My Cousin Nancy

This is a work of fiction. None of the characters or events are real. It would coincidental if this story described someone's experience. In that case I would like to apologise but also compliment them on their sheer good luck!

I was curious about other peoples pee and poo at an early age. However it was much later, at the age of 18, with the help of my older cousin sister, I would truly get to experience any of this. I was fond of Nancy and she of me. She was some two years older. We got along right since the start, ever since I had any recollection of our interactions. She was more of my best friend then a cousin sister.

I could have a frank open conversation with her asking her help negotiating the trials of life. Something, I often did. This gave me the confidence to speak to her plainly and ask her anything.

When I turned 18, I was visiting my cousin over one of the summer holidays. Although she was 20 years old she was still living at home with my aunt. Having arrived late at night, my train being delayed, I was shown straight to my room by my older cousin sister for the night to rest. Tired and half asleep, wanting to go to bed, I began to undress right in front of her. It wasn't before I completely undressed and took off my underpants that I realised what I was doing and that she was still in the room. I was now awoken by the sheer embarrassment of what I had just done, I could speak to her freely but I had never undressed in front of her, our chats never had any sexual content in them. This was followed by panic as I did not want to jeopardise the closeness we shared.

I turned and faced her. My modesty unprotected, I said, "I am sorry, I forgot that you were still here."

She was looking straight at my dick and balls. Her eyes glued to them. She did not say anything. Another icy needle of realisation went through me and I quickly put on my pyjamas. She was still looking but now straight at my face. She had not moved an inch from where she was standing.

Over the years she would occasionally daydream or go deep in thought and would stare into space. I was hoping this was the case.

"Did you see anything?" I asked, actually meaning to ask what she was thinking and hoping that she would say that she had seen nothing as she was deep in thought.

"Your asshole when you had bent over and your balls dangling between your legs. Now your cock." Her face still straight. She then suddenly turned round and walked out of the room.

I ran out after her. This was uncharted territory and I was certain she would go straight to my aunt, who had gone to bed before I had arrived, to tattle on me. I caught up with her and grabbed her right arm. Spinning her round, I let the arm go. She had a slight smile on her face. This brought immediate relief as I now knew that tattling was not on her mind. Emboldened by this I said.

"Now its my turn." I said with a slightly lecherous smile on my face.

"Nope, thats not going to happen."

"Thats not fair, we have to be even."

"I didn't ask for this. You just took your clothes off, thats on you. There is nothing more to it."

"We have to be even." I said, a little louder but more assertive than previously.

"Shush! You will wake up my folks, in any case I need to pee. Go away!"

She turned round and walked away again, for the second time. I followed her. She opened the toilet door and stepped in. I was right behind her, now very awake, very angry, wanting to be even. I pushed my way into the toilet, closing and locking the door behind me.

"Well go on then" I said impatiently.

"No! Get out immediately!"

I stood my ground, looking at her with stern eyes. We must have stood there some 5 minutes or so, me not moving, not speaking and she with her arm stretched out pointing to the door. 5 more minutes passed, she started to fidget, the all to familiar, pressure on the bladder fidget.

She pointed to the door once more. Not saying a word I shook my head and raised my eye brows twice. She got the message. I wasn't going anywhere, I had all the time, her bladder didn't.

"Fine then you dick! Only once."

She turned to the toilet lifting the lid up. I stopped her.

"You have to climb up and squat on it. I need to see your bits." I said holding her arm again.

In a huff she turned her back to me, lifted her skirt up and pulled her panties down to her knees. As she did this she bent her hips and leant slightly forward. It was all so quick. I could see her beautiful firm pink buttocks with few wisps of hair sticking out in between them. When she leant a little forward, I saw was a deep furrow filled with hair.

She climbed up facing away from me. I let her. She squatted down and as I she did this her buttocks parted and a tangle of black hair, came into view. I moved closer and bent down, I saw her anus. It was pink, small, tight, sucked in. The faint smell of her ass wafted to my nose. I tried to see her pussy but I could not get the angle.

"Wait a minute, I need to see your bits! You need to turn around!"

"No fucking way. You will see my pussy if I turn around."

