Posted by Skids on January 27, 2004 at 12:33 [69.140.107.60]
Story of Becky and Kelly – Part Four
Sunday afternoon, after church and a nice lunch with her parents, Kelly drove back to the campus. Becky popped in and out of the room as she ran errands and then went for a swim at the student center pool. Kelly finished up her reading and her other homework for upcoming classes.
After dinner the girls returned to their room and hung out there with some friends on the hall. As the evening wore on and the other girls drifted away Becky and Kelly prepared to go to bed. Even though they had been very intimate with each other and had become good friends they still gave each other a lot of privacy as they changed – life in a college girls dorm, even when there is a sexual relationship, is not like the porn movies with constant nakedness and action!
As they lay in bed before turning out the lights Kelly asked Becky what she had done over the weekend. Becky talked about her studying and then told her about a boy: “At the pool I talked to a guy named Ricky. He’s a freshman and on the swimming team. He seemed pretty nice.”
“What does he look like?”
“He’s pretty much my height and thin – I guess you have to be thin to be a good fast swimmer. The swimmers all shave their legs and stuff – he has no hair on his body that I could see! Not even on his arms. He was wearing one of those little bikini Speedo suits that the team wears. I’ll bet he only shaves his face once a week or so – he looks youngish, but he’s 18. So, what did you do at home? Did you see your old high school friends?”
Kelly smiled and said “Let me show you something.” She stood up and turned toward Becky and slowly pulled down her polka-dotted pajama bottoms.
“Awesome, girl! Do you like the way it feels? I’ve been doing it for two years and I still love the sensations I get.”
“I love it so far. I’ve been rubbing some lotion down there in the mornings so that as the hair starts to regrow it won’t itch. But I’m going to re-shave it every week so it won’t ever really grow again.”
“Let me see the back. Did you get it all?”
Kelly turned around and bent over and pulled apart her cheeks. Becky came over to see and turned her around a bit to let the light shine on the subject. “You did get it all! Not a hair to be found.” Impulsively Becky bent over and gave her a kiss on the ass, almost on her asshole. Kelly giggled and pulled up her pajama bottoms.
Kelly decided to tell Becky about the rest of her dirty deeds. “I was all alone in the house on Saturday night and I got, like, restless, you know? And then I needed to poop. Soooo . . . I pooped in my panties! I knew I liked not wiping and feeling dirty sometimes but I was a little worried about the mess of doing the whole thing in my pants. But it felt soo warm and squishy and dirty. I didn’t even notice the smell very much at all either. It was fun! I even gave doing it a name – I call it doing a ‘grand poopola’! ”
“Really? A ‘grand poopola’ sounds like fun.” Becky was tingling again. “Maybe you could show me how to do it sometime soon?”
“Sure. It might be fun to do it together. I would like to see you in really messy panties.”
After that idea sank in for both girls (both were getting juicy pants thinking about it) Kelly once again took the lead: “You know, I thought it was kind of cool that you wanted to be spanked with your paddle the other day too. So, I gave myself a spanking with a ruler at home. I liked the warm tingling feeling when I was done, but I think that it would be a lot more interesting to have someone else do the spanking. Would you do that for me too?”
Becky reached for her clit under her nightgown and began to rub hard. “Sure, I’d love to! And I’ll want one too!”
“OK! I can hardly wait! How did you get into that? And why did you count the spanks and say ‘thank you ma’am’?”
Becky continued to rub her clit softly. “You know I was never, ever, spanked at home. I went to a boarding school for girls for high school where they called it ‘corporal punishment’ – spankings, paddlings, and canings were the way they enforced the rules. If it was a minor rule or you were generally a good kid they usually did it in the principal’s office. If it was a big rule or a rule they were making a big deal out of for awhile or you were always in trouble – then they gave it to you in front of the whole school! Bare-assed always! And you had to count them and say thank you or else they started all over again!”
