Found a nother cup to go to the bathroom inHi everybody, hope all is well with everyone. I was at the local discount store and was browsing around, I found a new cup for me to use at night if I have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. It's a large cup with a handle and a lid, more or less a coffee mug, but I won't be using it to put my my morning java in it. It was cheap and only a dollar, so what. Anyways I got a chance to use it last night, I had to pee and didn't feel like staggering to the toilet to pee, so I used my new cup to pee in. I removed the lid and pulled out the woody and peed into it. Fulling the cup almost to the top, I walked to the bathroom and dump it into the toilet and rinsed it out in the sink then went back to bed.
Brierley: I guess you're in a moment of weakness I guess. Hopefully you can keep up the NYR. Keep us posted if anything.
Shortie: Nice post about pooping at 3A while pregnant at the hospital visiting a friend there.
Well go to go and use the bathroom, I need to take a dump make this round 2, I'll need a toilet for this since it would be a big one, so I won't be using the cup.
Using the loo at Ellie'sHi everyone, a quick post from me with my latest story.
Emma F- glad you've been enjoying my posts and great story about your poo on the plane!
Jasmin K- hope you aren't too constipated still after Christmas and that your toilet visits at school keep working out OK. I know all to well it can be a pain to have a poo when you're at school especially if you're constipated but its better than keeping it in. Are your school loos fairly nice and clean or is using them a pretty horrible experiance? Also, do you find first thing in the morning or during lunch break the best time to go on the toilet? If I need a poo I usually go at lunchtime, the toilets are quite busy then but at least a lot of other girls seem to go for a poo at lunch so I'm hardly ever the only one opening my bowels. The other good thing about using the loo when its busy is that what with doors banging, toilets flushing and hand driers going on and off it covers up any noises I make if I'm having to strain and push hard to get my poo out, which is quite often the case.
Anyway, back to my story from a couple of days ago. I was due to go round Ellie's house after school so I met up with her and her sister Beth after school. I'd been wanting a poo since part way through the afternoon and was looking forward to being able to go to the toilet round Ellie's, the last couple of times I've been for a poo I haven't had to strain quite so much so I didn't feel too embarased about the thought of using Ellie's ensuite bathroom with the other two there as well. As we were walking back Beth said "I'm dying for a poo, I've been holding it since just after break, I never got time to use the toilet at lunch" and Ellie said "Yeah, I know what you mean, I think I need a poo as well but I'm so desperate for a wee I'm not sure!"
"Oh god, I need to go too," I said as we walked along. By the time we got to Ellie's house Beth was squirming. "I think you'd better go first" said Ellie and Beth said "Thanks, it's poking out of my bum and almost touching my knickers!" and we both said "Woah, too much information!" and giggled. Once we got upstairs to Ellie's room Beth quickly took off her skirt and tights and left them on her bed, she dashed into the bathroom holding her bum and quickly dropped her green knickers to her knees before sitting heavily on the toilet. She gave a sigh and said "That was close," a few seconds later there was a loud plop as her first poo dropped. "Are you done?" asked Ellie as she was taking off her skirt. "No, sorry, I need to do some more," panted Beth, I could tell she was pushing now and just then I heard her starting to have a wee. As she was weeing she looked at her knickers and said "Oh great, I've got my knickers dirty, I'll have to find some clean ones in a minute" and she pulled them off completely and dropped them on the bathroom floor, I could see that there was a big skidmark in them. A minute or so after Beth had finished her wee I heard a fart followed by another plop. At that moment Ellie came into the bathroom wearing just her white bra and pink flowery knickers, she said "Hurry up or I'm going to wet my pants!" so Beth stood up and shifted over, she said "Just as well I've finished!" As Ellie pulled down her pants and sat on the toilet Beth took some toilet paper and started to wipe her bottom standing up. I heard a fierce stream splashing into the bowl as Ellie started to wee, sighing and moaning as she did so. She farted a few times and said "Actually I think I just needed to fart, I don't think I need a poo yet" so when she'd finished her wee she took some loo roll and wiped. "Do you want a poo Abbie? she asked, I nodded as I took my skirt and tights off so she flushed the toilet and then pulled up her pants. I pulled my pink, yellow and orange stripy pants down and sat, I had a quick wee before starting to push. Luckily my poo was coming out quite fast for a change and I wasn't having to push too hard. Beth had now gone back into the bedroom, I saw her open her underwear drawer, take out a pair of white pants and put them on. Ellie went back into the bedroom to put her clothes on, as she turned away from me I noticed her pants were really tight and were giving her a wedgie. Just then my poo dropped with a loud plop and I sighed, I could feel there was still a bit more to come so I stayed sitting. I heard Beth say "Hey, you're wearing my knickers Ellie!" and Ellie replied "That explains why they're a bit tight, I've got some like this so I thought they were mine." She went over to her underwear drawer and took off the pants she was wearing, swopping them for a yellow pair which did look a more comfortable fit. By now I'd pushed out another couple of poos and was starting to wipe my bottom. When I was done I flushed, pulled up my pants and washed my hands before going back into Ellie's room to put some leggings and a tee-shirt on. Hope you enjoyed this story, will post again soon, bye for now!
welcome caitlin and a few Q's for yaFirst off would you be willing to share some accounts of when you did pee in a car especially your first time you did it? Also do you have a boyfriend and what does he think about the whole ordeal? Since most guys usually prefer to take girls out in their own cars I was curious if you have ever had a guy humor you on the pee topic?? Side note to that you could always use the excuse that after "fooling around" a girl is suppose to pee to hopefully help prevent bladder infections(wife use to get them a lot so I know) and if yall where parked and you couldn't get out might make for a good excuse to at least go a little.
Also have you ever considered trying to pee on public transportation such as a bus or subway depending on the size of the city you are in?
