Posted by Narada Jagganoth on June 21, 2009 at 15:48 [67.175.201.146]
Part 1 is here:
http://www.wetset.net/pp-bbs/messages/104883.htm
Part 2 is below or at
http://wetset.net/pp-bbs/messages/105469.htm
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If I said that Mum was absolutely livid when she caught Rocky and me in flagrante delicto, that would be the understatement of the millenium. I don`t think a word exists in any language to describe how supremely ticked off she was. I totally lost my shit: all I wanted to do was curl up and die.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourselves?" Mum hissed as we desperately tried to cover ourselves. Clearly, most of her ire was directed at Rocky; she always blamed her for any mischief I got up to as if I was incapable of being a rotten little shit on my own without being lead around by the tits. "You turned my sweet little baby into a fucking Jezebel--JUST LIKE YOU!" She got right in Rocky`s face..I thought she was gonna slap her! Mum had never hit either of us before and I made up my mind that she wasn`t about to start that day. As her hand was in motion, I grabbed her arm and buried my face in her shoulder.
"Ma, don`t! PLEASE!" I was sobbing so heavily that I could barely talk.
"This is all a big fucking misunderstanding," Rocky said struggling to maintain her composure.
"Right. Tell me how in the hell I could misunderstand my daughters topless and writhing around on the floor?"
"Oh, come off it, Mum! It wasn`t like that at all. This only happened cos we got drunk!"
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" She lunged for Rocky at this point, but I held her back. "My daughters only "dyke out" when they get smashed! Brilliant!"
"Mum, we didn`t...!"
"Why the hell were you topless then, Racquel?"
"T-the brandy we had made us hot, so we stripped off to cool down."
"That was MY brandy, you miserable little...Nothing else happened? Nothing at all?"
"Fine," Rocky sighed. "We kissed a little. It didn`t go any farther than that." My sister is a master prevaricator...that girl should be in government. Hell, I almost believed her.
"Holly." Mum turned to me and I started sweating bullets. "Is all of this true?" I nodded, afraid to look into her blazing emerald eyes. Mum looked at both of us and slowly shook her head. "Both of you are lying through your fuckin' teeth. Shameless...an absolute disgrace to the DuBonet name. It`s a good thing your father ain`t here to see this, God rest his soul. Why do you girls think I`m home so early today? The neighbours fuckin` heard ya! Ms. Apasit told me that the noise the two of you made was loud enough to wake the dead!" I must`ve turned fifteen different shades of red. "Go on," Mum continued. "Dig yourselves deeper. Please, explain this one away if you can. And why you`re at it, tell me why the hell are your bloody knickers full of poo?"
I couldn`t take anymore: I did a runner to the bathroom and introduced the contents of my stomach to the loo. Rocky was behind me straight away, holding back my hair so I wouldn`t get sick in it. Mum continued her rant, but I couldn`t make out most of it. "For fuck`s sake, Mum, enough already! You`re upsetting her!"
"Oh, I`m upsettin` HER? Since when are you Holly`s spokesman?"
"Since now."
"Well, tell your client this, Racquel: I ain`t havin` this depravity in my house!"
"YOUR house!" Rocky scoffed. "Dad left this place to Lizzie and me!"
"The cheek. The unmitigated cheek! Oh Lord, what did I do to deserve such wicked, ungrateful children?"
I vomited again at that point. That was one of the worst days of my life(unfortunately, I had a day worse than that, if you can believe it, but that`s a tale for another time). From that day on, it became Mum`s mission in life to keep us apart. She came home early every day and barged into our rooms at all hours to make sure we weren`t up to anything. We never got any alone time when she was around. She even forced us into therapy to treat our genetic sexual attraction(the absolutely daft psychiatric term for incest). Since Mum was in complete control of our finances until we turned 21 and she threatened to cut us off until then unless we did as she asked, we had no choice in the matter. The therapy sessions were completely ineffectual: all the psychoanalysis in the world couldn`t cure our burning passion for one another. Mum couldn`t keep watch over us 24/7, so we were able to carry on. One afternoon, Mum was caught in a traffic jam, so we were free to screw with reckless abandon.
