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Thursday, March 29, 2018

HOOTER GIRL? MORE LIKE POOPER GIRL





While eating at Hooters I was being served by a brown haired waitress with a tremendous back side. When I say tremendous, I mean it defied gravity. It was plump, but firm. The kind of ass you want to bury your face into. She was very nice, and smiled a lot. After a few times flirting with her she returned the flirting, and even sat down with me for a while.
                She sat down in the chair right next to me, and I admired the way her ass formed the orange shorts she was wearing. Her waist was tiny, and well defined.
                While talking to her, I noticed her straighten up, and a concerned look crossed her face. Just after this, the scent of a very heavy smelling fart wafted up my nose. Her cheeks reddened slightly, and I noticed her shift her weight to one ass cheek. I COULDN’T BELIEVE IT, SHE JUST FARTED. My cock became rock hard knowing that this beautiful creature just blew a stinky fart out from between her plump bum cheeks and into her dainty panties.
                I saw her nostrils expand as she checked the odor of her gas, and her face instantly registered her disapproval. While blushing a deep crimson, she said she had to get to work, and then got up and left.
                I knew that I couldn’t let her go without trying to get her into the sack, where I could sniff her pungent ass, and dream of her farts.
                I walked up behind her and touched her shoulder. She turned with dismay on her face. She was probably thinking I was going to comment on her fart. When I asked if I could pick her up after work, she immediately brightened up, and said she got off at 10:00 p.m.
                 I went home and dreamed about her beautiful, body and cute pretty face. I couldn’t help, but imagine what it would be like to have her let me smell her ass. ESPECIALLY IF SHE WOULD LET ME SMELL HER FARTS.
At 10:00 sharp I met her at the front door to the restaurant and noticed she was still wearing her Hooter’s uniform. She said she’d have to go home to change, as she didn’t bring a change of clothes to work. She took the bus, so we took my car to her house.
It was approximately a 15-minute drive to her house, and we passed the time away by telling each other about ourselves. She was a 3rd year arts student who was paying her way through school, by working at Hooter’s 4 times a week. She had a beautiful smile that she easily shared. Her tanned face and body were exceptional, and drove me to fantasize about her in a devious way.
While talking, I noticed her shift her weight slightly towards me, causing her gorgeous ass crack to spread towards the passenger door.  She got a blank expression on her face, and then shifted her weight back again. Just then, my nose was assaulted with an extremely strong arousing fart smell. This gorgeous babe had just puffed out a full-bodied fart into her pretty orange shorts, and I was now smelling her fresh bowel smell. TALK ABOUT AN ERECTION. I was so hard from the smell of her stinky bum gas that my dick was popping out the top of my jeans.
                She turned beet red knowing I could smell her fart, and instantly tried to divert my attention by pointing out a car she would like to own one day.
                I was going to let her think she would get away with it, but something told me that I would be rewarded if I challenged her on it. I asked her accusingly,” Did you just fart?”
She turned beet red and said,” I am so sorry, I couldn’t help it I have to go to the bathroom”. “You must think I am a complete pig.”
“Not at all”, I said. “ In fact I find it kind of a turn on!”
“You got to be kidding me,” she exclaimed, “you mean to tell me you got turned on by my fart.”
“Yep”.
She gave me a strange smile and said “Weird, I’ve never heard of a guy who got turned on by that before.” “What do you like about it?”
“Well” I said,” I like the smell and the sound, and I also like the embarrassment the girl shows.”
“You like the smell”. “Cool!” she said, “ Don’t farts smell like shit though?” she said inquisitively.
“Yes, but I also like to watch a girl shit, and I especially like it when she shits her pants?” “ Or better yet her sexy panties or orange uniform pants”. I said with a smile.”
She looked at me long and hard for about a minute to see if I was putting her on and than said, “ I think you’re in for a real treat when we get to my place”
