By: SuperBeak
WARNING: This story contains graphic scenes of futanari sex, rimming, farting, the wrong way to enjoy ice cream, and scat. If you are under the age of 18 and/or are uncomfortable with any of the topics listed previously, do not read this story.
PART 1
“Delta Company, get ready to roll!” The rumble of humvee engines filled the hot, dry air.
The mercenaries all jumped into the various vehicles. Olivia, a young European woman, stood out like a sore thumb in all the chaos. She had smooth skin, silky blonde hair, eyes as blue as a clear sky. In an effort to stay cool, she wasn’t wearing too much, a sand brown tank top with some tan combat trousers. Timidly, she picked a humvee in the middle of the convoy and climbed in, sitting down in the front passenger seat.
“You ready to roll, clerk?” The driver asked.
“Oh! Ye-yeah, I’m ready to go.” She said, pulling a laptop out of her backpack.
“First rodeo?” One of the mercenaries asked, patting her on the shoulder. The rough texture of the combat glove felt like sandpaper on her exposed shoulder.
“Uhh… y-yeah I g-guess, this is my first job.” She said, turning around to face the mercenary.
The mercenary she was talking to was very attractive, a tan skinned woman with short, black hair. Very strong in appearance, her muscles were clearly defined. Her face was smooth, almost entirely free of blemishes other than one defining feature. Her eyes were two different colors, one was a light green, the other was gray… a large scar ran down from her forehead, through her eyebrow, down to just past her nose.
“Don’t worry clerky,” She chuckled, “We’ll keep you nice and safe.”
Olivia blushed. “Th–thank you. I-I..uhhh… didn’t catch your name…”
“Name’s Arya, you?”
“Olivia…”
“Pretty name… I’ll call ya’ ‘Liv.” Arya said with a wide smile, giving her the thumbs up.
“O—okay!” She replied, her rosy cheeks becoming more evident as she smiled back.
“Looks like we’re rolling.” The driver put the humvee in gear, the solid mechanical click sounded like an M16 Rifle bolt.
Olivia nervously tapped her foot on the metal floor of the humvee as the vehicle left the gates of the base. It was like traveling through a portal into a completely different world. From the busy and bustling military base into an almost empty, seemingly desolate desert.
A little while in, Olivia was starting to get frustrated, the constant vibrating and shaking of the Humvee was making it difficult to type.
“Jeez, how am I supposed to finish the ordnance requests with all this shaking!?” She said, closing her laptop.
“You good, Liv?”
“Yeah…yeah, I’m good…just hard to get work done on the move.” She said, sitting back in the chair.
Everything about the ride was uncomfortable, the roads were rough, the seat was hard, and the road noise was atrocious. Taking a good look around, the humvee was definitely showing its age. “Probably purchased second-hand.” She thought to herself. The rattles and squeaks coming from everywhere in the interior didn’t put her mind at ease either.
Before she could relax, a warning came over the radio. “Lead vehicle, alcon, we’re about to roll through a town. Stay vigil.”
The convoy was composed of seven armored humvees, forming a line, they entered the town.
It was busy, the streets littered with cars trying to get through, people crossing the street, and vendors going from car window to car window trying to sell various goods.
“Show time!” Arya exclaimed, as she climbed up through the port in the roof of the humvee to reach an armored machine gun emplacement.
The traffic seemingly thickened as the convoy rolled deeper into the town, but despite the bustling town and market seeming like utter chaos, things had stayed relatively calm. Other than Arya yelling at people passing by and other drivers to get back otherwise she’d “shove her tan boot up their ass.” The drive through town was rather… uneventful.
“H-Hey! Uhh… Arya… how are you doing up there?” She called up, handing her a water bottle.
“Yeah, I’m good!” She gave the thumbs up before grabbing the water. “Buying me drinks already? Aren’t you forward~” She winked.
“Ye—yeah…” Olivia blushed as she sat down.
“Why am I so flustered?” She thought quietly.
Olivia had never really been attracted to anyone before, not even during school, how had this woman managed to get her blushing like a schoolgirl with a crush.
A little bit later…
The convoy passed through the town with little resistance, things seemed to be going good so far.
Arya came down from the roof turret, taking her seat back.
“Whew… it is HOT out there…” She said, taking a long swig of water.
Olivia couldn’t agree more, while the humvee did have air conditioning, it left much to be desired…
Making the desert heat just slightly bearable rather than the scorching inferno that was the outside.
“Hopefully we finish this patrol and get back to base soon…”
It was then the convoy slowly came to a halt.
Olivia looked out the window, it didn’t seem like they were under attack. “Why’d we stop?” She asked herself quietly.
She’d get her answer soon enough, as the radio chatter would soon give away the reason for the unplanned stop.
