Buffy

Part 1 Buffy's Filthy Mom

            Lying on her bed, Deborah listened to her mom and her lover fighting downstairs.  It was a hot night and all the seventeen-year-old was wearing were her white cotton panties.  From the wall above her bed, Sarah Michelle Gellar looked mean and sexy in tight black leather trousers and tight white tee shirt.  The fact that she could have passed as her twin sister was one of the reasons Deborah adored the Vampire Slayer.  Buffy was her nickname and she wore it with pride.  Looking like Sarah Michelle Gellar also proved useful when it came to picking up girls.  Buffy liked them young and the young ones loved Buffy.  The older ones- the ones who paid to indulge their dirty desires with the beautiful young blonde - also found her superstar resemblance a real turn-on.

                When Buffy had come home, three hours earlier, she had found her mom and three lady friends partying in the kitchen.  Judging by the amount of empty bottles and cans and the heady smell of dope, they had been partying for most of the evening. 

                Buffy hadn't come straight home from school.  She had spent a couple of hours earning a hundred dollars for some extra-curricular activities with her science teacher.  Miss Hooper was a bespectacled, ugly dyke in her fifties, with a passion for young women and kinky sex.  Eating Buffy's pussy was just the starter.  The main course consisted of the teenager's shit.  Buffy pooped a fat, solid turd and her teacher savored every morsel and washed it down with Buffy's piss, squirted straight into her mouth.

                Buffy didn't like what she was hearing from downstairs. Her mother's drinking was slipping way beyond control, but she refused to admit she had a problem.  She even refused to face the fact that she was a lesbian, despite having had dozens of female lovers before and since her divorce.  Her daughter had heard the noises from her bedroom and even caught her in bed with another woman, but as far as Hillary was concerned, she was NOT A LESBIAN.  The women she entertained were friends - nothing more.  If Buffy dared to argue otherwise, she was a foul-mouthed little bitch, who ought to mind her own business.

                "Fuck you, cunt!  Don't tell me to go home, so you can go upstairs and lick your little girl!"

                The drunken dyke was shrieking at the top of her voice.

                "Don't you talk about my daughter like that," Buffy's mother screamed back.  "Go home!  Leave me alone!"

                "Nobody talks to me like that!" the other woman yelled.

                Buffy heard a scream, followed by a crash of glass.  As though charged by a high voltage current, she leaped from her bed.

                The enraged lesbian had smashed a beer bottle on the coffee table.  Buffy's mother cowered on the floor, her dress high on her hips.

                "I'm going to cut you a new cunt, bitch," the denim clad, dyed blonde woman growled, gripping the neck of the broken bottle in her right fist.

                "Why don't you cut me a new cunt?" Buffy snapped.

                The drunken dyke turned in the direction of the doorway.  A sneer split her scarlet glossed lips.  She was the kind of well-built, huge breasted twenty-something woman that would normally have wet Buffy's pussy with a glance.  But, right then, she had the face of a demon.

                "Well, well, the little girl joins the party!" she sneered.  "Mmmmmmmmmmmm.  No wonder mommy wants you all for herself."

                "Mom doesn't want you here," Buffy told her.  "That means get your ass out of our house. Now!"

                "Wanna play tough, huh?" the lesbian demanded.  "That's the way I like it, little girl."

                She lunged at Buffy with the bottle.  The teenager stepped smartly aside and disarmed her with a kick to her wrist. 

                Deborah was Buffy's number one fan and had studied all her moves.  The fact that the demon she faced was drunk made kicking the shit out of her so much easier.

                The dyke was bigger, but without a weapon, she was no match for the young blonde.  Buffy slammed her against the wall with a flying kick to her belly, then brought her to her knees with a follow up kick.  Shock and speed, rather than strength, rendered the other woman impotent.  Her knees had barely touched the carpet, when Buffy slammed the bare sole of her right foot into her face, smashing her nose.

                Unlike on TV, the demon bled.  As she shot both hands to her face, blood oozing through her fingers, Buffy grabbed her by the hair and dragged her upright.  In the same instant as she wrapped her right hand around her throat, she slammed her right knee into her belly.  The bitch that had looked so threatening sixty seconds earlier now looked as dangerous as a newborn baby.

                "My mom asked you to leave," Buffy snarled.  "Now, you can crawl out of here, or you can go straight through that window. What's it to be?"

                The dyke left quietly, her bravado evaporating faster than the steam from the piss Buffy had sprayed onto her science teacher's shit coated tongue.

                "You okay, mom?" she asked, helping her mother to her feet.

                "That was Jackie," her mother slurred.  "We had a fight.  You shouldna hurt her."

                "She was going to hurt you," Buffy said.  "But it's okay.  She's gone now."

                "You're naked," Hillary grunted.  "I don't want you walking around naked.  It's not good.  Put on some clothes."

                "You've had way too much to drink, mom," said Buffy, struggling to hold the intoxicated woman upright.  "I'm putting you to bed."

                "I don't wanna go to bed," her mother protested angrily.  "Nobody puts me to bed.  I want to talk with my friends."

                "Your friends are all gone home," Buffy told her.  "There's only you and me here."

                She started to steer her drunken mother in the direction of the door, but Hillary suddenly found the strength to fight.  She pushed Buffy away and slumped back onto the couch.  She sat with her thighs wide apart and her dress high enough on her hips to leave her white lace panties clearly visible.  Buffy looked for a minute, before averting her eyes.  Since the time she had seen her mother naked, sitting on the face of a sixty year old woman, she had been haunted by incestuous fantasies.  The teenager was broadminded enough to entertain the possibility of one-day making it with her mom, but the practicalities of crossing that line were a different matter.  Unless her mother made the first move, she could not see how it would happen.

                "Go to bed, Deborah," Hillary told her, reaching for the nearest available whisky bottle.  "You've got school tomorrow."

                "Tomorrow's Saturday," Buffy reminded her.

                "You've got school," her mother repeated.  "I don't want you going in late.  A girl needs education."

                "You know what I'm doing tomorrow, mom?" Buffy said quietly.  "I'm meeting my friend, Jenny, at the mall.  We're going on a poop hunt.  We're going to spend the day visiting toilets, searching for shit to eat.  Whoever can eat the most without puking wins a hundred dollars.  Then, tomorrow night, we're babysitting Jenny's baby sister.  We're going to drink her pee and eat the poop from her diaper.  She's only nine months old.  What do you think of that, mom?"

                "School," Hillary slurred, raising the bottle to her lips.  "You need education, Deborah."

                Buffy shook her head.  She loved her mother and wanted to help her, but Hillary was a mess beyond redemption.

