Scat in the Afternoon

One sunny breezy Saturday afternoon, Tracy and I took our two big dogs to the beach. We had

enjoyed a huge dinner the night before as well as a huge breakfast that morning. We were running

around on the sand playing with the dogs, chasing them, playing fetch, and generally enjoying

ourselves. At one point Tracy slowed down, placing a hand on her stomach.

"What's wrong?" I said.

"What do you think?" she replied, grinning.

"I think," I said, coming up behind her and reaching around to caress her belly, "maybe all that

dinner you had last night wants to come out and play."

Tracy and I were wearing tank tops and running shorts with tight Jockey brief panties underneath.

She giggled in my arms. "I think all that wine I had needs to come out too."

I glanced around, making sure we were completely alone before pushing Tracy's shorts aside with

one hand and cupping her pantied crotch with the other. "I think so too."

"Mmmmmmmmm," she replied, leaning her head back on my shoulder and kissing the side of my

neck as her warm pee soaked through her panties and ran over my hand and through my fingers. I

gasped at her kiss, grinding her pussy through her panties as she peed, my own pussy growing

moist. When she had finished peeing, we each sucked my fingers clean of her sweet fresh urine.

Tracy reached back, sliding her hand under my shorts, caressing my wet sex. I spread my legs a bit

and let go. The combination of sun, breeze, the openness of our location, and the relief of hot pee

flooding my panties and my lover's hand made my knees weak and I came in a small orgasm.

"That was so nice," I whispered, biting her ear lovingly.

She pulled away. "Yes, but now I need to poop. Let's go home and get dirty!"

The twenty-minute drive home seemed to take forever. Towards the end, Tracy was clenching her

cheeks and begging me to drive faster. I did drive faster, not just because of Tracy, but because I too

needed to poo! We raced upstairs as soon as we had let the dogs out of the car. Stripping down to

our panties as we ran, we burst into the bedroom and collapsed on our bed. Our panty crotches were

almost dry, but one could still see where our pee stains had been, and the smell of dried urine filled

the air.

"I need to go bad, Gretchen," said Tracy.

I lay my darling lover on her back and crawled on top of her in a 69 position, spreading her legs

wide, and making sure her panties were tightly pressed against her. I inhaled the sweet musk of her

urine and her arousal, the combination making my head spin with desire. I caressed her large ass

cheeks as I kissed, licked and sucked her inner thighs, my eyes riveted to her panties. "Poo for me,

Tracy. Fill your panties, Baby!"

Tracy grabbed my ass and pulled my pee stained panties to her nose, breathing deeply as she farted,

a long deep hiss of gas right in my face. She was almost delirious with lust. "Oh yeah, Honey, your

peed panties smell so good, I'm going to poo for you baby, here it comes!"

I felt her ass flex and heard a soft crackle as Tracy began to release her huge dump. I mashed my

pussy into Tracy's nose and ground my peed panty crotch against my clit as I saw a small bulge

appear in Tracy's panties. The dank meaty smell hit my nostrils almost immediately as Tracy kept

pushing, her grunts muffled by my panties. The bulge grew as though a stick was being forced

through her underpants. My head swam. I was overcome by my arousal. Leaning down, I kissed the

tip of the bulge, opening my mouth to feel it between my lips, running my tongue lightly across my

lover's shit, which was still contained by her panties. I tasted cotton, but also sensed a hint of

something different. Suddenly Tracy gasped and a huge hard log exploded into her panties,

practically shoving my face away from her ass. I gazed down as a huge lump spread across my

girlfriend's rump, inhaled sharply as she farted again, and moaned as I heard the soft crackle change

to a sort of combination fart and gurgling as Tracy expelled the soft, creamy end to her massive

dump. Already a small brown stain was spreading across her panties.

"Oh, Tracy," I moaned as I caressed her bulging undies.

'God, Gretchen, the feels so good, your hand lightly pressing my warm sticky shit on my ass!" she

grunted.