"You know, we really need beards."
I looked down at Rocky incredulously. She was resting on my left breast and gently stroking my 'Buddha belly.' "Mum already caught us havin` it off! Getting fake boyfriends now would be like shutting the stable door after the bloody horse already got out!"
Rocky sighed heavily before she spoke again: she was in the midst of filling her lacy powder blue knickers with poo. "If we get beards, Mum`ll think the therapy`s
working and back off."
"You`re right!" I grunted and
squeezed a HUGE poo log into a pair of my well worn white cotton granny panties. I had lots of silky sexy knickers, but I love the feeling of cotton against my big bum as I soil myself. "Mum`ll think we`re cured! Oh Rocky, you`re brilliant!"
"I know," she replied and kissed me.
We decided our beards would be Fusari and Ramajeet(RJ) Ardhanari. Their parents, Bhakta and Bavani, were old friends of Mum`s and business partners with our family company, DuBonet Industries. They were copper-skinned cuties with short jet-black hair, almond eyes, full pouty lips, and well toned athletic bodies. We met at a company barbecue; they asked us to ring them if we ever wanted to hang out or whatever. Luckily, they were between girlfriends when we called and were well eager to hook up.
On the night of our date, I took a long hot shower and slipped on my special knickers. Rocky`d found them on a fetish website and ordered some for us. They were basically panties, diapers, and rubber pants all rolled into one.
These wonder knickers also had a bonus feature: dual flaps that opened directly over the crotch and bumhole. Rocky and I gave them an extreme tryout on the day they arrived: we drank two big cups of cola and popped two squares of chocolate Ex-Lax. We drove to a crowded Chinese resturant in the middle of the lunch rush and sat down to eat. Before I got the fork into my mouth, my cunt and my ass fairly exploded. I could tell by the reddening of Rocky`s face that she was letting go as well. Neither of us had dared to poo ourselves in public before, so there was a genuine fear of being caught. We were relieved when no-one smelled us and the knickers held in all our waste without leaking! I was therefore assured that we could soil ourselves on our date without worry.
Rocky and I had several pairs in multiple colours. I chose midnight blue, slipping into the matching bra as well. I wore a strapless white dress with a v-cut top that plunged so low that my ample 38 EE breasts threatened to escape at any moment! The dress had tiny black polka dots all over it; I fastened a shiny black cinch belt round my waist to minimize my tummy. I completed the look with red pumps that had four inch heels and a little black handbag.
"You look good enough to eat," Rocky purred when we met in the hallway outside my room. She was dressed far more conservatively than I was: her auburn locks were bound in a rather severe bun, a string of pearls adorned her neck, and she wore a modest black dress that only revealed a hint of her bust and most of her shapely legs. She wore a small, unbuttoned white sweater over it. Her white pumps had six inch heels and she had the cutest white clutchbag under her arm.
"Oh my god, you look amazing," I whispered, kissing her vigorously. Hell, I practically mauled the poor girl with my tongue! The insistant buzz of the doorbell suddenly rang in my ears, but I ignored it and carried on.
"Liz, the Ardhanaris are here," Rocky moaned softly.
"Let them wait." I yanked her dress all the way down to her belly button and feasted on her ample size 34 C boobs.
"Liz...Lizzie...HOLLY!!"
"Fine," I sighed and pulled her dress back up. "We`ll finish this later."
"You bet your ass we will." Rocky slapped my bum(HARD!) and raced to answer the door. I took my time coming down the stairs so that our gentlemen callers could get a good look at me. Both of them were rockin` the casual chic look: t-shirts, blue jeans, and sneakers.
"Christopher H. Bidmead! Holly, your tits got downstairs two minutes ahead of ya!" Rocky chuckled.
"Fuck you," I giggled.
"You look fucking fantastic," Fusari whistled, his gaze locked on my bust. "Should we have worn our `Sunday best` as well?"
