Desperately touching yourself, your hips and everything below it long since sunken into the mud, thighs now a mound of muck as your hand grinds and drives into your aching cunt. Your face is in her ass, tongue driving in and out of her awful, unwashed asshole. The swampy moonlight is just clear enough to see it. Crusted, stained with shit that was left there for days, mud long dried to coarse dirt flecks, every so often caught in your mouth, as though your lapping were the closest thing her foul hole had come to cleaning.
You've seen her here, watched her rut in piles of her own shit, writhe with pleasure in the mud of her swamp. Black hair made brown by her ardor for filth. You'd thought to approach, but now, here, it's all so intoxicating. Your hand grips her green cheek, spreading it wide to enjoy. You're fairly certain the grasses you once sat nestled in have withered to pulp from her emissions, but you cannot help but breathe that poison deep.
Her hand is rooted in your hair, wrenching you closer. You couldn't fight her grip, you couldn't get away, your legs are buried, but so is your tongue, your fingers, your face in the ogre's crack. Your cheek is smeared in shit, picked up from her unclean rear. You've long since licked away such filth, now deposited in your increasingly foul mouth. She moans each time your tongue forces its way into her rear, her mouth closed into a smile. But suddenly, you feel something harder, firmer, fouler.
You can hear her grunt and giggle, your free hand's grip becomes desperate as your other picks up speed within yourself. She's pressing it into your tongue now. You open wide, as wide as you can, to accept. The log presses against your upper lip, scraping along your teeth as it shines it's way into you. Your tongue is screaming, your legs shaking as she shits in your mouth. You can feel your cheeks stretch as the turd coils in your despoiled mouth. Gentle thuds as the still-pressing shit overflows, spreading across your lips, your cheeks, the tip of your nose and then dropping down, smearing it's way across your breasts, flowing and thudding across your midsection as it lands in a heap by your legs. You can feel its warmth against the back of your wrist, your rolled back eyes preventing you from devouring the sight of your spoiled body.
The ogress turns back around, the white slits of her eyes unhindered by the gloom of night. You look up to her, pleadingly. You search her gaze for approval, you beg with a gaze. You hear a stifled chuckle as she shoves her ass into you more fully, shoving you to your back in the mud as she sits on your face. You can feel the squish of cool, soft mud against your back, the warmth of her thighs smearing waste and mire against your heavy breasts.
She bears down, shit pushing through your mouth now, forcing you to swallow whole. Your hand wraps her thigh as you continue to masturbate. You can feel her fingers working herself against your chin as she joins you in pleasuring herself. She hasn't stopped, using your ruined mouth as her toilet as you can feel the overflow cascade into small piles by your ears. The sheer weight of her heady dump a growing presence in your gut as she continues breaking you in.
-Marshi 🤎
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