The Gift (a.k.a. Mouth)

Mouth.

Your mouth.

With its inviting, thick lips.

I lean in.

I kiss it as you sleep.

This wakes you.

I'm in my silken gown with no panties.

I'm ready for you.

I lift up my gown.

You see my sex.

I turn around and straddle you.

I straddle your face.

My asshole over your mouth.

You position your mouth perfectly.

You open your mouth, placing it over my asshole.

A little push and out it comes.

A fart.

A nice, silent fart.

I give you a moment to take a breath.

But, no, you want more.

I place my asshole over your mouth yet again.

Here comes your tongue.

Wet and warm.

Licking me out.

Lapping at me.

You are so hungry for my asshole.

You lick me clean.

You make me cum.

You stick your tongue so far inside my ass.

I fart again.

I clench my ass cheeks tight around your tongue.

It slips out, but you're not done.

You manipulate my asshole with your tornado tongue.

A few more wriggles and the movement begins.

My bowels.

They begin to evacuate.

You grab me tightly by the hips, turn your head to the side.

Catching your breath, before you wrap your beautiful mouth

Around my pulsating asshole.

You grab my hips tightly, hold me down over your face.

I strain, and grab your sex. It is hot and throbbing.

As I stimulate you, I shit.

You gag and fight and moan, yet you hold me tightly.

I couldn't move if I wanted to.

After a moment, I have to. You need to swallow.

I give you a moment.

You chew, gag, almost vomit, but swallow.

You don't want to spit out my gift. To throw it up.

You want to keep it.

This makes me wet.

My juices all over your face. Dripping.

You are getting close. I am tugging at you.

I start to move rapidly, getting a rhythm going.

One more gift for you. A smaller one.

But this one is going on your chest.

We will share it.

I finish you off. Your seed spurts all over me.

I shit on your chest.

It comes out, hot and steaming. I see the steam coming off of it.

The smell almost knocks me over.

We fight to keep from vomiting.

I take a piece of the steaming shit and I rub it along your lips.

You open wide and you eat.

You take what's left and you shove it in my mouth,

Like an eager groom shoving cake into his new wife's face.

Oh, what a wedding picture this would make!

We both gag.

I vomit a little bit.

You laugh and gag. A little vomit runs down your chin.

I wipe my mouth free of vomit, and then I lick it up for you.

Stomach acid. It burns.

But this has been a fantastic gift.

If I do say so myself.

A gift. For your mouth.

Your beautiful mouth.