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Trisha
hello all I’m new to this site but here goes my poop story the other day
i was at home just relaxing and then felt i urge to take a poop so then i
went into the bathroom n sat down and started to pee then i pushed a Lil
bit then i herd a plop.plop..plop then i looked 3 small pieces of poo
fell into the water then i thought i was done but still felt one more
hard turd up their so i push a Lil harder n stil nuttin so then i put my
pants n thong around my ankles then spread my legs a lil then took some
Twp wrapped some around my finger n worked it in my butt then started to
dig out the hard poop then after i was digging it came out wit a large
plop…then i felt relieved then some some tp wiped n flushed ….
……any other people have has had to the same thing let me know…..
…thanks..
Trisha–
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Zip
Earthquake crap!
We just had an earthquake here in Southern California. As luck would have
it, I was taking a dump when it happened!
I was at the Home Depot and had just finished up wiping. I heard the
stall partitions start to creak and was wondering if the guy in the next
stall was coming on to me or pushing against them for some other reason.
I felt the ground vibrate/shake a little bit, and I wondered if it was a
forklift outside. Then the stall started to shake some more and then I
realized that it was an earthquake. The guy in the next stall yelled out,
“Hey, are we having an earthquake?” I replied, Yeah, it feels like it. He
said, I’m getting out of here. I don’t want to be caught in here if
there’s an earthquake. I had already pulled up my briefs and shorts and
was buckling them, when I saw that my neighbor had yanked up his boxers
and jeans and opened the door. He stood there buckling his belt. He was
probably about 19, slim, good-looking kid with dark brown hair and Harry
Potter glasses, with a ring in his lip. He looked at me and smiled and we
walked out of the restroom. We were directed out into the parking lot.
I guess it’s better to be in the restroom than in the aisles in Home
Depot, when there is an earthquake. All that stuff piled high on the
shelves can easily come down.
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Grizzly Adams
Movies
Hey y’all. I was watchin some movies with my gf one night and we watched
the 2007 remake of the Heartbreak Kid. I saw a scene where Lila(Malin
Akerman) goes to the toilet. She gets up and her husband Eddie (Ben
Stiller) asks where she’s going. She turns around and says “pee-pee” and
walks into the bathroom and closes the door. Then we hear the toilet lid
hit the tank and a realistic sounding pee for 5 seconds. Then Lila farts
loud and covers it up by saying “I just queefed big time!” We both
laughed. To Cheryl: I LOVE your posts. So descriptive. It’d be cool if
you could tell a poop story. I can just imagine all the juicy details.
Lol.
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Rob
A really SHITTY day!
Today I had to drive to another town about 60 miles away. On the
Interstate on the way back I decided to stop and get some lunch. I got a
sub and some potato chips. Only problem was I did not read the label on
the ????ing chips and they were those lowfat chips that are made with
olestra or “Olean.” Maybe olestra doesn’t bother some people but every
time I have eaten potato chips cooked in that stuff it gave me the shits.
They should re-name it O-shit! So I finished my Sun and the chips and
headed home. About halfway there I got caught in this awful traffic jam.
While I was sitting in traffic I realized I needed to take a shit BAD.
And it started getting worse, and WORSE.
As I was contemplating get tin outta the car and just dropping my shorts
and taking a very public shit in the median finally the traffic started
moving and I soon saw a sign that said there was a McDonald’s at the next
exit so I took it. I wheeled into the McDonald’s lot and parked the car.
I got out carefully squeezing my sphincter to keep from shitting in my
pants and walked into the restraint. Fortunately the entrance to the mens
room was close to the door and there was nobody in the one stall. I
thought I had made it but as I closed and latched the stall door I farted
uncontrollably a couple of times and as I was trying to undo my button
fly cargo shorts a couple of squirts of warm shit shot out into my
Calvins just as I yanked my shorts and underwear down and sat on the seat.
Then there was a volcanic eruption from my ass that had to have rivaled
Mt. St. Helens. Once I was done wiping I suddenly realized that a couple
of squirts of shit had hit the seat of my cargo shorts…there was also
some shit on the floor in front of the toilet and on my flip flops. So I
took some TP and wiped it off my as best as I could, pulled my shorts
back up, and rinsed my flip flops at the sink. As I opened the door of
the men’s room I saw this woman and two kids heading toward the door so I
waited until they walked out into the parking lot and then walked out
behind them so they would not see the brown shit stains on the back of my
shorts.
Fortunately I had this rubberized raincoat in the back of the car so I
laid that on the seat so the shit on the back of my shorts would not get
on the cloth upholstery. Just as I started the car I happened to glance
and the gas Gage and it was almost on empty. So I have shit myself, and
now I am afraid I am gonna run outta gas. Who the hell is gonna give me a
ride to get gas with shit all over my pants? A few miles down the road I
see a shell station so I pull in and fuel the car with my ass facing the
car so nobody can see the poop stains on the back of my shorts. I am so
worried someone is going to notice that I had shit myself that I over
flowed the gas tank and spilled gas all over my flip flops. Oh well, at
least now they smell like gas instead of SHIT. Thank goodness for pay at
the pump! Anyway I finally got home and got in the shower fully clothed
and rinsed out my cargo shorts and Calvin’s and washed off my flip flops.
What a SHITTY day!
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Linda
Post Title (optional) Slowly getting back to normal
Linda from Australia here again. I’m slowly gettiing back to normal after
being constipated. Well after that night when I went to bed with poos
stuck up my butt, I was able to go the next day after work. It only took
me about 10 minutes to a poo, which is great for me. I went again on
Friday and twice today (Saturday) which was so good because I’ve only
been going once a day (mostly). I spent 10 minutes on the toilet this
morning and 10 minutes doing a poo about half an hour ago. I felt
finished after that dump too. I only seem to be dropping small loads
lately, even when I’m constipated. I normally produce HUGE poos so I
can’t wait to be able to drop a massive load again.
I’ve been getting extremely constipated at the beginning of each week and
it takes a few days for me to get back to normal. Then I have a few days
of normal dumps until the next week and then its constipation for me all
over again. I go most days but it takes lots of effort, up to 40 minutes
on the toilet, sometimes 3 nights in a row. This has been happening for
about a month now, before that, I was getting constipated about twice a
month. I eat healthy food and drink lots of water. I don’t normally go
more than 2 days without a poo. Has anyone else had this problem?? I know
I shouldn’t be getting constipated as often as this – I’ve been getting
more and more constipated over the last 6 months.
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Wendy
I was out shopping today when I needed to pee, so I went to the public
toilets in town to find a que. There was a girl of about 16 maybe 17 in
front of me & she was clearly very desperate to poo. She was hopping &
fidgeting & was holding her bum with both hands. The girl was a pretty
young woman with ginger hair & a petite build. She was getting really
panicky by now & I knew she must be about to mess herself soon. It took
20 minutes before she managed to get a vacant cubicle & somehow she made
it. The sound effects that I heard were very graphic. She had diarrhoea &
it exploded into the toilet for about 10 seconds. She have a big sigh of
relief & then she pushed out even more liquid poo for another 10 seconds
& then she was done. I heard the toilet roll coming off the reall & she
wiped & flushed. When she came out she said, “Sorry about the smell but I
really had to go.” I replied, “I could tell!”
