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Monday, January 21, 2019

MLFG: Lexi's Little accident

Warning this story contains farts. If you don't like then don't read. You have been warned.

Hey all its JJT here and this is just the one day at Eve's house. It's not the first but it was interesting and I figured I'd share it with you all. We both worked till late so her mom made dinner. She made meatloaf. Nothing to gassy for Eve. Eve didn't get home till 8:45 and I didn't get home till almost 10. So we ate the left overs and we went up stairs to get in bed. Eve dropped her jeans down around ankles reveling her hot pink panties. "I did some nasty ones in these this morning" she said. She pulled her shirt off and un clipped her bra. She went over and got one of my t-shirts. She put that on then pulled out a Goodnite and pulled it up around her waist. I quickly stripped down to my boxers and put on pajama pants. We got in bed kiss each other good night. She fell asleep really quickly. Once she was asleep she ripped about 3 farts. The first one was loud and airy and it smelt like death. The second one was the same and the third one was the same but much longer. After that I fell asleep. In the morning Eve woke me up. She was standing next to the bed on my side waking me up on purpose. "Honey wake up" she said about 3 times. "I made breakfast for you" she said. I then realized that she was wearing an apron and no shirt. She had her make up and hair done. "Baby you look sexy as hell" I said. We kissed then she helped me up and said "we got an amazing day ahead of us". It was just the 2 of us home. Her mom had work all day and Lexi had soccer practice until 12:30. We had to pick her up but I'll get to that. We went downstairs to the kitchen table. I sat down and she went over to the counter to get our food. "I made your favorite scrambled eggs and bacon with white toast. I made myself your favorite too. I get a brekfest bean burrito" eve said. She took her apron off and now she was standing there in nothing but a bra and a Goodnite. "Oh I forgot drinks" she said. Eve leaned over me to grab my cup and as she was leaning I smacked her butt. Just a little playful smack. She grinned at me then turned around and ripped an enormous fart right in my face. It was really wet and long. "That was nothing compared to what's gonna happen after I eat this burrito" she said. We ate breakfast then headed up to her room to get dressed. We both got dressed. I wore a cut off t shirt and jeans and Eve wore a tank top with light blue jean shorts. I went into the garage because I needed to cut the lawn. I got on the lawn mower and started mowing the grass. It took me roughly an hour and a half to do it all. Once I was done eve came into the garage with a bottle of Snapple. "Is my handsome man ready for lunch?" she asked. I wasn't actually hungry so we waited a bit longer. I walked into the living room where Eve was watching tv and the whole room smelt like her farts. "What is..." before I could even finish she giggled and said "their really bad today"we noticed it was getting around 12:00 so we go in my truck and went to pick up Lexi from soccer practice. About 5 minutes into the drive Eve ripped a silent fart. She put the window down and didn't say a word or even laugh. We pulled up to the soccer field and waited in my truck. Eve farted again this time really loud and long. She didn't even say anything about it or laugh. She just kept going through her sentence. She didn't put her window down so the smell was stuck. Lexi got in and immediately she said "eve did you fart?" "Yeah why?" Eve said. "Well I'm going to add to the smell" Lexi said. Just then she leans to the side and rips a long wet fart. "I've been holding that in for hours" she said. "Eww Lexi what gave you such bad gas" Eve asked. "Mom made me a breakfast burrito" she said. "Omg same" Eve said. "Oh great we're both going to be farting all day" Lexi said. We stopped at a local restaurant for lunch. We sat down and ordered. Eve ordered barbecue chicken. Her farts are going to absolute reek of rotting meat. We were sitting waiting for our food to come out and suddenly and low pitched fart comes from Lexi but the fart was long and at the end of it it was really wet. Her eyes widened and she put her hand on her butt. "I'll be right back" Lexi said in a terrified voice. She went to the bathroom. Eve and I sat wondering what the hell happened. She came back and ask for my truck keys. We asked what was wrong. "I sharted" Lexi whispered. Eve immediately covered her mouth trying not to laugh. I gave her my keys and she came back in with a t- shirt and shorts. "I keep a change of regular clothes in my soccer bag just in case I need to change. She went into the bathroom to change and finish cleaning up. She came out 15 minutes later and our food was here. We ate and headed home. Lexi was really embarrassed. We got home and she put her clothes in the washer. Eve and I sat in the living room watching tv. Lexi came in. "You all ok Lexi?" Eve asked. "Yeah I'm ok. But I have to fart so bad and I'm afraid to let it out" Lexi said. "Did you got to the bathroom yet" Eve asked. "Yeah but I'm scared" Lexi said. "Then let 'er rip" Eve said. Lexi then blasted a extremely wet fart that reeked horribly. "Eve that was worse sounding then some of your farts" I said. Lexi put her hand on her butt agian. She ran to the bathroom. "Eww that stinks" Eve said. "Oh so it's ok for your farts to smell like death but when some else farts its gross" I said. "Yeah. If your gonna fart then make sure someone almost dies from the smell" Eve said with laughter. Just then Lexi walked back in. "All good?" Eve asked. "Yeah it was just really wet" Lexi said. Lexi laid back on the couch watching tv. Eve got up to get us drinks. She walked past Lexi but sat on her face. "No please don't Eve" She said as Eve blasted a loud wet one in her face. That was about it for the day. Not much happened after all that. It wasent until we got in bed until she farted again. She was ripping them pretty bad but nothing special some silent ones and some wet low pitched ones. So that's all for that story hope you enjoyed.

Hey guys quick message here. Sorry about the long absences. Some stuff has popped up. Plus we've both been working a lot but we've been trying in our hardest to keep you guys updated but it's been so busy. Eve had a bunch of stories on her laptop until Lexi accidentally dropped it in her cousin's pool. It all got whipped out so unfortunately she can't post some of them but right now she's working on a story which you guys are gonna absolutely love. I'll save it for you all to read. It's was a great time. As eve would say, smell ya later.

Monday, December 17, 2018

Lexi's Little accident

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

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.

