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Monday, February 19, 2018


Part I
I was laying on my stomach in bed and suddenly had to go poop and pee. I was wearing cotton panties and pajama shorts pulled up snug around my waist. I thought since I was alone upstairs and the large comforter would mask the smell, I would just go right there laying down. The mattress had a plastic sheet on it so I knew it would be fine. Laying firmly on my stomach, I hugged my pillow almost falling asleep, closed my eyes and spread my legs real wide. I adjusted my tight thick panties over my bum and crotch. I lifted my pelvis about an inch off the bed and as I did, a high pitched 'weeeeeeeeeee' began hissing softly under the covers as I felt peepee trickle up off my clit, spraying and flooding my panties all the way up to my stomach. It was a really strong pee as I smelt it even as I buried my face deep in my pillow. I continued relieving myself, pressing my bum and clit down and peed harder into the mattress, the wee sound getting softer and a puddle growing under the covers. I still really had to go but was also so tired almost falling asleep. I tried getting comfortable to go number 2 so I moved up on my knees then back down again. as I did, un absorbed pee-pee splashed and trickled puddling up in my bum crack inside my underwear. It felt really warm and I got a really strong whiff of piss as I pulled the covers further up over my back, snuggling and closing my eyes like nothing even happened.

I felt the strong urge to poop now so I began humping down slightly and spread my legs wider. Still laying on my stomach hugging my pillow, I held it in... but felt pain in my intestines so I just began to go right there. I squirted more pee and farted as I pushed and grunted. I spread my legs all the way and began smelling a hint of poo under the covers. It was going to be a big load, I could feel it coming down...
Mmmpphh... I closed my eyes tight and raised my bum a little off, feeling my wet panties stick to my clit. As poop started poking out I pressed my hips down into the mattress and went more wee as I felt a big poop start pressing up crackling slowly in my panties. It started to fall down into my crotch lips as I continued pushing down hard and going. I was alone upstairs for the weekend so I knew nobody would see or smell.
mpphh.. I grunted in my pillow as more poop forced its way down onto my crotch from the gravity of my bum being slightly cocked up. I kept going poop and relaxed for a minute in the cozy quiet bed, almost dosing off, pulling in my legs together. As I did this, the doodie cracked as it forced and mounded up around and under my ass. I felt the heavy load between my crotch and butt as I nestled and got comfortable under the covers. I started going soft poo over the bulge so I turned over and laid on my back, lifting up my pelvis to push the rest out half asleep. It was difficult as my underwear had no more room and my shorts hugged really tight around my soft packed poop and wet slippery bulging pussy.
Feeling horny from going poop I pulled down my undies and spraid pee-pee up into the covers, the quiet 'weeeeeeeee' sound echoed under the cover as the thin stream of pee sprayed up onto the white comforter then splashed down onto my already soaked stomach, drribling down under my load of poop. It caused another small puddle under my bum on the mattress. The strong smell of pee and poo wafted as I lowered my hips back down, crushing the huge mound of poop under my butt and smashing some poop up the slit of my vagina in my stretched underwear, forming a bulge up in front as well. I fell back asleep instantly, never even getting up from my bed until the morning.
When I woke up I cleaned up, opened the window and sprayed lysol in the air like nothing even happened. As I was brushing my teeth with the running water, to save water I cocked my hips forward over the sink and went morning wee-wee standing up, pulling back the hood of my clitoris to feel the piss whisk from my clit down the sink drain in a yellow bubbling puddle as I finished brushing. I quickly turned the sink off wiped and got ready. I didn't even use the toilet for days, but thought nobody would care or notice.

Part II
About 2 weeks or so later I had stolen a thin pull-up diaper from planned parenthood and wore it out under my skinny jeans. I walked around the mall shopping for clothes and while I was looking in GAP, I started going spurts of peepee. I was looking in the mirror with a bra placed over my chest pretending to be fitting but I was really leaning somewhat backward looking down at my crotch swelling with piss and crinkling slightly inside my jeans. For some reason I'm guessing by the way the diaper was pressed up on my pussy lip it made my pee stream shoot up sideways in my diaper so I heard a pronounced hiss as I walked by the fitting rooms and felt pee forcing up on the left of my thigh trickling down the front and side as I continued walking. It was so loud that the hiss echoed off the wall I was walking near. I put the bra back on the rack, walking out of the store going weewee. It felt warm and wet as I walked, and I got so turned on that I didn't care anymore if I leaked. I went the rest of my weewee on the lower level standing in line at Starbucks and began to smell piss by the time I ordered but very faint so nobody noticed. My jeans were a little bulged at the crotch by then but it was only something I knew, and while I was in the bathroom stall about to check if I leaked, I grabbed ahold of my bulged crotch over my jeans and felt all the pee-pee going up my clit, butt and waistband of my diaper, but no leak yet. I peed my entire bladder while walking through the mall and felt it sloshing around in the diaper as I walked outside and left with my coffee and bag. As I sat in my car i felt the absorbent crystals crush up around my ass and pussy. There was a small wet line on the front now but it was so small it looked like a piece of hair.
Part III
As I was pumping fuel into my car on my way back from the mall I started to go poop in the same diaper because my stomach ached from the pressure. I pushed really hard and grunted while walking across the gas station lot, crossing paths with someone walking out to go inside and buy a pack of gum. My skinny jeans were really tight over my diaper since the crystals were already expanded with yellow pee-pee, so walkin

Friday, December 29, 2017

Anya the Shameless Panty-Pooper by Arthur Saxon

Anya paused by a stand of wonderbras and pushed. A long, soft poo emerged from her anus and curled up in the back of her panties, nestling against her buttocks. Anya smiled at the feeling and pushed again, squeezing out a second turd into her panties. This one was longer and thicker than the first, but still she could feel that there was more to come. She strained again, and a third poo began to come out. There was little room for it in her overcrowded undies, but she continued pushing, and the back of her panties sagged lower and lower under the increasing weight of poo. The new turd finally broke off, but Anya knew she was still not done, despite the fact that the third one had been the longest yet. She knew that if she filled her panties any more, she would not be able to walk without some of it dropping out on to the floor.