I was sleeping at my friend Louise’s last night when I needed to crap
really badly. I thought I’d be able to hold it untill the morning & go at
home but my bowels had other ideas. During the night the urge to go was
to much to ignore & I realised I’d have to go in Louise’s toilet or risk
crapping my knickers! I got up & made my way to the toilet but found her
younger brother was in there. I didn’t want him to know I was having a
crap so I just went back to bed hoping I could try later. Unfortunately
he was taking ages & I was getting really desperate. After half an hour
he came out but I needed to wait for him to get back to sleep. I held on
for 10 minutes before I really had to go. I wanted to leave it a bit
longer but my bowels were determined to push out my crap so I went to
bathroom. I just made it in time too because the moment I sat down my poo
rushed out of my bum, splashing into the water making a lot of noise. I
finished quickly & wiped my bum before going back to bed. Louise was
awake when I got back to the bedroom & she whispered, “About time, I’m
nearly shitting myself here!” She got up holding her bum & ran into the
toilet saying, “Oh no. Oh no!” She shut the door & seconds later I heard
her having really bad diarrhoea in there. She spent about 20 minutes in
the toilet & when she came back to bed she said she felt much better but
she had to change into some clean knickers as she hadn’t quite made it in
time.
I remember once when I was 13, I hadn’t been for a crap for 5 days. I had
to take a laxative & in class I felt the worse urge to go I’ve ever had
in my life. I felt too embarrassed to ask to leave the room & anyway I
hated the thought of doing a poo at school, so I decided to wait untill I
got home. Well by break time I was having reall trouble holding it in so
I went to the girls toilets. As usuall they were packed & the bell went
before a cubicle became vacant so I had to wait untill lunch time. I was
really cramping up in class & could feel the pressure inside my bowels
trying to force my bum hole open. I had to clench really hard to avoid an
accident & by the time lunch time came I was nearly crapping my pants. I
had to run to the toilets but again they were all occupied. I had to wait
20 minutes to get to a cubicle & seeing that door open was like a magical
dream had come true. I was just about to enter when another girl who was
holding her bum pushed me out of the way & took my cubicle. I was
devastated. I had to wait outside listening to her releasing her load
down the toilet & it made me even more desperate to go. I waited & waited
praying I could hold it & by the time the girl came out I was seconds
from losing it. I rushed inside & locked the door begind me. Seeing that
toilet made my dream come true & sitting on the warm seat felt like
heaven. I relaxed & released a massive soft crap into the toilet. The
relief was beyond words. If you can imagine having the most intense earth
shattering orgasm you’ve ever had, it was like ten times better! After
not crapping for 5 days & suddenly letting the whole lot out in one go
was the most amazing relief I’ve ever felt. I had to sit there for a few
minutes to recover before wiping my bum & flushing the toilet. By the
time I washed my hands lunch time was nearly over so I didn’t get to eat
anything untill I got home.
While I love having a good crap, I hate doing it at work or in public
toilets. Unless I’m desperate I always wait untill I get home so I can do
it in my own toilet. This afternoon I went shopping in bluewater & was
busting for a crap. I had to get the bus home & knew it would take a
while for me to get home so I decided to go in bluewater. I had no idea
where the toilets were as I rarely use them & by the time I found them I
was desperate. When I got there I found a sign saying toilets out of
order due to a flood. Sorry for any inconvenience. I had to go really bad
by now & finding the toilets closed was a reall issue. I had to wait
untill I got home which turned out to be a nightmare. The bus was late &
By the time it finally turned up I was nearly crapping my knickers. I had
to get on carefully so as not to lose control but I felt the tip of my
turd poking out of my anus. I had to clench really tightly while I paid
my bus fare & then somehow I had to get to my seat. The driver wouldn’t
wait for me to get o my seat & drove off upsetting my balance which
caused me to lose control of my bowels. I totally crapped my knickers as
a result. It was all soft & mushy so it made a big mess in my knickers. I
had to stand up for the journey home as I didn’t want to make the mess
even worse. When I got to my stop, I got off the bus & walked home with a
massive load in my knickers. It was so embarrassing. When I got home I
went straght up to the bathroom to clean up & finish my crap off.
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Mickey
Sweet Relief
I went to bed the other night with that deep-inside-full feeling knowing
that I really should sit on the toilet. But I was too tired and decided
to just go to bed. The next morning I had to take my niece to the park
for practice and the exertion of moving around brought the feelings back.
By the time I got to the park I was dying to go and squeezing my ass for
dear life. I made straight for the restroom and sat down, totally
thankful that at last my pants were down to my ankles and I could let my
poor hole open. My turd nose came out straight away and then with
excruciating slowness the rest of my poop just seemed to keep coming. I
must have sat there for nearly 10 minutes as four turds made their way
out. Once I had finished I stood up and looked in the bowl. I was amazed
to see two long fat turds about 8 inches each and two equally fat but
shorter turds each about 4 inches long. That’s 24 inches of poop. And yes
it had been about 3 days since I had last sat on the toilet. The feeling
of relief was unbelievable. Mickey
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HSH
My Stinky Lady
Tom,
There have been a few different “stinky ladies” in my life. I only had a
few experiences with each woman, unlike you (you are very lucky). One of
them was a baby sitter I had.when I was 8. She was about 38 long black
hair nice butt and breasts. She used to poop every afternoon just before
one of my parents would get home from work. I didn’t listen though
(because my brother would ruin it) but she too stunk it up to high hell.
Yea I wish I coulda been there with ya all those times. so did her shits
happen at the same time on the weekends? Do you know if she took more
than one shit a a day?
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Migraine loverer
My constapation Lesson
once when I was very little I ate too many pastiche nuts and got VERY
constipated. I didn’t poop for a long time because every time I tried it
hurt so bad coming out that I cried a lot and pushed it back in each
time. I remember my parents trying to help me. My mom would encourage me
to push as hard as I could while my dad reached around and tried to grab
the poop that was out of me and pull it out. It had finally got to the
point where they gave me an enema. I will never forget the way it felt.
It was awful. when I felt like I had to poop my mom told me to wait a few
minutes. After what seemed like forever she let me sit down and try to
push it out. Even with the enema it was EXTREMELY PAINFUL!!! I pushed and
pushed with all my might and it FINELY came out!! I think I said, “Bad
poop!” when it came out and I looked at it. My parents were amazed I
think about how big and hard it looked. No wounder I couldn’t get it out
on my own. From this day I don’t eat them unless starving. I can eat a
few but no more because of the fear that it could happen again.What do
you think about this story? please reply. thanks.
