More stories and replys.

Upstate Dave- Yeah, labs just seem to stay little puppies, not that I mind. And the second shot wasn't too bad. The cold just seems not to bother me as much as the heat does.

Brandon T- Thank you. And is true, can make some of your best friends in some of the strangest places and ways. And as for the going out to feed the dog, or what ever before going to the bathroom. I have kinda learned from that. I don't go out when I have to BM.

Lou's survey thingie.
1. Do you sit or stand when you wipe your bottom?
I tend to squat, I will sit if I'm just getting up in the mornings or after a nap.

2. When you have a bowel movement, do you use wet wipes or moisten your toilet paper or just use dry toilet paper alone?
I use wet wipes. We keep a stock of them, and if we happen to no have any of them I will wet a bit of toilet paper.

3. How many times do you typically wipe after a shit?
Never really counted, but when I saw this I had to. Last time it was four.

4. Do you read, smoke, or talk on the phone while you shit?
I read, I keep a few books in my bathroom, I also play games or surf the net on my phone.

5. Do you often bathe just after a bowel movement?
Yeah, most of the time I will. All though I don't take baths that often, I tend to take showers.

6. How often, usually, do you move your bowels?
Most of the time, once a day, sometimes more, then some days I might go every other day.

Tim's Survey thingie.
1. How many times a day do u go for a pee?
some place between four and six times or so.

2. How long does it take you to pee?
Not to real long, maybe a minute at the most in the mornings.

3. Is your pee stream loud or quiet when hitting the water in the toilet?
In the mornings or when I have to really go, it can be pretty loud.

4. How many times a day do u go for a poo?
normally once.

5. How long do u take to poo?
Depends, the pooing part takes five to ten minutes. But I do tend to get side tracked reading or something like that.

6. Whats ur poo like solid, mushy or liquid?
solid, and mushy most of the time.

7. Do u fart when u poo?
Not a lot. There are times that I have, but I had gas all day that day.

8. Would u let someone of the same sex in the toilet with you?
Yes. I have. My girlfriend and I have shared a bathroom more than once.

9. Would u let someone of the opposite sex in the toilet with you?
I have, but it was my best gay friend.

And now for some more stories.

Ok, in my last post I told you all about how my friend surprised me and I was going to get her back, yeah this is that story. She had come over that afternoon to visit and for us to celebrate my birthday early. She ended up spending the night with me, so that night pizza was eaten, games where played and drinks drank.
Well it had gotten late and she feel asleep in my desk chair as we where watching tv. It was then that I got an idea, I wanted to see if sticking someone's hand in water would make them pee. I knew that I ran the risk of ending up with a wet desk chair, but that chair has survived it before it can once more.
So I slipped out of the room and to the kitchen, and filled a big glass with warm water and slipped back into my room and carefully dipped her hand in the water and waited. I thought that I would die trying not to burst out laughing as I waited, and waited and then after what felt like half the night passed it happened. I saw the wet spot on her jeans start growing, and it was then I couldn't hold it back. I busted out laughing and that work her up
The look that I got as I moved the glass and she figured out what happened was the best. "NOEL YOU LITTLE SNOT!" Was her words and with out warning she was out of the chair and holding me down and tickling. She didn't let up, I had tears running down my cheeks I was laughing so hard, and I knew that I was going to end up as wet as her. So I didn't fight it, I just let go and the sound of me wetting was drowned out by my laughing.
When she finally stopped, she rolled over and layed back on the bed, both of us breathing hard. "Gem, your back back is coming." Was all that I told her as we got up and went to shower and change clothes. The rest of the night was fun to, more gaming and stuff like that.

