Posted by CFW on December 20, 1999 at 07:46
Queen Shit (Two)
Alexandria carefully placed the tape measure around her waist, sucking in her stomach she pulled it as tight as possible into her soft belly. Thirty and a half inches was the best she could manage. With hands on hips, clad only in pink panties and bra, she turned in front of the mirror admiring her volumptuous sexy body. Fourty, thirty, fourty isn't fat Alexandria said to herself, it's perfect.
Her husband tried to keep her on a strict diet and had her working out at exclusive spas, worried that Alexandria was getting fat. She went along with it, but did minimal exercise, prefering instead the saunas, hot tubs, sun rooms, and massage parlours, and because she liked to eat it was a real struggle to keep her weight down. She stepped on the scales, one hundred sixty one pounds, two pounds less than last week.
Hmmmm, I can get away with a big desert today Alexandria thought, smiling to herself. Anyway, fuck him, I don't look fat, I look hot! Truth of the matter was that Alexandria actually liked her little belly and sometimes wished it were bigger. Her hands sensuously explored it's contours as she watched herself in the mirror. Funny he doesn't seem to mind my big round bum she thought looking over her shoulder. Tearing herself away she headed in for a massage.
His strong hands carefully lowered the waist band of her high cut briefs to just below her belly. She lay on her back, eyes closed, dreamily enjoying the kneading of her flabby waist. The towel covering her had ridden down just enough to expose her crotch, and though professional edicate dictated that her masseur not look, he couldn't help noticing the piss stains in the front of Alexandria's panties. And, when working her smooth thighs he could smell her dried pee.
Alexandria rolled over onto her stomach and he pulled the pink panties over her glodular buns, kneading the perfumed herbal oils into her perfect skin. The rich bitch is packing on a bit of beef he thought as he worked away on her. She had undone her bra and he was now massaging her back. A wee bit chubby he thought, but looking at her shapely beauty he knew that he would drop to his knees at her command. He was getting hard, very unprofessional indeed.
After a long leisurely bath Alexandria sat in a silk dressing gown applying makeup while a servant laid out her clothes. Her face is exceptionally beautiful with big green eyes, full pouty lips, perfect teeth and just a hint of a cute little double chin. She had not seen Paul Marsdan since he was a security chief for her husband. He was independent, yet still tied to him somehow. Alexandria didn't care how that worked, she liked Paul, he was taking her out for supper and she was looking forward to it.
Dropping her silk robe, Alexandria admired her naked body in the mirror briefly before dressing. She pulled white satin high cut panties onto her clean shaven pussy and rounded bum, high over her curving hips , the waist band pressing into her soft belly, and clasped the matching contoured lacy white bra into place. She sat down, the stretchy nylon-lycra material of her panties moving with her body, and rolled shear beige pantyhose over her smooth shapely legs, then stood, pulling them up tight into herself.
Slipping into light brown suede high heels Alexandria zipped up the back of her white laced tummy sincher as she stood in front of the full length mirror. She adjusted her long curly blond hair, possing herself at various angles until satisfied that she looked very sexy indeed. The maid helped her into a tailored green dress, doing up the back as Alexandria held her hair up.
She adjusted it admiring herself in the mirror again. The green dress had vertical ribs, it's form fitting tightness showcasing her womanly hourglass figure. Short, just two inches below her crotch, with a plunging neck line, Alexandria's long shapely legs and big boobs were shown to advantage. She put on the short, tight, matching jacket which was accented in gold, shouldered her small suede purse and left.
Paul Marsdan was waiting in the lobby when Alexandria exited the elevator from her penthouse apartment. He noticed immediately how incredibly sexy she looked, even more beautiful than he had remembered her. In her tight fitting clothes she looked like she had gained ten or fifteen pounds since he had last saw her, but it only enhanced her curveous beauty. She's built like a brick shithouse Paul thought, his eyes tracing from her big boobs to flairing hips to solid legs and rounded backside.
