Posted by Julie on March 03, 2008 at 09:35 [205.188.117.7]
I DID IT!!! I pooped in my pants Saturday evening and I REALLY, REALLY, enjoyed myself. Now I can’t wait to do it again.
My seven year old son spent the weekend at my parent’s house which gave me the perfect opportunity that I’ve been waiting for. When they picked him up Saturday morning I hadn’t pooped since Thursday so I knew there was a very good chance I would need a BM before the day was over. It seemed kind of silly but I had butterflies in my stomach thinking about being so naughty and could hardly wait to get the urge so I could go in my pants. I’d already decided by that time that if for some reason I didn’t have a BM on Saturday that I would take a laxative that night to insure I would have a bowel movement on Sunday. I really didn’t want to resort to doing that but I had made up my mind that I was going to poop my pants over the weekend no matter what.
Late on Saturday afternoon I went shopping with a friend and after we finished shopping we decided to get something to eat. By the time we finished dinner I could feel pressure building in my bowels and I knew for certain I would have the opportunity to poop in my pants when I got home. When we got back to my house my friend said she really didn’t feel like going home yet. She and her husband are having some difficulties and she said she needed to talk. I was disappointed to postpone things but I knew I could hold it for awhile. We opened a bottle of wine and drank it as we talked for the next hour or so. By then I was long past having pressure building in my bowels, I was really in need of a BM and knew I couldn’t hold it much longer. I was feeling disappointed and just about ready to use the bathroom when my friend told me she needed to head home. The timing couldn’t have been better.
I walked with my friend out on to my porch then waited for her to drive away. After going back inside I immediately went upstairs to the bathroom. I had thought about taking my jeans off but decided to leave them on then I stood there and began to “grunt”. Even though I badly wanted to poop my pants I still was feeling a little strange about doing it and I couldn’t get started in a standing position. I then bent over putting my hands on my knees and I again began to “grunt”. This time I could feel my sphincter opening and my poop starting to come out. It was more difficult to get started then I thought it would be but with continued grunting I could finally feel the tip of my poop slowly pushing between my cheeks. I struggled to get the first inch or so out but then it got easier and I felt a nice long turd push into my panties. I couldn’t believe that I was really doing it but I knew I had poop in my pants and it felt absolutely wonderful. I grunted again and this time had no problem pushing out another nice long turd. I had planned on only doing a small amount of poop in my pants to make sure I didn’t end up with a bigger mess then I wanted but it felt so good that I decided not to stop. I still needed to poop and by then I wanted it all in my pants. I started grunting again and was delighted as another very long turd followed by some smaller ones quickly pushed into the seat of my underpants. It felt so nice, all warm and sticky against my butt and I was in heaven. I touched my hand to my butt and could feel a nice big lump. I then looked at my bottom in the mirror and there was a bulge in the seat of my jeans that made it quite obvious I had pooped in my pants. I touched my hand to it again and said “oh my god Julie, you are so naughty”. With the odor from my BM now very prominent I said “it smells like someone did poo-poo’s in their pants” in the same manner that my mom used to do when my youngest son messed his diapers. Thinking about that made me laugh then as I continued rubbing my fingers over the bulge I thought “oh my, I think someone certainly did do poo-poo’s in her pants. I think Julie did a big stinky poo-poo”.
