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

Megan rose late the next morning, her head thick and limbs feeling weak. The details of the night before were a bit hazy, but soon crashed into her, becoming more clear as she recalled her boss Chloe licking Megan's pussy after each woman had shit her own panties. The shame and embarrassment returned in force, and Megan collapsed back on the bed under the weight of it. How the hell do I explain this one? Chloe and I... well, there are no words for what we did! Oh my fucking god... She... She watched me shit in my panties... I watched... Chloe shit in her panties... She had my shit... on her chin!... The brown spot... The smell of... Chloe's shit smelled good?!?... Why did her shit make me so horny I came?... Fuuuuck, what the fuck is wrong with me?

She wore only a nightgown and couldn't bare to face Chloe just yet. She noticed a robe and fresh underwear laid out on the foot of the bed and assumed correctly that Chloe had put them there for her. The grey cotton underwear was used but in good shape. Megan got the panties on, but they were very tight. Slipping off the nightgown, Megan donned the robe, tying it loosely around her waist. Fuck it, I better get this over with...

Lightly stepping down the steps, she heard voices below her and paused to listen.

“Well, yeah... but... I thought you were straight, Mom!”

“Channa, I don't really know what I am. Look, I'm confused too, it just sort of happened! We both drank a bit and it just happened, ok?”

“Huh. Well, remember that excuse when I use it sometime. Next time, at least keep it quiet, all right?”

“Again, I'm sorry Channa. We tried to be quiet but... well, yeah, next time, we'll be quiet.”

Next time. Next time? Oh fuck, did Chloe's daughter hear us last night?... Oh Jesus, did she know about the panty pooping?... This just get worse... Fuuuuck...

“Alright, alright Mom. Let's drop it. You got laid, good for you, god knows you needed it.”

“Channa! I...” Chloe paused and restarted. “Ok, maybe I needed it, but that's about enough from you. I never meant to share it with you, so please, let's do as you say and drop it.”

“Yeah, yeah, ok. Whatever, Mom. Just be glad I'm not bringing loose women home drunk and screwing them in the bathroom. You'd never let me hear the end of it.”

Chloe was so mad she was speechless, then broke into laughter. “HA! You have me there, I would be furious with you. But get one thing straight, Megan is not loose... err … ok, that's enough! I've said too much.”

Channa laughed loudly and made celebratory noises that demonstrated her belief that she had won the argument.

Megan was uncertain what to do now. How much did Chloe's daughter know and how would she ever face Chloe after last night? Resigned to deal with it despite her thick head, Megan plodded down the last few steps and headed into the dining room. “Err... morning.”

Chloe looked up and smiled as Channa turned her head to look at Megan. “Good morning sleepyhead” Chloe greeted. “I wondered when you would finally come around. I'd like you to meet my daughter, Channa. Channa, this is Megan Clearwater. You'll probably have her next year for Chemistry.”

Channa grunted “Hi” as Megan nodded to her. Megan couldn't recall having met or noticed the young blonde at school, though Chloe had mentioned the teen previously. Megan could see the resemblance between the two, though Channa's middle teen years showed much smoother skin and underdeveloped features. Channa's hair was much lighter than her mother's, a silky-straight golden-blonde hanging well past the girl's shoulders. All three women were wearing blue robes, though Channa's had what looked like yellow stars all over.

“Hungry, Megan? I've fixed omelets, skillet potatoes, and roasted peppers for breakfast. Think we both need to fill up the tank after last night.”

Megan nearly stumbled at the hidden meaning in Chloe's words, but she caught herself and nodded her agreement. “That would be great, thanks. Any coffee?”

“Not currently, but Channa was just going for a walk to pick up some from Starbucks, weren't you darling?”

“Sure, Mom. You know I need money. Fifteen bucks should cover it. Plus gas.”

Chloe laughed. “Gas, huh? Since when do you need gas? I'm sure you have plenty of gas in your tank to walk a couple of blocks.” Megan stumbled for real this time, and just caught herself on the table edge. “Oh, do sit down hun, coffee is coming soon enough. Looks like you need it worse than Channa does. Here, Channa, take a $20. I want my change, young lady.”

