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Unexpected Delivery - part 3
You wake up in bed next to Elara, feeling more alive than you have in years. The sun is streaming through the window, casting a warm glow over her sleeping form. She looks so peaceful, and you can’t help but smile as you remember the incredible night you shared together.
‘Hey,’ you whisper, gently nudging her shoulder. ‘Time to wake up.’
Elara stirs, her eyes fluttering open to meet yours. She smiles at you, and it’s like a ray of sunshine piercing through the clouds.
‘Morning,’ she says softly.
You lean in and give her a gentle kiss on the forehead. ‘I had such an amazing time last night,’ you tell her. ‘Let’s keep exploring this together.’
Elara nods, her cheeks flushing with excitement. ‘I’d love that,’ she says. ‘I feel like we’ve only scratched the surface of what’s possible.’
After a quick shower, you both head to the kitchen to make breakfast. As you cook, you can’t help but think about how far you’ve come since your breakup. You never thought you’d be able to open up like this with someone again, let alone explore your deepest sexual desires. But here you are, standing in your kitchen with Elara, discussing your favorite parts of the previous night’s activities.
‘I loved how we both reached orgasm at the same time,’ you say, stirring a pot of scrambled eggs. ‘Did you enjoy it too?’
Elara nods enthusiastically. ‘It was incredible,’ she says. ‘I can’t wait to do it again.’
You smile at her, feeling a warmth in your chest that you haven’t felt in a long time. As you sit down to eat, you realize that this is only the beginning of your journey together. The thought fills you with excitement and anticipation for what lies ahead.
After breakfast, you decide to go shopping for some erotic scat fetish supplies. Elara blushes as she picks up a particularly naughty item, saying, ‘I’ve always wanted to try this.’
You laugh and give her a playful nudge. ‘Well, now’s your chance,’ you say. ‘Let’s see what else we can find.’
As you browse the store, you feel a sense of freedom that you haven’t experienced in years. With Elara by your side, you’re no longer afraid to explore your deepest desires. You know that she understands you and accepts you for who you are, and that knowledge is incredibly liberating.
Back at your home, you prepare dinner together, incorporating scat play into your meal preparation and consumption. As you mix feces into the sauce, you can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.
‘This is definitely not your typical cooking show,’ you say, grinning at Elara.
She giggles and nods in agreement. ‘I never thought I’d be doing something like this,’ she says. ‘But it’s actually really fun.’
As you finish eating, you feed Elara a bite of food that has been mixed with your own feces, saying, ‘bon appétit.’ She laughs and playfully feeds you a similar bite, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
The chapter ends with YN and Elara engaging in a passionate kiss, their mouths tasting of each other’s feces mixed with food, as they retreat to the bedroom for another round of scat play.
The sunlight filters through the blinds, casting stripes across the bed where you and Elara lie entwined in each other’s arms. Your skin is slick with sweat, and the scent of feces lingers in the air from your previous night’s activities. You open your eyes, meeting Elara’s gaze as she stirs beside you.
‘Good morning,’ she whispers, her voice still husky with sleep.
You smile, running your fingers through her curls. ‘Morning.’
Elara stretches, arching her back and revealing the curve of her breasts beneath the sheets. Her skin is flushed pink from the heat, and you can’t help but admire her beauty. She catches your gaze and blushes, a shy smile playing on her lips.
‘What do you want to do today?’ she asks.
You think for a moment before answering. ‘I don’t know,’ you say. ‘Maybe we could explore more of our shared interests?’
Elara bites her lip, considering your suggestion. ‘I’d like that,’ she says finally.
After a quick shower to wash away the remnants of last night’s activities, you and Elara get dressed and head out for the day. The sun is shining brightly, and the warmth feels good on your skin as you walk side by side down the street. You decide to go shopping for erotic scat fetish supplies, eager to try new things together.
The adult store is dimly lit, with rows of shelves displaying an array of sex toys, lingerie, and other erotic items. You and Elara browse the aisles, picking up various items that catch your eye. Adult diapers, enemas, and specialty food items to mix with feces are added to your cart as you giggle and flirt, excited about your shared interests.
Back at home, you both get to work preparing dinner together. As you chop vegetables and stir sauces, you incorporate scat play into the meal preparation by mixing feces into the ingredients or using it as a topping for your dishes. The sight of your combined feces mingling with the food is both erotic and taboo, sending a thrill through your body.
During dinner, you and Elara feed each other bits of food that have been mixed with feces, laughing and enjoying the forbidden nature of your activities. The taste is surprisingly not as bad as you thought it would be, and the shared experience brings you even closer together.
After dinner, you both retire to the bedroom for another round of mutual scat play. This time, you incorporate it into your sexual activities, rubbing feces on each other’s bodies, smearing it on erogenous zones, or using it as lubricant during penetrative sex. The sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before, and the intimacy of sharing such a taboo act brings you both to new heights of pleasure.
As you reach orgasm together, you feel closer than ever before after sharing such an intimate and forbidden experience. Your bodies are slick with sweat and feces, but neither of you cares as you collapse onto the bed, panting and spent.
Later that evening, you both cuddle together on the couch, watching a movie and enjoying the comfortable silence that comes from sharing such an intimate experience. The last of the sun falls behind the horizon as you drift off to sleep, content in each other’s arms.