As I was scrolling through my phone, a message from my neighbor caught my eye. Jessica, the girl who lived across the hall from me, had sent a rather peculiar message. She apologized for not inviting me over earlier and said she had something she wanted to show me. Intrigued, I put on a pair of sneakers and headed over to her apartment.
Up until this point, I'd never really thought of Jessica as being particularly kinky. She was always friendly and outgoing, but never overly flirtatious or provocative. Her apartment door was slightly ajar when I arrived, so I pushed it open and stick my head inside. "Hey Jessica, what's going on?"
Jessica, who was sitting on her couch, turned around to face me. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked nervous. "Come in, come in," she said, patting the spot next to her. I sat down and she took my hand in hers, squeezing it reassuringly. "I've been wanting to talk to you about something for a while now," she began. "And I think you'll find it...interesting."
She let go of my hand and stood up, revealing that she was wearing a short, black dress that barely covered her slender legs. Her arms were crossed across her chest, pulling the fabric tight against her breasts. "Follow me," she said, leading me down a dimly lit hallway. At the end of the hallway was a door with a large, round stain on it. Jessica opened the door and stepped aside, revealing a messy bedroom with clothes scattered everywhere. In the middle of the room was a large folio covering something on the floor.
My curiosity was piqued as I walked towards the folio. As I got closer, I could see that something dark was staining the fabric. Suddenly, I realized what it was - shit! My heart started racing as I lifted a corner of the folio, revealing Jessica's steaming pile of feces. It was large, and I could see her brown eyes staring back at me from within.
"Oh my God, Jessica. What happened here?" I stammered, taking a step back. "Did you...poop on purpose?"
Jessica let out a soft sigh and walked over to stand next to me. She placed her hand on my shoulder and squeezed gently. "I'm really glad you're here," she said softly. "I've had this fantasy for such a long time, and I was nervous to talk about it with anyone else."
I swallowed hard, still unable to believe what I was seeing. But something about the way Jessica was looking at me, with those big brown eyes filled with both fear and excitement, made me feel almost...horny. "Go on," I managed to say, my voice trembling slightly.
"Well," Jessica began, dropping her hand from my shoulder and placing it on her own hip. "I've always been really curious about scat play. You know, where people find pleasure in...other people's poop." She blushed deeply, but didn't look away from me. "And I thought, why not try it with you? We're neighbors, we're close, and we both know our fantasies."
My heart was hammering in my chest as I processed her words. This was something completely outside of my realm of experience, but there was something about Jessica's honesty and vulnerability that was turning me on. "And what...what did you have in mind?" I managed to say.
"Well..." Jessica bit her lip, looking down at the floor for a moment before meeting my eyes again. "I thought maybe you could...dig into that with me, you know? And we could both...enjoy ourselves." She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with nervous anticipation.
I felt a sudden surge of lust as I took in her suggestive pose and the look of desire in her eyes. "Alright," I said, my voice little more than a whisper. "Show me what you have in mind."
Without another word, Jessica moved towards the pile of feces and knelt down. She reached behind her and unclasped her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool around her knees. Beneath the dress, she was wearing nothing but a lace thong. Slowly, she reached into the pile with one hand and scooped out a handful of steaming shit, holding it out to me.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of her shit against my skin. "Open your eyes," I heard Jessica whisper. Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked down at her hand, still holding the feces aloft. Then I opened my mouth and leaned forward, letting the shit fall onto my tongue.
It tasted foul and bitter, but also oddly arousing. As I swallowed, Jessica let out a soft moan of pleasure. "So good..." she murmured, her eyes closed in bliss. "But there's more..."
She reached back into the pile again, this time pulling out a long, brown turd. It was soft and pliable in her hand, and she rubbed it against her lips and tongue before slowly pushing it into her mouth. As she did so, she opened her eyes and looked at me, a mixture of shock and desire on her face.
For the next few minutes, we delved deeper into this taboo world together. We ate each other's shit, we fingered ourselves with it, we even licked each other's asses clean. It was a perverse dance of pleasure and disgust, and I found myself lost in it.
Finally, we collapsed onto the floor, panting and smeared with feces. It was the most intense sexual experience of my life, and I couldn't believe I'd just shared it with my sweet, innocent neighbor.
As we lay there, Jessica looked up at me with a smile. "Thank you," she whispered. "That was...amazing." She crawled over to me and wrapped her arms around me, nuzzling her face into my neck. "Do you think we can do it again sometime?"
