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Dirty Underwear
As long as Micheal could remember Mrs. Rhonda Sparks ran the small town library, even at 54-years-old she was still a goodlooking widow, thick curly flaming-red hair, big almond shaped hazel eyes that her red framed glasses highlighted nicely and at 5'9" tall and a solid 175 pounds still turned a few heads, although her white blouses did little to conceal her natural 38GG wonders. When Michael started college he began to spend a lot of Saturdays in the library to study and admire the buxom redhead of his erotic dreams.
One day he needed some old town documents that were stashed on a top shelf in the reference room, which required Mrs. Sparks to climb a rickety step ladder and rach. The young movie star handsome 5'7", college student with thick black hair and big brown eyes felt his thick 8" penis struggle in his tight jeans as he looked up her knee length brown skirt and saw her beige panty girdle with suntan thighhigh stocking underneath! He had to do a double take though, the seat of the beige full-cut pantygirdle was very badly stained. He examined the rich brown color that went from the gusset to just below the rear waistband!
During the week he masturbated every night in his dorm as he thought about Mrs. Sparks nasty support brief under her conservative skirt.
He showed up just before the library closed the following Saturday and asked to see more town documents, even though he had finished his paper, but pretended to go through his notes as she looked for the right hard bound book while on the step ladder, this time she wore a very snug red leather knee length skirt and suntan controltop pantyhose, which were new, but her overripe bottom struggled inside the tight stretchy nylon fabric and to his surprise her vulva was very smooth and hair free, unusual for an older woman, or so he thought.
Mrs. Sparks reached for one last book and ripped a thunderous stinker as she stretched! She excused herself and climbed down the ladder with the book with the right dates, or at least the dates Michael gave her. Michael thanked her and left the building.
Twenty minutes later Mrs. Sparks hopped in her blue Ford Fiesta and drove to her cottage on the edge of town, unaware that the red Chey pickup truck was behind her. She got out of her car and dashed into her cozy white cottage with some urgency!
Michael got out of his truck and sneaked around the house and soon found the bathroom where Mrs. Sparks was removing her blouse and tight skirt.
She looked very attractive and her white bra strained to contain the biggest breats in town while her controltop pantygirdle began to get wet!
Michael pulled his cock out of his red spandex shorts as he watched the town librarian wet herself and pass more smelly wind, and with the window open got a few good whiffs of the putrid gas!
She grabbed the vanity and removed her glasses as she pushed, grunted and farted out a very fat, smelly, extra solid, golden-brown torpedo in her pantyhose! The solid mass grew in her pantyhose as she grabbed a worn white panty girdle from her hamper and stuffed it in her mouth! She screamed through her dirty support brief packed mouth as she pushed and grunted out four days worth of very solid, smelly. shiny, golden-brown feces in her pantyhose!
Michael came like never before as he watched the kinky buxom redhead strain to push out the four overripe melon sized facal deposit that almost caused the controltop pantyhose tp burst at the seams! Mrs. Sparks rubbed herself to what seemed to be a hundred intense climaxes as the last of the toilet blocking load of poops settled between her quaking cunt lips and wide upper asscrack! The smell was horrible, but came from the gorgeous older redhead, so it was alright in his kinky world!
Mrs. Sparks finally calmed down, after wetting herself a second time. She left the bathroom and waddled to the kitchen and made a sandwich and had a glass of milk while she stood at the counter, all the while wearing her poop packed pantyhose.
She did a few chores like vacuum her rugs and wash her dishes while wearing the almost ready to explode pantyhose! Michael had a hard time keeping up with her as he went from window to window to watch her.
She went back into the bathroom and grabbed a black panty girdle and went back to the kitchen. She placed the skidmarked undergarment in her luscious mouth and then sat down on a plastic covered kitchen chair and smashed the enormous toilet blocking load of smelly cooled down poops! She moaned incoherently through her panty girdle stuffed mouth as she had more intense climaxes as she wiggled in the chair and made the poop squish all over her bottom and ooze up over her quaking pussy lips! Michael came again!
She finally stood up and went back to the bathroom and removed her overstuffed bra and stepped into the tub and turned on the shower. She slid off the ruined pantyhose and tossed them in a palstic bag.
