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Teri's Toilet Games
by Abner Wizzle (abnerwizzle@hotmail.com)
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Teri Connor loves to play dirty with her teenage lover,
but if her husband finds out, she'll never inherit his
fortune. Her kinky paramour thinks he has a filthy
solution to their problem. (mF, rim, anal, scat, cheat,
con, preg)
***
Seventeen year-old Marcus earned money in the summer
mowing the lawns of the wealthy neighbors in his
Westchester Estates subdivision. Going door-to-door,
he’d talk up the housewives of neighborhood, convincing
a good portion of them to let him do all or part of the
yardwork.
One Friday afternoon, as unusually dark storm clouds
threatened from above, Marcus stepped it up, hoping to
get at least a couple of yards in before the rains
began. His peregrination eventually brought him to the
home of Richard and Teri Connor, and he rang the bell.
Nothing.
As he was getting ready to leave, he thought he’d take a
look around back just make sure nobody was around. He
scampered up a slight berm, between some modest-sized
trees, and up to a wooden gate. He tried it. It was
unlocked, so he swung it open.
And there was Teri Connor, up on a ladder, trimming the
ivy and the shrubs with hand clippers. Marcus admired
her round ripe butt, stuffed into a tight pair of denim
cutoffs, her full muscular thighs tensing as she
stretched upward to clip the tippy top of the
overgrowth. Teri was perhaps 30 years old, not a
mythical beauty, but tiny, cute and sexy in a "real
woman" sort of way. Most ladies look their best with
long hair, but Teri’s short sassy auburn haircut suited
her perfectly.
Teri turned and glanced over her shoulder, the clippers
in mid-chomp. “Well, hello, Marcus,” she smiled. “Good
timing. Care to help me out?”
Marcus noticed that the ladder was shaking a bit as Teri
climbed up the penultimate step. He rushed over and
steadied the ladder by placing a foot on the bottom rung
and grasping tightly on both sides. This placed his face
approximately three inches from Teri’s tantalizing rump.
She laughed just a bit, casting her eyes downward to
Marcus. “Well, thank you. Sorry about my big butt being
all up in your face.” And she accented the tableau by
gyrating her bountiful hips.
“That’s okay, Mrs. Connor,” Marcus smiled. “I like your
butt.”
“Really?” Teri remarked. “Because my husband calls me
Brontosaurus Butt.”
“He’s crazy and a jerk, Mrs. Connor. Your butt looks
good enough to eat.” And with that utterance, feeling he
had nothing to lose, Marcus rubbed his nose into the
cleft of his married neighbor’s denim-clad derriere.
“And it smells real nice, too.”
“Mmmmm, aren’t you a kinky young man?” Teri purred. She
allowed Marcus to continue to rub his nose into her anal
valley and then proceed to run his tongue over the soft,
faded fabric, right where her fragrant puckerhole was
hidden away.
And just then, the clouds opened up. Rain fell
ferociously, in proverbial buckets, and the two hurried
off the ladder and to the backyard door of the house.
Once inside, in the living room, Teri Connor took her 17
year-old neighbor into an embrace and kissed him.
Marcus returned the kiss and also returned his attention
to Teri’s bountiful butt, slipping a caressing hand
around each sumptuous nether cheek. Teri’s faded cutoffs
had been fashioned from an old pair of hip-hugger jeans,
so the cleft of her ample ass peeked out from the top
hemline, and Marcus kept returning his hands there,
slipping his fingers down into the tight caudal valley,
tickling and playing and bringing Teri mounting
excitement.
“Ooooo...you really love my butt, don’t you? That’s
good. ‘Cause I really like what you’re doing. Lots and
lots.”
With that, Teri broke off their kiss, turned around,
unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down over her full
tanned thighs. She wiggled her curvy rump as an
invitation, and Marcus marvelled at how big and yet how
firm it was, jiggling just ever so slightly as she
offered it to him.
He didn’t need any further urging. He dropped to his
knees, took a fleshy globe into each hand and spread
Teri’s nether cheeks, revealing the puckered prize
within. He tongued her pungent crinklehole greedily,
savoring its musky fragrance and salty coppery taste. He
made long ice-cream licks up Teri’s entire cleft, then
plunged his tongue deep into her hot backdoor.