Channa rolled her eyes. “Eff Eff Ess Mom, gross. I never have gas. Unlike you...”

“Liar” Chloe returned, smiling wryly. “Get going, please. Megan needs caffeine.”

“Gone” Channa retorted as she grabbed her purse and dropped her robe. Megan took her seat and started to look away from the disrobing teen but noticed Channa was fully dressed underneath. “Back in a few...”

The two women sat quietly for a few moments, eating breakfast. Eventually, Megan chuckled in a resigned way, “I don't know where to start.”

Chloe stood and walked over to Megan, squatting down next to her. Staring into Megan's eyes, Chloe stated clearly “Look, whatever we decide to do from here, last night was a very new experience for me. I don't know how I feel about it right now, but I don't regret anything we did, ok? I know last night was not a great night for you, but I hope you can see that at least the two of us made a good thing out of it in the end, right?”

Megan thought about it silently a moment before replying “I don't regret anything either, and I did really enjoy what we did. You made me feel very good in several ways just when my night was most horrible.” Megan pushed her dirty blonde hair from her face and pondered whether to reveal more. After last night, I suppose I have nothing more to hide. She deserves the truth so that we can both move on...

Megan continued, “I have to admit, this has been a really strange week sexually for me, and this was by far the most unusual encounter of all... I... I have to thank you, really thank you, for helping me last night. I felt so powerless and crushed. I froze. You made it go so much better once you found me.”

“Can I kiss you? We never did kiss last night...” Chloe breathed.

Megan answered by leaning toward Chloe and joining open lips with her. Tongues darting slowly around each other, each woman buzzed with new relationship energy. Both felt an unexpected bond grow between them. A need, undefined but aching, moved the two women to sink into the other, stroking hair and faces. Parting slowly, Megan placed her head on Chloe's shoulder and held her close. “You feel so comfortable in my arms.” Megan let her thoughts become voice as she squeezed her friend tightly.

Chloe leaned back and asked Megan to join her in the den to talk, the two moving lazily down the stairs and onto the large couch. “We're too smart women, so I think we can talk intelligently and clearly about our thoughts on last night. Like you, I'm not sure where to start...I'm not sure how to begin thinking about it.”

Chloe couldn't find the words. “So much seemed... not something I usually go for... that raw, ripe smell should have made me... getting turned on by what should be gross... I've never...” Chloe stopped her sputtering and sat back lightly shaking her head at her confusion.

“I guess I should start,” Megan cut in. “I need to tell someone because this is just too strange a week to keep to myself, and after last night, I know you can take it. Like you, I don't know what to think, but my experiences like this go back a few days. Friday in fact.” She recounted her Friday, telling Chloe about visiting the bathroom, masturbating and having the unexpected bowel movement. She told of her orgasm, then hearing the sounds from the stall next to her, and getting out. “I went from cumming and defecating to panties up and pants on in seconds. I didn't even wipe. I freaked. I worried all day about being caught and about the way I smelled. I... I didn't let anyone get close to me because I could smell myself and I knew others would too... I was... ripe.”

Megan told about her dream with Chloe and the way last night connected. “You were just... there, between my legs... in the dream. What happened last night was just what I dreamed, at least the part with you licking my clit, looking up, smiling with the brown spot on your chin. I came hard in the dream. I came hard to the real thing.” Continuing her story, Megan described waking to find she had shit her panties and it turned her on, then twice more filling her underwear. She even confessed to replacing her mattress.

Megan admitted that she had resigned to never do it again but then at the party, she was drunk and lost control, lucky Chloe understood and helped her so tenderly. “I still don't know what to think about last night, all my experiences this week included. I don't want to ever lose control like that again, it was horrible. But... but... hmm... I...” Megan glanced at Chloe shyly. “I got really turned on when you pooped. The smell... watching your ass spread... the bulge... I...”