"Thats the whole point. You saw my dick and my balls. My turn now."

She wasn't going to move so I gently tugged her backwards, enough for her to loose her precarious balance on the toilet seat, falling backwards. She had no option but to set her right foot down on the floor to prevent herself from completely falling off. She was not expecting her balance to be upset.

"You fucker", she yelled, caught out by surprise.

Being startled a short but forceful squirt of pale yellow piss shot out of her hitting the water cistern and the wall behind it. At the same time a short forceful raspy fart escaped her anus as the shock of nearly falling off the toilet likely distracted her, relaxing her sphincter. Pfffft.

She was unhappy about this whole thing but then seeing me trying not to laugh hysterically, she too saw the humour and started giggling.

She turned around and squatted facing me. She looked straight at me whilst she did that. I was intently studying her anatomy. A triangle of black hair somewhat thick on her pubis up to her bikini line. Getting a little bit but not by a lot, sparser as it got to her labia. The outer lips were fully covered and parted, her inner lips, pink, wet, a few beads of the piss she had just shot out clinging to them and the surrounding hair. I looked closely. I could make out a small pink bean like structure about the size of a small pea. In between the smaller lips was her pink valley. I could see a small opening, about the size of a match head and under that another opening, a little larger, gaping gently.

I feigned innocence or ignorance, you take your pick. I gave a look as if I were to be looking at a pussy for the first time. In honesty, I actually was looking at it for the first time in the real world. My previous studies into the appearance was all from my intense research online.

Noting my puzzled looks, still squatting she leant a little bit backwards. With her hands she briefly spread her lips apart for me to get a better look. She then used her left hand fingers to hold things apart and with her right index finger pointed at the various structures.

"Clitoris, urethra, vagina." she said matter of factly.

Rubbing her finger in her pussy she brought it close to her face and sniffed it. She then offered the finger to me.

"Sniff it!" she commanded.

I sniffed it. This was my first smell of pussy. It had the tang of piss with a very faint subtle fish like smell which I later associated with unwashed pussy. I loved it. I inhaled deeply.

"Thats enough" She said, pulling the finger away from me.

Switching hands, with her finger she pointed further back at that tight puckered orifice which had now slightly become more prominent. She gently rubbed the finger over it, letting the pulp of her finger tip just slightly dip into the middle of her asshole without pushing it it.

"Anus." she said, offering the finger this time to me directly.

Not being one to be asked twice I willingly sniffed it. This was very different and recognisable. This smelt unmistakably like ass. Yummy yummy, sexy ass. With a slight hint of poo.

She pulled her hand away. Now crossing her arms over her bent knees, she let go a sudden torrent of piss. I could see it shooting out from her urethra hissing and hitting the inside of the toilet bowl and splashing in to the water.

She really needed to go. The stream must have continued for a good half a minute but it seemed for ever. Just as she was finishing off, I noticed her anus become a little pouty and she blasted three long farts which completely surprised me.

The air suddenly took on the smell of rotten cabbage. Watching me flinch with the smell she grinned vindictively.

"What you don't like this smell you bastard? Here is some more where that came from."

She strained and farted twice more. As the smell worsened, her pleasure at watching me wince increased. She saw her opportunity to get back at me. Stepping off the toilet she turned her ass towards me. Leaning over, bent almost fully at the hips, knees slightly bent. She reached around and she pulled her buttocks open. Her anus now stretched with the tension of the buttocks being pulled apart now slightly opened. She looked behind at me and invited me to take a closer look.

I moved closer to get a better view. A tight pink wrinkled ring with a void in the middle, leading into her bowels. I could see some hard balls of shit deep inside her rectum, I kept that to myself. Her face turned crimson red, her body appeared to tighten and a somewhat silent, due to the anus now being open, puff of air shot out of her anus hitting me in the face.

I immediately recoiled back but was not quick enough as I was leaning forward with all my weight to the front. She tightened and grunted again wanting to fart straight at me.

I remember this in slow motion, her anus gaped further, another puff of air shot out and then suddenly stopped. I saw a brown hard nugget of shit now appear in the canal. It shot right out of her anus right at me. My mouth was partly open. This ball of shit, hard knobbly, bounced against my lower lip and fell to the carpeted floor with a muffled but hard thud.

