Samantha lay back on the cool marble floor of her luxurious bathroom, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had been having strange urges lately – urges that were dark, taboo, and incredibly arousing. The thought of defiling herself with her own feces had consumed her mind almost constantly for weeks now.
Her body trembled as she shoved her finger into her rectum, feeling the heat of her own body against her sensitive skin. She gasped at the intense pleasure/pain that shot through her as she opened herself up to the forbidden desires within. Slowly, she pushed the soft, warm turd out of her anus and onto the cool marble floor.
She let out a long, low moan at the sight of her feces smeared across the pristine surface. It was dirty, disgusting – and yet somehow incredibly alluring. She leaned forward, picking up a handful of the soft, warm feces with her fingers and smearing them across her lips sensually. Her tongue darted out to taste the dirtiness of it all; the salty, metallic flavor mixed with the richness of her own body caused waves of heat to wash over her.
She felt herself getting wet between her legs at the realization that this was what she wanted – what she needed. She sank to her knees, her fingers diving back into the warm pile of feces as she began to play with it, molding it between her fingers. She moaned again as she rubbed some of the feces against her clit, feeling the rough texture against her sensitive skin.
Her hips began to move instinctively, her hand mirroring the actions of the man she would have ordinarily invited in for this kind of depravity. She was fully immersed in this newfound kink now – there was no going back. The more she played with her own feces, the more aroused she became.
Closing her eyes, Samantha pictured herself as a Kaviar Babe – one of those famous hookers who'd specialize in shitting on rich clients as part of their services. She could just hear the voice of her pimp now, encouraging her to go further, to push herself even deeper into this filthy, taboo world.
Her breathing became ragged, her entire body trembling with anticipation as she finally reached down and inserted a finger into her anus, feeling the warmth of her own feces stretching her tight opening. The thought of taking it all back inside her, of filling herself up with the dirty evidence of her own desires sent shivers of pleasure through her entire body.
She gripped the base of her own cock, stroking it slowly as she lowered herself down onto her finger, feeling the cool feces slick against her tender skin. She began to RockBackAndForth against the finger, feeling herself getting closer and closer to the edge of orgasm with each passing moment.
With a shout of release, Samantha came hard, her body shaking with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her. She collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily as she looked down at the filthy mess she'd made of herself. It was perfect – it was exactly what she needed.
As she stared at the dirt and filth covering her body and the cool marble floor beneath her, Samantha knew that she would never be able to go back to her old life – not now that she'd tasted this forbidden sweetness. She was a Kaviar Babe now, through and through, and there was no turning back.
