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Posted by cfw on November 07, 1998 at 21:14

MESS AT MILLER'S BEND

How long till we get there? Diana asked, she'd been squirming around in her seat since they had left the house, canting herself forward while squeesing her shapely legs together. Tom had noticed the tense look on her beautiful face and the way all her fidgeting was making the short yellow skirt she was wearing ride up to expose all of her tanned thighs. About twenty minutes he said. Are you okay?

Diana's need for a bowel movement had increased dramatically since they had started out thirty minites ago. I need to go to the toilet real bad she told him matter of factly and added I really thought I was going to have an accident in step class this morning but the urge went away, guess I should have tried to go at home.

They had been going out together for less than two months
and Diana had just recently started talking about her personal toilet habits, gradually building up over the past few weeks to a now running commentary on what is usually a private matter. For instance, Tom knew she had not gone poop the day before yesterday. Had the urge to go last night but held off and now she was fighting to not go in her panties.

Diana had told him of a few minor accidents she had had due to her habit of waiting too long to go. Times when she had dribbled a bit of pee into the crotch of her panties or had left a brown stain in the back of them. He didn't know why she had deceided to tell him these things but it turned him on and now he couldn't get past the thought that his beautiful sexy girlfriend was almost shitting her panties.

they did not live together, she had an apartment of her own but had been spending an increasing amount of time at his. As far as he could recollect Diana had never used his toilet for a bowel movement and now he found himself actually hoping that she would right in front of him.

Diana had stayed over last night and he had watched her dress after her exercise class for this little jaunt to the country. He could picture the silky white panties she had on, high rise lace front, full seat, all that was covering them was a skimpy yellow wrap skirt that had big brown flowers on it. She was wearing a matching lace bra under a pale yellow sleevless summer top. This was a lovely warm day so she hadn't worn pantyhose.

She carried a tiny leather shoulder purse which matched her brown high heeled sandles. Diana was beautiful, she knew it and was extremely fastidious obout her appearence. Perfect he thought glacing over at her, her long blond hair blowing in the wind from the open window.

There's a gas station a few minutes up ahead we can pull in there he said. No, Diana replied , I can wait til we get to Miller's Bend. Are you sure? I'm fine Tom, Diana said and hoped that she would be, not wanting to shit her panties in his new red VW beetle. Not at this stage of their relationship anyway.

I must be nuts Diana thought, Tom is such a decent guy and really cares about me. Their future together looked bright and was something that she really wanted. So why am I playing these games? Although she knew that her toilet talk and antics caught his attention and seemed to aroused him, she really didn't want to chance loosing him.

A full fledged accident may well end it she knew from previous experience. But still, Diana had planned just a minor soiling in order to gage his reaction. Squirm around holding on till it's almost too late then conveniently leave the skid maked panties around where he is sure to find them.

They arrived at Miller's Bend, a quaint little village along the river set up for tourists, and parked at the Old Mill Inn. Diana, her panties still clean, had spotted an interesting looking pub at the end of a row of shops they decided to try out. She took a quick look in a few shop as they walked back up to it. Although nice from the outside she thought it too grubby to eat in and the decision was made to have a quick drink then eat in the upscale restaurant at the Inn.

After fifteen minutes in the pub Diana was squirming about again and bobbing her legs up and down. She really had to shit now and it didn't go unnoticed by Tom, he had developed an erection. Diana was confident that her poop would be large, solid and relatively odourless, she had taken her pills and eaten to make it so. And now time was up, she could feel it opening her sphinkter and push against her panties against her control. What a waste to have to drop it in a toilet she thought.

They got up to leave and while Tom paid the bill Diana went off to use the washroom. So he was genuinely surprised to see her standing there waiting for him and in obvious distress. The bathhroom's filthy she said I'll have to use the one at the Inn. She took his hand and pulled him out of the Pub. His hardon had grown and he was glad to be wearing a light summer shirt that was not tucked in.

Walking quickly back past the shops Diana suddenly was frozen to the spot, her hand shooting to the rear of her skirt. Ooohh! I'm messing my panties she gasped. Tom was quick to react guiding her to the side of the last shop in the row and up to a railing above the river. While still a few people about, this provided more privacy than the street. Diana placed both hands on the railing, spreading her legs apart and bending over at the waist.

