I responded by finding her precise spots to bring her screaming in ecstacy. My own tongue attacked her bloody slat from behind, but kept returning to her bum, warm and full, clenched in tightness. I pushed in, I could wait no longer. It remained tight. I slowly forced a wet finger in, her sphincter opened. Then another. We had tow fingers in each others' assholes, deep. We a reciprocating pulse and moved together.
"Diane, oh, oh... yeah, mmm, yeah, mmm, oh, no, no, I can't, mm.." her rate increasing, her tiny yelps getting louder.
Then suddenly, a jet shot from her anus into my waiting mouth. Hot ass piss, my piss trickling down her crack and my chin. I drank from the fountain, filling up. Oh, was it heavenly, this wine. Salty and dirty, with her deep dirty. Strong seedy and ammoniac in scent, but earthy with subliminal bitter flavors. My mouth was overflowing, my ass was writhing in excitement from her fingerwork, I was close to coming myself, but I needed to kiss Kate, I needed her mouth in mine.
I jammed a hard finger back in her asshole and toppled her over on her back, leaning over to kiss her hard, my lips pouring piss into her mouth. She met me and locked her lips on mine. We drank each other for a long time, engaging teeth and tongues. I fully tasted every piece of her luscious mouth. A long glob of cunt blood was clinging to her eye brow, which I licked off and offered to her. She was crying in anticipation and the ever fullness of her gut, still full and plugged. Her nipples were biting into mine as we shackled each other. I felt her taught stomach, gurgling with my liquor enema.
But I needed to finish my business. I turned around one last time and now on top of her, dug my mouth back to her muff and ass. Her fingers found my brownie, and two, then three went in. Her delicate fingers slid in, but began forcefully trying to grab at the inside of my rectum. I felt her twist her fist and push deeper into me, a lone finger pulsing my clit. I pushed back into her as her ass exploded. Another huge jet shot out and I rushed forward to catch the flow. The whiskey was hot and brown now, smelling still of alcohol, but also of her dank shit. My pussy was in a froth and my ass was stretched full with her three fingers and who knows what else.
I drank and licked, hoping not to lose anything, I was lost in ecstacy. I wanted to get drunk with her scotch. I slurped it down, and sucked more in. Heavy alcohol and sulphur flavor and very bitter, again. The relief brought her release.
"Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, oh myyyyyyy, yeah, um, um, umm, um," she started screaming, "Diane, oh, oh, love, yeah, oh, I want...." And she came and came. Her shaking nearly suffocated me, buried in her crotch, and during the hurricane, she pushed out a turd the size of a walnut. "mmm, mmm, yeah, ohhhhhhh," she screamed in absolute delight. She didn't stop her cunt licking and ass plunging though. I was close to panting for orgasm.
"Kate, love, come, more, yeah, ohh, deeper," I murmured in a daze.
The shit was followed by a huge shudder of a girl fart, wet and sloppy, which splattered my face. Brown, yellow, golden, white, and blood red splatter from her pussy raked the couch.
This spectacular turd was hard and shiny, locked in her upper colon for months, tarry and waxy. I bit into it as the first waves of orgasm shuddered from my uterus outward. My pussy quivered in her mouth. I ran the roundness across my lips, into my cheeks and separated the twisted strands. My saliva melted the crisp shell, reducing it to brown syrup, which flowed down my throat.
I started coming, heaving my privates into her face with a violent bucking motion. Without thinking, I grabbed her hand and thrust it into my ass, the remaining finger and thumb, getting the entire fist into my now distended gaper. I shook in her face, I came and came, her hand up to the forearm in me, I pulled it deeper without regard for pain.
"Kate, Kate, oh, go, yeah, yeah, mmmm, oh, ouwwwwww, innnnnn." I shouted at her to push it deeper. It fit! It was in. We were both drunk with lust and filth and our bodies screamed at each other, locked together in total decadence. As my orgasm raged though me, my head flew from side to side and my rectum opened to shit out her fist. With a slurp, it popped out of the bludgeoned orifice, my lower torso liquefied with her licking and eating, and a soft heavy mound of defecation poured from me, soiling the pillows, releasing an odor that thickened our senses. There was nothing I could do, it happened without control; I drunkenly pushed it into her, mashing my feces between her teeth. She eagerly accepted my chocolate without hesitation.