She checked the back of her pleated miniskirt, smiling at the way it was draped over the enormous bulge in her panties. She checked the hemline and found that it did not quite cover the bulge. Perfect, she thought to herself with satisfaction. She wandered among the clothing stands to the dressing room, and held up the items she had collected. The lady at the entrance waved her through, and she walked in and selected a cubicle. Drawing the curtain halfway across, she stripped off her top and bra, then gingerly removed her skirt, taking care not to disturb her over-full panties. She pulled on a cut-off top designed for an eight-year-old, and grinned as she tugged the front down so that it only just covered her nipples and no more. Then she pulled on the skirt she had selected. This was also made for a little girl, but it had an elasticated waistband so that she could still fit into it. She carefully pulled it up over the bulge and let it snap into place around her waist and hips. It was not quite long enough to cover her buttocks, and certainly did not cover much of her bulge. She turned around a couple of times, admiring herself in the mirror, then she slipped her hand into the front of her panties and masturbated for all she was worth while she slowly pushed another poo into her panties. As she climaxed, she realised her panties were slipping down under the weight of her poo, so she grabbed hold of either side of her waistband to prevent them from falling.

There was now a monster load inside her panties, but still she had not quite finished. In order to balance the load, she reached into the back of her panties and scooped out a handful of poo. Holding the front open, she brought the poo around and dropped it inside so that it nestled against her pussy. She transferred a couple more handfuls in the same way, and soon she had a large bulge at the front of her panties as well as at the back. Of course, her hand was rather messy by now, so she pulled a couple of tissues out of her purse and wiped it clean. Popping the messy tissues inside the front of her panties for future disposal, she changed back into her original clothes and walked out of the dressing room, pushing again as she went.

A fifth turd began to emerge, and it was still coming out of her anus when she reached the checkout and paid for her new clothes. Her skirt was splayed out in front as well as at the back, where her bulge was again sagging well below her hemline. Finally she squeezed the last little bit of poo out, and her anus closed up.

She left the shop and made her way to the toilets. There, she locked herself in a stall and lifted up the front of her skirt. Pulling open the front of her panties, she removed the dirty tissues and dropped them into the toilet bowl. She pushed the button to flush them away, then walked out of the stall and left the toilets. She looked and her watch and decided it was time for lunch. Smiling to herself, she began walking in the direction of Macdonald�s. Sitting down, she predicted, was going to be so much fun!


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Sunday, November 12, 2017

Part II of my Subway adventures

I was in the city shopping with friends one day. It was hot so I decided to wear a red mini skirt that was plaid round the edges with a white shirt, red bra & white panties (I remember). After we finished shopping my friends all decided to go to subway before we went home. I was reluctant to agree after what happened last time, but didn’t want to admit what happened so I just went. So rather hesitantly I ate a subway. After we all finished our subs, we rushed over to the bus stop just in time to catch the bus home. Being a gang of girls we sat on the upstairs deck at the back. On the journey home I felt rather allot of pressure build up in my bowels, this isn’t unusual as my ass decides when to take a shit rather than by brain, usually leaving it till my ass says ‘gotta shit’ rather than everybody else who goes every other day which I always found odd. Either way, on the bus journey back I really felt the pressure build in my bowels, at first I thought nothing of it, but about half way I really started to feel slight pain, something I rarely feel as I can go for week without having a shit. But just talked to my friends to take my attention off it & sat on one bum cheek let out some silent but very deadly farts. My friends picked up on the smell & we started to argue amongst ourselves about who it was. One friend Jess leant over & let out a ripper, after that so did Lucy. We all laughed but I was seriously turned on by this.
We got back to our local town bus station with those who lived in the same town as me. From the bus we walked to an open field where some of my friends lived, there were benches & swings. We were going to hang out there for a while, as we knew it was a good place to meet boys, but no boys turned up. On the walk  over from the bus station to the field I was letting out little silent farts just to release some pressure I don’t know if they picked up on it or not, but my bowels were still aching quite badly. When we got to the field me & Jess sat down on a bench & got our phones out. About one minute later Jess leans over & lets out a massive fart. I remember it well, she was wearing a beige top with a tight black skirt & black tights, she leaned away from me & let rip a massive wet fart, sounded like she shat herself, we started laughing but I was really turned on & got quite horny, so horny in fact that I let my anus slip a bit & a hard firm poop slid out & pushed against my panties. I got so excited that I forgot where I was. As my other friends were returning from a smoke, I looked at my phone & made up some excuse that I had to go home.
The walk home was long & even longer when you’ve got a shit sticking out your ass & pushing against your panties, even though it was annoying & embarrassing it was also slightly sexy, it was also a windy day so I held my shopping bags behind by bum to prevent my skirt from being lifted by the wind. The walk home was hot & sweaty just to add to the annoyance.
When I got home rather than go to the toilet, I was feeling a bit naughty & just decided to hang around, check emails, facebook, stuff & probably touch myself a bit. Minutes later my ass just exploded the hard shit was pushed out & lots of soft shit followed gushing out into my white panties. I had no control; it took me completely by surprise. I remember I stood up & clenched my stomach letting out a groan. I also felt quite horny & made no effort to go to the toilet I just stood there with soft shit filling my pretty white panties with farts bubbling its way through the shit. It was a rather large shit & absolutely stank, I must have been saving that one up for 4-5 days. It’s really soft consistency meant that it bulged  out at the bottom of my panties quite a bit, 3 inches roughly & started to drip out onto the floor at this point I didn’t care I was having too much fun. I took my skirt off & sat down in my messy, stinky panties & started to wank. But at this point a surprise delivery a man knocked at the door with a parcel. I was feeling pretty naughty so went to answer the door in my shirt & panties (they still looked ok from the front except maybe a small piss stain). I answered the door & the man had eyes like an owl looking at me, I signed it pretty quickly wanting to get back to my wank & the man left pretty quickly wanting to get away from the terrible stench. I went back to sitting in my own mess & continued to wank & play with my panties into the evening, cupping & holding the shit, pulling it up tight into my panties, dancing with my panties full of shit. That day was allot of fun. Might just go to subway more often.
Let me know if you want more!

Friday, August 25, 2017

Karen's stinky day.