“Lead vehicle to alcon, we’ve got a suspicious vehicle in the middle of the road. Might be an IED.”
“Lead, What’s the plan?”
“Truck two is gonna empty out, only the driver is going to stay in it, gonna try to gently push it off the road so it doesn't detonate.”
“Copy, truck three standing by.”
The driver of Olivia’s humvee picked up his radio, checking in. “Truck four copies, standing by.”
The next few seconds were all but calm, looking out the window, Olivia could see the second humvee drive up to the vehicle, slowly pushing it towards the ditch by the side of the road.
Her view went white, her hearing turned to ringing.
Before she could think, the shockwave hit her humvee with such force that anything that wasn’t bolted down was sent flying. The doors shook, the windows buffeted, the entire interior rattled like hell.
As the ringing finally stopped and she could see again, she did a quick self check.
“Errgghh… Jesus…” She said groggily, grabbing her head. “Okay, I think I’m okay… all fingers are here… toes…good…”
As she was recovering, her door was flung open, someone grabbed her by the shoulder and gave her a shake. Looking up, it was Arya, she had grabbed her rifle and hopped out.
“Liv, Liv! You good?”
“I…I’m okay… what about truck two?”
“No good, come on, we gotta help salvage what we can!”
Getting out of the humvee, it was like something out of the movies. The second humvee was overturned, sitting on its roof. The driver was in a ditch being treated for any trauma, somehow surviving the blast, and mercenaries were running back and forth from the wrecked vehicle to another, grabbing whatever ammunition and supplies they could.
It was then that the shot’s rang out.
“From the dune! From the dune!” One yelled as he opened fire at the ridge of the sand dune.
Arya, thinking quickly, grabbed Olivia and shoved her back in the front seat of the humvee. Closing the door, she took a cover position behind the front fender, occasionally popping up to fire a few shots at the ridgeline.
The radio chatter intensified.
“Base, Delta company! We’ve been am— Oh shit! — We’ve been ambushed! One vehicle down, we need air support!”
“Copy Delta, birds in bound.”
“Good! Good! Oh fu- they’re on the ridgeline of the sand dune! I repeat, the ridgeline of the sand dune!”
Looking out, Olivia watched as two jets came into view, unleashing an absolute flurry of rockets into the ridgeline as they passed.
“Good hits! Good hits! Base, Delta company is going to egress northwest and circle back to the outpost!”
The crew of the wrecked humvee ran in, piling into the back of Olivia’s. The front doors flung wide open, the driver hopping back in and Arya hopping onto Olivia’s lap.
“Move, move, move!”
The convoy got rolling fast, doing their best to maintain a steady formation as they got out of bad guy land.
Olivia blushed extensively, not only was her blood flowing from the action, but she was starting to get aroused. Arya and her were now in each other’s bubble. Arya was breathing deeply, trying to calm down from the action, thick, cushy thighs were resting on Olivia’s lap… a certain organ that Olivia possessed started to wake up from its flaccid slumber. She couldn’t help but fantasize about her situation. In her fantasy, their clothes were strewn over the place, Arya was panting heavily having taken a proper pounding from Olivia’s erection, the two collapsing into the seat together, their bodies' warmth combining, with the humvee’s interior becoming moist and steamy.
Snapping back into reality told a different story, Arya was looking around out the window, her rifle in her hands ready for a second attack.
Olivia was still slightly afraid having witnessed all this, but comforted by Arya’s presence.
“Must there be so much bouncing!” She thought to herself, the high speed and rough road grinded her now very erect member into Arya’s rear end.
Olivia prayed that Arya wouldn’t notice.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Arya perked up suddenly, startled by something.
“Oh! Something’s in my…” Turning around, she looked at Olivia, who was now as red as a rose from blushing.
Olivia looked up, seeing Arya’s surprised face fade into a flirty… almost devious looking smile.
Arya wiggled her hips, grinding Olivia’s member against the asscrack of her combat pants.
Leaning back, she whispered into Olivia’s ear.
“When we get back… my room at 1900, got it?”
She whispered, giving her ear a lick as she returned to normal posture.
Olivia was in for a long night…
Later that night…
The convoy had returned, Arya went off to the mission debriefing, and Olivia had gone off to finish the ammunition requests.
Finally getting off of work, it was nearly time for her to meet up with Arya. Quickly showering, she threw on a clean set of clothes and walked to Arya’s quarters.
Olivia was standing outside, as she had to pump herself up a bit to knock. Arya’s quarters were a converted shipping container. A single window had crudely cut into the side of it with a metal frame and bars welded to the outside. The same thing had been done for the door and an AC unit, which were simply stuck in through a cut hole and sealed off with… pool sealant?