Chloe laughed honestly and smiled. “Yeah, I could tell. You started playing with yourself when I started filling my panties. The smell turned you on as much as it did me? I mean... Whew, it smells really stinky, but it makes my clit so hard. When I smelled your mess last night, at first it was too much... but... I dunno, it grew on me... the dirtiness of what I was smelling, knowing it was warm and messy in your panties... seeing your pretty hairy vagina...”

“When did you first know you like the smell? This is all pretty new to me, and I still don't know if it disgusts me or turns me on, or both, “ Megan noted.

“New to me as well, really, I just started noticing that I really liked the smell last night. But my experiences with this sort of thing... Well… They started with you. Before last night...” Chloe paused, looking away.

Megan lifted her eyebrows. “Started with me? Um, do explain.”

Chloe shifted and looked down a moment. “Well, you told me about your week, I should tell you mine, and it starts with you, although you clearly don't understand what I mean. On Friday at lunchtime, I felt horny. I occasionally masturbate at lunch time, just to release some stress, and I headed to the restroom to rub one out quickly. I was just getting close, my legs up on the walls of the stall, when someone walked in. I froze, my legs still up and my pussy open and aching, trying to keep my breathing in check. The stranger sat down, and when she couldn't defecate, started to play with her pussy. I got turned on by her low moans and silently masturbated with her. Then I heard the first splash and a loader moan. I stopped masturbating, completely grossed out that anyone would shit while masturbating. “

Megan turned beet red. “Oh no... I didn't know...”

Chloe cut her off. “No, no, let me finish, I think you can appreciate where this goes. Anyway, I couldn't understand the connection between masturbating and shitting. But then I heard another splash and another moan, and another, and another. Farts and squishing and moaning. The rhythm you had going was very arousing. My own clit got really hard again, and I started masturbating silently with you again. Then you came while shitting, and the smell of your poo hit me strong. While you were peaking, I was stroking my clit hard. The aroma of your bowel movement got stronger and I found myself needing to poop. So, I started shitting too.”

“That's when I ran out and never looked back.”

“Exactly, and I was so caught up in my own shitting and cumming that I barely noticed. I climaxed seconds after you left, and if you had hung around, you would have definitely heard me cumming. It was... amazing. I was so confused and angry with myself, ashamed, not for masturbating at work, but fingering myself in such a violating and filthy fashion.”

Megan was unsure what to say. Her boss just let her know she had heard that first shit-climax and it turned her on enough to do the same. Megan actually began feeling relief that it was Chloe who heard her that day, and no trouble would come from it now. “So I guess you heard my experience a few minutes ago and now know it had to be me shitting and cumming in the stall next to you.”

Chloe laughed lightly, “No, actually, I knew on Friday.”

Megan cocked her head. “Continue...”

Chloe went on. “Well... you remember how you and I walked out to your car that afternoon? You dropped your things and... well, you remember.”

Megan went red again. She winced as she remembered accidentally farting on Chloe's face.

Chloe stumbled over her words. “I... Megan, don't be mad at me please, you have to understand that I had caught a whiff of your aroma on the walk and I... When you tripped and spilled your supplies, I wasn't trying to help you pick up your things initially.”

Chloe cast aside her eyes. “I wanted to sniff your privates. I was smelling a strong aroma from your crotch as we walked. Please don't be mad... I have no excuse, it's just... Walking together, I got a strong hint of wet pussy and ass, and I immediately thought of the bathroom masturbation smells. I thought what I smelled walking with you was close to the scents from the stall, but once I knelt down and smelled your crotch deeply, I had no doubt it had been you. I... I'm sorry... I...”

“No. You know, it's ok, alright? I am so fucking relieved it was you and I'm not going to face being fired, I don't care. After the way your smell made me horny last night, I can't really blame you. I kinda understand that strange, strong attraction.” Megan adjusted her crotch as her clit became erect. “Damn it. I'm getting hard now.”

“I have never been into anything like this before, but after last night, I'm willing to see if I still like it a second time. With you, of course, only if you want to.” Chloe almost purred her desires out to Megan.

