Carlie has to go

(Warning: this chapter includes descriptions of characters relieving themselves. If you couldn’t tell by previous chapters, this will be semi common. From here on out I will mark sections dealing with toiletplay by beginning and ending with -/-.)

When the four members of the Ross family ahead of Carlie turned around they could see her standing with her knees crossed. She bobbed up and down slightly, biting her lip.

“I um I need to go.” She said with a strained voice.

“Go where?” Margot innocently asked, her mother rolling her eyes before responding, “then go Carlie. Remember our rules?”

“Well yeah, but I’ve never done it in public before, much less in front of the people I’m living with.” She said embarrassed.

Emily shook her head amused, before she walked up to Carlie and pressed on her bladder. “We don’t care sweetie. Just go”

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Carlie looked at her unsure, but then spread her legs slightly and placed her hands on her knees. She moved one hand to her hanging folds, spreading them to make for an easier time. Margot looked at her and giggled, “oh she meant she had to go pee pee.” Carlie flushed red, and let go, allowing her stream of piss to splatter on the floor, immediately washed away by the flowing water on the street. Carl and Brett both sported boners, each stroking slowly, watching Carlie piss.

Emily, hearing Carlie’s flow, grew the urge to pee herself. And full of her family’s cum, pizza, and lunch from earlier, she needed to shit as well. “Mm looks like I’m joining you Carlie.” She squatted down, eye level with Carlie’s pussy as she spread her cheeks. Her yellow piss splattered on the ground, warming the soles of her feet where the water flowed into them. She grunted slightly, and pushed out a small nugget of shit. With her asshole now stretched by the spreading of her cheeks and the first nugget, more poop left her body, flowing down hill to the reclamation plant.

“Oh wow” she said feeling lighter. As the last bit of shit left her, she farted, and the smell wafted up into Carlie’s nose. Carlie was surprised that it smelt exactly like the pizza had, and not gross at all. ‘It’s almost pleasant’ she thought to herself. Seeing Emily go so easily, and without restraint encouraged Carlie, and so she squatted all the way, spreading her ass like Emily had. She blushed as she reached Emily’s eye line and let loose, allowing herself to let go of what she previously tried to hold, out of embarrassment.

She sighed as she felt the buildup of the day leave her, washing down the street. It was almost therapeutic, the sound of flowing water, the smell of pizza, and a gorgeous Latina in front of her smiling. Carlie smiled back, and Emily moved forward and captured her lips. Carlie moaned, whether from the feeling of shit rubbing against her anal walls, pleasuring her, or from the glorious sloppy kiss, she couldn’t tell. But soon it was hard to distinguish. One became the same, she didn’t know it, but her brain was being repaired to accept and enjoy relieving herself. She felt herself finish and moved forward, placing her arms on Emily’s shoulders and moving into her knees.

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“Um ladies?” Brett asked for their attention. Emily and Carlie paused their kiss, breathing heavily, turning to look at the two men.

“We could use some help” Carl finished his fathers thought, hand desperately moving on his shaft, his tip red and engorged. Carlie and Emily looked back at eachother, smiled and moved to them on their knees. Emily crawled to her husband, knowing Carlie wasn’t ready to take the monster down her throat. Carlie accepted this, thinking Emily just wanted her husband, and moved to Carl.

Both women grabbed the two cocks, licking up and down, and all over. Carlie saw from her periphery how Emily was now sucking on Brett’s tip, dipping down further and further, relaxing her throat to take him all the way to the base. Carlie, wanting to be unique, wrapped her tits around Carl’s cock, with only his cockhead showing out the top. He moaned at the feel of her soft skin, and she gasped as her nipples brushed his thick bush. She began moving them up and down, exposing more of his cock with every pump. She leant her head down and licked the underside of his tip as he thrusted up in time with her movements.

Meanwhile, Margot and Stacy stood off to the side, watching, and Margot quickly got bored. Stacy understanding her sisters need for a distraction picked her up and started to play airplane, her wet pussy leaking with every step, the clear liquid falling on the ground to be swept away.

Carl monied loudly, legs shaking as he finally came, placing his hands on Carlie’s head for balance. A rope of sticky white cum landed on her tongue, another reaching her hair, and a third splashing her nose. Several more smaller spurts landed in her chest, warning her nipples and making her shiver as they rolled down her body.

Carlie sat back on her heels, finished cleaning Carl’s cock, and watched as Emily masterfully took Brett’s cock down her throat, her neck bulging as she went down on him. Brett had his hands wrapped in her raven hair, and held her in place when he came.

“Oh fuck!” He called out feeling Emily’s throat suck him down. He came for a whole minute, filing her back up. Carlie scooped some of Carl’s jizz onto her fingers and into her mouth, wanting to see how much he tasted like his father. She moaned at the yummy taste. ‘Why does this taste so good? My exes all tasted terrible.

Stacy noticed Carlie cleaning herself, and placed Margot on the ground, asking if she wanted to help Carlie. She nodded excitedly, and the two girls walked over to Carlie. Stacy helped her get back on her feet, deciding to lick her face clean, while Margot, eye level with her belly button used her hands and mouth to clean Carlie’s torso. Carlie turned her head at times, licking back at Stacy, making out briefly. She looked down at Margot licking her belly, her slight muffin top covered in jizz that fell from her tits.

She was never too athletic, but she always had a slimmer body. Recently though, she had been spending more time in the office, and eating muffins and pastry’s than she should have. While she was nowhere near fat, her curves were accentuated, and she jiggled when she walked. But feeling Margot’s tongue slide over the skin of her belly made her feel less insecure than she had in a long time.

Soon, she was all clean, and waited with the others for Brett and Emily to stop making out. When they did they were connected by a line of cum, Emily smiled and wrapped it on her finger, sucking it off. “Well are we ready to go then?” She asked the group. They all nodded, and so off they went, continuing their journey home.

(Author note; I have a bunch of ideas for where this story is going to go, but if you guys want to see something specific, let me know in the comments what you’re looking for.)