Also have you ever tried peeing in any places other than a car or toilet such as elevators or dressing rooms at department stores and if so care to share any stories?
Thanks for putting up with my questions and have a warm welcome to the site.
Lots of huge dumps yesterdayAlright, so just as I promised, I arranged another eating contest with my friend. Two days ago we had the contest and as expected, I lost again. I decided to try various dishes this time rather than go crazy with just one, and I'm not sure exactly how much either of us actually ate, but let's just say we both left that restaurant feeling very very full. We went back to my place after and pretty much lapsed straight into a food coma.
Though I have seen my friend taking a dump before, I was really eager to see the outcome of all that food she had eaten. The next morning, I woke up first and went to pee and then started a shower. A few minutes later, my friend came in to the bathroom and we exchanged good mornings. She sat down on the toilet and remarked that she had to go quite bad and it might stink a lot. I told her it was okay, that my shit stinks too, and to just go. She farted a bunch of times and peed some then started to shit. I heard several big logs splash into the toilet. She went on another farting spree, then a couple more big splashes and a long hissing pee. She wiped a few times and closed the toilet lid and left the bathroom.
When I was done with my shower, I went over to the toilet, lifted the lid and saw her shit. I could see seven logs and they were each about an inch around and several inches long. Judging by my experience after the last competition, I surmised that this was only round one, and she'd have to go more later, though she had deposited quite a sizable load already.
Later that day, we were out shopping and I felt my bowels kicking in to action. I told my friend and she said she had to go again as well. We went to the bathrooms and went in a single occupant bathroom together. My friend told me to go first as she could hold it for a bit. I sat on the toilet and began to shit. I passed a long log easily a foot and a half long and then another one probably over two feet long. They came out easily and nice and slow, producing a wonderful feeling. I wiped and stood up to let her see and then flushed. I remarked that these huge shits after our eating contests were absolutely euphoric, and she agreed. She sat down and soon was pushing out a big log of her own. I didn't hear much noise, but after a few minutes she announced she had finished. After wiping, she returned the favor and let me see hers. She had deposited a really long log, much like the one I passed after the previous contest. It too curled around the entire bowl, though it didn't quite make it two times around. She flushed the toilet and it went down okay.
In the evening, after my friend had returned to her house, I had to go again. Off I went and passed three nearly identical logs, an inch and half or so around and eight inches long. They required two flushes to go down, plus another for my paper.
Then today when I talked to my friend she told me she had a third shit that night at her house. She said her last shit consisted of many smaller turds and was a three flusher.
Re: Am I Normal?To the anonymous poster who asked "Am I Normal?" I'm not a psychologist, but of course you are! What our family does in the bathroom and what strangers do in the bathroom is viewed differently. I guess it's because we know our family, we love them, we know their "ins and outs" (no pun intended!) - and we don't with strangers. Not only that -- you mentioned that you have two YOUNGER brothers - and they don't quite know what kids your age do! They're more careless with their aim, I guess. I guess the point I'm trying to make is that when it's family, you're at home, and with a cleaner bathroom - you don't think about it like you would at school. Hope that helps! :)
Another memoryAnother Post Title (optional)Hey all.
First off I have really enjoyed the stories posted here the last few days.
Really enjoyed David and Anne's story, you are both very lucky that you can share moments such as the one you described together.
My partner lets me watch her pee and change her tampons but pooing is off limits.
Really enjoyed Francesca's story also.
Let us know how you get on holding your pee in the next time you try.
KC Guys story was really good also.
I'm sure thats a day he will never forget!
Anyway on to my story.
Its another old one.
I was around 8 at the time and my dad was instaling an outside toilet in a shed behind our house that he had converted into a place for him and a few of his friends to just hang out.
It had a TV, a pool table and a small bar.
When he was putting in the new toilet he had to bring a pipe from the shed to the manhole in the yard.
while he was connecting up the pipe he had the lid removed from the manhole for a few days.
I would be out playing with my friends and the urge would hit me so I would go in to use the toilet in the house.
My friends were waiting outside for me and they decided to go down to the open manhole and wate to see my poo pass through on the way to the sewer.
I remember them commenting on the size of my load at the time.
I had forgotten about this story until my older brother reminded me of it the other day so I said I would share it with everyone here.
I shit myself in school today :( I'm used to pooping in school as I do it there sometimes, but today I was caught short and just as I entered the closest toilet block to the classroom I came from just before the bell rang it all came out in to my panties :(
so today, i decided to hold my pee as long as i could, but when it all came out, my lower back started to hurt a LOT. it got a bit better after i pooped, but it still hurts on my left side. does anybody know what this means?
comments and stuffTo: Brierly as always another great story it sounds like you had a really rough day and you made the right choice to use the toilet because of your description and at least you got over it quickly and didnt have to suffer with it and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Jacquline as always another great story and it sounds like you and that other girl both relly had to and it sounds like you both stunk up the bathroom her especialy and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Shortie as always another great story and great poop by poop coverage and it sounds like your friend Laura really helped you out shes a true friend to you and you guys probaly became closer to and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Kaitlin first welcome to the site and great stories about you and you freind Jenny both pooping yourselves and seeing that other girl later on poop herself after you did again and great story about you and your friend Jess pooping yourselves and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: KC Guy welcome to the site and great story about your freind Leslie pooping herself in your car that had to be beyond embarrassing but you handled it with a good attitude and helped her out she lucky to have you as a friend.
To: PooperGirl great story about you and your friends pooping together
and it sounds like your friend was still having a nasty time I hope she didn suffer anymore bouts like that and as always I look forward to all your stories thanks.
To: Francesca great peeing story and I look forward to your next one thanks.
To: Tech Guy as always another great story about Christine and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: David and Anne first welcome to the site and great story and it sounds like you guys might have great stories to shre with us and I look forward to them thanks.