Teri’s spicy puckerhole responded to Marcus’s eager
tonguing, becoming a little more relaxed with each
asslicking. She rubbed her clit as he kept tonguing her
butt, and soon she was approaching her first climax.
With both hands playing with herself, Teri could only
lean into the wall, face turned and pressed into the
magenta and beige-striped wallpaper.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Teri’s lips parted in pleasured
“ooo”s and “aaaah”s as her ripe rump danced and jiggled
with Marcus’s every tongue tickle. Marcus, too, was
going over-the-top with excitement, his balls sore from
their unfair confinement in his tight blue jeans.
Still, he couldn’t stop now. He sensed how close Mrs.
Connor was to an orgasm, so he redoubled his efforts and
really licked and licked her butt with abandon. Of
course, he couldn’t say a word, to tell his hot neighbor
lady how incredibly hot and tasty her ass was, but he
did make the sounds of a gluttonous, ravenous tiger
devouring his prey, so it was more than clear to Teri
that Marcus was enjoying this as much as she was.
Together, they soon brought Teri over the top and she
began to lose it. “Oh, my christ! OHhhhh....” Marcus
tongued her madly, moaning and groaning and digging his
fingertips into her plump butt cheeks.
And Teri climaxed mightily, writhing and mashing her
face fully against the wallpaper, finally giving
completely into orgasmic release, slowly sliding down
the entire length of the living room wall, leaving
behind a faint trail of perspiration, makeup and saliva.
She collapsed in a heap on the floor, breathless and
satisfied.
Marcus joined her on the living room floor. They
embraced and he pushed on top of her, moving between her
legs. Even though he was still completely clothed,
Marcus began to slowly dry-hump Mrs. Connor and they
kissed.
“Goddamn, that was so fucking hot,” Marcus said to his
married neighbor. “You have the hottest damn ass in
Westchester.”
“Mmmmm, I’m glad you like it,” Teri coo’d. “It’s yours
to lick any day of the week.”
She moved her hips along with her asslicking paramour’s,
grinding her moist hot mound against his insane bulge.
“The only thing is this, Honey. All your wonderful
buttlicking has tickled my shit trigger. I gotta take a
huge dump now, Sweetheart.”
Marcus smiled. “I wanna watch you, Mrs. Connor. I wanna
watch you take a shit.”
“Ooo, really? Yummy. I’d like that. Let’s go upstairs to
the Master Bathroom.”
As Mrs. Connor slowly mounted the staircase, her teenage
buttlicker followed behind, keeping his eyes locked on
her bountiful rear end. Teri teased and teased Marcus,
walking sloooowly up the stairs, one at a time,
sashaying and doing little hip bumps to make it clear
who was the star of this show.
Marcus would occasionally, on this torturously-slow
ascent, move forward and grasp her hips, making her
nether cheeks wiggle. When he couldn’t take the
anticipation any longer, he slapped her butt so hard the
sound echoed along the stairwell and left a red
handprint on her fleshy right cheek.
“Owww!” Teri cried out, albeit with a saucy smile cast
back over her shoulder. “You better watch it, boy, or I
might just poop out a big old turd right here on the
stairs!”
That threat really horned up Marcus, and he hurriedly
unzipped his jeans, pulled out his throbbing cock and
slowly masturbated himself. “Do it. Do it, Mrs. Connor,”
he demanded, as they both stood mid-journey on the
stairs.
Teri kept throwing glances back at Marcus, then
shivering her rump at him. “Oooo, I just might!” But
then she continued making her way up the stairs to the
Master Bathroom, leaving the stairs safe for now.
Finally, they entered the Master Bedroom, then walked
all the way back to where the shit room was. With his
massive twitching erection jutting outward from his open
zipper, Marcus entered the Master Bathroom.
It was positively Roman in its appointments: gold-plated
faucets, an oval turquoise granite sink, and a faux-
antique bathtub, replete with claw feet. A separate
shower with multi-paned glass doors stood at the far end
of the heated clay tile floor.