Seeing as I have talked about my upcoming birthday, I have a story from last year. This one happened on my 21st birthday. It wasn't a big party or anything, like most of my parties it was me and my friends. This time it was me, Gem, and Lil. We decided to get some liquor. We had dinner, and thankfully I didn't have to cook, I hate cooking. After dinner we all went out, and headed to the closest store that was still open. I didn't know what was good, seeing as I had never drank before. So my friend picked out a six pack, and seeing as it was my special day I got to go and check out, they paid.
After that we went back to Lil's house and started up a little bon fire in her fire pit and started drinking. It took me a little to get used to the taste but I soon started enjoying it. I was all ready starting to get tipsie after the the first one, and by the second one I was good. Now none of us was falling down or anything like that, but you could tell we had been drinking.
I remember standing up and starting to walk to the side of the house, and when I did Gem asked me where I was going. I told her I had to pee, and next thing I know she was following me, Lil came to. We all put our backs against the side of the house as we dropped trou and squatted down. Me being me, I decided to make it into a little contest. We all agrred that the the first to finish peeing had to buy the drinks next time, and the runner up had to cook, and then the last one didn't have to do anything.
I started counting down from three, at zero we all started about the same. My flow felt like a busting dam, Gem and Lil's sounded the same. It wasn't long and you could hear the sound of our sprays splashing the puddle that we made. Lil finished first, then me, meaning I had to cook. Gem was still going as me and Lil got up and started buckling our pants.
We herd a fart and after figuring out it was Gem, we started laughing. She apparently had to poo too, and from the sound of the farts and splatter it was mostly wet and runny. Next words out of her mouth was asking for toilet paper. I said something about a leaf, but I ended up going in and getting her some and bringing it out to her. The rest of the night was fun.

One last one, and a short one. The other day I was out with my family. We where out hitting the few tag sells that where going on. We stopped at the last one and I went to get out, and as I did I felt a bad cramp. I knew that we where going to go home before we went out to get something to eat so I didn't say anything. We looked around at the sell and didn't find anything all filed back into the car. The cramps where getting worse.
I told my mom, who was driving that I had to go and bad, so she started home, kinda speeding. I could feel it wanting to come out, my belly was grumbling and growling. I made the mistake of thinking that a little fart wouldn't hurt. When I did I felt a little spurt out, it wasn't bad enough to do major damage.
When we finally pulled into the drive, I shot out of the car and for the door. I fumbled with my keys trying to figure out witch one was the one I needed. The cramping getting worse, I was all most completely doubled over. I finally got the door open and inside, kicked off my shoes and started down the hallway. Now in the hall way, we just have a little carpet that you can get at the dollar store, I hate the thing. I went to turn the corner into the bathroom, undoing the buttons on my shirt, but before I could get it off or into the bathroom I slipped on the rug, and I scrambled to my feet, but it was too late then. I was starting to push the wet, load into my panties. I just plopped onto the pot and just kept going in my panties. I sat there going trying to figure out what I ate to give me the runs.
After what seemed like fore ever I finished, tossed my skirt and other non soiled clothes into the hamper and got into the shower so at least then the mess could get washed down the drain. Tossed my panties into my trash can and showered. I know that my mom knows what happened, and that I had on my favorite panties. She didn't say anything, cause she's awesome like that. She even got me another pair of panties.

That's all for tonight you guys.


Aftermath of a church picnic

On Saturday I went to a picnic for the members of my church. There was lots of fun and games and at the end there was a pie eating contest. I decided to enter just for fun not really expecting to win. Well, I did much better than I thought, ending up in second place. I had a dull stomachache from eating too much and went home a bit later. The next afternoon, a few hours after church I was letting off some nasty farts and I knew a big poop was in my future. I went to the bathroom and unleashed my wrath on the poor toilet. When I was done, I had filled the toilet with poops of all sizes and colors. I wasn't even sure it would flush, but it did with little problem.

Oh, and the survey answers for Lou:

1. Do you sit or stand when you wipe your bottom?

I stand up to wipe when I've had a poop, and I stayed seated to wipe after a pee.

2. When you have a bowel movement, do you use wet wipes or moisten your toilet paper or just use dry toilet paper alone?

I find that toilet paper works fine, I don't have very messy poops.

3. How many times do you typically wipe after a shit?

Just two or three passes is sufficient for me to feel clean.

4. Do you read, smoke, or talk on the phone while you shit?

I don't smoke period, my poops don't take long enough for me to read, and I wouldn't want to talk to someone while I was having a poop.

5. Do you often bathe just after a bowel movement?

Only if I need to have a poop early in the morning. Then I don't bother to wipe since I'm showering anyway.

6. How often, usually, do you move your bowels?

Not quite every day, but between four and six times a week. If I don't have a poop one day, then I do for sure the next.

