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Thursday, January 14th, 2010

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Why did my blind date want me to meet him at Camelot? 18th and M? He

said lunch, but that’s a GO-GO place. They serve food, too? He said

not to be late, or I’d miss the show. Oh, well. Here it is. Hmmmmmm.

Nice neighborhood. Nice place.

The sign says auditions! Oh, so that’s it. Auditions for dancers. Was

I supposed to try out? No way, Jose! My shape isn’t going to get me on

stage! I see somebody waiting outside … I approach him … correctly

guessing this is my date.

We go inside, and he whispers something to the Hostess. She looks me

over and nods. Then we follow her to a table. She takes our order for

burgers and cokes. When she comes back, she gives me a 3×5 card with

the number 6 written on it. “Number 4″ a voice announces over the

microphone.

A young girl gets up from the table next to me, and gets on stage. She

is dressed in street clothes. She is nervous. The music starts. She

is getting undressed! Oooooo. Auditions. But she is not very good. I

can do better than that. She gets down to bra and panties, and she is

shaking. Real nervous. She takes her bra off, but can’t drop her arms

to show her tits. The music stops and she grabs her clothes. My date

is the only one that applauds her. Nice of him.

“Number 5.” That’s quick! And I’m number 6? My heart starts to pound.

This time I watch the next girl real close. She is obviously a pro from

another bar. Her moves are quick and sure. My date takes my hand and

whispers. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. But I want to see

you naked.” I look at him, and he has the most eager smile. How could

I turn him down? The girl finishes her act to lots of applause. She

sure did swing her pussy and ass around a lot. Is that what they want?

“Number 6.” I get on stage and look around. Small audience. As I

unbutton my blouse, I watch him. He is nodding and smiling to give me

support. Next my skirt. Oh shit. Pantyhose. Why didn’t he tell me?

I fake it by slithering around on my back. To save time, I pull my

panties off at the same time. My bare pussy is pointing right at him.

When my bra is off, I toss it to him. I know the song, and there is

lots of time left.

The cheers are pretty loud for such a small crowd. I love it. My date

has his face within reach. I kiss him, then swing around and, on hands

and knees, shove my ass in his face. He grabs my ass cheeks to hold me.

He sticks his tongue inside my pussy. Ooooooo. I flip over and bring

my knees way back. He leans over and starts licking my clit. And he

sticks a finger deep inside my pussy. The cheering is tremendous.

“Lock the Doors.” I hear someone say.

He stands up and opens his pants. His cock looks beautiful. But I

don’t get to see it for long. He climbs up with me and over me on his

hands and knees. His legs push mine apart. His lips start sucking on

my tits. Then, he kisses me thoroughly on the mouth. I feel his cock

push deep inside me. The crowd is wild. “Go! Go! GO! GO! GO!” They

are shouting, as our hips push and buck and fuck. The music is very

loud in my ears, and I start my orgasm just as the music hits its peak.

I feel his hot cum spurt inside me at the same time. The music stops.

The cheering and foot stomping is deafening.

Somebody — the manager? — comes over and squeezes my tits. And he

says, “You’re hired. How much do you want for three acts like that per

night?”

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A GUIDE TO PROPER ETIQUETTE IN THE MEN’S RESTROOM

Ever since man crawled out of the primordial ooze, he has built himself
structures to contain the processes of bodily waste removal. These
have been known as “restrooms,” “bathrooms,” “outhouses,” “commodes,”
“men’s rooms,” and several other names. As with any exclusive
organization, wholy half the human race aren’t allowed through the
door, and a number of exceedingly complicated customs have arisen to
maintain a sense of order and dignity.

General rules:
1. Don’t talk to somebody you don’t know. You may chat quietly with
an acquaintance, but must absolutely not call attention to yourself.

2. A quick glance in the mirror is permissable, but absolutely don’t
spend a significant time arranging hair, clothing, etc. Zit popping
is only permissable after checking to see nobody else is around.

