THE TEATCHER
By Durtylady
PART I
Her name was Diane Shannon and she was truly beautiful. The mirror
Before her testified to her beauty and seemed to glow in the radiance of her body.
Her soft brown hair hung limply just above her jutting breasts which were
heaving up and down. She stood and watched her nipples grow with her rising
passion.
Cupping her breasts, she looked down at the shadow of her cunt showing
through her thin white panties. A wet spot was beginning to show as the warm
juice of her cunt seeped into the thin material. Hurriedly she pulled the
panties from her body, and turning her back to the mirror, she looked over
her shoulder so she could watch as her hands gripped and separated the soft
cheeks of her ass.
A shiver ran through her as the tight, puckered brown asshole was exposed to
her view. Wetting her finger in her mouth, she touched it to her shit hole,
watching as she slowly pushed it deep into her rectum. It was a wonderful
feeling, the feeling of having to shit. She had loved it ever since the day
as a little girl that her mother, Jean, had taught her all about the ways to
enjoy her body.
Pulling her finger from her asshole, she lifted it to her face and sniffed;
she loved the smell of shit, it was such a turn on, there was only one thing
better, and that was the taste of shit. She opened her mouth and slid the
brown-stained digit over her tongue, savouring the bitter-sweet taste of her
own shit.
Diane grabbed a chair and throwing a leg over each arm, stared at her own
spread cunt presented to her in the mirror. Rubbing her wet slit, her mind
went back to the time when her sexual awakening began. She closed her eyes
and remembered....
It began in the month of September, twelve years earlier. She had just
turned fifteen and it was the fifth day after the opening of school. At the
time she was already quite well developed and, like her mother, was very
pretty.
She had just arrived home from school and as she walked into the house, she
heard Jean calling her from the bedroom. The first thing she noticed was the
strange tone to Her mother’s voice, and walking toward the bedroom, sensed
that something was very different today.
Entering the room, Diane saw that the shades were drawn, and looking toward
the bed she could see Jean lying there, naked. Her eyes widened in surprise
as she looked at Her mother’s naked body: the large, soft tits spreading
over her mother’s chest, and the dark, hairy mound of her mother’s cunt
nestled between her soft white thighs.
"Diane, my love, don’t be afraid," she said, patting the bed. "Come, sit
beside me."
With shaking knees, Diane walked to the bed and sat down beside her mother’s
naked body. Without another word, her mom pulled her down next to her and
covered Diane’s mouth with her own in a long lingering kiss. She felt her
mother’s tongue, warm and wet with saliva, sliding between her lips and into
her mouth.
Shock waves raced through her body as Diane felt her mother’s hands fumbling
to remove her own clothing and suddenly she, too, was naked. She twisted
with pleasure as she felt her flesh touching the warm flesh of Jean. Their
hot kiss continued, their tongues now meeting in wild abandon, as Diane felt
her mother’s hand cupping her soft, young breast. Her nipples hardened at
the touch, and she could feel an intense burning, deep between her legs.
At last, Jean broke the kiss and held Diane back, looking at her young body.
"Darling," she said, her voice husky with longing, "you’re a beautiful girl,
and its time that you learned the pleasures of sex."
Diane sighed with pleasure as Jean caressed every part of her young body.
She groaned with pleasure as Jean sucked the hard nipples of her young
boobs, while at the same time her hands gently stroked Diane’s cunt and ass,
her fingers probing softly into both of her virgin holes.
Diane returned every one of her mother’s embraces as she thrust her tongue
deep into Jean’s mouth, squeezed her large, soft tits, and gently stroked
the dripping wet cunt between her legs.
After a while, Diane found herself lying on the bed with Jean on top of her.
She could see her mother’s head lying between her legs. The wet hole between
them was burning with excitement. Suddenly she gasped with pleasure, as she
felt something wet and hard, yet soft at the same time, flicking between the
lips of her swollen vagina.
Her clitoris hardened with lust as Jean licked at the sweet, juicy flesh
with her tongue. Diane was going out of her mind as Jean continued to stroke
her with the point of her tongue. She arched her back with passion, pushing
her ass off the bed and tried to bury her mother’s face deeper into her
soaking wet cunt.
This was totally new to her, and it was tearing her mind from her body.
"Oh, Mummy, Mummy," she cried out, "please, do something, do something,
please, I cant stand it any more!"
Her mother’s eyes were alive with lust as she reversed her position on
Diane’s young body. Turning around into the sixty-nine position, she buried
Diane’s face under her cunt and ass. The smell of her mother’s asshole right
above her nose inflamed her passion even more. Opening her mouth, Diane
sucked Her mother’s cunt into it, all the while breathing deeply of Jean’s
shit hole.
As she mouthed Jean, the older woman was busy eating the flesh of her
daughter’s cunt, sucking all of the fresh, sweet young juices, exciting
Diane to madness.
Suddenly Jean raised her head from Diane’s vagina, "I’m cumming!" she
wailed.
Diane didn’t fully understand what was happening but her own lust was
maddening. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked all of her mother’s swollen,
red cunt flesh into her warm wet mouth. Jean sighed in ecstasy as felt the
warmth of Diane’s mouth envelop her. "Oh", she sighed, "just a little more,
just a little more."
Diane’s tongue scraped against the hard point of her mother’s clitoris.
Suddenly, she brought her teeth down on the aroused bud of flesh. Jean
screamed in painful ecstasy and suddenly, Diane’s mouth was full of the
sweet taste of her mother’s come as she shuddered on top of her.
As Jean recovered, she started once more paying attention to her daughter’s
virgin cunt and ass, licking gently along the folds of her pussy while
slowly pushing her finger past the tight sphincter which led to Diane’s
bowels.
Diane grunted as she felt the finger invade her. This was something else
new, and she liked the feeling. The pleasure in her cunt was wonderful, and
the feeling of the finger pushing into her ass was making it even better.
"Oh Mummy, what are you doing?" she whispered as she pushed down on the
invading finger. She felt so full; she hadn’t been to the bathroom yet and
felt she was about to burst. Jean groaned as she felt her finger encounter
the soft mass of her daughter’s unborn shit.
