The first Thursday of November had arrived. Here I was, another dreary start to the week at university. I hated it here, but having finally made the decision to aim for my dream job after years of holding back, I opted to attend here and begin my studies for veterinary medicine. It meant leaving my home town, leaving my friends behind, but it would be worth it, even if I hated the general atmosphere here, full of immature students engrossed in a culture of drinking, vomiting and trying to gain as many sexual partners as possible.
I entered the lunch hall to find numerous students gathered round the television. It didn’t take long to figure out why - it was yet another announcement of yet another lockdown due to the current pandemic. The headline said “Lockdown Imminent - Begins Saturday.” I sighed - there had been the usual rumours in the media leading up to this, and unfortunately it was true. Most of my time out of studies was spent in the pub, so this was going to be a long winter as pubs would have to close down due to restrictions. I only had one thing left for entertainment - but I’ll get to that later.
Friday came along, with the chat of the student rooms being about the forthcoming lockdown. “It’s needed!” one would say, while her friend would argue “It doesn’t solve anything!” I waded past and sat in the corner, trying to get away from the noise and the chatter. I looked up and spotted a group of five girls, the group that had been pestering me to hang out with them ever since the opening week at university. They were keen on my age (being 32, I wasn’t young for a uni student), my maturity, I was different from the average male student. Older, better in bed they’d say among themselves. However the feeling wasn’t mutual. They were all in their early 20s, thinking they were now adults because mummy and daddy paid their university fees so they could get drunk and party non stop. Annoyingly they caught me looking at them and came straight over to me.
“Hi Nathan!” said Hayley, who was generally the ringleader of her little group.
“Hey,” I replied unenthusiastically.
“So, we’re like, having a party tomorrow night as it’ll be our last chance before lockdown! We could use like a, you know, man like yourself there if you wanna come!” she said, winking at me. A couple of Hayley’s friends tried their own thing, smiles, puffing out a chest, fondling their ears. I could think of a million places I’d rather be than at their stupid party.
“Umm, cool. Yeah I’ll think about it,” I responded, fine well knowing I wouldn’t. Thinking about how to avoid it was more true to the point.
“It’d be rad if you came!” said Hayley.
“Yeah I’ll let you know, I need to get going now” I said, getting up and edging past as one of the girls tried squeezing my bum-cheek. I forced my way through the busy room, thinking about how much I didn’t want to be at a crap party with girls who barely knew how to control themselves. As I walked by I suddenly caught eyes with someone else - a real woman. Someone I’d definitely be happy to party with. In my mind, she was the only student worth speaking to in this place. She was drop dead gorgeous, and being 30 she was far more closer to my age - plus she was nearer the level of maturity I was after. We had been getting along nicely, but no major moves had been made yet.
The girl in question looked up at me. “Having fun with the young ones are you?” she said jokingly.
“Emy, please shoot me!” I joked back as I exited the room. Emy looked across, noticing Hayley looking at her. Hayley’s friend Nicole, who also happened to be Emy’s roommate in the dormitories, was whispering in her ear.
It was Friday night and many of the students were having last gasp parties before the lockdown came into place. Emy was in her dormitory, going over her notes from today’s lessons. Just then, the door opened and Nicole entered the room, munching a banana.
“Hey Emy, I’m off out for the night” muffled Nicole, accidentally spewing bits of banana over Emy’s face. Oblivious of what she had just done, Nicole carried on chatting away. “I’m staying at Jamie’s place for one last big sex session before lockdown!”
“Not going to Hayley’s party then? I thought you two were best friends?” asked Emy, watching thankfully as Nicole disposed of the banana skin in the wheeled bin that came with every dorm.
“Yeah, I was gonna, but to be fair I can probably sneak over to her dorm during lockdown, as long as I don’t make it too obvious! I’m off out now, see ya!”
“Have a good night!” replied Emy, as Nicole closed the door shut. Emy stood up to look out of the window, making sure Nicole had definitely gone. She watched as Nicole entered Jamie’s car and they eventually drove off. Emy locked the dorm door. The coast was clear.
Laptop open. Immediately Emy went to her favourite porn site. She stopped for a moment, eyeing up her bedside table. She grabbed her hidden key to unlock the drawer (a handy security feature when sharing a room with someone else). Hidden in there was her roll of black garbage bags. She ripped one off and proceeded to poke holes through it for her head and her arms, and she put it on. Emy then grabbed something else from the drawer, one of her adult diapers, and pulled it up. She tucked the trash bag inside the diaper, giving her that tighter feel of plastic against flesh. Then Emy looked across to Nicole’s wardrobe.
“I shouldn’t…” she said.
But Nicole wasn’t going to be back all night.
