The Mess

Note: This is the sequel to The Walk Home. If you haven't that story, you should start there.

Greg caught Jenny's arm as she started to rush inside. "Slow down," he said, pulling her to a stop. "No need to rush. We have all night."

Jenny spun, a desperate look in her eyes as she faced him. "I've got to go!" Her ass hurt from holding in the piss enema he had given her so long ago, and though she loved the full feeling of having her bowels filled with Greg's urine, she was desperate to relax her sphincter.

"I didn't say you could go yet," he told her, holding her eyes with his own. He smiled, a hint of mischief in his face.

"I don't think I can hold it much longer," Jenny said, turned on by his control of her, the way he was forcing his own desires upon her and how she so desperately tried to obey. She's wasn't sure if she could physically do it much longer.

"Then we'll have to take care of that." He grinned as he walked up the stairs, leading her by the hand. She thought he was taking her to the bathroom - her mind was already racing through some of the nasty things that could go on there - but to her surprise, he led her into her own room. There was a duffle bag on the floor that she didn't recognize, and a large one at that.

"Take off your clothes," Greg ordered. There was a sternness in his voice that was not to be disobeyed. "And lean over the side of the bed, hands on the mattress, legs spread."

Jenny never once even considered it - her panties were off and her bra tossed away in moments, and she assumed the position demanded of her. She could hear Greg shuffling through the strange duffle behind her, and but all of her concentration was focused on holding in her assful of piss. Bent over as she was, it was even more difficult.

For a moment, she thought that she had finally lost control - she felt her sphincter opening slightly, and a sudden heat filling her asshole. It took her a moment to realize that it was something thick and hard entering her bum, not the enema shooting out. She didn't turn to look, but she could tell what it was, her ass was well use to butt-plugs to know the feel of one prying her rear apart. She cooed with pleasure at the incredible sensation; it was well lubed, she could tell, but slid in with amazing ease. She guessed that her tired ass was not offering much resistance.

She sucked in a her breath as she felt the toy sliding in deeper and deeper, prying her asshole further apart. She forced herself to relax, something she had learned to do years ago when she first started penetrating her ass herself. Her anus was stretching to the limits, and she had taken some large insertions before, but nothing like the thing Greg was forcing inside of her now.

Grunting, wanting to take it all because she knew he wanted her to, Jenny leaned back hard against the invader and pushed with her bowels. She felt a hot jet squirt from her ass as she muscular ring opened wider, and the very last of the plug plunged into her ass. Her anus squealed shut on the thick base of the plug, holding the giant toy firmly in her rectum. She felt fuller then she had ever known, and though it was a bit uncomfortable for her, it was so damn sexy, too!

She still felt the need to shit, obviously, but the plug was so large, there was no danger of it coming out accidentally. She wondered briefly just how easily it would come out when she actually wanted to expel it, but the thought pass quickly.

"Turn around."

She stood and turned to face Greg, who was holding up his arm. A thin spray of golden brown liquid covered his forearm. Jenny knew immediately it was the pee that had escaped her ass and that he was not simply showing it to her. Without being told to do so, Jenny leaned in and licked the liquid away, making sure to lap up every drop of the bitter, salty liquid.

When she was done, Greg smiled. "Feel better now, all stuffed up?"

Jenny nodded and smiled.

"Good. I think it's time we pop this cherry of yours," he said, casually reaching his hand down between her legs to cup her hot, wet loins. She shuddered at his touch, her legs threatening to give way beneath her. She had been desperate for a cum since he had paid her for a blow job in the bar, and ever since, he had been turning her on more and more, teasing her insensately. Jenny was surprised her didn't cum right then, from his touch.

Jenny reached down and began unhooking Greg's belt, then pulled his jeans, still wet from when she had pissed on him earlier, down to his ankles. He stepped out, his hard cock smacking her cheek as he did so. He sat down on her bed, his back against her headboard and his legs straight down the mattress. He signaled her to get on.