Eileen H

Survey Response

Sorry, no story this time readers. Just some responses to various surveys I've seen.

1. Do you sit or stand when you wipe your bottom?

2. When you have a bowel movement, do you use wet wipes or moisten your toilet paper or just use dry toilet paper alone?
Regular, dry TP always does the job fine. If it's dry it can sometimes be a little unpleasant but I find it
much more effective than wet wipes.

3. How many times do you typically wipe after a shit?
Anywhere from 3 to 6

4. Do you read, smoke, or talk on the phone while you shit?
I sometimes read for big jobs. I don't smoke at all. I don't talk on the phone. It's weird for both parties involved especially if you get found out.

5. Do you often bathe just after a bowel movement?
No, unless I happen to go right before my scheduled shower. A few times I felt really messy back there so instead of wasting a bunch of paper I hopped in the shower.

6. How often, usually, do you move your bowels?
3 times a day: morning, afternoon, bedtime.

1. How many times a day do u go for a pee?
7 to 9

2. How long does it take you to pee?
Including wiping: 30 seconds to 1 minute. It all depends how long I've been holding it.

3. Is your pee stream loud or quiet when hitting the water in the toilet?
It's hard to tell. I can hear it but I'm not always sure if others can.

4. How many times a day do u go for a poo?
Already answered.

5. How long do u take to poo?
If I've been holding it awhile, only a minute or 2. But, normal poops are about 5 to 10 minutes.

6. Whats ur poo like solid, mushy or liquid?
Usually solid.

7. Do u fart when u poo?

8. Would u let someone of the same sex in the toilet with you?
Like a buddy dump? No.

9. Would u let someone of the opposite sex in the toilet with you?
Same as above. If these mean the person is just in the bathroom with me and can see me, it depends on who. I'd be more comfortable with a female than a male, but someone like my husband I'd be fine.

Car Mom
Hi everybody!

