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Subject: {ASSM} The Teacher, Part 2 (Scat, watersports, ff incest)
Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2000 20:10:16 -0500
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"The Teacher Pt 2"
Continuing story of lesbian and incestual scat.
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This story contains images of Scat, watersports, lesbianism, ff incest.
The Teacher, Part 2
By DurtyLady

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.

End, The Teacher, Part 2.


Any feedback would be welcome, especially from other girls with an
interest in such things.

E-mail me:
DurtyLady@hotmail.com
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