Michael left the yard, feeling a bit guilty after all he was a Peeping Tom, but after two climaxes felt pretty relieved.
Michael was too embarrassed to come home over the next couple of weeks, and spent a lot of time jerking off thinking about the nasty show he crashed uninvited. He finally came home for Thanksgiving.
He had a devious plan, or at least he thought so. He made a Saturday visit to the library with again a phony list of dates and old town laws he needed to see. He wore his canary-yellow spandex pants and gray college sweatshirt. He hadn't moved his bowels since Thanksgiving Day morning and felt very gamey, and the big stack of pancakes he had for breakfast didn't help. He began to wonder if he would last until noon as his bowels soon began to have a mind of their own.
Mrs. Sparks always the helpful librarian got back on the ladder and searched the old books while Michael looked up her knee length brown knit dress, that hugged her voluptuous figure quite well, and saw she had on beige controltop pantyhose underneath. She handed him a book and as he stretched to grab it, felt a very hot, smelly, 3" in diameter, semi-solid, shiny, bronze, turd invade his spandex pants and quickly covered his hairless plum sized balls and oozed to the rear waistband of the spandex pants! He didn't plan on going just yet, but as the five overripe grapefruit sized load almost split his spandex pants apart, he spurted a week's worth of built-up semen!
"Oh my goodness." Mrs. Sparks patted his very full spandex pants. "Michael do you have a private place to clean up that awful mess?"
"No." Michael blushed from embarrassment. "Is it really bad?"
"It is very big." Mrs. Sparks observed with her big hazel eyes and well-manicured hands. "Perhaps I can help you clean-up, you certainly don't want your father to see you like this."
"Will you?" Michael tried to hide his excitement, but the buxom redhead already found it.
BrrrrrP! Frrt!
Michale was already cleaned out indide so the fresh smelly gas was coming out of Mrs. Sparks' ripe ass! She locked the library doors and returned to Michael! She ripped one nasty thunderous stinker too many and lifted the back of her skirt as she spread her well-toned legs apart and held the desk!
She soaked her controltop pantyhose with fresh amber urine as a very hot, smelly, hefty, load of soft, creamy-brown, fudge poured out of her puckered bumhole and gathered between her quaking pussy lips and wide upper asscrack! Soon her pantyhose ballooned out to the size of a basketball as she climaxed and Michael jerked himself off!
They waddled to her car and went to the cottage to clean-up.
Michael got a summer job at the library too.................
One day he needed some old town documents that were stashed on a top shelf in the reference room, which required Mrs. Sparks to climb a rickety step ladder and rach. The young movie star handsome 5'7", college student with thick black hair and big brown eyes felt his thick 8" penis struggle in his tight jeans as he looked up her knee length brown skirt and saw her beige panty girdle with suntan thighhigh stocking underneath! He had to do a double take though, the seat of the beige full-cut pantygirdle was very badly stained. He examined the rich brown color that went from the gusset to just below the rear waistband!
During the week he masturbated every night in his dorm as he thought about Mrs. Sparks nasty support brief under her conservative skirt.
He showed up just before the library closed the following Saturday and asked to see more town documents, even though he had finished his paper, but pretended to go through his notes as she looked for the right hard bound book while on the step ladder, this time she wore a very snug red leather knee length skirt and suntan controltop pantyhose, which were new, but her overripe bottom struggled inside the tight stretchy nylon fabric and to his surprise her vulva was very smooth and hair free, unusual for an older woman, or so he thought.
Mrs. Sparks reached for one last book and ripped a thunderous stinker as she stretched! She excused herself and climbed down the ladder with the book with the right dates, or at least the dates Michael gave her. Michael thanked her and left the building.
Twenty minutes later Mrs. Sparks hopped in her blue Ford Fiesta and drove to her cottage on the edge of town, unaware that the red Chey pickup truck was behind her. She got out of her car and dashed into her cozy white cottage with some urgency!
Michael got out of his truck and sneaked around the house and soon found the bathroom where Mrs. Sparks was removing her blouse and tight skirt.
She looked very attractive and her white bra strained to contain the biggest breats in town while her controltop pantygirdle began to get wet!
Michael pulled his cock out of his red spandex shorts as he watched the town librarian wet herself and pass more smelly wind, and with the window open got a few good whiffs of the putrid gas!