Well its been a couple days now since I had that fight with Laura (see my previous post) and I'm still pretty upset at her but today was a pretty good day. Lori was over and so the three girls (her two and Kaylee) went out to the car so they could take turns peeing in the console again. It was very similar to the last time they did that so I won't get into that tonight. But I will tell you about what Lori did. After the girls went out to the car Lori told me that she had to pee too. And so I asked her if she wanted to pee in the car or somewhere else. She said "well somewhere else if you don't mind me peeing somewhere else." I said "well you haven't peed on any of the living room stuff yet have you?" She giggled and said "no I haven't actually. Just the girls have. I've only peed in your car." I smiled and said "well if you'd like you can pee on something in the living room. Like the couch or the chair." She looked at the chair and said "oh wow you pee there too!" I said "yeah and Lori, I'd be honored if you did too." Then remembering how Laura acted the other day I said to her "Lori you can pee WHEREVER you want." She smiled. "Ok" she said. "The chair would be good." I smiled and said "ok then. Go ahead and pee in the chair then." She said "ok" and then she started to get ready. She pulled down her pants and then she sat down in the chair. But then after that she smiled awkwardly and she said "you know what Megan, I think I'm gonna go a lot actually." I said "that's ok. You can." She said "are you sure? Its all gonna go in your chair." I said "no its ok. Go ahead and go. It can all go in the chair. Its ok." She said "are you sure?" and I said "yeah I'm positive. Go ahead." She smiled and said "ok." Then she said "thank you so much for letting me do this Megan." I said "well thank you for doing it Lori. That chair is actually due for a good soak." Lori smiled and she said "well its gonna get one that's for sure. I actually haven't gone since early this morning so I'm sure I'm gonna go a lot." Then she said "I'm gonna go ahead and go now." She then started to let herself relax. As soon as she did her pee began to come. Lori began to pee right into the cushion of my chair. She let out a sigh. Then she smiled and said "I'm going." I said "good I'm glad." Lori giggled. "You're glad I'm peeing into your chair cushion?" I said "yeah." Lori giggled again. "You're so weird Megan. But I'm glad." I giggled too. "Yeah I bet you are." She said "yeah you can see that I'm taking full advantage of it right now. I don't mind telling you this feels really good right now." I smiled. "Good" I said. Lori continued to have her pee. Her pee made a hissing sound as it went into the material of the cushion. As Lori peed she also let a bubbly little fart into the cushion. As soon as she farted she giggled and then she said "excuse me. Sorry about that." I said "no no its ok. You can fart. Its all part of it." Lori giggled again and said "they're pretty bad though." And she was actually right. But it was ok. I didn't mind it one bit. Lori kept peeing. Then after a few more seconds I said "hey Lori?" She said "hmm?" I then said "if you want to you can also pee a little right here on the armrest." She said "oh ok" and then she stopped her flow for a moment and she moved herself up onto the armrest, the one to her right. She kicked her pants all the way off and sat on it like a horse. Then she said "like this?" I said "yeah now go ahead and pee into it." She said "ok" and then she went back to her peeing. This time it hissed into the armrest. As Lori peed some of it absorbed its way into the armrest and some of it ran down the sides and went onto the cushion on one side and the floor on the other side. Then a few seconds later Lori spoke up. "Hey Megan?" I said "hmm?" and then she said "do you think it would be ok if I peed a little into your magazine thingy here?" I said "oh you mean the magazine rack? Um yeah." Then she said "are you sure?" I said "yeah yeah go ahead." She smiled and said "cool thank you Megan" and then she got up and moved over to the magazine rack which was right next to the chair. She straddled herself above it and then she squatted herself down over it and then after that she began to pee again. This time her flow of pee went right into the magazine rack. It splattered against the wooden rack and splashed against the magazines and paper stuff that was in it. Eventually she began to move herself around a little so her pee would spray things more. Soon the magazines were completely soaked and also pee was starting to get on the carpet, which I used to try to stop but now I didn't care anymore. Lori kept peeing. As she peed she also let another bubbly fart. It made a louder noise since she was now in a squatting position. She also said "excuse me" again out of habit, and I thought it was funny considering she was spraying pee everywhere and a fart seemed like nothing compared to the mess she was making. It was actually cute to watch her. Here she was, a 38 year old woman, squatted over my magazine rack and showering it with her pee like she was a teenager. It was so cute! That's when I decided to do something I've never done before. As I watched Lori continue to have her pee I quickly pulled down my pants and took them off and then I walked up to where she was and I squatted down right in front of her. Then I began to pee. I just began to pee right there with her. She giggled when she saw what I was doing. I peed just like she was and I let it all go onto the magazine rack and the floor. I also managed to spray the side of the chair a little. Then a few seconds later Lori was done with her pee and then so was I. By that time everything that we had peed on was drenched and the whole room was smelling like pee and Lori's farts. I definitely felt really really close to her after that! Well that's what I did today! And I'm glad I did it! It actually cheered me up and took my mind off Laura! I still miss her though. But I'm so glad that I'm now a lot closer to Lori!

See ya!
Car Mom :)

The Listening Ear

Part 11

After getting married, we didn't stay in the flat for very long, but purchased a suburban semi in the Home Counties. (I gather that in America a semi is a truck, but I can assure you that in Britain it's a house!) My wife had a friend, L, who started visiting us for long weekends, and continued to do so for the next 28 years. So as you can imagine, the Listening Ear became quite familiar with her toilet habits!

When she was young, L's pee was an alternating sequence of hissing and trickling, changing over every 3 seconds or so. As she got older, the hissing subsided, leaving just a trickle. Her war against constipation was exactly as described by Jessica on page 2047. For the first few years, I was puzzled by the apparent lack of #2 activity, but once she had told us about her problem, I understood. There was just the one morning, when she was up and in the bathroom while we were still in bed - my wife fast asleep and me straining my ears. There was a lot of grunting followed by a single splosh. She didn't even flush until after she had bathed, presumably in the hope that she might be able to squeeze some more out before leaving the bathroom.

But once she had been to the doctor and got herself sorted out with supplements, she was a changed woman. She brought her special bran-based breakfast cereal with her on every visit, and became a twice-a-day girl, once after breakfast and once when we got back from wherever we had been for the day, usually between 4 and 6pm. She would always pee first, often accompanied by a juicy bass fart. Then immediately there would be two or three very heavy plops, and that would be it. It all sounded remarkably easy, considering what she had been through in the past.

