Posted by Skids on January 30, 2004 at 10:17 [69.140.107.60]
Story of Becky and Kelly – Part Five
Life at school settled into a routine. A couple of classes each day, studying and reading and doing term papers, eating at the cafeterias and in the evening watching a little TV and hanging out with friends. The days and weeks passed quickly. The girls had no real opportunity to poop in their panties together and did not really dwell on the lack of opportunities – when they could they would, no big deal.
As fall began to settle in the short shorts gave way to very low cut jeans and these precluded wearing the cartoon underwear that they had bought and wanted to wear. Sometimes they wore them to bed under nightshirts. Very occasionally they wore regular cut jeans that would cover them.
They did develop a little game to keep things interesting until their next ‘grand poopola’. They called the game “spot-checking”. Both girls continued to regularly refuse to wipe themselves so they would develop skidmarks and yellow spots on their panties – though not every day. They did not discuss what days were or were not ‘skidmark’ days. The game developed such that either girl could challenge the other at any private time (in the room, in a stall in the bathrooms, etc.) with a prediction of ‘clean’ or ‘dirty’. The challenged girl had to pull down her pants and panties and bend over then and there for inspection. If the challenger guessed right the challenged girl got 5 quick spanks, if the challenger guessed wrong she pulled her own pants and panties down and got 10 quick spanks herself. The spanks were just for fun and both girls enjoyed the game – they liked having someone else nosing about their very private business.
As the weeks went by Ricky, the boy that Becky had met at the swimming pool, spent more and more time hanging out with the two girls. He was in a few of their classes and so they studied together some and they ate lunch together often. Ricky pushed both girls, who tended to be physically inactive when left to themselves, to swim and exercise. There were dozens of exercise classes, intramural sports to play, organized hikes and free-swim times at the pool that they could take advantage of. Ricky often reminded them of the dreaded ‘freshman fifteen’ – the fifteen pounds that often get added to the weight of college freshmen (boys and girls) which sneak on to their bodies as they adjust to college food and college life.
Neither girl was interested in the slightly built Ricky as a love interest but they found themselves listing him as a very good friend and Ricky was content to have them as constant companions. One day at lunch he gave them a key to his townhouse condo just off the campus. “Please put this somewhere safe, just in case I ever lose my keys or have them stolen. It’s good to have a backup set somewhere safe.” The girls thought this was a good and sensible idea. They ended up giving Ricky a copy of the key to their room for the same reason.
Ricky had townhouse/apartment off of campus and lived by himself even though he was only a freshman. He could afford this luxury because his parents had saved a good amount of money for his college experience. He had chosen the state university with the apartment instead of going to the private college his parents would have preferred (and lived there on campus). He didn’t talk about his reasons but one of the big ones was that Ricky, just like the girls, really didn’t like the common bathrooms of college dorm life. He didn’t like being naked in front of a lot of strangers to shower. Even as a member of the swim team Ricky did all that he could to avoid being naked in front of the others.
One Friday afternoon in late October Kelly returned from doing her laundry. She dropped the basket of clean clothes and towels on her bed and asked Becky: “Have you seen my pink Victoria’s Secret hi-cuts or that white pair that I wore on Monday and got so dirty?”
“No, why?”
“Well, this is the second time this has happened. When I got to the Laundromat I looked for the panties that needed some special attention with the Shout I couldn’t find them. The first time I just figured I had left them here or they got dropped along the way or somehow got mixed up with your things. Two times is too weird.”
Becky thought for a moment. “You know, now that you mention it, I’m down a couple of pairs also. I thought maybe you had borrowed them or something. They’ll probably turn up.”
That weekend the girls studied and partied a bit with their friends. They came back to the room late Saturday night slightly tipsy from having a few too many beers. They were also horny as could be and they turned to one another for relief.
Kelly locked the door and said “Let’s play a little here.”
She got out the package of men’s small briefs that they had bought at Walmart weeks before and not yet had the opportunity to use. Both girls stripped quickly and tried on the briefs.
“These feel really stupid don’t they? The fabric is so heavy and there’s all this extra material in the front.”
“I think that’s because boys are so sloppy. They always dribble some pee and get it on their underpants. They don’t ever wipe when they pee!”