She grabbed the vanity and removed her glasses as she pushed, grunted and farted out a very fat, smelly, extra solid, golden-brown torpedo in her pantyhose! The solid mass grew in her pantyhose as she grabbed a worn white panty girdle from her hamper and stuffed it in her mouth! She screamed through her dirty support brief packed mouth as she pushed and grunted out four days worth of very solid, smelly. shiny, golden-brown feces in her pantyhose!
Michael came like never before as he watched the kinky buxom redhead strain to push out the four overripe melon sized facal deposit that almost caused the controltop pantyhose tp burst at the seams! Mrs. Sparks rubbed herself to what seemed to be a hundred intense climaxes as the last of the toilet blocking load of poops settled between her quaking cunt lips and wide upper asscrack! The smell was horrible, but came from the gorgeous older redhead, so it was alright in his kinky world!
Mrs. Sparks finally calmed down, after wetting herself a second time. She left the bathroom and waddled to the kitchen and made a sandwich and had a glass of milk while she stood at the counter, all the while wearing her poop packed pantyhose.
She did a few chores like vacuum her rugs and wash her dishes while wearing the almost ready to explode pantyhose! Michael had a hard time keeping up with her as he went from window to window to watch her.
She went back into the bathroom and grabbed a black panty girdle and went back to the kitchen. She placed the skidmarked undergarment in her luscious mouth and then sat down on a plastic covered kitchen chair and smashed the enormous toilet blocking load of smelly cooled down poops! She moaned incoherently through her panty girdle stuffed mouth as she had more intense climaxes as she wiggled in the chair and made the poop squish all over her bottom and ooze up over her quaking pussy lips! Michael came again!
She finally stood up and went back to the bathroom and removed her overstuffed bra and stepped into the tub and turned on the shower. She slid off the ruined pantyhose and tossed them in a palstic bag.
Michael left the yard, feeling a bit guilty after all he was a Peeping Tom, but after two climaxes felt pretty relieved.
Michael was too embarrassed to come home over the next couple of weeks, and spent a lot of time jerking off thinking about the nasty show he crashed uninvited. He finally came home for Thanksgiving.
He had a devious plan, or at least he thought so. He made a Saturday visit to the library with again a phony list of dates and old town laws he needed to see. He wore his canary-yellow spandex pants and gray college sweatshirt. He hadn't moved his bowels since Thanksgiving Day morning and felt very gamey, and the big stack of pancakes he had for breakfast didn't help. He began to wonder if he would last until noon as his bowels soon began to have a mind of their own.
Mrs. Sparks always the helpful librarian got back on the ladder and searched the old books while Michael looked up her knee length brown knit dress, that hugged her voluptuous figure quite well, and saw she had on beige controltop pantyhose underneath. She handed him a book and as he stretched to grab it, felt a very hot, smelly, 3" in diameter, semi-solid, shiny, bronze, turd invade his spandex pants and quickly covered his hairless plum sized balls and oozed to the rear waistband of the spandex pants! He didn't plan on going just yet, but as the five overripe grapefruit sized load almost split his spandex pants apart, he spurted a week's worth of built-up semen!
"Oh my goodness." Mrs. Sparks patted his very full spandex pants. "Michael do you have a private place to clean up that awful mess?"
"No." Michael blushed from embarrassment. "Is it really bad?"
"It is very big." Mrs. Sparks observed with her big hazel eyes and well-manicured hands. "Perhaps I can help you clean-up, you certainly don't want your father to see you like this."
"Will you?" Michael tried to hide his excitement, but the buxom redhead already found it.
BrrrrrP! Frrt!
Michale was already cleaned out indide so the fresh smelly gas was coming out of Mrs. Sparks' ripe ass! She locked the library doors and returned to Michael! She ripped one nasty thunderous stinker too many and lifted the back of her skirt as she spread her well-toned legs apart and held the desk!
She soaked her controltop pantyhose with fresh amber urine as a very hot, smelly, hefty, load of soft, creamy-brown, fudge poured out of her puckered bumhole and gathered between her quaking pussy lips and wide upper asscrack! Soon her pantyhose ballooned out to the size of a basketball as she climaxed and Michael jerked himself off!
They waddled to her car and went to the cottage to clean-up.
Michael got a summer job at the library too.................
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