Megan Clearwater, female, 27

	- Chemistry teacher

	- Beige-white skin, 5'8, 165lbs, dirty-blonde shoulder-length hair

Chloe Harmon, female, 33

	- High school Vice-Principal, mother of Channa

	- Beige-white skin,  5'6, 140lbs, medium-brown hair with cropped bangs

Channa Harmon, female, 15 

	- High school sophomore, daughter of Chloe

	- Pale white skin, 5'1, 110lbs, long yellow-blonde hair

Urma Mikatos, female, 14

	- High school freshman, friend of Channa

	- Pale white skin, 4'9, 90lbs, long silky black hair

“Do you think you will be her first?” Megan let the question float quietly as she sat drinking wine with Chloe. Channa had come home in a mood and was off at Urma's for the evening. Both women still wore their clothes from the day and held hands as they sat next to each other in the den.

“I don't know. I... I think I want to be. I told you what we did together the other night, and it took all my control not to take her right then. I tried to be... I tried to be a better mom than I could have been at that moment.” Chloe leaned into Megan's shoulder. “I think she would have let me. Oh, I dunno what to think anymore.”

Chloe had described the night the mother and daughter had masturbated side-by-side and left Megan aroused and stimulated as she pictured the scene. Chloe sighed, “The smell... Megan, the smell of her... the scent of it all... I'm getting a stiffy thinking about it. I got so turned on.”

Reaching a hand between her lover's thighs, Megan felt the heat of Chloe's sex. “Mmm... I see.” She rubbed her hand slowly through the part in Chloe's legs, enjoying the way her thighs squeezed on each stroke. “I know I first brought up the idea and I sorta feel guilty, thinking it might be a horrible mistake. But I've tried to stay neutral and not encourage anything you two weren't ready to do. I have to say, from what you've told me, I think your daughter is ready... and you are the right one to be her first.”

Chloe rested silently against her lover, Megan's hand still stroking her thighs. “Me too. I am having a hard time letting her do this at her own speed. I know that's the right thing here, but my desire for her... my desire to taste her, feel her... make her feel wonderful... I feel it so strong sometimes. That night was the worst. Or the best. I'm still not sure which.”

“You've done right by Channa. She's opened up to you and it sounds like you've found a unique way to handle your relationship. Once she's ready, whether you or Urma or whoever, I think she'll know it and be capable of handling herself maturely. She's quite an amazing young woman, the way she's dealt with things and been able to keep her head. Quite amazing.” Megan finished her wine and set the glass aside, smiling, “Hey, I'm going to go pee... wanna watch?”

Chloe smiled back and the two went to the closest bathroom, the one next to Channa's bedroom. Inside, Megan shed her pants and underwear and leaned back, opening her hairy sex for Chloe to see. Scents of cunt and stale urine were light and pleasing to each woman, and Chloe knelt down between her friend's legs. Megan grinned and let her flow start.

Chloe watched Megan urinate strongly into the toilet, the teacher's brown curly pubes dancing when struck by the yellowish liquid. Megan's pussy opened slowly as the woman pushed against the stream, ripening like a dark-red rose, lips sliding into view. Chloe inhaled the strong urine scent and let her clit throb achingly against her panties.

Megan's piss slowed and trickled to a stop and she sat up straight. “Need to go?”

Chloe shook her head, “Not yet. But I'd like to take you somewhere more comfortable and taste what you just did.”

The kissed deeply a moment while Megan regained her pants. On the way out the door, Chloe noticed a pair of panties on top of the small hamper. Channa's panties... She pulled out the underwear and quickly brought them to her nose.

Chloe's senses erupted with the scent of her teen daughter's freshly worn panties. Notes of rosemary, brine, and warm, roasted pecans rose up. Or was it clean seafood and warm feet. Or none of those. Chloe's ability to define what she smelled was too weak to contribute further, and the mother took several deep sniffs of her girl's underwear, consuming her daughter's scent.

Megan noticed that Chloe didn't follow her upstairs and descended to see where she was. Her eyes widened as she saw her lover sniffing a small pair of white panties. “Are those Channa's?”

“Mmm-hmm,” was all Chloe could respond. She took the panties from her nose and offered them to Megan. “You have to. You have to smell them. Oh, fuck, I'm so horny right now.”

