1. WKRP: Serving Loni's Ass


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Boy, Domination/submission, Extreme, Female Domination, Humiliation, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Scatology, Teen Male / Female, Author: byronnnn, Rating: 61.5, Source: sexstories.com

    just be thankful that I let you." Her smile was beyond deviant; it was devilish. "Now . . . open your mouth, Alexander." I felt my face tighten. "Alexander, You love my ass don't you? You want to keep smelling it, don't you? Then, open your mouth! If you eat my shit, I will let you smell my ass." She pushed the shit toward me and jabbed the prongs against lips. My mouth obeyed. She smiled. She pushed her shit into my mouth. She jumped up and leaped behind me and wrapped both hands over my face and she held my nose and mouth shut. "Eat it! Eat it Alexander! Eat my shit! Eat it!" She laughed with diabolic glee. "Eat it, Alexander! Eat my shit!" I didn't know if I could have resisted more. I didn't know if perhaps I was born to eat shit. I didn't know if I was afraid of losing her. What I did know was that her shit was in my mouth and I was doing what I was told. She leaned close and whispered. "Eat it! Eat my shit Alexander! Eat it!" I hate to describe this in much detail but I can't omit that her shit was mixing with saliva and turning into some kind of sewer stream and that stream was more vile than I could ever describe. I felt sick; nauseous. It was horribly disgusting and I realized that I would much rather eat it than have it become a melted cesspool in my mouth. So, that is why . . . it's why I began eating it, and in so doing, I resigned myself to what was probably inevitable all along. Loni didn't take long to show the glee she had in watching and how it made her felt ...
    goddess-like and worshiped. "Actually," she whispered, "it turns me on! A lot!" After several sessions, I adapted. I didn't like eating it but I craved Loni and sniffing her butt and the more I ate, the more she let me sniff. After a month, I was able to eat an entire plateful. I had become accustomed to the whole eating thing. I also gained a greater appreciation that it was Loni . . . that I was eating the shit of the one-and-only Loni Anderson. Although the thought of eating her shit was disgusting, I had a great sense of pride that I knew what her shit tasted like and no other guy could say that! She had a variety of techniques for doing it, sometimes shitting all over my face, then moving it to my mouth, sometimes shitting right into my mouth, but most often, she shit on plates and fed it to me with a fork. I am only estimating her, but in the five months that we did it, I ate Loni's shit more than fifty times. Fifty! When our family moved 100 miles away, Loni and I were distressed. We managed to get together a few times in the following few months and each time, she gave me what I wanted most which was sniffing her butt and I gave her what she had come to love the most, eating her shit. Then, she disappeared. Maybe she made it to Hollywood to star in WKRP; I just don't know. When WKRP finally aired, I knew that guys all over the world were lusting for her and her big boobs. I knew that millions of men wanted to fuck her or even just have a dinner date with her. And all ...
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