"If you don't want to mess up
the sheets, should we go in the bathroom?" I suggested. My cock was
practically dripping at the sight of her bent over and losing control in
front of me.
"Sounds good," Alyssa laughed back with relief. I tugged her panties
back up over her firm ass, hiding everything from view. She was quick to
climb to her knees and turn to face me, eager to get up. When I rose to
my knees, however, she stopped me. Biting her lip, Aly peeled the
waistband of both my sleeps pants and my briefs back and peered down at
my, undoubtedly shit-smeared, ass.
"Oh my god," she half-laughed, half-moaned. She let the band snap back into place and backed off the bed.
"What?"
"That's huge! More than I ever imagined."
"You imagined this?"
"Yeah, a lot. Come on, please, I really, really, really have to go," she
said and shifted from foot to foot. As I stood, I slipped one arm
beneath Aly's backside and picked her up in my arms. "Oh shit," she
gasped, and though she wrapped her legs around my torso, she clasped one
hand over her ass. Aly attempted to hold on to my shoulders with one
hand while keeping the other clasped over her butt, but her face was a
bright, flustered pink. I kissed her neck as I blindly found my way to
the bathroom.
"Shit," she whimpered as I lowered her down, letting her feet touch the
floor. I couldn't help but notice that she didn't remove her hand from
her backside. I sat down on the floor, feeling the mess in my pants
flatten against me, and she followed suit, not taking her hand away. As
she knelt down, she cursed under her breath and bit her lip.
"Reverse cowgirl," I told her, placing my hands on her thighs and
turning her around. Once she had her back to me, I pulled her hand away.
"Sorry," she murmured sheepishly
"Aly," I breathed, "did you...?"
"I couldn't hold it!"
I pulled her panties back, the same way she had done to me, and looked
down. Two small, solid lumps of shit were nestled against her asshole. I
couldn't fucking believe it—she'd actually lost control while I was
carrying her. I groaned and pulled the gusset of her panties aside,
brushing my fingers through her wetness. I lined my cock up with her
entrance and rubbed the head against it, but didn't put it in. Aly
moaned at the feeling, her head leaned back and her thighs and hands
trembling. I rocked my hips back and forth lightly, just to enjoy the
feeling of my own shit spreading across my ass while dragging the head
across her soaking entrance. I'd never imagined something so filthy
could be so sexual. However, I wanted to toy with Aly a few moments
longer, just to tease her.
"Okay, before you go, I want to fuck a little bit more," I told her, slipping the head inside.
"Baby I can't hold it, I'm going to go no matter what you're doing!"
I pulled her hips down, forcing her halfway down my shaft.
"Just wait a few more minutes," I told her, and slid the rest of my cock
inside her. "Or are you going to go some more?" I reached around and
rubbed her clit through her panties. "Are you going to accidentally poop
just like this?"
I felt Alyssa's walls tighten with excitement at my words. "I'm not going to be able to make it," she groaned. "I have to go."
"You have to what?" I rubbed her clit slow, but hard.
"I have to shit."
"What was that? I didn't quite catch—"
"I have to go right now so bad, if you don't let me move, I'm going to
go all over you," Aly moaned as I played with her clit. She tried to
press her hand over her ass again, adjusting her panties so that she
could cover her tight hole without mushing up what had already slipped
out.
"You already had an accident, are you really going to take a huge dump
right in your panties?" Aly's muscles jerked and she desperately tried
to contain the impending mess.
"Fuck, I'm doing it now...Fuck...I can't stop it."
"What are you doing, baby?" There was a soft crackling as she lost control and completely pooped her panties.
"I'm going—it's coming out," she moaned.
"Yeah?" I held myself still so I could watch and adjusted her panties
back so that they were covering her entirely. The soft, pink cotton
began to tent out as a huge turd forced its way out of her. I groaned in
absolute ecstasy as I watched the dark patch form, stretching out
against the back. Without warning, I felt a hot, warm sensation on my
cock and got distracted. A light stream ran down my cock and dripped
onto my balls.
"Aly, are you...are you wetting yourself?"
"I'm sorry," she was quick to apologize, "I'm trying to hold it." She
pressed her hand to her front, trying to stop it. I was genuinely
surprised. I had been so caught up in a new fantasy that I hadn't
considered she might have to pee, as well. However, this didn't seem
like foreplay or anything sexy—she was legitimately peeing herself
unintentionally. She actually couldn't hold it from the pressure of her
shit being forced out.
"Let go, baby," I told her. "The floor is tile. If you can't hold it, it's okay. If you have to pee, you can wet yourself."
"No, that's too much of a mess," she groaned, but the stream steadily
picked up. She was completely soaking not only the front of her panties
that halfway covered her, but my pants, as well. Despite the fact we
were literally messing around with a shit fetish, there was something
intimate and innocent about her peeing on me and herself in a genuine
accident.
I looked back at her ass again, her panties tented out slightly, and
reached around to pull her hand away from her. When I moved her hand,
she groaned and let go; a gush of hot piss squirted out as she pushed
again, forcing out the thick load. Alyssa had to lift her ass slightly
to allow more of it to come out. As her panties expanded out further, I
could see the long, dark turd through her sagging leg band. It came out
fairly firm, but was soft enough to mush up with the pressure of being
pressed against the fabric of her panties. I ground my ass against my
own mess, and combined with the stimulation of my own shit, her pooping
her panties, and the warm stream of pee from Aly, it was too much to
bear.
"Hang on," I grunted. I lifted my ass and slipped my pants down to my
thighs—I didn't care how much of a mess it made of the floor, I knew
what I wanted. I grabbed Alyssa's ass with both hands and squeezed hard,
spreading her cheeks apart. She gasped, but kept her ass lifted
slightly. I used my left hand to pull her panties to the side, revealing
her backside to me. The log had broken off, but left a few smears of
dark shit around her hole.
