Straight Male / 50
My wife is a classy sexy blond haired MILF mid 50's that passes for 40. She is so easy and a pleasure to live with each day of my life. It elevates a guy to make sure your as good to live with her and not be a male acting pig in anyway. That being said
I came down with an intestinal infection that irritated my bowels greatly. I had count them 30 seconds to make it to the toilet before the shat came without control. This would occur a dozen times before lunch and another 6 times in the afternoon.
We live with all doors open in the house and normally no need for clothing being just us except I will not shat in front of her. Now I don't get what some peoples fetish is about the love of pooping their pants but hey more power to them but I don't care too. At work which I do work with my wife in the office suddenly without even a 30 second warning I shat my pants. I did not like the feel as described in these confessions at all! My butt hole is on raw from all the pooping and wiping over the past several days anyway. Now it is a raw burning fire trapped with this mucus laced poo.
I told my wife I am going home. What a great ride that was sitting in my truck. I got home cleaned up and felt good to be naked airing out my flaming hole. My wife came home later on, stripped off her clothes, poured herself a glass of wine and sat on the couch next to me chatting and watching TV. It came so quick without warning liquid shit shot out my ass. I just shat the couch with her sitting next to me. Thank god I followed nudist periodical and was sitting on a towel.
I did not move or act as if anything was wrong. I carried on chatting as normal as she didn't hear it squirt out. I just sat there in my diarrhea. A few minuets later she got up to go to the kitchen and I grabbed the towel and made a move to the bathroom. By now it was running down both legs and with a completely shit covered arse. I cleaned up, dumped the soiled towel down the laundry chute, got a new towel and returned to the couch. She was still in the kitchen so she didn't see me with a fresh towel.
I wish I understood this fetish with poo or I might have had a great 3 days as many times as I filled my pants.
I came down with an intestinal infection that irritated my bowels greatly. I had count them 30 seconds to make it to the toilet before the shat came without control. This would occur a dozen times before lunch and another 6 times in the afternoon.
We live with all doors open in the house and normally no need for clothing being just us except I will not shat in front of her. Now I don't get what some peoples fetish is about the love of pooping their pants but hey more power to them but I don't care too. At work which I do work with my wife in the office suddenly without even a 30 second warning I shat my pants. I did not like the feel as described in these confessions at all! My butt hole is on raw from all the pooping and wiping over the past several days anyway. Now it is a raw burning fire trapped with this mucus laced poo.
I told my wife I am going home. What a great ride that was sitting in my truck. I got home cleaned up and felt good to be naked airing out my flaming hole. My wife came home later on, stripped off her clothes, poured herself a glass of wine and sat on the couch next to me chatting and watching TV. It came so quick without warning liquid shit shot out my ass. I just shat the couch with her sitting next to me. Thank god I followed nudist periodical and was sitting on a towel.
I did not move or act as if anything was wrong. I carried on chatting as normal as she didn't hear it squirt out. I just sat there in my diarrhea. A few minuets later she got up to go to the kitchen and I grabbed the towel and made a move to the bathroom. By now it was running down both legs and with a completely shit covered arse. I cleaned up, dumped the soiled towel down the laundry chute, got a new towel and returned to the couch. She was still in the kitchen so she didn't see me with a fresh towel.
I wish I understood this fetish with poo or I might have had a great 3 days as many times as I filled my pants.