“Wow… they really spare no expense…” She said, sarcastically.
Bravely, she knocked on the door. Crashing and banging echoed from inside the container.
The door flew open with the might of Zeus and what staggered to the door was a hot… drunken mess…Olivia looked up as Arya was quite a bit taller than her.
“O-oh hey~ -hic- There you are, Liv~” Arya said, stumbling around a little.
“Arya… have you been drinking?”
“H-huh -hic- y-yeah~ I always gotta have… -hic- my sauce…after a fire fight.”
Before Olivia could protest, Arya quickly stuck her head out, looked around, grabbed Olivia and dragged her into the room. Now very much inside, Olivia took a good look around. Besides a few things that had got knocked over, probably from Arya’s drunken rush to the door, the room was quaint, comfortable even. The bed, while not large, was of decent size. There was a small desk which had a few knick knacks on it, a gun safe, and even a large dresser, the container even had its own private bathroom.
“Y-you have uhh… a nice room…” Olivia squeaked nervously.
“Th- -hic- Thanks!”
Arya pulled Olivia down onto the bed, climbing on top of her and holding her down.
Olivia was caught off guard, blushing profusely as her face was mere inches away from Arya’s. Olivia could smell the alcohol from her breath, even the gunpowder and sweat from today’s events… but that didn’t matter. They were staring intently into each other's eyes. It became very apparent that Arya was very strong, with one hand she grabbed both of Olivia’s, holding them down on the bed right over her head.
They started making out passionately, their tongues searching each other’s mouths like spotlights in the night sky. Like swans even, a loving dance of twisting and turning, feeling each other’s warmth… in this moment, they were as one.
“O-oh~” Arya gasped as she felt something rub up against her womanhood. Looking down, she saw Olivia’s little friend rise up from its slumber. “ehehe~” She laughed, deviously.
Olivia tried to move her arms, it was then she found out she’d been handcuffed to the rails of the bed. “Huh!? When did that happen?”
“I-I -hic- hope you don’t mind~ but… I haven’t met a woman who was so well endowed like this~” Arya said, slowly removing her own pants, revealing a tight black g-string.
Moving down towards Olivia’s waist, she used her teeth to pull down Olivia’s pink striped panties. “Aww~ these are cute… they -hic- fit you.” If Olivia wasn’t red in the face before, she definitely was now.
“Oh~! It’s huge!”
Looking at Arya, Olivia could see her massive erect member resting on Arya’s cheek.
Cheekily, Arya gave it a long, slow lick from the base up before planting a small kiss on the very tip.
“H-hey Liv~ you ever had an assjob before?”
“A… a what..?”
“I’ll -hic- just show you~” Arya said, moving back up on top of Olivia. She positioned Olivia’s erection right in between her thick, voluptuous cheeks. Arya slapped a small jukebox on the nightstand… playing one of her favorite songs: “Candy Shop” by 50 Cent.
Slowly and sensually, she rubbed Olivia’s erection up and down, massaging it with her soft rear mounds…
“Oh~! Mmm~” Olivia moaned as the sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt.
The warmth of Arya’s body, her ass sweat making the sliding motion smooth and slick, the feeling of the soft strip of fabric from Arya’s G-string rubbing up and down her member like a cherry on top, sending a tingle down her erect member.
She was about ready to bust as the song ended and another began… “Sexy Back” By Justin Timberlake.
It was then things took a rather… interesting turn… as Arya’s stomach growled, she let out a large and loud “BRAAAAaaaaAAP!”
The vibrations from Arya’s ass was just what sent Olivia over the edge.
“Ah-AHn~!” Olivia moaned as, like a fire hose, her erection discharged. Her load splattering all over Arya’s ass.
Olivia closed her eyes, embarrassed that she had come so early. Arya however, grew more and more devious.
“Oh, you liked that did you? -hic-“
Arya reached back, sliding the rear of her G-string over allowing Olivia’s erect member to rub in between her ass cheeks with no obstruction.
She grunted, releasing a fury of small, machine gun-like braps.
“Pfrrrt! Braap! Pbrrrrttt!” The vibrations sent shivers up Olivia’s entire spine, she was somehow erect again.
“Braaap! Pffft! Braaap!” With another flurry of back blasts, Olivia shuddered as she came again.
“Well… now that I know what you like… let mommy empty your tank as I empty mine~”
As the night went on, Olivia came over and over again… the pleasurable feeling overwhelming her senses as Arya ripped one again and again.
She didn’t even know she could bust so much. The feeling of pleasure slowly turned into torture… as her testicles began to ache from discharge after discharge.
“Ar–Arya… please… I-I can’t take much more!” She cried, as she came again.
