Date: Tue, 13 May 2003 21:29:37 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: MOVING AWAY PARTY (scat ws)

           MOVING AWAY PARTY by bawdypen
   After ten years in the neighborhood we were selling out and
moving to California. Al had been offered an executive position
at the company's headquarters and it was a marvelous opportu-
nity. We hated to leave, but it was too irresistible. I knew
it'd be a terrific sacrifice to Al after all the friends he'd
made, so I decided to give my husband a going-away party and
invited all his special buddies. Well, just acquaintances
really. He didn't know them all that well personally, even
though they'd been very, very intimate.
   Al was overwhelmed and delighted. He couldn't believe I'd
managed to get them all together, especially since most of them
had never seen each other. Yet there they were. Jack the milk-
man, Ed the gas man, Freddie the garbage collector, Ernest who'd
patched up that leak on the roof, Billy Lawson the skinhead
who'd busted our window when he broke in that time to rob us,
even Dan Bailey from next door. All of them, down in the
basement, side-by-side on stools along Al's toolbench, their
naked butts sticking out while Al goes down the line smelling
their assholes. He starts over, fingering and licking them this
time, sticking his tongue up their hairy holes, eager for his
third run at them when he gets to eat a big turd from each ass
one final time!
   I'm sitting on the basement steps happy to see how over-
joyed he is at my surprise. I have my skirt pulled up and my
legs spread wide so the paperboy can eat my pussy out the way he
loves doing. Another quick glance at my wonderful husband and I
turn the other way so Bobby Bailey can stick his big cock in my
mouth. That teenager sure loves blowjobs, and says I give `em
better than any girl in his senior class, including his Math
Teacher, Mrs Blunt. Bobby hadn't been aware of certain goings-
on, and paid no attention to the mounting neighborhood rumors.
He was always much too obsessed with his own cock and how many
chicks he could get to suck on it to be bothered. So as long as
his pants were down and my lips were wrapped around his over-
grown joint, seeing his father's hairy shithole ready to blow a
big turd into my husband's mouth wasn't any particular concern
of his. Besides, he was rather enjoying his first experience of
a wet tongue up his asshole. Our 14-year-old daughter Cindy was
back there with her face between Bobby's cheeks, licking out his
ass while her boyfriend Chuck was giving her a dandy finger-
fucking.
   I wet down Bobby's cock real good after telling him to hop
down and stick it up Chuck's ass for a couple of minutes, then
come back and let me suck on it. He asked if Chuck would mind.
I said not if he wanted a last chance to screw our underage
daughter before we left!
   Chuck scowled and griped about it, but he lifted his chunky
butt and let Bobby shove his prick in there. After about a dozen
strokes I called him back, and my his cock tasted delicious! He
said what a freaky family we were, staring at me licking away
some of Chuck's crap from his knob, and how surprised he was the
way Cindy had her tongue buried right up his old shithole,
considering he'd taken a big dump just before leaving the house
and being late he hadn't cleaned his hairy asshole very good. I
said Chuck never cleans his hairy ass very good either, but
Cindy licks it for him anyway.
   I said that tasted awfully good, why not fuck Chuck some
more while I lay back and let the paperboy lick my asshole a
while. He said fine, at least he'd get to look the other way--
seeing my husband chewing all those turds was making him sick
cause he knew how the bathroom smelled after his dad came out
and he was next in line. I said his dad's turds were Al's
favorites and he'd been eating them for years, and it was too
bad he'd already taken a dump because I was sure Al would have
enjoyed trying one to see if good shit ran in the family. That's
when Cindy piped up and said she'd never licked out Mr Bailey's
asshole, of course, but Bobby's butt was sure good lickin'!
   What's that make mine, Chuck whined. Cindy giggled and said
at the moment it was a warm place for boys to stick their dicks,
and if he was serious about finding a job in California this
summer, he'd better be faithful to her. But it'd be alright when
he got real horny if he went out and got a queer to fuck him up
the ass. But he wasn't to give a guy a blowjob unless that was
the only way he could get the guy to screw him.
   Chuck said it wasn't very fair with her getting to lick
another guy's ass. Cindy said he could lick Bobby's asshole if
he wanted. She wouldn't mind at all. In fact, he was allowed to
lick a queer's ass if he got a screw out of it. Chuck said he
didn't want to lick a queer's ass, but asked if it'd be alright
if a queer licked his cause he was sure gonna miss it. Cindy
said of course, she expected that because all queer's lick each
other's assholes before they fuck 'em. Heck, they'll probably
lick it for you after they screw ya!
   I was rubbing my stinky twat all over the paperboy's mouth,
humping my ass up and down so the juice around my asshole got
smeared all over his face. The kid loved it. He was only 13 and
I was the only person he ever got to do nasty things with, so
anything was just fine with him as long as he got to stick his
horny pecker into one of my holes.
   After shitting in Al's mouth, each guy would climb down and
jerk off watching Al eat shit from the rest of the guys. Four of
them were now crowded around whacking the fuck out of their big
cocks, staring as Al licked over the soft snake of shit oozing
from the foul-mouthed skinhead's pimpled ass. The kid was
spewing out his usual string of obscenities at Al, calling him
every filthy name in the book. Al liked a good dressing down,
and never regretted his decision to offer Billy the choice of
jail or taking a shit in his mouth. He wished more men had the
instinct to realize how exciting it is for a fella to be put in
his place while he eats a guy's shit. It's gutter wallowing at
its best, in his opinion. Too many guys are sensitive these days
and won't do anything to offend a person. Being a shit-licker
must be bad enough without adding more insults and hurting his
feelings. Before that snake got too much longer and fell out, Al
lowered his mouth and started gobbling it down. He munched his
way to Billy's asshole and glued his mouth over it and sucked
the rest out.
