Hi all

Well, I had a most interesting experience this afternoon at work which I thought worth sharing.

I'd attended a board meeting that morning, which was as soporific as they get, and had been back at my desk for a couple of hours when I felt I needed to visit the toilet.

I had another bloody board meeting later in the afternoon, and had considered taking my laptop to the toilet with me to do some catch up stuff, but decided against this as it might have been just a little too 'obvious'as to what I would be doing.

So, anyway, I headed to the usual spot - the unisex toilets downstairs - and was just about to enter when one of my co-workers, Ray, rounded the corner and made his way to the door just before I did. He was carrying a file of papers with him, and on seeing me, looked a little pensive, or at least, aware that I knew what he was about to do.

It was clearly too late for him to head back out, so he went straight to the furthest cubicle, and being the thoughtful, sensitive girl that I am, I took the first one, leaving four between us.

Obviously I don't have privileged access to his inner thought processes, but he looked decidely like he was embarrassed about being seen by a woman and entering the toilet with reading material. Why on earth he chose the unisex toilets is beyond me.

Now, I have to say, that I was experiencing a rather mixed combination of emotions here; on the one hand, I was a little nervous about pooing near Ray, yet at the same time thoroughly excited... almost turned on by it. I'm not particularly hung-up about natural bodily functions, but in this case, there was something different about it. Ray's a kinda' cute guy, in an arty sense, and sometimes my inhibitions just gain the better of me, I guess.

Anyway, putting it all aside, I proposed to attend to business. Because of the second board meeting coming up, I decided that rather than risk creasing my skirt by hoisting it up over my hips, I would undo it from behind and slide it down my thighs, before wiping the seat down and making myself comfortable.

There was no sound coming from Ray's direction, and the excitement was building up within me. You could say I was nervous, tense and excited, all in one.

I peed as usual, taking around twenty or so seconds, and then waited for the inevitable. (I knew he was here for a poo, but he didn't quite know what I was in there for!) I kept as silent as possible, straining for any sound from Ray, but nothing - I think he may have been holding it in, waiting for me to make the first move, or sound, if you like.

I wasn't deliberately holding back, but it was taking a little time & effort for things to get moving. The first piece was just beginning to exit my bottom after just over a minute and a half of silence. It was coming out ever so slowly, and it felt a little wider than my normal poos tend to be.

From the time it made its appearance to when it was just about to release was around ten seconds. It just stayed there, my anus wrapped tightly around it, not seeming to want to let it go. By this time, my temples were throbbing with excitement; I was about to share a kind of intimate moment with Ray!

SplASH! 'Oh my God', that was heavy and loud. I wish I were able to adequately describe my mental state at that moment! I felt the next one in my lower bowels, awaiting its turn, and as I'd been doing the whole time there, I strained my ear for any evidence of Ray's reason for being here.

Nothing - it was obviously up to me to take the initiative here. My next one was, as per the first, moving at an absolute snail's pace. Whilst I could hardly be described as being in a constipated state, they were a little harder & firmer than usual, and being rather obstinate at having to leave the warmth & safety of my bottom.

Poo number two was on its way out now, but had stopped part way, just kinda' hangin' there. The whole sensation was turning into something of a euphoric state. I cannot describe the sensation of that semi-hard poo, slightly stretching my anus with its texture and width, along with the thought of treating Ray to yet another performance. I sat up straight on the seat, closed my eyes and with both hands, pulled my dark brown hair back behind my neck. I'd washed it that morning and it felt so soft and luxurious between my fingers.

I leant back now against the cistern, and openeing my eyes, looked down at my shoes - black patent leather Italian highheels. The long turd was still protruding from my tight anus, and the soft smell of my efforts were beginning to waft about the cubicle. I slid my hands down my sides and past my waist to my thighs, massaging the tops of them with the palms of my hands. The uncooperative thing was slowly edging its way further down now, and any second it would be 'splash down'.

Ker-splash! 'Bombs away!' Another one gone. What the bloody hell was Ray Doing? I leant all the way forward now, my arms folded across my knees, as the third poop was making its way to the exit ramp. This one, like its predecessors, stayed in place for a few moments, half in & half out. I was beginning to really like this! The smell was starting to seriously assail my senses too.