To: mystery Poster great story about your friend Sarah pooping and peeing in front of you and please share anymore stories about her you may have thanks.
To: Caitlyn first welcome to the site and great peeing story and it sounds like you will have lots of great stories to tell and I look forward to them all thanks.
To: Patricia great accident story at least it wasnt a messy one and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Alice another great story about your big poop and I bet who ever saw was suprised and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Nick welcome to the site and great story about seeing that girl poop and great story about that girl peeing in the alley and please share anymore stories like that thanks.
To: Jasmin K it sounds like you have some of the worst luck with constipation and I hope one day you get back to normal poops and dont have to suffer and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Nicola as always another great story and it sounds like you and you friend Sarah had fun pooping and peeing yourselves and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: John H great stoty about you seeing you friend poop when you were younger and I bet that memory of her will be with you forever and maybe try to bring it up in a coversation and maybe she will remember that.
To: Stella as always another great story and it sounds like you learned from that not to hold it for so long and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
To Tim: I'll do ur survey
1. Have you ever peed your pants? Ya
2. How many times? 10-20
3. What ages? 10 up
4. Stories I'll share 2
Last year in math I had to pee and I didnt ask and my friend Jess said something funny and I peed my pants.
2 weeks ago on my way home from school I had to pee real bad and pissed my pants at the door step.
5,6,7,8 same as 1-4 but with poop
6 oh god 30-40
7 13 and up
8. Ok so I was at my friend danielle's and I had to take a shit. Danielle's sister was in the bathroom and danielle had to poop also. Her room was a mess and she had 2 pairs of underwear with poop in them. Well the room already stunk so I let loose and my underwear was ruined. Danielle said she was going to have an accident if her sister didn't hurry up she stuck to her words cuz her poop was a nice big solid in her underwear. Danielle's mom came in and smelt the poop and grabbed us both and looked in our panties like she always did and found the poop in danielles pants but not mine and took her into her bathroom to clean her up. She came back to sprey room. Came back and while she was being cleaned I quickly dumped the poop out of mine into one of Danielle's already pooped underwear. And almost got caught I just changed my underwear. I thought I was safe till I got home and my mom thought I didn't wipe then I told her wut happened
Desperate to poop
Crapped pantsI partially crapped my knickers last night
I had left work and was walking to my car parked off site. I had felt no need for the toilet but as I was walking to my car I felt a real need for a pooh. Just all off a sudden came on. I got the car and was turtleheading. I almost felt like sitting down the side of my car and going on the side of the road but just then asecurity car came past and it spooked me.
I decided to get in and nip to Sainsburys closer than home, but I felt liked I had already crapped my panties slightly. I hurried to Sainsburys parked my car dashed into the toilets. Both toilets were taken and I had to wait 3 minutes before I got into a cubicle replacing a 40yr old women.
I pulled my suit trousers down and knickers down and immediately let a sludge of poop out. Oh the relief. My knickers had a large gob of pooh in it and I decided not to try to save them. I wrapped them up in some tissue paper, finished the rest of my poop (and somethng else naughty) and then dropped the bag in the bin.
As I was going out shopping straight after work I brought some replacement panties and nipped back to the toilet to change into them.
Various repliesTech Guy. Thanks for sharing the experience of the weekend buddy dump with Christine. Apples like other fruit would certainly have helped on the laxative side. As regards drinks which can be made up to help maintain regularity, one I've used in the past is Fybogel. That's not a laxative as such though. It's more a bulking agent. Presumably Christine uses something similar to that.
David & Anne. I really enjoyed reading about your Saturday morning 'buddy dump' enormously. Given the amount she did - and what you did on top of it - I'm surprised you didn't clog the toilet though. Like both of you, I've had an interest in bodily functions although there have been some defining moments. One I particularly remember took place around 1969 when my much loved Aunt Anne nearly ended up pooing herself at the end of a long pre-poo farting session. I suspect over the years I've posted more than one account of that on here, although looking it up earlier this evening I found it on page 297 written up in early 2000. I then ended up having a delightful correspondence on here for about a year with a lady bus driver called Anne who was proud of her poos and enjoyed recounting them. Also round about 2000 and 2001 I met two Scottish couples on here, Tony and Theresa and George and Moira who, I think were all friends. It was, I believe, Tony who introduced me to the term "jobbie" as used in Scotland to denote a bowel movement. Although I don't think the expression's exclusive to Scotland I don't think it's used that widely elsewhere. Anyhow, I look forward to hearing about more of your experiences.
Nicola. I enjoyed hearing about your accident after a night out drinking with Sarah. It sounds as though you needed a good clearout at the time. I don't know whether alcohol has much of a laxative effect in its own right, although I guess it depends on the indivdual, what they've drunk and eaten etc. Occasionally I have a couple of glasses of diet coke with ice if I'm dining out in an evening and that seems to make me want too poo really badly by the time I get home. It could be a case of the hot food and very cold drink coming together and producing a reaction. Anyhow, thus far I've generally made it home in time - if only just.
Just a girl...
Something is up with my guts the last few days. It all started on Friday. I woke up with a stomachache. Actually, it was my first thought upon opening my eyes. I seem to remember having a stomachache in my dream and when I woke up, I had one in reality. Anyway, I got up and started to make coffee and go through my usual routine when I suddenly HAD to use the bathroom. It hit me hard and fast. I rushed in and the second I sat down I started to go. I passed a few soft pieces. They broke apart when they hit the water. It was weird, I went but it didn't feel like passing a log. It felt, different somehow, softer. I had to wipe about 10 times. It was sticky and gross.
About 10 minutes after leaving the bathroom I got the urge again. I went some more, same consistency as before. My stomach still hurt.
