Smelly Milana's Intense Experience: Christina's Sweet Turd Aftertaste
As the afternoon sun began to set, Smelly Milana, a dedicated toilet slave, found himself face down in the dirt outside his master's home. His eyes were tightly shut, his nostrils flared as he eagerly awaited what was to come. Just yesterday, Smelly had the distinct pleasure of experiencing Christina's fecal offering; a potent concoction of turkey and sperm that left an indelible taste in his mouth and mind. Today, he knew it would be just as potent, perhaps even more so.
The air was still and peaceful, but Smelly could sense something stirring nearby. A moment later, there she was - Christina, looking radiant in her dark blue dress and high heels. She kneeled down beside him and gently caressed his head before leaning over and whispering into his ear. "You've been such a good boy, Smelly. Now it's time for your reward."
With that, she positioned herself directly above his face, her legs spread wide apart. A gentle breeze carried the intoxicating aroma of her freshly defecated turd straight to his nose, causing his mouth to water uncontrollably. As he prepared himself for what was undoubtedly going to be an intense treat, he tried to decipher what had made her shit taste so unique. Was it the turkey? The copious amounts of wine she had consumed throughout the day? Or perhaps something else entirely?
Whatever the case may be, Smelly couldn't wait to find out. He lifted his head slightly and began to savor the sweet and pungent scent wafting towards him, taking deep breaths as if it were a fine wine or exotic spice. The texture was soft yet firm, just how he liked it; precisely what one would expect from a well-prepared turkey dish. He could also taste the remnants of their lovemaking – salty and bitter, yet strangely invigorating.
Christina chuckled delightedly at his enthusiasm and began to move rhythmically, grinding her hips against his face in a sensual dance that only added to the deliciousness of the moment. Each thrust sent vibrations through his body, causing his tongue to flick out instinctively, eager for a taste of her heavenly excrement. It was then that she smeared some onto his nose, eliciting a surprised gasp from him. "Do you like that?" She asked teasingly before lowering herself further onto his face.
The warmth of her body enveloped him as she continued to grind away, her hands gently massaging his scalp in a soothing yet commanding manner. As he struggled to keep up with the pace, his mouth filled with the heady aroma and taste of her shit, he realized that this was more than just a meal to Christina – it was an act of domination and control. She was in charge, and he was here to serve her every need.
It wasn't long before he felt a warm stream of liquid land on his tongue, signaling the beginning of her dump. He lapped at it eagerly, savoring the unique flavor and allowing it to coat his entire mouth. As the minutes passed, the intensity grew, causing him to salivate uncontrollably. By the time she finished, he was left with a sticky mess on his face and a satisfied smile on his lips.
It was then that she pulled away, her beautiful eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well done, Smelly. You never fail to please me." She stood up, her dress hitching up slightly to reveal her perfect legs. "Now clean yourself up and get ready for round two." Smelly couldn't believe his luck; not only had he been graced with the delicious treat of her shit, but there would be more to come? He scrambled to his feet, eager to experience every ounce of her intoxicating poop.
As he followed her inside, he couldn't help but wonder how many others shared his unique passion for human excrement. But for now, he was content knowing that he had found his place in the world - as Christina's loyal and devoted toilet slave.