Monday, November 19, 2018

Accident on the Interstate by Arthur Saxon arthursaxon@zombieworld.com

“Devil take this traffic!” growled Nathan Garrett as he stared at the rain-blurred brake lights of the SUV sitting just two feet in front of the front bumper of his green ’95 Oldsmobile. “What’s the goddamn hold-up?”

“Probably an accident,” said his sixteen-year-old daughter Megan, who was sitting next to him in the passenger seat. Slim and pretty, she was the apple of her father’s eye, particularly since her mother had passed away eighteen months ago. Her dark brown hair tumbled down to her shoulder-blades, and her winning smile and bubbly personality made her one of the most popular girls in her school. This evening she and her father were returning home from the state cheerleading competition, where she had, along with her team-mates, placed twentieth out of thirty-two high schools. This was partly due to her own error – a stumble that had thrown several of the girls off their rhythm. She was feeling miserable about this, of course, and she knew she would be cold-shouldered at school for at least a week by girls she normally considered friends.

Right now, however, something else was beginning to press on her mind. “Dad, can we pull off at the next exit and find a restroom somewhere?” she said. “I really need to go.”

“You’re kidding, right?” said Nathan. “The chances of us reaching an exit in the next hour are slim to none, I would say.”

Megan sighed and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She was really getting quite desperate – she was not sure she could hold out for an hour. “Perhaps the radio will have some traffic news?” she suggested.

“Good idea,” agreed Nathan, and he tuned the radio in to the traffic report. Upon learning of a pile-up four miles ahead, he cursed in disgust. “We could be stuck here a while,” he said grimly.

Megan squirmed. “Dad, I really need to go!” she said urgently.

Nathan watched the rain bouncing off the hood of the car. “You want to go out and squat by the side of the road?” he suggested.

Megan looked out at the miniature river flowing by at the edge of the road. “You’re kidding! I’m not going out in that! And I certainly wouldn’t ‘squat’ in view of all these cars.”

Nathan’s eyes lit upon a bottle of water that he had brought for the journey. He lifted it to his lips and drained the last of it. “Here,” he said, handing it to her. “Can you manage to pee in that?”

Megan stared at it. “No!” she said. “For one thing, I’m not a boy and can’t aim that well.” Then she shrugged and turned away in embarrassment. “And for another, I don’t need to pee.”

Nathan was startled. “Oh!” he said. “Well for heaven’s sake, if it’s a number two, I’m sure you can hold out until we get home.”

“But that could be hours!” said Megan. “And I don’t think I can!”

Nevertheless, she tried. But as the next half-hour wore on, and they moved less than a car-length, her desperation increased until she was clutching at her abdomen in pain. “Dad!” she gasped. “I’ve got to go!”

“I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do about our situation,” snapped Nathan, who had been getting more and more irritable as the time passed. “You’ll just have to wait, unless you want to go out in the pouring rain and take a dump on the shoulder. Why so desperate, anyway? You used to be able to hold on for a week or something.”

Megan bit her lip. For as long as she could remember it had been her habit to wait as long as possible before emptying her bowels – her doctor had called her a ‘classic anal retentive’, which was to say that she was a neat freak, pedantic about the damnedest things, almost obsessive about things being exactly where they should be … and with a tendency to avoid defecating until she could wait no longer. Her parents had thought that she was cured of this – they had taken her to a specialist after one-too-many accidents in grade school – but she had merely become more skilled in washing her soiled panties on the sly.

Nathan found Megan’s silence ominous. “Just how long has it been?” he asked with a frown.

“Um … a while,” confessed Megan. She writhed in her seat, clenching her anus tightly shut against the enormous pressure threatening to force it open from within.

“How long is a while?” Nathan inquired.

“A … week,” said Megan, grimacing in pain as a new pain began to build inside her bottom. “Or so…”

“A week or so?” echoed her father. “Megan, I thought we’d fixed that habit of yours!”

Megan gasped in pain – she could bear it no longer. “Oh Dad, I can’t hold it!” she exclaimed. It hurt too much to keep clenching, so she eased off a bit, and straight away the rounded tip of a thick, hard poo began to poke its way out of her anus.

“Well try!” said Nathan desperately.

“It’s no good,” moaned Megan as her anus slowly dilated around the emerging turd. At least it wouldn’t get very far – her bottom was pressed against the car seat and that, at least, would prevent the accident from being too severe, even if it did not prevent her cheerleading panties from getting messy.

“What … you mean you’re … having an accident?” asked Nathan in disbelief.

Megan buried her face in her hands. “I’m sorry, I can’t keep it in,” she said, and she began to cry as her poo met the resistance of the seat and halted, having come out barely an inch. Immediately the pressure began to build again, and Megan realized she would have to let some more out, or the pain would continue to grow. She raised herself up off the seat a couple of inches, and her poo started moving again, creeping out of her rectum and slowly pushing out the fabric of her panties.

“Well you can’t just sit there and let it happen!” exclaimed Nathan. “You’ll mess the seat! Find something to put under you, at least!” He reached forward and turned the fan up to full blast, hoping that this would help to keep the smell to a minimum. He did not dare open a window – the rain was pouring down harder than ever.

Megan turned and looked in the back seat, but saw nothing that she could put underneath her bottom. Sighing, she eased herself down on to her left buttock so that she could lift her left hand off the seat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and carefully took off her jacket, while her poo continued to slide out of her anus into her white cheerleading panties. If they had been regular panties, she might already have marked the car seat, but these were of a denser material, with a wide gusset, a thick lining, and rather more coverage at the front and back than her normal panties.

She lifted herself further off the seat and slid her jacket underneath her, spreading it out over the entire seat area. Thank goodness it was washable! Then she sat down – or tried to. But six or seven inches of her poo was now tenting her panties away from her buttocks, and if she sat down the poo would squish and make an even worse mess. So she planted her hands either side of her bottom and held herself a few inches above the seat, though she quickly realized she could not maintain this position for very long.

Nathan was shaking his head. “I can’t believe you’re messing yourself,” he said angrily. “At your age!”