I had an appointment before work and when I was at the desk checking in, I had to go again. I got a slightly sick feeling in my lower stomach and I knew I had to shit again. I was finally done checking in and went to the bathroom. I sat down, stomach aching, and nothing happened. Nothing came out. I pushed softly a couple of times and finally I was able to go. When I looked in the toilet it had all fallen apart in the water. It was a hundred little pieces on the bottom of the water. I had to wipe 12 times. I actually counted. My ass was on fire.
My stomach hurt all morning at work. Around lunchtime I started to get a very sour feeling in my stomach and I drank my entire bottle of water trying to settle it. I ate and felt a little bit better. A few times I had a slight urge to go again, but I hate the bathrooms at work so I held it. I left work early since I wasn't feeling well.
About a block from my house I started to get cramps and a strong urge. I drove a little bit faster. I got in the house and didn't even take off my coat before heading for the toilet. I pulled my pants down and before my ass had even touched the seat I started to go. I couldn't hold it anymore. Every muscle in my gut was tensed, pushing out with everything it had. I didn't push at all, it just came out. It felt like mud coming out of me, one long rope that kept coming and coming and coming. When I was done I had to catch my breath. I sat there for a minute or two before I could decide if I was done or not. I looked into the toilet and what I saw I've never seen before. There was a rope about an inch thick that circled the toilet three times. It had to be the most that I have ever gone in my life. Plus, it was one continuous piece. My ass was hurting and after wiping and wiping and wiping, I finally had to use baby wipes to finish cleaning up. I didn't go again that night.
Sat morning I had to go pretty soon after waking up. It was a lot like Friday morning, except my stomach didn't hurt. I went again about an hour later, and again later in the day.
Sunday I went three times before lunch and another time after dinner - lots of wiping, very sticky.
Monday had me on the toilet twice in the morning. I started to get a stomachache during lunch and afterward I had to pause a movie we were watching with a friend to make a trip to the bathroom. I was embarrassed that I had to go when a friend was over, but I had to shit. It was more than I'd been passing the last couple of times and smelled pretty badly. I hoped that my friend didn't try to use the bathroom after me. Luckily they didn't.
We finished the movie and my stomachache was getting worse. I knew I'd have to go again soon. We were hanging out and talking when I got the signal. I knew this was going to be a long bathroom trip, and I was embarrassed, so I said I was going to take a bath. I didn't want them to hear me, or realize why I was in there so long. I turned on the tub and took my place on the can. Right away thick gooey stuff started coming out. I didn't push; I waited and let nature take its course. More came out, then more, then more, then more. The tub was starting to get pretty full but I couldn't stop going. Finally, I had to turn off the water, but I wasn't done shitting. I got back on the toilet and had a few more waves. I was on the toilet long enough for the tub to fill and then some. I wasn't done. I absolutely shit my brains out. It was thick and gooey and felt like mud coming out of me. Wiping was a nightmare, I'm very glad I got in the bath right after!
This morning I have already gone 3 times. My stomach still doesn't feel right. I just ate lunch so we'll see how many more trips I make today.
To the 13 y/o asking if she's normalYES you are. Consider a FUD (female urinary device) which will allow you to pee standing up. It will make it quicker, and you'll have your back to the doorway. (Google FUD) Talk to the school administrators about getting the stalls fixed. Getting support from fellow students to get something done can go a long way. Get them and the parents involved if necessary to put pressure on the school to do something about it.
To oldpoop and JWThanks for the information, but I have a few more questions:
1. What kind of instruments? How big?
1. What if I accidently try to poop while the finger is inside me?
2. What will happen if they find poop in me? Will I be excused to the toilet or will they "get it out"
lookin for,,,,?I read a story on here but didnt finish it but now i cant seem to find it. The story started with a guy on a bus with his Gf. While on the bus he had extremely bad gas and when they got to the store he went looking for the bathroom. He went to the back but someone told him it was on the other side of the building. He started to walk there but lost the battle and pooped his pants.... And thats where i left off.
I would really appreciate it if someone can tell me where i can find it. Thanks
Toilets with no privacyWhen I was a young girl, I went on a week-long camping trip with my Girl Scout troop. I didn't know this ahead of time, but this camping trip did not involve indoor plumbing of any sort. We had a couple of two-seater outhouses available to use, with only a small, thin plank of wood separating the two users. It didn't do much good, as if you turned your head and looked down, you'd have a perfect view of the other girl peeing or pooping. This didn't sit well with me at all. Peeing was alright, and after a couple of days I got used to it and went with no fuss, but pooping, or as I said back then, 'doing a number two', was another story altogether.
I held it in as long as I could, for many days. I almost made it the whole time, but on the final night, I just absolutely could not hold it any more. It was the outhouse or my pants. I wisely chose the outhouse. We were supposed to wake up a scout leader, an adult, if we needed to go in the middle of the night, but there was no way that was happening. So I snuck off, blindly making my way to the outhouse. I wished I had a flashlight, but that would have meant waking the scout leader, so I made due. I got to the outhouse and opened the door, pulled down my panties and started pooping.
I had barely started when the other door opened and a girl came in. It was pitch black so I didn't know who it was, but she asked if anyone was in here. I said yes, but I was on the other side. She sat down and started going as well. She introduced herself, and I did the same. She confessed she felt naughty for sneaking out, but she had been holding her number two ever since the first day. I told her "me too" and then I at least felt a bit better that we were both embarrassed. We chatted idly while we were both pooping, and I wondered how much time had passed. I hoped that no one had noticed we were gone yet. She finished first and was wiping and I asked her if she'd stay as I was almost done and we could walk back together. She said yes and soon I finished and wiped as well. We snuck back into camp and lucked out that everybody was still soundly asleep. Coming back in to my tent, I did accidently wake my tent-mate, and I told her I had just been to the outhouse. She didn't know I had went without supervision, so all was well.
