Posted by Julie on August 20, 2010 at 07:42 [205.188.116.132]
I had so much fun a few months ago making an obvious poopy in my white shorts at Lowe’s that I’ve been anxious to do it again somewhere else and last night I finally got the opportunity. My parents took my son to a movie then he stayed the night at their house leaving me alone for the entire night to enjoy myself. It was kind of a last minute thing so I really didn’t have time to plan for it but I was lucky enough to have not had a BM all day and before my son left with my parents, I was already feeling a strong urge to poop. I wasn’t even sure I was going to be able to hold it until he left and really struggled to not poop my pants during that time. I was feeling some cramps as my bowels grumbled and it was becoming increasingly obvious to me that my BM was going to be a very messy soft one, possibly even a slight case of diarrhea. With the way I was feeling I probably should have given up on the idea of white shorts in public but I was determined to make another poopy in them like I’d done before.
As soon as my parents picked up my son I quickly changed from the underwear I had been wearing into white full cut nylon panties and my tight white shorts. I was already nervous as I checked out my bottom in the mirror but then as I looked at the very visible panties in my shorts I began getting excited thinking again about how noticeable the stinky in my pants would be. By then I really needed to poop badly and I knew I needed to get to my destination quickly if I wanted to fulfill my desires.
Over the past month when I thought about pooping in my white shorts again I tried to think of the best place to do it and be seen. I had thought about various stores but I realized it’s not always a guarantee that someone will walk behind me to notice what I’ve done. The only place I could think of where I felt certain I would have people walking directly behind me was at a mall and even though it seemed a little scarier then just going to a store, I went to the one nearest to my home. As I drove I massaged my clit through my shorts as I know the more turned on I am, the more likely I am to go through with my plans. Even with doing that, when I parked my car at the mall, I was by far more nervous then I’ve been for any other times I’ve pooped my pants in public. I almost gave up on the idea but in my heart I knew I wanted to do it and decided to go inside.
It was about 7:30PM when I entered the mall and although there were plenty of people moving about, I was relieved that it wasn’t terribly busy. From the moment I had gotten out of my car I was nearly desperate to poop and from the way my stomach felt I knew more then ever I had a big messy stinky that was ready to “come out”. There was no doubt in my mind at that moment that this poop would quickly form a stain and be very noticeable in my tight white shorts and nylon panties and my heart was racing. I had entered the mall near Macy’s and walked two thirds of the way through the mall to the Hallmark store where I stopped and pretended to be looking at cards. Whenever I really need to poop badly and I’m standing still, it doesn’t take long before I’m struggling to control my bowels. Within a few minutes I was really starting to fidget and I knew if I waited any longer I was going to fill my panties right there in the store. That had been my plan but I realized by the way I felt that my poop was going to include some diarrhea and I became too scared to finish what I had wanted to do. I decided I wanted to be closer to the exit of the mall before I pooped then quickly left the store and began walking back towards where I had parked. I was walking at a rather quick pace and farting almost constantly. As I began to walk around a woman and her teenage daughter I felt like another fart was coming out but instead it was very soft poop. I knew I was on the verge of completely losing control and the butterflies in my stomach were enormous as I hurriedly went around them. I didn’t even get ten feet in front of them when I couldn’t control my bowels any longer and a large amount of soft mushy stinky pushed into the seat of my panties and spread out over my butt cheeks. There was no doubt in my mind that a poop stain was already noticeable in my tight white shorts and I immediately felt my face get very warm from embarrassment.
As close as the woman and her daughter were to me when I lost control I can’t help but think that they saw me as I pooped my pants! I felt completely embarrassed and continued walking very quickly, moving further away from the woman and her daughter but at the same time walking around other people. With each person that I walked around I felt more embarrassed as I was almost certain they would notice that I had stinky in my pants. I kept worrying that I was going to see someone I knew and it seemed like the longest walk I’d ever made in my life through the mall. I was relieved when I finally exited the mall and was safely back at my car. I didn’t see anyone nearby and decided to see if I could view my bottom in the side mirror before getting in my car. It wasn’t the best view but I could see enough of myself that I could tell I had a very noticeable stain in the seat of my shorts and below my butt cheeks where stinky had escaped my panties. I knew for sure after looking at that, everyone who I walked past must have known that I pooped my pants and I now found myself getting very turned on!