Megan’s lip trembled. “I’m sorry Daddy,” she said, and then the whole misery of her failure at the competition, her teammates’ accusing stares, and now this new humiliation of crapping herself in front of her dad, and his anger at her, all ran together in her mind and she burst into tears.

Nathan sighed in exasperation. Then he looked over at the bowed head and shaking shoulders of his lovely daughter, and he felt guilty for adding to her woes. “Don’t cry,” he said awkwardly. “I’m sorry I yelled. I know you’ve had a bad day and I shouldn’t be making it worse for you.”

“I’m … s…sorry I’m having an accident,” said Megan through her sobs. Her poo was now bending in the middle, arching backwards while it continued to emerge at a slow but steady rate. This meant that the turd was now the shape of an upside-down question mark, but the more it folded, the more compressed it became, and when it began to fold sideways as well its shape became less defined – a firm, lumpy bulge that slowly stretched her panties further and further down towards the seat.

Nathan reached out and patted her shoulder. “There, there,” he said. “Don’t worry about the accident. I’m not really angry with you, I’m just … surprised, that’s all.” Then, as she continued to sob, he said softly, “There, there … just let it all out.”

He was talking about her tears, but Megan, still feeling considerable pain in her bowels, thought he was giving her permission to empty her bowels completely. “Thanks Dad,” she said with a weak smile. “I think it will help.” Then she held her breath and gently pushed, speeding the expulsion of her poo.

Her arms were tired, though, and she was reluctantly coming to the conclusion that she would have to squish the poo in order to make a little room in her panties. So she gingerly settled herself down, and grimaced as she felt the hot stickiness of her poo ooze up her butt crack and forwards along her gusset. Then, still feeling very full, she raised herself up and drew her legs up on to the seat, settling into a kneeling position so that she was sitting on her feet, with her heels well apart to allow plenty of room for her panties to bulge out between.

All this maneuvering had caused her to clench her anus shut, pinching off the poo, but now she resumed pushing, and her anus opened once again to allow her compacted turd to slide out into her panties. This section was very knobbly and hard, and felt rather painful as it bumped its way through her anal sphincter. It met the mass of poo already in her panties and was diverted forward, bending a little as it headed for her gusset. After eight or nine inches had emerged, Megan pinched it off and took a breather.

Her father had tucked his nose inside his shirt in order to avoid the worst of the smell. “Looks like the traffic’s beginning to move again,” he remarked in a muffled voice. “You’d better get your seatbelt back on.”

“Oh shit,” muttered Megan. Then she blushed at her language. “Sorry Dad.” She pulled her seatbelt around in front of her and clicked it into place, while still kneeling on the seat. She started pushing again, and more of the knobbly hard section began to slither out. Then it halted as a particularly wide lump reached the end of Megan’s rectum and nestled against the inside of her anus. Grunting with effort, she bore down hard, and slowly the lump began to stretch her sphincter out to a diameter of two inches … two and a half … three inches… Her eyes watering, Megan gave a huge effort and pushed extra hard. The giant lump slipped through, followed by several inches of softer poo, and Megan panted in relief.

Nathan turned up the wipers and began to crawl forward, following the SUV. He glanced across and noted Megan’s red face. “See this is what happens when you hold it in for a week,” he scolded her gently. “Why on earth can’t you go every day, or at least every other day, like other people do?”

A rope of smooth, semi-soft poo was now sliding easily out of Megan’s anus, to her relief. “I know, I know,” she said. “I just … I don’t even like to think about taking a dump, so I generally don’t until I can’t put it off any longer.”

As she continued to fill her panties with softer poo, the front end of the nine-inch lumpy turd had become anchored in the middle of her gusset. Its upper end was now being pushed slowly forward by the growing mass of soft poo, which was hitting the largest lump and spreading out every which way from there. When the flow of soft poo stopped, the upper end of the knobbly section was positioned at the opening of Megan’s vagina.

Megan carefully unfolded her legs from beneath her – it was time she sat down again to make more room. As she gently lowered herself down, however, her father braked suddenly as the SUV slammed on its own brakes, and Megan found herself sitting down rather harder than she intended. As her bottom hit the seat, she gasped in shock – something had just slid right up into her vagina!

Feeling rather sick, she realized that it must have been part of her poo. She lifted herself quickly off the seat, but unfortunately the poo did not slide back out – it was firmly lodged inside her now. Reaching between her legs, she screwed up her face in distaste as she felt her lumpy, squishy gusset. As she pressed against one lump, however, she felt something pressing deep inside her cunt. She shuddered – only about half an inch of the poo was protruding from her vagina – there was no way she could get it out without removing her panties.

“Are you okay?” asked Nathan. “Something wrong? Apart from the obvious, I mean.”

“No – no, I’m fine,” said Megan, blushing furiously. There was no way she could admit to her father what had just happened.

The rest of the poo had pancaked around her buttocks, with only that one large lump remaining pretty much its original shape. Some of the softer poo had crept forward along her gusset as far as her clitoris – she could feel it oozing between her labia, which was totally gross.

There was more to come, however, so she tucked her feet back under her and got herself into a kneeling position again. Then she relaxed her anus, and gently pushed once more. After a brief rush of soft poo, she felt the consistency change again – now there were some moderate-sized, but fairly smooth, ball-shaped lumps squeezing their way through her anus. One of them was larger than the others, and she grunted a bit with the effort of popping that one out.

“You’re still pooping?” asked her father, hearing the grunt. “Haven’t you, I don’t know, relieved enough pressure yet?”

“You said I could let it all out!” said Megan.

Nathan’s brow furrowed, then the light dawned. “I meant you should let yourself cry!” he said. “I didn’t mean you should let all your poop out!”

“Oh!” said Megan, turning white. She clenched her anus to stop further expulsions. “I thought … oh no!”

Nathan sighed, and then shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” he muttered.

“Oh but I was in such pain!” said Megan. “It feels so good to get rid of it. I promise I’ll try to be better in future about going more regularly.”

“Damn right you will!” said Nathan. “Well I guess you might as well finish what you’ve started, if it will help you feel better.”

“Thanks Dad,” said Megan gratefully. “These panties seem to be able to hold quite a lot.”

