Posted by CFW on September 26, 2000 at 08:41
My Wife Shit Herself
Louraine is in her thirties now, still a beautiful woman she likes to flaunt herself a bit, dressing up in sexy yet classy outfits that are quite expensive, but at this stage in our lives we can afford it. And hey, she's worth it, not to mention that she earns damn good money. Louraine is an executive with a large firm, she works hard and she plays hard.
Louraine's brunette, shoulder length hair and the prettiest brown eyes you ever saw. She has that wide eyed inocent look but believe me she's not. Louraine's got a good body, good hips, nice round firm buns, good sturdy legs and nice sized tits. With her yuppy lifestyle, long hours at her desk, eating out most of the time, doing the bar scene and little time left for exercise Louraine has gained a bit of weight. Most of it is in all the right places, her boobs seem to be getting bigger, but she has a little roll roll in her middle.
Whenever our scheduals come together we take extensive holidays or weekend jaunts just to get away. It was on one of those weekends when Louraine had her accident. We were in Boston doing the pubs, Louraine was dressed to the nines, a tight fitting two piece, off white almost a light grey color. The skirt was tight and short, real short, the jacket short too so as not to hide that nice round bum of hers.
A tight red V-neck tucked into the skirt pulled high on her hips exposed Louraine's little belly roll when her jaket was undone, and she showed lots of cleavage. She had on sheer biege pantyhose and sexy light pink underwear. Black four inch high heel shoes matching the little black shoulder purse she carried Louraine looked just about as sexy as I had ever seen her.
We ate at a fancy restaurant and had been doing the pubs since. Louraine stuck to wine, white, dry, high in alcohol content, she was getting pissed and running to the toilet every two minutes. Now I know that Louraine has toilet problems. She won't sit on a public toilet seat, squats hovering above it to pee and she definately won't shit in one. And that night after we'd eaten Louraine had to shit pretty bad, she told me so in no uncertain terms.
I whatched her squirm fighting the urge a few times but told me she could wait till we got back when they'd pass. Thing was that Louraine didn't want to go back to the hotel. She gets drinking and wants to stay out, especially if she's having a good time and that night we definately were having a good time. We'd hit on an swinging pub and teamed up with another couple.
It was late when Louraine, she was pretty smashed by then, realized that she had waited too long. But still she refused to use the pub toilet, "it's fucking filthy she told me, let's grab a cab home". Our hotel was twenty minutes away. Standing outside Louraine squeesed her butt cheeks together bending with her arms crossed against her belly trying with all her might to keep from shitting in her panties.
"If we don't get one soon I'm going to shit my fucking panties" Louraine moaned, she was bouncing up and down a bit when a cab did finally pull up for us. Sitting down helped, still her ass was sweating and she was passing dry preshit wind. The grip Louraine had on my arm told me she was desperately close. We were nearly there, Louraine squirming her face screwed up and grim, her big beautiful brown eyes closed tight. "I'm not going to make it" she whispered to me.
Louraine's bum hole had opened up, a thick hard dark brown turd was pressing against the inside of her pretty light pink panties. The only thing preventing her from fully pooping her panties now was the fact that she sitting, her sweaty ass pressed against the cab seat. "God I'm fucking shitting myself" Loraine whispered again, "I'm crapping my goddamn panties". But she didn't seem upset at all, in fact she starting to giggle as if it were quit funny.
I pulled Louraine from the cab and paid the driver watching him start away before turning back to Louraine and was slightly taken back. Now Louraine had made it very obvious to me that she was about to have an accident in her panties but immagine my surprise when I turned and their was my gorgeous wife infront of our five star hotel, skirt riding up as she bent over with her legs apart, hands on her thighs, eyes closed, her pretty face screwed up and grunting loudly as she fully crapped her panties.
Louraine stayed poised like that for what seemed the longest time, grunting, panting for breath and grunting again as she pushed what turned out to be a massive load into the seat of her panties. She peed herself as well leaving a pubble between her legs and far from being upset. Louraine to my surprise laughed and giggled for the longest time. She actually thought it was funny.
Me, I didn't think it was funny at all, I thought it was the sexiest thing I'd seen in a long long time. I had biggest hardon, even when undessing Louraine and while she lay on her belly on the bed, still giggling, as I cleaned her bum. Louraine's poop was a good solid one which remained contained in the seat of her panties. Her bum was hardly dirty at all, the smell negliable, so cleanup, at least for me was a sexual thing.
One thing though, I couldn't believe the size of the turd in Louraine's panties. I can still picture her sexy pink panties laying on the floor beside the bed their seat completely loaded with solid logs of dark brown shit. Louraine's turds hardly broke up at all even when I dumped them in the toilet and flushed them away.
We made the best love that night and every night for long time after. The other day at lunch we got to talking about it and I just blurted out that I would like it if she did it again. "On purpose" she said raising an eyebrow, "you want me to purposely shit in my panties". I felt bad, but then Louraine said "it was a bit of fun wasn't it, I suppose it would be alright to do it again". She is full of surprises this wife of mine, no wonder I love her so.