Even though her poop had started to exit while she was on the street she had to push, bearing down hard to exit it completely into her panties. Tom watched transfixed as she took a deep breath and held it, straining to push out her BM, the effort causing her face to flush. ARRRGGGGH! Diana grunted and Tom standing beside and slightly behind her could hear a fpfpfp sound and smell her exiting shit. But rather than being repulsed it actually smelled nice to him and he nearly came in his pants.

All of Diana's inhabitions about having a full blown accident in front of her boyfriend were gone as she was lost in the extacy of pooping her panties. NNNNNGGGGGH! She bore down again the load lifting her skirt out a distance from her shapely ass. Breathing heavily she put her hand on the bulge gently kneading against herself and kept it back there as she pushed even more hard shit from her bowels. Tom couldn't believe that his gorgeous girlfriend was not only shitting herself in public but aparently taking great pleasure in doing so.

When Diana finally finished crapping her panties she stood there breathless for a moment before coming back to reality. The few people around who had witnessed her accident were shocked and had hurried off without comment. Her lover, the only classy guy she had ever dated and who she was slowly attempting to break into this secret world of hers was probably in shock as well. By now he's probably wondering why the hell did I not just use the washroom in the pub she thought.

But that's not what he was thinking at all. As soon as she took her hand away from the mound in her panties he put his there, he couldn't help himself. Diana opened her mouth drawing a long breath past her teeth in a sigh of pleasure. Her load was massive, the first turd stretching her panties outward six inches, a second even larger, had moved upward to loadge in the cleft of her ass, and there was a great mass the size of an orange saging her panties downwad to the hem of her mini skirt.

She had been correct in her assumption that her shit would be solid. It was in fact very hard and dry which accounted for her having to strain so much Tom figured. But
Diana's shit was not the only thing that was hard. She turned to face him blushing with the embarrasement of having revealed the secret that pooping in her panties was her greatest pleasure. He was slightly embarrassed too, not knowing what to say but feeling that he should say something.

After an awkward silence he said I guess dinner at the Mill is off to which Diana replied well you wouldn't want sit there with a me knowing I have this huge load of poop in panties would you. He could have been coy but instead opted for the simple truth, actually I would like that very much if it's what you want. They looked into each others eyes then Diana pulled him close and they kissed, both putting their hands down to her bulge at the same time. Even this close he could just smell her wonderful aroma and thought to really smell it one would have to put his face right down there and he could bearly hold himself back from doing so.

They walked to the Old Mill Inn down the block, the sway of her shapely hips causing her short yellow skirt to dance side to side about her protruding panties. They entered the restaurant to a quiet corner on the outside balcony. No one was aware that the beautiful women who just passed by had her panties full with shit.

To make her poop more solid Diana had cut back a bit on liquid intake. The last time she peed was through her black spandex shorts in the parking lot outside after her exercise class. The whine she drank at the Pub went straight through and she had peed a bit in her panties while straining to go poop. Walking back from the railing where she had had her accident Diana would press her hand to her crotch when no one was looking so that she wouldn't wet herself on the sidewalk.

At the table on the balcony Diana had flipped up the back of her skirt and gently sat down pushing her load even further up and back. Her hand was pressed tightly between her legs while the waiter took their order. As soon as he left she moved to the edge of the chair, spread her legs and peed through her panties onto the floor under the table. The volume of her piss caused a splashing noise that was masked by the thick outdoor carpet, the roar of the river below and the chatter of the people around them. Only Tim knew what she was doing and he loved that she was so brazen,what a woman he thought.

After the meal during which Diana poured out story after story of the many times she had wet and messed her herself, they took a room. Stipped naked except for her dirty panties pulled to the side, sweat glistening on her perfect body, Diana sat astride of Tom bringing them both to the most amazing climax as she slide up and down on his shaft.

After a couple hours sex play they cleaned up and went down to the bar in the basement. Diana peed on the floor through her poop filled panties before they returned to their room for more sex and an even greater climax. She lay there with bare breasts pressed against his back as he softly snored away in exhausted sleep. She reached back for one last feel of her hard load and was completely happy and content for the first time in her life. Then just before passing into peaceful sleep herself Diana wet the bed.