Part 6 Lea Finds Her Dream Girl

DEAR READER! Since this is a novel, I ask for your understanding that not every chapter is packed with sex scenes. Characters and plot need to be developed, this takes some time...It is about people with deviant sexual desires, with whom they get along more or less well. They help each other to cope with it, if necessary. There will be just about all deviations! The main character is Lea, a beautiful lesbian professional dancer, who has to give up dancing for health reasons and wants to start a new career as a model on the Internet.

A film professional helps her with this, and like Lea, he has, amongst others, a very special desire: scat! Every now and then there are scenes in this regard, if it gets too much for you, please click away!

Part 1: Helga, Lea's future mother, as a teenager on the farm. She's so sweet with her dear parents, but she follows a sinful plan.

Part 2: Lea is crazy about her friends' dirty panties. She even messes with her best friend Greta's family's laundry! But that's not all!

Part 3: Lea masturbated to Gretas poop. Back home, she wants to secretly go to her room and sleep. Unfortunately, she runs into her mom, Helga, and has to burst out into tears immediately. She confesses everything. But her dear mother also has a lot to confess

Part 4: Lea invites one of her biggest fans to her home. He is a film professional and is supposed to support her in her new career as a scatmodel on the Internet. He suggests to do fashion shows and photo shoots instead. But that wonderful woman is just too voluptuous for fashion shows!

Part 5: The film professional grows more and more in love with Lea. With some luck and the help from his best friend, he manages to establish a webshop where Lea can sell her scat porn. Lea comes up with a cheeky stage name for herself and they create their first sellable scat porn movie

Part 6

Damn, I can't calm down, I've been tossing and turning problems back and forth for hours now. The excitement around my professional future is killing me, will it really work? I'm going to finish the liquor, maybe that will help me fall asleep.

I need to find good partners for my films, but it will be hard. During the last year I had nothing but very short relationships. And hardly ever did I find a woman that wanted to share my special passion. It was very tedious, these women became strange after a short time, desperately wanted to return to vanilla sex. They only got involved because they thought I was so great and wanted to show off with me. None of them was really passionate about scat sex.

I need to find a dear dirty woman who's going to stay with me, and not only because of my beauty. But also because she wants to share my extreme passions. Because she wants to be my mistress or slave depending on my mood. Because she longs to get dirty with me. I need a woman who I can really fall in love with and who will also fall in love with me. This will certainly make our films very special. And then, hopefully, success will come. That would be great... uaaahhh haaaa haaaaaa... so sweet...

I blink at my alarm clock, it's 5:20 p.m. Now I recognize the empty Grappa bottle lying next to it. Good stuff, no hangover. I scratch my pussy, man, how mom always got mad at me when she noticed that. One time she barked at me "You little bitch, for how many years have I been telling you to stop doing that! I'll never have a son-in-law anyway. But I don't get a daughter-in-law either, not a good one, at least. At most a bitch who doesn't mind something like that."

"But mom, does your pussy not itch right after you woke up?"

"Of course, but no one should ever watch me scratching myself like a chimpanzee, and certainly not a family member."

"Member, what member? I ain't got one, right? Feel free to scratch around in your old can!" And then I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. But even though the apartment was so big, she caught me at some point, and then we cuddled.

Sweet memories, but now I realize that I am in heat. I urgently need a woman, even vanilla sex would do. So, get on, and get out into the fray. It's a nice evening today, I'm sure there are a few pretty girls sitting around in the beer gardens. Because I'm in a hurry, I take my favorite shortcut through the woods. Well, what's going on over there, some older woman staggers behind her dog as if she were completely drunk.

"Milo, Milo, don't pull like that, you stupid dog! Can't be true, if only I had afforded myself a real guide dog. Milo! If you're not good now, I'll bust your ass! Milo, at heel!"

Oh, the poor girl is blind, she's getting closer and closer to that tree root, now I can see her stick too, the dog pulls her like crazy. Let's go. I just catch her on the upper arm in time.

"Don't worry, I've got you."

"Oh, thank you very much, thank you. I was told that this dog was trained, my ass! His previous owner did not ask for money, now I know why."

"I'm often here in the park and watch people with their dogs. When they're running around so hectically, with their noses on the ground, then they need to go, at least most of them."

