****** How I Became a Brown Girl, Part Two: Playtime Gets Me in Trouble by P.J.
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How I Became a Brown Girl, Part Two: Playtime Gets Me in Trouble


I recently took a look back over my 14-year journey into my lesbianism and
toilet play. I decided to chronicle my tales over this period of time with you.
I hope you enjoy them. Some of my younger days, I'll attempt to depict through
a girl's eyes at that age, so please bear with me. Again, enjoy!

* * *

That morning, after sneaking back into my room, I slept until nearly 1pm.
Sleeping in that cramped closet didn't help much, so I was simply exhausted
when I sneaked out of Mommy's room the next morning when she went to see Elise
out the door.

I was too exhausted to rub my pussy, which was itching to be touched as I ran
to my room and laid in bed, though the visions of Mommy and her friends were
the last thing that ran through my mind when I fell asleep.

I woke up with a million questions that I could never ask, at least not yet.
How did Mommy get involved in such wild fun? How long had she been fucking
girls? Did she want to fuck me, too? I spent the most time thinking about the
last question, and fantasies of Mommy and I fucking each other dominated my
free thoughts along with the guilt of having such thoughts. They made a
powerful, intoxicating mix, and drove my fantasies deeper. I wanted to be
Mommy's brown girl so badly, and her to be mine. Sometimes I'd even think of us
and an orgy of all the women that I'd even seen her with, and even those I'd
seen her talking to in passing.

That morning I made two promises to myself: One, that I'd find a girl, either
at school or elsewhere that I could play with; and, two, that I'd find a way to
seduce Mommy.

* * *

I had been going to all-girl private schools since 1st grade, and I certainly
had plenty of hotties at school to choose from. I decided the safest bet would
be to try seducing my best friend at the time, Haylee. Haylee was short like I
was, about 4'5" at the time, but she was a little heavier than I was, much like
Mommy. Haylee had beautiful, long blond hair, braces like me, and though she
was just starting to develop breasts, they were still pretty small, but still
bigger than mine. She had a big butt and big thighs like Mommy did and just a
little bit of baby fat. I wasn't the coolest girl in my school, but I was much
higher on the food chain than Haylee, who was sort of dorky and awkward

I grew up on Long Island, New York and there was a nice wooded area behind my
house that we used to like to hide out and have girlie-talk. I decided to use
these times as my opportunity to seduce Haylee. We were out there about one
month after I first spied on Mommy and Elise, when I decided this would be a
good time to try seducing her.

"Haylee," I said to her as we sat side-by-side on a rock, "I was in New York
City with my Mom (it was never cool to call her Mommy to my friends) and while
walking around, and I saw two women making out." I was looking down at my shoes
out of nervousness, but I got the courage to look up at her, "I hear a bunch of
rumors that girls at school fool around with one another."

Though I didn't know of any girls in particular who were fooling around with
one another, I thought to myself what girl's school didn't have girls who
fooled around?

It was still August and still very warm, so we were both wearing denim shorts
and tank tops. Haylee asked me what I thought about it and I said, "Actually, I
think it's kinda cool. I mean, we don't have any boys at school, what else are
we supposed to do? Besides, I think it's kinda sexy."

Haylee sort of grimaced, "I don't know, I think it's kinda gross."

I sensed she was posturing, only telling me that because if she seemed
interested then maybe I'd go behind her back and tell the other girls at school
she was a dyke. I used my best powers of persuasion and said, "Haylee, I think
you're totally hot. I mean, if I had to kiss a girl, it would totally be you.
I'm not going to tell anybody at school, I swear, I don't want anyone thinking
I'm a dyke. Besides, it'll be practice for boys."

Haylee's eyes opened up a little when I said that she was hot and she'd be the
girl I'd want to kiss (if I had to, of course-wink wink). Her bottom lip sort
of dropped, "I don't know P.J., I'm scared if anyone found out."

"You don't want to do it because you don't think I'm pretty, right?" I looked
down at my shoes again, acting upset. I thought a guilt trip would be a good
idea at this point, but I couldn't believe how manipulative I could be when I
really wanted something, but this was just the beginning.

"No," Haylee replied, "I think you're a hottie, too, it's just that..." She
paused.

"Why don't we try one kiss? It's not going to make us dykes or anything. We're
just testing it out, and we know that we're not going to take advantage of each
other like some stupid guy." I looked back up at her, and stared into her eyes,
reaching for her hand.