I don't know who was more surprised, me or her but she jumped. I can only imagine that the surprise of this all rendered her startled and rather than tightening up her sphincter she must have pushed as a combination of a few more farts and a few more hard balls of shit came flying out. By now I had pulled back and they missed me but flew across the room to the far side.

"Oh shit! I am so sorry! I thought that would be a fart!"

"No my dear girl, that was a shart."

"I have been constipated and I have not shat for a few days, just farting like a dog, I wasn't expecting to blast you with my shit."

Her previously, sly grin was now replaced with remorse, almost close to tears. I felt a little pity. Standing in front of me was a dear girl, butt naked, who I dearly loved. For a brief few minutes, I had seen a side that I did not know existed. I was completely taken aback by that. However, the Nancy that I knew was coming through again and I should be happy but somehow I wasn't. I had been turned on more than ever by that evil Nancy with a sly smile. I wanted that Nancy back.

"That's alright. It surprised me and it disgusted me." said I, still trying to play the victim here. I could not let her know how much I had enjoyed that.

".. But. Thinking about it, I think I might begin to like it.."

I saw her face change. I could not make out what she was thinking. She had turned round to face me, still bottomless.

"What are you thinking?", I asked.

"It was nice to get that shit out of me but my stomach still hurts. I think there is still some more stuck up in there."

Was this an invitation or a genuine concern, I had no way of knowing this right now. It was too good an opportunity to let it go.

"How can I help you with this?"

"I don't know." she thought for a few seconds and then added, "If you don't mind, can you take a look? I promise not to fart on you."

I nodded. She turned round and bent forward. This time placing both her hands on the toilet bowl in front of her. I kneeled behind her moving closer. The inviting earthy smell of her ass reached my nose. I felt my cock rise. I moved further in and placed both my hands on her buttocks. I paused just resting my hands on those two globes. Savouring the feeling of touching a girls ass for the first time. I gently squeezed them. She gasped. I took my hands away immediately.

"I am so sorry, I don't know why I did that. Perhaps because its the first time I am touching a girls ass."

"No, no its not that. I felt a cramp in my tummy. You can continue."

I replaced my hands on her buttocks. Not wanting to push my luck too much I decided not to squeeze them.

"I am opening your ass", I said as I gently retracted her buttocks apart.

I was greeted by the crop of hair. I pulled further apart and her lovely anus came into view again. No sign or trace of shit on it. Puckered and perfectly circular. It looked so small that I was questioning as to how such a big ball of shit had come out of it.

"I cant see anything. I am going to open your asshole to see inside."

I readjusted my hold. With my index fingers, one on each side of her anus I gently felt the corrugated skin around it. As soon as I touched her anus reflexly tensed again. I waited. Fingers still in the same position. She relaxed a little as she got used to my touch. I slowly pulled the ring further apart. It opened slightly. A soft hiss of bowel gas slipped past. This time I enjoyed what I now decided was a delicious aroma. Mixture of her cabbage fart and smell of constipated shit. She had not realised that she had accidentally farted. I did not bring this to her attention.

"I don't see anything but I suspect that there is shit inside."

"Can you... erm... Would you.... Uhh... If you don't mind....."

"Yes... what did you have in mind?.." I asked. As she was finding the words to speak, I leant in closer and closer. I stopped just an inch away from her anus. I gently breathed in the aroma. Combination of her ass and her pussy. If I died then, I would not have had any regrets. I took a deeper breath in this time. The deep inhale caused the air I was sucking in to rush against her anus. It immediately contracted.

"Did you just sniff my ass?" she asked shocked. I thought that indignation was a bit rich for someone who had farted in my face and then shot me with her shit.

"Yes I did. It smells lovely. I want to smell it again if you will let me." I blurted out.

No filter between my thoughts and my words. We were both surprised. She pulled away and spun around. Facing me. Well it wasn't exactly facing me as she was standing straight and I was still on my knees. Where her ass had been a few seconds ago her crotch now was. I was looking straight at it. Eye level. I could smell her pussy. Pissy, fishy. Strong.