                "Have you eaten anything today, mom?" she asked.

                "Go to bed," her mother snapped, whisky streaming down her chin.  "Don't talk about my friends like that.  I'm your mother."   

                Sitting in the chair opposite, Buffy watched her mother drink and listened to her ramble incoherently.  Her legs remained open and she made no effort to cover up.  The crotch of her panties was stained yellow with piss.  She had probably been wearing the same pair for the past week, since she had last been sober.  Buffy didn't have to look, but she was enjoying the view.  In fact, she was becoming quite aroused.

                "My cunt is wet too, mom," she smiled, rubbing herself through the thin layer of cotton.

                "Your father was an asshole," her mother slurred, spilling whisky over the front of her dress.  "All that shit about the Vietnam War.........................  She hiccuped in mid sentence.  "Is there any beer left?"

                Buffy checked the refrigerator.  There was plenty.  In her home, alcohol was the only thing that was never in short supply.

                She opened a can for her mom, then sat beside her and opened her own.  She took a long swallow, then embraced her mother.

                "I love you, mom," she smiled.  "You're a drunk and a dyke and you wear dirty panties, but I love you."

                Buffy was sober, but she knew she was on safe ground.  Her mother was so drunk, she would remember nothing in the morning. Buffy could tell her her darkest secrets, even eat her pussy, without Hillary remembering a thing.

                "Where are my friends?" Hillary demanded.

                "Your friends are all gone," Buffy replied.  "There's only me."

                The woman chugged down half the can of beer, then turned to stare at her daughter. 

                "It's not good," she slurred.

                An instant later, she vomited.  Buffy made no attempt to avoid the hot, sticky mess of half-digested food and alcohol that splattered over her upper body.  She wrapped an arm around her mother, holding her as she loudly and violently heaved the putrid contents of her stomach over them both.

                When she was finished, she paused to catch her breath, then took another swig from her beer can.  Buffy was drenched in hot, slimy vomit, from her breasts to her panties, as was the front of her mother's dress.  But rather than being repulsed, the blonde teenager reveled in the warmth and sour smell. 

                A few minutes later, her mother passed out.  Buffy scooped up some vomit with her fingers and raised them to her mouth.  The only puke she had previously tasted was her own.  The first time she had picked up a dog turd and tried to eat it, she had vomited until she thought her stomach was turned inside out.  The owner of the dog - a fat woman in her fifties - was crouched on all fours, taking the canine cock up her ass.  She scooped up the dog shit, stirred it in Buffy's vomit, then stuffed it into her mouth.  When she was finished heaving, the teenager kissed the woman, sucking the wet animal waste from her tongue.

                Two days later, Buffy had forced herself to eat a whole dog turd.  She picked it up off the pavement, ducked down a nearby alleyway and ate every rotten piece.  This time, she didn't get sick.

                Her mother was snoring loudly, her mouth agape, strings of sick oozing down her chin.  Knowing she wasn't going to wake up, Buffy kissed her.  When she pushed her tongue into her mouth, she tasted vomit and alcohol.

                Her mother was unconscious.  She could do whatever she wanted with her.

                Buffy contented herself with kissing her for a while and squeezing her breasts through her vomit soaked dress.  Then, she ventured further, pulling her mother's dress up over her hips.

                Hillary's white lace panties were stained with piss and shit.  They smelled better than anything Buffy had ever stolen from the laundry basket.  Her mother was letting her once high standards of personal hygiene slide close to those of a tramp.

                Buffy decided she was going to eat her mom's pussy.  There was no risk.  She wasn't likely to get caught and she definitely wasn't going to feel guilty afterwards. 

                Her mother stirred as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and slid them down over her hips.  Two fat, crinkled lips split the thick, dark blonde thatch of her cunt hair.  Buffy wondered how many dykes had feasted on that juicy hole.  Now, at last, she had the opportunity to enjoy the ultimate thrill of incest.

                The blonde teenager explored her mother's cunt with her fingers, before burying her face between her fishnet stockinged thighs.  Hillary smelled of stale piss and the taste of her cunt was equally unclean.  But, for a girl who had once sucked a turd from the anus of a six year old schoolgirl and eaten it like it was caviar, the taste of unwashed cunt was anything but repellant.

                She knew her mother wasn't going to awaken, so there was no need to hold back.  She fucked her wet slash with her tongue, slurping greedily and nosily.  The experience could only have been more enjoyable if her mom was awake and consenting, but that was asking for too much.

                Buffy had been feasting for about five minutes, when her mother unexpectedly awakened.  For one horrible instant, the cunt hungry teenager thought she was in the biggest trouble of her life.

                But Hillary seemed to have no idea of where she was or what was happening.  She groaned, opened her legs wider and started to piss.  As the hot, amber shower splashed over Buffy's face, she opened her mouth.  The only thing she adored more than eating shit was drinking piss.  She gulped down her mother's flow, with her face only inches from her gushing cunt.

                As soon as she had emptied her bladder, the blonde woman slumped back and shut her eyes again.  Buffy immediately set to work on licking every trace of piss from her dripping cunt.  Then, she turned her attention to her asshole.

                Whenever Hillary had last taken a dump, she hadn't taken much trouble to clean herself.  Stale shit was caked around the rim of her asshole.  As she licked hungrily, her daughter inhaled the pungent smell.  When the outer area of her anus was licked clean, she pushed her tongue deeper into the hot, sticky channel.

                It wasn't the first time she had tasted her mother's shit.  A few weeks earlier, Hillary had taken a dump, but forgotten to flush.  When Buffy found her fat, dark brown turd floating in the toilet bowl, she scooped it out with both hands.  Had it been warm, she would probably have eaten it.  Instead, she licked the snake of filth, bit off the tip, then stuffed the remainder down her panties.  She had come to the bathroom to take a poop in the conventional manner, but finding her mom's shit gave her a better idea.  Lifting her dress, the teenager sat on the toilet and shit in her pink lace panties.  When her bowels were emptied, she mashed her own shit and that of her mom in her underwear.  Then, she removed her panties and buried her face in the stinking mess.  It was the best shit feast she had enjoyed in a long time and she digested every piece, without vomiting.

                Had she been awake, her mother would surely have enjoyed the thorough reaming that Buffy performed on her dirty asshole.  The teenager probed deep with her tongue and fingers, luxuriating in the smell and dirt.  Hillary had started to snore, making it highly unlikely that she would awaken in the next few hours.  Buffy was free to use her helpless body in whatever nasty manner she desired.

