Panty Poop Stories Novels & Stories

Something seemed different about her description. Unlike fantasy talk in the past, it sounded like she was telling me a true story. "He fucked you for real?" I asked. "Yea. They held my dress up while he did it to me. My panties were near my knees so I couldn't spread my feet too much, but they were holding my thighs open too. It was kind of hard and rough, but he came kind of quick. I thought it was over and was trying to pull my panties up, but then the other two opened their pants. One pulled my panties to my ankles. They bent me over the arm of the sofa. I stepped one foot out of my panties as they were again spreading my feet. One of my shoes came off. They took turns in me a few times

Aurora Maxwell "Stupid pants, why can't I get it of me!" I grumbled laying on the bed. "What's wrong love?" jack asked mumbled under his breath. Jack insisted on the both of us sharing a room, his room. some all my clothes were still left in my room. "These stupid pants are too tight and can't pull it down from my waist to pee properly, "I said pointing at the jeans even though he wasn't looking at me and his face was still facing flat on the bed.

I can’t stay in this ugly place,my pack needed me, I slowly stood up, walked out of the basement,walked to the nearest room,opened it,walked in,it was different in here,nice smell,bed, and I spotted a bathroom in the corner except that I didn’t see there was someone in the dressing room. I slowly opened my trousers,closed my eyes,let out a deep groan and sigh,listened to the stream of my own urine as it hit the toilet,as it left my body ,when I was done,I turned to zip my trousers only to find a veiled nun staring at me wide eyed, I jolted back and the old woman screamed. In confusion,I didn’t move ,forgot to zip my pants,the rest of the two nuns stormed in ,there eyes widened in shock, scre

I'd already had my share of disappointments in life. I went home with her panties burning a hole in my pocket, and when I got there, I realized it wasn't just one pair - it was two. I'd put Ana's panties in my pocket when I took them off and didn't give them back. God, these panties! What had gotten into me? I already had one that I should have returned, but I couldn't resist taking the other one too, even if unconsciously, as a reminder of the incredible night she'd given me - one that wouldn't happen again. A pair of tiny panties in garish colors, one lime green and the other red. I had to be having some kind of psychiatric issue to be turning into a panty thief. This had to be some sort o

They looked at each other. "Oh, fuck this," exclaimed Carla. "This is bullshit. Drop your pants, I have to see this thing." I was confused at being called out on this, of all details. My hands automatically strayed toward my waist band, but I stopped and explained, "It's not, um, interested right now! It's the same size as most everybody else I've seen in the shower when it's like this." "Stop reaching for your pants," Bridget shouted desperately. "We are not going to all stand here and worship your cock!"

Lucy nervously adjusted her skimpy lingerie as she waited backstage, her heart pounding with anticipation and anxiety. At just 19 years old, she had never even considered doing p**n, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Her college tuition was due, and her part-time job barely covered rent. When the opportunity to be in an adult film presented itself, she jumped at the chance, despite having no experience in the industry or with anal sex.

In which the object in question was most certainly not a pool toy although I wouldn’t mind at all if you tried to inflate it! Two years ago, while swimming, my younger cousin Shelby, while I was eating dinner with her at the pool, asked what was in my pants? I sort of chuckled, adjusted myself and said something along the lines of, “How did that get there?” She said, “There’s a big lump in your shorts haha!” and I said, “It’s because I’m fat okay!” Truth be told, I had no interest in 9 year old girls or sex education, or the combination of the two so I brushed it off in whatever manner I could.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but nothing came out. “ Tell us,what really happened? Why are you with a pantie?” Another snapped at her. “ Can't a lady have an extra pantie in her bag when the need arrives, when she's in an urgent situation like a soon to be menstrual flow?” Jayden barked and everyone turned to his direction. He focused his gaze on the worker holding the red pantie in his index finger and matched towards him. “ Sir, you know it happened so fast and we….” Before he could finish his statement Jayden took a step forward and struck a hard hit on his face and the pantie fell from his index finger.

My eyes widen and she continues, “I don't think there's ever a night he goes to bed without a woman or two. And I've never seen him bring the same woman home twice.” I cringe at the revelation. But Nancy doesn't seem to notice. “You know what we call him around here?” She looks around and whispers to me, “The panty ripper.” “What?” “That's right! I think he has a kink for ripping panties off his conquests. He's quite notorious for it. It's like his signature move or something. I've lost count of the number of torn panties I've had to throw away.”

“I have truly changed. I was going through a lot back then and I lost control, once. I have never done anything like that to anyone else.” “Wow, then I guess I am the lucky one! I was raped by the mighty Nataniel Kaponda, someone, please, give me a medal.” There were tears in her eyes as she said the sarcastic words. Nataniel’s presence before her had vividly brought back to life the memories she had been trying to forget for the past thirty years.