MOVING AWAY PARTY

by bawdypen

   After ten years in the neighborhood we were selling out and

moving to California. Al had been offered an executive position

at the company's headquarters and it was a marvelous opportu-

nity. We hated to leave, but it was too irresistible. I knew

it'd be a terrific sacrifice to Al after all the friends he'd

made, so I decided to give my husband a going-away party and

invited all his special buddies. Well, just acquaintances

really. He didn't know them all that well personally, even

though they'd been very, very intimate.

   Al was overwhelmed and delighted. He couldn't believe I'd

managed to get them all together, especially since most of them

had never seen each other. Yet there they were. Jack the milk-

man, Ed the gas man, Freddie the garbage collector, Ernest who'd

patched up that leak on the roof, Billy Lawson the skinhead

who'd busted our window when he broke in that time to rob us,

even Dan Bailey from next door. All of them, down in the

basement, side-by-side on stools along Al's toolbench, their

naked butts sticking out while Al goes down the line smelling

their assholes. He starts over, fingering and licking them this

time, sticking his tongue up their hairy holes, eager for his

third run at them when he gets to eat a big turd from each ass

one final time!

   I'm sitting on the basement steps happy to see how over-

joyed he is at my surprise. I have my skirt pulled up and my

legs spread wide so the paperboy can eat my pussy out the way he

loves doing. Another quick glance at my wonderful husband and I

turn the other way so Bobby Bailey can stick his big cock in my

mouth. That teenager sure loves blowjobs, and says I give `em

better than any girl in his senior class, including his Math

Teacher, Mrs Blunt. Bobby hadn't been aware of certain goings-

on, and paid no attention to the mounting neighborhood rumors.

He was always much too obsessed with his own cock and how many

chicks he could get to suck on it to be bothered. So as long as

his pants were down and my lips were wrapped around his over-

grown joint, seeing his father's hairy shithole ready to blow a

big turd into my husband's mouth wasn't any particular concern

of his. Besides, he was rather enjoying his first experience of

a wet tongue up his asshole. Our 14-year-old daughter Cindy was

back there with her face between Bobby's cheeks, licking out his

ass while her boyfriend Chuck was giving her a dandy finger-

fucking.

   I wet down Bobby's cock real good after telling him to hop

down and stick it up Chuck's ass for a couple of minutes, then

come back and let me suck on it. He asked if Chuck would mind.

I said not if he wanted a last chance to screw our underage

daughter before we left!

   Chuck scowled and griped about it, but he lifted his chunky

butt and let Bobby shove his prick in there. After about a dozen

strokes I called him back, and my his cock tasted delicious! He

said what a freaky family we were, staring at me licking away

some of Chuck's crap from his knob, and how surprised he was the

way Cindy had her tongue buried right up his old shithole,

considering he'd taken a big dump just before leaving the house

and being late he hadn't cleaned his hairy asshole very good. I

said Chuck never cleans his hairy ass very good either, but

Cindy licks it for him anyway.

   I said that tasted awfully good, why not fuck Chuck some

more while I lay back and let the paperboy lick my asshole a

while. He said fine, at least he'd get to look the other way--

seeing my husband chewing all those turds was making him sick

cause he knew how the bathroom smelled after his dad came out

and he was next in line. I said his dad's turds were Al's

favorites and he'd been eating them for years, and it was too

bad he'd already taken a dump because I was sure Al would have

enjoyed trying one to see if good shit ran in the family. That's

when Cindy piped up and said she'd never licked out Mr Bailey's

asshole, of course, but Bobby's butt was sure good lickin'!

   What's that make mine, Chuck whined. Cindy giggled and said

at the moment it was a warm place for boys to stick their dicks,

and if he was serious about finding a job in California this

summer, he'd better be faithful to her. But it'd be alright when

he got real horny if he went out and got a queer to fuck him up

the ass. But he wasn't to give a guy a blowjob unless that was

the only way he could get the guy to screw him.

   Chuck said it wasn't very fair with her getting to lick

another guy's ass. Cindy said he could lick Bobby's asshole if

he wanted. She wouldn't mind at all. In fact, he was allowed to

lick a queer's ass if he got a screw out of it. Chuck said he

didn't want to lick a queer's ass, but asked if it'd be alright

if a queer licked his cause he was sure gonna miss it. Cindy

said of course, she expected that because all queer's lick each

other's assholes before they fuck 'em. Heck, they'll probably

lick it for you after they screw ya!

   I was rubbing my stinky twat all over the paperboy's mouth,

humping my ass up and down so the juice around my asshole got

smeared all over his face. The kid loved it. He was only 13 and

I was the only person he ever got to do nasty things with, so

anything was just fine with him as long as he got to stick his

horny pecker into one of my holes.

   After shitting in Al's mouth, each guy would climb down and

jerk off watching Al eat shit from the rest of the guys. Four of

them were now crowded around whacking the fuck out of their big

cocks, staring as Al licked over the soft snake of shit oozing

from the foul-mouthed skinhead's pimpled ass. The kid was

spewing out his usual string of obscenities at Al, calling him

every filthy name in the book. Al liked a good dressing down,

and never regretted his decision to offer Billy the choice of

jail or taking a shit in his mouth. He wished more men had the

instinct to realize how exciting it is for a fella to be put in

his place while he eats a guy's shit. It's gutter wallowing at

its best, in his opinion. Too many guys are sensitive these days

and won't do anything to offend a person. Being a shit-licker

must be bad enough without adding more insults and hurting his

feelings. Before that snake got too much longer and fell out, Al

lowered his mouth and started gobbling it down. He munched his

way to Billy's asshole and glued his mouth over it and sucked

the rest out.