                Her tongue was still deep in her asshole, when the woman farted.  The hot, revolting gush of flatulence was followed by a wet, sticky brown emission from her bowels.  As Buffy breathed in the foul smell, the shit slime trickled over her tongue.  She swallowed, then sucked, eager for more.

                She wasn't prepared for what happened next.  Her mother farted again, then the entire contents of her bowels burst from her anus.  Wet, dark brown shit blasted like vomit over Buffy's face and into her open mouth. 

                "Oh God, mom!" she gasped.  "Oh, you filthy bitch!"

                The teenager was struggling to gulp down the waste that filled her mouth.  The flow became a brown trickle, then her mother farted again and released a second dirty load.  The second explosive spurt of wet mess was followed by three solid, fat lumps of shit that plopped onto the floor.

                Buffy's face and hair were covered in foul smelling, slimy excrement.  Her mother snored on, oblivious to the fact that she had just shit herself.  It probably wasn't the first time this had happened.  Buffy should have felt sorry that her mom had reached this stage of drunken degradation, but all she could think of was her own sick pleasure.  Hillary didn't know it, but she was making her daughter's ultimate fantasy come true.

                Buffy wiped some of the shit from her face and licked it from her fingers, before rescuing the three lumps of dark brown, solid waste from the carpet.  She slipped the largest chunk into her mouth and allowed it to dissolve in her saliva, before swallowing.  The other two pieces, she stuffed down the front of her panties and smeared over her cunt.

                While she licked the sticky excrement from her mother's asshole, she masturbated with her shit, stuffing it with two fingers into her puckering slit and rubbing it over her throbbing clit.  Within a couple of minutes, she was rocking in the most explosive orgasm she had enjoyed in a very long time.

                Some time later, her depraved lust satisfied, Buffy carried her unconscious mother upstairs and put her to bed.  The temptation to sleep with her was hard to resist, but she had gone far enough for one night.  She kissed the sleeping woman, smearing her lips with shit, before pulling the sheets over her.  When Hillary woke up in the morning, she would find her cunt and asshole cleaner than they had been in several days, though she might wonder about the traces of shit around her mouth.  Her daughter was the stinking one now, with shit smears caked on her face and in her blonde hair.  She decided she would sleep with the smell and shower in the morning.

                "Goodnight, mom," she whispered.  "Maybe next time, we can do this shit when you're awake." 

Part 2 Amber & Dirty Buffy

                Deborah's resemblance to Sarah Michelle Gellar was so uncanny, they could have been twins.  The nineteen-year-old blonde had lost count of the number of times she had been approached by complete strangers, seeking her autograph.

                Deborah made the most of her claim to fame.  When she signed up with the X-Girls escort agency, she even changed her name to Buffy.  It wasn't just her resemblance to the Vampire Slayer star that made her the agency's most popular call girl.  Bisexual Buffy's willingness to satisfy every desire of her rich clients, no matter how perverse, reaped the kind of rewards most girls her age could only dream about.

                Gravel crunched beneath the tires of her fire red convertible sports car, as she cruised up the driveway to the impressive Spanish style mansion, where her latest client waited.  It had been a while since Buffy had serviced a female customer and this one sounded particularly promising.  A rich lesbian, with what Buffy's employer had described as "exotic tastes".  The young blonde hooker had not asked her to elaborate.  As long as the dyke could pay the price, that was all that mattered.

                Buffy was not easily shocked, but when the front door of the mansion was opened by a girl who could have been no more than seven years old, she took a step backwards.  The pretty, black haired girl was dressed like a preteen whore, in a pink silk blouse, white silk panties and pink stiletto heeled shoes.  Scarlet lip gloss and dark eye shadow accentuated her slutty look.

                If Buffy was surprised, the little girl looked positively shocked.  It was like her heroine had stepped straight out of the TV.

                "I'm, uh, looking for Samantha," the call girl stammered.

                "You're her!" the little girl cried.

                She smiled.  "Yes, I'm Buffy.  What's your name?"

                "I'm Amber," the blushing child replied.  "You..........., you know my mom?"

                "Is Samantha your mom?"

                She nodded.

                "Then I know your mom," said Buffy.  "Is she home?"

                The little girl stared a moment longer, then dashed down the hallway.  Buffy followed, slamming the door shut behind her.  The child stopped at the foot of the stairs, long enough to make sure she was still there, then resumed her excited run, taking the steps two at a time and almost falling over.

                "Mom, mom, look who's here!" she shrieked.

                A door opened at the far end of the landing and a woman in her mid-thirties stepped into view.  It was immediately obvious that she was the girl's mother.  She was dressed to thrill, in knee high, shiny black rubber spike heeled boots, dark stockings, suspender belt and cream silk bra and panties that did full justice to her slender, full breasted figure.  She was the kind of woman with whom Buffy would have been more than happy to spend her off-duty hours.

                Samantha looked only fractionally less awestruck than her daughter, as she greeted their visitor.

                "My god, Buffy, it's really you!" she gasped.

                "Yes, it's really me," the call girl smiled.  "Buffy, at your service."

                "Amber, go wait in the room," her mother commanded.  "I want to talk to Buffy for a minute."

                The little girl scurried obediently into the room beyond, but continued to stare at Buffy, until her mother pushed the door shut.

                "My god, Buffy, the resemblance is uncanny!" Samantha murmured excitedly, steering her in the direction of an adjoining room.  "You could be her."

                "I can be her, if that's what you want," Buffy replied.  "In fact, that's what most of my clients prefer.  But what's the deal with your daughter?"

                "She's a huge fan of yours," the woman answered.  "We both are.  When we watch Buffy on TV, it's more exciting than any porno movie.  My little lesbian really has the hots for you."

                "You have sex with your own daughter?" Buffy cried.

                Samantha nodded.  "I'm a pedophile dyke.  Ever met one of those before?"

                "That's a new one," she admitted.  "But I'm a very broadminded slayer.  If you and your little girl want a threesome with Buffy, you've found the right girl.  Of course, such pleasures don't come cheap."

                "How does five thousand dollars sound?" Samantha asked.

                "Like music to my ears," Buffy answered.

                "Last night, we were watching Buffy on TV together," the woman said.  "In one scene, she was wearing a pair of tight leather jeans, just like yours.  You know what I said to Amber?"

                "What did you say to Amber?" asked Buffy.

                "I said I wanted to eat Buffy's shit.  I wanted her to squat over my face and shit a big, steaming, brown turd right into my mouth.  That's how much I love Buffy."

                "And what did Amber say?"

                "Amber wants to eat your shit too, Buffy.  Do you think you can handle such a kinky scene?"

