****** The Charity Ball by Stu Bers ******
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The Charity Ball


Stu and Karen usually do some charity work for a large organization in their
community. This year they asked Bob and Fran to go with them for the major
event. This is a formal affair held in the afternoon at a huge hotel in the
city. It takes about half an hour to drive there and parking is always a
problem, so they decided to go in Stu's car.

The event was a great success. Many local dignitaries attend. The men were
handsome in their tuxes; the ladies luxuriant in their gowns, Karen and Fran
were no exception. Generally, the event is a place to see and be seen, but it
is certainly not noted for its food. The twosome agreed to an early exit and
out for dinner. Bob and Fran agreed ahead of time to stay at Stu and Karen's
house to make life easier and that way other avenues of entertainment could be
explored.

Dinner was lovely and the two couples were heading back to Stu's house. Karen
and Bob sat in the back seat and Stu and Fran were up front. Karen snuggled
over next to Bob. Stu glanced at them in the mirror, "Stop looking at my wife's
tits as if you haven't eaten all day." The four of them laughed. They knew that
an enjoyable evening was still ahead of them. Bob and Karen were kissing like
teenagers. Fran was rubbing Stu's crotch. A huge fart was heard.

"What the fuck, or better, who the fuck did that?" Stu asked.

Again, a look in the mirror told all, as Bob was as red as a beet. "Couldn't
you wait?" Then the smell wafted to the front seat. "If that's what the gas
smells like, what about the solids that created the bubble?" Again the couples
laughed and the level of anticipation heightened.

They arrived at Stu's house and Bob and Fran took their bags to the spare room.
Stu and Karen were making drinks for everyone. In fact, there were two of them.
The first was just plain old water. If they had too much alcohol, the rest of
the evening could go badly. They quaffed the water and then retired to the
living room with various alcoholic concoctions. One thing could be said for
Stu, he knew how to be a host. He was generous to a fault.

The couples were talking about local issues when Bob stood up. Bob hadn't
voided in quite a while and was ready to get the evening off on a good foot.
Karen was wearing a beautiful aqua chiffon gown, low cut in front that showed
her cleavage. It scooped down the back, but only a few inches. There were two
rhinestone clasps at the shoulder. She placed her hair up on her head and held
it closed with similar barrettes and pins. She looked stunning. Bob
nonchalantly unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out his penis. Without
comment, he started to urinate on Karen who was sitting on a couch. He aimed at
her chest and blithely raised the angle to bathe her face and hair with his
long discharge of pee. Bob came back to Karen's chest and aimed at the gown
covering her ample bust. Karen sat and smiled during this exhibition. When Bob
again aimed at her face, she opened her mouth to drink as much of his golden
liquid as she could. Finally, the source dried up and the stream stopped. The
urine created dark rivulets on Karen's gown. As silently, Bob put his penis
back in and zipped his pants.

Fran stood up this time. "Stu, lie down on the floor." Fran was wearing an off-
white gown with spaghetti straps. The front came straight above her bust and
dipped in back to about her shoulder blades. The two inches at the bust were in
similarly colored satin which was repeated at the bottom of the skirt. Stu lay
down on the floor and Fran straddled him. She bent her knees and began to pee.
However, Fran was not as successful as she wanted. A small stain appeared below
her crotch. She bent over a little more and the stain appeared at the bottom of
her gown. She thought she had totally missed, but when she stood and moved, she
saw a little yellow puddle in the middle of Stu's shirt.

Bob stood up and went to mix another drink. However, he bent his knees. Small
rips of gas escaped from him but no one knew of anything else. Bob stood erect
and wiggled his butt for a few seconds. Lo and behold, a small turd fell out of
a pant leg. "What are you doing?" Fran chided her husband.

"I took a small dump and decided to deliver the goods."

"Aren't you wearing underwear?" the wife demanded.

