ManureFetish - Sissy Franky

Sissy Franky grinned as he approached the Manure Pit once more. He inhaled deeply, savoring the musky scent of fresh cow manure that filled the air around him. It had been too long since he had indulged in his favorite fetish, and he couldn't wait to cover himself in the creamy brown goodness. His cock was already hard at the thought of it. With a determined step, he climbed over the fence and made his way to the pipe where the manure poured in from the cowshed. His eyes scanned the ground, searching for the familiar dildo he had shared with Lyndra Lynn on their last visit. Sadly, it wasn't there. He pouted for a moment before deciding to soldier on without it. After all, there were plenty of other ways he could have fun with the manure.

Gingerly, he stuck one foot into the squishy mixture that coated the ground. It was warm and soothing, and the feeling caused his cock to twitch with anticipation. He took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and then sank both feet into the manure up to his ankles. The soft squish beneath his soles sent shivers of excitement down his spine. He wasted no time; he knelt down and started rubbing the thick substance over his chest and arms. It was soothingly cool at first, but as it began to dry in the sun, it turned hot and sticky, adhering tightly to his skin. Sissy Franky giggled as he felt himself being covered in a second layer of cow dung.

Moving on to his lower half, he gently slipped out of his tight-fitting shorts and let them drop to the ground, covered in the slippery mud. His slender legs were now completely bare, and he smiled at the sight of them disappearing into the pile of manure. He repeated the process with his underwear, his face flushing with excitement as he felt the cool manure against his bare ass. He stood up, careful not to lose his balance in the thickening mud, and began walking towards the buckets that held fresh manure. He couldn't resist lifting one up and pouring it over his head, drenching himself in the warm, thick liquid. He giggled again as he felt the manure sliding down his chest and stomach, covering every inch of his body.

Feeling exhilarated, Sissy Franky made his way back to the pipe, where he pressed his back against it, spreading his legs wide. He took out his cock and began jerking off, moaning softly as he watched the manure slide down his stomach and gather in the valley between his legs. He thrust his hips forward, forcing the manure to cover his erect penis, feeling it slide over his sensitive skin with each thrust. As he neared climax, he reached back and smeared some of the manure onto his asshole, grinning as he felt it warm and slick against his flesh. Just as he was about to cum, Lyndra Lynn appeared out of nowhere, her beautiful face covered in a grin. She leaned in and swallowed his cum, smiling as she wiped the string of cum from her mouth. "Thank you for that," she said, her voice thick with lust. "You truly are my favorite sissy boy." Sissy Franky shook with excitement. It felt so good to be appreciated by someone who understood his deepest, darkest desires.

Lyndra Lynn smiled, her hands tracing lightly over the manure coating his body. "Now that you've taken care of that," she purred, "it's my turn to play." She knelt down next to him, her eyes locked on his. Slowly, she reached out and began to caress the thick coating of manure that covered his chest, her fingers tracing slowly down towards his hardened nipples. She dipped two of her fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean, grinning as she watched his eyes widen in anticipation. Lowering herself onto her knees, she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking hard and stimulating him with her tongue. As he felt himself growing harder once again, she used one hand to spread his asshole open and the other to slip a finger inside, moaning around his cock as she prepared him for what was to come.

She moved away from his groin and stood up, hands on her hips as she admired her work. She looked impossibly dirty yet sexy, covered in manure from head to toe with a smear of it still smeared provocatively across her lips. Sissy Franky moaned as he watched her bend over, offering him access to her creamy brown hole. He pushed himself to his feet, still somewhat unsteady on the slippery ground, and slowly made his way towards her. Kneeling behind her, he gently pushed his cock into her ass, groaning as he felt her warmth envelop him. He began to piston slowly, thrusting in and out of her while his other hand traced circles around her asshole, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. As he felt himself getting closer to orgasm, he pulled out and leaned over her, his cock tracing slow lines across her ass cheeks as he came all over her back and legs, filling the air with his moans of ecstasy.

They collapsed onto the ground, their bodies intertwined in a sticky mess of manure and sweat. Sissy Franky wrapped his arms around Lyndra Lynn, nuzzling his face into her neck. "I missed you," he murmured, his voice muffled by the thick coating of mud on his lips. She pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I missed you too, Franky. But I'm so glad you're back." And together, they reveled in the filth and the pleasure that only they could share, knowing that their love for each other was truly one of a kind.