They looked at each other and giggled – “we don’t always either!”. Becky told Kelly – “they feel stupid but you look pretty good in them!” “So do you!” They embraced tightly and Kelly’s small breasts snuggled with Becky’s bigger and fuller boobs. Their hands rubbed each other’s butts and pussies through the heavy fabric of the briefs. Kelly found the opening in front of Becky’s pair and slid her fingers inside. Before things went much further they paused. “I have to pee first.”
Kelly went to the closet and got out some towels and laid them on the floor. She slid her boy briefs off and tossed them to the side and then quickly pulled them off of Becky as well. Then she got down on the towels and motioned Becky to stand over her. She spread her legs wide to expose her shaven pussy and asked Becky to pee on it, full force. Becky grinned and spread her labia so that she could aim as best she could. Soon a strong beer scented pee shot out and began striking and splashing against Kelly’s most private parts. The warm pee splashed far and wide, running in solid streams down Kelly’s crack and over her asshole. The towels were soaked by the time that Becky’s 30 second pee ended. Kelly’s hands ran over her clit and vagina and asshole, loving the wet pee feeling.
“Now you” said Becky. The two exchanged places, drops of her own pee falling off Kelly onto Becky as they maneuvered into position. Kelly had had just as much to drink and had just as much pee to let loose. Just as she was to begin Becky said – “Wait” and then she rolled over onto her stomach. “Pee on my ass and asshole if you can!” Kelly decided to squat over Becky to get closer and more forceful. From just a few inches away her stream hit Becky’s asshole and ran down to her pussy. As she peed Kelly heard Becky moan softly with pleasure. When she finished the pee Kelly pushed a finger right up Becky’s wet and yielding asshole, pulling and pushing, rotating and exploring she made finger love to Becky’s butt. Becky slid her own hand underneath herself and rubbed her clit furiously until she came with a cry and a lot of shuddering and twitching.
After she recovered she stood up and embraced Kelly again, sliding two fingers into Kelly’s dripping wet (pee and sex juices combined) sex. With a deep French kiss and a slap or two on the bare wet butt with her other hand Kelly took just a few minutes of action to climax with her own soft “yes, Yes, YES!”
Two weeks later, on a Thursday night, Kelly opened her drawer and said “Look! The panties I was missing were here all the time. Just under these others.”
Becky got up and looked at Kelly’s drawer then went to her own. “Here are mine too! This is too weird. They are clean and folded – not messy. But neither of us remembers washing them. One of us might just forget or be losing it, but two of us being this out of it is too much. Somebody else is involved in all of this. But who?”
“Well, it could be any of guys or girls who hang out here with us. There were, like, 10 people studying here last night for the Chemistry exam. The RA’s have keys to all the rooms in the dorm. Could be maintenance staff - they have skeleton keys to the whole campus. Could be Ricky or someone who took our room key from him.”
“It feels creepy that someone is messing with our stuff – especially our dirty panties! I don’t think anyone could be finding and taking them while we’re here – it’s not like we leave them sitting on the desk or hanging on the sink.”
The girls left the dilemma hanging to go to their homes for Thanksgiving vacation. They figured that they would straighten things out by the end of the semester in two weeks or maybe get another room for the spring semester if they still felt their privacy and space violated.
When Becky came back she had a surprise for Kelly. “It’s a ‘nanny-cam’, one of those miniature cameras! My parents used this one a couple of years ago to catch a housekeeper who was stealing money from them. Once they got rid of her they disconnected all of this and stuck it in the garage! I just took it. It’s easy to set up. We just wire this here into the light switch, put the camera over here (isn’t it a cute little teddy bear!), and then hook that up to the VCR.”
When they left for classes that Monday it was with high hopes that the hidden camera would catch whoever was looking for and taking their skidmarked panties.
Monday – nothing.
Tuesday – nothing.
Wednesday – nothing.
Thursday – something!!!! The hidden camera caught Ricky coming into their room while they were both in classes! There he was going through the dirty clothes hampers of each girl, tossing back shirts and pants and pulling out all of the panties. Look at him sniffing their panties! See, he found Sunday’s skidmarked pair! He’s put it over face, with the crotch and seat right at his nose! He pulled down his own pants and turned away from the camera. What’s he doing? He’s jerking off into your dirty pair! He has a cute butt doesn’t he! Can’t see his thing but their isn’t any doubt about what he just did. There he is, taking the dirty ones, leaving the others.
The girls looked at each other with a mixture of relief, disbelief, annoyance. What should we do now?
Becky remembered: “He’s got swim team practice tonight from 6 to 8. We’ve got a key to his place. We can go and get them back. I don’t know.”