She was a bit nervous as she mounted his legs and positioned herself above his hard cock. While she had been fucking her cunt with numerous toys, tools, and other phallic things for years now, she was still technically a virgin, and she was about to give that to someone she had only just met face to face. And yet, somehow, it felt right that it would be with Greg, someone as dirty and perverse as she was, if not more so. Someone who could give her everything she wanted, things that most people would never do. He had already fulfilled several of her fantasies already - if there was anyone who should be her first, true fuck, it was Greg.

And with that though, she lowered her body down onto his, her cunt sliding down on a real cock for the first time in her life. There was no sharp pain, so ripping, no blood at all - her pussy was much too well used to any of that - put there was an incredible sensation of change inside of her. She did not feel like anything was lost, but that, in some way, she had gained something she had never had before.

It was difficult to take all of his cock into her. The head of his dick penetrated her wet box easily enough, but after if began to slip in, there was a strange resistance, and Jenny realized the thick plug in her ass was the culprit. She reached around and held the base with her fingers, and she gently shifted the plug's position so that the bulge of it leaned towards her rear. It was enough, but barely, for her to get the rest of Greg's dick inside of her.

She moaned like a porn star as Greg's cock filled her hot pussy. She had thought herself full before, but now, with the addition of his dick, she felt bloated and stretched from the inside, a strange and wonderful feeling. She her crotch rested on his thighs, the whole of his prick buried up in her body, Jenny sat in stillness, relished the incredible fullness in her body.

Greg's hands were all over her naked skin, his fingers caressing her shoulders and back and breasts as his mouth worked each nipple in turn, sucking and nibbling one for a few moments only to switch attention to the other as the mood struck him. He seemed content to play with her body and let her get use to having his cock in her.

Jenny's fingers slid into the wet tangles of his hair, damp from the shower she had given him earlier; she sucked her fingers, lavishing in the salty taste that lingered on her skin. And then, she rose up a little, beginning the first fuck of her life.

Greg's hands immediately cupped her ass and began to lift her up, and then let her down again, adding a bit of intensity to her movement. Her perky tits bouncing in rhythm with her fucking, he nipped at them like a puppy at a leash; sometimes his teeth found their mark, paining gnashing down on her hard, pointy nipples, marking her squeal with delight at the sharp agony. He was begin a bit rough with her, but not overly much, and she loved it.

Jenny set the pace, but Greg's hands on her ass continued to pulled her up and down, quickening the speed and intensity of their sex until she was bouncing in his lap as fast as she could, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as though for dear life, and her voice spilling out in a constant undulation of moans, groans, and shouts of complete pleasure. With his face buried in her tits, Greg freely bit and sucked at her breasts, tugging harshly on her nipples if he got a good hold. Her orgasm mounting in leaps and bounds, her head feeling light, as though she was close to passing out, Jenny's body pounded hard and fast against Greg's, forcing his cock hard against the plug in her ass.

And suddenly, Greg's hands grabbed her waist and forced her to complete stop. It was almost painful, going from such amazing pleasure, being so close to exploding in the most mind-blowing climax ever, to absolutely nothing. Her cunt was hotter then she had ever known, and her desperation for satisfaction was so overwhelming, she couldn't even speak coherently. Her mind was reeling, and she kept trying to start fucking the cock inside of her, but Greg held her tight and kept her still.

After a few moments, her pleasure ebbing and the impending climax slowly fading back to nothing, leaving her all the more horny, Greg spoke. "Did you ever imagine your first time would be like this? Fucking a guy with a plug in your butt and an ass full of piss?"

Jenny shook her head. God, she wanted to fuck!

"Want to cum, don't you?"

Jenny nodded.

"Me too! But not yet. Not for a while yet."

Jenny groaned in desperation and buried her head into his shoulder. "God, Greg, please! I'm so fucking close!"

"You're not nearly desperate enough yet," he said.