Slowly, Jean withdrew the shit-coated finger, she wanted her daughter to
watch what she was about to do, so she shifted her position. Diane looked up
to see Jean sniffing at the dirty finger, it had a thick coating of her
shit, and she was amazed to see Jean wrap her lips around it and suck it
clean.
Speechless, she could only watch, and see the pleasure on her mum’s face.
Once again Jean buried her face in her daughter’s crotch, only this time,
she pushed her tongue into Diane’s ass, tasting her shit directly.
Suddenly, without warning, Diane let out a long silent fart; in her passion
she didn’t notice, but Jean did, and savoured it with delight. With her
mum’s fingers playing in her cunt, and her tongue in her ass, Diane began to
lose control, and the mass of shit inside her began to move towards the
opening to her ass. Jean felt it move against her tongue and began to suck
at her daughter’s ass, her tongue was pushed out, and she felt her
daughter’s turd pass between her lips. She was in absolute heaven as the
mass of shit filled her mouth, almost choking her. At last her mouth was so
full, she couldn’t take any more, and let the rest fall out onto the bed.
Sitting up, she looked at Diane and still stroking her cunt, she let her
daughter see her mouth full of shit. Diane went crazy, bucking on Jean’s
fingers, and seeing her mum eating her shit, her first ever orgasm hit her,
making her scream with pleasure! Then, without thinking, she pulled Jean’s
mouth down on to her’s, covering her mother’s shit-filled mouth with her
own, tasting her shit as she came, and loving it!
They lay in each other’s arms for a while, gazing into one another’s eyes.
Jean opened her mouth, showing Diane the shit that still filled it, and
pushed her tongue out to her daughter, who leaned forward and drew it into
her own mouth, once more filling her mouth with the taste of her own shit.
"Did you enjoy that darling?" Jean asked her.
"Oh Mum, it was wonderful, magic, out of this world!"
Her mother smiled, and licked the last remaining smears of shit from around
her lips. Diane sat up and made to get out of bed.
"Where are you going darling?" Jean asked.
"I won’t be a moment, Mummy; I have to run to the bathroom!"
"No you don’t, sweetie," Jean replied with a glint in her eyes.
"But, Mummy, I desperately need to pee and I still want to poo!"
"Darling, I loved what we did earlier, I have been wanting to do that with
you for ages."
"You mean, when I pooped in your mouth? You want me to do it again?"
"Oh yes, now and whenever you want, I loved it, so did you, I think."
Diane thought for a moment, "You’re so right, I loved it, Mummy."
With that she knelt over the prostrate body of her mother; Jean lay there
with her mouth open in anticipation of what she was about to receive. Diane
strained, her bladder was so full, she couldn’t hold it any longer and let
fly. The golden stream of piss shot out of her cunt and hit the back of her
mother’s mouth. Jean gurgled as her mouth filled with the hot piss of her
daughter, and as she closed her mouth to swallow, the stream splashed all
over her face, running down her neck and into her hair. Opening her mouth
again, she refilled with the wonderful nectar, not believing what was
happening. Her dreams coming true as she drank down her daughter’s wonderful
sweet piss. Finally the stream dried up, and Jean could hear Diane grunting
and straining. A fart escaped from her daughter’s ass, which caused them
both to giggle. Watching the brown hole, Jean gasped as it began to open,
revealing the end of another of her daughter’s turds. She stretched out her
tongue to catch it, but Diane had her hand in the way. She wanted to catch
it in her hand.
Her mother watched, fascinated as the turd slid into Diane’s palm, lying
there like a shiny brown egg. It felt red hot, sitting there in Diane’s
hand, and she brought it up to her face as if to inspect it. She sniffed at
it, savouring the heady odour; she extended her tongue and tentatively
licked at it. The shit was hot to her touch, and the taste was so intense,
it filled her nostrils and mouth. Holding her mother’s gaze with hers, she
opened her mouth and popped the turd in, rolling it around with her tongue.
She couldn’t believe how turned on she was, this was the most wonderful
feeling. Jean was in heaven watching her daughter as she chewed and mashed
her own shit.
Leaning over her mother, Diane opened her mouth and let the brown mush
dribble from her mouth into her mother’s, all the time bringing her mouth
closer to her mother’s, until they met in a dirty, mushy kiss. They ground
their mouths together, pushing the shit back and forth into each other’s
mouth, clawing at each other’s cunt as they did so, until at last they both
climaxed in a nerve-shattering orgasm, and fell back onto the now soiled
bed, exhausted....
Diane came out of her reverie, smiling as she remembered all the days and
nights that followed. The shit play that they had indulged in together, it
was probably the best time of her life, she thought.
In the mirror she could see herself sitting on the chair, her fingers inside
both her holes. With fascination, she watched as she worked her fingers
until she finally collapsed in a twisting, writhing orgasm.
As she sat in the chair, her orgasm fading, she was thinking about the
coming evening. She had a tutoring assignment, the parents of a 15-year-old
girl were paying her heavily for private lessons for their daughter, Trisha,
and Diane couldn’t wait to meet her.
PART II
In her bedroom, Trisha Swift was dreamily playing with herself as
She recalled an incident at school earlier in the day. It was after gym,
and in the melee of the changing rooms, she had watched Gabby Prime,
the class beauty, go into one of the toilet cubicles. Trisha followed
her and let herself into the adjoining stall. Sitting down on the
toilet seat, she held her breath as she listened to Gabby relieve
herself in the next cubicle, her hand was at her crotch as she heard
the other girl’s piss hitting the water in the toilet, she wanted to
make herself cum, but knew she mustn’t, she would save that for
later. At last the sound of the stream began to die away, then to her
joy, she heard a loud and long fart from next door. Still holding her
breath, she listened as her idol began to strain, and was eventually
rewarded with the satisfying sound of a loud ’plop’, as Gabby’s shit
dropped into the water.
Now, lying on her bed at six in the evening, she ran the events
through her mind again, as her hand busied itself in her cunt. She
imagined Gabby with her pants round her ankles, and the piss flowing
from her cunt. She pictured in her mind that perfect ass, pouting as
Gabby’s shit oozed out, and with that image firmly planted in her
head, she came on her fingers.
