Date: Mon, 15 Jun 2009 15:54:52 -0500
From: A. Writer <misterliterate@live.com>
Subject: Sophie and Dr. Johnson, Part 3

This story is a continuation of my first two chapters of this story in the
Bisexual/urination section.  All of the usual disclaimers apply.  This
story contains mild scat.

Sophie and Dr.
Johnson -- Part 3


            During the next week Dr. Johnson performed his daily duties
with the usual care and precision to which his patients had grown
accustomed, but in the back of his mind he carried with him the constant
thought of Mrs. Mitchell and her 19-year-old daughter Sally, their lovely
asses and the prospect of their imminent visit.  Since Mrs. Mitchell's last
visit, during which Dr. Johnson had extracted a large, long, brown and
healthy turd from her ass, and replaced it for a few minutes with his hard
and ready cock--with which he had fucked her warm and tight bottom with
relish and then had exploded in a wonderful orgasmic discharge--he couldn't
keep the thought of their return out of his mind.  During several other
visits by other female patients throughout the week he had the occasion to
examine their bottoms for one reason or another, and each time he made a
point of sniffing in the faint aroma of shit which emanated from their
beautiful brown crinkley assholes, fantasizing as he did so about plunging
into their bottoms with his tongue and fingers to see if they held within
them the same wondrous material that Sophie Mitchell had deposited in his
hand the previous week.

None of the women had noticed his undue interest in their bottoms, or the
close proximity of his face to the white globes of their asses, or heard
his sniffing as he took in the excitingly nasty smell of their shit which,
despite their best efforts to come in clean, always lingered around their
brown assholes with a clinging, intense and erotic odor.  But it was only
Mrs. Mitchell who had succumbed so wonderfully to his ministrations, and
had so willingly pushed out into his waiting hand her steaming hot brown
turd, an act that not only excited Dr. Johnson beyond belief but which also
quite clearly excited Sophie as well.  And when she told Dr. Johnson at the
end of her visit that she would bring her college-age daughter in with her
the next week for a similar examination, Dr. Johnson couldn't believe his
good luck.  Twice in the past week he had his assistant Wayne stay after
work so they could administer mutual exams on one another, each one
involving deep anal probing, the sniffing of fingers and the licking of
each other's dirty assholes, and each one culminating with the mutual
fucking of one another's shitty bottoms.  The second session involved the
slow emission of a nice long knobbly turd by Wayne which plopped onto the
exam room floor, after which Dr. Johnson slid his slick hard cock up into
Wayne's receptive asshole and fucked him mightily, all the while thinking
only of Sophie Mitchell and her lovely daughter Sally.

So on the morning of their visit Dr. Johnson was in great spirits, and when
the receptionist buzzed him to say they were there for their appointment he
told her to send them both back to the large examination room together.
When they entered the room his heart skipped a beat because not only was
Mrs.  Mitchell as attractive as he remembered her from her previous
visit--pleasantly well-rounded and full-figured in her middle-aged prime,
and with a nice full bottom that promised so much--but her daughter Sally
was equally appealing, a slightly smaller version of her mother, with a
sweet bright smile and a rounded fleshy ass that looked as though it were
trying to escape the skirt she had on over it.

Dr. Johnson greeted them both warmly and asked Mrs. Mitchell how she and
her daughter were.  Mrs. Mitchell smiled and said, "Please, call me Sophie,
Doctor.  And we're both feeling quite fine overall, but we're both
experiencing, uh, similar conditions shall we say, that brought me in here
last week."  She blushed demurely, as did her daughter.  "Dr. Johnson, this
is Sally, home from college for the summer, and when I told her how much
better you made me feel last week she was ecstatic."  It was Sally's turn
to blush as Dr. Johnson looked over at her and shook her hand lightly.

"Well, I'm sure I have the proper remedy for both of you ladies," said the
kind doctor.  Mrs. Mitchell turned to her daughter and smiled.

