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Tricia the Trashcan, by Raphael Rake
Ch 4: The Polite Request (Fg, F solo, ped, inc, gross, fart, mast, slight scat)
Tricia flew through the door to her house, letting the door swing shut behind her with a bang. Suzy was sitting on the couch reading, and looked up when she heard the noise. Tricia was still visibly excited, practically humming with energy, and Suzy gave her daughter a fond smile.
"How did you like your mud bath?" she asked, and Tricia suddenly stopped dead.
"How did you know about that?"
"I was watching you from my bedroom window. It looked like you were enjoying yourself." Suzy answered, her tone amused.
"Oh!" said Tricia, suddenly embarrassed that her secret moment with Lisa had been witnessed. "Yeah it was... fun. I got all gross and dirty though, and the water was cold when Lisa sprayed me off."
"Well, that's what you get when you take a mud bath. At least you took off your clothes first."
"You're not mad at me for getting naked in front of Lisa?" asked Tricia nervously.
"No," reassured her mother, "you can be naked with Lisa, as long as you remember to tell me everything that happens. So what else did you get up to while you were over there?"
"Well, I bet Lisa that she couldn't eat a worm, but then she did, so I had to smell her farts..." Tricia trailed off, embarrassed again.
"Whose idea was that?"
"Mine." mumbled Tricia in a small voice
"Well, hoist on your own petard." chuckled Suzy, but not unkindly. "Did you like the smell of Lisa's farts?"
Tricia was startled by the question. She assumed her mother was like everyone else, that she would think that farts were gross and never even dream that anyone could find the smell enjoyable. But Suzy was giving her a knowing look, like she already knew the answer to her question, so Trica just gave her a small nod and a shy grin. She looked down and twisted Lisa's thong in her hands before continuing.
"Then Lisa let me pull her panties out of her vulva and gave them to me as a present, then it was time to go home."
"I was wondering what those were." said Suzy, "Can I take a look at them?"
Tricia handed the damp underwear to her mother, and was surprised when she raised them to her face and took a deep sniff, followed by a satisfied sigh.
"Yep, Lisa definitely had this inside her, it's completely soaked." said Suzy, sounding amused again, before handing it back to Tricia. Tricia was curious, so she took a long sniff of it too, and was fascinated by the rich scent she found. It was sweet but also a bit salty, with a faint overtone of something that reminded her of fish, but she liked it, especially since she knew where it came from. She sniffed it again, savoring the aroma.
Tricia looked up and noticed that her mother was still watching her, but since Suzy had just done the same thing she didn't feel self conscious. In fact, her mother's shamelessness was emboldening her, and she decided she wanted to learn more.
"Mom, do you like the way girls smell down there, you know, in their vulvas?"
"I do." said Suzy, with a smile, "What about you?"
"Yeah! Or I like Lisa's anyway, I haven't smelled any other girls. What about farts mom? Do you like the smell of those too?"
Suzy wasn't sure what to say to her daughter, but the frank questions were both refreshing and arousing, and she decided that since she was demanding honesty from Tricia, she should be honest in return.
"I do like the smell of farts, at least if they come from someone I like."
"I liked the smell of Lisa's farts, but I wanted to fart in her face, especially since she won the last bet too." Tricia looked down at the thong in her hands again. "Mom, do you think I could fart in your face maybe, just to see what it's like? You said you liked the smell."
Suzy pretended to be considering it, but inside she was practically jumping for joy. The thought of her own little daughter farting in her face was making her pussy gush, and she thought that if it went on much longer she might have to take a cue from Lisa and shove her panties up inside her as well.
"Well, I suppose you could, since you've been a good girl, and since you asked so nicely. How do you want to do this?"
"When I did it with Lisa she made me lie on the floor and then she squatted over my face."
"That sounds like it should work." said Suzy, and she lay down on the floor, trying to appear calm and collected while suppressing the urge to touch herself. Tricia placed her feet on either side of her mother's head then squatted down, and Suzy was treated to the exquisite sight of her daughter's virgin pussy and asshole descending towards her face, her dress enveloping Suzy's head. Tricia's legs were so short that at full squat her crotch touched her mother's face briefly before she pulled up a bit, much to Suzy's delight. It took all of Suzy's self control not to begin kissing and licking the delicate slit and small puckered hole, but then she wondered why there wasn't any underwear blocking her view.
"Where did your panties go?" she asked, her voice slightly muffled by the dress.
"I took them off when I was touching my vulva while Lisa was farting on me, then I gave them to her since she gave me hers. Is that OK?" Tricia sounded anxious again.
"Yes dear, it's good to give people presents when the give you one, especially something nice and personal like your panties."