Just then there was a knock on the door. Startled, Trisha quickly
pulled her skirt down. Trying to look composed, she said, "Come in."
The door opened and her mother walked in. Behind her walked a
remarkably good-looking woman. "Trisha," her mother said, "this is
Diane Shannon. She is the teacher I told you about, she is here to
help you with your homework as you know. Now, your Dad and I are
going out for the evening, and Miss Shannon has agreed to stay with
you till we return, OK?"
With that she leaned down and kissed her daughter on the cheek and left.
Diane looked at the girl sitting on the bed, her parents had just
left and they were alone. Trisha moved on the bed, making her skirt
ride up. Diane looked at the girl’s exposed thighs and felt herself
flush. Trisha seemed unconcerned about her exposed flesh and Diane
wondered if this was a sign. It would be so much easier just to tell
her of her desires, but she also knew this was the quickest way to
get herself into trouble.
Diane sat on the bed next to her and told Trisha that she wanted to
help her with her endeavors. Wondering why she used the word
"endeavors" rather than "studies", Trisha felt a surge of excitement
and wondered to herself if Diane was playing some kind of word game
with her?
"I do need some help," replied Trisha.
"I’m glad to hear that. I’d really like to teach and help you learn
things." Diane’s voice had taken on a husky quality.
Trisha realized something was happening, but was not sure what. She
wanted Diane to say what she was really thinking. She was in fact
still horny from earlier and wanted to masturbate again.
As they sat watching each other, Diane noticed the way Trisha kept
squirming. She knew that Trisha had been masturbating, she had seen
the flushed look on her face, and knew also that the young girl was
still horny and probably needed comforting.
Diane gently rested her hand on Trisha’s thigh, "What shall we do
first?" she asked
Trisha’s mind was whirling now, trying to figure out what to do next,
she was so confused, did this woman fancy her?
Her predicament seemed to be resolved when Diane leaned forward and
put her hand to Trisha’s forehead. Diane smiled, "My, Trisha, you
seem to be very warm. Are you feeling OK? Why don’t you take your
sweater off?"
Without taking her eyes off Diane, Trisha removed her sweater, she
saw the look on Diane’s face as her breasts were revealed, she wasn’t
wearing a bra and she watched as Diane’s eyes fastened on her small,
perfectly formed tits.
She knew now where this was going, and reaching down, grabbed the hem
of her skirt and slowly pulled it up until her lovely pussy was
completely exposed. Diane gasped as she caught her first glimpse of
the 15-year old’s cunt. Trisha enjoyed this feeling of being watched
and now wanted Diane to see everything. Slowly, ever so slowly, she
spread her legs. As Diane watched in silence, the lips of Trisha’s
cunt spread open before her. She drank in the sight of the lovely
young girl with her lecherous eyes.
No words were needed as Diane stood up and undressed. Totally naked,
she rejoined Trisha on the bed. Trisha’s eyes were glassy, clouded
with passion; her warm, sticky cunt burned with excitement as she
stared at Diane’s naked body. Suddenly, Diane’s hand was on her,
gently cupping and squeezing her soft, warm adolescent breasts and
she shivered as Diane squeezed her nipples.
Diane’s hands slowly moved down Trisha’s body, kneading every inch of
flesh that she touched. Soon her hands were gently stroking Trisha’s
soft carpet of pubic hair, causing her to tremble even more. Their
mouths met, their tongues eagerly licked inside each other’s mouth,
Diane’s fingers moved between the lips of Trisha’s cunt and were now
stroking the hot, wet flesh she found there.
Trisha sighed with pleasure and tried to spread her legs even farther
apart. She wanted it all, she couldn’t get enough. Diane lowered her
mouth to Trisha’s breasts and in turn, took each nipple between her
lips, flicking them with her tongue.
"Oh Diane, bite them! Oh, damn, oh shit, that feels so good!" Saliva
trickled from Trisha’s mouth as her excitement grew.
Diane’s mouth moved down on the young girl. Her tongue left a hot
trail of saliva as she went. Trisha was being driven to frenzy as
Diane’s tongue moved down her stomach until it reached the wet sticky
mound of her vagina.
Diane’s tongue took a long sudden lick along the entire length of the
girl’s slit. "Mmmmmmmm," she said, "your cunt tastes wonderful."
Raw lust surged through Trisha as the tip of Diane’s tongue played in
between her cunt lips, gently laving it against the tip of her
clitoris. At the contact, Diane tasted another outpouring of Trisha’s
juices and licked even harder.
"Oooooooooooh," Trisha sighed as her orgasm swelled through her spread
loins.
Diane’s tongue licked every area of the hot swollen flesh that her
tongue could reach. As she sucked the straining cunt, she reached up
and grasped Trisha’s small breasts in her hands. Her palms squeezed
down on the soft flesh while her fingers twisted and pulled at her
hard nipples.
Trisha writhed in ecstasy as Diane worked on her. Her hips swayed
violently, bouncing into the air as she tried to force more of her
cunt into Diane’s sucking mouth.
"Oh FUCK!" she screamed as she felt the orgasm rise, "fuck me Diane,
suck me. Oh fuck, shit, piss, fuck, fuck, suck my cunt, I’m cumming,
I’m cumming, nowwwwww!"
Trisha screamed as her body twisted and writhed in the throes of
orgasm. Diane sucked harder at the beautiful cunt, savoring the taste
of Trisha’s juices. As her orgasm reached its peak, Diane pushed a
finger deep into Trisha’s sweet asshole, sending the girl into a
delirium of sensation, making her lose all control. At the height of
her orgasm her bladder burst, and sent a stream of hot piss into
Diane’s mouth and face. Opening her mouth, she caught the flow and
became lost in her own delicious, dirty heaven as the Trisha’s piss
streamed down her throat. As she swallowed the golden liquid, Diane’s
own orgasm hit her, causing her to push her face harder into the
beautiful pissing cunt. Gradually their orgasms faded and they lay
there, exhausted, Diane’s hair and face wet with Trisha’s piss and
her finger still buried deep in the young girl’s tight ass.