3. No profanity of any kind. This is reserved for locker rooms, only.

4. If you must wait, form a single-file line, ragged, and be sure to
keep looking around. Read grafitti.

Grafitti rules:
5. All grafitti is anonymous. If there’s any chance somebody can trace
your grafitti back to you, don’t do it.

6. Writing grafitti in the open section of the bathroom is only
acceptable if nobody can see you. Writing in the stalls is similarly
acceptable.

7. If the bathroom is sufficiently public, feel free to insult different
ethnic/racial/sexual groups. If the bathroom is used by a small
few, restraint comments to amusing anecdotes or chit-chat about
secretaries. If visiting dignitaries from other companies or the
government may tend to use the bathroom, grafitti is forbidden.

8. Traditionally, all pictures feature women in various states of undress.
Modern standards often include portions of male anatomy, discretely
placed. Homosexual grafitti is generally frowned upon but is
gaining popularity.

9. Pictures must only be drawn in toilet stalls.

10. Any sufficiently interesting graffiti will be painted over by
the management of the bathroom.

Urinal rules:
11. Given a string of unoccupied urinals, you must choose one on the
outside. When one outside urinal is occupied, use the other side,
then middle. Avoid standing directly next to somebody at all costs.

For example, given seven urinals, here are acceptable configurations:
X…… (X == occupied, . == empty)
X…..X
X..X..X
X.X.X.X
XXX.X.X <— These are only acceptable when significant
XXX.XXX <— “privacy” dividers are available. If the
XXXXXXX <— urinals aren’t divided, use a toilet.

12. Always look at the wall. Looking down means you’re obsessed or don’t
know what you’re doing. Looking at other people is threatening.

13. Flushing is optional. Over time, the water will become a rich orange.
At this point, flushing is mandatory.

14. Don’t start unzipping until you’re protected by the privacy of the
urinal. Don’t step back until you’ve closed your pants again.

Toilet rules:
15. Reduce noise at all costs. Grunting is not acceptable.

16. Always flush.

17. When you find an unflushed toilet, leave it alone and use another.

Special cases:
18. Some university dormitories have co-ed bathrooms. New rules apply
for dealing with the females.
a. Never, ever, comment on how they look in the morning.
b. Don’t ask what the little wastebasket is for.
c. If urinals are present, only use them when absolutely no females
are around. If you are noticed by a female, try your best to
ignore her presense until you’re dressed again.

19. Port-O-Let’s and similar constructions are evil. Use them only
if absolutely no other option is available.

20. In the woods, far from civilization, restrooms typically aren’t
available. Get behind sufficient growth that you are completely
invisible to the remainder of your party, before you begin.
Check carefully that you aren’t near any sort of animal or
insect den. Ants are especially bad. If you forgot toilet
paper, bring a leaf identifying guide. Poison oak makes
a poor substitute.

part7

Wednesday, November 11th, 2009

“Oh, I was just going to ask Lydia a question, but she is busy with a student.

What are you up to Mac?”

“I was just going to drop by to see if you had changed your mind yet? How about

dinner?”

“All right. But, only dinner.”

“No dessert?”

“Perhaps, but I am watching my weight,” she said, licking her lips unconsciously.

“How about around six?” he offered.

“Sounds good.”

She knew she was setting herself up for another fall, but she had always had

trouble saying no to Mac. “I can handle having dinner with him,” she thought,

reassuring herself.

Sitting at her desk, she noticed a small petite black girl leaving Lydia’s

office. The girl was definitely a beauty and probably had all the boys falling at

her feet. It seemed ironic to Janine as she thought about Lydia and all the

signs, which she had missed, that now so clearly suggested she was bisexual if

not lesbian. It was hard thinking of Lydia in that way. She had always seemed so

calm, reserved, and rather asexual. Evidently, there was a lot more to her than

appearances suggested.