Megan leaned forward and kissed her deeply again and whispered in Chloe's ear, “Yes, I want that very much.”

The front door opened and the women unconsciously separated a bit as Channa entered the house. “I've got the fricken coffee. It cost me $23, so you owe me $3 plus gas.”

“Please grind the beans and start a pot.”

“Alright, Mom.” Channa strode into the kitchen and started the grinder.

“You know, it is Thanksgiving today. Have any plans?”

Megan replied, “None. Was just going to hang out in my underwear and eat ice cream.”

Chloe giggled. “Been there! Well, we're having a turkey dinner and all the fixings. More than enough for you to join us. We're eating early, so plenty of time to fill ourselves for play tonight.”

“What about Channa?”

“Oh, she won't be too hard to convince to go stay with a friend. I know her best friend Urma is in town. She stays with her often. All I have to do is tell Channa you are spending the night. She'll definitely want to get the hell out of here.”

Megan chuckled. “That sounds like a plan. I need to run to my house to pick up some clothes, can you ride me to my car and give me a jump?”

“Sure, let's get you some coffee and head out.”

- - -

Megan drank coffee while Chloe got dressed. Channa moved from room to room, and drank a cup of her own. When Channa passed her once in the dining room, Megan spoke up. “Hey, listen... I'm sorry about last night. I... I know better and your Mom asked me to be quiet. So sorry...”

Channa looked uncomfortable. “Yeah... ok. Just... next time keep it down and it will be fine.”

“About next time... Your mom has asked me to stay tonight. Is that ok?”

“Actually, I'll give you two some space. Urma invited me to stay the with her tonight, so I'm going over there after we eat. “ Channa paused. “That way, you know, you two can... whatever... and I won't have to hear it.”

Megan blushed and thanked the teen. “Your mom is a good woman, and you seem to take after her. In her nature, and in her beauty.”

Channa was uncomfortable again. “Err... ok... umm, thanks... I know, you know. Don't make me blush.” She blushed. “Mom thinks she's old but I try to tell her to knock that shit... err, that stuff... off. Way too hard on herself and it makes me mad.”

Channa started peeling potatoes, and Chloe drove Megan to her car. Jumper cables worked as expected, and soon the two drove separately to their respective homes. Megan ran in for a few, dropping her robe and putting on a ruffled light green dress over a padded white bra. Dabbing on some cosmetics, she grabbed her overnight bag and slung in the needed items: Slacks and blouse, workout clothes, a pair of socks, two pairs of bra and panties. Lube and a dildo. Getting way ahead of myself here.

A text from Chloe said only “brng xtra panties and towels.” Megan threw several of each into her bag, throwing in her makeup and tampons as well. After spritzing herself with some rose-scented perfume, she realized she should have showered first. Oh, well. After last night, a few hours without a shower isn't going to turn this woman off. Hell, Chloe might like it.

- - -

A few hours later, the two women and the teen girl sat in the den after a feast of a dinner. “Jeez, Mom. You certainly ate your fill, didn't you?”

“Hey, you put away more than your share too, young woman. It's a holiday, indulgence is required.” Chloe belched as if to make her point, then covered her face and laughed.

“Eww, god, Mom. No.” She looked at Megan while pointing at Chloe. “Why are you with her?”

Megan had to smile. “She gets me, apparently.” Chloe giggled in reply.

“Well, enough of this gross Mom stuff. I'm out of here. Urma is expecting me, so, err, have fun. I better not hear it at Urma's house, whatever you two do!” Chloe danced off to her room to get her things, then sprinted out of the house with a rapid “laterseeya.”

Megan and Chloe snuggled on the couch, too full to move much, but enjoying each other's warmth. “Oh Megan, you feel so good to me right now. I can't explain what we've done so far, or where we're going yet, but I do know I want to be with you tonight.”