Slowly she withdrew her finger, and heard Trisha gasp as it left her
body. Diane knelt between the girl’s legs and inspected her finger,
it was coated in shit. Mesmerized, Trisha watched as Diane held the
brown finger to her nose and sniffed at it. She moaned as the heady
smell of shit wafted into her nostrils, their eyes met and Diane
smiled down at Trisha, and slowly brought the finger to her mouth.
Extending her tongue, she licked along the length of it, savoring the
sweet taste, Trisha’s mouth was agape, she couldn’t believe what she
was seeing. Diane was tasting her shit!
Diane moaned again, and pushed the dirty finger into her mouth and
began to suck it clean.
"Oh God, Trisha," she moaned, "your shit tastes sooooo good." The
finger was clean, all the shit was gone and Diane was in heaven.
"And your piss, oh it was like nectar. I love the smell of it in my hair."
Trisha didn’t know what to say, she was almost in a state of shock.
"Are you disgusted with me?" Diane asked her.
Trisha stammered, "No, no, not disgusted, just surprised is all. I’ve
never done that before, you know, pissed when I came; I don’t know
where that came from."
Diane looked at her, "Oh Trish, I am glad you did, it was such a
beautiful surprise, just heavenly. How did you feel when you watched
me sucking my finger clean?" she added.
Trisha thought for a moment, "It made me excited," she said blushing.
"Have you ever made it with a girl before?" Diane asked her.
"Only in my dreams", Trisha replied, smiling. "I’ve been with a boy
though, and that was OK, but nothing like this."
Diane smiled at her again, glad that it had been so special for the young
girl.
"When I arrived, you had already cum once, hadn’t you?"
Trisha blushed again. "Yes," she replied, "a couple of minutes
earlier and you would have caught me."
"I knew it!" Diane laughed. "I could tell. So tell me, what had you
so excited earlier?"
Trisha told her about the incident earlier in the school gym. Diane
was intrigued and fascinated by this revelation. Here was a girl
after her own heart it seemed. Her pulse began to race again.
"So, if just listening to this Gabby piss and poop got you worked up,
how would you be if you watched her?" Diane was now playing devil’s
advocate.
"Oh God, I would be in heaven, she is so perfect," was Trisha’s answer.
Diane had a gleam in her eye. "I need to use the bathroom right now,
actually. Do you want to watch?" She held her breath as she waited
for the reply.
Trisha said nothing, she just smiled and nodded silently. Diane got
off the bed, and taking Trisha’s hand led her to the bathroom.
When they got there, Diane went straight to the shower stall, "I
thought--" Trisha stammered.
Diane cut her off, "Shhhhhhhhh, you can see much better if I pee standing
up."
Diane leant back against the shower wall, and bending her knees
slightly, reached down and pulled apart her cunt lips. Trish knelt on
the bathroom floor and gazed up at the beautiful sight before her
eyes. She could see every glistening detail of Diane’s pussy, and her
eyes locked on the woman’s little pee hole.
"Oh this feels so good, having you watch me," sighed Diane. "Here it
comes, are you watching?"
She strained, and Trish watched as the hot golden piss began to flow
from her cunt, it streamed out in a gushing torrent, splashing on the
shower floor. Trisha reached out her hand and interrupted the flow,
loving the feeling of the piss running through her fingers, splashing
up her arm. She leaned forward and let some splash against her small
breasts, her other hand rubbing it in. Tentatively she reached out
with her tongue, and leaning forward even more, let some run over her
tongue. She tasted it, she savored it, and she loved it.
Opening her mouth she maneuvered herself under the flow; she felt the
piss run over her tongue and hit the back of her throat. This was
heaven for her, a dream come true; she swallowed as fast as she could
to keep up with the stream. She allowed some to run out of her mouth,
down over her chin and onto her breasts. She closed her eyes and
pushed her face into the flow, feeling it splash over her face and
run through her hair, she wallowed in it, she loved it! Then the flow
reduced to a trickle and Trisha followed it back to the source,
licking the last drops from her folds, and tasting another woman’s
cunt for the first time.
She found Diane’s clitoris and ran her tongue over it, feeling the
shivers go through her newfound lover as she pulled at it with her
lips and nibbled it with her teeth. Diane’s brought her hands down to
Trisha’s head and pulled her face hard into her cunt, as she ground
her clit against the girls hungry mouth, she felt a finger invade her
pussy and then the orgasm hit her, Trisha felt Diane coming and bit
down on her clitoris harder, the mix of pain and pleasure was too
much for Diane and she screamed with joy.
"Oh Trish, YESSS, I’m cumminggggggggggggggggggggg, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
She clung to Trish for support as her knees threatened to give way
and lost herself in the delights of this 15-year old’s mouth.
Exhausted, Diane flopped back against the shower stall, a wide grin
on her face. "How was that, my sweet?" she asked.
"Oh Diane, it was wonderful."
"Well, stay where you are young lady, ’cuz we’re not done yet."
Trish looked at her quizzically. "I need to take a shit too," she went on.
Trish nearly fainted with excitement and watched as Diane turned to
face the wall. Supporting herself with her hands she squatted in
front of Trisha’s mesmerised gaze.
"Watch my asshole sweetie, are you watching?" Diane asked.
"Yes," came the whispered reply.
Diane began to strain, she groaned as she forced the pressure on her
bowels. Something inside her began to move and she let out a long
very loud and unladylike fart. She giggled, then continued to strain
her bowels.
"Its coming, I feel it," she told Trisha.
Trisha’s eyes were fixed on Diane’s ass, she watched as the circular
muscle began to pout under the pressure of the load behind it. Then
she saw it, the end of Diane’s shit coming into view.
"Oh Diane!" she moaned, "I can see it, it’s coming!"
Diane pushed harder, she could feel her sphincter expand and stretch
to accommodate the large firm turd. It felt huge as it began to slide
from her body like a long thick brown snake. Trisha’s hands were at
her cunt, pulling and probing, flicking her clit as she watched
Diane’s shit leave her body. For her this was a dream come true,
never mind that it wasn’t Gabby, here she was kneeling behind a
beautiful woman, masturbating and watching her shit, it was a perfect
moment.