I drove mach 10 to her house and screeched into the driveway. I opened the car door for her and she made her way up the steps to her house she shared with two other girl roommates. While walking up the steps she pushed her nylon encased ass into my face, and said, “I have to blow a fart!” “Do you want to hear it?”
“Yes please! Let ‘er rip baby!”
I watched as she concentrated her sexy ass plump and round in front of me! “I can’t do it! It goes against everything I was taught to fart in front of a man.” “I can feel a big one waiting to come out, but I can’t relax enough to let it out.”
“Maybe if I massage your ass cheeks, it will help you relax.”
“Yeah maybe.” “Why don’t you try it.”
I reached out, grabbed each delectably sensual cheek in my hands, and began kneading her bum wantonly. She began moaning erotically, and started rotating her hips and thrusting her ass in my face. Her ass was firm, although she was relaxing it.
She was looking over her shoulder. Her face a picture of concentration as she tried to relax her anus enough to let out her arousing fumes.
“Here it comes!” She said. I watched as she bit her upper lip and her bum pushed out slightly. Her stomach muscles didn’t tighten, so I knew that she wasn’t pushing it out. She was just letting it come out naturally; on it’s own power.
Then out it came in all its glorious wonder. It came out in a low droning hollow sound. It sounded like an incredibly large balloon deflating.
“BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
It lasted for a good five seconds, and was followed by a long “Ahhhhhhhhhh!” from Tracey. She must have been holding it for a long time, based on the amount of bowel gas that came out and the power of it.
Because of her tight shorts and pantyhose, it took a while for the smell to reach my nostrils, but when it did. Whoa! What a heavenly smell!
Her fart had the most powerful scent I have ever had the pleasure of smelling. It reeked of a pure shit smell, but a solid smell not a sick one. I knew that she must have a large hard log of shit waiting to come out of her magnificent asshole.
She turned and looked at me with an expression of embarrassment and pride. Pride for being able to produce a fart of such magnitude, and embarrassment for doing it in front of me.
She pinched her nose as she detected the smell, and said, “Whew! That really stinks. You sure this turns you on. I mean that was a gross smelling fart.”
I answered her question, by putting my nose into her deep ass crack and taking a big whiff. “SNIIIIIIIIIIIFFF! Mmmmm, I love it!” I inhaled all the remnant fart odour out of her orange nylon panties (and let me tell you they can retain the stench very well).
She looked at me with lust and said, “ let’s go upstairs, I can’t believe how dirty we are being. This is making me soooo horny.”
As she ran up the stairs, her fat bum jiggling, she blew a short sharp fart.
“Broooomph!”
“HaHaHa!!” she giggled, “Excuse me! I really have to poop bad!” “I can’t wait to poop my panties for you!”
As she unlocked her door, I got on my knee’s, spread her butt, and sniffed her stinky fart out of her pretty ass!”
“Stop it!” she said, mockingly, “You’re going to make me shit right here!”
Just as she said that a long winded airy fart puffed out from between her bum cheeks and blew all over my face. I could smell the deep dank odour of the turd that waited just inside her ass. I began to kiss her ass with total abandon, as she giggled and tried to pull her ass away from my face.
She managed to wrest her bum from me and get into the apartment, and I followed like a hungry wolf.
Once inside I began to kiss her on the lips, and squeeze her breasts. I alternated between kissing her and sucking on the top of her full plump breasts. She sighed and groaned sexily, as I squeezed her hard against me.
I grabbed her ass, and she let fly with an odiferous fart, whose dirty smell enveloped us both. “BBBBROOOOMPPPH!”
She groaned with lust as she sniffed her fart, knowing that I could smell her filthy bum odor as well. It turned me on enormously kissing her beautiful face while sniffing her sexy shit smell.
“I have to PEE!” she yelled. She pushed me away and stepped back a few feet, and spread her legs. She stood there for a few minutes and nothing happened, I was just ready to say something, when she said, “Shhhh! It’s hard to go pee and not poop at the same time.”
“Here it comes!”
I watched as a dark wet stain began spreading across her crotch, accompanied by a loose deep sounding fart.
“BRRROOOOMP”
“Oops! I couldn’t hold that one in.”, she said with a smile.”
I ran over onto my knees behind her and sniffed her nasty piss fart. I smelled like dirty shit, and cabbage. As I sniffed her ass her warm piss cascaded over my face, soaked my body and crotch, and then splashed noisily onto the kitchen floor. As her piss ended, she blew a windy fart into my adoring face.
“PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT”
As I sniffed her fart she stepped away and said, “Let me get into something else for the main event. She slipped off her shorts and pantyhose, and I watched as her perfect tanned buttocks bounced into her room.
After a few minutes she came into the room wearing, checkered yellow panties and a matching bra.
She put on some music, and dances slowly towards the chair I was sitting on and straddled me. She kissed my face as she ground her wet pantied cunt against my erection. I fondled her plump ass cheeks and ran my fingers along her deep dank bum crack. She groaned and asked my to spread her cheeks.
“Put your hand in my crack,” she said. I did as I was told and was rewarded with a soft fluffy fart. I could feel the warmth of her inner asshole on her fart. I sniffed her deep stinky fart and humped myself against her cunt.
She laid across my lap, and said in a demure voice,” Pull down my panties and smell my bum for me.”
I pulled her panties to mid thigh, exposing her wanton sexy ass. I spread her cheeks and instantly smelled her dirty wet poop stink emanating from between her pretty buttocks. I sniffed her ass and stuck my tongue in her ass as she blew two very wet farts in my face, The fart filled up my mouth and I could taste her filthy turd flavor. She groaned and said,” I’m going to have to ppppoop soon.” “Why don’t you stick your finger in my ass and see if it is ready.”
                As I slid my finger into her wet anus, I immediately felt the tip of a very hard piece of shit. The turd was hard and lumpy, and little pieces broke off when I moved my finger past it. I played with the log of shit in her ass, and found it incredibly large. It felt like it must be approximately 3 inches across! As my probing finger moved in her ass, little puffy pre-poop fart seeped out of Tracy’s anus and bathed my face in her obscene anal aroma.
                “Mmmmm, I have to take a big shit don’t I?” “ It really turns me on unngh! When you play with my stinky poop.” “ I can’t hold it in anymore my stomach is bursting.” “ I have to shit right now!”
She turned away from me, pulled up her pretty panties, bent over slightly and farted.
“I’m going to poop my pretty panties for you now sexy.” “I want you to jerk of as I the shit comes out of my ass.”
I grabbed my cock and began stroking it, as I watched the most sexy display I have ever witnessed.
Her panties were sexily stuck up her ass crack, and she was looking over her shoulder with intense pleasure and concentration.
I heard a little poop of a fart, followed by a low crackling sound. The sound of fresh girl shit being forced out of a pretty bum. Her panties began to stretch as if a pointed penis was exiting her ass and continued, until her waist hem exposed her bum crack. The long turd stretched her panties approximately 8 inches, then it must have broke in half, rolling into the crotch of her panties and sagging them down obscenely. The following log sludged quickly out of her ass, laying like a big mud ball in her ass crack. A large brown stain grew on her ass, and she continued shitting.
I could not believe the amount of shit she had in her, as it kept coming until some of it fell out of her panties and landed with splats and thuds on the floor. The turds were rich brown with a redolent smell, and each of them was of enormous girth. She must have been holding in her shit all day.
I got up and as pushed my bare cock against the warm shit mound in her panties.
“OH! Oh! Oh!” she exclaimed each time I thrusted with a splat against her shit filled panties. Shit flew out of the top her panties and over my crotch as I humped her.
She turned and pushed me into a chair and straddled me. She pulled her crotch to the side, exposing her wet cunt, and causing a large 5-inch log of shit to fall in my lap. I picked it up and mashed it in my hand, feeling the warm stinky shit of this sexy woman squeeze between my fingers. I rubbed the log of shit into her left ass cheek, and she groaned.
She shoved my cock deep into her warm inviting cunt, and screamed in ecstasy, as she fucked my cock.
Just as she reached orgasm, she blew a loud wet fart into my lap followed by lumps of semi hard mushy shit.
“Plipthplopffffprap..blop…pratt..burp…pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft!”
The stench, warmth, and sensation of this lovely girl shitting and farting caused me to piss urine and cum deep into her cunt.
 