Nathan’s hair stood on end. “No details, please!” he exclaimed. “I don’t want to hear it.”

Megan smiled despite herself, then her face took on a look of concentration as she resumed pushing. The poo that was now emerging was firm, smooth, and not too wide, and feeling it slide through her anus was almost pleasurable. She felt it curling around beneath her buttocks, adding a lumpy layer to the already thick pad of poo that was filling the back of her panties.

She pinched it off and slid her feet out from beneath her so that she could sit down again. This time, as she settled herself gently down, she could feel poo oozing all the way up to her waistband, not to mention further forward along her gusset until her entire pussy was cradled in the warm mess. As she shifted her position, she felt a little tingle in her loins as the ridge of poo between her labia stroked over her clitoral hood. This was rather nice, so she did it again, and smiled with secret pleasure as she was rewarded with another tingle.

As subtly as she could, she gyrated her pelvis, grinding her pussy into the poo in her panties. This had two effects: first, her clitoral hood was dragged back so that her clitoris was exposed and caressed by the ridge of poo, and second, the poo in her vagina was pushed inwards a little, which caused it to slide over her g-spot.

A little moan escaped Megan’s lips, and she hastily turned it into a throat-clearing. Her father glanced across at her, but he did not look suspicious. Forcing herself not to make a noise, Megan began to grind her pussy into the poo with a steady rhythm, so that the poo in her cunt slowly eased in and out, gently fucking her while the ridge of poo along the middle of her gusset lavished delightful attention on her clitoris.

Her cheeks flushed red as she felt herself approaching orgasm. She closed her eyes and ever-so-slightly increased the pace of her gyration. Soon she was unable to prevent her breath from coming in gasps.

“Megan, what are you doing?” asked her father suddenly.

On the brink of orgasm, Megan was shocked back to reality and her eyes snapped open. “Nothing!” she said quickly.

Her father said nothing, but frowned and faced forward again. The traffic was beginning to move a little more steadily now – he judged that they might be home within the hour if all went well. He only hoped that the rain would stop, so that he could open a window and let some of the smell out.

Megan was desperate to climax, but she did not dare to try the same thing again. Instead she let her anus open up again, lifted her bottom off the seat, and pushed hard, so that a long, smooth sausage of poo quickly extruded from her rectum and curled up against her buttocks. This was followed by a rush of semi-soft poo which billowed out from her anus and filled every available nook and cranny, smoothing out the bulge in her panties and surging forward along her gusset to fill out the front of her panties. As it flowed over her clitoris, Megan felt like she was being continuously licked by an immensely long tongue. Her nipples hardened in her bra and the flush came back into her cheeks, but she forced herself to breathe normally.

She continued to push until the front of her panties were bulging so much that a little hill had formed in her lap, over which was draped her short cheerleading skirt. If her father saw that … well, it did not really matter, since he knew she was messing herself anyway.

She reached beneath her bottom with one hand, and cupped the bulge in the back of her panties. It was worse than she thought, hanging down several inches beneath her buttocks. If she sat down now, her poo would splurge out of the legbands of her panties and all over her jacket. Instead she tucked her feet back under her, and knelt with her heels right at the outer edges of her buttocks, supporting little more than her hips.

In this position she let out some more poo – a series of soft, squishy lumps that merged with what was already in her panties and merely served to make the sagging bulge a little more huge. Still feeling extremely horny, she reached between her legs, under her skirt, and felt around for the tip of the poo in her vagina. It was buried now beneath a mass of soft poo, but she sank her fingers into the nylon-veiled squishy mass until her probing fingers found the hard, round end of the knobbly turd. Pushing it inwards, she quivered with pleasure as she felt it slide deeper inside her, then she let it go so that it slid out a little, then she pushed it back in. After just a couple of minutes of fucking herself like this, she was almost at her climax.

But then, “Stop playing with it!” said her father. “For heaven’s sake, what are you doing?”

Frustrated once again, Megan sighed and withdrew her hand. “I was just making sure my panties aren’t leaking,” she said.

“Oh,” said Nathan. “And are they?”

“No, they appear to be holding it all,” said Megan.

“Good,” said her father.

Megan scowled resentfully for much of the rest of the way home. The rain had slackened off over the past few minutes, and as Nathan pulled into their driveway, there was only a light drizzle speckling the windscreen. He stopped the car, switched off, and climbed out. On the other side, Megan opened her door and very carefully stepped out. Her skirt was splaying out oddly on account of her massively bulging panties, and when she felt behind her she realized with a sense of fascination that the bulge was actually sagging below her hemline. She waddled slowly indoors, anxious not to spill any poo, but as she walked she could feel her panties beginning to slip downwards. Stopping in the hall, she reached back with both hands and held her splayed fingers underneath the enormous bulge.

Her father turned to face her. “I’m sorry if I was a little hard on you in the car,” he said to her. “This must have been an awful experience for you. I should have been more sympathetic.”

“That’s all right Dad,” she told him with a smile. “It was my own fault for holding it in so long.”

“Well,” he said, a little awkwardly, “I just want you to know … you’re still my princess.”

She threw her arms around him happily, and he held her close for a full minute before drawing back. “Now,” he said, “you’d better go and take a shower.”

Megan nodded, and she proceeded to climb the stairs slowly, cradling her bulging panties in her hands as she went. Upstairs in the bathroom, she stripped off everything but her panties, then she switched the shower on and climbed in when it reached her desired temperature. Finally alone with her poo, she plunged her hand into the front of her panties, her fingers sinking deep into her mushy poo, and she masturbated furiously until her entire body was shuddering in the most intense orgasm she had had for a long time.

Lumps of poo were falling from her panties as she gradually came off her pleasure high, and somewhat reluctantly she pulled them down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Washing all the poo from her bottom and pussy, she stepped on all the lumps with her bare toes and mashed them into a liquidy mess, which she then swept towards the plughole.

It was not until she was nearly clean that she remembered the poo still in her vagina. She was about to take it out, when a delightfully wicked thought occurred to her: why not leave it in?