“Oh come on, Liv~ you’ve got at least one more in you~”
Unfortunately for Olivia, Arya would say that at least seven more times before finally stopping.
“Whew~ -hic- you sure came a lot!” She said, getting up off Olivia.
Olivia sighed in relief…not to say that she didn’t enjoy it, but it was quite a lot for her first time. She started to doze off slowly.
This however, wasn’t the end of the night.
“Oh Liiiiv~”
Olivia opened her eyes, Arya was sitting right over her face, she tossed her soiled G-string way. Olivia was now staring at Arya’s dripping womanhood, her skin glistening as the sweat and juices reflected the light.
“I -hic- hope you didn’t think the night was over~ I still haven’t cum yet~”
She didn’t give Olivia the chance to respond, cramming Olivia’s face into her womanhood, she slapped the jukebox again, this time playing “My Humps” By the Black Eyed Peas.
It was then the night took a turn for the worse, Olivia’s mouth was right up against Arya’s womanhood. But her nose? Her nose was rubbing against Arya’s sweaty, post-fart asshole. The smell was horrible, greasy wet ass hairs penetrating into her nostrils as she could only breathe through her nose. She gagged softly with each huff.
“God, I wish she showered before this…” She thought to herself.
“Lick.” She commanded, grabbing the back of Olivia’s head, shoving her even deeper in.
Olivia obeyed, using her tongue to lap away at Arya’s womanhood. Unlike the smell of her damp and smelly asshole, Arya’s womanhood was oddly sweet, giving Olivia just a little glimmer of pleasure in the damp swap her nose was currently in.
Arya’s stomach grumbled again. “Oh~ Looks like mommy’s tank isn’t empty yet… I know you l-love -hic- my farts… sniff them all~”
“BRRRRaaap!”
With her nose firmly wedged in Arya’s thick cheeks, she had no choice but to inhale the fart at its fullest. Her nose burned, the hot gas overpowering anything else going on in her mind.
“PFFFRRRRRrrrrrtttt!” Another blast forced its way into her nostrils before she had a chance to recover from the first one. Begrudgingly, Olivia kept licking.
“Aahn~!” Arya moaned louder and louder, the feeling of releasing the pressure in her guts while being pleasured turned her on immensely.
“Lick faster! Yes, baby~!“ She began grinding her womanhood on Olivia’s face while repeatedly torturing her with back blast after back blast.
“I-I’m almost there! Drink it, Liv~”
She grabbed Olivia’s chin, forcing her mouth open as she climaxed, the juices flowing into Olivia’s mouth and down her throat.
Olivia swallowed as the fluid entered her mouth, despite her suffering, her body was still aroused.
Her tongue lapping away, trying to get every last drop of Arya’s juices.
“Haaah~ Haa…. That was so good, Liv~” Arya said, panting. She let out one more rumbly fart.
“PBBBRRRRT!” This one was intense, like a tidal wave of stink washing over her face.
This one sent Olivia into a fit, struggling with the handcuffs, and gagging, trying to get away.
As she whimpered, her tongue bounced up and prodded Arya’s womanhood once more.
Feeling this and hearing Olivia’s whimpering, in her drunken stupor, Arya thought that Olivia still wanted more.
“Oh, you poor baby…” She said, petting the top of Olivia’s head. “I’m -hic- sorry, mommy wasn’t listening to what you wanted…”
“Oh, oh thank goodness… she’s finally going to get off my face.” She thought to herself.
“You must r-hic-really want to taste more of me, don’t you?”
Arya shifted slightly, aligning her butthole with Olivia’s mouth.
“Here you go babe~ -hic- Lick to your heart’s desire~”
Olivia, despite the disgust, plunged her tongue into Arya’s brown, unwashed and sweaty, pucker. If the smell was bad, the taste was awful, dried up chunks of fecal matter littered the hairs and sweat dripped everywhere. Olivia gagged as the sweat combined with her saliva, forming into a slightly brown, sticky goo. The goo stuck to her tongue and the sides of her mouth like syrup, slowly oozing its way down the back of her throat.
Arya could feel Olivia gagging, but from her perspective, Olivia opening up her mouth more and rapidly pushing it against her ass cheeks as her tongue invaded the dirtiest spot it could, felt like she was french kissing it.
“You’re… -hic- so dirty, Liv~ I haven’t wiped or properly washed my butt for days… and here you are eating it like a g-hic-gourmet meal” It was then her stomach gurgled loudly, which could only mean one thing. “Oh~! Aren’t you lucky… it looks like mommy’s bakery still has a few treats for you.” Arya said, sitting more on Olivia’s face.
Olivia’s mouth was now completely forced open, Olivia’s mind and taste buds were screaming at her to stop, but her body refused. Her lips forming an airtight seal around the lovely, stinking pucker.