"See?" she said.  "I told you he would be able to help us, just as he did
me before."  She winked at her daughter.  "Remember when I came home last
week?  Remember, um, tasting Dr. Johnson when I brought you up to the
bedroom?"  Sally smiled and blushed with the memory.  She remembered quite
well her mother's excitement upon her return from the doctor's, her calling
her daughter up to her bedroom, and then her rushed removal of her clothes
so that Sally could see the broad expanse of her mother's ass as Sophie
climbed onto the bed and exposed her lovely white bottom to her daughter,
who without hesitation leaned in and grasped the cheeks of her mother's ass
and parted them to expose the brown wrinkled hole between them.  A wetness
had surrounded her mother's anus, caused by the slight seeping of the
doctor's discharge from her ass on the drive home.  Sally leaned in closer
and could smell the funky odor of her mother's asshole, smelling heavily of
shit and sex, and as she licked tentatively at her mother's anus and then
put her lips directly over Sophie's asshole she could feel her mother
pushing slightly and then felt the rush of Dr. Johnson's warm and fetid
sperm flood into her mouth.  It tasted slightly bitter and slick and nasty,
and of course she had loved it, feeling her own pussy tingle as she sucked
on her mother's asshole and cleaned her out of the doctor's
recently-deposited glut of sperm.  She tongued her mother's hole
thoroughly, reaching up as she did so to her mother's dripping pussy,
rubbing her swollen clitoris rhythmically as she lapped at her bottom,
until Sophie had erupted in another shivering orgasm and then had collapsed
onto the bed.  Sally's pussy grew wet with the memory, and she couldn't
help but reach down and rub her mound softly despite the doctor and her
mother watching her.

Dr. Johnson asked Sophie precisely what the issue was, and Sophie told him
that, as with her the previous week, Sally was experiencing a little
fullness "down there" and apparently needed some assistance in bringing
about a bowel movement.  She told Dr. Johnson that occasionally she helped
her daughter out in these matters, but was happy to bring her in to a
professional who could without a doubt help both of them out.

""I see," said Dr. Johnson.  "Perhaps you could show me how you go about
helping Sally out with this."

Mrs. Mitchell motioned to her daughter to go the examination table and told
her to take off her skirt.  "My panties too?" Sally asked.  "Of course,
dear," Sophie said.  "We won't be able to demonstrate for the doctor very
well if you keep them on, could we?"  So Sally removed her panties too and
laid them on top of her skirt which she had placed on the chair.

Dr. Johnson saw there was a light brown streak in the back of them and
smiled to himself.  "Get up on the exam table, Sally, and show me how you
and your mother address this condition of yours."  He stood near them as
Sally mounted the table and knelt on all fours there, her beautiful
teen-aged ass only a couple feet away from the doctor.

Sophie approached the table and stood directly behind Sally, reaching out
and grasping the white cheeks of her ass and parting them, exposing to
herself and the doctor the brown crinkly anus of her daughter.  Immediately
a slight odor wafted up to them, of powder and perfume and, of course, the
faint smell of Sally's asshole as well, the sweet slight smell of shit
lingering around her bottom.  "Well you see, Doctor, when Sally is feeling
rather, um, stuffed up shall we say, she generally just needs to loosen up
a little in order to help her, well, expel her . . . her . . . ."

"Just go ahead and call them her `turds' Mrs. Mitchell.  We'll need to be
able to talk about these things comfortably so we can take care of them
properly . . . and perhaps even enjoy ourselves in the process."  He looked
over at Mrs. Mitchell and smiled, and she smiled knowingly back at him.

"Okay, her `turds' need help in being expelled, and we've found that when I
apply some moisture and a little suction, and sometimes with a little
prodding, she can finally get rid of those bothersome . . . turds."

"I see," said Dr. Johnson.  "Please show me what you do."  He couldn't help
but reach down and adjust his slowly-growing erection which was beginning
to tent out the front of his hospital pants, looking as he was at this
lovely teenager's lovely white ass and the brown eye winking at him from
between the cheeks, mixed with the prospect that in just a few minutes that
brown anus would gradually open up and from it would emerge a nice brown
log of shit, steaming and stinking and, he hoped, dropping into one of his
hands as he lent his assistance to Mrs. Mitchell.