Megan took the damp panties and brought the crotch to her face. Cum drooled from her ripe vagina as she inhaled the clean and dirty scents from the teen's crotch. Megan's clit was erect, and she reached a hand to her crotch to stroke it through her pants. “Chloe, oh, Chloe. Wow. I cannot describe how hot this is. Channa's cunt smells wonderful. Wanna go upstairs and get off to this?”

“Hell. Yes.”

The two women raced up the stairs and threw themselves together on the bed, Channa's dirty panties pressed between inhaling noses.

- - -

“Have you ever kissed a boy?” Channa's question hung in the air, embarrassing the giggling dark-haired teen seated beside her whose legs dangled over the edge of the bed. Urma's long hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and like Channa, she was clad in the day's t-shirt and panties. Both were heading for hot showers when Channa asked her query.

“N-no... Not yet. Well, kinda, but not really. It doesn't count.”

“Ohhh really...?”

“It was a dare, and it only lasted a second. Some guy at the party in August. The one at Rhonda's house. We just touched lips and it was over.”

Channa giggled. “Doesn't sound like much of a kiss.”

“Like I said, it doesn't count.” The fourteen-year old tugged on her ponytail and shifted a bit on the bed. “What about you?”

Channa shook her head, “No, never. I don't even know any I want to kiss. Not really.”

“And girls...?”

“Well there's you!”

The two giggled at their shared secret.

It was Urma's turn to shake her head. “No, silly, I mean a girl you might do more than kiss with. You know...” She brought her fingers up to her lips and spread them in a V, waggling her tongue in the gap.

“No, no one but you... uhh... no, no one.”

Urma raised an eyebrow. “You would... “ Again the V and tongue waggling, “me?”

“Shut up!” Channa pushed her friend over onto her side, Urma convulsing in laughter.

“I know you're not a lez. I'm just messing with you, Chan.” Urma gave her awful, over-the-top impression of a lesbian, trying to sound and look butch, “So, sexy,” running her tongue around her lips wildly, “what would you do to me, huh? Get down there and give it a lick, you tramp!”

Channa couldn't stop laughing at the dark-haired teen's ridiculous and horribly inaccurate representation of a lesbian, and flashed back a moment to seeing her mom and Megan in the den. “You know, you should really get a new act. That one's just terrible. Nothing like what a lez would do.”

Urma sat up straight. “And just how do you know what a lez would do?”

“A... a friend of my mom's. She's one. If I didn't know she...” Another V. “She seems just like everyone, really. Definitely nothing like what you did.” She tossed a pillow at Urma, who ducked and tossed it back.

“Hey, you know what lezes do to each other, right?”

Channa mockingly repeated Urma's V gesture. “Something like this?”

“Exactly! I bet that would be hysterical, ya know? Putting your face down there... I'd be laughing my ass off!”

“Why would that be funny? I don't think they're doing it to be funny...”

“Well, I dunno, it just would. It just seems kinda... Well, I don't think I could do it without laughing, that's all.” Urma looked a bit uncertain at her own thought.

“And how would you know? Have you ever done it, ever even gotten close? You kinda sound like maybe you have...”

Urma hesitated. “No, I haven't... No. I've seen a couple of my dad's videos, that's all. A few years ago, by accident. At the time, they made me laugh, seeing two women...” She laughed as she remembered, then trailed off, back to her uncertainty.

“I don't think I'd laugh. Ya know. It might be ok. Might be ok. I dunno.” Megan tried not to accidentally reveal too much about what she'd seen and done recently, and didn't elaborate further. Both girls sat rocking slowing on the edge of the bed.

“You wanna try it? Just with our clothes on! Just... going down there, seeing what it's like to, you know, get close.” Urma no longer seemed to imply she would laugh between Channa's legs.

“Yah. Sure.” Channa buzzed as she remembered watching her mom and Megan licking each other, and knew what to do. “Here, lay down, like this.” She had the suddenly-nervous fourteen-year old on her back, head on a pillow. Channa looked down at her close friend's light-blue panties, and thought she detected a wet spot. Oh, this could be it. Finally.

“You still wanna do this?” Channa asked her.

“Yyy-yess. Sure, just put your head close to me.... And your... down there... over me. That's... that's how they did it in the videos.” The black-haired teen looked up to watch Channa put her legs around her shoulders and start to push her beige panty-covered privates toward Urma's face. When Channa's crotch was a couple inches from her nose, Urma stopped her. “Ok. Close enough, lezzie, this is just to see...”