I caressed her poppy panties, nuzzled and kissed them. Slipping a finger under the elastic, I removed

a lump of poo on the tip of my finger and sniffed the heady aroma of my lesbian lover's shit. I

sucked her brown gift into my mouth, savoring the bitter flavor. Then, I cleaned off my finger by

reaching into her panties and smearing her poo over her engorged clit, rubbing in circles until Tracy

spasmed in orgasm underneath me.

"Poo for me Gretchen," said Tracy," I want to watch you shit your panties for me!"

Not a moment too soon! I too had been dying to defecate in my panties, but had held off. Opening

my mouth wide and pressing it gently into Tracy's poopy panty bottom, I let go.

When I poo, I love to do it very slowly. That way I can feel the warm soft mass caressing my rectum

and anus, like my own personal, intimate dildo. Tracy rained kisses on my inner thighs as I filled my

panties, loving the way the tight cloth held my mess and spread it over my ass. Like Tracy, my poo

was very firm and I loved the sensation of the huge turd slithering out of my distended anus. Taking

another dollop of my lover's mess on my finger, I stuck it in my mouth and sucked hard to keep

from screaming in delight as the combination of her flavor and the last of my poop rushing into my

panties of its own mass pushed me to the brink of bliss.

Tracy was moaning her approval and, when I was done pooping, she slipped her tongue into one of

the leg openings of my panties and licked my messy bottom. "Tastes so good, Lover!"

I too, slipped my tongue under Tracy's panties, pushing it into her hot anal cream, sucking a large

amount into my mouth. She too slurped up a mouthful of my mess and I rolled off her and turned

around, our lips meeting in a searing messy kiss. Our lips sealed together and our mouths opened,

our dueling tongues mixing our shit in each others mouths, long rivulets of brown trickling down

our throats. We swallowed greedily, licking out each others' mouths to make sure we didn't miss

anything.

Tracy gazed lovingly down at me. "You ready to get really dirty, Lover?"

Was I! Standing up on the bed, Tracy and I slowly slid our shitty panties down our legs, wiggling

our asses to make sure most of our poop remained in the soiled cloth. Once our panties were off, we

traded places and slowly slipped each other's panties up until each of us was wearing our lover's

panties with her shit pressed to our asses! I came as Tracy's shit touched my ass and, judging by the

look of ecstasy on her face, Tracy came too as my shit wormed its way between her succulent ass

cheeks.

Tracy lay me on my back, spreading my legs and lifting them, exposing my pantied ass and pussy.

Then, squatting over me, she lowered herself until the bulge of her (my) shit touched my pussy

through my panties. She then began to rock, grinding her shit covered panties across my pussy,

masturbating me with the huge pile of crap in her (my) underpants. She grabbed my ankles to hold

me still as the incessant bump-bump-bump of the lump of poo slowly drove me wild. After I can

come at least twice, we switched places, and I swung my hips back and forth, the huge weight of

Tracy's shit swinging beneath me, dragging across her swollen cunny. I loved how Tracy's pussy

expanded and flowered, growing so puffy that her pinkness showed around the edges of her panty

crotch. She too, came twice.

Then, we lay down at opposite ends of the bed and scissored our legs together. Spreading our legs as

wide as possible, we mashed ourselves together, spreading Tracy's shit into my ass crack and all

over my rump, my shit all over Tracy's. Poo exploded out our leg openings and smeared over our

inner thighs. Huge lumps of excrement forced their way up our panties and all over our cunnies,

those lumps being mashed into our pubes, clits, lips, and vaginas as we ground against each other.

The feeling of being penetrated and made love to by my lesbian lover's most intimate gift finally

overcame me and I orgasmed, the sexy scene in front of me fading to a searing white light as my

ultimate bliss hit. We pressed and ground our shitty asses into each other and held tight, spasming

for what seemed like hours before slowly winding down in a gentle fog of love, fulfillment, and the

temporary sating of our desires.

The bed was a complete mess. The room stank. To most people, the scene would have been

disgusting and revolting beyond compare. To Tracy and me, our sexual activities and our sharing of

our most intimate and primal bodily functions only enhanced the deep love we felt for each other

and which I will feel for her for the rest of my life. We cuddled and napped for a time, occasionally

scooping up bits of our mess to share in tender, loving kisses.