“Why– Why am I? Why am I sucking on her butthole?” She thought to herself, “This is so wrong… so gross.”
“BRRRRAAAAaaaap! PFFFRRRAAAT!” Arya let out two absolute stink bombs into Olivia’s willing but somehow also unwilling mouth.
The gas was unbelievably thick, almost like a thick coastal fog, Olivia could feel the moist particles fill her mouth, puffing up her cheeks. Her taste buds were screaming at her to get this…steam… out of her mouth.
“Body, body don’t you do–” She gulped loudly, her throat pushing the pocket of fog down her gullet. “Ya’ did it.” She wondered what was happening to her, she definitely hated the taste, the smell, but the humiliation…the situation… was such a turn on that despite her mind having second thoughts, her body was all in.
Unable to stop herself, her mouth sucked harder, trying to savor as much of the feeling as possible.
“BRRRFFFFFRRRAAAAAAAAAT!”
As another damp, moist fart was pumped down her gullet, Olivia could feel the blood rush down her body again… “Oh no… body please don’t…”
It was too late, her organ had woken up again, this time it was harder than ever.
Arya was now staring down a 6-inch long, throbbing girl-cock.
“So you do really love my ass and my gas! -hic-” She said, bending over, she gave the erect member a flurry of kisses starting from the base to the tip. It throbbed over and over again, Arya could feel it pulsing as she grabbed it. “Don’t worry baby, mommy will take good care of you~” She put her mouth around the tip, working her tongue around the tip like a cyclone, occasionally letting it play around a little in the opening of the urethra.
“BRRRRRRAAAAPP!”
Olivia was in a true mixture of heaven and hell. Her body was loving every minute of the sexual pleasure, becoming one with another girl and being defiled by some of the grossest things the human body could do, her mind however, was in absolute hell. Feeling almost like a passenger in her own body as her taste buds screamed for mercy.
Gagging again, to Arya, it still felt like Olivia was french kissing her butt.
Arya could feel Olivia’s hips start to buck and her throbbing erection starting to twitch.
“C-close again -hic- baby? I’ll give you a big one to finish off~”
With a loud grunt, Arya threw her face down on the dick in front of her, deepthroating it down to the base, while also letting out the biggest fart of the night.
“BBBRRRAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaappppphhhshhrrrrrrt! -SPLURT-!!!”
Olivia came just as the fart started, her hips bucked as she spent her spunk into her partner’s awaiting throat. She didn’t even know she had it in her, but she came for the entire duration of the fart, 35 seconds of the greatest feeling but the absolute worst taste she’d ever experienced… until a shart exploded into her mouth, like TNT going off in a mineshaft, a short burst of brown sludge came bursting out of Arya’s anus, coating the insides of Olivia’s mouth and throat almost entirely.
“Oh fuck! Oh shit!” Arya exclaimed, jumping up and running into the bathroom. Leaving Olivia to reel in both pleasure and pain.
Arya would be gone for sometime, allowing Olivia to rest and catch what she’d been craving since the fart session started, a breath of (mostly) fresh air. The intake of the lingering fart stench was still better than the purity of it from the source.
She didn’t know how long it took, but she was finally starting to come out of her fart and sex fueled daze. Gagging and coughing, her body finally feeling the consequences of its actions as it tried to spit up all the disgusting goo it had just taken in.
“That was… amazing… terrible… but amazing…” She thought to herself. “I.. don’t know if I’d ever want to do this again or go any further… but that was certainly… an experience…”
The bathroom door flew open as if it had been kicked, with an ungodly thick, dark green cloud of fog pouring out.
“Whew… that’s better… absolutely demolished that toilet…” Arya, still drunk out of her mind, had a fantastic idea.
“Say… toilet paper is a bit hard to come by around here… -hic-”
“No…” Olivia thought to herself. “No…no..no…”
Arya walked over, squatting over Olivia’s mouth, this time hovering about 5 inches above. Olivia could see… and smell… the incoming mess…
“Since you love my butt so much… -hic- …care to lick me clean?”
PART 2
“Since you love my butt so much… -hic- …care to lick me clean?” Arya said, squatting down right over Olivia’s mouth.
“W-wai–!”
Without giving Olivia the chance to respond, Arya sat down, grinding her fresh from the shitter, soiled pucker into Olivia’s open mouth.
“Oh yeah~... -hic- Eat mommy’s dirty asshole…” She said, continuously grinding.
Rather reluctantly, Olivia stuck out her tongue. Digging her poor little tongue into each fold, getting little clumps of fecal matter in her mouth with each lick.
“HACK!” Olivia’s taste buds rejected each little clump, gagging at every possible opportunity.