"Yeah that's what I thought." said Tricia, "You know Mom, touching myself on my vulva felt really good, you should do it too."
"Thank you dear, that's a good idea." said Suzy, trying not to laugh at her daughter's innocence. She really did want to touch herself however, so she reached her hands down and unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, then slid a hand under her panties and through her bush to her slit, where she quickly wetted a finger with her copious juices and then pulled it up to pleasure her clit.
The thin material of Tricia's dress let in plenty of light, and Suzy had a perfect view of her daughter's most intimate parts hovering right above her face. Suzy's finger danced on her clit, the pleasure making her breath quick and heavy, and Tricia giggled at the sensation of the warm air on her skin. Tricia began trying to fart, straining and grunting, making her small pink hole twitch.
"Remember, you can fart on me, not poop on me." said Suzy, though truthfully she would have liked nothing better than for Tricia to take a shit on her face. Tricia giggled, then her asshole let out a small squeaking fart, followed by a longer sputtering. What she couldn't see was that it had also sprayed her mother's mouth with tiny drops of watery shit, which she was gleefully licking off her lips, savoring her first taste of her daughter's waste. She could, however, hear Suzy's loud sniffing.
"Do you like the smell Mom?"
"I do dear, it's wonderful." said Suzy, in between sniffs. And to her it was, a dark musky smell, though not as rancid as she preferred. Tricia seemed like she was done, so Suzy succumbed slightly to temptation and planted a small kiss right on Tricia's puckered ring, and Tricia gave another surprised giggle, then stood up.
"Did you like farting in my face?" asked Suzy, standing up as well.
"Yeah it was fun!" exclaimed Tricia
"Did you like it better than being farted on yourself?"
"I don't know. They're both fun, but kinda different. Maybe I'll try both some more times and then see."
"That sounds like the right thing to do." said Suzy with a big smile, "And remember, if you want to know something, or try something out, all you have to do is ask nicely, no matter what it is."
"I know Mom, thanks for being so cool." Tricia gave her mother a big hug, and Suzy hugged her back, then bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Then they went up to their rooms, Tricia carrying Lisa's panties, and Suzy with her pants still unbuttoned, both looking forward to touching themselves some more as soon as they got there.
As soon as Tricia had walked out the door, Lisa peeled off her clothes and started pleasuring herself again. She sniffed Tricia's panties, but as she expected there wasn't much to smell. She sighed, then lowered them to her crotch and started pushing them into her dripping tunnel. Even though Tricia was much smaller than Lisa, her panties had more material in them than the strings that Lisa had been wearing, and Lisa grunted obscenely as she shoved the soft cotton into her and felt it fill her up.
Normally, she would have gone to her bedroom before masturbating, but she was in such a frenzy of lust that she was enjoying the slight thrill of being naked in her living room. It wasn't enough though, and once she'd finished tucking the last bit of Tricia's underwear between her lower lips she walked out to her back patio, relishing the sun and the breeze on her naked skin. She sat on a lounger and strummed her clit, tugging on a nipple and feeling the walls of her pussy squeeze down on the fabric inside her. Her orgasm exploded from her loins almost instantly, making her whole body shake and forcing ragged gasps and moans from her mouth.
After a few moments it was over, but she felt like a woman who was dying of thirst and had just drunk a small cup of water. It had been amazing, and so necessary, but she needed more. She had never felt so wanton, and she lay back and felt the drops of sweat slide down her bronze skin as she resumed her masturbation. Her head lolled over and she found herself looking at the mud puddle, her mind's eye replaying the image of Tricia washing the mud from her slim hairless body, and the fingers on her clit quickened.
Yet somehow she couldn't bring herself over the edge again, she was desperate for release but abusing her pussy and nipples wasn't giving her what she needed. Almost screaming with frustration, she made up her mind. She walked over to the puddle of mud, her feet sinking up to the ankles in the sludge, then let herself slide slowly into it. The cool mud on her sun-warmed skin felt like she was being engulfed and caressed all over her body. She writhed in the ooze, covering herself fully, before slapping her filthy hand back onto her cunt and rubbing out an orgasm that made her scream and arch her back, her body trembling convulsively.
As she sank back into the puddle with a contented smile, she kept on idly rubbing her tingling cunt, wondering what kind of costume she should make for when Tricia came over next. As filthy images scrolled through her mind, a part of it mentioned that she was trying to seduce a ten-year old, but the rest of her just shrugged. She didn't feel guilty in the least, and whether that was because of Tricia's obvious enthusiasm or some moral degeneration on her part she couldn't tell. What she did know, as her smile widened into a grin, was that whatever she wore, it was going to knock Tricia's socks off.