I only once saw one of L's productions. It was my wife who found it, and summoned me to look. A log I'd say about 9" x 2.2" was just too thick and stiff to go round the bend. Possibly she hadn't noticed it hadn't flushed, but I think it's more likely she simply didn't know what to do with it, and left it for us to deal with. After all, you can't really go into someone else's kitchen, borrow someone else's knife and start cutting up your turds, can you?

Only twice she deviated from that pattern. Once he had a bout of almost-diarrhea as soon as she arrived on the Friday evening. After that her times were normal, but gradually firming-up throughout the weekend until she was back to normal by Monday morning. The other occasion was quite spectacular. I don't know what had gone wrong, but she was in real trouble. Her grunts turned to whimpers, and became so loud that she was virtually crying out in pain. I heard it twice that weekend (I'm glad it was me and not my wife!). The second time she was dribbling pee as she was straining.
HU' . . . dribble-dribble-dribble-UUUUH! HU' . . . dribble-dribble-dribble-UUUUH! HU' . . . dribble-dribble-dribble-UUUUH! HU' . . . dribble-dribble-SPLOSH-uhhh!
HU' . . . . . . . dribble-UUUUH! HU' . . . . . dribble-dribble-UUUUH! HU' . . . . . . dribble-SPLATT-uhhh!
HU' . . . . . . . . . UUUUH! HU' . . . . . . . . . dribble-UUH-HU' . . . . . . dribble-dribble-UUH!-HU' dribble-KERSPLONK!-uhhh! uhhh! hhhhh!
After that she finished off with some more relaxed peeing. Obviously I was sympathetic to her suffering, but I couldn't help being very excited as well!

But those occasions were later, after we had moved house again. In our first house, the stairs rose directly out of the living room, and the bathroom was quite close to the top of the stairs. On one occasion, after we returned from our day's wanderings L went straight upstairs to the bathroom, sat down and blasted off with a mighty BVOOMPH! FRRAAAAAP!! My wife was not amused. Before I could hear any more, she hustled me into the kitchen out of earshot, saying she wished our bathroom wasn't quite so explicit about what was going on inside.

Speaking of which, one of her new (female) work colleagues intimated that she had once thought of buying a house in our road, but had been put off the idea because a female member of the household had gone upstairs to the bathroom and peed noisily while she was looking around. She said she couldn't bear the thought of being heard like that if it was her house. That was when my wife said (to me, not to her) that there is absolutely no need for that, because you can 'be clever'.


Jaded Jarrod

Who influences you? Survey

Name: Jaded Jarrod; Age: 12; Sex: Male
1. Who and under what circumstances were you give the best advice on using public bathrooms?
The biggest advice I got was when I started middle school two years ago. No doors on the stalls. Cold and dirty seats. Guys hassled at the urinals by older students. My dad helped me through it.
2. Do you worry about doing things different than others?
Definitely not. After my friend Ethan was pranked (I wrote about this--he sat on a glued toilet seat) some of us started to line the toilet seat with TP before sitting on it. With no doors on the stalls, that sure makes you stand out.
3. What do you remember about being taught in daycare or kindergarten?
Do like dad and not like sis, lift the seat before you piss. I was also taught not to drop my drawers all the way to the floor when crapping because so many of the toilets were doorless. And in recent years, I've learned not to talk about going to the bathroom or body functions with girls.

Shane (female)

Visiting the School Nurse Part 1

What's up guys, it's Shane. I'm going to try to post here a lot more often. Ok, so I have an interesting story that happened to me earlier this year when I was in 8th grade. This one isn't about me, it's about a kid I go to school with.