Mrs. Mitchell turned her attention once again to her daughter's ass,
leaning in towards it and smelling the faint odor of her daughter's shit.
She couldn't help but feel a little tingle as she did so, and while she
couldn't fully understand why such a thing would titillate her so she only
knew that it gave her a thrill and a feeling in her tummy and between her
legs that nothing else did.  She peered at Sally's asshole from only about
a foot away and watched as it opened just a tiny bit and a puff of air
squeaked out with a slightly audible "pssst" and the ensuing odor of her
daughter's shit, which no doubt was residing just inside the opening.
Sophie sniffed in her daughter's smell, felt the familiar tingling between
her thighs, and leaned in closer so that her nose was practically touching
her daughter's brown anus.  She sniffed in again and almost smiled with
pleasure, smelling that lovely faint odor and feeling her own wetness
spreading between her legs.  Watching this the doctor felt his erection
getting harder and stiffer, and he stroked himself subtly from the outside
of his hospital pants again as he watched Sophie sniffing her daughter's
ass, feeling the beginnings of his arousal taking over as usual.

Sophie leaned in just an inch closer just then and stuck her tongue
tentatively out, touching with it the brown wrinkled hole of her daughter,
which puckered tightly and then seemed to open just a bit.  Sophie licked
at it with a little more energy, lapping from the bottom and over the brown
hole and then lapping at it again, this time stopping to diddle the opening
with the tip of her tongue, trying to insinuate her tongue into the asshole
of her daughter.  Sally moaned softly and jutted her ass out more
assertively towards Sophie's face, wanting to feel her mother's warm tongue
in her asshole once again, as she had a number of times before.  Today,
with Dr. Johnson also watching, Sally felt more than ever the exciting
tingle inside her pussy, and felt the moisture start to drip down one of
her thighs as she felt her mother licking and tongue-fucking her asshole.
It was a feeling she couldn't get enough of, and she pushed slightly to see
if she could hasten the expulsion of her turd, for both her mother's and
the kind doctor's satisfaction and pleasure.  She felt the solid log inside
her move slightly, and she grunted again softly to help it along a bit
more.

Mrs. Mitchell could taste the slightly bitter flavor of her daughter's
shit, a taste she had experienced before, and she had to admit she craved
it.  She licked again at her daughter's hole, watched as it slightly opened
and then closed again, smelled the odor of Sally's turd that was so ready
to emerge, and then reached up with a finger which, after moistening it in
the wet recesses of her daughter's steaming hot pussy, she inserted
slightly into her daughter's asshole.  Sally had a sharp intake of air and
then relaxed, feeling the push of her mother's finger at her back entrance,
wanting her to slide her finger inside as she had done so many times
before, wanting to feel the stiffness of her mother's finger slip slowly
and entirely into her bottom and churn up her insides, slide in beside her
solid thick turd and help it to slip out of her bottom, feel the slow
satisfying slide of her turd out of her ass, a feeling which never failed
to give her a sense of pleasure and completion, and which, as her mother
and she had developed this aspect of their relationship, was usually
followed by her mother's loving wet tongue on Sally's pussy as well, as a
sort of treat and act of closure, until Sally would rock with the wild
throes of her teenage orgasm, feeling her mother's firm tongue pressing and
circling her clitoris as she shivered and shook her way through another
wonderfully orgasmic moment.

Sophie slowly pushed her finger deeper into Sally's bottom, watching as her
white finger gradually disappeared up into the brown opening, and she could
feel almost immediately the firm tip of her daughter's turd.  She pressed
on it softly and withdrew her finger just a bit, feeling the turd follow it
just a bit closer to the entrance.  As she did so she also felt the
doctor's hand on her hip as he pulled her skirt up towards her waist, and
she thought briefly to herself that she was glad she had chosen to leave
her panties at home today, leaving her nether regions totally open to
Dr. Johnson's touches.  She felt the doctor's hand slide over her smooth
ass, felt the warmth of his hand as it slid between the cheeks of her ass
and down towards her own anus and pussy.  She shivered with anticipation
and pushed her finger back into her daughter again, then pulled it entirely
out, feeling as she did so Sally's turd push right up to the entrance, and
she knew it was ready to slide right out of there as soon as Sally would
give it a push.  She noticed her finger had a brown streak of Sally's shit
on the side of it, and she put the finger into her mouth and sucked on it,
tasting her daughter's bitterness and loving it, and then

she watched as Sally's asshole slowly opened, like the aperture of a
camera, and the brown tip of her daughter's turd began to slowly slide out.