After a pause Becky continued. “I only got it in front of the whole school once. Just about the only time I ever cheated, I copied a term paper from the Internet and they found out because another kid handed in the same one (!!), they had me and her up on the stage in front of all the other girls and teachers – including the men. We had to take off our skirts and panties and spread our legs so that they could tie our ankles to the restraints. Then they bent us over the bar. I never felt so exposed in my life! My asshole and pussy and everything for everybody to see. Anyway – I got 12 strokes of the cane really hard. It hurt an awful lot and I had welts on my ass for days.”
Becky picked up the pace of her clit-rubbing and went on. “After I got used to it the light spankings and paddlings became normal. We girls in the hall would even sometimes use it to enforce our own rules (like not telling on one another, being mean and stuff). After we were supposed to be in bed and the monitor left we would sometimes take care of our ‘problem’ girls ourselves. And sure enough, by the time I was a senior I liked to spank and be spanked – we were too afraid of being called ‘gay’ to have any kind of sex with one another and the spankings, always on the bare bottom, became our substitute. I had orgasms practically every week from spanking the others or getting one myself.” And with those fond memories flooding back Becky came!
The next day Becky and Kelly went over to the Walmart in town to do some shopping. As they passed the girl’s and women’s underwear section Kelly paused and Becky noticed. Kelly said: “One of the things I found over the weekend is that little girly type panties were a big part of enjoying all of the things I did. Let’s get some panties like these ones with cartoon characters on them – just so they fit and leave enough room for you know what!” Each found a package of panties that fit the bill – so different from the sexier thongs and other things they normally wore. As they passed the men’s underwear section both stopped again. Without saying a word they picked up a 3 pack of men’s small white briefs. “They must be so weird to wear, I want to try them” each thought, without knowing what the other was thinking!
During the week both girls were attentive to their studies, their other friends, and to all of the things that life requires. From time to time both thought about their intentions to get together to poop and spank and they looked forward to it – but there was a real problem – where could they do it? The need to clean up ruled out the dorm because it only had public bathrooms. Neither set of parents could be counted on to leave their homes for a long enough time on a weekend. Then Becky remembered that the state park near her home had a remote cabin (with a shower) that they rented out. Kelly agreed and they called and reserved the cabin for that weekend – it was the last weekend that it would be available until spring. Talk about good timing! They agreed – it was a very good omen.
They drove up late that Saturday morning and dropped their stuff at the cabin. There were people in other parts of the park but not at the end where the cabin was. It was a warm fall day, the leaves just beginning to change colors. A light breeze was blowing and most of the bugs were gone.
They went for a long walk together and enjoyed the views from the trails. They had a cookout for dinner in the barbecue pit that was provided – chicken, potatoes, corn on the cob. All in all a very pleasant day, yet both girls were eager to get to the business that they had come for!
They decided to play strip poker in the clearing near the cabin. They had walked around enough to be pretty sure that no-one was in the area, though it added to their sense of excitement knowing that there was always the remote possibility that someone would see them. Being undressed outdoors always seems a lot more fun anyway. Even though they had had sex together once and seen each other’s bodies some the idea of strip poke was also exciting. The idea of slowly undressing outdoors really appealed to them. The rules included: shoes and socks don’t count (they took those off before starting), only shirts, bras, shorts and panties would count, and when you got down to panties you got a choice – take them off and be spanked or leave them on and do a ‘grand poopola’ in them.
Neither girl had ever been much of a poker player and their understandings of the scoring of the game were very vague. Three of something beat two of something they knew. Two of a high card beat two of a low card. They knew you could throw down some cards and be dealt some replacements. That was about it.
They played two hands before they agreed that Kelly had a losing one and she removed her shirt.
Three hands later they agreed that Kelly had lost another one and she removed her bra. She tingled with the excitement of having bare boobs outside and she looked all around before she took it off. The light breeze tickled her titties and felt really good.
Kelly’s losing streak ended with the next hand and Becky took off her shirt. But then Kelly lost again. Once again she studied the woods around the clearing and then quickly took off her shorts and sat back down with just her panties on. She felt very exposed and all of her body thrilled in doing something so different.