"Yes, that's the next problem. I would have to dispose of the shit, but because I can't see anything, it's difficult to impossible. And get someone to help you. Everyone is scared of shit, even most dog owners."

"Well, I'm not scared at all, not a bit, I'll help you, give me the leash and the bag, I'll do it for you."

In fact, after a few meters in the meadow, he starts pooping. "Man, that's a REALLY big pile that the little mutt puts in the landscape. What the hell are you feeding him?"

"A friend of mine is a butcher, who sometimes brings leftovers."

"Tell him to bring less, I can hardly get the pile bagged."

"Oh, poor thing, I'm so sorry to have bothered you with this."

"No problem, as I said, I don't have a problem with shit."

"I find that very interesting, because I personally feel the same way." I hear a pleasantly cooing undertone in her voice, and answer, also with sex in my voice

"Really? Would you like to explain this to me in a little more detail?"

"My dear, may I briefly question your relationship status?"

"Sure, I'm single, but I'm looking for a woman."

"Wow, that's nice, we have something in common again."

"Well, if that's the case, the rest of our little walk should take us to my place, little Milo is also welcome. By the way, my name is Lea."

"I'm very pleased, Lea. My name is Vera. But tell me, judging by your voice, you're not yet 30. What do you want to do with an old girl like me?"

"Well, I'll do anything you want with you, and I know no limits."

"Okay, let's go then, is it far? I've been on the road with Milo for an hour."

"We'll take a cab anyway, I'm in a hurry, my beauty." Silently we walk for a few minutes while I search for a cab, I lead her by the hand, it feels good, she sometimes squeezes me tenderly, and strokes me with her thumb. Milo is now walking next to her, is actually really cute. In the cab I ask her "Why don't you have a real guide dog?"

"Well, I've lived here for more than 40 years, and I actually know my way around very well. When I roam around alone, nothing ever happens. But when I'm on the road together with this mutt, there's trouble ahead of me quite often", she smiles. "But he's so sweet, and a real comfort for me when I'm sitting alone at home most of the time."

Just as I close my apartment door behind us, she takes me in her arms and kisses me. Then she touches my face, continues to kiss me, but very gently. "My God, you are beautiful. You are so beautiful, what do you want from me, you could pick any woman you wanted, from here to Algiers."

"Maybe, but now I want you, and in case no one told you recently, you're beautiful too." I drag her to the bed, throw her in and undress her. I laugh "Vera, stay there now, I'll just get the hedge trimmer."

She also laughs heartily "I know, sweetie, my last partner liked my bush so much. For her sake, I never shaved. But if you want, you can shave me."

"Nope, nowadays everyone is smooth as a little girl anyway, so your Black Forest is a nice change. But may I politely ask you to make your pussy accessible to my tongue?"

"It is my pleasure, My Lady." She grabs her pussy with her beautiful hands, pushes her pubic hair out of the way and spreads her lips for me. I go down, and after a very short time she starts squirting, moaning violently, she grabs my hair and rubs her clit all over my face. Mmmm, she tastes good.

She then pulls me up, we kiss, gently first, then with more and more passion. She literally sucks me into her mouth, while she reaches out to grope my ass and pussy. Man, she can really do it. After a few minutes I reach a wonderful climax, I take my time and enjoy every second while I squirt into her hand. With a wicked smile, she holds her hand up to her face and while she licks my juices from her fingers, I ask: "Wow, round one was a draw, what do you think?"

"Yes, honey, I think so too. Now please be so kind and get us something to drink. And bring all your toys with you, after all, we want to get to know each other a little better."

Okay, you sweet old cunt, I think, and then I come back with champagne, dildos, vibrators, plugs and whips, press the glass into her hand, and spread the rest out in front of her on the bed. She drinks her glass in one gulp, holds it out to me, drinks again and then feels my toys.

"That's what I thought, vanilla sex, like just now, probably doesn't happen often with you."

"That's right, only with women I genuinely like." I stroke her cheek and kiss her gently on the mouth. To my surprise, she now holds out the leather whip to me.

"I like to change roles, how about you, beautiful Lea?"

"Oh yes, sweetie, I'm so glad I found you, this is going to be such a nice evening." She now lies down on her back, I kneel in front of her on the bed, leather whip in hand. I hit her right breast first. No response, so I try again. Still no reaction.