Finally on a good streak with my bowelsI haven't posted here in a couple of months, mostly because I've been busy and because I had nothing exciting to post. I was suffering from constipation pretty badly over the past couple of months. No matter what I tried or what I did my bowels never felt empty when I went. My stomach has been swollen and I've felt sick a lot and losing my appetite because I've been so clogged up. Finally 2 weeks ago I went to my doctor for help, since I was due for a new prescription for my anti-depressants anyway. I explained to her about my problem, that I was having such a hard time going no matter what I tried and despite drinking lots of water. She told me that I could have a form of Irritable Bowel Syndrome that affect women. She prescribed me a stool softener/laxative called SoFlax. Fortunately it's pretty cheap, under $10 and it's really effective. FINALLY. That's just what my body needs. I've tried lots of different stuff with not much or no results.
I've been pooping out tiny pellets before but I think the laxative along with lots of water and eating bran cereal is helping because I've managed to take two big dumps over the past 2 days. And man were they monsters. I'm really happy because my stomach is finally feeling better and I don't feel so sick and bogged down. My stomach is soft again.
Yesterday (Saturday) I had a bowl of cereal when I got up along with a cup of peppermint tea and shortly after breakfast I had a strong urge to go. I was turtle-heading before I even reached the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and gave a good push and my asshole stretched to let this monster go. It kind of hurt because it was so big, but it was finally out! It was about a foot and a half long. That thing ended up clogging & overflowing the toilet. If it clogged the toilet, you can imagine what that felt like being inside me!
And then today I needed to take a shit soon after I got up again. This one was big too and stretched my hole but fortunately I was smart enough to plunge it to break it up so it wouldn't flood the bathroom again. This was another monster, about the same length as the other one.
I'm a 5 foot 10, 140 lb skinny woman. How the hell do I keep producing such huge dumps? My crap has always been huge, even as a little kid. I've clogged the toilet so many times it's not even funny over the years. Let's just say I feel a lot better now. It seems like my bowels are finally working and developing some kind of routine. Hooray!
Sarah story and some questionsOk so first a story about me and sarah
Me and sarah were hanging out at her house talking and stuff when i started to grt cramps and started needing to poop so i waited tell i really had to Poop and so i waited until she said gosh i have to poop so i said me too. So then she ran off and came back with 4 towels and some papper towels i asked whats that for and she said "this". She laid out 2 towels infront of where she was sitting then layed some papper towel near the seat then she took her clothes. Sue sat down and started peeing she Peed for a while then she said "time for my favorite part" she then stood up turned around and put her head almost on the couch with her legs still straight (its hard to picture but basically picure some dropping there top half done while there leges are still like there standing" from there i saw her but hole start moving like it was talking and inside i could see her crap starting to come it was 4 inches wide and moving out it streched to 5 inches then fell on the pApper towel she farted then some one inche nuggets came out and she then stood normal look at her maserpiece and tossed me the over towels and paper towels while saying "beat that" so i set it up like she did but i stood up and pissed it wa s hard with a erect penis but i did it it lasted a while as long as hers did then i stood on the couch bent down and let my but hang over the couch over the papper towels shen the she moved in and under me(but not under my buthole) and said "nice hole" so i ignored her and started i felt it coming it was a big thick one 5 inches wide and falling down she then said "its 4 inches" i kept pushing "7inches and touching the papper towels " then she did something nasty she put her hand under my poop and started to guide it so she can lay out not have it bunch on the bottom then i felt her hand around my but where she then kept guiding it when i felt it end and it came out she the said "you win lets pick up this monster" it was atleats a couple fett long we cleaned up then she said "ok your turn to touch my poopnext time" so i aggreed And soon i went home
Ok now for the questions
1. Ok has any of you ever pooped or peed in the shower and id tou have please tell how was it and why did you i want to try pooping in the shower
2. Have any of you pooped or peed in the bAth same as above plz tell why or how it was and how to dispose of the poop
Ok so please respond and also plz tell storys of the 2 above questions
Hi Tim agian
Ok so my brother was getting married and I took Kaitlin as my date. During the ceremony she rubbed her belly. I thought not here pleases just go in the toilet. After a cupple min she had a scared look on her face. As soon as they said I do, they kissed and I smelt poop. A looked over at Kaitlin ( I was the best man). She was still struggling to hold on. Her dress was pretty short. I knew one of the girls had an accident. My brother and his soon to be ex wife kissed and Kaitlin was off to the restroom. I saw her dress Was like a wedgie she pulled it off and thats when I followed her to try get a smell of it. I just said I had to piss. I got a smell and clearly she had an accident. There was only one bathroom that was for both male and female. I waited then I herd her say lets do this. I herd the toilet splash. Then say that was a lot of shit. Then she let the sink run and wash out her underwear. She whiped up and flushed and came out and told me I could go. I went in, found her panties in the sink I took them out and saw the stain in them, smelt them it was her poop, not blood. my cousin came knocking on the door and said she had to go. So I let her in. I think Kaitlin planed this accident cuz she was wearing panties when we were dancing
Pregnant pooping 4Hey all. Im back. Thought id live poop again. Havent pooped since Thursday when i posted about my hospital poop with my friend Laura. Thought i had to go yesterday (Monday) but i sat there, laptop ready but nothing. Tried for 30 minutes then gave up. Really believe i could go now so i'll do it live again.
