Troop 445

Written by taster

            My wife had left me after 3 years of marriage and the house that we had bought for raising a family was never to be, so I decided to finish the basement and live down there and rent the upstairs floors to help with the mortgage. My wife wasn't the suburb type so she got all the bank accounts and the stocks, and I agreed the house was equal value. I worked a blue collar job, and my salary wasn't enough to live in any comfort with the mortgage, so a tenant looked like the only relief. I was asking 650 dollars, but a nice young mother of two who was in the same boat, divorced and low on income, asked if 400 bucks would be ok. Being a soft type of guy, I agreed. She moved in, always being so careful not to leave a scratch on anything. She had two beautiful daughters, 7 and 9, and dressed them fairly well for a woman of her assets. Her ex hubby sent some money every so often, and she relied on it for living. She also ran a girl scout troop, which once a month met at her place, rotating from one of four houses to another.

                I got to know Marge pretty good, and even had a small but not complete sex fling with her. I wound up coming in my pants, she probably in hers. I had gone upstairs many times, catching the family in their sleepwear, and I must admit the site of the three women, although 2 were babies, had put me in the bed at night with a towel and a greased hand. I wondered what having a mom and her two daughters would be like, but the thought of it frightened me. It wasn't until a broken pipe in her toilet that I realized my inner desire.

                One Saturday night, Marge wandered downstairs, letting me on to a little problem. Seems the water wasn't running, particularly the toilet water. I went up, wrench in hand, and couldn't figure it out. I went to the basement, under the bath, and found the water pipe had a crimp in it. That's from using the cheap copper piping I had used to repair it before Marge moved in. I had some leftover piping, and had to shut the water down to repair it. I told them the toilet wouldn't flush, and changed the piping. While working, I heard all three of these ladies use the toilet, even heard a little fart here and there, knowing the next problem might be a clog in the bowl. I went up to check the water flow when done. "Ok, it may be a little messy, but we all had to go" Marge blurted out. Her girls sat on the couch, blushing a bit, knowing I was about to see their little poops in the bowl. I entered the bathroom, the aroma a bit sickening, and glanced into the bowl. There were three obvious sizes and colors of female scat, which totally turned me on. God these woman had actually got my nut up with their bodily functions, and I was half popped. I flushed the toilet, and it worked, sending the beautiful sightings to the sewer. After a quick goodnight, It was into the bed, and another self-inflicted cock workout. This was the start of something new. If I could figure a way to peek in at them, it would supply some food for thought in the future.

                The next morning, while they were at church, I found a way to get full viewing to the bowl. I had a good gap between the upstairs wall and the house frame. With a little work, I could make a portal, and watch at eye level the front of the bowl rim from about 18 inches. Of course, I would have to do a little free bath renovation for them, but it was worth it.

                It took about 4 weekends, and they were estatic over the work. They all hugged me for the beautiful job I did, not knowing that it was to let me watch them in their most private moment.

                The first night, a Sunday evening, I got my position ready, and waited for a pretty body. The 7 year old was first, placing her little fanny over the toilet seat, and leaving her legs open, to see as little one's do what was taking place down there. She appeared to be struggling, so she picked one foot up to the seat, totally exposing her virginity of both ends. Her slit was so tiny, and the glisten of little love juice was evident. A trickle of pee started and her rosebud was trying to let out an oversized piece of brown poo. Her ring was so soft looking, her stain ring almost yellow. A small fart led into her relaxing, and the waste just fell out, giving me an instant hardon. I could smell the shit, for this time it turned me on. Another noisy fart and a small thin black trail of pasty matter left her door, leaving her little bum etched in turd marks. More pee flowed out, a lemon colored expel, followed by the familiar sound of release satisfaction. She got off the seat, and got the asswipe, and bent over the toilet, her little messed shitter about 4 inches from my peephole. I didn't have to touch myself, I just shot out my load, filling my drawers and dripping down my leg. The little prune was clean, and she just stared into the bowl, before flushing her beautiful show away. Her mom came in, and went right to the bowl, but her womanly habit kept me from seeing her pee. Only when she wiped and went to get up did I get a quick look at the shaved pussy I had yet to get to. I couldn't wait for the 9 year old, I was ready to burst again. I went to my bed, and lay there wanking my stiff one for about twenty minutes, finally shooting across my belly and chest. I went to sleep, already having blown two loads, and let my thoughts work in my sleep.