***

By the end of the day, Dianne found herself alone in her office with damp panties

and a caffeine rush. Too much caffeine gave her way too much energy, making her

bounce off the walls. She looked forward to meeting Mac privately to get to know

him better, so taking matters into her own hands she had put a note on his desk

asking him to drop by for a chat. Life had become boring in the past month or so.

Her summer had been filled with hot sex and companionship, but then Bill had

shipped off to southeast Asia somewhere. Of course, she polished his pistol for

him before he departed, but that had been over four weeks ago. While she did

indulge in a casual one nighter here and there, she had not been thoroughly

fucked in over a week.

Dianne once had thought of going to a sex addicts meeting, but she figured she

would probably screw all the members. She started to fantasize about all the

different kind of “members” that would be at a sex addicts meeting. “It would be

like a candy shop,” she thought. She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of

such tantalizing thoughts, as she started to go through her lecture notes for the

next day.

“Come on in,” she announced, after hearing the knock at the office door. She

licked her lips and casually ran her hand down to smooth out her dress.

…End of the part7. To be continued..

part11

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

The lights were flicked on and as soon as the door was closed, she threw her arms

around him. The kiss was urgent and full of passion. The two of them buckled to

their knees onto the shag carpet. Neither of them were worried about rug burn, as

they tore off their clothes in abandon.

He withdrew his mouth from hers and backed away. Mac looked at her with a knowing

grin and waited for her to ask. She had to ask because it was part of the game.

It was their game.

“Please…” she whispered.

“What?” he asked, “Would you like some wine?”

“No! Pleeaase,” she said reaching for him. She knew what she had to ask, but

tried to seduce him out of the game.

“Oh, would you like water instead?” he asked grinning wider.

“I want you.”

“Want me to do what?” he pressed further, stroking his penis.

“I want you to make love to me, NOW!” she gave in and begged.

“Ok.” He slid to the floor and started kissing her with lust. This was his

favorite part. Watching her beg was just the beginning. It was the way she

screamed his name in passion that he loved to hear her pant, moan and scream

because of what he did to her. Enveloping her body, mind and soul with desire got

him off. It was like no other thrill. She was like no other woman and he had had

many women. He had had all kinds of women. Some had large breasts he could play

with for hours, some had an ass he could look at forever, some had such a

beautiful face he could kiss for an eternity, but Janine was a woman whom he

could make love to forever because she loved every moment of his passionate

torture. She begged for his desire and she took him to another place. All it took

was for him to touch her with his naked hand on her thigh and she would open up

her soul to him. She would let him rape her mind for a moment of bliss. It was

something he felt guilty about, but he loved playing with emotions. He actually

went to other women in order to come back to her and make her love him more. It

was perverse and he knew it, but he couldn’t help himself or his own desire.

The sex was wonderful. Their bodies bounced and heaved in a writhing bundle on

the carpeted floor and their moans pierced the night. The sound of the sweaty

bodies bucking and slapping into each other made them both quiver with passion.

The release was only the beginning. The game wasn’t over, yet.

***

…End of the part11. To be continued..

part8

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009

Anna stood still for a moment contemplating her rapidly spiraling predicament.

The fear swept through her limbs. She wanted to say something but no words would

form in her trembling lips. After an eternity she felt her legs carry her to the

corner of the office. Her delicate fingers grasp the willow branch and she

brought the thin frightening instrument to the seated black man. She handed the

willow to Jerome who took the thin reed in his muscular black hand.

“Turn around…” he ordered.

Anna turned and faced the large windows.

“Lift your skirt…” was his next order.

Anna grasp the hem of her off white skirt in her hands and bending pulled the hem

up……until the darker white bands of her stockings became visible.

“Higher,” was his next simple command.

The skirt was raised another several inches until the lace around the white

panties was visible.

“What did I tell you Mrs. Belvoir ?” Jerome questioned.