Pulling my trackie bottoms down and my underwear. I'll sit down this time and not squat. Well im ready. Here's hoping its a good one. After all its 5 days since i last went. Here i go. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, nothing, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, still nothing, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, nothing, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, going to give up soon, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh somethings happening, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, its coming finally. Its been 15 minutes. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the tip is emerging. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, its very slow. It is coming out but not very quick. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, comin out some more but needs more pushing, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ah here it comes. Yes its emerging, PLOP, PLOP. Ah relief but still need to go. Time to push again. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, nothing, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh this is a long process. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, going to have to push harder. Excuse the caps. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, no still nothing. Need a breather so i'll describe what ive done so far. Need to stand up though. Cant see in the bowl. After 21 minutes the 2 plops came out. They are about 6" long each and they've both curled around the bowl but i know theres more to come. Its been 7 minutes since those plops and nothing. 5 minute breather is up and im going again. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, belive its emerging. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, yes it is. The tip is coming. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, more is on its way out now and my butthole is expanding as it emerges. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PLOP, PLOP. Yes its out. In all this pushing forgot i have to pee as well so i'll go now. Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss wow its long sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. Done. Oh but wait i can feel i need to do more pooping. I guess a build up of 5 days is going to result in a massive poop. Before i start i'll describe my next 2 plops. They came out after a further 10 minutes of pushing. They are both about 4" long and they sit on top of the pile from before. My poop for today is so far 40 minutes long. Now its time for more pushing. Need to go hard and im going to hold my butt cheeks apart and lean a bit more forward. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, nothing, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, come on come out i know its needs to. Cant leave it unfinished. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, finally its coming. The tip is emerging. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, its emerging really slowly again. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PLOP, PLOP, PLOP. Finally this time im done. My 3 plops this time emerged after a further 11 minutes of pushing. They are about 4" long like before and sit on top. Now its just one big massive pile. Im going to wipe now.
Well that's me done for another live poop job. All in all it took 51 minutes. Role on 4 weeks today which is my due date. I dont know how much more struggling i can take. Until next time.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
New Years Resolution RuinedOkay so I posted a while back about how my NYR was to never use a toilet. Up until yesterday, that was working. I would find all sorts of other places to pee and poop. It was a struggle at school but I was able to either hold on until I got home or wear a ling skirt and pee directly into the grass without anyone noticing. Well yesterday I was at the bookstore doing some homework. I had been out drinking the night before and my stomach felt a bit weird. It kept cramping up but then it would subside. I was considering leaving because I knew I would have to poop soon when all of a sudden a got a horrible cramp. I farted and it was the worst smelling fart I have ever smelled. Like rotten eggs on fire. I knew I could not wait and headed to the bathroom. I took the last stall and immediately liquid poop came pouring out. Normally the smell of my own BMs don't bother me, but this was atrocious. It felt like acid coming out my butt and really burned. I was in there for some time and finally was able to finish up. As I was washing my hands a woman came in and started gagging from the smell. She had to leave without using the toilet. I went home and was fine the rest of the day. Even though I used the toilet, I am going to continue not using it. I enjoy finding new places to go.
I'm in Utah right now at an old style hotel. BTW I'm 13 5"3 and 90 lbs. blondish hair. I was in the bathroom where there are two stalls. I was pooping and it stunk really bad. It was a long log. Then someone came in and sat in the stall next to me. Looking at her shoes she must have came from a run and had to take a dump really bad. She let out a pretty big fart and pushed out a long on (from what I heard) and then let out another fart and a sigh of relief. Her poop stunk worse than mine. She was finished before me and after she left I checked her stall. It stunk really bad and she left some skid marks as did I.
Pregnant pooping 3AOn Thursday after my live pooping experience i went to the hospital with my friend Laura who is 4 months pregnant. She wanted me with her as i know what to expect. Well upon leaving she told me she needed the toilet. I felt i could pee so we went together. We got into the hoposital cubicles where there was 2 empty and 1 occupied. We went in and i heard the rustling of her underwear come down. I sat down as well and i peed a good long stream. The cubicle that was occupied flushed and left. When i finished i felt an urge to poop come on me. Next cubicle Laura grunted and apologised saying she had to go before she left but didnt have time. I told her it was fine as i could go poop as well. She grunted again and then a loud splash could be heard followed by 2 much smaller plop. I began pushing hoping it would be easy as i had gone earlier. Well nothing was happening. Laura was finished and flushed the toilet. She came out and washed up. She asked me if i was ok. I told her i couldnt go. She asked me to let her in. I did. Now ive never pooped in front of anyone before and i didnt know Laura was ok with it. She came in and stood there. She said she could rub my back if i needed. I gestured to her to do that so she moved to the side of me and began rubbing the lower part of my back as i pushed. Nothing was emerging and i told Laura about my struggles to poop these last few months, athough i did say it doesnt happen to everyone. I didnt want to make her think it would happen to her. I was still pushing but decided to give up. I told Laura i'd go at home but she insisted we werent going anywhere until i pooped as id only be uncomfortable later.
So i continued pushing with her rubbing my back. Nothing was coming. Laura told me to push harder and i did. I began grunting and straining making uhhhhhhh noises but no nothing. I moved to the edge of the seat and leaned forward with my butt in the air. Laura said she could see my butthole but as long as i didnt mind she would stay there and watch and rub my back. I said it was fine inbetween grunts of uhhhhh's.
So im now pushing and grunting harder now with Laura helping. UHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH was all i was doing. I really wanted to give up now but Laura said to give it five more minutes. So away i go again. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Suddenly Laura goes, "I can see the tip coming out. Keep pushing as hard as that". So i did. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, then i really felt the poop emerge. Laura kept saying, "There's more, there's more as it emerged. Finally it broke off with a massive PLOP and i breathed out AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Laura said, "Well done. See i told you to keep trying. As she said this i felt the need to push again. UHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, and more poop began to emerge. Laura watched it again and i continued pushing really hard and my face was red. It finally dropped with an almighty splash-PLOP. I was done. Laura left the cubicle as i wiped.
We then left the toilets and the hospital and i felt very satisfied with my double pooping experience that day. Laura said we should buddy dump again and i said we should.
Again i apologise that this poop wasnt live but i thought id finished when i posted.
Until next time bye bye.