Diane was in heaven too, she loved the feeling of decadence when she
took a shit in front of another girl, loved the sense of exposure and
intimacy combined. The smell was overpowering, and added to the
atmosphere, more piss dribbled from her as the pressure was put on
her bladder too. She thought her ass was going to tear, the turd was
so huge, but of course it didn’t, it just kept stretching.
It was an exquisite turd, hard and thick, and shining in the bathroom
light, to Trisha, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen,
she wanted to reach out and touch it. So she did, she gently prodded
it as it continued its journey to the floor, leaving a small coat of
shit on her fingertip. Feeling incredibly dirty, Trisha brought the
finger to her mouth and licked it clean, tasting Diane’s shit, the
alien flavor filling her mouth. She loved it, but she knew she would.
The log of shit hung for a few seconds from Diane’s ass, and then
dropped to the tiled floor, where it lay wet and shiny.
Diane turned round and got on her hands and knees, she watched as
Trisha leant forward, and with her nose almost touching the turd,
took a long hard sniff at it.
"AAAh, that smells so good."
With her hands busy at her cunt, she watched as Diane collected the
turd in her hands, broke it in two, and began to smear it over her
beautiful breasts. By now the smell was almost overpowering as the
shit was spread across Diane’s breasts and stomach, down to her
thighs and over her cunt. Trisha was going mad, trying to delay her
orgasm, wanting this moment never to end, wishing they could stay
like this forever.
"Watch me!" said Diane, and brought her hands to her face; she filled
her mouth with her own shit and then rubbed the rest over her face
and in her hair. She was now virtually covered in her own excrement
and began playing with her own cunt as she chewed on the mouthful of
shit.
By this time they were both beyond the point of no return, and with
their eyes locked together their orgasms hit simultaneously, throwing
the two together in a shitty embrace.
They lay there locked in each other’s arms while they recovered and
the smell of shit filled the small bathroom. Trisha was in an almost
trance like state as Diane reached up and turned the shower on, the
warm water cascaded over them, softening the caked shit and turning
brown as it ran away.
Half an hour later they were both back in Trisha’s room, sitting on
the bed, fully dressed as if nothing had happened.
"Well?" Said Diane, "was it all you had dreamed it would be?"
"Oh Diane, it was the most wonderful thing, it was better than I ever
imagined."
Diane patted her hand, "Good," she said, "I’m glad, I’m so happy for you."
"I thought I was some kind of freak," Trisha went on, "I never
realized anybody else would be turned on by going to the toilet, I
thought I was the only one in the world."
"Oh goodness me, oh no, you would be surprised just how popular pee
and poop games are," replied Diane, "especially pee games, we call
them water sports or golden showers."
She smiled at Trisha, "Remember though, it’s your turn next."
"What do you mean?" asked Trisha.
"Well," said Diane, "it’s your turn to let me watch you poop." Trisha
blushed, she was still not used to this openness. "But", she
continued, "when you go, I want you to go on me!"
"You mean--"
"Yes, I want you to shit on me, would you?"
Trisha didn’t need to think about it, "Yes, I would love that," she
answered with a smile.
"And can I rub it over your? On your titties and stomach and cunt,
like you did with mine?"
"Well, I did have something else in mind," said Diane.
Trisha was puzzled, "What’s that?"
"I want you to do it in my mouth, that’s what," she replied.
"You want me to shit in your mouth?"
"Oh yes, oh God, yes!"
"You actually want to eat my shit, don’t you?"
"More than anything, yes, oh yes!"
Trisha threw her arms around Diane’s neck.
"Oh Diane, I love you," she cried, and smothered her new lover’s face
in kisses.
After Diane had left, Trisha was laying in her bed, naked under the
covers, gently stroking her cunt again. It had been a perfect day for
her. Watching Diane shit had been the most beautiful thing she had
ever seen, and a ripple of excitement went through her as she
pictured it in her mind’s eye for the hundredth time. She gradually
worked herself toward another climax, her finger stroking and
pinching her clitoris, and for the first time, she also had a finger
buried deep in her ass.
She could feel her unborn shit in there, and it only increased her
excitement. She couldn’t work out why she had never played with her
ass before, she never realized what she had been missing. Trisha
heard somebody coming up the stairs and froze, her fingers motionless
inside her, she listened to the footsteps, by the sound of them it
was obviously her mum. But instead of coming to her room, she heard
the bathroom door open. She breathed a sigh of relief and lay there
listening to the muffled sounds coming from the bathroom next door.
Her fingers began to move again, taking her toward yet another
orgasm. Trisha heard the soft tinkling echo of her mother peeing, she
began to shake and tremble, her hands were soaked with her cunt
juice, and as she lay there listening to the sound of her mother
pooping, she came once more.
Afterwards, she looked at her finger and like Diane’s, it was covered
in shit, and like Diane, she put it in her mouth to suck it clean.
"Yes," she said to herself, "I do like the taste of shit."
With that, she lay down to sleep, but sleep wouldn’t come. She kept
thinking about Diane and what they had done together, she wanted to
see her every day, but knew that was impossible. Then, for some
reason, she began to think of her mother, and how she had come
listening to her in the bathroom. She pictured her mum sitting on the
toilet, peeing and pooping, then guilt made her banish the thoughts
from her head, but no matter how hard she tried, the picture kept
returning to her. She would tell Diane, she decided; Diane would know
what it meant and with that thought, fell asleep.
In the meantime, at home in her bed, Diane was very pleased with
herself. She had a new lover, an extremely pretty fifteen-year-old
girl, they had even managed to get some tutoring done, and she was
getting paid for it in the bargain. Life was good, and with that
thought, she too fell asleep.
PART III
As the Deputy Principal of the Hendley School for Girls, Diane
Shannon was extremely happy in her work. She only took classes to cover absenteeism, and
spent the best part of her day supervising the other teachers and overseeing
the day-to-day activities of the school.
This morning, she was on her usual rounds of the school premises and her
first job was always to make sure everybody was in class. One of her
favourite places was the girls’ cloakroom; it was always so full of the most
wonderful smells. The heady mix of cheap scents and sweaty bodies always
turned her on. She pushed open the door to cloakroom A and looked round, it
appeared to be empty; she stood quietly for a moment, listening, but could
hear nothing. Looking down the length of the cloakroom, she noticed one of
the toilet stalls appeared to be occupied. "Caught you" she thought with a
smile, and quietly made her way to the locked stall. As she got closer, she
could hear muttering and it suddenly dawned on her that whoever was in there
was not alone. Tiptoeing into the adjacent stall, she climbed up onto the
toilet pan and looked over the dividing partition. What she saw brought a
wide smile to her face, there below were two of her younger pupils, locked
in a lovers embrace. She stood for a few moments watching them kiss, then
decided it was time to end their fun.