Channa laughed and held her thighs in place. Her clit was hard against her own panties knowing the girl was inhaling her most secret smells, almost straight from the source. She could feel Urma's breath against her thighs, rapid and warm between her legs. She hoped Urma was enjoying her private smell. Channa looked down and remembered the secret treasure she was about to inhale.

Channa leaned close to Urma's pubic mound and could see dark hairs underneath. The girl's clit was so large that at first Channa thought it was a pattern in the fabric. Urma's clit was hard and straining, and Channa noted that it pressed against the slowly spreading wet spot in the crotch. The girl's cunt lips, on the other hand, were barely noticeable, just a small slit really, disappearing quickly between the girl's slender thighs. Exhaling completely, Channa took a whiff.

Urma's fragrance was sweet and musky, an edge of spicy tang. And clean. She smells so clean, even after wearing these panties all day. Not clean like... not having a smell. Clean like.. clean like... Like a pussy I want to lick! Channa let her mouth hover over her friend's clit, breathing heavily over the nub. It was all the fifteen-year old could do not to both suck Urma's hard clit into her mouth and push her own crotch down on Urma's face. She started to squat and lean down to make contact and finally get there. The scent of it all... oh, yesss...

“Ok, I didn't laugh, so I will now. Ha-ha. Now get off me, I want to go shower.”

Channa froze and realized her friend was not in the same zone. Urma pushed against Channa's butt to move her aside and Channa understood that Urma was not ready. Not yet, anyway. Not for doing what Channa burned to do.

Sniffing her friend's panties and split seconds from putting her lips around Urma's panty-covered womanhood, Channa simply couldn't move, afraid she might orgasm as she inhaled Urma's most private scents. Channa's clit wanted release and her mouth desperately wanted to lick her friend's small hairy cunt.

It was not to be.

As Urma untangled herself from Channa's body and moved off to the bathroom, Channa confidently made her decision.

- - -

Megan was between Chloe's legs, thrusting into her crotch as if she held a rigid cock inside the brunette. Channa's panties were draped over Chloe's face and Megan held close to her lover to share the teen's private scents. Both women still wore panties and nothing else. Megan knew her panties were soaked and Chloe's moist fabric-covered crotch slid along the front of Megan's thighs, teasing and arousing the young teacher.

“She smells so good. Can't you just taste her? The smell of her cunny is amazing. Powerful and light. I can see why you want to be her first. The first to taste that. I bet she tastes incredible.” Megan was caught up in the moment, expanding on the complex scents from the teen's crotch to imagine Chloe bedding the girl and tasting her daughter's virgin pussy. Megan darted a tongue to once more taste the discharge on the panties. “She must get so wet. Remember her discharge on the last pair, and these are just coated in her cream. She must get so wet...”

Chloe moaned, inhaling her daughter's scent, her most secret of smells. Clit hard and cunt slick with wetness, Chloe reached a hand down into her foam-green panties and began stroking her womanhood. “Yeah, oh... yeah. She smells wonderful. I want to taste her. Smell her for real. Feel her cum on my face. I do want to be her first. I want it to be really special. For both of us.” She still had her hips around Megan's thighs, the teacher still thrusting slowly into her. Megan had also begun touching herself and had a hand thrust deep in her own coral panties, moaning into Channa's panties and into Chloe's mouth.

“Do you want me to shit?”

Megan's question made no sense to Chloe, her daughter's thick, musky scent clouding her head, until she felt the pressure in her own bowels. “Yes. I think I need to, too. Want mine?”

“Always.”

Megan was on top and could more easily bear down and defecate. She was quickly filling her panties, her stool passing firmly from her dark pink anus and pushing against the fabric covering. Megan's pussy creamed as she clenched around the load, pinching it and feeling the slight burn and fullness. She smelled her own bowel movement drift across the fabric of Channa's panties, and saw Chloe's nose take in the stink. When Chloe moaned loader, Megan was there.