She finished washing herself, then she climbed out and dried herself very carefully, using toilet tissue to mop up the brown water which kept trickling down her inner thighs. Eventually this trickle stopped, and, wrapping herself in a towel, she brushed her teeth and dried her hair. Then she went back to her room, dropped the towel, and pulled out a fresh pair of panties. These were white silk, much prettier and skimpier than her cheer panties, and she put them on with a contented smile. Climbing into bed, she switched off her bedside light, turned on to her side in a semi-foetal position, and snuggled up to her favourite teddy bear, which she had had since she was six years old.

She could feel her knobbly poo still buried inside her vagina, and it felt heavenly. As she gradually drifted toward sleep, it vaguely occurred to her that her bowels were not quite empty yet. Smiling to herself with her eyes closed, she relaxed her anus and pushed. A soft poo, about an inch and a half in diameter, started snaking its way out of her rectum and into the back of her panties, and she sighed with pleasure at the sensation. Not firm enough to hold its shape very well, it curled up and squished together slightly into a soft, lumpy mass which, once fully expelled, slid partially down over one buttock. This did not feel very comfortable, so she reached back and pressed it between her buttocks again, and a little into her pussy. Then, sensing that there was perhaps a little more yet, she pushed as hard as she could. Sure enough another poo, slightly firmer and thicker, began to emerge. Megan pushed it out with steady pressure, using her hand to guide it along her gusset as it inched further and further forward. By the time it broke off, its tip was pressing nicely against her clitoris.

One last, long push filled the back of Megan’s panties with a shapeless mass of very soft poo, and, lying thus with her buttocks and pussy cradled in a delightful warm soft sticky embrace, she finally drifted off to sleep.

THE END

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Monday, October 29, 2018

Kayla

Hi everybody! After my last post, a few people wanted to know how old I was and stuff so I'll just describe myself. I'm a 21 year old college student from Minnesota, I'm 5'7" and like, 140 lbs. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I have a thin build but I have a very big, and low-hanging boobs, that make me look thicker than I am. I wish I could say if I was attractive or not but I'm not sure. I don't think I am good looking, but guys do come on to me. I usually attribute it to my chest (which I really hate) and end up being scared away because I'm too insecure to find out if they're actually attracted to me. But enough feeling sorry for myself. I really like sharing my personal stories here, and also how open minded everyone at this forum is.
To wetguy- No my parents never found out. If they did I would probably be way too embarrassed to face them.
WetSuit- I clog the toilet quite a bit, but now I live by myself so I uncolg the toilet. But when I lived at home I plugged it up a lot too and my dad always fixed it. I was embarrassed but I would just stay out of sight. Not seeing his response to my poop would make it less embarrassing I guess
Lucki Sportz Fanatic- I honestly love the feeling of filling my underwear. I makes me feel like, "naughty," I guess. And it's a little weird that I like that feeling because I'm not a very kinky person.
King oF the Throne- Cool, be sure and tell the details of your poop. Don't you love the full feeling and the anticipation of a big load?
That's all I have time for now, but I have a couple more stories to share soon. I can't wait, I love to describe my secret enjoyment.
Bye All,
Kayla

OMG I love reading everyone's pooping stories. I have to admit that I LOVE pooping in my panties.....on purpose. Just the other morning I was laying in bed and I was so relaxed. I felt the urge to have to poo so I decided to lay there until I had to go really bad. About half an hour later the time had come. I had to go so bad that I could feel the poo poking out of my butt. I gently pushed and the turd was big. I had to push hard to get it out. It felt so good sliding into my panties. I pushed some more and another big turd started making its way out. I could feel my panties streching as my nice firm logs filled them. I was so turned on by it. I just layed there and pushed until I didn't have to go anymore. I had three big fat turds in my panties. The buldge was enormous. After a few minutes of laying there just enjoying the feeling of the poop pressed against my butt I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I carefully pulled my panties down and stepped out of t! hem. I emptied the logs into the toilet and flushed them away. Then I got into the shower to clean the rest of me off. They were such firm poos that my butt wasn't even dirty. This will definately be part of a regular routine for me. I got such a thrill out of it. I will post more later and keep you updated on how it goes.

Laura Beth
I am 18 and going to graduate from high school. This site is awesome. I take going to the bathroom very seriously. It is not requirement of life. It is an event. I pee a lot. I pee as much as 10x a day. Well, it helps when you drink a lot of water like I do. I live in NYC and go to a girl's prep school. That is all I can say. I am WASP White Anglo-Saxon Protestant, 5'11" 160 lbs., a little chunky, brown hair. I wear a blue skirt, sometimes with pantyhose and a white shirt for a school uniform I urinate a lot at school. I sometimes create a lot of foam. Daily, I go at 10:00AM without fail. Wherever I am, I have to go or I will be in trouble. I did wet my pants in elementary school between kindergarten and 3rd grade. I was embarassed to ask and I paid the price. My teachers and my mother told me just speak up and if I have to-GO!
My bowels are regular. Though, I evacuate long, thick logs. If I have the runs, it is when I am sick or something that I ate ran through me. Usually, I release a 12-16 log. There are times that I will release a soft movement.
I will tell you more about me.

Janet
Once When I was in college the sorrority I was in pulled pranks on each other every year, it was tradition. One year on April fools day (good timing huh?) I woke up in my dorm handcuffed to my roomate jane to my surprise. There was a note that said Sorrority sisters stick together! Me and jane walked around the dorm for about 15 mins trying to find someone with a key but know one had one. About ten minutes later jane kind of looked at me and I knew what she was thinking. I have to go to, I said. Jane was lucky because she only had to pee, but i had to take a crap and I ve never been so humiliated in my life. Because of the handcuffs jane had to stand like on me basicaly while i crapped.