"Oh, yes dear. Boxers. They don't hold stuff the way briefs do." Stu walked
over, picked up the turd, and walked over to Fran. He spread the brown pasty
object over her chest. He reached under the satiny part of the gown to rub the
goo over her tits. Stu finished by wiping his hands on Fran's face.

While Stu was doing that, Bob birthed another turd. This one was much larger
than the first. After it wiggled out of the other pant leg, he picked it up and
spread the shit over Karen's chest and face. He too reached inside her gown and
rubbed the shit into her tits. He also spread the brown goodness over the
outside of her bra as well.

The girls were covered from the chest up in Bob's release. They embraced each
other, kissing each other deeply and collapsed on the couch, rubbing each other
and getting the excess excrement over each other's gowns. Stu had to have some
release and stood on the coffee table, unzipped his pants and shot his pent-up
store of urine over his wife and Fran. His aim was good, wetting down their
face and hair first. Gravity brought the urine down over the girls' chests. As
a complete gentleman, he also aimed at their busts sending a cascade of brown
down the inside of the ladies' gowns. Though 'not intentional', he shot a good
stream of pee over the bodices of the gowns as well. When he was finished, Stu
sat on the coffee table and rubbed both ladies chests and midsections over
their gowns spreading whatever landed inside their clothing, deeper into their
skins.

The gowns were a sight to behold. These gorgeous ladies with brown covered
clothing planning their 'revenge' on the men who ravaged them. Fran stood up
and took off her gown. Her underwear was soaked in a brown-yellow mixture. She
pulled down her panties, leaving her garter-belt on and squat over the coffee
table. Fran pushed out two days worth of shit. Now the men were still dressed
in their tuxes. Fran turned and took one turd and started rubbing it into Stu's
hair and face. She then took the second turd and did the same to her husband.

Not to be undone, Karen stepped out of her gown and added her shit to Fran's
pile. She started to undress Bob. Fran did likewise to Stu. As soon as the men
were nude, the four of them started to rub the ladies' stuff over each other.
There wasn't a square inch of the fronts of their bodies that wasn't covered in
brown. Stu took a small piece and shoved it into Fran's bush. He rammed a few
fingers into her twat making sure that a piece of shit was far into her vagina.
He then bent Fran over and put his shit encrusted tool at the opening of her
cuntal lips. With one thrust of his hips, Stu shoved his cock deep into Fran.
It didn't take long and after a few minutes of in and out, Stu arched his back
as his seed erupted from him, filling Fran's shit filled womb.

As Stu pulled out, Karen fit herself in and started to tongue Fran's full
pussy. She cleaned that box of all of the juices, shit and sperm that Stu had
put there. Fran was in seventh heaven. She had an orgasm and filled Karen's
mouth with her feminine ejaculate. As an added bonus, a small stream of urine
came out which Karen lapped into her waiting mouth.

While Karen was enjoying Fran's delights, Bob was preparing himself to enjoy a
decent fuck. He moved in front of Karen and rammed his shit covered tool into
her. This pushed Karen even more as she lapped and licked at Fran's hole even
harder. Fran had another orgasm as Karen's tongue was deep into her hole. Her
vaginal muscles clamped on Karen's tongue. Karen was feeling the beginnings of
her own orgasm. Her twat started to spasm which sent a signal to Bob who
unleashed his load into Karen.

The group was coming down from this first high. The weekend had just begun.

The group had cleaned up and put their clothes into a plastic bag to take to
the dry cleaner. (The dry cleaner was a close friend who participated with them
once in a great while so the stains were never questioned.) It was time to
sleep. The coupled decided that they would draw names for partners. It worked
like this. Four equally sized pieces of papers were cut. Their initials were
written on the chit and folded twice. The female guest would choose one chit.
It was the initials on the paper who would be her partner. If she chose her
own, she'd pick again.

So Fran picked the piece of paper and looked at it and laughed. Karen's
initials were on the paper. "I know we'll have a good time, but I wonder about
you boys," she coyly said.

"Don't worry about us. We have good imaginations."

