed me in the bathroom when she sat on the toilet and she would probably divorce me if I even hinted at what I was about to do with Stella.

Her eyes closed and her face was one of determination as she started grunting after she finished pissing. She had rolled over onto her left side, with only her left hip on the toilet seat, so that I could see her black asshole. It winked and winked with her effort until a long, brown turd slowly came out. It hung there for what seemed like a long time, then dropped into the toilet and splashed into the water.

I strong, pungent, foul aroma filled my nostrils and the air in the bathroom, all coming from Stella’s filthy asshole.

Shitting was over so quickly, it seemed, and Stella looked at me before standing. “You sure you want to do this, you nasty boy?”

“Yes, baby, please. Please let me.”

Standing, Stella turned her back to me, bent over slightly and reached back to spread as ass cheeks. She hadn’t wiped and I could see a small piece of her shit on her asshole. “Clean my ass, you dirty motherfucker. Clean my shitty ass.”

I had never heard words so wonderful, words I had wanted to hear for some long.

I had licked her asshole for years but she had always at least wiped first if she had been on the toilet. Not this time. This time she was filthy and dirty and nasty, and I was going to completely clean her with my tongue. I had wanted to do it for some time.

I put my mouth to her asshole and sucked the small piece of her shit into my hungry mouth. It was my first complete taste of shit. I pulled back a little from her butthole and rolled the shit around in my mouth, smashing it onto the roof of my mouth with my tongue. It tasted so good as I swallowed it.

Stella was still bent over but looked back and said, “You eat some of my shit?” I nodded yes as I planted my tongue back into her butthole. “You like it, don’t you?”

“Delicious,” I mumbled from deep in her ass crack. “I want more.”

I shoved my tongue up into her asshole trying to get any other shit I could. I was totally depraved and out of my mind with a sick lust I had never felt before. But I wanted to taste more of her chocolate filth. “I want more,” I said again. “I want more.”

Then she grunted again and obliged me.

I could feel her asshole opening against my mouth. And a split second later, a soft, squishy load of shit began to fill my mouth. I opened wider as Stella filled my mouth with her waste. It was like a smelly, chocolate soft-serve. I closed my eyes to savor the moment and the taste. I chewed and swallowed some of it, and then chewed and swallowed the rest. It was a taste treat and a dream come true. I ate every bit of the shit out of her ass.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Stella standing, looking down at me. She was smiling.

“You like it, huh? I thought you would when you said you wanted to clean my ass after I shit.” Then she lowered to her knees in front of me, put her hand before my head and pulled me into a long, wet kiss – our tongues dancing circles around each other.

I was shocked because I had just taken a load of her shit in my mouth and eaten it, and now she was kissing me. Hard.

“Your mouth tastes good,” she said, pulling back. “And I knew my shit tasted good and you’d like it. I’ve being eating my own shit for years. It does taste good.”

Then we rushed into her bedroom and onto her bed. She sucked my hard dick as I pulled over my shirt and then pants. I laid her on her back and she spread her legs. I looked down at the wetness of her bald pussy lips. With prefect aim, I shoved my dick in and fucked her hard, our mouths clinched together to savor more of the shitty taste in my mouth.

I soon turned her over and shoved my hard dick up she nasty asshole. I fucked her hard and the entire room smelled like her nasty shit. But I loved the foul smell and just fucked her harder.

“Oh yeah, baby. Take daddy’s hard dick in your ass.”

“Fuck my dirty ass, fuck my dirty ass. I’m daddy’s nasty girl. Fuck me.”

We came together after a pounded her hard, creaming her asshole with my seed. I pulled out and Stella turned and cleaned the shit off my dick with her mouth. We kissed again afterwards.

When we finished, I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and clean up.

Stella was still naked when she walked me to her front door as I was leaving. “You like that, don’t you?” she said.

“Yes, I do.” I said. I kissed her again and reached down to stick a finger from my right hand up her ass as I fingered her wet pussy with my left hand.

“Then come back soon and eat me,” she said after I pulled away. “Next time, I won’t poop for a day or two. That way my ass will be totally full for you.”

And I knew I’d be coming back for lots more.

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