Am I Normal?I'm 13 and in my last year of middle school. I hate the bathrooms there. About half the stalls in each of the bathrooms have the doors broken or taken off. During a passing period the chance of getting a doored stall is zero, so I obviously take an open toilet when one becomes available. Some of my friends deliberately go in with a friend and one uses the toilet while the other stands in the doorway to give them privacy. However, usually my friends aren't using the bathroom when I have to so I don't get privacy. To avoid being late to class and getting a DT, when I have to take a quick wee I just seat myself and hope for the best. Sometimes, like on Friday, that means I have to sit in someone's pee that has been left on the seat. So many of the others don't mind and there's often no TP in the holder. I have two younger brothers who wee over our seat at home, but at school I guess I see it as being a little different. Am I normal?
I'm back, they are right, Friday the 13th is bad luck. I asked my teacher if I could use the bathroom and he said no. I thought here we go, I'm gonna do it agian. Then about 10 min later another girl named Jenny asked to go and he said no. I knew she had to shit also cuz her hand was almost up in her panties holding it in. I was trying the same thing. After about 5 min I gave up and let loose. A month into my new school I poop my underwear. Jenny I think is like my friend Jess who likes to poop herself. The smell hit a cute boy who just put his shirt up to his nose and looked at me and Jens asses to see who did it and found me out. I was shocked to see her turtle poking out threw her skirt. My teacher just said class dismissed and told me and Jen to come over and told us if we have an accident agian just go clean up. I always bring spare cloths with me now. I just went to my gym locker and changed my underwear. My stepmom was pissed when she found my underwear. And as for jen she shit her pants in the bathroom waiting for the toilet.
My next story happend at the movies about a year ago. I was with my ex bf Tim. We were at the food court and I needed to poop sence we left the movie. Imagin my desperation. I went into the bathroom and all the stalls were taken and a line of about 10 girls all teenagers. I had to go so bad at this point. One of the girls was clinching pretty bad. She said its going to be legit ten seconds b4 I shit my nice new panties. One girl was with her mom and just said sorry mom and let go in her panties. Her mom just told her to strip down and she would wash everything for her. I was next to the mom 5 minutes later because I loaded my panties as well
The Listening Ear
Recording ExperimentWhen I was 12 years old I had a friend called Roger whose father owned a tape recorder. This was in the 1950s when such things were new and rare. I went round to Roger's house, and in his room we had a lot of fun recording all sorts of things from teachers' voice imitations to spooky sounds made by a badly tuned autoharp.
Roger also had an unusual sort of bicycle pump. It consisted of a cylinder about 8 inches long and 3 inches in diameter, with a second cylinder inside. You pulled the inner cylinder down from the bottom and it sucked air in through holes at the top. Then you pushed it back up and the air came out of a different hole, to which you could attach a tube for pumping tyres. This gave me an idea: if I could fart into the tape recorder and the pump at the same time, I could effectively record the smell of a fart as well as its sound.
Roger set up the tape recorder and placed the pump in a handy position. Then, when I felt a fart in the offing, I bent over with my bottom close to the microphone (which, as it happened, also meant it was pointing straight at the closed door), and Roger positioned the pump ready to suck the fart into it. When I was about to blast, I said "Now!". To my surprise, my friend immediately went "Wssht!", pushed me violently aside, flung the pump into the far corner of the room and spun round to face his mother who was entering the room. She hovered absentmindedly on the threshold, muttering "I was just wondering where my - er - no, it's not in here," and went out again.
Well that frightened the fart back to where it had come from, and there were no more that day. But the next time I visited, we suceeded in doing the deed, and the tape reel and pump were duly hidden under Roger's bed, the latter fully extended and capped.
The following day I returned, we played back the sound on the tape recorder and emptied the pump in front of our noses. But all we got was stale air. I suppose I might have done better if I'd farted without my clothes on, but then we would have lost the characteristic sound of the short-trousered schoolboy 'trump', and the encounter with Roger's mother would have been even more embarrassing than it slready was!
Diarrhea at the MallSup all, juz posting something that happened in the mall last night.
My family and I went to this well-known mall (its popular for foreign people, even though we aren't) for dinner. Before the bill was settled, my lower body decided it was time to pee, so I quickly excused myself and headed to the bathroom. The bathroom there is meant to be bit posh, but so far there are only squat toilets which of course are dirty. When I opened the door, the strong diarrhea stench hit me. It was like, I was walking into a room made of diarrhea. I quickly inspected the room, sure enough one stall was locked and from under the door I saw someone's bag hanging from the door. I went into the next stall and took out my dick for a relaxing pee. The smell was getting stronger as I peed, but there didn't seem to be any sound coming from the diarrhea guy. I went out to the sinks, and then there was the sound of toilet paper being teared. I decided to stay there for a while, just to get a glimpse of anything left there. Then there was the sound of water being sprayed and... there was no flush. there was a silence, then the whole process again and still no flush. Then there was the clinking of the belt (I spent like 15 min in the bathroom waiting for this guy, my family smsed me twice to ask whether i was ok) and then a flush. Then more toilet paper tears and a nother flush. Suddenly the door opened and the guy rushed out holding his pants up and entered the next stall! The chlinking of the belt again and then i guessed he was having a major pee from his butt. Lots of farts again. Finally after another 5 minutes, he came out looking like a ghost. He washed up then left while i went to inspect the stalls. Both of them had small bits of diarrhea left, but the second stall he went into was filled with brown water. I left then made some lame excuse to my fmaily about having a ???? ache
New years eve 89One time on New Years Eve 1989 I was at a Friends' house.I am friends with Carson and my dad is friends with his dad.They where also a lot of kids there too even my cousin.They got two bathrooms in there house and Carson's sister and her friends always go in one bathroom and stay in there for a long time.Then when they came out of there,the toilet was overflowing.And Carson's Mom had to get the plunger.And everyone was standing and whatching.