Once again uninhibited, not thinking. I reached around behind her with both hands. Grabbed her buttocks tight and pulled her towards me. Burying my nose straight into her pussy. The coarse black hair tickling my nose. I went in deeper. I felt the tip of my nose dive in deeper. Past the outer and inner lips. The tip was where I would have thought her urethra was and the bridge of my nose was now likely against her clit. She shuddered as my nose brushed against her clit. Not shocked, just a shudder of pleasure.

I pulled away as just as quickly as I had buried my face in. The wetness of her secretions and piss still on my nose. I could still smell her. What I had done was beyond an apology. So I didn't bother.

I could not fuck this up any more than I already had. I braced for either a knee rammed into my face or a foot into my balls. It didn't come.

I looked up. Nancy's face was red.

"Enjoyed yourself? Have you found out how I smell like? Now that you have helped yourself, can you concentrate on helping me?" she asked curtly maybe offended.

I had no words, I nodded.

Finding the courage now she said, "Well if thats the case will you please check my rectum to see if there is any shit in there?"

"What do you mean? How would I do that?" I said feigning innocence.

I had previously seen some shit in there when she had gaped a little but she had after that pushed out a few hard balls. Surely it would not be all of it.

"Well, use your brains. Stick your finger into my ass and see if you feel any shit in there."

I nodded. She turned around and took up the position she was in before, bent forwards, hands on the toilet.

I pried her buttocks apart using the thumb and index finger of my left hand and brought the pulp of the tip of my right index finger against her anus. After she had relaxed a little I gently pushed the tip into her anus. I felt the ring around her anus first clamping down on my finger and then slowly relaxing. However she was still tense. She would not let my finger in.

I pulled my finger out suddenly. She gasped at the sudden withdrawal. This was just a diversion. When she was no longer expecting it I swiftly shoved my finger right in, this time I managed to get the whole of my finger in up to my knuckle.

Not expecting this sudden intrusion, she grunted a guttural "Ahh" and stood straight up. My finger embedded in her rectum, her sphincter tightened around it. Her buttocks tense and clenched.

"You bastard" She shouted and kicked back, getting me square in the chest.

I fell backwards, my finger now been pulled out of her ass as I fell backwards. Another guttural "Ahhh".

"You bastard, you hurt me..."

Before she could say anything more I held up my finger that had been knuckle deep into her rectum.

"See" I said showing my finger covered in a film of shit. "You were right, there is still shit in you, I can help."

"How?"

"Let me have another examination and I will tell you how"

Without saying anything she turned around and bent forward as before. I went in closer again. This time my finger slid in easily. I could feel lumps of hard shit inside her rectum. I moved my finger around exploring more. Nancy uttered a soft moan in pleasure.

"You will feel my finger move around, I am just trying to loosen things up"

I kept digging and probing. Breaking up the hard pebbles of shit which appeared to be stuck together inside. I managed to get behind one particularly large feeling lump and attempting to break it down, I unknowing pushed it forward, towards the front of her body. I stream of hot piss fired out and hit me on my thigh. I heard Nancy inhale sharply. I continued to dig around and each time I moved the lump forward a jet of piss shot out. Nancy was enjoying this.

"Are you pissing on me?" I asked.

"No. Every time you dig in, you are putting pressure on my bladder, I have no control. I am leaking"

I managed to eventually hook my finger around a smallish lump, about the size of a walnut and slowly pulled it back towards the anus. With coaxing her to relax I managed to deliver this nugget into the world. Dislodging that must have eased things along as no sooner had I pulled this out a few more nuggets happened to just find their way out. I collected all the shit that had fallen onto the floor and dropped them with splashing plops into the toilet.

"Its coming! Its coming!" She shouted.

She turned round and sat down on the toilet, by the looks of it just in time. A violent torrent of plops ands farts resounded through the bathroom. A clear sign of relief appearing on Nancy's face.

I knelt down again and pushed her thighs apart so as to get a better look. Down in the bowl was a pool of brown water with nuggets and lumps and one could even say, rocks of shit competing for space. More of them popped out of her anus splashing down into the water. My face catching a few of those shit water splashbacks.

