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Jane and Mary, Part 7
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Subject: STORY: Jane and Mary Go Shopping (ff,ws,shit,consenting)
Jane and Mary had got up early that morning to go out and do some clothes
shopping. Over breakfast they giggled and laughed over the fun they had had
with Peter.
"God, Mary, we were soooo disgusting"
"Yeah... but fun eh?"
Paroxisms of laughter.
They were soon ready to leave and caught the tube down to the West End
(London, England).
They headed for Oxford street and entered a clothes store.
Mary whispered to Jane, "Look, my love, I fancy a bit of nasty naughtiness.
It has been over 24 hours after all!. Let's get something to try on and go
into one of the changing rooms"
It was early and the store was not that busy. Mary picked out a short
leather skirt and Jane a low cut, short black dress. Not that they were
that interested in the clothes. They made their way to one of the changing
booths. Inside they just dropped the clothes and smiled.
"So what now mary ?"
"What do you think?!"
The two women embraced, each rubbing a hand against the other's cunt
through their respective panties.
"Oh Jane, I can smell your pussy from here you know. Mmmmm... yummy!"
Mary slipped a finger inside Jane's panties and played teasingly with her
clit. Jane was very wet. Pulling out her hand, mary took a sniff at her
fingers.
"You stinky bitch Jane... don't you wash ?!"
They were kissing deeply now and Mary paused and said to Jane, "I think I
have something to leave as a present for these store people and their
customers!"
"Oh Mary! What if we get caught?"
"That, my love, is part of the fun!"
There was a low bench in the booth. Mary climbed onto it, lifted her
skirt, squatted down on her haunches and pulled the crotch of her red
cotton panties well to one side. Jane kneeled down in front of her and
gave her labia a good licking.
"Give me a drink mary, I promise not to spill a drop!"
At this request, Mary let loose a very smelly early morning stream of deep
yellow piss right down Janes wide open mouth. Jane swallowed and gulped,
allowing only a little to dribble down her cheeks onto the floor of the
booth. Mary's sparsely hair covered cunt was being held wide wide open by
Jane's fingers.
When mary had pushed out the last drop, Jane heard her straining.
"Nnnnnnn ...". Mary was pushing hard and her abdomen was contracting.
"Go on my love, yes yes. Go on!", hissed Jane, frigging away at her own
pussy through her panties and at mary's clit. She then moved her hand away
from Mary to get a good view. Mary was now leaning back somewhat with her
own hands by her side on the bench, thrusting her crotch outwards toward
Mary.
Mary's anus swelled. With each push, the bulge was larger, until the shit
hole opening began to gape just a little. On the fourth or fifth push,
jane could see the palish brown tip of what was to come. jane gave it a
gentle push back with her finger.
Then a bigger harder push, "GRRRR nnnnnnnnnnn ......" Now the turd was
well on its way. Mary's pale skin conrasted so wonderfully with the circle
of her anus which was now stretched to accomodate waht was clearly a record
breaking turd.
With more pushing, and jane holding the monster as it emerged, mary could
now clearly see for herself the enormity of what she was producing
"Jesus Jane! It's a prize winner. Nnnnnnnnn ...."
One final long push and the turd accelerated out onto the bench. It did not
curl, but simple lay full and more or less straight, a good ten inches long
and an inch or more in diameter for most of its length.
mary climbed off the bench and both women admired Mary's work. Mary pulled
up her panties and, bending over, arse to Jane, invited jane to press a
finger into her rear through those panties. Jane did this, pushing the
cotton of the panties well up Mary's arse soiled arse.
"I want these panties to have a good stain to mark this event my love!"
Both girls then hastily left the nbooth, threw the untried garments into
the hands of a shop assistant, and sped out of the store.
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