"GIRLS!" that was all it took. The jumped back from each other in shock and
it then became obvious that they had their hands up each other’s skirts.
Ashen, they looked up and saw their Vice Principal, looking down upon them.
Oh she was enjoying this moment. "Out, Now!" she ordered them.
The two girls smoothed themselves down and met Diane outside in the
cloakroom. They both stood in front of her with their heads bowed, not
daring to look her in the eye.
"So, who have we here?" she asked.
The two girls mumbled something.
"Well?" she demanded, "I want your names and class"
The first girl looked at her for the first time, she was about thirteen
years old and had long dark brown hair halfway down her back.
"Jane, Jane Burton, Miss." She whispered.
The second girl, seemed equally shameful, she too was about thirteen with
short boyish fair hair.
"And I’m Dawn Buckley Miss." And added, "we are both in Miss Simpson’s
class."
"So why aren’t you there now?" Asked Diane.
The fair-haired girl answered, "We have a free session until 10 am Miss."
"OK, you better go to your class room right now, but both of you, come and
see me in my office at lunchtime, do you hear me?"
"Yes Miss," they replied in unison.
"Right, off you go then," Diane was desperately trying to sound harsh.
The two young girls picked up their bags and hurried out of the cloakroom.
When they had gone, Diane went into the toilet stall they had been using.
Looking into the pan, she could see it was full of unflushed pee, "Now that
IS interesting," she thought to herself with a smile.
Diane was sitting behind her desk at 12.30 pm, when there came a quiet
knocking on her door.
"Come in!" she called.
Without looking up from her paperwork, she heard the door open and footsteps
shuffle across the carpeted floor.
"Close the door." She said, and carried on with her paperwork.
"Let them sweat," she thought smiling to herself.
After a minute or two, one of the girls coughed, and Diane looked up.
"Oh its you two, right." And with that she left her chair and walked round
to sit on the front of her desk.
"So who is going to explain to me what you two were doing this morning?" She
asked.
Neither girl answered.
"I’m waiting," she said
Still no reply.
"Ok, here’s what I am going to do, if you don’t give me a suitable
explanation, I am going to write to the parents of each of you, telling them
exactly what I saw, and ask them to remove from this school."
The girls both gasped in shock!
"Oh please Miss, don’t do that, please!" they begged.
"Right, here’s what I saw, and I want an explanation, or else." She went on,
"I saw two of my thirteen year old pupils, kissing each other, you both had
your hands in the others clothing, and it was obvious to me that you had
both used the toilet. So, explanation please."
Jane Burton looked at her teacher, she was crying, "Oh Miss Shannon, we cant
help it, we love each other, please don’t tell our parents."
"Yes Miss, please don’t tell, we’ll do anything for you not to tell on us,"
added Dawn.
Diane could feel her temperature rise, this conversation was starting to
make her hot and wet!
"So what you are saying is that I have two little lesbians in my school?"
Diane asked, "Is that correct?"
"Yes Miss," came the whispered reply.
"My God, at your age, I didn’t even know about sex, let alone lesbians!"
She exclaimed.
"So tell me," she went on, "how long has this been going on?"
"About a year" Dawn told her, she seemed to be the more confident of the
two.
"Oh My!" Was all Diane could say.
"How did it start?" she asked
Jane answered, "About a year ago, Dawn caught me in the toilets playing with
myself and it sort of went from there."
"And now you play with each other?" the Teacher was loving this.
"Yes", said Dawn, "every morning when we can, especially if we have free
lessons."
"What else do the pair of you get up to?"
"Nothing else," replied Jane
"Don’t lie to me girls, or those letters go off tonight!"
Jane was blushing bright red, "Dawn likes to watch me go potty." She
whispered.
Diane couldn’t believe what she was hearing, this was pure gold, her pussy
was running with juices now and she could feel the crotch of her panties
getting wetter by the minute.
Looking at Dawn, she asked "Is that right? You like to watch her urinate?"
"Yes Miss," came the reply.
Leaning back on the desk slightly, Diane moved her legs apart, just a few
inches, but enough hopefully, for the two girls to see her panties.
"And you Jane, what about you? Do you like to watch too?"
"Yes Miss"
Diane thought about her next move, she had to be very careful or it could
cost her this job.
"Well girls, I think we have some sorting out to do here, don’t you?"
"Yes Miss," they both replied.
"Ok, here’s what I am going to do, I am going to phone your
parents............."
"Oh Miss! Noooooooooo, please" the girls wailed.
"Wait, I haven’t finished, I am going to phone your parents, and ask if you
can stay behind tonight for extra tuition, lets see if we can straighten
this out before it goes too far"
The girls sighed with relief.
"Ok?"
"Ok Miss," they answered, smiling.
"I think it will be best if you both come to my house, lets call it neutral
ground, away from the school, what do you think?"
Dawn answered, "Anything you say Miss, its fine with us, as long as we don’t
get into trouble is all."
"Right, that’s settled, off you go and get your lunch, I’ll make the phone
calls."
With that she ushered the two girls from her office feeling very satisfied
with herself.
As they walked towards the lunch hall Dawn turned to Jane, smiling, "Well
that wasn’t too bad was it?"
"No it wasn’t," her friend replied, "nowhere near as bad as I thought it
would be, I nearly died when she said about writing to our parents."
"Oh boy, it don’t bear thinking about." Said Dawn.
"Did you look up her skirt?" she went on.
"I wanted to," said Jane, "but was frightened of getting caught."
"Oh I did, I had a good look, and I tell you something, it was great too."
With that, they both laughed and went to get their lunch.
