****** The Breakdown by Stu Bers ******
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The Breakdown


Jen came into our lives in a round about way. Life is interesting at times. I
was driving home from work. It was beastly hot and very humid. Karen and I live
in not so of an out of the way place, but at various times, there are few
people who are on the highways. This was one of them. I was coming home late
from work. It's not unusual to have cars break down with cursing drivers by the
side of the road. I'm not up on my cars, but there was a sports car, a
beautiful red, pulled over onto the shoulder. It was easy to see that it had
overheated as the steam was billowing up from the opened hood. A woman was
standing there, hands on hips, screaming at the car. An excellent way to vent
ones frustration, but a horrible way of fixing the car. I pulled over to help
her, or at least take her somewhere. When I got out of the car, she just looked
at me as said, "Shit!"

"OK," I muttered to myself. This is a wonderful way of starting a relationship.
"Hi," I said. "There aren't many cars on this part of the highway at this time
of day, and to make it worst, car phones, for some reason don't work here. I've
lost a ton of calls here. Can I help you?"

"Goddamn car. I just took it from the shop two days ago. I've got to be in
Halthorpe in twenty minutes."

"You're in luck, I live there. Can I give you a lift? Where are you going?"

"I have an address here. I'm looking for the Stevenson's."

You know, sometimes God works in mysterious ways. The Stevenson, otherwise
known as Bob and Fran are good friends of mine.

"Let me look at your slip of paper. I know the area. I'll take you there."

"That would be kind of you. Do you happen to know them?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. My wife and I are very close to them."

The woman's ears perked up at that.

"If I may ask, what are you going to do at the Stevenson's?"

The woman turned bright red. I immediately stated, "I don't want to pry, I'll
withdraw the question."

"My name's Jen. I met Fran in a chat room the other night, and well, let's say
we have some common interests. We both have an interesting and rare hobby. Fran
invited me to visit so we could explore avenues as to how to develop our hobby
together."

You know, I've never heard a bigger bunch of bullshit in my life, but how do
you tell someone that you're going over to another person's house to eat pussy
and shit. I've known Bob and Fran for years. I know that Fran has no "hobbies"
rare or otherwise. I figured, the woman is in the car, I'll play her game for a
while, and maybe, I'd get lucky and get an invitation for my wife and myself to
join in.

"Yes, Fran is a 'different' kind of woman. I know she just loves to get dirty
with her hobby. I think Bob joins her from time to time. It's a family thing."

The woman's radar was working perfectly. "Dirty, an interesting way of putting
it. Do you know how long Fran's been into this thing? I'm not new at it, but I
don't want to come across as a rank beginner."

"Well, let me see, Karen, that's my wife, and I have known Bob and Fran for
about fifteen years. We've really gotten to know them over the past ten years.
So, it's been at least that long. Bob and Fran have invited us to join them in
their hobby."

"Have you?"

"Oh yes, frequently."

The woman just smiled at sat there. Neither one of us wanted to break the
unwritten code here. This was a very attractive lady. She was about 5'10" and
about 135 pounds. She has straight brown hair down to her shoulders-like Kristy
McNichol's in the Burt Reynolds movie "The End". From what I remembered from
her standing by the car, she had a nice ass, and I'd love to touch those boobs.

"So you know Bob and Fran."

"Yup."

"And you know them well."

"Yup again."

"Is there anything I should know?"

"Well, that's an interesting question coming from someone I don't know and only
have their address on a piece of paper. Let's say I've been invited to their
house numerous times and them to mine almost as many. I enjoy their company and
hold them in high regard. I know their hobby is rare, but I don't discuss it on
a routine basis, people just wouldn't believe it or more importantly, accept
it. Is there anything else you want to know, Jen?"

"And you say you and your wife join them in this hobby?"

"Numerous times. I can't count the number of times Karen and I indulged with
them."

I could see that Jen was about to burst. She was looking for the right words.
"Do you know their friends, Tina and Josh?"

I figured this was the time to burst it wide open. Some girl coming to
Halthorpe to meet Fran and Bob and mentions Josh and Tina, well, there's only
one reason for this trip. "Sure I know them. I've eaten Tina's shit on a few
occasions."

"So you're in it too!" Jen exclaimed.

"Look Jen, it can't be a coincidence that you know of Fran and Bob, mention
Josh and Tina and try to tell me that it's a gardening club you're going to. We
get together on a routine basis. Sometimes, we meet people over the internet
and invite them up. It's like a tryout of sorts. In our group, anything goes."

"I am so glad you picked me up! How can I thank you?"

"Simple, do well with Bob and Fran. From just looking at you, I'd love to get a
piece of you, your pee and shit."

"I can't believe it. What are the chances of meeting you? Are we close to their
house? I am almost bursting."

"We'll be there in two minutes. Relax. You'll have a good time."

We rounded a corner and I showed Jen their house. Fran was at the door. I
quickly explained what happened and Fran couldn't be happier. "Are you and
Karen going to be home later? If things work out, I'll call you."

