By the Power of Friendship and Hentai!
(A Pervert Pentet story featuring Potty-Mouth Piper and Sharking Sherry)
Content Warning: While there are plenty of references to human-toilet type activities, none of them actually occur in this story. Though there is a bit of flatulence and a big enema scene at the end. Honestly, this was just kind of a fun one to write. Reading it back makes me smile or laugh in quite a few places
This is also my most illustrated story so far, and as you can see by the vastly changing art style, I’m still definitely finding a way of illustrating things in a way I enjoy. EDIT: Also, I apparently ran afoul of tumblr’s bots, so I censored the images here and linked to the uncensored versions posted on Twitter.
Sherry had settled into college life rather nicely by the beginning of her third year. There was a routine that was comfortable for her; her schoolwork was challenging but she prided herself on being smart as well as pretty. She excelled at math, which was good, but as she was becoming a young adult, Sherry wondered if the reason for that was because she worked harder on account of her belief that asian girls were supposed to be good at that sort of thing.
But none of that mattered right now. Right now, Sherry was at the park, hiding behind some bushes with her friend Josh, waiting for some cute girl to walk by in a little skirt that Sherry could yank up, or a tube top she could pull down. Josh was her camera-man, so his job was to get a good shot of the unsuspecting girl’s non-consensually exposed tits or pussies so that they could post it online later.
It was fall, so unfortunately most of the girls were starting to cover up. She was about to give up when a prime sharking candidate came into view. She was tall and skinny like a runway model, but she had this punky tomboy vibe. She had this big green flop of hair that hung over one side of her face, but the rest was short and dyed black. Most importantly, she was wearing this teensy little red-plaid skirt. The thing couldn’t have been more than six inches long!
She was holding hands with this red-headed girl who looked like almost her exact opposite. The red-head seemed a bit shy with this over-baggy knit sweater and brown khakis. The punky one was making googly eyes at her like they were high-school sweethearts. Wait, Sherry thought, Maybe they are!
“Josh! Do you think those are yuri girls??” Sherry whispered the exclamation at Josh.
“What?” Josh wasn’t as acquainted with Japanese culture as Sherry. In fact, he didn’t really share many of her interests, and he mostly just hung out with Sherry because of her penchant to “accidentally” expose herself. She was also pretty sexually aggressive in a bizarrely cute way. Case-in-point was her habit of asking him to film while she yanked strange girl’s clothes off in public.
“Yuris! You know, lesbians!” Sherry clarified, exasperated.
“I dunno, but the punk girl seems kinda… scary. Girls like that carry switchblades and shit.”
Sherry had pretty much stopped listening to Josh’s objections, she was focused on what might be under that little plaid skirt. Cotton panties? Boyshorts? G-string? Maybe even the holy grail, pantyless!
She couldn’t wait another second to find out, she was going in! Sherry pulled up the hood on her sweater and made her way casually to the gay girls who had stopped to talk. She didn’t even notice Josh excusing himself to leave, mumbling something about, “... she’s hot, but this is all getting too weird.”
Sherry was practiced at the maneuver that came next, she just had to act real casual, like she was just walking by. She had the advantage of being short, so she barely had to bend down to get a good grip on the hem of the punk girl’s skirt and with a sudden jerk, she pulled it up to the unsuspecting lesbian’s armpits.
She looked down to see nothing but naked skin beneath the garment! Pantyless! She finally found one! Her brain rushed to figure out what to do next; this was a rare opportunity to expose this girl’s secret shame to the world. She reached down to spread the girls ass and legs apart, and tried to angle it so Josh could get a good view of her most private areas from behind. Her eyes darted up to see where he was, but to her shock, she saw him walking away!
“JOSH!!! YOU DIDN’T GET THE SHOT!!!” She screamed after him.
Sherry was briefly frozen by awkwardness as she met the eyes of the now-exposed girl who was currently less than two feet away from her. A brief moment of stillness passed as she considered what to do.
“Eeep!” She exclaimed before slowly turning and running away as fast as she could.
***
Things for Mackenzie and Piper had been going really well over the last several months. The two of them had gotten an apartment that was really cheap because the previous tenant was a young trans man who had passed under tragic circumstances in the unit. Mackenzie initially had reservations about renting a place with such a tragic history, but after some thought, she decided that it felt right that when he looked down from Heaven, he’d see an queer couple turning the place where he felt so much pain into a place filled with love. She kept him in her prayers every night.
