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Rated: GC · Fiction · Adult · #2189978
Fart and Scat experiences with your teacher
Ever since I was a child, I would always get pushed around by my family. They would bully me, make fun of me, and use me for their sexual pleasures. Basically I was their slave. I wasn't even the youngest in the family, I had a younger sister and a younger brother that somehow were able to control me. I got used it and now serving my family as a slave is just part of my daily routine.

I was playing on my computer when suddenly I hear my name being called...

I hear my mother calling me and I go to her in the living room

I came to her running to the living room, and to my surprise I not only find my mom, but also my school teacher. My mom smiles at me and says:

Mom: “Sit down, Sweetie.”

She’s never called me that which was very strange, but I figured she was just putting on an act in front of my teacher.

Me: “Is there a problem?”

Mom: “Don’t worry it’s nothing too significant. Your teacher called me today and told me that we need to have an urgent meeting about your studies.”

Me: “Why? What’s wrong?”

Teacher: "Well, as you may know, your grades for this semester have been slowly declining. Overall, your grades in each subject are either barely passing or outright failing. So I wanted us to discuss a solution for this problem. Basically, what changes need to be made, how can you improve your grades, how can we help you improve, does your daily schedule have enough time for studying? Please talk us through with what your struggling with."

Mom: “I uh.... I have a lot of duties to take care of at home with my family. My family can be very demanding sometimes, with each member of the family demanding me to pleasure...uh I mean serve them with their needs. This can take up a lot of time, sometimes all day long, even to the point of waking me up in the middle of the night to help them with their needs. And thus, this leaves me with almost no time to study.”

Teacher: “Wow, sounds like you’re a very loyally son to your family. Still is their anyway way we can reduce these chores, to give you more time to study?”

Mom: “I’m afraid that’s impossible. As you said he is a very loyally son, if not the most loyally family member in the family. He’s presence and obedience are invaluable. I’m afraid to say that each task we give him, is a task that cannot be cancelled or delayed.”

Teacher: “Well, I’ve run out of solutions to think of. Do you have any suggestions?”

Mom: “Well listen, my son here may not be the smartest student, but one thing’s for sure, he’s a damn good servant. The truth is, those”chores" we ask him to do? Well those aren’t any ordinary chores, those are for our sexual pleasure. We’ve tortured him with lots of extreme punishments. Ass licking, face farting, scat eating, you name it and he’s done it. He’s not my son, he’s my BITCH. I’m his master, and he is my slave. So I propose that we extend his services to you, in exchange you would give a little push to his grades, so that he remains in the safe spot. What do you say?"

Teacher: “You know, now that you mention it, their has been an annoying itch in my asshole, that I can’t seem to able to scratch away. I feel like something wet might do the trick. Can you help me with it?”

My mom looks at me with an angry face and points with her face to my teacher, signaling me to do what I was asked to do.

Me: “I’ll be happy to help you.”

My teacher partially removes her pants and underwear, only to show her anus and pussy, positioning her self in doggy style.
I positioned my head slightly above her asshole and started to slowly lick on the outer ring, barely touching it. My teacher twitches a bit.

Teacher: “OOOOOHHHH..... I didn’t know you were good.”

Mom: “After what we did to him, he better be.”

I start to steadily lick at a faster rate, each time licking a tiny bit closer towards the center. and then with one fell swoop I licked her whole asshole, lapping it with my tongue like the dog I am.

Teacher: "OOOHHHH YEEAAAH.....that feels good...uh huh....yeah rim that asshole!"

I stretched my tongue forward and made it pointy, and started to rim her asshole rapidly, pulsating it. So far, everything was fine. Her asshole didn’t taste as bad as my mothers, and so far the torture was easy to handle. At least that’s what I thought until...

I heard this weird sound coming from my teacher’s belly as I was licking her asshole.

Teacher: “Oh yeah come closer. Your teacher got a gift for you!”

And with that, her anus opened and out came a warm and smelly fart that lasted for 5 seconds. I still was not used to farts, so I involuntarily shook my head away from her ass. However, I forgot that my mom was still in the room watching us, so she grabbed my head and slammed it on my teacher’s asshole.

Mom: "SNIFF THAT FART, BITCH!"

Mom: “Hey, how about a more dominant position to keep him from squirming. Why don’t you sit on his face?”

My teacher grabbed me by the back of my head and pushed me towards the floor. She took off all of her clothes and sat on my face, with her body facing towards my chest.

I was still rimming her asshole, as she jumped up and down on my face.

All of a sudden she stops moving and stays still siting on your face. I hear her grunting and could tell what was going to happen. I brace myself for her fart.

Teacher: “Uh oh... here comes another one!”

She pushes and massages her stomach to release her flatulence. Her anus opens and a loud “braAAAAAAAP!” occurs that changes into a slimy sound, followed by an explosion of shit on my face.

Teacher: “HAH...bet you weren’t expecting my shart!”

She continues laughing while I have her shit smeared on my face, continuously smelling it.
She rubbed her butt deeper into my face, smearing her shit into her butt, making it sticky and sludgy.

Teacher: "You know what I’d love right now? Just a nice french kiss in my asshole will do it. So open your mouth and give my sticky crack a french kiss!"

I gave her the french kisses she asked for, and started to moan softly.

Teacher: “LICK MY SHITTY ASSHOLE, BITCH!”

She changes her position to a squat on my face, while I lick her dirty anus, pushing all of her weight onto my face, her butt cheeks engulfing my face, while I scrap the shit around her ass with my tongue.

Teacher: “SEAL YOUR LIPS ONTO MY ASSHOLE!”

I completely seal her anus with my lips, breathing in the air from her ass, while still licking it.

Teacher: “Urrrgghh. My stomach. It hurts really bad. Must be those eggs I ate.”

I hear her again grunting as hard as she can, squinting her eyes and pushing on her stomach, while moaning.

Teacher: “EEEEEEEHHHH”

A small fart comes out that makes me cough and drop my head down. My teacher stands up and slams my face with her butt, returning to a squat and says:

Teacher: "DID I TELL YOU TO STOP PIG?"

I seal my lips with her anus, and once again, she grunts as hard as she can.

Teacher: “EEEEEEEEEHHHHHHH......AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”

A she relieves herself with a shout, a huge torrent of long brown solid turds rapidly come out directly into my mouth, quickly filling it up, forcing my mouth open, and forcing her shit to spread all over my face, caking it.

Teacher: “CHEW ON MY SHIT YOU PIG!”

With a taste so vile, I start to slowly tear up and cry, and slowly chew on her shit.

Mom: “Alright, that’s enough time for you. Both of you, stand up.”

My teacher finally gets off my face and we both stand up.

Mom: “I hope my son has satisfied you.”

Teacher: “He did, he made for a great toilet and a great ass licker.”

Mom: “Don’t forget about his grades”

Teacher: “Don’t worry, I’ll raise them”

Mom: “Oh, you better keep your promise, or else you’ll be facing me.”

My mom turns her back towards my teacher. She bends her back downwards, and points her butt towards my teacher and farts a big juicy fart “PRFFFFFFFBBBT” that dug in into our nostrils.

Mom: “Keep this as a reminder”

Teacher: “I’m sure your son won’t be facing anymore difficulties in school.”

And with that, my teacher packed up and got out.

Mom: “Right. Back to business.”
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