I woke up one morning with a really bad headache, but my mom made me go to school anyway. I tried to make it through the day but in gym class (which I had 3rd hour) I started feeling light headed and asked if I could go to the school nurse, Mrs. Clark. My gym teacher let me go so I did. When I got to her office I saw that she was busy with another student so I sat in a chair and waited. I noticed that the other student was a boy in my grade who I never talk to named Brice. He was telling Mrs. Clark that he had a really bad stomach ache and needed to lay down. I saw Mrs. Clark get close to him and whisper, "Do you need to use the bathroom?" He said, "No, I don't think so." Mrs. Clark is one of those people who like to do things more naturally instead of using tools or medication. "Come here and let me feel your ????," she said. She gently lifted up his shirt and carefully rubbed his ????. I could see Brice's face twist up in pain. "Sweetie, it's rock-hard," Mrs. Clark said. "Go lay down on that cot over there and I'll be back in a moment." She led him to a room with a cot that was sitting right next to the bathroom door. She looked at me and said, "Sorry about that, now what can I do for you?" I explained what was wrong and she let me lay down on a cot too and put a trash can beside me just in case. The cot I was on was right across from the room Brice was in. I had a perfect side view of him. Mrs. Clark went in and pulled up a chair next to his cot. She leaned in and asked him, "Honey, when was the last time you went Number 2?" Brice thought about it for a second and said, "I think it was 7 or 8 days ago." I could see and hear everything, and Mrs. Clark looked shocked. "Oh dear, that's not good," she said. "Would you like to go to the toilet and try for a bit?" Brice looked helpless and said, "It won't do any good, I've been trying all week. I think I need some help." Mrs. Clark left the room to get something from her desk. She looked over at me while I pretended to be asleep. I didn't even care about my headache anymore, I just cared about watching Brice. The nurse made sure I was doing ok and headed back to Brice with a warm towel, a bottle of Vaseline, and some rubber gloves.

I really hate to do this, but I'm out of time. TO BE CONTINUED




Today I was out with my friend called Olivia (blone,pretty,slim,sexy!) yeah so we were out and we'd just been to taco bel, and we were walking around the mall then Olivia said "I need to go to the bathroom!" and I said " Can you just hold on a little longer?" she paused then nodded, so then I could feel a small gurgle in my stomach, no proplem! But Olivia was holding her stomach and shivering slightly, then she let out a monster wet juicy messy fart, Then let out about 13 ( I counted!?) then I had the same fart, it smelt horrible like out of date fish rotting away, so we ran to the toilets cluching our stomachs, guess what? ALL THE STALS WERE FULL! I could hear other women having major squits, after 10 minuites I whispered to Olivia "I've sh!t myself!" then she nodded and said "same!" so we just left the bathroom and got into my car, we kept farting with juicy farts to the side and letting it fill our panties smelt bad but was funny a sh!t!


In a book

One year when I was 5.My parents subscribed a set of books for me and my brother.I don't remember the series.But we only got two books.Ok,here it goes me and my parents where looking at it together.the name of the book was YOU ARE ALRIGHT.The series was based on information about self esteam.Well on one page it showed a boy on the toilet.But that was in there to add humor to it.Everytime we had guest I would show it to them.My dad put that book up.and unsubscibe the others.We moved twice afterword and when I was around nine after moving the second time I found that book and did it again.And added words to the page.We made it said like the boy said he can't stop pooping!

Wild One

Innovative car toilet

I have always loved to pee and poo unusual, naughty and forbidden places and one day I did something special. Our neighbour have a few old and trashy cars (undriveable, rusty and useless junks) in her yard so I decide to change one of those to serve under my perfect ass - create my own personal "cartoilet".

Everyone know that there have always some risk when you do something like that. Even those kind of a cars are totally useless there have a good change that if you get caught the neighbour thinks you are either totally lunatic, nasty pervert or dirty intruder or everything that and lots of more and the normal relationship changes a "little bit problematic" so for pure safety reasons I decided to do my "poojob" early in the morning. It was clear and beautiful summer night when I put my plan into action. I was a little bit nervous when I sneak out on her yard and quitly move in to the car which I selected. The door was a bit stuck so I have to use force. There was lots of trash paper in there like car own papers, old newspapers, commercials etc etc. For that I get the idea for using those to wipe my ass even I have off course the real toilet paper with me. I collect some of the cleanest papers, go to the backseat, drop my pants and sit on the seat to wait (I put newspaper under my bare ass because the backseat was so dirty and ugly for ready without any poo or pee. When I was waiting there, I totally relaxed and feel there was a big one coming (because I ate a lot and spare the final product few days for this special event) and I have to admit that I was a bit turn on the feeling what that situation gave to me. I rub my bare ass against the newspaper and that gave me wonderful feeling. I enjoy even more when my first big one started coming out my ass and stretched my hole. Naturally, the pee started coming sametime and I sprayed my personal urine fluids on the front seat back and on the floor. I take my "asspaper" off and the first semisoft brown bar log landed on to the seat and made a bit mess. After that I feel there was more goodies coming so I push and take extra logs in my pile.