            She watched as the brown log gradually emerged, an inch at a
time, and at the same time she felt the doctor's hand between the cheeks of
her bottom and then his finger touching her own slightly moist asshole.
She shivered with the touch of his finger as well as with the visual
excitement of watching her daughter take a shit right before her, a sight
she had seen many times before but which always sent her rushing towards an
orgasmic high, her pussy tingling and pulsating and soaking with her own
juices.  She felt Dr. Johnson's finger slowly penetrate her anus and slide
up into her just a little, and it was an incredible feeling that she
couldn't get enough of.  She felt the finger slowly push its way up her
backside until she could feel his other knuckles up against her skin, and
she knew he had it all the way inside her, and she wondered if he could
feel her own turd buried up there.  As she watched her daughter's ass she
could see the brown turd slipping further out, and then she saw the
doctor's other hand come over her shoulder and touch the end of her
daughter's turd, then grasp it lightly with his finger tips and slightly
pull on it.  It slipped further out and then began to taper, and the doctor
put his hand beneath Sally's asshole and as the turd finally emerged fully
from her ass it slid softly into the doctor's hand where it lay in a
steaming brown lump, its strong nasty odor rising from it and permeating
the examination room, both the doctor and Mrs. Mitchell sniffing in its
aroma and allowing its nastiness to enhance even further the lust each of
them was feeling.  Sally shivered as she felt her turd leave her body, and
then her shivers heightened as she experienced the orgasm she was waiting
for, a shuddering that left her weak and shaky as her mother leaned behind
her on the examination table.

            Dr.  Mitchell brought Sally's warm turd up to his nose and
sniffed heartily, the strong odor rising into his nostrils, and then he
dropped it onto a side table and pulled Mrs. Mitchell's skirt up all the
way over her hips so he could see the broad white expanse of her ass.  The
dark crevasse led downwards to her anus, and he could see his finger still
stuffed tightly up inside her.  With his other hand he untied and dropped
his hospital pants to his ankles, and since he wasn't wearing any underwear
as was his custom, his hard swollen shaft stuck straight out from his pubic
hairs, six inches of firm flesh aching to slide inside Mrs. Mitchell.  He
slowly withdrew his finger, noticing the streaks of brown shit up both
sides of it, put some spit on the end of his swollen cock and put the end
of it up against Sophie's brown anus.  He pushed slightly and the swollen
purple tip of his cock slipped into her anus, just a bit, and then he
pushed a bit more and the entire head slipped inside Sophie's asshole.  He
stopped and let her get used to the feeling, and her soft moans told him
she was loving his activities.  He pushed again and his cock slid slowly up
into her, and he watched as its red swollen shaft slowly disappeared into
her tight ass until his pubic hairs were pressed up against her white
flesh.  She moaned with lust and pressed her head forward into Sally's ass
as the doctor partially withdrew his hard cock and then plunged deeply into
her again, while Sophie licked at Sally's stained anus and murmured as she
did so, with Sally's light submissive moans serving as a counterpoint to
her mother's lustiness.