Not quite understanding, but too horny to care, Jenny hadn't noticed that Greg's hands no longer surrounded her waist. She was suddenly aware of his fingers prying her ass cheeks apart and then a sharp tug, one hard pull on the plug which ripped the thick thing from her ass. She grunted from the surprise of it, the feeling of her ass being suddenly stretched so incredibly wide open, but amazingly, it wasn't that painful. Her enema exploded in a rush from her ass, her gaping anus to wrecked to hold anything in.

It felt like she was cumming, like her ass was orgasming - it was the only way she could think to describe the incredible sensation of relief, the wonderful emptying of her body. It all rushed out of her in one wild, uncontrollable moment. She was vaguely aware that she was shitting out her enema all over her bed, and in some part of her mind, she knew that after the first rush of hot liquid, it wasn't just piss flowing from her body, and as the second stretched out and piled up, the enema was gone and shit was flowling freely from her body and onto her mattress, but she didn't care. Her body was enflamed by the pleasure of the release and the utter filth and nastiness of not only shitting on her bed, but of doing so in front of another person, while in the middle of fucking someone, sent her mind spinning.

She could feel Greg's hands sliding across her tits. She could feel the heat on her skin as he coated the tender flesh with her own foul shit. It made her even hotter. One finger slid across her bottom lip, and she could taste the bitter, earthy coating it was smearing there. She captured that finger in her mouth, moaning in ecstacy as she sucked on the filthy digit, her mouth filing with the vile, dirty taste of her own shit. Her pussy quivered around Greg's pulsating cock; they weren't moving at all inside of each other, but she was slowly getting close to cumming again. She sucked hard on his finger, an chunks of her crap her pulled from his skin and filled her mouth.

His finger was gone, and then his hand was on the back of her head, pulling her lips down hard onto his. Their tongues met, savagely, fiercely, lapping back and forth between their mouths, sharing the taste and flavor of her ass between them. Greg hungily sought the bits of her shit she had sucked from his finger, and she pushed them into his mouth, only to suck them back again.

And then she felt his hand again, a thick, hot smack on her cheek and he pressed a whole handful of her wet mess against her face. His hand moved across her face, into her hair and down her neck, smearing her with her excrement, their kiss becoming all the more passionate and desperate as he did so. His hand trailed down her back, leaving a dark brown path behind, marking its passage.

Without breaking from his kiss, Jenny reached round beneath her ass, her fingers dipping into the hot wet pool that formed between Greg's legs. Her hands found a thick, muddy chuck and slapped it against Greg's chest and began to spread it around as he had done to her.

She pulled back a bit and smiled at him. She held his eyes with hers as she lowered her face down to his chest and began to lap at the brown smear she had made on his skin. She had left a thick layer of shit on his chest, and as she licked through it, it piled up on her tongue and smeared across her face, leaving dirty brown patched on the skin Greg had not yet coated.

A small mound held on her tongue, Jenny looked into Greg's face as she pulled the mess into her mouth, moaning with delight as her lips closed around the thick, heavy mass. While she had played with her own shit before, and had even licked a few of her turds while masterbating, she had never bitten into her shit, had never had a mouthful like she had now. The hot slimy mess tasted ghastly in her mouth, bitter and earthy, but it made her so hot, made her pussy gush and tighten around the hot shaft buried inside of her, and the look of lust in Greg's eyes made her hotter then anything she had ever known. She felt no revulsion when she began to chew the dirty muck in her mouth, only incredible, undeniable pleasure and longing. She had wanted to do this for so long, to go beyond everything she had ever done before, but she hadn't wanted to do it alone. Having Greg here, sharing this wonderful moment of complete fulfillment with her was by far the greatest experience of her life.

"God," Greg moaned as she watched her chewing her mouthful of shit, dark brown streams trickling from the corner of her crap-stained lips, "that's so fucking hot!"

