Nadja Azagthoth was a stunning woman, with long flowing hair that seemed to glow in the dim light of her boudoir. Her body was voluptuous, curvy and generous, with ample breasts and a soft, rounded stomach that flowed into plump, jiggly thighs. She wore little more than a sheer, filmy teddy that revealed her every curve and contour, hinting at the hidden delights beneath.
The man she called Mike was lying beneath her, his eyes wide with lust and amazement. He couldn't believe his luck - here he was, nestled between the lush cushions of Nadja's thick, bouncing ass, feeling the heat of her body and the power of her massive full moon shit pushing against his straining cock. As she sank further down onto him, opening herself up even more, he felt his head disappear into the warm, moist depths of her ass, the cool air replaced by the velvety swirl of her bowels.
The stunning BBW giggled, feeling the weight of her body pressing down on him. "You like this, don't you?" She purred, her voice low and sensual. "You like being fucked by my fat ass while I shit all over you?" She shifted her hips, grinding him deeper into her gut, and he felt a warm gush of liquid hit his bellybutton, spreading outwards to slicken her skin and his.
Nadja laughed again, the sound deep and throaty, echoing around the room. "You're such a mess now..." She said, running her fingers through the muddy, shitty mess coating his chest. "But it's so hot..." She moaned, arching her back and pushing her ass even harder against him.
Mike couldn't speak, couldn't think - all he could do was feel, as her warm, supple flesh enveloped him and her steady stream of full moon shit coated him from head to toe. It felt incredible, like nothing else he'd ever experienced before - and he knew in that moment that he would never go back to normal sex again. This was what he needed, what he craved - the intensity of her love, the intoxicating scent of her shit, the feel of her body moving on top of him.
As she continued to ride him, grinding her ass down onto his cock and pushing wave after wave of filthy, smelly shit into his mouth, he felt himself losing control. His cock twitched and throbbed inside her, feeling the walls of her rectum clenching around him, milking him for all he was worth. It was an experience unlike any other, and he knew he would never forget it.
Finally, as the last shudder of pleasure passed through him, Nadja relaxed her body and slumped forward, resting her weight on Mike's chest. Her massive ass cheeks spread wide, revealing the sticky, shitty mess covering both their bodies. She laughed again, this time exhausted and content. "I think we need a bath," She murmured, letting out a long, satisfied sigh.
Mike looked up at her, his eyes filled with wonder and admiration. "What ever you want, Nadja," he said, his voice hoarse with need. "You can have anything you want."
And as she smiled down at him, there was no doubt in his mind that she knew exactly what she wanted - and that he was more than willing to give it to her, for as long as she needed to take it.