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Zip
Took a dump in the park restroom this morning. There was already a guy on
the first toilet, which is the one I usually use. He was probably in his
50’s, a little heavy, and was wearing headphones. He had his khakis up at
his knees, staying pretty well covered up. I took the adjacent toilet,
pulled down my shorts and Jockeys, and sat down. The guy in the next
stall finished up and walked to the sink, washed up and left. I finished
up and wiped from between my legs and then stood up to finish wiping. A
guy came in and stood at the urinal in front of my stall while I was
wiping up. I pulled up my bright orange Jockey briefs and then my shorts,
then flushed. I washed up and as I walked past the other guy’s stall, I
noticed a big smear of crap on the back part of the seat. It was pretty
nasty! I saw the guy outside the restroom, and wondered how guys can
leave crap on the seat like that!
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Uncle Harry
Store Ladies Room 2
Two years ago (page 1601) I wrote a post about the, at that time, one and
only time I ever had to use the women’s bathroom, due to incontinence
after prostate surgery. Well, last fall, another time occurred. It was
the day after Thanksgiving, and I decided to get an early start on
Christmas shopping, so I headed to the same two-story department store as
before. For some reason, my gut was in a uproar that day. I don’t know
why. It couldn’t have been Thanksgiving dinner, since no one else at our
large family gathering got sick. I should have stayed home, if for no
other reason than that is the most crowded shopping day of the year.
Well, I went anyway. It was somewhat crowded, but not as bad as usual,
because retail business was down due to the recession. I was in the
women’s wear department looking for something for my wife, when all of a
sudden it hit me hard… diarrhea. Once again, I found myself right near
the ladies room and no where near the men’s, which was up on the second
floor by the men’s wear. I had to think fast and pick the lesser of two
bad situations. If I tried to make a mad dash for the men’s, I was quite
sure I wouldn’t make it. I would poo in my pants, which would run down my
leg, leave a poo puddle on the floor, stink up the store, and cause no
end of embarrassment, besides having to drive home with shit in my pants
and get it all over the car seat. Not acceptable! Better to use the
ladies room and hope for the best. Besides, the law around here says you
can’t enter the bathroom of the opposite sex without valid reason, and
this sure seemed like valid reason to me.
So I trotted into the ladies room, hoping it would be empty. There was no
line in the alcove at the entrance, so in I went. The first thing I
noticed was that there were now 3 stalls; there had only been 2 the last
time. A woman was standing at the sink combing her hair and all 3 stalls
were occupied, but just as I came in, the woman in the center stall was
coming out. “I’m sorry, ladies, but I have an emergency”, I called out.
The woman at the sink gave me a startled look, but said nothing. I almost
ran into the woman coming out of the middle stall as I dashed in, locked
the door, turned backside to the toilet, yanked down my slacks and
underpants, and just hit the toilet as a heavy stream of liquid poo
gushed out of my butt. If the women had any doubt whether this was a real
emergency, the huge stink sure gave it away. I once again called out,
“I’m sorry ladies. I just couldn’t hold it”. The woman in the stall just
to my right, as she started to pee heavily, replied, “That’s ok. Don’t
worry about it”. The other ladies, including the one on my left, who had
just finished pooping and was now also pissing heavily, said nothing, I
guess figuring the woman on the right had spoken for everyone.
I decided I’d better sit for a while to make sure I was done. The lady on
the right wiped up, pulled up her pants and left, followed shortly by the
one on my left. Then the front door opened and some more women walked in.
One, apparently seeing my men’s slacks and shoes, asked, “Is there a man
in here?”. One of the women at the sink answered,” Yes, he had an
emergency”. “Oh”, she responded as she headed for the left stall, while
the other, saying nothing, headed for the right stall. Both dropped their
slacks and panties quickly and sat down. The left started instantly to
piss heavily, while the right took about 30 seconds to get going. Maybe
she was shy about pissing with a man in the next stall.
By now, I was feeling ok, so I wiped my butt, pulled up my pants, and
started to leave. Now the place was getting crowded. Three women walked
in and gave me startled looks. Once again, I apologized. “I’m sorry. I
had an emergency. I’m leaving”. “You’d better be”, said one woman
indignantly. I didn’t bother to wash my hands. I left with poo on my
fingers and headed for the men’s room to wash.
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Kat
Post Title (optional)Um…..
So, yeah, lol… i always feel really weird doing this. So… yeah, I’m
kat, five two and eighty five pounds with long blonde hair. So, yeah, I
was sitting around at work ( I work as a secretary) and of course, I just
had to get my period.I was on the phone arranging a meeting which took
forever. About half an hour later, I went over to the bathroom, tried to
wash out as much of the blood from my panties as i could. I didnt have
any pads so, I put a wad of toilet paper in my panties and went back to
work, figuring I would be okay until the end of work and that i could
just go home and rest over the weekend. Another hour later, I was feeling
really sick, all covered with a cold sweat and feeling really bad. My
stomach hurt to the point where i was doubled over in my chair pain and I
felt like i was going to pass out. After another fifteen minutes of this,
I decided to call it quits and go home. I called my boyfriend, who’s
really adorable and nice, and asked him to drive me home. I laid in the
back seat while he was driving me, feeling really sick. My boyfriend
carried me inside and put me in bed. I took some pain killers and tried
to sleep. I woke up feeling really full and uncomfortable. My stomach was
really bloated and it felt heavy. I walked over to the couch and sat and
rubbed my ???? until i fell asleep again. I woke up and felt like i
needed to go to the bathroom. I did, squeezed out a few hard turds and
went back to sleep. This happened a few more times during the night. The
next morning I woke up and went to the bathroom again. I wrapped my arms
around my ???? and moaned. A wave of diarrhea poured out of me like i was
peeing out of my bum. I felt like there was more in me, but I couldnt get
it out. I decided to sleep a bit more and laid down in a shirt and some
underpants so I would be comfortable. I woke up with horrible cramps and
tried to walk to the bathroom. On my way, I let out a fart and filled my
panties. As i walked, I kept having waves of diarrhea until it was just
dripping down my legs. I got into the tub, had a few more waves of
completely liquid diarrhea and felt sick. My boyfriend came in and helped
me clean up. And the rest of my period when pretty well.
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Codie
To stacy on page 1694
Now this happened when I was about twenty two.And my Brother was
Nineteen.We was going out,and before we left home,I told him to listen to
this and I tried to let a fart.But it was very greasy.And I greased my
Fruit of the looms.
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Sunday, April 04, 2010
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Migraine loverer
Question
Does anyone have a story about the stomach flu?
if you do please write what happened. thanks.
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Sammy
Bus Wetting
I just got home and found this site on Google. I had to pee during last
period today at school but held it and then got out of class late and had
to run to catch my bus so I didn’t get a chance to pee before leaving
school. I had a row to myself on the bus and there aren’t a lot of other
kids on it with me so I could hold myself and cross my legs and nobody
could see. I was wearing a jean skirt down to about my knees and normal
panties so I still had to be careful that nobody could see up my skirt if
they looked. My need kept getting stronger and we were still about ten
minutes from my stop. I squeezed harder, sat on my heel and pressed my
fingers into my crotch to keep from peeing myself. We were finally almost
to my stop and I had to shift to get my stuff ready so I could get off
the bus fast. Well, when I shifted to pickup my backpack I felt a shot of
pee shoot out into my panties. It wasn’t a lot of pee but I could feel
the warm wetness on my panties against my labia and knew my panties had a
decent sized wet spot on them. I reached my hand back up to squeeze again
and felt the damp fabric on my fingers, too. I was about to burst and
couldn’t hold it much longer. I prayed for the bus driver to go faster.