Warning!: If you don't like a girl having diarrhea, groaning while rubbing her belly, and farts, this story isn't your cup of tea (Also, this is my first story, so no hate please haha)

Driving into the taco bell drive thru, 19 year old Karen happily orders 3 burritos and a side of nachos and cheese. As the woman says for her to pull up to get her food, Karen gets a little more than excited. Stopping right behind the car in front of her, Karen rubs her groaning belly. "I sure am going to have a nice dinner tonight" Pulling out of the taco bell drive through after she gets her food, she holds her gurgling belly and drives back home, thinking about how she was going to mess her panties tonight.

As she pulled into her drive way, she felt her tummy rumble in hunger. Ggrrrggllee "Oh shush, I'm about to feed you now" she smiles while grabbing her food and walks into her house. Setting down her keys and purse, she takes her bra and shorts off and heads to the kitchen. "Because I plan on having a big gassy night, I should probably drink some milk with my dinner". Knowing that she was lactose intolerant, she grabs a huge cup of milk and walks into the living room with her food. She turns on the TV, gets out her food and starts eating her first burrito. "Mmmhhh, this is so amazing!" Practically, moaning in ecstasy, she chows down on her second burrito and drinks the milk to wash it down. GUURRRGGLLEEE! She ignore the gurgling in her belly and continues to eat her 3rd burrito and nachos.

Soon after eating everything and washing it all down by chugging the rest of her milk, she throws the cup to the side and grabs her belly. "Ohhhh mannn. That milk is already getting to me." Rubbing her belly, she feels all of the food churning inside of her, creating a great amount of feces and gas. As Karen rubs her belly, she feels a little bit of gas filling up her rectum. Grabbing her butt, she leans to the side.
"Ahhhhhh, that felt amazing" She giggles to herself and gets up, heading to her cupboard in the bathroom. "How about we add a little more liquid into this?." Grabbing her liquid laxative, she opens it and chugs it down. Buurrrrrppp! "Oooffff, excuse me" Karen walks out of the bathroom holding her belly that is now making audible gurgles and letting out loud wet farts.
Karen gasps, but giggles soon afterward. "Oh no... Seems like that one had a bit a liquid added on"  Going into her room, she looks into her tall mirror and turns around, giggling at the brown spot on her panties. "How about we literally shake things up a bit?" Grabbing her belly, she shakes it up, causing all the contents in her belly to mix into each other and immediately giving her more gas than ever.
Immediately, she puts her hand to her butt and feels the diarrhea oozing out. Pulling down her panties, she takes her hand away from her butt and looks in the mirror, grabbing her belly, gripping it tight and pushing on it as hard as she can, she groans but smiles at her upset, rumbling, gurgling tummy and starts pushing out her diarrhea toward her bed.
"Ah, man this feels so good!" Karen leans forward a little more, pushing on her lower intestine that was gurgling like mad and continues poring out diarrhea.
*knock knock*
Karen quickly stops her diarrhea explosion and stops gripping her belly, putting a hand in her buttcrack and clenching to hold back the storm.
"Karen?! Are you home? Remember, we are supposed to do movie night! Why does it smell so bad?! Are you doing what I think your doing?!"
Karen opens her eyes widely. "Oh shit! I forgot Sophie was coming over!" She starts to panic as her butt begins to quiver and her stomach begins to gurgle loudly.
"Shit shit shit shit!" Trying to walk to the bathroom, Karen grabs her robe and slowly removes her hand from her buttcrack, waddling to shut her bedroom door and walk over to the front door. She slowly opens it and sees Sophie.
"FFFFEEWWWW! Karen! What the hell were you doing?! " Sophie waves a hand in her face and tries to look inside.
Karen feels herself begin to sweat as she farts slightly and a bit of diarrhea oozes out. "O-oh nothing! Just h-had a bit of gas." Karen tries to smile and move her foot, But she accidentally moved her foot back toward the door, hitting the door back into her tummy and causing her to bend forward and unclenching her buttchecks. Diarrhea starts spewing ALL through the living room and on the walls.
After watching Karen groan and the diarrhea spew out of her for about 10 more minutes, Sophie looked up in astonishment. Karen get up slowly, letting farts out along the way and making a crooked smile "Soo.... Heh.. Will you help me clean up?"
Sophie just kept looking is astonishment and then started laughing. "THAT WAS AWESOME! THIS IS WHY YOUR MY FRIEND"
Karen just smiled and shook her head, slightly laughing. "So I'm guessing thats a yes that you will help me"
"Hell yeah I will!" Sophie yells and walks inside with Karen.
(So basically if you didn't get it, Sophie is also into the same thing and is always there for her friend. Haha. I should be making a story with her as well soon. Thank for reading and leave comments below 😊)

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Sup facepunch

So there was this girl in high school that I had an obsessive crush on. Her name was Sara and she was perfect. We shared a few classes such as physics and German and a few others. At this point in time, I had just turned 17 and she was 15, although we were still in the same year or grade. She was a short skinny girl with blonde hair put into a high pony tail and had a fringe of a few long hairs that hung down the sides of her face which she was always blowing out of the way. My god why don't girls my age these days have hair cuts like that? I never see those schoolgirl hairstyles anymore.

She had a skinny teen body that wasn't too curvy yet, petite breasts that could easily fit into a hand, and the most perfect small rounded ass, and very pale white skin. The school uniform for the girls consisted of dark green school pants and green jumper which was generally unflattering, but on her these pants always seemed to be too tight, showing off the perfect roundness.

Like her breasts, her ass was the perfect handful size. I'd had a crush on Sara for a long time now, and with my current social standing at school and lack of self esteem, i didn't even consider expressing my interest in her. She was one of the girls in the nerdy group I guess, quiet and hard working. But still way out of my league. Until one day...

Now let me reiterate how incredibly awesome Sara's ass was.

Our school had a lot of stairs, and I always found myself walking behind her, my face level with her ass, only a few centimeters away. I was an assman through and through. But she was also an incredibly nice, quiet and friendly girl, not like a lot of the other girls that were so stuck up, thought they were god's gift to men, obsessed with being as cool as possible. Sometimes I'd sit next to Sara in class, and we would get along fine. She was also one of those girls that you just knew had never done anything sexual. That kind of thing probably never even crossed her mind. But then one day, I had a German class with her. This German class was an elective, so there were only a few people in the class. In fact, there were 3 of us in this class. Me, Sara and another girl. And then there was our teacher, Ms. Janosec or something. Horrid lady. And due to the tiny class size, our class was put in a small windowless room at the end of the corridor in the ass end of the school. So there was a fair distance between us and other classes.