Meanwhile, Diane was busy on the phone, Dawn’s parents were both home for
lunch, and agreed readily for her to receive extra tuition, Jane’s mother
however was slightly reluctant, explaining to Diane, that since her husband
left, she worried if Jane was late home and didn’t like her being out late
on her own. When Diane explained that she would run Jane home afterwards,
just to put Mrs Burton’s mind at rest, she agreed. It was all set.
At 4.30 that afternoon, Diane let herself into her house, followed by two
very nervous teenage girls. Dawn and Jane had been speculating all the
afternoon on what would happen when they got here. Perhaps they would have
to write an essay or something they guessed.
Diane made them sit on the couch and gave them both a large coke each, she
sat across from them in one of the arm chairs, once again, her legs slightly
apart, ensuring they had a view of her panties.
"Now then girls," she started, "I want you to tell me all about your little
games."
Dawn cleared her throat, "Well Miss, we like to play with each other, like
you saw us doing."
"Is that it?" Diane asked, "nothing else?"
"Well at weekends I go to Jane’s house and sometime sleep over," Dawn
continued.
"What happens there?"
Dawn was really embarrassed now, "Well, we kiss and cuddle." She stammered.
"Oh girls, girls, don’t be shy, I am just so intrigued by the pair of you,
that’s all" Diane hoped this would relax them and it seemed to work.
"Well, Jane likes to watch me play with myself, and I like to watch her,
Miss"
"And I like to play with Jane’s pussy, may I say pussy?"
"Of course, say whatever you which, we aren’t at school now."
"And I like to make Jane cum Miss. And she likes to make me cum too."
Jane still hadn’t said a word.
"What about you Jane? What do you like to do?"
She was still very nervous; "I like it when Dawn kisses my pussy Miss." She
felt herself blushing.
Diane was extremely horny by now, and began to fidget on the armchair.
"So do you kiss each other’s pussies?"
"Yes Miss," they both replied.
"Ok, Dawn, tell me what else you do"
Dawn was obviously the more forthcoming of the pair, so Diane directed her
questions at her.
"I lick her Miss, and sometimes I put my finger in her bottom, she likes
that," and turning to her friend, "don’t you Jane?"
Jane shyly nodded.
"She likes it even more when I lick her bottom," Diane smiled at this, and
Jane went even redder.
"Drink your coke girls, there’s plenty more, and now, tell me about this
peeing stuff you do."
Her cunt was soaked by now, the crotch of her panties was dark with the
stain of her juices, and she could hardly keep her hands away. Holding her
breath, she waited for a reply.
Jane and Dawn exchanged glances, as if to say, ’you tell her, no you tell
her’, in the end it fell to Dawn to enlighten their Teacher.
"I love to watch Jane take a pee Miss, that’s what we’d been doing this
morning, she loves watching me too, ain’t that right Jane?" Once again, Jane
just nodded.
"How did that start?" Diane asked.
Jane looked up, "It was me," she said, "I asked Dawn if I could watch her
one day when she was at my house on sleepover."
"And is that all you do, just watch?" Diane was beside herself by now.
"No Miss, sometimes we do more."
"Tell me." Her voice was becoming a whisper now.
She looked at the girls, this was the moment of truth, the point of no
return, had she judged it correctly?
"Or would you rather show me?" she asked, her voice hoarse with excitement.
"Miss?" Dawn looked at her, "are you serious, do you mean that?"
"Yes, I do, I have never been more serious in my life."
"Miss?"
"Yes?"
"Are you a lesbian too?" This was from Jane.
"Yes girls, I am, and do you realise how much trust I am putting in you by
telling you?"
The girls nodded in unison.
"We’ll show you then." Jane told her, and grabbed Dawns hand and pulled her
up off the couch.
"Which way to the bathroom?" she asked
"No, do it here," Diane replied, "let me fetch some towels."
Moments later their teacher was laying several thick towels on the floor,
the girls, all pretence gone, were kissing each other long and passionately.
"Now, please," Diane’s voice was almost pleading.
The two young girls looked at each other, and smiling, they undressed. Diane
gasped at the sight of their lovely little bodies, both had just the
beginnings of breasts, and neither had any pubic hair. Their little slits
looked so inviting and Diane’s mouth watered at the sight of them.
They stood before her, naked, blushing, Dawn, the boldest of the two, looked
at Diane, "You know Miss, it doesn’t feel right, us naked and you with all
your clothes on."
Diane let out a long sigh and nodding, quickly stripped off her clothes.
Dawn and Jane were totally mesmerised by her naked body, their mouths gaped
as they gazed at her nudity.
"Oh Miss, you are so lovely," whispered Dawn.
"Thank you," she replied, sitting back onto the sofa, one hand stroking her
breast and the other idly stroking her cunt.
The girls were very similar in build, with small budding breasts, and wispy
hair around their pussies. They stood there, looking at Diane’s open cunt,
it was the first time either had seen an adult naked, and they were both
entranced and they watched as their teacher slid two fingers deep into her
cunt.
"Do it," she breathed, "let me see you piss on each other."
Jane lay back on the towels and Dawn stood over her, her knees bent and her
lovely little pussy poised directly above her friend’s breasts.
Neither girl said a word, they didn’t need to, this was almost routine for
them now. Dawn smiled down at Jane, and her piss began to flow from her
virginal pussy, Jane giggled with delight as it splashed across her budding
titties, and then pushed herself up onto her elbows, bringing her mouth into
line with the golden stream.
Diane had three fingers in her cunt by now, her thumb was pushed hard
against her clit, she slid forward on the chair, allowing her access to that
most secret of places, her arse. She brought her other hand down from her
tits, and slid her index finger deep into her arse, it was such a lovely
sensation, she could feel her shit buried there, and dug her finger into it
as she continued to fuck herself with her other hand.
Back on the floor, Dawn had finished pissing and the two girls changed
positions, and Diane looked on in wonder, as Jane began pissing over the
prostrate form of Dawn. She followed almost the same routine, first
splashing Dawns small tits, then finishing off in Dawn’s mouth.
Diane could no longer control herself, she was going to cum and nothing
could stop her.
"AAAAAAH FUCK!" she cried out, "Oh Girls, I’m cumming aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,
yesssssssss!"
