Newsgroups: alt.sex.fetish.watersports
From: an32893@anon.penet.fi
Date: Fri, 30 Dec 1994 11:06:20 UTC
Subject: Leslie and Lori (ff,ws,scat)

(WARNING: The following story contains scenes of a graphic sexual
nature. If you are offended by the frank discussion of sexuality,
minority sexual tastes, or body products including urination and
defecation, please do not read further. )

Feeling inspired by recent posts including the Time to Waste epic and
the recent Walking Home stories, I have decided to make a
contribution. This could be the beginning of many chapters in the
lives of Leslie and Lori, how many depends on reader interest,
positive comments, feedback, and suggestions. This story is fiction
and fantasy, written by a male heterosexual. Comments are welcome,
flames ignored. Enjoy, Bubba

			   Leslie and Lori
			       Part One

	Leslie and Lori had met while working for the same employer, a
large electronics firm. Leslie was a systems administrator in the
company computer center and Lori worked as a secretary for the VP of
operations. They met after individually signing up for the company car
pool program, it turns out they lived in adjacent apartment complexes
25 miles from work. Leslie and Lori began a two person car pool, since
they both worked the same hours, and soon became good friends. Leslie
was 26 years, 5'8," with a very attractive athletic figure. She had
short light brown hair which framed a beautifully tanned always
smiling face. Lori was two years younger and two inches shorter with a
model's figure, 38-28-38. Lori had long straight black hair, almost
down to her waist, with hazel eyes and a sweet sexy telephone voice.

	When they first met, both girls had recently broken terrible
relationships with boyfriends and were now perfectly happy to be
living alone, feeling free, and in no hurry to repeat their past
mistakes. Leslie and Lori would often stop at a restaurant for dinner
on the way home and sometimes take in a movie or watch TV together.

	On weekends, they would go shopping together, take in
concerts, or attend sporting events. Their relationship slowly
developed until they considered themselves best friends.

	The topic of sex would occasionally come up in their
conversations and they would tease each other and themselves about
"going to bed with your right hand" or "becoming best friends with the
shower massage." Although they would always laugh and joke about the
teasing, they each knew that since neither one had been in a serious
relationship in the last six months there was truth to the teasing.

	While both Leslie and Lori had always considered themselves to
be heterosexual, they had both had sexual fantasies involving other
women. Neither of them had ever acted on these fantasies, as a matter
of fact, they kept them so private that they would not dare ever
mention them to anyone.

	During their carpool to work, the girls would sometimes find
themselves snarled in terrible traffic.

	While only 25 miles from work, the trip would often take 45-60
minutes each way. Most of the time the girls didn't mind the trip at
all, since they had enough common interests to always have something
fun and interesting to talk about. Both girls were avid coffee
drinkers and always had to find a bathroom as soon as they arrived at
work, often one would encourage the other on the way to work "hurry,
drive faster or I am going to wet my pants." This usually led the
driver to tease the passenger by slowing down, pretending to stall, or
some similar joke good for a laugh. However, one particular day,
events were destined to forever change the intent of their teasing and
their relationship would never be the same again.

	It was Friday, June 17th, and it was Leslie's turn to drive.
She drove by to pick up Lori as usual at 7:00am sharp. Lori was
waiting for Leslie outside her apartment with a bag of home-baked bran
muffins for the office.

	Once on their way, Lori offered Leslie one of the muffins and
mentioned that it was her turn to bring in the treats for the
secretary pool, a weekly tradition in the VP's office. Leslie gladly
accepted and both girls began nibbling on a muffin and sipping their
coffee through well used travel mugs while the radio announced the
morning news. Leslie had on a loose fitting blouse and jeans while
Lori, who always had to dress up for work, had on a summer dress with
nylons and high heel shoes.