                This went on for several days, and on that Thursday, the coup-de-ta was to happen. It was Troop nite for Marge, and I thanked god I had finished the work in time. This would be like dying and going to heaven. Ten to twelve girls, aged 6 to 10, drinking soda all night, and only one bathroom for them. It was to a be night that will live in infamy. I sat in my little niche for no more than a minute, when the flow of little bums began. All shades of feces, all colors of pee, all ways of getting it out. If I came once, I came 5 times that evening, the biggest thrill coming when some little tart squatted from the seat, ass to me, and let out a never ending flow of turd, and wiped herself slowly and carefully enough to let me see at least a full inch into her rear. She must have been a beauty, her  hair hung almost to her asshole. The smell was now pleasant, as having seen so many it was turning me on just smelling the hanging odor when the bathroom was not in use. I was drained, but still hadn't seen Marge. Was she going in the sink? Finally, after about 2 and a half hours, she showed up, and surprised me by changing a well bloodied tampon, and put a finger in her ass, I don't know why. She cleaned herself very provocatively, and did the same for her hands. I left my perch, again drained out for the night, and smiled myself to sleep. This was becoming better than ESPN's best sports show. It was live and not at all planned. Just women and their functioning parts. No breakdowns, no contracts, no striking out.

                Marge had been here about 7 months now, when her job closed up. She told me the situation and asked if I could forgo the rent till she got a job. I needed the money, so this was out of the question. Before I could give a reply, she hinted on a barter. She thought maybe I could accept some gratuity in exchange for some rent. I knew what she was saying, but fortunitly kept my mouth shut allowing her to continue. She said she was sexually wanting, and figured I was also, being divorced. A little sex would spice up both our lives, and help her out now that she needed help. I thought, and figured now was the opportunity to get what I had been dreaming of for the last seven months. "Marge, I have some strange desires. I think maybe if you hear them first, before making conclusions, you might go along with it. I will forgo all rent payments in exchange for what I desire." She just stared, not aware of all that was on the table. "I like girls, Marge. All ages, all sizes. You have something I would like to share. Not just your two, but an assortment that visits once a month. I'll take care of how, all you have to do is agree." Her face was flush, but I knew she hadn't much choice. "Ok, Tom, what have you got in mind?" I was in shock how fast she agreed. "I have access to prescription drugs, that will put one in a semi-conscience state. They will not know what or when the next day". She didn't know what to say. She was pimping her babies, and other girls, but I couldn't get around to saying it so bluntly to her. "Ok, then this month is written off?"  I nodded yes. "How about this Saturday night?" I asked. She shook her head, and dropped it down, realizing what she was doing. I was ready now, but I'd wait.