And there, at the near end – a glorious shit throne, fit
for a queen. Absolutely the highest-cost toilet money
could buy, made from the same granite as the sink and
fitted with an imported French bidet.
“Wow,” Marcus exclaimed, looking all around, “you have
the coolest bathroom I’ve ever seen, Mrs. Connor!” He
then locked his focus on her magnificent toilet. “And
that looks big enough for two people.”
Teri smiled devilishly. “That’s exactly what I was
thinking.”
Marcus stripped off all his clothes and Teri played with
his cock a little bit before commanding him to sit on
the toilet first. “Move all the way as far back as you
can, Honey. I need lots of room for my big ol’ butt.”
After Marcus straddled the wide bowl, with his back all
the way against tank, Teri joined him, seating her juicy
rump between his legs. He reached down and placed a hand
on each hip as if he were on some bizarre amusement park
ride. Toilet World! Turd Mountain! The Merry-Go-Shit!
Marcus grinned at his inner comedy monologue, but that
was merely to contain his mind-rending sexual
excitement. His rockhard rod was only an inch away from
her backdoor, and it twitched with eager anticipation.
Teri wiggled her butt, then leaned forward, really
bringing her perfect robust rump into sharp definition.
A tiny little poot of air emerged from within her anal
cavern and the time had arrived.
“I feel sooooo dirty, Marcus!” she purred. “I’m gonna
take a huge hot shit right now. I hope you’re ready,
‘cause here it comes!”
In the soft ambience from the bathroom’s warm amber
lighting, Marcus admired her deep caudal cleft once
again. He watched intently as her generous ass globes
parted ever so slightly and a hot, slick brown turd
slowly emerged from her steaming-hot puckerhole.
“Ooooooo....” Teri moaned quietly, as if she were slowly
reaching a tiny but fulfilling orgasm. “Damn, that feels
so good!” And that first turd came to a terminus,
dropping from her fine ass and plunging into the toilet
water with a satisfying splash.
Marcus was really enjoying the shit show. His
respirations quickened and he moved his hips as much as
the space would allow, bringing his huge cock close to
Teri’s soiled backside. He pushed his swollen cock head
between her ample cheeks, exploring her naughty cleft.
Teri laughed, half with humor and half with
concupiscence. “Ooooo, that’s nice, too. But you better
watch out, Sweetheart. I got a big, BIG load of hot shit
coming out right now!”
And Teri just let go, sending a barrage of brown turds
out of her tail, most of them going straight into the
bowl below, but some of them hitting Marcus’s cock on
the way down. “Goddamn! Wow! Oh, shit....” And the
teenager’s cock spasmed and twitched as he ejaculated
huge jets of cum against Mrs. Connor’s sumptuous
shitter.
“Yeah! YEAH! YEAH!” Teri cried out, watching over her
shoulder, feeling Marcus blow his generous load on her
still-defecating butt. She arched her back, strained
hard and squeezed one final tiny turd out of her hot
puckerhole, and then let out a deep, satisfied sigh.
“Wow, that was so filthy!” exclaimed Marcus. “You really
got me off, Mrs. Connor.”
“Did you have fun?” Teri asked, almost drowsy in her now
complete relaxation. She reached back and turned on the
bidet. “Well, we’re not done yet. You need to clean me
up.” She moved her sumptuous soiled derriere toward the
fountain emerging from under the front rim of the
toilet.
“That’s really cool,” Marcus enthused, and he spread
Mrs. Connor’s nether cheeks to allow the water to really
get in there. He fingered her puckerhole, making sure
nothing remained behind.
After a good minute’s rinsing, Teri turned the machine
off. “Wipe me dry,” she commanded. Marcus took some
toilet paper, wadded it up and ran it up and back down
her backside. It came back completely clean.
“Wow, that thing really works.”
“Yes, it’s pretty cool, all right,” Teri agreed. “Now
that I’m all empty and clean, does that mean you might
have something nice and big to stuff up there?”
They moved to the king-sized bed in the bedroom and Teri
pulled a tube of lubricant out of the nightstand. “How
about you grease me up real good and give me a nice
buttfucking before my husband gets home?”