Although most of my poop came out when I was walking through the mall I wasn’t completely done and as I was standing by my car, I grunted to finish my BM. Another large amount of very soft and runny poop quickly pushed into my underpants and spread out over my butt. I was in ecstasy and I hadn’t even sat down yet. I opened the car door then lowered my butt down in the creamy mess and oh my god, it was wonderful! The poop I’d just made was still very warm and it felt so good as it spread out over my butt cheeks, up my crack, and between my legs. As I’ve often said before, I was in heaven! I pressed my fingers against my shorts and massaged my happy clit as I moved my butt around in my poop. Within seconds I enjoyed an incredible orgasm as I inhaled the delightful odor of my own poop while telling myself how much I like to smell stinky in my pants.
After driving home, I checked my bottom in the mirror and the entire seat of my shorts were brown. I took off my shirt then peeled down my shorts and looked at the mess in my panties. Just like my shorts, the entire seat was brown and I also had stinky on my legs and a small amount had pushed above the waistband of my panties. I began massaging my clit through my panties and said “oh my god Julie, you look so sexy! Look at all that stinky!” As I looked at my poopy mess and rubbed my excited clit I was having the desire to be really naughty and with my son being gone it was the perfect opportunity. I put my hand between my legs and pressed it against the thick stinky in my underpants then pulled my hand forward, spreading poop well up into the front of my panties. It felt wonderful and I told myself how naughty I was. I did the same thing two more times and by then the front of my panties were also stained brown with stinky. I then put both hands on my butt cheeks and began making circular motions in my poopy, gradually moving my hands outward and forcing stinky around my hips. It didn’t take long before I had smeared stinky virtually everywhere in my panties ad that was only the beginning.
I’m not certain why I wanted to get so messy but I couldn’t resist myself. I recently replaced the vinyl part of my shower curtain and I kept the old one as I knew it would come in handy sometimes for my “fun”. I got the old shower curtain and placed it on my bedroom floor in front of the full length mirror then got my vibrator and sat down on the shower curtain to continue my fun. I turned the vibrator on low and placed it on the gusset of my dirty poopy panties against my clit then watched myself as I began sliding my butt around in my creamy stinky. I was talking in my usual silly manner, telling myself what a naughty girl I was and saying things like “oh god, I love making stinky in my pants. I love making stinky and I love smelling my stinky. I’m such a stinky girl. I’m a big stinky girl and I love to play in my stinky”.
For the next half hour I literally “played in my stinky” while I masturbated with my vibrator, bringing myself to the point of orgasm over and over but never allowing myself to climax. I have never gotten so messy in my life and I was as turned on as I’ve ever been. By then I had gotten myself so horny that I was pretty much out of control. I said to myself “okay stinky girl, it’s time for you to get really naughty, naughtier then you’ve ever been. It’s time for you to enjoy your stinky in the naughtiest way possible”. I took off my poopy panties then turned them inside out and laid them on the shower curtain. I then knelt down facing my panties and with my butt towards the mirror. I held the vibrator against my poop covered clit as I admired my big poopy butt in the mirror then after a moment I bent over, put the vibrator against my butthole and said “oh god yes, fuck my big stinky butt”. As I pushed the vibrator into my hole I began to rapidly rub my clit then screamed “fuck my butt, fuck my stinky butt” while moving the vibrator in and out. I felt myself nearing orgasm and bent over further, putting my face within inches of the stinky in my panties. Being that close the odor was disgusting and yet I couldn’t help myself and said “smell your stinky Julie, oh god yes, smell it you disgusting stinky girl”. I knew I was about to have an incredible orgasm and in the heat of the moment I took things to the final disgusting step. I was so turned on I couldn’t stop and said “now lick it Julie, lick your stinky” then as I pushed my tongue against my poopy mess I began to orgasm. And oh my god, did I orgasm! I don’t know if I’ve ever had an orgasm so intense and it continued with several smaller ones before my excitement subsided.
After my pleasure was done I was completely disgusted with myself. I didn’t swallow any of my poop or for that matter even have it in my mouth but just the fact that I had pushed my tongue against it was totally insane. Although I admit I really enjoyed getting totally messy I need to stop it at that. I suspect this was a one time thing. It’s now been over twelve hours since I cleaned up and I can still smell a trace of the odor on my hands. I wonder if anyone that doesn’t poop in their pants knows what that odor is from? Or if they did smell the odor, do you think they would know I had my hands in poop? For someone like me with no baby to take care of, it may be a little difficult to explain.
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