Her voice stuttered, “You….. told me to wear my skirts four inches from my

knees Mr. Bettis….”

“And if you didn’t ?” he asked.

Her voice trembled noticeably. “You said…….you said that…… that you

would spank my Lilly white ass..” she finally was able to get the words from her

lips.

The first slashing blow hit her upper thighs. The sound was sharp and distinct.

Anna moaned when the thin reed ripped against the white silk of her hose. She

knew that her co-workers could hear the reed as it whipped through the thin air

and made contact with her muscled upper thighs. She received four brutal strokes

and tears dripped from her eyes and feel to the thick white carpet. Jerome sat

back down when the punishment ended.

Anna stood, bent at the waist with the hem of her skirt in her delicate fingers.

“You may pull your skirt down after you thank me for correcting your first flaw

of the day Mrs. Belvoir,” Jerome sternly stated.

“Thank you for correcting me Mr. Bettis,” Anna sobbed.

Anna then stood and smoothed her skirt. She faced the large windows as she tried

to wipe the tears from her eyes. The intercom beeped and a receptionist announced

the arrival of Jerome Bettis’ first client interview.

…End of the part8. To be continued..

part6

Monday, October 26th, 2009

the simple statements soak in.

“Jim…….he has made some very dark demands. I…. ah…..don’t know if I

can…..” Anna’s voice faded.

She looked into her husband’s face. Her husband of nearly twenty years sit with

a look of puzzlement. He did not understand what she was saying…… or what

she wasn’t saying.

“Jim, he made me kiss him when I left.. I didn’t want to but he made me…. I

had no choice,” she tried to explain.

“I kissed him on the lips and he pulled me against him. I tried to put my hands

on his chest and push him away but he was too strong. I tried but…… but he

pulled me ever closer and he rubbed himself against me Jim,” tears forming in her

dark emerald eyes.

Anna finally cleared the tears from her face and then looked at her husband. He

was strangely silent. Her eyes dropped to his lap where she her eyes captured

his tented trousers. Her husband’s long dormat manhood was standing at

attention…it tented out at a ninety degree angle. Anna let her delicate hand

fall to her husband’s manhood. She softly stroked the hard penis and looked up

into his quiet reflective face. She gripped her husband’s refound hardness and

stroked the five inch penis through the fabric of his dress slacks. After only a

few minutes she spoke again, “Jim….. he rubbed his black cock against my mound

when he forced me to kiss him…He makes me call him MR. BETTIS…. Jim.. I am

afraid that he will try and fuck me………”

She felt her husband’s sticky discharge as the slippery sperm coated the outside

of his pants. She looked up and saw her husband’s eyes roll to the back of his

face. His breathing was heavy and he continued to shoot spunk into his underwear

coating his suit pants.

“You want me to fuck him don’t you Jim ?” Mrs. Anna Belvoir asked her

husband……..

The dull look in his eyes gave Anna her answer.

She lifted herself from the sofa and made her way to their bedroom. Her husband

spent the night on the sofa. He could not face his wife until he could come to

terms with his own erotic feelings. Having his wife describe how a black man had

fondled her in his office…rubbed his long black cock against her tender pussy.

His cock twitched once again spewing more jism in his underwear……

Anna spent a very restless night. She woke several times dreading the beginning

of the next day. When her alarm finally rang she jumped up. As she completed

dressing and was putting on her make up her husband sluggishly returned to their

bedroom. He looked at his wife’s long tapered legs clad in white stockings…

The off white skirt was nearly six inches shorter than her customary skirts. His

eyes widen as he took in the vision of his beautiful wife as she applied her

…End of the part6. To be continued..

part4

Saturday, October 24th, 2009

you served him. Do you understand Mrs. Belvoir ?” Jerome asked.

With trembling voice she softly muttered, “Yes….”