So me and Sara turned up to class, Ms. Janosec waiting for us. She was a grumpy bitch, and wasn't even German. She was of some Eastern European Untermensch descent. The third girl didn't turn up to class, which was an incredible stroke of luck for me as I would find out. So as we sat next to each other at the desk, the teacher started the so called class with "Well seeing Alix isn't here, we won't be doing any new material, so David and Sara, I want you over 9,000 to work on your assignments. Becoz zEY ARE JEW IN ONE VEEK!!" I groaned a little. I had barely started the damn thing. And to be honest, I can not even remember now what the assignment was about. "While you guys do that, I'm going to go photocopy some things. I will be a while, so no mucking around." She tapped on the table in front of me, as if to point out my own textbooks to me, as if I didn't know they were there. Sara perked up and asked "How long will you be?" "Oh I don't know half an hour." Sara looked at me, with a kind of odd look on her face. Her face was heavenly. Although she was 15 years old, her face made her look even younger. It was perfectly symmetrical dominated by large blue eyes which were able to change color from a soft grayish blue to a penetrating vivid blue eyes able to shoot lazers. It was as if they had been photoshopped or something.

But her large eyes also helped to make her look younger. And she had subtle light freckles on her cheeks, completing the whole school girl look. But at the time, her odd look was a combination of "Why is the teacher not going to leave teach us?" "Hey no teacher, we don't have to do any work." and "I'm stuck with YOU?" It was a complicated facial gesture but i was somehow able to interpret it. She then tried to brush her fringe from her face with her hand, for it to just fall back into place again. Then with a sudden annoyed but cute look, she blew the hair, kinda like Lola Bunny does in Space Jam. (No idea how i thought up of that example.) Again she was unsuccesful, and turned back to her schoolwork while the teacher collected her books and belongings, all of them, and left the room. As she shut the door, I noticed that the door had a lock on it, and at the same time i noticed the teacher took all of her things. Was she going to come back at all? I pulled my chair in to sit closer to the desk, which was actually a cover for me pulling my chair slightly closer to Sara. "Well, that was weird." I said. "Yeah.." I felt a little awkward at that point.

A few seconds of awkward silence was broken by Sara. "Hey, what grammar do I use for this sentence?" She pointed to work, and I leaned in closer to see. I actually had to lean in a lot closer, because what she was pointing at wasn't right in front of her, but to the side.
So I leaned over and had a look, and showed her what to do. My face was actually very close to hers, and i was getting rather excited. And I could smell her. Girls at that age generally didn't wear much perfume, except for maybe the try hard sluts. But Sara just smelt very natural, and she had a wonderful smell, like a pleasant sweaty smell with a tinge of vanilla.

When i fixed her problem she turned her face to mine quite suddenly. "Hey thanks!" she said with unexpected enthusiasm, her eyes bright. It was at that point that I realized my face was maybe 2 inches from hers. Nervously I stuttered, "'s okay." She giggled a little. She must've thought I was an idiot! So I turned back to my own work. But after a while we started talking. As nervous as she made me because I thought she was the most beautiful thing to ever grace the earth, she also seemed to be able to make me relax and feel comfortable just by talking to me. We stopped doing any constructive work, and talked about the upcoming student exchange.

"I'd love to go to Germany." She said "But I don't think my parents can afford it." "That sucks!" I replied. "I'm going, my parents are paying for the tickets, and I'm using my savings for spending money." And so on the conversation continued. I made sure I stayed sitting very close to her. I was probably invading her personal space, but she didn't seem to mind. After a few minutes we were giggling and laughing, and Sara was sprawling on the table, or waving her arms about. We were getting a bit silly. And then she knocked a text book off the table. The strangest thing happened next.
Is this story moving along too slow? Too bad. Lol.

The class wasn't canceled, cos it was an elective. For some reason, our school kept those classes going.
She leant over to the side and bent down to pick up the book. And as she did, her ass in the tight school pants pointed at me, as she fumbled around with the book. I couldn't help but stare. Amazing. I'm sorry, but from all the porn and JB I've seen, never seen an ass like that. With her age, her hips hadn't fully developed into the adult shape. Now not that I'm a pedo, but for some reason, this seemed to make her even more attractive. Usually at this point in the story, the story teller would usually say "and then I went hard as a rock." or "And then i popped 20 boners!" But in this situation, I was hard as a rock from the moment I was in the same room with her. Being within 5 meters of her was usually enough to get me standing at attention. So I was staring at her wonderful posterior when she farted.
What the fuck.

She just farted. Pretty much in my face. What? Girls don't fart. Girl's never do that! Or so I thought at the time. I often wondered if they even shat, or if girls even had all those annoying bodily functions that us poor guys had. Although I knew that of course they do the same things we do. But they hide it so well. So the 15 year old girl of my dreams had just farted in my face. I even felt it. What the fuck. She sat up very suddenly. "Oh My God!" She said, her hand over her mouth in genuine apologetic shock. "Oh my god! I am so sorry!"

She was white with horror. Then the smell hit me. In her shock, while saying "Oh my god a lot, she flopped her hand on the top of my head while apologizing profusely. I was just stunned. And the smell! Actually, it wasn't that bad. No it didn't smell like roses. It smelt like a fart. But not like those face stabbing eye watering weapons of mass destruction that guys try to plant on each other and beer and pizza nights for fun.

It was just mild. "Um it's okay! I don't mind!" i said to her, trying to calm her down. I really didn't mind. I was actually turned on by it. At that moment, that particular fact hit me and freaked me out. Turned on by it? That's not normal! Trying to gather my thoughts, I put a hand on her shoulder and reassured her "Hey it's okay, don't stress out. I don't mind." Looking back at me she replied "Really?"

I replied, "Yeah, it's fine. If I had to be farted on by someone, I would prefer it were you." Wait. Stop. What did I just say? In my nervousness and freaking out, I'd gone and said something stupid. Her face changed. "Um, what do you mean by that?" She looked at me, her eyes a little gray. I don't think she felt guilty anymore and wasn't laughing either. "Um.." I stammered, noticing my hand still on her shoulder, lifting it off gently. "Well I mean..If anyone was to..uh..well...I like you Sara."
A look of shock, and perhaps terror and disgust as well crossed her face. "What, you like me? Like..." She made some erroneous gesture with her hands. I felt like I had jumped into my own grave. Had no idea what to say. "Yeah, i like you. I think you're beautiful." My life was over. "That's so sweet!" My god I hate it when girls say that!