Of course Piper didn’t believe in any of that, nor did she really even understand how people could be religious, but she was coming around on at least being understanding about it.
The apartment had these stone tile floors that could accommodate the couple’s filthy love-making, along with Piper’s tendency to relieve herself whenever and wherever the need arose. The toilet rarely, if ever, got used. In fact, Piper got a tiny bit jealous if Mackenzie used anything but her mouth to piss or shit into.
Mackenzie didn’t seem to have a sense of jealousy with Piper. They identified as sexually polyamorous, but Mackenzie didn’t have any other partners. Piper technically had sex with a lot of men, but it was more that she welcomed anyone to use her asshole to masturbate into. Such encounters were always very casual and very platonic; with Piper’s demeanor making it clear that she was extremely gay and extremely comitted to Mackenzie. She often told charming anecdotes about her paramour to guys as they were pounding her in the shitter. Other times she’d just ignore it and carry on with whatever she was occupied with. Mackenzie VERY quickly came to see the appeal of Piper’s fetish for ignored grossness and ignored sex.
In fact, the only nagging worry Mackenzie had centered on was Piper’s tendency to hyperfocus. She had a few obsessions that superseded the rest: computer sciences, Alan Turing, and the many functions and uses of girl’s anuses (mainly her own), but Piper’s obsession with her had taken center stage lately.
Mackenzie fell in love with Piper for how daring she was. But whenever there was the slightest chance that she might be unhappy in any way, Piper suddenly seemed timid and desperate. It was understandable. Piper had never had a girlfriend before, and the more Mackenzie paid attention, it seemed like her male friends didn’t care about her that much beyond her free-use asshole and affinity for video games. Obviously it was expected that she’d be the most important thing in Piper’s life, they were going to get married someday, after all. It’s just that she didn’t want to be the ONLY important thing in Piper’s life.
College recently started for Piper, so the hope was that things would sort themselves out as the school-year progressed. She hadn’t mentioned any new friends, and mostly complained about what she called the “remedial” math class they’d put her in. It was actually the most advanced mathematics class she was supposed to be able to take as a Freshman, but she said it made her feel like a child. Piper’s mom was able to use her considerable powers of persuasion to advocate for her daughter and eventually got her transferred to the most advanced class she could be in without being enrolled in a Graduate Degree program. Piper still expected to be bored, but at least she was farther along the path to learning something that would interest her.
It was a small victory, but one Mackenzie wanted to celebrate by spending an afternoon together at the park. Piper needed to spend more time outside anyway.
“Are you having a good time?”
“Yes, Piper, I’m having a good time. You know you could spend some time looking around,” she gently suggested with a little laugh, “you don’t have to just look at me.”
“But why would I want to look at anything else when you’re here?” Piper replied with her dreamy-eyed stare locked on the conservatively dressed red-head.
Mackenzie sighed. “Actually, that kinda reminds me of something I wanted to talk to you about.”
“I’m sorry!” Piper blurted out. “Whatever I did, I’ll fix it. I’ll do anything! I love you, I’ll-”
“Piper.” Mackenzie cut her off firmly, looking at the love of her life; her brows now knitted together in desperate worry. “You are my soul-mate. I am going to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you.” She stated these things matter-of-factly, to reassure her. Piper eased up slightly. “But it’s scary feeling like I’m everything to you. It’s… it’s important to me that we share our lives with each other. I can’t just be the total focus of yours. I know you’d do anything for me, and… well that’s honestly not healthy. I want us to be equals, and I don’t want to have that kind of power over you.” She paused to think for a moment. “Meeting you, and then getting to be with you is the best thing that ever happened to me. Our relationship is my favorite thing in the world, but I also love my friends from Church, and I love writing, my family, and my relationship with God, and… and horror movies. So I feel like I have a life that is made infinitely better by having you be a part of it, but…. I guess I have things that are separate from you…. And I guess I feel like you’re not really living a full life unless you have things and people that are separate from me, and I want you to have a full life. Does that make sense?”
Piper looked contemplative for a long moment. “Yeah… Yeah! Yes. It does. I get obsessive about shit. I mean, that’s literal because I’m fucking obsessed with shit, but I know I get intense about stuff sometimes. I should probably read some psychology books and maybe relationship books? I’ve never been in a relationship before this one, so I guess I need to figure out, like, what I need to do to… contribute to… us both being happy… and healthy? Mentally?”