Oh Hallelujah! At last - the unmistakable sound of poop hitting water... and not from me this time. Ray had finally decided to join the party; it had only taken him just over three minutes to get into action. What is it they say about people who can't get their shit in order?

I couldn't believe it! I'd heard Ray poop. I was tingling all over as I strained a bit to get rid of the next turd, wondering who would be first. He beat me to it; a rather sloppy sounding stream of soft poops splattering into the bowl under him. A faintly audible wet fart, a soft plopping sound & then silence. I was actually beginning to feel light-headed at this stage. I'd been through a range of emotive states, and was starting to feel hyper aware of what we were doing here. A gradual feeling of self-consciousness had began to envelope my state of being. I peed once more, a steady tinkle which lasted for about ten seconds before I plopped my poop into the water. This one splashed up and caught the left buttock cheek of my rear end. As before, I waited for the next one to come.

The sound of toilet paper from the far end cubicle signalled the end of Ray's sojourn at the second floor unisex toilets. Several wipes were followed by a flush and a rather hurried exit from the stall; the door banged back against the terrazzo divider with some force as he rushed to the sinks and washed his hands. His departure out and into the hallway left me alone with my thoughts.

Poop number four - or was it five - I'd lost count by this time, slowly emerged and flopped into the water below, adding to the already rich scent wafting about the space around me.

I had lost all track of time by now. I suspect with a high degree of certainty that I'd been warming the seat for somewhere in the neighbourhood of nine to ten minutes. and the sensation of fullness was still omnipresent within my bowels. A snap decision was made to terminate the exercise as the time for the meeting was looming ever closer. A follow up poo either later in the afternoon or evening would be scheduled and pencilled in somewhere. Wiping a couple of times, I stood up and straightened myself out, shook my head and flicked my hair into place with the tips of my fingers. I bade the contents of the bowl farewell with a flush, and after washing thoroughly, I was out of there.

Walking back up to my floor, the realisation that Ray and I would encounter each other at the board meeting resulted in the waning of a euphoric state with one of self-conscious awareness. Fate had played a hand in what had recently occurred, but there's no denying the capitalising upon the moment, and the tension and inner turmoil that had resulted.

I returned to my desk, intentionally avoiding any chance of eye contact, not just with Ray, but everyone else for that matter. What if he'd told somebody? My face felt a little flushed, as I set about preparing my papers for the meeting. For once, it was going to be an interesting one.

I'll post again.



AJ :-) Loves Russell ;-)
Cleansing Report--First Edition...

I drank that solution around three-thirty this morning. It tasted delicious--that is, if you like sour cherry (which I do). Anyway, I thought I'd better stay seated, but nothing was really happening, so I came in here and got on my computer--and even nodded off to sleep.

Then, I heard and felt the gurgling in my abdominal area and realized that it was time to go have a seat.

Now, when some people drink that stuff, it can become quite an event, stopping up the toilet bigtime.

Me? First part was like peeing out my anus. Then a kind of mild "SPLOOT!" Then, finished.

When I looked in the bowl, it was a kind of diluted coffee & milk color for the liquid part. I could see a few chunks that were probably about the same color.

Whatever odor there was to this deposit was very faint and smelled like a familiar name-brand liquid for stopping diarrhea to me.

Everything flushed easily.

I sat down again to see what would happen next. Nothing for awhile.

I decided to eat a couple of crisp rice and marshmallow bars, so I brought them into the bathroom and ate them.

Finally, I heard a little gurgling again, and, soon, I made another deposit.

When I looked at it, it looked like flakes of poop in the same color as the other. It didn't even color the water. Just settled to the bottom like a residue.

I flushed that. Sat down again.

With no further signs of any other action, I went in (after cleaning up, of course) and fixed some breakfast--a couple of bowls of dry, high-in-fiber cereal with a soybean-made milk substitute.

So far, nothing to send me into the bathroom--even though I think I feel more action about to start within the next thirty minutes, give or take.

I'd heard one tiny, high-pitched gurgle, and my anal opening feels as if there might be a little something building there.

I'm thinking of having some fruit juice and, then, returning to the throne to see what happens next.

And this is how it is at a little after seven-thirty in the morning on May 27, 2008.