 

Monday, March 26, 2018

My life story of pants pooping

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I'm sure I've told this story before in various fragments, but right now I'm bored, and in my head I am trying to organize all of the events in my life that pertain to pants pooping. I would say I'm a relatively lucky person as far as this fetish is concerned. Most go their entire lives without a single sighting and are utterly alone in their preference. I have been most fortunate thus far. My connection with pants pooping is definitely sexual, and centered around girls messing themselves. I do not partake very often at all. I also don't believe I was born with this, but rather am a "convert," due to events early in my life that have shaped who I am. The first story I share with you is my first memory dealing with messing one's pants (of course outside of my toddler years.)
I was seven or eight, and I had a babysitter for the summer. This babysitter had a son and a daughter, the son 9 and the daughter 17. One day, the son (named Bobby) and I were playing in his back yard, and all of a sudden he confided in me that "My sister poops her pants." I remember how I reacted to that statement, how I immediately imagined his gorgeous sister taking a shit in her tight pink spandex pants. I asked him why she would do that, and he told me that it was because "she likes a guy at her school." So at that early age, I had become under the impression that girls liked to poop their pants for pleasure. Well, I thought about this for a few days, and it really intrigued me, so I figured I was going to try to witness her in the act. I asked Bobby how often she pooped her pants, and he told me he had seen her do it three times in the past few weeks. He told me that all three times she had gone in her bedroom, closed and locked the door, and put on a New Kids on the Block CD. (Hey, it was the early 90's!) Bobby had happened to spy this activity thru a vent that their rooms shared, and was accessible from a hidden crawlspace behind his closet. Well one day, we heard the NKOB CD and decided to see what we could see. Sure enough, we looked thru the vent, and saw his sister (her name was Stacy) standing in front of a full-length mirror with those great, skin-hugging pink pants on. It took her a couple of minutes, but she popped a half-squat and pushed a huge load into her spandex, amid moans of pleasure barely audible over the music. She then paraded around the room a little, wiggling her butt, then sat on her bed, which she had pre-covered with a trash bag. After wriggling around in her mess for a few minutes, she began to play with herself. At that age, Bobby and I didn't know the full implications of what she was doing, but those thoughts and the things I saw that day stuck with me on into puberty and sexual maturation. Shortly thereafter was when I had tried pooping my pants for the first time, and I found it highly enjoyable. I had a brief stint with it up until age 9 or so, but stopped after almost getting caught multiple times, but I still actively fantasized about girls pooping themselves, listening closely whenever the subject was discussed.
My second experience with pants pooping was nothing short of amazing, although it requires a little backstory to be properly told. It involved my friend Tim's sister Ashley (I know, a lot of sisters!). This happened when I was sixteen and enjoying my newfound freedom to drive. I had my computer set up at Tim's with a few other friends and we were having a LAN party. These were the days before everyone had a broadband connection, and Tim was lucky enough to have one, so we all congregated at his house very often. It just so happened that this night, his sister and her friends were having a "slumber party" of sorts as well. Tim's sister had a bedroom in the basement, and even though she had no bedroom door, the basement afforded her all the privacy she could ask for since she was the only one in her family who ever went down there. Us guys of course were set up on the upper floor in and about Tim's room. After about an hour of Quake 2, I decided to go downstairs both to urinate and grab more soda. Somewhere along the way, I decided it would be fun to sneak down to the basement and spy on the girls, so into the basement I went, being as quiet as possible. The lights in the basement were off, but the light from Ashley's room was enough to illuminate the surrounding area after my eyes had adjusted to the light. (Remember, she had no bedroom door, only a thin curtain.) I crept up beside her door, sat down, and started eavesdropping. Just my luck! They were talking about their bodily functions, stuff that any teenage boy would be very interested to hear girls talk about. Their conversation eventually turned to daring each other do to certain things, like kiss each other. One girl (I think Olga was her name) seemed particularly fixated on bowel movements, and dared Ashley to fart. I instantly got very excited and started listening intently, trying not to breathe too loudly. All of the girls giggled, then got quiet. I heard a sudden "pfft," followed by more giggles. Another girl commented on the smell. Then, Olga said, "I have to take a big dump, I'll be right back." Ashley responded with "Well I dare you to take a dump in your pants." They all got silent again, and Olga said, "Hmm... I always wondered what that would feel like." Two of the girls made disgusted sounds and stated their obvious displeasure at the idea, but for whatever reason Ashley and Olga seemed to think it would be fun. Ashley chimed in, "Come on, you brought a change of underwear, and I have my own bathroom, so you can take a shower and no one will know!" Ashley actually talked Olga into doing it by telling her that she would poop her pants after Olga. "First I have to pee," Olga said as I heard the bathroom door open and close. After about 30 seconds, I heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door open again. "Ok, here goes..." Olga said hesitantly." At this point I was trembling with excitement, absolutely unable to believe what I was about to witness (or at least hear, anyway). After a series of very hot-sounding grunts, I heard the unmistakeable sound of pants filling with poop. She must've pooped quite a bit, because the crackling sound went on for about ten seconds. "Wow, this feels kinda wierd... now it's your turn, Ashley!" Olga said."I've had to go all afternoon