They walked through the campus and let themselves in at 6:15. They looked about the small one-level townhome. For a boy he kept the place pretty neat and clean. It needed dusting but other than that, not bad. There were a couple of pizza boxes and some beer bottles in the trash, but the dirty dishes were in the dishwasher ready to go. They realized that in knowing him for a couple of months that they had never been inside.
They found their way into his bedroom. The bed wasn’t made but everything else was pretty much in order. They went over to his dresser and found the socks drawer, the undershirt drawer, and then his folded clean undies. They weren’t raggedy like he had had them for years but they WERE very stained – pee stains in the front and poo stains in the crotch and rear. Very interesting! Wherever their own panties were, they couldn’t find them. They must be pretty well hidden.
They looked in the closet and then in the bathroom until they found his current dirty clothes hamper. They picked through his things and turned up two pairs with fresh brown poo! They couldn’t help it – at the same time together they sniffed his stinky skidmarked undies! Yep, it’s poo! (What else would it be? Chocolate pudding?)
“Well, we can wait for him to come back. We have an hour.”
They sat down on the couch in the living room, tossing Ricky’s dirty undies onto the floor in front of them. Five minutes later they looked at each other and smiled. They slid their own pants and panties off and slid on his dirty ones! Then they put their pants back on and their own panties into their coat pockets.
At 8:30 they heard the key in the lock and Ricky came through the door.
“Hey, what are you guys doing here? I didn’t think I had left the lights on.”
“We know you have been coming into our dorm room when we weren’t there and taking some of our underpants.”
Ricky blushed a deep red. He seemed to think for a moment about denying it but then just decided to come clean.
“I’m sorry. I got carried away. I didn’t mean you any harm.” Now he looked devastated, almost like he was about to cry. The girls moved toward him and began to comfort him.
“One day when we were eating lunch together I dropped my napkin. When I bent down to retrieve it from under Becky’s chair I caught a whiff that I knew very well – poopy pants! I couldn’t believe that you might not have gotten to the bathroom on time! I waited until the next day and then, when I knew you were both in classes and that most of the dorm would be empty, I let myself into your room with the key you gave me and I found them. And then I found another pair! And then I looked at your stuff Kelly and found a pair there too! It was like being in heaven. Not just anybody’s stinky panties but yours and yours!”
Ricky paused and took a deep breath. “I have a confession to make. I like to mess in my pants. I always have. I can remember as far back as being in first grade and deliberately pooping in my pants. I remember trying to get my friends to do it with me – but they never would. My parents started out pretty tolerant but as time went by they punished me more and more to get me to stop it – spankings, no TV, you name it and they tried it. Just about the time I became a teenager they even tried to make me show them my butt after I pooped so they could see if I had wiped myself good enough – like I was going to agree to do that! They always thought it was just because I wasn’t wiping good – really it happened because I always liked to hold it in when I had to go and didn’t mind making a mess.”
Ricky stopped again and looked for some sign of understanding from the two girls. They were listening carefully but doing a good job of not showing their own excitement. Let him suffer a bit more first.
“Now that I’m on my own with my own space I’ve been doing it a lot more. It’s kind of a lonely thing and I’ve read that a lot more guys do this than women do. But you two seem to have an awful lot of accidents or maybe some medical problems”
“I’ll understand if you don’t ever want to see me again. Here’s is your key back, I promise I don’t have any copies of it or anything. And, let me get you the panties that I have, they are under my pillow.”
When he brought the panties out from his pillow the girls looked at each other and instinctively reached a decision. Kelly took the lead: “We can accept your apology but what you did was wrong. We can still be friends with you and even share this common interest that we have, but only as 3 good friends. Deal?”
Ricky couldn’t believe his good fortune. He nodded enthusiastically.
Becky picked up: “While we were waiting for you we looked in your hamper and found your little accidents from this week. See?” And they stood up and pulled down their jeans to reveal Ricky’s undies! They turned around and pulled down the waist in the back to show him his own stains now rubbing against their rear ends and crotches. They kicked off their shoes and stepped out of their jeans, excited to be standing in front of him in his own dried messes.
“Take off all of your clothes except your undies.” Becky instructed him.
Ricky leaped to comply.
“Turn around and let me check them.” “Clean today!” she said. “How come?”
“I haven’t pooped yet today. When I have swimming practice I am extra careful. Don’t want the guys to know.”