At that, Jen kissed me full on the mouth, slipped me a little tongue, and
disappeared into Fran's home.

When I got home, I told Karen what happened. A few hours later, the phone rang.
"Get yourselves over here. Do we have a winner! I'll tell you about when you
get here."

When Karen and I arrived, the smell in the house was incredibly strong. We got
downstairs and Fran and Jen were covered, head to toe, with excrement.

"Stu, this girl is too much. Here's what happened. Jen told me what happened
when you picked her up. She wasn't in the house a minute before she stood
before me naked as the day she was born. You know me; I don't have to be
invited twice. We came down here and I got onto my back. Jen sat on my face.
What a delightful cunt she has. I started to lick her and eat her pussy. She
later told me that she told you that she had to burst, well, she has better
control than that. I was sticking my tongue in and out of her slit. She tasted
delicious. I flitted back and forth over her clit. She's a moaner, Stu. The
first time she came, I lapped up her juices. As I continued to suck her twat, I
could feel her coming again. She must have some of the strongest bladder
muscles in the world. Ever so slowly she let go with her urine directly into my
mouth. God it was good! She peed and peed and never, as it seems stopped. But I
could swallow it all. She peed so I never missed one drop. Then silently, she
turned around so I could care for the rear side. What an ass! I rimmed her hole
over and over. I stuck my tongue up and I could feel the hardness contained
within. Expertly, and slowly, she started to force the turn out. With about
three inches out, she stopped so I could bite it off. Not to coin a phrase, but
what good shit. Jen turned around so we could share the turd back and forth. We
sucked and passed back this brown nectar until it was gone. Swallowed by the
both of us!! Of course I wanted more. I got on my back and then the gates
opened. Jen let go on my chest. The odor was intoxicating. I couldn't count the
amount. We got playful and started to smear it over ourselves. She knows how to
treat a woman. Round and round on my boobs. She lined herself up and pressed
her tits into mine. The impression was wonderful. I laved her with more of it
and she back to me.

"I just nodded with my head and Jen went onto her back. I placed my box over
her mouth. With expert swipes, my ass was cleaned. I had a huge fart building
up. Jen never flinched. 'Just dump it on my face.' was all she said. And I did.
I didn't have to make a breathing hole. She just laid there-a wonderful pile of
shit on her face and she didn't move as if she were in a dreamworld. Well,
maybe she was. Jen motioned me to move forward, and the two of us kissed
through this pile of dung. Our lips met and our tongues intertwined with my
turds passing back and forth between us. Again we reached for the brown
ointment and smeared its goodness over us. She has a magic touch, Stu, she had
her hand covered in brown and she hit my x spot immediately. I can't remember a
first timer, well, at least a first timer to me who was so good."

"Stu," asked Jen, "would you be offended if I didn't suck your cock tonight? I
generally go the girl-girl way. I'll eat your shit, but..."

"Don't worry, Jen. We never force anything on anybody. If you prefer, I'll just
sit and watch the three of you."

"I think, for tonight, that would be best." Jen turned to Karen and simply
said, "Strip."

Karen obliged and reached out to caress Jen's tits. I have to admit I was
jealous of her. I wanted them. Karen leaned over and began to swab Jen's brown
covered areola with her tongue. Karen reached down and rubbed Jen's triangle.
Karen reached in with two fingers and started to pump. There was an incredible
reaction in Jen. It was if she had an instant orgasm. Maybe she did. Her warm
moans filled the room. Karen moved from Jen's breast to her vagina. As she
started to tongue Jen's box, Jen grabbed Karen's head and pressed it into her.
As Karen licked, Jen let go and discharged her wet elixir into Karen's face.
Karen drank as much as she could, but Jen's urine dribbled over Karen. Fran
came to drink and lick it off of Karen. Instinctively, Karen opened her legs
and Fran relieved Karen's anxiety. As we had finished dinner before coming
over, Karen was full. What Fran couldn't drink, puddled around Karen's buns.

"Jen," cooed Karen, "on your back." Jen quickly complied. Karen sat over Jen's
face. In no time, Karen's sphincter opened and a turd was immediately birthed.
Karen rose up.

"That's only the first one." A hard turd was sticking out of Jen's mouth.
Though she may not like to suck cocks, Jen certainly know what to do with this
piece of shit. In and out, painting her already dirty face. Then she reached
down and opened her cunt. Slowly, so she wouldn't break the turd, Jen inserted
it.

"Whoever eats me next will get the surprise!"

Karen pushed Jen onto her back again and finished her dump by creating Jen's
second face pile of the day. As with Fran, Karen came and kissed Jen through
the murky pile. Jen tightly hugged Karen and writhed underneath her smearing
her stained body against Karen. Jen reached to her cheeks and rubbed as much of
the offal over Karen. Fran reached in and soon, all three were covered with in
glorious brown.

Karen looked over to see her husband with his pants around his ankles,
vigorously manipulating his hard on. Just as the three women finished a daisy
chain, with Fran getting Jen's surprise, Stu shot his load. A new member of the
group was duly initiated.

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