Megan purred into Chloe's chest, absently massaging the older woman's breasts. “I can say I feel the same way.” The two cuddled, touched each other lightly, and dozed long into the evening. Megan stirred and needed to pee. She whispered “I'll be right back” softly into Chloe's half-awake ear before rising and going to the hall bathroom. Pulling up her dress and then pulling her panties down, she sat and started urinating. Closing her eyes, she let out a contented, full belly sigh as urine poured from her bladder, tickling dark pubes before splashing into the bowl.

Megan was startled to open her eyes and see Chloe sitting in front of her, staring into her cunt. “Don't wipe,” Chloe requested. “I want you natural and unwashed.” Chloe stroked Megan's legs as the pee slowed to a trickle and stopped. Megan leaned back, offering her unwashed pussy to her friend.

Chloe took what was freely given. She leaned down to Megan's dirty pussy and began licking her between thigh and pussy lip. Up and down, she randomly tasted unwashed pussy, urine, and sweat. The tastes exploded on Chloe's tongue and electrified her clit. Running her tongue side to side, she briefly probed Megan's pussy and was rewarded with the unwashed cream within. Full of flavor, rich, pungent, a bit sour, a bit sweet, Megan's juices were nectar to Chloe's hungry mouth. The tickling pubic hairs added an animalistic feel for Chloe, and it made her clit hard to know that she was between Megan's legs, licking her friend's hairy pussy.

When Chloe attacked her clit, Megan was ready for an orgasm. The feel of her friend lapping at her cunt combined with the aroma of her own unwashed sex drove Megan higher and higher. She tensed and relaxed in rhythm with Chloe's tongue. Megan blew a relaxed, dry fart on Chloe's neck. Her friend moaned and kept licking Megan's clit. Megan crested, her orgasm coming in strong waves over her groin and through her body. She climaxed into Chloe's mouth, leaking juices onto the lapping tongue. Chloe felt the vagina spasm under her mouth and heard Megan groan and grind out her orgasm.

Relaxing a bit, Megan settled down on the toilet seat, the scene before her an extremely arousing one. Chloe sat back on her heels, her face covered in pussy juice, saliva, and piss. Chloe had removed her shorts and was seated in her white panties. A growing wet spot in the front caught Megan's eye, and she watched her friend urinate in her own panties. Flowing strongly through the fabric and turning the white panties yellow, Chloe's urine smelled strong and dry, tingling in Megan's nose.

Chloe's flow slowed to a trickle and she sat back. Megan moved to her. “I want to taste you unwashed, as well. Don't wipe.”

Chloe smiled and nodded. She replaced Megan on the toilet, removing her shorts and panties, and spreading her wet thighs invitingly. “Come and taste me as I am. Unwashed and slick with my own urine.”

Megan knelt down and smelled her friend's crotch. A heady mix of strong urine, sweat, and wet pussy met her face and she inhaled strongly several times. “Oh yeah... Chloe you smell so fucking good... Ohhh, ohhh, my god woman, your cunt is really turning me on.”

“Taste me.”

Megan lapped at Chloe's cunt. The creaminess surprised Megan as she expected it to taste mostly of bitter piss. A bit sweet with a tangy, dry aftertaste, Chloe's unwashed cunt was the perfect desert on Megan's tongue. The teacher licked Chloe up and down, tasting her all over. She let her tongue slide down to her friend's ass and licked the spicy unwashed hole. Letting her tongue linger on Chloe's asshole, Megan asked “Have you pooped since last night?”

“ooohh... no, not yet... saving it... for you.”

“Do you need to go now? Can I finger your ass?”

Chloe moaned. “Finger my ass, we'll see if I need to go.”

Megan licked Chloe's asshole then her own finger. A gentle probe with the index finger pushed past the tight ring and into Chloe's bowels. Megan slid her finger out, opened Chloe's hole as wide as possible, then drooled a large amount of spit into the opening. “You are tight and dry back there. So tight, so hot...” She pushed the finger back in and began to slowly finger her friend's ass. Megan started to lick Chloe's pussy and clit in motion with the finger she pushed deeply into Chloe's tight backdoor.

