As I sat in the room, my eyes couldn't help but wander over to the gorgeous blonde girl who was engrossed in her phone. She wore a diaper and had her legs spread open slightly, revealing the plush white corners of her absorbent garment. With her lower lip between her teeth, she tapped away at the screen, seemingly unaware of my presence or the effect she was having on me.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her diapered crotch as I wondered what she was up to. The thought that this stunning beauty might be playing with herself while wearing a dirty diaper sent shivers down my spine. My heart raced with anticipation as I realized that not only was she potentially engaging in naughty activities, but she was also going to make me wait for it.
The blonde girl finally looked up from her phone and noticed me staring. She smirked sultrily and waggled her eyebrows before reaching down and giving herself a little shimmy in the chair. The thick wad of soiled baby wipes that she had been sitting on slid off one side, revealing a surprisingly large pile of fresh, steaming shit.
My mouth went instantly dry as she tossed her head back and laughed, showing off her gleaming blonde hair and perfectly white teeth. Then, without warning, she scooped some of the shit up onto her middle finger and held it out teasingly for me to smell. The putrid stench assaulted my nostrils, and I couldn't help but let out a tiny gag.
"Mmm, isn't it delicious?" She purred seductively, her blue eyes shining with mischief. "Want a taste?" Without waiting for my response, she leaned forward and pressed her soiled finger against my lips.
"Open up wide," she commanded, her voice taking on a huskier tone. I hesitantly parted my lips, and she pushed her finger against the back of my throat. I gagged again as the warm, salty taste of her shit filled my mouth. It was the most disgusting thing I'd ever experienced, and yet somehow, my cock was rock-hard under the table.
As I struggled to swallow the vile paste in my mouth, she reached for another wad of soiled baby wipes and rubbed it between her legs. Even with the diaper between us, I could tell she was getting wet with excitement. She smiled knowingly at me, then reached down and began to play with her soiled diaper, pulling it up and exposing her rosy-pink pussy lips.
"Feeling left out?" She asked, coyly stroking her delicate fingers over her swollen clitoris. "Would you like to help me out of this messy diaper?" I nodded eagerly, unable to believe that this gorgeous girl was actually asking me to touch her.
Slowly, carefully, I reached out and tugged at the sides of her diaper. She lifted one leg and then the other as I pulled it down, revealing a thick layer of soiled wipes and, beneath them, a glistening patch of her own Shittyness.
"Mmm, doesn't it look delicious?" She asked again, licking her full pink lips. "Can you taste it?" Before I could answer, she reached out and pressed two fingers into her mouth, smeared them with her own shit, then held them out for me to do the same.
Obeying her silent command, I leaned in and let her fingers slide past my lips. The taste was different this time—sweeter, more feminine—and it sent shockwaves of desire coursing through my entire body. As she pulled her fingers away, I could see the glistening outline of her pussy on the table, and I knew I couldn't resist taking a taste of that sweet nectar.
With shaking hands, I reached out and spread her juices over my tongue. This time, when she brushed her fingers against the back of my throat, I willingly swallowed every drop. The world around us seemed to melt away as we basked in the intimate connection we'd created through our shared love of filth and taboo pleasure.