Dawn and Jane knelt at her feet and watched engrossed as their teacher
writhed in the throes of her orgasm. Diane’s back arched and she thrust her
cunt and arse harder onto her fingers, everything was concentrated on those
two holes as she shuddered and moaned in her ecstasy.
"Wow!" said Dawn, "that was awesome Miss!".
Diane opened her eyes and looked at her two pupils kneeling at her feet. She
withdrew her fingers from her cunt, and without thinking, held them out to
the two girls. She closed her eyes again as she felt two sets of lips
descend on her fingers, sucking them clean of her cunt juices. She could
hear the murmurs of the girls as they savoured the flavour of her cunt. With
a moan, she pulled her finger out of her arse, now she felt so empty.
Opening her eyes once more, she looked at her brown-coated finger. It was
smothered in her shit, she inhaled the scent, loving it, but before she
could suck it clean, Dawn had grabbed her wrist, and pulled Diane’s hand
down where she could suck it herself. This was so unexpected, and Diane sat
there watching Dawn lick and suck the shit from her finger.
"Dawn?"
The girl looked up at her teacher, a slight film of shit on her lips, "Yes
Miss Shannon?"
"Is that something else you two do?"
"Of course Miss," the girl replied smiling broadly, adding, "We love it!"
"Girls, why don’t you lay down on the towels?" she said, "side by side, I
have something for you."
The girls grinned and lay down side by side. Their teacher moved to stand
over them, her legs apart and they both looked up into her wet and
glistening cunt.
"Do you like my cunt, girls?"
"Oh yes Miss Shannon."
"Would you like to lick it?"
"Oh please Miss, can we?"
"Soon, but first............."
With that, Diane began to piss over her pupils, it was a torrent, splashing
their titties, their bellies, their necks and then at last, their faces. The
two girls drank with relish, gulping their teacher’s piss as fast as it
flowed, they kissed and Diane pissed over their joined mouths. They loved
it, loved the feel of the hot liquid splashing their throats, loved sharing
it with each other, loved it running through their hair. Both Dawn and Jane
were masturbating like fury as they drank the golden flow, this was the best
ever. Neither had ever felt so good, when at last the flow slowed and
stopped. The two young girls lay there, soaking, licking the piss from each
others face, both playing with each others cunt now. They sensed Diane move,
and looked up at her, she was turning round and presenting her lovely full
arse to them. They couldn’t believe it, was she really going
to.......................?
Diane looked over her shoulder at them, "Here girls, do you want some?" she
asked huskily.
*Yes," came the reply and they lay back their eyes fixed on that small brown
hole, nestled deep between their teacher’s buttocks.
Diane grunted and strained, a fart escaped her arse and she heard the girls
giggle, a dribble of piss ran out of her cunt and down her leg. She pushed
again, and sure enough, she felt her shit ease its way out of her arse.
Beneath her, the two girls were totally mesmerized, they gasped in wonder as
they watched the long piece of shit emerge from Diane’s arse. It was
enormous, bigger than either had seen before, it slid majestically downward,
a full 12 inches long until its tip rested on Dawns small budlike titties.
Diane pinched it off and it fell gently across Dawns chest, the girl could
only moan, as she watched the arse above open again as more shit followed
that first perfect turd. This time Diane moved her position slightly, and
Jane was the lucky recipient of her next load. Turd after turd followed,
until Diane was empty, the smell of shit filled the room as she turned and
knelt down beside the girls. They lay there, eyes closed, in a dream,
looking so perfect with her shit piled on their little chests. Reaching
across, Diane began to smear the first large turd across Dawn’s small tits,
rubbing it in as she went, the smell grew stronger, and Dawn was moaning in
pleasure as she felt the hot sticky mass coat her body. Down and down Diane
smeared it, across the girls stomach until she reached Dawns cunt. The girl
opened her legs wider, giving Diane perfect access, she smeared the shit
between the young cunt lips, coating the girls clitoris as she went. Under
the ministering of Diane’s fingers, Dawn was writhing and moaning, this was
unbelievable, she never thought anything could be this good.
Diane moved her attention across to Jane, and repeated her actions, rubbing
the shit all over the young girls body and finishing with her cunt also.
Then she lay down with them, hugging them to her, feeling her shit on their
bodies, coating her now. The girls sucked and licked her hands clean,
kissing her at the same time, sharing the delicious flavour of Diane’s shit
between the three of them.
She had died and gone to heaven, this was so unbelievable, she couldn’t
believe her luck as she sucked her shit from four lovely little titties,
licked two perfectly flat little tummies clean, and buried her face in two
shit-covered virgin little cunts. Their fat little pussy lips parting under
the pressure of her tongue as she sought out her shit, the two girls were
now coming themselves as they felt their teachers tongue in their private
parts, their mouths were locked together as Diane alternated between one
girl and the other, flicking their clits with her tongue, stroking their
cunts with her fingers, and all the while revelling in the taste of her shit
she found there. The girl’s tongues were in each other’s mouth, tasting
Diane’s shit as she brought them to a peak. Dawn was the first to cum, but
her cries were muffled by Jane’s lips, she bucked her hips against Diane’s
fingers, and drove her tongue deep into her friend’s mouth. Then Jane was
hit by her own orgasm, she pushed hard against Diane’s mouth, trying to fill
it with her cunt, she wanted that tongue deep inside of her body. She
thrashed and bucked violently as her climax washed over her, eventually
slumping back to the floor, her lips still glued to Dawns.
The three of them lay there exhausted for a few minutes, unable to move,
their bodies covered in a mixture of sweat, piss and shit.
Diane was the first to stir, "My oh my, what a surprise you two turned out
to be," she was looking down at them, smiling broadly.
The girls giggled again, and hugged each other tighter.
"Oh Miss, that was the best ever," said Jane, then added, "look at how dirty
we are." And began to laugh.
Diane’s face took on a serious look, "Girls, you know what would happen to
me if this ever got out don’t you?"
Dawn answered, "You would lose your job?"
"Worse, I would probably go to prison."
"Oh Miss, we would never ever tell, would we Jane," Dawn sounded quite
distraught.
"Oh no Miss, we would never tell anybody, cross my heart."
Diane smiled, she was a very very happy lady.
"Just one more thing Miss," said Jane, "when can we do it again?"