She giggled at me. But i think she saw the crushed look on my face. I looked down at my desk. It was over. "Hey! Hey it's okay." She said. She suddenly moved her chair really close to me and nudged or bumped her body into me playfully, as if to knock me out of my out of my reverie. She giggled at me some more and said "I like you too." But as soon as she said it, she seemed to go through the same embarrassed emotions i did. She too looked away and down at her desk. She was still very close, our bodies still touching. I reached out and gently turned her chin to face me and I looked into her eyes. At that point she looked incredibly innocent, and I could tell now that she no idea what she was doing either. In the years I'd known Sara, I knew that she had never had a boyfriend. She seemed like one of those girls that had no interest at all in boyfriends, or romance, or sex or anything. I leant over to kiss her. She retreated a little, but I was still able to give a soft little peck on the lips. It seemed that seeing her innocence and inexperience gave me a little more confidence, though my mind was racing. Her lips were incredible soft and almost trembling.

Moving back a little I looked into her eyes. She looked a little upset and scared, but didn't say anything. She didn't get up and leave, or move away, or tell me to stop or slap me. So i gently touched the side of her neck with my hand, and leant in again. Had no idea what i was doing, improvising as I went. I tilted my head a little, and kissed again. This time she didn't retreat, and the kiss lasted a little longer. As we slowly moved away, i felt her breathe on my lips. This time she moved in, grabbing the side of my neck with one had, the other on my shoulder, and she pressed her lips against mine, and made a small kind of mewing noise, as her lips opened slightly. I opened my lips a little too as our kiss became more passionate. I felt something soft, warm and wet brush against my lips. My hard-on felt like it was going to burst, or snap or something.

I stuck my tongue out a little and licked her lips as well, and when our over 9,000 tongues met, we broke into a fully passionate kiss. Both our mouths were open, both our tongues exploring. Her kiss was soft and rather wet. We did this, oblivious to the rest of the world, though i had no idea how long. At first it was a little awkward, we even bashed teeth a little, but she seemed to learn pretty quickly. Eventually she pulled softly away, a little chain of saliva stretched between our mouths, leaving a little bit of spit under her lower lip. That had to be the cutest most erotic sight I'd ever seen. And again she farted.
I caressed between her legs a little firmer, and she squirmed a little, moaning just slightly. We were both trying to keep quiet. and then I remembered something. "Shit!" I jumped up, and went to the door. And locked it.

Just to be safe. My mind was on one thing only, Sara, and I didn't want anyone to interrupt that. In a hurry I ran back to her and resumed our face sucking. Her kisses were getting wetter, her lips and tongue spreading her shiny saliva around my mouth. She was really getting into it. My mind was going crazy, trying to remember and cherish every moment and detail. She even licked my face a little. She was crazy! I caressed her ass again, firmer this time. My fingers running down the middle. I was obsessed! And just as my hand was in the right spot, she farted again. On my hand. What the fuck! "Fuck..." she said. "that's not right, I'm sorry." Again I tried to reassure her, while making a mental note to never ever wash that hand again. This time she stank out the room. "Urgh, I feel a little funny she said, placing a hand on her lower tummy. "Are you okay?" I asked with concern. "Yeah. Dunno, must be something I ate." She winced a little, as if she was in pain. I was getting a little concern. "Oh no!" She whimpered. "Hmm? What's wrong?" i said staying close to her.
"Um, I have to.. I have to.. you know.. again." What a strange girl i thought. "What? Do you need to fart again?" She bit her lip and nodded gently with the most embarrassed look on her face. She was so cute, no matter what she did. I cuddled her, trying to be.. well I don't know. Supportive? She went a little tense. "It's okay, go for it!" I whispered. And so she did, with a little whimper of effort, she let one go. It was long and alternated from silent to loud. It was strange to hear, and to my twisted mind, somewhat erotic.

This one was almost eye watering. It seemed to fill the room and thicken the air. I actually giggled a little, and as it was a ridiculous, awkward situation, all Sara could do was giggle as well. We both began to laugh. There was a lot of tension and nervousness between each other, so I guess neither of us knew what to do. So we both laughed quite loudly. But then she suddenly stopped, whimpered and gripped her tummy. "Urgh!" She groaned. I went wide eyed. "I.. I have to go.. I have to go.. oh no.. I.." She got up out of her chair, and tried to head for the door, stumbling a little gripping her stomach. "Woah!" I said as i jumped up to support her. She fell against me, and I held her. Holding her was amazing, but she seemed to be in trouble. "T... Toilet.. I need to go." The poor thing, I put and arm around her, and supported her as we moved to the door. She farted again as we reached the door. It sounded wet. Was she going to shit herself or what? I quickly unlocked the door and we went into the corridor.
Sara hung tightly onto my shoulder, as we walked down the corridor, and out to the toilets. We got to the door of the girl's toilets and let her go and motioned for her to go in. She limped and crouched over a bit. She really didn't seem well at all. Her face showed she was in pain. My heart ached for her a bit. "No.." She said, "I need your help, I can hardly walk." I was shocked. "But I can't go in there!" "Quickly..please!" She whimpered with her arm outstretched reaching for me. I didn't know what to do. There could've been other girls in there, I could have been suspended or expelled from school. But the look on her face, and my feelings for her threw my common sense out the window. "Alright. Gimme your hand." And so I held on to and supported her and helped her limp into the female toilets. To my surprise they were complete empty! No one in there at all, all the stalls empty. As I guided her to the first stall, I noticed that the place was filthy! The male toilets in the school were always in a sorry state, mess everywhere, burn marks, toilet paper everywhere. And I always assumed females were all tidy and clean and well behaved. But this place was even worse. "Will you be okay?" I said as she entered the stall and closed the door. "Yeah i'll be okay. But please don't go. Please stay!" I was just about to object when i heard her moan out suddenly. And then I heard the sound of her explosive diarrhea.
She whimpered from inside the stall as I heard her spraying shit into the toilet. She groaned deeply as if she was pushing. Through clenched teeth I heard her ask "You still there?" "Yeah! You okay?!" More groaning. I wanted nothing more than to get out of there. Some other girls could come into the toilet at any time. I was starting to panic. She moaned a bit more. "I'll be fine." She said, as I heard more of her fecal matter drip wetly into the toilet. I could hear all the splashing, and her farting noises as she pushed. I leant against the door listening, as my fascination clashed with fear. I still had a hard on. I think it had been going up and down regularly for the last half hour. But hearing her struggling away made me even harder. It seemed so wrong, so weird. Something like this shouldn't turn me on. But it did. So I did what males do, and I reached down, and began to fap slowly, just as I heard her push out what sounded like a large turd. She grunted with effort. The smell was putrid and penetrating, but kind of sweet too. Listening intently, I began to fap with more intent, my hand down my pants. She was panting inside the stall. Sounded like this was taking her a lot of effort. What the hell did she eat? "Hmmm.. I'm starting to feel a bit better now." She said from within the stall. I replied "That's good." Though I think my voice sounded a little strained, from my fapping. More sounds from the stall, and then I heard the sound of girls voices from outside the toilets.