She opened her mouth, revealing the mushed up mess of shit that coated her teeth and lips. His body shook as he moaned his delight at sight of it, and again he pulled her into him, crushing their shit-coated bodies together in a tight embrace as their mouths met once more. The mess passed between them as their tongue sought each other's; liquifided crap poured out of theirs, splashing down on their naked bodies as the chewed up chucks passed back and forth. Sometimes they would break away, and whoever had the piece would continue to chew it up until the other resumed the kiss. More then once, either Jenny or Greg would reach down to the mattress to pick up another piece of Jenny's crap to replenish the supply that had diminished, either by flowing out of their mouths or being swallowed down little by little.

They broke apart at last, either faces truly coated with shit, both of them panting and gasping. "Oh fuck," Jenny swore. "I'm so fucking turned on!"

Greg grinned at her, "And we've only just begun."

Jenny laughed a bit, a wild, crazed giggle of lust, "I want to cum, Greg. Please let me cum. Oh god, please let me cum!"

Greg shook his head. "No! It's so much better to let this drag out," he said softly. "Let it really build up until you fucking explode!"

Though she didn't want to admit it, Jenny saw the truth behind what he said. From her own experience, she knew that when she came after a messy, dirty masturbation, though it was so incredibly wonderfully, the appeal of it all evaporate completely. On fire with lust as she was now, she doubted such a thing would be sustained if she orgasmed; after climaxing, she thought she would be hard pressed to want to continue such dirty delights, as amazing as it was. She would want to clean up and go to sleep.

So she smiled at Greg and nodded. "I'm going to get off of you, now," she said, slowly raising up from his cock. They went slowly, pausing often to keep from inadvertently causing one of them to orgasm. It was funny, in a way, and fun trying not to cum, especially when even the slight caress of her cunt sliding off of his cock was almost enough to make either of them explode into orgasm.

They stood next to the bed, caressing each other with shitty fingers, smearing the mess around each other's naked bodies. Slow and gentle, caring even, in their touch, the slowness calmed both of them while still giving rise to their desire. Jenny looked down at herself and saw she was brown from her shoulders to her waist; she knew her face was coated as well. She stole a quick glance in the mirror on the wall, just to see what she looked like. She didn't recognize the girl she saw there, body and hair plastered with shit - it was someone else, someone beautiful and sexy and alive with passion Jenny had never known before. She was amazed to see what she had become, how this one act had transformed her. She loved it.

Turning back to Greg, she asked, "What next?"

Greg arched an eyebrow at her. "Taking the lead, am I?" He was smiling, though, letting her know he had no problem doing so, if that is what she wanted, but neither would he mind her guiding them.

"You paid," Jenny replied with a shrug. "You get to do to me whatever you want." She meant it, too. She knew Greg and trusted him. He might take her on the wildest trip of her life, and he might push every boundary she had, few as they were, but she would love every minute of it and felt that he would never cross the line if there was even a line left to cross.

"Well," Greg said, "if that's the case, I want to shit in your mouth."

Jenny could not contain the grin, or the excitement behind it. After everything she had just done, opening her mouth for someone to actually shit in was still far beyond it all, and the idea of it thrilled her. She had always wondered what she would do if in a situation like this - she had fantasized about it numerous times, but she was curious as to what reality would really be. Now she knew what she would do.

She sat down on the floor, leaning her weight back on her arms, and, tilting her head back, opened her mouth as wide as she could. Greg just grinned at her for a few seconds, then turned and backed his ass up to her mouth. Jenny leaned into his presented ass and licked at his hole, making his moan with pleasure as she rimmed his ass. It felt excitingly dirty to be lapping at his shitter, which Jenny found amusing since the taste of her own shit still lingered in her mouth.

She shifted her weight to one arm and reached up with the other hand, pressing a finger against Greg's bum until his anus parted and her already dirty digit slipped in completely. The tip of her finger touched something hot and hard inside, his shit, she knew, and she pressed deeper, mashing her finger into it, spearing his turd even as it moved through his bowels.