"Sweet mistress, I'm so ticklish, can't you hit me harder? A little girl could do better."

"Okay, you old toad, you really want it, huh? That's fine with me!" I'm now whipping every part of her fine body, completely unpredictable. But I still spare her pussy. And finally, she screams in pain, but she still complains

"You cursed hobby molester, beat me up properly, or let it be right away." When my leather whip hits her pussy for the first time, she clenches her legs together in surprise. But now, nothing will save her, I've passed my 'point-of-no-return', and I'm whipping her almost to the point of bloodshed.

She turns on her stomach to protect herself from the blows. Okay, time to torture her butt. I've been looking forward to this since I saw her wrinkly ass for the first time when I undressed her. She's been jerking off all the time, I hear her moaning, she's probably having a climax right now. I stop whipping her. "You bitch can't see it, but your back and ass look so beautiful, with the red welts."

"But I can feel it, right down to the tips of my toes, it's awesome, so exciting, please don't stop, mistress."

"Didn't you just have an orgasm, old cunt?"

"Yes, but I still want more."

"Bad luck, sweetie, but I don't." I just want to be submissive now, I throw away the whip, and lie down on the bed with my upper body. Her flaccid whipped ass is right in front of me now. I run my arms under her thighs, lifting her abdomen. I inhale the delicious smell of her sweaty cunt. And also a little of my favorite smell. "Mistress, you stink, but I'm going to lick you nice and clean in a moment."

"I hope so, you depraved, needy slut. And do it well, or you will get to know the beast in me!"

I pull her ass cheeks apart. Her asshole is as hairy as her cunt, and it is surrounded by hemorrhoids, and slightly open. Not pretty, but so bizarre that I almost freak out. I immediately stick my tongue as deep as possible into her ass. I make my tongue as stiff as I can, and fuck her asshole with it. She moans loudly, now I stick my nose in her ass and lick her cunt clean.

"Yes, you damn bitch, you're so beautiful, and yet such a perverted pig. Start fistig me, and lick my dirty asshole again!"

Her big cunt is so wet that all five fingers go in without any problem, so I now make the fist, and start pumping slowly. As ordered, I stick my tongue into her asshole again, now I fist her faster, she howls, I fist her even harder. With my other hand, I'm fisting my own cunt. I keep fisting both our cunts while I alternately stick my tongue deep into her asshole, and then lick the edge of her hairy hole and her hemorrhoids again. It's so abnormally kinky that I cum after a short time, screaming with lust. But I continue fisting and licking her anyway. After some time she also whimpers and screams, I stop licking her ass, she can't appreciate it at the moment, she is too busy reaching the top and can't feel my sweet tongue in her ass anyway.

But she will feel my fingers entering her nasty, hairy asshole, so I gradually put my fingers into her kinky, loose, hairy poopshoote, only my thumb stays out. With the other hand I continue to fist her cunt. With both hands I am now digging into her holes with all my might, she is panting, screaming, she is on the verge of cumming.

"Come on, you fucked-out old bitch, do I have to get a stovepipe to help you get off? You lousy cunt, show me how much you love me, now, SHOW IT TO ME NOW!"

"Lea, Leaaaaa, LEAAAAAAAAAAA!" she screams, she is so loud, hopefully the neighbors won't call the cops. She twitches so much that she squeezes my hands out of her holes. I am exhausted, because of all the excitement and sensation during this last hour, with this beautiful blind elderly woman. The whipping, our role changes, the ranting, the smell, the taste, the fisting, my two orgasms, and now I see her blind eyes staring to the ceiling as she rolls on the bed to her orgasm, she is laughing and crying alternately. Immediately I hug her, kiss her, ruffle through her wild black hair. We hold each other tightly, kiss, calm down very slowly. After minutes of cuddling she says

"Lea, God knows I've experienced a lot, but you're absolutely unique in my life, probably unique at all. What do I do now? I didn't expect something like this at all anymore. I'm in love with you like a fucking teenager." She kisses my face, again and again.