	Turning onto the interstate freeway, the girls noticed that
traffic was heavy but moving, until they hit the midpoint of their
commute, when all of a sudden the traffic just came to a standstill.
They were in the third lane of a four lane freeway with cars on all
sides of them stopped due to some unseen obstruction in the road
ahead. The radio news channel then informed them of a terrible
accident that was blocking all lanes of the freeway about a 1/2 mile
ahead of them with no estimation on when the lanes could be cleared,
it was 7:30. "Oh, great" exclaimed Leslie, "I am going to be late to
work and I had a meeting scheduled to begin at 8:00am sharp." "Don't
worry" consoled Lori, "we should be moving anytime now." 7:45 went by,
then 8:00, to 8:15 with still no sign of movement in the traffic.

	Lori had been squirming around in her seat for the last half
hour. "Leslie," Lori quietly muttered, "remember how we sometime
tease about having to go to the bathroom during our commute?" "Yes,"
said Leslie. "Well," continued Lori, "I have to go BAD and I am not
joking, I have already had three cups of coffee this morning and two
of those stupid bran muffins I baked." Leslie responded, "Well, I
can't get off the freeway, we have cars stuck on all sides of us."

	Leslie noticed her good friend getting more and more
distressed as the minutes passed.

	Finally, Leslie spoke up. "Let me tell you a story that is a
little embarrassing but I want to share it with you. I once went in my
pants while stuck in traffic, it was in this car as a matter of fact.
The seats are plastic, so everything cleaned up fine once I got home.
So if you can not hold it, you have my permission to go in my car."

	Lori whined, "But I have to poop, not just pee."

	"I have not yet told you the embarrassing part," Leslie
continued, "going in my pants got me turned on, the warmth and
excitement of it all. When I got near home I realized that I had to
poop also. I thought to myself, if peeing got me this excited, what
would pooping in my pants feel like.

	"I quickly ran into my house so that no one would notice my
wet pants. I ran to my bathroom and stood facing my full length
mirror. Soon the cramps started and I was shaking with anticipation of
what I was about to do. I bent my knees slightly and pushed, I looked
in the mirror in awe as a huge mound began to form between my legs.
The warmth of the spreading mass and my aroused state was too much, I
actually had an orgasm without even touching myself."

	Lori just looked at Leslie with her mouth hanging open in
shock. Leslie turned red after telling her story and seeing Lori's
reaction. "I guess I am just a real pervert, uh?" concluded Leslie.
Lori reached over, took Leslie by the hand, and said, "Well, if you
are a pervert my dear, I guess I am too." Leslie's eyes widened to the
size of saucers as she looked up to see a smiling Lori. Lori
continued, "I have been masturbating with poop and pee games since I
was 15 and until now, I thought I was the only person to get off on
such stuff." The girls looked into each others eyes and hugged, it
was not a friend to friend hug, it was a deep, passionate, lover to
lover hug, and each girl knew it without saying a word.

	"If I may continue my confession," said Leslie, "when I gave
you permission to go in my car, I had a ulterior motive - my own
sexual satisfaction. The thought of you pooping and peeing in my car
has had my nipples rock hard for the past 15 minutes, and the wetness
between my legs is not sweat."

	"Well, I guess I can't disappoint my best friend," mused Lori,
"besides, my juices have been flowing just thinking about what might
happen if we don't get out of this traffic jam soon." Both girls
looked at each other again, not sure what to do next. Lori made the
first move. Lori scooted over a little closer to Leslie so that they
would be in easy reach of each other. Lori then took Leslie's right
hand and guided it to rest on one of her beautiful nylon covered legs.
"What if some of the other drivers see us?" stated Leslie as she
looked frantically around at the cars trapped around them. "Don't
worry," said Lori, "just look straight ahead and pretend we are as
board as everyone else."

	Leslie felt better when she saw that everyone nearby was
either reading or sleeping and did not even return her glances.
Leslie's right hand instinctively made its way to Lori's crotch, while
Lori slowly moved her left hand to rest on the crotch of Leslie's
jeans. Both girls let out a soft sigh when their respective hands
first hit their mark.

	Lori exclaimed, "Wow Leslie, you are so hot I can feel the
heat coming through your jeans."