Think I might end up skipping the fruit juice part because I'm starting to get the feeling that I might be on-call in a matter of minutes, so I'm going to take a bottle of spring water in there with me soon and get seated again.

Happy Pooping!
AJ :-) Loves Russell ;-)

Karen, Kathy and Sue

Hello everyone, the three of us are having a real nice day of enjoyable fun here at the ???? in ????. This is Karen doing the writing for the three of us. As we have a very special time to share with our toilet stool reading friends.

It all started out this morning when we all woke from a nice night of sleep. Its Memorial Day and we thought that the mall would be fairly crowded, as so many people stayed home this weekend.

Enjoying our morning coffee, we decided that no shitting would be taking place here at my home today. When we shit today, we will do it right here at ????. And we are going to have some real enjoyable fun in doing it. Now we are all morning poopers as you can tell by our previous writings. And we thought that we could get our timing down for this moment of pleasure while we are there shopping. Besides doing some clothes shopping. We are going to be looking at some home improvement and furnishing items for my house. As Kathy and Sue have come up with some great sounding ideas in decorating my house. I recently bought the house and have only been there for eight months now. So I was waiting for the time when Kath would be able to visit and give some ideas.

I know already that I was going to be working on a really good poo during our trip. And getting to know Sue's pooping habits, I am sure she can go at anytime and is probably almost in need already. Kath would be the one that has to reach her point of poo taking time. It was now 11:00 in the morning and we had gone in and out of a few stores and bought some clothing all of us. And we thought that now might be a good time for a little coffee break up at the food court which is on the north side of the mall. That is also where the rest rooms we will be using are located.

We were just finishing our coffee when Kath made mention that she needed to take care of some business. Myself and Sue knew that it meant crapping time for Kath. She was rubbing her t???y as we got up from the table. And her face was not looking all bubbly and smiles like normal. I started leading them towards the ladies rest room. Now for this to work out for us we had to hope that we could find three empty stalls in a row. Walking in the second, third and fourth one's were all empty. So far our plan was coming off as scheduled.

We each walked into one. Sue in the second, myself in the middle (third) and Kath in the fourth. Placing our packages down on the floor we all went to unzip our jeans. We all had tight pairs of jeans on and each of us a thong. I was the first one to sit. And when I did I pushed my jeans and thong right to the floor over my shoes. Remember I learned that a ways back from our friend Rachelle. Sue leaning forward to see how I was positioned saw how I had everything lowered and she went and did the same. So did Kathy. I think you can tell what we had planned out. We were all going to shit together.

The plan was to do it all together at once. Being in the middle stall it was my job to give the signals by sticking my fingers down and underneath the stall wall. On my right side so Sue could see it and respond. On my left so Kathy could see it and respond. And I was far enough back so that nobody could see me showing signs. And they would respond accordingly to me. At this very second I was clenching my butt cheeks together because I had to release a nice load of gas. And I'm sure that they might have had to do the same. Of course we didn't want to be the only ones in the rest room either. Two teenage girls just walked in one was peeing and the other sounded like she was going to poo by the noises she was making. Two ladies were also by the sinks washing their hands and fixing their make up. Sticking one finger underneath the stall for Kath to see, meant that I was needing to release some farts. She right away came back with one finger as well, meaning the same. Doing it to Sue on the right, I received the same signal. I now put out two fingers on each side of me and showed them underneath. With that we just let out some long loud farts and gas. BRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPP(KATHY), BRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPP(KATHY AGAIN) PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT, PFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT, PPFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT(ALL SUE)PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPP, PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT(ALL ME). Mine were very wet sounding and messy feeling. Though no shit had come out. Kathy came back to me with one finger again, meaning she had more farting to do. I gave her one finger back and then motioned it to Sue, who responded in agreement. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPP(BOTH KATHY)PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTT, PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT, PFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTT(ME AGAIN)PFFFTTT, PFFFTTT, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPP(SUE)Our farts were really loud and for the most part long. I could smell myself inside the stall here really well. And I'm sure with the other two there is quite a smell lingering in the ladies room. And yes the one girl did let out a ling massive load of shit in her stall. It just crackled away as it came out. her friend was just standing in front of the mirror. Other ladies were coming in and out, so everyone was hearing us doing our poops. I again felt the urge for more farting. I gave each one one finger and they thought they could as well. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP(THAT WAS ME)PFFTT, PFFTT, PFFFTTT(SUE)BRRRMMPPP, PFFFTTT(KATHY). I can't believe how gassy I was. But I did feel my shit also coming down fairly quick. Sticking two fingers underneath each stall, I was telling them that I Karen was just about ready. Kathy came back with four fingers showing meaning about four more minutes was needed for her she thought. Sue came back with three fingers. Showing her the four that Kathy gave me she then came back and said four would be fine. I didn't know if I could make it. I was really starting to feel it. I even sat back and squeezed my anus tight and brought my legs together.