Emy opened up the wardrobe. There it was, Nicole’s down jacket, and Emy’s eyes lit up. It was naughty, but it was exactly what Emy wanted. Emy loved trash, she loved diapers, but down jackets were her absolute favourite. Nicole didn’t need to know after all - Emy would keep it clean and put it back afterwards. She grabbed the jacket and put it on, over her trash bag dress. Jacket, trash bag, diaper…you naughty girl Emy! But there was one more thing…that bin. Cylinder shaped, four wheels, easy to move around. Lined with a shiny black garbage bag. These bins had been brought in after some of the girls whined about hauling trash bags down to the dormitory dumpster, especially after a couple of incidents of trash bags splitting and leaving mess everywhere. Emy peered inside the bin - there was just a small amount of trash inside, including Nicole’s banana skin. That meant plenty of space for Emy!
She moved the bin towards her laptop, which was sitting on the edge of Emy’s bed. After taking a deep breath, Emy climbed into the bin and sat herself down. Her head was above the edge of the bin, allowing Emy to view her laptop. There was enough space to move her arms, meaning full access to both laptop and vagina. Once settled, Emy wasted no time in searching for her favourite videos. Emy would watch one after the other, from seeing a woman wearing a diaper being trashed inside a bin (wishing it was herself), to seeing a girl wearing a down jacket being fucked hard (wishing it was herself), to seeing a woman emerge from a dumpster just to be fucked by the lucky bloke who crossed her (wishing it was herself).
Emy would scan through previous photos of her dumpster diving days from a couple of years ago - days which ended after her ex-boyfriend caught her lying naked inside a dumpster. The humiliation of being known locally as the “dumpster queen” with others shouting it at her in the street, was enough to force Emy to move to another town. Emy hadn’t been back inside a dumpster since, but she did miss it. In the rush of escaping the dumpster she was caught in, she had left her most prized possession behind - her favourite, personal down jacket - which by now would be buried deep in the landfill site. Emy often thought about the journey her down jacket would have taken, dumped into the garbage truck, compacted, and dumped into the landfill, never to be seen again.
Time passed quickly as Emy repeatedly played with herself, loving her combination of favourite clothing choices, all while inside of the wheeled bin. The diaper around her ass and fanny, the trash bag against her body, the jacket over everything. The only thing that could have made this better would have been if Emy could have performed this in a garbage dumpster, possibly with a male for added pleasure. However, the university dumpsters would have been too risky with the regularity of trash being tossed out from the student dormitories, and the only man she had her eye on was highly unlikely to want to fuck a girl with such a bizarre combination of sexual preferences.
Emy had switched to watching videos of garbage trucks dumping and compacting their loads. As things heated up for Emy, the current video finished and switched over to one of her personal favourites, a clip of a mixture of trash bags and down jackets being thrown into the back of a rear loader, followed up by the compaction. Emy pictured herself in amongst the garbage and the jackets, and within moments she had hit another orgasm, exclaiming in delight. However, she exclaimed so much she hadn’t heard the door open.
“What the fuck are you doing inside the bin? Wait…have you just had an orgasm?” said Nicole, shocked at what she could see.
Hayley slipped in behind Nicole, her eyes filled with absolute glee. Before Emy could move Hayley had already grabbed the laptop to see what Emy was watching.
“Garbage trucks? You pleasure yourself to garbage trucks? While sitting inside a garbage bin? What the hell?” said Hayley, clearly shocked by this weird revelation.
“Wait…is that my jacket you’re wearing? IS THAT MY FUCKING DOWN JACKET?” blasted Nicole, her face red in anger. Nicole looked at Emy with real hatred, then without warning she forcefully pushed the bin over, sending Emy flying out.
“Nicole, look at what she’s wearing down below! It’s a fucking diaper!” cackled Hayley, who was clearly loving the embarrassing situation Emy had found herself in. Nicole looked down and spotted the diaper. From there she could see the edges of the black trash bag Emy had pulled on.
“Hayley…a trash bag too?” Nicole queried. Hayley unzipped the down jacket as Emy was frozen in fear.
“You…you are…you are the weirdest, most disgusting person I have ever met!” said Hayley hurtfully. “You wait until Nathan finds out, I’ve seen the way you eye him up! Once he finds out how gross you are he won’t want anything to do with you! I’m sick of you getting in the way of my man!”
Emy looked up at Hayley, her face turning from fear to resentment. “Nathan will never be your man! He thinks you’re a child!”
“How dare you!” replied Hayley, slapping Emy in the face.
“How dare you wear my fucking jacket for your own perverse pleasures!” interjected Nicole. “I’ll have to fucking bin that now!”
“To be honest Nic, the whole thing should be back in the bin!” said Hayley, pointing to Emy. Emy couldn’t help but think that was actually a good idea. But now wasn’t the time for it!
“Yes. Yes. You’re right” said Nicole. “She obviously likes garbage. She was watching garbage trucks while playing with herself…we’d be doing her a favour if we threw her out in the trash!”
Wait…what?