Then I felt another even bigger squirt shoot out and felt the wetness on
my fingers and run down my crack and more wetness on my skin and knew my
panties were getting really wet now. I was worried there would be a wet
spot on teh back of my skirt. Then another big squirt shot out for a
couple of seconds befor I could stop it and the pee soaked down my
panties and onto my butt and I felt realy wet and knew it would be
showing on my skirt after that one and I was starting to panic. Finally
the bus stopped and I stood up and held my backpack low around my butt so
it would cover my skirt and I hurried off the bus and started walking as
fast as I could to my house a block away. Another squirt came out while I
was walking and I felt some pee drip down my legs. I got to my door,
found my key, unlocked the house, got inside, closed the door and locked
it all with one hand pressed against my crotch and soaking up some
wetness onto the front of my skirt where I was grabbing myself. I
scrambled down the hallway to my bathroom, shut the door, unzipped my
skirt and let it fall to the floor then barely peeled down my soaked
panties in time to sit on the toilet before my full pee released itself
in a gush into the toilet water. I must have peed for at least a minute.
I finished and wiped and then surveyed the damage. My panties were soaked
from the front of the crotch all the way back halfway up the butt. My
skirt had a small wet spot on the front where I had grabbed but the back
of the skirt had a wet spot the size of a dinner plate on it. I hurried
to the laundry room wearing only my shirt, tossed my peed clothes in the
washing machine, then ran back to my bathroom and took a shower to rinse
off the pee on my legs. I don’t think anybody on the bus saw me and
nobody else was home so I think I got away with it. It was my first
accident since I was very little and I’m now 15 years old. I still can’t
really believe it happened.
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After I was taking my shit, my cat was watching me wipe my butt. What a
cat.
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Richguy
I want the folks on this forum to know that what they say about lack of
fruits or vegetables causing constipation isn’t always true. I rarely eat
fruits and vegetables, yet I’m never consitpated and my bowel movements
are effortless–no pushing or straining at all
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Tom
Andrea/Stinky Ladies
HSH, Glad you liked the story about Andrea. She really was something. I
didn’t like weekends because my mom was usually there and I couldn’t
listen but it never stopped me from going in and smelling. Andrea never
said anything to me about taking a shit. However, on more than one
occasion she did tell my mother when she was on her way to the toilet.
She would always say she “had to get rid of ________”. For example, she
might say “I have to go get rid of last night’s dinner.” or something
like that. Her shits were the same day after day: clicking, rustling,
peeing, farting, grunting, plopping, tearing up, flushing and leaving.
And of course that wonderful smell. One time she forgot to flush a shit
when she was drunk. I will post about that when I have more time.
I think all of us “guys” who like stinky ladies had one special woman
that we can point to in our childhood. It would be great to hear about
others experiences.
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Upstate Dave
Big Dump Taken!
Hi to all again! Yesreday morning as I was sitting here working at my
computer I felt some slight cramps in my gut. They would be there then
not. Then the cramps got more intense so I stopped my work on the
computer got up and went into the bathroom.
I only had to pull down my boxers for I wasn’t dressed yet. I only sat
there on the toiet for about ten seconds waiting to start. I di let out a
brrrrapp sound ing fart first. Then my asshole opened reight up and I
started to shit along with I also started to piss out the two cups of
coffee I had already drank earlier.
The way my shit felt to me was that it was moving quite fast and not all
that big around. My piss stream slowed as I shit and since I;m a pretty
fast shitter after only seven or eight seconds I felt my asshold close up
and I was done taking my shgit. I sat there waiting now for my piss t end
which it did a short time later.
I wiped my ass and then I stood up gave a look back down in the toilet. I
was surprised by the length of the shit that was down in the toilet! It
was a brown fairly thick one. (which it din’t feel that thick when I was
going) It;s front tip was down in the trap and it was laying on the bowls
side comming weel up above the water line. It was a good one better then
a foot long.
I started to pull up my boxers and I had a sudden urge that I had to go
again so I sat right back down on the toilet seat. Sure enough only
several seconds later my asshold was oped and I was shiting again! This
one felt softer and it felt like it was comming out faster then the first
shit I had done. So this second shit was over faster then my first sht
and that included doing a finishing litle soft feeling nugget.
I wiped myself twice after this one and I got up and took a look again.
Sure enough my second shit was not as big arond as my first ne but was
longer! It too was down in the trap but had come upward at a different
angle laying on the side of the bowl. My second shit was laying much
further above the water line which I would have to say the second one was
a 15 incher at least! My nugget was floating off to the left in the
water. I flushed the toilet which both of my shits and the nugget went
down with out having a backup. I pulled my boxers back up and went back
to work on my computer.
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Shadow
Hey guys! Not a lot to report lately, however, I did have another brief
story about my g/f Beth. She was telling me about an incident a couple of
years ago when she was having an ultrasound done. It’s my understanding
(I’m sure some of the women here can clarify) that they want your bladder
to be totally full because when your bladder is full it pushes everything
up. Anyway, Beth told me on the way to the doctor she was seeing, she
drank a very large jug of juice. She said when she got there (the drive
was like 2 hours or something), she could barely walk her bladder felt so
fool. She told me it didn’t help the situation when they started pressing
on her, but it couldn’t be helped. So after the examination they told her
she could use the bathroom. Beth said she sat on the toilet for about 5
minutes peeing. She said the stream just wouldn’t quit and kept going on
and on. That’s a lot of pee. I’m definitely thinking that a woman’s
bladder is larger than a man’s because my bladder has been full to the
point where I couldn’t even hardly walk and I still couldn’t pee for that
length of time. Anyway, I thought it was a good story to share. Have a
great day!
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fluidity
waking up
Ledzebra asked if any had awakened and felt really sick. A few years ago
I was staying at a hotel and went to a nearby steak place (won’t mention
the national chain’s name) for dinner. Later that night I woke up and
realized that I was about to have a raging flood of diarrhea. I puckered
up my butt cheeks and waddled to the toilet and let out a flood. It was
awful.
The next night, thinking that last night’s problem could not possibly be
caused by the steak place, I went back. That night I was awakened again
in the same condition. However, this time no matter how tightly I clamped
down my butt cheeks, I could not even get out of bed without squirting
liquid poop onto the bed. In fact, as I waddled to the bathroom (I sleep
nude) I’m sure there were some squirts that hit the floor.
I was checking out of the hotel that day so I called the front desk and
admitted what happened and that the sheets were stained.
Danny, that was a great story about your new neighbor. I hope to hear
more about her. Did you find out why she was able to be so open about her
peeing?