“I’d like that.” Mackenzie replied with a warm smile. Open communication was sometimes uncomfortable in any relationship, but at least with Piper, she generally responded logically. “And who knows?” She began as she took Piper’s hand and continued to walk with her, “Maybe you’ll make some new friends in college.”
Piper gave a skeptical laugh, and it seemed like she was about to say something but suddenly, this girl in a black hoodie and sunglasses came up behind them and yanked up Piper’s mini-skirt. Mackenzie was startled by the sudden assault, but the girl didn’t seem to be violent in any way. After Piper’s skirt was wedged up under her armpits, the diminutive stranger pulled Piper’s buttcheeks apart and looked off into the distance. She released her a moment later and shouted something about how someone “didn’t get the shot.”
What followed was an awkward moment where the strange girl just stared wide-eyed at Piper as Piper stared back with a curiously amused smirk. Then the stranger literally said the word “Eep'' and sprinted away.
“Uhh. Any idea what that was about?” Mackenzie asked with a laugh.
Piper shrugged. “No idea. Seemed like she wanted a picture of my butthole.”
“She should have just looked on your Facebook.”
“Nah, they banned me again.”
“Well maybe you should stop trying to make it your profile picture.” Mackenzie giggled.
“Hey, whose to say which end of the digestive system is appropriate for social media?” Piper joked. She still hadn’t done anything to adjust the skirt whose hem was now barely hanging past her navel.
“You should fix your skirt before someone calls security on us.”
“What? You mean you don’t like it like this?” Piper teased, waving her bare pussy in Mackenzie’s direction as a small handful of middle-aged park-goers eyed the duo. “Come on, I bet this is how everybody wears ‘em next year. That girl was probably the fashion police.”
They laughed together as Mackenzie pulled Piper’s skirt down to her waist before drawing her in for a kiss.
***
The rest of the weekend was a bit rough for Sherry. Her friendship with Josh had kind of fallen apart in the conversation following the incident at the park. His official explanation was that he “stuck around because she was really hot” but that he was “weirded out that she insisted on constantly acting like a pervy anime girl.”
“Well that’s his loss,” She said to herself at full conversational volume as she was walking to her first class on Monday, “If he can’t appreciate what I have to offer, I’ll just have to find someone who can! After all, how hard can it be to find someone who appreciates a life filled with boobs and butts?” Sherry got a few strange looks as she made the strangely expositional speech to herself.
If anything, Sherry had leaned even farther into the cutesy schoolgirl look when she started going to college. There wasn’t really a dress code to say her skirt was too short or anything. She made a particular effort to be cute today, but at the moment she had to get her mind focused on class. She was good at math, but she worried that she’d bitten off a little more than she could chew with this particular course. It really required her full focus.
It was one of the smaller classrooms, with only a couple dozen seats. Sherry sat in the back because while she enjoyed other people looking at her, it also distracted her. She had a few minutes until class began and she spent it reviewing her notes.
Eventually the Professor entered and began speaking. Sherry scrolled to a blank page on her notes document, but her mind latched onto a strange spot of green in her peripheral vision. She turned her head.
Sherry gasped! It was her! The pantyless girl from the park! What could she be doing here, she wondered. Did she track me down somehow? Was she mad? Calm down, maybe it’s just a coincidence and she just happens to be taking the same class.
Sherry glanced back at the girl. She was staring right at her! Sherry began to sweat. What were you thinking? Of course it’s not a coincidence! Does this really look like the type of girl who wants to learn about the Cholesky decomposition of symmetric matrices??
“Hey.” The whispered greeting from the green-haired girl made Sherry jump in her seat, “You’re the girl from the park who wanted to take pictures of my butthole, right?” Sherry remained nervously silent.
The girl next to her shifted in her seat, Sherry saw her lean sideways to reveal that she was still naked beneath her scandalously short skirt. The green haired girl grabbed her ass and spread it, revealing her pink pussy and equally pink anus. Sherry’s eyes widened as she realized what the girl was doing. Here?? Now? In the middle of a math class?
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The green haired girl didn’t seem remotely rushed to cover herself back up. As far as Sherry could tell, she was perfectly content to sit there with her most intimate areas on full display to anyone who happened to be looking at her. Was this for real? Is this girl a real-live pervert like me?? Sherry thought to herself as she grabbed her phone.
