Hey all, long-time lurker, used to post here several years ago.
Wanted to start a new thread on girls skidmarked panties, as this is one of my major turn-ons.
I recently had an old friend from university staying with me in London. Claire is 29, brunette, slim, very prim and proper (except when she gets drunk) and a corporate lawyer. We dated for a little while back at Cambridge but drifted apart after I graduated. However, I remembered that she was always the most careless wiper back then!
Claire was never shy about her bathroom habits so I would often hear her on the toilet when we would stay over in each others' rooms. I would love to hear her firm, cute little grunts as she struggled to expel her poo...although she went most days she would often hold it after she got the initial urge, making it harder for herself when the time came. After she finished plopping there would only ever be a couple of wipes before she pulled up her panties and sweats and came back to hang out with me on the bed. As a result, at least 60% of her undies would have some kind of shit stain on them by the end of the day. It could be as little as a faint brown rub mark, or a dark little spot where her dirty anus kissed the cotton of her panties, or a thicker smelly stripe where the knickers went up her bum crack, up to 3 inches long. She wasn't really shy about this whenever we got up to stuff and I would be undressing her - she didn't exactly advertise her wiping problem but she wasn't ashamed if I pulled down her knickers and as the material tugged out of her bum the material would have some brown discolouration on it. I think she just didn't really care.
Anyway, so last weekend when Claire was staying over I was curious whether her bathroom habits had changed much, and really hoped I would get the chance to find out. I was not disappointed! I met her at Heathrow Airport (she lives in NYC now) and after the hugs & hellos she immediately confided that she hoped we would get back to my flat soon because she had needed a poo since she got on the plane, but hated to use those toilets. Immediately I had trouble avoiding getting a visible hard-on while I helped her with her suitcases out to the car. As we drove into the city she mentioned a few more times how desperate she was, in between us making normal small talk and catching up. A couple of times I was pretty sure I could smell her fart, too, but neither of us acknowledged it. Soon we were back at my place, and as soon as we got in she asked where the loo was. I pointed Claire in the right direction and she dropped her bags and everything on the floor and ran in, pushing the door closed (but not all the way shut or locked...looked like she was still quite open about things!)
I didn't want to seem too obvious but I just HAD to listen in, so I stood outside not breathing as she fumbled with her belt and jeans and knickers. As soon as they were down and her bum hit the toilet seat I heard a series of small tight wet farts and a moan. This was followed by about four big plops with a grunt between each. And THEN...an exasperated sigh, and she pulled up her underwear and jeans, with NO wiping at all. I knew I was well stocked with toilet paper for her visit, so she had no excuse. I was beside myself by this point.
All through the day (we just hung out watching TV and relaxing as she was a bit jetlagged) I was beside myself wanting to get hold of her undies to see how badly she had messed them up. A couple of times I caught her pulling out a wedgie, so I knew her knickers were stuck up her bum and probably getting well skidmarked.
Eventually I got my chance at the end of the day, Claire was tired so I offered her my room and to take the couch but she said she was happy to share the bed with me (things were progressing well on all fronts at this point, shall we say...) and so we came into the bedroom. Before I could do anything she started stripping for bed, to change into her pyjamas (just a long tshirt she wore for bed). As she pulled down her jeans I got my first glimpse of her pink victorias secret boyshort underwear hugging her firm ass, and I was amazed to see a small hint of a skidmark showing through the material as she had her back to me.
And THEN it got even better, as she was about to get into bed she said "oh, I think I'd better change my knickers, I've been wearing them for like 30 hours now", and she went back to her suitcase to get a clean pair. She slipped them down and left them on the floor where they lay around her ankles. Already I could see a significant poo stain in the back, with a damp pee stain in the front too. She pulled on a purple pair of bikini panties (also victorias secret), seemingly not caring or realising that her ass was probably still dirty and smelly and came back to bed.
Nothing happened that night (she was tired), but you bet your sweet ass as soon as she fell asleep I tiptoed out of bed, picked up her undies and took them to the bathroom with me to inspect. Trembling, I turned on the bathroom light and locked the door behind me. I opened up the panties, still slightly warm from being recently worn, and looked inside. They were really cute undies, but the inside was certainly dirty! A normal discharge/pee stain in the front, but a thick skidmark in the back, 2.5 inches long and 1 inch wide, extending from where her asshole would have been up the back. At "ground zero" the skidmark was really thick, it was probably actually a small piece of poo that she hadnt pinched off when she got off the toilet, that had smeared out into her knickers as she moved around the rest of the day. The skidmark gradually got lighter as it moved up the 2.5 inches. I cupped the skidmarked part of the panties in my hands and felt the heaviness of her poop compared to the unsoiled part of her undies. Then I went in for a smell! A nice fragrant pee smell at the front, and a little brown pube stuck to the cotton crotch...and the pooey skidmark at the back smelled earthy and warm, not bad at all. I couldn't help myself, with Claire's skiddy panties in one hand, looking and smelling at her mess, I jerked off and came super hard in record time!
Back went the dirty knickers in the exact spot where she had discarded them, and I climbed into bed with her and fell asleep. Not bad for day 1!
Happily for me (I have been in a skidmarked panty drought for several years) this was only the first of several incidents over the weekend - I'll post more soon when I get the chance.
In the meantime... let's hear some other peoples' stories about girlfriends, wives, sisters, friends who have trouble keeping their undies clean and end up getting skidmarks in their panties!
I know there are others out there who like this topic, and the more others share the more I will be inclined to write too!