Marcus took the tube, squirted a glob of gel into his
hand and spread all over his throbbing cock. He squirted
some more out, then moved behind Teri, who was now
kneeling on the bed, and wiped his hand up her cleft,
then worked a finger into her bunghole, lubing her up
good. He noticed that after just a few minutes, Teri’s
sphincter relaxed enough to allow two, then three,
fingers inside as it dilated without hesitation.
“Wow, Mrs. Connor” Marcus surmised (incorrectly), “you
and your husband must do a lot of buttfucking. Your hot
hole is so ready for my cock.”
Teri laughed derisively. “Him? He’s such a square. A
real prude.”
She went on to explain that Richard Connor only liked
sex one way: him on top, some savage finesse-free
pumping, and a few impotent squirts.
“He doesn’t like to have fun – like you and I do,” Teri
purred as she rolled onto her back.
She drew her legs up, more than ready for penetration.
Marcus stuffed a pillow under her rump and proceeded to
slide the entire length of his cock up into her inviting
puckerhole.
Despite it yielding to him so easily, Teri’s shit hole
was still damn tight and it hugged Marcus’s cock
perfectly. It got even better when Teri treated his fuck
rod like a hard pink turd, sloooowly squeezing him back
out.
“Ooooo....I’m shitting you out!” Teri giggled. Marcus
smiled and slooowly pushed himself back up her lubed
turd tunnel. His hands were busy pinning Teri’s legs
back, so it was left to her to rub her juicy mound and
tickle her swollen clit.
They kept playing the game – Mrs. Connor shitting her
teen lover out and him shoving it back inside. On and
on, slow and sexy, until they both finally climaxed
together.
* * * * * *
The buttfucking was awesome, but Marcus really wanted to
fuck his married neighbor in the cunt, too. That’s when
he found out that she intended to divorce her husband –
and she WOULD divorce him, soon – but she had to be
careful and cautious, if she expected to get any kind of
monetary settlement. She wanted half of her asshole
husband’s $40 million estate, and she would get it, via
state law, provided he couldn’t prove that she was a
cheating slut.
So why was there a problem with Marcus going for a dip
into Teri’s pussy pool? Pregnancy. Teri Connor was an
extremely fertile female. Yes, even with birth control,
something could fail, and with $20 million on the line,
Teri simply couldn’t take that chance. Turned out that
Richard, her asshole husband, had a vasectomy and would
know it wasn’t his.
Mr. Connor also suspected that his wife wasn’t satisfied
being his masturbation receptacle and was likely
sleeping around behind his back. Therefore, he insisted
that she provide a pee sample at least once a week. He’d
conduct surprise inspections, handing her one of those
pregnancy sticks and standing outside the bathroom door
until she returned with the sample.
When Teri told Marcus all of these details, it boiled
his blood. He was so pissed off that he was suddenly
struck with a devious scheme that would ensure
everything would go his and Teri’s way. He told her his
plan, she enthusiastically agreed to it and then he
snuck out the backdoor just as Teri’s husband pulled his
Lexus into the driveway.
* * * * * * * *
The next evening, after midnight, a shadowy figure crept
up the berm, between the trees and through the wooden
gate into the Connor’s backyard. This tall, muscular
stranger slipped the ski mask over his face, reached
into his pocket and retrieved a .38 handgun. Trying the
backdoor, he found it unlocked and slipped inside.
Upstairs, in the Master Bedroom, Richard Connor snored
away, while his wife Teri lie awake, staring at the
ceiling. When she heard a slight creaking coming from
the loose floorboard by the backdoor, she smiled. Marcus
was here and freedom was just moments away.
* * * * * * * *
“What the hell do you want?” Richard demanded as he sat
frozen in bed. Teri, too, feigned fear, cowering as she
held the bedsheets up to cover her sumptuous breasts.
The ski-masked figure – okay, it was Marcus, of course –
had switched on the lights and now held the gun directly
in a line toward Mr. Connor’s head.
“Oh, not much, dickhead. Maybe your car, your watch,
whatever money you have stashed around this joint. But
what I really want is to do a little wife raping.” He
pointed the gun toward Teri, who pretended to shake in
fear. In reality, she could feel her cunt heating up and
gushing huge amounts of pussy juice. She couldn’t wait
to be “raped”, but she had to sell it real well.