Becky teased Kelly about being ready for a decision but it was Becky who lost the next two hands in a row. Soon she too was sitting in just her panties!
Both girls were sexually excited by the situation – the crotches of their panties were damp and the dampness was obvious to the other sitting close but across. The scent of sex was in the air. The cards were dealt, each drew some more, and no clear winner was obvious. They dealt them again and this time – Becky won! Kelly had a choice to make. “I’ll take my panties off and have a spanking please!”
“Good choice!”
Kelly slid them down quickly and tossed them onto her pile of clothes. Becky instructed her: “Go over to the tree there, spread your legs, and bend pretty far over. I’m going to make you wait for a minute or two in anticipation of your spanking, I’ll get the leather paddle and come over. Since this is your first real spanking I’m going to start with light spanks and then get harder and harder. It’s OK to cry if you want to or to call out. I’ll stop when I think you have had enough or if you say the safe word. Let’s make the safe word be ‘poopola’ – say it if you have really had enough and want me to stop. OK?” Kelly was too excited about what was going to happen to speak, she nodded yes and took up the position.
Becky watched Kelly and waited. She knew that Kelly’s excitement would only increase with a few minutes of waiting for the spanking. Then she got the paddle and walked over to Kelly. She slightly re-positioned Kelly – widening her legs and deepening the bend until she was completely exposed. She began the paddling with very light spanks – mere taps really. She spanked quickly though, from one cheek to the other, in a rhythm. She gave a few light taps to the insides of her thighs and another few on her exposed labia. Kelly softly groaned with pleasure. Gradually Becky increased the intensity of the spanks. Kelly moaned with pleasure as her bottom warmed. She desperately wanted to rub her clit but knew not to remove her hands from the tree as she had been told. Then Becky stopped. “Your ass is a beautiful shade of medium pink right now – I could just lick it and love it for an hour. But it’s time to get serious. Are you ready for some hard ones you bad girl?” Kelly responded: “God yes! Beat my bad little girl ass good!”
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Again and again Becky brought the paddle to Kelly’s reddening ass cheeks. After 20 she paused to catch her breath. “How many more do you need?” Kelly was also gasping. “10 more please, as hard as you can!” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! came the finishing blows. Becky dropped the paddle and showered kisses on the red ass in front of her. Kelly finally stood up, touched her own clit, and came – falling into Becky’s open arms. The girls embraced for a few minutes while Kelly’s orgasm faded away. “WOW” she said, exhausted. “I have never ever had an orgasm like that before!”
They suspended the strip poker game for a bit and Kelly just walked about a bit. Then she put her panties back on and sat down again with Becky.
Kelly lost the next hand but they both pretended that she hadn’t. They played another and this time Becky lost. Her turn! “Well, I think I want to try the ‘grand poopola’ you’ve been talking about! I haven’t pooped yet today and I think I’m able to now.”
Kelly got up and loosened Becky’s panties. “You need to leave some room for the poo to come out. You can bend over or squat down or just stand up – whatever feels right for you. Just make sure that I get a good view!”
Becky said: “Well, here goes! I warn you though – my poop can really smell sometimes!”
“Don’t worry. One – we’re outside. Two – you only notice it for a minute!”
Becky’s deep summer tan had faded some but still her body was a nice light brown and contrasted with the white panties she had on. She bent over slightly and began to push – and immediately squirted out some pee. The pee wet the crotch of her panties and a few drops dripped to the ground below.”
“I forgot about that” Kelly said. “Why not just pee you panties now?”
Becky relaxed and after a pause a steady stream of pee-pee ran from her crotch. A small stream ran down her right leg as well. “That feels good!” she said, almost surprised. Her now fully wet panties clung to her body. She moved hands all over them, feeling first the warmth of the pee and then the dampness.