"Fine, fine, fine," Haylee sort of half smiled, but she was still pretending to
be half interested, "But you go first, you want to do this so bad."

I slid myself over to her, and sat between her legs, which were opened up. I
leaned in to her, staring at her eyes the whole time. I was so scared,
terrified, in fact. But when I really looked at her eyes, I saw that they were
sort of trembling. I realized she was not only scared, but also excited, so I
was relieved.

She closed her eyes before our lips touched, I ran my hand through her hair
before giving her a slow kiss first, and then I gently licked her lips. I
pulled my head back a little bit and waited for her to open her eyes. She took
a few seconds and opened her pretty green eyes. When she did, I looked at her
for a second, then moved my head back in to kiss her again. Our lips touched, I
immediately opened my mouth, which she did, too, and I pushed my tongue into
her mouth where we started really making out with one another.

We sat there for about a 45 minutes, just making out, it was perfect. She even
let me put my hands on her breasts over her shirt and she did the same with me.
All I wanted to do was take her home and do all of the same things with her
that I spied Mommy doing, though I knew that I couldn't, I was hoping that time
would come.

Haylee had to go home for dinner, but we were like two girls in love. She'd
start to walk out of the woods to go to her house, when she'd run back and we'd
kiss for a few more minutes. I told her to ask her mom if she could sleep over
my house that night, and she did.

She got to my house around 8pm and my bedtime couldn't come soon enough. We sat
downstairs watching TV while my Mommy was doing some work in her office. She
was constantly running in and out, past us, so we couldn't do any smooching,
but we would sneak a feel. It made the anticipation even better.

We ran up to bed at 10:30pm, my Mommy didn't even have to tell us twice. Haylee
and I always shared a bed for sleepovers, so it was no big deal now, but I made
sure to lock my door. We both stripped to T-shirts with nothing on underneath
and jumped into bed.

We started kissing and running our hands all over each other. When I ran my
hand to Haylee's pussy, she nearly jumped out of bed.

"Are you ok, Haylee?" I thought I'd gone too far.

Her eyes were bugged out of her head, and she giggled "God yes! Do that more,
that feels really good." She kissed me again quickly.

I said to her in nervous excitement, "Can we do this all the time?"

"Oh yeah, but I don't really know what to do, P.J."

I realized at this moment that the opportunity was before me, "I've seen a few
movies where girls did this (of course I was lying, I learned by watching
Mommy), Haylee, I'll show you. Besides, you'll be fine." I smiled at her and
began kissing her again.

That night we even licked each other's pussies to orgasm. I went first to show
Haylee what to do, and when I put my tongue on her pussy, she nearly jumped a
mile. In fact, every time we made love, she'd always jump when I first put my
tongue on her pussy, but then she'd settle right down. It was the cutest thing.

When I made her come, she pulled me on top of her, with me straddling her face.
She had lust in her pretty eyes as she dug her tongue inside my pussy. She
moved her tongue to my clit after a few minutes and when I started breathing
heavy, she kept at it, knowing she was doing it right.

I learned something about myself, which is true to this day: When I have an
intense orgasm, I will squirt from my pussy. I was so excited to look down and
have Haylee's face sucking on my clit that I had one hell of a wild come. I
felt like I lost total control of my body, like my orgasm had taken over. My
body started to writhe and my hips started to mash against Haylee's face. I was
fucking her face, and I grabbed her hair so I could jam my pussy against her
mouth. I remember having to close my eyes because they were rolling into the
back of my head. When I climaxed, I felt like my all the juices from pussy were
running through my veins and now they were exploding all over Haylee's face.

I fell off of Haylee after, and I took a minute to regain my composure. Haylee
was really upset because she thought I had pissed all over her, and, for a
second, so did I. I licked her cheek while she angrily whispered how much she
hated me for pissing on her, only to realize that what I was tasting was the
same stuff I'd licked off of my fingers whenever I'd masturbated before. She
was thrilled that she'd made me come like that.

Over the next year Haylee and I explored quite a bit together. Whenever Mommy
asked me to sleep over someone's house, I'd always pick Haylee's house and we'd
always play with each other when we went to bed. Our favorite thing to do was
to get in a 69 position and lick each other's pussy. But we both really loved
licking each other's asshole. One of us would lie flat on our stomachs, while
the other would spend an eternity tonguing the other's butt hole. I even let
her spank me with a hairbrush and put the end in my butt, which gave her a big
thrill.