Looking at my watch I timed out two minutes. And then stuck two fingers underneath each side to see what response I would get. If each one came back with two we were to start straining, pushing, groaning, or whatever you needed to do. They both came back with a two and we started to strain. I have to say that our timing was not that bad. We were corresponding with our fingers pretty well. I know others in there could hear us pushing and straining. But I don't think they had figured out what we were doing. I think most everyone and it was now a pretty steady stream of in and out ladies as it was near lunch thought we were just three ladies who were separately needing to shit.

The last two minutes were nearing and I was so glad. Because I did have to shit and shit bad. Spreading my hands apart I reached under and started wiggling them meaning "are you ready to start pooping." There job was to just squeeze my hand momentarily if they were ready. Which they both did. With that I started a count down with my thumb and fingers. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. And like clockwork or milliseconds behind we were pooping, crapping, and shitting.


Looking between the stall doors which had a little gap. I could see the teenage girls looking toward our stalls after hearing that. The one even squeezed her nose. I couldn't blame her as the stink was rising fast and more poo was going to come out of me. the other two were also ready with more as their fingers came underneath and wiggled me. I responded in agreement. A few more teenage girls came in as the other two left. A lady also came in as well and took another stall. (KATHY)FLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, my sis was going really good this morning. And stinking so very bad as I could right away smell her freshly released load. (ME, KAREN) BRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. Two long additional farts, followed by some soft wet loose and messy shit. (SUE)PFFFTTT, PFFFTTT, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPP. Another good load dropped by Sue. And none of us were flushing we wanted to let our guests enjoy our smells. Another lady just then started a real good load of diarrhea, and she was just squirting away. One after another. I didn't know if we were all done. I just continued to sit and kept pushing and the other two could also be heard pushing away. (KATHY AGAIN CAME UNDER WITH A FRANTIC WIGGLE)BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. My sister was shitting up a storm. I know she had to be very messy. And again her stench was totally overwhelming. (SUE)FLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPP. She was also going good loads and was quite stinky as well. I guess thats what you get when your in the middle, all the stink around you. (HOLD ON, ME),FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. I now know I was done. I was wondering if the other two were. And I know for sure there were three really full toilets in the restroom here. We all shit ourselves out. To see if we were ready to wipe our asses clean I took toilet paper to each side and waved it underneath to each one. If they grabbed it, it was a sign that they were also ready to begin wiping. Sue took her TP from me. Going towards Kath, she also took it out of my hand.

I could see Kath stand up and turn around like she always does. And reach between her legs. Sue and myself continued to sit and just leaned over to our left side. It was a delightful sound hearing all three of us wiping our butts clean at the sametime. And we were all doing it a quite a few times. We did have some messy and dirty holes to clean. I was on my seventh wipe when Kath stopped cleaning. She turned around to pull up her thong and jeans. Sue like me was still cleaning. She then stopped and was pulling her thong and jeans up. After a few more wipes I to pulled on my thong and jeans. And standing up now the rest room really started to smell. I don't think people realize how much smell your ass helps you cover up while pooping. It was a very strong smell of freshly dropped poo.

It was now that we all grabbed our packages and at one time we each unlocked our stall door and walked out at once. We each went to the sink and washed our hands. Nobody else was coming in at the time to use the toilets, or our stalls. There were a few ladies present though.

I don't know if you read my last part really well. But if you notice, no mention of flushing our toilets was made and that we purposely did so others could see our work.