	"I can feel you too," said Leslie.

	Lori added, "Well in a second, it won't just be heat you will
be feeling."

	With that, Leslie started to feel the first few drops of
Lori's hot piss soak thru her pantyhose and wet her now probing
fingers. "Rub me," pleaded Lori as her piss stream became stronger and
stronger. Leslie's hand was now completely soaked and she could feel a
small fountain of piss bubbling up between her fingers. Lori had
unzipped Leslie's jeans with her hand and quickly slipped it inside to
continue its mission. Both girls began to moan and without thinking
began to rub their own rock hard breasts through their clothes with
their free hand.

	As Lori's piss began to subside, Leslie looked down to see
that a small lake of piss had been formed between the plastic seats
and Lori's legs.

	"OH BABY" squealed Lori, "I can't hold it any longer, I am
going to poop in my pantyhose." All of a sudden, PFFFFFFFT. Leslie
felt the hot air of Lori's fart pass by her working fingers and
actually make bubbles in the piss lake between her legs. Both girls
giggled, but continued to rub each other's pussy as if it was their
own.

	Finally Leslie saw Lori's face grimace and felt her bear down.
Her reward was a hard knobby turd trying to make a tent out of her
already soaked pantyhose. Leslie grabbed the emerging turd and smashed
it with her fingers through the thin material. A vocal grunt by Lori,
and the hard turd was followed by a huge volume of warm, sticky shit
which quickly ballooned her already tight pantyhose to the point that
Leslie would have needed three hands to cover the whole mound. "RUB
HARDER," screamed Lori, "I am going to cum."

	Those words sent Leslie over the edge as she arched her back
and her whole body shook as she rode the most intense orgasm she could
remember. Lori's tremendous orgasm was not far behind as she twitched
and jerked and fell over on the seat so that her head rested on
Leslie's still shaking leg.

	As Lori fell over the lake of piss between her legs slowly
drained back behind the seat. Both girls just sat frozen enjoying
their post-orgasmic bliss for what seemed like hours, but was actually
only a few minutes.

	Finally Lori sat up and kissed Leslie lightly on the lips, not
even bothering to look around to see if anyone was watching. Their
eyes met and all they could do is smile, no words could express what
they had just shared, and they both knew their relationship would
never be the same again. The traffic several cars ahead of them began
to move and they knew they would soon be on their way. Leslie spoke,
"I will get off the freeway at the next exit so that we can go home
and get you cleaned up. Then let's call in sick the rest of the day so
that we can make plans for the weekend."

	"Sounds good to me," added Lori and they once again joined
hands as they drove off.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.fetish.watersports
From: an32893@anon.penet.fi
Date: Mon, 9 Jan 1995 05:32:50 UTC
Subject: Leslie and Lori - Part 2 (ff,ws,scat)

			   Leslie and Lori
			       Part Two

	Leslie and Lori felt faint and giddy after their freeway
discovery earlier that morning. They drove back to Lori's apartment so
that she could clean up and pack some clothes. They had already
decided they were going to spend the weekend together at Leslie's
place.

	While Lori was packing, Leslie made a list of things they
would shop for this afternoon: Bubble bath, plastic mattress cover,
fireplace logs, Champagne, several large bottles of water, and of
course plenty of food for the weekend. Lori came out of her room fresh
from a shower with clean white shorts and a flowered tank top shirt.

	"Whatcha doing?" Lori whispered as she sat down close to
Leslie on the couch and kissed her on the cheek.

	"I'm making a list of things we will need for this weekend,"
replied Leslie. Lori peered over and perused the list. "Oh, you
naughty girl Leslie," were Lori's words, but her smile and tone left
no doubt that she was in agreement with the list and more than ready
to spend the weekend with her best friend. Leslie turned a little red,
but more from the excitement than from any embarrassment.

	"Let's go shopping" , exclaimed Leslie. Lori grabbed the small
suitcase she had packed and both girls headed for town. "I'm hungry,"
whined Lori, let's stop and get some lunch before we start shopping.
"Me too," agreed Leslie, "how about Mexican?"