“Now that we understand each other fully I will give you your instructions for

the rest of the week. From this day forward I will be interviewing a group of

angry black men. I expect that from now on you will look like something more

than a middle age Lesbian. You will purchase and commence from this day forward

dress like a woman should. You will wear hose; garter; and no dress that is

longer than four inches above those hidden dimpled knees of yours. I want you to

start wearing those wonder bras that will lift and separate those delightful, if

small, little breasts that you want to hide. I want you to throw those flat

little shoes away and wear heels and knee high boots with at least three inch

heels. In short Mrs. Belvoir, I expect you to put stiffness in every black prick

that walks through my door. Is that understood ?”

Mrs. Anna Belvoir, her rage barely under control wanted to verbally castrate the

arrogant and pretensious black attorney giving her these lewd demands. But reason

raised it’s ugly head and she reluctantly decided to save her birth place.

Raising her pretty face she looked into the dark forbidding eyes of her

tormentor. “I understand your demands,” was her simple quiet statement.

“We start tomorrow at 9:00 AM. Be punctual…” Jerome closed the first meeting

between the two antagonists.

Anna slowly walked to the door. Just as her petite hand reached for the knob

Jerome spoke again, “Wait just a minute Mrs. Belvoir.”

Anna stood facing the door with dread in her face as she heard the muscular black

man walk to where she was standing. Putting his large black hands on her

shoulders he turned her around. Looking down at the trembling wife he spoke

again, “Who is your boss Mrs. Belvoir ?”

With her trembling lips she softly answered, “You are my boss Mr. Bettis.”

With a smile on his handsome black face he then gave he his next command. “Kiss

your boss good bye for the day Mrs. Belvoir.”

Her face became very pale. She had always loathed black people…..she had been

brought up to think of them as inferior; and now she was being ordered to kiss

her new black boss. The man who had turned her ordered and tranquil life upside

down in only thirty minutes. She started to shake her head from side to side and

then looking into the dark demanding eyes of her new boss merely dropped her eyes

and raised her lips to his thick lips. She let her small delicate tongue slide

between her lips and explore his wet mouth and thick tongue. As her tongue

entered his wet opening she felt his strong hands circle her thin waist and pull

her tight lean body against his muscular body. Putting her small hands on his

muscular chest she tried to resist……….until she felt the hard black pole

push against her lower abdomen and rub against her throbbing womanhood. The

unwanted sensation was very disturbing to Anna. She pushed harder against the

…End of the part4. To be continued..

part15

Sunday, October 11th, 2009

she brought the glass to her lips and let the vile liquid slide down her throat.

The brown liquid burned as it made it’s journey. When the glass was drained Anna

looked towards her black boss and then felt her legs weaken and she fell to the

carpeted floor. She had mercifully passed out from the large quantity of

alcohol.

The two black men looked at her pretty lean body. Their eyes naturally focused on

the vortex of her long pretty legs. Her swollen pussy lips could be seen under

her rumpled skirt. With each labored breath another rope like string of

Theodore’s sperm slid from her battered woman chute.

The lawyer and his client then finally got down to the business at hand.

Strangling one of the largest corporations in the country. Theodore had

accumulated a great deal of incriminating evidence and shared it freely with his

new attorney. The two ordered one of the more white boy junior attorneys to fetch

them lunch. They retrieved the gourmet lunch at the door. When Jerome looked out

into the spacious office he could tell that everyone was fascinated by what they

envisioned was happening behind locked doors.

Anna’s lack of sleep; brutal black fucking and excessive consumption of high

potency liquid fire allowed her tired mind and body to sleep restfully the rest

of the morning and afternoon.

She finally woke up at five thirty. The office was mercifully void of any of her

co-workers. Both Jerome and Theodore, his client had left several hours earlier.

They had locked his office door when they left; which kept out the prying eyes

of Anna’s fellow workers.