When I finally feel that my butt was empty I look my creation. There was 4-5 semisoft logs about 5-8 inchs in one pile and sure it stinks a little bit but not much. The backseat which colour was been dirty red was now officially shitty dirty sticky-brown. I used those clean car papers and normal toilet paper to wipe my ass and rubbed those used papers all over the interior so it was a good mess. After I quitly leave my toilet I feel very relaxed satisfying and good and off cource, A bit naughty too.

That was a good one.

There were a few posts about uni halls so thought I'd add my own!

When I stayed in uni halls we were in an all-male hall. The halls were old, so bathrooms were communal, we shared 2 cubicles with 6 others. They were located in between most of the newer halls and the centre of the campus. One night I got up to use the bathroom at about midnight and heard a banging on the front door to the hall and I heard someone yelling "HELP! I need the toilet! Pleeeease!". I went over and there was a girl who looked a bit drunk, wearing jeans and a top. I opened the door and she said "Pleeease, I live in (halls a long way away) and I was in the union and I'm bursting for the loo, pleeeease can I use your halls?". I pointed where they were and she ran off towards them, hand between her legs, groaning. Since I was going to the bathroom I followed. She took one cubicle and I went in the other. She was breathlessly whispering "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" then I heard her plonking herself down on the loo and sighing deeply as the floodgates opened. She must have been going for well over a minute. I saw her again in the hallway, she was really grateful for being let in. She had been at the union and wanted the loo a couple of times but the queues were too long, so she thought she'd go at home, but the walking made her need to go more!

Most people in halls were kicked out over the holiday period as the university sub-let the rooms to tourists etc but not even tourists could be conned into renting our halls so we were allowed to stay. One holiday most people were away but I stayed a few days longer, as did the girlfriend of one of the other guys (she lived in a new hall and stored her stuff in his room over the holiday period). She was a nice girl, Nicole, with long brown hair. So there was just me and her in the halls, I was talking to her in the kitchen when her phone rang, so I popped into my room which was next door. I could hear her chatting to one of her friends, it went on for about half an hour. After a while I heard her say "listen, can I call you back? I've really got to go to the loo". When I heard this I got up and went towards the bathrooms, as I passed I could hear her finishing the conversation. I went into one of the cubicles and sure enough a short while later I heard her come in and take the other one. She pulled her tights and knickers down and did a wee. Then there was a crackling sound, and she pushed out two poos, wiped and left. When I walked back she was in thekitchen on the phone again!

Got a couple of other stories I'll add another time.


Car Mom
Well I had a very interesting couple days. I'm actually still getting my thoughts together on the whole thing! Ok so it started out pretty good but then it turned out horrible. I'm still really upset about it actually. But the first part was actually really good though so I will try to do my best to tell it like I usually tell my stories, but it might not sound as good cause I'm still pretty upset about it. It has to do with Laura and its actually really hard to type her name right now without crying. But like I said I will do my best.

Yesterday Laura called me and I hadn't seen her in such a long time cause she had a cold the past couple weeks and so did Madison her daughter. But yesterday she called me and I was so happy to hear from her! Then came the best part. She said that she had been thinking and she decided that it would be ok if I came over to her house and we had a pee together in her couch. I was so surprised! I said "won't your husband be mad if he finds out about it?" She said "we can do it under the cushions, he'll never know. We can do it now before he gets home from work. He won't be home till way later." And so I said "yeah let's do it then." I have to admit I was actually excited about it. And so I went over to Laura's house. Kaylee and Madison were at another one of their friend's house by the way so they weren't there. Laura actually said that it would probably be better if they didn't know about it so that way they wouldn't want to do it too. I can understand that, but now that I've thought about it, its kind of funny how Laura expected me to be so discreet about it when she did it so openly at MY house! Its also funny that we had to do it UNDER her cushions but at my house and on my couch we got to do it right on TOP of the cushions! Anyway so I got to her house and so we got ready to have our pees in her couch. We went over to her living room and she took off the cushions and then we pulled down our pants and sat down together. I was to her right and she was to my left. I said "wow I can't believe we're gonna do this" and she smiled and said "yeah." Then she giggled. Then we began to pee. It felt good to be peeing into something that belonged to someone else besides me. I can see why its so much fun for my friends to pee into my stuff. We both continued to pee into Laura's couch. As she peed Laura kept looking around the room. Then she smiled and said "I can't believe we're peeing in MY living room and into MY couch." I said "yeah." Then after a few more seconds we were finished. Of course Laura let a couple little farts as she finished up. Then after we were done with our pees we sat there together for a while.