Despite everything, Olivia couldn’t have been turned on more. The mommy play (despite not being related in the slightest), the assjob, the degradation, her body betrayed her mind as it loved every moment of it, apart from her taste buds.
Around an hour later, finally satisfied, having come at least three times, Arya finally got off of Olivia.
“That…-hic- was fun… You’re… my little girlfriend now right~? I promise… -hic- I’ll love you lots…”
Uncuffing her, she laid down, the drunken woman finally dozing off to sleep.
Olivia, however, got up and took quite the long shower and brushed her teeth as thoroughly as humanly possible. But instead of going back to her own bunk in the communal barracks, she laid down next to Arya.
Admiring her beautiful, naked body as she slept, Olivia couldn’t help but run the back of her hand down Arya’s cheek, putting her hand on her chin, she gave Arya a peck on the lips.
Giggling quietly, she pulled the blanket over herself and her new partner.
“Despite the odors and… other things… your body produces… I’d love to be your little girlfriend…” She whispered as she faded off to the land of dreams.
Following the events of that fateful night, Olivia would find herself practically glued to the side of Arya for the entirety of the conflict. The commanders at that Astaroth Security base had noticed when Olivia left Arya’s quarters the morning after. Not wanting to separate the two or risk them losing one another, the two of them had been paired up and reassigned. Arya was to be Olivia’s bodyguard/driver, while Olivia managed the low-risk, low security deliveries between bases.
Naturally, this meant that the two would spend quite a lot of time together. Finding themselves alone with each other on various occasions which would leave many opportunities for Olivia to experience the “love” that Arya had to offer. Fortunately, or unfortunately based on perspective, these opportunities would give Olivia the chance to decide whether she enjoyed it or not.
On one such occasion, Olivia and Arya were returning from quite a long delivery. As they drove along, Arya seemed a little nervous and fidgety.
“What’s wrong, babe?” She asked, rubbing Arya’s thigh.
“I…uh… I wanna try something…” She said, fidgeting even more.
Olivia leaned over, kissing Arya’s cheek. “What would that be~?”
Arya pulled over, pulling her girlfriend into a long, passionate kiss. Their tongues twisting and turning in each other’s mouths for a few seconds.
A strand of saliva stuck as they pulled apart. “We’ll skip the show break then~” Arya said, mischievously. “You’ll want to be hungry for this one…”
“I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me, babe~” Olivia said, massaging Arya’s stomach lovingly.
Though Olivia through her words and actions seemed like she was really excited, her mind was panicking. “Oh god… what did I just agree to?” She thought to herself.
Later that night…
Olivia was sitting on the sofa whilst Arya had gone off to “take care of some business” which had left poor Olivia in a state of hoping it was actual business over preparing a nightmarish gut concoction for her to forcefully consume. She had figured it was the latter option based on their conversation from earlier.
Without much warning, Arya burst into the room, practically jumping onto Olivia. Thrusting her lips into Olivia’s, they made out passionately. Their tongues twisting and playing in each other’s mouths like two birds dancing in the wind.
“Surprise, babe~” She said, pulling out two sheets of paper.
“What’re those?” Olivia asked, confused.
“I pulled a favor and got us Sick In Quarters papers for the next week…”
“Are you serious?!” Olivia was astonished, getting SIQ papers even when you were legitimately sick was nearly impossible during the conflict.
“Dead serious~” Arya replied, continuing their make out session.
It didn’t take long for Arya to tug at Olivia’s combat pants, practically ripping them off her lower body. Pushing Olivia’s panties to the side, she lovingly fondled her now stiffening member.
“I love you so much~” She said, as she pushed her own panties to the side, positioning herself onto Olivia’s extremely stiff member. Slowly, she began to grind herself onto it, the two of them moaning as they enjoyed each other’s bodies. Olivia was loving it, she hugged Arya tightly, her arms slipping up and down Arya’s back as she moved. Her sweat made it slick and moist.
“Ahn~, Ah~, I-I love y-you~” She managed to whimper out as her lover bounced up and down on her thick, erect member. She could feel Arya’s warm juices dripping down slowly as she humped.
“I-I -panting- Love you too…” Arya said, continuously squatting up and down.
It had been quite some time since either of them had done this, despite having been together for a short while now, they found themselves too busy and oftentimes too tired to engage in sexual activities due to the work schedule of the conflict. But none of that mattered right now, in this moment they were able to relieve all of the stress that the conflict brought onto them. With each thrust, they became more and more passionate, savoring the feelings, the moment itself was theirs to enjoy.
“Are- -pant- are you close?” Arya said, putting her hands on Olivia’s shoulders. Increasing the speed in which she bounced on Olivia’s throbbing cock.