                Being an exceptionally kinky bitch, Buffy would have paid to participate in such a scene.   For five thousand dollars, she could eat a plate of dogshit and look like she was enjoying it.

                Samantha took her hand and led her back into the room.   Amber was lying on the bed, watching a Vampire Slayer video.  The walls around her were covered in posters of her heroine.

                "Buffy wants to play with us," her mother announced.

                "Wow, Buffy, you kick ass!" the child cried, leaping to her feet on the black rubber sheets.  "Mom said you're a lesbie."

                "Yep, I'm a lesbie," Buffy confirmed, smacking her mother's ass.

                "Why don't you do lesbie stuff on TV?" Amber demanded.  "I see you kiss guys, but you never kiss girls."

                "They can't show girls kissing girls on TV," the blonde replied.  "But I kiss lots of girls.  Do you kiss girls, Amber?"

                "I'm a lesbie, just like mom," the little girl proudly pronounced.  "I can drink pee and eat poop and everything."

                Instead of continuing the conversation, Buffy kissed Samantha.  Money didn't even matter anymore.  This was perversion at its sweetest and the chance to sample a seven-year-old girl was reward enough.

                The woman's panties were soaking.  As Buffy caressed her through the damp silk, Samantha farted.  As the foul smell hit her nostrils, Buffy inhaled deeply, sucking her tongue deeper into her mouth.  Then, she herself farted.  The sound was like a shotgun staccato and the smell was like rancid eggs.

                "I love it!" Samantha gasped.  "Let me eat your cunt."

                Buffy lay back on the bed, fully clothed in her pink silk shirt and tight black ski pants.  Mother and daughter immediately set about stripping her naked and she succumbed willingly.  As Amber yanked her pants down over her hips, she fired off another noxious fart.

                "Oh, Buffy, you stink!" the seven year old girl cried.

                "Bet you can't fart like that," she responded.

                The young girl abandoned her pants around her knees and squatted over her face, her panties stretching tight around her ass.

                Buffy grabbed the waistband of her panties and had them halfway down her thighs, when she farted.   Buffy felt the warm gush of anal air on her face, an instant before the smell hit her nostrils.  But, instead of gagging, she inhaled deeply.  A week earlier, she had eaten the shit of a fifty-year-old male client, while he masturbated over her steaming turd.  Just two days ago, she had shit herself as she drove home and eaten the putrid mess from her white lace panties.

                When Buffy played dirty, there was no need to pretend.

                When she was naked, Samantha launched a tongue assault that took her breath away.  The woman probed deep into her wet slash, fingers tugging the blonde curls that surrounded her lips.  Buffy pulled her daughter down onto her face.

                Amber's asshole was sticky and dirty.  Her panties were stained with shit and piss.  She shrieked delightedly as Buffy roamed her tongue over her salty slit and dirty asshole.  Down below, Samantha was fucking the whore with her tongue and thrusting two fingers into her anus.

                Nothing gave Buffy greater pleasure than the freedom to totally abandon her inhibitions.  Where other call girls would back off, she welcomed the shit eaters, piss drinkers and hardcore perverts.  For her, submitting to their sick desires required no pretending, because she was the sickest bitch in the whole valley.

                Amber expelled another foul fart.  Buffy's tongue was buried in her cunt.

                "Dirty little bitch!" her mother cried.

                 Buffy reluctantly pushed the little girl away.

                "You bitches are filthy!" she cried.  "You make me sick. I'm the star.  You should eat my shit."

                "I'll eat your shit," Samantha replied, raising her head from between her legs.  "Give it to me, Buffy.  I'll eat it."

                "Me too," her daughter eagerly added.

                "Okay," Buffy conceded.  "I haven't shit since yesterday morning and I have enough for you both.  Open your mouth, Samantha."

                The dark haired woman cupped both hands beneath her ass and raised her to her mouth, like a sacrificial offering.  Buffy farted loudly again.

                "Mmmmmmm, I love that filthy smell," Samantha purred.  "Are all the windows closed, honey?"

                Amber nodded.  "Yes, mom.  I turned the heating on too."

                "Good girl," said Samantha.  "I want this room to smell like a dirty toilet."

                That was fine by Buffy.

                The woman roamed her tongue over the puckering, dark pink bud of her anus.  Buffy pushed, squeezing down the big turd from her full bowels.  She had deliberately avoided taking a dump that morning, figuring that her client might want to play dirty.

                Her asshole distended and the head of her turd slowly emerged.  Samantha ran her tongue over the hot, dark brown tip, savoring the taste and texture.  Buffy watched, in the full-length mirror on the opposite wall.

                "I can see your poop, Buffy!" Amber cried excitedly, crouching behind her.

                "It's a big one," the blonde hooker grunted, straining harder.

                She wasn't exaggerating.  A thick, eight inch brown snake slithered from her anus and straight into Samantha's mouth.  The woman swallowed the first four inches, the remainder of the steaming mess breaking off and falling over her chin.

                "Wow, what a poop!" Amber squealed.

                "There's more," Buffy told her, raising her ass.

                Her explosive fart was followed by a second, much smaller lump of wet shit, which the little girl caught on her outstretched tongue.  She murmured appreciatively as it melted in her mouth.  As far as Amber knew, she was eating the shit of her favorite TV star, which made it the greatest pleasure she had ever enjoyed.

                Her mother was chewing Buffy's fat turd and swallowing the filth like it was caviar.  Shit oozed from the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin, in dark brown rivulets.  She was holding the other half of the turd in both hands.

                "Want to clean my asshole, Amber?" Buffy asked.     

                She didn't need to ask twice.  The seven-year-old dirt pig buried her face between her buttocks and began licking the pungent, sticky mess from her asshole.  At the same time, Buffy kissed her mother, plunging her tongue into her shit filled, stinking mouth.

                While they kissed, Samantha smeared shit over Buffy's breasts and face and rubbed the filth into her hair.  Amber was fucking her asshole with her tongue, licking the remaining excrement from her poop chute.

                At the end of a prolonged, deep kiss, the mouths of both women were sticky with shit.  Buffy licked a lump from Samantha's lower lip and swallowed it.  The little girl looked up, with a smile.  Her face was also filthy brown.

                "Kiss me, honey," her mother whispered.

                Watching mother and daughter share her shit, while they kissed passionately, Buffy fucked her own blonde thatched cunt with two dirty fingers.  On the TV screen, the Vampire Slayer was kicking demon ass. Buffy would have loved to eat a bellyful of poop from that sexy young bitch.

                Samantha unclasped her bra and massaged shit over her big, round breasts.  Amber giggled as she blew off a long, loud fart.  Kneeling behind her, Buffy spread her ass cheeks and took another helping of little girl cunt.

