Sandi and Erin Have Secrets

"Aren't you a little overdressed?" Erin asked.

"It's easy to take off a layer," Sandi said. "Or two layers, if necessary." She wore loose khaki pants, hiking boots, and a red hoodie over a flannel shirt.

'I like the look," Erin said, "but we're not hiking to the North Pole." She wore only a tee shirt and light blue shorts, pulled up so they ended just above where her thighs curved and became butt.

"You're right. It's a little warm for all this." Sandi unzipped the hoodie and unbuttoned the flannel to the third button. "I may soon be showing off my tanlines. You, on the other hand, don't seem to have any tan lines to worry about." Sandi let her eyes deliberately roam down from Erin's blue eyes, over her perky boobs sans bra, with nipples pushing against the tight tee shirt, and down her curves in the short shorts.

"Why worry? I think tan lines are sexy," Erin said. "And I do actually have some. They're just very small. I get too hot at the beach if I have on more than a thong that barely covers my pussy and a bra that covers nothing but my nipples. Sort of covers them, anyway. So my bikinis don't leave many tan lines."

"You wear a thong that barely covers your what?"

"My pussy."

"I still didn't quite hear you," Sandi said. "What does it cover?"

"My pussy. I said it hardly covers MY PUSSY!"

An older woman a dozen feet behind them on the path said loudly, "Hey, watch your mouth, young lady. This is a family park!" She covered her ears and glared at Erin.

"Relax, lady. i bet even you have a pussy." Erin said. "And nobody's here but us adults."

In a huff, the woman walked away down a different path.

"i'm sorry," Erin called after her. "i didn't mean to offend." The woman kept going.

"Some people are just too uptight," Erin said. She turned back to Sandi. "Did you hear me that time?"

"I heard you the first time. I just like hearing you say pussy. So what do you do if even your pussy gets too warm?"

"Well, then I just have to take it all off."

"You mean 'to show it all off,' don't you?" Sandi asked. "And tease the boys? Because losing a little bra and bikini panties can't cool you off that much."

"Who says the boys are the only ones I want to tease?" Erin asked. "The path splits up ahead. We go left, unless you want to walk ten miles, or just turn around before it loops back to the parking lot."

"I can go either way." Sandi was busy processing her delight at Erin' question about whom she liked to tease. She'd thought Erin was too pretty to waste on just boys for a long time. When she'd finally gotten brave enough to ask Erin if she had plans for Saturday, Erin said "No, but I'd love to make some with you," and winked. Then Sandi had gotten her hopes up even higher.

Sandi just hoped Erin would not be too startled when she learned her secret.

They walked on for another fifteen minutes, commenting casually on how beautiful the day was and how great it was to be in the park breathing fresh air and feeling the warm spring sunshine. "Speaking of warm sun," Sandi said, "I guess you were right. I overdressed." She'd already taken off the hoodie and carried it over one arm.

"So, like you said, take off another layer," Erin advised.

"Well, the problem is, I didn't wear a tee shirt."

"You can still take off the flannel. I won't tell. There's nobody else around." Since the uptight woman departed, they'd had the paths all to themselves.

Sandi nodded. Erin was right. They'd gotten an early start, so there were not many people in the park. Sandi unbuttoned the flannel shirt all the way, letting it fall open to expose her lacy bra. "Sure you don't mind?" she asked, watching Erin stare at her breasts. She was glad she'd chosen the sheer bra that showed off her nipples.

"Why would I mind?" Erin asked. "You're beautiful."

Sandi took the shirt off and draped it over her arm with her hoodie, so she wore nothing but her khakis, bra, and boots. "This feels much better," she said.

They walked another half a mile. Erin said, "I guess I ate too much pizza last night. I almost feel like I need to do number two."

"So pick a spot." Sandi gestured. "We still have the park all to ourselves, and the trees won't mind."

"No, I can wait."

They walked on.

"Tell me about your family," Erin said.

"They're pretty boring. Not much to tell. Though one time, my mom planned this surprise birthday party for my dad, and we scared him half to death when we jumped out and shouted 'happy birthday.' The look on his face was hilarious, though." Sandi mimicked the expression.

Erin laughed, holding her stomach. "Oh, don't do that. I really have to go."

Sandi made the face again, giggling and turning to look around quickly, so her breasts jiggled in their lacy cups. "I told you, nobody's here, so just go."

Erin suddenly looked solemn. "I think I just did, a little."

"You mean...?"

Erin nodded. "Yes. In my panties." Still looking serious, she said, "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course. We're friends. You can tell me anything."

"You won't tell?"

"Never. Unless you want me to."

"Sometimes I poop in my panties on purpose." Erin smiled and stared at Sandi's breasts. And... this is another secret... I like to think about you when I do it."

"I wish I had known!" Sandi said. "Because I think about you, too, when..."

"When what?"

"You know, it really is getting warner. Do you mind if I take my bra off, too?"