   Billy hopped right down and before Al could start on the
garbageman he shoved his cock into Al's mouth and started to
piss! Not something Al was especially enamored of, he neverthe-
less guzzled down the punk's acrid, stinking urine without
complaint. After all, it was a party! A couple of the fellows
wanted to do the same, but Al wanted that last buttful of crap,
then he'd be more than glad to take all the piss and cum they
could give.
   I figured Al positioned Freddie last on purpose, remember-
ing he'd once remarked that the garbage collector had the
perfect ass for the job because it looked and smelled so gross
all the time. A bachelor, Freddie probably spent little time
worrying about hygiene and Al'd be very surprised if the man
washed his ass more than once a month. Of course, Al grinned
sheepishly, that was what attracted him to the man in the first
place. Helping to pick up some overflow from a well-packed
container that'd spilled out, he happened to brush his face
against the fellow's bottom as he was bending over and got a big
whiff of the nasty odor coming from inside the man's grubby
overalls. It was too enticing for Al. Right there at the front
curb he brazenly told the guy his butt really stunk and how'd he
like to take a break and get his ass a nice, soothing tongue
bath? You mean one of them butthole rims? Freddie asked. Al said
a complete wash and rimjob, and if the man had a need to take a
mid-day dump, Al'd be so damned excited to watch him do it, he'd
lick it all over again. Well, the guy went for it and Al licked
him front and back. Gulped the man's scum down his throat, too.
But he'd misinterpreted the man's expression and refrained
himself from going whole hog. Freddie had a constant expression
of meanness, but it was just the way his craggy face naturally
looked. Anyway, Al waited til he left, then got down and ate the
turds off the floor! When Freddie waved and acted real friendly
the next week, and suggested to Al it'd sure be a good time for
a sweaty-assed man to take a break, Al wasted no time ushering
the fellow into the basement and pulling his overalls down to
bury his face up that steaming keester. Told Freddie he loved
licking a man's ass when it was filthy and he'd sure like that
mid-day crap dumped right in his mouth! Freddie said, mister,
any man wants to eat my shit is welcome to it. Fella wants to be
a toilet, I got all the shit he can handle!
   So there was my dear hubby, happily playing toilet with his
friends. I was just enjoying the amusing spectacle of Al being
forced to quickly cup his hands because loose turdballs were
flying out of Freddie's asshole like buckshot when Bobby grabbed
my hair and poked his fat knob into my mouth. A big wad of
Chuck's shit was plastered all over it, and Bobby was excitedly
urging me to eat it off! I could hear what was happening, at
least, because the men were laughing like crazy, urging Al to
gobble up those stinky nuggets because it didn't look like
Freddie was slowing down and his hands were already full.
Knowing how Al prefers the sight of a nice sturdy turd, even
though soft ones are easier to swallow down, I knew a big
handful of meaty turdballs was his idea of the ideal dump.
Seeing a turd fall apart as it breaches the confines of a man's
rectum was a glorious sight to Al, and a bangup finale to the
day's shitting. I wasn't surprised at all to hear him ask
somebody to grab a plastic bag from the shelf because he was
going to save them to munch on while watching one of his
favorite westerns tonight on the TV.
   They laughed all the more as one guy held the bag open
under Freddie's hole. When he was finished, Al dumped them in
and licked his fingers. Then he licked out Freddie's rearend,
getting a final nubbin' popped into his mouth. He gave it a good
suck before gulping it down. It must have dropped into his
stomach and landed on top of the pile already down there like a
bing cheery on a chocolate sundae!
   I pulled the paperboy over me and let him poke his stiff
pecker into my cunt while I finished cleaning Bobby's cock and
sucked him off. Cindy was on the basement floor letting Chuck
fuck her. I don't know if it was because it'd be their last fuck
in a while or because that prick up his ass had touched a nerve,
but he was screwing the hell out of her!
   Al swallowed all the piss they cared to give him, and
sucked off every cock that hadn't prematurely shot a load from
the excitement.
   Later, relaxing in front of the television, Cindy asked Al
why he'd never tried getting Chuck or Bobby to shit for him.
Swallowing the turdball in his mouth, Al said he much preferred
eating shit a little more aged, although the skinhead's wasn't
so bad mainly because he was such a prick bastard and treated
him like shit. He held out the bag, saying she was welcome to
try one and check out the difference. Cindy declined, saying a
boy's stinky butt wasn't too bad and she'd still lick it if
there was a little shit on it, but she sure didn't want to eat
chunks, and especially old men's shit was disgusting!
   Al and I laughed. I added I agreed, and if anything she
might enjoy a chunk of her boyfriend's. It was quite tasty, and
maybe he'd bring a queer friend to California with him and if he
did she'd really enjoying sucking Chuck's shit off the queer's
cock after he fucks him. She said I don't know, if he gets that
chummy with a queer, he'd probably stay home!
   Well, California Here We Come!


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