One of my regular clients had written to me about wanting to spend some quality time together in a hotel. He was eager to experience the closeness we shared but wanted something more extreme this time. He expressed his fantasy of having me deliver my shit and piss directly to him while we were confined within the walls of a hotel room. It was a thrilling proposition that left both of us excited and eager for the encounter.
As agreed, I arrived at the hotel early evening, where he greeted me at the door wearing nothing but his signature smirk. His body glistened with sweat anticipating what was about to happen. I slowly reached down and pulled my pants and panties off before stepping into the room. The air was thick with desire and lust as we locked eyes on each other.
"Are you ready for this?" I asked gently, my voice quivering slightly with nervous excitement.
He nodded fervently, the hunger in his eyes unmistakable. Without further ado, I squatted over the edge of the bed, my bare ass pointing directly at him. My asshole clenched and pulsed as a warm feeling washed over me - it was time to relieve myself.
"Open up wide," I commanded, my voice resonating through the room. He eagerly opened his mouth as wide as he could, revealing his eager tongue and twitching throat muscles. With a loud moan, I released a massive shit turd into his awaiting mouth. It was warm and sticky, coating his tongue and teeth as he struggled to hold it all inside.
Next, I turned around, my legs still spread wide, presenting my pussy to him. "Now for your second course," I whispered, lowering my pussy onto his face. The smell of my arousal mixed with the scent of our just created 'shit sausage' in his mouth as he began to lave at my clit with his tongue. I could feel the familiar tingling sensation build up in my core as he worked his magic, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm.
Finally, the moment I reached my peak, I felt the hot walls of my pussy contract violently around his tongue. My scream of pleasure mixed with the scent of my sweet nectar as I unleashed a torrent of piss onto the 'shit sausage' in his mouth. He groaned loudly, attempting to swallow it all down but some of it dripped out of the corner of his mouth. The sight of him with my mix of shit and piss dripping from his chin only served to turn me on even more.
We collapsed onto the bed together, our bodies intertwined in a mess of sweat and filth. He reached up and grabbed a towel, wiping off the excess from his face while I used another to wipe my ass clean. We stayed in that position for what felt like an eternity, simply basking in the afterglow of our twisted yet exhilarating encounter.
"That was incredible," he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I whispered back, my heart racing with adrenaline. We cleaned up and changed into fresh clothes, our eyes never leaving each other for a moment. As we exited the room, both of us could feel the stares from other hotel guests, but neither of us cared. This was our secret indulgence, our private little world where anything goes. And we both loved every dirty, filthy second of it.