and night, but I've been putting it off, so this should be easy." Ashley went into the bathroom to urinate as well, and came out a few seconds later. "Hmm... oh my god!" she said as she rapidly filled her pants. Just then the smell hit me. Those poor other three girls in the room with them! I've smelled poop before, but knowing it had just come out of an attractive girl made it somewhat sweet to smell. At this point, I had such an erection that my member was very sore. They went on for a few minutes, talking about how it felt. Olga called the shower first, so Ashley had to sit in her poopy pants for about 15 or 20 minutes. I thought about doing something devious like bursting in the room, or calling her from upstairs, but I decided against it. Instead, I just went back upstairs to my buddies. Keep in mind that all of this happened over a mere fifteen minutes, so my presence wasn't missed all that much. I never mentioned what I had heard to Ashley and her friends, but even to this day, when I see her or hear her voice, those memories come rushing back...
Which leads into my last leg of the story, the story of the girl I'm with right now, who has to be the most amazing female I've ever met. I'd had a few previous girlfriends, during high school and such, and only one of which I'd ever even come close to telling my secret. (She had brought up the question of how it felt to poop in a diaper. She seemed to be pretty open-minded, so I told her that I had once pooped my pants on purpose when I was little just to see how it felt. She didn't get outright disgusted, but she couldn't understand why I would do that, so I just dropped it and let it be.) As fate would have it, just as my last high school relationship was ending (another story in and of itself; I had been with her for three years, and this whole story happened over the course of 2005), at a rock concert I met a most amazing girl named Noelia from Spain who was more even-tempered, kind, and understanding than my previous girlfriend was ever capable of being. We immediately hit it off, and were wildly making out within the second night of knowing her. Unfortunately, she had to go back to Spain until she was done with school. A few months passed that seemed like an eon, but finally her school year was over, summer was upon us, and I paid for her to come over from Spain. I was still living with my parents at that point, but they were cool with Noelia coming to visit. Our relationship flourished, to say the least. We were inseperable. Then came the one fateful night that changed everything. We were driving back from downtown Chicago. After the CD we were listening to ended, she told me that we had to talk. That has always been bad news. I felt my heart start to sink, afraid for her to continue. She started by saying, "Yanni, I used your computer the other day, and saw some interesting videos." OH SHIT! I immediately thought. I had a few panty pooping videos that I had forgotten to throw on to my secure file server were no one could get them but me. I had always been meticulously careful about any and all panty pooping content on any of my computers. I could see where this was going, fast, and I started to feel the relationship that she and I had forged over the past two months start to go up in flames. "Uhhh... I think those came from an awful link of the day," I started, trying to play it down like it was something I was ridiculing off of somethingawful. She then half-giggled and said, "Strange, I've looked at the site nearly every day for the past three weeks... I don't remember there being a site like that." Then, she grabbed my hand, lifted her butt off of the seat of my car, and dropped a load in her pants! My eyes went wide with utter amazement and disbelief when I heard the familiar crackling eminating from her black velvet pants. The squeeze of her hand on mine as she strained made it all the more real. As she pushed the last of it out, she let out a contented moan that made me nearly orgasm on the spot. My car quickly filled with the smell, which I didn't mind, but we rolled down the windows anyway, because it was a nice night. She then explained to me, "When I saw those videos (I think she had seen a couple of the Kate videos) at first I didn't know what to think, but then I started wondering why you'd be turned on by such things. My curosity eventually got the best of me, and I had to try it. I didn't find it that bad at all; it actually felt kind of good. So, I figured if you're into girls shitting their pants, I was going to surprise you in the best way I could think of, by making you think you're busted, then turning everything around. I didn't take a crap for two days so I could do this for you." We talked the whole way home about it. She seemed to get more excited, the closer we got, as was I. When we finally pulled in the driveway, she pulled me into the back seat and straddled me, and we started to make out feverishly. She unzipped my pants and went down on me with great enthusiasm. I reached around and felt her load, how large and firm it was. This made her moan, and I must've orgasmed harder than I ever have, twice in a row nonetheless. We then went in the house (I had basement "apartment" with its own bathroom, kitchen, etc.) and I helped her clean up. After showering together, I went down on her for hours in repayment. Needless to say, we didn't leave bed the next day until about 1500. Now, we live in Spain, and we have our own apartment, so we can play as much as we want now. She's just the most random person. She's shit herself for me many times, and often we do it together. She'll do things that drive me wild, like poop when we're just making out, or when she's giving me a blowjob (which is the best feeing ever.)
So now that you all have read my novel-length story, I have some pictures to share with you.
This is Noelia, on the right:
http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f10/yanni_k/noelia.jpg

This is Stacy. I had to dig thru about ten yearbooks at the local library, but it was worth it. I checked the book out and scanned the picture:
http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f10/yanni_k/stacy.jpg

And this is Ashley, my friend's sister:
http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f10/yanni_k/ahsley.jpg
(Heh, I just asked her for that a minute ago.)

Thanks for reading... I will field any and all questions you may have.

Email: yanni@bluebottle.com