                As she licked her bald pussy, pushing her tongue as deep as possible between her fat, pink labia, she pushed a long finger into her small, tight asshole.  Her finger sank into a warm, soft turd.  The little girl squealed delightedly.  Buffy wiggled her finger in her shit, then withdrew it and sucked it clean of the cocoa colored slime.

                "Your shit tastes good, Amber," she purred.

                "Really!" the child cried.  "You want more?"

                Buffy smiled.  "I want all your smelly, little girl shit.  I want to eat it, just like your mom does."

                "Can I poop in your mouth, Buffy?" Amber asked.

                "Sure," she answered.  "I want to be your toilet."

                The seven-year-old slut could hardly believe her luck.  The Vampire Slayer wanted to eat her shit.  She was glad she had listened to her mom and not pooped her panties earlier, like she so often did.

                Buffy lay back, resting her head on Samantha's soft, sticky breasts.  The woman began massaging shit into her blonde hair, as her daughter adopted a squat position over her face.

                Another of Amber's rancid, rippling farts, was followed by a thick glob of wet shit that splattered like stinking cum over Buffy's face and into her mouth.  She preferred poop that was more solid and chewy in texture, but when it was spewing from the asshole of a little girl, she wasn't going to complain about the quality.

                Amber shit a somewhat more solid, darker brown lump, which Buffy caught on her tongue.  Then, the child expelled the remaining contents of her bowels, in several powerful squirts, drenching Buffy's face with wet shit.  She used some of the hot slime to wash down the lump that was melting in her mouth.  The filth clung to her throat and filled her nostrils.  Samantha wiped up some with her fingers and shampooed it into Buffy's hair.

                Amber's asshole was still dripping brown as she began to piss.  The slightly salty, warm yellow flood provided the perfect chaser to a feast of shit and Buffy drank greedily.

                Afterwards, she and Samantha shared the pleasurable task of licking the little girl's cunt and asshole clean.  By then, the stench of shit that filled the uncomfortably hot room was overpowering and all three participants in the perverted game were sweating from every pore.

                "Think you want to be sick, Buffy?" Samantha asked, rubbing the call-girl's excited cunt with two filthy fingers.

                "I think my stomach can handle it," she replied.  "Unless you'd like me to be sick."

                "I'd like to make you sick, Buffy," thee woman told her, rubbing a shit slicked finger over her lower lip.

                Only then did the hooker realize just how totally depraved this lesbian pedo mom really was.  Fortunately for Samantha, she had found a whore who was as degenerate as she was beautiful.

                "Go for it," Buffy told her, squeezing the two fingers that were exploring her cunt.

                Samantha thrust two dirty fingers of her free hand into Buffy's mouth and as far down her throat as she could manage.  Buffy gagged, her belly convulsed, then she heaved.

                The woman lying directly beneath her hastily withdrew her fingers.  Brown colored vomit gushed from Buffy's mouth and straight into Samantha's.  She heaved loudly and repeatedly, disgorging the contents of her stomach over the face and hair of the other woman.  By the time she was finished, Samantha was lying in a pool of vomit.  Even though she looked like she was about to be sick herself, she continued to slurp down the foul slime.

                Amber was poking Buffy's asshole with a small finger, apparently unshaken by the disgusting spectacle of her puke drenched mother and her heroine gasping for breath, with tendrils of shitty vomit dangling from her mouth.

                "I want to eat your cunt again, Buffy!" Samantha gasped.

                Though her client looked like she had already eaten as much as her stomach could handle, Buffy obligingly lay back and opened her legs.  Propping herself on her elbows, she arched her back and raised her ass off the sticky rubber sheet, so that Amber could lay beneath her.

                The little girl rubbed her nose over her smelly asshole, smearing it with fresh shit.  Then, she buried her tongue in the hot, puckering orifice.  As Samantha dived into her wet cunt slash with her tongue, Buffy shuddered ecstatically.  Though her stomach still felt queasy and the stench of shit and vomit made it difficult to breathe, her pleasure was greater than her combined discomforts.  Had she been off duty, she could not have found a more exciting way to spend an afternoon.  She had long ago accepted that she was a sick bitch, around the time she had started sucking the cock of the family dog, when she was twelve.  Fortunately, there were always sufficient like-minded people to ensure she could live out her sickest fantasies.

                It seemed natural to start pissing, without warning Amber or her mother.  The pair lapped like thirsty dogs at the golden stream that flowed from her cunt.

                Samantha managed to swallow only a couple of salty mouthfuls, before her stomach heaved.  She vomited enough to fill a bucket, splattering puke over Buffy and drenching her daughter's face in the vile mess.  She spat out a final brown mouthful, then took a deep breath and buried her face in Buffy's vomit drenched cunt.

                Amber drank some of her mother's sour vomit, but when Buffy farted in her face, she started to gag.

                "Gonna be....... sick!" she croaked, raising herself to her knees.

                Buffy grabbed her by the hair and drew her down on top of her.  As she plunged her tongue into the little girl's mouth, Amber started to puke.

                Buffy almost choked on the flow of hot, disgusting vomit that gushed back her throat.  Amber disgorged the remaining contents of her stomach over her face, then Buffy heaved up what she had just swallowed.

                As soon as they had caught their breath, Buffy and Amber kissed again, swapping shit and vomit and smearing each other all over with the putrescent waste.

                Just when Buffy thought the party had hit the depths of depravity, Samantha announced that she was going to shit her panties.

                Crouching on all fours, with her ass directly over Buffy's face, she started to strain.  The stench in the room was already so strong that the smell of Samantha's fart was barely noticeable.

                "Squeeze it out, you dirty bitch," Buffy urged breathlessly, caressing the woman's firm, round ass cheeks through her sexy silk panties.

                As the brown head of her turd began to strain against the butt hugging fabric, Samantha released the contents of her bladder.  Yellow piss seeped through the white silk, trickling down her thighs and dripping onto Buffy's face.

                "Wow, look at that poop!" Amber cried.

                Samantha was rapidly filling her panties, brown and gold soiling the expensive silk. Buffy pressed her face against her ass, soaking herself in piss and shit and bathing in the stink.

                When Amber pulled down her mother's panties, a few moments later, they were filled with piss sodden shit.  The woman's cunt and ass cheeks were covered in the mess.

                The two women and the little girl ate as much as they could stomach, smearing the remainder of the filth over each other's bodies.  Samantha then stuffed her soiled panties up her own ass.

                "Time this party had some champagne, I think," she smiled, reaching for the bottle in the ice bucket by the bed.