Fortunately, Sherry was always careful to keep the flash and the shutter-sound on her phone turned off. She learned that the hard way in her early days of snapping upskirt pics. She got a few close-up pictures first, then she moved backward to be sure that she could capture the girl’s face in the same picture as her holes.
In a somehow even more shocking display of vulgarity, the girl slipped a finger up her asshole for a brief moment before putting it in her mouth in a flirtatious pose. Sherry got a few more pictures. She couldn’t believe this was really happening! This was like a dream! Was this girl really just going to let her take all these pictures and do whatever she wanted with them? Sherry was already thinking of all the websites she could post them to!
As Sherry was beginning to wonder if she’d just met her new best friend, a strange noise suddenly echoed through the room, briefly overtaking the drone of the professor. It at first sounded like air being let out of a balloon, but soon deepened to a strange croak.
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“What was that?” the professor asked suddenly as he turned around.
The green haired girl piped up, “Oh, sorry! This girl was taking pictures of my butthole and I farted really loud.” The mild sulphur smell that followed a moment later confirmed that she was being honest. Sherry mentally noted that the girl didn’t use the word “accidentally.”
Sherry felt a type of embarrassment that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Her new friend’s lack of shame threatened to out her for her perversions; though it’s not as though Sherry was particularly secretive with them anymore. But beyond that, she’d become distracted at a time she’d meant to focus.
It looked like Sherry didn’t need to worry. Everyone’s attention was on the green-haired girl. And in all likelihood, the professor would realize she didn’t belong and kick her out. Then Sherry could redeem herself by spending the rest of the class trying to catch up on what she missed.
The professor looked irritated for a moment, but then softened. In fact, he almost appeared pleased with an idea that popped into his head. “Miss Lindeholm, I recognize that this class might seem too simple to keep your attention. So why don’t you focus on helping your classmates learn? I know this is your first class, but I understand you’re up to date on what we’ve covered so far this semester, yes? Would you like to come up and lead us in a review?”
Sherry’s mind reeled. … wait, what?
The girl popped up and headed to the front of the class. “Fuck yeah, I love talking about cool shit like this.” She turned to introduce herself to the class. “Uhh, hi. I’m Piper. I just got here, but I used to like reading about this kind of math when I was like eleven. I actually had an older edition of this textbook. When I was a kid, they said I had savantism, but they don’t really use that term anymore. Umm, I moved in with my fiance a few months ago, I’m psyched as fuck about that. We’re dykes; we do a lot of butt stuff. Umm, my personal hero is Alan Turing and-” she paused her overly forthright introduction as she seemed to realize it was enough. “So anyway, chapter one began…”
Piper continued on for the rest of the class period in what was, perhaps, the most peculiar lecture taking place on the planet that day. She explained the arithmetic interactions of matrices by asking the class to visualize a very neatly organized orgy with “cocks” representing one matrix and “holes” representing another. She attributed traits such as length and girth to the cocks at first, but eventually factored in strap-ons, dildos, and vibrators as additional elements along with ejaculatory volume and time to orgasm as she went over more complex mathematical interactions. The “holes” matrices became equally intricate over the next two hours.
But the thing is, it kinda made sense to Sherry. It actually really made sense. As she looked around the classroom and listened to the questions the other students asked, it seemed like she wasn’t the only one who thought so.
The professor spent most of the period quietly laughing to himself and shaking his head, not quite believing he was letting this happen, but not entirely wanting to stop it.
When class ended, Sherry rushed out to catch up with Piper, who had collected her things and walked out absentmindedly. “Piper!” she called out after her. The slender girl turned to face her.
“Oh, hi.” she seemed unsure of exactly what to do. Sherry got the sense that wheels were turning in the girl’s mind.
“My name is Sherry. I just wanted to ask” Sherry paused meaningfully, “Are you a pervert?” Her tone was hopeful, and almost seemed as though ‘pervert’ was some special designation or secret society of people in her mind.
There was an awkward few seconds as Piper and Sherry made awkward eye contact. “Yes.” Piper eventually replied decisively, albeit questioningly. “Is that… good?”
“That’s great! I’m a pervert, too!”
All the tension seemed to drain out of Piper’s body at that moment. “Oh, good. I used to just do and say whatever-the-fuck and then not give a shit if people thought I was weird. But my fiance has friends, and a family who’d probably be weirded out if they knew how much I ate out of her ass and pissed on the floor and shit. So I’m trying to practice not being weird when I first meet people. Hey, is it the right time to ask you if we can be friends yet?”
