Flying Solo - Sex Stories

Flying Solo

... she utters, her white teeth a sexy contrast with the brown shit all around her mouth. "I can do that now without gagging, that used to make me gag so bad. You might gag, too, at first, but, like they say, practice makes perfect. My first video I gagged so much I had to delete it. I still don't like to swallow a lot because that will make me throw up later, which is not much fun. Maybe I'll have to learn how to enjoy puking, add that to my videos, we'll have to see." She smiles, though her eyes seem to indicate that isn't something she would relish doing. Time will tell.

"Okay," she suddenly says, reaching out to make another slight camera adjustment. "I'm sure I'll do lots more tasting before we're done here, but I've got to start getting this poop on my body, I'm dying to start smearing this shit all over me. Ready?" She rubs her hands together briefly while looking at the camera until both are slathered in shit and then brings them up to her tits and wipes them all over them, turning them a creamy dark brown. She moans and literally shivers as her hands coat her tits in shit. When her hands are empty, she reaches down to the pile on the pad and scoops up another healthy handful and continues spreading all over her tits and belly, up to her neck and down to her pussy and thighs. The shit is a perfect creamy consistency to cover her skin thoroughly, and she lays it on thickly.

"If only you knew how much I love how all this shit feels on my body," she declares in a near ...

... whisper, her eyes closing, her teeth biting her lower lip, "it's impossible to describe. All the words I can think of don't come close to getting what I'm fucking feeling right now. It's like my stomach is doing somersaults and my breathing coming on in spurts." She caresses herself deliberately and magnificently, grabbing more shit from the pile and spreading it on her arms and finally up to her face. She covers her face, chin and cheeks and forehead, and finally runs her fingers through her hair.

"Some scat performers hate getting shit in their hair," Margo proclaims to the camera, pausing her movements for a moment, "but I love it, the feel of it plastering my hair down to my scalp. It's so fucking wild." She suddenly stops and looks off to the side as if trying to locate something.

"I need a container of some kind," she says mainly to herself. "I know I have one here somewhere. Ah, there it is on the shelf." She reaches over and takes a glass bowl off the bookcase behind her and puts it on the floor in front of her pussy.

"I especially love putting shit in my hair when it's soaking wet. I think I'll just pee in this bowl here and pour it on my head and that ought to get it nice and drenched." She kneels again and puts the bowl under her and soon is pissing into it. When it is half full, she moves the bowl off to the side and puts her fingers into her flowing piss. When they're soaked, she tilts her head back and holds her fingers over her mouth, her pee dripping ...