He grunted and pushed, and as his crap moved outwards, it engulfed her finger and began to push her back out. She withdrew and inspected her probing finger, which was coated with a thick mass of Greg's shit. She moaned as she sniffed it, inhaling the deep, hearty scent of his ass. It was better of her then her own shit had been, more dirty and forbidden, and much more exciting. She wanted to suck her finger clean, but in the end, decided simply to tease her cunt with her filthy finger, making sure to rub briefly before taking away the foulness that so quickly brought her to the brink of climax. She wanted her first taste if Greg's scat to be directly from the source.

He pushed again and the tip of her treasure emerged from his anus, slowly slithering out, stretching his shit-hole wide as the thick, hefty turd breached the muscular ring. It was rigid and solid, very dark with a heavy stench that made Jenny's cunt quiver and her body swoon. Greg's crap moved quickly, growing longer and thicker by the moment, and Jenny positioned her opened mouth just beneath the tip, letting it come to her and enter her waiting orifice. It passed her lips, and her heart race with eager anticipation as the blunt head reached down into her mouth and pressed into her tongue, blasting her taste buds with overwhelming flavor. She wrapped her lips about it, careful not to break it off, and gently sucked on it like she would if she were blowing a cock.

Turned on more then ever, Jenny's cunt was on fire for attention. Her clit was throbbing, aching for just a touch to send her over the edge, screaming in one long, massive orgasm. But she held back and concentrated fully on accepting Greg's shit into her mouth. Intense and pleasurable beyond words, this was the most intimate moment she had ever shared with another person. She was taking his filth, his dirty, his excrement into her body, feeding off his waste and letting the feel of it, the taste of it, excite her in ways she never knew possible. She felt more connected to Greg in that moment, through the shit that joined her mouth with his ass, then she had ever felt with any person, all the friends throughout her life - no one had ever been so close as she felt with him now. Taking his cock in her cunt, losing her virginity to him, that was nothing compared to this, now.

She moved her lips up and down the shaft gingerly, and let the natural movement of Greg's bowels push the massive log deeper into her mouth. Her lips extended to encompass the thickening girth of it and he shit his mass deeper into her mouth and back into her throat. When it could go no further back, his shit began to smush up and filler her mouth, bulging out her lips to invade ever bit of her mouth. When the turd finally ended, two inched jutted out from Jenny's lips, unable to fit in her mouth.

But Greg wasn't finished. He continued to shit out several, smaller, softer turds that splattered against Jenny's face and chest and tumbled down her across her boobs to land on her legs and thighs. When he was finished, her turned back and looked at her, her mouth completely filled with his shit and her body a mess of both of their crap.

"Chew it," he ordered, and Jenny complied. The first few bites sent more chunks of his scat falling from her mouth to smear across her tits, but as the mouthful got more manageable, she was able to chomp away, spreading the foul flavor around her mouth. She moaned, her body tingling with delight and desire as the taste washed over her. She reached up and began to smear his shit into her body, adding it to the thick mass that already coated her tits and stomach. She wide his crap along her thighs, which were already wet with her juices and smeared easily, leaving wet gooey patches against her skin.

The mass in her mouth was shrinking by the second as it squished together and smeared out of her lips; when tolerable amounts were in the right position in the back of her throat, she swallowed them down. Each bit of shit she ate, made her shudder as a bolt of pleasure pulsed through her body. She never before thought that the act of eating could be so delightful, but actually chewing and swallowing Greg's shit turned her on so much.

"Open," he said, and Jenny immediately opened her mouth wide to show the much smaller sticky, dirty mass of shit that sat in her mouth. The lust was obvious in his eyes; seeing her display his chewed up shit was as much a turn on for him as it was for her.

With a flash of speed Jenny had not expected, Greg grabbed her head and pulled her face down onto his hard cock, shoving his dick as deep into her mouth as he could. He pushed the thick lump of shit to the very back of her mouth, and his cock held it there, making Jenny gag. He pulled her face harder into his body, thrusting his cock a little more into her throat, and then he held it there. She gagged again, and a third time. Then she heaved, her stomach unleashing a torrent of puke up to dislodge the thing in her throat.