                "It is getting kinda hot," Buffy murmured, lying spread-eagled in a pool of piss, shit and vomit, with filthy little Amber wrapped contentedly in her arms.

                Though it could hardly get any sicker, the party was far from over.

Part 3 Lesbian Scat Party

Buffy had been expecting to hear from Samantha again.  The filthy afternoon she had spent with the lesbian and her seven-year-old daughter was one she would never forget.  It was her first experience of child sex and one she was eager to repeat.

When the depraved woman called to invite her to dinner, four days later, she accepted without hesitation.

"Amber is really looking forward to meeting you again," said Samantha.  "We both are. I have a very special surprise lined up and I just know you'll love it."

"I'm sure I will," Buffy replied.

It was hard to imagine how Samantha could top their previous party, but Buffy was looking forward to finding out.

The party was scheduled for Saturday night, which gave her three days to prepare.  She took a pair of piss stained and shit streaked white lace panties from the laundry basket.  If she wore them for the next three days and took a carefree approach to personal hygiene, Samantha and her daughter were in for a smelly treat.

Even when she knew she was going to play dirty, Buffy took great care to look her best.  In her scarlet leather jacket and short, cream silk dress, with her blonde hair tied up in a bun, she looked every inch Sarah Michelle Gellar.  Her lip-gloss matched her jacket and her carefully applied makeup was the right side of understated.

Buffy's discomfort was evident in her awkward walk, when she arrived at the mansion that Saturday evening.  Earlier in the day, she had eaten a heavy meal and her bowels had been aching for the past two hours. Only a serious amount of willpower had prevented her from shitting her panties en route to the party.

Amber came to answer the door, wearing tiny white silk panties and knee high white cowboy boots.

"Hiya, Buffy!" the six year old squealed excitedly.

"Hey, Amber," Buffy smiled.  "Nice to see you again.  I brought you a present."

The little girl eagerly tore the gold wrapping paper from the small gift.  The jewelry box inside contained an expensive looking perfume bottle labeled TO AMBER WITH LOVE.  BUFFY.

"It's pee," Buffy explained.

"Your pee?" Amber cried.

"Of course.  You can save it, or you can drink it.  Whatever you want."

"I'll save it," the little girl declared.  "When I smell it, I'll think about you.  C'mon, mom is waiting."

When she walked into the living room, Buffy realized what Samantha had meant by a surprise.  She was in the company of an older woman and three of the most beautiful young dark haired girls Buffy had ever seen.

Looking at the two women, Buffy was glad she had dressed to impress.  Samantha looked stunning in an ankle length white Versace gown, whip high slashes on both sides and a plunging neckline that did full justice to her ample, firm breasts.  Stiletto heeled shoes and dark, seamed stockings completed her eye-catching ensemble.

Her companion was equally stunning, in an ankle length sheath of semi transparent white silk, through which her black rubber bra and panties were clearly visible.  Her shiny, spike heeled, knee high boots matched her underwear.  The diamond earrings and pearl necklace she wore matched those of the hostess.

Samantha made the introductions.  The glamorous woman was her older sister, Heather.  The three little girls were Heather's daughters.  Sarah was eleven, Anna was nine.  Sharon - the youngest member of the family - was four.  All three children were dressed in identical white silk panties that hugged their small asses.  Sarah also wore a matching bra, though her tiny breasts hardly needed the support.

"Wow, I hadn't bargained on walking in on a family reunion," Buffy said.

"I told you you'd be pleasantly surprised," Samantha smiled.

"You're not the only one," her sister added.  "When Sam told me about you, I knew we just had to meet."

"She told you everything?"

The older woman nodded. "Every filthy detail.  She said you were the most depraved slut she had ever met."

Buffy smiled. "Thanks for the compliment.  I take it you share Samantha's, uh.........., exotic tastes."

"Oh yes," Heather assured her.  "My sister and I are kindred spirits.  You could say filth runs in the family."

"Mom's a shit-eater," Sarah giggled.

"With three little shit-eating piggies," Heather added.

"Do you like poop, Buffy?" the nine year old asked.

"I love it," she replied.  "I love the taste, the smell, everything about it."

"Why don't you sit down?" Samantha suggested.  "I've prepared some special party snacks.  Amber, honey, let's go get them?"

Buffy noticed that the seats were covered in shiny black plastic, as was the floor.  It was obviously going to be a very messy orgy.

"Would you like to see a dirty movie?" asked Sarah.

"Sure," she replied.  "I love dirty movies

The off-duty call girl sat back on the couch.  The black leather skirt she was wearing barely covered her ass.  When she crossed her legs, her dirty white panties were clearly visible.

"I can see your panties!" Sharon squealed.

Buffy hitched her skirt a few inches higher, to afford her a better view.  As Sarah bent over to switch on the VCR, her white panties drew tighter over her ass and pussy.  Buffy's mouth watered at the prospect of tasting that sexy preteen pussy and the shit from her asshole.

"Want to sit on my lap, Sharon?" she asked.

The four-year-old leaped eagerly aboard, at the same time as Buffy released a long, loud fart.

"Ugh, Buffy, you stink!" Anne cried, wrinkling her nose.

"Honey, don't be rude to our guest," her mother scolded.

Buffy laughed.  "It's okay. I do stink.  I've been bursting for a poop for hours and I'm just about ready to shit my panties."

"Me too," Heather smiled.  "I've been saving my load since yesterday."

"You wanna smell one of my farts, Buffy?" asked Anne.

"I sure do, honey," the teenage blonde replied.

Standing up on the couch, the nine-year-old pulled down her panties and thrust her ass in Buffy's face.  The blast of hot wind that hit her nose was truly revolting and she inhaled deeply.

"Wow, that was some fart!" she gasped.  "You must really need to poop."

"Uh huh," the dirty little girl confirmed.

"Save it a little longer, honey," Heather told her.  "Let's all enjoy some snacks and drinks first."

As if on cue, Amber returned from the kitchen. The seven-year-old was carrying a silver tray, laden with crystal glasses. Her mother followed behind her, with an ice bucket and what looked like a chocolate cake on another tray.

The ice bucket contained a colorful collection of brown and yellow colored cubes.

"Frozen shit and piss," Samantha explained, placing the bucket on the coffee table.  "There's plenty for everyone, so help yourselves.  Now, who wants to fill these glasses?"

"Me, me!" Anne cried.  "I'm bursting!"

After Heather had lined up seven empty glasses on the floor, her daughter took up a squat position and proceeded to fill them to the brim with pale yellow piss.

Buffy took a sip from her glass, then dropped two dark brown ice cubes into the steaming liquid.