Chloe moaned and bucked against Megan's face and finger. Megan focused on her clit and was rewarded with stronger thrusts. “Ohhh...OHHH...Yesss....Oh, fuck yess... eat me... finger my butthole... finger my ass... Ohhh, Megan, touch me everywhere.... I'm cumming... Uhhnnnnn....OOHHHHUHHNNNN.”

Chloe climaxed around the finger in her ass and Megan's light touches on her clit. Rocking her way around the edge of the toilet, her cum caused her to lose control of her bladder a moment, sending a small squirt of piss onto Megan's face. Even in orgasm, Chloe laughed and Megan joined her. Chloe had never quite felt that good, and it was amazing to laugh and cum and piss all at once. Megan licked the piss from around her mouth and rose up to kiss her friend, slowly removing her probing finger from Chloe's ass.

Joined at the lips, the two could smell the urine in the room and the combined smells of two unwashed pussies. It turned them both on. “I want you to poop for me today, can you?” Chloe asked Megan while caressing Megan's wide ass.

“I think so, but not yet. I've got a bit of gas but nothing really moving right now. You?”

“Same, could probably force out a fart, but don't feel the urge to do more yet.”

Megan concurred, “I felt around with my finger, I didn't notice anything near your asshole.” Megan smelled the the slimy finger which had been in Chloe's bowels moments before. “Smells ripe, but I didn't feel anything. So what do we do until then?”

“Let's workout. That always gets my bowels moving. Get ourselves more sweaty and moist. I would love to watch you shit yourself on the treadmill. I even have some spandex pants that should fit you, if a bit tightly.”

Megan smiled and laughed lightly, “Just like the panties you loaned me.”

- - -

A quick bathroom cleanup was followed by fitting Megan into the tight spandex and t-shirt while Chloe changed into her own spandex and jogging top. The bottoms where tight on Megan, and her wide, welcoming ass jiggled nicely with the material. For over an hour the two women worked out in Chloe's basement gym. Treadmill, weights, cycle, and steps, Chloe had a routine and ran Megan through it. Both were gym regulars, so Megan kept up quite well. Each paused several times in the workout to wander to the other and sniff ass or pussy. Once, while Chloe was on steps, Megan thrust her hands down the back of Chloe's pants and into her ass crack, then pulled her hand back for a deep smell. Chloe returned the favor moments later while Megan did free weights.

The smell in the room was growing stronger of female sweat and unwashed cunts. Megan began to feel her urgency grow, and told Chloe she thought it was time. A quick jog to the toilet to pee so as to avoid urinating on the equipment, and Megan mounted the treadmill, walking slowly. Chloe stood off the device and just behind Megan, bent over close to her friend's bouncing ass. While Chloe sniffed her ass, Megan said “Ok, I think I feel it coming out...uhnnn-uh-uhhhhnn...”

Megan grunted as she walked slowly, pushing her bowels to release the poop. Her anus dilated and she felt the first crown start. As it started to slide easily out of her ass, she told Chloe “I'm shitting. I feel it sliding out.” Chloe watched carefully and noticed the bulge starting low in Megan's crack. It grew slightly bigger then retracted a bit. “Uhn... first turd is out. Oh... it is lovely and warm. Here comes another poo...”

The bulge in Megan's crack grew larger, spreading out, and Chloe heard the wonderful squishing sounds soft shit makes coming out of an asshole, popping and crackling as it passed Megan's anus. Megan stopped walking and squatted slightly, causing her shit to then rush out. Chloe smelled strongly the growing mess for the first time, and the now-familiar smell from Megan's bowels made Chloe's pussy flush and grow wet. A loud, long squishy sound matched the enlarging dump in Megan's pants. Megan grunted again, pushing more shit out of her ass and into the mess in her panties. Chloe put her nose against the spandex and smelled Megan's dump deeply. The smell of shit was overwhelming and she felt the need to go herself.

Megan signaled that she was finished. Chloe spoke as if drunk. “You sm... you smell so fucking good. Yourrra... your ass, your poo... I want to poo for you now.”