Swimming in extreme ecstacy, it packed her mouth and she coughed and retched in retreat. I was laughing lovingly at the scene when her coughing abruptly shot an enormous fart out of her ass into my face, followed by a final river of liquid piss and whiskey, bringing with it thick clumps of intestinal scrapings, all smelling and tasting of woman anal slime. It was as if someone was filling my mouth with sperm, pouring love jism down my gullet and enjoying watching me swallow it all. Only it was a beautiful, daring woman. The brown sludge flowed into me and we feasted ourselves to a purr, calming down with our slowing breath.
I crawled over to her and nuzzled her in my face, finding her mouth, still caked with my sticky shit, some draping off her nose. We kissed longingly and lovingly, ignoring the stench, the reeking odors and the mess surrounding us. It was a real lesbian kiss, she pushing her tongue up under the bottom of mine, she moved and swirled deeply on the bottom of my mouth.
"Oh, Diane," she exclaimed breathlessly, "You are so divine, such a nasty slut. You're making me so hot. I can't stop here, I can't."
Her kisses grew deeper and more passionate still, I couldn't believe she had more in her. She grabbed my head and began sucking my lips and running her tongue all around them, cleaning the brown crud between our skin. She worked on down to my tits, nipples still standing hard. She smeared our brown around the hard nubs and bit sensuously, but her gyrating hips indicated her next round was forthcoming. Before I knew it, I was on my back, she was tonguing my gash again and sticking two fingers back into my asshole, loosened and ready. She placed her crack over my mouth and squatted, slapping vulvas teasing my wet chin.
A sweet thick sugary sulfuric odor of putrid stench gassed out her rear flap, I drank it up my nose and actually tasted it on my tongue. It finished with the rhythmic stutter of a diesel engine.
"That's for you, love ass slut," she murmured, "drink me."
I penetrated that stink hole with two, then three fingers, all the way up. She bucked and moaned with satisfaction and tried to pull them deeper. She thrust her entire bottom down on my mouth and I responded by licking and chewing everything hard and fierce.
"Oh, Di, fuck me hard, fuck my ass now, now, NOW!"
Her hole bucked forth as it spewed forth my fingers and a glowing red protrusion, the prolapsed cauliflower of her distended bowel begged for a suck. I dove on it taking it into my mouth and tongued the soft form all around as it pulsated. Each lick, she pushed into me and it quivered, her shit tube seemingly turned inside out for me to actually embrace with my teeth. The taste sensational, rich, aromatic, salty, bitter like her shit. I licked and kissed that engorged fruit, it a bright summer raspberry sweet and tangy, hard and nutty, bending with my lips as I took it inside me. She bore down with all her weight and a thick slurry of chocolate syrup covered the morsel, messy liquid chocolate covered raspberry! The taste and smell was too much for either of us. She screamed as I tongued and slurped the gushing bowel drain, I drank.
"Oh, shit, shit, shit, I'm comingggggg Diane, mmm-uh, mm-uh, mm-uh, fuck me, open me hard, in me, in me, in me," she shouted. Her pace was fast and her weight was bucking on my head, slamming her soaking, stinking holes all over me, breathing their fumes and wetness.
Though her mouth on my cunt, she was focusing on herself and without so much as another touch, it threw me over the edge again, like a roller coaster, I yelped and spewed my girl cum inot her face, spraying a salty stream everywhere.
I watched and bathed in her log flow as it came out of her in long tubes, breaking under its own weight. It got looser as the deeper strands emerged, mushing onto my tits. We heaved in synchronized exhaustion and found ourselves in a final lover's embrace, completely soiled and messed about, brown frosting covering our bodies and sticking them together as one.
"I'll drink with you any night, Diane," she said.
I kissed her a long time, taking in the scents and touches.
"Call me when you're back in town," I whispered to her.
"No strings attached," she responded.