Once again she bent over slightly and began to strain to ease the poo-poo out. She made quiet sounds as she pushed. She rocked a bit. But nothing came out. Becky got a little frustrated. “I want to go, I think I have to go, but I just can’t!”
Kelly reassured her. “Relax! We are so used to not going when there’s something on our butts that it takes some time to get over that. Maybe this will help.” Kelly licked her index finger, tugged down Becky’s panties, and slowly and gently eased it into Becky’s tight little asshole. “That feels good.” Slowly Becky relaxed her sphincter and Kelly probed deeper and deeper. She soon had the finger almost all the way in and then encountered Becky’s turd. “It’s right here honey, just relax and it will be on its way.”
Kelly left Becky’s panties halfway down her thighs. “Get it started and pull your panties up once it starts coming out.”
“OK, here goes.” She was clearly more relaxed now. “Here it comes!” She reached down and pulled her panties up, leaving some room in the seat. Now they felt cold and damp. Becky kept the pressure on and soon a long dark smelly turd curled and balled in the seat of her panties. Becky kept pushing and managed to add a bit more and then declared “That’s it. It’s nice and warm isn’t it?” She smeared the warm shit across her ass with a circular motion. She walked about the clearing feeling the poo between her cheeks and then, backside pointed at Kelly, pulled down her panties enough to show her the mess she had made.
Kelly responded by standing up and filling her panties as well. The two girls came together and hugged. Their breasts cuddled together, each with their hands on the others shit filled rear ends. “That feels so good when you do that!” they each said at the same time, then laughing together. “We are two stinky and bad little girls, aren’t we?” said Becky. “You’ve already had your spanking but I need mine. Let’s play a bit more, clean up and then you can teach me a lesson!”
They decided to take off their poopy panties and have a little race around the clearing. They just threw the dirty panties into the garbage bag and ran around the clearing – the big chunks of poop falling off right away and little bits of it flying as they played. Being clean shaven front, back and under meant that their poop did not cling as tenaciously as it might have. Still, they WERE dirty and stinky girls as they headed inside for the shower.
They got in together and rinsed their backsides thoroughly, then used lots of soap and a washcloth to clean each other up. Each got ‘inspected’ carefully when they were done. As much soap as they had used, their skin still had a very slight and not unpleasant poopy aroma. Kelly put on panties and a bra but Becky stayed naked.
Kelly had had enough spanking instruction to no longer need any help. She knew that Becky needed and wanted a serious spanking and she took charge. “You’ve been a VERY bad little girl Becky. I’m going to use the belt on you and you will never forget the spanking you’re about to receive! How many do you deserve?”
“Forty hard ones with the belt ma’am. I’m sorry I pooped in my panties like a little girl. Teach me a lesson with forty hard stripes from that big leather belt you have in your hand.”
“Count them then, and if you miss one, we’ll start all over again!”
TWHAP! Kelly handled the belt as if she had been using one to whip young girls all of her life. She had wrapped the buckle end around her hand to get just enough length in the remainder for optimal striking power. She had brought the strap across Becky’s bottom just right and immediately a light red outline of the belt appeared. Becky failed to count.
THWAP! Kelly struck her again. “Two, thank you ma’am” said Becky. “NO! That’s one, you didn’t count before!”
THWAP! again and again. Becky counted carefully and as hard as Kelly was swinging still reached out with her butt to meet the punishing belt.
When it was over Kelly was hot with excitement – she found to her surprise that both giving and receiving spankings were extremely rewarding. Becky had her legs wide open and her dripping wet sex on display. Before she could stand and turn Kelly was between her throbbing hot red cheeks with soft little kisses. Without hesitation, without thought, Kelly thrust her tongue deep into Becky’s asshole. “YES, YES, YES” from Becky. They re-arranged a moment later in bed. Neither had ever eaten out another girl but they went at it like pros, knowing where to touch, to pull, to suck, to lick. “I love you” said Becky. “I love YOU” said Kelly. And then each went back to work.
STAY TUNED, MORE TO COME.