In the midst of their luxurious lifestyle, Jessica, an attractive young woman in her early twenties, had found a way to keep her sugar daddy happy. She had become his toilet slave, at his beck and call for every filthy desire he could muster. He had dreamed of sampling her exquisite ass, and she knew it. As they sat in a plush restaurant, she felt him stare at her bottom, hungrily eyeing the delicious treat.
Dressed in a short skirt, her round ass cheeks pressed tightly together as she teasingly crossed and uncrossed her legs, taunting him. She turned to face him with a coy smile, knowing full well what he wanted. "Well, aren't you going to ask me nicely?" She purred, playing along with his desires.
Without missing a beat, he nodded vigorously. "Please, I'll do anything," he begged, his voice trembling with anticipation. "I'll buy you that pretty sports car you've been eyeing."
Jessica raised an eyebrow in surprise but decided to play along. "Alright, fat boy," she scoffed playfully, "but you have to promise to buy it right now."
He hesitated for a moment before nodding fervently, pulling out his phone and making the call. The moment the dealer confirmed the car's purchase, she leaned back against the table, spreading her legs wide openly. She ran a finger along the seam between her plump labia, smearing her juices across her fingertip and licking it off hungrily.
"Now it's your turn," she commanded, her voice sultry with dominance. "Lick my fingers clean."
Reluctantly but eagerly, he leaned forward, his tongue darting out to taste her salty sweetness. She watched with satisfaction as he began lapping up every last drop, his tongue exploring every inch of her fingertip before moving to the next.
"That's a good boy," she purred, reveling in the power she held over him.
Feeling emboldened by his obedience, she slowly leaned forward, allowing her lower back to touch the table behind her. With a mischievous smile, she wiggled her buttocks just enough to accentuate their size and roundness. Her asshole was tight and compact, untouched by anyone else's hands or tongues. She watched as his eyes went wide with desire, and she knew she had him where she wanted him.
"Do you really want this, daddy?" she asked, her voice breathless.
"More than anything," he moaned, his voice thick with lust.
Slowly, she eased herself onto the table, bending over to present her perfect ass to him. Her asshole was now within his reach, and he took it without hesitation. One finger pressed against her tight opening, gently probing for any signs of resistance. Finding none, he pushed another finger inside, stretching her wider.
"You like that?" she whispered, her voice hoarse with excitement.
With one final push, he pushed his knuckles deep inside, filling her up completely. She gasped in shock but also in pleasure, surprised by how good it felt to be taken so roughly. His tongue began tracing circles around her entrance, teasing her rim until she couldn't take anymore. With a shrill moan, she pushed back, urging him to devour her.
"Eat me out, dirty daddy," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Make me scream your name."
He didn't need any more encouragement, his tongue diving deep into her ass, lapping up every drop of sweat and traces of shit that coated her hole. She gripped onto the table, arching her back as he held onto her hips firmly. With each thrust of his tongue, she felt herself spiraling closer to ecstasy. She was his toilet slave, but in that moment, she felt like the most desired woman in the room.
Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she came undone, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. She cried out his name, arching her back in pure bliss. He continued to feast on her ass, relishing in the power he held over this beautiful young woman. As he licked her clean, he promised to make sure she always remained his toilet slave, their dirty little secret safe within the walls of their lavish home.