“It’s not like anyone wants her anyway!” added Hayley. “If being trash is what Emy wants, it’s what Emy will get. Go to my dorm Nicole, there is some duct tape in my top drawer babe. Don’t want our trash escaping now, do we?”
Where was this going exactly? Hayley began to type away on her mobile phone, as Nicole didn’t hesitate to do what was asked. A couple of minutes later she returned swiftly with the tape in hand.
“It’s a shame we haven’t got a bin for Jamie too, the cheating bastard!” said Nicole, which explained why she was back at the dorms rather than having her “big sex session”.
“Plenty of guys here anyway Nic!” said Hayley, helping Nicole to prise the trash bag open. “Easy to sneak around the dorms! Lockdown would have been shit for you and Jamie anyway!”
“True, there’s two or three here I like the look of!” said Nicole, now standing over her victim.
“Just keep away from Nathan, he’s mine!” Hayley laughed.
“We’re here!” said a voice from the doorway, and Emy turned around to see her worst nightmares - Hayley’s three other friends.
“What’s going on?” said one of the friends.
I’ll tell you what’s going on!” said Nicole angrily. “This disgusting little bitch has been sexually pleasuring herself, while wearing a diaper, a trash bag, and my fucking jacket, inside the dorm bin, all whilst watching videos of garbage trucks! So we will be doing Emy a favour as we toss her out with the trash, so she can experience it for real!”
“Eww, that’s gross!” said one of the friends.
“Like, totally yuck!” added another.
“Yeah well, it’s the perfect way to get rid of her!” said Hayley. “I can have Nathan to myself once Emy ends up where she belongs! It was only on Monday Nicole said to me about how we needed to “take care” of Emy, well now is the time! Tape her mouth up, then bind her ankles, legs, wrists!”
Having been too intrigued by the conversations going on around her, Emy hadn’t thought to scream for help - but then she wouldn’t have wanted to be caught like this anyway. Unfortunately, it was now too late as the girls quickly taped her mouth up, before binding the rest of Emy together. Hayley and Nicole picked up the bin from the floor and held it in place as the other three girls picked Emy up and lowered her into the bin.
“Before we dispose of this disgusting garbage, grab whatever you have that needs tossed out!” demanded Hayley. The girls swiftly left the room, apart from Nicole. She turned to face Emy.
“I hope you enjoy your future, you disgusting whore! Garbage trucks? What the hell is wrong with you? You’re getting what you deserve! I can’t believe you wore my fucking down jacket!”
Mouth taped up, Emy could only “Mmmmppphhhhh!” in response. Nicole took her phone out and snapped a photo of Emy inside the bin.
“Best let Nathan know what a freak you are! I thought you were alright to share a dorm with, but I can’t believe you would do this! Pleasuring yourself in a bin I use! But, the jacket, you really have disrespected me here! I hope you suffer inside the garbage truck! But then that will probably turn you on because you are sick in the head!”
“We’re here!” Coming through the door were the other four friends, all carrying some garbage. Two of the dorm sized bins and two little bathroom bins to be exact. The girls wasted no time in emptying one of the dorm bins, and Emy’s bin was flooded with trash. Food packets, food scrapings, an old jumper and some takeaway containers now accompanied her. One of the little bathroom bins was emptied next, and Emy grimaced as tampons and pads showered her. The girls howled with laughter at their victim’s predicament. The other dorm bin was next, with more food related items (how many takeaways did these girls have?), among other things like coffee filters, sachets and teabags. Hayley stepped up last, showing Emy the inside of the bin. Condom wrappers! Without saying a word, Hayley dumped the wrappers and the used condoms onto Emy’s head in the ultimate humiliation. The girls couldn’t contain their laughter as they howled at the sight of Emy. She hadn’t even realised that Nicole was eating another banana, who promptly placed the banana skin on top of Emy’s head as a finishing touch. A couple of the girls took photos, and then it was time for the next stage.
“Nice knowing you, garbage girl!” said Hayley. By the time you go into the garbage truck, that man you fancy will be balls deep inside me! Nicole, tie the trash bag up please!” Emy scowled at Hayley, and then she watched helplessly as Nicole pulled the sides of the garbage bag over her until it all went dark. Nicole tied the trash bag shut. The girls began to wheel the bin, but where were they taking her?
Five minutes later they had stopped.
“Here then?” asked one of the friends.
“No. Too much action here. Too many from the dorms use these dumpsters. She could be found” said Hayley.
“Where then?” said another friend.
“There” suggested Nicole. Emy had no idea where “there” was, but the bin was being wheeled again.
“It closes at weekends,” continued Nicole. The dumpster is emptied early Monday morning, I saw the garbage truck here this week! Before the place opens too! She won’t be found in there!”
“Gross, that’s really gross!” said one of the gang.