Upstate Dave: I LOVE your stories, but please: it is “sister” and not
“sistor”.
Flu
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Upstate Dave
My Friend Susan’s desperate Outdoor Poop
I had a friend named Mike who had two sistors. One was Brenda and the
other Susan was the youngest of the three. Susan was three years younger
then I. Weall were good friends and we hung around together a lot. When
Mike wasn’t around I just hung out with Brenda and Susan or with Susan
more then Brenda alone.
Well on this late summer day I was just with Susan. Susan I liked for she
had a lot of the same interests that I had. She liked to be outsidemore
then inside like me for one interest. So o this daywe had spent the
entire aftermoon together outside and had taken a long hike together. We
were headed back to her house so she would be home for supper.
We already had went by my house and were walking along my neghborsplace
which now they were not there. They only came up for the summer for they
were from New York City. So Susan and I turned into the one end of the
driveway and started cutting though the right side yard to walk down the
hill to the highway and to Susan’s house.
Halway down the hill Susan suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. She stood
there very stiffly like a statue. I had stopped walking and was right
beside her. I asked Susan what was wrong. She quickly blurted out that
she had to poop and bad! I don’t think I can even make it home she also
added. I can’t go right here either! We wre wide open staning on the open
hillside. The hill only had a couple of old crab apple trees down in the
corner right by the old fence and the highway was right there also.
Dave help me! Susan pleaded loudly. What can I do? I took a hurried look
around. Now my road is a very old road. Even at one time it was a toll
road a hundred and thrirty years ago. Now when the toll road was built
back then they had made a stone rectangular culvert under the road. It
was a large opening on the side that faced my neighbors property we were
standing on.
It was only about fifty feet from where Susan and I were now standing.
Susan can you make it to the old culvert opening over there? I pointed to
it as I asked. Susa took a very quick over at the old stone opening of
the culvert and said I tink I can. So we headed for it. Susa could only
go slowly for she was tensed right up wling very stiffly. As we went the
fifty feet to get over to the culvert opening Susan went even slower.
We did make it to the culvert opening without having Susan having a
accident not pooping herslef. But now Susan was so desperate to poop she
was standint in front of the culverts opening and she yanked her black
stretch pants right down and was standing there now in her white panties.
She hadn’t yet gotten up into the culverts opening. It was elevated with
its bottom stone edge being four feet up from the ground. So Susan told
me with a very urgent tone in her voice; Pick me up! I told her to turn
around. Susan did and I started lifting her up. Susan reache out with her
two hands gripping the side stones of the culvert got her smeakers on the
stones under the culverts bottom stone ridge and got up inside of the old
culverts opening.
I couldn’t block her completely from sight and the culvert itself
narrowed and got smaller as it went back under the road so Susan was only
at the front edge of it and was down in a squat in the opening. Her cute
small ass was sticking out far from the culverts opening right in front
of me! Her asshole and vagina were showing well as she had her ass raised
up very high for she had bent way over when she first got up into the old
culvert.
Susan then as I stood directly behind her sent out from her vagina a hard
spurt of piss that shot streaight back at me! Susan ahd only said that
she needed to shit not piss! I di manage almost be able to jump clear of
her piss stream. I had been standing like I said right behind her but I
was several feet back. Her piss only had reached and hit well don on my
one pantleg of my jeans and had only hit it for two seconds.
Then a second later her piss stream losts its force weakend went the
other way and started hitting the stones of the culverts bottom lip and
dribbled down the stones of the wall that was underneath the culverts
opening. As I looked Susan’s asshole was stretching open with a fat blunt
dark tan starting to slide out from it. It had a smooth look to it and it
looked osrt of soft too. It was moving at sort of a fast steady pace too.
As Susan’s shit quickly got longer it began to bend. I saw this and told
Susan; You better get your ass down. Your going to wind up with a mess on
your backside! Susan lowered her ass down and her shit then moved
slightly straitening itself out. It also now began to softly crackle as
it contiuied to slide out getting longer by the second. It had now almost
reached the outer edge of the bottomm row of slightly stuck out stones of
theculverts opening which was about eight inches below Susan’s ass.
At this time her sht must have been heavy in its weight. Now it must have
been stretching under its weight for a crack opned up in her shit right
at where her asscheeks curved where her shit was by. IT broke hitting the
very edge of the culverts slightly stuck out botom ridge stones hit them
and it tumbled over and over and with a thud and loud crackle as it hit
some high dry dead weeds breaking them as it fell through them too.
The remaining piece kept comming gaining lentghth quickly. Where it had
broken it had a very jagged look to it. In only several seconds her shit
was long enough so that it had reached the row of bottom stones of the
culvert. In its pasage had moved slightly forward so it was now hitting
more squarely on the one stone it had hit. Now her shit was bending
outward bending slowly and making a slight long curve in her shit.
Then it reached its breaking point having a crack opening in her shit. It
widened as more presure was being applied on her shit. It did breal right
into alomost eaqual two pieces! The upper part of her shit fell cleanly
down into the weeds first breaking them with loud crackling as her shit
broke the dry dead weeds and made a dull thud again hiting the ground.
Thelower piece of her shit had stayed upright standing on the rock of the
botom of the row of stones of the culverts opening. Then ever so slowly
titlted over backwards fell over and it too fell but missed the dead
weeds and fell with a thud on the ground behind the dead weeds. There was
still more shit comming out from Susan’s asshole. It was moving at a
faster pace and it was also narrowing down as it came out.
It took a much shorter time for this piece of her shit to reach the
stones of the colverts botom edge. It curved backwards as it began to
bend. But this time it didn’t get a chance to break. For it had reached
its end and just fell right over right down through the center of the
dead dry weeds making much more crackling as the dry dead weeds broke
under her shits weight. There wasn’t really a much of a thud this time as
where her shit had gone down through the dry weeds beaking them they were
much thicker so her sht had hit the ground really soft.
Susan had stopped pissing some time ago and she restarted pissing which
she did agood job of wetting the entre face opf the old stne wall under
the culvert opening. Of course I stood there watching Susan piss but I
also seen that her shit had left some skid marks on her inner asscheeks
and there was some rassberry stubbles on the isdes of her asshole too. So
Susan was a little messy on her backside. I told Susan she was a little
messy on her backside.
I’ll take care of it as sonn as I finish pissing Susan said right back to
me. I stood there wondering what Susan was going to use. There was only
the dead mostly now broken dry weeds that her shit had landed on and
broken. I only saw dry leaves in the culvert itself. They too were real
dry. If Susan tried using them they would just crumble. I didn’t see
anything usable any place that I looked at.
Susan now was nearing the end of her piss. It had wekened where it was
dribbling wetting her lower vagina and even had split and was dribbling
off her asscheeks but notwhere the shit skidmarks were on her cheeks. Now
she had her piss wetting her to also take care of. Then Susan stopped her
dribbling and just dripped for a short time.
Then Susan keeping one hand gripped to the side stones of the culvert
pulled her black stretch pants over her right sneaker and once done
pulled them down and off over her left sneaker. She left them in the
culvert in front of her. Then she repeated the same thing with her pair
of white panties taking them off too.