Alas, one day as we were both checking our make up together in the bathroom at
school, we were alone and gave each other a quick kiss. Some girl happened to
have walked in at that very second and busted us. She blabbed to the whole
school, and, Haylee, being embarrassed, stopped talking to me, she wouldn't
even look at me in the hallways. I was embarrassed, too, but I was more crushed
that Haylee wouldn't talk to me anymore. I think I was really in love with her
and she was gone.

* * *

The whole time I was fucking Haylee, my education continued by spying on Mommy.
I would camp out in her closet, if I could, whenever she'd have a friend over.
Mommy really got a kick out of having women use her strap-on and fuck her in
the ass, and Elise seemed to come over with more regularity than anyone else.

I remember one time Elise had three fingers in Mommy's ass while she rubbed oil
on the strap-on when Mommy looked over her shoulder at Elise and said, "Put
another in, baby."

Elise just smiled at her and put her fourth finger inside.

"Ooooooooh," Mommy said to her, with her usual coo after having her ass opened
up. Listening to her do that gave me chills.

"Put on more oil, Elise." Mommy was practically pleading with Elise at this
point.

Elise took more oil that she was rubbing on her strap on and poured it on her
fingers inside Mommy's butt and onto Mommy's butthole.

"Baby, turn that thumb inside me and push your hand inside," Mommy begged,
"Spread me open, baby. Now!"

Elise did as she was told; she turned her thumb and pushed her clenched fist
past Mommy's butthole. Mommy grabbed the headboard, and her head jolted in the
air.

She was grinding her teeth like she usually did when she got butt fucked, but
her voice was deep and raspy when she said, "Fuck, oh fuck, you're ripping me
open! Yes! Yes! Tear my ass open." She was growling, and I wanted to jump out
of the closet and stop Elise from hurting her, but I realized that Mommy really
liked having her ass opened like this. She was acting like I did when I came
with Haylee, like something inside had taken over and made her writhe and shake
and want more. It was incredible!

I could hear her approach her climax and I watched her pussy as Elise fisted
her ass, sawing her hand in and out past her wrist. When Mommy came, her hips
bucked all over the place and Elise couldn't keep her hand up with Mommy's
shaking, so she was stretching and tearing at Mommy's ass even more, which only
made Mommy shake more. I could really hear her grind her teeth as she let our
incoherent groans and screams. She always ground her teeth when she got butt
fucked, it's a wonder she had any left.

I watched her pussy intently as her pussy juice sprayed all over Elise's thighs
and the floor. I was breathless.

After that, Mommy and Elise did exclusively fisting together, and she even did
it with other women, but Elise really knew how to work Mommy's ass and it was
Elise who I think she preferred. The other women would always take their time
and methodically, one finger at a time, slide their fist inside Mommy's ass
until their whole fist was in. Mommy liked to have her butt really worked hard.

Whether it was being fisted of butt fucked with a strap on, it seemed as if
she'd made love to these woman all night just for this moment. Of course, her
being ass fucked always ended with her sucking the dildo or fist clean, which
always had at least a little shit on it. Not all of the women that Mommy had
over were into shitting in Mommy's mouth, nor were they into letting Mommy shit
in their mouth, either. Over the year that I spied on her, the women who came
over the most were the ones who would fuck Mommy's ass, let her fuck their
asses, then shit in Mommy's mouth and eat her shit, too.

I also really began paying attention to Mommy's pussy and asshole. To me, they
were amazing. The best view was when Mommy was squatting over her lovers. I
could always see the way her labia would hang down. Whereas mine were tight and
thin, hers were fat and protruding, I can only imagine from having sex with so
many women. It was her asshole that really made me nuts. Again, the best time
to watch it was when she was squatting over a lovers face, preparing to shit.
She'd grunt and I'd watch her asshole open up, but her asshole would pout, in a
sense. Her asshole would bulge out and open up wide, clearly protruding from
her ass. This must've been from the fisting and stretching. I would dream about
just her asshole opening up like that it made me crazy with lust.