She orgasmed, thrusting against Chloe's crotch and her own hand, her panty-covered hard clit rubbing against her lover's underwear-covered mound. Megan's anus still clenching a turd, she pushed against it as she came, forcing the firm load out of her ass and into her panties. The warm dump slid down and around her pussy and fingers. The smell came strongly again, and both women inhaled teen pussy and raw shit, sending Megan into another round of intense sensations. Chloe watched her lover's face closely during the woman's orgasm, Megan cumming and breathing against Chloe's face. Channa's panties still draped across her face, Chloe inhaled the strong smell of Megan's shit and tried to let go.

Chloe's climax rolled in calmly but steadily, slowly building and peaking softly around thoughts of Channa's wet slit and Megan's ripe ass. Her pussy cascaded to orgasm, hand swirling her own clit and her daughter's dirty panties on her face. The dark, bittersweet smell of Megan's poo hit Chloe again and her clit throbbed in relief and release. Cum slid down her panties to her asshole.

The pussy juice was the lubricant Chloe needed to get things moving. As her orgasm waned and her body relaxed slightly, she slid a finger to her asshole and pressed inside.

Megan's orgasm had faded and the teacher slid from between Chloe's legs and moved to her side. “Can I do that?”

Chloe removed the finger from her ass and paused a moment before sticking it in her mouth, nodding the Megan. The dirty-blonde moved a hand into Chloe's soaked panties, and slid teasingly past her clit and hairy pussy to find the straining anus below. Slick with the woman's own cum, Megan pressed through the opening and found her finger soon deep within.

The poo inside was firm and hard. Chloe moaned softly, still holding her smelly finger with her lips, and Megan began to slide in and out of her friend's ripe ass. She pushed into the stool /Pwithin, feeling it give just a bit before returning to the previous spot. Megan pulled the finger out and smelled it a moment, inhaling her friend's raw scent. Rich shit smell, bittersweet like her own, washed through her and she immediately put it in her mouth. “I want to taste you there first.”

Chloe writhed. “Oh... yes... taste me there...”

Megan pulled off Chloe's cotton panties and slid them past her nose, loving the different aromas from her lover's crotch. She pushed herself down and settled her face between warm thighs to lick and probe Chloe's ass with her tongue.

Her first sensation was roughness. Tickles from the hair ringing the tight hole. Bitter. Salty. Sweet. Rich. Megan couldn't tell if she liked it or not, but she couldn't stop licking Chloe's dirty butthole. She cleaned her lover's ass with her tongue, licking out from the hole and darting inside. Megan couldn't quite feel the turd within with her tongue, but she knew Chloe had a load almost ready to move. The brunette had started clenching her ass and looked ready to shit.

Megan moved up slightly to lick Chloe's hairy slit and tease her clit. The woman still had Channa's panties on her face and was licking the crotch slowly. Megan reached her hands up to massage and tease Chloe's breasts, knowing her friend had a bowel movement coming. “Let it go.”

Chloe felt Megan suck and twirl her clit as tingling exploded through her loins. She pushed out with her muscles, feeling her slippery anus open easier this time, and within seconds, as Megan licked her sweaty, creamy slit and firm clit, Chloe's poo started sliding through her backdoor. Chloe built quickly to orgasm, feeling her warm poo meet resistance from Megan's chin.

Chloe climaxed, riding Megan's head and defecating against her. Her ass clenched, cutting off the flow, but immediately reopened. Her shit flowed smoothly as the stool became looser and less firm. Her orgasm peaked as Megan slipped a finger inside Chloe's ass, stopping the flow.

Megan fingered Chloe's ass and felt more soft stool inside. Chloe's shit had hit her chin and slid down onto the comforter below. Raw shit and wet pussy and Chloe's climax sent Megan's hand into her own panties, quickly bringing herself to a second orgasm as her friend's turd pushed against her finger. She pushed back against the shit, and felt warmth spread over her hand as the soft stool passed around her fingers. A wet fart and more soft stool came out, and Megan withdrew her shitty finger, inhaling the intense, heavy aroma of Chloe's bowel movement.

Chloe's ass gaped, and Megan heard more shit crackle wetly as it passed and slid down, the brunette shuddering with pleasure. The two women rocked slowly, still feeling waves of sensations from their orgasms. Shit smells dominated the room and felt heavy as the women fought for breath.

“You...” Chloe shook her head and smiled. “What am I going to do with you...”

Megan looked up from her lover's smelly crotch and returned the smile, a large brown spot covering her chin. “What you just did... and more.”