The ladies went into the master bedroom. They decided to do away with
nightgowns and pulled the covers up. They held each other and kissed each other
lightly on the lips. Karen reached and rubbed Fran on the back. They continued
to kiss. Karen rubbed harder as Fran relaxed. Fran stuck her tongue into
Karen's mouth. Karen gently sucked on it. Karen moved her hand from Fran's back
to her abdomen and crotch. Fran instinctively opened her legs as Karen massaged
her mons. Karen cautiously toyed with Fran's vaginal lips and poised one finger
over the opening of Fran's cunt. Karen slowly pushed her finger into Fran.
"Give me more!" Fran moaned. Karen moved a second finger and placed it next to
the first. Fran again wanted more. And more. "Karen, I want your whole hand in
me. I want you to fist me. I think I can take it."

Slowly, Karen inserted each finger, giving Fran's twat time to expand. As the
fifth finger entered, Fran opened her legs as an acrobat does a split.
Gingerly, Karen managed to put her entire hand into Fran. "More," cried Fran.
Karen tentatively pushed her hand into the moist warm recesses of Fran's womb.
She was able to push her arm half way in. Fran was having orgasm after orgasm.
Finally, Karen knew it was time to take her arm out. Fran threw both of her
arms around Karen and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Their tongues
intertwined. Fran rubbed Karen's breasts and found her pussy. Karen had never
been fisted before. She didn't know if she could. She didn't know if it would
hurt. Fran sensed the questions and inserted two fingers. Karen started to buck
as the fingers entered and withdrew. Fran inserted a third. Then the fourth.
Karen was in rapture. Finally, Karen opened her legs and Fran was able to get
her entire hand into Karen's cunt. Karen orgasmed hard.

After Fran withdrew her hand, both women rested for a few minutes. But they
weren't finished yet. Karen started to suck on one of Fran's tits. She teased
the other boob with her thumb and forefinger. Not wasting any time, Karen moved
down and started to suck on Fran's cunt. Not to be outdone, Fran moved around
to face Karen's box and the two ladies were "sixty-nine"ing with abandon. Karen
peed into Fran's mouth. Fran didn't miss a drop. At various times they each
licked each other's rosebud behind the vaginal entry thrusting their tongues
into each other's hole tasting the bitter delights of the chocolate channel.

The ladies were tired, and at last, spent, drifted off to sleep.

The guys retired to the spare room in which was another queen-sized bed. They
had enjoyed the session just finished and wondered as to what was going to
transpire next. "Stu, I really enjoyed fucking your wife. How is it that you
two got into scat?"

"It's a long story, of course, but I'll make it short. Most people don't do
scat. As you know, I love to dress in women's clothing. I was dressed one night
and often, Karen and I will make love with me wearing my feminine things.
Sometimes I'll take a dildo and we'll use it on each other. Well, one night we
were a little raucous and Karen was fucking me in my ass with the dildo. When
she took it out, there was some shit stuck under the rim. She said, 'You always
joke about eating shit, well, try this on for size!' as she placed the dildo in
my mouth. It was bitter of course, but passable. She was amazed that I did it.
So I reached into my own ass and was able to bring out a small piece. I placed
it in her mouth. After that we began to experiment and we started to spread it
over each other. We examined our behavior after a while and decided to continue
it. We don't do it all the time, but we do love each other intensely. We've
crossed so many 'barriers' that we'd never go back. We are careful about our
partners and whom we let into our house. We re-evaluate from time to time and
we still enjoy it. I'm glad you liked fucking my wife and I enjoy reaming
yours. But I'm happy in my marriage and enjoy the arrangements as they are. How
did you and Fran get into it?"

