I used to think I was so strong, Zelda thought. She didn't think so anymore. She didn't think like that at all now.
His back against the headboard, Bronson sat there watching his wife. He joked with her about the dildo.
"Maybe you have penis envy," he said.
Carol smirked. "Jealous, Roger? This thing never gets soft, you know."
After that Zelda had to kneel on the bed while Carol stood behind her. It was like an ordinary fuck. If Zelda closed her eyes she could imagine it was a man fucking her. The dude was well made, and when it slipped inside her cunt it felt just like a cock.
"She has a lovely ass," Carol said.
Bronson chuckled. "Why don't you fuck it? Stick it up her ass."
"Not now, darling. But why don't you get behind me?"
"In your ass."
"Not your cock, if you don't mind. I'd like your tongue."
"The hell with that."
"Roger?"
"Okay, okay."
Bronson was annoyed. He never liked it when she ordered him to do it. But she knew him well enough to know he would give in. He went down behind her and in a few moments he forgot all about his reluctance. He opened her ass-cheeks and, slipped his tongue deep inside her asshole. Carol purred as she continued to fuck Zelda's cunt with the dildo.
Zelda couldn't see what was going on, but she'd heard everything and she knew Bronson was sucking Carol's ass while Carol fucked her. It serves him right, Zelda thought. The idea that Bronson had his tongue up his wife's ass turned her on. The dildo felt good as it slid in and out of her cunt, and the image of Bronson's tongue in Carol's shitter caused Zelda to have a sudden and unexpected orgasm. She moaned and gyrated her ass as she came.
Carol was amused. She continued fucking Zelda and told her to come again.
The next afternoon, Carol was at Zelda with the dildo again. As usual, Bronson was watching. They were in a small conservatory at the back of the house, the sun warming everything through the glass roof. Zelda was bent double, holding the back of a chair, her legs apart while Carol baked her ant Zelda had thin chain attached to her nipples, and at intervals would pull at the chains and Zelda would moan.
"Do it harder!" Carol said. Bronson pulled harder. Zelda groaned. "Do you want him to stop?"
"Yes," Zelda gaped. "Beg me to fuck your ass!"
"I won't!"
"Again, Roger. I don't care if you pull one of her nipples off. I want the little bitch to beg for it."
Bronson pulled both chains and Zelda screamed.
"All right, anything you want," Zelda said. "Beg me to fuck your ass."
"Please fuck my ass!"
The dildo came out of Zelda's cunt and a moment later she groaned as it pushed inside her whole.
Carol chuckled. "Are you hurting?"
"It's too big!" Zelda said. "But you're not hurting. I can tell. In fact, I think you like it!"
"I don't!"
"Yes, you do."
Zelda was in agony. The only lubrication was her own cunt-juice and it wasn't hardly enough. But after a while her shitter relaxed. She was used to having something in there now, and when the pain was absent she often liked the feeling.
Carol saw what was happening and began a deep thrusting.
"Go on, make it," Carol said.
Zelda did make it. She had a climax. The feel of the big dildo sliding in and out of her ass was delicious. Her asshole felt like it was a mile wide and the orgasm put a tingling feeling in her guts.
"Look at the little slut," Carol said with a laugh. "She adores having her ass reamed out."
Zelda made no reply. She was coming again and she was too far gone. She cared about nothing now except the lovely feel of the dildo in her ass.
Carol finally pulled the dildo out of Zelda's ass and undid the straps around her waist and thighs. The brunette tossed the dildo onto a chair and smiled at her husband.
"Playing with yourself again, Roger?"
Bronson had his cock out of his pants and his fist around his cock-shaft. He gazed at Carol's tall naked body.
"It turns me on to watch you fuck her."
"How would you like to watch something else?"
"Like what?"
"I'll do a poop on her. Would you like to see that? I think I promised it to you."
Bronson smiled as he stroked his cock. "Yes, you did, go on, do it. Let me see you crap at over her."
Zelda was terrified. She knew Carol wasn't joking. She knew Carol well enough by now to know the brunette was capable of anything.
"Please," Zelda said. "I'll do anything you want, but don't do that to me."
Carol smirked. She teased Zelda. "You'll do anything we want anyway. Isn't that true?"
"Please don't do it."
Carol shook her head. "On the floor, sweet. On the floor on your back. You're about to get baptized. I won't make you catch it and play with it. Not this time. This time you just get it on your tits."
Zelda was forced to lie on the floor while Carol straddled her. Then the brunette eased down to squat over Zelda's tits. Zelda could see all of Carol's gaping clit but not her asshole.
Carol called down at Zelda. Then a strained expression came over Carol's face, a strained expression followed by a sigh. Zelda craned her neck to look. She groaned as she saw the tip of a turd appear behind Carol's cunt.
It was Bronson who could see everything. He had moved behind Carol's ass to watch her shit. He stroked his cock as he watched the first turd come out. What a sexy bitch Carol was. She was worth all the money she cost him. She ran up a fortune in bills for clothes and jewelry, but she was definitely worth it. He gave a short grunt as the first turd squeezed out of Carol's stretched asshole to fall on Zelda's tits.
Carol sighed. "Are you watching, Roger?"
"I am, honey."
"Turn you on?"
"It's beautiful."
"Here's another one."
The second turd was thicker and longer. Zelda was in a daze, a mixture of astonishment and disgust. She was also more than a little excited. There was something supremely sexual about it. Carol had such a lovely body. Such a luscious ass and pert little asshole. She wished she could see Carol's little asshole. That little hole, stretched open into a gaping tunnel while a brown sausage of shit cased out of it. Zelda moaned as the hot turd fell across her tits to join the other one.
After that Carol was finished. Bronson watched her asshole close up to a tight pucker again. He gave her his hand to help bet rise.
"Magnificent!" he said.
Carol chuckled and kissed his cheek. She looked down at Zelda, at the pile of shit on Zelda's tits.
"Don't move," Carol said to Zelda. "Just stay as you are."
A maid was called. Zelda wanted to die when the girl came in. She had seen the girl before. Her name was Millie and the girl now stared with a pale face at the scene in the conservatory.
"Clean my ass first," Carol said to the maid. The girl moved without delay. Carol bent forward and used her hands to open her ass-cheeks. Millie crouched behind her and began swabbing Carol's ass-crack with her tongue.
Quivering on the floor, Zelda watched it. She watched Millie the maid do to Carol what she herself had done several times. So I'm not the only one, Zelda thought. There was some consolation in that. She felt sorry for Millie. She knew what the girl was going through.
But when Millie was finished and Zelda saw the girl's face, Zelda changed her mind. There was no reason to feel sorry for Millie. She had a pleased look on her face. She obviously had enjoyed cleaning Carol's ass. She was a pretty girl and the only thing on her pretty face was an expression of quiet pleasure.
Carol patted Millie's head and told her to get Zelda cleaned up.