                Saturday came, and I did my regular routine, as did Marge and her kids. I saw her outside as I came home, like she was waiting for me. "Let's do it" she spurted off. We went in the house, and she was going to give her girls a bath, when I stepped right in. "No. I told you I liked it wild. Don't take away their little odor. It turns me on. She looked in amasement, but didn't bath them. I got the mix of relaxants and such together, and had her mix them into some ice cream. Her little girls must have stuffed the goodies down, as a half hour later Marge came down, telling me they were all out of it already. I came up in my bathrob, and told Marge to strip, and get some lubricant. I had bought some anal ease at the local porn shop, and a small finger vibrator.  Marge was starting to get cold feet, but a soft kiss to her mons got her on track. I took off the clothes of Carol, her youngest, touching every part of her privates as I did so. She just keep smiling, and gigling, as her mother looked on. Then came Marge, the younger. At 9, Marge was well shaped, and had potential for the future. Young Marge was very receptive to the touch. I rubbed her bum, causing her slit to start it's natural lube process. I smelled my finger, and the aroma gave me an instant hardon. I turned them both on their tummys, and rubbed the anal ease around their little bum rings, and pushed some in with my pinky. How soft their rears were. The slight odor of excretment was pleasant. Mom just looked on, her hand rubbing my leg, like "Hey, I'm here too!" I had the girls lay there, letting the grease get them loose. "Ok Marge, get me off for now, I'm ready to burst. I opened my robe, and pulled Marge's face to my crotch. Her lips had no problem finding my cock, and her hot mouth got me off in a few strokes. I guess I needed that. I had her pick the 9 year old up by her tummy, positioning her with her knees to her chest. Her little holes were looking right at us, and I had Marge lick her oldest's little clit, just to see if she would. She slowly went down, and got into it, her tongue working her now sooping wet virgin hole. "Ok, now I got to see the real thing." I started pushing my finger into her rectum, OO's and Ahhh's coming from the girl's mouth. I worked her harder, twisting and turning till my finger started getting brown. I managed two finger's into her, and foul gases started coming out, letting me know that my desire was near. When small bits started appearing on my fingers, I withdrew them, and put my mouth to her numbed asshole. I was new to this, but I had the idea. I breathe out heavy, and placed an airtight lip seal on her bum, sucking with all I had. I guess everything in her came out, as the presure broke the seal and some mess dripped out down my chest. I swallowed it frantically, and forced a tongue into the mom's mouth. She shivered at it, but kept me there. "Ok Marge, clean little Marge up. I have to do Carol." I expected her to get some towels, but instead she started licking her daughter's asshole clean. Another orgasm was brewing in me. "When I clean Carol out, suck me dry Babe" She sort of nodded. The little ones ass was tight, but relaxed. She moaned as I fingered her little rose, and the first signs of love matter showed quickly. She was a bit stinky, a bad day as girls put it, but I gave her the same treatment. Her hole stayed open as I went to it, the scat just sitting there ready for the taking. A full stinking load filled my mouth, as I struggled to swallow. Her own muscle power pushed another onto my face, a load of very wet and brown paste, folowed by a passing of very fresh gas. The smell was now strong, but I wasn't finished. Marge went right to Carol's little messy ass, as I prepared young Marge for a rear entry. I lubed my stiff one up, and greased her anus, putting my full middle finger in. The anal ease had made her muscles dead. The hole was opened as wide as my finger after I withdrew. I ran my stiffie up her crack, the heat of my throbbing member giving the little one spasms. I entered slowly, her ass almost giving up on resistance. Soon, three quarters of the shaft was in her, working back and forth. She was making all kinds of sounds, her mother looking on as her daughter was being reamed. Small chuncks of brown matter found their way out, making the view more pleasant. I tightened up as my spunk shot out. Marge pulled my browned tool from her daughter, and sucked it clean, then went to the open butt, draining that also. I went to the baby's butt, and lubed her well. Her tight little rose was well loosened up, but the size of my cock was worrying me. I gave her the stroking feel, and spread her buns with one hand and positioned my rock hard cock with the other. A hard, slow thrust got the head in, and some half sobbing, half love sighs from the small girl. I worked the head in back and forth, and slowly got the whole thing in as her muscles gave way. She took it deeper than her older sister, and the warmth of her turd cutter had me ready for another explosion. Her inner anal skin followed my thrust, the pale pink skin almost looking like a condom. There was no room for any mess to get out. I pumped faster, and soon exploded, prompting Marge to take care of tongue cleaning the little fucked hole. I noticed Marge gag as she was cleaning, and as she pulled back a bit, a light brown mud squirted out to her mouth. She didn't miss a drop. Young Marge was still a bit drugged, but her hand was working her clit, her ass still high up for my viewing pleasure.

                I thought I was finished, but Marge wasn't. She got some cleaning towels, and cleaned the two little bundles of love up, dressed them, and layed them together on the couch. "Will you do a real woman now Tom?" I was in shock. I kissed her crap crusted mouth, as was mine, and positioned her above me in a squatted posture. She started pushing, and farting, so I helped her get loose with a finger. When stains showed on my digit, I pulled out and mouthed her round shit factory. A smooth turd launched to my lips, parting them to enter my mouth. It reached to my throat till I chewed it off. It tasted pretty good, and didn't smell as I thought it would. Another one left her ass, this one I watched as it twisted down to my mouth. Some dark fluid, probably dark natural lube, dripped out, and more silky smooth shit exited to my waiting toilet. She bent over to my throbbing cock, as I admired her beautiful shit stained ass. God she looked good like this. I licked her clean as whatever seed I had left squirted out of me.

                We cleaned up, took a shower together, and returned to find the little ones just coming out of their stuper. " Mommy, I had wierd dreams!" young Marge cried out. "Mommy, my hiney feels funny" Carol followed. We just smiled and planned for the next poop party, this time with a girl from the troop.

                Needless to say, Marge never paid rent again, but she turned out to be the best recruiter the girl scouts ever had.