"Is this your shit we're eating, Sam?" she asked.

"Mine and Amber's," the dark haired woman replied.  "We mixed our shit in a food blender, added some piss and froze the results.  What do you think?"

"Delicious," Buffy replied, farting again.  "Dare I ask what's in the cake?"

Samantha giggled.  "Shit, piss, puke and a few more normal ingredients, all covered in rich chocolate icing.  Want a slice?"

Everybody wanted a slice of the filthy cake.  The taste was rancid, mixed with sweet.  Not nearly as delicious as fresh shit, Buffy decided, but somewhat more appetizing than eating vomit.

Nobody was paying much attention to the movie, which featured two beautiful black teenage lesbians and a little blonde girl of about five.  The child lay naked in a large bed.  One of the lesbians was licking her pussy, while her companion laid a long, fat snake of dark brown shit over her face.

As the women and girls consumed the filthy delicacies and washed them down with warm piss, they farted loudly.  Within a few minutes, the room was filled with the cloying smell.  The blinds were drawn and all the windows were shut, ensuring that none of the stink escaped.

"If you fart like that again, Sarah, you'll poop your panties," Buffy told the eleven year old girl, who had just blown off a particularly loud and smelly raspberry.

"I love to poop my panties," Sarah smiled.

"Go ahead then, honey," her mother told her.

"Yeah, go for it," Buffy added.

The young girl needed no further encouragement. Standing in the center of the room, she spread her legs wide and started to push.

"Here it comes!" she cried.

Her anus spluttered noisily as she filled her panties.  The white lace bulged and brown seeped through.  She farted a couple of more times, before her bowels were fully evacuated.

When she was finished, Sarah pulled her panties tight against her ass and strutted around the room, reveling in her filth.  Shit oozed through the fabric and down her thighs.  Buffy would have grabbed her and buried her face in the hot mess, had she not been busy exploring Sharon's tight little asshole with a fingertip. As she pushed her finger deeper, the four year old started to piss, soaking the hand Buffy had thrust down the back of her panties.

"Hasn't this little slut been toilet trained yet?" she cried, in mock horror.

"She's been trained by three toilets," Heather smiled.

The little girl in the movie was being force-fed the steaming shit of the black lesbian, but all eyes in the room were on the far more erotic spectacle of Sarah.

"Want to smear me, Buffy?" she asked, thrusting her right hand down the front of her shit filled panties.

It was an offer the blonde whore could not resist, even if it meant temporarily abandoning the pleasure of exploring the younger child.

Falling to her knees before Sarah, she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down over her hips.  The stench of fresh shit hit her nostrils like perfume.  She took a deep breath as she plunged both hands into the sticky mess.

Sarah stood with her panties stretched between her knees, while Buffy scooped up the hot, filthy contents and smeared them over her.  She started with her face, browning her with excrement, before proceeding downwards.  Heather had taken charge of her four-year-old daughter.  Bending her on all fours over the couch, she pulled her panties down to her knees and began licking the piss from her bald pussy.

Burying her face in Sarah's soiled panties, Buffy filled her mouth with filth.  When she looked up again, her face was as dirty as that of the young girl.  She kissed Sarah, pushing a lump of shit into her mouth.  They continued to kiss, while she continued the pleasurable task of smearing the girl with the remainder of her own waste.

"I need to poop now," Amber announced, yanking down her panties.

As she squatted, her mother held an empty glass beneath her ass.  Kneeling beside her, Anne gripped her ass cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart.  The seven-year-old girl farted, then her anus distended and the head of her turd appeared.

The first time Buffy had tasted Amber's shit, it had been a wet and messy meal.  This time, the child produced a long, tan brown snake that coiled neatly in the glass, like an ice cream cone.  She topped it with a separate small lump, that was followed by a staccato fart.

"Did I do a good poop, mom?" she asked, afterwards.

"You did a beautiful poop, honey," Samantha replied, sniffing the steaming contents of the glass.  "Let's eat it while it's hot."

When the glass was placed on the table, the women and girls grabbed their silver spoons and began scooping lumps of turd into their mouths.

By then, Sarah was covered from head to toe in shit. She stepped out of her panties and Buffy pulled them over her own head.  She would have liked to suck the remaining shit from them, but that was a pleasure she could save for later.

"Can I have some of that little girl shit?" she asked.

"Sure," Samantha smiled, holding out a spoonful of her daughter's mess.

Buffy took the lump in her mouth, allowed it to dissolve, then swallowed.

"Mmmmmmmmm, that's tasty shit," she purred.

"I bet I can do a better poop than Amber," Anne cried.

"Let's see then," her mother told her.

"Can I do it on the floor?"

"No," Heather replied.  "You can do it on my face."

She lay down on the floor.  After Anne had removed her panties, she crouched over her face.  Buffy picked up her panties and sniffed them, but they were disappointingly clean and odor free.  However, Amber's asshole was filthy.  Using Anne's panties, Buffy carefully wiped the small pieces of shit clinging to the crinkled pink rim, then smeared the sticky brown mess over her lip gloss.  She saved enough to provide lipstick and eyeliner for Amber too.

Anne's dump started with a few large, solid lumps, and finished with a slimy brown mess that splattered like cum over her mother's face and into her mouth.  The solid portions of the turd lay on her nose and chin.

Anne farted long and loud, splashing wet shit over her mother.  When the flood had dwindled to a filthy trickle, Heather rammed a long finger up her ass.

"Ugh, look at that horrible poop!" Amber cried.

"Smells good, though," Buffy observed.  "Let's eat some."

"I might be sick," the seven-year-old cautioned.

"Then we'll eat that too," Buffy smiled.

They licked some of the wet shit from Heather's face, then Samantha produced a plate of crackers.  All but Sharon grabbed some from the plate, dipped their crackers in excrement, then ate hungrily.

When Samantha lifted Buffy's dress and thrust a hand down the back of her panties, she touched warm, solid matter, without even putting her finger up her ass.

"Buffy, you really need to go," she purred.  "That baby's half born already."

"I'm bursting," the blonde call girl admitted.  "But I don't want to shit my panties.  I want you all to see that big, stinking turd sliding out of my asshole.  It's not the same when it's all crushed up."

"I love a big, solid turd," Heater purred, licking shit from her lips as she fucked her daughter's ass with two fingers.  "I love to chew it and feel it slowly melt like candy in my mouth.  What kind of shit do you like most, Buffy?"

"I thought I loved my own shit more than anything," Buffy replied.  "But that was before I tasted little girl poop."

"Buffy loves my poop!" Amber cried.  "She told me.  You like the runny ones, Buffy?"

