Posted by DaPhreek on May 19, 1998 at 23:43
Hey all. I have attempet a story I'd like to share with you all. It is a story that contains some of my fears and some of my fantasies, and I am sad to say that it is pure fiction. But we can still dream. I appologize ahead of time if it seems too cheesy. Anyhow, without further ado, here it is. Tell me what you think.
Confessions
They had been dating for about a month, now. Everything was going wonderfully for them. She loved his music and laughed at his jokes. He loved the way her eyes lit up when they were together and the way she'd say his name with her soft voice. They had been spending more time together in the past week, and it seemed as if nothing could tear them apart. Nothing that is except...
These were the thoughts that were running through Rob's mind as he sat contemplating his relationship with Cari. She was the most wonderful woman he'd ever met. He knew that their relationship was getting more serious. He could feel it in their kisses, the way they seemed to be deeper or last longer. He was happy, and yet he was scared. He knew that if they got any more serious, he'd have to tell her. What would she think? Would she think he was some sick freak? Would she hate him? He didn't want to lose this beautiful girl, but he knew he'd have to risk it. If he didn't tell her, she'd find out eventually and that could be worse. He figured it would be best if he told her. Besides, there was a slight possibility that she wouldn't be bothered by it. She might even be into it, he thought. But he quickly dismissed that as fantasy, for reality had told him in the past that most girls don't like it. He had recieved negative responses from the few girlfriends he had told before, and that made telling Cari even more difficult. But tell her he had to. They had a date planned for Saturday night, so he'd tell her then.
As Saturday approached, he began to consider the slight possibility of her not being bothered by it. He began to think that she might even be curious by it. This possibility soon took the best of him and he wanted to be prepared. He was pretty good at holding it in until he was ready to go, having done it for many years, so, he figured he'd hold it in all day until after dinner. They had planned to go walking on the beach after eating, and it would be then that he'd tell her. If she showed any interest in it, he'd be prepared; and if not, well, he'd just excuse himself to the public restroom. And if by some slight chance he didn't make it, he could blow it off as an accident.
Saturday night came and dinner was great. Their conversation was playful as usual, talking about things like the fact that they both like walking barefoot to the wierd things their pets do to their dreams. Eventually dinner ended. He'd managed to make it without any problems from his insides. But he began to get a little nervous as he knew the time was coming for him to tell her. As they began to walk on the beach, enjoying the sunset, he noticed how much more beautiful the light of the sun made her look. She was looking exceptionally beautiful this evening, he thought. She was wearing his favorite skirt outfit this evening. He loved seeing her move in it. The way the top hugged her chest or the way her cute tushie would poke out from under her skirt every once in a while always made him feel like the luckiest man alive. She always wore knee length stretch pants under this skirt that would accentuate her curves even more. And every so often, he'd catch a glimps of her panty line through them. He tried not to look, but he couldn't help himself. Besides, she knew he liked the outfit, and she loved teasing him.
As they walked, Rob could feel the pressure inside him building. He knew it was time to tell her. He was so nervous, but mustering up as much courage as he could, he began to speak.
"Cari?"
"Uh-huh?"
"Um, I've got something I want to tell you, but I'm not real sure how you'll take it."
She reached out and took his hand to reassure him, for she could see he was a little nervous. "Go ahead, baby, you don't have to worry about it. Just tell me."
"Well, it's not exactly what you think," he replied, trying to be reassuring.
"Oh," her face fell.
"No, no, it's not bad. I mean I like you a lot, you know? Our relationship is the most wonderful thing I've experienced. I don't want it to end. I like spending time with you, I like that you spend time with me, I like the way you look and all that."
"Well, thank you, I'm flattered," she said this trying not to fidget. But she was fidgetting, and he noticed it.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah. It's just that I have to go potty."
"What?" this remark kinda shook him a bit considering what he was about to tell her.
"I have to make number two," she replied.
A wicked thought struck him, but he quickly dismissed it. "Well, the restrooms are right over there. You can go. I'll wait here and we can finish our conversation when we get back."
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"I'm sure." But he wasn't. Deep inside he wanted her to just let go right here. It would definately make things a lot easier on him. But he loved her and didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't want to. So he just let her go. He began to consider using the toilet himself, but he figured he'd wait just until after he told her.
Five minutes later Cari came back around out of the restroom. She walked kinda nervously and had a sad expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" Rob asked her.
"Well, um, it's just that the bathrooms were really nasty, and I tried to not think about it because I had to go really bad. But I couldn't. I couldn't help it. It just came out." her voice wavering slightly as she said this.
Rob couldn't believe his ears. Was he hearing her correctly? "What do you mean?" he asked.
"I just had an accident." She began to cry a little.
Rob couldn't believe it. Here was this gorgeous woman whom he loved deeply, and she had just done the one thing he had wanted her to do. Still, it was an accident, so he went over to Cari and reassuringly put his arm around her.
"You don't think I'm gross?" she asked him.
Hell no he thought, but of course he couldn't say that. "Of course not. Accidents happen."
"I'm so sorry," she started appologizing, "I feel so ashamed and embarassed. I fell really bad, like I ruined a perfect evening. I'm sorry."
A thought struck Rob. It seemed like a good opportunity had presented itself. Besides, the pressure inside had been building, and he didn't know if he'd be able to hold it much longer. He knew she still might freak out, but he had to try. So, nervously he asked her, "Would you feel less embarassed if I went in my pants?"
"What?"' she asked.
He almost said "Nothing" but he knew she'd probe the truth out of him. "If I went in my pants, would you feel less ashamed."
"You'd poop in your pants for me?" she asked him, sounding somewhat surprised.
"If it would make you feel better, sure."
"There's only one way to find out," she said taking his hand.
He was almost shocked by her reply. It was like a dream come true. She smiled at him a little. He smiled back and squatted slightly. He didn't have to push too hard, it just slowly came out as he relaxed. It felt so good. It was so soft and warm. It squished and spread all over his tush as it tried to find a place to settle in his pants. When he was finished, he looked back up at her. "There, feel better now, baby?"
"Uh-huh." She looked back at him and giggled a little. "It kinda feels good, doesn't it?"
"Uh, yeah" He was amazed by that last remark, but he didn't have time to think about it. For as soon as he said that, she started kissing him. She kissed him deep and hard, like she'd never kissed him before, with so much fire and so much passion. While they were kissing, she took his hand and placed it on her tush. He could feel her load. It was huge. It felt as if her panties wouldn't have been able to hold anymore. She really had to go. It felt so soft and firm, like thick mud, and still warm. He let his hand feel the roundness of it. He then gave it a gentle press. She gave out a little moan as she felt it mush against her tush. She returned the favor by pressing on his load.
"It wasn't really an accident, was it?" he asked her.
"No, not really," she replied, "By the way, you had something to tell me?"
"Not anymore," he smiled. They both knew. "Perhaps we should go back to my apartment and clean up."
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," she smiled back at him.
And so they went back to his apartment knowing that two people that were meant for each other were finally together. And that night, they had the most passionate love that anyone has ever had.
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