"Not at all," Erin said. "I'd love to see those gorgeous boobs of yours fully exposed. But don't' think I didn't notice how you changed the subject there. You think about me when--what?"

"When I masturbate." Sandi reached behind her back and struggled with her bra.

"Can I help with that?" Erin asked. "The bra, I mean."

Sandi nodded.

"You know masturbating's nothing to be embarrassed about, right?" Erin said. "I mean, everybody does it." She stepped behind Sandi and undid her bra,

"Well, yeah, but that's not the secret. It's... how I masturbate." Sandi shivered with pleasure at the touch of Erin's fingers on her back. She turned to face her friend, their noses just inches apart. "Your hands are so nice and soft. I love the feel of them on my bare skin."

Erin had a look of intense concentration on her face. "I don't think I can hold my poop in much longer," she said. "I'd better take my shorts off so they don't get all messy."

"Yes, definitely," Sandi said, watching her friend unbutton the waistband of her shorts and slowly unzip.

"I don't know if I can bend over without pooping," Erin said. "But you still didn't tell me your big secret about masturbating." She dropped her shorts to the ground, revealing her perfect white fullback panties, with just a little lace around the waistband. Her tee shirt ended a couple of inches above her panties. Her nipples were hard with excitement. She kicked the shorts to the side of the path beside Sandi's bra. She had a look of pleasant, excited anticipation on her face.

"You know, somebody could come down the path, anytime," Sandi said.

'It's okay. They can watch. You still didn't tell me your secret," Erin said, "but I think I can guess." She stared at the crotch of Sandi's khaki pants, which bulged more and more each second.

"It doesn't turn you off?"

'Are you kidding?" Erin said. "I love girls with dicks. Best of all worlds. But I really have to poop now."

"Can I watch?" Sandi asked.

"I would love it. But if I let you watch me poop in my perfect white cotton panties, I want to see your dick." Erin turned her back so Erin could see the rest of her white panties. She relaxed her muscles a little and let her poop start to widen her butthole. Soon she felt the fabric of her panties pulling tighter as they began to fill with poop. She clinched her butt muscles to hold most of her poop in a little longer. "I think it's going to be a big poop," Erin said. "Are you stroking that big juicy cock now?" She looked over her shoulder.

Sandi's khakis were puddled around her feet and she was indeed playing with her fully erect dick. Her balls were still hidden behind the waistband of her panties.

"Hey, same panties," Erin said. She relaxed and let more poop slide into her own panties. She put her hands on her butt and slid them over the warm mound under the cotton, moaning softly as she pooped. "Oh, that feels so good." She slid her hand into the front of her panties to rub her pussy. It was dripping wet and her pussy juicees had soaked the crotch of her panties.

"Do you pee and squirt when you poop in your lovely white cotton panties?" Sandi asked, pushing her panties down to free her balls. They slapped gloriously against her thighs as she stroked her shaft harder and harder.

"I always squirt when I play with my pussy," Erin said. "And I always pee when I poop. Did you ever fuck a dirty, poopy butthole?" Erin asked. She spread her legs and let a golden stream of pee splash through her white cotton panties and onto the gravel path.

"I think I'm about to cum" Sandi gasped. She jerked her hand up and down her dick faster and moaned, "Oh, it's going to be a lot!"

Erin pushed her wet, poopy panties down over her thighs. They sagged with the weight of her massive poop but held it all in. She rubbed her pussy faster. Suddenly a huge stream of warm liquid squirted out of her pussy and arced across the path.

"I can't hold it any longer!" Sandi said, and a thick, generous, milky-white blast of cum burst from the tip of her cock. She continued to stroke it, her whole body convulsing with pleasure as jet after jet of cum shot from her girl-dick and landed in the wet spot where Erin had squirted.

"That was fun," Erin said, when they had both caught their breath "but you didn't answer the question."

"What question?"

"How do you feel about fucking poopy buttholes with your gorgeous girl-dick?"

"I love fucking dirty butts," Sandi said. "Or at least, I loved it the one time I got to do it. This girl--nobody you know--she lives in another state--pooped while I was fucking her butthole. All that warm poo squeezing out around my dick.... I have to say, it felt fantastic."

"You know, I didn't bring any clean panties," Erin said, "and I don't want to get poop on my shorts. I guess I'll have to finish the walk in my panties. Plus, it would be rude to drop my poop here on the path. Somebody might step in it."

"I guess you'll just have to pull up your panties and keep wearing them full of poop, just like big girls do," Sandi said. "Wearing them that way should keep your poop warm, too, and maybe in a few minutes when my dick is ready again, I can see if fucking a poopy butthole is as much fun as I remember. You know, if you want to."

"I would love that!" Erin said, smiling. She pulled her poop-filled panties up snuggly, while Sandi pulled up her khakis and buttoned and zipped them.

Hand in hand, they walked along the path.

TO BE CONTINUED