"Runny poop is nice," Buffy admitted.  "Hey, all poop is nice."

"As long as it comes from the asshole of a woman or a girl," Samantha added.  "I could never do this kind of thing with a man."

"How about a dog?" Buffy asked.  "Would you eat dog shit?"

"Would you?" Heather demanded.

"I have," she replied.  "When I was a little girl.  I've eaten dog shit and had sex with dogs.  I'm a filthy slut, in the truest sense of the word."

"I'm faced with a choice," Samantha said.  "I can continue this conversation or shit my panties.  So what do we do?"

As much as she was enjoying the conversation, when Heather suggested they have a shit fight, there was no need for Buffy to weigh up her options.

The women removed only their panties.  They were rich enough and sick enough not to care about ruining the rest of the expensive clothes they were wearing.

The women and girls divided into teams.  Buffy squatted in one corner of the room, with Amber and Sarah standing to either side of her.  Samantha and her sister crouched directly opposite, with Anne standing between them, sucking on a frozen shit cube.  As Sharon was too young to understand the game, she stood between both teams,

Buffy was the star of the show, so her shit was the most eagerly anticipated.  She did not disappoint.  She laid a long, thick brown snake on the floor and topped it with a splatter of lighter colored mucus.

Anne held the dresses of Samantha and her sister at waist high as the pair gave birth to the contents of their bowels, with a cacophony of grunts and farts.  Heather's three-inch thick, fat brown turd hit the plastic covered floor first, breaking into three succulent lumps.

Samantha's shit was even more impressive.  It slid slowly from her ass, in nine unbroken inches and fell flat without breaking.  The turd was so perfectly formed that scarcely a trace clung to her asshole.

"Save that one!" Buffy pleaded.  "It's too good to waste."

Beaming with pride, Samantha lifted her turd onto a silver plate and placed it out of reach.  She was still smiling when she turned in Buffy's direction and caught a steaming lump of excrement smack on her lips.

Shrieking excitedly, the women and girls began hurling fistfuls of excrement.  Shit splattered Samantha's Versace dress and her sister's delicate gown.  Buffy's dress was drenched in foul smelling filth.  She screamed as she launched another handful of shit in Samantha's direction.  In the same instant as the sticky filth splattered over Samantha's breasts, Buffy caught a wad of shit in her open mouth.  Instead of spitting it out, she chewed and swallowed greedily.

By the time the game was over, ten minutes later, the three women and four little girls looked and smelled like they had crawled from a sewer.

Buffy slumped to the floor, pissing like a fountain.  Amber and Sarah crouched in front of her, catching the golden arc on their tongues.  Anne held the ice bucket between Samantha and Heather, while both sisters filled it with piss.

Samantha's perfect turd was still warm as she cut it up into small slices, then offered the plate to the group.  Buffy popped a portion of the shit salami into her mouth and slowly chewed it, savoring the rich flavor.  Samantha had obviously eaten a lot of fiber, as the chewy bits remained in her excrement.  When the rest of the slice had been swallowed, Buffy still had a peanut in her mouth.

The stench in the room was almost visible, but the orgy was just beginning.  Female tongues dived into preteen cunts and assholes.  The shit that was caking on Sarah's body was slowly licked away.  Sitting on Buffy's face, Anne farted directly into her mouth.

The putrescent smell was all the Vampire Slayer lookalike needed to turn her stomach.  Pushing the nine-year-old girl away, she sat bolt upright and vomited.  The foul mixture of shit, piss and her afternoon meal completed the ruination of her dress.

Vomit was still dribbling from her mouth as Samantha embraced her and buried her face in her sodden dress.  As she pushed her hand against her stomach, Buffy heaved again, spewing a vile slime over the woman's head.

Samantha clawed at her dress, ripping it to shreds as she sucked up her vomit.  She managed to rip Buffy's black lace bra open, before vomiting over her pert breasts.

Amber and Anne stuffed shit covered fingers down one another's throats and managed to vomit simultaneously over each other.  Sarah, however, was more imaginative.

The eleven-year-old placed a three-pint enema jug on the coffee table, then leaned over it and jammed two shit smeared fingers into her mouth.  She gagged twice, before puking up a horrid mixture of shit, piss and lunch.  By the time she was finished, the jug was overflowing.

The best thing about being Buffy was being guest of honor.  As such, she was first to be offered a vomit enema.  It was a perversion she would never have considered refusing.

Samantha inserted a rubber tube in her anus, then Heather pressed down on the plunger that had been screwed to the top of the jug.

Buffy grunted as her belly began to swell. She had taken enemas before, but never so large and so sick.

By the time the jug was empty, Buffy's stomach was noticeably swollen and she was groaning in agony.

"Hold it," Samantha pleaded.  "Just for a minute."

As the rubber tube was withdrawn, Buffy clenched her sphincter.  She knew she couldn't hold out for long.

The two sisters knelt behind her, with their mouths open.  Buffy relaxed, farted loudly, then vomited from her ass.

The mess that blasted from her anus was a sour mess of shit, piss and half-digested food.  Samantha and Heather caught as much as possible in their mouths, allowing the remaining filth to splatter over their faces.  Buffy was still farting noisily as they began to puke again.

The women and girls were writhing in a large pool of filth, by the time little Sharon emptied her bowels.  The four-year-old girl was constipated and her dark brown turd lumps hit her mother's breasts like golf balls.  Wiping a tendril of brown vomit from her jaw, Buffy popped a hard child turd into her mouth and started to chew.

She had puked her stomach raw, had sex with all four children and watched Samantha and Heather anally fistfuck one another with two hands, before finally slumping exhausted into the mess.  She lost consciousness with Heather's arms buried almost to the elbow in her cunt, most of Samantha's arm in her asshole and a lump of Sharon's shit in her mouth.

When she opened her eyes again, Samantha took her hand and led outside.  Both women were naked and covered in shit and vomit.  The cool evening air was exquisitely refreshing and the large swimming pool looked like a good place to get clean.  However, Buffy did not think she had the strength to swim even a single length.  Instead, she flopped onto her back and filled her lungs with much needed fresh air.

"Did you enjoy the party?" Samantha asked, kneeling beside her.

"Even better than your last one," Buffy replied.  "I never realized I was such a sick bitch."

Samantha smiled. "You're the sickest, sexiest bitch I've ever met, honey.  That's why I'd like you to come on vacation with me.  All expenses paid.  Heather and the girls will be coming too, of course."

"It's been a while since I took a vacation," the stinking call girl mused.  "Got any particular destination in mind?"

"A place I know you'll love," the dark haired woman promised.