The Kink
'Izzy,' I moaned, crumpling her body up against mine. Effortlessly, I slung out a hand and put out my lamp. 'Izzy…'
Her features grew unsteady and shifting in the darkness, but she was
still undoubtedly beautiful. I hiked her baggy shirt up and slid my hand
down her denim shorts, with a synchronised grin and laugh from both of
us.
Izzy wrestled herself further up onto me; she wasn't short, I
was just tall, and it was difficult for her to remain balanced in the
dark hue of the room. The cold wind snaking from the open window
couldn't calm my throbbing heart or my heated, sweating body.
'You know what you're doing, huh?' said Izzy, lunging back into a kiss.
I paused for a second, tearing myself from the kiss. This was my chance. Even if I got turned down, it'd be worth the risk.
'Izzy, this is really weird, but…'
She sat up on my naked chest.
'But what?'
'Before we go any further… I have this kink – this fetish…'
Her position became less comfortable and she shuffled over to one
side. My eyes were drawn away from hers. I couldn't pass up this
opportunity!
'I have a fetish too… I didn't want to say anything.'
At this statement I found my gaze darting back onto hers. Even
through the darkness of my apartment, I noticed a twinkle in her eyes.
'Okay…' I continued breathlessly. 'We'll say them at the same time. Three. Two. One.'
'Pooping my panties,' Izzy said, her face screwed up in scared anticipation.
'Girls pooping their pants,' I said, smiling. The feeling I had was
tricky to describe – like finding the right key for a tricky lock.
'Shit, really?' she cried..'
I felt my jeans tighten up at the crotch. Quickly, I clicked my lamp
back on. My eyes were pleasured with the sight of Izzy biting her lip,
shimmying down her denim skirt. Her hair that ran down to her shoulders,
then soared past them, captured me. Her jewel-like eyes glittered at
me, her beauty running all the way down to her smile, then continuing.
'I – uh – mess my pants all the time at home. Sometimes I'll be doing
stuff for work and notice my bowels are getting a bit cranky.' Izzy
blushed, but I nodded her on. 'I'll just fill my pants. When the poop
squashes out under my tushy – cushions me on a soft, sticky bubble: it
feels so good!' She stuck her voluptuous butt out towards me. Izzy
flashed a look to the side, as if she expected somebody else to be
watching.
'Carry on...' I murmured.
'On one day I was
feeling particularly naughty,' she recited with a guilty grin. 'I was at
the office. A particularly boring day – particularly boring clients, we
were attending to.'
'A few hours in, at a meeting, I felt my
bowels tug at me. Suddenly they had begged for release. Though it was
boring, this meeting was important. My bosses were strict and if I'd
left they would have punished me. So, my kinky little anecdote to the
situation, I lifted my butt off the seat. Slowly and silently, I felt
two logs fall gently into my panties, push up against my best skirt.
With a reluctant grunt, I let another bit of mush fall out. Then I sat
in it, pleasured by the sizzling dump surrounding my hind.'
'Needless to say, my workmates soon noticed the smell and the meeting
was adjourned, blaming it on a gas fault. Feeling rather horny by the
situation, I stayed and proceeded to masturbate, the sticky mess still
sitting in my pants. I left it a good couple hours – walking around,
going on my computer, even socialising – keeping with me the kinky guilt
of a sizeable lump of shit in my panties. I soon changed my panties,
but since then I've really wanted to poop in front of someone else…'
Izzy clambered down to all fours, grinning at me through her legs.
'I certainly wouldn't mind,' I teased brightly.
'Good,' she said, 'because I've been needing this all day long! It's
plain rude to use the toilet for a poop in someone else's apartment.'
'Plain rude…' I repeated.
Izzy smiled quirkily, her face soon crumpling up. She groaned – I
couldn't believe this! A big hunk of brown collided with Izzy's white
panties. They sunk brown as the poop fell into them.
'Nng!' She
grinned, adding to the pile in her pants. Her panties sagged down quite
unnaturally, now. Izzy laughed, prodding the enormous mound of mush.
This girl was amazing.