Her vomit washed up around his cock, flooded her mouth, and exploded from her lips, splashing onto his thighs and crotch and pouring down her face and onto her body. Greg released her a little, and she coughed up the thick mass of shit. She began to work the wad in her mouth, using her cheeks and tongue to smear the malleable lump up and down on Greg's hard shaft. The taste of her vomit spread through her mouth, the acidic bile mixing with the earthy flavor of shit. She felt the hot, liquid mass rolling down her body, tingling against her skin, especially around her sensitive nipples.

Greg shoved his cock deep into her throat again, and once more and fountain of puke erupted from Jenny's stomach and pour out from her lips all over her body again. It was brown, colored with all the shit she had eaten, and smelled worse then anything Jenny had known. The smell alone was making her want to heave, and tasting the vileness as she continued to suck Greg's cock put her over the edge again, and a third wave of nausea struck her.

Greg pulled out of her mouth, his cock coated with a thick layer of shit while gooey strings of puke hung from his shaft. Jenny's shit-covered skin was wet with her bile. The hot mass clung to her chin and rolled slowly down across her body, sliding down her sensual curves and gliding steadily on to her crotch. She pulled her legs together and the vile mess began to pool in her lap. She could feel it trickling down between her legs, across her crotch in a slow stream. The acidic slime caressed her tender pussy flesh, making it tingle and burn, sweet agonizing pleasure! More then ever she wanted to plunge her hand down into her crotch and finger her clint until she exploded. Even now, her tights clutched tight together, she moved her legs up and down against each other and felt her climax mounting, rising steadily onwards to inescapable bliss.

"God, you look so fucky sexy," Greg moaned as his eyes wandered up and down her body. "Just looking at you makes me want to cum. Cover with shit and puke, tears in your eyes," he spoke, his voice husk; a seductive whisper. Vomiting always made Jenny tear up and cry; her breath was still coming in heaving, shuddering sobs; she was vaguely aware of the hot tears burning her eyes and streaking through the shit-coating on her cheeks, but Greg seemed enthralled by them. He knelt down, his legs settling to the floor on either side of her own, his hard cock sliding down through the cleavage of her tits and settling into the mess of shit and puke in her lap as his ass rested on her thighs. He leaned in and kissed her again, more fire and passion in his lips then before, and once more Jenny was swept away by the tide of fire and intimacy that bound her and him together in this moment. Nothing felt more right and wonderful then this moment, and her body responded, calling out for release and pleasure. She hurt with desire, and every moment her lips lingered on his, her tongue entwined with his own, increased the mounting agony.

"I need it," she breathed when their lips parted. "I need it! Please, Greg, fuck me! Make me cum! God I need to cum so bad, I can't stand it any more!"

He smiled at her. "That's what I wanted to hear." He stood and picked her up from the floor and led her back to the bed. Jenny sat down on the edge of the mattress and Greg pushed her back so that she was lying down, her legs over the side, feet still on the floor. Jenny was resting in the pool of piss and shit she had expelled from her ass before, and she lavished in the feel of it against her body, soaking it in and slathering it against her hot flesh.

Greg spread her legs wide, puke and shit falling from her thighs to splat of the floor beneath her. She felt him shifting to scoop the mess up, and then his hand slid across her cunt, smearing the dirty filth of shit and vomit across her sex. She purred with pleasure as bliss shook her body. She felt his fingers probing her slit, felt as they pressed chunks of scat against her opening and then gently pressed them deep into her body as she accepted his shit into her once again. He was filler her cunt now, slowly, making sure to go slow to arouse her passion without making her cum. Every muscle in her body, every inch of her flesh screamed for satisfaction, and Jenny moaned and grunted her lust, but Greg moved with agonizing slowness, dragging out every little piece of shit her slipped up her hot cunt, every drip of her puke her let fall across her soaking sensitive clit.