"No, you`re cool. Rocky and I just like to play dress up."
"Cool beans, Ramajeet beamed, directly addressing my tits. "Let`s roll."
We ran into Mum on our way out. "You remember Fusari and Ramajeet, right?" I was amused by her gobsmacked expression. At the mention of his name, Fusari put his arm around my waist. His touch sent a surge of electricity through my body.
"They`re our dates!" Rocky announced, gamely squeezing Fusari and RJ`s firm buttocks. They tried to greet Mum, but Rocky shoved them past her. "Stow the formalities, boys. Were gonna be late!"
Before I hurried after them, I winked at Mum and said "Don`t wait up!" We all bundled into Fusari`s sleek cherry red sportscar; I rode shotgun. Two seconds after we pulled out of the driveway, Rocky and Ramajeet started making out in the backseat! I was totally jealous.
"Damn, that sister of yours moves fast, doesn`t she?" Fusari laughed, watching the action through the rearview mirror.
"She is quite the little slut," I smirked.
"What about you?"
"I can be a bit slutty at the right time." I rubbed his leg suggestively as I spoke.
"Keep that up and I`ll crash the car."
"Sorry. So...are ya still in a band?"
"Yup. RJ`s in it, too. We have a gig Saturday. You two should come see us play."
"Totally!! What`s your band`s name again? Jaggin` Off?"
"JAGGANOTH! It`s one of the names of a major god in my religion--Krishna. It means `Master of the World.`"
"Ah. I`m sorry." I replied abashedly.
"Don`t worry about it. Our god has a sense of humour." Fusari then slipped in a CD of their music....imagine hard rock sung in Hindi/English and based on the great epics of India...I know that sounds weird, but it's pretty cool. One song, "Sita's Lament," was particularly moving...I was wiping away tears by the end of it. Fusari wiped them away and put his arm around me. "You ok?"
"Yeah. That was...just...beautiful."
"I wrote that one," RJ interjected from the backseat before Rocky pulled him back into her frenzied embrace.
After we grabbed a bite to eat at a drive-thru, we went to the cinema. Contrary to what the boys thought, we didn`t want to see a chick flick: we wanted explosions, violence, gore, and tons of gratuitous nudity. Luckily, a teen slasher flick was playing--we were guaranteed blood, guts, and plenty of big fake tits. While the boys bought the tickies and snacks, we popped round to the Ladies. Once inside, Rocky pushed me against the sink and kissed me quite forcefully.
"You want to fuck him, don`t you?"
"Yah," I whispered when I`d caught my breath.
"You have my permission."
"Who says I need it?"
Something flared up in her eyes but quickly died out. "Get your ass in that stall" she ordered. "I want you to eat me out while I take a shit." I eagerly obeyed. Rocky sat on the toilet, hiking up her dress but leaving her knickers on. She passed gas loudly and the sound of her pooping wasn`t silent either. I got on my knees and undid the flap on her knickers covering her cunt. I buried my face in her hot pink fuzz box and was rewarded with a spritz of her musky pussy juice. She squirted in my face a few more times before she pissed on me. I tried to swallow as much as I could; I didn`t want her to go wee on my dress! I wasn`t able to drink it all...some dribbled down my face and ran down to my chest.
"Rocky, you`re pissin` on my tits!" I tried to sound cross, but I was so turned on that I was cooing like a baby. A major torrent of pee gushed from her snatch and drenched my face and boobs. I dodged the rest, keeping my dress mostly pee free. I left the stall in a huff.
"Liz?"
"Fun is fun, but this dress is mad expensive: I`ll thank you not to go wee on it!"
"Lizzie..." Rocky came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She gently kissed my neck as I dabbed my bosom with a paper towel.
"You can piss on my tits all you like, but mind the threads, ok? It was kinda like you were marking your territory. Was that your intent? Do you own me? Am I your property?"
"Of course you are..and I'm yours!"