Embarassed
I had the most embarrassing night of my life last night. I have a pretty strong stomach and I am very regular. Not many foods seem to change my bowel movements until last night. I have never even had an accident until now. I was driving home and had no urge to go poop, just alot of gas. I was continuously letting out farts throughout my drive and was hoping it would pass. I stopped to fill up my car with gas and while standing there let out another fart only this fart came with an explosion. I could''t even stop it, it just flowed out like a faucet. I was mortified, I know the person behind me saw. Needless to say I left drove home still going in my pants and waddled to the bathroom. I through out those clothes and spent another hour on the toilet. It gets worse, I was so exhausted from all that I went right to bed. I woke up hours later with diarrhea in my bed. I don't know why I can't control my bowels, this is continuing today too. I've had two more accidents. It just com es out without warning. I am so embarassed I don't know what to do. Does anyone else ever just loose control and not even wake up to
go to the bathroom. Please let me know, I am too embarassed to talk to anyone else, gotta get to the bathroom, here it comes. Help me. Bye.

Bob
Clauida just wanted to let you know I really enjoy your posts,
hope to read more of them. I have been fasanated by this since I was a kid. I can remember my next door neighbor used to have wetting and messing accidents very offten. I remember one time when I was about 12 we were all playing follow the leader just acting up a bit doing crazy things and there was a slide and swing set in her back yard. we were all to old for it but because we were horsing around playing this silly game we used it. We were all climbing the ladder of the slide as fast as we could and one after the other sliding down. I was right infront of denelle when all at once my friend started to yell at me as I was sliding down the slide. He was saying to hurry and jump off the side. well I did then I looked up and I don't think I will ever forget the site of Denelle squating at the top of the slide pee pouring out from between her legs. looking straight at me as her jeans turned very dark and soaked from the pee. I Was frozen there staring at her and as i watched I noticed the seat of her jeans as they puffed out in the seat I couldn't belive it this girl who had a crush on me was filling her pants right in front of me too. When she finished she slid down and made a real mess of her pants as I was watching her get of the slide there was a big wet and now brown stain on the seat of her pants she just kept walking when she got off the slide and as she went into the house she turned to see if anyone was lookinf of course we all were
I have been totally fasinated by this ever since funny how things that happen when were kids effect our whole lifes.

Evonne
1)What age group are you from? (ex. 16-25, 30-40, etc...) 30 - 40
2)How often do you poop? Every 3 to 4 days sometimes longer.
3)What is the average size of your poops? (length, diameter)
Usually 9 to 10 inches but sometimes as long as 14 inches. Diameter a bit more than 2.5+ inches.. On occation I have some short (5 inch long) really fat ones and I always have to strain even harder to get it to come out. When it is like that it hurts a lot.
4)What texture are your poops usually? (Mushy, liquidy, firm, rock solid, etc...) Usually firm to rock solid, bumpy, and the first part is big and hard... difficult to get the opening to stretch enough. Its always stuck right there trying to come out. I push and strain and it takes a while to get started. When it stretches me it hurts. And that makes me not want to go, so I often put off the urge.
5)Do you usually poop out logs, chunks, "snakes", or combinations of the above? Sorry to say usually hard very wide, 'logs' as you say.
6)How long does it usually take you to poop? at least 10 min sometimes up to 20 minutes.
7)What are the places like to take a dump? I wait til I get home cause I live in an apartment and my BF only comes over a few times a week. I usually try to go ahead and push it out if I know he won't be coming over. But if he IS coming over I wait and hold it for him, he likes to be in on the action.
8)Are you comfortable with a guy or girl watching you while you poop? Its ok if my BF looks at me. But its embarising when I have to strain a lot cause I scrunch my face up when pushing so hard. I think I don't look very good doing that.
9)Do you have to push a lot to let out your poo? Oh, I just explained that in the last question, yes. I always have to 'push a lot' as you say. Its the way I have always been.
10)When you take a dump, about how many poos do you let out? Usually 2 or 3. Just went a couple of hours ago and there was just one log this time. It was hard, as usual... and hard to get out.
11)Does it take very long for you to take a poo? Yes. (see above)
12)Do you voluntarily take a poo at the first urge, or do you hold it, or simply go when convenient? I wait to get home because I don't want to clog the ladies toilet at work. Also don't have to worry about making noises. At home I can make noises if I have to.
13)What foods make you take the biggest dumps? A hamburger with yellow pepper sauce (which contains Alum) and a big choclate milk shake makes me not go for about 4+ days. When I finally do go, its bigger than usual. Then its tough.
Hope this helps to answer your questions.

DeepCloudNine
Carmelita,
Just reading your last post made me hungry. lol. I'm not a fan of taco bell or anything, but I do like the authentic stuff you were telling us about, and I do like the after-effects it generates with all of the farting, etc. I'm a 20 year old white guy from Houston and my fetish is hearing and watching girls pee, your peeing stories are great, also, can you tell us about anytime you've had to pee in a cup at the dr. or any other container at anytime? thanx.
-Brian

South of Indy Dude
So much to post, yet so very little time. I've been really busy today, so I'm just gonna post a tiny bit this time.
I, after a lot of thought and examination, have decided that about 3 things brought on my fetish. First, a very Freudian mother thing. My mother has this bad habit of being a little TOO open about her habits.. She will go into the restroom while I'm standing right near it and just have a bowel movement with the door open. It's bothersome. Yet I believe somewhere in my early development, it has affected me somehow.
Secondly, the incident I posted last time getting walked in on. I think the shame and embarrasment of that caused me to think of it as "naughty" and "taboo" and because of that, I look at a girl having a bowel movement as "forbidden fruit". Something that is naughty.
Third and lastly, I had a few female neighbors when I was younger. I live near a lot of woods.. so we would often build forts. Never did we build a fort that these girls would not want a toilet in it. When we were younger, they wanted to build the toilets and use them... as we got older (around 11 or so..) I wanted to build the toilets... and then have them use them.. they did for a while, but started catching on, so I had to button up and make up a whole lot of lies as to not make them suspicious.
With these three aspects coming into play, plus a few others I have yet to mention, all happening in my most crucial years of development, I think that is the cause of my fetish. I'm often ashamed of it, but realize it's nothing I can control. That is why I'm generally pretty forgiving of people with strange and unusual fetishes.

man of science
Greetings everyone,
I have a couple of questions for all you survey-takers out there.
1. What foods do you find give you the biggest/smelliest poops? I realize this question has been addressed in surveys past, but I would like to know specifics, such as "Broccoli" or "Steak" instead of just "Vegetables" or "Meat".
2. Same as above, except for farting instead of pooping.
Since it's only fair to answer my own questions...
Chinese food tends to give me the biggest stools by far, especially dishes containing shrimp, and fried rice. For smell the winner would be spicy peppers, like Jalapenos.
Eating lots of baked good like breads and such give me the loud farts, while dairy products (especially cheese) make them smell horrible (b/c I'm lactose intolerant).
Thanks in advance for taking my survey, and happy b.m.'s to all!