   Billy hopped right down and before Al could start on the

garbageman he shoved his cock into Al's mouth and started to

piss! Not something Al was especially enamored of, he neverthe-

less guzzled down the punk's acrid, stinking urine without

complaint. After all, it was a party! A couple of the fellows

wanted to do the same, but Al wanted that last buttful of crap,

then he'd be more than glad to take all the piss and cum they

could give.

   I figured Al positioned Freddie last on purpose, remember-

ing he'd once remarked that the garbage collector had the

perfect ass for the job because it looked and smelled so gross

all the time. A bachelor, Freddie probably spent little time

worrying about hygiene and Al'd be very surprised if the man

washed his ass more than once a month. Of course, Al grinned

sheepishly, that was what attracted him to the man in the first

place. Helping to pick up some overflow from a well-packed

container that'd spilled out, he happened to brush his face

against the fellow's bottom as he was bending over and got a big

whiff of the nasty odor coming from inside the man's grubby

overalls. It was too enticing for Al. Right there at the front

curb he brazenly told the guy his butt really stunk and how'd he

like to take a break and get his ass a nice, soothing tongue

bath? You mean one of them butthole rims? Freddie asked. Al said

a complete wash and rimjob, and if the man had a need to take a

mid-day dump, Al'd be so damned excited to watch him do it, he'd

lick it all over again. Well, the guy went for it and Al licked

him front and back. Gulped the man's scum down his throat, too.

But he'd misinterpreted the man's expression and refrained

himself from going whole hog. Freddie had a constant expression

of meanness, but it was just the way his craggy face naturally

looked. Anyway, Al waited til he left, then got down and ate the

turds off the floor! When Freddie waved and acted real friendly

the next week, and suggested to Al it'd sure be a good time for

a sweaty-assed man to take a break, Al wasted no time ushering

the fellow into the basement and pulling his overalls down to

bury his face up that steaming keester. Told Freddie he loved

licking a man's ass when it was filthy and he'd sure like that

mid-day crap dumped right in his mouth! Freddie said, mister,

any man wants to eat my shit is welcome to it. Fella wants to be

a toilet, I got all the shit he can handle!

   So there was my dear hubby, happily playing toilet with his

friends. I was just enjoying the amusing spectacle of Al being

forced to quickly cup his hands because loose turdballs were

flying out of Freddie's asshole like buckshot when Bobby grabbed

my hair and poked his fat knob into my mouth. A big wad of

Chuck's shit was plastered all over it, and Bobby was excitedly

urging me to eat it off! I could hear what was happening, at

least, because the men were laughing like crazy, urging Al to

gobble up those stinky nuggets because it didn't look like

Freddie was slowing down and his hands were already full.

Knowing how Al prefers the sight of a nice sturdy turd, even

though soft ones are easier to swallow down, I knew a big

handful of meaty turdballs was his idea of the ideal dump.

Seeing a turd fall apart as it breaches the confines of a man's

rectum was a glorious sight to Al, and a bangup finale to the

day's shitting. I wasn't surprised at all to hear him ask

somebody to grab a plastic bag from the shelf because he was

going to save them to munch on while watching one of his

favorite westerns tonight on the TV.

   They laughed all the more as one guy held the bag open

under Freddie's hole. When he was finished, Al dumped them in

and licked his fingers. Then he licked out Freddie's rearend,

getting a final nubbin' popped into his mouth. He gave it a good

suck before gulping it down. It must have dropped into his

stomach and landed on top of the pile already down there like a

bing cheery on a chocolate sundae!

   I pulled the paperboy over me and let him poke his stiff

pecker into my cunt while I finished cleaning Bobby's cock and

sucked him off. Cindy was on the basement floor letting Chuck

fuck her. I don't know if it was because it'd be their last fuck

in a while or because that prick up his ass had touched a nerve,

but he was screwing the hell out of her!

   Al swallowed all the piss they cared to give him, and

sucked off every cock that hadn't prematurely shot a load from

the excitement.

   Later, relaxing in front of the television, Cindy asked Al

why he'd never tried getting Chuck or Bobby to shit for him.

Swallowing the turdball in his mouth, Al said he much preferred

eating shit a little more aged, although the skinhead's wasn't

so bad mainly because he was such a prick bastard and treated

him like shit. He held out the bag, saying she was welcome to

try one and check out the difference. Cindy declined, saying a

boy's stinky butt wasn't too bad and she'd still lick it if

there was a little shit on it, but she sure didn't want to eat

chunks, and especially old men's shit was disgusting!

   Al and I laughed. I added I agreed, and if anything she

might enjoy a chunk of her boyfriend's. It was quite tasty, and

maybe he'd bring a queer friend to California with him and if he

did she'd really enjoying sucking Chuck's shit off the queer's

cock after he fucks him. She said I don't know, if he gets that

chummy with a queer, he'd probably stay home!

   Well, California Here We Come!