Anna’s head throbbed from the hang over. Her body ached from the brutal sex that

the two black men had casually helped themselves to. She convinced herself that

they had taken her by force; or by the seduction of alcohol. If that was the

case however; why did she feel so warm and mushy between her legs when she

relived the morning; or at least what she could remember of the morning in her

mind.

Anna carefully put her clothes back together. As she looked down at her new

expensive navy skirt she noticed the huge cum stain in the front. She couldn’t

see the similar stain just below her ass on the back of her skirt. Her nipples

hurt where Jerome had cruelly twisted them as she was in the throes of sexual

escastcy. Looking around the office she finally located her new lace wonder bra.

Her breasts were nearly rubbed raw and when she clasp the bra the tightness

caused her to feel the sensation. She walked behind the desk and retrieved

several Kleenex which she used to wipe the ever present cum from her

stockings….and her leaking pussy. As she daubed her swollen and stretched hole

the paper cloth soaked up the sticky black cum. She looked into the glass

bookcase and tried to straighten her long red hair. Her make up was streaked and

runny… She did the best that she could and was finally satisfied.

Anna reached down and pulled on her new shoes. She gathered her purse and

stopped at the heavy oak door. Gently she twisted the lock and pulled the large

…End of the part15. To be continued..

Monday, October 5th, 2009

The mood in the Law Offices of Wright and Wright had taken on an opportunistic

air as the new young black attorney; Mr. Jerome Bettis arrived on Monday

morning.

Although the law firm was one of the oldest and most prestigious in Memphis,

Tennessee it had several financial reverses during the last three years. Up

until the arrival of the 30 year old black attorney the mood of the personnel was

decidedly on edge.

The turn about had taken place as a result of Mr. Bettis being retained by the

black employees of the Greater Louisiana Oil Company. Several of the white

officers had made rather derogatory remarks about the “black porch monkeys” under

their tutelage. As a result the black employees were on the verge of the largest

out of court settlement in the history of the country. Leading the charge and

final settlement was Mr. Jerome Bettis; former black gang member of the BGE’s and

now a up and coming young attorney; who was also the savior of the old south

white law firm of Wright & Wright.

Although the white law firm was far more racist than the Greater Louisiana Oil

Company they understood business. It was now good business to hire as a full

partner the arrogant Mr. Bettis. The good Mr. Bettis and his new friends at

Wright and Wright were due to receive their one third share of one hundred fifty

million dollars. Even the old line Southern Partners were bowing and bestowing

on Mr. Bettis anything his little black heart desired.

Mr. Bettis walked into the law library of the firm and started shaking hands with

the twelve senior partners. The patriarch of the firm, Mr. Bougehard Wright

welcomed the black upstart with open arms. “Anything that this law firm can

provide to make your work easier is at your disposal…” came the smiling

dribble.

Mr. Bettis had completed his homework on the prestigious law firm weeks ago. The

Research staff was unequaled and the talents of the support staff were the best

of any law firm in the country.

“Let me cut through the bullshit Bougehard. I will make this firm an obscene

amount of money this next twelve months and I will demand perfection…..and

total obedience. First I need a top notch assistant….that will be Mrs. Anna

Belvoir.. That is satisfactory to you isn’t it Bougehard ?” he arrogantly asked.

The senior partner felt his face become red with anger. Anna Belvoir was the

most senior; most competent para legal the firm possessed and she was considered

the private property of the senior partner. Her long lean frame was topped by

beautiful long red hair which she usually wore in a severe bun. Although she

usually wore conservative suits most of the young studs in the law office noticed

the 36-26-36 sleek frame. Her 36C breasts were showing only the slightest of

droop; and were topped by rock hard pencil sized nipples that became hard at the

slightest measure of arousal.