Stricken with fear I went still, pulling my hand from my pants and the throbbing hard on. I was petrified. "Sara!" I whispered. All of a sudden the door to the stall which I was leaning on flew open. Nearly falling I saw Sara with a determined look grab my arm and pull me in. What on earth was she doing?! After shutting and locking the door, she sat down on the toilet again, with me in the stall with her. Standing in the same stall that she was going to the toilet in. I was in shock. It was almost too much for one day. I looked down at her. Her pants were around her ankles, and she looked up at me grinning. At that point I noticed her bottom half was virtually naked. Her skin was creamy and smooth. Pale and unblemished. Her legs were closed, but my eyes looked exactly where any horny teenage males eyes would look. Staring at her crotch I couldn't her VAGINA, but the sight was still enough to almost make me feel faint. Or was it the smell that was making me feel faint. As the girls voices grew closer, Sara hissed in annoyance. She whispered sharply "They'll see your feet!" You see, the stall doors had about a 1 foot gap from the bottom of the door and the floor. She was right. The girls coming into the toilets would definitely see me. I was done for. Then Sara opened her legs. I stared in surprise as her VAGINA came into view. There was very little hair, just a little sprinkled line of light brown hair just above her pussy. "Stand on the seat!" She said. But I was hypnotized, and didn't know what was going on!

"Hey! Quick." She said, snapping me out of my shock. Didn't she even realize she was pretty much naked in front of me. I couldn't stop staring at her cooch. "Hurry!" I finally realized that she wanted me to stand on the seat between her legs, so we could hide. So I quickly put on foot on the seat, lifted myself, and put the other foot down, terrified of falling in. So there I was, standing on a toilet seat between the legs of the girl I had a crush on for years, with the smell of her shit in my nostrils, and my tenting cock pointing right at her face. The other girls entered the toilet blabbering about pointless girl stuff. They were actually quite loud, and obnoxious. But I felt so awkward standing there, and looked down, and Sara was pretty much just staring at my crotch. She look up. I silently mouth the word "Sorry" to her, but I don't know if she understood. Still feeling awkward, I carefully and slowly crouched down, balancing with my feet on the toilet seat, hoping it would break, until my face was level with hers. I nearly lost my balance so I wrapped my arms around her to stop falling. Her arms also came tightly around me. The other girls were still talking, while they did whatever they do. They must've lit up smokes as well. They seemed to be taking ages. I looked into Sara's eyes. The last half hour non stop shock, and I wondered what she was thinking. She mustn't have been finished going to the toilet. Her face cringed a little, as I felt her push. It was the weirdest experience of my life, as she shat, right there in front of me.

The whole situation made me as horny as fuck, so I suddenly kissed her. At first she pulled back a little, but then pushed forcefully into the kiss. Our hands were all over each other. She was fumbling with my pants as my hand ran down her back. She pulled out my raging boner and clumsily started giving a hand job. But my hands kept going lower, and I started to caress her ass. But she was still SHITTING. WTF. I looked down and could see the shit she was pushing out, as she lowered her mouth onto my cock. I almost came right there and then. As the monster turd splashed into the shitty water, my hand and fingers ran over her asshole.

I pushed the tip of a finger into her asshole which was smeared in shit, while I pushed my cock forcefully into her mouth. I must've pushed to hard, cos she made a kind of panicked groan crossed with a gagging sound. Pushing my finger in deeper, i felt it push into her warm and moist shit. I could feel it pushing out, against my finger. I began to thrust the finger back and forth as more shit started to push out of her asshole. I twas all too much for me. I couldn't help it, i threw my head back and orgasmed, filling her mouth and throat with cum. The whole thing threw me back a little, making me lose my balance. My cock flicked out of her mouth, smacked her nose and got come all over her face, while my shit covered hand flicked specs of shit all over the cubical. I fell against the cubicle door, dizzy as fuck.
I looked at Sara. A look of disbelief on her cum splatter face. But she was breathing heavily, and started to have an evil glint in her eye. "Wow, I never thought anyone else in the world would like that kind of... Shit." she said. I was pretty much speechless. She suddenly slipped forward on the seat, and raised her legs up, the look on her face was positively evil. She spread her legs exposing her cunt and her shit smeared ass to me. I was just staring, not knowing what to do. So she instructed me, very explicitly, in a way that seemed way out of character. "Fuck me.. Please... Fuck me!" So, well I did as I was told. It was an awkward position really, i couldn't quite kneel, and couldn't quite stand. so I just had to bend my knees. She was panting heavily. "Please.. Do it!" And I obeyed, lowering myself a little, and rubbing my cock, which was dripping wet with her saliva and my cock, against her pussy. She was wet and slippery, but I still had trouble getting my cock into the right position. "Yes... yes.." She said, as if I had started fucking already. But I wasn't even in yet. I finally found where I was meant to go and started to push in.
"Ow.." she whimpered. I tried to push into her cunt, but it seemed really tight. Almost like there was something in the way. "Ow.. Ow... Ow.... Stop!" she whimpered. Pushing a little, I realized what was wrong. She was a virgin. Obviously the RIGHT thing to do woulda been to go POW and shred her hymen into, well.. shreds. But I really like her, so I stopped. "I'm sorry." I said softly. "No it's okay," she replied. "It just hurt a lot. And... and... I kinda want to stay a virgin." I lowered my head again, I didn't want to take that away from her. "I'm sorry.." She lifted my chin up with her hand, and said "You know what I do at home? I like to put things in.. you know.. the other hole. Why not try it there." I was shocked. Even after having her literally shit in my hand, I was still shocked. "But.. but.. you just shat!" "Yeah," she replied "It feels better that way! Please. Fuck me in the ass!" I was stunned, but instinctually nodded my head.
She actually moved with stunning speed, getting up from the seat, without even wiping her ass, and turned around, kneeling on the cold tiles. She leant her arms on the toilet seat, her head above the bowl, her hair almost hanging into the toilet. She raised her ass to me, and the sight i saw was just unbelievable. The most beautifully shaped and sized ass right in front of me, her ass crack smeared in shit, her asshole literally puckering in participation. The smell was mind boggling. Driving by animalistic desire, I did as she said, and gripped her hips with my hands, and leant forward to bury my cock in her ass. Of course, I missed slightly. Moved back a bit and tried again, using one hand to guide my cock. I was new at this! I felt my cock rub against her wet asshole. It felt amazing and warm. I pushed a little, and she let out a long moan. She pushed back against me and I felt her ass open up for me as the head of my cock sank into her. I pushed harder and she went "Oof!" as my cock slowly slid deeper.