Cheers
Wanted to start a new thread on girls skidmarked panties, as this is one of my major turn-ons.
I recently had an old friend from university staying with me in London. Claire is 29, brunette, slim, very prim and proper (except when she gets drunk) and a corporate lawyer. We dated for a little while back at Cambridge but drifted apart after I graduated. However, I remembered that she was always the most careless wiper back then!
Claire was never shy about her bathroom habits so I would often hear her on the toilet when we would stay over in each others' rooms. I would love to hear her firm, cute little grunts as she struggled to expel her poo...although she went most days she would often hold it after she got the initial urge, making it harder for herself when the time came. After she finished plopping there would only ever be a couple of wipes before she pulled up her panties and sweats and came back to hang out with me on the bed. As a result, at least 60% of her undies would have some kind of shit stain on them by the end of the day. It could be as little as a faint brown rub mark, or a dark little spot where her dirty anus kissed the cotton of her panties, or a thicker smelly stripe where the knickers went up her bum crack, up to 3 inches long. She wasn't really shy about this whenever we got up to stuff and I would be undressing her - she didn't exactly advertise her wiping problem but she wasn't ashamed if I pulled down her knickers and as the material tugged out of her bum the material would have some brown discolouration on it. I think she just didn't really care.
Anyway, so last weekend when Claire was staying over I was curious whether her bathroom habits had changed much, and really hoped I would get the chance to find out. I was not disappointed! I met her at Heathrow Airport (she lives in NYC now) and after the hugs & hellos she immediately confided that she hoped we would get back to my flat soon because she had needed a poo since she got on the plane, but hated to use those toilets. Immediately I had trouble avoiding getting a visible hard-on while I helped her with her suitcases out to the car. As we drove into the city she mentioned a few more times how desperate she was, in between us making normal small talk and catching up. A couple of times I was pretty sure I could smell her fart, too, but neither of us acknowledged it. Soon we were back at my place, and as soon as we got in she asked where the loo was. I pointed Claire in the right direction and she dropped her bags and everything on the floor and ran in, pushing the door closed (but not all the way shut or locked...looked like she was still quite open about things!)
I didn't want to seem too obvious but I just HAD to listen in, so I stood outside not breathing as she fumbled with her belt and jeans and knickers. As soon as they were down and her bum hit the toilet seat I heard a series of small tight wet farts and a moan. This was followed by about four big plops with a grunt between each. And THEN...an exasperated sigh, and she pulled up her underwear and jeans, with NO wiping at all. I knew I was well stocked with toilet paper for her visit, so she had no excuse. I was beside myself by this point.
All through the day (we just hung out watching TV and relaxing as she was a bit jetlagged) I was beside myself wanting to get hold of her undies to see how badly she had messed them up. A couple of times I caught her pulling out a wedgie, so I knew her knickers were stuck up her bum and probably getting well skidmarked.
Eventually I got my chance at the end of the day, Claire was tired so I offered her my room and to take the couch but she said she was happy to share the bed with me (things were progressing well on all fronts at this point, shall we say...) and so we came into the bedroom. Before I could do anything she started stripping for bed, to change into her pyjamas (just a long tshirt she wore for bed). As she pulled down her jeans I got my first glimpse of her pink victorias secret boyshort underwear hugging her firm ass, and I was amazed to see a small hint of a skidmark showing through the material as she had her back to me.
And THEN it got even better, as she was about to get into bed she said "oh, I think I'd better change my knickers, I've been wearing them for like 30 hours now", and she went back to her suitcase to get a clean pair. She slipped them down and left them on the floor where they lay around her ankles. Already I could see a significant poo stain in the back, with a damp pee stain in the front too. She pulled on a purple pair of bikini panties (also victorias secret), seemingly not caring or realising that her ass was probably still dirty and smelly and came back to bed.
Nothing happened that night (she was tired), but you bet your sweet ass as soon as she fell asleep I tiptoed out of bed, picked up her undies and took them to the bathroom with me to inspect. Trembling, I turned on the bathroom light and locked the door behind me. I opened up the panties, still slightly warm from being recently worn, and looked inside. They were really cute undies, but the inside was certainly dirty! A normal discharge/pee stain in the front, but a thick skidmark in the back, 2.5 inches long and 1 inch wide, extending from where her asshole would have been up the back. At "ground zero" the skidmark was really thick, it was probably actually a small piece of poo that she hadnt pinched off when she got off the toilet, that had smeared out into her knickers as she moved around the rest of the day. The skidmark gradually got lighter as it moved up the 2.5 inches. I cupped the skidmarked part of the panties in my hands and felt the heaviness of her poop compared to the unsoiled part of her undies. Then I went in for a smell! A nice fragrant pee smell at the front, and a little brown pube stuck to the cotton crotch...and the pooey skidmark at the back smelled earthy and warm, not bad at all. I couldn't help myself, with Claire's skiddy panties in one hand, looking and smelling at her mess, I jerked off and came super hard in record time!
Back went the dirty knickers in the exact spot where she had discarded them, and I climbed into bed with her and fell asleep. Not bad for day 1!
Happily for me (I have been in a skidmarked panty drought for several years) this was only the first of several incidents over the weekend - I'll post more soon when I get the chance.
In the meantime... let's hear some other peoples' stories about girlfriends, wives, sisters, friends who have trouble keeping their undies clean and end up getting skidmarks in their panties!
I know there are others out there who like this topic, and the more others share the more I will be inclined to write too!
Cheers
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