“And perfect for her. Nicole, open that trash bag up again. Someone else help me get a trash bag from in there!” asked Hayley.
Daylight hit Emy again, but she could only see upwards, unsure where she was.
“This dumpster stinks!” said whoever was trying to help Hayley.
“Got one!” said Hayley. She walked over with a black trash bag which didn’t look that full, but was weighed down at the bottom. She ripped the trash bag open, turning her head away from the rancid smell that flew out. Without warning she tipped the trash bag onto Emy, who was suddenly covered by diapers! Whilst completely disgusting, deep down Emy loved it! Hayley tossed the ripped black bag into Emy’s trash bag.
“Emy, this is the daycare dumpster across the road from our dorms. Full of stinky, used, gross diapers and whatever else they throw away here. Enjoy it. They close at weekends so you’ll have plenty of peace and quiet. Collection is Monday morning. I’ll let Nathan know you are leaving town forever.” Hayley nodded to Nicole, who tied Emy’s garbage bag back up, plunging the victim back into darkness. The girls lifted the black trash bag up and launched it into the daycare dumpster. Emy landed in a heap, and heard the lids slam shut. In the distance she could hear the girls laughing and howling.
So now what?
On one hand, it was a dream come true. For the first time in her life, Emy had been disposed of, tossed away like garbage. Even better, there were plenty of diapers in this dumpster, being the daycare centre. It was, after all, Emy’s second favourite fetish, only behind that of her beloved down jackets, but a dumpster full of those would be tough to find. She would get to spend a full weekend inside of here!
On the other hand, she had no chance of being rescued. As the girls said, the daycare centre would be shut all weekend. No one is going to come near this dumpster, not until the garbage truck comes along on Monday morning. Emy knew from watching out of her dorm window in the early hours on a Monday morning that the garbage truck arrived before any of the daycare staff did. That’s how Nicole actually found out when the garbage truck turned up - she caught Emy staring outside just a few days ago, but Emy passed it off as being unable to sleep. The other downside was that Emy had been tied up, meaning a total lack of freedom to play around in the trash. Eventually, after a lengthy sleep and a struggle, Emy was able to free her right hand of her binds, and with great effort she was able to shuffle her hand down into her diaper and began to play with herself. She might as well try to enjoy this experience while she still could.
It was Sunday morning. I was already bored shitless of lockdown. No pubs open. Very little to do. Not allowed to travel far.
I left my dormitory. I headed downstairs, then I headed outside. I checked the coast was clear and I crossed the road. One quick final look, and I ran towards the daycare centre. Knowing I had made it, I slowed down as I made my way to the back of the daycare centre. There it was…the dumpster. Out of sight. Out of mind. My play area for the next few hours.
I must be honest, it wasn’t my first choice. My regular dumpster was at a school on the other side of town. I would usually drive there, but with police stopping vehicles and checking where they were heading due to the stupid lockdown, it was too risky. The school dumpster was brilliant, but it was no longer viable for the time being. I had also tried out the dumpster at the girl’s dorms once, and while it was a great pleasure having some rather sexy university girls dumping their trash bags on you, there wasn’t much leeway to play around without getting caught.
Escaping the dumpster was impossible as it seemed like a girl was bringing out her trash every few minutes. I knew about the daycare dumpster as I often did scouting missions to find new dumpsters and bins, but I had avoided it as I knew there would be plenty of diapers in there and the smell would be less than pleasant. However, this was going to be the only option for now if I wanted to continue having dumpster sessions.
Emy had no idea how long she had been in the dumpster for. She had no idea what day it was. She had played with herself frequently, but the inability to move around, change position, or experience the other trash inside this dumpster was highly frustrating. The struggling female was also suffering from a lack of comfort now. She lay there inside her black trash bag, surrounded by the yucky contents inside, wishing for a miracle.
The dumpster lid opened. Emy froze in fear. Had Hayley come back to torture her some more?
I looked inside the dumpster. Black trash bags filled it up to three-quarters full! My cock was already rising at the beautiful sight before me. The smell was less than inviting, with a strong tint of diaper, but that was to be expected. I began to strip off, putting my clothes in the spare black trash bag I had brought along. I tied the trash bag up and placed it towards the front of the dumpster, as I usually would during other dumpster sessions. I opened up the second dumpster lid. I climbed up to the front of the dumpster. Great sight, bad smell. But I needed dumpster time, so I jumped straight inside. I sunk a little into the trash below. This was going to be fun, if only there was someone I could enjoy this with!
Emy felt the nearby thud into the garbage. Who was it? On one hand Emy didn’t want to be found like this, covered in trash, wearing her concoction of bizarre fetish items. On the other hand, if she wasn’t found now, the garbage truck was a certainty. Whilst being dumped into the garbage truck was a prospect Emy was definitely tempted by, she wasn’t sure the real experience would match the fantasy version she had always dreamed of. Emy took a deep breath, then she began to thrash around while trying to scream through the tape on her mouth.
