The Pooter Society

by GoodLittleKaren

Sharon lay back on her bed and tried to think of how this all began. Her mind drifted back in time to when she was perhaps 22 months old. She remembered her Aunt Alice, and how she ran a daycare for girls. No one ever explained why boys were not allowed there, but it didn’t really matter. Her Aunt Alice was the sister of her mother and lived at the edge of the town on a big ranch. Aunt Alice was a pretty woman perhaps in her 40’s. She had very long, thick blonde hair like her mother, and she always seemed to smell of roses. Sharon enjoyed visiting the ranch. There were lots of different animals to play with and a large, grassy backyard surrounded by a tall wooden fence. In the yard were the typical things to play with, toys, swings and several blankets spread out for “nap time”, as her Aunt called it. Usually, Aunt Alice would care for no more than four or five little girls. All of them would be no older than 5 years of age. After that age the girls would go on to kindergarten and school.

Sharon remembered a small area, set off to the side of the backyard. This place had a small, plastic bathtub and several towel spread out on the lawn. Everyday the girls would receive a bath and lie on the towels to dry in the warm sun. Aunt Alice had an assistant, a woman that was maybe 30 years old and had short, black hair. Her name was Brenda. Brenda would help the girls undress while Aunt Alice prepared the bath water. Sharon was too naïve to be embarrassed about being naked with the other little girls. She recalled how Brenda would have them all line up to wait their turn in the tub. One by one, each girl would be bathed and led to a towel by Brenda. Sharon thought about how wonderful Aunt Alice’s hands felt as she bathed her and the other girls...her strong, soft hands carefully washing every part of each girl. “Maybe that’s how it started!” Sharon thought to herself. She would watch each girl before her being bathed. Aunt Alice would gently ease her hand down to their backsides. Sometimes the little girls would open their eyes really wide when Aunt Alice washed there, but of course Sharon could not fully understand why. It was not until it became her turn to be bathed that she would know why the girls seemed surprised.

Sharon stood naked in the tub and felt Aunt Alice’s washing her. Since she was last in line this day, Brenda had taken all the other girls to their respective towels and had them lie down. Aunt Alice was very careful about washing the front part, but as Sharon felt her Aunt’s hand slip behind her she now understood a little better. Sharon kind of liked the way Aunt Alice’s hand felt as it rubbed all over her tiny bottom. But then something happened that Sharon would never, ever forget. Aunt Alice’s finger slipped between Sharon’s little cheeks and began to rub her poop hole. Sharon thought how it kind of tickled when Aunt Alice did that. What happened next would alter Sharon’s thinking forever. Aunt Alice’s soapy finger pushed into Sharon’s little hole and wiggled, slowly deeper. Gently, but deliberately her Aunt’s finger went further, until Sharon could feel the palm of her Aunt’s hand against her baby butt cheeks. Her Aunt’s other hand steadied her by the shoulder while her finger went back and forth. It would be a few years later that Sharon would understand the sensation she felt that day. The way her Aunt’s finger twisted and slid along the soft, inner walls until easing out completely. Brenda would wrap her in a big, soft towel and take her to her place on the lawn, while Aunt Alice drained the tub. Sharon remembered how Brenda whispered in her ear “What a GOOD girl!”

Sharon was taken to the towel and laid down beside the other girls, all in a line and all on their tummies. Sharon saw her Aunt go to the far end of the line and kneel down behind the girl. Brenda had crawled behind Sharon now and whispered “We have to make sure you’re all nice and clean!” Aunt Alice seemed to whisper to the girl she was behind and then moved down to the girl’s bottom. Sharon felt Brenda’s hands opening up her little orbs and could feel her tongue licking. Between licks, Sharon could hear Brenda saying “Soo beautiful and soo delicious!” Brenda’s tongue licked all over Sharon’s little poop hole, and even tried to go into it. “Such a pretty little piggy hole you have dear!” Brenda said and then moved to the girl beside Sharon. Sharon almost felt sad when Brenda stopped. She watched her Aunt and Brenda move down the line until they came together. Then Sharon saw the two women kissing each other. Aunt Alice and Brenda moved away and smiled to each other. Sharon saw Brenda take out a coin. “Call it!” she said, tossing it in the air. Aunt Alice always said “tails”. The coin landed and Brenda smiled and said “Heads! Looks like I win!” They always played this game. What would happen next is that whoever the winner was would take the oldest girl into the house. Sharon would always peek as they walked. She liked seeing the bottom of the girl jiggle when she walked. But Sharon could not understand why.