That's when I told Laura about Lori and her two girls peeing in my car the other day, the girls in the console and Lori in the front seat. When I told Laura about the front seat, she didn't take it the way I thought she would. She said "you mean Lori peed in your front seat?" I said "yeah, and so now its a pee seat. And now you can pee there too, but only once in a while." Laura said "so you let her pee there." I said "yeah is that ok?" She said "yeah I just figured I would be the first one to pee in your front seat that's all." I said "oh I'm sorry. I didn't know. You can pee in it next time though." She then said "that's supposed to make it better?" I said "I'm sorry Laura. I didn't know it meant that much to you." She said "well why wouldn't it mean that much to me? Peeing with you means a LOT to me Megan." Then she said "I thought what we did was something special." I said "well its definitely a fun thing to do." Then she said "well I thought it was something special that we did. I thought you were my best friend and that it was something special that you and I did." I said "well you are my best friend Laura. But Lori is my friend too. Sometimes I want to do things with her too." She said "so you just had all kinds of fun with her then? Here I thought it was something special!" I said "well it is. But its also something I do with my other friends too. You knew that. And yeah I do have fun doing it with them." That's when Laura got up from the couch and she said "f*** you Megan!" I couldn't believe she said that! I tried to remain calm. "I can't believe you said that Laura." She said "well I did! And I MEANT it! I thought I was your BEST friend!" I said "well you are. But I have other friends too. Is that ok?" She said "no its NOT ok!" I said "well Laura whether its ok with you or not, I do have other friends. And my other friends pee too just like you do. And they like to have fun with it just like you do." She just said "f*** you Megan! Here I go and let you come over here and I let you pee in my couch and get your pee IN my couch and YOU go and let people like Lori come over and pee in the places that I'M supposed to pee in! Like the FRONT SEAT! You wouldn't even let ME pee in that seat! But you let HER pee in that seat didn't you! You wouldn't let ME but you let HER! I can't believe you would DO that to me Megan! And you say you want to have FUN with other people? F*** you! I'm the one who MADE peeing a fun thing for you! I'm the one who GOT you to pee in your car the first time! I can't believe you would DO that to me Megan!" I said "what do you mean DO that to you? I can't believe you Laura! You know, it isn't all about YOU Laura! I can have other friends too! And I can allow whoever I want to pee in my car and in my stuff! Its just peeing! I've been letting Kaylee and her friends pee in my car WAY before I ever knew who YOU were Laura! And I've been thinking about peeing in my car myself WAY before I met YOU! So it isn't all about YOU Laura!" By that time we were both standing up and our pants were back up and we were both crying. I was so mad at her. She said "well you can just have all kinds of fun with it then Megan! You can have all your friends over and you can all have a good time peeing in your car and wherever the hell else and you can have all the fun you want!" Then she said "you suck Megan!" I said "well you suck too Laura!" Then I said something I probably shouldn't have said. "I have LOTS of friends! Not like YOU Laura!" She started to cry more and then she said "oh so now you're saying I don't HAVE any friends!" I said "Yeah I AM!" She said "well f*** you Megan!" I said "f*** you too Laura!" Then I stormed out of her house and I drove home. So now its a day later. And I'm still pretty upset. Apparently Laura put a lot more into us peeing together than I thought. Not that I didn't enjoy it. We had some good moments when we peed together. I felt so close to her when she was sitting there with me relieving herself right there next to me and letting farts right there next to me. But she's so self centered! She needs to realize that its not all about her! I'm really upset about it though. I don't know if I'll ever pee with her again and that really upsets me. I'll be ok though! It'll take time but I'll be ok!

See ya!
Car Mom

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