* * *

Mommy worked very hard, and sometimes wouldn't get home until 8 or 9pm from her
job. Playing the good daughter, I'd always offer to rub her feet. I would
always hold her feet in my lap while we sat on the couch. Naturally, I knew how
much she loved women's feet from spying on her, and I knew she'd love the foot
rubs, so I always had an ulterior motive. When I could, I'd press her feet into
my crotch while I rubbed them. One time, I nearly came while doing that, so I
had to pull her feet off of my lap or there would've been trouble. Whenever I
could, I'd also try to spread her feet as much as possible in order to peek up
between her legs when she'd wear a skirt. I came to realize that Mommy wasn't a
big fan of panties, because when I'd peek between her legs, I'd always see her
naked, shaved pussy, and fat, bulging labia.

One time, and I swear she did this on purpose, but I never asked, she was
trying to reposition herself while I rubbed her feet. She wanted to lie flat on
the couch, and putting her feet down on both sides of me, she dragged her butt
along the couch in order to lie down. However, when she did so, she spread her
legs pretty wide, while dragging her butt, giving me an incredibly clear, yet
fleeting view of her pussy. I quickly excused myself to run to the bathroom
where I fingered myself to a mighty orgasm.

After rubbing her feet a few times, I got particularly brave and kissed her
toes after rubbing them. I covered myself by saying, "Mommy, you have such
beautiful feet, I hope mine are as beautiful as yours when I grow up."

She smiled at this and said, "They will, baby. They will." I loved when she
called me baby, I felt like one her lovers and she was begging to be butt
fucked.

I'd also started the bad habit of sleeping in her bed. This started in the
winter after I'd been spying on her for a few months. I couldn't believe I
didn't think of the idea sooner. I'd always walk into her bedroom as she was
just getting to sleep. I'd put on my best sad face for her and say, "Mommy, can
I sleep in your bed tonight?" I'd always follow that with an, "I'm cold" or, "I
had a bad dream."

Naturally, she always resisted, but I was getting really good at getting my
way, first with Haylee, now with her. I'd pout and look my cutest for her, with
my shoulders slumped in my T-shirt and panties, which I followed with a mopey,
"Pleeeaaasseee?"

That always worked like a charm, and I'd run and jump in her bed and snuggle
tight with her. She'd either spoon me or roll over so her back was to me, and
she'd say something to cover herself, like, "You know, you can't do this
forever, you're going to have to be a big girl sometime."

I'd lie awake, waiting to hear her sleep. If she was spooning me, I'd always
reach behind me and up her nightgown (if Mommy didn't like wearing panties
during the day, she wasn't going to wear them at night), and I'd rub my hand
over her big ass. It was pure heaven, and my hand would always return to my own
pussy or asshole for a little attention. Sometimes, and looking back, I could
never believe I was so daring, I'd take off my T- shirt in the middle of night,
so I was just in my panties and snuggle with Mommy. In the morning, I'd always
say her bed was too hot and she needed to turn down the heat. Though we didn't
have a problem dressing in front of one another, she was never thrilled to find
me half naked when we awoke, but I don't know if that was from her being upset
that I was naked or that she was very curious about her own baby girl.

A few times, I even rolled up her nightgown as far as I could without waking
her, which would usually go as high as her breasts. I'd then take off my T-
shirt and snuggle up to her, rubbing my back against her breasts and my butt
against her pussy. It was divine! And if you thought she was upset with me when
I'd awaken with just the T-shirt on, she woke up with an equally guilty look on
her face when she'd wake up nearly naked, snuggling with her nearly naked
daughter.

She never made me stop, either because she really enjoyed it, or because making
me sleep in my own room would've been, to her, like admitting that she was
being turned on by sleeping nearly naked with me.

* * *

Like I said before, Mommy worked very hard, and sometimes for long hours. She
was also very social and loved meeting friends for a drink or for dinner, and
that left me alone in the house a good percentage of the time. I decided to
snoop through her room, and, especially the drawer that Mommy kept her strap on
dildo in. Under some of her underwear (I never understood why she had any), I'd
find her strap on, and she also had a double dildo and a small vibrator.

When I was alone in the house, I'd use the opportunity well. I would always
wait until I'd have to shit, then I'd undress (I'd stopped wearing panties,
too, like Mommy, which felt very naughty, especially under my school uniform)
in my room with my door locked. I'd rub my body with some of my skin lotion and
the put some on my fingers. Then I'd rub my pussy and asshole, sliding a finger
in each hole.

