DIXIE

Many years ago when I was a young and naive fellow, just a

couple years out of college, I spent a few weeks traveling across

the midwestern United States.  One day I found myself in Des

Moines with nothing to do.  Then I remembered an old frat brother

named Bob who lived there, so I called him up.  I hadn't really

kept in touch with him, but he seemed glad to hear from me.  He

gave me directions to his favorite bar, which was only a few

blocks from my hotel, and said he and his girlfriend Sue would

meet me there in half an hour.

      I met Bob and Sue at the bar, and we ordered some beers.

Sue turned out to be a very busty blonde bimbo, probably a great

fuck, but she had difficulty discussing anything more complex

than the weather.  After a few beers, she started pulling down on

the low-cut neckline of her blouse and making eyes at me.  Out of

deference to my friend Bob, I tried to ignore the come-on.  After

a few minutes of this, Sue flashed me an angry look, then she

turned to Bob and said in a too-sweet voice, "We've got to get a

woman for Al!  Can't have him going to bed alone tonight.  Let's

see... How about Dixie?  She's always hangin' around here

somewhere, suckin' on a brew.  Yeah!  She's perfect..."

      Bob started to argue, "Gosh, Sue, I don't know if Al wants

that kind of...", but before he got very far, Sue yelled out

"Hey, Dixie, I've got a man for you!"  I looked in the direction

she was yelling, and saw a woman who looked like a stereotypical

"bar-hog" surrounded by half a dozen men who looked like

professional drunks.  They were sitting at a table covered with

empty pitchers of beer, and were all laughing like hyenas.  When

Sue yelled out, the woman stopped laughing, stood up, and slowly

walked toward our table.

      As soon as the woman stood up, I could see that Sue was

going to pay me back for ignoring her advances.  My face turned

beet red, then I looked over at Bob, and he seemed to be equally

embarrassed.

      Dixie was, shall we say, a very healthy girl.  Not very

tall, but as broad as a barn door.  Actually, she wasn't really

very fat, but she was one of those women whose hips are

abnormally wide, so she carried a lot of excess weight in her

thighs and ass.  She also had a good-sized beer-belly which hung

over the waistband of her skirt.  Despite her size, she looked

barely old enough to be out of high school.

      Sue introduced us, and Dixie stuck out her hand.  "Pleased

to meet you!" she said cheerfully.  I took her chubby hand, and

on a whim, touched it to my lips instead of shaking it.

      "My Gawd!  A gentleman!" cried Dixie.  "Where the hell did

you come from, Mister?"  She pulled a chair up right next to mine

and plopped herself down.  I ordered a couple more pitchers and

soon we were talking and laughing like old friends.  Like Sue,

Dixie was a pretty dim bulb, but she seemed to have a much kinder

heart.  She had a dirty, earthy sense of humor, which turned me

on, and I got a real charge out of watching her beer-belly shake

when she laughed.  She came by that beer-belly honestly, by the

way.  Every time she finished another pitcher, I noticed she had

a little more belly hanging over her skirt.  By the end of the

evening, her huge gut looked like a beach ball sitting on her

lap.

      I'm not sure what time Bob and Sue left, but a little later,

when it looked like the bar was about to close, I invited Dixie

to come back to my hotel room.  She said, "Okay, but I've got to

take a piss first."

      I told her my hotel was only a few blocks away and had a

much cleaner bathroom than the bar, if she thought she could

wait.  "Oh, thank you," she said. "Anything would beat the

stinking crapper in this place!"  I had to agree, since I'd been

to the men's room several times that night and it stunk to high

heaven.  Dixie, on the other hand, had not visited the powder

room even once since she sat down beside me.  She obviously hated

the bar's toilet facilities.

      I paid the tab and helped Dixie stand up.  We were both a

bit unsteady after so much beer, but by holding onto each other,

we managed to walk at a decent pace.  When we got about half-way

to my hotel, Dixie suddenly stopped and leaned against a lamp

post.  "Oh, Gawd!  I've really gotta pee!" she said.  "I just

can't hold it any more!"