Now this pair of white panties looked on the old side. The waist band was
stretched out some for they didn’t hug against Susan all that tightly.
Plus they being white the whitness of them was no longer real white but a
srt of dingy white. Plus there were a couple of small holes in them too
on the back side of them. As I watched Susan took the white panties in
her hand and reached back around aand under her ass and used the panties
to wipe herself!
She took a short quick wipe and then pulled them back around and took a
look at them. Reached right back around again and gave herself a second
wipe with them. Checked them again taking a second look after the second
wipe. Moved them a litle in her hand and went and took a third wipe with
her white panties wiping a much bigger area of her ass this time.
Checked them again and turned them some what inside out and then gave her
vagina a quick wipe and then tossed the white panties deeper into the old
colvert. Then being carefull Susan turned around and faced me. She had
picked up her black stretch pants before she turned around and she
managed to get them put back on as she squated in the culverts opening.
Susan ws now ready to get down and out of the culvert. I said to Susan
very quickly; Don’t just step down when you get out! You have your shit
all over the place right down in front of you! Your’e going have to jump
out. Susan looked down right at the ground right in front of her when I
had told her that her shit was right there all over the place. Susan
giggled hard when she saw that her shit had gone all over the palce when
she had shit.
Then Susan stretched her arms out wide gripping the side stones of the
edges of the culvert on the right and left sides slid her sneakers
forward tilting them downward on the bottom stones of the culvert. Catch
me! Susan said lauging as she pushed off and I reached out and cuaght her
and set her down on the ground in front of me. Susan turned around and
did a second check looking at her shit laying there in the weeds and then
she said to me let’s go and we walked away and I took her home. Upstate
Dave
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Stephanie
Love when I was at the supermarket. I was at the shopping mall, buying
some things. Suddenly I felt the urge to poop. So I rushed to the public
bathroom. In the next stall there was another woman shitting so badly.
Noises were awful.. prrr pfff plop plop plop… and the small was the
strongest. When she left I went to see… she left a huge mushy dump in
the toilet! bleah!!!
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Chainey
Hey everyone my name is Chainey. I’m 15 years old and female. I’m new to
this website and like pee stories. I have lots to share if anyone is
interested. I have been reading back posts and was wondering if xochitl
is still out there or if anyone knows what happened to her. Although I’m
generally not interested in poop stories, I liked reading hers. We have a
lot in common because I live with my big brother too and I am very
comfortable around him. I would love to swap stories with her.
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Laurel
Comments on the posts of Vincene, Jry and Julie
To Vincene:
That was quite a story about your crap disappearing before you got to see
it. I was surprised that you went that far though (get down on your knees
at toilet bowl level at your auditorium) trying to get at least a peek at
the tail of the crap, but I guess (was the lighting kind of dim?) your
frustration got the best of you. I sympathize with you and remember about
25 years ago (I’m 35 now) the same thing happened to me two times at
home. I was at home, though, and not in a public place. On one occasion,
I had one of my friends over for the night and I told her about it and
she came in an actually watched me wipe. I guess I wanted a witness. My
butt must have been lined up 100% with the drain route. She thought it
was strange that it would do that too. However, I remember three or four
times when Jill was staying over, she stopped up the toilet. For some
time after the incident, she joked that she didn’t have the “talent” or
luck that I did. However, Jill would almost never look at what she left
in the bowl. I had to break the news to her later when I had to pee or
worse yet, Mom would come into my room and complain. Isn’t it interesting
that we’re all so different in our interests and how we handle such
situations?
to Jry:
Do a lot of you guys pee and crap at the same time? Is it because you
push your organ down and into the stool to prepare to crap and you are
somewhat bored while you wait for the crap to come, that you trickle a
little pee? Have you ever done a torrential pee and heavy crap at the
exact same time? Some writers–but I think they were girls–have
complained there’s so little time to go between classes at school and
this would be the ultimate situation?
to Julie:
The pooping at college “fear” is really valid. Although it’s been 20
years since I was an undergraduate, I’m taking graduate classes so I’m on
campus at least once a week. I agree wholeheartedly with the suggestion
made that you will likely have a better experience if you leave your dorm
(and do I remember the 20 to 25 stall toilet and shower complex on each
floor!) and go to one of the classroom buildings, student union or
library when you have to take a major crap. For example, my college had
about 40,000 students and as a freshman in the 1980s, it looked like the
campus went for miles and miles. By the second or third week of classes,
I was taking almost all of my pees in the classroom building I was in
(and I always went upstairs to the top floor because there was less
waiting) and my craps have always been early in the morning (I’ve written
about these several times)so I would stop by the library which was open
24/7 on my way to breakfast. In the library, again I went to the top (4th
floor) where there was a two-staller that was largely in an area used by
master’s and doctoral students. I enjoyed sometimes sitting and
reflecting on what I needed to do that day because there wasn’t anyone
waiting for my stall. And it got me away from my roommate who was
homesick, drunk and puking most of the time until she flunked out.
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Linda
Post Title (optional) Backed up again
Linda from Australia here again. Some interesting stories on here lately.
I’m on a losing streak with my poos again this week. I went on Sunday
afternoon and then I didn’t go at all on Monday. I didn’t even feel the
urge to go. I tried sitting on the toilet and I did some pushing but
nothing came out. I had to go to bed feeling defeated because I couldn’t
do a poo – I hate going to bed knowing I haven’t done a poo since the day
before. I could feel a load building up inside me all day today so when I
got home, I headed straight for the toilet. It didn’t take long for the
poos to work their way down towards my anus and I managed to squeeze out
a few turds without much straining. I only spent about 15 minutes on the
toilet tonight but I didn’t feel finished. I ate dinner and waited about
half an hour before trying again. I could feel a rock hard turd in my
anus but no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn’t come out. So now I’ve
got that uncomfortable ‘unfinished’ feeling and I will have to go to bed
with a turd stuck up my butt. Hopefully I don’t have any more trouble
this week – for some reason, I seem to be getting constipated once a week
To Fat Woman: I haven’t seen you on here lately. Have you got any good
constipation stories??
To Keith D: I haven’t seen you on here for a while either. Are you on a
winning streak lately? Or have you been getting constipated like me??
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Wendy
Going after someone else
I love going to the toilet when a gorgeous girl has just had a good crap.
I was at work once when I really needed to poo. Kirsty was in there & I
had to wait ages for her to come out. By the sound effects & the smell I
knew she was having a massive poo in there. She gave a sigh of relief
which turned me on especially as I was busting to go myself. By the time
Kirsty came out I’d been waiting half an hour & was getting desperate. I
went in & sat down on a really warm seat. It felt so hot to feel the
warmth of Kirsty’s bum as I pushed out my poo into the toilet.
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Rachel
Messy crap
I had a really messy crap this morning. I woke up with the worse urge to
crap ever. I had to run to the toilet holding my bum & only just made it.