“Please, no...please get out of our house!” she pleaded,
her voice quavering. Beneath the mask, Marcus smiled.
Mrs. Connor really sold that line, he thought. She
oughta be in pictures.
“Yeah, get the hell out of MY house, you thug!” demanded
Richard the dickhead.
“Get out, or you’ll do WHAT?” Marcus came up to him and
pressed the gun barrel against his skull. Richard
flinched and pulled back as far as he could.
“Take whatever you want and leave,” he stammered.
“Oh, I intend to TAKE what I want. I’m taking HER hot
snatch and cramming my cock into it. But, first – ”
Marcus directed the couple to get out of bed and go into
the Master Bathroom. First, he used one of Richard’s
silk neckties to bind his hands behind his back. After
getting Teri to tie her husband’s feet in a similar
manner, Marcus commanded Mr. Connor to lie flat on his
back on floor.
Marcus admired Mrs. Connor, just standing there in her
little translucent nightgown, the crotch of her thong
panties absolutely soaked with cunt juice. He grinned,
knowing she was super-excited right now and couldn’t
wait for what was coming next.
“Okay, bitch, pull your panties down.” Teri did as she
was commanded, slipping the sopping little knickers off.
“Now, since this fucker doesn’t know when to shut up, I
want you to squat over his face and shit in his mouth.”
“What?” protested Richard the dickhead. “Are you out of
your mind?”
“Nope. Do it, bitch.”
Teri didn’t need any further encouragement. She’d been
eating all day long and had just finished the day
downing a whole quart of grape juice. She was ready to
let loose. Only this time, it wouldn’t be fun for the
recipient.
“I’m sooo sorry, Richard,” Teri apologized. She sold it
great. She was able to sneak a quick wink at Marcus, who
by this time had unzipped his jeans and was already
stroking his huge hard-on, anticipating the shit show.
Mrs. Connor stood by her husband’s head, turned and
squatted, holding the sink for balance. She groaned as
she pushed a whole bunch of soft grape juice-infused
turds out of her hot puckerhole, all of them splatting
on Richard’s face.
“Ohhhhhhh, gaaaawdd...” Teri moaned, trying to sell it
as shame, but it was truly unparalleled sexual
excitement, partially from the actual physical pleasure
of evacuation, but also from the psychological joy of
getting delicious revenge on her nitwit husband.
“Stop! STOP! SLAWWP!” Richard cried out as Teri’s poop
filled his mouth and covered his face. He was just about
to have a heart attack from the shock and thrashed from
side to side to get away. Marcus, however, had a foot
and his full weight on Richard’s chest, all the while
masturbating to the sight of Mrs. Connor shitting all
over her lame husband.
“Nice...nice....nnnnnice...” Marcus moaned as he
ejaculated, sending globs of jizz all over Teri’s
backside, which also slid down and onto Richard’s face.
“Awesome,” Marcus said. “Now I’m gonna clean this bitch
up and fuck her good.”
This time, it was Marcus who turned on the bidet in the
toilet. “Sit down and rinse,” he commanded. Teri did as
she was instructed, with Marcus helping out with a
washcloth and a little bit of soap. Then he got her to
stand by the sink, knelt behind her, spread her nether
cheeks and licked her ass like a popsicle on a summer’s
day. “Mmmmmm...tasty,” he concluded. “All clean and
ready for some nice raping.”
“No, please...” Teri faux-protested.
“You can listen through the door, asshole,” Marcus said
to the gagging Richard, whose face was absolutely soaked
in Teri's shit. Marcus took Teri by the arm and pulled
her out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
Once on the king-sized bed, the two embraced and Teri
flashed a wicked smile at her naughty teenage lover.
“Are you gonna rape me now?” she whispered.
“You bet I am,” he replied, sliding his fresh erection
deep into her warm juicy cunt.
“OH, GOD! DON’T!” Teri cried out as the pleasure washed
over her.
It didn’t take long for both of them to reach a climax
and Teri happily accepted Marcus’s hot fertile
babyjuice, knowing that eventually she was going to have
his baby.
And by then, they’d have plenty of money.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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