	"Sounds good to me," replied Lori.

	So Leslie drove to one of the girls favorite Mexican
restaurants; Pedro's. Both girls ordered margaritas and appetizers,
followed by huge combo plates including tacos, burritos, beans, and
rice. With their hunger sedated, the girls proceeded to pick up
everything else that was on Leslie's list. Lori had secretly picked up
several adult videos at the video rental shop next to Safeway while
Leslie was shopping for food.

	With the list completed, the girls headed for Leslie's
apartment. Leslie had a large two bedroom apartment with a fireplace,
a large Jacuzzi style tub in the bathroom, and a beautiful view of the
city from her living room.

	While Leslie was putting away the groceries, Lori started a
fire, turned on one of the videos she had rented, and stretched out on
the couch. "Can I get you something to drink?" shouted Leslie from the
kitchen. "Ice water sounds good to me," replied Lori.

	Soon Leslie emerged from the kitchen with two large glasses of
ice water. Lori sat up and took one of the glasses from Leslie as she
sat down on the couch next to Lori. "What are you watching?"
questioned a shocked Leslie, as she stared at two lesbians locked in a
69 on her 27" television. "A movie I rented while you were shopping at
Safeway," Lori answered.

	Both girls were obviously thirsty as they drained one, two,
and finally three glasses of water as they sat on Leslie's couch,
stared at the TV, and watched several different beautiful women enjoy
one another in many different scenarios. Lori was resting her head on
Leslie's shoulder and they were holding hands when Leslie spoke.
"Lori, I have been thinking a lot about what happened this morning. I
have never considered myself a lesbian, but what happened between us
this morning felt so natural, I have to believe we should continue to
explore these feelings."

	"I was hoping you would say that," cooed Lori as she put her
arms around Leslie and hugged her tight. "What do you say we try out
that big tub of yours," Lori said with a smile. Leslie, who was
obviously nervous but still excited, mustered a quiet "OK." Both girls
walked arm in arm to the bathroom and Leslie turned the water on in
the tub. "Hand me the bubble bath," said Leslie as she adjusted the
water temperature and plugged the drain. Leslie squirted a generous
amount of bubble bath into the tub and the powerful aroma of potpourri
quickly filled the room.

	Lori quickly dropped her white shorts and tore off her tank
top, she was not warring any panties or bra. Leslie had never seen her
friend naked before.

	As she stood waiting for the tub to fill, she admired her
friends beautiful form. "You're beautiful," moaned Leslie as she
stared at Lori's perfectly shaped breasts. Leslie noticed that Lori
had shaved her pussy except for a small triangle of dark, course, hair
about an inch above her vulva. "Well, let's see you dear," Lori
responded as she helped her friend remove her tight jeans and blouse.

	As Lori unhooked Leslie's bra, Leslie's breasts seem to expand
and her nipples could have cut glass. Leslie had only sparse light
brown hair covering her pussy. "You're not bad yourself," stated Lori
as her eyes swept Leslie's now naked body. Leslie could see Lori's
nipples widen and rise as Lori continued to inspect Leslie's form.
Leslie turned off the water and was first into the large sunken tub.
Lori followed and they sat facing one another with the water level at
their midsection.

	Lori stretched out her legs and took two handfuls of the suds
and rubbed it against her breasts. "Wow, this feels great," sighed
Lori. Leslie splashed the warm water over her shoulders and slid down
so that the ball of Lori's left foot was resting on her pussy. Leslie
grabbed Lori's left ankle and began to rub her pussy against Lori's
foot. "I am going to piss on your foot," Leslie said. "Please do,"
sighed Lori as her own hands quickly found their way to her shaven
pussy. Lori suddenly felt a hot jet of water on the bottom of her
foot. "I am going to have to join you," cried Lori as she scooted down
in the tub so that their legs were intertwined and their pussies only
inches away from each other. Lori could feel Leslie's powerful stream
pound against her clit as she started her own stream.