Sharon never really knew what happened in the house, but the girl and the lady would be in there for a long time. Long enough for the rest of the girls to redress and take a nap. When they did come back out the girl always seemed to look kind of happy. She would be redressed and not have to take a nap. Sharon sometimes wished she could go in the house, but she was still too young. This odd game would always happen when Sharon would visit.

Time went by and now Sharon was 4 years old. The recent group of girl was only 3 that day and Sharon was the oldest. She had grown very fond of the bath time and silly game afterwards. It always left her feeling kind of tingly inside. As often before, the bath and funny game would take place. This time, afterwards her Aunt won the coin toss and took Sharon’s tiny hand, walking her into the house. “What are we doing, Aunt Alice?” Sharon questioned. “It’s ‘Special Play’ time, dear!” her Aunt replied. “What’s special play?” Sharon asked. Aunt Alice said nothing as she walked Sharon into the house and to a wall, just off the den. She watched in curiosity as her Aunt moved a book and pressed a button behind it. Sharon could not read yet but if she could she would have seen that the book was called “Little Women”. Suddenly, part of the wall slid sideways.

Aunt Alice took her hand and led her into a room. When a light came on, Sharon saw there were a lot of strange things in there. But what really caught her attention was the large bed. Sharon had never seen a bed so big in her life. Aunt Alice had Sharon sit on the edge of the bed while she walked around the room, turning on more lights and fiddling with the strange things. As Sharon looked around the room she saw there was a great, big television screen. Alice came over and sat beside Sharon. She put her hand on Sharon’s naked little leg and said, “Honey! This is a very secret room and only very special girls know about it.” Sharon didn’t understand any of this, but soon would. Aunt Alice clicked a button and a funny sign came on at the wall behind the bed. Sharon could not read the letters. “What’s that, Aunt Alice?” she asked curiously.

“It says ‘Pooter Society’ dear!” her Aunt replied. “What’s Pooter Society?” Sharon asked quietly. Her Aunt began to explain something about how very special girls have certain talents. Sharon listened as Aunt Alice described how girls have a very special place on their bodies. “It’s a place” Alice continued, “that girls can use to get just about ANYTHING they desire.” “Even candy?” Sharon asked naively. Aunt Alice laughed and said “Yes dear, even candy!” As her Aunt talked, Sharon could feel her hand slipping down and up her tiny leg, rubbing it softly. “And today...”, her Aunt continued, “you were chosen to learn all about this special place.” Aunt Alice stood up and went to a closet, removing two very strange looking things and came back to the bed. Each one had black, vinyl straps and what looked like a boy’s thingy standing out in the front. Sharon noticed how each of the thingies was different. One looked about 4 inches long and very thin. The other was longer, perhaps 8 inches and about twice as thick. “Stand up dear!” her Aunt told her. Sharon obeyed and her Aunt placed the strange thing around her tiny waist. Sharon felt her Aunt adjusting the straps and noticed how the ones that went in back kind of pulled Sharon’s little bottom open. She gazed down and saw she had the larger of the thingies on. It looked really funny to her and she giggled, slightly.

“Now turn around, sweetheart!” her Aunt told her. Sharon did as she was told and felt her Aunt’s hands adjusting the straps behind her. “Now Sharon...” her Aunt said again. “I want you to put your hands on your knees dear!” When Sharon complied she could feel Aunt Alice’s hands on her backside. Alice looked at the tiny star before her and tenderly rubbed it with her finger. “A girl’s most special place is her piggy hole, Sharon!” her Aunt said softly. “With this little spot here...” she said, pressing her finger into Sharon. “A girl can have all she desires! And the Pooter Society is dedicated to helping girls use it to their full advantage.” Sharon had grown very fond of having a finger inside her, and as her Aunt pressed totally into her, she pushed herself back until she could feel Aunt Alice’s palm against her bottom once more. The way her Aunt’s finger slid back and forth inside her, made Sharon feel very warm inside. When her Aunt eased the finger out and stood up, Sharon felt a little disappointed. In fact, she tried to squeeze herself to keep the finger inside, but it didn’t work. “You really liked that, didn’t you Sharon?” her Aunt asked. Sharon nodded and murmured, “Uh huh!” Sharon saw her Aunt begin to remove her own clothes, saying...”You have a very, very special piggy hole, Sharon.” Her Aunt stood naked before her and Sharon thought how pretty she looked. “The ‘Society’...” her Aunt continued. “Is going to help you fully understand just how special!” Sharon watched, as her Aunt put on the other funny belt, the one with the smaller thingy on it. Sharon almost laughed as she looked at her Aunt, watching her hands adjusting the straps behind herself. Aunt Alice turned around, facing away from Sharon and leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees.