I stood there for a moment moving my butt around while enjoying the feeling of my warm poop. It felt so good and after waiting to do it for so long I knew I wanted to leave the mess in my pants for a while before cleaning up. I had a load of laundry in the dryer that needed folded and put away and clean dishes in the dishwasher that also needed put away so I decided I would leave the poop in my panties while I did both chores. It felt funny walking with the big load of poop weighing down my panties but I was really enjoying the warm feeling against my butt. I really loved bending over and standing back up when I got the dishes from my dishwasher as my jeans pressed the poop tight against my butt. The entire time I just couldn’t believe I had purposely pooped my pants and I was enjoying wearing them filled with poop. By the time I had finished with the dishes the kitchen smelled from the odor and I again had to say to myself “oh my, it certainly smells like someone did poo-poo’s in their pants”. I don’t know why I kept wanting to say that but at the time it struck me as funny. I was about to head into the laundry room to get the clothes from the dryer but by then I was having a strong desire to sit down in my poop. I really didn’t know why I wanted to sit in poop but the thought of doing it excited me. I walked over to one of the chairs at the kitchen table then began to slowly lower myself down on it. The poop began pushing up my butt crack and out onto my cheeks as it smashed in my panties. I couldn’t believe how good it felt and how much it was exciting me. I realized then that sitting in my poop was going to cause me to orgasm! All along I had felt myself getting wet but I never expected I would get so turned on that I would have an orgasm. I instinctively began to move my hips causing the poop to spread out even further on my butt then blurted out “oh my god Julie you are so naughty. You’re sitting in your poo-poo’s and it feels so good”. I pushed my fingers into my jeans and rapidly massaged my clitoris through them. It was one of the stronger orgasms I’ve ever had.
I sat there for a few seconds enjoying the moment and couldn’t believe how turned on I was. It seemed so insane to be getting sexually turned on by having poop in my pants but I couldn’t deny how pleasurable the feelings had been and still were. My clitoris was feeling “very happy” and wanting more attention, and at the moment I was in the mood to make it even happier. I gave up all thoughts of emptying the dryer. I wanted to be a very naughty girl and masturbate while sitting in my poo-poo’s. As I walked back upstairs I could feel the poop was now sticking to my butt and the odor seemed to have gotten stronger after I had sat in my mess. I continued to massage my clit anticipating the fun I was about to have.
When I got upstairs I got a folding chair from the hall closet and positioned it in front of a full length mirror in my bedroom. I then stood in front of the mirror as I undid my jeans and watched myself as I slowly pulled them down to reveal my poop filled panties. My white full cut cotton panties were lumpy and stained from where I had sat in my poop. Seeing my panties filled from my BM excited me even more and I then started rubbing my clit through my panties while I pushed my other hand into the thick poop in the crack of my butt. I normally think my butt is too fat but at that moment I actually thought my large bottom looked quite sexy with my panties so full of poop and I continued getting more turned on as I smeared the mess around with my hand. I couldn’t resist my desire any longer to again sit down in my poo-poo’s and slowly lowered my bottom onto the chair. As I leaned back poop pushed past the top of my butt crack and I continued massaging my clitoris as I began moving my butt around in my poop. Feeling the poop all over my butt was wonderful and I kept telling myself what a naughty girl I was for masturbating with poop in my panties. The pleasurable feelings were incredible and I knew I was getting close to another orgasm. I pulled my panties to the side then spread myself so my swollen pink clit was visible and began gently massaging directly on it. I love watching myself play with my happy clit and masturbate in that manner often, but doing it while sitting in my “poo-poo’s” was even more exciting to me. As I began to climax I pushed two fingers deep into my very wet pussy and fingered myself to multiple orgasms. I’m not sure I’ve ever been so turned on and I sat there for a few minutes longer feeling quite contented before deciding to clean up.
I went into the bathroom and removed my panties. Pretty much the entire backside of my panties were covered with poop from all the moving around I had done while sitting in the mess. There was also poop stuck all over my butt with very thick poop in my butt crack. It was very gooey and not easy to clean up. Even though I had enjoyed myself so much, I started to feel guilty about what I’d done as I cleaned up my mess. I then started thinking that pooping my pants was a pretty strange thing to do and I probably wouldn’t do it again. After finishing my clean-up I didn’t think much about it the rest of the night. When I woke up Sunday morning and went into the bathroom, my still damp panties were hanging on the towel rack reminding me of what I’d done. My feelings of guilt from the night before had disappeared and as I picked them up to take them to the laundry room I could still smell a trace of the odor from the poop that had been in them. I held them up and couldn’t help but laugh as I said to myself “oh my, it smells like someone did poo-poo’s in these panties”. I already knew that I wanted to do it again and if I would have needed to have a BM on Sunday before my son came home, I probably would have done it in my pants. I don’t know why it excited me so much or why I’m so fascinated by it right now but I admit that I enjoyed it more then I ever imagined I would. I hope I don’t have to wait too long for an opportunity to do it again.