“Oh! This is all happening so fast!” Sherry replied with a giggle. “It’s definitely the right time to ask, and the answer is yes, I’d love to be your friend! I’ve actually never met another female pervert!”
There was a part of Piper that was still waiting for the other shoe to drop socially, but so far Sherry seemed like a weirdo who enjoys taking pictures of strange girl’s buttholes, so as far as Piper was concerned, that was a point in her favor.
There was a brief moment of pause in which neither girl quite had the experience to know what to do in the situation of a new formally-declared friendship, but thankfully the silence was broken by a passerby.
“Hey! Fart-girl!” The voice came from one of the guys that had been in the class.
Piper turned to face the approaching student, “Did you just call me fart-girl?”
“Oh, sorry I didn’t mean-”
“Because that’s fucking awesome! It makes me sound like a superhero with a magic shithole or something. I mean, my shithole is pretty nice already, but it doesn’t do anything special. Well, I guess sometimes when I fart, some rando’s cock-snot shoots out, but that’s not really a superpower.”
“Uhhh…. ummm…. wow. Okay, so anyway I actually have kind of a hard time with math, and it seems like you really understand it. And the way you explained it was so crazy that I feel like that’s going to stick in my brain forever? So I wanted to know if you offer tutoring or anything.”
It looked like the wheels were turning in Piper’s head. “People would pay me to talk about math??” The young man nodded enthusiastically in response. “Well then!” Piper declared as she puffed out her nearly flat chest and dramatically put her fists on her hips, “Fart-girl is here to help!”
***
“Apparently it’s a thing called sharking.” Piper explained as Mackenzie was attending to her fiance’s new friend, “Sherry says it started in Japan.”
Mackenzie listened intently as Piper introduced the new friend she’d brought unexpectedly to the apartment. She was playing the good host, brewing a pot of green tea for Sherry while discreetly filling a mug with her own hot piss for Piper. She placed the mugs in front of the two girls and sat down.
“It’s the best!” Sherry continued from where Piper left off, “Especially if you like looking at girls boobs and butts. Sometimes it’s staged, but the best is when it’s a total surprise! I actually got to star in a few videos, maybe I can show you later.” In that moment, Sherry’s nose scrunched up for a brief moment, “Piper, your tea smells… interesting.”
Piper beamed for a moment, as if about to announce some great accomplishment, she lovingly took Mackenzie's hand in hers and announced, “I get to drink her pee.” Her tone was almost boastful. Mackenzie blushed and grinned sheepishly for a moment, before her eyes made their way to Sherry. She could tell the Japanese girl expected to see embarrassment at her lover’s comment, but there was none of that. She was gently scrutinizing Sherry, waiting to determine if this new girl would be open-minded enough to be welcomed into their lives or if she’d have to spring to Piper’s defense.
“Wow! You must really love each other,” Sherry remarked thoughtfully, “I’ve never had a boyfriend who wanted to drink my pee.”
The slight tension in Mackenzie’s shoulders went slack as Piper replied, “Hey, well if you ever want someone to drink your piss, I’m all about that. And I guess since we’re friends now, you can take a shit in my mouth whenever you want, too.” she turned to Mackenzie, “If that’s okay with you, of course. Are you okay with me sucking poop out of other girl’s buttholes?”
Mackenzie took a deep breath and nodded enthusiastically with a reassuring smile. She looked a bit flush and felt her nipples suddenly harden against her floral button-down shirt. Of all the blessings that came with sharing a life with Piper, getting to have her own private porn-star was among Mackenzie’s favorites.
“Oh!” Mackenzie said as a sudden thought popped into her head, “Speaking of which, that… stuff we ordered got here this morning. Maybe since Sherry seems to like taking pictures, umm, she could... “
“Oh! Fucking rad! Hey Sherry, remember how I was telling that guy who called me ‘Fart-girl’ about how I sometimes get jizz-farts when a bunch of dudes jerk their dicks with my shitpipe? ‘Kenzie thinks it’s super hot when that happens, but most guys don’t squirt enough cock-juice to totally fill my butthole so she found this cum-lube stuff and we bought, like, literal fucking buttloads of it so that she can watch me just explode fake-cum out of my fart-box. Wanna take pictures while we try it out?”
