Natalia Kapretti was an extraordinarily attractive woman, with a body that could make any man's mouth water. She was married to a man who, for whatever reason, had an unusual fetish for her being covered in shit. At first, she found it disgusting and revolting, but as time went on, she realized that this was her husband's true desire, and she had to do everything she could to fulfill it.
One day, while they were at home, Natalia decided to try and "habituate" her husband to the smell of shit by inviting him into the bathroom while she was taking a dump. She had the door open slightly, letting just enough of the smell waft into the room for him to get a whiff. As she sat on the toilet, she purposely did it slower than usual, trying to prolong the experience for him. She could hear him moaning from outside the door, his heart racing at the thought of what was happening just behind it.
Finally, she flushed the toilet, revealing her perfectly shaped ass covered in freshly excreted feces. She turned around slowly, giving him a seductive look that drove him wild. She stepped out of the bathroom and walked towards him, swaying her hips gently. His eyes were glued to her ass as she approached him, her shit-covered bottom wiggling from side to side. When she got close enough, she reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks wide open for him.
"Come on, dear," she purred, "give me your ass. It's warm and inviting." She grabbed his hand gently yet firmly and guided it towards her rear end. He hesitated at first but eventually gave in, feeling the warm, soft shit against his fingertips. It was a strange sensation that sent chills up his spine. She slowly eased his finger into her hole, and he could feel the heat emanating from within. Natalia closed her eyes and let out a groan, her body trembling slightly as she felt him exploring her insides.
"More, shit more," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. She moved away from him, her hips pushing in circles, encouraging him to keep going with two fingers inside her now. She turned around again, walking backwards towards the bedroom where they had their intimate moments. As she walked, the shit flaked off her body and scattered around them, mixing with their sweat and passion. She turned around once more, her ass pointing at him teasingly.
"Shit on me, don't be shy," she murmured, swaying her hips back and forth. He approached hesitantly at first but eventually gave in to his fetish, positioning himself behind her. He pulled his pants down and reared back, letting loose a massive load right onto her waiting ass. It was a hot, thick load that oozed down her legs and pooled on the floor. She let out a loud moan as it hit her, her whole body shivering with excitement.
He stepped back, watching as she embraced the mess that covered her body. She turned around slowly, a look of pure bliss on her face. The smell of shit filled the room, but neither of them seemed to mind. She walked towards him again, her soft, squishy body making seductive movements as she approached. She leaned forward and kissed him passionately, their kiss filled with raw desire and lust for each other's bodies and their disgusting fetish.
Slowly but surely, she made her way to the bathroom, her body slick with sweat and shit. She started by licking her fingers clean, savoring the taste of her own excrement. Next, she knelt down before the toilet and began cleaning off her husband's residue, licking him clean from head to toe. She pulled him into the toilet, making him sit on the edge as she climbed aboard.
"Clean me up, toilet slave," she commanded, her voice taking on a new authoritative tone. He didn't hesitate, knowing exactly what she wanted. He held onto her legs as he cleaned her ass, his tongue darting in and out, lapping up every last drop of shit. She moaned loudly, her climax approaching. As he licked her clean, she came hard, her body shaking violently, her legs gripping tightly around his head.
Finally, he stood up, his face and body covered in shit, a satisfied smile on his face. She looked at him and reached out to caress his cheek, her hand leaving a trail of shit behind. "You are my perfect partner," she whispered. "Now let's go get cleaned up."
And with that, they started their unusual yet thrilling journey into the world of shit fetishes together.
