The wooden front door of the house -- nestled discreetly halfway down a narrow, quiet street -- opened ever so slightly just as I reached it and before I had a chance to knock or ring the bell. I entered and on the other side was a vision of beauty and sex appeal that took my breath away. I had seen pictures of Mistress Marie online, of course, but she was more stunning in person. She stirred my soul in a most devilish way.
Mistress Marie wore sheer black hose, five-inch heels, a black skirt that displayed her shapely legs, and a bodysuit that was sheer at the top, thus showing a black bra and lots of cleavage. Her black attire, red lipstick and dark brown, shoulder-length hair were in stark contrast to her milky white skin.
She was sex personified, oozing sensuality with every step she took, every move she made. And from the start, I was enthralled.
I had been nervous before I met her and had seriously considered not keeping the appointment for our session. But once she was in front of me, all I wanted to do was kiss her, though I settled, instead, with a Hello and a hug. (Loved the feel of those tits on my chest.)
As we walked further into the house -- with Marie in front and me following her gorgeous ass -- I briefly considered how I got there. I had just driven several hours for my first session in toilet training.
If everything went according to plan, I was going to eat a load of her nasty shit, directly from her pretty, plump, white ass. How I had come to be driven by an overwhelming lust to devour this woman's shit?
It started several years earlier. Back then, I would never have considered the desire that consumed me as I drove to my session. The thought was too, too gross.
Yes, I have always loved a woman's ass -- round, shapely, soft, fleshy and -- often -- big. But now, it wasn't just a woman's ass I desired -- it's her vile, smelly, nasty, filthy shit I craved.
I love reading scat stories, watching scat videos and eating a woman's shit.
I discovered my scat fetish quite by accident and totally by surprise.
One day while looking at some anal sex porn, I found a video of a young black woman taking a shit. After taking off her top and pulling down her pants and white panties, she squatted with her legs open, facing the camera. And in only a few moments, a thick piece of brown shit slowly flowed out of her ass. It was long like a sausage and a piece broke off as she continued shitting. Finally, it all fell to the door, leaving only a small piece still clinging to her asshole.
I was stunned at how aroused I got and I started searching for more scat videos. I was surprised at the amount of scat there was online, and I soon discovered a scat site I particularly liked.
On the site, I met a woman, Dirty Desiree, whose videos I especially loved. Over the next eight months, I bought scores of her videos, along with videos of other women. But I loved Dirty D's the best.
Through her videos and our exchange of messages, Dirty D increased my arousal, taking me to higher levels of lustful perversion. I don't know who first suggested it but, inevitability, I asked for a custom video and some of her shit. I wanted to eat it. So Dirty D did the custom video and sent it to me.
In the video, she wore a red thong and matching bra. Facing forward, which is how I like it best, Dirty D leaned back, opened her legs and grunted as she started to shit, and talked to me directly in the video. The long turd pushed the thong to the side as it slid out of her gaping asshole. It is long and nasty-looking and she said the filthy smell filled the room.
When she finished, she pulled off her thong, got close to the camera and showed me the dirty part of the thong that was up the crack of her ass as she took her dump. It was filthy with her scat. Holding it close to the camera, she said she expected me to lick her thong clean. Then, she put all the shit and dirty thong in a container and sealed it up. As I had instructed, she sent it for overnight delivery.
I was at home alone the next morning before my package of shit arrived and, one last time, watched the custom video, which Dirty D had already emailed to me.
I got a text from the delivery company once my package was left on my doorstep, and I quickly got it and brought it inside. My heart was beating so hard with excitement I thought it would jump out of my chest.
And my dick was so hard I thought it would rip through my jeans.
I opened the package, took out the sealed container and opened it. That's when the smell first hit me. It was as nasty as I thought it would be. It was shit, after all. In the container was a long, semi-hard turd, several smaller pieces and her shit-stained thong panties. I was both disgusted by it and turned on.
I first picked up her dirty panties and, with just the tip of my tongue, licked just a little of the dirtiest part of the scat-stained thong, to get accustomed to the taste. It was bitter and tangy, but not nearly as vile or gross as I thought it might be. So once I got used to a small taste, I licked and sucked on more of the thong. I was incredibly turned on as I sucked hard on the dirty fabric, tasting the shit.
Eventually, I used her thong to pick up a small piece of the long, thick turd. I probably hesitated a little but then placed it on my tongue and moved it around as the filthy flavor exploded in my mouth. It was pungent and bitter, and had a slight sweetness just as I swallowed.
I ate shit for the first time and I enjoyed it. No, I loved it.
I picked up more and started eating it. Once I started eating her shit, I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop. I quickly learned to consume it slowly so as not to gag and I ate nearly all of it, though it took a while. And then I jerked off with her dirty shit-stained thong wrapped around my hard dick.
Afterwards, I disposed of the panties, cleaned up any mess, sprayed air freshener, washed out my mouth with water, used a lot of mouthwash and brushed my teeth several times.
It was my first time eating a woman's shit. I knew I should have felt dirty for doing such a depraved, perverted thing but I didn't. I enjoyed it. Really enjoyed it. I wanted more. Had to have more. So as time went on, I got more and more deliveries from Dirty Desiree, sometimes as many as twice a month. And I'd lick and suck on the dirty panties, eat the shit with a heady, greedy delight that bordered on addiction, and jerk off, generally more than once, if time permitted.
Dirty D kept taking me to the next level of depraved desire and in time, I wanted to taste fresh shit directly from a woman's ass. I wanted to hear the slight crackle sound as it slowly slid out of her asshole. I wanted to feel the woman's soft ass cheeks and experience the smell of her asshole as her shit filled my mouth and I started to chew and swallow it.
I searched online for a model who conducted full toilet training -- yellow showers (piss) and brown showers (scat) -- and I was extremely lucky to find Mistress Marie only a three-hour drive away. I wondered how legit she was but I wanted it so badly I mostly put those concerns in the back of my mind.
We connected quickly and easily online and I made the arrangements.
When I saw Mistress Marie in person for the first time, I was quickly drawn to her smooth alabaster skin, the fullness of her breasts, her round hips and her plump ass. Her pale skin was a complete contrast to her red lipstick and her dark brown hair that flowed past her shoulders. There was a mirthful twinkle in her brown eyes that, I soon learned, matched the joy she had in her job as a domme.
She gets off on it.