The smell was revolting yet sexually arousing at the same time. I placed my hand in between her legs and cupped her pussy. Slowly I moved my fingers up finding her clitoris and gently rubbing it. At first there was no reaction but after a few strokes I could feel Nancy actually pushing herself against my hand and fingers. Maybe even grinding a little. The pale pink larger lips that I could only just see through the hair became a darker brighter red and appeared to plump up. Her juices were starting to flow. My darling cousin sister was getting all excited!

I looked up to her face. Her eyes were closed and she looked to be deep in pleasure. I slowly looked at her breasts which until now had completely evaded my attention. I noticed through her pyjama shirt that the breasts looked lower than they usually did. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were poking out through the fabric.

I moved my free hand up to her left right nipple and just gently held my palm against it. Feeling its warmth permeating through the clothing. I let it rub against the centre of my palm. It felt rock hard. I gently touched my index finger to the tip. A slight smile appeared on her face now. This was a clear green light. I gently pinched it, feeling its firmness. I then tugged on her nipple and started to roll it. This added to her pleasure.

I lifted her top up and a very pert, milky white breast came to light. A rose pink areola about 2 inches across adorned its very apex. In the centre of it was a bullet like hard nipple approx a quarter of an inch long and just as wide, poking out. Unable to resist I squeezed and cupped her breasts. I was not satisfied as I could see the nipple beckoning me. I focussed the attention of my left hand on the nipple now. Twisting, pulling, rolling. Pushing, tweaking. It felt firm, rubbery, pliable. Each action adding to Nancy's pleasure which was accompanied with soft moans. The attention the nipple was getting made it grow further. Now almost half an inch long.

I moved my mouth around the nipple and started sucking away. With each suck I felt the nipple stretch between my tongue and the palate of my mouth. Accompanied each time by either a soft moan or a muted gasp.

By now she had finished shitting. I continued to rub her pussy with my right hand. I allowed my fingers to slip into her vagina which felt so warm and inviting yet tight. Her muscles were squeezing around them each time I entered with a squelching sound. The sensation on my fingers was so pleasurable that if it were physically possible, they would have shot their spunk deep inside her pussy.

The rubbing of her clit, my fingers entering her pussy, the feeling of just having emptied her bowels, her nipple being sucked was all too much for Nancy. She started to convulse on the toilet. She pushed me away as it was getting too much for her. She could not stop the convulsing. She looked like a person having a seizure, her eyes rolled back, mouth opened, face contorted. Whole body began to shake and writhe. Just as she climaxed some more piss shot out of her pussy along with a raucous fart. She had just come.

I had never experienced any of this before. I was bewildered and completely in awe of what had just happened. My mind was struggling and by the look of it so was hers.

We both kept very still. She eventually moved, reaching for some toilet paper she wiped her self clean. Still sitting she dug her finger into her anus and pulled out a small uneven but smooth dark brown marble of shit.

Placing this in my hand, she said "This will not happen again. This is something for you to remember this by."

I had not noticed the tent in my pyjamas but Nancy had. She leant forward and squeezed the tip of my dick through them and said, "You cannot fuck me, I will not let you but you can wank yourself thinking of me."

She then got up, wiped her poo stained fingers on my chest, pointed to the panties that she had left on the floor and walked out. My last recollection of her naked body was her beautiful butt jiggling as she walked out of the room bottomless.

I picked up her panties. Sniffing in her scent from the gusset. Delicious as it was it was a sad reminder that I would not smell or see this wonderful creature in its full glory ever again. I wanked away as hard as I could until my foreskin was blistered.

Sadly after this Nancy and I slowly drifted apart. We rarely spoke. My calls and messages which were previously answered immediately, took days, then weeks and then months to be answered. Until one fine day, they were not answered at all. She had severed all connections with me.

Every now and then, over the last several years, I pull out that nugget of shit. To me the smell and the memories are just as fresh as the day they were made. Whilst Nancy was no longer in my life and I no longer knew where she was, part of her that she had formed deep inside her very bowels was still with me, in my hand.