The moment my bum touched the seat I was doing it. It came out like an
explosion & it really stank. I pushed a little & even more came out
making a big mess in the toilet. By the time I finished the whole bathroo
stank.
I hadn’t had a crap for 4 days untill this morning. I took a laxative
last night & it didn’t take effect untill I iottm work. I have doing a
crap at work but I knew I’d mess my knickers he I tried to hold it so I
went to the toilet on my break. It was a fantastic relief as it came out.
The first turd was 6 inches long & the next one was about 9. Then it got
softer & a mass of small turds shot out like a machine gun making a big
mess in the toilet. I sat there for a while before I felt another wave
coming. I pushed out some diarrhoea & then I was done. By the time I
finished I’d been in the toilet for over 20 minutes & I only get a 15
minute break. I got into trouble for being late back to work but it was
better than crapping myself.
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Jry
Pee story and B-day’s crap
Hi everyone!
Today, tuesday, was my birthday, and within the last two hours I had two
great craps to share with you.
I had travelled over the weekend, and usually being in places away from
home makes me constipated. Anyway, I had been drinking lots of water
which made me need to pee. But because I was travelling by plane, and I
don’t feel really comfortable peeing in a plane, I decided to hold it
until I got back home. By that time, I was really busrting, as it had
been more or less 5 hours since I first got the feeling. When I went to
the bathroom, I didn’t even close the door as my pee was about to come
out, and I’m sure that while I was unzipping I was doing a pretty funny
pee dance. Fortunately, I got my penis out and started peeing into the
bowl before I had an accident. The sense of relief was overwhelmingly
good. I peed for like two minutes. Fortunately my brother didn’t see my
pee dance, ;).
Now, continuing with the constipation thing, Monday passed and I still
hadn’t gone to the bathroom. I dind’t feel the need though, but it had
been 3 days since I last went. I went out to eat with my family and had a
pretty big meal, steak and shrimp fajitas. I also had two lemonades. I
could feel by then that a big dump was coming, and the urge was
increasing rapidly. Since we were not yet going home, I decided to tell
my family that I was going to game store to check out some prices. Of
course, I wasn’t going there, but I was actually going to the mall’s
nearest restrooms. I still don’t like using public restrooms, but
sometimes, like this one, I have no choice but to go there (actually, I
probably could have waited until I got home, but I didn’t want my brother
to tell me about my huge birthday crap after I came out of the bathroom).
Anyway, as I headed for the nearest ones, I saw from a distance that they
were being cleaned, and decided to find another restroom. I got there,
and there were many urinals but only two stalls and the handicapped one.
Both stalls were being used and I don’t like using the handicapped stall,
so I decided to stay there and wait for one to open. What I wasn’t
expecting though was that an old friend, who I hadn’t seen since I
entered high school, came into the same restroom and to take a dump too.
At first, I just turned around to see who it was, and we both saw each
other and didn’t at first recognize the other one because of the
different size and hairstyle, but in the end we did. We started catching
up until one stall opened and my friend told me, “your turn”, pointing at
the stall. I embarrassedly walked in, closed the stall door and locked it
while pulling my pants down just far enough to let my crap out, and then
I sat on the seat. As my friend was standing just outside, I felt a
little unconfortable. Suddenly, the guy in the next stall flushed and
left and my friend went in to use that one, to make an akward situation
for me even more akward. With him in there, I gave a small push, thinking
that might be enought to get the first log to drop. Oh, I wish I had been
right. Instead, I released a semi-audible fart, more gas than noise,
while realizing that my urge had subsided a little because I was
surprised by seeing my friend there. I then started peeing, while in the
next stall my friend was sitting down and apparently peeing too. I
finished peeing first, so I gave another push, this time stronger, and
felt my log moving a little, while still inside. I sighed as quietly as I
could, already embarrassed, and began pushing again. My friend had
stopped peeing by now and immediately started releasing a log which I
guess must have been long enough to make crackling noises for like 8 or
10 seconds and not producing a plop on the water as it fell. This was
followed by a sigh on his part. By then, my first log was starting to
come out, slowly but surely, and also producing crackling noises. I
stopped pushing, and the first part of my log fell to the water below
with a plop sound, while some of the rest was still sticking out of my
butt. I caught my breath and pushed again, producing involuntarily a
kinda loud grunting sound, which made my friend giggle. He jokingly asked
“everything ok in there, Jry?”, and I answered with an ashamed “yeah”.
The rest of my log came out, again producing a plopping sound. I sighed,
and waited for the rest to come out. Meanwhile, I was listening to what
my friend was doing. I heard nothing for a minute or two, and then I
heard a couple of plops. I could feel my next wave coming, so I pushed
again, and released a 9 or so inch long turd that came out faster than
the others, this one making crackling noises but no plop. I pushed again,
and released a couple of smaller logs. Afterwards, I started wiping.
While I wiped, I could hear my friend release another one, and he let out
a loud sigh after it dropped. “Who’s having a hard time now, huh?”, I
said jokingly. He started wiping too. I was done by then, and flushed and
left the stall and went to the sinks to wash my hands. After I finished
washing them, he still hadn’t come out, but as I was about to leave he
came out and started washing his hands too. I could tell we were a little
uncomfortable about, emm, “taking a dump together”, but in the end we
left it behind and started talking. I left when I got a phone call from
my family, asking where I was. If only they knew…
Well, see you later, and keep the stories coming.
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Upstate Dave
Still More To Tell At The State Park
Hello to all. Wendy you are welcome. Old empty houses or buildings are
great places to go in. I and my friends have used many different empty
places to piss or shit in. China girl your post again avery enkoyable one
to read. Lady CaCa I’m glad to see that you and your boyfriend enjoy
being together in the bathroom together. I sounds like both of you will
enjoy the special company for a long time!
Ok let me get to my post. I was in charge as doing the cooking on the
hibachi. So I asked who wanted what to everyone. Tow hamburgers,four
hotdogs,and two cheeseburgers so I got out what was ordered and started
grilling everything. Being the cook I always drink a lot when I’m cooking
so I drank soda while I cooked. It didn’t take all that long for every
thing to cook and the four of us had a nice picnic supper and as I ate my
bladder filled up quickly as I aate and by the time I finished eating I
had to piss!
I held on while I waited for Sandra to finish eating. I didn’t want to
get up and go over to the mens bathroom for if you remember Sandra wanted
to be with me again when I had to go the next time so I had to sit in a
little agony waiting for her. What seemed to be foreever Sandra did
finish eating and she got up picked up her trash dumped it all in the
trashcan and she told me she was ready to go for a walk. Janice also had
finished and she was going to go with us this time also.
Before we all were going to take a walk my grandmother reminded us to be
back before the park was going to close and we told her we would. So the
three od us took the path out of the picnic area which headed over to the
entrance road. This was the same path that Sandra and I had taken the
last time when we took a walk together and had pissed together.
I was in front of Sandra and Jance for they were behind me with Sandra
saying something to Janice. I couldn’t tell what was being said right
then but as Sandra talked to her sistor Janice did say very loudly; Oh
yeah your gong to do that? Then there was loud laughter from Janice as
Sandra kept on saying what ever she was saying to her sistor and the last
thing Janice said bacj to Sandra was; I won’t I promise.
