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Has anyone had to clean someone up after they had messed their pants? I had to clean up three women and one man in the last few years. Any one else had to do this?
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ok...i try it in english...
it was just 2 days ago and my GF and i went to a big "faschings-party"... there was plenty of chili, beer and shots and we stayed for about 8! houres. My GF drunk a bit too much and she told me, that her stomach was rumbling and cramping. she knows about my fetish (we have perfekt dirty analsex 2-3 times a year but she never shat on me or in pants) and as the cramps started to hurt, i told her to let it go - i promise, i will clean you up! She told me, that i'm crazy but just a minute later she serched for a newspaper behind the seat to put it under her beautiful butt. "just for secure" she say but next cramp is coming.... she was a bit drunk, so she could'nt resist the pressure and with a streamy, crackling noise the first wave of a huge, soft load forced into her slip and pantyhouse. it took just 3 minutes to arrive our house and we hurried up to the bathroom. she was still drunk and so she accepted me to stay, when the second wave came out to overflow her slip and fill up her pantyhouse with a huge, mushy mass. it turned me crazy and i exploded in my pants. during the clean-up i rubbed my dick between her shity cheeks and came the second time. before we start the shower, she wanked my shitty dick for the third time! that was heaven on earth!
but next day she was not realy amused about that!
but i took the chance
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Girlfriend from Hell
Years ago I dated a girlfriend from hell, and she got fired from a job in a nudist camp. The camp was over an hour from the apartment where I lived and she mooched. Janice was a shy pooper and because the camp was co-ed and wveryone shared the bathrooms she had a bad habit of waiting until she got home, which was usually every three to four days. Well that night we had a big fight, bigger than usual and in between the argument janic began to feel the urge. We stopped at a gas staion and the bathroom was disgusting, the next stop was a convience store and a bunch of bikers were hanging around and the third gas station's bathrooms were out of order. We even pulled into a furniture store and that was closed.
Well she was really pissing me off, and I took the long way home, just to make her go. As luck would have it a fence broke and about twenty cows surrounded us and we spent another twenty minutes in the car. We finally pulled into the parking lot and she made a mad dash for the door, but could not find the key. At this point seeing the pretty 5'2' black haired beauty doing a potty jig wearing purple knit shorts a matching halter top and sandals was just too much for me, I pretended to drop my keys in teh dark and enjoyed watching the Bitch lose control!
All of a sudden she began to bawl and let out the loudest fart i ever heard! The seat of her shorts quickly lumped out to the size of a melon and she soaked herself with enough urine to test an entire football team! She stood in the doorway embarrassed and defeated by her own bodily functions. I found the key and let her in and boy did she stink. The shorts for the most part were wet but not stained, the pink bikini panty on the other hand was stretched beyond normal limits and the solid lumpy smelly greenish-brown blob rested between her hairy pussy and upper asscrack. She patted it and asked how big it was? I gave it a playful pat and she seemed aroused. I walked her into the bathroom and we began to make out like never before and soon my cock was in her as her poop packed panty jiggled as we fucked! It was the first time she did half of the work while we had sex, usually she did a warm liver impersonation. We got into the shower and I did her in the bumhole and smashed the load against her backside and my crotch! She was a machine, three Miller Tall Boys on the way home didn't hurt the cause. She was so excited and came so intensely I almost got her to suck my cock, that was until she saw the shit covered pole and backed away, but not before I did her in the backside one more time under the hot water while she inched off her top and ruined panty.
We washed each other until we were both squeaky clean and unfortunately managed to sober up. She passed out and went into a deep sleep. It was twelve hours until she became the bitchy selfish girlfriend I knew and my friends hated. We split up a week later and ended our six week relationship. The day before I got her out of the apartment she dropped a turd in the toilet that was so big and fat it stuck out of the water and jammed the horn.
It was the only time we had great sex. Although she would not give me oral sex because "I peed out of that thing." I reminded her she shit out of her ass and didn't stop me from licking her there, which always excited her.
She was by far the best looking women I ever dated, a real '10' in looks and figure, but a zero in personality. She moved in with a jockey for a week and ended up going from one place to another for a year with stops at her mother's house in between, so it wasn't me at fault. The jockey complained about the plumbing bill the landlord gave him, she blocked the toilet with a monster turd and her birth control pill case.Comment
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Cleaned up wife just yesterday
It has been the first time this year we has a chance to get a bit of work done in the garden. The wife has had a funny tummy for a few days but it has seemed to clear up.
We were weeding our front flower plot, when she stood up, and said she had a bit of wind. We carried on for a while, and then I noticed the rear of her light blue slacks were wet and brown, and the brown was going down her left leg. She was still working and had not noticed that she had diareah. I went across to her and asked if she was ok. She said yes since she had got rid this wind. I asked if she new she had messed herself? I said you have had diareah that what the wind was. It was a compleat mess, she took her slacks and panties off and i used a watering can to rinse her off. As we walked along the garden path she had to let some more wind go, spraying the path with diareah.
So if you have had an upset stomach, be careful when you break wind, you may mess yourself.Comment
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