“I-I am…” Olivia said, trembling with each bounce.
“Let’s…let’s cum together, okay?”
“O-okay…”
“Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Yes~!” The two moaned loudly, with Arya thrusting her own hips down onto Olivia’s member. Olivia trembling as she pumped Arya’s insides full of her seed. Arya latched onto Olivia’s mouth once again, passionately making out as her insides were frosted like a glazed pastry and pumped and pumped full of thick, oozing, seed.
“Give me everything, Babe~” She whispered into her lover’s ear.
As Olivia finished pumping, Arya stood up, using a finger to grab a little leftover cum from Olivia’s frosted tip, bringing it up to her mouth, licking it off.
“Mmm~ delicious~” She said, her legs trembling as she stood.
Olivia sank down on the sofa, her head resting on the cushions.
“Ahh… that… was great…I don’t get why we skipped lunch though…” She said, closing her eyes for a bit. As she did so, she could feel the couch moving slightly. “Huh…?”
As her eyes opened, Arya was squatting right over her, her seed-filled womanhood right over her mouth. “So close…” She thought. “I can smell her…” Olivia found herself sticking her tongue out slowly, the musk and sweat emanating off of Arya’s inner thighs was hypnotizing. The opportunity was far too tempting for her to ignore.
“Ooh~ You’re a kinky one, babe. You just nutted in me and already want to eat me out?” Arya laughed, deviously. “Well… as you wish… Here’s your dinner~”
Arya pushed her womanhood into her lover’s open mouth. Olivia, in a musk-fueled, loving daze, shoved her tongue as far deep as she could. Licking out her womanhood like a cream filled pastry, Olivia found herself with mouthfuls of her own cum. With each lick, she scooped more and more of her own seed down her throat.
Unable to help herself, Arya started grinding against Olivia’s tongue, pushing herself close to cumming once again. “Babe… I’m still sensitive down there… I’m-I’m gonna-!”
She forcefully grabbed Olivia’s head, holding her mouth in place as she came. Olivia could taste her own juices and Arya’s as they fused together, a cocktail of passion flooding her mouth.
“Ah! God, Liv… I don’t think I’ve ever cum that fast before…”
Olivia laid back on the cushion yet again, breathing heavily as she calmed down.
“I hope you didn’t think we were done~” Arya said, turning around and dropping to all fours so that her butthole was hovering over Olivia’s mouth. “Because I’ve got dessert for you~”
Like an animal in heat, she wiggled her butt slowly and deviously in Olivia’s face.
“Open your mouth, honey~” She said, rubbing her asshole against Olivia’s lips.
Olivia looked at the butthole in front of her, it had clearly not been washed in quite some time yet again. She opened her mouth slowly as she stuck her tongue out, Arya backing her asshole onto her exposed tongue, rubbing her asshole into it softly.
“Grk…hlk…” Olivia gagged softly as Arya’s crack rubbed up and down her tongue. Despite her body being turned on by the act, her taste buds would still rather not be caught in the middle.
The taste was bitter and sour, like she had been sweating and not wiping properly for quite some time.
“God… I love your tongue, Liv~” Arya said, enjoying the warmth and moist feeling of Olivia’s tongue in her most vile place. Her stomach growled, indicating a buildup of pressure. “Oh~? Looks like your dessert is ready for you~! Say ahhh~”
“Ahh~” Olivia opened her mouth wider.
“Good girl, I hope you enjoy mommy’s dessert for you~” Arya backed her butthole into Olivia’s open and ready mouth. “Hrnnghh~”
“PFFFT~! Ah~” Arya let out a small fart. Olivia naturally winced at the taste of the gas, but something was slightly different about it this time, there was a slight coolness to it, like a cold wind.
“PFFRRRT~!”
As the next butt blast entered Olivia’s mouth, she could feel even more coolness mixed in with some of the warm gas. The smell was different too, rancid as always but there was a sweetness mixed into it somehow.
“PFFFRRRRRTT~! -SPLAT-!” As Arya pushed out another fart, the “dessert” finally made its way out, splattering into Olivia’s mouth.
“MMMMPHH!” Olivia winced and wriggled back as she thought Arya had sharted into her mouth again. But as Olivia moved her tongue around, licking Arya’s butthole as well as the insides of her mouth. The taste was different. It was…
Sweet.
Olivia dug her tongue into Arya’s butthole, trying to get more of the sweet substance. As she licked more, Arya moaned, letting out another wet fart.
“PFFFFRRRRRT~! -SPLAT-!”
Olivia tongued the next splatter, doing her best to taste it to discern what it was. There was the mixed in rancidness of farts but the sweetness threw her off.
“Enjoying your dessert, baby~? Here… I feel a lot more coming~”
Arya pushed. “PSSHHHPLLRRRRRRT!”