Kelly got up, came around the standing Ricky, and pulled his underpants down to his ankles. He stepped out of them. “We both think you have a cute butt. Now, I’m no expert and I don’t mean any offense, but, aren’t those things supposed to be a lot bigger?”
Ricky nodded in embarrassment. “Like boobs and butts and a lot of things, they vary in size. This is all I got and it’s small. They all pondered Ricky’s little penis. His dick and his balls could fit in any girls mouth with room to spare. It couldn’t be more than an inch and a half long not erect, two and a half at most erect. No thicker than the either of the girls’ index fingers. It was surrounded by dark curly pubic hair, the only hair on his body other than on his head.
Showing Ricky their own shaved pubes they told him that if he was going to play with them he had to shave his own. Ricky agreed without hesitation. He got his razor and shaving cream as well as some scissors. They clipped first, shaved second and soon he was just as smooth as they. They did not neglect his ass and asscrack. The girls both thought that his little dick and balls were very small but very pretty.
Becky and Kelly conferred and then Becky said to Ricky. “Because you invaded our privacy first and most completely you need some sort of punishment before we can really let you be one of us. It has to start with a good spanking. Yes or no?”
“Yes. I deserve it.”
The girls noticed that his little dick was quite erect and even began dripping at the prospect of the spanking.
“You’re gonna like it aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I think so. Still, it does seem to be the right thing for us to do now.”
“Get me your belt, go lay on the bed, put a pillow under you so that your butt is higher up in the air.”
Ricky eagerly did as he was told.
Becky said “I’m going to give you twenty five hard ones and then Kelly will give you twenty five more. Can you take that much pretty boy?”
“I can, and more.” said Ricky bravely.
“Well, we’ll see.” With that his whipping with the belt began. Becky brought the belt down with a snap each time and Ricky’s butt soon had red belt marks criss-crossing it everywhere. Ricky took it well, not budging from his designated spot, not kicking his legs or whining, not even rolling from side to side.
After 25 Becky handed the belt over to Kelly who worked from the other side. She moved up and down his butt, even putting a few welts on his upper thighs. A swimsuit wouldn’t cover them but he was off for a few weeks anyway.
When they were done there was a moment of quiet and both girls reached out to soothe his very red and sore ass. No doubt about it, the boy had a pretty ass and a pretty little dick!
“Now it’s time to play. Put your underpants back on!”
The girls lay some towels on the rug to protect it and had Ricky lay down, face up.
They tugged the underpants down to expose his little dick and balls. Becky pulled down the underpants she had on and squatted down over him and began to strain to poo. Slowly her asshole opened up and a light brown and soft turd began to dangle down over his weenie. It dropped with a light sound and soon another smaller one followed. Soon the pile of poo was complete. Becky stood up and pulled up the stained underwear she wore. She wanted to add her own stains to his in the pants! She reached down and grabbed the waist band of the underpants he had on and pulled them up and over the warm pile of poo. He smiled, it felt soo soo good!
“Turn over, lay in it, push your little wee-wee into my poop” she ordered. Gratefully, Ricky complied, and issued a delighted moan of pleasure. Some escaped over the waistband and even a little came out of the front of the leg holes. Most stayed in the front of the underpants.
“Your turn Kelly”.
Kelly reached down and pulled the waistband of his underpants down to bare just his ass. She squatted over him and soon she was able to push out a darker, smellier, firmer turd than had Becky. When she was done it lay coiled on his red spanked ass. Then she too lifted up the waistband and pulled his underpants up and over the poop. She reached down and smooshed the warm poop into his ass, as she did so Ricky lifted up his butt to help her.
“Stand up” they said together.
Ricky stood up.
“Add your own poop now!”
His underpants sagged already with two full loads of poop in them. Ricky had to hold the waistband up to keep them from beginning to slide down. He began to push and then came the third full load roaring quickly out into his now brown underpants. There was a quite impressive load of shit in there!
As he stood there Becky moved behind him and reached inside his messy pants, holding them up with the other hand. Her fingers dug through the poop and sought out his asshole to be able to shove a finger deep up within it. She found it and pushed easily inside his willing hole. Kelly moved to the front and reached inside, searching out his little weiner. When she found it she rubbed it as if it were a clit and soon Ricky arched his back and let his cum loose deep in his poopy pants.
“It’s all settled now. We have a place to play and a new friend to play with.”
“Damn, it smells in here!”
STAY TUNED. MORE TO COME!