I lay amongst the trash bags, a smile on my face. What shall I do first? As I pondered the possibilities, I suddenly heard a noise from inside of the dumpster. Something was moving in here! I panicked and headed straight for the exit, thinking a rat or raccoon had ended up stuck inside. I climbed out swiftly, then peered back inside, but I couldn’t see anything obvious.
Emy heard the unknown person escaping the dumpster. No, this can’t be, this was her only chance to escape! She thrashed around more than ever before, desperate to get my attention. And it worked. I noticed a black trash bag was jerking around from side to side!
I climbed back into the dumpster, proceeding towards the moving trash bag. Whatever was making the noise was in there. What could it be? I drew a deep breath. Emy knew this was possibly going to be the moment she was saved, but humiliated at the same time.
I opened up the black trash bag. To my complete shock there was a female inside! I quickly pulled the girl from under her arms out of the trash bag, noticing some other contents such as a diaper and a condom spilling out. I turned the woman over and took one look at her face. I was stunned.
“EMY!” I blurted out. Still tied up, Emy just nodded at me. I peeled the tape off her mouth, and she gasped for some fresh air. I proceeded to untie Emy from all of her bounds. Emy was finally free from her trash bag prison. Although she was wearing a down jacket, Emy was still covered in dirt, with bits of trash stuck onto her, and she was wet and sticky. In truth Emy was a mess. But she was a hot mess. A trashy mess. My type of mess.
“Are you okay?” I asked her. As I looked down I couldn’t help but notice she had a diaper on too. What the hell had happened to her?
“Yes, thank you Nathan! How did you find me?”
I stalled. I obviously never knew Emy was actually in here. Emy glanced down at my private parts, and there was no hiding the rock hard thing below.
“Umm…well…”
Emy knew I was struggling for an answer. Thankfully, she cut straight to the point.
“Look, Nathan, we are probably both in here for extremely embarrassing reasons. So we can either hide from the truth, or explain ourselves. There’s a reason we are both inside a full daycare dumpster!”
I nodded in agreement. Emy was right. After all she had easily noticed I was naked inside this dumpster, any lie was going to be quite obvious.
“Okay, well here goes! I like garbage. It…it turns me on. I’ve been having my own little play sessions in a school dumpster on the other side of town, but with lockdown I had to come here instead due to the travel restrictions. I can’t help it, I just like trash.” Emy smiled and reached out for my hand. I clasped her hand back, terrified of what her response would be.
“Nathan…that makes two of us. I got caught out in the dorm. Nicole was meant to be going to her boyfriend’s place for the night. I thought I had the dorm to myself. You know those wheeled bins in the dorms?” I nodded. “I climbed into ours. I like diapers so I put one on.” Emy unzipped her down jacket to reveal a black trash bag underneath. “I like trash bags so I wore one of those as well. Then I, well, put on Nicole’s down jacket.”
I gawped at Emy, shocked she went to such lengths. “I know I shouldn’t have, I know! But down jackets are my absolute favourite and I’d been eying it up for a while. Anyway, I started my playtime. She had a falling out with her boyfriend and came back. I got caught. Nicole, Hayley and their little gang tied me up, poured trash on me, added some diapers from here, and disposed of me like garbage. Don’t get me wrong, I kind of enjoyed being trash. Like, really enjoyed it!But I was destined for the garbage truck. They wanted rid of me, largely because they thought it would mean they could have you!”
I smiled at Emy and tightened my grip on her hand. “They wouldn’t have a chance!” I laughed. But, you said…you like trash?” Emy nodded. We were in a dumpster together. The girl I had fancied for ages. She says she likes trash. And diapers too, of which there were certainly a few inside here. I wanted to throw myself right at her!
Unsure what to say, I eventually asked “And you said you enjoyed being trash?”
“Yes. Definitely.”
“Intriguing. It just so happens I’m a dumpster diver who likes having sex with trash. I might just need to…try you out!” I said with a wink.
“Oh yeah? What are you going to do, hump me and dump me?” Emy replied with a cheeky smile.
“Depends on your sexual prowess…I might have to recycle you if you keep me wanting more! Then again, the idea of seeing you dumped into a garbage truck is a turn on in itself!”
Emy leaned in and kissed me on the lips. “You want to see me compacted? Squished in the garbage?”
I kissed her back. “Absolutely. I mean, look at you. Covered in all sorts of yucky, sticky trash. You belong in the dumpster and you belong in the garbage truck. I love humping garbage, but I’ve never once rescued it after. I’m not sure what will be different about you to be honest!” I winked at Emy, knowing she was enjoying her trashy references.
“Well dumpster boy, the difference is I know how to show you a good time! I might be trash, but I’m trash with some life left within me!”
I moved in closer to Emy.