Sharon saw how the straps seemed to pull her Aunt’s bottom open, revealing HER piggy hole. “Can you see it Sharon?” her Aunt asked, reaching back and touching herself with her finger. Sharon nodded and said, “Yes Ma’am!” “Good!” her Aunt said and stood up, turning to face Sharon. “Now...” her Aunt continued. “We have these (placing her hand on the thingy in front) because sometime in your life a boy or a man will want to put his dick inside of you.” Sharon noticed how her Aunt’s fingers seemed to slide back and forth on the thingy as she spoke. “But it’s very important to only let them put it in your piggy hole, until you are married.” None of this made sense to Sharon. “Up on the bed now dear!” her Aunt said, crawling up also. “In order to understand...” her Aunt said, “you have to see how a dick can fit inside there!” Sharon watched as Aunt Alice got on her hands and knees before her. “You will also learn how it feels to have a dick in there Sharon!” her Aunt added. “Come up her behind me Sharon.” Sharon obeyed as her Aunt instructed her how to hold her “dick” in her hand and how to use her hips to push it forward.

As Sharon tried to push her ‘thingy’ against her Aunt’s piggy hole it kept slipping away, missing. Alice had to place her hand over Sharon’s and had her push again. “Harder Sharon!” her Aunt hissed. “Push it harder with your hips!” Sharon looked down and saw how her Aunt’s piggy hole stretched and opened, wrapping around the end of the ‘thingy’. Alice took her hand away, along with Sharon’s and pushed backwards. “Oh GOD!” her Aunt moaned. “That feels soo good! Push it all the way in baby!” Sharon tried to push her hips forward and could clearly see her Aunt’s piggy hole dipping as the thingy slid further and further until her tiny thighs were against her Aunt’s backside. “Now just hold still Sharon!” her Aunt moaned. “Let Aunty Alice get used to it!” Aunt Alice was grunting and gasping and Sharon saw her hips moving a little side to side. Inside the harness, on the backside of the thingy were little, tiny buttons. As Aunt Alice pushed back, Sharon could feel them rubbing her where her pee comes out, causing a funny tingle.

Aunt Alice was saying something about how big it was and how full she felt. At first, Sharon thought she was hurting her Aunt. “Now baby!” her Aunt groaned. “You are going to learn how to fuck!” Supporting herself only with her legs, Alice reached back and placed Sharon’s hands to her hips. “Now!” her Aunt hissed. “Push me away...but NOT too far. You don’t want it to come out!” Alice supported herself again with her arms as Sharon tried to comply. Sharon saw how her Aunt’s piggy hole pulled outwards as she moved back. But, being her first try, the thingy came out completely and her Aunt groaned loudly. “Uhhh...Ohhhh...” she moaned. “It’s okay baby. Just lift it and push it back in! Hurry Baby!”

Sharon lifted the thingy and pushed it once more into Aunt Alice’s piggy hole. Aunt Alice seemed to be very happy about this. “Now try again, Honey!” her Aunt uttered. “Bring it back slowly and then push it back in!” Sharon drew back and pushed. She had never seen anything like it. The thingy would press Aunt Alice’s hole inwards and it clung tightly to it as she pulled back. Aunt Alice was telling her how to hold her hips and move her back and forth. Alice moaned and hissed in pleasure. Her 4 year old niece was slowly fucking her in the butt...following each instruction she was given perfectly. “Now honey...” her Aunt said, looking back over her shoulder at Sharon. “Let me do it! Just stay still and watch, okay?” Sharon held her hips still and watched as Aunt Alice began to move back and forth. Through her gasps and moans Aunt Alice said “See how I relax as it goes in and squeeze as it pulls out?” Sharon could see her Aunt’s muscle working as she flowed back and forth on the thingy. Each time she pushed back, Sharon could feel the buttons rubbing against her and it made her tummy feel warm and tingly.

“Oh sweetheart!” her Aunt moaned. “You are making my piggy hole feel soo good! Does it look pretty Honey?” Sharon nodded and said “Uh huh!” It truly did look good to see her Aunt’s piggy hole gliding along the funny thingy. Alice began to move faster and faster. Soon her fanny was slapping against Sharon’s little legs. Sharon did not understand what was happening but could tell Aunt Alice was very happy about something. When her orgasm subsided, Aunt Alice pulled completely off it and curled up on the bed. She had Sharon come to her and asked “Do you trust me Sharon? And know I would never, ever hurt you?” Sharon admitted she did trust her Aunt and knew she was safe. Then I want you to know”, her Aunt said. “How it feels to have your piggy hole loved.” Sharon got into the position her Aunt told her to and Alice gazed down at the precious little 4 year old’s backside. Her tiny cheeks spread slightly from the straps of the harness. She moved behind Sharon and touched the very tip of her dick to Sharon’s little hole.