I would finger my pussy and ass to a quick come, though the initial orgasms
weren't intense enough for me to squirt. Then I'd lie on my back, rolling my
legs up by my head, with my knees next to my ears, and my back arched in the
air. It was sort of an awkward position, but I was young and flexible, and it
was the closest I could get my pussy to my face.

Being in this position, I always imagined being held down by a few girls
because I felt to helpless with my arms pinned, essentially. I'd always talk
nasty to myself, "Are you ready for my piss you bitch!?!"

"I'm going to soak your mouth, you cunt!"

I'd stick my tongue out like I was begging this imaginary girl for her piss,
and then I'd let the stream of piss go. I was always a little off at first, and
my piss would either hit my face or run all over my hair, but I really liked
it. I felt like this 'girl' was degrading me so much that she'd piss all over
my face. I would wiggle myself a little until my stream would hit me dead
center in the mouth. I loved the sound of piss filling my mouth, like I was
pouring my sweet piss into a glass. I'd swallow as fast as I could, and I
became quite good at not letting any splash out-though, letting some run down
my cheeks and chin was a major turn on.

I'd take my hands from supporting my back and start massaging my ass with one
hand, and fingering my butt hole with the other. Pushing with my shitter, I'd
feel my load make its way down to my asshole.

"Yeah, baby, this shit is all for you! You want to take my whole load in my
mouth, don't you, baby!?!" I really began degrading myself now, "Bitch, you
better not drop any, or I'm going to tear up your asshole for you."

I'd reply to the imaginary girl, "Yes! Please, yes! I'll be a good shit girl!"

Then my turd would slide out of my asshole, peeking out for me to adore. I was
transfixed on my shitter, wishing it would open like Mommy's. With the fingers
I'd recently taken out of my ass to let my shit come, I'd start rubbing my
shit, massaging it with my fingers. I couldn't take teasing myself anymore, I
wasn't much for self-control, and I'd give a giant push with my ass. My shit
would fall out of my ass to my waiting face below. I was sometimes lucky to get
it right in my mouth, though it would mostly land right on my face. Sometimes
I'd have to catch it as it rolled off, but I really loved wearing my glasses,
so if I did miss my mouth, most likely, the shit would land right on my
glasses, which I'd scoop off and put right in my mouth.

My fingers would immediately go to my pussy and asshole again. Two in each
hole. I'd chew my shit as I finger fucked myself. I was teetering on the edge
of climax from all of the teasing and anticipation, so my orgasms came quickly,
and they were always the most intense while I ate my own poop. I'd lie there,
all contorted like a pretzel, chewing and eating my shit, fingering my pussy
and ass, as my body would shake violently in orgasm. My eyes would always roll
back, and I could feel my pussy juice being squirted on my face, tummy, and
breasts. I'd come once, my orgasm would subside for a few seconds, and then the
second wave would hit me just as hard. Over and over again, I'd do this until I
was exhausted (which was about four orgasms). If I had a particularly large
shit that day, I'd never be able to swallow and chew the whole thing, because
I'd be too exhausted from climaxing so hard. I'd roll over on my side, limp and
exhausted, my fingers numb from pumping my pussy and ass so hard, and my mouth
still dirty with own shit.

Clean up was always interesting, because I'd have to wash my glasses really
good and brush my teeth and really dig the shit out of my braces. It was wild!

I began experimenting with Mommy's toys, too. I wanted to be an ass girl like
her, so I'd have to practice. I started small, with the vibrator. I made sure
to put lots of her massage oil on it as I'd slide it inside my asshole. It took
me a few times to get the vibrator in, I was definitely tight. Then, when I'd
do my ritual shit eating, I'd substitute Mommy's vibrator for my fingers. My
orgasms became longer and more intense, but my appetite to fill my ass was also
growing.

About six months after first spying on Mommy, I decided to graduate to the
strap on. When Mommy called one evening to tell me she'd be home late from
work, I took my opportunity. I didn't have to shit particularly, but I wanted
that thing in my ass, bad! I ran to Mommy's room, and grabbed it out of her
drawer. I ran back to my room with her massage oil, too, and threw off my
clothes. I oiled up my ass good, and used two fingers to open my butt hole up a
bit. I jerked off the fake dick with oil and held it on the ground so it stood
up straight. Squatting over it, I lowered my ass very, very slowly onto the
dildo. I felt the tip touch my asshole and I gently applied pressure to the
dildo, letting it slowly push open my shitter. As I pushed further, I felt a
jolting paint shoot up my spine from pushing too quickly. I nearly leaped in
the air, but settled down and went back to my work.