Carmalita
Hola mis amigos,

We had a very interesting, but weird thing happen to us today after a run in the park. I'll tell it, but first, some replies:

METAMUCIL MAN: Unfortunately, I don't live with Patsy, Jake, and Renee anymore, so I don't get to see her that often. She is hot though. You might want to check out some of my older posts from about a year ago. I have more stories of her there.

TEDDY BEAR: Besos a ti tambien! Your Spanish is very good hon! The outdoor trip was very special to me. It was such a beautiful day, and everything was so perfect. The fishermen were a bit far away, but they could tell what was happening. It was even more fun knowing that! However, a couple years ago, I did a big one outdoors and some fishermen also saw me, but they were close and got a great view! I love your name Teddy Bear! Makes me wanna hug you!

HOLA RIZZO MI AMOR!: I have missed you soooo much!

BEACH NUT: Hola baby!

BUZZY: Yeah, it would be nice to run into you too in the woods. I've always enjoyed your woodland tales, especially when you've been out riding your bike. I love bike riding in the country. I really miss the talks we used to have on that subject too hon. No big deal about my name, baby.

BLACK CHAOS: Sweet words hon! I'm looking forward to hearing more about you so I can get lightheaded...

My sister Luisa is like me. She takes tremendous poos, and actually clogged my toilet yesterday morning with a hard log that smelled like it came from another world! Muy stinky!!!!! It was a nice big one too. Luisa looks almost exactly like me: She's short, dark, with big lips and long black hair. So often we've been mistaken for twins, and she's driving Dan up the wall! The only difference between her and me, is that she has this gap between her front teeth that she inherited from my mom. Dan's been trying to hit on her, but she's not interested at all.

Anyway, this is an awesome 2-part story: She was soaking in the tub this morning when Nu came over. (We go running almost every morning.) Nu caught a glimpse of her soaking and asked if she could go potty. Luisa's a little spark plug just like me, and says "If you're gonna take a crap, I don't wanna lay here and smell it." "Well, I do have to, so how about if I light matches or something?" Nu asked, and Luisa said "Ohhhh, alright, if you gotta poo, you gotta poo. Go ahead." So, Nu pulls down her sweats and white panties, wiggles her soft little butt down on the seat, leans forward with her black hair dancing on her forehead and lets out a big fart by accident. Luisa started giggling, then sat up, leaning over the edge of the tub, pointing a finger of warning and said "If it stinks, I'm soaking you with water!" I was standing in the doorway, and all of us were laughing because Nu was so embarrassed that she'd let out this big, ripping fart by accident. Luisa, naked, with ! water dripping down her boobs, lay back in the tub and relaxed. About a minute later, Nu started plopping out some goodies. Luisa just grinned while slowly circling her belly button with her forefinger and said "Girl, I can hear your turds dumping." (a little poet, isn't she?) After a few seconds she goes "Grooossss! I knew it, I can smell it now! It smells like poop in here!" Then, turds started slipping out like crazy, and Nu was taking one of her famous, loose poops. Luisa was frowning, scrunching up her face going "Flush it, flush it!" Actually, it wasnt bad at all, at least not to me anyway. Just then I said to mi hermanita, "What're you goin' on about, your shit yesterday killed every rat within a 5 mile radius of here!" "Bullshit!" she says, and I replied "Bullshit yourself! You clogged my can with one of your anaconda turds" By now, Nu was laughing so hard that we barely heard her drop another sludgy round of poo into the toilet. Anyway, it was fun, because Luisa lov! es to tease and act tough, but she's just playing. Nu knows it too. It took about 9 wipes for Nu to get her butt into the anti-sticky mode.

Later, we all went for a run in a park nearby and afterward, were walking along a concrete path that was obscured by many trees. So, guess what we saw? Some guy was getting ready to take a shit in the bushes, knowing that we were watching! I know because he'd been watching from up the path, checking on how close we were getting. Before we got there, Nu says "20 bucks says that guy's gonna flash us." He had a bike that was lying down on the ground. So, we turned the corner, and sure enough, he's squatting on the ground, pants down at his ankles looking over his shoulder to see if we could see him. I'm guessing that he assumed we'd all freak out and run, or just keep walking and ignore him, but it didn't work out that way at all. All of a sudden he starts shitting! Nu got freaked and ran, yelling for us to C'mon, but Luisa stood there staring. I grabbed her arm and said, "C'mon," but she pulled away from me. The guy looked over again, I think to see our expressions, but g! ot scared because we hadn't run or walked away. Luisa then starts wandering down into the bushes close to where he is, talking to him, saying "HEY! What're you doing down there?! Everybody can see you, you know!" Immediately, and to my absolute shock, she started going "RRRRRNNNNNNGGGGGHHH!!!! PINCH IT!!!" Suddenly, the guy panics, jumps up and runs down into the bushes, pulling his pants up on the way, and she yelled "Hey, you forgot your bike!" Anyway, that was it, nothing more. It freaked me a little because I got grabbed and pulled into some bushes by a guy once, and it brought that memory and feeling back. All of us gals love to poo outside, and be seen by men, but we're not creepo about it. We are exhibitionists, definitely, but in a more fun loving way. I think this guy was dangerous, or could have been. It made me worry for the children in the park, so I called the police, and reported it. That was it. His bike was gone when we went back to the spot, so he came back ! and got it, or somebody stole it.