I pulled off her down jacket (or rather, Nicole’s down jacket) and tossed it aside. I pushed Emy backwards so she fell into the trash bags behind her. I ripped off her diaper and threw it out of sight, leaving Emy wearing only her trash bag. I mounted her, looking down at her as she lay on the garbage bags beneath her. She may have been through a rough couple of days, but she still looked gorgeous. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in close, loving the feel of the trash bag she was still wearing. I began to caress her boobs, loving the feel of them through the trash bag. We locked lips once more, kissing passionately inside the dumpster. My hand reached downstairs to find she was dripping wet. I played around, searching for her sweet spot. Emy’s breathing became deeper as I hit the mark, the pleasure increasing. She grasped my rock hard cock and begin to go back and forth. We massaged each other’s parts for another couple of minutes. I gave Emy another kiss on the lips and proceeded to change position completely, with myself still on top but now effectively upside down. I began to tongue Emy right on her sweet spot. Understanding why I had changed position, Emy placed her lips around my penis and began to suck, completing our sixty-nine. The pleasure was excellent, Emy knew exactly what she was doing, and I could only hope I was giving the same back. After a few minutes of our first oral session, I came back up next to Emy. She looked gorgeous amongst the black trash bags. Emy really did belong in this dumpster. She looked up at me.
“I’m really warm now Nathan, can you get this trash bag off me please?” she asked, pointing at the trash bag she was still wearing. I obliged and helped to pull the trash bag away from Emy, ripping it to reveal the rest of her naked body. I mounted Emy, and we both knew what was about to happen. Our two naked bodies touched amongst the rustling of the garbage bags. The smell might not have been the best with that awful diaper stench, and Emy was definitely on the smellier side right now, but she was trash after all. My hot, trashy mess who I was about to empty my penis waste into. We kissed again and my member slid straight into the dripping, soggy hole below. I began to thrust in and out of my trashy girl, hearing our movements slide against the trash bags below. The noise levels we expressed were growing as the speed ramped up. This was something we had always dreamed of, but never actually expected to happen. Always a fantasy, until now. Both of us had played in dumpsters in the past, played with garbage, but never, ever anything like this. We both came near our moment. I thrusted harder than I ever had done before, and as my cock fired away it’s garbage into Emy’s vaginal dumpster, Emy hit orgasm too, an orgasm of such magnitude she never knew possible. It was a good thing the dumpster was hidden round the back of the daycare building because the exclamations from both of us made it pretty evident as to what had just happened. As my penis began to slow down with the ejaculation, I looked at Emy straight in the eyes. She looked back, smiling as she too slowed down. She wrapped her arms around me, hinting that she didn’t want me to climb off her yet. For her, there was nothing better than lying in the trash beneath her, with the man she had fancied for ages on top of her. She was sandwiched between the things that turned her on. For me, lying on top of this gorgeous girl, knowing she had nothing but garbage underneath, was truly a dream come true. I stroked Emy’s hair, spreading it onto one of the black trash bags behind her head. To most people, this would have been disgusting. To us, it was heaven. The sound of the trash bags rustling under Emy, the unholy stench coming from inside the dumpster, we had no idea why this setting was so perfect for our first sexual encounter. Deep down we had been attracted to each other for a while, and intercourse together was always a possibility. However, full blown sex inside a garbage dumpster was a real treat!
Naturally, we continued to spend most of the day making love inside the dumpster, finding multiple ways to make each other orgasm. Emy was definitely the best piece of garbage I had ever found, doing many wonderful things to my member below. I returned the favour to give Emy as much pleasure as possible. As day became night we closed the dumpster lids and cuddled up for some sleep.
Emy nudged me. “Wake up! Wake up!” I stirred.
“Mmmm?” I asked, sleepily.
“We need to get out of here soon, I think morning is coming round!” I pushed myself up. With the lids shut, I couldn’t see much in the darkness. Emy pushed one of the lids open to check the light outside. She was right, morning was coming round. However, that wasn’t the only thing coming round.
“Umm….Nathan….I think the garbage truck is coming! Oh shit, what do we do?” Emy was in a panic as she came back into the dumpster, plunging us back into darkness. I grabbed Emy and pulled her on top of me.
“Do you trust me?” I asked her.
Emy didn’t hesitate to answer. “Yes”.
“Ride with me. We’ll be fine, I did it before. First day of term when I wasn’t in university.”
“You were off because you were inside a garbage truck?”
“Yeah, I played in the dumpster where the girl’s dorms are. I couldn’t escape, too many girls either bringing their trash out, or hanging out nearby. I had no choice but to get dumped into the garbage truck.”
The garbage truck pulled up and the forks slid into the sides of the dumpster.
“Hold me tight. Don’t let go. I’ve got you baby” I assured Emy. She clung on tightly to me.
“I love you,” Emy said to me.
“I love you too.”
