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The Bellboy Gets It

Date: 9/26/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Coercion, Female Domination, Job/Place-of-work, Older Female / Males, Oral Sex, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

massive stream of her fluid excrement hits my palate. I swallow hard to keep my mouth from overflowing, taking hardly the time to acknowledge the bitter sour taste. I feel her belly flex above me, and again the knob inside my mouth explodes with a loud sputter and I feel myself fill up with a new shitty load. This goes on for about ten minutes, until she has depleted the content of her bowels into my mouth. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have touched the food on the plane. It always gives me the runs.’ Mrs. Flanagan lowers her legs and looks down at my shit smeared face between them. ‘Oh my, I hope it wasn’t too bad for you. I’m sorry about that. You will have noticed that at my age it becomes increasingly difficult to keep complete control over your body.’ ‘Don’t worry, Mrs. Flanagan. It is always a pleasure to be of service.’ I wipe my face with the towel and fold in the yellow stain. ‘You really mean that, don’t you?’ Mrs. Flanagan has an amused and endearing look on her face that sends my heart off in a somersault of love. ‘OK, you know the drill. Clean me up and finish the shaving. I don’t want to be late.’ She pulls her legs up again, slower this time and not quite as far, and I lick the remnants of her accident from her ass. The fleshy knob has expanded to twice its original size now and is a shiny dark blue in color. She twitches when I lick carefully around and over it, and I know I will have to be particularly careful with the shaving. When she is clean, I apply a minimal ... layer of foam with my finger and gently shave the hairs inside her ass cleavage, careful not to touch the inflated knob with the metal. When I’m finished, Mrs. Flanagan lowers her legs again and motions to get up, then throws herself back with a jerk. ‘Damn, these hemorrhoids are killing me.’ For the third time this morning, she pulls up her legs and exposes her most tender parts to me. ‘Only one thing we can do now. Listen carefully, I’ll only say this once. It is embarrassing enough for a lady to be in this predicament, so don’t make me repeat the instructions. Are you listening?’ ‘Yes, Madam.’ ‘I want you to take the …, you know, the things down there, into your mouth and I want you to massage them with your tongue. See if you can soften them up and push them back in. Can you do that?’ ‘Yes, Madam.’ Again I am between her legs. She still smells of sour shit down there, but I have started to like that smell. I gently take the bluish knob between my lips and start massaging it with my tongue. Mrs. Flanagan twitches again at the first contact, but then her ass slowly subsides into a soft grinding and I can hear her silently moaning. As my tongue passes over the knob, I can feel it gradually soften up to the extent I can move it around inside my mouth and dent it with my tongue. Suddenly, the phone rings. ‘Don’t stop. Keep going, you’re doing fine.’ Mrs. Flanagan reaches for the phone on the night table beside the bed. ‘Yes? … Oh, Susan, what a surprise. Where are you? … London? ...