	"I can feel your pee on my pussy," screamed Leslie and quickly
began to grind her pussy against Lori's. Lori noticed Leslie starting
to buck, and from her experience this morning, knew that Leslie was
near orgasm. "Wait for me," cried Lori. Both girls continued to pee as
they rubbed their crotches together. "Oh my god, Oh my god" screamed
Lori as she neared her own nirvana. Leslie slapped the water hard and
her body shook violently. Leslie's feet emerged from the water and
Lori noticed that her toes were tightly clinched and her legs were
trembling. The sight of her friend cumming so hard set Lori over the
edge and waves of ecstasy swept over her body.

	The girls moans of pleasure were soon joined by a loud
Frrrrruuppp, Frrrruuuaap, Blubbb, Blubbb, Blubbb. Lori's orgasmic
convulsions caused her to involuntarily fart several times. Large
bubbles floated to the surface of the tub and burst. "Oh my god that
felt good," Lori moaned, "Mexican food always gives me gas." "It gives
me gas too," giggled Leslie. Leslie leaned slightly to one side and
let loose with a mighty fart, followed by two smaller blasts.

	"Ahhhh," sighed Leslie as her large bubbles began to burst
between the two girls, Blubbb, Blubbb, Blubbb, Blubbb, Blubbb. "Ohh,
Wow," exclaimed Lori. "That felt neat, your fart bubbles tickled my
clit as they rose to the surface." The sharp, meaty fragrance of the
girls bowels quickly mixed with the sweet potpourri fragrance from the
bubble bath to create a strange yet appealing aroma. Leslie's comment,
"Smells like someone shit on a bouquet of roses in here," caused Lori
to laugh hysterically.

	"Let's go to the bedroom," announced Leslie. The girls slowly
climbed from the tub and dried each other off. Lori ran to the bedroom
buck naked and playfully jumped on Leslie's king size bed. "Wait,"
shouted Leslie, "let's put the plastic cover on first." The girls
removed the covers and sheets, placed the plastic cover they had
purchased over the mattress, and re-made the bed. Both girls were
still naked as they crawled under the covers and into each others
arms.

	"I love you Les," whispered Lori, as she cuddled close to
Leslie and looked into her eyes. Leslie's eyes swelled with tears as
she happily responded, "I love you too, Lori." Lori kissed Leslie hard
on the lips and then moved slowly to her neck and then on to her firm
breasts. Leslie's nipples hardened as Lori's tongue flicked teasingly
back and forth from one to the other. Lori's tongue left a wet cool
trail as she slowly licked down Leslie's hard stomach to the soft
flesh of her inner thighs.

	Lori's tongue continued its voyage, up Leslie's thighs to the
soft outer edges of her vulva. Leslie was going crazy, she felt the
inner folds of her pussy swell and open as if inviting Lori in.
Leslie felt a hot trickle of pussy juice run down to her anus and drip
onto the sheets. "LICK ME," Leslie grunted in a husky, trembling
voice. Lori moved her body around on top of Leslie, into the 69
position they had recently watched on the video.

	Without any hesitation, Leslie grabbed Lori by the waist and
pulled her down onto her awaiting mouth. Leslie hungrily attacked
Lori's shaved pussy as a starving dog would attack a plate of food. "
Oh god that feels good," shrieked Lori as she ground her hot pussy
into Leslie's face and then leaned down to continue her licking of
Leslie's soaked pussy. "PEE for me," cried Leslie as she came up for
air between Lori's jerking legs. "I will if you will," answered Lori.
Leslie must have been ready because she immediately let loose with a
powerful fountain of piss that shot a foot straight out before soaking
into the sheets. Lori immediately lowered her mouth over Leslie's
golden fountain and drank greedily while continuing to stroke at
Leslie's clit between swallows.