The dumpster was hoisted into the air. The trash jiggled around us as we juddered upwards. The dumpster tipped over, emptying the daycare dumpster of it’s smelly garbage. We held each other tightly, falling together amongst the trash. We landed with a thud into the garbage below, and the rest of the dumpster’s trash covered us over as it landed on top of us. Together we pushed away the trash covering us so we could see the inside of the garbage truck. It was just about a quarter full, but it was only early morning after all.
“Man, it stinks in here!” exclaimed Emy. “I like it!”
“It’s only going to get worse!” I said. We watched as the dumpster disappeared out of view, returning to the ground without us.
“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this!” said Emy, full of excitement. “I am inside a garbage truck! I am garbage!” We felt movement as the garbage truck pulled off.
“Enjoy it while you can!” I said. “It won’t be long before it fills up in here!”
Soon enough the garbage truck slowed down, ready for its next pickup. Having done this before, I knew what was coming.
“Emy, take my hand. We’ll move further back. Otherwise we’ll get buried from what’s about to come!” Emy grabbed my hand and followed me towards the compacted trash at the back, and we collapsed onto some of the garbage. We listened as the mechanisms began to work, and we watched as the dumpster came into view. Loads of garbage came flooding in, plenty of black garbage bags amongst some loose bits of trash, the odd white trash bag, and some smaller carrier bags. Emy watched in amazement as the dumpster was moved back towards the ground. No sooner had the dumpster landed, the compactor started up.
“Shit, this is it! Squash time!” exclaimed Emy happily, grabbing hold of me. We watched as the trash was pushed closer and closer to us, and eventually we were surrounded by garbage. The compactor wall was pushing us towards the rear with total simplicity. Tighter, tighter still, then relief. The pressure eased off us and we were still free to move.
“That was so much fun!” said Emy delightfully.
“Let’s enjoy moving while we still can!” I said. We got up and pushed our way through the recently compacted trash, so we could get a good view of what was to come next. The garbage truck stopped and began to lift its next dumpster, but only a few bits of trash came out, a couple of black bags amongst some loose waste that looked like takeaway containers.
“That was disappointing! Why is so much of it unbagged?” asked Emy.
“That’s the local takeaway place. You can tell from their packaging. The dumpster is right outside the shop, so people eat their food, then chuck their trash straight in the dumpster afterwards. The trash bags are probably from the shop itself, but they closed this week to go on holiday. Which is probably why the dumpster is so empty.”
Five minutes later we were at our next pickup. We looked up to see a dumpster overloaded with black trash bags, and watched as a huge amount of garbage fell into the truck.
“All black bin-bags, much more like it!” said a very happy Emy. I pushed Emy into the pile of black bin-bags and joined her as the compactor started again. We were pushed to the back once more, squashed between the trash bags but still not too tightly, free to move as the compactor wall retreated.
“Nathan, I am so horny right now!” said Emy. “This is incredible!” I wasted no time in taking the hint. We were still right in the mix of the black trash bags, which was perfect. The noise of the engine, the smell of the trash around us, it was everything we wanted. I plunged my erect member straight into Emy and began to fuck her in the mildly compacted garbage. “Harder, harder!” Emy screamed. I gave it everything as another dumpster was emptied. Driving off again without compaction, I continued to pound Emy amongst the trash. More garbage was dumped into the garbage truck, and this time the compactor started up again. I stopped thrusting as things got tight, and eventually the compactor retreated again. It was starting to tighten up in here, and a couple of the trash bags around us had split open.
“It needs to be now Emy” I said.
“Go for it, I’m ready too” replied Emy. I gave it everything, and ploughed Emy harder than ever. Emy’s eventual orgasm was obvious as she screamed her joy at the top of her lungs. Two minutes later another dumpster was cleared out, and I followed through as I blasted my penis trash into Emy’s vaginal garbage truck once more. The orgasm was immense, intense, it was stunning. A lifelong fantasy of having sex inside an operative garbage truck had been carried out - and the woman I got to do it with was the gorgeous, intelligent woman I had fancied for ages. As for Emy, being dumped by Nicole and her friends ended up being the best thing that could have ever happened to her, because it had led to her own lifelong fantasy of being penetrated while being compacted in the garbage truck. Even though it stank in here, even though it was gross and disgusting, it was what both of us had really wanted. We snuggled tightly amongst the garbage, pretty much unable to move after the most recent compaction, but we didn’t care. This was exactly where we wanted to be, in each other’s arms, surrounded by trash, even if the smell was putrid and we had garbage juice leaking onto us. On occasions we would kiss and snog, other times we’d enjoy the sound of the next dumpster being emptied, and the compactor cycle starting. My penis would harden once more, and Emy’s pussy was likely gushing with wetness, but there was no way to help each other climax at this point. Or so we thought. At one point during a compaction Emy started exclaiming with delight, her surroundings evidently enough to make her orgasm without manual stimulation. I was no more controlled than Emy, between this beautiful girl and the piles of trash around us, my rock hard cock did it’s own thing and spurted out more cum, right onto Emy’s leg.