“I want to see you shit your panties. Take off the spandex.”

Chloe smiled and stumbled back to remove her pants. Megan stood straight, passing a hand behind her to feel the large dump in her pants. She smelled her fingers and took in a strong nose of sharp, ripe shit.

Megan moved over to Chloe and watched her friend bend over the arm of a machine, wearing only the urine-soaked pair of white panties she wore earlier. Stretched tightly across her medium-sized beige ass, the panties already had a small brown streak in the back. Chloe released a long fart and Megan got close enough to feel it against her face. She noted that Chloe's farts smelled different than her own in a way difficult to describe. She loved the way Chloe's ass smelled and her clit tingled with excitement.

Grunting, Chloe moaned out “I think it's coming... yesss... uhnn... my poo is coming out... I'm shitting my panties... oh fuuuuuckk... oh, fuck, I'm shitting my panties... uhhhhnn”

Megan started masturbating the moment the shit began to push against the thin fabric. Pushing out like a tent, the turds squashed as they left Chloe's ass and passed her ass cheeks. Megan felt back between her own legs and found the poo nestled heavily in her own panties. She moved her ass around, feeling the warm soft shit shift in response. Frigging her clit wildly, she stared at Chloe's defecating panty-covered ass as a loud fart followed by squishy sounds came from Chloe's rectum.

“Oh....fuckkkk yess Megan. I'm still shitting... in my panties... My dirty shitty panties... Filling my panties for you... uhnnn... I'm... I'm gonna cum...”

Megan watched as Chloe fingered herself while she shit, approaching orgasm. Megan took a chance and straddled her ass, as if she were a man mounting someone from behind. She pressed against Chloe's shitting ass and felt the warmth of the shit against her pubic area. Grabbing her friend's hips, she humped her ass as if she were fucking Chloe, her hard clit pressed up against her own spandex. Megan pulled her own pants and panties down slightly, just enough to expose the top of her pussy, and ground her clit into the dump in Chloe's underwear.

Chloe exploded in orgasm when she felt Megan mount her, squishing the shit in her panties. “I'm still shitting, Megan... I'm still shitting my panties... Uhnnn... yeah... yeah... uhnnn... fffFUUUCKIMCUMMING... UHHHHNNNN...”

Megan was right there with her, feeling Chloe's poo still passing out of her ass and warming again the panties. Megan's climaxed riding the underwear-covered shitting ass, her clit buzzing against the smelly, squishy, messy fabric. Chloe squirted into her panties as she came, drenching the shit and dripping out onto both women's legs.

Megan's pussy spasmed and creamed. “Ohhh...fuck Chloe... I'm cumming so goddamn hard on you... Your shitty panties... Lovely shitty panties... Oh, fuuuuck Chloe...” Megan wasn't done, and kept riding Chloe's mess. Moving Chloe's panties aside a bit, Megan put her clit against Chloe's upper ass crack, smearing the shit around her friend's ass and her own hairy pussy. The smell grew strong again as she inhaled deeply and thought about the amazing feeling she had as her clit ground into a load of shit in Chloe's ass. Pumping strongly and getting more rapid, Megan orgasmed again, spasming her pussy into Chloe's shitty backside.

Topping off her second orgasm, Megan found she could defecate again. “...Chloe, oh fuck Chloe, I'm shitting... I'm shitting again... oh fuck this is so hot... pumping against your shitting ass while I fill my panties more... unnng... oooh... oh fuck yes....” Megan farted and passed another turd, packing the shit tightly into her bulging pants as she pounded Chloe.

The two collapsed onto the floor, Megan still straddling Chloe's shitty panty-covered ass and laying heavily on her panting friend's back. Breathing softly and relaxing, they dozed lightly, visited by sights and smells of wet, unwashed pussies and ripe, raw asses...

The women eventually roused with their panties filled with shit. A quick trip to the bathroom to clean and shower found both women unable to poo more and looking for some rest. They cuddled happily in Chloe's bed, and soon drifted away.