"Almost same as you and Karen, but with a different twist of course. Our sex
life has always been active. But at first, intercourse was always vaginal. I
could enter from the front or back, but anal wasn't discussed. I don't know if
you know, but Fran has had three miscarriages. After the third, she was so
emotionally spent that we decided that we didn't want children. I guess that if
it happened, we'd accept it, but Fran doesn't want to go through that again. So
she asked me how we could spice up our life together. I told her I always
wanted to fuck her in the ass. She agreed. So about a year later, we were
fucking up a storm. She was on her hands and knees and I fucked her in the ass.
After shooting my load, she stayed on her hands and knees and to relax, I lay
down on the bed with my body under hers with my feet under her face. I don't
remember how we got into that position, but that's when it happened. I was
lying on my back in afterglow and felt something warm on my gut. I looked up to
see my sperm dripping out of her ass onto me. I commented about it. Well, not
to be undone, she said, 'Well look what else can come out.' and she proceeded
to shit on me. Naturally, I was in shock. We never discussed scat but there was
a certain immediacy now as a warm turd was lying on my belly.

"'Why in the hell did you do that?' I asked her.

'Something different,' she said and turned and rubbed the turd all over me. I
guess I was in shock and just took it. The smell was horrible and an
aphrodisiac at the same time. Like you, we discussed it and decided to try it
one more time. We did and shit over each other. Finally, we had the courage to
taste it and we continued from there. I believe that in one of those fits of
confidence, Fran told Karen and that's how the four of us got together. They
talked about it and told each other about our bi-sexuality. So what did they
do?"

Stu interrupted, "They came back to my house to try out their own bi-sexuality
and a rocket was launched." Both guys laughed. Stu reached out and stroked
Bob's chest and rolled a nipple back and forth in his fingers. Bob moaned with
pleasure and returned the favor to Stu. Stu leaned forward and took Bob's left
nipple in his mouth flicking his tongue back and forth without letting go of
Bob's right nipple. Stu pushed Bob back onto the bed and started kissing Bob's
abdomen. Stu kept one hand on one nipple and started to caress Bob's erection
with the other. Slowly, Stu worked down to Bob's crotch and licked at the
opening of Bob's penis. Stu teased Bob for a few minutes. Stu could feel Bob's
urgency, but then lightly licked his tongue over Bob's shaft. Bob was raising
his back off of the bed sending a signal that he wanted Stu to engulf his dick
in his mouth. But Stu continued to tease Bob. Finally, the moment came and Stu
lifted his head and opened his mouth and took Bob's dick deep into his mouth.
Bob exhaled in elation. Up and down Stu sucked on Bob's love pole. He moved
around and took each of Bob's balls into his mouth. Bob was being satisfied.
Bob squirmed around and without hesitation, took Stu's throbbing member into
his own mouth. The guys were enjoying a mutually satisfying sixty-nine
receiving and giving pleasure. Stu peed once earlier in the evening, and even
with a great erection, was able to piss down Bob's throat. Bob drank all of
Stu's nectar. Bob reached around and thrust a finger up Stu's ass. Stu opened
his legs as wide as he could to give Bob access. Bob withdrew his finger and
felt some shit on the end of it. He reached down and Stu sucked Bob's finger
with his own shit on it as well as Bob's cock.

Stu pulled forward to lave Bob's ass with his tongue. He managed to get his
tongue into the crack and start leaving amounts of spit which would be used
momentarily. Stu stood up and moved around Bob. Bob got onto his back and put a
pillow under his butt. Stu placed his cock at Bob's anal opening. Bob pulled
his cheeks apart and Stu slowly entered Bob's rectum. Stu slowly started to
fuck Bob. Bob reached down to play with his own dick as he was being reamed.
Stu started to speed up his thrusting. The scent of male musk was heavy in the
room as Stu increased his speed even more. Bob was whacking his own cock and it
started to spew its seed. The first shot hit Stu in the face and the following
shots landed on Bob's chest. Stu was excited beyond belief and shot his load
deep into Bob's ass.

Tired, Stu collapsed on the bed. His cock was covered with his jizz as well as
Bob's shit. Bob leaned over and took Stu's shrinking cock into his mouth and
cleaned it. But, by this time, like their wives, they guys were tired and they
fell asleep.

All four participants were happy knowing that the next morning would greet them
with more play.

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