      I looked around for some structure that might give her some

privacy, but there wasn't any.  We were just about at the middle

of a long warehouse wall, and the nearest alley was a hundred

yards away.  To make matters worse, we'd stopped right under a

street light, so the sidewalk was lit up bright as day.  The only

good thing was the lack of traffic this late at night.

      "You have to go right now?" I asked.  "Yes, and right here!"

she cried.  "Look, Al, I gotta go and I don't care who sees me.

Just be a dear and keep me from falling over, will ya?"  Before I

could even reply, she had flipped up the back of her skirt and

squatted down.  I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties.

Quickly I knelt down behind her ass and put my hands on her broad

naked hips to steady her.  Suddenly she let loose with a huge

torrent of piss.  It splattered and splashed the sidewalk for

what seemed like several minutes.  Fortunately for me, the

sidewalk sloped away from me, or I would have been swimming in

the yellow pool she was producing.  As it was, her pee formed a

lake that extended for several yards down the narrow sidewalk.

      Finally she shut off the firehose between her legs, but she

didn't stand up right away.  I couldn't resist lowering my head

to take a closer look at her broad white ass cheeks.  Suddenly

she moaned and let out a huge wet fart, right in my face.  Then,

before I could even catch my breath, she opened her anus and

began to shit, right there in front of me!  I watched in

amazement as her asshole squeezed out a half dozen short but very

thick turds, just inches from my nose.  Then she slowly stood up.

      "Thanks for your help, Al.  Sorry if I grossed you out there

at the end.  I didn't realize I had to poop until the urge just

hit me, and then I couldn't stop.  You know how it is?  But,

Gawd!  Let me tell you!  I really needed that!  I feel so much

better now... Hey, honey, what's the matter?  You're not going to

be sick, are you?  I'm really sorry, Al.  I should have warned

you to move back when I started to shit.  I didn't think I had

such a big load in me.  Gawd, it really stinks, doesn't it?"

      "No, Dixie, it's okay," I replied.  "Don't worry about me.

Your ass knows best what it wants to do, and when it wants to do

it, right?  I always say it's better to go than be constipated."

That made her giggle.  I was still on my knees staring in

disbelief at the mountain of shit on the edge of that huge pool

of piss.  It was hard to believe that one woman's body could

produce that much waste.  But I'd seen it all come out of her, so

there was no denying it!  The smell must have been hideous, but

for some reason it didn't seem to bother me.  Quite the contrary,

in fact!  As I slowly stood up, I noticed that a sizeable

erection had snaked its way down my pants leg.

      I'd like to say that Dixie and I screwed like rabbits the

rest of that night, but I'm afraid we'd both had too much to

drink.  However, when we got to the hotel room, we did manage one

good session of doggy-style fucking.  In that position, I think

the smell from her dirty asshole, which she hadn't wiped after

taking a shit on the sidewalk, actually helped keep me awake long

enough to shoot my load into her cunt.  I remember she squealed

like a pig when I filled her with sperm.  She then sucked me

until I got hard again, and I made an effort to mount her in the

missionary position, but her belly got in the way, and we just

fell asleep in each other's arms.

      During the night, I was vaguely aware of her getting up

several times to go to the bathroom for a piss.  That big tank of

a belly she had must have held almost a keg's worth of beer!

Then about dawn, I woke up to find her sucking on my cock again.

As soon as she got me all the way up to full erection, she

announced with a giggle, "Now don't move a muscle, big boy!  I'm

gonna do the fuckin' this time!"  She got on her knees and

straddled my legs, facing my feet.  As I watched, she reached

between her legs, grabbed my cock, stuck it into her pussy, and

quickly lowered her body, taking my entire length in one stroke.

"Oh, wow!" she gasped.  "That's one way to wake a girl up in the

morning!!!"