We entered the theatre hand-in-hand and sat between our dates. Fusari impetuously kissed me; the astonished/excited look he gave me afterwards told me he tasted Rocky`s cunt on my lips. As the movie was starting, I shushed him with a finger on his lips before he could ask what he already knew. Rocky and I erupted with gales of laughter whenever the slasher butchered the horny teens that populated the film. I laughed so hard that I pissed myself. As I expected, my knickers held it all in. My bowels let loose as well: I hadn`t had a movement in days, so I pooed enough to completely fill my panties front and back. They held that as well and absorbed any unpleasant odour. Fusari ventured another kiss as the last of the poo left my bumhole. I was so turned on that I snogged him forcefully. He groped my breasts and was about to get to "third base" until someone shook us.
"Oy, lovebirds!" Rocky jeered. "Get a room, why don`tcha!"
"Besides," Ramajeet snickered, "the movie ended a minute ago!" I looked up at the screen--the end titles
were rolling.
"Bollocks," I giggled. Fusari and Rocky
extended their hands to help me to my feet: I rather diplomatically took them both. We went back to Ardhanari manor, ostensibly to hear some of the boy`s music. Rocky and Ramajeet vanished the second we got through the door--he supposedly took her on a tour of the house, although they probably fucked in the first room they came to. I went to Fusari`s room where we sat on his bed while he played me a song on his guitar.
"You REALLY love your sister, don`t you?" he asked.
"Why don`t you just ask me what you really want to know?" I didn`t wait for his reply. I unzipped his fly and freed his gargantuan brown dick. I wanked him for a bit before I swallowed his trouser snake, although I practically had to unhenge my fucking jaw to do so. He reached over and rubbed my poopy knickers with both hands, smearing the poo all over my flabby ass cheeks.
"You`ve shit yourself!" I heard only suprise in his voice, not the revulsion I feared.
"So?"
"You're into shit? Coprophilia?" His dick twitched a little as he said it.
"Yeah." I had his dick in my hand, wanking him again so that I could look into his eyes and gauge his reaction to my revelation.
"You...you dirty, dirty girl!" His eyes burned with lust, exactly what I wanted to see, so I took him back into my mouth and blew him with greater vigour than before, taking his cock so deep that it tickled me bloody tonsils. "Shit...shit..s-stop, I d-don`t wanna come yet." He pulled out of my mouth and quickly discarded his clothes.
I followed suit, stripping off everything but my knickers and pumps. I dropped to my hands and knees. "Put it in my ass!" I roared, helpfully opening the ass flap on my knickers and holding my bumhole wide open with both hands. A small turd fell out of me and onto the floor as I did so.
"Dear girl," he whispered, "whatever made you think I was going to put it anywhere else?" He shoved his fat dick up my chubby ass with full force. That boy hammered my poor bunghole so hard I thought he was going to tear something loose!
"Fuck...god, oh god...you`re fucking killin` MEEE!!" My pendulous tits swayed with the effort of our lovemaking, and my ass cheeks jiggled like jelly. "I`m gonna fuckin` die...your fuckin` monster dick`s gonna kill me!" I was rubbing my clit like mad; the fucking thing was so engorged with blood it looked like a tiny little dick. My body exploded into orgasmic bliss...this caused my bumhole to spasm wildly, milking Fusari`s dick.It seemed to double in size right before it fired its scalding hot load deep inside my ass.
"Oh god, if only I could stay inside you forever," he moaned as he released the last of it.
"Fusari...don`t fall for me, ok? It`s just sex. Now give me that thing so I can clean it off." He slowly pulled out and shoved his shit covered dick in my mouth, whereupon I sucked the remaining jizz out of his flagging hard on...Suddenly, Fusari`s door flew open and an unfamiliar voice called from the hallway:
"Hullo! Why wasn`t I invited to the orgy?"
Bollocks, rumbled again! Why don`t I ever remember to lock the fucking door?
End of Part 3
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Later, ~Narada Jagganoth~
Email: hammerofgod77@yahoo.com