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Taken (Abandoned)
Author: Closet Fetishist

Written: February 2009

"So, you ladies wanna get this party heated up?" I manage to slur off my intoxicated lips.

"Sure. Sounds like fun; bedroom's this way."

"Alright, let's get it on."

They laugh. I think they're drunk as well.

I follow the fat asses in front of me and stumble into the bedroom. I lie down. I'm nearly passed out; I feel them flip me over onto my back.

"What's goin' on ladies?" I ask, drunkenly with a smile and mostly closed eyes.

One laughs, the other shakes her head with a slight smile; I wish I knew their names.

"Allie, you wanna go first?"

"Sure, I'll give him a whirl."

She turns to me and smiles, asking excitedly, "Ready?"

I nod like a child saying 'Yes' to ice cream.

She laughs. I like her better. Her fat is more tolerable.

She rises to her feet on the bed and then turns around, showing me her back. She pulls down her tight black spandex pants and her pink, XXXL Victoria Secret panties she probably shouldn't be wearing.

I smile until I see her large, naked ass coming full falling speed at my face.

My face is forced into the crack of the nearly 300 pound woman.

"Oooo, I feel him breathing against my hole."


A hot blast of air washed across my face and then, a smell; a wretched smell, a concoction of beans, cheese, and cabbage.

"Ahhhhh, yes; that's the stuff!" Allie says, expressing sweet relief as the fart rudely escapes her backside.

Then I felt a slap on my chest, "Lick my asshole, bitch!"

I did nothing.

"No? Okay then."

I felt the woman's body shake and tremble; I heard her grunt.


Another hot stream of air and watery squirts of shit blasted my face.

"Ooooo, that feels wet. Shouldn't have had all that broccoli cheese soup," She said laughing.

"Okay, Allie. I think I'm up."

"One more," she says as she grunts.


"Ahhhh, nice airy one to dry you off."

It certainly was dry but certainly not nice as it came exploding out of her dirty, smelly ass. She remained there for several more seconds; then I felt her enormous weight lift off me and I heard a slight pop as my head was pulled from her ass.

"Oh, wait, I'm kind of shitty," Allie says as she grabs my head and shoves it back in her crack to use me as toilet paper.

When she's finished, she tosses me carelessly on the bed as her friend approaches.

"Don't kill him Dana; I want another turn."

"If you insist. Where are you going?"

"I think there's still some beans on the stove."

"Save me some if there is."

"No guarantees."


She leaves laughing.

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