"Babe!" she cried out, surprised. The thick turd spilled out of her
panties and onto my lower abdomen, warm and sticky. I kept her panties
pulled aside with one hand while the other was still grabbing at her
ass, keeping her half spread. She clamped one hand over her tight hole
(despite the slight mess) and tried to keep her balance.
"I'm not done!" she protested. "I still have to go!" I noticed she pressed a little harder, her thighs tense.
"It's okay," I told her, "you already let a bunch out. You can hold it
now." I smirked at her, and she simultaneously looked at a loss for
words while also looking worried. I bucked up into her again and she
gasped. I slowly began to bounce her up and down on my cock, amazed by
how extremely wet she was. As I fucked her, keeping her ass spread, I
had the perfect view as another piece 'turtle-headed' out. She tightened
her muscles and fought against it.
"Fuck, fuck, that's good but I have to go really bad."
I slammed my full length into her and then pulled the whole way out
before slamming back in, then went back to bouncing her. The pleasure
was too much, and the piece protruded again. She reached back to try and
cover herself up, but I couldn't take the cat-and-mouse game anymore. I
was done teasing both her and myself.
"Shit on me, Aly," I groaned, picking up speed.
"Just like this?"
"Just like this."
"I don't know...convince me," she panted, trying to keep her voice steady with each thrust.
"I don't think you're in a position to bargain, baby," I snorted, "you're about to lose control so bad."
"That's not very convincing," she said, but as she spoke, her tight,
dirty hole stretched again as the turd began to inch out. One more time,
she fought to keep it in. "Oh fuck I have to go..."
"Do it, baby. You know you can't hold it any more. I did it, too. I
farted and couldn't even make it to the bathroom on time. Now you just
accidentally took a huge poop in your panties. You've already had an
accident twice, so you might as well finish taking a dump right now."
Alyssa cried out in pleasure and ground her hips against mine hard. She
leaned forward just a bit and rested one hand on my thigh, using the
other to spread the side I wasn't holding—but just a little. And then
and there, as I fucked her, she let go. I could barely control myself as
she pushed out another thick rope, longer than the first, but firm. It
fell onto my lower abdomen, just above my cock.
She mewled as she rocked her hips back and forth, surprising me with a
loud fart. Another push resulted in another fart, then another. A light
stream of piss dripped out of her and onto my cock since she was no
longer inhibiting herself, taking the opportunity to relieve herself
onto me fully. Aly lifted her ass slightly, intentionally allowing me a
better view. She barely had to push as a small turd fell onto my lap,
quickly followed by two more logs that poured out of her with ease.
Another log squeezed out and joined the pile of shit as she emptied
herself on top of me.
"Oh, fuck, baby," I groaned. She still didn't seem done, but I was
getting dangerously close to cumming. I bucked at her wildly as she
lowered herself again, allowing me to force my cock the whole way into
her and smearing the pile against her backside. She forced out a wet,
sputtering fart as I rubbed my cock against her. Aly steadied herself,
then, to my surprise, grunted and bore down. I slowed my thrusts to
watch as she released a torrent of soft, semisolid shit in a pile on my
lap with a wet, mushy, crackling. It was hot and sticky and soft, and
the feeling was incredible. She farted one more time and pushed out one
last squirt of soft shit before moaning with pleasure and relief.
"That feels so much better," she panted, digging her nails into my
thighs. "I'm sorry I couldn't hold it any more, I hadn't gone in two
days. I didn't mean to make a mess on you or in my panties," she feigned
innocence.
"Alyssa, this is so fucking hot" I moaned, unable to think of anything smart to say back to her.
"Make me cum, baby. Please," she was practically begging. "I'm so close
already. I've wanted this for a long time." That was all she needed to
say. I sat up and pulled her back with me, resting my back against our
bath tub. The position smeared Alyssa's mess over my lower stomach and
against her ass, but we both moaned in unison at the hot, dirty feeling.
I fucked her fast as hard, working her clit with one hand and gripping
her hips with the other.
"Oh fuck!" she squealed, her pussy tightening around my pulsating
erection. "Just like that, fuck! I'm cumming, fuck! I'm cumming, don't
stop, please don't stop."
"Come on dirty girl, squirt for me so I can fill you up with my cum.
We're both so fucking horny and filthy, squirt for me." My voice and
hands and thighs were all shaking, seconds away from cumming. In one
final, animalistic cry, Alyssa came and squirted hard, throwing her head
back and grinding herself the whole way down on my cock. The world went
white as I released my load inside of her. It took several seconds to
come down from the high, to make sense of anything. I'd never cum that
hard or that much in my life, having filled her with pump after pump of
my cum. Aly was leaned forward, resting her hands on my knees, hanging
her head in an attempt to catch her breath.
"Aly, how long have you wanted to do that?" I asked with a laugh, panting.
"Since we've met."
"You've always wanted it?"
"Yeah, since I was a teenager," Aly said, pulling herself off of my
softening cock and turning around to face me. We were both still out of
breath, flushed, and shaking. With the heat of the moment over, we were
looking at my sleep pants—completely caked with shit—and her mess all
over me, wondering how the hell we were going to clean up.
"You should've told me sooner, y'know. We could have been fucking like this all along."
"You would have thought I was crazy!" she laughed, straddling my lap and kissing me.
"I already think you're crazy," I teased. I kissed her jaw and she sighed, tired and happy. "You're crazy, but I love you."
"I love you too, but I think we're both crazy thinking we can possibly clean this mess up."