Panty Poop Stories Novels & Stories

She was always complaining, slowing everyone down. Jack, on the other hand, seemed to have endless patience and indulgence for her. "Alright. Let's see what's so heavy." He stopped the group, knelt, and opened Dakota's backpack himself. In front of everyone, she carefully pulled out her precious belongings, as if presenting a prized collection. There was a full set of luxury travel-sized skincare, a nearly unused oversized power bank, chips in every flavor, jelly, sour belts… and a heavy jar of peanut butter.

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I had the feeling that he was going to try grabbing my non existent penis. He tugged at my buttons, and was really going to go down. My stomach gurgled, and I felt an instant wetness in my panties. My eyes widened as I realized what the problem had been since. “My fucking PERIOD!” I thought to myself. The blue trousers I wore would probably embarrass me soon, and reveal my secrets. I wasn't sure if the panties I wore could absorb much moisture. Mr Harry was going to make a move on my panties. I have to come up with something really fast!

Upside down, I watch my heavily soaked panties. ‘Jeez, Pam!’ The same part of me tries to scold me but I’m beyond that. I shove my hand in and peel off my panties. The rich sight has me gasping. It’s incredibly wild watching the slimy cum drip from my wet pussy. It carelessly spills along my thighs. It leaves me curling my toes and hoping to fuck with you. ‘PAM!’ I swipe a pad-full and pull out. Finally standing upright, I stare at my coated finger.

Murilo had my panty drawer open and was holding one of my panties in his hands, looking at it with visible admiration. " Let go of my panties! " I pulled the one he was holding and closed the drawer with an abrupt movement. " Are you sure that this piece in my hands is really yours, Virginia? " he asked with amusement. " I like larger panties because they are ideal for some occasions. " I begrudgingly explained. " That wasn't a larger panty? That was a pair of pants that could fit two of you inside. " he joked, letting out a loud laugh. I didn't like his joke and tried to pretend I didn't mind it, but before I knew it, a tear was coming down from my eye, as was a pained sob.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

"Did you inhale that ointment and let it mess with your brain, Yvette? He was the one who poured that ointment down my pants and took my bespoke suit, and you want me to kneel and apologize to him? He was also the one who wanted my mother's emerald pendant as a lucky draw prize for his streaming audience!" Yvette turned red from my retort as she felt she had been humiliated and disrespected in front of her top management. "You should know what's good for you, Callum! That thing with the ointment was just a harmless prank. That suit and the pendant are collecting dust here anyway. What's wrong with using them?" She took a deep breath as a malicious look flashed in her eye. "If you insist on d

Her shrill voice immediately drew everyone's attention. My gaze darkened as I hissed, "Let go!" But as foolish as ever, she refused to back down. She clamped her hand around mine, refusing to let go as she began shouting in the cafe. "Everyone, look at this gold-digger! She faked her own mother's cancer just to swindle money out of her husband! After her mother died because of her, she latched onto her husband again and took his house and car. Now, she's out here spreading lies about him having asthenospermia!"

Years ago I used to work construction. I had only worked there for about a month but my foreman and I became pretty good friends. He was a 45 year old man and I was only 22. Every once in a while we would go and have a beer or two after work. He would always be talking about the problems he was having with his wife. I’d try to help with advice but I don’t think I was any good at it. One night he was giving me a ride home and he mentioned something about how if she just gave him head once in a while it would relieve a lot of stress. I jokingly said “I’ll relieve it for you”. He kind of took a double take at me and we both laughed. After about 5 more minutes of driving he randomly pulled into

* She moaned softly, thighs pressing together around her hand, the pressure coiling tight. Jax's parting words echoed *Drop your dirtiest reading experience* and she did, typing one-handed: *This story? Made me cum reading it on the toilet at work, panties in my mouth to stay quiet. Now living it. Your turn.* Submissions poured in: a woman detailing her first anal in a club bathroom, the burn and fullness making Zelda's untouched ass clench in curiosity; a guy confessing to jerking off in the car to a similar tale, cumming so hard he stained the seat; couples sharing how they'd role-played it, her riding him reverse while reading aloud, both shattering together.