She groaned and mewed and purred and started to push back hard on my cock. "Oh my god that feels so good." I said to her. Whether or not anyone could hear us, or smell us was no longer of concern. Her response was a grunt, as I finally sheathed my whole length into her shitter. But then I felt something warm against my balls, as well as something splashing against my feet. I pulled myself out a bit and looked down. She was pissing. She was pissing on me as I fucked her ass. It was even more of a turn on. "That's so fucking hot." I said, trying to sound sexy, but I probably sounded retarded. "Mmmhmm was her only response as she pushed back against my cock again. We began to build a but of a rhythm, my cock sliding smoothly in and out as her warm piss ran down out legs. I thought I was going to come again. But then she stopped moving. I looked as her face, which was downturned looking into the bowl. She was panting, and then I saw her cringe in effort. What I felt against my cock alerted me to what she was doing.
She was shitting against my cock. It felt warm and smooth, and I could feel her muscles pushing against me, as if they were trying to push me out. So I thrust in deeper, the head of my cock pushing into her warm shit. She gasped and groaned loudly. I let her push me out a bit, and then rammed myself back in, and started doing that over and over. Each time the shit slowly pushed around my cock. Going at a slow steady rhythm, she grunted with each thrust. I looked down as her shit started to push out of her ass and around my cock. It was all too much for me, and I knew I was about to come. So to make the most of the situation, I started to thrust as hard and as fast as I could. Her moans got increasingly louder. She seemed to be loving it. Or I was killing her. It could have been either. Piss and shit was dripping on my feet and mess was going everywhere, and I threw my head back and came in her ass. Shooting warm globules of seed directly into her fecal matter.
Hmm.. well.. I'm a bad story writer, so lets say those other girls tripped into a bowl of black holes and their atoms were scattered into other dimensions.
But anyways. Finished cumming in her ass. And she got scared and said you're moving in with you're uncle and auntie, etc, etc, etc.
The End!
A few years after, All of Sara's hair fell out, and now she wears wigs. And now she's twenty something, and looks like a grandma or something

Wednesday, July 5, 2017


The Smelliest House
by Sellcon2762 (aka td88)
Story inspired by the original characters by lols456

The classroom stunk that afternoon, it wasn’t the worst stink but it was in the air. Back and forth the smell would pick up in intensity as Miss Adrian continued to give her lecture to the students and I knew exactly what it was she was doing, releasing SBD after SBD, probably about five of them in the last hour alone. A tantalizing stench of rotten eggs would fill the classroom causing most of us (not me of course) to cough and gag from the smell and then the smell would fade away to a light musky odor before picking back up with another silent release of gas from Miss Adrian’s bowels. I’m not entirely sure what she had for lunch, but these farts were some pretty nice ones. Earlier in the day before school I had spent some time with my gassy teacher as she cut a few foul bombs that left an impressive aroma in the room well into the first hour of class, before fading away to the point that we actually had a good four hours with little gas. She must have been holding them in for a decent amount of time today and I’m sure most of the other students didn’t object to that.

Perhaps a short background is required for you to understand my position in all of this. A few weeks ago I caught upon Miss Adrian having the absolute worst case of gas early in the morning upon entering her classroom before school started. Her farts were amazing, the worst I had ever smelled for anyone. That morning I became, ineffectually, a fart sniffer and the smell of her farts were all that was in my mind. The voluptuous teacher wasn’t dumb on the matter and saw that I was taking a liking to her farts that day and decided to reward me the following week by farting some more to the point of making me cum myself. But God her farts were incredible! I’d go as far as worship her for the opportunity to smell more of what wafted out of her large rear end and luckily she was more than happy to oblige. Unfortunately, the other students were caught in the crossfire one time too many when she cut loose her foul beasts of gaseous wind.

The back-and-forth stinking up of the classroom that afternoon had finally reached a breaking point as she sat down on her seat with about five minutes left to go. We were all waiting to leave class for the weekend and as I found out she was ready to head home herself. I awaited the end of the day to spend a little time with the 30-year old blond-haired hot teacher as I saw her shuffling a little bit in her wooden seat. She wore a pair of tight blue jeans that looked like they were about to split open every time she moved and her white blouse had the top two buttons exposed to show just a little bit of the deep cleavage that formed between her large DD-sized breasts. Students loved having class with her to ogle over her features but it was a price that was paid both ways. They wanted something from her and she was more than happy to give something back. She leaned her ass over a little bit, something I had watched but not the other students. All eyes were on her however when she let loose a thunderous farts into the wooden seat. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!