"Vera, sweetie, now calm down. I feel the same way. Apparently, something like this doesn't only exist in Hollywood, but also in real life. You're probably worried about the age difference. Fuck it! I can feel that we belong together. I have an eventful past, and I have long since given up the habit of questioning things longer than absolutely necessary. I've been listening to my gut for years, and it's always been a good advisor to me.

And today he tells me: ‚Lea, grab this mature, sweet girl, she's exactly what you need right now.' And, Vera, no one can say what the future holds, we don't even know what will happen tomorrow. Do like I do, enjoy the moment, just don't drive yourself crazy. You stay with me for now, we'll have a drink, chat. Then I'll take your little dog for a walk, and you'll spend the night here. And tomorrow I'll make you a fine breakfast. And then we'll see. What do you say to that?"

"I'm crazy about you, darling, and I want to have breakfast with you every morning. But, to be honest, I'm already hungry right now. You've done me so badly, I'm craving calories. Do you think you could fix a snack for us, or order a pizza, or something?"

"Of course, sweetie. Relax, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

LATER...

"Oh, that was really, really good. You're a top chef."

"And you're an old flatterer, it was just a simple meal."

"But perfectly cooked. You know, I was born in Italy. And there they attach great importance to good food. Are you a trained cook?"

"Oh sweetie, I'm so glad you liked my food. My grandma was very skilled in the kitchen, and always wanted me to learn to be a cook. But I really wanted to dance. And I loved it so much, but now I'm done, I had to quit for health reasons and now I only get odd jobs, and struggle, because this apartment that I love so much is so expensive. But let's make ourselves comfortable now, just give me your hand and follow me to my living room."

We sit down on my large sofa and then I ask her "Tell me, why does a sunny, beautiful Italian woman like you come to this rainy town, where most people are grumpy?"

"I came here with my parents. I studied German language and literature here. My father was born in this City, my Italian mother followed him."

"Excuse me, but I just have to ask because I can't imagine it. Isn't it extremely complicated to study when you can't see?"

"Honey, I wasn't always blind. But it takes a long time to tell everything, do you want to hear it now?"

"Yes, of course. I do not have plans for tonight, apart from having nooky with you again." Vera reaches for me, kisses me passionately and says

"Oh honey, you're amazing. So I'll give you the whole story right away. Well, once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in the countryside in northern Italy, in an orphanage near a big city."

"Oh, poor thing, that's sad."

"No, surprisingly not. We actually only had nice supervisors, mostly female students, who did an internship for their training as a social pedagogue. Then of course there were also some trained educators, there was very friendly kitchen staff who always gave me something to snack on, and of course we had a dean, who was to become my best friend and mentor. We children also had contact with the children of the surrounding farms, and many of them were not as well off as we were. They had to work hard, some had mean parents, some didn't go to school at all, were condemned to a life of ignorance. Incest was not uncommon, but of course I didn't realize that until later, when I was about twelve."

"Why weren't you adopted, you must have been a charming little girl."

"Visually, yes. But until I was about six, I wouldn't make a sound. I was neither sick nor stupid. I could speak at the right age, certainly better and earlier than everyone else, but I didn't want to. I was told that some couples had already taken me home, but then brought me back. Because I had been very quiet even as a baby and very small child. That had unnerved everyone, it was just not normal. Later, it turned out that I was very talented, and far ahead of my age. But somehow I had felt that I actually wanted to stay in this orphanage. There I had friends, got along well with everyone, was taken care of, I just didn't want to go to any family.

One day, I was twelve years old, a couple came. She was Italian, he was German, but he spoke good Italian. Although I was one of the oldest kids, they were particularly interested in me. And I liked them too. They wanted me because I looked like a little girl but was clever like an adult. Our dear dean, with whom I had discussed God and the world for hundreds of hours, recognized my talent early on. He managed my enrollment in high school, where I skipped two grades after the first year, and later another one.

My new parents took me to the city, I stayed at the same school, and at home I learned to speak German from my father. We had a wonderful harmonious life. In the summer in which I finished high school, we moved. I went to university and had no problems with the subject matter. I made a lot of friends, it was so funny, because I was three years younger than my fellow students. I looked so young that I always had problems getting into the lectures at the beginning."

"If I understood correctly, you were 15 when you started your studies?"

"Yes, exactly, and I looked even younger. I didn't have any breasts yet and my face was very girlish."