This time, a decent chunk entered Olivia’s mouth, enough to give away what it was.
Ice Cream.
Though the ice cream was now slightly melting and mixed in with whatever grossness that was contained within the confines of Arya’s guts, Olivia licked feverishly, trying to please her partner and get more of the sweet substance.
“Mmm~ Looks like you do enjoy mommy’s dessert~ Don’t worry, I have plenty more in there…”
“PSHHHHBLRRRRRRRT!”
For the next few minutes, Arya continued to fart more ice cream into Olivia’s mouth. Loving the degrading act she was performing. Eating ice cream out of another girl’s asshole was something she never thought she’d ever do, which turned her on greatly. Her cock absolutely throbbing and dripping with precum as her hips twitched.
In her sex-fueled daze, she started to taste that the sweetness and ice cream was starting to become less and less apparent as Arya continued blast after blast down her throat.
“I know I’ve got more in there~” Arya said. Before she could push out another, she looked down, seeing Olivia’s twitching erection. “Oh~ I’m sorry, baby~ Mommy keeps forgetting about your little friend down here~”
Arya grabbed a small cup of ice cream, using her hand, she pulled some out and began to massage Olivia’s throbbing erection with it.
“Mmmph!?” Olivia wriggled as she felt the cold ice cream being rubbed on her erection. The cold embrace of ice cream sent tingles up her spine as Arya continued to fondle it.
“You like that~? Here’s more dessert too~”
Unfortunately, with this push, the ice cream ran out and a thick, extremely long, log of shit made its way out of her asshole. Slowly, it started to enter Olivia’s mouth.
Olivia began to struggle greatly, the sweetness instantly becoming bitter and disgusting. The concoction of bodily processed military ration-made waste, was too much for her taste buds to handle.
Arya, rather regrettably, didn’t realize that Olivia was suffering and instead mistook her agony for writhing in pleasure.
“Aww~ Is the pleasure too much~?” She said, grunting.
She had yet to realize that the ice cream had run out and she was pushing out a thick, steaming log of some of the most rancid shit humanly possible. If she had access to a normal diet, it might not have been so bad, but the military rations were of poor quality. The preservatives and other chemicals all mixed into a purely vile mixture within her gut, which was now unawaringly being fed to her poor girlfriend.
“GLK! GLK! GLK!” Olivia gagged and gagged as her mouth, throat, and soon to be stomach were flooded with Arya’s horrible log.
She was sandwiched in between both a horny and horrible experience. Recieving a handjob with ice cream and a mouthful of her lover’s shit.
“Mmm~ Taste good?” Arya said, chuckling as she continued to push out more and more.
“HRK! GLK!” Olivia couldn’t even process a way to respond as her mouth was overwhelmed by the thick, gooey turd.
“Ahh~” Arya let out a sigh of relief as the turd finally ended, the last of it sliding within Olivia’s body as her throat reluctantly worked to push it down into her stomach.
As the last of it went down her throat, her eyes were rolled back, her cock twitched in Arya’s hands and she gave it a lick from base to tip. Putting her mouth around the tip, Olivia came. Arya licked gooey, warm, cum, letting it swish around in her mouth a little before finally swallowing it.
“Oh… fuck~” She said, collapsing onto the sofa on top of Olivia’s legs. “That… was great… did you enjoy it, babe?”
Olivia was still trying to process in her mind how much shit she’d just consumed. It was horrendous and disgusting, but still so hot.
“Why…how…? How do I keep letting this girl do these things to me…? And why is it so hot…even if I hate the taste and smell…?” She thought to herself.
“I…I did, babe.” She replied, getting up slightly, she looked at Arya’s beautiful, naked body and even further soiled asshole. “Babe…did you uhh… know that last push wasn’t ice cream?”
Arya was startled, instantly she got up and turned around, grabbing Olivia by the shoulders.
“Are you serious? How big was it?”
“It was… really big… tasted really bad…”
“Oh fuck!” She said, bringing Olivia into an embrace. “Are you okay? I’m so-so sorry!”
“Yeah… I’m okay… It’s okay… I uhh.. I kinda liked it…”
“Wait.. really?” Arya asked, the concern on her face being replaced by a confused and relieved expression.
“Y-yeah… I mean it doesn’t taste or smell good, I hate that part for sure but… I definitely love doing this stuff with you, babe.” Olivia said, returning the embrace.
“I love you and I love you degrading me and making me do these things….” She said, eyeing Arya’s sweaty, naked body. “Now…”
She got right up close to Arya’s ear, whispering into it.
“I’ve been a bad girl, mommy~ Punish me~ Tie me up and force me to lick your dirty little pucker clean~”