Then later the girls went back in there,and one boy said,They got the Diary!I thought he said diarrhea,but it was a Diary book.
Then later one girl was in the other bathroom peeing,My cousin opened the door and laughed and said, look at this!Throught the door crack I saw a milkey white butt check on the toilet.
Traffic JamI discovered this site by accident and thought I'd relay a story. It's pretty long. A few years ago my company relocated me to Los Angeles from Kansas City. I'm in management and when I arrived, I had an administrative assistant (secretary) assigned to me who also assisted other managers. Our office had over 200 people. A few weeks later the Human Resources manager told me the administrative assistant was being reassigned to another group of managers and a new hire, Leslie, would be my and a couple other manager's secretary. I said that was fine. He mentioned that Leslie had previously worked for the company and left but had reapplied and she was so well thought of she was immediately rehired. Leslie started a week later. The HR manager introduced me and I was almost speechless. This was an unbelievably good looking woman. She was about 28 years old, had light brown, almost blonde hair, a very pretty face, and a body that was outstanding. She had on a short skirt that highlighted her very fine legs. When she turned around, the skirt fit snugly around her excellent rear end. She would wear short skirts and when she sat down, her legs looked fantastic. Other days she would wear tight slacks and oh, man, did her butt look fine. One day I came in and she was sitting in my chair organizing my projects for me for the day. She was just finishing and got up to leave saying good morning, and she was in some tight pants that almost took my breath away. I sat down in my chair where she had been sitting and it was so warm it felt like a heating pad! It was hard to concentrate with her around. Along with her good looks, she was an outstanding employee. Everyone loved her, men and women, as she was very friendly. I could see why she was welcomed back. Anyway, on to my story about her. About 5 months later she came in one afternoon and asked if I'd do her a favor. I said I would if I could. She said she needed a ride to work the next morning and since we both lived in Orange County and her house was on the way to work for me, she thought she'd ask. Her husband was putting his car in the shop and he was going to use hers. I said I'd be glad to pick her up. She gave me her address and the next morning around 6:45 I picked her up. Her husband was in the driveway doing something to the car and saw me and went to their door, and then Leslie came out. She had on one of her short skirts and looked awesome. She said goodbye to her husband and got in the car. We said hello and I made my way to the 91 Freeway. We transitioned to the 5 Freeway toward LA. The commute time would take about 25 minutes under normal traffic, but in LA, there's nothing normal about traffic. When we were about 10 minutes into the drive, she got quiet. I didn't pay a lot of attention to it but noticed her shift herself in the seat a couple of times. Then she crossed her legs. Then she uncrossed them. Suddenly she said, "I hate to ask, but could we stop for a minute at a station or something?" I said, "Sure. You OK?" She said, "Yes, this is embarrassing, but I have to use the bathroom and don't think I can wait until we get to the office." I said no problem we'd stop. We'd just passed an exit ramp and the next ramp was about 2 miles ahead. We went over an overpass and on the other side of the hump in the road the traffic was stopped. Typical Los Angeles. We stopped dead still. We sat a couple of minutes then the cars crept forward maybe 50 feet. Leslie was fidgeting around now. I said this wasn't a good sign. She said no it wasn't. The traffic was just not moving and we were blocked in by thousands of other cars. She then said, "Oh, this is not good. I really need to go." I felt bad for her but could only say, "We'll get off as soon as we can." Ten minutes went by and I could actually see her beginning to perspire. We weren't moving more than a few feet every few minutes. The exit was still at least 1 ½ miles ahead. Then I saw her lift herself off the seat a bit, grimace for a few seconds, and then sit back down. I still didn't know whether she needed a #1 or #2 but knew she obviously needed to go really badly. About 3 or 4 minutes later she rose up again, grimaced again, said, "Ohhh!" and then said, "I don't think I can hold it anymore! I think I'm going to go in my clothes!" I didn't know what to say so I just said, "If you need to, go ahead. When we get out of this traffic, I'll take you back home." She was still raised up off the seat and she said, "I can't hold on" and I heard a spluttering, bubbling sound come from her butt. She said, "Oh my God, I cannot believe this is happening!" I said, "It's fine, it could happen to anyone." She said, "My stomach is cramping so bad!" Then she grimaced again and said, "I don't think I can hold it." I said, "Just go and I'll take you back home." She seemed to let go and more spluttering and bubbling came from her then she seemed to strain and she did a huge wet fart. She said, "I've never been so humiliated in my life." I said, "Don't worry about it." She seemed to cramp up once again then did another fart that splattered with poop in her clothes. Just then the traffic started to clear. I got off at the next exit and we turned around and went back toward her house. The smell was atrocious. She was so embarrassed. We got back to her house and she jumped out of the car and said she'd be back in 10 minutes or less. I was surprised she still wanted to go to work but she is dedicated. I saw that the leather seat had some damp poop on it. I got some napkins out and got them wet on the dewy grass and cleaned the seat off. She came back out changed and ready to go in about 10 minutes. She apologized over and over, and I told her to forget it, accidents happen. She said, "You won't tell anyone will you?" I said it would be our secret. The rest of the day went uneventful. She never mentioned it again, but it was a great memory for me from this exceptionally fine lady.
I love your stories about Leigh
You mentioned there are other noisy poopers - could you tell about them
Childhood DaysWhen I was around 13, there was this girl I was "going out with". So anyway, one day me and her stayed after school in the yard to hang out. At this point, i was holding my pee in for hours and the school was locked. So she suggested I go in the trees. As I took my sausage out, she asks if she could watch. I started peeing but very quickly, I be came hard because a girl has never seen me pee and sprayed pee everywhere. She's just dying of laughter. One of the most embarrassing but one of the most erotic memories I'll have...