Sherry looked thrilled as she listened to one of Piper’s signature strings of vulgarity-laden prose. “You know, Piper, it’s really exciting listening to you talk! I never thought I’d get to be friends with a girl as perverted as I am! And the answer is yes! I’d love to take pictures for you! Maybe I could even do it, too? I mean, I certainly don’t want to make a bad first impression, so it seems like the best thing for me to do is to be as perverted as possible so that I can prove myself to my new friends!!” This last sentence was punctuated by Sherry leaping to her feet and thrusting a finger skyward in a cartoonish display of enthusiasm.
However, in doing so, she knocked over her tea, which spilled onto the stone-tile floor. “Oh no! You invited me into your home and I’ve made a mess!” Sherry dropped to her knees and pressed her forehead against the floor in the dogeza position. “Please forgive me! I’ll accept any punishment you want to give me!”
Piper and Mackenzie looked at each other briefly. “Umm, you might not want to put your face so close to the, uhh, the floor? Piper kinda… poops on there.”
Sherry sniffed briefly, her forehead still pressed to the file, “.... I can tell.”
***
“So… do ya like her?” Piper asked as Sherry was taking her clothes off and practicing ahegao faces in the mirror in the room behind them, “I’m realizing that she’s a little bit of a weirdo.”
“Best not to bring her around anymore, then. You know that I have no tolerance for girls who are the slightest bit unusual.” Mackenzie teased as she opened up the jug of cum-lube and laid out a large enema syringe. After a few seconds of silence, Mackenzie looked to see Piper mentally trying to unravel the puzzle she’d inadvertently given. “Oh! I like her. A lot. I was using sarcasm, sorry.”
A satisfied smile appeared on Piper’s face, “I would have gotten that.”
There was a brief pause, “How many seconds ago was I born?”
“Seven-hundred-fifty-one-million, eleven-thousand aaaand... ,” Piper briefly checked the time on her phone, “two-hundred four, roughly.”
They smiled at each other; Mackenzie knew Piper sometimes felt dumb when it comes to interpreting subtext, so she liked reminding her how smart she really was. “By the way, who was calling you ‘fart-girl’ at school?”
“It was just this guy who was in class with me and Sherry. She was taking some upskirt pics of my butthole and I farted really loud, and I think the professor thought I was trying to get attention, so he sort of let me teach the class. Then afterward the guy called me “fart-girl” and asked if I could tutor him in math. I hope it catches on! I was thinking it’d be cool to make some “Fart-girl tutors math” flyers and put them around campus.
“Piper-san! I can’t stand waiting any longer! Please, fill me up and show me what it’s like to be a true pervert!” Sherry called in a desperate baby-doll whine from the other room.
Most surfaces in their studio apartment were prepared for various types of “spillage,” but everything in proximity to the bed on which Sherry was now waving her naked ass was especially resistant to bodily fluids.
Piper got in position next to Sherry on the bed, ready to hold her surprisingly shapely ass open while Mackenzie took pictures. The filled, half-liter enema syringe laid in wait, the tip gently oozing a thick, milky white drop onto the neoprene-fabric bedsheet.
“I feel like I should check,” Mackenzie said between taking pictures of her fiance spreading the asian girl’s buttcrack, “Is this moving too fast? I mean, this is technically the first time we’re meeting.”
Sherry, on hands and knees, looked back, “Well, if we want to get technical, I did spread Piper’s ass so someone could take pictures of her holes the first time we met, so this seems like a fair exchange!”
“Plus,” Piper added, still spreading Sherry’s ass, “I didn’t even know your name the first time I unloaded my bowels in your face, just that you were the prettiest girl I’d ever seen.”
“Wait, that really happened??” Sherry asked in delighted surprise.
“Yup, high school assembly. What can I say, that’s how I flirt!”
“Okay! I’m convinced,” Mackenzie replied with a shrug, “Let’s get to the fun part.” She proceeded to pick up the enema syringe and shoved the well-lubed nozzle up Sherry’s little anus.
“Eeek!”
She let Piper take the tube from her so that she could step back and continue acting as photographer for the scene. Piper placed her palm on the plunger and began to push gently.
“Mmm! I can feel you filling me up, Piper-san! It feels so good!” she moaned.
Mackenzie blushed slightly at the lewd noises Sherry constantly emitted. She’d become used to Piper’s vulgarity, but her vocalizations at the apex of their strap-on sessions were generally more along the lines of a tomboyish “Fuck yeah! Solid dick-work, babe!” The girlish whines and moans actually made the red-head giggle awkwardly.
“Uh! Uh! More! I want to take so much for you!” Sherry writhed, even with Piper’s arm over her hips to keep her still.
