Posted by mudman on May 30, 2008 at 18:58 [24.47.12.50]
I have been eyeing my neighbor Cindy for quite some time. She hangs her panties out to dry every Saturday. It kills me to be so close but so far. I often load a pair of panties just watching her hang her pretty panties. Cindy is blonde, with a large butt. Her panties vary from briefs to bikini style, no thongs.I fantasize that she enjoys loading her panties as I do.
One Saturday, after hanging her panties to dry, Cindy answered her cell then rushed away and sped off in her car. I wondered what her call was about, but more so about my chance to snag a pair of her panties. After Cindy was out of sight I rushed to her clothesline. My dream come true. I quickly grabbed a pair of pink briefs and yellow bikini style panties and disapeared. I was thrilled and stuffed the panties down my shorts.
My mind wandered as I ran, feeling the nylon goodness against my privates (nylon goodness? I must be getting old).As I arrived to the privacy of my room I pulled the panties out of my shorts and held them to my nose. A familiar smell was present. The smell of pooped panties after they were cleaned. Come on, you all know the smell. It's faint but there.
I looked the panties over and saw a definate poop stain on both pairs. A dream come true, a girl who loves to poop her own panties. I quickly pulled my shorts off and slid on both pair. My cock throbbed and my butt urged. With the poop I had ready, I looked in the mirror and caressed my butt, thinking of Cindy. That was it, SSSPPPlllFFFtttT. I loaded her panties with a very large soft load.
The bulge I created was immense. As I admired my work I sat on a chair and squished my load as I peered out the window at the remaining panties Cindy had hanging. I massaged my cock and balls through my mushy mess untill I came. Time for a shower. I went into the shower and let the water fill my poop saturated panties. The feeling was to much and I came again in my panties.
During my shower I washed out the panties. When I was done I just hung the panties back on the line. When Cindy finally got home she removed her panties from the line, stopping to examine the ones I abused. Cindy looked up to my window and winked as she bent over to pick up her laundry basket. As she bent over she fully loaded her pink briefs with a load so loud I heard it from my window. Then she just waddled away squishing her load with every step.
Cindy, PLEASE COME BACK.
Maybe one day.
Later.
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