Getting out of the rest room and away from the food court we were all smiling and slapping some high fives as we accomplished what we set out to do.

Where should we shop now girls. see you again soon.

Looks like I am the only one that hasn't shit yet this Sunday morning. I to am writing this as I sit on the toilet. I liked the way Sue did it and thought that I would try to do the same. Taking my robe off, I was totally in the nude. I have always enjoyed shitting like that in the quiet mornings. With my slippers off as well I was in total comfort. We were all coffee'd out. Before I start my journey though Karen and Sue went into the other bathroom to pee. I peed as well when I first sat down. And flushed the toilet for the sake of a clean bowl. This is taking place about 45 minutes after Sue finished her wonderful dump.

I wish I was able to shit as easy as she does. But it seems in most cases that I have to somewhat struggle and work hard to relieve myself. Not like the one earlier posting that I did however. That again was very unusual.

Getting into position after flushing my pee away. My feet were flat on the floor. My legs were spread about eight inches apart. The girls were able to see a good look of my front area, even with the laptop on my legs. My t???y was hurting a bit. I feel that I was going to do a good load. Yesterday's great dinner now having been digested. I gave myself some pushes to see how my insides were going to react. And BRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPP, BRRRRRMMPPPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, a very loud cascading of gas filled the air. That was also a signal that I was going to be pushing and straining somewhat. A little to soon to tell just how hard. I don't know if I could ever do it. But I am trying to somewhat train my rectum and anal opening to relax and work freely and easy like Sue's does. BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPP, BBBBRRRRRRMMMMMPPPPP, BRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMPPPPPP. Thats how loud it is being that I put upper case letters to the sound of my farts.

I should also say that when I get back home to Colorado I am going to make an appointment with a Doctor of Gastroenterology to have the insides of my butt area checked out. After that one very hard poo that I thought was going to kill me. I was scared. My sis and Sue both agreed and supported me. Sue is going to take me as well. We all agreed it was probably a freak happening as I never have had problems. But it would be better to get checked instead of trying to correct it myself. And I know the doctor will have options to try.

Well the pain inside of me is getting lower. I am now starting to push and strain, grunt and groan, push and strain, grunt and groan. PFFFFFFFFTTTTT, PFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT, PFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT. Another stinky bathroom is being made and I haven't even started to poo yet. I will pass the majority of my gas and farting before I even start to shit. BRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMPPPPPP, PFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT, BRRRRRRRRMMMPPPP, PFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT. That is about it. The shit I can now tell is right at the base of my dark hole and just about ready to exit. Raising my feet up onto my toes and sitting back I am going to see if I can write this as I push, strain, grunt and groan. And continue to write my piece here as my poo is coming out of my butt. There is definitely no farting coming. When I open up, it will be shit coming out into the toilet. So far so good, I can concentrate on both. I am pushing, straining, grunting, and groaning and my hole is spreading apart. Karen has been getting the pics this time. I can't wait to see how I look writing and pushing at the sametime.

Hold on here comes the first piece for all of us to enjoy. FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. Oh my what a great feeling it is I am feeling so good. Again notice the upper case letters, because the shit is a loud crackling noise. Not loose. Quite thick and firm and coming out at a steady pace. Which in turn eliminates a lot of the hard pushing at that time. Into the toilet it drops. Looking between my legs it is about 10 inches long, maybe one and a half to two inches thick. Very stinky, as it immediately filled the air. Oooops here we go with another piece FLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPP, and another FLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPP. The feeling of this bowel movement is so easy compared to the other one. And so much more comfortable feeling. Lets see, I would say they are both about 8 inches and the same thickness. I always do poo a lot at every sitting and always big pieces. Only the final couple of pieces are small little droppings. I feel more still up inside there, but I will relax it out of me. A little straining, a little pushing, a little grunting, and a little groaning.

My younger sister's toilet here in her master bath has been getting such a workout in the few days we have been here. I was almost feeling sorry for it. Here we go FLLLLLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPP, FLLLLLLLLOOOOPPPPPPP. Oh so nice, so enjoyable. I do have quite the messy butt as well. I can just feel it spread over my ass. Very mushy of course as compared to being runny. Lets see maybe another 8 inches, followed by two 6 inch pieces. Thats a very healthy poo already. There might be a few more pieces, as I feel something. And of course it might be the small finishing pieces that I will always work out. Lets see. Strain, Grunt, Groan, Push. And here we go. Fllmmpp, Fllmmpp, Flloopp. Yep that is it just three small pieces. All about three inches.