            Dr. Johnson could swear that he could feel Mrs. Mitchell's hot
turd up inside her ass every time he slid deeply into her, and he loved the
thought of churning up her shit while he fucked her ass, looking over her
shoulder at the white ass of her daughter as he did so, looking as
Mrs. Mitchell lapped and sucked at her daughter's asshole with great
relish.  Every time he pulled his cock out of her ass, leaving only the
mushroom-shaped helmet inside her, he could see the streaks of brown up the
sides of his shaft, and he knew she was probably close to dropping her turd
just as her daughter did.  Suddenly he felt his sperm rising quickly up his
shaft and felt the tingling that always rose up his legs and thighs and
into his stomach as his orgasm approached, and then he felt himself
spurting his load deeply into Mrs. Mitchell's ass, three, four, five spurts
of his jism up into her as she moaned loudly with lust and held tightly on
to her daughter's hips, her face still practically buried between Sally's
asscheeks as she too experienced her orgasm and shivered so much that
Dr. Johnson had to practically hold her up with his hands on her broad
hips.

            Then, as Dr. Johnson looked down as he slowly withdrew his
slowly-softening cock from Sophie's ass, he watched as his cock popped out
of her anus, which remained open, and then suddenly emerging from it was
Sophie's brown turd, slightly smashed on its front end as it slid quickly
out of her asshole, made slick by the doctor's load of cum that had just
washed the insides of her ass, and it plopped onto the floor between his
feet as Mrs. Mitchell moaned loudly with pleasure and satisfaction.  The
smell of shit was heavy in the air, and Dr. Johnson was almost giddy as he
looked around himself to get his bearings.  He saw Sally's white ass as she
sprawled face-down on the examination table; he saw Mrs. Mitchell's
expansive ass still spread before him, its brown wrinkled anus once again
closed and slightly stained with remnants of her brown shit; he saw as he
looked down the brown leavings of Sophie's turd that lay on the floor
between his feet, and out of the corner of his eye he could see Sally's
turd that he had set aside on the small adjoining table.

            Good God, he thought.  What a wonderful day!  I had hoped this
would be the result of the Mitchell women's visit, and it had turned out as
good or even better than he had hoped.  He reached over to a counter and
pulled several cleaning cloths from a dispenser and wiped himself off as
Mrs. Mitchell stood up near him and allowed her skirt to settle back down
over her broad hips.  Sally, whose ass was now almost perfectly clean due
to her mother's detailed ministrations, rolled over and then sat up
herself, a bit abashed perhaps but clearly feeling very content with what
had just transpired.

            "Well Sally," Mrs. Mitchell finally said.  "Didn't I tell you
the good doctor would be able to take care of our situation just right?  I
feel as free and empty as I could have hoped, and I thank the doctor for
that!"  She looked kindly over at Dr. Johnson, who had pulled his hospital
pants back up and tied them, a small wet stain appearing on the front as a
result of a little seepage from his dripping cock.  Sally smiled too and
then reached over for her panties and skirt and then stood up and pulled
them on.  Both women were looking flushed and magnificent, one of them a
lovely middle-aged lady and the other a virtual look-alike about
twenty-five years younger.

            "Ladies, I'm happy that I was able to help you overcome this
recent little condition you were facing.  As you can see, going to the
doctor can be a pleasant experience for everyone involved.  I certainly
hope to see you again if you ever have other issues--or perhaps even if you
don't.  Perhaps when you just want a kind ear--or any other body part of
mine, for that matter."  He smiled again and both ladies smiled back as
they began to leave the room.

            "Well Dr.  Johnson, I believe that Sally and I will very likely
be back again, perhaps next week if that's possible.  What do you think,
Sally?"

            Sally smiled demurely and said, "I would like that very much.
Perhaps next time the kind doctor can administer to me the same way that he
did you today, Mother."

            "I'm quite sure the doctor would be happy to oblige.  Would
you, Dr. Johnson?" asked Mrs. Mitchell.

            "I would be more than happy to, Mrs. Mitchell."

            "Sophie."

            "Sophie.  I would be very happy to help you both with anything
you request.  Please stop by the receptionist's desk on your way out and
make an appointment for next week.  And please mention to the receptionist
to send my male nurse Wayne back to me.  We have . . . a little clean-up we
need to attend to."  The ladies smiled and left the room, and Dr. Johnson
turned towards the examination table again, his nostrils still filled with
the aroma of the two ladies' turds that remained in the room.

            What a fine office call that had been. Once again, he could
hardly wait until the next week's visit.  Your comments are appreciated.
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