I worked my butt down on the strap on, again, this time gently inserting just
the tip of the fake dick inside my asshole. I wiggled my butt a little and
winced at the pain as it not only stretched me, but went a bit deeper, too. I
suddenly realized that I was pouring sweat, and tried to relax. I began imaging
Mommy under me as I squatted, her making me into her own little ass girl. My
pussy immediately woke up and I started pushing my ass down a little faster on
the fake dick. The stretching and slowly working the head into my ass helped,
but I still felt a shooting pain as the head pushed past my spread asshole. But
something was different this time: In my state of immense arousal, the zing
that I got as the head penetrated my tight hole was actually turning me on even
more. I felt this itching in my asshole, and the only way to scratch it was to
work my ass really good.

I slammed my asshole right down to the hilt of that strap on, and the pain was
so intense, but so was the pleasure. I started sweating profusely, not because
I was straining, instead because I was so turned on, feeling so nasty with this
huge dildo impaling my ass, and worse, imagining my Mommy as the one who was
fucking me with it. I was sliding my ass nearly off the strap-on and all the
way back down to the hilt when my orgasm hit me like a train. I started shaking
and bucking and I lost my balance, falling so that I was lying on my back flat,
with that strap on buried under me, deep inside my asshole. I slapped my pussy
and clit as I came, spanking them while my pussy squirted.

* * *

About one year after first spying on Mommy, my secret fun was about to come to
an end. During the afternoon, Mommy said that she was going out with a friend
and wouldn't be back until 11:00pm or so. It was a Saturday night at 7pm and I
had the whole house to myself for four hours. I called Haylee and told her I
didn't feel well and I did the same with my other friends. I held my shit all
day, and after Mommy left, I locked all the doors and ran to her room. Feeling
particularly naughty, I wanted to have fun on the same bed on which she was
going to have fun in a few hours.

I removed my clothes, dug into her drawer, and grabbed her strap-on and some
massage oil. I ran to her bed and tied the straps around the footboard of her
bed, pouring oil into my hands, I stroked the dildo and making it nice and
slippery. I knelt on the bed, with my back to the door, my ass facing the
footboard as I held the dildo with one hand. I was way too turned on for
teasing, so I just pushed with my bowels and dumped a good 5" turd into my
hand. It was brown and fairly solid, which was perfect. With my free hand, I
worked the dildo into my ass, wincing at the initial pain, which was so
insignificant now that I'd practiced so much. The zing subsided quickly as I
easily slid the dildo deep into my ass.

I held my poop up to my nose and inhaled its acrid smell, rubbing it around my
lips, leaving a nice brown coating. The shear nastiness of what I was doing was
too much and I pushed the shit into my mouth, forcing myself to start chewing
my load. My ass responded, too, and I started working my ass up and down, the
strap on buried deep inside my young asshole as I dined on my shit in Mommy's
bed. I was the picture of depravity as I fucked myself in the butt with my
Mommy's toys, on her bed, while chewing my shit. I chewed as fast as I could, I
was always that way. Eating like a madwomen, like I had been famished and I was
being served this wonderful meal. I was turning into a sick little girl and
that only made me fuck harder, eat faster, and come more.

I looked at the clock as I finished eating my shit, it was only 7:45pm as my
orgasm washed over me, and I was in for a great night. Being that I was all
alone, I started screaming like a banshee, which is probably why I didn't hear
anything downstairs. I really enjoyed spanking my clit while I came and with my
non-shitty hand, I spanked and rubbed my clit as my pussy squirted all over
Mommy's bed. My hips shook and I ground my ass into the footboard, wishing I
could jam that, too, into my naughty little ass, too.

As my orgasm washed away, I prepared for the second wave to hit when I heard,
"Paulina! (My Mommy is the only one allowed to call me that) What in the hell
are you doing?!?"

I can imagine the sight she saw, her baby girl, impaling her ass on her own
dildo, the orgasm, and the brown lipstick from rubbing my shit on my lips.

Next Episode: Part Three: The Brown Girl Gets Off. Punishment.


Attention: This story is based on events in my life, both fictitious and
factual. I have a deep interest in scat and toilet games, as a whole, and if
you're a bi-sexual woman or lesbian and are into the same, please email me at
pj_potty@yahoo.com

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