Hours later it seemed in her state of exhilarating torture, Jenny felt Greg shift again, and he was standing between her knees, his hand slowly pump his cock. She could see the thick mass of shit in his palm. Her mouth watered at the sight of him stroking it against his hard cock has she jerked off with a handful of shit. His shaft and head were coated completely in filth, and she stared, enthralled, and he pumped back and forth, back and forth, adding layer upon layer of filth to his dick with ever pass.

"Yes," she purred, watching him. "Shove it in me. Shove that dirty cock up my shit filled hole!"

Greg grinned, loving the way she talked. "You ready to get shit-fucked, Jenny? Only the second time you've had a real cock in your pussy, and it's covered in shit. You love it don't you?"

"Yes!" she moaned, "god, yes. Do it! Shit-fuck me. Shit-fuck me!"

Greg leaned forward, spearing her cunt with one quick thrust. The hot mush inside of expanded as Greg's cock pressed into the mud, smearing it out around his shaft. Her cunt was full, and the access oozed out of her and coated her thighs as their bodies collided.

Greg leaned down on top of her, pressing their shitty bodies together. He held his hand, the one he had been jerking his cock with, up to Jenny's mouth as he began to fuck her hard and fast. Jenny's lips parted and she kissed his palm, her mouth engulfing as much of the dirty flesh as she could get and her tongue slipped out to lap at the filth on his hand, letting the wonderful taste fill her existence.

She came hard, her body jerking and bucking beneath Greg as her hips slammed against him in rhythm with his fucking. She screamed into his hand as she continued to lick and suck his dirty palm, sucking away chunks of scat from his flesh and swallowing it down as much as she could, each bite making her climax all the more incredible. She came again and again, one orgasm crashing into her just as the last began to ebb in a seemingly infinite continuum. Time was lost, and all she was aware of was the pleasure washing through her, the test and texture of the shit in her mouth, and the heat and closeness of the body pressed on top of her and plunging so hard in and out of her own.

Even after he last climax swept through her, her body shook with hundreds of small, pleasant after-shocks, leaving her panting and sweating. Greg's lips were once more on her own, and their mouths were working hard against each other, once more sharing a shitty-kiss, passing back and forth a small bit of the foulness between them. He was no longer inside of her; Jenny could feel his cock slowly wilting against her thighs and she felt the hot splatter of his cum up and down her body. She hadn't felt it happen, but at some point during her own climax, Greg must have pulled out and shot his load on her, bathing her. There was a lot of it, she could tell; several long white trails streaked across the shit-coating on her skin, marking her from cunt to tits; a few blasts had even hit her face and she could feel them dribbling down her cheek even now.

She didn't at all feel disgusted by what they had done, as was sometime the case when she climaxed at the end of such dirty play. In fact, she did not even feel the overwhelming need to shower and rinse her mouth. She was completely satisfied just as she was, there and now, embraced with her new lover and sharing the most intense of kisses.

At last, they broke apart, and Greg settled down on the bed and Jenny shifted to accompany him, snuggling together, her head resting on his chest. "That was amazing!" she said finally, her fingers idly massaging his cum into the shit on her body.

"Yeah! Better then you expected?"

"Better then I could ever hope to imagine!"

"Good. Glad you enjoyed it!"

"Oh yeah, I did!"

"Does this mean we can do it again?"

"It means we better do it again before you leave!" Jenny insisted.

Greg chucked and played with her hair as best he was able, pastered together as it was with their crap. "We have a lot of playing to do before then," he said. "This was only the beginning. We are going to do everything you have every fantasized about, and probably some things you never even dreamed of."

Jenny giggled at that. "I'm not sure we have the time!"

"Don't worry about that. We have all the time we need."

They snuggled together, enjoying the warmth and closeness of their naked, dirty bodies pressed together. Greg suggested they should clean up a bit, but Jenny was reluctant to end the embrace, and they ended up falling asleep just as they were, covered in their filth and shit and lying in on a mattress flooded by Jenny's piss enema.

It was the best night of sleep either of them had every gotten.

Next: The Kidnapping