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Physicists do it like Einstein.
Physicists do it with charm.
Physicists do it with large expensive machinery.
Physicists do it with the help of an absolute Bohr (ouch!).
Plasterers to it hard.
Politicians do it with everyone.
Pool cleaners do it wet.
Popes do it in the woods.
Programmers do it all night.
Quantum mechanics do it in leaps.
RISC assembly programmers do it 1073741824 times a second.
Scuba divers do it deeper.
Shakespearean scholars do it… or don’t do it, that is the question….
Skydivers go down faster.
Smalltalk programmers have more methods.
Sociologists do it with class.
Statisticians do it with 95% confidence.
Statisticians probably do it.
Systems programmers keep it up longer.
Typographers do it with tight kerning.
Usenet freaks do it with hard drives!
Vicars do it with amazing grace.
Waitresses serve it hot.

Jane Has Some Difficulty Shitting

Monday, September 21st, 2009

The two women, Jane and Mary, were sitting watching the TV. They had had a
good meal and had decided to spend a relaxed evening in.

It had been three days since the picnic trip and they had not played any of
their pooey games since then.

Jane spoke. “I meant to tell you Mary, that I’ve really really come alive
since we started our fun games. You are such a good good friend!”

Mary instantly shot back “Same goes for me my love. Are you in the mood or
something”

“Well yes. I have been ’saving up’ for you. It’s been two days since I
have done a bigjob you know?”

“Bathroom…?”

“Why not?”, said Jane, “let’s be conventional for once !” They laughed.
“But we can use the full floor space!”

The friends decided to strip naked. “Come on then Jane, how about a nice
squat down right in the middle of the floor.”

Jane squatted down and pulled her panties to one side. “Nnnnnnnnnnnn…..”
A big push with huge effort. “nnnnnnnn”

This went on for a few moments. Mary stood over Jane letting her finger
and lick her pussy through and round mary’s panties. Between straining of
course!

Mary said “What’s happening… oo.. that’s nice…but ..mmmm.. are you
getting anywhere?”

Jane replied, a little frustration in her voice. “My rear feels so fully
loaded, but I just can’t move it. You’ll have to help mary”

“Ok Ok…get down on all fours and I’ll take a look”

Jane did so and mary made a close examination of mary’s bum hole.

“Give another big push Jane!”

Jane did so. Mary put her tongue against Janes hole which bulged and
pushed against it.

“It’s going to have to be a finger job. Ready?”

Jane giggled her consent as Mary wet one finger first in her own cunt then
in Jane’s. Then into Jane’s bum hole.

“Well, I’ve got my finger half in and I can already feel it! Jesus..it’s a
real torpedo poo!. PUSH! I’ll try and get this finger well in and help it
out”

Jane really strained hard. Her whole body went rigid with each heave.
Mary now had her finger wedged alonside the long fat poo in Jane’s rectum.
The pressure made Jane piss voluminously right onto the floor, the piss
puddle running around her knees and lower legs. Mary curled her finger
round a little to try and help hook out the beast.

“Come on…one more BIG heave Jane!”

“Grrrrnnnnnnnnn…. yeah”

At last the first part of the poopy stick showed itself to Mary, who slid
her shitty finger out of Jane’s arse hole”

More pushing, but then a halt. Now a good four inches of turd were
sticking rigidly out of Jane.

“Jane.. I have a wondeful idea! Get up get up!”

Mary lay down on the floor and lifted her legs really high and back over
her shoulders so her cunt was aimed almost to the ceiling. With her hands
she spred and opened hur pussy, glistening wet.

Jane was staning with the monster turd sticking firm from between her
cheeks

“Now”, said Mary, “FUCK ME WITH THAT CHOCKY STICK!”

Even Jane was slightly amazed, but totally delighted! So, she turned her
back to Mary and slowly lowered her rear down until the tip of the turd
entered Mary’s gaping hole. It would go in well, it was so firm. Soon
Jane was sitting almost fully down on Mary’s twat, locked to her by the poo
now well up Mary. Slowly the two women started to gently thrust in rhythm
and the protruding turd slid in and out of Mary like a dark brown cock…