It was feeding time again, and Emily was ready for it. She had been holding in her bowel movements for hours, waiting for her husband to come home from work. As soon as he walked through the door, she bolted down to the basement where she knew he wouldn't be able to resist her calls.
"Feed me, darling," she purred, striking a seductive pose on the everyday wooden chair. Her breasts heaved slightly against the tight fabric of her dress as she bit her bottom lip in anticipation.
Her husband, Dave, hesitated for a moment before approaching his wife. He knew what was about to happen but couldn't help himself. He was addicted to the feeling of warmth and fullness that only Emily's long turds could provide.
"Ready when you are, love," he said, pulling down his pants and underwear. Emily's mouth watered at the sight of his bare, hairy ass. Slowly, she leaned forward and pressed her warm lips against the sensitive skin just above his asshole.
"Open up wide, baby," she whispered into his ear, slipping one finger inside to loosen him up. Then, with a sudden force, she pushed her tongue deep into his anus, curling it up to touch the tender spots inside. Dave moaned, unable to contain himself any longer.
"That's it," Emily encouraged, lavishing licks and soft nibbles on his sphincter. "Let it all out for Mommy."
As if on cue, a hot stream of shit shot out of Dave's asshole, filling Emily's mouth with its warm, earthy taste. She swirled her tongue around the digit, savoring every drop, and then gently pulled back to let him breathe.
Dave panted heavily, his face flushed with both arousal and relief. He hadn't expected Emily to make him wait so long, but the anticipation had only made the experience more intense.
"That was amazing," he murmured, reaching out to stroke his wife's hair. She gave him a sultry smile, her eyes gleaming with pleasure.
"You know you love it," she purred, licking her lips clean. "Now it's my turn."
Without further hesitation, Emily sank to her knees and took hold of Dave's now-tired erection. She stared into his eyes as she slowly lowered her mouth over his cock, bobbing her head up and down in slow, deliberate strokes.
As she brought him closer to orgasm, she ran her tongue along the rim of her anus, teasing the sensitive tissues ready for his next load. Dave groaned in anticipation, knowing that this was only the beginning of a long and satisfying night of filth and pleasure.
Emily took him deeper into her throat, sucking on his shaft with expert precision. She winced slightly as she felt the first pricks of pleasure in her colon, signaling the imminent arrival of another steamy load.
"Feed me, baby," she whispered around his member. "I need your cum inside me."
Dave gripped the back of her head, holding her tightly as he erupted inside her mouth. She swallowed every drop greedily, savoring the taste of his semen mixed with her own saliva.
They stayed like that for what felt like hours, their bodies entangled in a web of sweat and filth. Finally, spent and satisfied, they pulled apart. Emily wiped the last traces of cum from her lips and stood up, stretching her stiff limbs.
"Well," she said, toying with the hem of her dress. "That's it for now. Guess we should clean up a bit before Dad gets home."
Dave nodded, his mind still reeling from the intensity of their encounter. He followed his wife upstairs, both of them aware that this wasn't just a dirty little secret anymore. It was who they were—a couple bound together by their deepest desires and darkest urges.