For nearly ten seconds Miss Adrian began cutting a deep and heavy amount of gas out of her abundant rear and unlike her most recent outbursts this one carried some power with it. You could hear her chair vibrate from the “fart-quake” she was inflicting upon it. The sound could be heard within her classroom and outside in the hallway where a couple of people walking by had to be horrified at such a vile noise. And then the smell came out and it was lights out for everyone. Rotten meat and cabbage filled our noses as the eyes of those up front began to water from the increasing surge of rotten-smelling flatulence filling up the room. It was the kind of fart that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who opposed her. She had been able to torture some unwilling students with her butt blasts before and all I can say was that it was good that she wasn’t aiming her butt in anyone’s direction when this foul beast came out, because it stunk very, very bad. As the coughing continued nonstop for another minute with girls gagging on the foul gas and guys trying their best to withstand the effects of the gas Miss Adrian finally chuckled to herself as she began to appreciate the extreme foulness of her fart.

“My that was a bad one! You know what class, you can go ahead and leave, we only have three minutes and I’m afraid this room is going to be smelly for a little bit longer. You’re dismissed.” She said as everyone made the quickest exodus out of the “gas chamber” as possible. As expected, I remained in the room, though I remained on the outer edge of the room as I had to acclimate myself with the gaseous aroma of Miss Adrian’s gas before approaching her a little better. She asked me to close the door behind the last person to depart and looked over as I had bashfully created a tent pole in my pants; of course that last fart turned me on.

“Just you I see…good.” Miss Adrian announced as she lifted up her right leg and release a couplet of bubbly farts out of her tight rear-end covered ass.



“There we go!” She cried out in happiness as she felt a little relief leave her stomach as she fanned the putrid fumes of her farts over in my direction. Happily I sniffed them up. It was another burst of rotten egg-smelling gas that came out of her ass like a whoopee-cushion that was being utilized for about seven seconds each. I could smell the gas very well but could taste the gas a little bit as well, tasted a bit like steamed vegetables mixed in with rotten cheese and meat. I walked up to her and asked how she was feeling and what she had for lunch, trying to see if I could guess.

“Some broccoli and cheese….luckily I was able to get by with some SBDs during the rest of class….I hope no one was noticing.” She said with a short laugh as I knew she was a little bit oblivious to the inaccuracy of that statement.

“I think they smelled it.”

“Oh. Well I’m sure you liked it.”

“Of course.” I said as I offered my services to Miss Adrian for the next 20 minutes to help clean up the classroom and get things situated for the weekend. Luckily, or unluckily I guess, she had no more gas after that but what I thought was just her being done with her farts was actually just her holding it in. We had waited for everyone to walk out of school and for the hallways to be cleared before she asked if I was ready.

“I sure am. My parents should already be gone for the weekend.”

“And you are positive that they are okay with this?”

“They won’t know. I got my main essentials in my backpack; I’m just waiting for you.” I told her as she nodded her head. We walked out of the classroom and out toward the teacher parking lot, with Miss Adrian cutting a few tiny SBDs in the hallway, leaving a small but distinct vapor trail of her wretched gas for anyone to sniff. We finally arrived at her car, which was an actually nice-looking four-door sedan. The exterior and interior both looked relatively new. Miss Adrian went to talk with a fellow teacher for a second as she handed me the keys and allowed me to enter the vehicle. I was more than curious to see what the inside was going to be like and more importantly, what it smelled like. Opening up the car and stepping into the heated-up interior I found what I was looking for, a small stench that had to be part of the aftermath of one of her farts that morning. It was strong enough of a smell to be noticed, but weak enough so that the smell wasn’t going to bother me, but it was there. A couple of minutes had passed as I sat there in the vehicle, with me eagerly trying to sniff up the leftover smell inside of there. Miss Adrian then opened up the driver’s side door and sat down in her seat. Closing the door she began to unload her full complement of flatulence.


Wednesday, June 21, 2017

No Spare knickers

Friday , so excited to go out after work so was a little absent minded packing gym bag for yoga class after work I go to before going to club with girls from work , I usually wear something smart but sexy if going out after work if I'm also going yoga so I don't have to pack yoga stuff and going out clothes , so best knickers Brazilian cream lace and kneed length skirt and blouse . Packet of windeze for the gas I always get at yoga class and off I go . 5pm and yeahh out of work , tell the girls just got to go to yoga and will meet them at club in town. Arrived at yoga excited for night out and dig out my yoga pants but to my horror no spare knickers to wear under them, dilemma very tight yoga pants and no panties or panties that I would have to wear out also. My yoga pants are tight and with no Knicks I would get extreme chaffing of my lady bits and terrible front camel toe not a good look as teacher is male. So its panties on and hope they were not to sweaty for tonight . Other issue not my usual gym panties so also a little tight and cut high across my bottom.
Half way through the class my Knicks were riding up my bum and very sweaty and damp awful uncomfortable giving me the urge to pick them out my bum constantly.
Anyway back in  changing room off with my yoga pants and knickers that are completely clung to my bum and lady parts , in the shower and then do my hair makeup up. on with my skirt and then the decision commando or sweaty knickers all night , ass the skirt was a little short I went with the Knicks. Although a little dryer still very sweaty knickers they at least would cover my dignity if I got to drunk and flashed, as I pulled them up they immediately clung to me bum and lady parts like a damp glove .  Then the feeling of slight gas in my tummy building I went in my bag from the windiest to my horror forgot these also , ohm dear an uncomfortable night it's going to be . Anyway left all my gym back and made my way to the station in town , when already my damp knickers were finding their way into my bum crack and feeling very uncomfortable to say the least , I ducked down a quite side street a couple of times to release the sticky cotton from my bum crack. Why is it when knickers get sweaty they ride up and cling to everything , near the station I also had the joys of gas brewing and arriving at my bottom whole with building pressure . Last wedgies pull before the club resulted in an airy far as my knickers came out my bum.
At the club it was a lot of visits to the ladies to unwedgie my knickers and pass some farts , this was until the booze kicked in and the knickers up my bum were less uncomfortable and farting on the dance floor through them was no issue , the load music covered any noise and the foul odour could have been anyone's . A little more drunk and couldn't remember anymore really until I got a call from aniline my mate who was killing herself laughing and then told me what I was doing in the last hour at the club. I was raising my skirt in the booth where we had our drinks and showing my bum saying that I had worn these knickers to yoga and they were very dirty , some boys from the other booth were getting and eyeful off them , I was pulling them tighter up my bottom and saying this is where they want to go so why not . I was also when sitting down in booth occasionally spreading my legs slightly and farting and telling my mates that my knickers were dirty enough why not fart in them and how warm it felt and how I had been farting all night on the dance floor and that was the smell everyone was moaning about.