“Is that garbage juice leaking on my leg, or have you just spunked yourself Nathan?” said Emy, giggling away.
“I can’t help it with all of this trash around me!” I replied, breathing heavily after that random orgasm. “Especially with this smelly piece of garbage clinging onto me!” I added cheekily.
“I’m garbage, am I?” questioned Emy. “Compacted garbage leaks everywhere, so if you’re leaking down below, you must be the garbage!” Emy said, still giggling.
“Well, both of us are in the garbage truck, so I’m garbage, and you’re definitely garbage!” I responded.
“Yes we are!” agreed Emy, holding me tighter. “Nathan, what happens when we get to the other end? You know, when we get dumped out? I don’t want to face an incinerator!”
“Don’t panic,” I said calmly. “All our trash locally goes to landfill. We’ll be squeezed out straight onto the ground. The biggest danger for us is the huge pile of trash in here that could land on top of us, making it harder to escape the landfill.”
“What do we do about clothing?” asked Emy.
“Being a landfill site, we’ll find something” I answered. “People are always throwing away things which are still in decent condition, we’ll find what we need, even if it’s covered in garbage stains and whatever else.”
“And how do we get home? If I even have a home now, Nicole isn’t exactly going to let me back in the dorm!”
“This landfill site is about three miles away from the university dorms. It’s a bit of a walk, but we’ll manage. You can stay with me, my roommate has given up on his studies after this latest lockdown. Said he’ll study from home now instead. So plenty of privacy available if you do plan to climb inside a bin again while watching garbage truck videos!”
“I will happily move in with you!” exclaimed Emy.
“And I will happily keep you as my trashy girl! Did you also say down jackets are your absolute favourite?”
“Yes, yes they are!”
“Well, I’ll buy you one for your own pleasures so you don’t need to steal anyone else’s. Once this stupid lockdown ends, I’ll also be on the lookout for some bins or dumpsters that contain clothing, there’s a couple of factories nearby that have to throw out clothes when they make production errors.”
“That would be amazing! There’s something about mixing trash and down jackets, I love watching those jackets get scooped into the rear loader garbage truck with other trash! Imagining myself in amongst it all! Although I must say this garbage truck experience is absolute heaven! What about you, what’s your preferences?” Emy asked, as we endured another tight compaction in the trash.
“Mainly trash to be honest, preferably bagged up. Have a thing for black leather too, matches the shine of a black trash bag!“
“So, say you found my perfect location, and treated me to a trashing with my beloved down jackets? What would you want from me in return?” queried Emy.
“You know those 1100 Litre bins? The ones often used with rear loaders?”
“Yes.”
I’d want to be inside one, with mainly black trash bags, but any colour will do. I’d have you in full leather come test me out, see if I’m worth saving. When pleasured, you leave me inside, deciding I’m not worth rescuing. You come back, but in bright orange overalls, as the garbage woman this time. You dump me and compact me in the garbage truck like I’m not even visible, like I belong in there. You carry on with your route, dumping and compacting the trash. Knowing you’d be the one doing it would be a huge turn on!”
“I like the sound of that! I wouldn’t mind having you operating the garbage truck for me either!”
“I would happily dump you into a bin, and then into the garbage truck! Knowing you’d be where you belong!” I added. We snogged once more, amazed by how we found this strange other person who loved garbage. Next thing we knew, the back of the garbage truck was opening up.
“What’s that?” asked Emy.
“We must be at the landfill site. Hold on to me tight!” The compactor wall kicked into action, pushing the heavy load of garbage, ourselves included, into the landfill pit. Suddenly the ground beneath us vanished, and we fell towards the landfill. I held Emy as tightly as I could. We hit the bottom, and piles of trash rained down on us. We waited for the garbage truck to finish ejecting it’s load, then we fought our way out of the massive garbage pile we had ended up in.
“Search for something to wear, then we walk!” I said.
Tuesday came round, and Hayley and Nicole were delighted with themselves.
Emy was gone, disposed of, and in their minds, Nathan would be fully available, although they couldn’t find him at all yesterday. They turned up to their morning lesson, chatting about how to get hold of Nathan. Only to stop in their tracks, watching Emy walk into the lecture hall, hand in hand with me, laughing away, all smiles. Hayley and Nicole looked at each other in absolute shock.
“Did you free her?” Hayley whispered angrily.
“Of course I fucking didn’t! After what she did to my jacket?” said Nicole, scowling. Maybe one of the others set her free?”
Knowing they were talking about us, we started making out just to annoy them further. Against all odds, I had found the most amazing, trashy girl, and with many fantasy ideas and role play ideas coming to our minds, we had plenty to try out and experience together in the future.