I am really enjoying writing this exactly as it is happening. But now I am going to wipe. I will be back in a few seconds. That I know I can't do.

I'm back. Standing up, I fold some toilet paper in my hand and as you know already. I reach between my leg as It is much easier for me. Wiping my vaginal area, I dry myself there and reach back onto my rectal opening. Touching my butt hole I give it a nice firm touch and pull the paper from my bottom up across the top. I was turned around facing the toilet and paper roll, so my sis was able to get a nice pic of my dirty stinky ass and messy TP. Reaching for some more paper, I repeated the same stroke as before. I was fairly messy but I would be spotless before you know it. Kar in the meantime took a pic or two of what I deposited into the bowl. She then took a pic of my almost clean hole followed by my last wiping and then a pic of my clean dark hole. And I was feeling so good as we watched it swirl in the bowl and disappear, even though three complete flushes were needed.

Well unless somebody gets caught unexpectedly I think we are all done with our duties for today. Karen is now going to drive us up to a place called Frankenmuth, where you supposedly get some real great chicken dinners. Does anybody here on the site know if we are going to be shitting good come Monday morning. Karen has been there before. But sue or myself don't know what to expect. Oh well, enjoy the day everyone. Talk to you soon.

Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppp. Hi Sue here and I am farting away Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp. As I prepare to work on my nice healthy Sunday morning bowel movement. And this farting which seems today to be a little bit more then normal to start is really making the bathroom stink. I am in here with my friends Kathy and Karen. We are not Brrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppp, Brrrmmmppp, to talk with one another today as we decided today's pooping is to take place, just like we were alone and nobody watching us or with us. Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp. I hope I can share a bathroom shitting session as well as Karen did on her recent trip in here to poo.

We are all gathered here, just having walked in with our fresh cups of coffee. Kathy and Karen are seated just sharing mild chit chat. As they can talk to one another but not me or me to them. Let me give you an idea of Brrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppp, Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmppppppppp, excuse me again my fellow readers. I am so terribly gassy this morning. As I was saying, I am sitting here with my pink nightie up around my waist, where the girls can see my ass and legs. My feet are flat on the floor, no slippers on as I enjoy the soft fluffy and cushy feel of the bathroom rugs. And my legs are spread apart about five inches. Ooopppsss, Brrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp. Wow, more gas. And my ???? is not even gurgling or hurting. I also am writing this as it takes place. Having my laptop resting on top of my legs. I am not a person to just sit there and shit. I feel that whenever I poop that way, its so much more uncomfortable and I don't poop as good as I should. So I either read a good book, magazine or have my laptop with me. Occasionally I will poop at work doing nothing but I don't enjoy it. Or when I am out at a party or something. That is why Kathy is with me during that time so often. Anyway, I am Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp, Brrrmmmppp. And this farting is as loud as always. The two of them could probably enjoy having some nose plugs at this time. Stinky, stinky, stinky and I haven't even begun to shit.

Kathy at this time is taking some pics of me in my waiting out my poop session. As you recall I hate to force my crap out of me. Just letting my bowels work naturally. It may take longer but it will all come out in the final results. Brrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppp, Brrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppp. Excuse me again friends. I must still have some remaining Mexican food inside of my bowels that was not yet released. And along with the smoked grilled salmon and roasted ???? a special recipe of Karen's that we had for dinner last night. And they were so great. I must have a very healthy shit on the horizon. I give slight easy strains and pushes. But mainly let my digestive tract, bowels and ???? work everything down. And this coffee is tasting so good as the time nears. I can now hear some small gurgling down in my lower bowels. This tell me that it is getting near.