By now we were far enough away from the picnic area and I cut into the
woods with Sandra and Janice following right behind me. This was not the
same spot where Sandra and I had gone togethre the last time when we had
pissed. I hurried along searching for a suitible spot which thre woudld
be a clearing to use So far no luck as I kept hurrying along.
I could have gone over to the shore of the lake but that was not really
the place to piss for what at least Sandra and I were up to. Then I came
out to the small creek which the trees and brush had been cut back from
and this was the needed spot where I could piss and if Sandra and Janice
also had to go they could go too!
Since I had been hurrying the two girls were well behind me so now I had
to wait for them to catch up to me. So I simply had to piss so bad I
unclipped my cutoffs yanked them right down letting them go and they slid
down aroun my sneakers. I then gripped myself with my hand squeezed my
penis hard and yelled out; HURRY UP YOU TWO! From behind me the two girls
said they were comming. I thought to myslef as I stood there waiting; I
hope they get here real soon or I’ll just let go and piss!
I could here the gorls behind me breaking twigs and branches along with
the sound of crunching dry leaves which all this sounds the gorls were
making in such rapid succesion they were running. A few short momnets
later the girls broke through the brush and had reached me. Janice seeing
me with my cutoffs around my sneakers, standing there with my bare ass
showing and holding on to myslef burts into a hard giggle. Sandra came
right over to my side and she slipped her shorts down quickly then pulled
down her bikini bottom right after pulling down her shorts first. I knew
that she had to piss. Janice moved around in the front of us but off to
the side and she had on her one piece swimsuit and she started pulling
the shouldwer straps off from her shoulders so she was going to join in
with Sandra and I and also take a piss.
I quickly said to Sandra; Are you gomg to piss first befor you hold me?
Sandra told me; Since you look like you really have to go bad I can wait
to piss. I’ll hold you first. Sandra reached over and like when we had
pissed togther the last time she took her fingers wrapped them around my
penis and I took my hard squeezed fingers right of my penis.
When I did I sent a hard wide headed long twisted stream of piss flying
though the air reaching the creek and it splashed ever so hard in the
creeks water. Oh the relief was so termendous to piss I shut my eyes let
out a long soft sigh along with a soft moan. OH did it EVER feel so good
to piss! This brought a long giggle from Janice. Sandra said to me; You
really had to go that bad I see. If I was the way you are I would have
pissed myself!
As I stood there pissing feeling the great relief I heard the sound of
soft hissing comming from off to the side of me. I had my eyes shut up
till I heard the soft hissing sound and the light crackle sound with the
hising so I opened my eyes and Janice was now pissing so I watched her
piss. Now as I was now watching her piss and having Sandra holding me I
had been in a limp state and I started to have my penis getting aroused
now. That brought a giggle from Sandra.
Janice went on with her piss which she was squating with her one piece
swimsuite ppulled down to her knees. She wasn’t looking at me and Sandra.
Janice was watching my stream going into the creek which she did for
several seconds then she looked down and stayed looking down watching her
piss stream. Sandr now asked me if I was feeling better. I told her I was
but this one is going to be a very long one. Are you ok? I asked. Sandra
smiled and told me she was. I can wait till your done . Then I’ll go.
I went on takeing a very long piss. Janice had finished her piss had
stood up and pulled her one piece swimsuit back up and stood and watched
my piss stream till I had finished going. Sandra stood there holding me
all the remainig time also. I had my piss stream finially die out and I
did do two hard finishing spurts to finish up. Sandra then let go and now
my penis had become erect and it bounced right up and pointed almost
straight up Janice let out a loud hard laugh and Sandra squated down to
take her piss so I stepped over off to the side in front of her to watch
her go.
Sandra sent out a short hard spurt of piss first. Then there was a pause.
Then she sent out a second hard spurt. Then a second pause folloed. Then
she started to go aain and this time she stayed going sending out a hard
stream which was going straght down along with some spraying too. I
smiled as I watched. Janice was no longer interested for it was only her
sistor going now so she started tossing sticks into the creek.
Sandra took a fairly long piss. Not as long as I had done but a long
enough one. Sandra finished like she had started sending out spurts but
did many more in a row then just the wto shehad done when she had
started. Then when she had stopped I helped her with her bikini botom as
she stood there with her shorts in her two hands. Then when I was done
she pulled her shorts up the rest of the way and took care of them. Now I
was the only one left that had to take care of my shorts so I pulled them
up and took care of them.
Now since we wren’t going to have a lot of time left I had the girls
money and my money in my wallet. We made up our minds to head now to the
snackbar down at the beach to have desert. So we hurried out to the road
and some times we ran or walked very fast and went to the snackbar and
got ice cream sodas which we drank quickly for at least Sandra and I
wanted to piss one more time here in the parke before we would leave.
Well that didn’t happen for we ran out of time before we did need to
piss. We went back to the picnic area helped pickup and went to the car
and we left.
On the way back to my grandmothers house she had asked if all of us had a
great time. Janice laughing hard but looking at Sandra and I said that
she had. Sandra smiled with a big smile only looking at me also said she
had a good time. I also answred looking first at Sandra with a smile and
then Janice said that it had been a real fun day for me. My grandmother
told all three of us she had also had a good time. We made only a brief
stop at my grandmothers and then we went and dropped the girls off at
thier house. The next time I would see them both would be after my
grandmothers new house was finished and I would be staying there for two
weks later in the summer. I’ll pos about some activities that I had with
both girls or each one over my two week visit. Upstate Dave
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curt
virus
today was a bad day i think i must have had a stomach virus cause i
pooped my brains. Well the it started was yesterday i was felling sluish
to say the least my stomach stared running off was fairly soild at first
then became more liquaid. This morning bout 2 am i woke up and had a one
more bad cause of the runs by six this morning water was going straight
throungh me sounded like me peeing out my but. It finally went away bout
12 noon i hope it is gone.
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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TJ
Im still constipated
Hello
I postes here about 2 weeks ago and got no help so im going 2 post again.
Im constipated big time i eat healthy and all that its just that im
constipated and u just need help so can some1 please help me thxz
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S d C d S
Bowel urgency
I wonder how do you all feel when you feel you need to have a poo? I’m
getting confused about what people define as the urge to defecate–if I
follow the medical text, I will only feel the urge when there’s poo in
the rectum– and needless to say this is the feeling that poo is coming
out.
However, I don’t seem to have that kind of urgency even I think my bowel
health is fine (as in having soft, easy poo every day); for me defecation
is defined by a strong feeling fullness on my lower left. I’m sure my
colon won’t push the waste out my itself, but the fullness was so
distracting that I need to defecate. I wonder what happened here? (I
still have rectal urgency when I have gas or diarrhoea– but not if it’s
solid. Even if I take a stimulant laxative, for example, there’s still no
rectal urgency at all, just my abdomen hurts more.)
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