College Girls Extreme: An Erotic Story
It was the end of the week, and the girls of the exclusive sorority Kappa Lambda Theta were eagerly anticipating their weekly tradition: the shit-eating contest held in their secret chamber. The room, located deep within the bowels of the abandoned fraternity house next door, had been their sanctuary ever since they discovered it during pledge week.
Emily, the president of Kappa Lambda Theta, led her fellow sisters down the dark, musty corridor to the hidden door. Once inside, they could hear low moans coming from within the chamber as the sounds of soft, wet farts filled the air. The smell was repulsive to anyone who wasn't partaking in this particular ritual.
Each girl had eagerly prepared for tonight's event by stuffing their faces with nothing but junk food and laxatives all day long. Their bellies were distended and uncomfortable, but they knew that soon they would be unburdened in the most satisfying way possible. They filed into the room, eyes wide with excitement at the sight before them: a long, narrow table covered in plastic. In the center sat a massive toilet bowl, filled almost to the brim with glistening fresh shit.
Emily, wearing nothing but a tiny thong and a wide grin, climbed onto the table and sank down between two massive piles of feces. The guys sitting around the table, who had been eagerly waiting for their turn, grinned back, knowing what was about to happen. The girls eagerly waited their turn, fidgeting awkwardly on the edge of the table, wondering who would be the first to give in to their desires.
When it was her turn, each girl straddled the toilet, bracing herself as memories of the previous times she had engaged in this activity flooded back: the ecstasy of submitting to her base desires, the hot, thick slime coating her ass and spreading between her ass cheeks, the satisfying squelch it made as she sat down on the plunger...
One by one, the girls lowered themselves onto the cold, hard plunger, gasping in pleasure as they were filled with warm, steaming shit. They moaned and wriggled, grinding their pussies against the cool toilet seat while the guys around them cheered them on. For Emily, this was the highlight of her week - the power she held over these young men, the way they worshipped her ass and the shit that came from it.
As the last girl was filled to capacity and the room echoed with cries of ecstasy, Emily stood, making her way towards the table of guys. One by one, she directed them to lie down, instructing them to prepare themselves for their reward. She positioned herself over the first guy and slowly sank down, her wet, sticky sex grinding against his mouth, teasing him with the promise of what was to come.
"Suck it clean," she cooed, before releasing a torrent of diarrhea straight into his eagerly awaiting mouth. He lapped at it greedily, reaching up to touch the warm, sloppy liquid coating his face. Emily moved on to the next guy, repeating the process until every single one of them had been covered in her filth. She stepped back, surveying her handiwork, a satisfied smile on her face.
The guys lay there, panting with exertion, their faces coated in the sticky, sweet-smelling mess that was Emily's gift to them. For the rest of the night, they would remain there, drinking beer and masturbating into the stinking mess that covered their bodies. It was the closest thing to heaven these guys would ever experience.
And so, another weekly ritual at the exclusive Kappa Lambda Theta sorority came to an end. As the girls filed out of the room, arm in arm, giggling and whispering about the fun they'd had, they knew that next week, they would do it all again. Because for these girls - and for the guys who loved them - there was nothing quite like sharing a toilet and a pile of fresh shit.
