****** Our Trip's Second Night by Stu Bers ******
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Our Trip's Second Night


Richard and I came back from our second night on our trip exhausted. What a
day. I managed to meet with the same group of people from eight in the morning
until four in the afternoon. Some of the people were as obtuse as could be.
Unfortunately, they were the bosses. The group of folks who really understood
was in the support positions. What is a person to do? At least I'll meet with
them again tomorrow and give them time to digest what we went over today.
Richard was more fortunate and made great headway with his group. It looks as
if we'll sign fat contracts, but what a helluva way of getting there.

We got back to our digs about 6:30 and as I said, we were tired. Karen took the
initiative that night. Well, I'm getting ahead of myself. When we walked in,
the living room was covered in plastic sheeting. Karen was standing over to the
side talking to a woman we were yet to meet. Karen introduced us to Cheryl.
Like Karen, she was gorgeous. They were both dressed alike-well, dressed is a
relative term you know. They were wearing identical "outfits": a lacy white
bra, sexy and lacy white panties with a white garter belt with white hose. Oh
yes, the shoes were three inch white heels. They took our drink order and
invited us to sit on the couch, which was also covered.

Cheryl lay down on the coffee table. Karen knelt by the table and started to
rub Cheryl. For a lady who told us the other day she wasn't into S&M or B&D, we
were surprised. She rubbed Cheryl's tits. She grabbed her nipples through the
bra and twisted what looked to me to be a 270-degree twist. Cheryl purred
through the experience. With her other hand, Karen rubbed Cheryl's pussy, soft
at first and then harder and harder. Then Karen leaned over and started to suck
on Cheryl's breast again, through the bra. All the time she kept rubbing her
twat. Cheryl was quite happy. The table was a simple table about eighteen
inches off the floor and was flat. I guess it was about a foot and a half wide.
Karen had no problem straddling the table and peed on Cheryl through her own
panties. Cheryl rubbed the urine over her as if it were the finest skin care
product. It was only then that Karen pulled her panties down for a moment and
squatted on the table over Cheryl. Karen proceeded to lay a load of excrement
on Cheryl's abdomen. After she finished, Karen rose, pulled up her panties and
walked over to a sideboard.

We hadn't noticed that Karen had set out some implements there. Karen picked up
an icing spreader and started to spread the brown icing over Cheryl's body.
Karen was careful not to cover Cheryl's clothing. I don't know why, but later I
took care of that. Karen slowly painted and spread her brown load over Cheryl's
abdomen and started on her upper chest and neck. I got up to pee, when Karen
told me to use the pitcher that was on the sideboard. Sensing what was to come,
I stripped my clothes off before urinating into the pitcher. Karen told me that
if I had to shit, I should do it on the tray next to the pitcher. Apparently,
she was a purist and didn't want to mix the elements. As a matter of fact, I
did have to poop, so I did as she asked.

Karen interrupted her ministrations to Cheryl long enough to pour two small
glasses of my pee into champagne flutes. She took one to Cheryl; they clinked
glasses and down the hatch. Karen then came and took the tray with my poop and
carried it over to the coffee table. With the spreader, she took a piece of it
and spread it over Cheryl's face.

Richard and I were amused by this entire incident. He too stripped off his
clothes. He was a little hungry and went to dine at the "Y." He pushed Cheryl's
panties aside and started to lick her cunt. Cheryl again, was very happy. I
wanted to help Karen finish with my poop. I took some of the tools left on the
sideboard and the tray of my solid waste. I wanted to paint too, but by
different numbers. I took a small dab of crap and started to spread it over
Cheryl's tits. The shit was soft and made a wonderful picture oozing through
the lace on her bra. I painted a thin layer of brown over this delicious lady.
I took a piece of excrement and lifted up her bra cups to actually get it into
her bra. Some of the shit started to come through the lace. It was wonderful to
watch.

Richard was finished licking her twat, and he pulled Cheryl down to the end of
the table and thrust his huge organ into her pulsating quim. It didn't take him
four minutes when he took his cock from her snatch and shot his load over her
gut. Karen grabbed it and milked all of the cum she could from it. I needed to
shoot as well, and decided to fuck Cheryl as I had already fucked Karen at
night.

I leaned over and grabbed the end of the table and put my dick at the edge of
Cheryl's cunt lips. Slowly I pushed my hips forward. I could feel my cock
entering her warm wet world. How good it felt! I was concentrating so hard on a
smooth entry, that I wasn't paying attention to anything going on. Richard had
come around and pushed my arms off of the coffee table. Splat!! I landed on
Cheryl. The icing that was spread all over her was now all over me. The pieces
of shit I had placed in her bra exploded all over my chest. But, being a man of
the world I knew what to do. Without hesitation, I looked her in the eye and
thrust my tongue into her mouth. At the same time, I increased my pumping
action in and out of her snatch. She wrapped her legs around my butt, and her
arms around my back.

I could feel something warm, a different type of lubrication on my cock. It
dawned on me that Cheryl had pissed while lying on her back. It didn't take
long before I blew my wad of creamy white sperm deep into her cunt. It was a
great shot. I was exhausted. The petit mort that happens to men after they cum
was especially strong. I collapsed on poor Cheryl. She could hardly breath, but
the excrement that was on our bodies glued us together.

Karen had gotten on her knees and started to suck Richard's cock. It didn't
take long for his resting member to come alive and stand at attention. I peeled
myself off of Cheryl and stood next to Richard. Karen took my shrinking dick
into her mouth as well. She licked the cum and pee off of my cock. Standing
side by side, Karen serviced both of us. Cheryl got off of the table and sat
next to Karen. Cheryl started to suck on Karen's tits. She rubbed her brown
stained face over Karen's boobs, transferring some of the color onto Karen.
Cheryl then pushed Karen onto her back and started a sixty-nine. Now only
Richard was left without any crap on him.

Cheryl and Karen were sucking each other's twats with abandon. They flipped
over onto their sides. Richard went behind Cheryl and I went behind Karen.
Wordlessly, we stuck our cocks into the women's cunts. I could feel Karen's
tongue on my dick as it rode in and out of Cheryl's pussy. I pulled out of her
box and positioned my rod at Karen's red ringed anus. Cheryl could sense what
was coming and spread Karen's cheeks wide. I plunged my cock deep into Karen's
rectum. I could hear her moan with pleasure. Since I had already shot my load
once before, I could pump for a while. And pump I did. My hips were gyrating
back and forth. I heard Richard gasp and saw him pull his cock out of Cheryl
and shoot his load over the three of us. Some of his jizz landed on my side. I
quickened my pace and with one last forward motion, sent my second load of the
evening deep into Karen's bowels. Our night had begun on a good footing. Who
knew what else would transpire later on?

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