“Remember to relax Sharon!” her Aunt said. Sharon tried very hard to relax and soon could feel the thingy pushing into her. It was only a little bigger than Aunt Alice’s finger but longer. As it made its way into her, Sharon could feel her tummy tingling. Alice drew Sharon back until her tiny fanny came to rest against her smooth thighs. Sharon felt the thingy going further than she ever thought possible.

Alice held Sharon still for several moments, allowing her to get used to the intrusion. To Sharon, this felt soo much different than a finger. It was touching placed inside her that had never been explored before. Then Aunt Alice began to move her little butt away. This was something Sharon though felt really good. The thingy slid back along her inner walls before pushing once more into her. Her Aunt had reached down underneath and was holding Sharon’s thingy tightly to her little crease. This made Sharon feel even funnier, but in a good way. Alice knew Sharon would not likely have an orgasm, but was certainly being stimulated as she slowly fucked the tiny butt before her. Sharon seemed more natural at this than other girls. With the buttons of her own cock rubbing her clit, it did not take long for Alice to come again. And come she did! When she finally calmed down, she drew her dick out of Sharon and cuddled her tightly to her.

Alice kissed her all over her face and told her what a good girl she was. Then Sharon saw Aunt Alice get up and go to several of the things around the room. She then turned on the big T.V. Sharon watched the entire event unfold again before her eyes. Her Aunt told her that she was now a special movie star. Alice knew the footage would be expertly edited and sold to the European market. Though Sharon could not fully understand, her Aunt told her that 25% of the profits were going to go to Sharon. “Do all the girls get money?” Sharon asked. “Every one of them dear!” her Aunt replied. “Would you like to see how good some of them were honey?” Sharon agreed and watched a few of the films made with other girls. She watched Brenda doing it and her Aunt with other girls. But what fascinated Sharon the most was seeing the tiny piggy holes being filled so lovingly by the women.

Over the next year, another girl came and was a little older than Sharon. Sharon knew exactly what was going on when she was taken into the house by Aunt Alice, who had won yet another toss. Sharon was extremely sad when she was told she was too old for day care. But she smiled to herself when she was told she could visit sometimes during the summer. Sometimes there would be no other girls there and Sharon, Brenda and Aunt Alice would play together. Sharon learned new words like “fuck” and “ass” and “cock”. But she was only to say these things when she was with Aunt Alice or Brenda and never with anyone else. Sharon was enrolled in a all girls school and for the next two years she often entertained thoughts of her classmates little bottoms but never got the chance to play with them.

When Sharon was 10 she went to visit Aunt Alice again. Being the “special guest” she was allowed to go with Brenda and one 5 year old girl. Alice and Brenda knew that Sharon was special in many ways. It would be the best film they ever made. After loving each other’s piggy holes, the girls and Brenda played with each other’s “kitty cats”, as Brenda called it. Sharon had her very first orgasm as the 5 year old girl licked and suckled her, while she licked Brenda. After everyone left, Brenda, Alice and Sharon talked. “There’s a lot of money for you now Sharon!” Aunt Alice told her. The films had done very well and even Sharon’s parents had many new things. Alice told Sharon that she and Brenda would be taking a vacation and that the day care would be closed. “But don’t be sad dear!” Alice told Sharon. “You will be well provided for.” The next 3 years would be the saddest time in Sharon’s life.

Sharon was now 13 and had made friends with a girl at school. Her name was Cindy. Cindy and Sharon became very, very close. During several sleep overs they would love each other in the quiet of the night...tenderly sharing all the joys of their bodies in secret. Aunt Alice’s ranch was left unattended for many years. Though carefully maintained, it would not be until Sharon was 16 that her parents and her took possession of it. Cindy would often come to stay for a weekend and her and Sharon would spend a lot of time playing in the secret room. Everything was gone except for the neon sign over the bed. When Cindy asked what the “Pooter Society” meant, Sharon explained everything. Years passed again and eventually Sharon’s parents died, leaving her alone with the ranch.

Now, as Sharon opened her eyes, she gazed at the two sleeping bodies beside her. On top of Cindy was a pretty, little 3 year old with Cindy’s “dick” still nestled deeply in the tiny butt. Remembering how it all began, Sharon smiled to herself.

The “Pooter Society” would live on.