After we got back home, Luisa took off to the library, and me and Nu kicked back for awhile. I took my morning dump after Luisa left because I knew it was going to be big and raunchy. It was. I crapped two huge turds. One was about 16" long, and about an inch and a half thick I swear! The other was thinner, and about 8" long and very mushy. My butt was stingin' and burnin' after pinching those off. Nu came in, held her nose and said "Daaaammmmnn you reek!", then bent down and gave me a nice kiss. I was still on the toilet getting ready to wipe and said "What was that for?" and she said "No reason, I just love you is all."
It made me tingle!!
Well, adios mis amigos, it was an interesting day indeed.
Love,
Marisol Carmalita

Saturday, September 15, 2018

It was an early morning and Ayesha was working in the kitchen when she heard her husband's parents leave for a big event of one of their friends. She peeked outside and saw her 28-year old husband just waking up with a large tent in his boxer briefs. An intense desire arose within her. She had been married for just over 3 months and had just come to her husband's house from a 2 week honeymoon 5 days ago. Her husband had pounded by her 3-4 times each day for two weeks, but after returning to the crowded house with his parents and little sister, he barely looked at his new wife. The lack of her husband's lust towards her was strange because her beautiful 24-year old hourglass body with perky, D cup breasts, and a plump, bouncy ass covered in a soft, milky white skin would make any male want to take her and fuck her every day.
Ayesha was in heaven for 2 weeks of her honeymoon. As she was working in the silent kitchen on a hot day, her vagina got wet thinking about the ways she had been deflowered by her more experienced husband. She wanted to be the dutiful wife both off and on the bed, and so she submitted to all his demands as he fucked her in multiple previously unknown, and ecstasy filled positions. Ayesha still felt the jolts of electricity which ran through her as his husband's long cock kiss her g-spot with almost every massive thrust into her inviting pussy. She still imagined the unparalleled pleasure she felt as her husband released his massive loads of creamy, potent, life-giving seed into her young, fertile womb. As she watched her husband carry his tented underwear into the toilet, Ayesha felt her pussy ache for her husband's maleness to make her feel like a woman again.
The silent house helped her naughty, evil lust overcome her dormant mind. She stood up and removed her satin nighty, her large cupped bras came off next, and then removed her lace panties with sticky wetness from her drenched pussy to show her nicely trimmed pussy, which was eager for some action. Her large pear shaped ass duck-bounced as she slowly went to the occupied toilet.
After waiting for a moment to calm down her racing heartbeat, she knocked on the door. Her husband asked, "Who's that?" Ayesha didn't reply, she just knocked again, harder and saw the door part slightly and watch her husband's straight face turn to jaw-dropping shock to see her gorgeous wife stand in front of him naked. He looked up and down and took in every inch of his wife's nude body and stammered as he said, "What...what...why are you standing like this?"
"Open the door," came the stern reply from Ayesha.
"What! I am in the toilet and about to poop," her husband replied incredulously. "Why are you asking me to open the door?"
"Are you going to open it or not?" said Ayesha with a note of anger in her sweet voice. Her husband acquiesced and slowly pulled the door back. Her eyes immediately looked down and felt disappointed to see the previously erect and hard cock fallen limply out of his thick, hairy male bush. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. "Sit down and go," she ordered her speechless husband.
"You want me to poop in front of you?" asked her husband with disbelief. "Ayesha, I can't..." he started but got cut off by her young wife.
"Sit down!" she repeated. Taken aback by his wife's sudden and unexpected dominant behavior, he stepped back and squatted down. Ayesha inhaled deeply and took in the unmistakable smell of a man's urine which saturated the air in the small toilet. Her right hand unconsciously grabbed her left breast and squeezed her erect nipple. As her husband watched his wife charged completely with an animal-like sexual energy, his black cock came to life and started growing. Watching a thick, transparent bead of his wife's pussy juice flow down from her shaved, silky thigh, his fully erect, 6 and a half inch cock throbbed and he dumped a several big loads of wet, dark brown shit. Ayesha's eyes moved from the oozing pre-cum on her husband's cock head to the large deposit of his husband's body waste. Her breasts heaved with excitement as she walked near her massive husband and told him to stand up and he obediently followed her with uttering a word.
Ayesha got down on her knees, placed her hands on the toilet floor and leant her face down inside the toilet and smelled her man's hot, moist shit. She took in deep breaths of the wonderful smell of maleness emanating from the brown mess left by her husband. After stopping just short of touching the poop, she retracted her face up and reached for her man's large, hard ass cheeks. Her husband watched silently while touching his throbbing penis, as Ayesha grabbed his ass and spread them wide to get a view of his poop-covered asshole. She came as close as she could without letting her nose touch his sticky shit and inhaled deep amounts of his man's fragrance. She let go of her husband's ass and stood up to see his husband's face filled with lust so strong, she was afraid that he might hurt her.
Her male pulled he foreskin down to the shaft's base, grabbed her luscious, amber hair and made her look down at his proud, red rod of flesh. He then turned her around, pushed her down upon the large flush and pulled her hair back hard. Ayesha held on to the cold ceramic flush and let out a wince. Her husband came close to her and she felt the pre-cum soaked head of his male hardness prick into her tender, feminine back. He spread apart her long legs and gazed at the dripping vagina. He ran his fingers through the wet slit and sucked the salty juice produced by his woman. Ayesha then felt his man's hard reproductive organ penetrate her soft opening and thrust inside. As he ramped up his pounding and fucked her pussy harder, Ayesha again felt the jolts of pleasure released by her pussy. She squeezed hard on the nipples of her bouncing tits and looked down and took in the beautiful view of her man's dark load of shit on the pristine, pearly white toilet floor.
Obeying the commands of his bouncing wife, he increased the speed of his pounding. As Ayesha felt her husband's manhood throb inside her and about to explode, her fertile womb quivered as she wondered how it would feel to be a mother to the many kids she wished to produce for her husband. She knew that her husband was going to get her pregnant; the question was simply when and how many. As her husband's baby-making batter flooded the wall of her pussy, completely fill her, and inseminate her motherhood, she felt happy that she was fulfilling her duty.

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