Piper continued slowly compressing the plunger, wondering how much of Sherry’s pleasure was performative, “We’ve got to go slow with this, it needs a little time to work its way deeper into your shit-pipe and to warm up to your body temperature.”
“I can feel it going inside me! Eeeaah!”
“‘Bout halfway in now. Ya ever consider voice acting in hentai? Bet there’s plenty of dude’s who’d jerk out all their nut juice just from the audio of this kinda shit.”
After a few more minutes of emptying the enema tube into Sherry’s bowels, along with Sherry’s orgasmically lewd narration of the process, Piper withdrew the syringe and absentmindedly licked the nozzle clean.
“I’m so full, pervert-senpai! You pumped so much of your cum inside me, I don’t think I can hold it much longer!”
“Well, ‘Kenzie’s got the camera in position, so whenever you get tired of clenching your shit-pipe, just let loose and cum-blast me right in the mouth.” Piper said with a reassuring slap on the ass-cheek. She knelt down behind Sherry and eye-balled the trajectory so that when the enema exploded out of Sherry’s asshole, she could get as much as possible to shoot straight down her throat.
They both stared into Sherry’s twitching anus for several seconds, the girl seemed to be enjoying the mass of the cumlube in her bowels and struggled to keep it inside. The combination of pleasure and exertion began to slicken her skin with perspiration.
“There’s so much of it inside my ass! It’s going to come out soon!”
There was an excited tension building within the room, everyone waiting for the strength of Sherry’s anus to finally give way…
“I can’t hold it anymore, Piper-san! It’s going to explode out of meeeeeeaaaaAAAAAHHH!”
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The cumlube exploded out of Sherry’s asshole like a fire-hose. The spray hit Piper in the uvula hard enough that she almost gagged for the first time in nearly a decade. The thick, warm goo filled her mouth faster than she could gulp it down. The force of Sherry’s anal explusion splashed against the fake semen filling her mouth before it even had a chance to drip down Piper’s chin.
The sustained, forceful jet of anally expelled cum began to slow, though just barely, as it turned to a sputtering spray of cum-farts that splattered across Piper’s face and a good distance across the apartment floor. Her face and green hair soon became obscured by the layers of translucent white goo being sprayed upon it by the girl’s garden-hose bowels.
The cum-splorting sound was eventually overtaken by Sherry’s mewling of pleasure, with only an occasional spurt from her anus, and the odd incidence of flatulent jizz-mist.
Sherry seemed spent by the ordeal, and lay face down, ass up on the bed. Sweat pooled around her body, as did drool from the tongue that had been hanging out of her mouth continuously for the last several seconds. The last bits of cumlube dribbled out of her exposed butthole and oozed down her smooth, glistening pussy.
Piper meanwhile, was grinning and wide-eyed, frantically scooping handfuls of the warm, thick anal explusions into her mouth; pausing occasionally to give a kid-in-a-candy-store smile to Mackenzie as she continued to document the scene with her camera. Piper slurped and gulped loudly, often pressing her tongue to the floor to eagerly consume the ass-slime that her new friend had been so recently storing in her bowels.
Finally the green-haired pervert had mostly cleaned the butt-sludge off of her body and floor and set her sights on the dribbling hole in front of her. Piper slapped her face between Sherry’s cheeks so hard that it surely stung for both of them. A loud sucking sound dominated the room as she tried to drain the last contents of the Asian girl’s bowels with the same force as trying to draw a thick milk-shake through a straw.
Sherry once again went cross eyed and shuddered in pleasure as Piper’s skillful and greedy mouth sucked and licked at her shit-hole. After a few minutes, the pair had settled into a more relaxed posture, with Sherry contentedly resting her eyes as she lay in the fetal position, with Piper gently sucking on her butthole like a pacifier.
A small shock of worry crossed Piper’s mind suddenly; she hadn’t seen or heard ‘Kenzie over the last couple minutes. Had Piper gotten carried away eating out Sherry’s asshole? Was Mackenzie hurt or jealous?
Piper’s worries were put to rest as the now-naked ivory skinned form entered the room. Mackenzie was grinning ear to ear as she held the heft of a freshly refilled cum-lube dispenser.
Mackenzie bit her lip with a delightfully sinister glint in her eye as she gestured at Piper to get in position on the bed; holding the jumbo enema syringe as if it were a weapon.
“Your turn.”