	While still drinking, Leslie felt Lori push against her face
and let loose with a tremendous torrent of piss which sprayed over
Leslie's whole face and completely soaked her hair. Lori's piss came
with such volume, that Leslie had to gasp for breath and swallow
quickly to survive the downpour. Leslie's mouth was pressed hard
against Lori's pussy when she actually felt Lori's pussy begin to
spasm in orgasmic bliss and Lori went rigid on top of her for a few
seconds. Leslie felt the familiar signs of her own approaching orgasm,
stretched her legs, clinched her toes, and shook violently as her
whole body tingled.

	Lori rolled off the top of Leslie, turned around and crawled
up next to her. Lori kissed Leslie softly on the cheek and said, "Wow,
that was probably the most intense sex I have ever had." "Me too,"
quickly agreed Leslie. Both girls just laid there quietly for several
minutes enjoying their post orgasmic bliss.

	Suddenly Leslie turned onto her side and announced, "Oh, Oh, I
have to fart," followed by a long squeaky release, skkkrrrrruup. Lori
laughed, "Sounded like someone blowing a whistle to me." Leslie
giggled, "I would love to lay here with you all night, but I am afraid
I must run off to the bathroom." "How come," replied Lori, "we already
have to wash the sheets, why not just do your business right here in
bed?"

	"Are you serious?" questioned Leslie. "Sure," continued Lori,
"I have done it before, it is very relaxing and feels great. As a
matter of fact, my stomach is telling me I will have to join you.
What I like to do best is sit up in bed, play with myself, and slowly
force the load to squash its way between my cheeks, up my crack, and
between my legs. It always gives me a warm cozy orgasm - trust me."

	With that, Lori stacked the pillows up against the headboard
and leaned back against them, sitting relaxed, almost straight up,
with her legs stretched straight out in front of her. "Come over and
join me," pleaded Lori. Leslie scooted up and sat next to her friend
in the same position. Lori slowly began to rub her lower stomach with
one hand while her other hand reached down and squeezed two fingers
between her legs so they she could reach the top of her pussy. Lori
suddenly let go with a series of small short fart bursts which were
muffled by the mattress, Frup, Frup, Frup, Frrruuuup.

	"Won't be long now," mused Lori as she looked and smiled at
Leslie. Leslie watched closely and started to rub herself the same way
as Lori was. Leslie felt her own cramps beginning to build. "I have to
go," cried Leslie. "Just let it happen," replied Lori, "give a little
push." Leslie grunted and pushed, she felt her anus press against the
softness of the sheets and then slowly begin to blossom open. A warm
turd slowly tried to emerge from her anus only to be pushed back up by
the weight of her body.

	"It won't come out," whined Leslie.

	"Yes, it will," whispered Lori, "shift your weight a little if
you have to."

	Leslie looked over at Lori and saw her bend slightly to the
left and open her legs a little wider. Leslie caught a slight whiff
from Lori's side of the bed and knew she had begun to shit. She saw
Lori increase the motion of her masturbation and heard her begin to
moan loudly. Leslie took her hands and pressed down on the bed beside
her buttocks slightly lifting herself off the covers. Her awaiting
treasure could now make its way between her crack and squished both
behind and in front of her.

	Leslie sat back down on what she had produced. Lori was right,
it felt wonderful, warm and cozy. Leslie began to slowly rock back and
forth on her spreading mound, taking the lead from watching what Lori
was doing through the corner of her eye, and continuing to add to her
pile every time she felt the need by leaning far enough over to allow
room for her to further release her bowels.

	When Leslie had finished adding to her pile, she looked down
to see that she had smeared shit everywhere on her ass, between her
legs, and she felt its warmth on the small of her back. Leslie looked
over to see Lori bucking wildly from a massive orgasm and slump in
exhaustion away from her.

	When Lori had fallen over, she uncovered a tremendous mound
that she had been sitting on. Leslie was so aroused by the sights,
sounds, and smells that surrounded her she reached over and touched
Lori's still hot pile. She unconsciously brought her fingers to her
nose to breathe the product of her lover, as the fingers on her other
hand quickly brought herself over the edge and the waves of her orgasm
racked her body.