Posted by Julie on May 01, 2008 at 12:52 [64.12.117.7]
I had hoped to poop my pants again over this past weekend as I had done the two prior weeks but unfortunately things didn’t work out. Last night I began feeling a strong urge for a BM shortly before my son went to bed and since I had been unable to “enjoy myself” over the weekend I decided that if I could hold it until after he was asleep I was going to go in my pants. By the time he went to bed I had been holding in my poop for almost an hour and I was more then ready to empty my bowels.
With the pressure I was feeling in my abdomen I wasn’t sure how much longer I could wait but I wanted to make sure my son had time to fall asleep before I got naughty. In order to help me control my bowels I decided to lay on my tummy on the sofa and watch TV while I waited. Actually, I didn’t pay too much attention to the TV. I was thinking about how good it was going to feel to poop my pants and it wasn’t long before my hand was between my legs massaging my clit through my jeans. I only managed to wait about fifteen minutes before I was too horny to resist my desires any longer and knowing that my son usually falls asleep rather quickly I assumed it was safe for me to have fun.
Instead of standing I got up on my hands and knees on the sofa then began to “grunt”. A large firm turd slid into my panties and my jeans held it against my butt. I continued grunting and pushed out two more good sized turds that also felt firm, warm, and sticky in my undies. I began to lightly rub the bulge in my jeans as I thought about how delightful it felt to have poo-poo’s in my pants again. With the poop being as firm as it was I figured there would be no problem with making a mess by squishing it and I began pushing my hand firmly against the turds forcing the poop up my crack. My god, it felt so good and I was really enjoying pushing my hand and fingers into my poop. I then stood up and began massaging my clit through my jeans while I continued mashing the poop around in my panties. By then I was getting very turned on. My clit was feeling happy and I started to quietly talk to myself in my usual manner. “Oh yeah Julie, play in your stinky, mash it around and smear it on your butt. That’s the way to play in your stinky. Oh and smell it. Smell that stinky in your pants. Mmmm, you are so naughty making poo-poo’s in your pants and playing in your stinky poo-poo’s”. I quickly walked out into the kitchen and enjoyed a very nice orgasm as I sat my butt down in my poop.
As I sat in my poop filled pants I decided that instead of cleaning up right away it would be fun to wear my messy panties for a while. I then went back in the front room and laid down again on the sofa on my tummy. I laid there for about a half hour just enjoying the feel and the smell of poop in my pants while watching TV. I intermittently massaged my clit throughout the time and when I finally went upstairs to clean up I was anxious to masturbate to another orgasm. I went into the bathroom and removed my jeans. There were a couple places with small stains in them but nothing too bad. I looked at my bottom in the mirror and my white cotton full cut panties were lumpy and stained. I began pushing on the lumpy poop again with my hand as I rubbed my clit through my panties. It felt really good and didn’t take long for me to again near the point of orgasm. I then did something kind of strange. I removed my panties and held them up, looking at them while massaging my clit. It was kind of crazy but I was getting really turned on looking at my panties filled with poop. I then began talking to myself, more of a whisper actually so I didn’t wake my son. “My god Julie, look at all that stinky poop in your panties. I can’t believe you pooped your pants again. And you like it, you like to poop in your pants. That is so naughty”. About that time as I began to orgasm I spread my legs slightly and pushed two fingers deep into my pussy. I was rapidly fingering myself and said “now smell your stinky Julie, I mean really smell your stinky” then I brought the panties closer to my face and smelled my poop in them. It was so disgusting yet in some weird way so intoxicating also and for whatever reason it seemed to intensify my orgasm.
As I cleaned up and thought about what I’d done I couldn’t help but think how weird I’ve been getting lately. It almost seems like the stranger and more disgusting I get, the more turned on I get. I just can’t believe I get so sexually stimulated by something that most people would think is totally disgusting. It hasn’t been that long ago that I would have thought it was totally disgusting and now I’m hooked on it. I like to poop my pants and I can’t imagine ever stopping. My oldest son will be returning home from college this weekend and unfortunately that means I probably won’t have the opportunities over the next few months to do it as often as I have been lately. But I’m certain that I will take advantage of every opportunity I do get.