They had to put in a dedication appearance at an art gallery that her husband owned before going to the restaurant. Paul was amused as he watched the gallery staff kiss her ass remembering her described as thinking that she was queen shit and just how apt that description is. Alexandria indulged herself with champain and caviar and the tiny sandwhiches laid out for the dedication.
Breaking away Alexandria summoned Paul to follow her into a private drawing room. Close the door she said, I have to go potty. He did so, remaining in front of it and turned back to watch her. Alexandria had spread her legs so that her shoes were two feet apart, her left hand on her thigh, the right holding up the front of her short green dress as she bent over looking at herself, her long blond hair hanging down.
Paul could see the crotch of her exposed white panties under her sheer biege pantyhose suddenly darken as Alexandria's pee begain to saturate them. The small wet area grew larger and dribbles began to fall onto the carpeted floor. She pressed down on her bladder with her tummy muscles and a stream burst through splashing into the puddle forming below her. Ahhhhhhhh! Alexandria sighed with releaf as she continued pissing, emptying her bladder within a minute. She took out a couple of tissues handing to Paul so that he could wipe her.
Two hours later they were in an exclusive restaurant where Alexandria had finished a rich meal, including desert which bloated her against the confinds of her tummy sincher, adding to the discomfort of her full bowels. She had to take a shit and wondered if she should just go in her panties right now or attempt to make it back to her apartment. Deciding to try and hold it she quickly finished her wine and hurried them out.
Paul was getting hard watching Alexandria squirming around in the elevator on the way up to her penthouse. Stepping inside her apartment she pushed him back against the door, kissing him and taking hold of the hardness in his pants. I hope you are as good as the last time you changed my shitty panties she whispered. Alexandria relaxed and felt her sweaty ring dialate as a thick dark turd moved into the opening. She unzipped Pauls pants, pulling out his hard cock and looking into his eyes slowly dropped to her knees, taking him into her mouth.
She stopped sucking him but continued to slowly masterbate him as she closed her eyes and gathered her breath. A two inch thick poop had moved five inches out of her bum and into her panties. She pressed her forhead into him while holding his irrection against the side of her face and bore down hard. NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! Paul heard a soft plf plf plf farting sound as Alexandria's ten inch semi hard poop exited all the way and mashed into a ball in the seat of her panties. He could smell her shit and feel her heaving to regain her breath.
As rich and beautiful as she was, the only way that Alexandria could find sexual gratification was to do a bowel movement in her panties. Paul knew this, and was pleased that in him she had found the perfect partner with which to satisfy herself. NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! Holding her breath and gripping his penis tight, Alexandria bore down again as another long line of semi hard poop crackled into the seat of her panties and she began to wet herself.
Alexandria was kneeling on the thick broadloom by her front door with her knees about two feet apart and the toes of her high heeled shoes touched together. Pee saturated her crotch, running down her thighs before the shear volume of it bubbled through her panties and nylons and poured a heavy stream into the carpet between her knees. Her left hand was rubbing her mons pubis as she finished pissing and then she inserted a finger into her vigina, finding her hard clit through saturated underwear and begain to masterbate herself.
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! She strained again emptying her bowels into the crowded seat of her bulging panties and felt Pauls rock hard cock throbbing in her grip before he exploded against the side of her face. Alexandria's heat brought her to a climax as she frantically worked herself, rocking her head back, eyes tightly closed, mouth opened wide. Ahh ahh ahh, she cried out as she came in a wonderful orgasm.
Paul helped her to her feet, wiping his cum from her face and they kissed as Alexandria pressed her gorgeous body into him. The seat of her panties bulged beyond the confinds of her short tight dress, ridding it up and outward, and sagging her panties down below the hem line. A slight discoloration could be seen in the lumpy mound under her pantyhose, and although not strong or offensive the slight odour of her shit was noticable in the air.
She reached back exploring the huge bulge with her hand, a look of smug satisfaction on her pretty face. Mmmmmm, feels like you have your work cut for you Paul she said, see. Turning and bending over slightly Alexandria wiggled her bum to show him. He was impressed, Alexandria had fully shit herself this time, the load in her panties was massive. He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, cleaning Alexandria's shitty mess is the best part and he couldn't wait to get at it.
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