      Then she began fucking me, just like she'd promised.  In my

alcoholic stupor the night before, I hadn't noticed how

incredibly tight her cunt was.  This girl obviously did her

Kegels!  Each time she moved up or down on me, she gave my cock a

little extra squeeze from some hidden muscle inside her.  That,

plus the sight of her huge buttocks bouncing up and down like a

pair of pink beach balls, had me ready to come in no time at all.

      I was feeling really good, when suddenly Dixie froze, with

her ass at the top of a stroke, and cried out "Oh hell!  I think

I gotta poop again!"  I'm not sure what came over me then, but

for some reason, I grabbed her ass with both hands, pulled it

back down my swollen shaft, and told her in a firm voice, "Do it

on me, Dixie."  At first she struggled, trying to climb off my

cock and run to the toilet, then when she realized I wasn't going

to let her get away, she relaxed and said, "Okay, Al, if that's

what you really want."

      I relaxed my grip on her slightly, but still kept both hands

on her big butt just in case she changed her mind.  Gradually she

resumed moving her ass up and down my length, and squeezing me

with her wonderful internal muscles.  A couple of times she

looked over her shoulder at me, as if to ask whether I really

wanted this to happen.  I smiled a broad reassuring smile back at

her each time.  Finally, right at the bottom of one stroke, I

heard her moan and saw her press her hand to the side of her

belly.  Then as she slowly raised her ass, she opened her anus

and expelled an enormous turd, over a foot long and two inches

thick.  It fell with a heavy "plop" onto my stomach.  "Good

girl!" I cried, and attempted to pull her ass back down my shaft.

But this time she seemed determined to stay at the top of her

stroke, with only my cock-head inside her.

      I felt her hips tense up, and she let out a long sloppy-

sounding fart.  Then, as I watched in fascination, her anus

opened again, even wider than before, and her bowels very slowly

pushed out a huge cucumber-sized turd.  I heard her grunt several

times as the glistening brown monster stretched her asshole to

its limit.  When the giant chunk of shit finally dropped onto my

stomach, it fell across her other turd, forming an obscene brown

cross.

      It was hard to believe, but Dixie's bowels were not yet

empty!  Before her anus even had time to close, she expelled

another turd, not quite as thick but every bit as long as the

previous one.  Next she pooped out three more short but very

thick turds in quick succession.  Then she took a deep breath,

let out a loud grunt, and began to pump out a thick stream of

soft brown manure, with the consistency of partially melted ice

cream.  It splattered onto my stomach and coated the rest of her

feces like chocolate syrup, before finally sputtering to a halt.

At this point, I felt Dixie's hips relax, and I sensed that her

tremendous BM was over, at least for now.

      My whole torso, from well above my navel all the way down to

my cock, was covered with Dixie's brown waste.  This woman had an

incredible shit factory inside her ass!  She'd just produced at

least twice as much shit as she'd dumped on the sidewalk last

night, and she hadn't even eaten anything in the meantime!

      I can't begin to describe the incredible erotic pleasure I

was feeling.  When Dixie dropped that enormous load of shit on

me, I just about went crazy!  I had never been so aroused in my

life!  As I looked across the huge pile of feminine feces sitting

on my stomach, I saw the shaft of my cock suddenly bulge, like it

always does when I'm about to come.  With all my strength, I

pulled Dixie's ass back down till I was buried to the hilt in her

cunt.  Her broad ass smashed the turds on my stomach into a soft

cow pie.  She squirmed as she felt herself sinking into her own

manure pile, but I held her tight, so her squirming just smeared

more and more of the brown mess across her huge white ass cheeks.

Suddenly my cock erupted in the biggest orgasm I'd ever had,

pumping tremendous geysers of sperm into Dixie's cunt for what

seemed like more than a minute.  Her orgasm began at the same

time and lasted even longer than mine.  As I watched her big

shit-covered butt wriggling in ecstasy on my spasming pole, I

couldn't help but wonder, "Is this Heaven or what?"