At this time when I know it is close by. I get into letting my shit out position. I will lean a little more forward as I push a tad harder. I raise my feet off the ground to where I am on my toes. And my legs are spread a little bit further. Pfffttt, Pfffttt, Pfffttt, Pfffffffffffttttttttt. My farting will also be a little bit more wet sounding. I know the first piece of my poo will be long but moist and soft. There will be no discomfort. But it will be somewhat noisy and crackling as it passes. Pfffffffffftttttttttt, Pfffttt, Pfffttt. My wet farting is continuing. One more good sip of coffee as I get ready to work everything through my soft brown tunnel so it may exit itself.

Karen and Kathy are now quiet as they watch me. some more pics were taken of me in my pooping position. I am now in a very serious minded look. The gurgle got a little bit louder. My system is working like clockwork. I can tell you already, just before I pass that long piece out. I will let out one more loud and long fart. The wet variety. Poor Kathy I think to myself. Here we are for a week of vacation and she still has to smell me. She will laugh when she reads this part. As they cannot see what has been written so far. Whoops, hold on here comes that fart getting ready to pass. Ppppppppffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffftttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt, oh my what relief.

If you will excuse me for a few seconds I have to work on that first piece. I will let you know what happens.................................................................................................................
...................................................................................................... Okay, I am back and the big one has passed. Loud and crackly and making a real stink inside the bathroom. Kathy was able to get a good pic of my face. Putting the lap top on the floor for a moment. I looked down into the toilet. And just like I thought about 2 inches in diameter. But oh my, a good 15 inches in length. And no discomfort as it was so soft. There had to be some remaining Mexican left up inside my bowels. That first piece like that is never that long. And the way it passes from my anus It felt nowhere near that long. the rest now will be wet messy squirts and chunks and here comes one load. Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppp, Frrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppp, Frrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppp. So nice and hardly any pushing. Karen told Kath however look how her face gets though with that soft easy pooping. Kath has told me before. So I assume it is the same. A little red, somewhat contorted. But a feeling of a very relaxed look. I kept the laptop on my legs during the pooping. Frrrmmmppp, Frrrmmmppp, Frrrmmmpp. So easy from here on out. It just depends on how much. I know I have a very messy ass. It won't be spread out to much but it will be very messy aroung my anal opening and I will have to lets say spread my rectum apart to clean around the inside. But first Frrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppp, Frrrmmmppp, Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppp, Frrrmmmppp, more crap. I am 34 years old but have been crapping like this since my high school days. With only a very once in awhile struggle to poo out a hard uncomfortable one. Pffffffffffttttttt, Pfffffffffftttttttttt, Pfffttt, Pfffttt. And once I start farting again, I know the end is near. Frrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmppppppppp, Brrrmmmppp, Pfffffffffffttttttttt. The final results are now exiting my brown exit hole. As for the toilet there is a lot inside of it. It may not have sounded like a lot. But its there. Frrrmmmppp, Frrrmmmppp, Pfffttt, Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppppp. I am definitely done now. Once that last long fart passes my system. Nothing else will take place.

If you excuse me for a few seconds again to put the laptop on the floor. I am going to wipe my dirty stinky ass clean. I will then come back and tell you what that was like.

Sorry I was gone so long. But I had some very messy wiping to take care of and a good ass cleaning. But I am back on the toilet seat to finish my poo time event. While as pics were taken of me. I would say that the shit on my ass was spread outward about one and a half inches around. It was very wet looking, very, very smelly. The whole bathroom for that matter. I folded the toilet paper very neatly to use twice for every wiping. Leaning over to my left, I reached with my right hand underneath and watched my hand movement as it went from front to back as I wiped. Taking more toilet paper off the roll. I first wiped my vaginal area as I did pee as well. And with the same paper leaned over again to wipe more poop off of my ass. Folding my next set of TP I now went to my insides to get the inner portions of my rectal opening. This was a fairly typical wiping session for me. I was going to wipe at least two more times before I knew I would see no brown marks on the toilet paper. I would then wet some toilet tissue under the running water and softly scrub my butt area a little better, followed by some dry tissue to clean it.

Well my good friends, I am done now. I think my great friends Kathy and Karen enjoyed my bathroom time. Walking out of the stinky bathroom for some fresh coffee we all laugh. Kathy jokingly apologized to her sis for making her be punished by having to put up with my oh so wonderful poo.

Have a great day now. And see everyone again real soon. Make sure you ladies keep sending in your wonderful poo experiences to share with everyone.

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